#and yes i suck at writing please don't tell me T T

[museandwords]

Warnings: female!reader, 1940’s setting, dubious consent, mentions of war, age difference (hinted), innocent!reader, insecure!reader, bucky is a bit of a fuck boy, i feel like i should mention they do have sex with reader’s parents being in the house so i’ll throw that out there, bucharest!bucky (my beloved come home the kids miss you), reincarnation (kind of?)

Author’s Note: It's finally here! I don’t know what the end goal of this was but I listened to illicit affairs by taylor swift and this was born? To be honest this has just morphed into something and it’s moreso just me rambling but anyway enjoy.  Feedback is always welcome!

MINORS DNI! 18+ ONLY

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The first time you meet James Buchanan Barnes and his best friend Steve Rogers, you're the new waitress at a diner on a corner in Brooklyn. It’s your first shift, and you're  wearing a satin bow in your hair. You wore lipstick to look more mature, and you gave a dazzling, sweet smile at all those who walked in.

You wanted to look pretty.

You were eager to get a job, loved the idea of some independence and wanted to do your best. 

“Hi, what can I get you?” You ask as you grip your pocket-sized notepad in your right hand, a blue pen in your left. 

When you look up from your pad, your hand stills and your heart skips a beat. It’s almost like the wind gets sucked out of you, and you can feel your cheeks heat up, you've never been so enamored by a man at first sight before. 

He isn’t looking back at you, not right away. His eyes were downcast, focused on the menu in front of him as he contemplated what to get.

From this angle, You can see how pink his lips are, how devastating the cut of his jaw is, and how utterly soft his cropped brown hair looks. 

It's almost as if it’s in slow motion, the way his eyes move over the menu, and how he licks his lips in thought. 

You think he must be older, you don't recognize him or his friend.

He’s gorgeous, and he doesn’t even seem to take notice. 

You only have milliseconds to recover, and your deflated smile returns with vigor. 

“Get whatever you want Stevie, I’m gonna take another minute.” He says as he finally glances over to his friend – Stevie. 

Stevie is a tiny little thing, all slumped shoulders and pale skin, and probably the same size as you, but you like how large his eyes are, how gold his blonde hair is, despite the clear indicators that he isn’t well. 

“Uh, yes…Can I just get a chocolate milkshake and fries?” Stevie asks you, looking up with those crystal eyes and you begin to write his order down. You nod, warm and polite the whole time. 

“Of course.” You tell him gently, finishing your writing before your eyes dart over to his companion, who is now looking up at you.

And you're met with the breathtaking blue eyes you have ever seen.

You try your best not to outwardly react to him, after all that wouldn’t be very professional of you. 

But how can you not feel weak in the knees when he looks up at you like that, how can you not get butterflies when he’s the most gorgeous boy – man – to ever exist?

“And you?” You ask softly, not even realizing you're nervously biting your lip before his gaze glances towards your mouth, and he smiles – amused!

“Well, Princess, can I please get a chocolate milkshake as well and…a burger?” He asks. You swallow, before nodding your head, writing down his order. 

“Just a regular burger or would you like cheese on it?” You ask – rather dumbly.

And he just keeps on smiling, eyes sparkling with delight as you nervously press your pen to your paper. 

“What would you recommend?” He asks, leaning forward and batting those perfectly long, curled lashes.

You flush…

“I-I normally like it with cheese…” You reply, bringing your pad closer to your face in hopes of hiding behind it. 

“Alright, princess, I trust you on this.” He says with a wink. 

You barely recover. 

—-------

You are quite proud to say you have successfully survived any and all encounters with one James Buchanan Barnes after that. 

He frequents the diner on a weekly basis, normally with Steve, or his sister or – and the most disappointing of them all – his dates. 

And, you learn against your own will, that Bucky indeed goes on lots of dates. Which, you suppose you should’ve known.

You never serve him when he comes in with a girl because when he comes in you're either on a break or you haven't clocked in yet or you're just ending your shift, and you're thankful for it. 

You know that you wouldn’t be able to be the friendliest you could be when he brings girl after girl through those double doors and orders milkshake after milkshake. 

It doesn’t take you long to come to the conclusion that the tiny little crush you harbored for him turned into a not-so-tiny-and-little crush. 

It was big, bigger than anything you've ever felt for a man, for sure. Which is pathetic considering you only ever spoke to him when he came in to order some food. 

So every time Bucky Barnes came in with a new girl under his arm, you could feel yourself deflate just a little more. 

They’re never the same girl. 

Every few weeks Bucky comes in with a new one tucked into him. 

Every time it’s the same thing, he’s got that stupidly boyish charming smile on his mouth, those intense, breath-taking blue eyes focused on nothing but his date, and he’s always so well-dressed, even in the simplest of clothes. 

Every time, you see each of them fall under his spell.

You can’t really blame them.

One thing you do notice is that it seems Bucky just likes women, they have no particular similarities; blondes, brunettes, girls with hair as black night. Wide brown doe eyes, siren-like blue eyes, and everything in between.

Bucky just really seems to appreciate women. 

But the thing is…they’re always older than you.

—--

You remember the first time the two of you had a moment. 

It’s later in the evening, and he looks exhausted, smelling of salt water and sweat and sun. His usually pale skin has a soft glow to it, and he’s sitting on one of the stools rather than a booth. You had just come back from your break and was surprised to see him.

“Hi, have you been helped?” You ask as you slip back on your apron.

Bucky looks up at you, those startling blue eyes shining with mild recognition, and then there it is, that easy, disarming smile that never fails to make your stomach swoop.

“Oh, not yet princess,” He says and your heart skips a beat at the pet name, an echo from the first time you unofficially met.

You blush, nodding your head as you pull out a notepad and the pen that had been nestled in the bun of your hair. “What can I get you?” You ask.

He glances at the menu. You know what he’s going to get, he orders it every time.

“Milkshake and a cheeseburger, please.”

—--

It becomes a thing after that. After that first night when he sat on the stools. Something changes. 

Bucky comes in every week, sometimes twice. 

He always comes in during your shift. Always the exact same time;  right after working from the docks, and he sits in the same spot. And he always orders a milkshake with a cheeseburger. 

He chats you up in between tables, waits for your break so he can follow you and take you for a little walk down the street, waits until your shift is done so he can walk you home. 

He talks about anything and everything with you, his childhood, his passions, his dreams, his mother and sister and his dear friend Steve Rogers. 

And in turn you tell him about your own ambitions, what you strive for in life once you get a little older and more sure of yourself.

Not once does he laugh or belittle your dreams. 

“Hey, princess?” He asks, one evening when it’s late and the sun has gone to bed and it’s pouring rain outside.

“Yes, Bucky?” You answer as you go about your closing duties, you only spare a glance at him with a small, pointed smile.

“When are you gonna let me take you out?” He asks, leaning forward on the bar as his eyes are zeroed in on just you. 

You know that look, you’ve seen him use it countless times – girl after girl – and you know, instinctively, that maybe you shouldn’t. You’ve seen how this plays out. Bucky gets interested, gets what he wants, then he’s off to the shiny new toy. 

So, the odds aren’t in your favor, you know this.

But who are you to say no?

—

It's your first date. The very first one. 

Your parents never allowed you to date and well — you had never been asked out before.

So of course, it is both an exhilarating and anxious affair, you had worn your best dress, washed your hair and applied your mother’s lipstick.

Bucky shows up with flowers, he impresses your mother and even manages to successfully charm your father. 

It’s a simple date, ice cream and a stroll in the neighborhood.

He eats chocolate ice cream, you have strawberry.

The thing is Bucky is a great conversationalist. You can see why girls swoon and sigh when he talks to them. 

He asks questions, genuinely listens and responds with a meaningful response. He is also insanely funny, his quick wit is impressive. 

He tells you he wanted to be a writer, but university just wasn’t in the cards to pursue this dream, so he settled for the docks. He tells you he wanted to write science fiction stories and dreams about a futuristic society where there is magic, flying cars and talking animals.

“And what about you, princess?” He asked as he held your hand. 

Your brain is so overcome with the sensation of how big and warm and calloused his hand was that you barely processed the question.

“Hmm, what?” You ask, taking a lick of your strawberry ice cream to focus on something – anything. The cool sensation against your tongue is enough to alert your senses. Bucky laughs softly.

“What do you wanna be when you’re all grown up?” He asks in that endearing way.

“Oh,” You say as you think. It wasn’t like you had some big ambition, girls like you – life was pretty much about survival in this day and age.

“I always wanted to have my own little shop, like with food or coffee maybe, somewhere people can come and just be.” You tell him.

“Yeah?” He asks, genuinely interested. You nod.

“Tell you what, when you get your little shop, I’ll come and do my writing there.” He says as he beams at you, his eyes full of sparkles and wonder and hope.

You laugh.

“Only if I get to read the rough drafts.”

“Deal.”

—--

As much as you like the little dates, the walks in the parks, the little rendezvous, you also long for the more serious ones, the dinners, the dancing. 

But you notice Bucky never takes you, and he always insists on you two meeting up on your own, he says he likes the intimacy of just the two of you. 

But you also think about how when Bucky would date other women, he was very, very into showing them off.

You try not to read too much into that.

But it seeps into your soul, crawls into your brain when you’re alone and the thoughts just won’t stop. So, one day, while you’re walking by the water and he’s rambling on about some fight with Steve, you interrupt him.

“Bucky?” You ask, your voice so small, so unsure. He immediately notices your tone and his attention is on you in full.

“Yes, princess?” He asks, raising an eyebrow.

“How come you don’t…” You take a breath, figuring that isn’t the best choice of language. “How come we don’t ever go dancing?” You ask. 

Bucky looks surprised by the question, though his gaze softens as he brings his hand up to cup your cheek tenderly. You know by his touch, by the way he’s looking at you, that he knows.

“I’d love to go dancing with you, princess, it’s just…I know you’re always on your feet at work and I didn’t wanna make you feel obligated or forced…” He admits as he leans closer, his lips ghosting yours as he looks earnestly in your eyes. 

And, you hadn’t been considering that, automatically you had assumed maybe he was ashamed to be seen with you. And your heart melts faster than an ice cream on a hot summer’s day.

“I’ll take you dancing, girl.” 

—--

So, the two of you become a thing.  An unofficial, official thing where Bucky is unofficially your boyfriend. And it’s been longer than a few weeks, his usual dating pattern. 

It’s been a thing that’s been sitting in the depth of your body, somewhere where your stomach meets your abdomen and it’s warm. 

It happens every time Bucky holds your hand, or when he brings a straw or spoon to his mouth and sucks, or when he gets that hyper focused intense look in his eye while he’s deep in thought or doing something. 

You feel it in the depth of your core, and every time your heart skips several beats and you lose your breath. 

It happens the most when he kisses you. 

And he kisses you a lot. 

In the beginning it was small pecks goodbye, gentle kisses on your mouth that felt like soft summer rain and tasted like chocolate and salt.

Lately he’s been more zealous in his kisses. More aggressive and handsy. He’ll grab you by the waist, his hand finding the small of your back as he tilts your chin up to him so he can place a hot, open mouth kiss on yours. 

It’s always during your break, or when right before he goes home, or when you’re on one of your little dates and he just can’t seem to relax. 

You like kissing Bucky. You love it. 

He’s all-consuming, he wants everything you can possibly give him. Your mouth, your sounds, your soul. 

And you give it all to him. 

Which is how you find yourself in your current predicament. 

You weren’t being the greatest daughter when Bucky Barnes snuck in through your window.

“What are you doing?” You whisper scream at him, exhilarated as he moves to close the window, that boyish mischievous grin you’ve come to know beaming on his face. 

“I missed you, princess. Couldn’t stop thinking about you, had to come see you.” He whispers back as he stands to his full height and turns. 

He’s looking around your room. It’s a little messy, some clothes were resting on your vanity desk chair, and flush from the fact that he’s seeing this intimate part of you. Bucky doesn’t say anything, if anything you can’t help but notice the way his eyes soften, especially when he sees the posters on your wall, and the records you have on a shelf.

Or the family portrait of you and your parents that hangs above your bed.

Then, suddenly he’s sitting on your bed, and he’s pulling you into his lap.

“Bucky–!” You say before his lips sufficiently cut you off from whatever you were about to say. 

It’s one of the more urgent kisses, the one where his mouth is licking into yours, his hands are moving up and down the expanse of your back, his fingers feel dry against the cotton fabric of your white nightgown. And then they’re tangling in your hair. His fingertips playfully tease the straps that rest on your shoulders. 

It’s like he can’t get enough.

You’ve made out in the past, but he’s never had the urgency that he is currently encompassing. It makes your body flush, your heart rate picks up. And you’re completely still in his lap, especially once you start feeling your pussy begin to throb in response to the way he’s touching you. 

This isn’t the first time he’s had this effect on you, far from it. There were a few times in the past where he’s made you so wet you had to squeeze your thighs shut and let out a strangled “Bucky–wait…” And he always respected your limits. 

But now, he can’t stop. Not when he has you right where he wants you, all breathy and soft and all he could think about on the way over was how plump your lips looked after he kissed you, or how soft the curves of your body were when you wore those summer dresses he loved so much.

And you can’t help but whimper in his mouth as his hand comes up to massage your right breast over your nightgown. 

“Shit,” He whispers as he finally breaks the kiss and looks where his hand is on your breast. He realizes then, that the flimsy fabric is the only thing between him and your breast. He squeezes once, twice. It’s almost like he’s entranced as he palms your breast, rubbing the fabric against your nipple.

“You’re so beautiful, baby girl.” He tells you as he finally breaks his gaze from where he’s touching you and he looks up into your half-lidded, hazy eyes. 

He did that. He made you look so hazy and besotted, just from his mouth, his hand. 

He feels his cock twitch in his pants just from the sight of you.

He didn’t mean for it to get this far, not really. He just wanted to come and kiss you goodnight, to hold you for a little, but once he crawled in through that window, saw you in your nightgown, and was engulfed in the scent of just you from being in your bedroom, something inside of him snapped. 

“Am I?” You ask back, and you look so vulnerable, so precious as you look down at him, all swollen lips and glassy eyes. He nods.

“Most beautiful girl in the world, my beautiful girl,” He murmurs. His hands come back up, and his fingers find the straps again. His beautiful eyes meet yours, and you notice how dilated his pupils are, how heavy with lust he looks. And there's a question in his eyes, and you nod your head. 

You suppose, in a way, you should’ve known it was going to come to this. 

What other way was it going to go? Especially when the feelings you have for him grew, bloomed into something so beautiful and intense that you’d give your soul to him.

Bucky swallows, before he slips the straps off your shoulders, and you both move to push the fabric down and off your torso, and it pools at your waist. 

Your chest is flushed, and your eyes are wider as you suck in a breath as his eyes fall to the exposed skin of your breasts. He lets out a low, soft, groan, before his hands come up to rest on your back again, and he leans forward to capture your left nipple into his mouth. 

You let out a muted whine once his hot, wet mouth latches on, and his tongue comes to flick and swirl around the sensitive bud with just the right amount of pressure.

Before you think against it, your hips begin to grind down against his, back and forth, gently, just enough to tease his bulge against your clothed pussy. The only thing between you and the fabric of his pants is your panties.

Bucky groans, the vibration reverberating around your nipple which causes your hips to stutter. 

“Shit…I don’t want to stop.” Bucky murmurs as his mouth finally unlatches from your nipple with a soft pop and he moves to kiss and nibble the expanse of your breasts. 

Then he takes a deep inhale of air and rests his forehead on your collar bone, willing himself to calm down.

Except.

“I don’t want you to either.” You whisper, your heart pounding in your chest as your skin flushes the most beautiful scarlet.

And it’s like something snaps, in both of you.

—

You hadn't seen him in a while, not since that night. 

You try to move forward, try not to dwell too much on it, but your brain continues to throw images of that night in your mind's eye. 

Bucky's body, naked and pressed against yours. Bucky on top of you, his hot breath against the expanse of your neck, over your breasts.

Bucky's forehead pressed to yours as he looked down between the two of you, watching his cock move in and out of your tight heat with each thrust. You can hear the way he groans, echoing in the recesses of your mind as he —

You always snap back to reality just as you feel your stomach drop. 

And you feel so, so stupid when you remember what you told him. 

Why did I tell him I loved him?

So, imagine your surprise, when the man of all your dreams and nightmares walks through the diner’s door, dressed in army green, standing tall with his chin confidentiality tilted back. 

But  you can't help but think that the uniform is wearing him. 

And your heart sinks. 

No.

You're helping another customer when you spot him, and his eyes are on you in an instant, moving toward the bar stool as he waits for you to finish.

Your lips purse together as his gaze lowers. And he never looked more like a kicked puppy than he did in that moment. 

“Shelly? Can you cover me for a minute?” You ask your co-worker, who is pouring one of the regulars another cup of coffee. 

“Sure thing!” She calls back. And you take off your apron before you move to walk to the back door of the diner. You don’t say anything to Bucky, but he knows to follow just the same. 

You feel a whirlwind of emotions swirl inside of you, anger, relief, confusion, fear. And it bubbles up and sits heavily in your chest as your mind races a mile a minute. 

When the two of you are in the back alley, you turn to him, resting your hands on both of your hips as your gaze burns a hole through his face. Bucky looks downward for a moment, avoiding you. 

How the hell does he think that any of this was okay? 

You want to rip his head off, chew him a new one, tell him to stay away from you. And you're gonna tell him! You're gonna —

“Please tell me you're not going.” You're surprised by how soft, how vulnerable and hopeless you sound. 

Bucky's breath comes out fast, and he stands a little straighter. 

“I ship out tomorrow.” He tells you, and he tries to look so brave, but you can't help but notice the fear in his eyes. 

This is the first time you don't see Bucky as this great, impressive man, he looks more like a little boy.

Your eyes begin to water. Tomorrow. 

That’s too soon. He can't.

“...What am I supposed to do?” You ask as you begin to really cry now, your voice cracks and you can feel your face become hot. 

Bucky is quick to cross the space between you, quick to scoop you into his arms and begin shushing you as his hand comes to rest gently against the back of your head. 

He holds you so tenderly. 

“Wait for me.” Bucky whispers. “Wait for me sweet girl, I know I messed up…I got scared. You didn't do anything wrong, I swear it. I just got scared.” Bucky whispers into your hair. 

“But after I got my papers I just. It made me realize that I love you too. God, I love you.” He says, and his own voice is swelling with emotion as he holds onto you tighter. 

This is it…

“When we win, I want you to be here when I land.” He tells you so softly, his blue eyes are almost watering too as he searches your depths. 

And it's all you've ever wanted, it's all there in his eyes, in his words. 

“You have to come back.” You whisper, bringing your hand up to his cheek as your eyes are watery and bleary. “You have to come back this time…” You beg him. 

Bucky brings his lips to your forehead, pressing his mouth so gently as he places a long, tender kiss there.  “I'm gonna come back, I'm gonna come right back home to you and make you a wife, sweet girl.” He whispers. 

You close your eyes, and you smile but it's so heartbroken and sad. Your hand comes over his, where it's placed on your hair. You can't help the feeling that is crawling in your throat, pooling in the depth of your belly. 

It doesn't feel right. 

“You’d better, James Buchanan Barnes, or I’m going to tell your mother.” You threaten, and he laughs. 

—---

So, Bucky ships out. 

The two of you agree to write, Bucky's letter comes first. He tells you of the travel, the living conditions, some of the friends he's making, and how much he misses milkshakes and cheese burgers and your kisses.

You tell him you love him, over and over and over again. Because you feel like you can't tell him enough. And you feel that there is nothing you could tell him about back home that would make him feel any better. 

The clock keeps ticking…

He tells you about his capture, but nothing too graphic, you notice the change of tone in his writing and how he seems to be more unsure of this whole Howling Commandos thing with Steve. He seems more urgent, more desperate in his wording, and how he tells you he can’t wait to come home and help you open that little shop you always wanted. 

Your heart breaks when you notice the smudged letters, the way the pen seems to drag and move more often than not, and that he crosses things out, and there are tear stains. 

And then one day, they just stop coming, and you know something happened. 

You can't explain it, but you know it was bad. 

And then you get the official notice, the letter signed by Colonel Phillips. 

And your whole world shatters. 

—- 

2016…

 Bucky is in Bucharest, he just got off of a long shift at the construction site.. 

More days than not, he's been haunted by non-linear memories, and anything triggers them. 

Sights, smells, sounds. They all bring back 80 years worth of memories, but they're so miniscule, so quick to pass by in his mind that he has to write them down before he forgets. To try and tether himself to who he used to be all the while trying to figure out who he is now. 

He remembers the smell of his mother’s laundry, the pigtails his sister wore, he remembers hot summer days in a tiny little home. He remembers the taste of something chocolate and frozen and the smell of grease and salt.

Just glimpses of the man he was before a lifetime ago. And all he wants to do is grab them and hold onto them tight.

Tonight, he's tired, genuinely has no energy to cook. 

So he decides to go down to the little restaurant on the corner of his street, a local favourite, or so he’s been told by the sweet little old ladies of his apartment building. 

Bucky takes a seat in one of the corner booths and he keeps his eyes down, making sure not to draw too much attention to himself as he brings his baseball cap lower. 

He nearly has a heart attack when he feels the presence of someone beside him. Though he relaxes once he realizes it’s a waitress. 

“Hi, what can I get you?” 

And Bucky freezes. That phrase echoes in his mind, over and over before it morphs into something that smells like caramel, and he thinks of moonlight, neon signs and I love you.

He knows, undoubtedly, that he knows that voice too. He looks up, startled and shocked because he knows. He knows it’s you.

Or it looks like you…

He doesn’t even know who you are, but he knows by the way his heart stops beating, and he feels a rush of blood through his body, and the way he feels like he’s been punched in the gut that he knows you, he knows you from when he was James Buchanan Barnes, boy from Brooklyn.

But how can it be you?

“Um…” Bucky doesn't even look down at the menu. He's too scared to look away because what if you disappear? 

“Oh um…do you have milkshakes and cheeseburgers?”

#bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x female reader

[feelysgirl]

CONFESS.

masterlist.

pairing: xavier t. x reader

warnings: fingering

note: this is so incredibly bad but i love it

xavier thorpe. you wouldn't say you were friends but you were definitely not strangers. he made you feel things you'd never felt before from a single look, you could only imagine how you'd feel if he were to actually do something. you'd always stare at him during class while he drew in his sketchbooks, fascinated by him and his drawings. you loved the way his hands flexed as he drew and how his face looked when his only concern was on his drawings.

you'd been complaining to ajax about how you couldn't write in peace because of your roommates and he had asked xavier if you could use his shed, he said yes. he was going to share his most precious part of him with you, you had almost passed out right then and there.

so that's where you were. trying to finish the chapter of your story you were currently working on, but your mind was somewhere else. all you could think about was how xavier's hands would feel on your body, telling you things you wanted to hear. you sigh in frustration and say,, fuck it,, in your mind.

you close your computer, turn your chair, and slowly drag your hand under your skirt. you move your panties to the side and rub up and down your wet folds moaning to the feeling. you imagine it's xavier doing this to you and moan his name,"mm xavier just like that"

"just like what?" he says walking into his shed with a smirk and surprising the fuck out of you. you quickly remove your hand and wipe it on your skirt, staring at xavier wide eyed and frozen.

"oh come on y/n don't get too quiet now, what were you just doing?" he asks even though he knew exactly what you were doing.

"nothing xavier, but i'm gonna go now so you can paint in peace." you say and start grabbing your computer to put back in your backpack but xavier walks over and grabs your wrist before you can.

"i don't think so y/n, come on, show me what you were doing." he says but doesn't remove his hand from holding yours.

,,god this is so embarrassing,, you think but still bring your hand back down to your cunt, along with xavier's.

"this is what you were doing? touching yourself?"

you nod with embarrassment written all over your face. he smirks and moves his hand, replacing yours.

"i'll help you." he whispers in your ear and inserts two of his fingers into your wet entrance, slowing moving them back and forth.

you moan, "oh god xavier", and throw your head back.

"seems like you got a little crush y/n, you're so wet for me." he adds another finger and goes faster.

"mm no i do.." you whine, "don't." you say before letting out another moan from the feeling of his fingers continually sliding in and out of your cunt.

"so you weren't imagining it was me who was fingering you?" he asks before quickening his actions.

"no, i-it" you lose your words as the pleasure overtakes your body, "-slipped out." you say before letting out yet another moan. " 'my god, feels so good" you whine.

"mm we'll see about that." he says and you feel your climax approaching.

"faster, god please go faster." you whine and xavier listens. you feel the knot in your stomach form, letting out hundreds of moans and whimpers,, so close,,

then nothing. xavier pulls his fingers out. you whine, "xavierrr"

"hm?" he hums and stays staring at you.

"why'd you stop." you say pouting

"oh right that" he sucks in a breath and looks away from you, "well if you don't like me then there's no reason for me to finish you off. you can do it yourself."

you sigh, "xavier please."

"sorry, no can do." he looks back at you and shrugs.

you whine, "fineee. i was imagining it was you. i do like you." you confess while looking away.

xavier grabs your chin to face him, "that's all you had to say." he slips his fingers back in.

you moan at the feeling of being full of his fingers again, you whimper when you feel him start to rub your clit.

"omg xavier, mmm" you you let your head fall back again.

"you look so pretty like this y/n, you don't know how long i've wanted to do this." he confesses and it pushes you over the edge.

you come undone under his touch and feel your legs start to slightly shake. you whimper as he removes his fingers. he brings his hand up to your mouth and you wrap your mouth around his fingers, licking up and down.

he groans, "god you're making it so hard not to fuck you right now”

you remove your mouth, a trail of saliva following, "do it."

so he did.

#xavier thorpe x reader #xavier thorpe x y/n #xavier thorpe #xavier smut #xavier thorpe smut #wednesday cast #wednesday netflix #xavier thorpe x reader smut #percy hynes white #fanfiction #strangers to lovers #smut

[countryclubkook]

Angel

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x kook!reader

Warnings: language, smut, drug use, slight degradation, I think that's all

Summary: Rafe likes the effect he has on you, he also likes showing everyone who you belong to

A/N: I hope you all enjoy this, it's a bit on the shorter side but the obx trailer sparked some quick Rafe (which fuck he looks so good) inspo. I'm still relatively new to writing smut so I hope it's good🤍

“Fuck angel, you're so eager and desperate for me to ruin you when you don't even have the slightest idea what you're getting yourself into” Rafe moaned out, a small laugh coming out at the end as he thrusted his hips against yours again.

It was another kook party ending with you and Rafe getting high and hooking up in an empty room. Neither of you wanted anything more (that’s what you’d told yourselves at least), and you definitely weren't best friends, but the sex was too good to refuse. Tonight he was being much rougher than usual and you were loving every second of it. He already managed to pull about 2 orgasms from you, one with his tongue and one with his fingers, and was working you towards your third.

You offered to suck him off in return, to try and please him the same way he was pleasing you, but he wouldn't allow it. Instead, he grabbed your hips and flipped you onto your stomach. A light tap on your ass signaled he wanted you on fours and you happily obliged. You would do anything he told you to.

“Yes Rafe…want you t-to ruin me. Please, I'll do…fuck.. I'll do anything” you moaned out. The high from the lines you did earlier combined with the feeling of Rafe buried so deep inside you made it hard to form coherent sentences.

“Anything yeah? You're a dumb slut for that, but fuck..you're my dumb slut. I'm going to fucking ruin you baby” one hand coming around your throat and pulling your back against his chest, the other finding it's way to your clit.

Your vision became blurry and you weren't sure if it was the right grip Rafe had on your throat, the intense amount of pleasure you were experiencing, or the high, but it didn't matter. You were in pure bliss at the moment.

“Y-yours. Only yours” you managed to moan out in between whimpers. The sound of Rafe's thick cock fucking into you was pornographic and sent shockwaves to your core. You felt so dirty and used in the best way and didn't know how much longer you could hold in your orgasm.

“That's right baby. Mine” he growled, feeling his release edge closer and closer.

He rubbed small but quick circles on your clit and moved his lips to your neck, slowly moving up to your jaw before pulling you into a sloppy kiss. He could tell you were close by the way you moaned and whimpered into the kiss, heavy breaths coming from you both.

“Rafe ‘m so close” you whined as you pulled away from the kiss, the pressure in your belly increasing.

“I know baby, I know. Just a little longer” he wanted you both to cum at the same time.

So you waited a few more seconds and tried your best not to cum before him. When his pace got faster and it felt like he was literally bruising your fucking cervix from how deep he was, you knew he was about to cum. You pulled him back into a rough kiss by his neck when you felt your orgasm finally take over, not able to hold it in any longer.

“Fuck you're clenching so much around my cock angel, going to look so pretty stuffed full of my cum” he moaned into your mouth, his grip on your throat tightening.

Your head was fuzzy and your whole body shook as your orgasm washed over you. Pure fucking bliss for the both of you as you felt him cum inside you, filling you up nice and full. He slowed down his pace, waiting until you had both come down from the high before pulling out of you. The both of you collapsing to the bed panting from the intensity.

You had ended up lying on your stomach and let out a small squeal of surprise when Rafe flipped you onto your back. He took his fingers and moved them towards your now dripping cunt, you let out a small gasp and shook your head no. You were too sensitive for that.

“Relax, I just wanna make sure none of this leaks out. You're on the pill right?” worry and seriousness taking over with the last sentence.

“Y-yes” you whimpered out, from a mix of pleasure and being too fucked out.

“Good. You did so well baby” he said moving to give you a small kiss. No matter the circumstances, Rafe always made sure to give you aftercare.

You let out a small ‘hmm’ in response before you both laid in each other's arms. The both of you knew you'd have to leave at some point, but you could lay in each other's embrace for just a moment longer. Maybe deep down you did want something more but were too scared to admit it.

You definitely belonged to Rafe Cameron, his cum stuffed inside your cunt confirmed that. And he'd make sure everyone knew that when he made you walk around in your short dress, his cum leaking down your inner thigh and hand on your waist when you returned to the party.

#rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron x kook!reader #obx smut #obx imagine

[ha1taniwh0re]

Childhood crushes

Warnings: poly sex, oral(m and f receiving)

Not very proud still working on writing poly sex

When I was a teenage girl I always loved boy group called D€L1NQUENTS. I would always dream about all members. The group has 4 members, oldest Ran Haitani than his brother Rindou Haitani, Kokonoi Hajime and youngest Sanzu Haruchiyo. Ran is a leader of the group and lead rapper, Rindou is main rapper, lead dancer and center, Kokonoi is visual and face of the group also lead vocalist and our maknae of group Sanzu is main dancer and main vocalist. I could never choose one to be my bias so I had a crush on all of them. They gave me dream to debut too and I did, not as idol but as dancer. THERE dancer. When I found out that I will from now on work with my childhood crushes I almost fainted. Today I came early to practice a choreography that Im making for some girl group. When I opened the door of dance room they were inside just chilling and waiting to start practice.

"Good morning everyone" I said and bowed.

They looked at me and smiled.

"Good morning to you too (name)-chan" theu said together.

"You came early today, can we know why?" Ran asked.

I put my water bottle and belongings on floor and looked at them.

"Im doing a choreography for Lula so I wanted to make something before we start our practice for your concert" I said and smiled.

"Mind if we watch you?" Rindou asked.

"No problem at all"

They moved somewhere so they won't be in my way while I dance. A choreography was more sexy style so when I finished Im not surprised by what happened next. Boys were smirking at me and came very close to me.

"Can I help you??" I asked a little bit nervous.

I mean I still like them so yeah I am nervous when they are close to me. Ran was behind me and he pressed my back to his front part and played with my hair. Rindou and other two were in front of me just smirking and eyeing me.

"Tell us (name), is it true that you want us? That you dream about us fucking you till you can't walk?" Ran asked me whispering it in my ear.

I blushed a lot and when I wanted to turn to face Ran, Koko took my hand and pulled me to him. Our lips were just millimetres away.

"Yes or no babygirl?" He asked.

"I-i.... I do" I said a little bit embarrassed.

"Well we still have 1 hour more till others start to come" Rindou said.

"More than enough to satisfy this princess right here" Sanzu said.

Koko was still holding me but when he wanted to kiss me he stopped.

"You want this?" He said.

"Yes"

"Than say it" he smirked

Even tho I was horny at that moment I was still shy.

"Please guys"

I looked at other 3 who were smirking too.

"You should watch yourself doll" Ran said

I was confused at first but second later Koko took my head and turned me to look at him and kissed me. We were kissing for good 2minutes but others weren't of course just standing and watching. Sanzu was kissing my neck, Rindou was behind me, his hands were traveling on my body and Ran started to undress me. When Koko and I stopped kissing to catch some air Sanzu pulled me by my neck and kissed me hungry. Ran and Koko took each of my breasts and started to kiss, lick and suck them. I started to moan into Sanzu's mouth and Rindou took opportunity to slip his hand in my panties.

"Fuck... guys"

"Isn't it feeling good baby?" Koko said

"Aren't... h-here cameras??"

"Who cares?" Rindou asked while kissing my neck.

"They will enjoy with us" Ran said

"B-but someone can send it t-to medias"

"And what? Is this a rape?" Sanzu asked

"N-no"

"Than it's just celebrity porn" Koko said.

"Rindou please don't stop"

"Looks like someone likes this situation" Rindou said.

Sanzu, Ran and Koko got away from me and Rindou, I turned around and started kissing Rindou while he was fingering me. I don't remember how but we got to sofa. He took my panties off and started to eat me. Other 3 came to us but this time naked. Ran was playing with my breasts while I was sucking and giving handjob to Koko and Sanzu.

"Fuck baby you are good at this huh?" Koko said

"Damn Haitanis you should try this" Sanzu said.

"Well let's switch" Ran said.

Now Koko was the one who was eating me and Sanzu was playing with breasts while Haitanis were having there time.

"Fuck it baby I need you" Sanzu said.

I was confused a little but than I felt him entering me and damn he was huge.

"Sanzuu it's too big I can't"

"You could suck, you will handle it too"

He started to go fast and it felt like heaven.

"Omg Sanzu yes right there please"

Other 3 were smirking at me for enjoying this moment.

"Fuck im close"

"Awwww princess you want to cum?" Ran asked.

"Yes please"

"Well you need to ask nicely" Rindou said.

"Please guys Im begging you"

"Not asking but she said please" Koko said.

"Come on princess cum on his dick" Ran said.

I didn't need to hear it one more time because I came all over Sanzu's dick. When I started to catch breath Koko put me on all four and entered me.

"FUCK KOKO "

"Baby is a little bit sensitive huh?"

"You can take his dick doll right?" Rindou said.

I nodded as yes but damn there dicks were huge. They changed so many positions. The last one was me on top of Koko while I was sucking other 3. Do I have to say that I cumed like 10 times? After all of them finished I almost fall asleep but than I felt some hands and like someone sat on sofa.

"Princess are you alright?" Ran asked.

"mhmm"

"Doll let's dress you up and we go to drink some water okey?" Rindou said while helping me to stand.

They weren't really gentle so I fall immediately, but Sanzu and Koko caught me.

"Woops careful baby"

They helped me to dress and gave water and some crackers. We all sat on sofa and they give me attention and everything and they were so sweet.

"You were doing great baby" Sanzu said.

"Yeah you were wonderful love" Koko said.

Ran and Rindou were cuddling me.

"Hey princess do you want to repeat this sometimes?" Ran asked.

"Really?"

"Yeah beautiful but don't think of us just as sex partners okey?" Rindou said

"So something like dating?"

They looked confused a bit but then smiled.

"Yeah something like that" Koko said and kissed me.

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@depraved-ending @rybunnie @icarusthefoolish @elli4ever

#anime #tokyo revengers ran #tokyo revengers rindou #tokyo revengers x reader #rindou haitani x reader #rindou x reader #ran x reader #ran haitani x reader #kokonoi hajime x reader #tokyo revengers kokonoi #kokonoi x reader #sanzu haruchiyo x reader #tokyo revengers sanzu #sanzu x reader

[mysouleaten]

ITS GOING TO GET COLD..

PLATONIC! izana & kakucho x PARENTAL! reader

summary ... izana and kakucho make a promise to their mother, promising to come back home safe and well... one of them didn't get to fulfill that promise

warnings ... angst, hurt/no comfort, izana being soft before his death, death, author's second time writing angst.. aaand its not proofread

three shots.

three shots to the chest izana kurokawa took for kakucho

blood was pushed out of his mouth as it leaked down his chin and down his throat

but even while izana was slowly dying from blood loss he moved his eyes to look at kakucho who was leaning over his body

"im..sorry kakucho.. but- ..but I don't think ill make it home.. for mom"

kakucho's eyes widened with tears and izana calling their adoptive parent 'mom' for the first time... he just wished it was under better circumstances

he izana coughs "can..you make it home for me?.. tell ma I love her.. that I've always loved her.."

"izana- yes- please stop taking.. you can tell her that yourself!" kakucho stumbles over his words

"hey..you two, come back home ok? promise me you'll only come back with few injuries" [name] their legal adoptive parent asked with a quiet voice

she stood by the front door of izana's and kakucho's childhood house

izana looked over his shoulder and smiled "don't worry, we'll be fine, no one is going to beat us"

kakucho nodded, agreeing with izana

they both gave their parent a warm hug izana departed to his bike first while kakucho stayed behind

"kakucho, please keep each other safe, ok? I don't want any calls from the hospital!" she chuckles

kakucho just laughs a little "don't worry mom, we promised, didn't we? we'll be back home soon!"

kakucho turned around to leave the porch and got on his own motorbike and waved to his mother while izana smiled softly at her before they drove off together

"oh please be safe.. I love you two so much I couldn't bear losing you two.."

izana looks up at mikey "my mother.. real mother, she's home alone.., can... you keep her safe for me alongside kakucho..?"

mikey stood silent and kakucho's tears started to build up more "izana! don't say that! we promised we'd come home together...i promised her t-that!.."

"y..yeah we did, huh?.. shes probably already made lunch for us..

but it's going to get cold.."

kakucho couldn't bring himself to knock on the door

he stood there for what seems like forever.. the words that izana spoke replaying in his mind like a broken record..

"she made lunch for us.."

"it's going to.. get cold"

"tell..mom I love her form.. me"

"..keep her safe"

"don't let her cry..."

don't let her cry? how was he going to do that? he knew the minute he uttered the words of izana's death.. she was going to break down

he finnly opened the front door and entered the home

it was dark. he closed the door behind him and looked around, on the left side of the room the kitchen table had lunch that their mother made for them but it got...cold

she probably was waiting for so long for them to get back.. like they always did.. together

he then looked to the right and saw the TV on, and a figure peacefully sleeping on the couch

he slowly walked around the couch, kakucho stood in front of his parent and gently shook her shoulder and she woke up

slowly blinking away the sleep and looking up at kakucho with a hopeful smile but then it turned into a light frown and she looked around

she was looking for her oldest son..

"wheres.. izana?"

kakucho sucked in a sharp breath "h-he didn't make it mom...."

nothing could have prepared him for the violent sob that left his and izana's mother that night..

taglist ... @coryfromtokyo

hahah im still really rusty at writing angst :)

I SWEAR IF THIS DOESN'T SHOW UP IN THE TAGS ILL GO NUTS

#OH THIS GOT A LITTLE KICK TO IT.. #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #tokyo revengers angst #izana kurokawa x reader #kakucho x reader #izana kurokawa #kakucho #angst #post not showing up

[kteezy997]

6 Months- Part Twelve, Epilogue//t.c.

Warnings: okay this one just gets filthy, like tit sucking, female receiving oral sex, missionary, doggy, very possessive Timmy, light breeding kink, breast milk kink? Idk what you’d call it really, oh yeah and there’s cursing, and a cumshot

A/N: This is mostly sex I hope no one is disappointed.

18+ readers only, please

Two Months Later…

Hayden called Cameron to apologize for his behavior when they met for lunch. He sounded sincere, and genuinely embarrassed by the way he acted. He even told her that he was monitoring his drinking and that he was happy for her in her new relationship. To her, he seemed to be doing a lot better.

Cam responded by inviting Hayden for dinner one night, after getting Timmy’s approval. She didn’t need Timmy’s permission for anything, of course, but she didn’t want to make her boyfriend uncomfortable in any way, especially in his own home.

She was thrilled that Timmy welcomed the idea, because she had a new idea in mind.

Hayden, like Timmy, was a good guy with some emotional issues that he was working on. He had the potential to be a great partner for someone. And Cam had someone in mind for Hayden: her agent, Darcy.

Darcy had met Hayden a few times through working with Cameron. She agreed with Cam that Hayden was more like a good friend to her, rather than a lover. Cam had no qualms about setting them up. She would have bet money that they would be compatible.

Cam decided to invite Nova over for dinner too, so it didn’t seem too much like a set-up. But that didn’t really matter because when Hayden came in, he saw Darcy and they locked eyes, it was like instant chemistry. They smiled at each other, exchanging kind hellos. Everyone in the room could feel it, their connection. Cam was satisified.

Even Timmy was impressed by Cam’s matchmaking skills, “I gotta admit it babe, you’re kind of a genius.”

She shrugged and added a little smirk, “I just knew that they would hit it off tonight. I’m so glad that Hayden is doing better and doesn’t hate us anymore.”

“Yeah, I’m glad he came around too. He’s not a bad guy. I'm sure he was just hurt, but that's in the past now."

A little while later, Timmy got settled in bed, and waited for Cam. As she was coming over to the bed, he said, "So, you promised that you'd tell me what the book is about tonight. Spill it, Reese." he smirked.

Cam sighed with a blush, "Okay, here goes: it's inspired by us."

Timmy was taken aback. "How?"

"Very loosely, it's based on our story. Me and you. But he is a mafia boss and she is an aspiring fashion designer. He kidnaps her and gives her six months to fall in love with him."

"Oh, shit." Timmy didn't know what to say. He felt kind of guilty. The bad feelings that he wished away came crawling in, but Cam brought him back.

"You know, it's kind of funny to think of how scared I was in the beginning, and how much I hated you. That was only four months ago, but now I feel like I've known you all my life."

"I only hoped that we would be like this, I feel like you're my soulmate, Cam. I want to do everything in life with you. But I'm sorry for how our story started."

"Don't apologize for it anymore." she leaned over the bed, cupping his face in her hands, "I'm here with you, there is nowhere that I would rather be." She then kissed his lips. When she pulled away from the kiss, she said, "I have the first draft on my phone, want me to read something to you?"

"Yes, please." he implored her.

......

Cam read a bit of her smut from her unpublished book, Six Months, to Timmy. "'Don't provoke me', warned Nicholas." she read, "'I'm not used to being gentle'."

As she continued to read to him, Timmy got turned on. He started to undress himself and his girlfriend as she kept her eyes on the screen and stimulated him with her words and her voice. "I can't believe you write this stuff. You're just as perverted as me."

Cam grinned and then bit her lip as Timmy started to leave kisses on her thigh. She cleared her throat, reading on, "Sienna looked down, his cock was growing hard, but she paid his desperation no mind." Cam let out a soft moan when she felt Timmy's hands on her breasts, "She turned away from him, but he caught her aggressively by the throat." She did her best to stay focused on her words.

Timmy piped up, "So it seems that Sienna doesn't mind provoking him." he smirked up at Cam. "What happens next?" Without any warning, he latched onto her breast with his mouth.

"Fuck!" Cam whimpered, not expecting it. But she kept up the conversation, knowing that it was fueling her man's libido. "Well, he fucks her in the shower."

Timmy hummed on her tit, letting her know that he was listening. He wanted her to keep reading, all while he sucked her tits.

"Ooh, mm." she moaned as he squeezed the breast that was not occupied by his lips. He pinched the free nipple as he suckled the other. "'What are you gonna do?' Now Sienna was the one daring him. Nicholas was astonished at her disobedience, and he answered, 'I'm gonna wait until you want me, and then I'm gonna fuck you so hard, they will hear you moaning in Nevada." Timmy then bit down on her nipple. "Ahh!"

Timmy chuckled as he popped off of her tit, "You fucking whore. Stealing my line so blatantly for your book, huh?" he nestled between her legs, touching her wet pussy with his deft fingers.

Cam laughed, laying back to let him have his way with her.

"Fuck, just listening to you, I get hard. But that fact that you wrote those words makes me want to fucking impregnate you."

Cam moaned, and he slipped his fingers into her pussy, “Oh? You want me to have your babies, Timmy?”

“Fuck yes, you’re having my kids.” He pumped his fingers in and out, and rubbed her clit with his other hand.

“Mm, yes, of course as many as you want.” she rolled her hips, meeting the thrusts of his fingers.

“I’ll fill you with my cum, my love, and you’ll swell with our baby inside you. I’ll make you a mommy. I want my children to be as smart and beautiful as their mother.”

Wow, he is so into this, Cam thought. “Yes, I want that so much, baby. You know my tits will be huge when you get me pregnant, right?”

“Oh, god yes.” Timmy stopped what he was doing and leaned down, grabbing her breasts, “I want them full of milk for the baby, and for me to try, if you’ll let me?”

Cam giggled, “Okay, only if you’re such a good daddy, I’ll let you suck them for milk.” She was surprised how delighted she was at thought of her man drinking from her. “But the baby would come first.”

“Yes, I know.” He then kissed her, then he caressed her face. “I want to ask you something and you can definitely say no because it’s so fucking weird and possessive of me, but I’d like to be the only one to drink your milk from your boobs. You’d pump milk for the baby, and we’d bottle feed him or her. I just want your tits for myself.” He bit his lip, anxious for her response.

“Hmm, you are oddly possessive. But I kind of love that about you, babe.” Cam touched his cheek. “We can do that. No one has to know, it’s just for you and me. I love how much you love my boobs. It’s a way for you and I to bond too.”

“I don’t want to overstep. It’s your body. You decide what to do with it, not me. It’s just an idea.”

“No, no. It’s okay. I’m not even pregnant yet, so we don’t have to think about it right now.”

“Okay. I want you, now, Cameron.” he said plainly with a grin before he climbed over top of her to kiss her. He then backed down, burrowing between her thighs to lick her pussy.

“Mm.” Cam cried, shoving her hand in his messy hair.

Timmy lapped steadily on her clit for a moment before taking the sensitive bundle gently in his mouth and moaning, making her body vibrate.

She gasped, accidentally squeezing his head with her thighs in response.

He didn’t mind. In fact, he grabbed her thighs, locking himself between them and assaulted her clit some more, holding it in his mouth and rubbing it with his tongue.

“Yes, I’m gonna come, Timmy, don’t stop!” she shrieked, tugging on his curls with one hand and gripping the sheets with the other.

Just another minute more of his tongue fidgeting over her clit, and her knees were knocked together as she came for the first time.

Timmy came up for some air, finally. He panted as he grinned at her, pushing his curls back out of his face. He slid his cock into her before she really had the time to come down from her orgasm.

Cam writhed and arched her back as he pounded into her. His balls slapped her wetness with each thrust.

He put his hand on her, his thumb resting on her pussy and he rubbed her clit that way. His other hand snaked up her body and he squeezed her throat.

She put her hand on his wrist and they locked eyes as he choked her, all while he bucked his hips against her.

He moved his hand from her neck to her jaw, and she sucked on his thumb suggestively, moaning around his digit. Timmy pulled his cock out of her, and picked her up, turning her over with her ass up.

Cam gasped, then bit her lip as he grabbed her by the hips and stuck his cock back in her pussy. She snuggled into the pillow as he took her from behind.

Timmy thrusted hard and began to sweat. He knew he wouldn’t last much longer with his view of Cam’s ass bouncing on his waist. He kneaded the softness of her butt as he stopped moving and he smacked her cheek.

She moaned and steadied herself to back her lower half onto Timmy’s cock.

“Yes, baby. Fuck me. Fuck your future baby daddy’s cock.” He kept his hands on her, running them over her ass and hips as she gained some strength and fucked him back harder.

Cam threw her hips back hard, leaving loud smacks on Timmy.

Timmy shook his head, loving what she was doing to him.

She moaned, growing tired after a moment.

He took ahold of her hips, knowing that she was almost through. He gave her a round of steady thrusts. Gently, he tugged on her hair to raise her head up and she obliged him. He leaned forward and kissed her on the head.

Cam cooed lovingly at his sweet kiss. She whimpered as she felt his fingers on her clit, slow at first, then a little faster. He made her come just a minute later.

Timmy rolled her over, stroking his cock over her stomach.

She panted as she watched him, eager for his cum on her skin.

He groaned softly as his cock spurted out several drops of his cum onto her belly. Once he was finished, he captured her lips in a passionate kiss.

A/N: I may or may not have an idea for a sequel to this, if anyone would be interested?? Or should I move on to something else?

@gatoenlaciudad @thebetawolfgirl @musicandbooksaremyhappyplace @tchalamss @softhecreator @chalametbich

#timothée chalamet #timmy chalamet #timothée imagine #timothee chalamet smut #timothée chalamet smut #lil timmy tim

[animehideout]

Wait wait can u actually write a fix scenario anything like how Goji falls in love with a basically his female version (weak but acts tough) it’s okay if u can’t but cuz it’s annoying everyone put him with someone different…(everyone tells me I can’t be w him cuz I’m as crazy and stupid ..) so yeah basically rly rly pretty pretty prettiest please 🥹🫀

THE ONE I LOVE

a/n: Hello there, yes baby of course here you go and I really hope you like it though 😭🥹. And always remember to just be yourself, you're perfect the way you are ❣️💌.

warnings: none, pure fluff.

“Amused... Shouldn't we help her” asked Megumi narrowing his eyes in worry.

“Well she's amusing, while struggling with that tricky curse” Said Gojo Satoru with a smile while observing you.

His eyes fixated on each and every move of yours trying to exorcise that curse.

You joined Jujutsu high later than others. Despite Gojo being your very charming and charismatic teacher you actually didn't have a huge age gap. Everyone in Jujutsu high tend to call you two peas in a pod, your personalities were very similar, you're basically his cocky female version. Loud extroverts who love to annoy others, who eat a lot of sweets and with terrible Insomnia issues.. But he was naturally gifted to be strong, while you acted strong when you're actually not.. Your curse technique wasn't the strongest, actually it was the weakest comparing to all other jujutsu high students. It was your biggest insecurity but it was kept a secret, ain't no way you'll show that you're weak..

“Gojo I can't stand and watch, I'll go help her”

“No Megumi, she'll handle it”

“What makes you so sure this curse won't kill her?”

“injured maybe but dead nope..”

You were fighting that annoying curse, mentally cursing your weak abilities.

“shit I suck at this...but I can't be defeated Megumi and Satoru are watching” you said to yourself. Trying your hardest to not trip and fall flat on your clumsy ass.

Gojo Pov:

That curse won't kill her, it's just to help her master her Jujutsu better. I've always found her technique quite interesting, I love seeing her struggle with tasks it's amusing knowing that her soul in that little body doing everything she can to prove herself, to me and to others... The confidence is what really matter.

I love the way she's spontaneous, saying whatever comes in her mind.. doing crazy and stupid things but doesn't care if someone judges her or her techniques.. but she'll put them in their place.

End of Pov

Laying one last punch, you managed to actually harm that curse but not enough to exorcise it.

“Nice punch” Said Gojo approaching you, exorcising that curse.

You looked at him while breathing heavily, wiping the sweat off of your forehead, “is he being sarcastic?” you thought to yourself.

“T-thanks” you said awkwardly.

“Your combat skills got better..” he praised.

“mm” you mumbled.. holding back tears.. you felt kinda embarrassed with him being the strongest and you failing to exorcise a grade 3 curse.. rejecting to believe any of his compliments.

“You don't have to act tough y/n” said Gojo taking you off guard.

“huh?”

“I mean just be yourself that's the way to find your true power” You didn't expect him to expose you easily like that..

Was that brave face you've been putting on not convincing enough for him?

“show me your true colors..” he added taking a step closer to you making you stumble back.. he giggled at your clumsiness “hehe cute..” he said in a silly tone ruffling your hair.

You blinked a few times, proceeding what just happened..

“Your technique is special in its own way, you just need to master it”

“I- I know my technique is special..” you crossed your arm acting cocky..

“I've always admired your confidence y/n.. ahh I love it..I love yo-”

But he paused quickly when he realized what he just said.

“y-you what?” you asked.

He started blushing, as he bit his bottom lip. “The strongest sorcerer is nervous?” you thought to yourself..

“I said I ..-I love you y/n” he finally confessed properly.

Your mind went blank “how could Gojo Satoru..fall in love with me?” you asked yourself refusing to believe it.

“huh?”

“You indeed stole my heart y/n...”

“w-why me?” you asked voice shaking.

“Because you're different.. you're unique in your own way.. and I love how you carry yourself..”

“but I'm ...I-m..” you stuttered not ready to admit it and make that mask you've been putting for many months fall..

“Weak??” he questioned.

You looked down, swallowing hard.. but his long fingers gently grabbed your chin making you meet his soft gaze.

“You're not weak because no matter how scary the situation is, you've never ran away..I saw that day how you faced that special grade curse but stood your ground despite not being trained enough to exorcise it..”

Your eyes became teary, but you held them back..

His big palm caressed your cheeks,

“really?” you asked.

He nodded excitedly putting a smile back on your face..

“come here” he pulled your face, pressing his soft lips on top of yours taking you in a sweet sugary kiss that could make all of your worries vanish.

He mumbled into the kiss “I'll protect you”

Strong or weak love found the way. Proving that the real strength is love.

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[xsaiya]

"Just like THAT." <3

-tags: 18+ MDNI, needy! toji, gn! reader, pet names (slut, mamas, princess, etc.), fingering, big dick toji :3, over-stimulation, titty-play, pussy eating bc yes, dick sucking bc yes, pussy slaps, HEAVY cumming (reader's doing), slight-choking, +more filth, (pls lmk if i miss anything)

-future work: (uppermoon hc's + muzan) (kny) (sfw and nsfw)

-plot: no plot tbh. todays my birthday though :0

-quick notice! : i js wanna note i write for multiple fandoms (ex: kny, bnha, jjk, etc+)

toji is KNOWN for not being gentle in bed, but when he met you, istg he would be so gentle towards you bc he saw you as a piece of shattering glass, but sometimes, just sometimes, he'll be rough with you, and tonight is one of those nights.

toji had came home from work and saw you cooking dinner, you greeted him with a quick 'hello love!' and a beautiful smile, just your face though made him hard. he went behind you, turned off the stove and carried you to the bed, smothering you in neck kisses, his hands roamed all over your body.

and so he could get a better view of your body, he took ALL of your clothes off, revealing your naked body, but he had to give those titties some love before he goes down to ruin your pussy, so he started to pepper some kisses and sucks along your tits, he eventually started to suck and nibble on your nipples, making you whimper.

"M-mmh! S-so goood!" you managed to moan and whimper that out, but after a few minutes, he stopped, which made you complain, but toji had another idea. "hey, since you made me hard, why not suck my dick, hm?" he said while unzipping his pants, taking off his boxers and unleashing that humongous monster shaft of his, "b-but baby, i won't be able to do so-" that was until toji shoved his dick into your mouth, so you kinda had to suck him off, so you did. he let out some occasional whimpers and groans there and there. "mmm, mamas- i'm cumming!" he gripped your hair as he finishes in your mouth, you swallowing it all.

"thanks love, but now I think your beautiful pussy deserves some sucking." after he had said that, he spread your legs wide open before diving his face into your pussy, that's when he started to eat you out, tongue lapping around your pussy, his teeth nibbling on the sweet flesh. a couple of minutes later, maybe around 5-8 mins, you cummed straight into his mouth, he licked off the extra on his lips before he cleaned off his face, then dived his index & middle finger into your sweet drenching hole. you let out a series of moans and moans until you were practically begging for his dick inside of you. "p-please toji! i neeeed your big dick inside a' me, i don't give two fuuckss about your fingers, just dive your dick in, please!"

thats what makes him remove his fingers from your pussy before he flipped you over on your stomach and slamming his humongous shaft into you, you let out a series of 'uhhuhhh's, a-ahhh's!, f-fuck's!' before you were practically screaming it was too much for you. "t-too much a-ahhhh! i-i'm gonna c-cummmm~!" then thats when you cummed, your cum started to even leak out of your pussy and onto your knees about. a couple of minutes later, he cummed hard inside a' you, then he put back his clothes on and continued to make dinner so you didn't have to get up.

but why the fuck did he walk out of the bedroom like it was nothing...

if u can't tell, i love writing fluff.

#i feel so damn embarrassed making this and idfk why ;-; #jjk smut #fushiguro toji #toji fushiguro #toji x reader #reader x toji #fushiguro x reader #reader x fushiguro #toji x reader smut #reader x toji smut #fushiguro x reader smut #reader x fushiguro smut #:3 #:33333 #-author #darcianz

[teddynivvy]

Hi lovely, sorry if im blowing up your inbox i literally cannot stop reading your fics bro.

could you maybe write a bottom Ted fic? like hes coming home after a long day of running errands and hes so worn out, laying on the couch and watching tv till you get home, somehow just end up riding him hes just a moaning breathless mess, stuttering his words.

idk ive just had this on my mind for a while and i think bottom Ted is jst so fucking hot😗🤷‍♂️

OKAY BYE MY FAVORITEST WRITER EVERR<333 >:3

omg pls blow up my inbox!!! you're sooo sweet tysm for your comments about my writing i appreciate you so much <3333 ur also 100% correct about bottom!ted... i will reign myself in and not give him a mommy kink (as much as i want to) but if y'all are interested in that lmk ;) (nsfw and dom-ish afab!reader under cut!)

ok so i imagine ted having to do some running around for a video. he has something big planned, so he has like a million errands to do and he's running all around town to pick up supplies. he also has to come home and plan and write, so by the evening when you're both relaxing on the couch, he's completely beat.

you're rubbing along his arms and playing with his hair, giving him little neck kisses, which ends up turning into you grinding on his lap a little bit for some friction. wordlessly, his hands find your ass as you keep kissing along his ears and neck, as you can tell he's getting really worked up.

"what do you need, teddy?" you'd ask, whispering into his ear and making his head fall back. "use your words."

"please," he'd breathe out, his mind foggy. "please ride me, i want you so bad."

"mm, good boy," you'd laugh lightly, pulling off your t-shirt and shorts while he unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down his thighs.

"you wanna get me ready?" you asked, as he laid down on the couch. he nodded, as you came up and placed your thighs on either side of his face.

he lapped lazily at your clit as you sat down on him, feeling his warm tongue and moaning at how wet he was making you. your hands carded through his soft hair as his grip tightened on your thighs, kneading them with his ringed fingers.

"so good for me, baby," you cooed, smiling down at his face between your thighs. "doing so good at getting me ready for your cock."

he moaned at the praise, only wanting to please you, before you pulled yourself off of him. you kissed his plush lips, covered in your slick, before getting off of him and positioning yourself over his lap.

you sunk down on him, watching as his head fell back onto the arm of the couch. you both gasped at the feeling, as he filled you up and you started to rock back and forth and find your rhythm.

your hand found his chest as he started to breathe heavier, eyes fluttering closed at how good you felt on him. his hands found your hips for stability, as you leaned down to kiss his neck and chest.

"does that feel good, teddy?"

he could barely speak, letting the stress of his day fade away as you picked up the pace and bounced up and down.

"mmph, fuck, yes, please don't stop." his cheeks were turning crimson, chest heaving, trying unbelievably hard not to cum immediately.

"you're being such a good boy for me, aren't you, teddy? should i let you come?" he blushed at the nickname, feeling himself get impossibly close to finishing.

"please let me cum, please," he begged, as you started to speed up and make it nearly unbearable for him. "can i please cum inside of you?"

a wicked smile on your face as you bottomed out on him, earning a few blubbering squeaks from him as pleasure overtook him. "since you asked so nicely," you teased, grinding on his cock and leaning down to suck a purple hickey into the skin of his chest.

a mix of the pleasure and pain was enough to send him crashing down, hands grabbing at anything they could, just for some reprieve. a string of 'thank you's fell out of his mouth as he painted your insides with his cum, relaxing as soon as he finished and lazily kissing the sides of your face, rubbing his hands down your back.

"feels so good," he smiled, beaming up at you as you pushed the messy hair out of his face and slid his glasses back on. "you're perfect. i love you."

#ted nivision x reader #ted nivision smut #ted nivison fanfic #ted nivison x y/n #ted nivison x you #chuckle sandwich x reader #chuckle sandwich fanfiction #chuckle sandwich fanfic #nat writes #this might be one of my faves ive written hehe i love a subby teddy!!

[silver--scar]

INTRODUCING ME

🚫PLEASE HEED WHAT I WRITE BELOW🚫

The Basics

My name is Silver Scar! I use any pronouns and have many floating interests! I sometimes use tone indicators, and I love gaming, art, and talking/hearing about interests!

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It will result in an immediate ban. I do not care. I know it's ironic that (currently) I am a South Park fan, but even I do not like the things that occur within the show, regardless of satire or jokes, and I'm tired of people hiding behind this fact or using it as an excuse.

My Interests

I have a few things I enjoy which will all change in the future. So far, this is a few bits of what I'm into:

South Park

Red Dead Redemption 2

Minecraft

Stardew Valley

Dauntless

TheHunter: COTW

Warriors

Call of Duty (Story Mode only)

Percy Jackson and the Olympians

Slime Rancher

Hermitcraft

Bonus Bits

I love to write short stories in my spare time, but I am no means a good writer.

I have a pet dog! Her name is Missy, and she's a Pitbull/Boston Terrier mix.

I'm a heavy procrastinator, but I'm trying to change it up this year!

I love creating ideas. Even if I suck at it. Whether stories, art, AUs, concepts, I love to explore the "what ifs" in things.

I'm a rambler. I'll talk, dump a bunch of images, or spam a lot about many things big and small. But I also love hearing people ramble! Like, yes! Tell me more about why your oc did this thing or why you think this film is your roman empire! /gen

My online persona is Gumbo from Fortnite. I have stolen him and he is mine. I am literally a monster gumball machine guys, believe me. /j

Lastly, I do commissions! You can ignore this last bit, but if you ever consider supporting, you can look at the examples below!

Anyways thank you for taking the time to read this! I hope to deliver stuff you all will enjoy!

#intro post #introduction #blog intro #introductory post

[zombiiegrr]

HEYY! okay so this is my first time literally ever ask for a request but why not haha:)

okay so I was thinking if shuri being really busy and not showing much attention to the reader and the reader understanding she’s just busy and being the new black Panther is hard and stuff but even after asking shuri for a little time she kinda ignores her sooo (SORRY IM LITERALLY JUST WRITING IT ITS A BIG REQUEST) and then the reader decides to post a picture shuri wouldn’t “approve” of🤭 (can be a big angsty but omg smut pleaseeeee)

THANK YOU SO MUCH i was dying for some requests and to have someone put one like this in is amazing I'm a sucker for any kind of jealously and i love possessive stuff so let's get this show on the road!! I am going to change this a bitttt tho hehe I hope thats okay (I can always rewrite)

CW: smoking (weed) , a bit of arguing (reader and Shuri) , a lot of edging, Light degradation.

tags!!!: @luffyinlove @marvelsqrande @shurisblkwife @t-candy @noneofyabuisnezs @ziayamikaelson

Attention Seeker. (Shuri x Fem! Reader)

Shuri was busy, everyone in Wakanda knew that. She was queen, and black Panther she had shit to do and so did you but you always seemed to finished before she did walking around your own lab while looking up at Shuri in her lab walking back and forth getting stuff for different tables trying to put everything that she had been thinking onto a table so she could truly see what she was thinking even thought this always took the most time up for her. You almost never spent any time together anymore.

"Shuri?" you asked hesitantly while walking up the stairs to her lab from your own. She didn't even spare you a glance in fact she just kept working you weren't scared of her but a bit scared of disrupting her peace because no matter what or how stressed she looked you knew nothing brought her more peace than her work.

You didn't want to give up on talking to her or at least saying goodnight and asking if she would please come to bed with you. You sucked it up because you were her love, she would never hurt you

"Shuri my Love please, let us rest together I don't mind waking up with you and coming back to work later but for now let us rest " you get closer as you requested her to join you to rest but she was moving by the way she looked back at you, I don't think you were going to enjoy her reply

"Can't you see me working?" she is blurting out while slightly pushing you to the side not enough to hurt or do anything to really push you

"Woah, lets track back. There was no reason for you to talk to me like that, clearly i asked if we could rest together yes, I see you are working but I want you to rest" you were always calm with Shuri, but you weren't going to take her being disrespectful words to you which was extremely rare. Seeing as she had nothing but love and respect for you.

Shuri knew you were right, but she was tired, petty and just wanted to work until she passed out that's when she really worked her "best"

"Just get out y/n" ouch. get out? you weren't trying to be oversensitive she just had never spoken to you this was she might have asked you to leave a few times but telling you to get out? No, that wasn't your Shuri

You knew no more words could be spoke between the two of you for the rest of the night and because ever since you were taught to never go to sleep mad at each other you said you I love You's but didn't apologize because this wasn't your fault, but you couldn't just let this go to avoid an argument you decided to be petty but in your own way

When you got back into your room you pulled out your phone you had used sparingly when you had started living in Wakanda except the pictures you took of the city and Shuri

You dilled up Riri not thinking of the timing difference in Wakanda and Chicago, but you would see! "YO MY GIRL what's up!!" There she was Riri Willimas she reminded you of your teen years living back home running from the Avengers trying to force you into a teen training Crap while you just wanted to get rid of your gifts and be normal but also successful showing how a Strong women could really be.

"Thank the ancestors you're awake " A saying you had adapted from literally everyone and after learning everything you could about Your wife's home.

"yeah, up working! But no way you called to watch me work what's up? " Riri lightly yelled as she walked away from the camera. You didn't know how to ask her this, you know she knew a lot of people because of her "job" and wouldn't put you anywhere unsafe so what was the harm of asking if she was willing to take you and ONLY you to a party. She knew nothing got under Shuri's skin then going to events without her, without the black panther.

"Wanna take me to a party?" Yes! you loved you way you asked that even if you were expecting so many questions and maybe even a no.

"Word? We got one tonight at destiny's it's just going to be her, her dance team which is like 6 of them a few of the players and me well ofc!" that sounds nothing closer to perfect you agreed and then she started asking the questions. "Not that it matters because you're coming either way, why without Shuri?" she asked the question that really mattered off the bat!

"Oh, well that's a long story and this party is meant to be a getaway please don't ask" Riri wasn't going to pry any longer she was just happy to be with you again even if it would be better with all of you.

Fast forward a few hours you texted Riri you would be on your way just needed to get out of Wakanda without the alerting of Shuri. As petty as it was you were deciding if you wanted to leave your beads to prevent Shuri from finding you, it was dumb yes, but you would not be dumb enough to completed disappear and scare her like that you would bring your beads but leave them in Riris dorm.

It was hard but you got out of Wakanda extremely surprised a angry Shuri or Okoye didn't come after you on the ride there you took pictures of your outfit and everything else outside the window when getting into Chicago and when getting into Riris dorm bring her into the biggest hug like you hadn't seen her in forever.

"You look so good; I'm blow away Shuri let you leave the house" This made you giggle knowing what you knew about the whole Shuri thing. you sat on Riris bed waiting and listening to her talk about what she's been up to and what she was thinking and even working on. After a while of talking, she looked at the time changed a bit and told you it was time to go

"Wow Shuri actually hasn't found me yet." you thought to yourself while on the way to the small party.

Back with Shuri.

It wasn't that she didn't notice in fact if she did you probably wouldn't have made it to the party, nor out of Wakanda she was working when Groit was tried to alert her of your leaving before she shut him up not wanted to be disrupted just to keep working for another hour.

"Groit, can you ask Okoye to bring Y/N to my lab" A apology was in order and fast. Groit answered explaining how around a hour and a half he had attempted to inform her of plans of your departure, and it had been 5 hours since you had left. He quickly explained you were at a party with Riri which calmed her nervus but only a bit

"Do you want to see pictures of y/n at this party?" Groit asked. Shuri wasn't going to waste time, but she would lie if she didn't say she didn't want to see the pictures. Giving her a quick look at everyone there and how you looked. " How?" she questioned which he told her about to the quick social media search he had done quickly for her.

You looked cute she wasn't going to lie but either way the shit you were wearing wouldn't even be on for long. As Groit kept going through pictures it looked like you got more comfortable and more lose she wasn't mad until she noticed others around you were noticing too, I mean you were breath taking what did she expect? As videos played and your giggles grew, she couldn't bare it anymore.

"Can you provide a location of this party?" Shuri was proud of the AI she created when he pulled up the address as she asked quicker than she expected but not surprised she was the one who made him. She hadn't planned on going to her first American party upset or not even jealous, but you had made other plans for her.

Back at the party

You were having so much fun seeing as you had not been around so many new faces in a while, you weren't going to lie and say you weren't a little scared of being gone this long without letting Shuri know. But you knew it was just a matter of time before she found you.

"Wanna Smoke? " One of the dancers asked you before Riri spoke up to say no for you

"Nah Riri, it wouldn't be my first as long as y'all don't record or anything you know" Everyone collectively agreed especially the athletes and dancers.

After Two Blunts You could hear Riri talking with someone outside sounding concerned and trying to be loud enough to us to hear and clear the room of smoke which is what you and everyone else with sense thought and after slightly rushing to help you noticed that voice anywhere was slowed but also rushed your clearing. Shuri had smoked with you before and even grew some shit to show you Wakanda could do it better (They could) so you weren't scared shed find you smoking just she didn't like you smoking anything she hadn't grown for you including the adorable bong she created for you watching too much American tv about smoking and hiding for everyone making it for you

There's no way she'd walk in with a room full of people being the whole QUEEN of Wakanda but sometimes you questioned if you just forgot who you were dating.

"Shur- okay." Riri attempted to stop her before walking into the weed smelling room and seeing you sitting in-between two people too close for comfort.

Everyone started quietly fangirling while you didn't break eye contact with her. Her eyes screamed at you to get up and come with her and you weren't going to say no. You excused yourself, hugged up Riri promising to hang out with her for real as soon as possible which you knew Shuri would come with.

Shuri said her goodbyes to Riri grumbling about her coming to visit after dealing with you.

The ride home wasn't as quick as it normally felt. It wasn't quick you just had always enjoyed the ride home.

You could feel her eyes like knifes as she looked at your slightly high state. Something about this fear turned you on the way she was sitting while looking at you. "Was it fun?" her voice cut into the silence as you looked up quicky

You nodded your head and looked down again just to hear footsteps coming closer and closer to you. "I'm sorry. Telling you to get out? What was I thinking. I'm sorry I didn't just go to bed with you avoiding this whole thing." An apology was not you thought you were going to hear when she spoke holding your face in her hands and before you could reply apologizing for your behavior as well, she continued to speak

"But. I can't let this go y/n. Sneaking out? Not telling me? Thinking Leaving your beads in Riris dorm wasn't going to make me find them? Silly girl. I'm going to have so much fun punishing you, you won't have the strength to sneak out again for a week." as she said this, she stuck her fingers in your mouth while slowing zipping down your dress

"Matching underwear? Cute, what did you know I was going to punish you for this? How pathetic all this all because you wanted me pay attention to you. Oh, my love you got my attention." Shuri had a dirty way with words she knew how to push those buttons and knew what made you absolutely weak

She was in your underwear after she had denied your orgasm 4 times. At this point you were spewing out apologies and begs as she ignored and mocked you. She was cocky you wanted nothing more than to cum then touch her but she wasn't going to let you ether this was punishment Afterall she wasn't going to give in no matter how much she wanted to see you cum.

"Aw baby whose fault is this?" She fingered you with your needy clit in her mouth while teasing and bullying you. She did this all the way to Wakanda leaving you flustered and needy almost shaking from the amount of edging that had been done. She covered you up while you entered Wakanda even if anyone could see you, she wanted you easy to touch when you made it back to your room. Okoye welcomed you in not noticing anything.

You both walked a bit fast you went straight to the room laying on the on the edge of crying again if she didn't do something

she laughed at the doorframe calling you dirty before pulling you to the end of the bed

"Did you learn? As my princess you don't sneak out to silly American parties and smoke that disgusting American stuff when, I secretly grow that for you here." you were nodding in agreement while listening and slowing undressing

she put her hands right back into your underwear tease and driving you crazy again but this time when you close, she didn't stop.

"You have been such a bad girl. I'm only letting you cum because I can tell how bad you clearly need me to make you cum. Can't even take a punishment from me." she watched as you face locked with hers as you made you way to finally cumming. Even after you came, she didn't feel done

"Shuri Wait, fuck I just came please." you said as your whole body started to shake from the overstimulation

She laughed at that comment seeing as you spent the only time begging to cum, she mentioned that which caused a whimper from you while she slowed and kissed your forehead while you came down from the high from everything

she showered you in praises as your body finally claimed down.

"What about you baby?" you finally said after some water and a little cuddling she looked at you with a soft smile and whispered in her ear saying you just owed her (part 2? ;)

"Rest baby. I promise I will too in a few minutes" as you hear this you drifted off thinking of the ways you were going to pay her back and how you were the luckiest women on this earth.

end?

OH MY GOD SOOOOOOOO how did i do??? FEEDBACK IS LIKE LOVED!!!!!!!!!! this took me 2 hours please let me know ifs this is cringey or anything

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[beeindaclouds]

★﹕quackity w enemies to lover trope now.

ik very well that you haven't been writing abt quackity, so good luck 😈😈

¡ — lyv anon

Everytime I see "Quackity" and "Enemies to Lovers" in the same sentence I quickly think of tnt duo 😂

I think I have an idea, hope you enjoy <3

Late Night Talks

Click here before requesting, please ^^

Reader: GN - They/Them

Disclaimer: Swearing

You and Quackity have always had this rivalry going on since the first day you talked

There was no rhyme or reason, you just liked to mess with the other

If one was telling a story the other would interrupted them with their own

If one showed others one of their skill, the other had to one up them

Jackbox streams for you two were just opportunities to insult the otherand not get called out by the others for it

Heck even the fans were in on it, sporting "#TeamQuackity" or "TeamY/N" in their bios

You always thought that things would keep on going this way for eternity

Until Twitchcon in Amsterdam

Around 2am, after staying up late with the others just to catch up and enjoy the time togheter, you ended up alone on the balcony of Karls hotel room

Everybody had by now either gone to their rooms or fallen asleep there

You thought you would crash here with the others, but jet lag sucked

The night was calm, only the sound of the wind could be heard and a few snores from behind you

You took in where you were and who you were it, smiling happily at the life you had build for yourself

But your thoughts were interrupted by the opening of the window behind you, showing a very tired but awake Quackity

He was surprised to see you, mumbling a quiet sorry and saying that he didn't expect anybody to be awake

You told him that it was ok and that he could stay if he wanted, to which he did

After a few minutes of welcomed silence, the man near you decided to speak up

"Y'know... it's so exhausting pretending to hate you" he chuckled silently, catching you off guard

"So, you don't actually hate me??" You wondered, tilting your head towards him and seeing him shake his head

"Never" he said seriously "I just enjoy quarelling with you, y'know, getting you riled up a bit"

You rolled your eyes "But also..." He continued "I wanted a way to keep my feelings at bay. Didn't work for sh*t apparantly, cause the second I saw you I felt all those emotions coming back"

Your thoughts ran wild at his confession

It would explain all the sublte flirting he'd throw around whenever you'd be talking

Or whenever things got too much and he'd make sure to check up on you, with the excuse that "He wouldn't have anybody to mess with if I was feeling unwell"

Quackity obviously took the silence as a rejection. He wouldn't be surprised, he did sometimes go too far with his teasing

But as he turned to walk away, he was stopped by you

"This is not a... definite answer. I just never thought about you in that way until now..." You started

Quackity closed his eyes, ready for the pain "But" you continued "I wanna give it a try... because I kind of like the idea of being with you"

In a bat of an eye, you were pulled into Quackity's arms, the man was so happy he twirled the both of you around

"Hey, I didn't say it was a yes!" You exclaimed, gigging

"Don't care, I have a chance and I'll take it"

#dreamsmp #dsmp #mcyt #dream smp x reader #dsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #quackity blurb #quackity x reader #beeblurbs

[chaoticcmesss]

My mistakes

Izuku Midoriya x y/n

y/n is gender neutral

Warning: angst, OOC Deku, self-doubt, mention of cheating, talking bad of one's self, sadness, a tiny sprinkle of toxic, little bit of gaslighting

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*My heart hurts so much while writing this, so I'm sorry in advance* *also my writing sucks a*s and it hasn't been checked at all yet* *i will update when I’ve reread it cause it’s sh*t*

☼this divider was made by me btw☼

I've always wondered what it's like to have someone beg for you to stay in their life. Someone who would do anything just to get you back after a stupid argument.

My whole life I begged for someone to stay by my side so I wouldn't be alone.

I begged my mom to remain yet she left without a care in the world with her new family.

I begged my dad to stay with me yet he didn't even bat an eye towards my direction as he drove off with his mistress, never to be seen or heard from again.

I begged my siblings to stay by my side when my life went downhill, yet they just laughed at me and made sure to never contacted me again only when they need help.

But once I finally found him, the Izuku Midoriya. My life changed for the better with him by my side. He has slowly introduced me to his group of friends, especially his childhood and best friend, Dynamite and Shoto, they are all very nice and have interesting stories to tell. I knew that I now have people in my life that won't ever hurt me. Dynamight and I became very close with one another as we worked on several cases together and to be honest, we make an amazing duo. Same with Shoto, even though he doesn't really show his emotions that often, it's nice to have a logical conscious around.

Izuku and I have been together for 3 years ever since and nothing would ever come between us, or so I thought.

Our relationship slowly started to change for the worse, he would come home, give me a peck on the cheek and go to his office. He wouldn't even stay in the room with me unless it was necessary. He is always cooped up on his laptop doing the reports and important documents even at home. I don't think he realised that there was a sudden change in his moods or the way he’d come home smelling different. Of course, I’d notice the small details. I'd usually message Dynamight or Shoto on how he is during work and to keep me updated if anything happened.

Yes, I know that being a hero is very hard and tiring but so am I, I do as much hero work as him every day and night, and I made sure that I had time to welcome him back home, I made sure he ate and slept even with a hectic schedule.

But I felt like he slowly forgot about me, about us and what we have been through together.

Does he still love me?

Why is he still with me?

Does he have someone else?

Is he cheating on me with Uravity? (I'm sorry to uravity fans- lol I'm not sorry HA!)

I let these thoughts run around in my head as tears run down my face, maybe I’m just overreacting. Yeah. I'm just overreacting.

Looking at the hanging clock I saw that it was 7 pm, he is probably making his way back home. I don't know what to do with myself.

Do I confront him?

Do I just ignore it?

What do I do?

Taking a quick breather I heard the door open with a familiar jingle of keys and a sigh “y/n I'm home” says the man who I can't even recognise anymore.

It's always been a nickname. 

“Babe”

“Honey”

“Sweetheart”

“Love”

But it was just “y/n”

What happened to the man I fell in love with?

What happened to the man that I gave my heart to?

What happened to my Izuku that held my face as he proclaimed his love for me?

What happened to MY izuku?

“y/n? Are you okay?” Izuku says as he kneels to catch my gaze as he held my knees.

“y/n?”

I knew something was wrong.

Please. Please, God. Anyone. Anyone who’s listening. I don't want to hurt anymore. Please…

Slowly looking up to meet his gaze, I ask the one question that I know will break me, “are we okay izuku?” as I saw his features go from a warm yet soft look to shock and disbelief. 

“What brought this up?” he asked like I'm some kind of idiot.

“Do you still love me like you did when we first got together? Do you even know when our anniversary was? Do you even remember your s/o? Do you still love me?” looking down at my lap, whispering all the questions eating me alive, wanting to find the answers I wanted to hear from him yet. Nothing. Nothing but silence from him.

“Izuku, please. I don't want to stay in this relationship when it's clear to me that you don't. I don't want- I don't want to be at home watching the news on how you and another hero would look good together, I don't want to be at home while watching you realise that you've fallen in love with someone else, I don’t want to be at home while you forget about me and everything we’ve been through. So please Midorya. Tell me what's happening so we can either fix what's left of us or I let you go” 

I knew what his answer would be. All these years being together, I knew him like the back of my hand. I knew this silence all too well.

Izu- no its Midoriya now. It always had been Midoriya, never Izuku. Never my Izuku.

I pull out my phone and text Tsuki to come to get me from Midorya’s place.

“God fucking damnit, I-” standing from my seat to walk over to our bedroom to pack I felt him wrap his arms around my waist as he buried his face into my stomach, feeling the tears soak through my shirt.

“I'm sorry babe, please don't go. Please stay. Please. She was just a fling nothing else! Please stay with me. I need you” he begged me to stay, and he finally begged me to stay. But for what? For him? For us? What's left of us? 

If I didn't know better, I would've agreed with him and stayed but now, things are different. This wasn't the man I wanted to have a future with. This wasn’t the man who I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Not anymore. All I see in front of me was a man that I don't recognise, a man who I was in a relationship with who was no longer the man I fell in love with, all I see is a lying, cheating man who broke my heart, stringing me along until he encounters “someone else”. Someone “better”

The man that I gave my heart to, so long ago was replaced with a man who didn't care for me at all, a man who would leave me all broken with nothing but a shattered heart. 

I deserve to be happy, I deserve all the good things in life and make sure he goes through the same pain I went through. 

I knew the longer I stayed in this apartment the faster I want to leave.

I removed his arms around me and sped walked to the bedroom locking the door and packing as much as I could fit in my suitcase. 

I knew that there was no us, there was no more love in this relationship. 

I unlocked the door to see him on the couch, covering his eyes as tears descended from them. 

“Go be with Uravity, since you've always gone to her behind my back Midoriya” stating that I knew he had been cheating on me with her, yes I'm sad about being cheated on but at least I made it to the top 5 heroes without sleeping with the judges.

Hearing knocking on the door I knew it was Tsuki so I hurriedly rush towards the door to open it. Turning back to face Midoriya “You might want to get tested for any STDs considering that your side piece sleeps with a LOT of people. OH and I’ll grab my stuff on Thursday” Tsuki grabs my suitcase for me and wraps his arm around me, like a comfortable, muscular shield as we leave this dreaded apartment. Once we left the apartment, all the tears I'd held back rushed to the surface as I sat down in Tsuki's car, weeping my heart out for the love that I had lost, in his arms keeping me from any danger. My heart hurts so much. Knowing that I was easily replaced.   

Katsuki’s POV:

My heart hurts for them, but I knew how this all felt. Watching the love of your life fall in love with someone else who doesn't deserve them at all and watching them get broken hurts so fuckin’ much.

I didn't care how many people were watching us in the car park, all I wanted to do was hold them in my arms and keep them protected from anything that could potentially harm them.

“Let's go home idiot” releasing them from my arms as I secure their seatbelt and put mine on, we headed out to my apartment where they’ll stay for however long it'll take for them to heal even if it takes years. I’ll always be by their side.

“Thank you, Katsu” they whispers to me as they slowly drifted off to sleep

“You’re welcome… dumbass… my dumbass. I’ve waited 3 fuckin’ years for you, I guess I can wait for a couple more” I mumbled looking back to them knowing that they won’t hear me.

Third’s POV:

But little does Katsuki know, y/n heard what he said and couldn’t believe that all this time. Katsuki fuckin’ Bakugou was in love with them. But decided it wasn't the right time or day to say anything after the whole Midorya situation. I guess time will tell when both Katuski and Y/n realise their true feeling.

-Meanwhile-

Midoriya sat in his apartment, thinking of ways to get his precious y/n back into his arms. Knowing that if they don’t come back. He’ll just force his way to get y/n back in any possible way.

The end?

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