#bitch you gonna run when you see me cause i’m coming to fuck you up bitch

[cadavercowboy]

This is for Joseph Quinn…you big fat, white, nasty smelling fat bitch

#bitch you gonna run when you see me cause i’m coming to fuck you up bitch #IS THIS STILL A MEME???? #want everyone to know autocorrect changed quinn to quiznos so….12 inches confirmed #anyway don’t read this post i’m losing my mind and i think it’s really really funny but it isn’t #i just HATE HIM #he doesn’t deserve my time and yet he’s getting all of it! #i’m not tagging this bc i know some bitches gonna be weird #anyway FUCK U JOSEPH QUINN #FUCK U EDWARD MCMUNSON #shitpost innit?

[xxbimbobunnyxx]

Baby’s Gotta Gun (Rafe Cameron x Fem!Reader)

Summary: You’ve been in a situationship with Rafe for over a year and when you show up to his party that he invited you to and there’s another girl all over him, you’ve finally had it. WK: 1.3k

Warnings: Gun play, unprotected sex, jealousy, possessiveness, reader is a lil unhinged, switch!Rafe, switch!reader, a lil fluff dashed in. Porn/no plot. 18+MNDI!

This is for me and @babygorewhore’s Writing Prompt Game, feel free to click the link and come play!!🤍

“Tell me, tell me who owns this fucking cock.” You run the tip of his pistol over his plush split slick lips while you bounce on his cock like your life depends on it. The sound of your wet cunt and hips slapping together echoing through the room.

“You - fuckin’ shit - you do baby, you own my cock.” Rafe’s eyes roll back when you start to rotate your hips, his large hands grip onto the fat of your ass while you ride him like a fucking succubus.

“Didn’t I tell you to fucking look at me while I take what’s mine, huh?” You move the gun to his head, shoving it against his temple as your free hand grips onto his jaw, squeezing his cheeks together until he opens his eyes. “You look those other girls in the eyes while you fuck them or do you just get it in and move on? Because when you fuck me you take your time, tell me how beautiful I am and how much I mean to you but then you’re buried in the next hoe you see.”

“Baby, I’m sorry. You know - oh fuuuck - you know you’re my girl.” Rafe feels like he’s about to fucking bust any second. Your pace doesn’t falter for a moment, fucking yourself on his cock like you’re trying to drain him of every drop of cum in his body. Driven by pure jealousy and rage.

“Yeah? You’re always fucking saying that, Cameron. But then shit like this happens. I show up to your party, that you invited me to and there’s some bitch on your lap with her tongue down your throat the minute I get here?” You run the barrel of the gun down the side of his face as you chuckle darkly, using your grip on his jaw to shake his head side to side. “If you don’t want anything serious why are you always buying me shit? Scaring off every dude that talks to me? Telling everyone I belong to you while you’re out fucking around?”

“It’s just… baby, shit, if you keep fucking me like that I’m gonna fucking blow my load any second.” Rafe hates to admit that your possessive jealousy is only turning him on more. The crazy look in your eyes, the way you’re fucking him like you own him, while you hold his gun. It’s really fucking doing it for him.

“Don’t you dare fucking cum, Rafe. I’m not done with you. Answer my god damn question.” You slow your pace a bit as you take his face in both of your hands, the grip you still have on the pistol causing it to press against the side of his head.

“I’m sorry, I’m all yours from now on, alright? I fuckin’ mean it. I was just scared, baby. You’re too perfect for me. Knew if I made you mine for real I’d have to marry you someday.” He’s not even sure why he said that, it’s not like he hasn’t subconsciously thought about it before. You were perfect in every way before but this possessive display just makes him want you even more.

“HA! Thirty minutes ago you were dry humping some girl you’ve never talked to and now you’re talking marriage? Be so fucking for real, Rafe.” You bring the gun to his temple again, leaning in so your lips are brushing the shell of his ear. “If you were a real man you would’ve made it official a fucking year ago.”

That was the final straw for him. If you didn’t wanna believe him he would fucking show you how serious he was. He grips onto the gun, easily ripping it from your hand while his other arm wraps around your waist, using his hold on you to flip you on your back. He hovers over you, turning the tables on you by pressing the gun against the side of your head.

“Will you just shut the fuck up for a second. You’re my girl, aight? My girl.”

“I’ve heard that like a million times, pretty boy, doesn’t mean shit to me. You really think I’m gonna just-“ your words are cut short when he slips the gun between your lips.

“I said stop talking, I fucking mean it every time I say it. And you’re right. I was being a pussy bitch. But now I’m gonna show you who you belong to, who I belong too.” He pulls the barrel out of your mouth slightly before slipping it back between your lips. “Suck.”

You roll your eyes, leaving your lips open. He grips onto his cock, slamming it into your wet pussy in one swift motion, starting up at the brutal pace. “I” Thrust. “Said” Thrust. “Fucking suck.”

Your eyes roll back, this time in pleasure, as your wrap your lips around the cool metal, swirling your tongue.

“Hey” His large hand slaps your cheek lightly. “Fucking look at me while I take what’s mine.”

Your eyes fly open and you're met with his intense ocean blue stare as he fucks you hard and deep, his balls slapping against your ass with every thrust of his hips. “Yeah, there’s my fucking girl.”

He pulls the gun from your mouth, pushing himself up on his knees, his thrusts never faltering. He smirks down at you before bringing the spit slick barrel to your clit, circling it in time with his cock pounding into you.

“Ohmyfuckinggod!” You cry out as you cum, your walls pulsing around him.

“Yeah that’s it, fuckin’ cum for me, that’s my girl. Say it, say you’re my girl.”

“I’m your girl, daddy, I’m your girl.” You babble and Rafe smirks, knowing he has you right where he wants you now that you’re back to calling him his rightful title.

“And I’m yours baby, got it? Always been yours. Always thought about you. Always felt shitty and just wanted to see you after I fucked around with anyone else.” He feels his high start to build, tossing the gun to the side before he leans down, covering your body with his. He laces his fingers with yours and captures your lips in a surprisingly tender kiss, that completely contradicted the way he was fucking you.

“Yeah, you’re fucking mine. I’ll kill any bitch that tries to touch you.” You practically growl, burying your face into his neck so you can suck on his skin, marking him as yours.

“That’s so fucking hot - shiiiit, baby girl, I’m gonna cum. Gonna fill my pretty little pussy up.” You bite down onto his shoulder as your long manicured nails scratch down his back, marking him up even further and it sends him over the edge. His hips still against yours as his cock twitches inside you, painting your walls with his cum. “Yeah, that’s a fuckin’ good girl, take my fuckin’ cum.”

Rafe rolls off of you, panting as he falls to his side. He pulls you into him and you lay your head on his chest, placing a soft kiss on his peck.

“Did you mean all of that?” You ask nervously, afraid to look at him.

“Babe, look at me.” He cradles your face in his hand urging you to look up at him. When your eyes meet his, he smiles softly. “You’re my girl, okay? And I’m yours. No more games. No more bitches. Just you and me, aight?”

“Yeah, alright. That sounds nice, daddy.” He leans down, kissing you passionately as he weaves his fingers through your hair.

“Plus, I’ll kill any guy that even breathes your air.”

“Yeah? Well I’ll kill any bitch that even thinks about you.” He chuckles, placing another gentle kiss on your lips. After this? He kinda believes you. But he doesn’t mind, because he would kill for you anyday.

#rafe Cameron #rafe Cameron x reader #rafe OBX #rafe outer banks #rafe x reader #rafe fanfiction #rafe imagine #rafe smut #rafe x you #rafe fic #Morgy & Dolly’s writing game #Dolly writes

[hoesformatt]

LATE NIGHT SHOWERS

the first smut of riyah’s badness marathon 🤞🏾

chris smut, this came to me in a dream 💭

dom!chris • poc!reader friendly

contains: shower sex, pet names (calling him daddy), no use of y/n, lots of touching/groping, fingering, sloppy kissing, FROM DA BACK 😝, talking through it

word count: 0.7k

not-proofread

“Baby come, let’s go take a shower together”, I dragged Chris up the stairs as he barely put energy in his steps so I just gave up on trying to take him up and I shrugged it off.

Going by myself into my room to switch on the lights on in my bathroom, walking in towards my sink, picking up my toothbrush from the holder.

Brushing my teeth in the mirror, I finished up to then turn on the shower to a hot setting. Today was a long day even more for my boyfriend who was filming videos and all he was bitching about was how he was too tired to take a shower.

I stripped off all my clothing, folding them, then opened the door to walk in our room seeing Chris sitting on the bed, entirely glued to his phone.

Going past him nude, his eyes followed my naked body, especially my ass that wobbled when I walked.

“Come here baby” He held his hand out to me “No Chris, I’m not gonna have sex with you when you haven’t taken a shower” He felt threatened but there was no way he was going to leave the bed as he was burnt out and I rolled my eyes locking the bathroom door behind me.

I leapt into shower, the hot water trickling down my body filling me with a warm feeling, running through my curls, I grabbed the shampoo from my rack lathering it in my hair.

Bubbles forming, I throughly washed my hair putting it against the water to rinse it when I heard the bathroom door open. I looked through the glass door into the mirror on the other side seeing Chris on the far end lugging towards me removing his clothes.

I gaped at him letting his jeans drop to the ground, adjusting his large bulge in his snug black briefs. With that sight I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, feeling my pussy pulse causing me to clench my thighs together. Chris tugged off his boxers, his twitching cock freed from the tightness.

Jumping into the shower with me, he instantly began to kiss on my neck and caress my body, smacking my ass and the sound of a clap rippled throughout the shower stall. “Fuck Chris” He wrapped his forearm around my neck puling me up straight onto his dick, he massaged my breasts playing with my hard nubs.

“Give it to me daddy” He salivated at the sight of my perky tits and round ass breathing hot on my neck.

“Patience princess” Chris lined with pussy spreading my folds open, inserting is long and slender fingers into my soaking cunt. Playing with my pussy quickly dragging his digits in-and-out of my tightness, finding it hard to keep my legs straight.

“You gonna take this dick baby?” I nodded my head ridiculously and he let my body fall, for my hands to hold the wall as he was behind me, lining his cock upon my pussy, sliding within me.

Arching my back, Chris thrusted inside me and our skin smacked together making a slapping sound that bounced along the walls “Fuck yes”. Our breathes fogged up the shower before Chris spanked my ass.

Sending his cock to hit my g-spot, Chris bit his bottom lip watching how my ass waved and recoiled at every bounce I took. Chris pressed close to my waist and his right hand was set on my shoulder making it easier to ram into me. “Yes daddy, do me like that!”

I was loud, I knew the neighbours were going to be bitching by the morning but they’d most definitely would know Chris’ name by in the morning.

He spanked my ass one more time causing me to jolt “Daddy, I’m gonna cummm— Fuckkk, I’m gonna cum” Chris was satisfied with the state of pleasure he put me in, my head full of bliss, I was completely lusted. He lifted me up with his arm around my neck again like before, my curls and back were on his chest making his last thrusts.

“Nghh— CHRIS” The twists and knots left my stomach and the relief rushed through my body along with a feeling of ecstasy.

“I’ll never be too tired to fuck you mama”

tags: @chrisenthusiast @miguelsangel @lunariaxzz @thesturniolos @angelic-sturniolos111 @littlebookworm803 @chrissturniolosbitch @leahsbussy @luv4kozume @alinaa131 @sturniolopowers @mattslolita @sturniofilmd @sturnioloooooo @mattsneezing @muwapsturniolo @idkwhosnyla @strniohoeee @iiheartstef @nonamegirlxsturniolo @ka1nani @1800chokedathoe @fuzzycupcakebeliever @mattgirly @me4chris @mattslutt @nicksmainbitch @luhsexcbihh @hearts4chriss

#chris sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo smut #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #chris sturniolo fluff #sturniolo smut #smut #fan fiction #fan fic #riyahspeaks #hoesformatt #hoesforriyah #sturniolo triplets #nick sturniolo #matt sturniolo

[sorchathered]

Strip that down

Pairing- Club Owner!Jake Seresin x Dancer!Reader (Nightclub AU)

Warnings- mentions of stripping, language, light smut

Summary-I’m gonna be so serious y’all I blacked out writing this, might make it a series of drabbles in the future bc I went feral for the concept.

“I swear you have got to be the most pig headed, arrogant son of a bitch I’ve ever met” you say as you storm down the hall, a very disgruntled Jake Seresin hot on your heels. He hadn’t intended to start a fight but goddamnit it seemed like no matter what he said lately caused an argument.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean? It’s not like I was asking for that girl’s number or anything, she was all over me! What did you want me to do? hit her? Come on Cherry just stop and look at me please?” He said as he jogged in front of you to stall you. You two weren’t even dating, you’d been very adamant that this was just hooking up, so why were you so pissed? Unless…

“Cherry look at me. I can’t keep fighting with you like this, it’s driving me insane. If you want to break things off we can, I can’t say I won’t miss you but I’ll get it. We work together and it’s hard to be professional when shit like this happens. But…if you want more, all you have to do is ask baby girl, you know good and damn well you’ve got me totally wrapped.”

He had you crowded up against the sticky nightclub wall, bass thrumming through the room straight into your chest as he skimmed his hands up and down your sides. You’d been in the middle of your set when you watched some fresh faced new hire throw her arms around his neck and get way too close for your liking, but of course you had to be professional and continue on, trying to school your features as you danced on stage. The second you’d finished and gotten your tips you’d slammed his portion on the bar, stomping off to the dressing rooms, the fire in your eyes enough to burn the whole room down. He wasn’t yours, he was your boss and you should’ve known better than to let him get under your skin like this.

You were trying to get your bearings but your head was spinning, had he really just said he wanted more? You opened your mouth but promptly shut it, how were you supposed to respond to that? Of course that’s what you wanted but you never would’ve suggested it, you’d been in love with him since the two of you had started this whole arrangement, how could you not be? He was charming and charismatic, and don’t even ask about his looks; the man knew he looked good. He was making it harder and harder to focus now, those damn hands of his couldn’t seem to stop grazing over whatever exposed flesh he could get to and it was making you dizzy.

He cocked his head and smirked that smart ass smile at you, leaning in to whisper against your lips, “Gotta use your words baby, you want us to keep going like we are? Or do you want me to make you mine? You say the word and I’ll make sure every girl in a 100 mile radius knows you own me, but I need to hear you say it.”

“You know I do, I love you, you’re such an asshole but fuck I do, I love you Jake.”

He groaned as he pressed himself to you, kissing you hard as he continued to run his hands all over your body. “Goddamnit Cherry, you can’t just drop a bomb like that on me, making me fucking crazy, I ought to take you right here where everyone can see.” His words sent fire through your veins, you cried out and bucked into him at the thought of him fucking you right outside of the main stage, anyone could walk by and you weren’t sure you’d even care. He chuckled against the shell of your ear as he continued to press his palm against your core, he could feel you soaking through the thin fabric of your costume, again he briefly considered following through with his taunting and fucking you right here, but thought better of it because after all you were still at work. He kissed you again and removed his hand from your shorts, watching your pretty doe eyes blink at him in shock, you really had thought he’d do it.

“Oh come on now don’t look at me like that, go change and grab your stuff, first I’m gonna take you out for dinner and then you can be my dessert, whadd’ya say Cherry Pie?” You rolled your eyes but let him scoot you down the hall, and when you walked out with his hand on your ass you made sure the new waitress caught a glimpse of your tongue down his throat. Jake could definitely get used to this side of you, and the private dances just for him every night didn’t hurt either.

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[thelovelyruin]

𝖇𝖚𝖇𝖇𝖑𝖊𝖌𝖚𝖒 𝖇𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍.

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘 : choso x fem reader

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖓 : you wanted choso real bad, but did he want you too?

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖔𝖓 : (fem perspective of acquainted.) smut, porn with plot, vaginal sex, praise, teasing, fingering.

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖙 : 4.5K

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗 : inspired by lyrics from bubblegum bitch by marina and the diamonds.

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘 : hello lovelies, thank you so much for reading! i hope you enjoy it; if so, follow me for more. au revoir!

18+ MDNI ADULT CONTENT

Got a figure like a pin-up, got a figure like a doll.

“But Maiiii!”

“Don’t even think about it. You know you’re gonna hurt his feelings.”

“I won’t, I promise! He’s real cute, I could never do that to him.”

“You mean weird? I’ve only seen him talk to Yuuji, and that’s saying something.”

“Well, maybe he just needs a girlfriend! Ya know, a woman’s touch.”

“Babe, the second you try to touch to him, he’s gonna cum on himself.”

“That’s not bad, right? That just means he likes me!”

Mai scoffed and walked towards class, you following behind a puppy. You were a pretty girl, for sure. Always wearin’ sparkly lipgloss, your hair was always in a cute style but always down, had to show off your hoop earrings! You usually wore a little locket necklace, which had a little pic of Choso in it, but that’s really creepy, right? It sat on top of a pink shirt that you made sure your tits always looked great in, just in case he was lookin’. Then your miniskirt gave a sneak peek of your ass and your winter boots you lovedddd to wear with leggings that you were hoping he was getting an eyeful of. It was tough when you were in class with him; you raised your hand to answer a question, hoping he’d perk up at the sight of your new manicure. Sometimes, you’d wear a perfume that smelled like cake; you could tell he liked it; he’d always stutter when he walked past you, conveniently moving your hair so the scent would fly in the air towards him. Then there was your skin, always wearing a nice lotion so your legs looked smooth as you crossed them over one another or stood before the seminar to answer a question on the board. You usually ask someone to pick something up for you and never touched a door either; you pretty much knew it was because every guy wanted to fuck you, so you ran them around like your puppies, and they’d run back to you with a lollipop or something like that, which you made sure to suck real sexy when Choso was around, in case he ever wanted to be the lollipop.

It's not like you wanted him to pay attention or anything.

Don't care if you think I'm dumb; I don't care at all.

“Hey, Choso! What’s up?”

He obviously hadn’t heard you, so you put your hands on his desk in the library and squished your tits together, leaning over a bit to look at him. A little cleavage was always effective, right?

“Hello, earth to Choso, you there?”

“Sorry, could you repeat that?”

You made sure to wear a really short skirt, which was totally cute, but every guy on campus was getting the wrong idea. You’d worn it to see Choso, which worked ‘cause he was looking at the little piece of your thong you’d left out for him to see. You just had to tease him a little.

“I said, “Hey, Choso! What’s up?””

“Oh, sorry. Not much, how about you?”

“Oh, nothin’; saw you were sittin’ alone and wanted to come say hi; that okay?”

That was such a shitty excuse. You really could’ve come up with something better, but it seemed to work anyway! He sat to the side of the seat, sitting his hand in the empty space.

“Yeah, that’s fine. Uh, wanna take a seat?”

“Sure! So, whatcha workin' on?”

“Oh, I’m just studying for the statistics exam.”

“That class is super hard! I feel like I’m not getting any of it.”

Fuck, was he catching on yet? You really couldn’t think of another reason why you two would be alone; you couldn’t even convince your professors to let you work with him on a project.

“I could, um, tutor you if you want.”

“Really? You’d do that for me?”

You perked up, hand touching his arms, tits bouncing as you shifted towards him in the seat. You were so excited you could barely keep it together, but you had to act totally fine in case he was onto you. Which really, you wanted him on you.

“Yeah, it’s no problem.”

“Perfect, when are you free?

“Uh, I’m free after classes; what about you?”

Fuck, you had a lot to do. When did you get so busy?

“Hmm, well, I have a sorority meeting at six tomorrow, so that probably won’t work, but then, ooo, I have cheer practice on Thursday, ugh, and I can’t forget Nobara’s party on Friday!”

“So, Wednesday?”

“Perfect! We’d just have to do it after my nail appointment at 3.”

He looked at your nails. Was there something wrong with them? Maybe you should’ve pulled this charade afterward.

“I think your nails are nice like that?”

You were blushing now, bringing a hand out before you two.

“Ya think so? I was thinking of changing the color. I’ve changed my mind since last week.”

You got a call from Mai! Damn, you wish she wasn’t still upset with you. Happily, you answered it.

“Hey babe, what's up?”

“Not gonna believe it! Nobara got this big-ass AirBnb for this weekend. It’s totes cute; gonna look at it for our meeting tomorrow. Anyways, I gotta go, going shopping; I’ll send pics!”

You felt super bad; You’d interrupted your and Choso’s conversation to talk about sorority stuff. Hopefully, you didn’t annoy him.

“Sorry about that! She had to tell me about this crazy thing one of our sisters did.”

“Sisters?”

“Yeah, like in our sorority, silly! Anyways, gotta blast, but I enjoyed our chat!”

You pulled a pen out of your purse along with a piece of gum; after unwrapping it and putting it in your mouth, you grabbed Choso’s hand, writing down your phone number. 

“There ya go, put it in fast so it doesn’t wash off. Bye, cutie!”

With that, you walked away. He looked so cute, blushing all hard; hopefully, he texted you. You probably looked pretty dumb, but who cares? You were gonna spend some time with him, so your plans could get rollin’.

Candy bear, sweetie pie, wanna be adored.

“YOU GAVE HIM YOUR NUMBER?”

“Yes, but it’s because he’s tutoring me!”

“So, you and him, alone. “Studying”.”

“Yes, Mai. “Studying”.”

“Bullshit, you’re gonna fuck him!”

“Am not! I have some self-control, ya know.”

When you told Mai about the exchange earlier, she was convinced you were making a bad decision.

“So then, what if he wants to fuck you? What happens to that self-control?”

“It gets thrown out the window, and I let him fuck my brains out, duh.”

Mai looked you up and down, giving you that look. You scoffed and lay on your bed; damn, you would be doing your statistics work if you actually knew what you were doing. A ring came from your phone, practically jumping at it.

“Hey. It’s Choso.”

You jumped around your room, squealing. He had actually texted you! Not that you didn’t think he would, but he was always super standoffish so he might’ve wiped it off. But nonetheless, you texted him back.

“haiiii <3 wednesday still good? :3”

“Yeah, what time?”

“let’s do 5, kay?”

“Sounds good.”

“yay! See you then :p.”

When Wednesday came around, you were super nervous all day. Mai teased you for it, saying there was nothing to worry about; you guys were only “studying.” You had seen him in class, but today, you gave him a wink as you walked by, hoping he’d like it. Fuck, you were such a klutz! Smoothie all over your shirt; not like that was such a bad thing. It meant you could change into something cuter, something that would really catch his attention! It made you super late, though. You felt so bad, showing up 15 minutes late, but you sucked it up and knocked on his door anyway. Choso opened the door for you, but you were still panting. God, get it together!

“I'm so sorry! I spilled my smoothie on my other top, so I had to change, then I ran over as fast as I could! You’re not too mad at me, are you?”

“You’re fine; come in.”

“Ooo, thanks!”

You walked into the room, giving him a smile, then bent over to set your purse and books, hoping he was pervy enough to get a view. You’d stayed down there for a while, giving him enough time to get a good look, then you got up and turned around, and he was blushing! Maybe he’d seen your lacy pink thong. But you weren’t thinking about fucking him, right?

“Somethin’ wrong?”

“Uh, no…let’s get started.”

An hour passed, and you were shocked at your level of resolve. He was helping you this whole time, and all you could think about was the tent in his pants, wanting to take care of it. But you promised Mai you’d chill, so you did.

“All done! I think this is the best I’ve ever done! Thank you so so much!”

You wrapped your arms around him, bringing him in. You pulled back from him, still hugging him, as he looked down into your eyes. You let go and giggled, walking over to get on his bed, sitting back on your hands, legs slightly open as your chest poked out. Mai would probably be mad, but she’d have to understand, right? You just needed him, really bad.

“Hey, Choso?”

“Yeah?”

“I need your help with something.”

“What’s up?”

I'm the girl you'd die for.

As he approached you, you put your final fears to the side. You had full confidence he wanted you, and you were gonna act on it.

You opened your thighs to him, panty-clad pussy on full display.

Awe, he was so red! To be fair, you had just shown off your pussy to him, practically asking him to touch you there, and you were ready for it. You pulled him forward by his shirt, his face up to yours.

“That is, if you wanna.”

He dropped to his knees, positioning himself on the floor between your legs, both draped over his shoulders as he pulled you closer to him. You saw him get a good look at your thong; you knew you were soaked from being next to him for so long. He brought his hands up your legs; the feeling of his fingers made you shake all the way up to your hips, where he flipped your skirt up. He grabbed the edge of your panties, backing up to pull them down your legs. You opened up a little more for him, soaked pussy on full display, letting him spread your lips apart, precum dripping out of you. He was in shock, and it was so sexy. He looked like he was in love with just the sight of your pussy.

Choso brought his lips down to yours, lapping up all of your juices, then fucking his tongue into you. Damn, he felt so good! You started moaning his name and arching your back as you gripped his sheets. He brought his tongue to your clit, circling the bud slowly, and god it had you whimpering.

“Choso….”

You felt so fucking good. He brought his fingers up and slipped them inside you, making you groan loudly. You could tell this was probably his first time eating pussy, but when he curled his fingers, it felt soooo good and you just had to tell him!

“Fuck, right there, don’t stop!”

He pumped his fingers in and out of you as your body jerked, begging to cum. You were so blissed out, happy you were about to cum from his tongue. It came hard, fingers gripping his hair in a way so you could find some sort of stability. And fuck, as you came down, you rutted your pussy against his tongue, mouth still opened and eyes rolled back.He left you panting on his bed, half-naked, back still arched. As you began to come back to earth, you sat up on your hands again, pussy most likely staining the sheets, but it would be okay, right?

“Come here.”

You were serious now. You didn’t wanna be so harsh, but you were literally gonna die if you didn’t feel his dick inside you immediatley. You opened your legs so he could position himself between them, kissing him intensely now. He brought his hand up to your tits, groping them through the fabric of your shirt, pinching your nipple once he found it, you were getting so wet. He ruts his hips against yours, making you groan into his mouth. Fuck, he was so hot, you were gonna lose your-

I'll chew you up, and I'll spit you out.

Your phone fucking rang…and you knew it was Mai. With a pout, you walked over to his desk to grab your phone.You tried to act as normal as possible when you answered the phone, you couldn’t make it too obvious Choso just had a mouth full of pussy!

“Hey, hey!”

“Hey babe, emergency house meeting! Maki didn’t put in the order for the catering for rush next week, so everyone’s coming together to think of a back up. Need ya here, like yesterday!”

You were pouting now, tilting your head to the side as you talked to her.

“But Maiiii, I’m doing something super important!”

“Important, huh? Is that important thing fucking Choso? Either way, bring your ass over here before anyone gets suspicious.”

“Ugh, fine, but you owe me! See you in a bit.”

You hung up the phone and walked over to him, a sad look on your face as you wrapped your arms around him and nuzzled your head into his chest.

“You gotta go?”

“Yeah, but I really don’t want to!”

“It’s fine. You should be ready for the test on Thursday.”

You bent over to pick up your purse and books again; hoping he’d really get a good look at you this time. You hadn’t put your panties back on, instead leaving them next to his bed for him to find later. You put your heels back on, getting on your tiptoes to kiss him on the cheek.

“Bye, cutie!”

“Um, bye.”

It’s like you couldn’t get him out of your head; every time you tried to focus on the meeting, he was there. Before you laid down for bed, he texted you, letting you know you forgot them. Hmmmm, what should you say?

“oopsie :3 consider them a gift ;)”

'Cause that's what young love is all about.

So pull me closer…

“YOU DID WHAT?”

“Maiiii, please don’t be mad!”

“Let me get this straight, you fucked him?”

“No, yes, well, not exactly. I, you know…”

“Awe shit, you sucked his-”

“NO, MAI. Not that I wouldv’e been opposed to it.”

“So, what did you- Holy shit, he ate you out!”

You became flustered, you told her about your sexual encounters all the time, but it had been so long since you got any, plus she already thought Choso was weird.

“Yes, he ate me out.”

“YOU MOTHERFUCKER!”

“Mai, I’m sorry! Like don’t be mad at me though, it felt really good and technically that was only second base, right? Or third? Either way I didn’t fuck him, yet.”

“Sorry, sorry. It’s not like I don’t support you, but a guy like that? He probably came on himself.”

Now, you’d told Choso you were busy, but that didn’t stop you from wanting to see him again! You guys had seen each other around the halls; Thursday, you gave him a wink every time you saw him, and he’d return it with a blush and grin. But then, you realized he hadn’t texted you. Wouldn’t he wanna see you again? Especially if he enjoyed it as much as you think he did. You were nervous at this point. What if you were over-analyzing things? Just a quick fuck to get each other’s rocks off? Then, unfortunately, the thought came to mind that he probably just thought you were pretty and dumb, which hurt your feelings real bad. I mean, you couldn’t help it; spontaneous oral from the guy liked for months now. But, fuck, you missed him.

And kiss me hard!

The party could be heard down the street; it was pretty lit tbh, a large house with at least eight bedrooms, a pool and basketball court in the back, and balconies on almost every window. As you walked through the house, part of you wanted to find Choso and get a real answer as to why he had ghosted you. That was until a guy from your brother fraternity walked up to you.

You held a cup of punch, but what you were wearing was kinda flashy. You hadn’t bothered to wear a top, just your string bikini covering your tits, which to be fair, wasn’t doing a very good job of covering them up. Then there were your shorts; the underside of your ass on display, but when you and Mai picked them out, you bought ‘em just in case you saw him. You were leaning into the guy, trying to hear him over the speakers. He was kinda creepy. Obviously drunk as he tried to talk to you about some speed dating thing they were about to throw, and apparently you just needed to be there. You knew he was getting an eyeful; he couldn’t even make eye contact with you because he was too busy staring at your chest, which you wouldn’t be opposed to usually, but he wasn’t Choso, and tbh, he was the only one you wanted to look at you like that.

This dude made some shitty joke, you giggling to save face and not embarrass your sisters. That’s when you see Choso walking in your peripheral vision. OMG, he did come! But as happy as you were, he looked kinda pissed, or maybe you were trippin’? You gave him an awkward smile as you turned. That was until Choso grabbed your arm.

“Gonna borrow her right quick.”

What the fuck was he doing? Choso led you up the stairs as you rushed to keep up, spilling your drink a bit. He looked for an empty bedroom, walked you into it, and locked it behind him. What was his deal?

“Choso, what the actual fuck?”

“What are you doing, huh?”

“What am I doing? What am I doing? Motherfucker, what are you doing?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, you haven’t talked to me in days. Then you pull me in here, like I’m the bad guy or something, fuck, did eating me out mean anything to you?”

“Of course it did! I haven’t texted you because I wanted to give you space!”

“I could’ve made time for you! I don’t wanna hear your shitty excuses as to-”

I'm gonna pop your bubblegum heart.

Your sentence was cut short by Choso pulling you into a kiss. Some nerve he had, not talking to you for days, then coming up like he owned you or something. You were fucking mad at him, sure, but you wanted to fuck him more than anything. So, you let him lay you on the bed behind you, mouth coming to kiss you, even deeper this time. He pulled back to undo your top, allowing your tits free, ready to go to town.

“So, who the fuck was that?”

He brought his lips down to your nipple, sucking it as you moaned softly. He was totally killing the vibe.

“A friend, what are you, jealous?”

He sucked the other one, massaging your tits as you watched him. You knew he was, like why else would he be asking? That kinda made you feel good though, he was willing to put up a little fight for ya, huh?

“Depends.”

“On?”

Choso began to move his way down, sucking the skin of your stomach as he brought his hands down to hook into your shorts. He had them down to your ankles, pulling them off of you, you were so fucking excited, as pissed as he was, his mood was real cute.

“I’m your friend too, no?”

“Something like that.”

He undid the strings on your bikini, throwing them somewhere in the room. He brought his face down to you, kissing your inner thighs to tease you.

“You let all your friends eat your pussy?”

I'm Miss Sugar Pink, liquor, liquor lips.

You couldn’t answer his question, body reacting to the kitten licks he was giving your clit. You really liked it when he fucked you with his tongue, and you were practically in love when he pressed his tongue harder on our bud. You missed the feeling of your pre-cum on his lips, but it was cut short when he pulled his face back, teasing you.

“Answer me, princess.”

“No, I don't.”

It’s like something woke up inside of him. His face was back on you, fucking his tongue into you as he pinned your hips down, watching you squirm from the pleasure. The pleasure you never wanted to stop.

Choso picked up the pace of his tongue, his fingers finding their way to your pussy, curling them as he sucked on your clit. One hand still on your hips to keep you still; it’s not like it really mattered though, ‘cause you came real hard. You bucked your hips into his touch, moaning his name as you let him suck you through your high. He pulled up to look at you, smirking as he started drinking your cum, thumb on your clit. You were on fucking fire, still recovering from before, and now he was bringing you up to his face. He pinned you down, devouring you instantly.

He’d brought his hands up to rub your nipples between his fingers while you fucked his face. You didn’t know where all this nerve came from, presumably because he’s made you cum twice now, the third one about to join. But you honestly didn’t give a fuck. If he had the balls to eat you as good as he was doing, you could care less. Because his tongue was just too damn distracting. You began to grind your pussy on his face, not even considering his ability to breathe; it’s not like he was concerned about it. You were moaning his name lover and over, he pulled them out of you more frequently as you felt your body giving in again.

“Choso, I’m, I, fuck!”

Hit me with your sweet love…

Fuck, he was so good. You couldn’t help but fall over as he kissed you, soft and sweet. With a careful hand, he brought your leg up, pulling it away from the other so he could get in between them. Your body was practically begging him, waitin’ so long for his touch. As he began removing his clothes, he continued this little conversation. It was really pissing you off.

“Hm, that doesn’t make sense then, does it?”

“You’re more than a friend, Choso.”

At this point, he’d taken everything but his boxers off, bringing his body back up to sit on top of yours. He kissed you as he fingered your pussy again, making you squirm under his touch, he was making you feel a lot of things you hadn’t really felt before, definitely more than your vibrator had done. He brought your cum out of your pussy, rubbing it over his dick as he looked down at you.

“More than a friend, huh?”

Choso kissed your neck as he slid his dick in, holding your hips as he rolled his into yours. He was painfully slow, pulling out to sink back in. Fuck, it was torture.

“Yes, Choso! Now fuck me, please!”

“No problem.”

He slammed his hips into yours, you couldn’t hlp but groan his name, making him grip you tightly as he fucked you, forehead meeting yours so he could look you in your eyes.

 “When was the last time you got fucked?”

“Months ago.”

“So, you decided you just wanted me to eat your pussy one day?”

He began that slow pace again, what was he a fucking detective? You decided to just tell him the truth, hopefully then he’d shut the fuck up.

“No, I liked you for a while! Thought you didn’t like me ‘til I met you in the library!”

Guess that satisfied him, ‘cause he hit that sweet spot inside you as you moved your hips to meet his, hands brushing through his hair as he gave it to you right where you needed him. You pressed your tits against his chest as he fucked you into the bed, practically screaming his name every time he’d give you a hard thrust.

“I want you, princess.”

To be fair, you hadn’t really entertained any of the guys who wanted you; they’d just ogle you, but you wanted someone who’d claim you. Make you his. And Choso was doing it. He fucked you like no one had ever done before, sucking hickeys all over you that you were sure you didn’t have enough concealer to cover up. Then, there was the way he’d moan into your ear. Sometimes your name, but mostly baby, princess, beautiful. He was taking you higher and higher, and you didn’t wanna come down.

“Then, I’m yours.”

Steal me with a kiss.

That made him feral. He fucked you faster, keeping your hips still so he could fuck you how you needed it. Your body was practically begging to cum again, all but throwing yourself at him. Finally, you came, gripping his shoulders as you moaned his name into the room, eyes rolling back and mouth wide open as you came for the third time that night. You honestly didn’t know you had it in you; he was right behind you, gripping the headboard as he fucked you through his orgasm, whimpering your name as he fell to pieces inside you, your hands just falling to your side, too fucked out to move.

I'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch….

Choso fell beside you and looked over; you were pretty damn tired; he made you cum over and over again, like a song on repeat. He’d helped you put your clothes back on, carrying you down the stairs and out to his car, getting you in it and starting it.

“Ima take ya home, okay?”

You perked up a little, grabbing his arm and wrapping around it. No way you were going home! Why’d you wanna go back there when you could sleep with your boyfriend?

“Wanna go home with you!”

“Whatever ya want, princess.”

He gripped your thigh as he drove off, returning to his dorm. He carried you to his room, helping you get into one of his t-shirts, such a good guy, makin’ you feel all safe. Both of you in the bed, he pulled you into his chest as you got comfortable. You look up at him, smiling a bit as you yawn.

“Night, baby!”

You kissed him quickly and laid back down, drifting off to sleep.

Consider this mission complete ;)

I'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch!

♱ the song used in this story is bubblegum bitch by marina and the diamonds. 🖤

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“Lovin her seems tiring..” Part 2

Taggies/ warnings; Pro!HeroKats, cheating, fingering, creampie, blowjob, ridding, cumming, squirting, swearing, mention of sex toys, dirty talk, titty fuck, drinking, drunk messaging, dry humping.

part 3!

After that crazy call with your boss, you went right into making reservations so you don’t get yelled at the next week of work. 

Wait. Is his girlfriend coming? Should you call and ask? Would he be mad? Do you reserve two rooms? One for you, and one for him? Of course you would! Why wouldn’t you? Don’t make this weird y/n.

You had a lot of what if’s. But, you wanted to be brave and call your hot headed hot boss. 

ring, ring, ring.

“The hell ya want now? Thought i made myself fuckin clear.” He grumbles into the phone.

“U-uh,” you stutter. “S-so, is uhm, Kira coming like she usually d-does, or..-“ 

“No. Just make two rooms. One for you and me.”

“Okay! Thank you for letting me know. B-but i do have a question Mr. Dynamight.” 

“Lay it on me.” He says calmly? Wow, you’ve never heard him so calm before. 

“So, why I’m I coming..?” You ask a little scared.

“Need ya to come with me cause you’re my damn assistant and you should do as I say. See ya next week y/n.”

He hangs up. God, his voice was so sexy. You couldn’t get enough of it. At least his bitch of a “girlfriend” isn’t coming. 

You go to work the next week after your short weekend. You get packed to go to Tokyo, and you plan to maybe go to Tokyo Disneyland since it’s not like your gonna be on patrol with him, right? 

Right? 

You make your way to the bus station to get to the Dynamight agency. It was snowing and a horrible day to wear a white high waist mini skirt with a cute flower cardigan. At least you have a snow jacket and shoes in the office. 

You pay for your ticket and get on the bus. The bus station was pretty packed, you cant be late today. You decided to go on your phone to see the news, until you get a text from your boss.

:Dynamight🧡💥: I need ya to get to the fuckin office now. Go to my office when you’re here.

:y/n: sorry! Bus station is a little full today. I’ll get there as fast as I can! :D

You see the Dynamight agency and run out the bus as fast as you could. You knew Bakugo was a hot head and the last person you wanna piss off. It was kinda hard to run in the thick snow with uggs on, but you couldn’t care less. You NEEDED to get to your boss. 

You open the large doors and greeted the front lady that at gives you little candies. 

“Thank you Mrs. Hellen!” You wave goodbye and pop the candy in your mouth. You get to the elevator and press floor 8. As you get on, you notice you have a big whole in your tights. Fuck. Those were new too! Damnit. 

You gracefully walk to Bakugo’s office and hear grunting on the other side of the door.

You knock on the door and you hear Bakugo startle and race to get up. You’re not sure what he was doing, but your little dirty mind thinks something else. 

“What-“ he looks down at you. “Get in here,” He pulls your wrist inside his office. 

“Good morning to you too, Mr. Dynamight.” You give him a warm smile and he falls back on his chair. 

You notice his face is a little red and his cheeks are slightly puffed. You couldn’t help but also noticed a bulge in his hero cargo pants. 

“Ay, eyes up here sweetheart.” He says with a a smug smirk.

“O-oh sorry. I was just thinking about my uh, hole in my tights.” You said. Nice save, you think to yourself.

“Uh huh.” He says turning his chair so the back faces you.

“So Mr. Dynamight-“

“We’re leaving tonight, did ya pack your shit?” You noticed he clenched his jaw when he span his chair to face you again.

“Yeah.. uhm, are you going to pick me up or-“

“Yeah. Text me your address when I leave.” 

“Ok.. thank you for your time.” You spin on your heel to leave. You opened the door and took slow steps. 

Well, guess you should start working.

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Nook of Love

Pairing: Pre!Outbreak Joel Miller x reader

Word Count: 1,806

Summary: Joel builds you something extra special and it's everything you've always wanted and more.

Author's Note: After writing about mob!Bucky buying you a bookstore I thought I do a version for my other fave guy- except his style haha. Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by the lovely @firefly-graphics thank you sweet Daisy!

Warnings: it's so fluffy and soft and lots of kisses :)

Joel Miller Masterlist

“How are you gonna keep her outta the house for the next week?”

Joel narrows his eyes as he grinds his teeth together.

“I haven’t though that far ahead…” he mumbles.

“Of course not,” Tommy teases.

With a grunt of annoyance Joel reaches for more wood and lifts it into his pickup.

“Are you just gonna stand there and bitch or help me?”

Tommy ambles over with a raised brow. “You better figure out how you’re gonna see her because I’m not dealin’ with your extra grumpy ass for a week!”

Joel’s hands land on his hips and he shrugs. “I’ll just go to her place.”

Tommy scoffs. “Yeah ‘cause she won’t find that weird as fuck since you never go there. You know she likes it here better.”

“You know what, shut it Tommy. No one asked you,” Joel grits out.

Tommy smirks. “Well just don’t ask me to get involved in your bullshit when she starts askin’ questions!”

“Are you sure you want to come here again?”

You hear his sigh on the other end of the phone before he answers. “Of course darlin’…just need to see you.”

“I’m happy to come by you. I like your place better anyway,” you argue, hoping he hears the smile in your voice.

“I know but, I need a change of scenery. I’ll be there soon.”

When you hear the doorknob start to turn you fly off the couch, jumping into his open arms the moment he fills the doorway.

“Hey there darlin’,” he murmurs against your lips as his arms close tightly around you.

You kiss him softly then take his hand and start to pull him toward the couch.

“So how was your day? How’s Sarah? How’s the progression on that new building?”

You fire off your questions, only stopping when you feel him give you a tug. You look over your shoulder and he’s wearing a lopsided smile.

“Come ‘ere,” he murmurs before dragging you back into his chest and spinning you around.

He walks you slowly toward the wall, only stopping when your back gently bumps it.

“Aren’t you going to tell me about your day?” you ask coyly.

“Nuh uh,” he whispers, placing both his hands on the side of your head along the wall.

He pins you in place, pressing his hips closer. “I’d rather hear about your day.”

His lips trail along your jaw, stopping just under your ear where he places a soft kiss. He continues pressing kisses to your skin until he finds your mouth.

“That’s such bullshit and you know it,” you breathe against his lips.

You can feel his smile along your skin.

“Go on darlin’,” he whispers and runs his nose along your throat. “Tell me.”

“This is the third time it’s ringing Joel. You have to answer or she’s likely to show up here!”

Tommy holds out the phone and Joel takes it with a grumbled curse.

“Hey darlin’,” he answers then pauses to listen.

“I was in the bathroom,” he answers, waiting as you talk again.

“Actually, no. Must have eaten somethin’ bad for lunch.”

“How ‘bout I call you later and we can figure out our plans?”

He stares down Tommy as he listens to your concerned voice, wincing every now and then when he can tell you’re pouting and upset.

“It’s ok. I’ll be fine…NO!”

He immediately scowls after shouting out “no” and softens his voice. “I just don’t want you to be sitting around here while I’m in the bathroom the whole time.”

His head hangs and he pinches the bridge of his nose. “I promise. Ok, don’t worry. Love you too baby.”

“Shit that was painful to watch,” Tommy says when Joel hangs up and drops his phone. “You’re a terrible liar.”

“That’s because I would never lie to her!” Joel yells then his hands land on his hips and he sighs dramatically. “I should have had a plan in place for this.”

“AH HA!” Tommy yells triumphantly. “TOLD YA SO BROTHER!”

“Ah fuck off and quit standing around and help me. I need to get this done by tomorrow. No way I can keep this up another day!” Joel huffs.

Tommy snickers but marches over to help sand the wood, delighting in Joel’s continued grumbly mutterings.

When he opens the door you push past him and whirl around, hands crossed over your chest and glaring.

“Joel Miller if you don’t explain why you’ve been acting so weird the past few days…”

You step closer and poke him in his hard chest.

He grabs your finger and drags you into his arms.

“Everything will make sense in a few minutes,” he says quietly, his eyes searching your face.

You study him and your own eyes go wide.

“Are you nervous?” you ask as your lips lift into a small smile.

He looks taken aback. “ME?!?!”

His tone is incredulous. “No way darlin’. I’m fine. You just missed me yesterday is all.”

“Oh is that it?” you ask before blowing a raspberry. “I don’t see you for one day and now I’m imagining things...like the fact that you had food poisoning but feel perfectly fine now?”

Instead of continuing to argue he takes your face between his large hands and presses his lips to yours. After a few moments of kissing you senseless he gently releases you and rests his forehead against yours.

“Are you ready for your surprise?”

“THERE’S A SURPRISE!!” you squeal. “Why didn’t you say so!?”

Your excitement sets his nerves aflutter again and he wipes his palms on his jeans. “Ok…just promise…just promise me you’ll tell me what you really think…and you won’t pretend to like it just because…”

You reach for his hand and grip it tightly in reassurance. “I promise Joel…NOW HURRY UP! I can’t wait.”

You’re bouncing on your feet the whole time you follow him through the house and when you pass the living room he stops you and says, “close your eyes.”

You immediately shut them and squeeze them tight.

“Don’t peek.”

“I won’t!” you say excitedly.

He gives your hand a tug and carefully leads you into the next room, stopping after a few more steps.

“Ok…” he says on an exhale. “Open ‘em.”

Nestled into the back of the small room is something out of your dreams. A large window is framed by floor to ceiling dark wood shelves and just under it is a long and cushioned seat. There’s even a shelf above that goes horizontally and smaller shelves on the inside of the nook on either side of the seat.

“Now I know there aren’t many books yet and the details are missing but I figure you would want to pick out the curtains and pillows and Knick knacks and all that. I was going to do that myself but I didn’t think I should in case you wanted a theme or somethin’. Sarah said she would help but I told her you could take her when you shop and…”

You turn to face him, softly pressing your finger to his lips so he stops his nervous rambling.

“You built me a reading nook,” you state, your words breathy and light as air. “My very own reading nook.”

He nods and swallows audibly.

“Do you like it?” he asks quietly.

“Joel,” you start, pressing yourself against him. “This is the most beautiful gift ever. It’s literally a dream come true!”

His lips spread into a smile under your finger and you finally drop it, snaking your arms around his neck.

“I can change somethin’ if you want darlin’. If you don’t like the color of the wood we can stain it again or I can redo the shelving.”

You look back at the nook and step from his embrace to run your hands reverently over the polished wood, noting every curve and nuance.

“You made his with your own hands,” you murmur. “What could be more perfect?”

He comes up behind you, wrapping his arms around your middle and rests his head on your shoulder.

“I’m happy you like it.”

“I love it. LOVE. IT.”

“So that’s what I was up to this week. Tommy helped but only a little so…”

You laugh in his arms, pressing your hands over his to trace his knuckles. You slip your fingers through his and brush your thumbs over the calloused pads of his fingertips.

“Oh wait!” he says as he takes a few steps toward the nearby wall, still holding you tightly.

He flicks a switch and a long set of fairy lights brighten, adding the perfect soft glow to the books.

“Oh Joel,” you gasp. “You remembered.”

“Of course darlin’,” he answers.

You think back to the first night you spent together, lying skin to skin and completely wrapped up in him, talking for hours about your dreams for the future, including your love for fairy lights.

With watery eyes you move away and sit down on the cushioned seat, smoothing your hands lovingly over the plush fabric and leaning back until you can see the insides of the shelves. You lift shaky fingers and press your other hand to your mouth.

Hidden on one of the walls of the inside shelf is a carved-out heart with two initials inside of it. Your fingertips trace the deep lines before they close around the single book on the shelf.

“Our initials…Joel.”

He smiles softly at you.

“And how did you get my copy of my favorite book?” you ask him without looking up.

“I uh…” he begins sheepishly, “may have borrowed it the other night when I stayed at your place.”

“My place,” you repeat. “But this perfect nook is at your place and I won’t…”

Your thought trails off as you open the book and out slides a key tied to a ribbon.

“Is this what I think it is?” you ask with a shaky breath.

“It’ll be our place.”

You stare at the key in your hand and the back up at Joel.

“If that’s what you want darlin’.”

 Without warning you launch yourself off the seat and into his arms.

“Thank you,” you whisper over and over again as you nuzzle his neck. “And don’t worry I won’t tell anyone you’re such a romantic.”

You can feel his body shake with laughter. “Only for you.”

“I know,” you say softly before peppering his cheeks with kisses.

He closes his eyes contentedly.

“Where’s Sarah today?” you ask in between all the kisses.

“Stayin’ at her friends for the night.”

You grin and start to pull him toward the cushioned seat.

“That’s good,” you murmur.

“I thought so,” he answers with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Figured we could break in all the surfaces in your new place.”

“Mm hmm,” you hum. “Starting with my favorite spot.”

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[mindswriters]

it’s your fault - toxic!bf!rafe cameron

summary: your boyfriend, Rafe, is always putting your relationship in fucked up situations, and every time you try to talk about it, he knows exactly how to convince you that the fault is actually yours.

word count: 1.7K

warnings: TOXIC RELATIONSHIP (i do not condone this behavior, this is all fiction), cursing, use of the words bitch and slut during an argument, argument itself, sexual innuendos at the end (oral m receiving), manipulation, this is purely toxic!rafe and love blind reader

“Hey babe, I’m home” Rafe announced entering our shared apartment.

 “Hi” you mumbled from your spot on the couch, not even glancing at him.

“Just ‘hi’? No ‘welcome home’, or ‘how was your day’, or greeting kisses?” he said while dropping his keys, trying not to sound rude, what made it sound like he was mocking you.

“Yes, just ‘hi’, Rafe” you talked back, getting up when he sat beside you.

“What’s gotten into you, huh?” he said in a more serious tone, frowning at your actions.

“I’m the one who should be asking you that. It’s almost midnight, Rafe, where were you at?” you asked, not wanting to show your full anger yet so you tried to maintain your tone calmer.

“What do you mean, babe?” he got up too to level his girlfriend “I was at the office, helping my dad, where else would I be?” he chuckled like it was the most obvious thing in the universe.

“Don’t bullshit me, Rafe, you know how I hate it when you lie” you scoffed rolling your eyes and turning your back so you wouldn’t be facing him.

“Lying, y/n, seriously? I’m sorry but I don’t know where this is coming from” he shook his head, nervously running his hand through his messy hair. He’s definitely lying.

“Oh really?” you didn't restrain yourself from changing your voice for a moment, being fast on reaching for your phone on the couch “If so then look at this and try to explain me if this looks like an office, or if Topper is now your dad, and if your job is doing lines of coke, because if you can’t make me recall that, then yes, you are lying” you stated with a fake laugh, showing him a picture in your gallery.

“Where did you got this, huh? Who’s sending you shit like these?” Rafe asked impatient, trying to grab the phone from your hands, but you were quicker in saving it on your back pocket.

“It doesn’t matter who sent this” you stated, this time staring directly at him.

“Yes, it does fucking matters. It was JJ, wasn’t it? That son of a bitch, I don’t think the Thorntons hired him to spy on people, do you? I hope he’s got food for the next month, cause he’ll need some time to find another job after I-” your boyfriend started pacing around and speaking non-sense even more angrily than before.

“Will you just shut up?” you interrupted him roughly, making him stop and face you “Can’t you see that the problem here is not who sent me this, or where the fuck you were? The problem is that you keep fucking lying to me, Rafe!” you spat the words at his face.

“Oh no, cut it, y/n, I don’t have patience for one more of your tantrums” he rolled his eyes, massaging the knot between his eyebrows.

“Of course, you don’t. When it comes to me the only thing you ever know is lies and more lies. You lie about where you’ve been, about who’s with you, about what you’re doing, you lie saying that you’re gonna stop drinking and stop snorting, and you still fucking do it every time! How am I supposed to trust our relationship like this, Rafe?” your voice breaking a little after your outburst of emotion, holding close to your chest your own fingers where you counted all of his mistakes.

“Okay, y/n, you wanna know the truth? That’s what you wanna hear to stop acting like a bitch?” he spat back, coming closer to your face. In the first months of your relationship you always got kind of intimidated by how bigger Rafe looks when compared to you, but now you created balls of courage to face him.

“Oh please, if you’d let me” you mocked faking a half smile, verbally ignoring that he called you a bitch but giving him a stare that could kill.

“Alright then, I really wasn’t at the office, I was with Topper, he called asking if I was up to have some good times and I agreed. We bought drinks and some coke and stayed there until now. Is it enough for you?” he explained staring at you and waited for your answer. It stung, hearing him say the truth like he didn’t cared about how fucked up it was.

“Why, Rafe, why would you do that? When you asked me to move in I thought you wanted to be closer to me, thought you wanted to have us as your priority” you have finally let your guard down, all your anger has now become disappointment, and it is completely perceptible in your eyes and your words.

“So, what now? Just because us is a priority I can’t spend some time with my old friends anymore?” he questioned arching his eyebrow.

“That’s not what I’m saying, Rafe” you sighed, taking a deep breath before continuing “What bothers me is that you could’ve told me, you know, sometimes is good to let your girlfriend know where you at, and who’s with you. But now I understand why you simply can’t do this, is because you’re a goddamn crackhead, who promises changes and nothing ever actually changes!” you ended up letting your nerves get the best of you, shouting at his face, and giving the slightest push you could to his chest.

“You watch your fucking mouth before talking shit about me again, alright? That’s the last time I’m gonna let it pass” he grabbed you hand that touched him and dropped it beside your heated body, warning you through gritted teeth.

“It’s always the last time, isn’t it? The last time you get drunk, last time you come home too late, last time you get high. I’m so fucking tired of this, Rafe” you rolled your eyes at him and stomped towards your room, hoping he wouldn’t follow you. Which of course, he did.

“You’re tired? Give me a break, y/n” he protested while following you in heavy steps “I’m the one who’s fucking tired here. I’m tired of working my ass off to give you decent living, I took you out of that shit hole in The Cut, I gave you a better life, better food, better clothes, everything you always wanted, and now I have to deal with your crazy outbursts every time I try to do something that does not include you? I’m sorry if while you’re having a princess life, getting your hair and nails done, I’m fucking stressing myself out with business shit to provide you the life you thought you deserved in your dreams” he said violently, waving his furious hands in the air and towards you, but never laying a finger on you.

“But why do you need to keep doing what you do? With the alcohol, and the drugs… that’s not what I want to you, baby. We could work this out together, we could do things for you too…” you practically pleaded this time, reaching out for him not in anger, but more carefully.

“No, baby, we couldn’t. And you wanna know why?” Rafe changed his tone like water to wine, making his words sound like the most kind question he’s ever made, and you nodded your head “It’s because you get on my nerves. I can’t work nothing out when I’m already stressed and listening to your whining just makes it worse. That’s why I need to get drunk, or high even, because that’s the only way I can ignore how tired you can make me sometimes. So, before getting mad, acting like a selfish little slut, and throwing your stupid tantrums, remember that if the way I act pisses you off, it is all your fault” he said it all calmly, in a low voice, caressing your cheek and finished with a sweet smile, looking into your eyes and watching how they watered with his words, while a small pout formed in your face.

“Get out” you whispered, voice breaking as you turned away from his grip to sit on your bed alone.

“Come on, babe, you’re not gonna start crying now, are you?” this time, it wasn’t like he was mocking you, he sounded serious, kind and loving.

“Get out, Rafe. I don’t wanna see you right now, I need to be alone” you repeated yourself gritting your teeth, keeping your eyes closed while a teardrop escaped from each one of them.  

“Nah, uh, uh, none of this, babe, come here, yeah?” he sat beside you, being fast to gently grip your waist and bring you to his lap “Look at me in the eyes… there you go, baby” he reassured you when you finally looked at him, freeing your face from some lose strands of your hair.

“Stop it, please” you mewled even though you had already gave in, just because part of you hates when he acts like that. Rafe’s never so sweet as he’s after a heated argument.

“No need, it’s okay now, huh? We’re okay, I forgive you, and I just told you that so you can get better, right?” he whispered shushing you, and using his rough yet delicate thumbs to wipe the tears that streamed down your face “We’re gonna get better, can I count on you? That you’re gonna get better?” he asked holding your face in both hands.

“Mhm- Yes, I’m sorry… that I stressed you” you whispered, looking away and shyly biting your lip to hold your little cries.

“It’s okay now, baby. You just gotta promise me this is not gonna happen again, yeah? Can you do that?” he pecked your lips, bringing you closer in his lap.

“Yeah, I promise, Rafe.” you sniffled and nodded slightly, earning a bright smile from him.

“That’s it, my good girl” the nickname forced a smile out of you “I knew you would understand me, cause that’s what you are, right? My good girl?” he said lowly between a sequel of kisses around your lips and your jaw.

“Yeah, yours” you nodded again, words escaping through heavy breaths.

“All mine” Rafe smiles again, before bringing his lips to the shell of your ear to whisper “Since you’re a good girl for me, why don’t you get on your knees and start making up from your little tantrum, huh?” he´s kind, but you know he’s ordering, so you have no other choice than obeying.  

#rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron #outerbanks rafe #rafe fic #rafe fanfiction #rafe imagine #rafe cameron imagine #outer banks fanfiction #obx3 #rafe outer banks #rafe x reader #rafe obx #rafe cameron x female reader #rafe cameron x smut #rafe cameron x you

[matts-k1tten]

𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞.

summary: y/n finds her boyfriend (now ex) Chris cheating on her at a party and vows to make him feel the way she did..

warnings: slight angst, smoking, drinking, foul language, cheating (no actual smut!). let me know if i missed anything

purple: Mia

pink: y/n

orange: chris

green: random girl

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“which mini dress should I wear? this royal blue one? or this wine red one?” my best friend Mia asks.

Mia and I are currently getting ready for a party that a guy in our school is hosting.

“hmm. I think the wine red one you look so good in red.” i reply.

she smiles and goes to put the blue dress away and starts changing.

“hey, do you know if Chris is gonna be there? he hasn’t been answering my calls nor texts.” Mia looks over at me.

“no I don’t think so, but don’t worry let’s just get drunk and have the time of our lives!” she screams and throws her hands up.

—

when Mia pulls into the street the party is on, i’m shocked to see that it’s in a huge mansion.

“hey who’s hosting this party? cause this house is fucking huge.” I say my eyes still examining the surroundings.

I see a few people in the front lawn smoking with the door wide open.

“uh I think Max, he’s that rich kid from math.” Mia says.

I nod as she parks down the street.

we get out the car and walk into the house.

I’m immediately hit with the stench of sweaty teenagers mixed with alcohol and weed.

we finally find where the drinks are and Mia pours us some tequila in 2 shot glasses.

“tequila? nice choice!” i laugh as she hands me the glass.

“this is to me and you and us being the boss bitches that we are!” we both cheer as we click out glasses together and down the tequila in one go.

“i forgot how much tequila burns, shit.” I laugh out loud as Mia starts coughing.

“you wanna go dance?” Mia shouts over the loud music.

“uhh duh?!” I giggle as she pulls me onto the dance floor where a lot of people were gathered.

-

Mia and I are dancing out hearts out when our song comes on.

“Les” by Childish Gambino.

we look at each other and start singing and dancing.

Mia is holding my hands and we scream the lyrics at the top of our lungs.

“𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.”

we sing and start jumping and spinning around.

that’s when I catch a glimpse of what seems like Chris holding another girl with her back pressed up against him.

I look over again to see that it is indeed Chris with another girl. He doesn’t seem to notice me looking from a far as the girl starts to drag him towards the stairs.

I feel my face turn red with anger.

Mia notices that I stopped dancing and stops as well.

“what are you looking at?” she asked as she looks the direction I am.

“oh.” is all she says as I start to go after them.

they walk upstairs but I’m pretty far behind as I watch them walk into a room and shut it behind them.

I stomp up the stairs and run down the hallway to the room that they went in.

Mia comes up from behind me as she watches me press my ear up to the door.

I can hear the lewd sounds of their mouths colliding shortly followed by a zipper.

I hear more whimpers and decide that’s enough and barge in. they didn’t even lock the door.

“what the fuck do you even know how to knock?!” the random girl says as I notice that it’s my ex-best friend who betrayed my trust.

she’s the reason i have trust issues, Chris knows that.

Chris turns to me and freezes.

“baby it’s not what it looks like.” he says slightly loud.

“cut the bullshit Chris! you haven’t replied to any of my texts or answered my calls, now I see you here making out with a fucking whore on a bathroom sink and have the nerve to say ‘it’s not what it looks like’ what a shit excuse when I saw your tongue down her throat!” I scream feeling mixed emotions as Mia watches from behind me.

“I’m not a whore you bitch!” she yells but I just ignore her, to angry at chris to acknowledge her.

“look y/n I’m sorry ok i just didn’t see your notifications.” he says but I can tell he’s lying straight out of his ass.

“Chris I’m so fed up with your shit! y’know what? we’re done. don’t ever speak to me again.” I yell over the music as I grab Mia’s hand and stomp away.

I start crying as Mia follows behind me down the stairs.

we make it outside and start walking to her car when Chris catches up with us.

“no y/n j-just let me explain don’t leave like this!” he stutters out.

I halt and breathe.

I turn around sharply. “no Chris! t-there’s no point in explaining that I just caught you cheating with my ex-best friend and you know how she made me develop trust issues!” I manage to get out now full on hyperventilating.

Chris sees me in that state and starts to walk over.

“c’mon y/n let’s go.” Mia says soft and quiet as she pulls my arm and drags me away.

I’m still looking at Chris as Mia drags me just to see a single tear roll down his cheek.

that’s when I realize.

he really doesn’t feel that love for me anymore.

all those times he got mad because I wouldn’t have sex with him.

the times he left after we argued.

I look away and frantically wipe the tears from my face. Mia opens the car door for me, closes it and walks over to the drivers side.

once she hops in she puts the car in drive.

“that fucking asshole!” I scream and punch the dashboard.

“I’m gonna make him feel what i feel. i’ll fuck him up.”

“𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒎𝒆.”

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a/n - soo what do we think?? now that i’m reading it over there’s definitely going to be another part to this. guys i know this isn’t good dont flame me in the comments or ill never post again.

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[rotten-corpses-blog]

Just the two of us

IT’S DONE!! omfg I think this may be the best thing I have written in a long time.

Content Warning: Breeding kink, mentions of lactation, smut, slight jealousy, fluffy ending

(I’m going to say this is how reader got pregnant with their baby for that other fic, I may make a series of Billy as a dad because it’s cute. idk) 

Billy hasn’t seen you in forever and it’s starting to catch up to him. Fucking Sidney stole away his Y/N again. It feels like you and Sidney are together all the time, leaving no room for him to spend time with you. So he decided to swing by your house to see if you're there, you said you would be back by now aways.

You had just gotten back from Sidney’s house, you had been feeling horrible for ignoring your boyfriend, Billy. You really don’t mean too, you and Sid’s group project is taking longer than expected. You then heard your window open, you looked up to see Billy climb through your bedroom window. “Billy! I didn’t expect you to come today.” you said. Billy got closer to you and then pulled you into a hug. “I missed you so much, god damn Sid took you away from me.” You giggled and ran your hands through his hair. “Bills, nobody could take you away from me, we were just working on a project.” Billy nuzzled his face closer to you, and took you closer into his arms. “Yeah baby, you're mine. All mine.” he said as he started to kiss your neck. You moaned at the slight touch. The affection that Billy was giving you was starting to get more aggressive, you felt his hands run down your body towards your boobs. “God babe, I can’t wait to claim you.” Billy said, now looking into your eyes. “What do you mean by that?” you asked with a blush on your face. Billy chuckled, “I’m gonna put my children in you.” he whispered, you felt your face get even redder than it was before. You couldn’t even respond before Billy’s lips were on yours. As you two were kissing you felt Billy’s hands run down your body and then ripping off your shirt and sleep shorts. “No bra or panties?” Billy said as he looked up and down your naked body, “Shit, you're so beautiful.” You could hear your heartbeat in your ears as Billy looked at you like a wolf who caught his prey. “B-billy please.” you whined, you sounded so pathetic. “What is it baby? Billy asked, “I need you Billy…” you moaned, rubbing your thighs together to try to get some kind of friction to your aching, wet cunt. Billy looked over your body once more before getting off the bed and getting rid of his clothes. You were practically drooling over his cock the second you saw it. “Is my little breeding bitch ready for this cock? Just from the look on your face I think I know the answer.” Billy said, as got back into his place between your legs. You felt his red tip rub against your entrance, “You ready for this baby?” Billy asked in a low voice, when you nodded you felt him slide in. The pleasure you were both getting was incredible, causing you both to give out loud moans. “Oh baby, I have been thinking about this for so long. I have been just waiting to fill you up with my babies, make you a mother.” Billy groaned out, You moaned at his words and the thought of being impregnated tonight wasn’t a bad thought. Billy’s thrusts started to get faster until he was pounding you so hard your boobs were bouncing in front of him. Billy softly grabbed one of your breasts and started to squeeze it, “You have such pretty tits, they will look even better filled with milk for our babies.” Billy said as he bent his head to lick your nipple. Between Billy’s words, thrusts, and stimulation on your nipples, you were in heaven. You felt yourself come closer to an orgasm, and by way Billy was thrusting into you, he was close too. Billy quickly pulled you into a mating press and fucked you rough. “Billy! I’m gonna cum!” you yelled, “Me too baby, fuck i’m going to fill your womb!” Billy groaned after a few more thrust you felt your orgasm course through you. You loudly squealed as Billy came inside of you, coating your insides white. Billy flipped you two over and laid you on his bare chest with his cock still inside of you plugging up the cum. Your eyes met Billy’s, you always think your boyfriend is beautiful, but in this moment he looked enchanting. “I love you Billy.” you said through pants, Billy gave you one of his rare real smiles and kissed your forehead. “I love you too babe.” When you went to sleep that night you could have swore you heard Billy whisper a soft “Thank You” in your ear.

#billy loomis smut #billy loomis x reader #yandere billy loomis #mdni

[ellieluvr420]

Friends? Never. Pt.13 (Ellie Williams x reader)

SYNOPSIS: You and Ellie had been bitter enemies for years now but before that you were best friends. You had always planned to be roommates one day but when that becomes a reality the situation isn't exactly how you both imagined it.

SMUT mdni! Fun fact the second part of this chapter is based on my life last night LOL! Also sorry this is kinda a shorter chapter!

You had been strolling round the market as Ellie slept in, a routine you had come to enjoy as when you returned she was always awake and you would make some breakfast together and sit outside together to eat it as you soak up the summer sun. Sundays were your favourite day because of this and because neither you or Ellie typically got put on patrol for Sundays you always spent the day together. Your day had been off to a good start, as it always was until you heard your name mentioned by someone from round the corner you were standing at, if you had been rational you would’ve just carried on walking and ignored it but you weren’t because the second you stopped to listen you also heard Ellie’s name. 

“Yeah apparently she went fucking insane and tried to strangle Ben when he was literally just trying to keep her safe.” 

“Well she’s a fucking psycho what do you expect, don’t you remember when she beat up her dad and they’re both still together apparently and flaunting it in front of everyone.” 

“Yeah I mean first, who wants to see that ugh and second, her dad seems so sad and she’s just parading around with the girl that beat him up, what a shitty daughter.” 

“No kidding, maybe they are meant for each other, both fucking weirdos.” It wasn’t even what they said about you that set the fire of your rage alight, it was what they had said about Ellie, they knew absolutely nothing about either of you and they were trashing the sweetest person in your life without a second thought, a switch flipped inside of you and you stormed round the corner to face the two girls that had been gossiping about you both. You sneer at their guilty faces and when Ruby smiles and hits you with a ‘Hey girl, haven’t seen you in awhile, how you been?’ you just lost it. Your fist swung at her before you even had a chance to reconsider your actions. Ruby falls to the floor and as Scarlett tries to run you grab at the collar of her shirt and yank her backwards causing her to fall almost on top of Ruby. You kicked at both of them before kneeling over them and smiling at their cries and pleads for you to stop, they fell on deaf ears as you delivered swing after swing to their already mangled faces. 

You could’ve killed them if Jesse and Raphael hadn’t come running over to drag you off of them, even with their strength holding you back you still weren’t done. You thrashed and kicked at them before you body slammed Raphael sending him to the floor only to then elbow Jesse in the face. He was your friend and you felt bad but you didn’t care, all you cared about was caving those bitches faces in. You deliver a few more hard kicks before Jesse comes up behind you once again, this time wrapping his arms around you, trapping yours at your side as he drags you away from the unconscious girls. You screamed and grunted as you tried to break free but he had you tightly. You were barely in there and the sound of Maria’s angry voice was a muffled buzz in your head as you continued to thrash despite the ache in your body. 

“She won’t fucking calm down Maria.” 

“Put her in the jail, she’ll tire herself out.” 

“Seriously? The jail?” Jesse’s shock at Maria’s words caused him to loosen his grip around you just enough for you to squirm free and immediately go running at the girls again only to be body slammed backwards into Tommy’s strong grip by Raphael. You were shrieking and clawing at him but he wasn’t budging as he started to drag you away from the crowd that had gathered at your little show. 

“Let me go! I’m gonna fucking kill them, fucking bitches I’ll kick their fucking faces in, you think we’re fucking crazy? Don’t talk about crazy people behind their fucking backs!” You’re yelling as if the girls can hear you in their state. Tommy is grunting and growling at your consistent fighting. You don’t stop thrashing until you’re shoved into one of the jail cells and the door is shut on you and locked by Tommy. You can barely make out what he’s saying but you think he’s saying something about once you’ve calmed down, you can come out, but you don’t care, all you can think about is those stupid fucking girls. Your breathing is heavy and laboured as you pace the small dimensions of the cell until your legs ache and you drop to the ground, laying on your back and trying to catch your breath. You still wanted to kill them but the blinding rage that had taken over you was wearing off and you’re now realising the situation you had got yourself in as you have no idea when Maria or anyone is going to come back to let you out. “Fuck.” 

You guessed it had been hours before anyone came into the jail but as the sound of the double doors creaking open hit your ears you jolted upright, ready to leave until you see Ellie creep through the door. “Oh god.” You whine as you see the shit-eating grin on her face as she comes and sits down in front of your cell. 

“Hey jailbird.” 

“Shut up.” 

“When I woke up and you weren’t home, I was not expecting to find you here.” 

“Ellie you’re not fucking funny.” She can’t contain her laughter at your predicament as you just glare at her, half out of embarrassment and half out of frustration that she was outside of the cell, and you were trapped inside. 

“How the fuck did you even manage to land yourself in here?” 

“I heard some girls chatting shit about us and I just lost it, I can barely even remember what happened.” 

“Well Jesse is in the infirmary with a broken nose so I assume you did that too.” 

“Shit yeah I think he tried to get me off of them and I was... not happy about that, is he mad?” 

“I dunno, I came straight here when Tommy told me where you were but knowing Jesse, I doubt it.” 

“Shit I need to apologise.” 

“Well come on then.” She says trying to hold back a chuckle at her own teasing. 

“You’re such a dick.” You cross your arms and huff as she pouts at you. 

“Can’t believe my girlfriends a jailbird.” 

“I am not!” 

“Sure, okay.” As she continues to laugh the door creaks open again, Ellie’s face changes from a smug expression to a panicked one as Maria walks in scowling at her, she jumps to her feet and smiles sheepishly at her. “Hey Maria.” 

“I need to speak with our inmate here and you’re not supposed to be here anyway so get moving Ellie.” She mouths a ‘good luck’ to you before speeding out of the door, the creak of it shutting again only mocking you. You stand as Maria grabs the key to the cell from her belt and puts it into the lock and your excitement jumps before she leaves the key in the door without unlocking it. You sigh and she raises an eyebrow at you, questioning your ability to still have attitude even now. 

“What the fuck were you thinking? It took three men to pry you off those girls. You’re lucky I don’t leave you in here overnight.” 

“I heard them saying some really shitty things about Ellie, Maria. They’re cunts.” 

“Oh and that makes it okay to beat the living shit out of them? AND break Jesse’s nose.” 

“Oh come on, you know I didn’t mean to do that.” 

“But you did, because you were out of control. This won’t happen again, do you understand me?” 

“Yes maria.” 

“If I let you out are you gonna cause me more grief?” 

“No.” You sigh out defeated, just desperate to be free. 

“Good, seriously, the party at the tipsy bison is happening tonight and if you are so much as involved in an unkind word with anyone, I will throw you in here for a week. You are better than this.” 

“Yeah, I got it.” She scoffs at your unwavering attitude before unlocking the door and stepping aside to let you out.  

“Don’t think I’m not being serious.” 

“Oh I know you are.” You roll your eyes before walking out of the door, the creak that accompanies it is music to your ears and as you breathe in the fresh air Ellie’s cruel laughter hits you once again. 

“She’s free! Everyone watch out, psycho on the loose.” 

“Shut the fuck up.” You grit at her despite the small grin creeping onto your face. 

“Oh come on, don’t be grumpy, you know I love you, crazy and all.” She wraps her arms around you and presses kisses all over your face until you’re laughing and trying to bat her ticklish attack away. Neither of you gave a second thought to the fact you were in public and it felt nice, it felt normal and you craved the feeling more than ever, normality, it was so comfortable and warm with her that everything else melted away. 

“Can we please go home?” 

“Of course my little jailbird, let’s go.” She smiles sweetly at you before dragging you towards your home before you can snip at her for the nickname again. 

“I’m really sorry about your nose Jess”

“Eh don’t sweat it.” Your face burns as Ellie chuckles at your shameful apology to Jesse for breaking his nose, the sight of his black eyes and swollen face making her laugh more.

The Tipsy Bison was buzzing with the chatter and laughter of almost everyone in town, you were squished into a corner chatting with Dina, Jesse and Ellie while nursing a drink, you refrained from getting super drunk in case you saw the girls you had beat up that morning, you knew Maria was serious about locking you up for a week if anything happened and you knew if you saw them you wouldn’t be able to stop yourself. So when you saw them snickering and whispering to each other as they watched you and Ellie dance together, she had to tighten her grip around you to stop you from storming over to their bruised faces and caving them in. 

“Easy, you know Maria will have your head.” 

“I wanna kill them.” 

“It’s not worth it babe.” 

“Please distract me.” You whisper in her ear before pulling away to give a sly look. Her eyebrows raise as she understands what you’re saying before looking behind you at the toilet, her eyes focusing on her next destination. She takes your hand in hers and begins leading you to the bathroom as the girls disappear from your view. The uncomfortable rage that was causing your skin to boil dissipated to a warm hum as the excitement took over you. 

You both barrelled into a cubicle, Ellie slamming you up against the door as she locks it behind her, there was no one else in the bathroom when you entered but you didn’t care either way, you were both so desperate for each other that everything else faded away. Her lips move against yours so roughly it almost hurts and you know they’ll feel bruised and sore in the morning. Her hands gripped every curve of your body before they fumble with the zip and button on your jeans, you almost completely zoned out the second the rough pads of her fingers start drawing quick circles round your clit but the grinding of her clothed cunt against your thigh brings you back to reality as you attach your lips to her neck and reach to mirror her movements.  

When you both weren’t able to silence your moans you’d kiss to muffle the sound but as you desperately pulled away for air, a whine slipping from your lips, the door opens and a group of what you guessed is about 3 or 4 girls filter in. Your head goes to rest on her shoulder as you bite at your bottom lip desperately trying to hold in the symphony of sounds begging to be released from deep inside you. You hear a breathy giggle leave Ellie’s lips before a quiet but audible grunt escapes her. Your eyes go wide as the girls conversation drops away, your circles on Ellie’s clit only increasing in pace as she glares at you for making it harder for her to keep quiet. 

Your bodies trembled as they pressed together, desperate to get each other off and scratch the itch you felt was always reappearing around her. A choked squeak emerges from your lips as you release at the same time as Ellie, pressing your foreheads together and letting each other ride out your highs. Once you’ve both come down, she presses a quick kiss to your lips before doing up your trousers again and then hers. “Fuck that was good. You’re amazing.” She whispers before pressing a kiss to the skin on your neck, just below your ear and reaching for the lock as she nods at you to check you’re ready. 

You couldn’t hold in the half-scoff-half-laugh as you walk out and are faced with the two girls who you had savaged earlier as well as two of their friends all giving you looks that would have you six feet in the ground. You follow Ellie’s lead as you walk to their sinks where they were standing as the scatter like you’re poisonous just watching with horrified expressions as you both smirk and wash your hands. You’re about to walk out but Ellie pulls you into her once again and softly kisses your lips before saying loudly enough for them to hear. “You’re so good at that, I love you.” With a devious grin before grabbing your hand and dragging you out of the bathroom as you both collapse into laughter. 

As you walk back over to Dina and Jesse, they both give you knowing looks that you can only laugh at as you feel your cheeks heat under their gaze. Ellie wraps her arm around your waist, resting her head on yours and flashing an innocent smile at Dina and Jesse who simply roll their eyes in response. 

You spent the rest of the night enjoying yourself with your friends occasionally snipping at Ellie when she would reference your altercation that morning, but you couldn’t help but laugh at the childish joy that graced her features whenever she would make a joke about it that she laughed the hardest at. She had accidentally snorted while laughing multiple times and each time her cheeks would flush as she had to wipe tears from her eyes as she struggled to keep her composure. 

Her jokes never stopped, even as she was half asleep in bed next to you and her jokes started to make less and less sense as she grew more delirious, eventually you just began humming in agreement with her nonsense statements as she giggled to herself. You were half asleep yourself as she rolled onto you, snuggling into your side and reaching up and taking a handful of your boob and squeezing it while making a quiet ‘honk’ sound, when you look down ready to glare at her you see she’s actually asleep and you have to contain the eruption of belly-laughter inside of you as to not wake her up. You couldn’t wait to tell her about it in the morning, knowing she would be on the floor, she would find it so funny. 

tags: @emiliabby @readbydayana @radioheadfan699 @lil-elliesgf @isitadinosaur @amberputh

#ellie the last of us #ellie tlou #ellie williams #ellie williams tlou #ellie x reader #ellie smut #ellie williams angst #ellie williams fanfic #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams imagine #ellie williams smut #ellie williams the last of us #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x you #ellie x fem reader #ellie x you #tlou ellie #ellie

[marvelous-slut]

Call Back Pt. 2 - Chibs Telford x Reader

It took me forever to write this shit cause my new job has me in a thousand different directions. But here she is. Part two!

“Hey baby.” Gemma says as you walk through the door. You smell the hints of bacon, French toast and of course cigarettes through out the house. “You hungry?” She asks, you kick off your shoes and plop down into the chair at the dining room table.

“I would offer help but looks like you’re done. Smells great.” You say, Gemma smiles and sits down the plate of eggs. You grab your cup, filling it with orange juice. Trying to make yourself comfortable in the chair, your legs still aching from last night.

“Don’t worry, you can help when I clean this shit up.” You both chuckle, before long Jax makes his way to the table. He sits down only for a moment to grab some French toast and devours it. He pours himself some milk and drinks it in one setting.

“Someone’s in a rush.” Gemma says, putting eggs onto her plate. Jax looks up, shaking his head. Something has happened with the club, you can tell. You can always tell.

“Fuckin’ short on guys again today. First it’s Bobby saying he’s got shit with the baby mom, then Chibs saying he can’t be there today for the gun meet. Something about he has to stay close incase the wife calls.” You drop your fork, picking it up quickly in an attempt to make the shock your feel less noticeable.

“Fiona?! What is that bitch coming back here for? Hasn’t she fucked his life up enough? Bitch should have decided on that when he was in the hospital.” Gemma asks. Hospital? How did you miss it? You question yourself. You visited him frequently after that bomb went off and you didn’t see his wife? You feel froze in place. How stupid? How stupid could you have been to believe anything that bastard said to you?

“Yep. Apparently it’s about their kid, or working out things. I don’t know I got mixed up on what he told me. I’m just pissed cause we’re two guys short now. Even Tig is more reliable right now and that’s saying a lot.” Jax gives Gemma a kiss on the head and gives you a hug before he heads to the door. Clay had already headed out early in the morning to finish up some things at the club house. You feel your hand around the knife that laid on the table, tapping it up and down. Gemma notices and decides it’s her business too of what’s going on.

“What’s with the knife?” She asks. You pause for a moment, thinking of how to get the frustration out without telling her too much.

“Well, just a hypothetical question, if you’d been seeing a man and found out he was playing you like a fucking fiddle the whole time you’d been fucking him, what would you do?” You ask, holding the knife in place now but not letting up on your grip. She lowers your hand down.

“Well baby, I’d be holding a knife just like that. What’s going on?” You sigh, tossing the knife down. Instantly you know, Gemma knows too.

“It’s nothing, just a th-“ Before you can finish your sentence she blurts out.

“Fuck me! This is about Chibs!” She blurts out. “What the hell, how long has it been going on?” You feel your heart pounding in your chest.

“Look, that’s not important. I’m just pissed, he told me he was done with his wife and now this?” You put your hands into your head, forcing back tears. “How could I be so fucking dumb?” You mutter out, Gemma runs her hand up and down your back.

“Listen, look at me.” She says, you look up to make eye contact with her. “Fuck him. I love Chibs. I do, but that’s a sleaze move and he knows it. The best thing I can tell you, act like you’re unbothered. You go to the club house tonight when everyone’s there, you ignore him.” You sigh, throwing your head back.

“Gem. I don’t even wan-“ She cuts you off before you can finish.

“I don’t give a damn, you’re not gonna lay at your house and sulk over this. You’re gonna get your shit together, put on a good outfit and show his ass you’re not bothered.” You look at her and know she means business. “And I won’t tell Clay if you’re worried about it. I’d like to kick Chibs ass myself right now but I still don’t want the bastard to get killed.” You nod in agreement.

“Now, eat, get your ass home and get the crying out of your system and then get ready. Make sure you wear something that shows the girls too.”

________

As horrible as you felt, you managed to drag yourself to the mirror and look at yourself. Not bad for someone who’d been sobbing for a large part of the day. Once you got to the club house, you saw Jax. He looked much more relaxed than this morning. You turn your head and meet eyes with Chibs, he doesn’t even look upset. You feel the anger flowing through your body. Feeling your fist clinch. You remember what Gemma said - unbothered. You look away and keep heading to the bar. Chibs eyes still watching you as you go. A moment passes as you decide on what to drink. Water is probably the best choice, but the booze would surely help how you feel.

“You look sad.” The young familiar face says as he sits next to you. You turn to him, examining him closer up than you had before. Juice was his name.

“I won’t lie, I am.” He smiles softly, pushing a beer toward you. “But this alcohol is gonna help me not remember that. I hope.” You say, taking a drink of the beer.

“You wanna talk about it?” He asks, you smile at him shaking your head.

“It’s better I don’t. What’s up with you? Most of you stay 100 feet away from me at all times.” Juice smiles, looking over to see Clay with Gemma. Since Clay had made the comment a few weeks ago to Juice about how the two of you should ‘get to know each other better’ he couldn’t stop thinking about you. Clay admired Juice, he’d always wanted a son. Jax was close enough to it, but he also knew Jax would never feel that way about him.

“Look, I think you’re a pretty girl. I don’t like seeing pretty girls sad.” You hadn’t interacted with Juice much, most time when you were at the club house he wasn’t or he was passed out inside a crow eater.

“Thanks Juice. You’re sweet. I should have known, you’re the least scary looking one here.” He giggles and rolls his eyes.

“What? The tattoos on the side of my head & the mohawk doesn’t scare you?”

You let out a chuckle, it felt good to laugh and enjoy yourself. You run your hand over the side of his head where his tattoos lay.

“No way. They’re real? I always thought it had to be temporaries you kept putting on.” You joke, he laughs softly. Before you can say anything else, you see Chibs standing behind Juice.

“Juicy boy, can I have a minute?” He asks motioning to you. Juice nods his head, silently upset that Chibs interfered with the interaction.

“I’ll see you later?” He asks, you smile and nod your head. Even blowing him a kiss as he walks away. Chibs motions for you to follow him outside. Once the two of you are outside, he’s pacing back and forth.

“What? I don’t give you attention for five minutes and you’re out with the young Buck aye? Makes a lot of sense. You just want a man to keep you occupied.” You laugh, shaking your head. You should walk away, but you don’t.

“You know what? Fuck you! Fuck. You. You’re the one who lied about your wife, you lied about what you wanted with me and your wife. You don’t get the right to drag me out of a party and try to make me feel bad.” You blurt out, surprising yourself that there aren’t tears running down your face. “Maybe next time you’re trying to play both sides with women, you shouldn’t tell the fucking girls step brother about your issues.” Your back is against the wall as he stands over top of you. His hands against the concrete wall.

“It’s complicated-“ He begins to speak, at this point you didn’t need to hear it, you didn’t even want to hear it. He instantly regrets the comments he made, but it was too late to take it back.

“No. No, Chibs it isn’t. You lied. If you wanted your wife back, all you had to do was tell me that. I’m a big girl and can handle the hurt.” You gently shove him away as he tried to get closer to you. “I’ll make it less complicated for you. I’m done with you, I’m done with this. Enjoy getting your family back. You deserve it. I hope your sorry ass goes back to Ireland and you live happily ever after.” You brush past him and head to your car. Despite the pain that ached in your chest you were proud of yourself. Realizing it was time to stop beating a dead horse. Chibs sighs deeply, he pulls out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. Before he lights it, he hears a familiar voice behind him.

“Something you need to tell me Chibby?” He feels his body go cold, turning around to meet the face of both Clay & Jax.

“Aye. Fuck me.” He says, throwing his hands up in the air.

#sons of anarchy #sons of anarchy x reader #chibs telford #chibs telford x reader #chibs x you #chibs telford imagine #chibs x reader #chibs imagine #soa chibs #chibs

[hentyehottie]

chileee what is up with me & angst 😭 I was able to salvage this from my notes so I thought why not post it lol probably my first and last aot piece cause idk how to write them fr 😭 & sorry to the Reiner loves cause I wrote him so mean 😭

cw: fat shaming, fat phobia, best friend Eren, ex-boyfriend Reiner, mention of cheating, verbal abuse, mention of k!lling, friends to lovers, one sided pining, sorry if I missed anything!

Word count is undetermined but it’s not that long.

❀

Eren hasn’t said a word to you since you arrived at his apartment, puffy eyed and soaking wet from the rain, just stepped out of the way and allowed you to walk in. 

You didn’t blame him, it’d been quite a while since the two of you had last spoken. Two or three weeks maybe, you couldn’t remember. It was difficult keeping track of time when your mind was slowly but surely shutting down. Either way it made you feel like shit. 

You wanted to to sit and talk to him but your first priority was getting out of those wet clothes. You went straight to his bedroom, closing yourself in the en-suite.

You let the shower run for a little bit, fogging up the room and hopefully drowning out your sorrow as you sit on the covered toilet, aimlessly scrolling. You checked the notifications on your phone, tapping around until you heard your ex-boyfriend’s voice projecting from the speakers. 

“Baby, just come back home. Please, let’s just talk about it.” “Hear me out, Y/N. I’m sorry okay, just come back.”

The way he was pleading you’d think he actually gave a damn about you.

“Come on Y/N,” There’s a short pause and a deep sigh. You know it’s coming. You hear the change in his tone, that false compassion and empathy has withered away. “Let’s face it, Y/N. Nobody’s gonna want you but me. Nobody’s into fat bitches. You’re lucky your face is cute. Nothing but a pretty face and a hole to fuck. Or should I say holes? I’m sure a slut like you takes it up the ass too-.”

Globs of hot tears ran down your face, budding at your chin and pooling on the screen of your phone. You deleted the nasty voice message Reiner left, only thirteen seconds into the minute and twelve second voice message, his harsh words breaking your heart all over again. 

The wound was still fresh and he did nothing but cut you deeper. Why was he like that???

Blocking his number so you wouldn’t receive anymore, you were ready to be done with this shit. Ready to heal from Reiner and all the bullshit he‘s put you through.

After your eyes are cried out and your skin is parched from the piping hot water, you finally exit. 

You didn’t leave with anything except your purse, phone and the clothes on your back, so you’re more than grateful to see a white tshirt and a towel on Eren’s bed waiting for you. The shirt was a little tight on your arms and the hem ended right at the cusp of your butt but it was better than nothing. 

The California King in his bedroom looked freshly made, plush and inviting, but you’d spent far too many nights alone in an empty bed while your so-called partner occupied another. You should’ve known that’s how it’d be when you decided to get yourself into a domesticated situationship with a narcissistic cheater.

You opted for the couch, where Eren was also sitting. He’s munching on a bowl of cereal watching some crime documentary. The atmosphere is dull, but it’s not as bad as you thought it’d be.

“Hey!”

He didn’t bother feigning the same excitement, sending nothing but a head nod you’re way but you’re still grateful to get something out of him.

Maybe he was annoyed, which he had every right to be. It was late as hell, around three in the morning, and you honestly felt a little bad. Showing up out of the blue and forcing him to share his space. 

“I really appreciate you letting me stay here, there were no rooms available anywhere.”

He ignored you, you figured he would. He hasn’t said much since you’ve been there. He’s treating you as if you’re a stranger, almost.

Unfortunately the documentary has lost all of his interest, he figured out the wife was the killer all along and there’s no reason to keep watching. 

Now he’s stretching out, manspreading if you will, with his legs cocked open. He’s sporting that same bored look, except now he’s on his phone watching TikTok’s with his volume obnoxiously loud.

Honestly, he didn’t even touch this app unless he was watching the shit ton of videos you sent him at some manic hour of the night. But right now he needed something to distract him. To distract him from everything only you made him feel.

“I get paid Friday, I can send you something once it’s deposited, my money lookin kinda funny right now so...” 

You’d spent close to your last getting an Uber to Eren’s. You weren’t sure why you even decided to come to Eren’s. Your parents lived in the same city and they probably would’ve been more welcoming than he was being right about now. 

“When have I ever asked you to pay me back for anything y/n?” 

His tone isn’t cold or mean, but indifferent. Like he doesn’t care. You’re sure he doesn’t. 

The tension is almost tangible, thick and suffocating.

“I know, but-“ You cut yourself off, stumbling over your words. Your throat is scratchy and your mouth dry. You didn’t know exactly what to say to mend things between you and your bestfriend. 

You hoped to pick up the pieces. Pickup where you left off like the two of y’all always did. But this here just showed how dumb and deluded you really were.

“I’m sorry…you were right.” You feel ashamed. Embarrassed even.

You can feel him staring at you, so you keep your eyes glued to your hands in your lap, twirling your thumbs in hopes to make amends. 

“What are you talking about, y/n?” You can feel his gaze boring into you.

“About Reiner…and every-everything else really. We not getting back together, forreal this time, I can’t.”

He was right about everything. Reiner was an immature asshole. You trusted his smooth talking, pretty smile and it backfired horrendously. 

Reiner was verbally abusive, insecure and mean, and he projected it without a care. Tore you down every chance he got, belittling you until you were almost an empty shell of your former self. 

On top of that, he was insensitive as hell, bullied you worse than any of those middle and high school nobodies you no longer remembered.

He’d probably use his last breath to lie, just because. If you were blind he’d tell you the sun was blue and the sky was yellow, for no reason whatsoever other than to be a dick. 

All of this Eren warned you about, but you just had to go and see for yourself. You fell for the first boy to show interest in you. The first to give you attention and affection. The first one who wasn’t looking to ‘try it out’ with a fat girl or looked at you like some pity case. 

So you thought. 

“You’ve said that before.”

“I know! But I mean it this time, and I’m so sorry for ghosting you and lying a-and putting him first before our friendship cause..I know you wouldn’t do that to me and I’m such an awful person-.”

Your sniffles turned into sobs, deep sobs that shook your entire body against his when he finally went against his stubborn ways and pulled you into a hug. 

You sound sincere, but Eren doesn’t know if he believes you. Hell it wouldn’t be the first time you lied to him about getting back with Reiner.

He wanted to tell you off. Scold you and yell at you for abandoning him. For giving him your ass to kiss cus you thought you were in love, only to come crawling back asking him to pick up the fucking pieces, again.

“I should’ve listened to you.”

Words muffled into his chest but he heard you. 

“You should’ve.” He doesn’t mean to sound condescending but it’s true. “I don’t like seeing you cry.” 

His voice startled you a little bit, velvety and deep, chest rumbling as he still had you pressed up against his frame. The aloof facade cracking with each sob. 

“I’ll handle it.”

He’d handle it. Handle him. 

His arms embraced you tighter. One holding you against him while the other ran down your back, over your thigh then back up again as he allowed you to bawl your eyes out.

“I hate when you talk like that Ren,” You leaned back to look at him. “You know I don’t like unnecessary viole-.” 

He grabs your face mid sentence, squishing your cheeks together, your lips round and pouty as you stared back at him. 

“How’s it unnecessary when my princess is sitting here with tears running down her pretty ass face?”

It slipped but he made no attempt to correct it.

His princess. He’d always called you a princess, especially when y’all were younger. He found it very intriguing how spoiled you were, especially by the men in your life. Dad, uncles, even Eren himself. 

He remembers saving up his little paychecks from working part time to spoil you as well, buying you little trinkets and gifts you probably didn’t even have anymore. 

Nothing was unnecessary when it came to his princess. He’d die for you. Kill for you, even. You were the light of his dim life. Why wouldn’t you just realize it?

#eren jaeger x black reader #eren yeager x black reader #eren x black!reader #aot angst #angst prompt #reiner x black reader #reiner x y/n #eren x black reader #anime x black!reader #black reader #eren x black y/n #black fem reader #eren x black fem!reader #cw fatphobia #cw fat shaming #chubby!reader #eren x chubby reader #anime x chubby reader #chubby reader #HentyeHottie

[thenickgirl]

as a gay man myself i think it’s extremely fucking weird how the girls in this fandom act towards nick and equate everything to his sexuality saying shit like “he’s hot for a gay man” and that’s weird and wrong. but the way you act about him is also very weird. saying you’re “his wife” and you and nick are “besties” like Ermmm parasocial freakazoid alert

what’s crazy is you typing all of that thinking i was gonna give a fuck, that’s number one. number two i’ve never said “he’s hot for a gay guy” i said he’s fine as FUCK and that dick big, if you’re gonna quote me do it right, bitch! gay or not he’s still 100% attractive and im not blind. number three, never compare me to these unstable parasocial bitches, i’m not the they’re not me, i do not want nick and i’m not in a mental relationship with him. would i like to be friends with him? of course, who wouldn’t he’s fucking amazing! i’ve never once thought about being with him, you wanna know what i think about? nick getting back shots from a tall and sexy dread head that’s what goes through my mind. nick having a boyfriend that loves and cares about him, that’s what i’m thinking about. it’s all an act, it’s a running joke, i’m not actually tryna fuck him, nor do i want to be with him and it’s not my fault that you’re too slow to comprehend that what i say on here is just for fun, that’s your problem not mine. i’m a fan, and if i say that’s my man then that’s my man, if you wanna take me seriously then that’s on you. you fuckers love coming to berate nick girls like y’all don’t do the same exact shit about matt and chris. don’t speak on what we say if you’re not gonna talk about yourself. it’s amazing to me the way you come out of the fucking wood works when you see a woman say he’s ‘her bf’ or whatever, but where are you when he’s getting hate? where are you when he’s getting shit on by fans? where are you when people are making fun of him? SIRR??? exactly no where to be found, shut the absolute fuck up! me and gang (my mutuals) know exactly what’s going on here at my house, and you’re clearly spending way too much time in my business. don’t come to me with this shit again cause i genuinely do not care, your opinion means nothing to me. you’re not about to bully me out of being a nick girl because, YOU not us, wanna reduce him down to only his sexuality as if all he is is gay, “he’s only for the guys and gays” head ass, go fuck yourself immediately!

#nonnie 🎀 #answered #sturniolo triplets #sturniolos #sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo

[lilacsbeeswax]

For regulus x potter reader maybe write something about how regulus shows up to the potters in the middle of the night like how Sirius did and he only asks for the reader bc he’s very upset but they didn’t want to make their relationship public so James is like wtf

Name: Safety

Pairing: Regulus Black x Fem!Potter!Reader

Fluff

Warnings: secret relationship, language, written during 3 separate 12 am writing sessions, kinda bad ending, possible inaccuracy, Regulus and Sirius’ parents :(, crying, use of Y/n, running away

Notes: I love the requests you sent in they are both beautiful and make me want to burst into tears right on spot. I hope you enjoy! 💕

“Alright kiddos,” My dad groans as he gets up from his spot on the couch, “I’m gonna go to bed. You can stay up a bit longer but, please, don’t cause harm to anything, okay?”

“Yeah, James, no more fires,” I quip, jokingly scowling at my older brother.

“That was one time!” James cries, obviously offended.

“I’m talking to you too, Y/n Potter, you both bring chaos into this house and I’m not looking to put out another fire at 3 in the morning,” Dad replies as he exits the room.

I turn to James and then look towards the pile of board and card games that we’ve collected over the years, “Uno?” I ask.

“Obviously,” He answers with a smirk.

---

“Oh! You bitch!” James yells as I set down a wild draw four, forcing him to add 4 more cards to his 18 others.

knock... knock... knock... A rap sounds from the front door making both of our heads turn, who could be here at this time of night?

“I’ll get it,” James sighs as he stands up. “Grab your wand in case it’s a murderer and I need backup.”

I roll my eyes at his dramatics, but grab my wand from the side table nonetheless. These days you never know who could be lurking around the corner.

In the entryway, the front door creaks, and I hear James exclaim with a strange amount of abhorrence in his tone, “What are you doing here?”

The voice that follows makes me stand up and I have to physically restrain myself from running straight toward it. I, instead, creep to the door overhearing every strained word, “I just need to see Y/n. I have to see her, please.”

I turn the corner to see Regulus Black standing on the covered porch with tear-stained cheeks and dark circles under his eyes. He looks at me and his eyes light up, like a child receiving candy. He steps forward but stops himself from going any further obviously contemplating whether or not he should step in.

“Regulus? Are you okay?” I ask, rushing over to him and grabbing his face with both hands, searching for any sign of harm. He sets his hand onto one of my own and leans his forehead against mine. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes, seemingly relieved.

“I’m so sorry, I just can’t do this without you,” He says as his voice quivers.

“It’s alright, lovey,” I reply, moving the hand he isn’t holding to run my fingers through his curls. “You can always come to me and I will be there, I promise.”

I lean in and kiss his lips savoring every second of the closeness. When we separate, I move to pull him into a long hug, his body is tense but melts into mine. It may be cliche but it feels like it’s only the two of us at this moment, unfortunately, it is not. James clears his throat and inquires, “What the fuck is happening?”

I separate from Regulus and step in front of him watching James shut the front door and walk back to the living room. We follow and observe him as he drops himself onto the couch and runs a hand over his face. James utters, “Well, are either of you going to explain, or do I just have to assume?”

“Well,” I begin, nervous for James’s reaction, “Regulus and I have been- well… dating for the past year or so.”

James opens his mouth as I try to speak but immediately closes it again, he repeats the cycle until he states, “Okay. Why are you here then, Black?”

“I, uh, it got really bad at Grimmauld Place earlier,” Regulus replies, looking down towards his feet. “I didn’t mean to intrude.”

“Where’s Sirius?” James asks quickly, more worried about his best friend than anyone else.

“I don’t know, he didn’t come home last night, he only left behind a note that said, ‘later bitches’. They didn’t believe me when I told them I don’t know where he went,” Regulus answers grimly, I grab his hand when I notice his eyes start watering.

“Alright, don’t think we’re done talking about this, because we’re not, but I’m gonna go look for Sirius. Get him some tea or something and don’t be gross, I’ll be back soon,” James sighs and runs to the fireplace. Regulus and I observe as he grabs a handful of Floo powder and steps in. He slams the powder down and exclaims an address then immediately disappears leaving behind only ash and green flames.

I sit down on the couch with Regulus and bring him into a big bear hug, knowing he didn’t like initiating affection but needed some for the moment. He buries his face into my neck and breathes in deeply. I feel hot tears slowly drip onto my skin but I do nothing but move a hand up to his curls.

“Thank you for being here,” Regulus mumbles.

I respond, “I will always be here, my love for you is eternal.”

He leans back looking me in the eyes, “I will forever love you, Y/n. You are the stars in my galaxy.” I look into his red-rimmed, glossy eyes smiling at him. He chuckles, “If he wasn’t so worried about Sirius, James would be kicking my ass right about now.”

“I hope that he would keep the ass-kicking to a minimum,” I laugh, knowing the worst James would do is ignore me for a few hours until giving up because he got bored. “Besides I’d save you from him.”

“Would you now?” He entertains, life coming back to his features as we talk.

“Of course, I love you too much to let you be ended by, James, of all people.”

“Merlin, what are we going to do?” Regulus groans, “By the time they get here Sirius and James will have decided whether they will speak to us ever again.”

“We will do what we’ve been doing this entire time, this is none of their business,” I quip, “Besides, you’re staying here from now on whether they like it or not.”

“Really?” He questions, “Can I?”

“Of course, I’ll talk to my mom and we’ll sort it out. You will never have to go back there again,” I reply, strength filling my words.

I don’t ask what happened that night, but based on the past I can infer what he’s been through. If I can help it, I will never Regulus go through that again.

I never did.

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Bully (Homelander)

Description: Y/N Bullies Homelander and he gets fed up

Word Count: 2,481k

Author’s Note: I have another version of this that ends differently if you guys want it.

She walked into the seven’s headquarters where everyone is at for a meeting. Everyone was already there except Y/N who just now walked in. Homelander had an annoyed look on his face as she walked through the door and to her chair. She sat down and smiled at all the members besides Homelander. “You’re late.” He said. She looked over at him, annoyed. “Can it, Cape Boy.” She said. Maeve and Starlight tried not to laugh. Y/N bullied him constantly and it was so funny. What was odd was that Homelander never fought back really. He would just roll his eyes and go back to whatever he was doing. Before Y/N came along he was the big bad Homelander but now Y/N seemed to run things.

After the meeting was over they all got up to leave. Y/N walked by Homelander and bumped into his shoulder causing him to scoff. She turned towards him and raised an eyebrow. “Got a problem, Stars and Stripes?” She asked. “Yeah you bumped into me.” He said. She shrugged and turned away. “Go cry about it you mommy milk drinker.” She said. He was tired and sick of her bullying.

It was day after day that the team had to hold back their laughs as she said the meanest things to him. Nobody felt bad for him due to him being a dick all the time. “I am the Homelander and I really can do whatever the fuck I want.” He growled. She mocked him and laughed. “Shut the fuck up you pussy. You ain’t gonna do shit.” He was beet red after that. Embarrassed as he saw the team trying to not laugh. 

When Soldier Boy arrived it got worse. “You think you’re tough shit? Buddy you’re wearing a cape.” Soldier Boy said to him. “And Spandex too.” Y/N added. Ben looked at her amused. “You’re wasting your time with him. He’s nothing but a whining mommy milk drinking bitch.” She told him. Ben smirked at the woman. “I like this one.” He said and she smirked. Homelander didn’t know why but he got insanely jealous of that. “Your daddy doesn’t want you, go cry about it.” Homelander held back the tears in his eyes. It was humiliating. Y/N tore him to shreds with her words while Soldier Boy, His dad, laughed. He never got love or anything like that. Deep down that’s all he wanted but Y/N made sure he knew everyday that he didn’t have it and never will. 

Once he was alone he would cry. Her words felt like knives to him. He hated that she affected him like that. The one time she caught him crying she laughed at him. She cackled and cracked up as the man stared at her with tears streaming down his face. “Please you’re only upset because nobody’s ever stuck up to you before and you don’t like it. You don’t like that I'm not afraid of you and that you can’t control me like you can the others. Boo fucking hoo.” She said. She was right. He hated that she wasn’t scared of him or bowed down to him like most around him. But her words also hurt him because she made him feel like shit. She made him feel like he didn’t matter and that her words were right. 

He started coming into work not saying anything and not acting like a cocky son of a bitch. The team was confused by his silence but thankful nonetheless. He glared at the woman making his life a living hell as she walked through the door and into her seat. He stared at the table as she talked, not daring to look at her. Everyone saw the look in his eyes. She broke him. “Bitch boy stop zoning out I’m talking.” She said. He looked up at her with broken eyes. She chuckled. “Why the sad face?” She asked. “Why are you so mean to me?” He asked. The others decided to get up and leave not wanting to see this. They enjoyed seeing him not be a cocky son of a bitch but they admitted Y/N was harsh. “Aww does that make you sad? Are you gonna cry?” She mocked him with a frown. “I never did anything to you. Nothing and you make me feel worthless.” He said. “Good.” “But why? What have I done to you?” He asked. She scoffed at him. “Are you being serious right now?” She asked him.

“The big bad Homelander is actually upset by what I say?” She laughed a little. “You’re fucking evil.” She laughed at his response. “I’m evil? Have you met yourself?” She asked, standing up. “Homelander you seriously are a piece of shit. You have no emotions or care towards anything or anyone. You act like you can control the world just because you’re a strong man but in reality you’re a whiny little boy that never got love from mommy or daddy.” He had tears in his eyes at this point. He didn’t care that she would laugh anymore. “You’re a monster, Homelander. You deserve every word I serve you.” She said. He stood up. “No. I save people, I'm a hero.” He said not looking at her. “Oh my god no you are not. You made a girl kill herself, you talk down to regular people because you think you are above all but newsflash Homelander, you’re not.” She walked closer to him. “I may be the only person that tells you the truth in your life so get used to it.” She said and walked away leaving him in tears. 

From that day on he wasn’t himself. Not even to the world. This powerful tall ego he had was no more. He didn’t even want her gone, that’s the worst part. She gave it to him straight and he had to appreciate that but she was awful to him. She was powerful, a strong woman that didn’t need anyone to protect her. He watched her as she spoke to the crowd and the crowd loved her. She was beautiful and fierce. She would make a better leader than him. That’s what the people were saying. He read the article in anger and hurt. The people wanted Y/N as the new face of the seven.

He had enough of her games. He stormed into the quarters where she was and threw the paper down in front of her. “You happy now? You took everything from me.” He told her. She looked at the paper and smirked. “Someone had to.” He scoffed. “I get it you hate me, you think I’m a monster, you want my position. Well guess what? You may take my pride, my happiness but you won’t get that.” He growled. “I don’t want your position you dumb fuck. I want you to realize you are a terrible person.” She stood up. “What do you want me to say? That you’re right? That I seek validation from others and that I'm sad that I never got love from parents? That I think I’m better than everyone else but I actually am insecure but since I have powers I use that to my advantage? That I actually am hurt by your words because you’re right? Is that what you want?” He yelled. “Is that the truth?” She asked him. “Yes, okay? You’re right about everything you said.” She didn’t laugh or give him a smirk. “I hate myself because of you and you made me realize that I'm a shitty person.” He yells. She watches him as he breaks down. Tears stream down his face as he sobs and cries.

She got what she wanted but it didn’t feel that good. Right here, right now she saw a broken man. She walked over to him and he expected her to laugh in his face but she didn’t. He looked at her and she took his hands. “I know it sucks. But you needed to realize that.” She tells him. “Homelander you can always better yourself. You don’t need to be the villain.” She says. He looks at her with soft eyes. “You deserve love. Everybody does.” She whispers. He leans in and tries to kiss her. She backs away. “Oh right. You wouldn’t love somebody like me.” He says. She shakes her head. “No I wouldn’t.” He looks down and nods. “I should have known that.” He whispered. She wrapped her arms around his neck. “Hey, you'll find somebody.” She whispered. He had tears falling down. “You said it yourself, nobody will love me.” “Someone will. I promise.” 

Everyone found it strange that Y/N didn’t bully him anymore and that he wasn’t a cocky piece of shit anymore. He wanted to better himself but just for her. She was the only one in his life that told him the truth and didn’t lie to him. He adored that. But he knew that her words were true and that she hated him. She spoke from the heart and that was just that. But Y/N maybe have had the act of hating him, she couldn’t bring herself to fully hate him. She could tell he’d been through so much but that didn’t give him the right to act the way he did. But after the last time they were alone she couldn’t stop thinking about him.

She saw the hurt in him, the need and want of love. “Ok guys that wraps it up.” Homelander said closing the meeting. Y/N stood up with the rest of the seven and went to exit the room. “Y/N can we talk?” He asked her. She turned around and looked at him. “Yeah sure.” She said. She walked over to her seat and sat in it. He cleared his throat and sat back down in his seat. “Are you okay?” She asked him. “Yeah uh I just can’t stop thinking about the other day.” He whispered. “Okay. Well I can’t either. Kinda crazy right?” She asked with a light laugh. “We almost kissed.” He said. “Well you tried to kiss me.” She pointed out. “I know and I’m embarrassed because I thought we had the same thought.” He said.

She looked at him. “Oh Homelander it’s not that, it's just.” She sighs. “Just what?” He asked. “I didn’t expect you to try and kiss me. I didn’t think you’d have feelings for me. I mean I was mean to you.” She said. “Yeah but I liked that you were honest with me and you make me wanna become a better person.” He said. She gave him a soft smile. “Why do I make you wanna become a better person?” She asked. “I wanna be good for you. I don’t want you to hate me anymore. I wanna be with you.” Her jaw dropped at his words. “Homelander, you don’t actually wanna be with me. You just liked that I told you how it was.” She said.

“No. Please don’t tell me what I want.” She nodded. “I know in my heart that I wanna be with you. I was so sad that you were mean to me because I love you.” “You don’t even know me.” She said, “Then let me.” He begged. She looked around. “Just a week ago we were enemies and now you wanna be with me?” “Yes. So let me take you out.” She looked at him and saw that he was being serious. “Okay.” She said and gave him a small smile.

She looked in the mirror and sighed. She would have puked at the thought of going out with him but now it doesn’t feel like that anymore. Her dress was a pretty red and pushed up her boobs. She wore her hair in a ponytail. She was nervous. She was going out with the man that she hated more than anything. She sighed and stepped out of the bathroom at Vought tower. She saw him facing away from her. He still had on his suit but she didn’t expect him to take it off. He turned around and smiled. “Hey wow you look beautiful.” He told her. She looked down at what she was wearing. “Well thank you.” He held out his arm and she took it. “So are we eating here?” She asked him. He looked at her. “I pulled a few strings and got us some of the best food in the city.” She looked at him confused. “Best food in the city?” He nodded. He opened the door to the quarters.

All the chairs except theirs were gone. The food was placed at the table with wine glasses. She looked at him. “You think you’re hot shit?” She asked. His face dropped. “I’m kidding. This is awesome.” She said and took a seat at the table. He shook his head and sat down. “Glad you like it.” He said. He watched as she eat her food and drank the wine. They talked about life and what he remembers. “So have you ever thought about leaving?” She asked him. “Like they would let me.” “You’re the Homelander. You can do whatever the fuck you want.” She told him.

He smiled at her. “Sounds way better coming out of your mouth.” He said. She chuckled and set her glass down. “Yeah well that might be the only time you hear me say it.” She joked. “Do you ever think about leaving?” He asked her. She looked at her food. “All the time.” “Why?” He asked. “I want to have control over my own life.” She said and looked at him. He thought about her words and how he would love to know that feeling and have it. The rest of the night went by smoothly. Until the end of the night the conversation was long forgotten about. “I think we should do it.” He said. She looked at him confused about what he was talking about. “We should leave.” Her jaw dropped. “Homelander you don’t mean that.” She said. “I do. We should leave this place and get one of our own.” She took his hand. “One step at a time, yeah?” She smiled at him. He nodded. 

At the end of the date he walked her back to her room. She turned towards him with a small smile. “I had fun.” she told him. “Yeah me too.” He said. She looked at his lips and bit hers. He saw and leaned down. She met him halfway and their lips touched. His hands went around her waist and hers went around his neck. They pulled away after a few moments. “Night.” She whispered as she opened her door. “Goodnight.” He said back, watching her close her door. She had a smile on her face as she had her back to the door. He walked away with a smile.

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