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Need You Now | Eddie Munson x F!Reader

Requested by @mmunson86 : Eddie and Reader were best friends who secretly liked each other, but then they went their separate ways after high school and kind of lost contact. one day, Eddie runs into Steve, who still talks to Reader, and after five years he realizes that he should’ve taken his shot and I don’t know maybe he has the urge to call her and instead he just shows up at her doorstep in the pouring rain he’s drenched in water, and he tells her how she feels and hopes that she does and well she does feel the same (Eddie finally asks her to be his girl) & well it gets smutttty 🥹💗 included the song Need you Now by Lady A

Cw: angst, mutual pining, friends to strangers to lovers, fluff, no use of y/n reader is referred to with nicknames (Peach, sweetheart, baby) smut, p in v, dirty talk, one mention of birth control, no use of condoms, creampies? Alchohol.

wc: 7.6k

comments and reblogs are always appreciated and encouraged <3

August 1984.

"So this is it, huh?" Eddie was completely taken aback by the suddenness of it all. He had known deep down that this day would eventually arrive, but it had always felt like a distant threat. Now that it was here, he struggled to come to terms with the fact that you were leaving him. You had always been ambitious, and he was incredibly proud of everything you had accomplished. But the thought of being left behind while you went on to bigger and better things was a tough pill to swallow. Despite his own feelings of loss and sadness, however, Eddie knew that he couldn't stand in the way of your dreams - he would never be the kind of person to hold someone back from reaching their full potential.

"Y-yeah." you sigh with shaky breath.

How could you leave him? The guilt gnawed at you because, even after everything, you never got to tell him how you felt. Now you are standing in the airport, feeling lost. It's too little, too late for confessionals.

Since you can remember, going to school in England has been your dream. You made it a mission and are now attending the University of Cambridge. You got in on a scholarship and scrapped up every penny working at Family Video for your four years of high school.

"You better write to me and all that shit" he pointed.

This made you giggle. "Of course, I'll even call once in a while. Hopefully, the long-distance charges won't be too lethal." You play with the chain hanging from your neck. You never took it off.

"Oh! I almost forgot... here!." Eddie rummaged around his pockets and pulled out a small wrapped gift. "Uh, open it when you get there, okay?"

"Teddy, you didn-"

"I wanted to. Please? Just take it." Eddie’s heart fluttered at your name of endearment.

You reach for the gift, fingers brushing, and you swear you feel sparks fly. You instantly jump into him, arms wrapping around his neck, taking in his feel, scent, and touch. Fuck this hurts more than you thought it would. But you kept telling yourself it wouldn't be forever, only four years; you could survive that. And you would be home in the summers. It wouldn't be so bad.

Tears threaten to fall as they rim your lashes. "I'll miss you," you sniffle, and your voice cracks.

It breaks Eddie's heart to see you like this. You were his girl, well, not technically, but you had his heart. You had it from the first moment he saw you in ninth-grade science when you were assigned to be his lab partner. From then on, you were as thick as thieves; if only you felt the same way...

"All passengers for flight 739, please make your way to gate 67; you are now boarding." Your heart sinks at the announcement; that was you. No more stalling.

You turn to your parents, giving them another tight hug, then quickly turn to Eddie again. You hug him once more, as tight as you can this time.

"You're squishing me, Peach. Can't. Breath." He jokes, and you look up at him with glossy eyes.

You reach up to your tiptoes, kiss his stubbly cheek and mutter the words he has been waiting to hear for the past four years. "I love you, Eddie."

Eddie was stunned, did he hear you correctly? You don't give him time to answer because you quickly turn without another word, not giving him a chance to speak, and you run. You run to the gate and don't look back.

For most of the flight, your mind was racing. You couldn't help but feel like a coward. Your mind was racing with questions and doubts. What if Eddie misunderstood your words as just platonic love? Or would he understand that you were actually in love with him?

You sat on the plane, staring at the gift box Eddie handed you. It was a small black square box with a red bow. Nothing fancy.

Once you were over international waters, you decided you couldn't wait anymore and opened it up.

As you slowly lift the lid, the tears start to well up in your eyes again. Your heart is pounding as you peer inside the small box and handwritten note and a silver mood ring were nestled inside. You reach in and carefully pick up the note and begin to read.

Dear, Peach

I am going to miss you so much, so here is a small token to remember me by…

Your Teddy.

You sniffle as you pick up the ring and hold it up to the overhead light to get a better look.

You turn it over in your fingers, examining every detail, trying to confirm whether or not this was Eddie's ring. It looks exactly like the one he wore daily, but you can't be sure. You had never seen him without it before? You try to think about if he had it on at the airport.

As you examine the ring, memories of Eddie flood your mind. You remember how he constantly fiddled with it, absentmindedly twisting it around his finger. You remember how he told you it was his mother's ring and how much it meant to him. But now, as you hold it in your hand, you can't believe he did this.

You try to slide it onto your fingers, but it's too loose to stay in place. You don't want to give up on the ring, though. It's too precious to lose. Suddenly, a thought strikes you, and you take off your necklace. You carefully latch the ring onto the chain, ensuring its security. You can keep it close to your heart as you wear it around your neck...

Now, 1991

"Peach?!” You jump and turn; you were startled when browsing the chips section at the Dollar Store. “Holy shit, it is you!"

"Steve?" You smile brightly and embrace him in a hug when you realize who is speaking to you. Not even twenty-four hours back home, and you’re already bumping into old friends. You had forgotten how small Hawkins really was.

"What the hell are you doing here?!" he asked with a bright smile across his face.

"Brian-you remember my brother Brian? He's getting married, had to come back for the wedding." You smile.

"When did you get back?! Have you seen anyone? Oh god, everyone is going to be thrilled." He hugged you again for good measure to make sure it was really you.

"I got back late last night; I'm still jetlagged, so I haven't seen or reached out to anyone yet... I don't think I have anyone's numbers anymore; it's been so long..." You felt so guilty. Your life in Hawkins was worlds away. You had been so busy once you graduated. You hadn't been home in about four years; visiting you was easier for your folks.

"I'll alert the media; I'll be the town crier! Let everyone know Peach is back!"

"Thanks, Stevie," you giggled.

"How long are you in town for?"

"Ummm, that's the thing; I think I am back for good?" Sure, you loved being overseas, but seven years was so long you missed your life back home, your family, your friends, and your visa was running out.

"This is amazing! Oh, we have to all get together to celebrate!"

"How um- how is everyone?"

"Good! Robin and I are roommates, Nancy and Jonathan are still going strong, Dustin, Mike, Lucas and Will, El and Max are off at their different colleges..."

"What, uh-what about Eddie?" You hadn't mutter his name in years. Things fell off like they did with everyone else. You used to write almost every day, but then school, friends, and boyfriends happened, and eventually, the letters stopped altogether.

The two of you never spoke of the "I love you" statement you made at the airport. You tiptoed around it like it didn't happen. Sometimes, you wished you had stayed to hear what he would have said, and other times, you were glad you ran. You took the hint that he didn't feel the same way when he never said anything back in his letters or the few times you called him.

"Oh, Ed's is great! Yeah, he has his own shop downtown; you know how good he was with fixing cars and all that. He got promoted a few months back when Richards decided to retire..." You smile at the thought of Eddie finally owning up to his potential.

"Oh, well, um, that's amazing! I really missed you guys." You sighed, subconsciously playing with the ring attached to the chain around your neck. You hadn't taken it off in the seven years you had been away.

"Well, I better get going, but I'll call you, ok?"

"Yeah, I'm with my folks for now until I find an apartment, so same number,” you smiled.

When you leave Steve, your mind can't help but race with thoughts of seeing Eddie again. Seven years is a really long time; would he still have his long hair? Would he have a girlfriend? Oh god, what if he has a girlfriend? Of course, he would have a girlfriend. He's Eddie. He is the most flirtatious guy out there; there is no way he would be sitting around waiting for you. Not that he would be waiting for you... he never said those three words back.

It's been less than twenty-four hours since you've been back in Hawkins, and yet your thoughts are consumed by memories of him. The sound of his voice echoes in your mind as if you had heard him yesterday... The way he laughed, the way he walked, and the way he used to look at you. His presence has left an everlasting mark on your psyche, and you can't help but wonder what he's doing right now, whether he's thinking about you too, or if you'll ever see him again.

Your stuff was all over the new apartment. You managed to score a place not too far from everyone, and it only took about a week and a half to find, sign and finalize a place to live.

The living room was filled with countless cardboard boxes, each one crammed with different items from your childhood home and England.

As you rummaged through them, your attention was suddenly grasped by a photo album that had been buried deep inside one of the boxes. It took you by surprise - I had completely forgotten about it. As you held it in your hands, you couldn't help but feel a rush of nostalgia and curiosity, wondering what picture-perfect memories were inside.

You grabbed your drink from the side table and crawled on the messy couch covered in old newspapers and bubble wrap. Pictures of you with the gang, in the Wheelers basement, at lovers lake, in the trailer…

Memories of late nights, early morning school pick ups, dnd creation sessions, forcible study sessions that ended up just you two talking for hours on end, Eddie making you fall for him and him you with neither of you were the wiser.

The phone ringing breaks you out of the trance. You scramble up off the couch the photo album falls off your lap and onto the floor as you scurry over to the phone mounted on the wall.

“Hello?” Nice to know the phone company installed it correctly.

“Hey! It’s Steve, how are you?”

“Good, just settling in; my place is a mess,” you giggle.

“Good, good. We are all getting together on Friday; maybe you can take a break from unpacking? We thought it would be nice to meet at my folk's place, old time's sake.” you could hear the smirk in his voice.

“Yeah, that sounds good.” You hesitated. “Is, um, everyone going to be there?”

"Yep! Folks are out of town; we can use the pool to put advantage. Everyone is so excited you're back" emphasis on everyone.

“That’s great, Steve; I’m happy to be home, glad no one hates me," you chuckle uncomfortably. "I was kinda worried since I fell off the face of the earth...”

“Nah, we could never be mad at you.”

“Okay then! I’ll see you guys Friday,” you smile. Oblivious to the fact that none of your friends knew you were in town…

“So Stevie, what’s got you bouncing off the walls?” Robin asked.

It was Friday, and Steve had everyone already over for an hour before your arrival.

They had no idea you were back because Steve wanted to tell everyone simultaneously. So he invited Nancy, Jonathan, and Eddie so he could share the big news.

“Yea, you’re killing us, man,” Jonathan smirked.

“Okay, okay, okay! Everyone sit down.” Steve instructed. “So I was out running some errands, and you’re never going to guess who I ran into!”

“Vicki?” Robin asked.

“Nooo.”

“Chrissy?”

“Nope.”

“Max?”

“Nope, guess again.”

“Lucas?”

Amidst the incessant guessing, Eddie's mind drifted away to a memory of you. He pictured you walking through the front door with that enchanting smile you always had on your face. The sound of your voice was etched in his mind as if he had heard it only yesterday. His heart yearned for you, how you used to take over his whole world and light up his day with your infectious energy and captivating aura.

Just as Eddie is about to get lost in his thoughts of you, the doorbell snaps him back into reality.

“You uh expecting anymore else man?” Eddie asked.

“Yeah, you uh mind grabbing the door for me?” Steve was up to something, and Eddie could sense it. Maybe Dustin was home early?

“Why? Are you busy or something?”

“Yea, 'bout to get the pool ready..” he winks.

With his suspicions, Eddie tentatively stands and reaches the door. Behind him, in the distance, he hears Nancy, “Oh my god, shut up!” He must have shared the mystery person while he was out of war shot… jackass.

With his heart racing, he took the last few steps towards the door. His curiosity was piqued, and he felt a sense of anticipation building up inside him, wondering who could possibly be waiting on the other side. As he jogged, he could hear his own footsteps echoing in the hallway. Finally, he reached for the doorknob, ready to discover the mystery person on the other side.

You rang the doorbell once again… what had been taking so long?

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, hold your horses-” Eddie swung open the door without any hesitation as he was in the middle of his sentence. However, his words trailed off when he saw you standing on the other side.

“Hey, Teddy” you smiled as your heart pounded. It was pumping so hard he could probably see it beating through your chest.

“Oh my god.” Eddie looked like he had seen a ghost. The blood drained from his face. His eyes are wide with shock. Did Steve not tell him? “Oh my god!” You were suddenly knocked off your feet as Eddie's weight collided with yours.

“Hi,” you giggled, wrapping your arms around him.

"Peach?" It took him a second to process. “Holy shit, you’re here!” He spun you around before putting you down.

“Did Steve not tell you?” As you slowly stepped back, your eyes fixed on his face.

His once baby-smooth skin now bore a few fine lines, a testament to the life he had lived. Life was never kind to Eddie, but he held on to hope. His facial hair added a more mature rugged charm to the baby face you once knew. You couldn't help but admire the beauty that was Eddie Munson.

You also couldn’t wipe the stupid grin off your face and Eddie was so thankful because he had never been witness to something so beautiful.

“No! Oh my god! No, he didn’t tell us anything.” He couldn’t let you go; he needed to feel you to convince himself he wasn’t seeing things. You smelled just as he remembered, but also sweeter.

“She’s back?!” You hear Robin's voice coming from far inside the house. That made you giggle, and Eddie heard angels singing.

The loud sound of footsteps fills your ears, and you see Robin running towards the door. She bulldozes her way past Eddie and engulfs you in a suffocating hug.

“How long are you here?!” She squealed.

“For good!” You smile as you see Nancy and Jonathan run out after Robin.

“What?! You’re back forever?!” Nancy came running out the door

“Yes, forever!” You smile, glancing over at Eddie.

Eddie needed to process everything and stepped back so everyone else could say their long-awaited hellos.

He missed you so badly; of course, he tried to move on, but nothing was the same. Feeling overwhelmed by the avalanche of information he had just received, Eddie needed a moment to gather his thoughts. With a smile, he excused himself from the room and went through the house to the backyard.

The warm afternoon breeze hit his face as he leaned against the deck railing. Taking a deep breath of the fresh air. He reached into his pocket for his pack of cigarettes, and with a flick of his lighter, he lit one up. As he took a long first drag, he closed his eyes and let his mind wander, hoping to find clarity amid the chaos because you were back.

He hadn’t been out there for two minutes, barely making a dent in the cigarette, when he heard the sliding glass door open and close behind him.

“Hey, you okay, man?” It was Steve.

“Yeah, yeah, just in shock, I guess...” He took a long drag of the cigarette and blew the puffs of smoke in the other direction, away from Steve's face.

“She looks good, huh?.” Steve smirked as he also leaned back against the railing next to Eddie.

"Yeah, uh yea really good" He tried releasing his tense shoulders, but it was of no use.

"I didn't see a ring on her finger… but I did see one around her neck… looked familiar too.”

"What?” Eddie’s head snapped up.

“See for yourself.”

You were now in the kitchen, facing him through the window. Clear as day your exposed chest dawned his ring.

What did this mean?

"Looks like now's your chance." Steve clapped his back.

"It's been so long… things are- I don't know, things just won't be the same. Too much time has passed."

"That's why I say seize the day!"

"Don't Carpe Diem me," Eddie scoffed.

"Well, you better because there is no way I’m going to let someone else swoop in and snatch her up because you’re too dumb to say you love her back." In a swift motion, Steve reached out and plucked the cigarette from Eddie's lips, brought it up to his own mouth, took a long drag, and savoured the taste of the smoke. As he exhaled, he brought the cigarette back down and carefully stubbed it in the ashtray, snuffing out every last bit of ember. The two friends sat silently for a moment, lost in their thoughts.

"Don’t fuck this up again,” he smirked before slipping back inside with the others.

Your gaze automatically finds Eddie as you make your way out the door and into the yard, it was a pool party after all. You even bought a new swimsuit for the occasion because you wanted to make an impression on Eddie. He hadn't seen you since you were no more than a few weeks older than eighteen, when you were still awkward and pimply. Now at twenty-five, you’ve come into your body, and you looked fucking good.

You knew that your body had changed considerably since you were a teenager, and you wanted to look your best.

So when you went shopping you settled on a navy blue option with little white anchors, cute without trying too hard, or so you hoped. It accentuated all of your best assets.

Confidently, you let the shawl slip down your shoulders. Eddie felt like you were moving slowly as he watched you bend over to remove your jean shorts.

If Eddie didn't know any better, he'd think you were doing it intentionally. His hands were getting sweaty, and he needed to tighten his grip on the beer bottle so it wouldn't slip. You made him nervous; you were beautiful, elegant, and not to mention sexy, even more so than he remembered.

As you reach out to grab the drink from Robin's hand, you can sense Eddie's intense gaze fixed on you. Robin, who seems oblivious to the brewing tension, turns around and walks towards the pool chairs where Eddie, Steve, Jonathan and Nancy are lounging. You watch as Robin joins the trio, leaving you standing alone, wondering what Eddie's piercing stare could possibly mean. With a deep breath, you take a swig and join your group of friends.

Like a flip of a switch, Eddie's face softens when he sees you coming towards them. He takes in your body the closer you get. As soon as he caught a glimpse of you, his heart began to race uncontrollably. He couldn't believe how stunning you looked, and his eyes were immediately drawn to his ring that adorned your necklace.

You watched as Eddie gazed at you with admiration. It was like he was noticing every detail about you. Memorizing you - the way your hair cascaded over your shoulders, the sparkle in your eyes, the curve of your lips as you smiled. Eddie always knew how to make you feel special, even with just a look.

"Here, you can take mine." Eddie gets up. Alwasy the gentalman.

"No, it's okay. They are big enough we can share." You smile as you lay out your towel to sit at the end of the long white chair.

Conversations about everyone and how they have been lasted about an hour before you decided it was way too hot to not take advantage of the pool. While living in England, you have had to endure the cool and damp weather. It's such a contrast to the hot and humid summers that you grew up with in Hawkins. The scorching heat can sometimes get unbearable, yet a refreshing change from the gloomy weather back in England.

"I'm going in if anyone wants to join me." You set down your sweaty glass and walk over to the pool. Nancy and Robin follow closely behind before you glance back at the boys.

“Hey, come in with us.” You offer with a smile.

You hear a splash from the pool and see the two other girls' heads bobbing up from under the water.

Steve and Jon nod their head while Eddie shakes his no.

“You sure?” You offer once more, raising your brow.

Once again, Eddie shakes his head no before the other two boys grab him by the arms and drag him to the water's edge.

You giggle before taking a graceful dive in to join your girlfriends. The three of you tread water as you watch the boys struggle from land.

"Hey! Come on, I still have my shirt on!" Eddie protested.

"Take it off!" Robin yelled, pulling another giggle from you.

"Oh you think seeing me shirtless is funny, Peach?" He quipped. He was kidding, of course, but you couldn't help to fight off the blood rushing to your cheeks.

Too flustered to reply, you don't say anything; however, the boys save you by throwing Eddie in the pool. You flinch away from the splash of water that gets in your eyes and wait for Eddie to come back up for air. You stare at the spot that he was thrown in, but he doesn't come back up.

"Eddie?" you ask, feeling a bit worried. However, as you are standing in the water, a feeling of terror fear overtakes you as something grabs your waist from below the surface and pulls you backwards. You let out a small scream, but quickly cover your mouth as you feel strong arms wrap around you, holding you close to their chest.

"Teddy, you idiot!" You play scream but also can't hold back your laughter as Eddie pops back up for air, trying to swim off with you in toe.

"What? I'm saving you from sharks." He shrugs like he is doing the most obvious thing in the world.

"God, you haven't changed a bit, have you?" You gaze into his eyes as he pinned you against the pool wall. You can’t help but take in his beauty.

"What is that a bad thing?" He cocks his head.

"N-not at all," Your breath hitches.

For a fleeting moment, you lose the sense of your surroundings. You forget about group's presence that is intently observing your and Eddie's every move. It's as if you are in a bubble, separate from the rest of the world. Your attention is drawn to the black t-shirt that now clings tightly to his wet body, accentuating every contour of his muscles in a way you hadn't noticed before. During your high school days, you remembered him as a lanky teenager.

Now, you noticed he had put on a lot of muscle mass. His chest was broad and well-defined, his biceps looked like they were about to burst out of his shirt, and his forearms were thick and veiny.

You couldn't help but feel a slight tingle through your core as the thought of running your hands over his muscular chest crossed your mind…

"I like what you did with the ring." He flicked your necklace with his index finger, his touch sending shivers down your spine.

"Oh yeah, I, uh, it didn't fit, so... Had to keep it safe, you know." You chuckled awkwardly. "Never took it off."

"Never?" He was shocked.

"Never," You whispered back.

"Your boyfriend okay with having another man's ring around your neck, Sweetheart?"

"I-I-uh- no, no boyfriend." God, why was it like you had forgotten how to speak.

"Noted." You can't help but want to kiss the stupid gin off of his face.

You reminisced about the countless hours you had spent lost in your own thoughts, daydreaming about kissing his lips. Maybe, just maybe, a new beginning would allow Eddie to finally see you in the same light that you had always seen him. Little did you know Eddie also daydreamed about your lips. Especially the memory of watching you say those three words in the airport. It plagued his dreams day and night. He should have said them back, but he was too shocked to react, and before he knew what was happening, you were boarding the airplane to take you far far away from him.

"Okay, love birds, enough of this. We are playing macro polo!" Robin announced, popping the bubble that was you and Eddie.

You were suddenly embarrassed by your behaviour in front of your other friends. You were there to see everyone, not just Eddie, but you can’t help yourself, you have missed him so badly, sometimes you felt like your chest was in physical pain from how much your longed for him.

He still was the last person you thought about before going to bed many nights. Even the times when you had a boyfriend…That’s why none of your relationships worked, because he was right. You wore another man’s ring on your neck and refused to take it off no matter your relationship status. You were forever his, even if you technically never were, but your heart belongs to him.

The rest of the day was filled with laughter and catching up on old times. You tried your best to divide your attention to everyone but somehow you and Eddie were drawn to one another. He needed to be sitting next to you, to touch you whenever he could. To convince himself that you were in fact real and not going anywhere.

To Eddie you were the one that got away. The endless nights he stayed up thinking about you, the day you left, the days and nights spent, platonically, wishing he had just made a move… but maybe that would have made your move all that harder?

The ring was a spur of the moment decision that he was glad he made. He always caught you looking at it. He loved that you loved it and that you would have a piece of him while you were gone. He knew you would protect it and cherish it because he knew how much you knew it meant to him. It was one of the last things that he had left of his mother, and he felt that it symbolizes how much you meant to him…

Saying goodbye to every wasn’t half as painful as the last time you had to do it because it really wasn’t ‘goodbye’ but ‘see you later’.

Eddie offered to walk you to your car, before you left. He wanted to speak with you alone.

“It was really good seeing you” you lean against the door of your car.

“Yeah it really was… Um, hey… look can we talk?”

“Of course, what’s up?”

“I just need to know, why?”

“You gotta be more specific there Teds” you giggle.

“You tell me you love me then run away to England for almost a decade!.”

“Oh.”

How was it that this conversation was happening now, in Steve’s parents driveway? Things were fine a minute ago back in the house?

“How was I supposed to process that? What was I suppose to do with that information? Tell me Sweetheart because let me tell you it really fucked with my head.”

“Teddy I’m sorry, I was so young and scared but I had to let you know… I couldn’t stand the thought of you not knowing.”

“You didn’t even give me the change to say it back…”

“What?”

“ I said you-”

“I know what you said Eddie but you had plenty of chances! We wrote every week and we phone once a month what about them!”

“I can’t do this again…”

“Wh-what?” Your words betrayed you as your voice wobbled.

“It’s good to see you, but I don’t think I can go through all of this again.” Eddie couldn’t stop the words. He didn’t know why he was saying these things? This was not how this was suppose to go. But he was so mad you left him and he never got closure.

“Go through all of what?”

“You left. You left me here in Hawkins while you went out and became someone! I was held back two years, a fucking super senior as you were out in the world without me.”

“Oh I see. So this is my fault?” Now you were pissed. How dare he pin his mistakes on you.

“Forget it.”

You didn’t know what to do. You and Eddie never fought before? Now he’s a perfect stranger and yelling at you because you had left him. But he knew you were to leave eventually. How could he expect you to not go to your dream school? Why did he give you his ring?

“Well if that is how you feel.” You reach up to unlatch the chain from your neck and let go of the thing that had been attached to you for the past seven years.

Without a word you hand it to Eddie, and get in your car and drove home.

You cried the whole way home. It was a miracle you were able to see through the burning tears that stained your cheeks. Fitting that it should start to thunderstorm the second you get out of the car; at least it will hide your tears from your nosey neighbours.

As you stepped inside your apartment, the weight of the day's events pressed heavily on your mind. You reached for the nearest bottle and poured yourself a glass, savoring its amber color and the warmth it brought to your throat. The first glass went down quickly, followed by another and then another, each one helping to ease the pain of disappointment and frustration.

After a few hours of wallowing in self-pity and letting the alcohol work its magic, you finally gathered the courage to walk over to the phone. You braved the hallow ringing as it seemed to go on forever.

There's a fat chance he will answer, but you had to get this off your chest. You still love him.

"Hey, sorry I missed your call, just leave a message after the" beeeeep

"Hey, yeah, it's me... Peach. Just been thinking about everything tonight…And I don't know,” you sniffle. “I just miss you so much. I thought about you all the time… did you think about me? -shit- I’m a little drunk I uh…just ignore that last part. Give me a call back if you can?"

Shit, this was so stupid... could you sound any more desperate? “Did you think about me?” God, you wanted to crawl into a hole and die. He’s already shot you down twice, but at this point, you would rather be hurt than feel nothing at all. He has found a permanent home within your heart, and the eviction notice has been shredded and burned.

After you hung up the phone, you went straight to bed. You did nothing but toss and turn for two hours. Thinking about Eddie and the words he spoke. You had to do something; you regretted giving him the ring back. Your neck felt bare without it like a part of you was missing.

As the rolling thunderstorm rumbled in the background, you heard a knock on the front door. At first, you were sure it was just the storm playing tricks on your mind. But then, you hear it again - three distinctive knocks that make you freeze in place. You couldn't help but wonder who could be knocking at your door at this hour and in the middle of a storm? Your mind raced with thoughts of potential intruders, lost travellers seeking shelter, or even a neighbour in need of assistance. With a sense of caution, you waited another minute, hoping to hear something that would help me identify the person on the other side of the door.

Again, three more knocks.

You let out a string of curses under your breath as you nervously glance towards the door, wondering who could be knocking at this ungodly hour. The darkness of the night envelopes you completely, with no one else around to offer you any comfort or protection. So you flick on the hallway light for some semblance of comfort.

The howling wind outside only adds to your anxiety as it whips through the trees with a mournful wail. The rain pelts against the ground with a relentless force, creating a deafening crescendo that echoes through the stillness of the night. You feel as though you're trapped in the middle of a horror story or some twisted nightmare.

“Peach, it’s me!” You hear a deep voice coming from the other side of the door as you slowly approach it. You peer through the peephole to double-check, but as soon as you see who is on the other side, you wrench the door open so fast that you almost take it off its hinges.

“Eddie?” You look at him with swollen eyes. "It's one in the morning."

"Quarter after, actually." His heart sank a little when you called him by his actual name.

"Okay?”

"You cheated me out of the chance to say it to your face! That's the least you and I, for that matter, deserved!" Eddie barged his way past you and into your home, not caring that he was leaving a puddle from the relentless downpour. He was drenched from the tips of his hair to the soles of his shoes. "You didn't even let me say it back!"

“You loved me?” The realization of his words sunk in.

“Not loved, sweetheart.”

“Oh,” the disappointment was evident on your face. Eddie could always read you like a book.

“Love, present tense.”

Your heart rate at this point should have been concerning. After all this time?

"and to answer your question, I thought about your every goddamn minute of every goddamn day."

"Please, I didn't mean any of that stuff I said back at Steve's. I don't know what came over me; I'm an idiot, forgive me? I take it all back!"

"You love me?"

"Yes, oh god, yes, I have since the ninth grade and never stopped!" Eddie's heart pounded in his chest as he awaited your reply. Maybe this was stupid? Perhaps he fucked up so badly that it was irreversible. Never did he ever think you would give him the ring back. He knew he fucked up the second you placed it in his hand, but he was too hard-headed to apologize.

When you exited the driveway, he immediately snapped out of his foolishness and started chasing you down the street. No way he was losing you again because of past hurt feelings and pure stupidity on his end. He can't believe he was about to let you walk away from him. Again.

"Please say something?" Eddie pleaded, stepping closer to you.

"I don't know what to say, Eddie? You've been sending me mixed signals all day."

"What is it you need? Space? Time?"

"No."

"Then what?"

"You!"

"Me?"

"I just need you now." With a surge of courage, you stepped forward and closed the distance between you and Eddie.

Heart racing, you leaned in and pressed your lips against his, feeling the cold, wet rain residue and softness of his mouth against yours. It was a moment of pure bliss, leaving you breathless.

After years and years of imagining, dreaming, and picturing, this moment finally came to fruition. Some may say it was a manifestation; others might say it was destiny.

An overwhelming heat bloomed from your core and spread throughout your whole body as Eddie’s strong hands explored your exposed skin. Your burning need to overpower the feeling of the coldness of Eddie’s wet, damp clothing. You had been wearing an oversized shirt and underwear when you opened the door, but that only aided him.

His hands trailed up from your hips and slid under your shirt so he could hold you by your waist. As he tasted you, he pressed his body further into you, pushing you back further down the hall towards the bedroom.

"You have me." He pulled away breathlessly as he took you in. Your once dry white shirt was now damp and translucent, sticking to your body. Eddie couldn't help but groan at the sight of your peaked nipples trying to pierce their way through the thin material blocking you from him.

You could feel the pool of arousal collecting in your panties. Never had you been so turned on in your life than in this moment.

“I have you.” You mumble before taking his lips once again. You let his tongue part your lips as he explored your mouth. You tasted like mint toothpaste and a hint of whiskey.

"Baby, I need you now." He moans.

Baby. A plume of butterflies erupted deep within you at the name. There was no going back now; you and Eddie were destined to be together like it was written in the cosmos.

Despite the tension between you two, somehow, you managed to break apart just enough to lead him to the bedroom. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation as you both stood there, breathing heavily, staring into each other's eyes.

"You're perfect," Eddie whispered as he backed you up onto the bed that stood in the middle of the room.

You willingly fell back onto the soft sheets below as his lips met yours. Needy hands pulled at the fabric that separated you.

Lightning lit up the room as your silhouettes danced on the walls. Eddie, atop your body, melted into your plush bed as you both stripped fully.

“Please, Eddie,” you whined as he was taking too slow; the wet fabric clung to his clammy skin. He needed warming up, but you knew just the cure. “I’ve waited for so long.”

“Me too, Sweetheart.”

Having been confined for what seemed like an eternity, he was finally able to break free from the shackles of his own clothes that had become a wet and cold prison for him.

You are both now fully naked in your room. You take in the sight of the man before you and what a man he is. Drinking in every last detail your eyes could see in the dim light. He had more tattoos than when you had left, and you were right about his body being more filled out than you remembered. And his cock, so beautiful you could almost cry at how perfect it was.

“God you’re beautiful.” Eddie whispers as he did the same thing.

"So are you." You reach up to take his rough cheek in your palm, gently pulling him down towards you. You sigh into the kiss as you feel Eddie’s weight fall on you.

You can’t help but grind your hips up into his throbbing cock. It’s rock hard as it rests on your soft middle.

Eddie reaches between your two connected bodies and finds your wet pussy with his fingers. A feral moan leaves your lips, and his calloused fingers brush against your swollen, sensitive clit.

The lewd sounds of lips smacking and Eddie playing with your wet pussy fills the room with the pounding of the storm in the background.

“Please, Eddie, I can’t wait. I just need you now.”

“You sure?”

“Yes, please I need your cock so bad.” You begged. There was no time for foreplay; you’ve waited long enough for this moment.

Eddie couldn’t believe this was happening to him.

“I don’t-I didn’t- shut I don’t have-”

“I’m on birth control,” you blurt out.

“You sure?”

“Please, Eddie, I need to feel you… to fill me. All of you.” You craned your neck to reach up and kiss the side of his. You marked him, leaving a significant bite mark that would let everyone know he’s taken. He is yours. Always has been.

“Shit, okay,” he moans as your mouth explores his throat. Eddie would do anything you asked of him at this point.

Eddie slowly guides through your folds, collecting your slick on his shaft, and glides into your pussy.

God, you felt amazing, so wet, so warm, so tight. His perfect girl.

“Oh my god,” you arch up into him so you could feel every inch of him.

“You look so pretty like this.” he mewled as he slowly ground his cock into your needy pussy.

“Fuck fuck fuck” Eddie rambled as he hit the hilt. He slowly dragged his cock back and rocked gently back into you like he didn’t want you to break.

You captured his lips on yours once again, muffling your throaty moans.

Eddie was tender; Eddie was sweet. He wanted to make sure you knew he wasn’t just fucking you; he was making love to you.

God, he loved you, even though all those years separated you. He still loved you.

“Eddie, feels so good!” Your mind was captivated by him. Everything in this moment was eternally Eddie.

Eddie’s hips never stopped, they sped up only a little to gain momentum as the sticky heat between you only grew more are more delicious.

“You feel that baby?”

“Oh god, yes.” You hook your ankles around Eddie's back, pulling him in deeper. His cock hit your g spot with each grind and roll of his hips.

His hands find yours, and he laces his fingers between your own, bringing your hands above your head.

“You make me feel so good; oh god, your pussy is taking me so well, fuckin’ made for me.”

“Mmmmhmmmm,” you agree, “made to be with you,” you moan.

“Yea, baby, you think we were made for each other?”

“Yes,” you answered, too fucked out to be self-conscious about what you were saying.

Your orgasm was quickly building and building as Eddie’s hips continued to grind into yours.

“I love you,” you let slip as Eddie continues to make you feel like you’re floating.

You’ve died and reached heaven. You swore nothing could make you feel better. But you were mistaken; Eddie proved you wrong with the next words that were uttered out of his mouth.

"I love you." He sealed his declaration of love with an emotional kiss.

Your head spun with his words. Did he really just say that? Are you really here? The reality of where you are hits you hard as your orgasm rips through you. You were in bed with Eddie, your Eddie. Eddie, who makes you feel safe and loved and important and worshiped.

“Oh my god, oh my god!”

“Shit-fuck” your cunt clamped down on Eddie so tightly as he tried to hold on a little longer, savouring the moment, trying to hold out as long as possible.

“Where do you want it?” He breathlessly asked.

Still making love to you for as long as he could hold off until you told him you loved him again over and over, totally overcome by the serotonin washing your brain, you don’t even know you’re speaking.

“Inside,” you look up into Eddie’s eyes, and he cums immediately. He swore he never heard more beautiful words.

Eddie slowly pumped himself inside of you as he rode out his orgasm, and you kissed every inch of his face.

“I’m never letting you go.” He sighs as he collapses his body weight on top of yours.

“Good, because I’m never going anywhere without you again.” You incase him in a bear hug as your legs and arms wrap around his body one more.

“I love you, Peach.”

“I love you more, Teddy.”

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bonefall · 9 months

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Better Bones AU Masterpost

Last Update: 8/23/23, Version 1.0

"What is the Better Bones AU?"

I'm so glad you asked, convenient question-speaker!

Better Bones (BB) is a full-series rewrite project that seeks to have a more conclusive stance on anti-authoritarianism, revamp the bonds and beliefs of individual characters to make more interesting drama and politics, and overhaul the progression of morality and history throughout the timeline to make the society of the Clans into a living, changing culture.

To do that, we've got 5 goals;

Fix the tangled family tree and give it clearer rules, expanding on kinship between cats while not neglecting friendships

Make the environment accurate to northwestern England, including education on how different biomes are managed and lists of local flora and fauna, to understand how environment has impacted Clan culture.

Build out technology by giving the Clans tool use and food preparation, additional traditions and customs, their own language, and medicinal treatment guides from sniffles up to HRT.

Change the themes of canon by addressing its problematic elements, giving the cats consistent politics and making the narrative conclusively anti-authoritarian.

Be cool as fuck, with wilder deaths, more clanborn villains, bloodier battles, and even MORE complicated innerClan drama

BB is told in notes and outlines, with the "end point" being a full skeleton for the entire series complete with chapter-by-chapter notes, which anyone would be able to write out fully, just as if they were a ghostwriter being handed a draft.

This project is open-source. I encourage you to take any inspiration from this AU that you'd like, or use the Clan culture expansions for your own projects. They don't HAVE to be warriors-related, we have a few folks who like to apply parts of this project to Rainworld! Go bananas.

I only ask that you don't steal any drawn art (as seen in the fanart, character summaries, and culture expansions) to pass it off as your own. Please respect the contributions of these artists.

"Boy howdy! Where do I start?"

WOWZERS another perfectly timed question I'm proud of you

HISTORY LESSON. This is a "brief" summary of the ENTIRE history of BB, breaking down each block of history into Periods, divided into Eras. It sprawls from the founding to the most recently completed arc. NOTE: BB does not cover arcs until they are complete. ASC has not been completed at the time of this post.

Character Summaries Every character gets a redesign and a summary, covering who they are, their role in the story, and their connections to everyone around them. NOTE: You are encouraged to put your own spin on the designs if you'd like! I do not design with genetic accuracy or MAP-friendliness in mind, so you have my blessing to alter them or request a modification for an animation.

Clan Culture Expansions Crafts, Herb Guides, the flora and fauna they encounter on a regular basis, and the Clanmew conlanguage is all in here.

Family Tree Overhauls This is almost done i swear

Fragment Bin This is where I'm going to eventually be putting everything still "WIP" material. I call these "fragments" because the full story isn't planned yet, but I talk about the little 'pieces' that I want to shuffle around. If you're new around here, basically I just sorta babble about a wishlist and then work through it with ask/reply suggestions.

FAQ I'll need this too at some point im sure

#better bones au #clan culture #Better bones au masterpost #hOKAY that should be fine as a master-masterpost for now and i can make the Fragment Bin without being worried it's too messy #ADHD is like living with a bridge troll in your mind who makes dumb rules and your whole life becomes a game to outsmart it

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kiiwiigii · 9 months

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The Red-Eyed Boy - Outtake

pt. One | Two | Three

Alec x Fem!Reader

Summary: Wedding preparation shenanigans.

Warnings:

None

Word Count: 517

A/N: For those who enjoy the banter between the characters in my stories. This was originally supposed to be in part iii, but I took it out. Would have explained how the sash ended up in the readers bag though... *whistles innocently*

"I swear to God, if I get stuck with a pin-"

"Calm down, Y/N." Rosalie snapped at me. "You think I would purposely stick you?"

"Purposely? No. Well, maybe. It is you we're talking about here."

"I'm a vampire-"

"Of which I am well aware, Rosie."

"Did you just-"

We went on for a few more minutes while Emmet and Jasper watched in amusement, eyes going back and forth as if watching a particularly intense tennis match. Rosalie was, surprisingly, humoring me. I was having a harder day than usual, and I'm sure everyone was picking up on it.

"Stop biting your nails." Rosalie said softly, taking my hand away from my mouth. "You might draw blood and I don't think that'd be a great idea in a house full of vampires, do you?"

"Sorry. I wasn't thinking. Thank you, Rosie."

Her soft look turned into a glare.

"Careful short stack." Emmet grinned. "Keep it up and Rose may just feed you to a mountain lion and then eat it."

I couldn't help myself, I started laughing loudly, to the point that I eventually had to hold my sides because they hurt. I laughed even harder when I watched Jasper hand over a wad of cash to Emmet, mumbling something about finding Edward.

"You guys took bets? You- You guys are horrible."

I felt like I couldn't breathe for a minute.

I finally began to calm down as Alice entered the room with a strip of cloth, holding it up to my dress and tying it around my waist. She suddenly paused mid-task, a glazed-over look in her eyes. A vision? She finally blinked it away with a smile.

"Are we all done?" She asked before spinning her pointer finger in a circle. "Turn, Y/N. Let me see."

I did so obediently, and she nodded her head in approval.

"Much better. Alright, let's get this off and you're free to go."

I raised my eyebrows and eyed her suspiciously. "Just like that. I'm allowed to go home?"

"Hm? Oh, yes." She shooed Emmet off distractedly, untying the sash and helping me remove the gown without sticking myself.

Rosalie took it from her and then began to help me slip my sundress back on.

"Is everything ok?" I asked her quietly. "Was it a good vision?"

"Most definitely. Everything will go off without a hitch."

I smiled despite my disappointment. Still no Alec.

"Wait." She paused again. "Bella's staying here tonight. Isn't Charlie going out for a boy's night? Will you be okay by yourself?"

"Of course, I'll be fine. I plan on binging the Jurassic Park movies and stuffing my face full of popcorn."

And pretending that Alec and I weren't fighting. Or whatever you would call this.

"Don't forget your bag, Y/N." Alice handed me my messenger bag. I went to open it to double-check that everything was in there before Alice's hand stopped me. "No worries, I've already made sure that everything's in there."

I eyed her suspiciously, but in the end, I was too tired to bother. I really just wanted to get home.

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stratossphere · 1 year

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birthday girl pt. 2 | v.v

now it’s ville’s turn (pt. 1 here!)

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, daddy kink, slight overstimulation, oral (f. receiving)

word count: 4.7k

a/n: hope that part 2 lives up to standard :) now that i finished this, i swear to god i’m going to start working on all the messages i have in my inbox!

tags: @asskickedbygirl @lieutenant-cinnamon-roll @kissofdawn666 @brandons-wife @valos-venus-doom @ghoulishguns @4377666

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When you both relaxed to take a break in bed, a half an hour turned into a full hour and then some when Ville immediately started 'resting his eyes' after that, but you didn't mind. You’d more than expected him to do so, and it actually gave you some time to drink some champagne without the bottomless pit sleeping against you turning it into a drinking competition.

However, eventually he did stir, and as soon as he noticed the bottle of champagne sitting between your legs and the glass in your hand, he was suddenly out of bed. You watched him get up and stretch his arms high over his head with muted amusement.

"How're you feeling?" The robe was loose enough at his chest to where you could see the now-dark red marks that spanned his neck and chest, and you could only imagine how he was going to react to the sight when he eventually saw himself in the mirror. He reached out and grabbed the champagne bottle from between your legs, taking a long swig once he had it in his hand.

"Horny." He replied with a full mouth as soon as he was done (once again) hogging the bottle. You sat up onto your knees and snatched it back from him, pointing to his glass on his nightstand with an unimpressed look.

"Have some class for my birthday." You requested sourly, holding the bottle away when he tried to make multiple grabs for it before he caved and grabbed his glass for you to fill.

"I'm being as classy as I can. I have clothes on." He defended himself, as if that was an insurmountable task that he'd accomplished. You snorted at that, leaning in to give him a kiss with your hand resting on his side as he fished the bottle out of your other hand.

"That doesn't count. You're wearing a robe." You pointed out, reaching up to smooth his hair down where it was sticking up all over the place. He kissed you back, shifting his glass to the hand that was holding the bottle so that he could cup the back of your head and deepen said kiss.

"I think you should go get into the other one. I want to unwrap something, too." He suggested coyly, trying to entice you with the idea as his lips dipped to kiss softly at your neck. You smiled as you continued to smooth down his hair before he pulled away and motioned to where the other robe was hanging on the door. "Put that on and I'll give you a birthday massage."

That was a trick, because Ville's massages were never really massages, but you slid off the bed and danced your happy ass right over to grab the robe anyway. You dipped into the bathroom to keep the surprise while you listened to him drop down on the bed to undoubtedly finish off the bottle of champagne, stripping down completely before slipping the robe on and tying it tight around you because you knew the first thing he was going to do was try to 'subtly' pull it loose.

"Alright. Happy?" You teased as you came back out of the bathroom, holding your arms open to show off the robe that was a bit too big for you before twirling around so that he could see the whole thing. He was in fact sitting in bed drinking the last of the champagne bottle (from a glass, thankfully), but he set the glass down as soon as he saw you.

"Fucking ecstatic. Lie down." He motioned to the bed next to himself, and you rolled your eyes as you came around the side to do exactly that, only to be stopped by his hand on your shoulder when you tried to drop down onto your stomach. He had a sly grin on his face as he shook his head. "On your back."

"Ville, do you know how a massage works?" You asked dryly, crossing your arms where he was still keeping you from lying down. He nodded and pushed you to lie down on your back like he'd requested, sitting up as he did so.

"This is a birthday massage. It's different." He insisted, watching you move to lie in the middle of the bed just as he stood up with poorly-concealed hunger in his eyes. "It's a gift. Shut up and accept it."

This fucking man.

"Oh, thank you, my darling love of my life. You're always such a sweetheart." You replied sarcastically, relaxing in the indent Ville had created in the sheets and watching him kneel at your feet at the end of the bed before he brought said feet into his lap.

"Thank you, darling. I know." He confirmed, starting to press his thumbs into the arch of your foot and letting his eyes fall glued to the hem of the robe where it had raised due to your elevated leg. "Have I ever told you how glad I am that your mama pushed you out?"

"Oh yeah? Why's that?" You asked just for the sake of hearing him talk, letting out a soft pleasured sigh because even though it wouldn't last long, he really did give good foot massages. He lifted your leg considerably further then, beginning to press kisses to your ankle and, in turn, basically giving up his massage ruse.

"There is not a single thing on this earth that I love the way I love you. She gave me the gift of the air I need to breathe." As he spoke those incredibly heartstring-pulling words, he nipped gently at your calf, eyes holding yours as he kissed and bit at your skin. You grinned hard, unable to stop yourself as you reveled in his sweet compliments.

"Give me a kiss." You requested, holding your arms out to him and losing all care for what he did as long as you had him in your arms. You could tell he was pleased with how fast you'd abandoned the massage idea, and he immediately stretched to lay out over you, holding himself up on his elbows as he pressed a soft kiss to your lips.

"It feels unfair for me to get anything from you today after all you already give me." He mumbled, kissing you again as you wrapped your legs loosely around his hips. You blew out a scoff, pushing a hand past his half-open robe to rest on his warm chest.

"Don't think like that. It's not a competition." You reassured him, barely able to get your sentence out as he continued to interrupt you with sloppier and sloppier kisses to your lips. "Now stop moping and unwrap your present."

He looked borderline giddy to do so, and he regrettably pulled out of your arms before scooting back so that he could take you in completely with his hands resting gently on your spread legs just under the hem of the robe.

"You're so beautiful." He crooned as his fingers found the tie of your robe, nimbly undoing it before he was slowly peeling it open with his lips parted. Once he had it fully open, he ran his hands up your legs, pushing them open and then moving further upwards. He then began to massage your hips, eyes finding yours as you grinned.

"Oh. So this is just a massage?" You asked innocently, rubbing your feet up his thighs as his hands moved up to massage your ribs. He bit at his lip as his hands moved up even further to palm your tits, still massaging as his eyes stayed glued to where your legs were spread.

"If a massage makes you that wet, then sure." He said coyly, his thumbs circling your nipples slowly and pulling a soft moan out of you in the process.

"Ville." You whined, impatience and arousal swimming in your brain as his hands continued to massage your tits. His robe was still on, and you wanted nothing more than to peel it off of him like he had done with yours. He smirked.

"What, my love?" He acted like he didn't know what he was doing, his hands moving away from your tits and then back to your hips again. You visibly begged him with your eyes when he finally looked back up from your pussy, arching your back slightly into his touch.

"Fuck me. You're not allowed to tease." You reminded him as you slipped your arms out of the robe before opening them to him. He rolled his eyes, shushing you softly before he was untying his robe again and pushing it off his shoulders to let it fall off the end of the bed. You licked your lips at the sight of his cock where it had grown hard once again, legs wrapping a little tighter around him as he moved to drape himself over you.

"You want my cock, sweetheart? Is that why you're whining so much?" He cooed, slipping a hand between you before his fingers found your clit and began to rub slowly in circles.

"It's my birthday." You pouted, whining on purpose so that he'd hurry up and fuck you. He chuckled as your hands moved to hold his face, his lips dipping down to press to your forehead with his hair tickling your face.

"Well then I'd be evil not to fuck the birthday girl, wouldn't I?" He then gave you a soft kiss, his fingers on your clit pulling a soft moan out of you as he pulled back just far enough to look into your eyes. "What do you want, darling? I'll give you anything you ask for."

A dangerous game to play, but you were going to accept his offer in your own way regardless of whether he liked it or not.

"...can I call you daddy?" You gave him your most convincing smile then, because you knew that was a request that hardly ever got indulged, and as soon as his fingers stilled on your clit out of exasperated surprise, you shot to defend yourself. "Please! Just this once! You said anything, and I won't ask you again!"

"I could eat your pussy until you can't take it any more and fuck you until you can't speak, but that's what you want, of all things." Ville looked less than impressed, but he thankfully resumed circling his fingertips over your clit as he looked at you incredulously. "Seriously?"

"Please. I'll love you forever." You cooed, running your fingers through his hair where your hands had still been holding his face. He snorted, dipping down to press a kiss to your lips before he withdrew his hand.

"Fine. And you'd still love me forever even if I made you call me master of all." He muttered, failing to avoid your kisses all over his face. As he spoke, you were already a step ahead of him, and you reached between the both of you to slowly stroke his cock, having no more patience for waiting after being subjected to the deliciously erotic sight of him falling apart under your touch for so long. He let out a low groan, the way his hips jerked telling you that he might've still been at least a little sensitive. "Flip the fuck over. Now."

Once again, best birthday present ever.

You happily obliged his request, letting him sit up off you before you flipped over. You had been intending to arch down with your ass in the air for him, but his hand instead pressed you flat into the mattress by your lower back, leaving you pressed flush down on your stomach with him straddling your legs. You could feel the slick tip of his cock against your ass, and you grinned happily against the pillow.

"Fuck, I want your cock in me so bad, daddy." You whimpered, heart racing in your chest as he ran his hands from your ass all the way up your back with his thumbs pressing into your muscles. Yeah. Totally a massage.

"Then be a good girl and shut up." His hands then slipped down to peel your thighs apart just slightly, and then he was pushing deep inside of you without further warning. You inhaled sharply at the stretch of him in you as he gave you a second to adjust, your whole body shivering. "What's got your pretty pussy this wet, hm?"

"You." Just as you spoke, he started to roll his hips, and your breath caught completely in your throat at the deep stretch of his cock pulling out of you before pushing even further in again as his thrusts smoothed out. He tutted.

"Try that again." He said coyly, a gentle groan falling from his lips as his hands moved to grip your ass tightly. You spluttered, having a hard time forming words as his hips began to quicken considerably. He was clearly taking 'fuck me hard' very seriously, and you could tell you were fucking in for it.

"You, daddy. Feels so fucking good." You gasped after a moment of trying to find your voice, gripping at the white comforter where your arms were crossed underneath your head. Your head was spinning with adoration over this whole moment just as it had been when you'd been sitting in Ville's lap with him begging and whimpering underneath you, but it was worse now as he fucked you mercilessly from behind. You already felt like you were seeing stars, and he'd barely been inside you for a minute yet. "I love you."

"I love you too. I wish I could show you how beautiful you look right now, darling." Ville cooed, his hands skating back up to your back before he was putting his weight into them and then using the leverage to slam into you harder. "You can cum as many times as you fucking want."

Ville never stopped making you wonder how you had ended up with someone so perfect in every sense of the word. You were going to remember this birthday for a fucking lifetime, and you were cooped up in some random hotel in the middle of Prague that you would never remember the name of.

You were moaning loudly with every brush of his tip against your sweet spot, and where he usually would've shushed you (or grabbed your throat so that you had to be quiet) due to the fact that you were sharing a wall with Mige and Gas, he only cooed for you to keep going.

When you felt him shift suddenly, you opened your eyes and turned your head just enough to see that he had leaned forward enough to grab the headboard in front of the both of you with both hands, and you only had a split second to comprehend his position change before he suddenly used his newfound grip to help him fuck into you. You let out a full-on cry and immediately arched your hips up towards him. However, he took a hand off of the headboard just long enough to push them right back down, holding you in place.

"Just relax and let me make you feel good. Stop moving around." He directed, his hand slowly leaving your lower back once he seemed sure that you weren't going to push up again before he went right back to using both hands on the headboard to his advantage. You gasped for air to speak.

"I can't relax." You huffed, squirming slightly underneath him as he hit particularly deep inside of you and made your whole body jolt at the ecstasy that shot through you. The headboard was hitting against the wall now, but the sound of your moaning overpowered it by far. "Fuck, daddy. Feels so good."

"You wanna cum for me, or are you just going to keep crying about it?" He said breathlessly, his voice knocked down a few pitches as he focused all of his energy into slamming into you with pinpointed accuracy that was making you feel as if every nerve in your body was melting.

"Yeah. So bad." You were trying as hard as you possibly could to refrain from pushing your ass up like you wanted to, but you weren't sure you would've had enough strength to hold yourself up even if you'd done so. He chuckled out a low, hoarse laugh.

"Say please, darling." Oh, no teasing, huh? Sure, Ville. It's like he physically couldn't help himself not to. You whined, pushing your face into the sheets as your head threatened to spin right into nothingness with the over-consuming swell of pleasure.

"Please, daddy. Please." You begged, crying out uncontrollably due to the fact that he was getting close to fucking you harder and more passionately than what your brain could process. He shushed you softly, dropping both hands from the headboard to instead hold your hips down against his thrusts.

"Cum on my cock, love. Show me how good it feels." He enticed, his thumbs rubbing at your lower back. You couldn't for the life of you understand how he could speak so clearly and easily with his cock balls-deep inside of you, as you were barely even lucid enough to breathe as you felt yourself finally spill over the edge.

You were a little thankful for the fact that your face was buried in the sheets (because, as much as you loved being able to make as much noise as you wanted, you couldn't escape the hours upon hours of teasing from the band that came with it), and all you could do was cry out until your voice was hoarse as he fucked you right through your orgasm, your legs shaking violently underneath him as he did so.

"Fuck, Ville. So good. Feels so good." You breathed, his name slipping past your lips without thought as he finally slowed enough for you to form full words while you tried to breathe simultaneously. Your heart was hammering in your chest, and it almost felt as if you'd lost the feeling of your nerves. As you started to come back down to earth, he eventually slowed to a stop.

"Good girl. You took it so well." Ville's voice was soft as he released your hips from his tight hold and then ran his hands softly up your back, bringing you back to life with the feeling of his warm palms as he gently pulled out of you.

"You didn't fuck up the headboard, did you?" You asked as you rolled over onto your side once he was off of you, blinking slowly at him when he brushed a thumb across your cheek from where he was kneeled next to you. He frowned slightly at the headboard.

"No. Dented the wall a little bit, though." He was smirking before he had even finished his sentence, and you ran a shaky hand over your face.

"Oh my god." You were torn between feeling bad and feeling extremely turned on because of the fact. You settled on a mix of both, then pouted at Ville. "You didn't finish."

"Oh, I'm going to." He was then dipping back down before situating himself back between your legs, your knees coming up against either side of his hips as his lips brushed against your ear. "Deep inside you, where I fucking belong."

You couldn't contain the full-body shiver that wracked through your body as he used each hand to pull your legs up high over his hips. He was going to be the fucking death of you.

"Baby, I can't...I'm gonna—"

"I don't care if you finish fast. That's what I want." He interrupted, reading what you were going to say before you even said it and brushing it off with a light nip to the underside of your jaw. "You can cum as soon as I put it in if it means I get to feel this perfect fucking pussy."

God, he had such a way with words. You found yourself grinning as you reached up to hold his face in both hands.

"I love you. Thank you for doing all of this for me." You said softly, gasping sharply as he reached between you to reposition himself before he was slowly sliding into you again. He let out a stuttered groan before he was kissing you softly, a hint of a smile on his face as he did so.

"What, fucking you?" Of course that was his response. You rolled your eyes while he just snorted at his own words, sounding nothing but pleased with himself.

"No, smartass. For getting this fancy hotel room and and doing all these nice things for me so that I didn't have to spend my birthday on a bus." You mumbled, whining softly as the slow rolls of his hips began to find purchase and, in turn, fucked the head of his cock right against your still-oversensitive g-spot.

"You don't have to thank me. I would do anything for you." He breathed out just as he caught you in a kiss, his tongue licking lazily into your mouth as he moaned with every drag of his cock inside you.

This sex was much slower than the last round, but you couldn't have asked for anything better. You kept one arm wrapped around his neck with your hand in his hair as your bodies moved languidly together, his chest pressed warmly into yours.

"You are so fucking beautiful. I can't believe I get to have you." Ville gasped against your lips as his breathing quickened more and more with every passing second, his hand finding your free one before he was lacing your fingers together and squeezing tightly. You only kissed him in response, because you couldn't talk at that moment, as you pulled at his hair gently in an attempt to get more of him when you basically already had all of him right then and there. Your body was humming with a sweeter pleasure now, and you wrapped your legs a little tighter around his hips.

Ville was clearly trying to hold back for you. You could tell by the way his thrusts would lose rhythm momentarily before picking up again, and more so in the way he was fully moaning and whining into your mouth despite obvious (failed) attempts to quiet himself. However, that was the opposite of what you wanted, and it wasn't like you were much further from reaching that same point, anyway.

"Cum in me, baby. I want it so bad." You whispered, pulling just a bit harder at his hair as you struggled to keep an even tone despite the shake building in your throat. You were still extremely sensitive from your last orgasm, and he was fucking right back deep inside of you where he had been before. He exhaled sharply at your words, his hand squeezing yours a bit tighter as he started to thrust just a bit faster.

"Holy fuck. I can't…shit...Y/n—" Ville was fully babbling before you felt his cock twitch, and then he was letting out a desperate whimper as his forehead fell to yours while he spilled his release deep inside of you. And, with his mindless climax-chasing thrusts, you were coming soon after, his eyes opening above you where your foreheads were resting together and watching yours intently as you came undone underneath him.

Your back arched up off the bed with the power of your second orgasm, forcing your chest to press up further into his while you moaned sporadically to the last of his deep thrusts inside you.

By the time you had both come down from your highs, you truly felt like jello, and you could tell that Ville wasn't much better off. He stopped holding himself up and instead laid completely on top of you, his face settling to rest in the crook of your neck while he caught his breath.

"We don't have to do anything else this morning, do we?" You asked after a while, your voice coming out hoarse as you absentmindedly played with his hair where your hand was resting over the back of his head. He chuckled.

"Nothing besides drink champagne and fucking sleep." He muttered, lifting his head to give you a quick kiss before he was pulling up and out of your arms. "I'll clean you up and then we can sleep for the rest of the day if you want."

It was more likely that he would be the one to sleep for the rest of a day, but you certainly didn't mind today. He couldn't get out of cuddling for hours on end when he was asleep the whole time.

Your thoughts were drawn away from the nap you were desperately craving, however, when instead of getting off the bed to go grab toilet paper from the bathroom like you had been anticipating he would, you noticed that Ville was instead resituating himself at the very edge of the bed before he had his hands on both of your still-drawn-up knees. You paled.

"I can't. I'm too sensitive." You said immediately, recognizing that he intended to clean you up with his tongue by the gleam in his eye as he watched you draw back away from his touch.

"Shh. You don't have to cum again. Just enough to clean you up." He coaxed, placing his hands back over your knees again before gently peeling your legs apart. You drew your lip harshly between your teeth but didn't object, your heartbeat picking up in your chest again despite the reassuring tone of his voice.

He was a sight to behold as he slid down to lay on his stomach, the muscles in his back and shoulders moving languidly along with his shifting until he was fully lying down with his hands wrapped around your thighs and his head between your legs. He was still holding your gaze intently, making it hard to relax despite your best efforts as you let your head fall against your pillow.

When the first thing he did was dip his tongue directly inside you, your hand immediately shot to his hair, holding his head back slightly as you gasped.

"Gentle, baby. Please." You breathed, knowing you wouldn't be able to take anything more than that as you slowly eased the pressure on his head once you felt assured that he had read and received what you were saying to him.

He licked gently then, dragging the tip of his tongue through your pussy slowly and collecting some of his own cum that had started to drip out of you with a soft hum as he did so. His tongue then circled just barely around your clit, pulling a whine out of you before he was moving back to repeat his actions at your entrance.

The barely-there pleasure of his tongue on your clit every-so-often was bringing a slight fuzz to your head, and you were having trouble keeping your eyes open where you were still trying to keep eye contact with him like he was doing to you. He clearly saw this, because he was quickly finishing up before he sucked at your clit just enough to make me whimper and then pulled away to press a wet kiss to you inner thigh. Usually you would've protested losing the feeling of his mouth on your clit so fast, but you were so sleepy that you hardly even reacted. He chuckled at the fact.

"Can I get you anything, my love?" He asked quietly as he pulled his head from between your legs, shifting to the side before he was fully crawling into bed next to you. You rolled into him, blinking sleepily before throwing an arm over his hip.

"Just you. Just want you." You mumbled, taking your turn to bury your face in his neck as he slipped an arm underneath you to fully hug you against him. Your legs were tangled up together now, and you couldn't help but smile when he began to rub his foot against yours. "I love you so fucking much."

"I love you too. Happy birthday, kultaseni."

#ville valo #ville valo smut #ville valo x reader #ville valo fic #ville hermanni valo #HIM #his infernal majesty #jackass #jackass imagine #jackass movie #jackass mtv

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ghostlycoze · 9 months

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°•.Howdy Hey!.•°

Hi there! I'm Ghost, an Aussie guy with ADHD and a raging hyperfixation on Rainworld.

- He/Him

- 20y/o, old ass /j

I'll leave the rest under the cut because it's a pain to scroll through.

Welcome to my little blog where I do not shut up about RW (with hints of other media I like via likes and reblogs, e.g. CotL, Oneshot, Ori, Moominvalley, Spyro the Dragon, ...Mune? Apparently? etc)

I'll mainly ramble about RW lore, the iterators, as well as my own oc stuff relating to RW!

Warning: I swear a fair bit, sometimes make jokes that are suggestive, and do occasionally write darker subjects that may be sensitive — for example: gore, character death, scenes relating to breaking the self destruction taboo, etc. However, I will tag all accordingly and put proper warnings beforehand!

I also do like to reblog/write a lot about shipping RW characters! I will tag all as [#RW shipping], for those who want to avoid shipping all together, as well as the ship in question's name, e.g. [#rw sunstone], for those who want to avoid certain ships. I personally enjoy sunstone, lilypad, ragequit, and traffic light (and a general polycule vibe with the group. no peb-moon shipping, ew they're siblings).

°•.Writing.•°

I am mainly a writer, so I maaay start posting some of the scenes I write here or on AO3! With my ADHD I'm not expecting to finish a full long fanfic (though I'd love to if I could pull it off), so instead I'll use a method many others have here and post little bits and pieces of the lore, string it together and throw in some more with prompts from asks and such :]

° These Bridges That Bind Us

My main AU, a simple off-the-string, happy ending au primarily focused on the local group finding a new purpose in life, healing, learning to survive in this world, and also some robo-romance (Good ol polycule)

° Iterator Revolution

An AU where the iterators turn against the ancients for the sake of their freedom, find their way off the string, and flee. But this also undoes the events of the mass ascension. Sliver of Straw never dies.

° Moon Memory Loss

A smaller AU focused on Moon's memory loss, exploring her falling in love with Sig again and reconciling with Pebbles even after remembering the mistakes he made. Off the string, happy ending, just with a lot of Moon-centered angst.

° Human/Modern AU

A maliable AU centered around my version of Chasing Wind. No real plot, just cute romance, healing, and Moon being a cute country gal.

° Cult of the Rain AU (Cult of the Lamb x Rainworld crossover, made with @sapphicdib)

An AU where the Rainworld characters play the roles of the Cult of the Lamb characters, with the iterators being the bishops and the scugs being eeeeverybody else. Saint is the Lamb, Sliver is The One Who Waits.

Outside of that, I've got a sort-of-AU in relation to two of my OCs, Ever Changing Fates and No Rhyme or Reason. Two little dudes having their own stories unfold, probably placed in the TBTBU AU.

°•.Art.•°

I draw a bit, but am not really an actual artist so I don't know hoooow much I'll be posting that kind of thing — Though I would like to share my designs of these characters, so we'll see!

I'll eventually post some refs of both my personal iterator/scug designs as well as my ocs, so when I do I'll link those on this post too!

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Status:

°•.Asks and DMs: [ Open! ].•°

Feel free to send in any asks if you'd like to talk about RW — whether in general to just have another mutual to talk to (though fair warning, I am a bit socially anxious, though I'd still love to meet some other RW fans :]), about my fanfic, or my RW OCs; all is welcome!

I'd love to try to write little scenes out or maybe do some sketches in responses to asks, it'd be a fun creative exercise to help me keep practicing.

°•.Requests, Trades, Commissions, etc: [Closed].•°

I'm still not hugely active on here and am very unconfident with my art and writing, so I doubt I'll be open to much like this for now at least.

However I do love sharing ideas, and could possibly take inspiration and write based on a prompt discussed; but I won't be specifically fulfilling requests for writing scenes or anything right now :]

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°•.Tags.•°

• #ghost rambles = text posts, non-creative-writing type stuff

• #ghost reblogs = featuring my amazing commentary in the tags /j

• #ghost arts = any original art posts

• #ghost writes = any original writing posts

• #ask reply = as you might guess, ask responses. Might be useful to group them together from the flood of me reblogging stuff

• #ghost lore = anything relating to my HCs, fanfics, or OC lore, for those who want to see it all! and for those who don't:

• #ghost rw lore = purely HCs and fanfics, no OC stuff

• #ghost oc lore = purely OC stuff, for those who might be interested

• #tbtbu = purely for my AU These Bridges That Bind Us. Updates, little scene snippets or convos about what happens, etc

• #iterator revolution = purely for my Iterator Revolution AU. Same stuff, whatever I mention relating to the AU.

Alright, now that that's finally done, time to actually go through everything I've reblogged and posted and tag them correctly. This is gonna be one heck of a task lol

#introduction #ghost rambles #hello welcome to my blog #idk how to post im socially awkward as all hell

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halliescomut · 2 years

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I have a Fic request for KimChay

So like many of us on this platform I got pulled (mostly willingly) into the just absolute wonder that is KinnPorsche The Series, and we can talk later about the full effects of that in a different post, because this one has a point I SWEAR!

In addition to watching the series I have been reading multiple fanfics, and while I love all of the couples, I'm really digging KimChay right now, because to be honest Jeff is just the textbook description of attractive, and Barcode as Porchay is just Sunshine in human form and I mean, how could I resist???

So I have a fic request? suggestion? inspiration? IDK, but what I really want is a fic (long, short, multi-chapter, one-shot, IDC) where Kim teaches/trains Chay in self defense, and it turns spicy maybe?. Now I have a lot of ideas for this, that I'll outline in a minute, but I'm asking for this solely because I HAVE NO IDEA how to write it myself. I don't have enough knowledge or experience with martial arts of any description to do this well, and so I simply can't, but if this creates a little plot bunny for you please for the love of Kinn's half-open shirt follow that bunny wherever they take you. For me? Please?

Now onto ideas:

For one-shot or short, there's really not much more context beyond Chay sunshines Kim into teaching him basic self-defense, and so he finally does and we get a scene of the training and it's either adorable/hilarious or v serious but suddenly very hot...or both. For the humor aspect the vibe that I'm seeing is a bit like Julien trying to teach Jenna Jiu Jitsu (part 1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vkvTpmQ7M48 and part 2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=In7FBG6rPw0 ). Like, there's some seriousness attempted, but also Chay makes Kim laugh too much, so it just devolves into absolute insanity. For serious, I mean...reference any Kinn Porsche fight scene and adjust for personality and skill level. Bonus points for a bonus scene of Tankhun watching it on the CCTV with his bodyguards (Pete included) like it's one of his dramas.

For longer form, this could be accurate to current show canon (haven't finished the novel yet so I don't all of the context there) or AU-ish, that can be up to you.

-Chay goes to Pete, or if we're going AU, Big or Chan and asks them to train him, and they eventually give in because we've all seen Porchay's face. I think that Porsche would say no to Chay learning self-defense (or fighting) because he's always going to be there to protect him historical canon evidence be damned, and really Kim would be on that same wagon so. But you could also go with Chay doesn't even try asking Kim or Porsche first, he just assumes they would say no.

-He either keeps it a secret or not, base this around how much you would want to see him progress I guess, because I think it would alter the context for when Kim takes over. For example if we go for, it's not a secret so Kim essentially shows up for the first lesson and can't stand seeing another man's hands on Chay regardless of the context and takes over. If he keeps it a secret, I do think it could be fun for him to become fairly proficient, and actually hold his own a little bit against Kim, especially since we know Kim would hold back a little.

-Also, I think if Pete or Chan were Chay's first teacher, they would teach him a trick that might help him get Kim by surprise, at least once.

-Extra credit: Any and all Tankhun reactions to the general goings on, because of course. High levels of banter, both sarcastic and sweet. Porsche finding out about his training by accident and being mad for really no reason, but just because Porsche is an over-protective doofus who would seemingly rather throw himself into danger before seeing Porchay or Kinn break a sweat. Any and all humorous inclusions of Vegas just snarking on everyone. Maybe Macau joins the class too, so that Chay has a sparring buddy?

Also, there's no specified rating I'd be looking for, but I do think if it's in your comfort zone some close combat training could turn pretty sensual pretty quickly as the entire KinnPorsche series has shown.

I generally read most fics on AO3, so if you have an account there and you post there, just let me know. You could post it here if that's more your style. I also do occasionally read on FF.net and Wattpad. But seriously, if this post inspired you and you write something PLEASE let me know!!! I want to read this fic so bad. I'm now going to proceed to tag the everloving heck out of this post in the hopes that it finds ANYONE who may want to write it.

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anarchyincarnate · 2 years

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Ya know what- I'm horny.. I'm not gonna suffer alone-

#Isekaid!SAGAU!SMUT

Dirty fantasies I

C//W; Ooc Childe [probably], Dacrophilia, Degradation, Spanking, slight voyeurism [Zhongli peeping], Anal, Belly-bulge. Masochist Childe, slight mean reader, reader being called creator, religious undertones, Yan! behaviour

Inspired by: This

Pairing: Childe X Amab!God!Reader [They/Them]

Childe felt a little nervous, I mean who wouldn't? Getting called into the Creators office out of nowhere, he couldn't help but feel worried. His steady footsteps echoed through the pristine halls, and he eventually stands Infront of Creator's office.

He knocked on the door three times, a rule that they made due to unwanted disturbances in the past.

"come in." He heard their voice called out. He took a deep breath and opened the door.

There lies creator, reading documents concerning Teyvats eventual recession, due to Mora shortages. They pushed their back onto the plush chair, resting one arm on the armrest and placing their chin on it.

"Do you know why I called you here?" Creator stared at him with their cold eyes. Childe can only gulp, raising his hand to rub the back of his neck, he swayed his head no.

"It is about... Your... Filthy fantasies..." Childe's eyes widen, his pale face now stained crimson. Creator turned their head towards a set of candles that light up the room.

"I didn't know you were a masochist, though I guess that is to be expected of someone like you." They mumbled.

Childe felt uncomfortable in the silence that ensued, gazing back at the door, he wanted to get out.

"Two hours."

"P-Pardon?"

"I'll indulge your fantasies for two hours." They said, locking eyes with the now flabbergasted ginger. No words can come out of his mouth, but his body did react. Having the all mighty God partake in his filthy desires fueled something carnal in him. And before long, his trousers and shirt had been long gone as he got on his knees with his ass in full view of them.

"Im currently in a bad mood, so forgive me if I become a bit harsh." They apologized, rubbing their gloved hand around childe's ass. Childe took a deep breath, before he let out a small whine, feeling the slap on his ass. His reaction was exquisite to their eyes, and they couldn't help but want more. So, they spanked him, again, and again, and again, which each slap being harder than the one before.

One would think he would be crying out in pain, yet his expression feels so debauching. His eyes swell up with small tears, threatening to fall down, a large grin plastered on his flushed face.

"Aww, look at you... Your such a slutty whore for me~ you seem to be enjoying this too much~" they cooed at him.

Creator sighed, deciding it's enough of spanks, and rubbed his red ass gently, trying to sooth the pain he must be in.

"C-Creator..."

"hmm?"

"M-More.. Please.. Ruin me more.. Use me as you so desire.. make my body as soiled as my desires and worship of you..." He requested, placing their hand back onto his ass.

"You should be thankful, y'know. A god such as me entertaining a common man like you..." Childe couldn't help but moan.

"Yes!Yes! I'm very thankful for you doing this with me- UWAAHH-!"

Childe screamed as he felt his hole being opened by the person behind him. His moans grew louder, unable to compherend anything other than the stinging stretch of his ass to accommodate their large cock. It feels so painful yet so pleasurable to him.

'Oh dear Celestia~ This feels so good~! AAH they're stretching me so wide~ I could cum already~'

Childe grew heart eyes as he felt Creator's hips started to move, actively grazing all of childe's sweet spots in one motion. They pulled out, and pushed in, gradually increasing their pace. Soon enough, They went animalistic.

Childe swears he could feel them in his stomach which was confirmed by the bump in his abdomen. He watched in fascination of it going away and coming back. Meanwhile, Creator couldn't help but laugh at his miserable state, and spanked his ass again. This seemed to do the trick.

"I-IM-- IM CUMMING-! I-M-- HYAAAH~!!!"

He babbled out, having his tounge sticking out of his mouth, his eyes rolled to the back of his head, actively making an ahegao. Creator grunted a few times before Filling him up with their cum. Childe can only moan loudly at the sticky liquid being shot in his ass. While these two were busy fucking, they didn't notice the door being slightly opened, Zhongli having seen the way Childe become a cheap whore from Them fucking.

The sight easily made him hard. He never wanted to be in the ginger's place more than he does now. But he restrains himself. He'll just have to deal with it.

Little did he know, Creator has already made plans for him later on...

#genshin sagau #SAGAU smut #genshin impact cult au #sub genshin #sub childe

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definitelynotafurinasimp · 2 years

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hello can i request mona,lisa and beidou with a reader who really likes to sleep on their lap? i hope this isn't a weird request ans have a good day!

Them with a reader that likes to sleep in their lap

characters: Mona/Lisa/Beidou x gn!reader (seperate)

warnings: none

a/n: Not a weird request at all, I'll probably take that point off my rules since it's not really clear. I'd like to name you an example, but I honestly can't even think of any, it's just that I have it on there in case I see something extreme that makes me uncomfortable, but that hasn't happened yet, so everything is fine.

Anyways, thanks for your request and I hope you enjoy what I wrote

Mona

Sleeping on the great Mona Megistus’ lap? Why would she ever allow you to do something so weird? You must have a loose grip on reality if you think that she would stoop so low as to let you do that. But fine, since you always care for her and no one is looking, she would be nice enough to make an exception today, but just this once.

Even though you would always have to hear some honestly pretty demoralising stuff beforehand, she would eventually always make an exception. As long as it was in private, at least. She would always behave as if she didn’t like it at all, but when you would wake up and leave your eyes closed, you could always feel her running her fingers through your hair. Of course she would never admit actually enjoying it too, but the bright red blush on her face when you would open your eyes while she still looked at your sleeping form, made you not believe her for even a second.

The two of you walked through the streets of Mondstadt like you would do often. Just when the sun finally disappeared and Mona decided that it was time to go home, you let out a massive yawn. You were completely exhausted from you commissions from the adventurers guild and could swear that it wasn’t long until you would simply fall asleep, no matter if you were already lying or not.

“Mona…”, saying her name the way you did was enough for her to piece together your request.

“Ugh. Fine, since you did work hard today, but this is the last time I’ll ever let you. Understood?”, you simply nodded happily, fully knowing that it definitely wasn’t, but never the less deciding to keep your mouth shut.

When the two of you arrived home and changed into your pyjamas, Mona sat herself down on the bed and signalled you to lay your head on her lap. You of course didn’t let her wait for long and quickly closed her eyes.

“Love you Mona, goodnight”, you said before letting out another yawn.

“Ugh. Just fall asleep already.”

Lisa

You weren’t even interested in it a first, Lisa being the one to urge you to do it. You never understood why some people liked it in the first place and knew that once your head touched her lap, she would find a way to tease you into oblivion. You had been with her for far too long to fall for her tricks. But after a long day of trying to get some overdue books back from the residents of Mondstadt, you arrived at the library half asleep and when Lisa offered you to sleep on her lap, you eventually relented.

It was then that you finally realised what all the people were about, but just because you liked it, didn’t mean you would ever admit it.

You once again came back from collecting books that were already due, knowing full well that the people of Mondstadt would never be grateful to you for saving them from the living nightmare that an angry Lisa was. When you finally arrived in the library and saw that no one except Lisa was present you stared her in the eyes.

“What do you need cutie?”, she asked in her typical tone. But you just stood there in front of the now closed door and continued looking her in the eyes. Hoping she would eventually figure it out without you having to say it. Just when you finally saw in Lisa’s face that she did in fact get what you wanted, you froze upon seeing her smug.

“I don’t know what you want. You’ll have to tell me yourself”, the amount of self-satisfaction in her voice was unbearable, but you eventually let out a frustrated sigh and relented.

“Can I sleep on your lap”, you whispered only for Lisa’s smile to grow even larger.

“What? I didn’t understand you. You have to speak louder”, after yet another of your glares she finally giggled and let you have your rest without the need to repeat yourself.

Beidou

You were always afraid of Beidou finding out that you would love sleeping on her lap. She would surely think that it was weird, or even worse, that you were. But when you finally did decide to ask her, she laughed about your nervousness and allowed you without hesitation. After that it would become a common occurrence, with you falling asleep on her lap every night.

The crux was once again returning from one of its voyages to Inazuma. Sailing through a storm always exhausted you, no matter how small it was you were stressed out. And sailing to the land of eternity and back made you go through two of the worst storms you have witnessed since you joined Beidous crew as her lover.

“I don’t get why you always get so worked up from just a storm”, Beidou said amused as she watched you taking yet another sip from your bottle of wine.

“’Just a storm’ ? Beidou, ships tend to sink because of them”, you answered, still being stressed out from that whole ordeal. Only for your captain to answer with a simple shrug. You then observed her sitting down on your shared bed, before signalling you to join her.

“Relax. Come, you can lay your head on my lap, that will calm you down”, Beidou didn’t have to try to convince you at all, since you immediately put away your bottle and did exactly what she told you.

“Thanks Beidou. Sorry for always overstressing”, you apologized as you closed your eyes.

“Don’t worry, it’s always great entertainment”, she re-assured you while running her fingers through your hair.

#genshin x you #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin x y/n #genshin impact x reader #lisa minci #lisa x you #lisa x reader #mona x you #genshin mona #mona x reader #mona megistus #beidou x y/n #beidou x you #beidou x reader #beidou

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peanutpinet · 3 years

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Trouble In Paradise (Yuzuru Hanyu x Reader)

Request: "I was thinking of figure skater!reader x Yuzuru Hanyu, where they are dating and doing Fantasy on Ice. One night, where reader is especially exhausted she gets into an argument with him. During the following show, the audience and fellow skaters notice that something is wrong especially after she gave up her place as the first jumper at the end to Evgenia when Alina wanted to do it and she tried to stay as far away from Yuzuru the whole show when he tried to make amend with her. Later that night, they reconcile. The next day, it was in every news that reader prefers Evgenia over Alina and was in conflict with Yuzuru. So reader has to make an official "apology" to explain that she was exhausted" - @thehappygrungelife

A/N: this is actually my first request from Tumblr and I'm very grateful to the person who asked for a request and I really hope I do it a justice

Warning: angst + fluff (happy ending), some cursing and heated argument

It was another day of practice for FaOI (Fantasy on Ice) and for some reason, you were not in your best shape. You would constantly be off beat compared to others and even when it was your turn to practice your performance, it was all but good; it wasn't even near your "ok" performance.

Okay, maybe it wasn't because you woke up on the wrong side of the bed. The other day you've been pushing yourself quite hard and it was the first day of your period. To top it off? The only thing your boyfriend, Yuzu did was telling you that it'll be alright and one bad day won't do any harm since everyone has those days.

I mean, who could blame him, practice isn't always easy when you're not into it. The whole entire day, you just prayed that practice would be over as soon as possible but of course, the more you want time to go by, the longer it actually is.

After what feels like days, practice was finally over and you were all dismissed to go back to your hotel. But despite feeling rough, you decided to wait for Yuzu since you just wanted to sulk and complain to him. But when you saw Yuzu talking with other female skaters, you decided to just leave in your grumpy state.

Throughout the rest of the day, you kept on ignoring all the notifications you got from Yuzu. Every message, every phone call, you ignored them all. Until you heard a knock on the door to your hotel room. Thinking it was the room service you ordered but it turns out to be a not pleased Yuzu.

"Where were you? I've called you so many times. Did you even check your phone?!" Yuzu questioned, his tone was immediately an octave higher

"It was charging. I'm trying to not look at my phone too much. It stresses me out" you shrugged, going back to your bed and looking at your laptop

"What's the difference with your laptop then?! You know what, never mind. Do you know how worried I was?! I thought something happened to you" Yuzu sighed, stress combing his hair

"Oh, now you noticed. I'm fine. Thanks for asking. You should head back and rest. Our show is literally tomorrow" you mentioned, not looking away from your laptop

"What's with you? Did something happen? Did someone hurt you?!" Yuzu started to get worried

"Nothing much. Just another tiring day. I'm serious Yuzu, just go. You need your rest too" you replied, sighing

"Why? Why are you pushing me away?! We barely talked today" Yuzu complained

"I'm just tired and on my period. Can we please not have this conversation. I don't want to lash out at you" you sighed, getting up from the bed

"Why? Why would you lash out? C'mon, let's just talk. I'm worried about you" Yuzu mentioned, taking your hands in his

"Why don't you just go back to the other skaters. I really am not in the mood to talk. Just go" you groaned, letting your hands go

"This talk isn't over (Y/N). You can be mad at me but we still have to talk it through. Get some rest, alright?" Yuzu sighed in defeat, leaving you in your room

Oh how you wish you could just make the whole week go by as fast as Thanos' snap. But, like it or not, you just have to face it and get through cause eventually it'll all be over.

Unfortunately, the other skaters and even the audience knew that something was wrong. Your typical bubbly and enthusiastic self was nowhere to be seen. Sure, you managed to perform your skating until the end, but it seems something was off. Your expression didn't lie.

What threw it off even more is when you were supposed to be the first jumper before the closing but you decided to let Zhenya do it, telling her that you weren't feeling well and your period cramps were acting up more than the usual and because Zhenya was the closest to you.

After the performance was over, there were many words going around and the media started to bring up some news about you preferring Zhenya over Alina to do the first jump. When the news started to blow up, Yuzu was the first to try to find you and talk about why you did what you did; not only that, he also wanted to talk about why you've been avoiding him since last night and even during the whole event.

However, the second the staff told everyone to go backstage, you were the first to leave the stage because your period cramps were getting unbearable and you quickly excused to be able to go back to the hotel on your own, trying to get away from the media who were plastering questions to why you decided to give your first jump spot to Zhenya.

Over on Yuzu's side, his eyes were traced on you throughout the whole show. Especially when you gave up your first jump spot for someone else when you normally are enthusiastic to do it. When Yuzu saw you quickly going backstage, he didn't hesitate to follow you. Calling out for you and asking you to talk but he lost sight of you and you eventually went out of the room before he could get to you, sparking another drama for the media.

Throughout the rest of the day, you just shut any kind of way for people to contact you and just passed out since the period cramps were getting to you. You didn't know how long you've been sleeping until you heard several, no, multiple knocks on your door that could probably be heard throughout the floor you were staying.

Grunting, you finally woke up and headed towards the door, opening it and revealed Yuzu, your boyfriend and the person you honestly don't really want to talk to but at the same time, relieved that it was him instead of someone else. Sighing, you knew that you were going to have the talk sooner or later. So, you finally let him in, telling him that you just woke up.

"Before you ask anything. I just woke up" you mentioned, closing the door as Yuzu came in

"What happened? Are you sick? You didn't seem too well. If you were sick, you could've said so instead of pushing yourself and not putting on your best performance" Yuzu started to lecture

"Yuzu..." you mumbled

"Like honestly. I was worried. We're all worried about you but you kept pushing us away" Yuzu argued

"Yuzu!! Stop!!" you raised your voice back

"No. Look, I get it if you're tired but that doesn't mean you should just push people away" Yuzu argued back

"YUZURU HANYU!! I SAID. STOP IT" you shouted, stunning Yuzu since he never saw you this angry

"Please. I'm already tired from a stressful week and my period just came yesterday and the cramps were unbearable even when I've taken medication" you sighed, plopping back on your bed as Yuzu follows you

"Not only that. I was hoping to be able to have a night of just the both of us yesterday but you were talking to other skaters and I don't want to seem so clingy or anything. I also don't want to be mad at you since my mood swings during my period is not the greatest. But guess the media thought otherwise" you explained

"Hey, hey, look at me. Why didn't you say anything? No one would've ever thought something like that, hmm? Especially me. You're not clingy at all. I actually like it you know. Makes me feel more loved and wanted. It's actually one of the things I like about you. What bout letting Zhenya jump first? Was it also because of your period?" Yuzu softly asked, holding your hands in his as he kneeled in front of you

"Yea. And Zhenya was the closest to me. I swear there's no hate going around or anything" you replied, sighing

"Alright. Let's not worry about that. We can deal with the media tomorrow. I'm just glad that you're alright. Please tell me whenever you don't feel well or if something doesn't sit right with you, okay? No matter what reason it is. No matter if you think it's silly, I want to hear about it. We're in this together. Whatever your problem is, it's my problem too and I want to help you" Yuzu reminded, holding your hand tightly in his

"Okay. I'm sorry for making you and everyone else worry" you mumbled

"It's alright. Just don't hide anything from me anymore okay? Now let's just rest. I'll help you deal with the media tomorrow, hmm?" Yuzu mentioned, pressing a gentle kiss on your forehead

"Are you staying?" you murmured, looking into his eyes

"If you want me to. If not, I'll just stay until you're asleep" Yuzu replied, patting your head

"You can stay. I don't feel like I'll be able to sleep anytime soon since I did just take a long nap" you mentioned

"Alright. Then I'll stay here to comfort you. Let's just watch a film, hmm? I'll order some room service" Yuzu mentioned, going over to the phone to call for room service but you stopped him

"Thank you, Yuzu. I really am lucky to have you" you smiled, looking at Yuzu with eyes full of love

"And I am too. I'm thankful to have you as well. Thankful that you're able to make me warmer and more open to others" Yuzu giggled, taking your hand and kissing it

In the end, the both of you just cuddled up in your bed and watched some movies to end the night, thanking the universe for bringing the both of you together. Because, in the end of the day, no matter what difficult situations you may face, with the right person, you can get through it.

A/N: @thehappygrungelife I hope that I did your request a justice and hope that you like it :)

#yuzuruhanyu #yuzuru #yuzuru hanyu x reader #yuzuru hanyu scenarios #yuzuru hanyu imagines #yuzu scenarios #yuzu imagines #yuzuru hanyu fluff #yuzuru x reader #figure skating yuzuru hanyu #figureskating #figure skating #figure skating scenarios #figure skating imagines

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fireflykaizoku · 2 years

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DÊS DE QUANDO TEUS ASK TÃO OPEN????!

Lari Lari Lari can you write me a small headcannon or scenario where Killer's s/o is latino (Dressrosa) and calls him 'mi amor' I just watched Encanto for the third time and I can confirm, it's still good. Love u byyyyye.

MUIÉ TÁ DESDE SEMPRE, PODE MANDAR REQUEST A VONTADEE and i need to watch that movie omgg i'll watch this week, i swear, bc i'm seeing too many posts about it on my dashboard aaaaa also i hope you like this scenario bby i love youuuu ❤

Being from Dressrosa, Spanish was your first language. You also had an accent that could make the Killer’s heart skip a beat. Ever since you and the blonde started dating, the man found it fascinating whenever you started speaking Spanish out of the blue. Either when you were annoyed by something and started cussing in your first language, when you were talking to yourself or whenever you called him something loving or said “te amo” with your eyes full of love.

Most of the time, he didn’t understand anything other than the basics, but he loved to hear it though. Killer even tried to learn Spanish during his free time or whenever Kid left him alone for about five minutes or so. The blonde used to practice sometimes, hoping to get the pronunciation right so he could tell you sweet things in Spanish as well eventually.

You were cuddling in his bed, playing with your boyfriend’s hair and peppering kisses all over his face. Ever since he showed his face for the first time, you could never get tired of appreciating his beautiful features. Between “te amo’s” and “tu eres mi vida”, you kept calling him nicknames in your first language, seeing a little smile on his lips each time. He never said he liked it, but his reaction said enough.

— You’re so beautiful, mi amor. — you whispered, smiling while brushing a strand of hair behind his ear to have a better look of his beautiful blue eyes that you loved to see.

His cheeks turned a light shade of pink hearing these words. Killer hid his face on the crook of your neck before placing a gentle kiss.

— Can you say that again? — he whispered in your ear in a soft voice.

You giggled, still playing with his beautiful blonde hair.

— Say what? Mi amor? — you asked, feeling him nodding against your neck. — You are, you’re mi amor.

You gently held his chin with your fingers, making the man look at you.

— Te amo, mi vida. — Killer said so naturally, surprising you, since you never heard him say anything in Spanish. — I’ve been… Practicing lately.

You smiled and placed a chaste kiss on his lips. The little gesture was so sweet of him, and it made your heart feel full of joy, of love and appreciation.

— Te amo, mi amor. — you whispered.

#killer x reader #one piece #one piece x reader #one piece scenario #massacre soldier killer x reader #massacre soldier killer #op killer

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milqueandsugar · 3 years

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🏵 Your Tea Is Ready 🏵

Parts:

https://milqueandsugar.tumblr.com/post/643788553154920448/can-you-techno-with-a-reader-who-is-constantly

https://milqueandsugar.tumblr.com/post/643889114110918656/idk-if-this-is-where-you-put-requests-but-do-you

Warnings: mentions of violence, blood, injury

Genre: Angst

| Hear No Evil, Do No Evil |

After your second kind of a date kind of not a date your very cateful around Techno

Every part of you tells you your being paranoid, but the other knows that theres something he isn't telling you

You know the piglin to well not to know when he's lying

And you care to much to ignore it

Convinced he's done something to upset you Techno doesn't search for your company like he used to

Something both him and the voices aren't very happy about

Being in love is a new emotion for him, he loves Philza sure, he loves Steven but he's never been IN love

He never realized how different those statements were before

Just like when he goes to many days without a kill the voices begin to get louder and louder, only this time he had no idea how to please them

Before he had lost everything he could lose he used to lock himself away during these fits

Know that he knows himself better, and how to control himself, he just goes around slaying any animal that crossed paths with him

Not the most elegant solution but it brought more peace to his mind

Now with no idea how to get the voices quiet he's resorted to quite literally trapping himself in his bunker

He know's your upset

He's convinced himself it's because of him

Theres no way in hell he's going to see you when all he can think about is how good you smell, how your smile makes his frozen heart melt, how soft your skin is compared to his own, how lovingly you adjust his clothes or armour after battle

All the while he scars the stone ground with his claws, chanting mantras alongside unheard voices

It had been a good two weeks since you had heard from the piglin. Not entirely unusual for you, as you rather detested the cool weather up in the arctic. However knowing there was some sort of conflict between you and your best friend made you restless at night, you couldn't keep ignoring him. He didn't deserve that, plus you missed Philza's morning tea, the smell of campfires that clung to everything in his house, the way Steve would bring sticks for you to toss. You missed the magnificent bastards that made up the Antarctic empire. More importantly, you missed Technoblade.

By the time you reached the cabin you had noticed it was unusually still. Steve and Carl were out in the yard, mosing about but there was no sign of Technoblade or Philza. They were both pretty hard workers, stubborn as hell as well, seeing as it was half past twelve you would expect the two of them to be running around doing chores. Surprisingly however it was still, perhaps they had things inside to do? Or maybe they took your suggestion for a lunch break a bit more seriously then expected.

Entering the cabin you call out for them, nothing, looking around you couldn't help but notice how much of a mess everything was. You had only ever seen the house in this much disarray before they traveled, or that time Phil let a creeper into the house and things got fucken wild. But, if traveling was the case why was Carl out front? And why was Techno's sword hung up on the mantle.

And unsettling feeling began to creep over your shoulders as you slowly begin to pick up the clutter. You couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation for things, so you decided to wait until you could come up with one or was given one. The sun had long set before Phil arrived at the house, clearly surprised to find you still sorting through chests. Clearly worried as well.

You turn to greet the man but are quickly cut off, "what are you doing here?" He ushers quickly shitting the door behind him. "I was looking for Technoblade, why is something happening? Is the butcher gang back?" You explain, chest tightening with unease. Something was seriously wrong. "No, no nothing like that we aren't in any danger. Technoblade is having another fit, he's not doing very well at the moment. It might be best for you to leave" Phil warned, his usual cheerful voice dripping with a nervousness you hadn't heard from him in a long time. You wave off the older gentleman scoffing, "Phil you're forgetting I used to go hunting with him I've seen him pretty bad-" "He's locked himself in his bunker. He doesn't even trust himself anymore, he won't eat nor sleep, whatever he has going on in his head is far more then the two of us can handle at the moment" Phil cut you off. You stood in shock, he locked himself away? Technoblade hasn't done that in.. years! What the hell was going on with him.

You wanted to believe Phil was lying to you, that Technoblade was off terrorizing villagers and he was just buying his companion time. But the genuine look of fear in his emerald eyes made your stomach sink. "He's not well Y/N, I certainly don't want him to come back to you dead or injured. He'll come through eventually, just not right now. " The blonde approached you and wrapped strong arms around your shoulders, you hadn't even realized that you were crying until he began to shush you.

"Listen, listen, stay the night here. It's too late for you to travel especially in this sort of weather, in the morning I'll take you back home, I'll let you know immediately when hes better" He assures you, pulling away to cup your face in his hands and wipe your tears with his thumbs. "Let's get you to bed, come on, let's go." Fatherly wasn't something you saw much in Phil anymore, but you couldn't deny how comforting it was, if not a bit embarrassing to have the man tuck you into Techno's sheets before turning out the lamp.

As you lay in the blood God's bed, listening intently to the sound of the howling wind you began to scheme. Something you did best was planning, and this night was no different. You had no idea how long Techno had been like this, if you had the time to curse yourself for avoiding him you would, but for the moment you just needed to make sure he wasn't dead. Slipping from his bedroom and past Phil's you gather a plate of rather light food, knowing he'd get sick if he ate something to heavy.

Stealing one of the Piglins cloaks you shield the food with your arms as you sneak our of the house. You knew Philza only had your best interest at heart, but he should have known better then to tell you your friend was in danger. Especially when that friend was less then a brisk walk away. By the time you get to the false wall your already shivering, the wind nipping at anything it could get at. Your nose was already beginning to run as you hit the disguised button and the wall drops.

At first you see nothing, the darkness and the snow fall blinding you to the scene in front of you. Stepping into what little shelter the cave provided you struggled to steady yourself after stepping on what looked to be the remains of a netherite chestplate. Hung up on the fact that he broke netherite with supposedly his bare hands you don't realize the Piglin lunging at you until your buried in the snow. Plates long discarded and broken you stare the husk of the man you knew in his wild eyes.

Almost like you could read the voices chants of your demise in the pools of ebony fear seemed to strike you harder then his fist. You heard your ribs breaking before you felt them, thank God for adrenaline. You felt nauseous, sick even as you blindly scratch and push at the weight on top of you. Grabbing a tusk by its base you pull left as hard as you can, taking his moment of unbalance to scramble away. Your hands grope for any sort of hold in the snowbank, desperate to get away from the beast on top of you. You dont make it far however before claws tear at the clothes and skin around your ankles, pulling you towards them with little care. Your screams of pain and/or fear are cut short by clawed hands tightening around your throat. Your pathetically small ones meet his, scratching desperately at the exposed hand with one while the other grabs a fist full of snow and smashes it into his face.

The white of the snow falling around you seemed denser then before, you felt cold, to your very bone under him. Under his stare. You've looked death before in the eyes, more then on one occasion, and you had never remembered them being so beautiful. For a split second you swear you hear another voice being carried by the wind, peeling your tear welled eyes from the piglin on top of you the fall towards the direction of the cabin, then at the shards of netherite. You had looked death in the eyes before, and you had yet to die. You weren't going to now.

Grabbing the shard and effectively slicing your hand open in the process you blindly begin to swing. Your chest burns, your skin burns, your vision is beginning to dim to nothing, all you can hear is the wind. Your stabs, or attempts at stabbing does little, with what minuscule amount of consciousness you have in yourself you get one finally blow, to somewhere before you cant feel anything anymore. You had never imagined death to feel so cold.

Technoblade's eyes begin to fall back into focus, pain driving the voices in his head silent as he looks down at the shard of netherite in his arm. More importantly his eyes fall onto a golden ring on the hand belonging to his attacker. A bear etched into its surface. That was Y/N's ring, he had given it to her for christmas. Anger flooding his chest he grinds his teeth, hands tightening around their neck. What right do they have to be wearing your ring? Dark eyes fall back down onto their attacker, bloodied and bruised.. and Y/N. His heart sunk faster then an anvil in a lake, scrambling backwards from your limp body he cant decide whether to look at you or his hands covered in your blood. No, no it couldn't be you, you were.. you were mad at him why would you come up? Why would you attack him?

Crawling to his side he lifted you into his arms, inspecting you closely. This had to be some sort of trick, some sort of lie? No, no you would never attack him you loved him, he loved you! That's why he was like this he was like this because he loved you! Scared lips began to quiver, and tears began to fall and subsequently freeze to his cheeks. No, no, no.

He couldn't think, his mind flooded with the screaming of the voices in his head, begging him to save you, to help you, to hold you. For once in his life he didnt know how, he couldn't save you. He had always been your knight in shining armour, and he cant save you.

He can't save you.

#blood for the blood god #mcyt x you #mcyt x y/n #dsmp x you #dsmp x reader #dsmp imagine #technoblade x you #technoblade x reader

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impala1967dwinchester · 3 years

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Jensen Ackles: Tired

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Wife!Reader, Jared x Gene

Pov: Jensen

warnings; Panic, anxiety, guilt, collapsing, more panic, fluff, a tiny bit of angst, Swearing

Summary(request): Ouuuuh I'm sooo happy that you write for Jensen!!! Can I pleaaase request a one shot of Jensen x wife reader in which she collapses because she's been exhausted taking care of the kids and he feels guilty that he didn't notice and he's determined to help more ?? I'm so sorry if this sound dumb. No pressure if you don't wanna write it.

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N- This wasn’t a stupid idea, I know that this had taken me a bit of time to write, so I’m sorry about that. I absolutely love this idea. Thank you for requesting/anon it. (Your eye color: Y/E/C) @firefly-graphics for divider

Jensen masterlsit:

Main Masterlsit

"Kids I need you two to sit in the living room while mommy cleans the kitchen." I heard Y/n say from my upstairs office. I was currently working on my second album for Radio company.

I had been up here for the past couple of days. Once or twice a day I'd hear Y/n get louder than normal, saying something to the twins about how they needed to stop fighting with each other.

Our twins, Ada and Jay. A boy and girl. They were bundles of energy, they run up and down the halls. There little feet leaving loud echos around our home.

"Yes, mommy will turn on Disney. You want to watch frozen two again?" I heard Y/n say. This was the first time that it sounded like the two littles had agreed on something.

A moment later I heard the soft intro music of frozen two. I smiled and continued to work on the new lyrics for our second album. We had promised our fans that the album would be out relatively soon. By soon I mean within a month's time.

I needed a break, I wasn't able to get anything done on an empty stomach. So I made my way down our elegant stairs. I saw the littles entranced by the tv, they didn't even notice me come down the stairs.

I let them be through thinking about how long it had taken for Y/n to get them to calm down. Mostly how much it had taken Y/n to get them to be quiet.

I shuffled my way into the kitchen,, passing behind Y/n as she cleaned a day's worth of dishes. I wrapped my hands around her mid-section, whispering in her ear, "Hey my love." She leaned into my touch and took a rather deep breath closing her eyes.

"Hey honey, what are you doing down here? I thought you had your album to work on." She said trying to unscrew one of Ada's sippy cups. I took the cup out of her hands and unscrewed the top with ease.

"I needed some food in my belly. Looks like you've got those kids preoccupied."I said release her from my hug and slipping a look into the fridge.

"Yeah I do, they've got me going in circles." She said finishing up by putting the cleanish dishes into the dishwasher. She turned to face me, motioning me to grab her water bottle from the fridge.

"I can see that, but hey remember you've got it. If you need anything come get me okay." I said giving her a chat kiss and walking back through the kitchen up the stairs.

I heard the music for the ending of frozen two come and go, but I could smell the start of dinner. I was done with working on the new album, so I changed into some more comfy pants, and went downstairs.

The twins were asleep on the large couch in our living room. Y/n was humming to a song in her head, I stood there and watched her. She danced around, cutting up peppers and messing with the oven for chicken.

She turned around and let out a loud shriek, "Jensen, you scared me!" She said with a huff. "You should be more careful, hell I could have thrown this knife at you." She said setting the knife down.

While I was staring at my beautiful wife I noticed a few things. Her skin seemed dull, I could see the bags under her eyes, her dancing wasn't a full-motion like it usually is. She stops and takes deeper breaths.

"Are you feeling okay?" I asked her out randomly. Giving me an odd look, a raised eyebrow. "Yeah, I'm feeling fine. Why?" Y/n asked me. "I was just wondering, that's all baby," I said kissing her cheek.

"I'm going to wake up the twins okay, if not they'll be up till five in the morning," I said, smacking her ass playful. The roll of Y/n eyes was the last thing I saw before I made my way into the living room.

"Ada, Jay. It's time to wake up." I said softly, Ada stirred in her sleep and Jay didn't even move. Ada slept like my wife does. Very softly, now on the other hand Jay sleep like a rock like his father.

"Ada, it's time to get up. Mommy is making dinner, you want dinner?' i said coaxing her to wake up. Jay still laid asleep, Ada's eyes fluttered open, "Dada!" "Hey baby girl, did you sleep good?" I asked her, hugging her.

She wrapped her small arms around my neck and looked at me with a wide smile, "Yes I sep good." She said, she giggled. A giggled much too Y/n's. "Do you want to help me get your brother up?" I asked Ada.

"Do we have to wake him up." She said a frown replacing her smile. "Yes, I'm afraid we have to," I said smiling. "Fine Daddy."She said unwrapping her arms from my neck and climbing next to her brother, she patted his shoulder.

"Jay, brotha daddy says you gotta wake up now." She said going from patting his shoulder to poking his side. "JAY! WAKE UP!" Ada screamed at the top of her, "Hey, hey there's no need to scream at him, baby." I said interru[ting her screaming session.

"Here let daddy show you how to wake him up," I said with raised eyebrows. "Jay, mommy says you'll get dessert if you wake up and eat all your dinner," I said rubbing small circles into Jay's back.

He opened his eyes and looked back and his sister and me. His eyes reminded me of his mother's Y/E/C eyes. Ada's eyes were the color of him, dark forest green, and when we went outside to play or to the beach, Ada's eyes turned to a light green something resembling an emerald.

All of a sudden my thoughts were interrupted when I heard the crash of something from in the kitchen. I rushed to go see, worried about Y/n. When I rushed in she was collapsed on the floor. "Y/n, honey," I said walking over to her. "Y/n... Y/n are you okay?" I questioned.

"Mommy?" I heard Ada and Jay say at the same time. I needed to make a quick decision. So I called Jared. Telling him that Y/n had collapsed on the floor.

Moments later I heard the door open and shut. "unc Jar." I heard Jay say, then I heard the click on heels behind him he had brought Gen with him. "Jared let me take the kids, you go help Jensen and get Y/n some washcloths a glass of cold water. Okay," Gene said.

"Hey, Auntie." Heard Ada say. "Come on kiddos let's go get some stuff from y'alls bedroom." I heard. Trying to keep Y/n's head elevated. "Hey, Jensen, What happened?" He asked. "I don't know Jar, One minute she was fine and she was cooking dinner, and next I heard a crash while getting Ada and Jay up."

"Jensen just breathe." He said, " How can I relax Jared, my wife.. my wife is lying unconscious on the kitchen floor. And I don't know how to help her." I said running a hand down my face.

"Jensen. Stop take a breath. Got get some washes clothes to get them cold as you get them. And come back here, okay." he said patting my shoulder.

I ran up the stairs passing the twins' rooms, gene gave me a sympathetic smile and was packing the twins' bags. It's a good idea take the kids to your house for a moment. I ran into our closet grabbing far too many, running back down the stairs.

Missing a few at the bottom almost tripping over my large stature. "Get them wet we're going to put some on her forehead, neck, and wrist. Get that glass of water too." Jared said.

Eventually, after Gene had taken the kiddos to their home, Jared and I moved Y/n to the couch. She started to wake up, her eye fluttering open. It was more than too nice to see her Y/E/C. Jared excused himself telling me that they would keep the kids for the rest of the night.

"We'll keep the kiddos, give Ada, Jay, Shep, and Odette a surprise a sleepover," he said patting my shoulder then left. We sat in silence for a moment.

"Wait?" Y/n said first. "I asked if you were okay," I said. "Yeah you did and I wasn't lying." She said, "So, why did this happen then, Y/n?" I questioned her.

Again we sat in silence, "Because Jensen, I feel like I'm doing this all by myself, you're so sucked into finishing the damn album you've left your wife, your wife to deal with two toddlers." She said arguing with me. She took the washcloths off her forehead and wrists throwing them onto the coffee table.

I hadn't realized how much weight I had put on her shoulders. I guess I kind of just expected that she could take it. "I... I guess I didn't realize that I was doing that." I said.

"No, you didn't. You know what just forget it, okay Jensen. I need to finish dinner and then get Ada and Jay from Gene." She said. Truing to get up, but ending up bouncing back onto the couch.

"No, look. I know that I was forgetting about things. And forgetting that you can't take this all by yourself. Yes, you're my wife and you mean the world to me. You don't realize the amount of panic that went through me when I heard that crash. I understand now.' I said

The tears starting to come out. 'You don't know what I would do without you. I wouldn't know what to do without my wife, my beautiful, strong, amazing wife. I'm sorry I fucked up. Please, Let me fix it." I said begging with my wife now.

She stared at me, reaching her hand over to my face wiping the stray tears that had fallen while I was talking away. "Okay, I guess we both fucked up. I didn't say anything to you, and you wouldn't have been able to know." She said scouting closer to me, her hands staying on my cheek.

With her warm hand still on my cheek, I leaned into the touch. "I'll finish dinner, you, Y/n you relax please." I said pleading. She shook her head, "How about we do it together." Y/n offered I smiled and grabbed her hand bringing her up from the couch. "I like that idea," I said.

Going in for a much-needed kiss. She meddled into it. "We can take advantage of the littles being at Gene, and Jared." She whispered against my lips. "Naughty," I whispered back. "Dinner first though," I said stripping the moment of its erotic nature.

"Okay, baby But you've got dish duty for a while," Y/n said her hand sliding up and down my chest.

Completed On: 04/25/2021

Taglist: @akshi8278 @wonderfulworldofwinchester @deanswaywardgirl @hit-meup69 @fofisstilinski @doctorlilo

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diaco1968 · 4 years

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Payback is as cold as steel

Mini nsfw stories where you take your revenge on the boys (Bakugou, Izuku, Todoroki and Shinsou), for this

WARNING! nsfw, smut, a bunch of kinks like biting, orgasm denial, overstimulation.

Everyone is aged up and are adults.

Bakugou Katsuki

How did he manage to land in this mess? Agreeing to wear this stupid quirk nullifying collar to be on fair grounds with you for physical training, like a total idiot. You had fooled him.

His arms ached from being stretched over the chair and tied up behind his back by nothing other than his own belt. His neck and shoulders were wet and stinging, littered by your little bitemarks, red and purple.

Panting and sweaty as a string of muffled swears and threats left his lips, from his 5th denied orgasm when your hips stopped moving over the bulge in his undone jeans once again.

"Looks like the biting and barking roles are reversed, Katsu. Are you ready to say it now?"

He glared up at you as you looked down on him affectionately with your smug smile, running your fingers through his hair, almost soothingly. As if he'd believe your false sweet demeanor. Mean little demon, you.

Your fingers undid the muzzle behind his head and let it fall off his mouth and chin, around his neck and onto his chest, him taking in a deep unfiltered gulp of fresh air.

"Well?"

He bucked his hips up into yours but you didn't budge at all, moaning playfully and rolling your hips onto his teasingly, knowing his latest orgasm was too far gone already for him to be able to chase it like that. That only added fuel to his fiery rage, even if there was a chance he was going to open his mouth to beg, it was gone now.

"I'm gonna get my hands on you eventually, (y/n), and when I do, I'll make sure that by the time I'm done with you, you won't be able to walk straight for a month."

The somehow none yelling calm way in which he said it actually shook you to your already dripping core. But it was too late to back down now anyway.

"Wrong answer." You rolled your eyes and put the muzzle back over his mouth, strapping it tightly behind his head. He hissed and growled as you leaned in scraping your teeth over his neck, hips beginning to move, grinding over him roughly, before suddenly sinking your teeth into his shoulder, hearing the sound of his sharp inhale from between the little gaps of the muzzle.

Shoto Todoroki

At that moment, he should've known. The look of utter betrayal was what was written all over his mostly expressionless face as he watched the plot unfold in front of his eyes, the moment your fingers wrapped around his tie delicately, undoing it, very slowly pulling it off of him, letting it slide around his neck softly.

Then you didn't discard it like you usually would. Pure mischief flashing behind shiny (e/c) eyes as you straddled his kness tightly smirking down at him, while he was absolutely helpless in his position on the bed, half sitting, back leaning on the headboard, his hands cuffed up aboved his head keeping him up right.

How many times has it been already? You edging him on till he was more than ready to cum, but couldn't and then you stopping to let him cool off a bit. He hadn't bothered to keep count, hoping his negotiation with you would work each and every time, but as he glared at you panting and sweating and gritting his teeth it was obvious you had other plans.

"What is it Shoto? You want something?"

You hummed dragging your thumb over his slit, smearing the precum around, his shaft throbbing under your touch, an angry red and ready to explode at any time. Only if the tie wasn't wrapped around the base so tightly as a makeshift cock ring.

In yet another futile attempt to reach you, he jerked his arms forward, the metal of the cuffs clinking and the headboard creaked before hitting back on the wall with a loud bang. "Fucking hell..." he hissed as you laughed and grabbed his cock again and started stroking it "these quirk cancelling cuffs are pretty amazing, huh?" His negotiation patience flew out the window as he resorted to threats "when I get out of these cuffs, I'm going to hold you down and fuck the shit out of you, till you can't form a single coherent thought, (y/n)." He growled out and you only grinned at him, a shiver running down your spine knowing he would hold true to his words, you leaned in whispering right into his ear in a breathy voice "If you get out of them Sho~" you tightened the tie around your wrist and pulled it a little tighter.

He let his head drop back in between his stretched up arms on the headboard, glaring at the ceiling before shutting his eyes tight and moaning when you resumed your onslaught on his poor overstimulated cock, bucking his hips involuntarily into your touch.

Izuku Midoriya

The moment he stepped in through the doors, you had pulled him inside by his collar and shut the door, slamming him back into the wall.

The way his green eyes turned wide with worry before he realised what was going on when you crashed your lips onto his, added to your desire to mess him up even more.

He looked relieved only for a second, before his expression twisted into a knowing one as you slapped his hand away harshly when he reached out to hold your hips. He whimpered at the sting of your teeth on his lower lip as you bit and tugged on it when you pulled back from the kiss, your hand reaching down and cupping his dick through his pants roughly, him letting out a surprised mewl.

"You will be touching what I tell you, when I tell you to. Got it, hero?"

He looked at you through half lidded eyes, pupils dilated, already breathless and panting for air "But!-" you gripped his jaw with your free hand forcing him to be quiet "you're going to be a good boy for me, Deku, right?"

He watched you and your eyes intently for a few seconds before nodding his head. That was a couple of hours ago. Now he was leaning back full weight on the wall behind him, dishelved and a hot mess, with your lips wrapped around his cock, sucking his soul out, again and again with no break.

His thighs quivering and legs were shaking, barely able to hold himself up, his head dropping back and hitting the wall with a soft thud as he let out a high pitched exhale that turned into a long loud moan, his hands turning into fists on the wall behind him , knuckles turning white as he came again with nothing coming out, dry as they come.

"Shit! P-please (y/n)! I c-can't anymore... please!" He begged once again almost sobbing from the intense pleasure as he looked down at you for mercy, with you enjoying the number 1 hero, Deku, turning into a loud begging moaning mess under your touch.

Shinsou Hitoshi

Your silence was killing him, crushing his hopes with every passing moment and every time your evil grin faded from his watery vision due to the intense pleasure. Before it all got ripped away from him before he could grasp his now much desired release. "Ah! Fuck! Come on!" He whined and groaned as he tried catching his breath, defeatedly looking at the ceiling before his eyes snapped back on your grin and your unusually quiet chuckle.

Why would you not slip and make a sound in his reply!

It had been a simple request he would have never thought to result in this outcome of all things;

"Hitoshi? Can you do me a favour?" You had kindly hugged him from behind and was now playfully tugging on his arms, to make him turn around, he assumed.

Oh how wrong he was.

"Keep your eyes on mine to the end and it will all be over."

You had said just as you pulled both his arms behind his back, tying them tight and pushing him back on the bed.

That was the last thing he heard you say.

No matter how he prodded at your pride, your conscience, your logic. You wouldn't budge to reply to him, as you gave him a sweet smile while placing the little vibrating buds on his cock securely before walking away, swaying your hips as you showed him the controller between your thumb and forefinger.

"That's a coward move you're pulling, kitten. Never took you for a- Gah!"

You turned the vibrator on, straight on it's highest setting, shrughing your shoulders and smiling at him innocently when he glared at you.

That was an hour and quite a few denied orgasms ago. The thought made him huff out loud.

"You will regret-Ngh! I'm sorry!"

He whimpered as the buzzing sound filled his ears again. He had forgotten threatening was no way to go. It was a simple request; He would have to keep his eyes open and keep them on yours the whole time. He had never thought eye contact with you would be such a hard task to complete.

#Todoroki x reader #Bakugou x reader #Midoriya x reader #Shinsou x reader #Deku x reader #Bnha smut #Todoroki x reader smut #Bakugou x reader smut #Izuku x reader smut #Shinsou x reader smut #Bakugou katsuki #Shoto todoroki #Izuku midoriya #Shinsou hitoshi #nerves of steel

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ha-hatdog · 4 years

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haru kato hcs

- what is it like to be dating haru kato?

omg excited about this cuz i want me some haru content. pretty boi needs tons of love and affection. we need more haru kato content. i demand it!

requested by @beef-tomatoes : can you do haru kato dating headcanons. here you have the frog man🐸 < |> /\ the frog man says: have a nice day💖😌✌

requests open

first things first - congrats on getting this man to be your boyfriend because boy oh boy you gonna get the best domestic life ever

haru kato is a simple man with a simple life who knows his responsibilities so expect perfect husbando and waifu qualities

cooking for you is his favorite thing to do. he loves being able to alleviate your stress, especially after a particularly troubling day at work/university

he loves it when you cook for him too. it makes him feel special and his heart just soars. this man will not leave the kitchen just so he can watch you working your magic with ingredients and spice while wearing that dumb dreamy face. he holds himself back from sliding behind you and embracing you because you look so good with an apron for the reason he doesn't want to distract you but most of the time he just does it because you're too cute

if you know how to cook, he'll give you tips here and there but will leave you to your cooking majority of the time

if you can't cook, expect a full blown cooking lesson from him because he said he won't be able to cook for you all the time and he'll be damned if you always order take out or buy those just microwave packages in convenient stores

if your cooking turned out good, haru will eat seconds and thirds, complimenting you every now and then after gulping down what he was chewing. will definitely ask you to cook more for him and if you can't, he'll brush it off saying maybe next time but internally he was pouty because he wants more. probably thinking of marrying you already

if your cooking turned out bad, he will tell you it could use a little more work, offer himself to help you, but he'll still eat it because you made it for him aww. still probably thinking of marrying you

dates with haru is sort of rare. crime doesn't sleep and nor does he so most of your dates are at his place - just watching a movie and eating whatever he cooked

he always has to have a hand on you or an arm over your shoulder. gotta make sure you're really there

but if he does have time, he will take you out on a simple date that benefits both of your interests. haru won't say but he'll always lean more in your interests in dates because he feels so bad for depriving you of his quality time. this is how he silently atones, plys he buys you small and thoughtful gifts

remember when i said crime doesn't sleep nor does he? well, haru gets tired often. it was natural because of his field of work. haru will hesitate to go to your place because he needs some loving and some caring but doesn't want to be a bother so he calls you to ask permission before going

will want to sleep with you once he gets there but you force him to eat because he needs to he healthy to continue being a detective. he will grumble while you make him food but his heart is soft that you think about his well being

"my girlfriend is best girl" he whispers in a slur, trying to keep himself from falling asleep in the dining room while eating

will drag you to your bed after eating and will pull you down with him on the bed. haru will have his arms draped around you and snuggle in your chest. he will let out a content sigh if you snuggle back and run your fingers through his hair

haru just want cuddles with his girlfriend after a hard day at work. spoil him please

haru will be happy if he wakes up and you're still in his arms but will scoff if you are not. haru will stand up no matter how tired he still is and drag you back to bed to continue your cuddle

tell me haru won't try pranking you and feeling bad after it

head pats while saying "sorry babe, i didn't mean to, i'm sorry, yes yes, i'll be a better boyfriend from now on. come here and give me a hug"

whenever you two bathe together, he loves it when you clean his back because he can feel the stress go bye bye with your soft fingers

he washes your hair and he sometimes tries to make stupid hairstyles with your lathered tresses and you'll always rate them

most of the times you take baths together, it is nonsexual. he just appreciates you being there

but haru will slip in a few rounds whenever you two feel like getting it on

soft dom but probs hiding a few kinks

forehead kisses is his favorite because he gets to see your happy face looking up at him whenever he pulls away

haru is definitely a tease whenever you try to kiss him - lips, cheeks, forehead, neck - you can't reach any of them even if you go on your tip toes because he's tall. he won't bend down so you can kiss him because you look so adorable trying so hard to give him love and affection

he'll probably be the one to kiss you after a few minutes of teasing. he can't help it. you look so cute

gah his heart is full

when haru gets jealous, he is irritated. he will come up to you, an annoyed glare on his face, and taking your hand.

haru goer grrr my baby but i won't hurt you or anything because my baby finds it bad but i'm warning you -

when you're the one who's jealous, he finds it amusing

he smothers his grin when you get adorably protective of him

he teases you about it but hugs you after to affirm that this man ain't going anywhere

laundry days are messy, messier than when the two of you have food fights

you two keep throwing drenched clothes or bubbles or water at one another

haru is merciless with laundry throwing fights

expect a shirt thrown swiftly at your face with a resounding SMACK

this boy ain't losin to laundry throwing fights

you always stop by the precint whenever you can just to visit haru

he used to hate it because his coworkers always flock around you whenever you come by but soon grew to love it because you seem to enjoy being around them and you gain nee friends

he'll talk you through his work process and he's very proud whenever you go all ooh ahh so cool because he has an ego and loves that you are interested in his work as much as he does to yours

he tries to be professional whenever at work but he'll sneak in a few kisses if he think nobody is looking. but not you tho, you kiss him whenever you want and wherever you want

someone is always looking so he gets teased quite a lot by his coworkers and he gets all blushy and tsundere aww

hugs with haru are always tight knit. the reason? because he loves holding you, that's literally it

did i mention piggy back rides? no? well, haru doesn't do them unless necessary like you're super tired or got a sprain but jump on his back and kiss him on top of his head and nyoom you are now on a piggy back ride

haru is a huge fan of discounts and coupons so you always have to help him find the best item there is that is discounted or you have coupons for

you gave him a small notebook to keep all his coupons and his face just goes (⊙o⊙)

hand holding in the market while shopping. he won't let you go until you're at the cashier because last time he let you get some items alone, he ended up going to the intercom to call for you

"y/n where are you? i just told you to get a soap and find me at the dairy section."

but he don't mind tho because it's a good excuse to keep you close to him

arguing over which product - any product at all - is better to buy. sorry to say this but haru wins all the time. you swear, this man has a sixth sense for which items to buy

arguments with haru is . . . well maybe that's for another time

but silly arguments with haru is common. fights over who gets to clean the dishes, who makes the bed, which movie or series is better, which cop movie superior, which food to eat, who is the big spoon - but they're all fun snd games

haru will make sure to win as the big spoon tho because again, he has a hidden ego and his heart swells when he sees how tiny you are compared to him

getting drunk with haru is always a rollercoaster. he's a rambling drunk? well, you're the agree with everything drunk

"the floor is too cold. why is it always cold? i just want warmth and peace" cue haru sliding on the floor with a red face because of the alcohol. he's very at ease with you so being stupid and childish is norm for him

"yes, yes, i agree, the floor is always cold. bad floor, you're making haru sad" then you slide with him on the floor

haru turns to you "you don't make me sad"

you turn to him "yes, i make you happy"

you two are just a pair of drunk lovebirds

patch him up when he gets hurt in his work

he won't feel much pain if it's you who's patching him up

he doesn't why but that's that

kiss his boo boos he likes them he's an actual bab for you

haru will always bring you to work/university. it doesn't matter if he is late as long as gets you there

actually it matters that he is late. he just never tells you so you won't tell him to stop. that's why once you're out of sight, after you exchange goodbyes snd kisses, you bet your ass he's speeding through the streets to get to the precint in time (got tickets from speeding but he hides them from you but you'll find out eventually lmao)

since he is a cop/detective, of course he had a gun. he won't bring it to your place but whenever you're at his place or at the precint, he'll allow you to hold it, with him supervising of course, and he'll probably teach you how to fire a gun in a range

will catch you whenever you suffer the recoil of pulling the trigger

will pull a cheesy line like "falling for me now, huh?"

when daisuke joins the precint, haru is less than thrilled

since you always visit him and he became partners with daisuke, that meant you have meet to this rich bastard

and he doesn't like it because

1) he's rich af

2) he's somewhat arrogant

3) he doesn't want to admit it but daisuke is handsome

he is 101% fuming when he sees you talking to daisuke than him. his mind reverts back to all those times you always talk to him in the precint when in reality you were just talking to daisuke for 3 minutes

haru is overdramatic and

insecure

he's scared that you'll leave him for daisuke

daisuke has everything. money, looks, fame - he can't even buy you something extravagant. he's still saving up for your birthday, doing overtime and stuff while still buying you small gifts when daisuke can just give you the whole world with a snap of his finger

it'll eat him up alive

he just wants to spend the rest of his life with you but maybe you'll be happier with daisuke?

when you learned this, you just burst out of tears because

this baby is sad and scared of losing you

so you did something to make him assured you only want him and planning to be with him always

haru has always insisted that you move in with him after a year of being together

and then you show up at his place with your stuff and saying "I'll grab more of my stuff tomorrow so help me move in"

haru has never been so happy and excited that he cooked a whole feast for the two of you

you two gets stomachaches the day after

so you stay in his bed the whole day being lazy and snuggling

haru turned off his phone when daisuke was calling him because duh he's spending precious time with his lovely girlfriend

in conclusion, haru kato is whipped for you

oh, by the way, you and daisuke partnered up to mess with haru and now haru has one less braincell because it decided to be best friends with the braincell that always has money in its disposal

"she better be happy i love her"

haru loves you vewy mooch

#haru kato #haru kato x reader #haru katou #fugou keiji x reader #fuguo keiji #balance unlimited #anime #daisuke kambe x reader #daisuke kambe #the millionaire detective #the millionare detective balance: unlimited #fuguo keiji balance unlimited #haru katou x reader #haru katō #x reader #anime x reader #fuguo keiji x reader

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