#by the time i drag myself out of bed to check i'll open my door and just walk into like a wall of smoke sdfjhskdjfhs

[bubbles-for-all-of-us]

Cold as ice II

a/n because why not take an opportunity to cry some more. I am so thankful for all the love honestly! You guys are the best!✨🤍

summary: what happens when Ellie stumbles upon a memorial that turns out to have both your and Joel's kids names on it. When the past pain is brought back to the daylight even the coldest of hearts finally break.

This can be read as a standalone but is written as a part two to Cold as ice.

warning: Killing, mentions of multiple death, loosing your kids, supplement use, mention of miscarriage, trauma but I think this is not as bad as the first part lol.

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"How is she?", Tommy approached Joel in a tight corridor that was filled with both sobbing people and soldiers shouting. "The same," Joel ran a hand over his face, "They are moving everyone out of here today. To a different quarantine facility." Those words instantly sparked something in Joel. "What? Shit, she's still pumped up with meds", if the process of going there was as torture as it was getting here, you barely stood a chance.

"Joel", Tommy started, but Joel was all up at his face within a heartbeat, "Tommy, if you'll tell me one more fucking time to leave her by. I will blow out your brain's myself". The tone was anything but pleasant. Joel had been wanting to rip someone to pieces for some time now. He had beaten the stranger to a pulp here after the first day. The man was standing in front of the door that led to your room. Crunched down to look through the little window. Joel didn't ask questions; he just swung a punch. Nor did he remember much besides that when Tommy pulled him away, the man was nothing but a pool of blood.

"You know that's not what…", "She lost two kids…", Joel's words cracked mid-sentence as the thought of his two angels once again swirled in his mind. His biggest and most precious little bugs were taken away like that. "So did you, man", Tommy brought Joel closer to him. Joel's arms moved to grip the material of his brother's jacket. He didn't want to cry, but the sob had come out of nowhere. The past three days have been a nightmare and then some. Now Joel was sure that he was paying for all of his sins. Paying in the most brutal ways.

Dragging you away from the field was the second hardest thing Joel ever had to do. He could only pray that his arms would not let him down as he pressed you closer to his body. Joel wasn't sure what they injected into your neck once you reached an army van and practically ripped out the eyes of the soldier who tried to help you into the vehicle, but you collapsed immediately. Joel barely managed to catch you. He pressed your unconscious body against his. Just like he had for the past hour or so. Praying and hoping that you weren't gone. Joel couldn't lose all three of you. Now you were all he had to fight for. No matter how much pain he was in himself. Joel had to drag you both out of the darkness.

Then he sat in the chair next to your bed. If you could even call it that. When they had ushered everyone underground, Joel had bribed a nurse to give you three a room and make sure that a doctor would come to check you. At that time, the price didn't matter. He needed an answer. Needed to know that you were going to wake up. High dose of sedatives - the doctor had said. "But I doubt it'll keep her out for long. After two kids… My apologies. If I'll find any medication", he had placed a supportive palm on Joel's shoulder. Something that would also end up feeling so foreign soon.

If Joel thought seeing you unconscious was difficult, it didn't compare to the heartbreak he had to endure the moment you opened your eyes. You jolted with a gasp. Eyes jumped across the room as you tried to figure out where you were. "Love…", Joel stood up, slowly approaching you. "Sarah… Malakai," you murmured as you continued to look around. "How about a glass of water, huh?", Joel asked, hoping to sway the topic. But you pushed the blanket off your body. "Sarah and Malakai," you repeated. Joel clenched his jaw. "Sarah and Malakai," "Love, stay in bed," Joel put his hands on your legs, stopping you from pushing them over the edge. "Sarah…Malakai", you said once again, eyes looking up at Joel, "They killed them. I saw… I saw," you breathed out, pressing a finger to your forehead where the bullet had pierced your son's skull. "I know, baby, I know", Joel tried to gently hold onto you, but the moment his palms touched your arms, you let out the loudest scream. Pushing him away as you turned to the other side of the bed. You dragged your feet over the cold concrete. Sinking to the floor without even being able to take a step forward. Joel rounded the bed as he kneeled in front of you.

"They are dead," you cried out, pulling at Joel's shirt, "My babies… I need to go, I need to…", you tried to pull yourself up by using Joel to brace yourself, but that only made you glance down at your hands, which were still slightly stained by the dried blood that had been on them. "Y/N, you need to calm down. Or they will come in here and", but you paid Joel no mind as you pulled your hands up so you could look at them.

"Get it off," you whispered, "Get it off," pushing your arms towards Joel as you screeched. Joel had scrubbed your unconscious body for hours. There was nothing more he could do. "Joel, get it off," you said once more, tears spilling from your eyes, and Joel couldn't bring himself to do anything. "It's everywhere, get it off", you moved your hand to rub at your skin. All you saw was blood. Blood everywhere. Rubbing turned into scratching, and soon your nails were raking over your skin. Joel quickly caught both of your wrists in his hands. Shaking you slightly as if in hopes of making your return to your senses. "Make it stop", you cried out, hallow eyes looking at Joel. "There's nothing on your hands, love", he barely managed to sound somewhat like himself. But you just shook your head at him, "There's blood all over them. Our kids' blood, Joel."

That was a day ago. Now you just lay there. Leafless. No movements. Eyes blinking once in a while. The only indication that you were still alive. Now Joel wished you would scream. The silence was torture. It was too loud. It pulled you so far away from him. Tommy clapped his brother on the back a couple of times before pulling away. "Get her ready. I'll look at how to get the best spot for you and make sure you two stay together," Joel said nothing. He hoped his eyes said enough. "You look after her. We'll get her back up on her feet," Joel could tell that even if Tommy tried to keep it somewhat positive, he didn't fully believe it himself. Didn't believe that there was any coming back from this. Nor did he believe that you would ever be the same. But Joel nodded anyway.

"Hey", Joel ran a hand over your forehead, once he stepped back into the little room, but didn't get a single movement in return. Not that he was expecting it. "We will have to get you dressed, okay? Then we'll need to go somewhere," Joel said, carefully pulling the blanket off your body before reaching for your clothes. Clothes he had washed. Wash off your kids' blood. Blood that seemed never-ending.

You were shivering. It hadn't stopped ever since you were brought in the first QZ. It had died down a bit. But there wasn't a moment when the quivering stopped. Joel pressed a kiss to your forehead as he walked through the corridor. Everyone was on high alert, and the soldiers were tired. Jumpy even. More than one person was killed here simply in the aftermath of unimaginable stress and anxiety. They only let healthy, strong people stay. Anyone with any injury, even the slightest one, was shot. You needed to stand on your own two feet. Walk through the lines of different specialists. Prove yourself worthy of surviving. And even that didn't guarantee you anything. You could have been hit by a bullet at any point.

You, however, were in no condition to stand. There was no way you could walk, much less talk. "Keep your head at the crook of my neck, love", Joel guided your head to rest there, "I will not let go of you even for a second. No one who will approach us will take you away from me," and at this point, Joel wasn't sure if he was still reassuring you or if it had turned to self-reassuring now. With the help of the doctor who assisted you just as you were brought here. They filed the documents of you having a miscarriage. Right here at the QZ. A piece of paper that had the main doctor's signature and forbade you from walking. That had high dosages of medicine marked as a fallacious move by the doctor itself. That you were more than a healthy female before that, and that you would regain that strength once the medication wore off. The only hope Joel had of getting you out of here alive was that piece of paper. And if that didn't work… Well, Joel was ready to kill anyone who stood in his way.

"Joel," Ellie's sad voice pulled the male out of the trance, "Sorry, I don't know why I'm telling you all of this." Joel rested his palms on his knees, ready to stand up, but Ellie quickly inched forward. It seemed to her that the man in front of her was no longer the same Joel she knew. "How did you… how did you get through that?", she knew the question was stupid. Joel let out a sad chuckle followed by a painful sigh, "You don't even have an idea how much strength you have until you are forced to use it. That's when you truly see your power". Joel had locked his pain away. Behind a plethora of locks, doors, and crevices. So no one could see it. No one could access it. Draped a shield of coldness on top of it. The coldness made Joel seem more like an animal than a human. He had to become a monster in order to protect the only thing that kept his heart beating. Nothing was off-limits when it came to you.

"I felt like I was failing every day. Every day that I saw her lying there," Joel shook his head at the images that haunted him. The feeling of helplessness flowed through him. Joel had found a woman who could pretend to be you for the time being. Who could take your evening shifts. Who kept the target off your back. No one was allowed to lay around in the QZ, there was too much work as it was. "Joel you were far from failing her", Ellie said putting her hand on Joel's palm, "It feels different kiddo when you see someone you love drifting away".

All the worried looks that Joel would give you made sense now. All the times he would walk up to you. Taking a hold of your hand as he looked at you. Moving to kiss your hands at the time, if not that then, Joel would just hold them in his much bigger palms. At the time, Ellie thought that by doing that, Joel was just trying to warm them up during the cold evenings, but now it had a way bigger meaning behind it. That was Joel's silent attempt to make sure that you stayed with him. That you wouldn't drift away. Like a true guard at night, standing his watch. Always ready to fight for you.

"And I felt horrible that I left him all alone", the sound of your voice made the two of them turn toward the door. "I kept on telling myself to get up. You need to do that for Joel, but…", you shrugged your shoulders. Joel reached his arm towards you, and you instantly walked close to him. Settling down on his lap. His arm snaked around your middle as Joel pressed a loving kiss to the top of your head. "I never blamed you for it," Joel whispered, looking straight into your eyes. "I know because you're an angel." You cupped his face gently. Leaning in to press your forehead to his. Brushing your fingers under Joel's eyes as you wiped away the last tears.

This man was everything. If you'd fallen for him and his sense of humor back then. The fact that there was never a dull moment with him that even the most serious moments could be turned into fits of laughter. If you had fallen for how attentive and caring he was toward your kids. The way he always put them first. The way he sat in the bathroom for hours learning how to braid Sarah's hair or how he played astronauts with Momo even after the longest shift. Putting him over his shoulder or back as he ran around the living room making all sorts of noises. Then Joel turned into a rock—a whole mountain that shielded you from the restless sea that threatened to drown you. Never moving. Never scared.

"I don't want you to feel like we've been using you as some sort of… as our kids' replacement. The love I feel towards you…" you started, but Ellie quickly shook her head. "How could I? No, Y/N never," she said quickly, and you reached for her hands. "You are a special girl, Ellie, so special," you said as you brushed your fingers over her cheek, and she leaned into your touch. Trying to savor it for as long as possible. "You both are like my parents and I've never felt that..", Ellie's bottom lip trembled. Joel reached out to her as well.

"And you are our girl," Joel said, his voice shaky, but he knew he had to say it. Had to let her know that his coldness toward her at the start was just his defensive response. His fear of the unknown. The fear of it all ending the same. But Joel knew that once his nightmare shifted and he started to see Ellie dying in Sarah's or Momo's place, he knew that she had sneaked past his guard. Ellie had managed to find that well-hidden spark inside Joel's heart. And there was nothing that could have been done about it.

Ellie wrapped her hands over both of your shoulders, pulling you both into a hug. A light cry slipped from her lips. Your hand instantly moved to rub her back in hopes of soothing her. Joel pressed a tender kiss to the crown of her head before turning his eyes to you. Your teary eyes were already looking back at him. You mouthed a silent "I love you" to him, which Joel returned straight away, followed by a light smile.

Once Ellie pulled away, you both looked at her with fondness. "Thank you for sharing this with me. You didn't have to, but you did," she said, as you rubbed away her tears the same way you had done before. "You are a part of the family now. Family doesn't have secrets," you said softly. "Plus, I think me and Y/N both needed closure", you nodded your head at Joel's words. You had told him multiple times that it was eating you alive that you were keeping this way from Ellie. You could tell that she sensed that something was wrong; she just never asked.

"Do you want to see a picture of them?", you asked, turning to Joel, who you knew had kept a picture of you four. The one he always carried around with him. Tommy had taken it on Momo's second birthday. The summer was in full swing, so you decided to have a barbecue outside. You stood there in a flowy dress, laughing at Sarah, who had a surprised look on her face since Joel had rubbed barbecue sauce on her cheek. Joel's head was thrown back as he laughed. Even Momo, who was nestled in your arms, had somewhat of a grin on his face.

"Sarah would have loved you", Ellie lifted her eyes away from the picture to the sound of Joel's voice. You hummed in agreement, "Momo would have been all over you as well you two cheeky bunch would have gotten into so much trouble". Ellie glanced back down. The image that she saw frozen in front of her seemed almost impossible compared to the two people she had met. But now she knew more than better to not judge the book by its cover. The deepest and most painful scars were always hidden the deepest.

"I would have loved to know them", Ellie said dragging her finger over their faces, "Momo, looks like a minute version of Joel". You let out a little laugh, "That's what I said. Imagine how mad I was after carrying him for nine months and he popped out looking nothing like me". Joel cracked a smile, looking down at the photograph himself. The one he barely pulled out these days.

"If we stay in Jackson, we must build them memorial stones and plant flowers all around them," Ellie said firmly. The tears picked up at the corners of your eyes as you gazed at her. "That's a really beautiful idea, Ellie bear," you said, running your fingers over her hair. Joel nudged Ellie's side playfully, making her let out a chuckle before he brought you closer to him once again. Time healed scars, even if slowly. But you two were here and now you had Ellie by your side. Your hearts, even if covered in scars, still beat for one another. Together, you were capable of anything and everything. Life has already proven that.

#joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #the last of us imagine #the last of us x reader #joel miller imagine #pedro pascal imagine

[wonderland-smile-stories]

~ Chapter 1. 01 ~

I apologize in advance for any spelling or grammar mistakes and how poorly written this fanfic is. English is not my first language and together with my dyslexia ass things can go wrong I'm sorry.

With a loud sigh, I open the door slowly hoping nobody would notice me. There were some voices in the living room and upstairs, but they seemed too busy to hear me entering.

Slipping off my shoes I held my stomach trying to ease the pain when I bent forwards. The beating from the previous night was still hurting as bad as when I received them. It also didn't help that I was pushed into the lockers about ten times today.

With slow steps, I began to make my way to the stairs. If I am lucky I can avoid everyone today and get a good night's sleep. My foot had just stepped on the first step of the stairs when I someone clear they were through. I close my eyes taking a deep breath.

"Mi-na. Where do you think you're going?" The sharp raspy voice spoke from behind me.

I turn around gripping tightly on the strap of my backpack that was hanging on my right shoulder.

"I was going to bed," I answered hoping she would be tired and just let it go.

While Taking a drag of her cigarette, her eyes scan me up and down before she blows out the smoke to speak. "Where have you been? It's eight a clock at night."

I opened my mouth to say something, but before I had a chance to speak she was already talking.

"Are you doing something behind my back again? I hope I won't get child services again at my door. I don't need to remind you what happened when they were gone." I swallow thickly grabbing my left arm while rubbing on the scars that were left to remind me.

"N....n..no. I....I was just."

"Just what huh? Speak up or you are spending your night in the shed."

The shed is a cold dark and nasty place. It's where you get sent if you so-called misbehave. You never know when you're allowed to get out or if even a day when by. It's just you in the darkness.

"I had to go to the pharmacy," I mumble looking down at my feet.

A scoff could be heard throughout the room before her shrill voice spoke again.

"Pharmacy? For what huh? Last time I checked you weren't sick."

I look up trying to steady my breath.

"M..my wou-"

"Stop mumbling! You know I hate when someone mumbles!" She yelled stepping closer to me.

"My wounds. They were getting infected. If I didn't threaten them it would get worse and had to go to the hospital. I thought it would be better to threaten them now before people would see it." I explain hoping she would just let me off by yelling at me.

For a few seconds, she looked at me before a stinging hit my cheek making my head turn to the side.

"Don't explain yourself as if you did something good! You wouldn't have those wounds in the first place if you hadn't disobeyed me!"

With heavy breaths, I look at her while holding my burning cheek.

"What money did you use to buy that shit." She asked calmly, too calmly.

"The money I got from my job," I mutter out.

Before I could brace myself she grabbed my hair pulling me closer to her.

"You stole from me?! You know that that money belongs to me!" Her face was so closed that I was getting dizzy from the smell of cigarettes coming from her mouth.

"I'm s..so....ry!" I cry out holding my hair where she was pulling on.

"Sorry? Sorry?! What the fuck does your 'sorry' do me?! Huh?" With every word her grip tightened on my hair, making tears appear in my eyes.

"I give you a place to live and this is how you repay me! Stealing and lying!"

With big force, she pulled me to the ground landing hard on my already bruised knees.

"It's like you're asking to get punished!"

Without any warning, she slammed her foot on my left hand. A loud cry escaped my mouth, but I quickly shut it hoping nobody else would hear it. I don't want the others to come down and help her.

"I....I'm sorry I'll pay it ba.." My voice was interrupted when she twisted her shoe on my hand while putting more pressure on it.

"Without a doubt! I don't care how you do it, I just want my fucking money!" With one last twist, she steps off my hand.

I cradle it against my chest feeling how it was throbbing from the pain. I swear I could feel something broken in it when I ran my finger over it.

"Get out of my eyes before I put you in the shed!" I nodded my head quickly standing up.

I watch as she walks back to the living room making sure she is completely gone before going upstairs. With the back of my other hand, I wipe the tears that had escaped my eyes.

Every day is the same.

Even if I do everything she wants she still finds a way to punish me.

With a deep sigh, I enter my room closing the door behind me. At least I didn't see the other kids. They love to watch or even help with her. Even in school, I can't escape. They just continue what they started at home there.

Walking to my bed I turn on the bedside lamp making it less dark in my room. It wasn't big and there wasn't much in it, but at least I was alone. I put my bag to the side before taking off my hoodie and shirt underneath it. I had just pulled my jeans down when I heard a crack in the floor behind me.

Quickly I turned around and came face to face with Drew. There was a cocky smirk on his face while looking me up and down. Quickly I grabbed my hoodie and threw it over my head hoping it would cover most of my body.

"Don't stop because of me. There is nothing I haven't seen before." I bite the inside of my cheek shaking my head at him.

"What are doing in my room, Drew? It has already been a long day and I really want to go to bed."

A part of me knew why he was here. While the other part hoped he was just here to annoy me. But seeing that it was late at night only one thing came to my mind. I have told myself that I won't let him do this to me anymore. That I would fight harder until he was annoyed and just left me alone.

A chuckle left his lips before taking a step toward me. As I said it was a small room, and it didn't take him much to reach me.

"Just wanted to say hey. Besides I heard that you were in trouble again with Ms. Ward. You just can't help yourself, don't you, love?" He reaches out moving a strain of hair out of my face.

The moment his fingertips grazed my cheek I could feel a chill run up my spine.

"Don't touch me," I mutter out moving my face from his hands.

"Just get out of my room. Haven't you done enough today?" I breathe out tiredly.

With both his hands he grabbed my face pulling me completely against his body.

"What the?! I said le.." Before I could finish he had crashed his lips on mine.

I had to process for a second what was happening before I began to struggle to get away from him. I felt him bite my lip, but I firmly held my two lips together denying entrance. With one strong shove, I push him away from me taking a deep breath immediately afterward.

"What's wrong with you!?" I cough out wiping my lips.

"Can't you go to one of your side chicks? Why do you want me?!" I whispered trying not to let the others know what was happening here.

A laugh came out of his mouth before he moved back in front of me. I took a few steps back but was quickly met with the bed behind me. Almost falling backward on it.

"Nobody is like you, love. You're just so different than the others."

I shook my head.

"Just go," I whisper hoping he would listen to me.

The same annoying chuckle left his mouth before he gave me a shove. Quickly I fell backward on my bed hitting my head hard on the wall.

For a second I think had passed out, but was quickly back to the present, well half the present.

My sight was hazy and blurry like they had put a filter over my eyes. When I tried to move my head the room seemed to spin around me, making me close my eyes tightly trying not to get dizzy. Without noticing I fell back in the dark, but not before I felt a presence beside me.

I felt someone grabbing my legs and putting them on the bed slowly I opened my eyes and saw someone sitting on the bed beside me slowly rubbing my bare leg. Goosebumps ran through my body making me want to pull away, but it was like my body wasn't listening. There was a voice, but it was muffled like I was in the water.

I think I passed out again because the next time I woke up I could feel coldness over my whole body. Slowly I looked down and saw that my hoodie was gone. I wanted to panic and run away, but everything was still blurry around me. A dark figure hovered above me before a hand touched my cheek and some words came out of its mouth that I couldn't understand.

When I woke up again I could feel something sitting between my legs. Still, with blurry vision, I looked down and saw what I thought was Drew. I watched as he moved his hands from my leg to my stomach stopping just underneath my bra. I shook my head and I could hear myself say a weak 'no', but that didn't stop him one bit.

I felt him put his two hands beside my face before leaning down and whispering.

"Don't worry love, I'll let you enjoy it too." before kissing my earlobe up until my cheek before crashing his lips on me. I tried to move away, squirming away from his touch and trying to push him away, but he didn't budge with my weak attempt.

Suddenly I felt myself sinking deeper into my mattress, before being fully in it and the touch of Drew faded away. The material of the mattress disappeared underneath my back and before I knew it I began to fall. My body felt like I was a doll that was tossed to the side of the room when a child was done playing with it.

Nothing worked not even my own voice.

I was ready to hit the ground and welcome the darkness of death, but when my back finally met the ground I only felt pain shoot through my body.

For a few seconds, I just lay there thinking I would probably pass out, but then I began to notice something.

It was so silent.

All the noise from the people in the house, Drew, or even the noises from outside my room was completely gone. I felt my fingers twitch from beside me slowly feeling the ground around me. I only felt cold concrete. Finally, I could open my eyes and was met with a dark room.

Is this the afterlife?

Am I in hell for all the shitty things I had done in life? The cold on my body was completely gone which made me look down. Somehow my clothes were back on. Maybe I am really dead.

"Don't worry you're still alive. For now." A voice spoke from somewhere in the dark and followed with a dark snickering.

I quickly sat up noticing that my wounds and pain were gone.

"You know you can still accept me. It's never too late to be the thing always wanted to be." The voice was so familiar to me, but I could place a face with it.

I began to turn around trying to see where the person was, but there was nothing. When a laugh came from behind I turned around ready to run towards it when the ground underneath my feet crumbled away. With a yelp, I managed to grab onto the side of the hole.

I pulled my head above the edge leaning on my arms underneath my chin. Being hopeful that I could pull myself up a cry left my lips when something grabbed my leg pulling me down. Soon others follow making me almost lose my grip.

While struggling to get free of the hands I heard a laugh in front of me. Looking up I could see a person coming from out of the shadows. My eyes widened when I saw that they looked exactly like me. The only things that were different and stood out were the black eyes and the sinister smile.

"You know, I can help you if you want to."

My nails were digging into the ground trying to get a grip on something to hold me up, but I kept slipping away. Everything inside of me was screaming not to trust her. She squad down in front of me looking down at me with those abysses of eyes and a smile.

"Don't you want to be strong?" She mockingly said with a chuckle at the end.

By now I was holding on to the edge with just my fingers.

"Come take my hand. I'll help you." A part of me wanted to let go so that I would be away from her, but the other part wanted to reach out.

It was the part that was tired of fighting to survive.

I have been fighting my whole life, maybe this is a gift for everything that has happened.

With a shaky hand, I began to reach out toward the other me, but before I could brush my fingertips against hers a hand reached my shoulders yanking forcefully so that I let go of the edge.

For the second time, I was falling, but now everything was dark around me. I yelled loudly while the hands were still holding me, their grip getting harder and harder. One reached my throat and I could feel it begin to squeeze cutting off the air that was going into my body.

A loud banging began to sound around me getting louder and louder while the light from the hole got smaller and smaller.

Next chapter

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The first chapter is out! I haven’t figured out what the update schedule will be. It won’t be every day that’s something I’m sure about. I hope you like it. See you in the next chapter!

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Lesson learned (Rúben Dias x Reader)

**So one of my anons suggested the idea of holidays with Rúben and then a flirty tour guide shows up. And of course, it was too good to pass so here we have some jealous Rúben. Enjoy!! ❤️**

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"There is an exhibition I would like to go to. I can go by myself if you're not interested".

"We're on holiday together. Where you go, I go".

"That sounds a bit stalkerish, Rúben. And honestly, we can have some time alone. It'd be what? An hour? Two?"

"Too long. I already have to be away from you the rest of the year because of my travelling and yours. You're staying with me all the time during our holiday".

I laugh at Rúben's little pout. And he's right. I want to spend all my time with him too.

"Ok then", I say, sitting down and patting the space next to me so he sits there. "The website says it's free admission. But we can pay 2 euros and get a guide".

"Do we need a guide?", he asks, now sitting next to me and putting his arm around my shoulders.

"Having one won't hurt and it's just 4 euros. The ice cream we ate last night was more expensive than that".

He laughs, remembering my face when I saw the price for a simple vanilla ice cream. "Alright then, book the tickets. I guess that'd be good to move around the place quicker so we have more time for other activities".

"Done. Tomorrow at 11.30. How exciting! I love this designer".

"Anything else you need to check or can we go to lunch now?"

"Take me to lunch, Dias", I tell him, getting up from the bed and offering a hand he kisses before intertwining his fingers with mine and leading us out of the hotel room.

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The next morning I wake up super excited about the exhibition. J.W. Anderson's work for his namesake brand and for Loewe has been such a joy to follow for the last couple of years. I can't wait to see some of those pieces up close and to hear more about his design process.

"Would it be too on the nose if I wore a Loewe shirt?"

"I don't know?", Rúben is still sleepy and not ready for harder questions than do you want breakfast?

I laugh and shake my head. "I'll just wear this other blouse and shorts. I want to be comfy".

"Well, I don't know who made those shorts but I love the way they look on you".

"And I would love the way a lot of the Loewe menswear collection would look on you", I say, walking closer to where he's sitting on the bed.

"Yeah?", I nod and he starts to caress my thighs which are now exposed because these shorts are very short. "I still won't look as good as you but I guess I could try".

As it's happened every morning since our holidays started, it's a struggle to leave the room. But we have to or we'll be late.

"There it is. That entrance is for the people without tickets and…over there! That's our entrance!"

I almost drag Rúben to the door because of how excited I am about this exhibition.

"Your tickets, please?"

"Here".

"Perfect, please go over there and wait for your guide. He should be here any minute. The previous tour just ended".

"Amazing, thank you".

"Enjoy!"

Rúben and I start to read the itinerary on the walls to pass the time but only two minutes later, a young man stops near us and introduces himself.

"I'll be your guide today. Follow me, please".

"Is it just the two of us?", I ask.

"Yes, the other people who booked the tickets didn't show up".

"Their loss. Let's start".

We go to the first room where there are some of the first designs Anderson did years ago. It's so incredible to see them while Thomas, our guide, explains to us the designer's story. I already know most of it but I still nod every couple of seconds so he knows I'm listening.

"Let's move to the next room", he says, opening the door and holding it for us to walk through.

I smile at him but Rúben doesn't. He looks very serious but I guess he's just bored.

While I'm looking inside one of the vitrines and reading the description, I call Thomas so he can come closer.

"Why are you calling him? He finally left us alone for 5 seconds", says Rúben and I frown.

"I need to ask a question and he's our guide, he has to be near us. What's your problem?"

"Yes?", Thomas gets there before Rúben can say more.

"I was reading this and I have a question about this part", I say, pointing to the paragraph. "I read something different once".

Thomas moves closer to me and places his hand right next to mine, which I don't even notice because I'm busy reading. But Rúben does.

"I wish I had an answer, sorry. I just memorized the stuff for the tour. But I could ask other guides when we are done".

"Oh no, please. Don't worry. I just thought you could help but it's fine. Isn't this your main job, then?"

"No. I'm a tour guide but I do hikes with people. This is just a side gig to earn some extra money".

"Really? We love hiking!"

"We do?", asks Rúben, now both annoyed and confused.

"Well, I do and you follow me like a good boy when I want to go", I joke, making Thomas snort and try to cover it with a fake cough. And Rúben doesn't like that reaction at all.

"If you're free this weekend, you could come to that tour. I promise I'll answer all of your questions there", he winks.

"We could try and find the time…".

"We're really busy", interrupts Rúben.

"During the weekend? No, we aren't".

"Maybe I had plans I didn't tell you about yet".

"Then you can do that and I'll do the hike. I told you it was ok for us to separate for a couple of hours".

Thomas tells us to move to the next room and when we do, Rúben walks next to me and leans down to whisper.

"You're not going on a hike alone with him?"

"What's that supposed to mean? And I'm sure the tours are formed by groups of people, not just by one person".

"I don't care. You are not going".

"You don't get to tell me what I do, Rúben. I thought you would have learned that by now".

I walk faster to join Thomas and Rúben just follows us, glaring at anything our guide says.

"This dress is incredible. I would love to wear one like that one day".

"You'd look fantastic wearing it".

That compliment should have come from my boyfriend…but it came from Thomas.

"Thank you, Thomas", I say sweetly. "And about that hike…".

Even if I'm not looking at Rúben, I can imagine his face right now. I know what they say about poking a bear but I'm feeling feisty. I don't get to go on a hike if I want to go…huh! He's going to be taught a lesson.

By the time we're done, I'm surprised Rúben hasn't said a word. But I can sense his eyes on me the whole time.

"See you Saturday".

"See you then, Thomas. Thanks for the tour, it was perfect".

Rúben is still silent when we walk outside the building and I can't help but laugh.

"You're so stupid, actually".

"Me? He was flirting with you the whole time!", he says, trying not to raise his voice.

"There it is, the jealous rant".

"Would you like it if an attractive woman flirted with me in front of your face?"

"So you also thought Thomas was attractive then?"

I know that's a step too far but his face makes me laugh again.

"Yes, it's really funny".

"Rúben, attractive women flirt with you in front of my face the whole time. But you don't give them the time of day so why should I?"

"You loved Thomas' attention, don't lie".

"No, I didn't. I was just nice to the person who was doing his job and showing us the exhibition we paid to visit. It's called good manners. Or should I just smile at women from now on just so your insecurities don't ruin the day?"

"But he flirted with you", he really is running out of arguments.

"Of course he did, look how hot I am. Wouldn't you flirt with me too?"

He shakes his head and keeps walking. But I swear I saw a little smile on his face that he tried, and failed, to hide.

Once back at the hotel room, Rúben throws himself to the bed, face first.

"Sooo dramatic!"

I take my shoes off before going to the bed too and I sit on his lower back.

"What are you doing?", he asks, trying to turn his head to look at me.

"I've got two options", I say, placing my hands on his shoulders. "I could give you a massage to get rid of all this tension you got after your little tantrum. Or…I could strangle you for being so silly. You choose".

His eyes soften when he looks at me. "Can I choose the massage even if I deserve to be strangled?"

"Magic words?"

"Words? Please is just one word".

"No", I shake my head. "Not please but I'm an idiot".

"Can this idiot get a massage from his beautiful girlfriend that he doesn't deserve?"

"Of course".

I start to massage his upper back and it really feels tense. I'll need a massage myself after all this work.

"That feels really good", he mutters. "But do you know what feels better?"

"You massaging me?"

"That means I get to touch you so sure. But I meant something else", I stay quiet waiting for him to tell me. "That Thomas won't get a massage like this".

"Well, there is always the hike…".

I'm about to laugh when Rúben flips us so he can be the one on top.

"That's not funny. And I'm coming on the hike too".

"But you don't like hiking", I tease.

"I don't like when you use my jealousy against me either yet here we are", he says, now kissing my neck.

"I was just teaching you a lesson".

"Really?", he says, staring into my eyes. "Maybe I should teach you a lesson".

Yes, it's a struggle to leave the room during this holiday.

#ruben dias #ruben dias imagine #ruben dias one shot #ruben dias x reader #ruben dias angst #ruben dias fluff #ruben dias x yn #footballer imagine #footballer one shot #footballer angst #footballer fluff #footballer x reader

[siren0writer]

Shayna x fem!reader

Submission magician

Warnings: smut, mdni, fingering, finger sucking, strap-on, spitting in mouth, oral, fluff at the end

"You call yourself the submission magician, I wanna see you prove it," I say snarkily at the queen of spades. "It would be an honor to show you, you know which hotel room is mine baby, I'll see you at 10:00." Shayna turned around and walked away from me leaving me in stunned silence, I had been unashamedly flirting with Shayna for weeks now. I move toward my hotel room, checking my phone for the time I walk back to my room as well, only 30 minutes left until I get what I've been yearning for.

I sit at the foot of my bed tapping my leg and checking the time, my phone tells me it's 9:52 so I get up, fix my lipgloss, and make my way to Shayna's room. Right as I knock the door opens, "Somebody's happy to see me," I giggle. Shayna, assumedly impatient, pulls me inside and pins me to the wall, the door still open for god and everyone to see. "Take off your clothes like a good girl for me," Shayna retorts. I give her a lustful look and joke "With the door open, Shayna I am insulted, I am a woman of class." "No, you're not," Shayna says, practically dragging me to her bed. She puts her hand on the back of my head and pulls me closer kissing me roughly.

"Hate to kill the mood like this you know I do, but the door is still open." Shayna pulls away from my neck begrudgingly and finally closes the door, with an unneeded about of sass might I add. I begin to take off my shirt, Shayna laughing about how eager I am for her. She puts her strong but quite surprisingly soft hands on my hips as I unclasp my bra. "God baby, you're so fucking pretty." Shayna pulls me in for a kiss again, this time it was much softer than the last.

She picks me up and lays me down on her hotel bed before sliding my shorts and panties off, leaving me fully naked in front of her. "You got such a pretty little pussy baby." I moaned at her words alone, feeling myself getting wetter by the second. I feel Shayna slide a finger into my cunt, giving me very little time before she adds another. "God, it feels so good Shayna" Shayna looked up from my cunt at the sound of her name. "I like it when you say my name baby, say it again." I moan at Shayna's change in pace, barely able to think let alone talk. "Sh-shayna please, feels so good."

Shayna removes her fingers before I can cum and brings them to my mouth for me to suck on, and without hesitation I oblige. After a couple of seconds, she slides her fingers out of my mouth. "Let me eat you out, please?" Shayna laughs at my begging tone as she takes off her shorts. She stops just before she takes off her boxers and turns her head back up to look at me. "Tonight is supposed to be about you baby," she looks at me with a soft smile. "I don't think you truly understand how much I want you right now, I've been so good for you please lemme eat you out." My begging getting more and more pathetic the longer Shayna makes me wait.

Shayna finally takes off her boxers, slowly moving closer toward me. She moves to straddle my face, her cunt hovering mere inches above me as if teasing me. "You can sit on my face, you don't have to hover over me I won't suffocate," even if I did suffocate it wouldn't matter, that's how much I need her. I watch as she slowly lowers herself, and as soon as she is fully on me I begin. I had eaten plenty of people out before, but they all paled in comparison to the Queen of Spades. Her whines, her moans, her taste, her hands tugging roughly at my hair, it was intoxicating.

As I lap my tongue over Shayna's clit continuously, I can tell that Shayna is quickly getting closer to cumming. "Shit baby, making me feel so good, god your tongue feels so good on me baby." after a particular rough tug on my hair from Shayna I moan loudly into Shayna's cunt, subsequently causing her to cum all over my face. Shayna watches as I lick the juices off of my lips and lets out a chuckle. "Sorry for the mess baby," "No your not," I laugh in return.

and takes off her shirt. "I'm gonna grab my strap real quick, can you be good for me?" I moan involuntarily her words, "yes, ma'am." my tone now back to joking from the embarrassingly pathetic one it was when Shayna was inside of me.

I see her taking off the rest of her clothes and putting on her strap. "Close your mouth, baby, you'll catch flies," I clear my throat to respond but my mind blanks as she climbs on top of me. "You're gonna be good for me right, go on use your words." The words leave my brain as she moves her hand to rub my clit. "Yes Mommy, I'll be good I promise." She removes her fingers from my clit to guide her silicone strap to my wet cunt.

Shayna slides in with little to no effort from either of us and I let out a pornographic moan in response. Shayna gives me a few seconds to adjust to the size before she begins to thrust inside me. I cry out "Mommy, f-faster." Shayna fakes a frown of pity and kisses me on my neck while speeding up her pace. "God, you look so pretty underneath me baby, so fucking gorgeous." I try my hardest to respond, but I just can't with her fucking me the way she is right now.

"Are you gonna cum baby, I can tell by the way your squeezing me." I moan involuntarily at her words, my voice still not working. "It's okay, you've been good, go ahead and come for me, baby." Suddenly I feel the tightening coil in my stomach snap. I feel my legs shake uncontrollably. As soon as the feeling in my legs came back I got up and began to put my clothes back on. I assumed Shayna wanted me out as soon as possible, and I wasn't used to staying after a hook up.

"Where are you going, are you not staying the night?" Shayna looked at me confused, possibly hurt and I put the shirt in my hand down. "I wasn't sure if you wanted me too stay, I didn't want to impose" I say apologetically, I could tell that me leaving hurt Shayna more than she would show. "if you want to leave you c-" I cut shayna off before she can finish, eager to stay with her. "I wanna spend the night here with you." Shayna looked up from the nightstand she had focused her eyes on and smiled at me, a mischievous devilish smile. "Good, cause we're far from done."

#wwe #wwe raw #Wwe shayna baszler #shayna baszler #shayna baszler x reader #Shayna Baszler smut #wwe smut

[13as07]

Weekend #1

(Neji Hyuga & Shikamaru Nara)

[Artwork is not mine! Credit to BM (?). Sorry, I couldn't find the original source but I really liked it so meh]

Requested by: xxziggy

Word Count: 3,462

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

First half is a lot a bit smut so be warned; not a full smut cause I wasn't feelin it for whatever reason

Love triangle (obvs)

Fingering (female receiving)

Blindfold

Temperature Play (Lighter/Ice Cubs)

Hickey

Getting called "pet"

Not me accidentally making this a nature (growing up with Shika) vs nurture (Neji taking care of you) situation

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     "This is such a drag," Shikamaru says as soon as I open my front door.

"If you don't want to help me pick out a swimsuit, I'm sure Ino will," I grumble, leaving the door open as I walk away.

"You always say that she 'likes anything you try on' and that 'Ino is no help' so, no. This is less of a drag than listening to you bitch for the whole weekend," he grumbles back, closing the front door before trailing after me.

Shikamaru and I are friends... a little more than friends. Fuck buddies, we're fuck buddies. We hook up from time to time but that's what friends are for, right? Hookups and opinions. And late-night snack runs.

"I think you should just stick to the yellow one you wore on last year's weekend trip."

"And I think you're stupid. I can't wear the same one I wore last year."

"Why not? I've worn the same swim trucks for the past three years," Shika groans, feet dragging as he follows me into my room, closing my door behind himself.

"Because I wore it last year! All the other girls are going to have new ones so I need a new one. I can't be the only one without a new swimsuit," I tell him, ushering him toward the bed.

"You girls have the weirdest rules about clothes," he grumbles, flopping on his back with his feet rested on the floor, and knees bent at the edge of the mattress. "Just wear the yellow one. Your titties look good in it."

"Thanks, Shik. That's what every girl wants to hear," I say sarcastically, rolling my eyes as I dig through my closet for the four or five suits I bought. He throws up a thumbs up, the promise of his eyes being closed and him being half asleep paired with it. What a lazy sass of a friend I have.

"Okay, there's four of them."

"Great," he mumbles, drawing out the word.

I ignore his sarcasm, stripping my clothes off as I decide which one to try on first. "Alright, this one is a black one-piece," I narrate, wiggling myself into the material.

"Hey, here's some crazy shit," Shika says, sitting up right now. "When I look at you, I'll be able to see the style and color of it."

"Hey Shik?" He lets out a hum, the feeling of his eyes coating my back as I check myself out in the mirror. "Stop being a douche."

He rolls my eyes at me, resting his arm on his knee, and his head on his hand. "Do a little spin," he grumbles, a finger on his free hand making a circle in the air. I do as I'm told, slowly spilling so Shikamaru can check the swimsuit out. "One-pieces are for grandmas and women without body confidence. No."

"That's a little harsh."

"Do you want me to sugarcoat it like Ino?"

I grumble out a no, tugging the suit off myself. Shika's eyes stay locked on my nudity, sights ping-ponging alongside my movements until I turn back around. "The next one is also a one-piece - "

"No."

"Shik - "

"I already told you no. You are a hot chick with a hot body. Show it off or else my weekend will be a waste."

"No, it won't be a waste. You can googly eye Ino or Tenten or Hinata or Sakura," I point out, flipping between which of the remaining two to try on next.

"Ino would pretty much be incest, Tenten scares me, Sakura has too much attitude, and Hinata doesn't have enough attitude," he explains, rolling his eyes at me again. I swear, one of these days I'm going to poke his eyes out.

"Alright, the third is a string bikini, it's powder blue and I think it makes my ass look good," I ramble, tying the strings the best I can alone. "What do you think?" I ask, doing another slow turn.

"No," he pushes out, shifting his position as he adjusts his pants. "You look..."

"Hot?"

"Easy."

"Easy?!" I yelp, crossing my arms across my chest as I glare at Shikamaru. "I'm not easy!"

"I didn't say you were! I just said that... you look easy," he mumbles the last three words, eyes locked on my chest as he adjusts himself again. "Are you easy?"

"No! What the hell, Shik?"

"You should be... easy. Like... right now. For me."

"I asked you over to pick a swimsuit, not for a fuck," I grumble, slowly walking towards him. "This isn't picking a swimsuit," I continue, using my knee to push his open before sliding between his legs.

"The... the fourth one," he mumbles, fingers curling around the thin material, sliding back and forth as his eyes drink me up.

"You haven't even seen it yet," I complain, crossing my arms over my chest again, trying to hold onto my anger that's being drained by arousal. "How do you know it'll look good?"

"You look good in everything. You look better in nothing, though," Shika tells me, eyes still jumping around as he tugs the flimsy material to the side, leaving me exposed for him to enjoy. "Though, you also look really good in this swimsuit."

"Then I'll wear this one."

"No!" He races out, eyes snapping up to my face, his face scrunched up. "I mean... no, you still look easy."

"Do I look easy or is someone getting a little jealous?" I tease, cupping his chin and forcing him to shake his head yes. "Aw, is Shika worried he's going to lose the 'fuck' benefit of being m buddy?"

"I'm not that shallow," he mumbles, rolling his eyes at me again. "We're friends cause I like being friends. Not because you let me hit it on occasion."

     "Then I'm going to wear the swimsuit."

     "Pack the goddamn swimsuit and I'll set it on fire."

     "Set it on fire and I'll go skinny dipping all weekend."

     "Or," he starts, a single finger slowly cruising through my folds, landing on my clit to rub light circles into it. "I can make you cum and in turn, you wear the fourth swimsuit."

     "Ya alright," I give in, decking down to press a kiss against his lips. Shika's finger pushes into me, lightly curling against my walls as our lips dance against each other. "I have a question." He hums in acknowledgment, sliding kisses up and down my stomach as he curls another finger in me. "Did you only agree to my fashion show so we could fuck?"

     "Oh, ya. I'm not going to get any this weekend so might as well empty out now so I have a little more control while you girls walk around half naked," he admits, a third finger added before he starts thrusting them in and out of me. Shikamaru's tongue slides out, slowly trailing from the string of my bottoms and stopping at the connection string of my top. "Take your top off."

     "Demanding, aren't we?" I mock, tugging on the skippy strings and letting the material tumble to the floor. "You're such a tit guy."

     "I'm an ass guy too," he says, squeezing my butt with his free hand before it jumps up to my breast. He toys with my nipple, rolling it between his fingers as his mouth sucks on the other one. After some time he switches his places, eyes flicker up for a moment. "You take forever," he groans, pulling his touches away from me.

"My bad, two-pump-chump," I grumble, a yelp spilling from me when Shikamaru grabs me. His arms wrap around my legs, tugging me onto the bed. "Shika!" I giggle, back landing against my mattress as he settles between my knees.

"Yes, Pet?" He murmurs, tongue sliding across my inner thigh. I toy with his hair, rubbing my nails gently across his skull, pulling a soft whimper from him. "I hate how well you know me," he groans, undoing the strings of my bikini bottoms, and dropping them on the top left on the floor.

"No, you don't," I tease, dropping my hands down to his shirt, and tugging him up my body before I start pulling it up. Once he's free from his shirt, his necklace hangs between us, dangling in my face. God I swear, I don't know what it is but it's so hot.

"You're not paying attention to me. What a drag, you're not even into it."

"I am," I hum, lifting my hand, and using a finger to toy with our clan pendent. "I'm just getting a little bored with our routine."

"The fuck am I supposed to do with that?" He grumbles, shifting his weight back and forth between the hands pressed next to my head.

"I don't know, you're the genus here, not me."

Shikamaru lets out a long, deep sigh of annoyance, his eyes falling into their 'I look pissed but I'm thinking' look. His brows are pressed together, eyes set forward and slit. "Are your parents home?"

"No."

Silence falls between us again, Shika's eyebrows shifting as the gears in his head turn. "If I blindfold you are you going to lose your shit?"

"We're known as the Shadow Clan. I think I'll be okay with a little bit of darkness."

With that, Shika climbs off of me, his focus shifting through my dresser drawers. He stays silent when he finds my Shinobi band, carefully tying it around my eyes before whispering in my ear. "I'll be right back. Just chill."

I do as I'm told, relaxing in bed as I wait for him to return. It doesn't take long for his aura to fill my room again, my curiosity sparked by what he'll do. "What do you have planned, Mr Genus?"

"If I told you," he starts, the feeling of his breath sliding over my pussy startling me a bit. "It would ruin the plan, Miss I'm Getting Bored." My thighs are gripped, being tugged further apart. "Make sure you tell me if you're not good."

"I know, Shik."

"Just making sure," he mutters, brushing kisses against my thighs again. As the kisses roll around my skin, I'm slowly lulled, the gentleness of Shikamaru threatening to put me to sleep.

The sound of a click fills my senses with the feeling of heat licking at my thighs. "What the fuck, Shikamaru!" I yelp shoving his hand away.

"Is that a 'surprised' fuck or a 'I don't like that' fuck?" His voice is followed by soft clinking. The sound is followed by something chilled pressed to the spot previously accompanied by some kind of flame.

"Surprised fuck," I murmur, shivers running up my spine as the chilliness melts, dripping down my skin. It's an ice cube, isn't it? And the click and flame combo was Shika's lighter. What a smart but bored man.

"Mmm, good," he mutters, dropping the ice cub, making them clink against each other again. His tongue slides across my leg, lapping up the water left behind. "Is this exciting enough, Miss Bored?"

"Yes, Sir."

He hums again, climbing up my body. "Alright, you needy girl. I'm going to rest in you until you're worked up enough cause you're too much work."

"Lair, you just want to feel me pulse around you," I tease, my hands crawling down his body. Shikamaru has stripped since I've been blinded, sparking my excitement even more.

His necklace taps against my skin as he moves, the feeling of his lips mapping out his slow climb. "So what if I do? We're doing this because - "

"Hey, Sweetie? Are you home?" My mother's voice rings out, pulling a disappointed sigh from the both of us.

"You need to move out," he grumbles, tugging the headband off my eyes as he crawls off of me. "For now," he starts, mouth clinging to my throat, sucking on my skin as hard as he can. "We're going to greet your mom, excuse ourselves for lunch, and then we're going to continue our new game at my place," he finishes before sucking on the same spot, promising to leave a dark bruise on my neck.

     "Shik," I whine, knotting my hands around his ponytail before I try to pull his lips off me. "You're going to leave a bruise."

     "Ya, that's the point," he grumbles, his tone not matching the smile being pressed against my skin.

     "So much for not being jealous," I tease, managing to pull Shikamaru off me, a loud pop following the loss of his suction.

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     "Nara-Chan!" Neji calls, waving at me as his squad and him walk towards our squad. "You look... good," he mutters, eyes jumping over me before he gives me a closed-eyed smile, a soft pink dusting his cheeks.

It's an open secret among our generation that Neji has started forming a bit of a crush on me. With the aftermath of the war, neither one of us has had the time to move the relationship past playful flirting. Though, hopefully, after this weekend that won't be the case anymore. The soft rumor of Neji asking me out filtering around helping that.

Every year, the twelve of us have taken a weekend away from the village to go do something other than work. It usually ends up being all of us camping near a river or lake and just spending the weekend relaxing. We're doing that again this year, hence picking out a swimsuit yesterday with Shika.

"Hey, Nej," I greet, returning his wave as he settles in front of me. "Are you excited for the trip?" He hums a yes, eyes not-so-secretly climbing my form again. His eyebrows scrunch when he gets further up my body, making me a bit concerned. Is there food or something on my shirt?

"Hello," Shikamaru's voice rings out as my eyes jump down, checking for a stain or leftover crumbs from the chips Choji and I shared. "What's up, Neji?" He asks, stopping next to me as he greets our friend. Shika's hand jumps up, tapping against my neck before his focus shifts back to the pleasantries Neji and him are sharing.

My eyes flutter towards a smug Shik, cockiness waving off of him. Why the hell was Neji looking at me so weird? Why did Shikamaru tap my neck?... oh.

Heat blooms across my face as I remember the dark hickey present on my neck. The very dark and very big bruise Shikamaru left behind yesterday.

"Anyway," Neji says, tugging me out of my thoughts and embarrassment. "Do you want to walk with me, Nara-Chan?"

"Yes," I rush out quickly, the heat on my face now from being flustered instead of embarrassed. "I... um... yes, I would like to walk with you," I correct, keeping my tone soft and even this time.

"Great," Neji says, sending me another smile. "I'm going to go greet the others. I'll come find you when we're ready to go, alright?"

"Alright," I murmur, smiling back at him. My eyes trail after Neji, watching him walk away to greet the rest of my squad and his cousin's squad that just showed up.

When my eyes shift back to Shikamaru, who's gloomy, arms crossed over his chest, and a glare shot toward Neji. I swear if he was any moodier a storm cloud would form over his head. "You're walking with Neji instead of me?" He groans, the heat of his glare still stuck on the other man.

"Ya. You're walking with Choji anyway. Why do you care?"

"I don't!" He snaps out, his anger pointed toward me instead of Neji. "Okay, maybe I do," he grumbles, eyes softening as he rolls them at me. "You're pretty blind, do you know that?"

"Why? Because I have more friends than just you?" I tease, laughing at his shocked face as I walk away to greet Shino's squad.

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     I nod along to the story Tenten is telling me, half paying attention as I look at the scenery. Most of the girls have switched to being carried, not because we're tired but because we're lazy and the guys all have a complex of wanting to be better than the others. So, Lee is carrying Tenten, Kiba is carrying Hinata, Shika is carrying Ino, and Neji is carrying me. Naruto offered to carry Sakura but that ended with him getting a bruise or two.

     "So ya, I packed two swimsuits cause the guys are no help," Tenten grumbles, rolling her eyes before she playfully glares at Neji.

     "If it makes you feel any better, Shikamaru wasn't much help picking out my swimsuit either," I tell her, the both of us giggling at the guys' incompetence. "I think you should go with the red one though. You always look good in red."

     "Alright! Break time!" Shino's voice rings out, paired with a hand clap. The bug shinobi - like always - has declared himself in charge because he's 'older and wiser' than the rest of us. The real reason he's in charge is because Neji doesn't want to put up with Naruto and Shikamaru is too lazy to do it, but none of us are going to tell him that.

     We all settle to the side of the path, a few of the guys decking into the forest for a pee break. "Are you ready to get down?" Neji asks, his head tilting backward to look at me.

     "Ya, I should probably stretch my legs and give you a break," I answer, wiggling around on his back. He bends down a bit, shorting my jump off him. "Alright, Nej-man," I chirp, stretching myself out. "How much longer until we're to the spot?"

     "I would say an hour. Maybe two depending on if we stop again or how many... issues Naruto has," He says, stressing the word 'issues' as his eyes bounce toward the blonde boy.

     "That's not too bad," I mumble, sinking to the ground to sit under one of the trees. I rest my head against the bark of it, my eyes falling closed to give them a break from the sun.

     "Nara-Chan?"

     "Neji?" I hum, slowly opening my eyes again.

     Since I've closed my eyes, Neji has pulled out a water bottle. The top off and wrapped up in his hand. "When was the last time you drank water?"

     "Uh..." I murmur, having to take a second to figure out the answer. "I don't know. Before we left I think."

     Neji lets out a disapproving hum, paired with an equally disapproving look. "We have been out in the sun and the heat all day. You need to be drinking water."

"It's fine. When I'm thirty I will. It's not that big of a deal."

"Yes, it is. Dehydration is a big deal and not something I want you to suffer with," he lectures, sinking to kneel in front of me. "Now, open your mouth Nara-Chan," Neji says, his hand resting under my chin, tipping my head up. Reluctantly I snap my mouth open, eyeing the barely older man. He tips his water bottle, water-falling the liquid into my mouth.

"See? Isn't that better?" He mutters, his eyes locked on my neck again as he sets the bottle down. Neji's eyes shift, locking in mine. When I try to break the staring contest, he uses his hold on my face to put it back in place. "I'm waiting for an answer."

"Oh... um, ya. That's better," I finally answer, my breathing suddenly feeling more labored. Thoughts that would turn Neji red flicker through my mind for a moment. I guess Lee wasn't lying when he said his friend was planning to focus on forming our relationship this weekend.

"Good, now please excuse me," Nej says, squeezing my face gently before dropping his hold on me. "I will be back," he mutters, packing his water bottle back in his bag before disappearing into the trees.

"What the hell was that?" Ino shrieks, her sudden presence next to startling me.

"I don't know," I answer, my voice pitched and mind running wild.

"I don't either. What I do know is that Shikamaru is pissed off again," she tells me, shrugging towards the small circle of Shika, Shino, and Kiba a couple of paces away.

Ino is right. Shikamaru's eyes are locked on me, sight intense as he stares at me, occasionally glances at the spot Neji disappeared from. His arms are crossed too, jaw locked, and the gears in his head turning again. I was kidding when I was poking fun at him for being jealous. I'm starting to think it's not a joke anymore.

Dear Lord, this weekend isn't going to play out smoothly, is it?

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[your-averagewriter]

Follow You.

Summary/request: I would like to request an Oli Sykes x F!reader, ( can she be younger than him?) where they are in a semi secrete relationship ( like you have to really stan the group/him to know that because they are so lowkey). Oli/BMTH has been on tour for a while now and reader starts missing him a lot so she decides to surprise so to make sure it doesn't get spoiled she decides to buy her own ticket. So she has to stand in the queue, get through security and stuff like that. Some fans recognized her and asked for some pictures but she asked them to not post it until after the show. She also got distracted by the merch that she also bought and realized that now she has to stand at the barricade in the far side. And Oli is so shocked for a moment but he introduced her in a really cute way and he also sang follow you with her on stage and I'll leave the rest to you 🙂☺️

Word count: 1.9K

Warnings: swearing, kissing

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“I miss you.” I whine through the phone, laying on my bed.

“I miss you too, darlin’.” He replies and I imagine him pacing around his changing room preparing for the show. “But we’re over half way through the tour now.” He tries to assure.

“Yeah, but the tour is really long! There’s loads of shows left.” I say, frowning but then I get an idea during the short silence. There’s still tickets for some of his shows and if they aren’t then I’m sure I could get a ticket anyway - being Oli’s girlfriend comes with a few perks, one being front row tickets to their shows.

“I’m sorry, love, but I’ve gotta go - the stage hand just came in and said it’s five minutes till we’re on.” He says but I can’t really contain my smile.

“Yeah, yeah, it’s fine.” I quickly reassure. “I’ve gotta go too.” I say, smiling.

“Okay, I’ll call you after?” He asks and I check my watch.

“Tomorrow?” I ask, sweetly. “It’s already 1:00 am here.” I chuckle.

“Shit. Okay, get some sleep, okay?”

“Yeah, you too, love. Bye.” I hang up and immediately grab my laptop. I sign into ticketmaster and click through the different gigs, there’s one tomorrow which I couldn’t get to so I choose one about a week later. There’s no standing tickets left so I quickly call Dave, one of their manager/finacial guys who I’m friends with.

“Hey, could you get me a standing ticket to that America show I sent to you?”

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I drag my suitcase behind me as I leave the airport. The flight was long but I was sat by myself and just listened to some good music (it might have been Bring Me The Hoirzon because I really miss Oli but that’s not a necessary detail). I get into a taxi and make my way to the hotel I’m staying at, it’s not high end but I’m certainly not sleeping on the streets.

I haven’t checked my phone since I got on the plane as I was a bit stressed out because of all the baggage and airport stuff but I switch it back on and see countless missed calls from Oli.

Sitting in the back of the taxi I call him back. I keep it cool and don’t tell him about how I’m in America now.

The show is in a couple of days so I spend my spare time exploring America, making the most of the time I have here.

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Finally, it’s the day of the show and I get to the venue about 30 minutes before doors open and their were a surprising amount of people already here. But on the way I get distracted by the merch stall, obviously I had to go over to it and check it out. The young guy working there passes me the multiple items of merch I request and I hand him over the cash I owe for them. I get back in the queue and try to stuff all my products in my bag but I can’t fit them all in so I have to put on both the BMTH T-Shirt and the hoodie on top. I manage to get the rest in my bag but I see a couple of women (probably inin their early 20s) looking at me, or at least I think they are. After a few more minutes they come over to me with big smiles.

“Hey, you’re (y/n), right?” One of them asks and I nod.

“The one and only.” I chuckle.

“Can we get a photo?” The other asks.

“You want a photo… with me?” I ask, confused but they just nod eagerly. “Okay then.” I chuckle and they stand next to me. I wrap my arms around their shoulders as they take a couple of selfies.

“You’re so cool.” One of them says.

“What are your names? Seeing as you know mine.” They tell me their names: Hannah and Vivienne although she prefers Viv. “I love your eyeliner by the way!” I point out Hannah’s makeup. “How do you do that?” I ask, impressed.

I exchange numbers with them so that they can send me the photos.

“If you’re gonna post the photo please could you not post it until after the show?”

“Sure, but why?” Viv asks but Hannah gasps, interrupting her.

“Oli doesn’t know that you’re here!” She exclaims and I only smile in response.

We stand in the queue together for a while before doors open and we enter the venue but then we split up. I surprisingly meet a couple more people who ask for photos with me. I’ve never really been asked for a photos before so it was a bit weird.

Finally though I get to a good space (near the front like I planned) and I enjoy the support bands especially A Day To Remember because I'm secretly a big fan of theirs. I dance along and jump around and even mosh a little bit and I have so much fun but then, disappointingly, their set ends. But on a more positive note, that means BMTH will be on soon.

It gets too hot for the hoodie I bought earlier so I attempt to stuff it in my bag but before then I see one of their stage hands that travels around on your with them so I walk over to him with a smile and ask him if I can pop back stage to store my merch. He agrees as he knows me fairly well but I ask him not to tell Oli I'm here and he just smirks at me.

I head back to the floor, hands free and I stand on the far right of the stage at the barrier (much to my delight). I check out the BMTH top I bought earlier and it fits really nicely, it makes my figure look great but it's not really tight.

I wait patiently at the barrier not being able to contain my smile, thinking of the point when Oli sees me. But all the other fans at the barrier must be big BMTH fans too so they're also smiling - I blend in.

A few moments later and graphics start appearing on the board behind where the bands play. And the intro to Can You Feel My Heart? Starts playing and along with the rest of the fans I go a little crazy. I look over and see that a couple of other members see me in the crowd but I raise a finger to my lips signaling for them to not say anything.

A couple of songs later and Oli makes his way off the stage to walk across the barrier which isn't a rare thing, I've seen countless videos of him interacting closely with the fans at the front. I watch carefully and clap as he approaches where I am in the crowd.

He looks straight at me as he makes his way along the barriers and our eyes meet. Smiling at him I watch as his face lights up even more than it had before. He looks shocked which makes me chuckle but he quickly snaps out of it and jogs towards me.

His smile matches my along with a face of relief. He presses his forehead against mine and wraps his arms around my neck. I place a kiss on his lips quickly and a whispered confession.

"I missed you so much." I whisper to him but I can tell by his eyes he heard me.

It's as if the crowd's melted away and it's just us now but the crowd is going crazier than ever tonight.

"Come on." He beckons quietly by my ear so that I can hear him.

"Go up?" I ask confused, this was not part of the plan but he just nods. "Okay then." I say and he calls (with the help of a couple kind fans) lifts me up over the barrier and I end up in a bridal style carry.

I bury my face in his neck, embarrassed.

"Oli, put me down." I say as he carries me to the stage.

"C'mon, darlin'." He says with a toothy smile I simply can't resist.

He climbs up onto stage, somehow still carrying me in his arms but we make it to the center of the stage.

I chuckle nervously as I look out on the arena full of people, fans cheering for Oli. He puts me down gently but keeps his arm wrapped around my shoulders.

"This… is (y/n), some if you may know her…" He trails off, placing a kiss on my cheek. "If you didn't you do now. She's…" I expect him to say girlfriend or partner but the rest of his sentence shocks me. "The love of my life." He announces to the hundreds of thousands of people and I look at him slightly shocked. "And I haven't seen her for weeks, months even." He says speaking to the audience but it feels like he's just speaking to me. "For this next song I want you to sing along with us as loud as you can." He looks to me with a sparkle in his eyes and I rest my head on his chest. "This song is called Follow You." He says and cheers erupt again.

The intro to the song starts playing and I look at him, nothing but adoration in my eyes. There is truly no one I'd rather spend my life with than this man and I couldn't be more glad that he feels the same.

He starts rocking slowly holding onto me and starts singing the song. Obviously I know the words to the song, I know all their songs but I don't sing along until he prompts me to with the lowering of the mike to my height.

I look at him doubtfully but he reassures me with his eyes so I start singing gently into the mike. This is definitely one of the best moments of my life.

In a short instrument only section of the song he turns around slightly and places one of his hands on my shoulders and one on my waist. I look at him confused as he starts to slow dance with me but I relax into it, resting my arms around his neck, draped over his shoulder and laying my head on his chest.

"I love you." I says and I smile.

"I love you too." I say and once again forget the crowd are even there.

At the end of the song I'm snapped out of the trance and look back at the crowd, the numerous phone lights and recording cameras that litter the audience. It's quite harsh to look at so I just look at Oli.

"(y/n) (l/n), everyone." He says, releasing me from his arms like a presentation. I smile meekly as the audience cheers and screams, it is overwhelming but in a good way.

"Thank you, everyone for letting this be such a special show and letting (y/n) be here as well." He says, sounding like it's the end of the show but this is only the fourth or fifth song.

"We'll be right back." He says before lovingly dragging me backstage. "You're fucking incredible." He says to me, once his mike is discarded. "I can't believe you." He says wrapping his arms around me, leaving little space for breathing. "Traveling to America, sneaking into one of our shows." He mock chastises.

"You know you love me." I say, my voice slightly muffled my his chest.

"I do, maybe a little too much, darlin'."

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AN: I hope you enjoyed reading!

I loved the request, if any of you guys wanna request things like BMTH or similar then go for it!

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[mytheoristavenue]

OP Usopp x Sick!Reader - What would you say?

Summary: Usopp, wondering why he hadn't seen you all day, finds you very ill in the girls' quarters. After taking you to the sickbay to see Chopper, he refuses to leaver your side.

Warnings: A lot of fluff, a bit of angst, sick comfort.

You groaned, brows knit and chest heaving as you rolled over to face the door of the girls' bedroom. Pulling the covers over your shoulder and against your face, you couldn't help but huff. Why was it so goddamned hot in here? Loosening the tuck of your blanket, you were immediately stung by freezing air, opting to just suffer under the heat of your quilt, than the agonizing needles of the air. What the hell was going on?

Elsewhere, Usopp sat at the dining table eating breakfast with a few other crew members, who lounged as they usually did on a sunny Sunday morning. "Hey, Robin," he asked, breaking the tranquil quiet that seemed to blanket the entire ship. She looked up from the novel she was reading, glancing up at him, and using the break of focus as an excuse to take a sip of tea. "Have you seen (Y/N) today? She never sleeps this late." He wondered, noting that they hadn't docked in weeks, and that they weren't even close to land, so she couldn't have gone on an errand without him knowing.

"I'm not sure she feels well today." Robin answer with a kind smile. "She was still asleep when I got up, and when I offered to bring her anything she declined." Usopp thought on her answer for a moment before she continued. "I touched her forehead and she seemed warmer than usual, so I asked Sanji to brew her some tea that might help a fever come down."

"That's really sweet of you," the sniper remarked, silently worried over his friend's well being. As if on cue, the chef walked over to the table, setting down and small tray holding a cup of steaming tea, and a jammed biscuit on a saucer.

"Here it is now, thank you Sanji," the ravenette nodded to the blonde appreciatively.

"Hey, wait," Usopp interjected as Sanji began to exit the kitchen, tray in hand. "I'll take it to her. I was gonna go check on her anyways." The chef quirked a brow at his friend's sudden willingness to help, but ultimately passed the it over.

"Just make sure she drinks that tea, I hand picked all the herbs myself and I don't want my time going to waste." Sanji advised, turning back to what he was doing before the request. "And you better not drop that, either."

Usopp simply rolled his eyes at his uptightness, descending the hall toward the sleeping quarters. When he arrived at the door of the girls' room, the carefully held the tray in one hand and knocked with the other, wanting to make sure no one else was there. When he got no response, he cautiously twisted the knob and opened the door to reveal you in the first bunk he found, curled up in a pitiful little ball.

"(Y/N), you okay?" he asked inching towards you timidly. "I brought you something from Sanji." You failed to respond, simply panting from under your blanket. Setting the tray down on another bunk, he slowly made his way to your bedside, laying the back of his hand on your forehead. "Shit, you are hot." he remarked, a bit surprised that what Robin had said earlier was true.

"'M fine...go away." you finally mumbled, rolling away from him to face the wall. Usopp sat beside you on the bed, his hand once again against your head, to gauge just how bad your fever was.

"Maybe you should go see Chopper." he suggested, brows knit with concern. "You seem pretty sick." You growled in annoyance, forcing yourself to sit up, and eventually dragging yourself out of bed, standing on the terribly cold floor. He watched you as you walked over to your dresser, picking out your clothes for the day with a worried expression. "I think you should lay back down,"

"I've got too much to do today to just lay in bed all day. I told you I'm...I'm fi...ne..." With that, you instantly hit the floor, fainting in the middle of the room. Usopp bolted up to catch you, but was unfortunately not able to get to you in time.

"(Y/N)! Are you okay? Please wake up!" he panicked, shaking you gently as he cradled you in his lap. When you came to seconds later, you looking up at him, confused and delirious.

"Usopp...what are you doing in here, this is the girls' room..." His face paled as he struggled to find an answer, befuddled that you'd forgotten that he was even there.

"I've gotta get you to Chopper, he'll know what to do." he concluded, trying his best to calm himself down, before scooping you up into his arms and carrying you out of them room. On the way to the sick bay, he noticed you fading in and out of consciousness, your head occasionally slumping to fall limp off the side of his forearm. Once he reached the doctor's office, he immediately burst into the room.

"There's something wrong with (Y/N)!" he shouted to the small doctor, who instructed him to lay you down in one of the beds that lined the west wall.

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Some time later, your eyes fluttered open to see that your surroundings were different from how you'd left them. Almost instantly, you were hit with an absolutely splitting headache, surely a side effect of the pressure in your sinuses, and the time unconscious certainly couldn't have helped.

"Oh, (Y/N), I'm so glad you're awake." a shrill voice voice called, accompanied by cloven footsteps making their way over. "You really had me worried." You rolled over to find the Straw Hats' doctor strolling to your bedside, a clipboard in hand.

"Chopper...?" you verbally noted, deducing that if he was here, you must be in the infirmary. "How'd I get here?" you asked, sitting up a bit and looking around.

"Please don't try to get up," he advised, gently pushing you back down. "Usopp said you fainted in your room, and he carried you here." You blushed a bit at the thought, more embarrassed than anything else. You probably looked like such a mess. "Don't worry, though, you haven't been out very long."

"How long exactly?" you wondered, tilting your head a bit, only to correct it, finding that the action made your migraine worsen.

"Almost four hours."

"Four hours?!" you panicked, jumping out of bed, looking all around for your shoes, only to remember you probably hadn't worn any to begin with.

"Please calm down!" Chopper stressed, running to the door to try and block you from it, and pressing his hooves to your shins, in an effort to force you back into bed with his little brute strength. "You're still sick, you shouldn't be out of bed!" Just as you reached the door, you were able to step over him and the corners of your vision began to darken. The last thing you felt was the doctor tugging backward on your left leg, before both buckled under your weight.

Luckily for you, Usopp opened the door just in time for you to slump forward into his arms. He thanked his lucky stars he was able to catch you this time, now maybe he wouldn't feel so bad for the last. Your eyes had hardly even shut before they fluttered open again, gazing up hazily at the sniper for the second time today. "Usoppppp," Chopper whined. "Tell her to stay in bed, she won't listen to me!"

The man's eyes softened exponentially when they shifted back to your sleepy face and he sighed with a kind smile. "You really should rest," he said lightly, helping you back over to your bed and getting you laid down. The small reindeer huffed with crossed arms as he followed the two of you, taking his chart into his hooves again.

"You might as well get comfortable," he pouted, still upset at your lack of care for his professional opinion. "I'm gonna have to keep you overnight, possibly longer."

This perked your interest and you snapped your head to him as he began to read off your chart. "Wait, all night? Why, it's just a little fever, right?" your fretted. "Right?"

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." he sighed, flipping through the pages on his clip board. "(Y/N), have you ever eaten a Devil Fruit before?"

Your eyes widened at the question. Of course you hadn't, you were just a normal person! You didn't have any powers! "No, I think I'd know if I had, Chopper." you rolled your eyes. "What could possibly make you think that?"

"I didn't understand it at first, but your symptoms all align with sea water poisoning, but that could only be the case if you were a Devil Fruit user." He explained, offering for you to look at some of his notes. "Is it possible that you have been in contact with and sea water lately?"

"No, but it wouldn't matter if I had," you answered flatly. "I'm not a Devil Fruit user." Chopper sighed with frustration, rubbing his head and walking away to sit down and review his notes.

"I'm sorry, maybe I made a mistake, I haven't been feeling very good either." he confessed with little energy.

Usopp sat and thought for a moment, looking around for a clue as to what could help solve the mystery. He eventually took to looking you up and down. Maybe you'd been bitten by something and they'd just glossed over it? That's when he noticed how swollen your feet looked. He curiously stood up and studied your soles, which didn't go unnoticed. "Hey, what are you looking at my feet for, you creep?!" you shrieked, pulling your legs up to hug them and hiding your feet.

He simply tilted his head in confusion. "What are those on the bottom of your feet?" He asked causing you to blush with embarrassment. This caught Chopper's attention, who wandered over to see what the fuss was about.

"What's wrong with my feet, huh?" you defended, still hiding them and refusing when the doctor asked to see. After a bit more prodding, you hesitantly, and humiliatingly let the two study your soles for any potential clues.

"They're almost like the pads on cats' paws," Usopp remarked, poking one, causing you to squirm.

"You've had these all your life?" Chopper asked, finally ending his observation and walking to your bedside.

"I wasn't born with them, no, but I've had them since I was little," you answered, still pouting over the whole ordeal. "They just kind of showed up one day. You mean you guys don't have them?"

That's when the pieces fell together for the reindeer. "That's why your steps don't make noise when you walk!" he exclaimed, finally solving the puzzle. "You must have eaten the Shh Shh fruit as a child! It grants the power of stealth, but you've never needed to use it, so you never knew you had it!"

"But I don't ever remember eating a special fruit?" you asked, puzzled by this new revelation.

"Some fruits can look really mundane, or even disguise themselves!" he explain, retrieving a large book and setting it onto your lap, open to a very specific page. "And look! It says here that it was last seen on the island you grew up on!"

You were having a hard time wrapping your head around what he was telling you. You had powers and you never even knew? That seems a little far fetched. "That still doesn't explain why I feel so bad." You reminded him. Chopper thought for a moment before his eyes widened and locked onto the necklace you were wearing.

"When did you find that stone?" he asked, pointing to the pendent.

"Last time we docked, why?" you cocked a brow, holding it close to your chest, afraid he might confiscate it.

"But when did you start wearing it around your neck?" he pressed.

"I just put it on the chord last night, and then I wore it to bed. Again, why?" You were beginning to get irritated with his interrogation. "Chopper, just tell me what's going on."

"That's a seastone." he said so matter of factly. "It has to be. It has the same effect as sea water on Devil Fruit users. That explains why I've been feeling so tired since you came in. You have to take it off."

You hesitated, having grown attached to rock, unwilling to just throw it away, it was special to you. With a bit more persuasion, you reluctantly took it off, dropping it into Usopp's waiting hand, who then pocketed it to keep it from falling into unexpecting possession.

Instant you felt a weight lift off your shoulders. The entire room felt lighter, and your throat ached a bit less. "Now that that's out of the way, we can get you better!" The doctor chirped, already feeling much better himself.

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Nearly an hour had passed since your diagnosis with seastone poisoning, and you were still in bed, only this time with a tray of delicious food, curtesy of Sanji, who'd forgiven you for wasting his time by not drinking his tea. Usopp had also left for a bit to take the rock to his workshop, thinking that the shavings from of it might make for a useful bullet for his Kabuto. Chopper had taken this time to fashion a regiment of treatment for your sickness, which consisted of rest, fluids, hearty foods, and a special cocktail of medicines which he made himself. He also recommended you still stay with him until you were better so he could monitor you.

Now that you were fed and hydrated, and had had the first dose of your medicine, all that was left was to rest. A part of you was nervous about spending the night alone in the sick bay. You had gotten so used to sleeping with others in the room through bunking with the girls that you had forgotten what true silence sounded like.

Chopper had long since retired to his sleeping area, a small closet conjoined to the infirmary, and you laid wide awake, staring at the wooden ceiling, wondering when you'd finally fall asleep. A small creak startled you and you shot up to find the door slowly creeping ajar, before you began to make out a long nosed figure peaking in. "You can come in, Usopp."

He accepted your offer, quietly shutting the door behind him, as if he could disturb any other other patients. Tip-toeing, he made his way over to you and sat down at the foot of your bed. "How do you feel?" he asked softly glancing over to you.

"Better." you answered blandly. A beat of silence passed between the two of you before you spoke up again. "I just wanted to say...thank you for bringing me here. You probably saved my life."

Blood rushed to his face as he smiled, a part of him wanting to boisterously accept your thanks, shrugging it off as what any hero would do, but for whatever reason, it didn't feel right in this case. "You're welcome, I was pretty worried about you, ya know?" You nodded in response. This felt so awkward, Usopp could hardly stand it. "Well, it's getting late and you're probably tired so-"

"I can't sleep." You corrected him, looking more passed him than at him. You were incredibly tired, but your anxieties wouldn't allow you and rest.

"Oh," he stiffened at your sudden melancholy, before softening with pity. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"I just don't want to be alone." you muttered somberly, pulling your blanket higher over your legs.

"Well," he cleared his throat, looking to the ceiling with a slight blush. "M-Maybe I can sleep with you tonight?" His eyes widened when he realized his poor choice of words and he immediately back tracked. "N-Not like with you, with you, of course! Like in the next bed, I mean. Or in the farthest one if that's what you want, or not at all or-"

"Would you please?" The tenderness and desperation in your voice was almost enough to startle him. "Please, I just won't want to be alone."

His gaze softened as he cast it over you. "S-sure." He confirmed, standing to set himself up in the adjacent bed. As he sat down, untying his hair and kicking out of his shoes, you took a second to take him in. You rarely got to see him in anything casual, let alone pajamas. His hair was wild and free, yet well maintained, forming a spherical mass of coils that spilled from a shallow widow's peak. He lacked any of his common accessories, only dressed in a baggy tan t-shirt and sweatpants. He looked so comfortable as he massaged his fingers into his scalp, releasing some of the residual tension from his ponytail.

Without noticing your admiration, he easily slid beneath the quilt on his bed, snuggling down onto his side, facing you with a kind smile. "Goodnight, (Y/N)." he cooed, letting his eyes fall heavy.

"Usopp?" you whispered guiltily. He had just tried to go to sleep and you were already waking him. He popped one eye open with a snicker, only to have his expression fall into frozen shock when he found you, scooted as far away as you could, holding your blanket up, inviting him into your bed.

"Y-You want me to..." he stammered, failing to find appropriate words for the situation. He didn't want to admit to having the wrong idea.

"Can you could sleep with me?" you asked timidly, unknowingly batting your lashes. "It's just that...my bunk is a little smaller than this so the bed feels so big."

"I could take up some space. I-If that'll help you, I mean." he answered, already sitting up. Before long, he was in your bed, laying on his back, stiff as a board. You wanted so badly to lay your head against his chest. Maybe this was a bad idea after all. "Are you sure this is okay? 't's a little cramped." he admitted with a nervous laugh. Your cheeks burned from embarrassment with the possibility that you were making him uncoverable.

"I'm sorry, I just want to be close to you." you confessed, the urge to cry welling up in your chest, though you suppressed it.

"Really...?" he asked, in awe that someone like you wanted to be near someone like him so badly. You nodded bashfully, before rolling over, already too humiliated to deal with his need for validation. A moment later, you gasped, feeling his strong arms encase you in a loving cage, pressing your back to his chest. "Is this okay?"

You nodded again, feeling your heart swell in your chest. "That feels really nice, actually." you sighed, shimmying your shoulders to be even closer to him. "If I told you I liked you right now, would you leave?"

"No," he confirmed, nuzzling his forehead against the back of your scalp. "If I told you that I think you're the most dazzling woman I've ever met, would you still want me here?"

"I would," you answered, bringing your hands to cover your face, as it was glowing far too bright for your own good. "If you said that, would you mean it?"

"Every word. I wish I could tell you that you're the most inspirational person in my life, that just looking at you're pretty smile makes me want to be the best man I can be." he confessed, his finger tips gently tracing up your arm to find your hand and interlacing with yours. "But I'm worried you'll think I'm a creep."

"I wouldn't think that." you mumbled, pecking a kiss onto the back of his hand. "Would you think I was a creep if I told you that I've wanted to kiss you since the day we met?"

"No," Usopp grinned form behind you, gently breaking away from you to pull you back to face him. "Would you think I was a creep if I told you I wanted to kiss you right now?" You breathlessly shook your head, looking into his eyes as both his hands came up to cup your cheeks, sweetly connecting his lips to yours. Though the contact was short lived, the meaning behind it spoke volumes. He held you like this for a moment, his thumbs just caressing your cheeks lovingly.

"If I told you I loved you, what would you say?" you finally asked, entirely entranced in him.

"I'd tell you it's about time."

#straw hat usopp #usopp x reader #one piece #one piece usopp #op usopp #one piece x reader

[ash-whimsicalfanfic]

Agent Rushmore (CH 4)

Leroy Jethro Gibbs X Fem OC/Reader

Word Count: 1094

Warning: Mild language, violence, gore, guns, fluff, smut, angst, PTSD, graphic scenes…

Prompt: Special Agent Locklyn Rushmore, a highly trained Russian assassin who is skilled in all forms of hand-to-hand combat, weaponry, negotiating and more. When her cover is blown, she is returning back to NCIS headquarters in D.C…

Locklyn Rushmore POV

I yawn, laying my head back on the towel. I was laying on one of the autopsy tables, trying to take a nap. Gibbs and his team were going to go gather the files of the ten federal agents we narrowed it down to.

There wasn't much I could do. I was on strict orders to stay in autopsy because the bulletproof windows weren't fully installed yet. I find myself curling into a ball as I lay on my side.

I close my eyes, hating the eerie silence in here. Palmer and Ducky had gone to Abby's lab to give me some time to be alone. I didn't want to be alone though. I don't think anyone understood that.

I find myself lulling to sleep. It was the worst kind of sleep you could get. An in between sleep. My hand was on my gun and I was alert of my surroundings.

"She's perfect, isn't she?" Kenzo asks.

His fingers were stroking through my hair, but I feigned sleep. I could feel his eyes on me. I knew someone else was in the room.

"Beautiful, yes. But, can she be apart of this family?" A deep voice asks.

"Yes, papa. She can. She's perfect for me. And if she isn't, I'll handle her. Trust me. She's the one." Kenzo says.

I stir and I hear a door open before closing. I slowly open my eyes, meeting Kenzo's green ones. He's smiles, however I jump away from him, scooting as far as the bed allowed me.

"Relax Svetlana, your safe. Now, you have two options. One, willingly get to know me and become my fiancé. Two, willingly get to know me and become my fiancé." He says.

"Those are the same things, mudaka! Let me go." I growl.

"Oh Svetlana, I love the fire that burns in you. It intrigues me. But, I can't let you go. You'll be my fiancé. Or you'll die. Pick wisely, bambina." He says.

My eyes snap open and I click the safety off, pointing the gun. Gibbs quirks a brow, nodding slightly.

"I'm impressed. It's just me." He says.

I click the safety on, slowly setting the gun down before pulling myself up to a seating position.

"Sorry, boss." I say.

"Rule six, don't ever say sorry." He says.

I nod, pursing my lips. There are rules. Interesting.

"What's up? Or do you casually like to watch women sleep?" I tease and he chuckles.

"I came down to check up on you. But, you pulled your gun on me before I could leave seeing as you were sleeping." He says.

"A force of habit I learned was to be in an in between sleep whilst undercover." I explain.

"A good habit. Locklyn, if you ever need to talk, I'm here to listen. Going undercover isn't easy as it is. And for how long you've been undercover, makes it ever harder." He says.

"Thanks, Gibbs. I appreciate it." I say.

"Your family now." He says.

"I'm still stuck in here, aren't I?" I ask.

"They're getting closer to finishing the windows." He says, chuckling.

His silver hair and blue eyes already have dragged me down. I've never seen a pair of blue eyes like his. I wet my lips, letting out a deep breath.

"I can't wait for all this to blow over." I grumble.

He nods, studying me. I let him, not having anything to hide. I was tired of hiding. I wanted to be seen.

"Have you talked with a shrink yet?" He asks.

"Jen got me out of that. I would have just lied anyway. I don't like shrinks. Kudos for the work they do, but if I'm going to talk...it's going to be someone I know and trust. Not someone who looks at me as another case." I say and he snorts.

"Your stubborn." He says.

"Maybe. Maybe not. You've studied me ever since I stepped foot back in NCIS headquarters. Tell me, what have you gathered about me?" I ask, slowly strolling around the room.

"You've been alone for years and now you want someone...to be there...to listen to you...to comfort you. You want a family—whether it be a work family or an actually family. You want to be happy and you are trying hard to find yourself. Being undercover has mixed your identities together." He says.

"Hm, I'm impressed. I didn't take you to be a profiler. I am a profiler and I missed that detail about you." I say.

"And what have you gathered about me, Rushmore?" He asks, watching me.

"Hm...married a few times. How could a woman resist you? However, your divorced—several times maybe. A family man...but something happened. Something bad...something that haunts you. It's something you feel guilty for although it was out of your control, wasn't it? Yeah, I can tell by that face it was. You don't necessarily like people. You find peace in your home, whether it be alone or with a friend. You aren't a man of much words. You analyze. Hmm...you work with your hands. A hobby? Or a side-job maybe? Your type in woman is red heads. I've noticed you staring at me since I've entered. You also are more of ass man, am I wrong?" I ask and he chuckles.

"No. How have you gathered that without hardly looking at me?" He asks.

"I'm a profiler. That's why the FBI wants me so bad. But, I prefer NCIS." I say.

The doors open and we both look over to see the team enter. I watch Director Shepard break through and she quirks a brow at me.

"I see you two are getting along. I was nervous." She admits.

"I'm not one to bite on their first days." Gibbs says and I smirk.

"I'm not one to deny a bite from a good-looking man, Gibbs. In fact, I might have my own bite." I say, smirking and he grins.

"He head slaps. Be safe." Tony says.

"I like to break noses and face consequences later." I say, shrugging.

"Don't make my life a living hell having to cover for you, Lock." Director Shepard sighs.

"I'll try to control my urges, Director. No promises. I've done well the past five years. Actually...never mind. I haven't." I mumble.

"I can't say I'm surprised." She chuckles.

"In my defense, mafia men are sleezy. If anyone thinks they can grab my ass without permission, that is where they are wrong." I say.

#gibbs #gibbs imagine #gibbs x reader #jethro gibbs #jethro gibbs imagine #jethro gibbs x reader #leroy jethro gibbs #ncis fandom #ncis gibbs #ncis imagine #leroy jethro gibbs x reader #ncis fanfiction #ncis #ncis mcgee #ncis team #ncis tony #ncis x reader #ncis ziva #gibbs smut #ncisedit #leroy jethro gibbs imagine #ncis reader insert #ncis fic #ncis smut #ncis series #ncisverse #fanfic #fic rec #miniseries

[milfsfckr]

She didn’t right?

Scarlett x daughter!reader

Warnings: sh, suicide, abuse.

NOT A PROOFREAD IM SORRY !!

A/N: i haven’t posted in over a month. Everything thats going on in my life is so fucking crazy, i nearly got suspended and im moving to Aussie.

Y/n's POV:

It's my moms week this week, and I can't fucking wait. I hated being at my dad full time because all he would do is beat me, yell at me, and make me feel like a disappointment. So most of the time I would just hide in my room and do my homework.

The only thing he was happy about, was when I would have all A's on my test. But if I didn't I wouldn't be allowed to eat, or he would beat me until

I passed out.

And that's what happened today. I got a B on my math test, and just so you know I'm not very good at maths. And he knows when I get my test back, so when I opened the door he was standing there waiting for my test results and when he seen them he started yelling at me.

I look at his other hand and it hand a beer in it, that wasn't a good sign, he's probably drunk and something bad is going to happen and that's when he hit my head with the beer bottle and then I saw black.

My eyes opened and I saw it was light outside, so I thought it was still like around the time I come home from school, until I looked at my phone and say it was the next day, and my mom is picking me up.

Shit I have to pack my bags, I go to my room and pack my bags and my school books. I get everything I need and leave my room and see that my mom was here, I checked my face for any bruises and there were none thank god.

I look at my dad on the couch sleeping, that's all he does. I open the door and close it behind me, I see rose and cosmo are in the car too. I open the door and say hi to everyone. "How was your dad's baby?" My mom asked me "alright" I say and give her a fake smile.

"Y/n?" Rose says "yeah?" I answer her "can we play dolls when we get home" she asked "of course Rosie" I say and she smiles in her seat. We get to their house and get out of the car, I went to my room and put my bags down then rose and cosmo came into my room.

"Y/n/n?" Rose said "hm?" I said and looked up at her, "what's that on your belly?" Shit I didn't cover them, "nothing I just fell over at school" I say then cosmo said "are you sure sissy?" "Yes I am, don't worry about me. Now how about we just play dolls and cars?" I ask them "yay" they both said and we went to their play room.

It's been a few hours and it was around the time mum would cook dinner, then I remembered I had school tomorrow, the only reason I couldn't go today was cause it was a teacher only day, And I'm glad. "Guys dinner" mom yells from downstairs 'coming' we all say

We sat down at the table, mom made lasagne and she knows I love it (sorry if you don't like lasagne), then Colin came home and I send him a fake sweet smile as he goes and gets changed.

I finished and say I'm going to have a 'shower' and go up to my room. I look for my kit that I have I there, but I couldn't find it..shit I left it at my dads.

Then my see my razor, I drag it across my wrist and make red lines. I see the blood drip down my wirst and watch it, then I cover them up and turn on the shower and get in. When I put my wrist under the hot water it stings but it feels good.

As I finish I get a knock on my door and i say 'I'll be there in a sec', then I dry myself off and change into some shorts and a hoodie. I open my door and see it rose and cosmo. "Mommy said that's she says goodnight, and me too" rose says "and me!" Cosmo added "well tell her I say goodnight and goodnight to you too, I'll see you in the morning" I say "see you in the morning sissy" cosmo says.

I go to bed and see a text from my dad

My 'father'

Where are you?.

Y/n?.

Y/N WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU.

Me

Its moms week dad.

I turn off my phone and go to sleep.

The next morning:

I wake up from my alarm, I yawn and get out of bed. I see my school uniform on my desk and it had a note on it.

'Sorry y/n I have an emergency at work can you take your sister and brother to school please.

Love mom.'

I smile at it and go to my bathroom to brush my teeth. After that I go to cosmo and Rosie's room to wake them up and get them ready.

After they're ready I get myself ready, but I keep on having flashbacks about the night at my dads. I sake it off and get ready. I do my hair and get my bag, and see the kids are watching tv, "come on guys let's go" I say and they grabbed my hand and held on to it.

We started walking to their school and as we go their all of roses friends went up to her and cosmos too, "bye guys" I say to them, "bye sissy" they both say and go walk with their friends, as I started walking to school.

I started walking on a bridge, and I looked down and wondered what would happen if I jumped off...probably nothing to be honest. So I got out my phone, and there was no password because my dad never let me have one.

I went into my notes and wrote something. I took my bag off put my phone in it and went on the railing and jumped off, I didn't move, and I wasn't scared. I just relaxed my body and fell into the water and saw black.

Scarlett's POV:

As I'm at work I get a phone call, it was y/n's school, I wonder why they're calling. I answer and it was the office, "hello Scarlett speaking" I say, "hi Ms Johansson I'm here to inform that your daughter hasn't come to school" she says "oh okk I'll call her" I say and hang up my phone and call y/n.

She wasn't answering.

Then she finally answered, but it wasn't her.

"Y/n?!" I say on the phone, "this is not y/n, I found their bag and I heard a phone ringing" the person on the other side side. "Is she around you?" I ask "um ma'am..I don't know how to say this but I..I think she jumped" the person says

"what do you mean by jump?" I asked "she j- jumped off the bridge..." I stay silent "ma'am?" They ask "yes, yes I'm sorry I got to go" I say and that's when I call d the police and drove to where her phone was as fast as I could.

As I got there, there were police officers and other people looking for her. I tried to call her father, but he didn't answer. And soon they found her..she was blue..she looked lifeless.

They were trying to bring her back but they just couldn't, after 30 minutes of trying they announced her dead.

My oldest daughter.

She's dead.

Then one of the police officers came up to me, "miss Johansson I think this is your daughter's" she says. "Thank you" I whispered. It was her school bag, it had all her books and her phone, and lunch.

I grabbed her phone and it unlocked, she didn't have a password?..anyways the last thing she was on, was her notes and I looked at them.

And it said:

The person that was writing my story ran out of ink.

I felt tears in my eyes, I didn't know my daughter was feeling this way..then I looked on her photos. It was photos of her bruises, where did she get them from.

Until I remembered why I left her father. When he drunk to much he would do thing he would regret, but he did it to his own daughter.

I such a bad mother.

TIME SKIP:

I don't know how to tell roses and cosmo. Should I tell them she's gone to live with her dad?, or should I tell them she's gone away?.

I don't know what to do.

NO ONES POV:

After a long time, cosmo and rose have me wondering where their sister is, they tried to ask their mother but she would just say she's at her dad's.

Until today. "Cos, Rosie" Scarlett said "yes mommy?" They both said. "You know how I said your sister is at her dads?" She says "mhm" rose hums, "yup" he says popping the 'p'. "Well..you won't get to see your sister anymore.." Scarlett says to them.

"Why?" They both ask, "because she's in a better place now" she says and they nod, knowing what she meant somehow.

That was two months after her first daughter's death.

My Masterlist.

(Sorry its short)

#scarlett johansson #agnst #Scarlett x daughter!reader

[loveroftoomanyfandoms]

Salvation Chapter 7: Reader

Pairing: Matt Murdock x F!Reader

Story Summary: Reader is walking home one evening and gets attacked in an alleyway... until the Devil of Hell's Kitchen himself comes to her rescue. After passing out during the ordeal, she wakes up in the apartment of one Matthew Murdock, a kind and handsome lawyer who treats her injuries. As she and Matt get to know each other and grow closer, will someone from Reader's past tear their happiness apart?

Warnings/Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, Attempted Sexual Assault, Past Domestic Violence, Stalking, Kidnapping (Y'all, seriously, please mind the tags)

Word Count: ~31k total

A/N: None.

"Foggy, Foggy, Foggy, Foggy…"

What the hell is that? Y/N thought as she was pulled out of the best sleep she had gotten in years. 

"Foggy, Foggy, Foggy, Foggy…"

She realized that the noise was coming from Matt's nightstand. "Matt, baby, your phone is ringing," she mumbled. "Please make it stop."

"Mmm," Matt sleepily replied, his chest rumbling underneath Y/N's head. "'Kay."

"Foggy, Foggy."

Y/N nuzzled Matt's chest, sighing happily as blessed silence filled the room.

"Foggy, Foggy, Foggy, Foggy…" Matt's phone started up again.

"Shit," Matt muttered.

Y/N raised her head and cracked a bleary eye open as Matt reached towards his nightstand. "It'd better be murder or else I might be committing one," she joked.

Matt chuckled then answered the call. "Yeah, Foggy. No, I'm awake. What's up? Uh huh. Uh huh. Okay. Okay, I'll be there as soon as possible. Yeah. Yeah, I'll tell you about it later. Okay, bye."

He huffed out a laugh as he hung up. "You were right. Emergency client, wrongfully accused of murder. Meeting at the office in an hour."

Y/N stretched luxuriously, pleasantly sore in all the right places. "Mmkay. Gimmie just a minute and I'll get up and get going."

Matt looked torn. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart. This isn't how I planned the morning after our first night together to go. I wanted to treat you right -- wake you up properly, make you breakfast in bed, maybe give you a massage since you like my hands so much…"

Y/N's face heated at both Matt's insinuation and the memory of what exactly he did with those hands the previous night. "It's okay. You can make it up to me later… As long as I get a repeat of last night too."

Matt grinned and gave her a kiss. "Mmm. Deal."

Y/N ogled him shamelessly as he got out of bed. "Shower together? It'll save both time and water. No funny business, I promise."

Matt grinned. "Oh, I think we have time for a little bit of funny business."

Y/N laughed. " Fine , but don't blame me if you're late."

They took a quick shower, (mostly) keeping their hands to themselves, then moved to the sink to brush their teeth before heading back to Matt's bedroom to dress.

Y/N pulled on the outfit she had intended to change into the evening before while Matt put on one of his suits.

Matt came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Mmm, I can smell myself on you," he said, nuzzling her neck. "I kind of like it -- the perfect blend of the two of us."

"Careful, Matt, your caveman is showing," Y/N replied with a laugh, tilting her head to give him better access.

Matt nosed at her pulse point, his stubble scratching deliciously along her skin. "It's intoxicating."

Y/N shivered. If someone's life hadn't literally been on the line... "Matt, honey, you're definitely going to be late if you keep this up because I'm about two seconds away from dragging you back to bed."

"Yeah, okay, good point." Matt gave her a quick kiss on her neck and let go. “We probably should get going.”

They exited Matt's bedroom and headed back into the main area of the apartment. 

Y/N grabbed her purse then walked over to the door, where Matt was waiting for her, cane in hand.

"What time is it?" Matt asked.

Y/N checked her phone for the time. "Mmm, 7:33, why?"

"Because I should have time to at least walk you home on my way to the office." Matt held out a hand. "Shall we?"

Y/N took it with a smile. "We shall."

They walked together to Y/N's house, making it quickly down the mostly-empty streets.

Soon they stopped in front of Y/N's door. 

Matt smiled. "I'll call you after I get done with this client. Maybe we can grab brunch? Or possibly a late lunch or early dinner, depending on how long this takes."

Y/N smoothed down Matt's tie and gave him a kiss. "Sounds great."

She bit her lip. "By the way, I had a really great time last night."

Matt grinned. "So did I. Looking forward to our re-do."

"Me too." Y/N gave Matt one last kiss. "Okay, Counselor, go help your client."

She unlocked her door and let herself in. As much as she would've loved to just stay in bed with Matt all day, she knew the people of Hell's Kitchen needed him.

She set her purse down then moved to the kitchen to grab a drink before heading upstairs to her office.

She plugged her phone in to charge and powered on her laptop, scrolling through her emails and flagging the ones from repeat clients with new jobs to reply to later before checking her freelancing account for new client requests. She rolled her eyes at the numerous term paper and college admissions essay requests and marked the few remaining as potentials.

She was considering starting on the latest web journal article one of her regulars had requested when her phone rang.

She smiled. "Hi honey, done already?"

"Hey, sweetheart," Matt replied. "No, Foggy and I are on our way to the police station to interview our client, but I just wanted to give you a heads-up that it'll definitely be closer to dinner by the time we hang it up for today."

Y/N could hear Foggy saying something in the background. 

Matt chuckled. "Foggy said he'll definitely need a drink or twelve tonight, so we could do dinner at the office and maybe Josie's after?"

"Yeah, that sounds good. Tell Foggy I'm in."

"Will do. So granted nothing else goes sideways… dinner around 7?" 

Y/N laughed lightly. "Sure. Want me to pick something up?"

"Yeah, that'd be perfect.  I gotta run for now, but I'll call you back later? We're here."

"Ok, honey. Good luck!"

"Thanks, sweetheart. Bye."

"Bye."

Y/N hung up and stretched. Well, since my day is now free I might as well use it to get a jump on work.

She popped in her earbuds and put some music on, then got busy, managing to knock out most of the projects she had already lined up for the week before she needed to get ready to go. 

She chuckled to herself as she marked her final task of the day off of her to-do list, pleased with her accomplishments. Who knew that being happy and in love would do wonders for my productivity?

She, Matt, Foggy, and Karen had wound up settling on Mimi's when Matt had called her earlier to work out dinner details, so Y/N showered and changed then headed out to pick up their food.

"Hi, Y/N. Mr. Murdock working today?" Abby asked when Y/N walked up to the podium.

Y/N nodded. "Yep, the law never sleeps, or however the saying goes."

Abby nodded then retrieved several to-go bags from the counter behind her. "Here's your order. Nonna also included dessert -- she's thinking about expanding the menu and is trying a few new recipes. I think she made panna cotta today."

"Oh, cool. Tell her thanks."

"Oh, and she also said to tell Mr. Murdock thank you for recommending us for that catering gig. That really helped business pick up."

"Will do. Thanks, Abby."

Y/N also stopped by the liquor store to pick up a couple of six packs of beer and bottles of wine before heading to Nelson & Murdock. "Knock knock!" she said as she let herself into the empty reception area. 

"We're in here!" Matt called out from the conference room.

Y/N headed down the hall. "I come bearing food."

"And you even brought wine and beer," Foggy said as Y/N entered their conference room and set the bags down.  "Bless you. See Matt, I told you she was a keeper."

Y/N laughed. "Aww gee, thanks, Foggy. That's nice to hear."

Y/N wrapped her arms around Matt, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Hi, honey. Hey Kare."

"Hey, Y/N," Karen replied.

"Hi, sweetheart," Matt said, turning his head to give Y/N a proper kiss on the lips. "Thanks for picking up dinner."

"Yeah, thanks," Foggy added. "We really appreciate it. Today's been a day ."

Y/N shrugged as Karen began to unload the bags. "It's the least I could do for the hardest working legal team in New York. By the way, Mrs. Morelli sends her thanks for the catering recommendation as well as some panna cotta . Abby said she's testing out new desserts to potentially add to the menu."

"I will happily be Mrs. Morelli's culinary guinea pig," Foggy declared. "Everything she makes is excellent."

"100% agreed," Karen added, handing Y/N her food. "Here's yours, Y/N."

Y/N took her to-go container from Karen. "Thanks, Kare. Matt, honey, you want beer or wine?"

"Mmm, I'll take a beer," Matt replied. "Thanks, sweetheart."

Y/N sat next to Matt after pouring herself a glass of wine and handing him a beer. "So, how's the case going?" she asked as they all dug into their dinner.

"Well right now it's not looking too good," Foggy replied. "But we just started going over the files that the previous defense attorney had gathered. Turns out our client's former attorney was arrested on Friday for taking bribes, so let's just say that his files weren't exactly the most detailed or organized."

Y/N grimaced. "Yikes."

"We're basically starting from scratch," Karen added. "There's witnesses to be re-interviewed and discovery to try to track down, not to mention a major backlog of old cases that still need to be input into the new computer software. Plus I wanted to try to get started on updating our filing system tomorrow, but that's definitely not going to happen now."

Y/N took a sip of her wine. "Want some help?"

"Seriously?” Karen replied. “That would be great."

Y/N nodded. "Yeah, I had a really productive day today and don't have any major projects or pressing deadlines at the moment, so I can at least help get started on the data entry and filing stuff while you all focus on this case and whatever else that happens to come up in the meantime."

She grinned. "I mean, as long as Matt and Foggy don't mind the free labor."

"You're hired," Foggy said immediately. 

Y/N laughed. "Well okay then."

Foggy shook his head with a grin. "No but really, Matt and I have desperately been needing to hire another office assistant to help Karen, so you wouldn't be interested in actually coming to work for us, would you? I mean we couldn't pay you a lot but I'm sure we can work something out."

Matt nodded. "You know, I was thinking the same thing. Of course I'd never ask you to give up any of your clients, sweetheart, so feel free to say no if you're not interested, but we really could use the extra help."

Y/N bit her lip as she thought for a moment. "You know, business has been steady enough to where I was thinking about taking on fewer one-off clients and just focusing on clients with more regular assignments anyway, so how about I do full-time to start since my schedule's open then drop down to part-time once everything gets organized and you guys get this case under control?"

"That sounds fine to me. Foggy? Karen?"

"Yeah, that sounds great," Foggy added.

"That's super helpful," Karen chimed in.  

"Okay, then it's settled. When do you want me to start?"

Matt grinned. "Is tomorrow morning too soon?"

"No, tomorrow's fine."

"Okay, great," Foggy said. "We'll finalize your schedule and everything when you get here."

"Sounds good." 

Foggy tapped his hand on the table. "This calls for a toast. I think it's time to open the Jameson."

"I agree," Matt added. "I'll go grab it, be right back."

"Foggy, hon, why don't you go help him?" Karen chimed in as Matt left the room.

"Oh, I'm sure he's got it," Foggy replied.

Y/N bit her lip to keep from laughing as Karen shot Foggy a look. "I think Matt needs some help," Karen said pointedly.

"Oh… Oh, right! Right, I should go help Matt with that." Foggy stood. "Yeah, I'll be right back too."

Karen turned to Y/N as soon as Matt and Foggy were both out of the room. "Ok, so spill."

"Spill what?" Y/N replied innocently.

Karen rolled her eyes playfully. "You know what, missy! You're absolutely glowing and Matt looked more relaxed when he walked into the office this morning than I've seen him in years despite having been called in before 8 am on a Sunday, so something happened."

She gasped and dropped her voice to a whisper. "You two finally slept together, didn't you?"

Y/N grinned even as her face heated. "Now Kare, you know a lady never kisses and tells."

"You did! No wonder you're both in such good moods today."

Y/N huffed out a laugh. "Ok, ok, you got me. I stayed over at Matt's place last night."

"How was it?"

Y/N grinned slyly. "Which time?"

"Which time -- How many were there?"

"Well, there was the first time, which was perfect -- it was soft, and slow, and just… Well, 'earth-shattering' is really the only way I can describe it . There was a second time -- in the shower, I might add -- which was also amazing, then later on there was a third time, which… well, honestly probably ties with the first round as the best sex of my life." Y/N's face heated at the memory. After dinner Matt had made her fall apart twice on his fingers and tongue before making love to her again. "I tell you, Kare, the things that man can do with his hands and mouth… Not just good for arguing cases. Mmph." 

Matt was by far the most generous and caring lover Y/N had ever had. Sex with Colin had mostly consisted of making sure that Colin's needs were met and had almost always left Y/N unsatisfied; on the other hand, sex with Matt, however limited it was so far in Y/N's experience, had been very satisfying. Not only did Matt make sure Y/N's needs were fulfilled (and multiple times at that) before his own, but he also seemed to instinctively know exactly what Y/N needed without any guidance. 

Karen winced. "Oh, shit, so Foggy's call this morning then…"

Y/N shook her head. "We were still sleeping and even if we hadn't been someone's life is literally on the line, so it's totally okay."

She grinned. "Besides, Matt promised me a re-do."

Karen laughed. "You go, girl."

Y/N took a sip of her wine. "So since we're talking about really great sex, what about Foggy? I bet he's no slouch between the sheets either."

Karen grinned. "Not at all. Let me just say that his mouth also isn't only good for arguing cases."

Y/N raised her glass of wine. "To Nelson and Murdock, aces in both the courtroom and in the bedroom."

Karen laughed and clinked her beer bottle against it. "Cheers to that."

"Hey, ladies, what are we toasting to?" Foggy asked as he and Matt returned with a bottle of whiskey and 4 glasses.

"Oh, just to another job well done," Karen said. 

Y/N snorted out a laugh before turning towards Matt.

She frowned. "Matt, honey, are you feeling okay? Your face is really red."

Matt shook his head. "What? Oh, uh, I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

Matt nodded as he set the bottle of whiskey he was carrying down on the table and sat. "Yep. Just a bit warm in here, that's all. I'll be fine in a minute."

"Okay, if you're sure."

"Mmhmm."

Y/N gave Matt another quizzical look before turning back to Karen. I hope he's not coming down with something. "Yeah, Kare, wow, very interesting story about that case. Impressive. Good job, all of you."

"Anyway, time to celebrate," Matt jumped in, opening the bottle of scotch and pouring them each a glass. "To the newest official employee of Nelson and Murdock -- welcome to the team, Y/N. Glad to have you join us."

"Thank you, thank you," Y/N said as they all clinked their glasses together. "Happy to be here."

The four of them finished dinner and moved on to dessert, all agreeing that Mrs. Morelli's panna cotta was the best thing they had ever eaten.

"Alright, I think I'm gonna call it a night," Y/N said after they had finished all of the beer and wine and half of the bottle of Jameson. "I can't do Josie's on top of all this, especially if I have to function in the morning."

Matt nodded. "I'll walk you home, sweetheart. We have a lot of work to do tomorrow, so I'm gonna call it too."

Karen stood and began to clean up. "Yeah, same. I'm exhausted." 

"Me too," Foggy agreed. "Thanks again for picking up dinner and drinks, Y/N."

Y/N gave a shrug. "No problem. Glad to help in any way I can."

They quickly cleaned up and headed out, Karen locking the door behind them. "See you two tomorrow," she said. 

"See you tomorrow," Y/N agreed.

"Good night," Foggy added.

"'Night," Matt added.

Y/N took Matt's hand as they made the familiar trek to her house, Matt not even bothering with his cane since he had Y/N to guide him.

"You're sure it's okay if I come to work for you?" Y/N asked as they walked. "I really don't mind just helping out temporarily until everything gets organized or you guys hire someone else."

Matt nodded. "Honestly, sweetheart, I'm thrilled that you'll be an official member of the Nelson and Murdock team. Not only do I really appreciate the extra help but it'll be great to be able to see you more often, even if we'll both be working." 

He paused. "Unless you've changed your mind?"

Y/N shook her head. "No, of course not, I'm just thinking… How are we going to handle our personal relationship while at the office? I know Karen works for you guys and she and Foggy are dating, but they got together way after you hired her. You literally just gave your girlfriend a job."

"Technically, Foggy gave my girlfriend a job. I just agreed to it."

Y/N playfully tapped him on the arm with her free hand. "You know what I mean."

Matt chuckled. "Yeah, I do. We're a private firm, so there's no rule against nepotism, and either way, it's not like we hired you solely because you're my girlfriend. You're more than qualified for the position. Besides, now that you're an official employee of the firm I can discuss cases openly with you, including our latest. You might have some insight that the rest of us haven't thought of."

He bit his lip. "By the way, thank you again for being so understanding about this morning."

Y/N shook her head. "Seriously, it's not a big deal. What you do is important and I can handle having the morning after date night interrupted on occasion if it means possibly saving a client's life." 

Matt gave her hand a squeeze. "I still want to make it up to you as soon as I can."

They paused outside Y/N's front door.

Y/N grinned. "You know, I'd invite you in but I'm starting a new job tomorrow and I really want to impress my bosses -- well, one of them, anyway. You see, he's this badass lawyer who really cares about helping people in need, and he's smart, and caring, and kind, and very handsome, and he looks great in a business suit…" Y/N trailed a finger down the lapel of Matt's suit. "Looks just as good out of it too, or so I hear. Hell of a good kisser and fantastic in bed, knows exactly how to please a woman."

Matt smirked even as his cheeks turned pink. "Oh really now?"

"Mmhmm." Y/N then reached up and traced the sides of Matt's glasses. "Oh, and he wears these red tinted glasses, which actually kinda give him this sexy air of mystery in addition to just being really cool."

Matt huffed out a laugh and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Sexy, huh?"

Y/N nodded. "Oh yeah. Very sexy."

"Kinda sounds like you're into him. Should I be jealous?"

Y/N pretended to think. "Nah, he already has a girlfriend and seems to be pretty devoted to her. Besides, who needs him when I have a smart, caring, kind, and incredibly hot and sexy boyfriend of my own to whom I'm 100% devoted?"

Matt laughed. "You know, maybe I should walk you to work anyway. Show this new boss of yours that you're spoken for, just in case."

God, Y/N loved him. "Yeah, okay, if you insist . But didn't you tell me that you just hired a new office assistant? Maybe it's me who should be jealous."

Matt pretended to think. "Hmm… well, my new office assistant is very patient, and understanding, and kind, and caring, and she's also beautiful both inside and out… but I'm pretty sure she has a boyfriend."

"Aww, gee, well that's too bad."

Matt shook his head. "Wouldn't matter anyway since I have a patient and understanding and kind and caring and very beautiful girlfriend of my own to whom I'm 100% devoted."

Y/N grinned. "Lucky girl."

Matt shook his head. "I'm definitely the lucky one."

Y/N's face heated. "Matt…"

Matt gave her a kiss on her forehead. "I'll be by around 8:30 tomorrow morning?"

"Sounds great." Y/N tilted her face up and gave Matt a slow and tender kiss. "Good night, honey."

She bit her tongue to keep from adding I love you . As much as she felt it, this wasn't the right moment to say it for the first time.

Matt nuzzled her nose with his before giving her one last peck. "Night, sweetheart. See you in the morning."

Y/N headed in and closed and locked the door behind her. Life can't get much better than this.

#lotmf writes #matt murdock x fem!reader #matt murdock x female reader #matt murdock x reader #matt murdock fanfiction #matt murdock x yn #Salvation Masterlist

[whats-wild-to-you]

Dr. Daredevil (Jay Park AU)

Chaeyeon

'Nurse Jung could become an issue.'

I replayed Kang Hyuntae's words in my mind over and over again.

Jaebeom had left for the hospital but insisted that I stayed here and, as he so eloquently put it, heal.

I was absentmindedly chewing on my french toast when I heard the front door spring open. Thinking that Jaebeom came back because he forgot something, I jumped on my feet, eager to meet him halfway.

Only when I stared into the cold eyes of his grandfather, I realized I was wearing one of Jaebeom's shirt that barely covered my ass.

"Figures." The old man commented dryly.

"Mr. Park, I-"

"Save it. I'll wait here while you get dressed."

Much to my surprise I complied and shuffled back to the bedroom, picking up my clothes that there scattered all over the floor.

"I had no idea Jae-"

"That stupid immature boy really thinks he can keep secrets from me."

"I-"

"Let's get to the point of my surprise visit. Ms. Baek, I'll make it quick. I want you gone! Out of my grandson's bed, and life. Out of Seoul. Tell me, how much will it cost?"

I was so taken aback that for a moment I was glad that I didn't sell my parents's house in Andong. But then I came back to my senses. Jaebeom's grandfather was controlling his life and maybe he was intimidating enough to threaten a few more people but he wouldn't succeed with me.

"I'm not quitting!"

"I gathered that much. I'm sad to say that leaves only one option."

He turned on his feet and left without finishing his thought, but I had a pretty good idea about what was going to happed. He would get me fired. I had no doubt that Jaebeom's grandfather possessed that kind of power. All I could hope for was that Kim Donghyun wouldn't let himself get bullied by an old man with money.

Kang Hyuntae

The minute I saw Chaeyeon walking towards me, I knew something was wrong. All her measly attempts to appear busy and dodge everyone who tried to approach her couldn't fool me.

When she passed by me, nodding her head in greeting, I grabbed her arm and dragged her inside the nearest supply closet.

"What the fuck is wrong?"

"With you? I'd say a lot!"

"Quit bullshitting. What happened?"

She pushed past me, shooting me a warning glare. I decided to let her go, I'd approach her later when she had time to cool off.

But I didn't see her for the rest of the day, and stayed well after I was done with work, waiting for her.

Chaeyeon

Thank God my day turned out to be busy. I welcomed the workload, as it kept my mind from spiraling. There was no doubt in my mind that Jaebeom's grandfather had threatened me. I needed someone to confide in, but I couldn't talk to either Jaebeom or Dr. Kang.

Twelve hours after I entered the hospital this morning I checked up on my last patient and handed my files to the night nurse. My job here was done and I had earned myself a hot bath and a warm meal at home.

"Dr. Baek?"

I turned around, looking into the frightened eyes of a younger doctor.

"The director wants to see you."

Even though I was desperate to take a quick shower and change out of these filthy scrubs, I nodded and changed my direction, walking towards the elevators.

At an easy pace I walked up to Kim Donghyun's office. I had caught a rare case earlier. A patient who came in, displaying conflicting symptoms. Every doctor was in his room, trying to figure out what was wrong with the man, but in the end it was me who diagnosed him correctly. I guess word travelled back to Kim Donghyun and he wanted to congratulate me. Maybe even present me with a premium. Already schemening about how I would spent the money, I pushed down the handle, casually walking in and plopping down on his comfortable couch.

"Hello, Mr. Kim." I said in a chipper tone.

Kim Donghyun looked up from his folder, acknowledging my presence.

"Dr. Baek, you're here."

I was still on a high from my earlier success that I failed to hear the dull tone in his voice.

"I heard you had an interesting case earlier..."

I was grinning from ear to ear, impatiently waiting to hear about my reward.

"... which makes what I'm about to say even more difficult. Dr. Baek, I'm sorry but you're fired."

It was as if someone had dropped a bucket of ice cold water over my head. I was petrified, my mind was racing to make sense of what I just heard, yet I couldn't move my lips to utter that one word swirling around in my head.

Why?

I watched as Kim Donghyun shifted his focus back on the folder on his desk, indicating that our conversation was over.

Just like that?

Fired?

Without any plausible reason?

Really?, the voice in my head screamed.

It took all my willpower to get up and leave his office with my head held high, when all I wanted to do was cry, drop down on my knees and beg him to change his mind.

You know why you're fired!, a much smaller voice answered in my head as I finally shuffled out of his office.

It appeared that Jaebeom's grandfather was a lot more powerful than I had imagined.

Not wanting to deal with anyone, I just exited the hospital, needing to get far away from this place. In reality I was cowering on a park bench in a nearby park, waiting for the time to pass. Eventually I had to go back for my clothes and stuff but the later it got the bigger were my chances to walk into an empty hospital.

It was close to midnight when I heaved my body off the wooden park bench and began walking towards the building. I passed by the security guard who greeted me and turned left heading towards the cafeteria. It was a shortcut. If I took the emergency staircase up to the fourth floor I could avoid the night nurse too.

"There you are!" I heard someone call after me.

I immediately recognized his voice. Moments later he emerged from the shadows.

"Maybe you want to talk about it now?"

"What's the point? You already know!"

"I do. You got fired. Did you run into Jaebeom's grandfather? Where? Did he threaten you? Ask you to leave? Talk to me!"

I cringed when Kang Hyuntae mentioned Jaebeom. For a moment I wondered if he knew. If I would find a dozen unanswered calls and messages on my phone.

"He doesn't know. He left early."

Does that mean everybody else in this hospital knows I was fired?

"I just came back to get my stuff."

"What will you do?"

I just shook my head, unable to form a coherent thought. I'd have to confront myself at some point and seek answers to these questions, but not tonight.

Jaebeom

After I had left work early, I had dinner with some businessmen my grandfather insisted I had to meet. Dinner led to drinks, which led to more drinks at a bar and by the end of the night I was drunk and had to call a substitute driver.

I barely made it into my apartment and sulked when I realized Chaeyeon wasn't there. Surely she must've seen the key I left for her on the shoe rack. I smiled to myself, realizing I probably had to spell it out for her.

I didn't think I was ready for her to move in permanently but I definitely wanted her to use the key and make a surprise appearance every now and then.

My last thought before I drifted off to sleep was how the sheets still smelled like her and how that was the closest this place ever felt to a home.

I texted Chaeyeon first thing in the morning, asking if we could meet outside the hospital for lunch. When I didn't get a text back I chalked it up to her busy schedule. As I walked in through the door I texted Hyuntae, asking him to meet me in my office.

When he showed up, he looked like he had a rough night and an even rougher morning.

"Everything okay? You look like crap."

He nodded, but there was surprise, astonishment and worry in his eyes. His lips formed into an o-shape and he avoided eye contact.

"You're being weird today. Weirder than usual. Hey, have you seen Chaeyeon this morning? She must be super busy!"

He shook his head, trying to squeeze his body past mine even though I was effectively blocking the door.

When I fixated my stare on him he sighed before racking his fingers through his hair.

"Last night Kim fired Chaeyeon."

"What?" The word came out as a angry roar.

Why didn't she contact me? Why didn't Kim contact me?

"I don't know the specifics, all I know is that this has Park Min Gu written all over it!"

"My grandfather? Why would h-" The words stuck in my throat. Of course he would do something like that. He probably had planned it all along.

"I tried to talk to her, yesterday morning, but she wouldn't tell me what was wrong with her!"

"Yesterday morning?!"

My mind was going a mile a minute. I left in my apartment yesterday morning. Could my gr- No! Impossible. I bought the apartment with my own money, using an alias. There's no way he found out I own it. But what if he-

"Fuck! Do you know where she is right now?"

"No idea. I tried to call her but her phone must be turned off."

"What about Lee Kangmin?" I hated this guy with a passion but he was Chaeyeon's friend. Maybe he knew something.

Kang Hyuntae's face lit up. "I didn't even think about asking him. I'll track him down and see what I can find out. I'll text you as soon as I know more."

He patted my shoulder and left me alone with my thoughts.

This time the chairman went definitely too far.

Chaeyeon

Soojung loaded my plate with scrambled eggs and french toast and placed a mug of black coffee next to it.

"Eat. Then talk." She demanded, while angrily stabbing the scrambled eggs with her fork.

I had showed up at her door late last night and initially offered no explanation for my sudden visit.

Instead I noticed the absence of her husband, but not only he was gone. His stuff was gone too.

'We're not going to talk about my failed marriage when you look like you've been crying. Spit it out or I'll make you!'

Soojung had always been intimidating, but because I was her friend I was immune to it. Last night though she was terrifying, so I gave her the Reader's Digest version before curling up into a ball on the couch and falling asleep.

After I had told her the whole story over breakfast the next morning, she sighed, impatiently tapping her perfectly manicured nails on the marble counter.

"What are you going to do next?"

"What else? I'm going back to Andong."

"No way! You have to stay and fight. They can't fire you like this!"

"What's the point? Jaebeom's grandfather has too much influence! I can stay but I won't get hired by another hospital in this city! Mr. Park made sure of that."

"What will you do about Jaebeom? I'm sure he's going to call when he finds out what the old man did. Are you going to ignore him?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "They're family."

"And you really want to go?"

"Want, no! But I have no choice. I'm going to call Hwang Inseok and beg for my old job back, and pray that the news haven't reached his ears yet."

My genius plan backfired, royally, when Hwang Inseok ignored all my calls.

An unnerving thought sat in the pit of my stomach. Did the old man's power reach so far that he was able to manipulate Hwang Inseok too?

Surely that wouldn't be the case, but I had to see for myself. I had to go to Andong and see Hwang Inseok in person.

After charging my phone, I switched it back on and, no surprise, found several dozen messaged and missed calls from Jaebeom. Out of instinct, I blocked his number and asked Soojung for the keys to her car.

-> next chapter

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[aristre]

my love bug, sugarplum, jellybean. pls write me some getou x reader where he is alive and doesn't die thank you <3

my adoration insect, honeypear, puddingpea i will do anything for you. if you asked me to i would circumsize myself with nothing but a sheet of printer paper 8.5x11. i would gladly enroll into ls7c (but not ls7b) if it were your desire for me. be it far from me to let my human limits stop me from achieving anything you wish from me. enjoy..........

geto x reader where he is alive scenario

It’s midday when Satoru sends you a text; one message, succinct, simple, and it takes you five minutes to bother checking what it is.

Suguru’s coming over, he says.

What?

Don’t open the door. But as you run your tongue over your chapped lips and pick up your phone again to reply something quizzical enough to explain to him just how confused you are—three knocks rap against your door. 

Satoru texts again, Don’t open the door, I’ll be over there soon—but you flip your phone over and stumble over to where the knocking has ceased and you swing it open on his hinges. 

"Hey," says Suguru.

"Hey," you repeat after him, and hold his face carefully in your sight. "Is something wrong?"

He smiles and says, "Not much."

“Do you want to come in?”

"No, I won’t be here long," he assures you and hovers at the doorway. You think about inviting him in once more anyways, if only to see him gone from the space between you and the outside world, but he settles a hand against the doorframe and you swallow back the thought. “I was just saying—hi." Surely there is a world of understanding between the two of you then and there, so as Suguru turns to leave you grab his sleeve.

"I'll go with you," you tell him. "I don't care where we go. I don't care what you do. I'll go with you."

Suguru looks at you, about to turn you down. But he must see the stern set of your lips and unflinching gaze of your eyes, since he swallows his words and says, "Okay."

By the time Satoru gets to your house, all that remains is an open door. He will see that nothing's been taken out, save for a single photograph from your photobook. He won't realize until months later, but the photo you took was one of you, him, and Suguru on the beach at Okinawa, the last time the three of you were happy together.

The first few months together on the run isn't so easy. In between trips to villages, the two of you sequester together in cheap hotels. Suguru, more than anything, feels indebted to you. In the mornings you take on some new part time work, and at night you sneak back to where Suguru is. You can change your face enough times so that no trace is left behind, and once you flee to a new city you begin anew.

It gets better after the two of you garner enough allies and settle down with an organization. "You don't need to work anymore," Suguru tells you one night after you return to your shared bedroom. "We're getting enough funds from those monkeys now."

You smile at him. "I don't mind. It gives me something to do anyways, and I like that I'm helping you in some way." Suguru smiles too, and as you cross the room to the bed he reaches his arms out to encircle you.

"Thank you," he says, "for coming with me."

"I told you," you assure him. "I would've gone anywhere with you." That seems reason enough for him to drag you into bed with him, and indeed, the topic of working or not working doesn't come up again that night.

The night before Suguru's plan to capture Special Grade spirit Rika, you curl up beside him. "Are you ready?" you ask him, more a formality than anything else.

He looks so nonchalant. "Haven't I always been?"

"Satoru will be there," you murmur.

"That's fine."

Offhandedly, you comment, "I hear he's a teacher now."

Suguru snorts. "Seems like it. He's always been doing his own thing. I can't imagine what he sees in those students of his."

You know. You know very well. Satoru wants to change this world, just as Suguru does, but he wants to work his way up and Suguru wants to work his way down. This is why they're best friends, you think, because the two of them have always wanted for the same things and gone about it different ways.

"I hope you know," you tell him, "that I love you."

"Of course I do." He brushes the hair past your face and presses a kiss to your forehead. "Who else would've been reckless enough to throw away their life to join me here?" He sounds proud, but you know there's guilt somewhere he doesn't quite admit to.

Suguru has always been kind, even in the cruelty he enacts. And you have always been unkind, despite how you present yourself, so on the day Suguru's laid out for his attack on Jujutsu High, you slip out of the compound and make your way to where he is.

Your footsteps echo against the paved floor as you turn the corner, making your way towards the exit. But just as you stumble forward, so too do you hear the languid steps of the man behind you.

Satoru Gojo, in all his omnipresent glory, stops you in your place with the magnitude of his presence. You need not even attempt an escape now, but hidden by the shadows, you smile to yourself.

"I guess there's no point in running now, right?" you say out loud, and turn around to face him. From within the folds of your robes you withdraw Yuta's student ID and toss it Satoru's way. "Return that while you're at it."

"So that was you too?" The grimace on his face barely lasts as he pockets the thing, and then his expression calms into a stillness so quiet you can hear the melancholy in his voice. "Any last words?"

"You were my only friend," you say solemnly as you take a seat on the floor. "That's all."

Satoru returns a few words in exchange, but you don't listen to them. You wait, instead, for an impact to come. You only hope that you've taken enough time out of the esteemed Satoru Gojo's schedule. You only hope that you've done enough.

Hollow Purple rips through your remaining arm first. It is akin to instant death, but you hold on long enough to release your cursed energy and see the way Satoru's eyes widen.

"Why is it you?" How proud you should be of yourself for tricking him, your former classmate, your former friend, but instead you succumb to silent numbness instead.

"He's gone by now," you barely spit out, blood gushing from your mouth as it spills down your chin. "Sorry, Satoru..." I couldn't let you kill your only friend too, you think to yourself, but the light has already left your eyes and you think, ah, how nice it was I could at least let him go this time.

By the time Satoru drags your corpse to Shoko, all of your disguise will be gone. He will have your ashes collected in a urn and placed securely within the Jujutsu High compound. And when, one day, there are reports that a break-in has only resulted in the loss of your final remains, he will turn a blind eye.

#suguru geto #geto suguru #suguru x reader #geto x reader #reader insert #x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #scenario #writing

[theink-stainedfolk]

Pretty Boy Across The Street pt.2

Today is my birthday.... And I'm supposed to celebrate it. But unfortunately, my jobs don't allow me that. Out of all the days, all my jobs needed me urgently. One of my colleagues at the Gizmo Museum took a leave and I had to fill in for them. At the museum was evacuated and it was my job to guard the C-pop idol group that was performing. Then I got the notification from the broomstick shop Hocus Pocus that Nethervolly team - The Red Pythons - needs to fix their broomsticks. After fixing their broomsticks, I had to play harp at 2 places, one at the wedding and second at the The Rapid Cherry bar. They needed a historical- romantic themed background music.

It was a very hectic day. I plopped down on my bed as soon as I came. I checked the time on my phone and it was 2:46. At this time, what I needed the most was sleep..My head was aching, my eyes were red and burning. Even though I tried to sleep, I couldn't.. It was 3:56 now...

I shimmied out of my jeans and t-shirt and put on my pajamas, as I picked up my jeans, something fell out of the pocket. It was Verity's business card. MAGICAL AID FOR EVERYTHING written in silver calligraphy caught my eye. Then I remembered his words.. "This is my business card, just in case if you'd need my help! See you next time Mr. Maurin Laurel!".... "Just in case... You'd need my help..."

Even though I was hesitant to go to him, I somehow found myself in front of his door. I knocked and waited. On the second thought, nobody would be awake at 4 o'clock, so I turned back. As soon as I did that, the door opened. 

" Hel-Oh! Maurin! I didn't expect you to be here!" 

"Hey.... Neither did I.." I said awkwardly. 

"What made you come here?" 

"I... I um.." I didn't know how to explain my situation to him. He fixes major problems. On the other hand, I, with a stupid sleeping problem arrives at his door... "I can't sleep" I said it. My eyes tightly shut. "It has been for like.... 15 or 16 years and I can't sleep. I tried so hard, I went to the doctors, to therapist ate disgusting medicines took meditation but nothing helped. Right now.. I'm desperate for a sleep. I do not care if it's only for 30 minutes or even 15. I just need my eyes closed, ears blocked. I want to rest. Please help me Verity. You... Are my last hope. "

After a few minutes, when I looked at him, I saw a playful smirk on his face. 

" You came at the right place. Maurin, I've been working on a potion, and I I would like you to try it. Please come in. "

I hesitantly entered his house. Despite his extravagant exterior, the interior was surprisingly indie-type. Alot of Plants everywhere. A small 2 seater dining table, open kitchen and comfy sofa and TV in front, and he took he to a room which looked like a forest... It had many potion and plants. And an eerie smell. 

"So I'll give you to tes-" 

"Um. I'm sorry Verity... What.. What is this smell?" 

"Smell? That's the potion I'm brewing." 

"It smells... Weird.." I said smelling some more. 

"Oh really?" he said taking out a notepad out of nowhere. "What does it smell like to you?" 

"It smells like.." I said thinking hard "Forest?.... Cold dew-y forest" 

"uh - huh" 

"it also smells like dried rose and chamomile, with..... Mint?" 

"And how does it make you feel?" 

"it makes me feel like I am.... Not here." 

"Where are you then?" 

"I don't know.... I'm somewhere... Somewhere high, above... Lying on the clouds above the cold dew-y forest." I said, as my vision kept getting darker and I began swaying. "Verity..." 

"Huh?" he said looking up from his notepad. 

"I feel like I am floating... Please catch me... I'm.. Falling.." Verity's shocked doe eyes and face is all I remember. 

"OOOOHHH-OHMYGOD" Verity exclaimed as he caught falling Maurin in his arms, dropping his favorite pen and notepad in between.  "Oh god-you're too heavy!" he said dragging him in his bedroom. 

After dropping him off his bed, he sighed. "I never expected you to be so sensitive Maurin" he smirked. "Shall I gift you A Scented candle for your belated birthday?" he thought as he saw him sleeping peacefully, just like he requested.  

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[luminouslune]

Summer Camp 🌱

Pairing: Taki x reader

Genre: fluffiest fluff

Strangers to potential lovers?

It's summer finally. I could literally be doing anything I wanted. But no. "Mom please don't make me go to summer camp this year!" I whined. "Y/n no, you're going, you know I hate when you're alone at home doing nothing." She said, looking at me sternly. "But mom-" She cut me off. "Hey, don't argue, you're going, it's final. I have to go to work, pack your suitcase so you can have it ready by tomorrow morning when I take you." She said, walking out the door. I sighed and rolled my eyes to no one in particular. "I'm not a little kid anymore, why do I still have to do this?" I said under my breath. I stuffed a few outfits into my suitcase along with other essentials. After I finished I fell onto my bed, looking at the text my friend sent me.

F/n: Y/n did you pack already??

You: Yeah😒

F/n: haha not so stoked I see

F/n: it'll be a lot more fun this year

You: why do you say that? 🤨

F/n: the older kids get a lot more freedom we get to have parties and go out on our own

You: eh I guess it doesn't sound too bad then

F/n: See!

F/n: I'll see you tmmr y/n! 🤭

You: see ya🌝

I sighed and sat up again checking the time. 10:38pm. Guess I should head to bed then. I thought, getting under the covers. I looked up at my dark ceiling, I'm not quite sure how long I stared at it but I eventually fell asleep.

"Y/n! Get up we gotta go!" I heard my mom yell from the kitchen. I blinked a few times to make my blurry morning vision go away. "Coming.." I said, sounding groggy due to just waking up. I threw on a quick outfit and dragged my suitcase out of my room. "Put your things in the car, I'll be out in a second." She said, looking around in her purse for something. I nodded, walking out the door. I quickly put my suitcase in the back seat, sitting myself in the front passenger seat. "Alright let's go." My mom said, getting in and putting the car into 'drive'.

Time skip

"I love you sweetie, text me everyday! Two months is a long time!" My mom said from the open window. I smiled softly. "I will mom, love you." I said, waving at her and turning to check in. "Hello, welcome to summer camp again Y/n." The lady said. "Hi Ms. Mara." I said. "This year you'll be in cabin 12 with F/n, Taki, and Harua." She said, handing me a key. "Got it... sorry, who's Taki and Harua?" I asked cluelessly. "They're new campers." She smiled. I nodded, making my way to the cabin.

I gently opened the door, walking in silently. "Hello..?" I called out, checking if anyone was around. I walked up stairs peering into a room. "Oh hey Y/n!" F/n exclaimed. ".. hey, uh.. I'm guessing you're gonna share a room with him then huh?" I questioned her. "Yeah, I think it'd be a good idea to make new friends this year." She said, smiling. I chuckled softly. "Okay then." I said, walking out to the next room. I lightly knocked on the door frame. "Hello?" I said, looking towards the boy in the room. He quickly turned towards me. "Oh, hey.. we're sharing this room huh?" He said.

"Yeah.." I answered him, putting my suitcase on my bed. "The name's Y/n, I'm guessing your Taki since my friend is with Harua." I said, sitting on my bed. "Yup that's me.. I would've partnered with Harua but I guess your friend was one step ahead of me." He said, laughing a bit. "Yeah.. sorry about her, she just likes new people." I said, looking at him. There was a bit of awkward silence after that until a few minutes later when Taki spoke again. "Hey, I heard there's a new trail they opened. Wanna check it out with me?" He asked with a grin on his face. "Oh, yeah sure." I said, following behind him out the door.

"So what brings you to summer camp?" I asked, looking over at him as I walked. "I'm not sure, I guess I just wanted something to do." He answered, not so sure of his answer. I nodded. "Lucky. You get to come voluntarily." I said laughing a little. "Oh you don't have a choice? Do you hate it that much?" He asked smirking at me. I rolled my eyes playfully. "I don't know, it just makes me feel childish." I said, climbing up a steep hill as we hiked up the trail. "Childish?" He laughed. "Shut up.." I said, smiling. We stopped as we made it up the hill. "Woah.." I said as the word escaped my lips looking at the view. The sky had orange, yellow, and pink painted onto it making an effortlessly perfect sunset. I looked over at Taki, seeing him admire the sunset silently.

He turned towards me a bit after making me look away quickly. A small blush spread across my face. I kept my gaze on a certain cloud in the sky, attempting to compose myself, pulling my phone out taking a selfie with the sunset behind me. I slightly felt Taki's shoulder brush against my arm as he leaned in to be in the photo. I giggled a little holding up a piece sign, Taki copying me as I snapped the photo, silently looking at the photo making me smile a bit. "We should head back before it gets dark." I said, looking up at him. He nodded. "Yeah let's go, make sure to watch your step." He said, cautiously walking down the steep hill. When he made it down he held his hand out for me to grab, making sure I don't fall.

I smiled a little and went to gently grab his hand as I walked down. "Thanks.." I said, releasing his hand. "Yeah.. no problem." He said quietly. We walked back to the cabin in a comfortable silence.

Two months went by like the blink of an eye with Taki. We ate our lunches together. Went down multiple trails. Went to a few parties. Until, eventually it was time go home. It was a bitter-sweet departure.

I put my suitcase into the back of my mom's car once more and turned to Taki. "I uhm..." He started. "Here.. just something you can have to remind you of me.." He said handing me his hoodie. I smiled softly, taking the piece of clothing from him and holding it to my chest. I quickly turned to unzip my suitcase and pull out a teddy bear. "Then here..." I said, handing him the bear. "So you have something too." I smiled at him. He let out a soft laugh. "Bye Y/n.." He said, looking at me. "Bye Taki.." I said, ruffling his hair gently, walking into my car. My mom drove off as I looked out the window towards Taki until I couldn't see him anymore.

Until next summer Taki.

©luminouslune

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[thestargirlfromoon]

Saeran x Reader

I reincarnated as an

extra believer of Mint Eye.

Chapter 3

Summary:

You reincarnated in your favorite otome game: Mystic Messenger, but you didn't reincarnate as the protagonist or the villain, you reincarnate as one of the random Mint Eye believer who is so irrelevant that you wasn't even mentioned in the game and have a mysterious past.Will you be able to survive trapped in a religious cult, being just an extra whose existence has no relevance in the story?you will be able to find a happy ending after falling madly in love with a hacker who love flowers and is one of the protagonist's love interests?

When i woke up in the morning on my small table there was a huge basket, inside it were medicine for pain, assorted fruits and a bouquet of flowers. It was all so well organized and there was a little note.

" C002 I will pray you get better soon ^^ when you finish your chores please meet me in the garden in the evening, an outdoor picnic I think will make you feel better.

~Ray."

I found myself smiling as I read his note, his handwriting is so beautiful. After eating I went to perform all the tasks of a Mint eye believer in a hurry.

At lunchtime I was allowed to go to the kitchen to get something.I realized that if I didn't do my tasks i wouldn't be allowed to eat since I saw a believer being barred from the kitchen for not finishing half of her tasks. I am relieved that i have decided to collaborate since i came to here, if I did otherwise I would be starving.

After eating I decided to go to Ray's room to take food and thank him for the basket but he wasn't there.

Time passed and it was night, after completing the tasks I decided to go to the garden hoping to find Ray and thank him but Ray was not in the garden. I stayed there for a long time until I decided to go back to my room.

I lay on the bed and decided to text Ray;

" Hi Ray, thank you so much for the basket."

I waited a while for an answer but he didn't reply the message.

I checked the time on my phone and it was midnight, i was exhausted.

When I finally decided to put my cell phone away to go to sleep I heard a loud knock on the door.

Hoping it wasn't a believer wanting me to do more chores, I got up, still sleepy and opened the door.

-It took a while, you're so slow. I looked up at the owner of the voice, it was Ray.

-Ray! where have you been all da- I stopped when I noticed he was using a black suit, it was Saeran.

He just stared at me for a while before laughing sarcastically.

-So it's because of you that Ray has been neglecting work? you're so graceless and that includes your appearance.He said entering my little room before I could do anything.

-Saeran? but what..."it was too early for him to show up" I thought. Mc arrived yesterday so why? if i remember correctly it was on the 7th/8th day after Mc came to magenta that he appeared for the first time.

-The cat ate your tongue useless maid?Saeran approached me causing me to stumble and fall on the bed sitting with him soon standing above me.

-I'll say it only once so listen, if you don't want me to end your existence it's better to just follow my orders from now on you understand you idiot? he spoke staring at me with a somber expression and I just looked at him perplexed.

-I asked if you understood! Saeran shouted impatiently, shaking my shoulders.

-I understood. I replied quickly by reflex, still disoriented with the whole situation.

-Lower your voice when talking to me! you are now my personal pet, this will serve you well considering you are always obeying other believers like a dog so try not to be as useless and incompetent as you always are.He said coming closer and biting my neck hard.

I let out a squeal as the sudden pain and i jostled him, Saeran almost fell from the push. Trying to regain his balance he glared mad at me.

-But who do you think you are! he exploded irritably grabbing my wrist tightly and dragging me through the corridors.

-Where are we going? I asked a little scared by his outburst. He wouldn't put me in one of the cells in the basement just because I pushed him would he?

I tried to get out of his grip, still scared but he abruptly threw me into his cold room full of monitors.I falled sitting on the floor scared trying to understand why he brought me to his room and before I could react to anything I heard a clicking sound.

I looked in horror at my ankle, he had chained me.

-How does it feel knowing you'll have to spend the rest of your days here? Saeran laughed sadistically as he sat back in his chair and watched me desperately trying to remove the chain attached to my ankle.

After a while of failing miserably to free myself, I decided to stop and finally look at Saeran who was the whole time looking mockingly at me and laughing as I tried to free myself.

I stared at him with confusion in search of understanding why he was doing all this to me.He noticed my pouting and questioning look but instead of explaining what the madness was going on he just walked out of the room leaving me alone on the floor of his cold computer room.

When he came back he threw something black at me, when I looked better I realized that it was a long black dress.

-You are no longer Mint Eye's property but mine, if you understand, change. after saying that he directed his attention to the computers and started hacking.

Afraid of what he might do if I went against his orders, I hurriedly put on the dress, Mint eye cloak not being a good clothing option anyway.

After changing I found myself just looking at the floor silently thinking of a way to escape of this situation, when I stopped listening to the sound of keyboard keys being pressed and looked up, I came across the mint eyes of Saeran.

-It doesn't matter what you wear you're still ugly, you're completely ruining my eyes you know that? he laughed evilly going back to hacking after making one of his nasty comments.

The hours passed and with that I started to feel sleepy again, when I couldn't bear to keep my eyes open I balled up the mantle I was using before to support my head and slept on the cold floor.

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[buckysxgal]

We're Here Now

Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary: "I love you. I didn't want to admit it before, because I was... so afraid of what could happen. But we're here now, and I love you." [FIX-IT-FIC]

1.2k words | AO3

Warnings: go easy on me, this is my first time even writing for this fandom. Mentioned gore, hospitals. Hurt/comfort. Fluff

[Prompt is from an unknown source its been in my notebook for so long, if anyone knows please let me know so I can credit appropriately]

Time felt like it had slowed down as Eddie cut the rope leading to the Upside Down. I could hear Dustin screaming his name beside me but it was like I was frozen in place watching as Eddie turned ran to his doom. I felt a hand grab at my arm which shocked me out of my frozen state.

"We've got to go back!" Dustin screamed tears already welling in the his eyes.

"Come on lets grab this chair, I'll go up first and grab the mattress for you." I told him, dragging over the nearest dining chair. I stood atop the chair and took a deep breath before flinging myself up towards the gate. I landed on my right arm with a sickening crunch. I whimpered in pain, standing up quickly and pushing the mattress over with my feet.

I turned around heading towards the trailer door, I probably should've waited for Dustin to come to the other side but I needed to get to Eddie. I needed to make sure he lived. I went outside and noticed a large swam of bats circling around something. I started making my way over to them.

"Eddie!" I shouted, spotting him in the middle of the swarm fighting off hoards of bats. I watched again in slow motion as the bats got the better of him. It felt as if I was running through a sea of molasses trying to reach him in time. I could hear Dustin behind me also screaming for Eddie.

By time I had reached Eddie the bats had fallen to the ground around him. I slid to the ground next to him and cradled his head in my hands.

"Eddie?" I spoke softly, his eyes fluttered open. He gave me a small grin.

"Hey Princess." I frowned, tears welling up in my eyes.

"Don't 'Hey Princess' me." I mumbled through the tears. Dustin caught up and ran to the other side of Eddie.

"Oh god Eddie." He choked out.

"Is it bad?" He asked, coughing slightly. I took a look down to his torso, his white hellfire shirt slowly turning red on the bottom. I grabbed his face in my hands and leaned down to touch his forehead to mine.

"You're going to be OK. We're going to get you out of here." I told him. He gave me another grin, his eyes starting to close.

"I love you." He mumbled before his eyes closed. A tear rolled down my cheek as Dustin sobbed.

I put my fingers against his neck, on the pressure point and checked for a pulse. It was there, faintly, but it was there.

"There's still a pulse." I whispered. Dustin looked up at me with a puzzled face. "There's still a pulse!" I said louder as I heard footsteps running up behind us.

"Oh god." I heard from behind me. I turned my head and saw Steve, Robin and Nancy. I gently shifted Eddie and stood up. I pointed to Steve.

"Help Dustin get him out of this place." Steve nodded and took over my spot and helped Dustin lift Eddie up to carry him. We hurried back to the trailer slowly made our way back to the regular Hawkins.

・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

By now everyone had left the hospital except for me, Lucas and Erica. With the promise to Mrs. Sinclair that I would bring them home when the nurses kicked us out. I wrapped Lucas up in a hug, rubbing his back as I could feel my shirt dampening.

"I'll be in room 219, if you need me OK." He nodded. I looked over at Erica, her nodding in acknowledgement. I looked over at poor Max, hooked up to a million machines and wrapped in casts, I felt my eyes well up as I stepped out of the room and made my way down the hall towards Eddie's room. The door cracked open just enough for me to see a nurse writing things down on her clipboard. I walked in quietly so I didn’t disturb her and sat in the chair near his bed. I stared at him, they had washed the blood off of his face. I reached out and brushed some hair back away from his face.

I heard the click of the pen and felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Miss?" I jumped slightly in my seat turning towards the nurse.

" 'M sorry, what did you say?" I asked her. She gave me a sympathetic smile and repeated what she had said. They weren't sure when or if Eddie would wake up.

"Is there any other family we can reach?" She spoke softly. I nodded and gave her the name of Wayne's workplace. She wrote it down and left the room closing the door behind her. I turned my attention back to Eddie. I grabbed his hand and laid my head on the bed, close to the hand I was holding. I didn't notice I had fallen asleep until I felt another hand on my shoulder. I looked over to see Lucas and Erica looking down at me.

"Is it time to go?" I asked them quietly. They nodded, I stood up and put my coat on. "Come on kiddos." I said wrapping an arm around both of them, leading them out of the hospital room.

"Any news on Max?" I asked Lucas. He shook his head.

"They don't know if she'll wake up. She was dead for an entire minute." I took a deep breath. I hoped they would both make it out of this.

・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

It had been a few weeks since that night and so far I had been going to the hospital everyday. Showing up as soon as visitation allowed and only leaving when the nurses made me go. There was one nurse who let me stay past visitation hours, especially if I had fallen asleep. Dustin and Wayne had been by to visit almost every day. I talked to Eddie constantly, hoping that maybe he'd wake up. I slipped my hand into his and pressed my lips to it.

"I love you." I mumbled out against his hand. "I didn't want to admit it before, because I was... so afraid of what could happen." A tear slipped down my face, shockingly, I'd been crying so much recently I wasn't sure if I had tears left.

"But we're here now, and I love you." I whispered. It was silent for a few moments then I felt his finger move. My head shot up and I stared at his hand, willing it to move again. In my staring I hadn't noticed a very important moment.

"You know," Eddie's voice came through, raspy and dry. "My eyes are up here." My eyes shot over to his and my vision blurred with tears.

"Hey sweetheart." He smiled at me. I let out a watery laugh and hugged him as best I could without hurting him. "Did ya miss me?" He asked quietly. I nodded pulling away from him.

"Of course I did. I'm going to call for a nurse," I said pouring him a glass of water. "Drink." He accepted the cup graciously and took small sips as I left to go grab a nurse. A small smile gracing my face for the first time in a while.

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