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#god i'm so annoyed. i'm almost angry. and i'm almost crying
mondfahrt · 2 years
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one day a show will have a couple not get married. like, they will talk about it, they’ll probably fight about it, too, you know, for the drama, and then when there’s a tragedy that ultimately ends the fight, they’ll decide not to get married. instead, with all the money they’re not spending on a wedding, they’ll do a cool trip, or buy a new couch, or give to charity, or fucking invest in something or whatever. and they’ll live happily ever after, or they won’t, whatever, but not once will they fucking talk about marrying again.
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natailiatulls07 · 9 months
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Wholesome moments
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Formula one grid & female!driver!reader
Summary - 5 wholesome moments
Warning - none tbh, happy crying?? Being drunk??
Reader drives for RedBull
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One - Late to post race press
I was in my drivers room, relaxing after a race. Strolling through tiktok when my manager, Emma, rushs in looking annoyed. "Oh hi Emma" I offer her a small smile which seems to only annoy her more.
"What are you doing?!" Her tone angry, by now I was confused. Pointing down to my phone which had a random tiktok playing on repeat. "You have the post race press, it was meant to start ten minutes ago but their waiting on you!" It was only then when I finally looked at the time, she was right.
Jumping up from the leather sofa, rushing out of my room toward the conference room with Emma close behind. Walking in, I could see everyones eyes on me. "Hey...so sorry for my tardiness" Laughing at myself awkwardly whilst everyone soon joined in with laughter.
Sit down in my seat between Fernando and Carlos. "So tell us Y/n what was so important that time fell away from you?" Turning my head to Daniel who had a smug smile on his face.
"Well if you must know Danny, tiktok has become very addictive recently" I wore a sheepish smile on my face as the room once again erupted in laughter.
"See kids these days, hooked to their phone" Daniel replied, shaking his head knowingly. It wsm't long before the laughter died down and we started press with myself in attendance.
Two - Prankster
If there was one thing on the paddock that I was known for it would be my notorious prank on anyone and everyone. LIke one time, I posted a instagram announcing 'my retirement'. This meant that I had my phone blowing up, texts, comments, missed calls and etc. I remember about two minute after I posted the instagram, I could a call from Christian. "Hey Chris!"
"What the hell Y/n?! What is going on with your instagram post?" I had to surpress my laughter and acted somewhat sad. He sounded upset, this made me feel almost sad for him.
"Oh yeah I know that its the middle of the season but I found some thing better for myself.." It was going great, I loved it. After a few seconds of silence, he came back to his sense.
"What could you have possible found that is better than not only driving for Redbull but for formula one?!" His voice was soon becoming more and more annoyed, and what I was about to say would set him off.
It was really hard to surpress myself from laughing when I told him the 'better thing'. "Have you ever heard of dog food tasters?" One could only imagine what his head was going through.
Yet again there was a few seconds of an awakward silence, a silence to sit through and not laugh. "Y/n... you're kidding me, you're the fussiest person I have ever met! And you're going to from fucking formula one and redbull to a dog food taster... you won't even drink coffee, let alone dog food!"
I could no longer hold in my laughter, doubling over I could hear Chris questioning my laugh. "Oh my god! You actually believed me, Christian I'm not leave redbull or formula one. I just pranked you" Dead silence until I heard Christian chuckle.
“I should of known, you little prankster” Let’s just say for the rest of the day, my phone would not turn off. Nearly every other driver on the grid calling, anxiety coursing through their heads.
Three - the little weight
It was the yearly FIA prize giving ceremony, everyone swapped out of their uniforms for gowns and suits. Hair and makeup done.
Sat in the buzzing venue, the night of celebrations meant I had not kept track of the amount of alcohol I was downing. Until I was announced as rookie of the year.
Raising from my seat, I made my way to stage. The crowd were clapping and cheering, I could see the other drivers sporting proud smiles.
Arriving to the mic which sat in the middle of the stage, I was handed my trophy. “Oh wow, thank you! I would like to say that I love you all and I’m that I want to thank Alex Turner for this because he is hot!” All it was rambling, I continued to ramble until Lando stood up from his seat.
“Quick question! Y/n how many drinks have you had?” His voice contained both concerns and amusement.
Holding up my free hand with two fingers, almost proudly. This small gesture made everyone burst into a light laughter. “Oh god! You are so drunk..” Lando trailed off whilst climbing up the stairs before walking me off stage.
“Come on, I think it’s time we start getting some water down you and maybe getting you home” He continued to walk me over to the grand reception where we waited for a taxi and drank some water.
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Waking up the next morning, I was in my bed. Looking over at my phone, I could see a text from Lando along with other notifications probably regarding last night.
‘Hey kiddo, I managed to get you back to your apartment last night. Maybe next time don’t drink as much
Lots of love your big brother’
Checking social media, I immediately got embarrassment as my drunken ramble went viral.
Four - First F1 podium
“Okay Leclerc and Hamilton have a hot 7 seconds gap between you and them, keep pushing” It was the Austrian race and I had somehow settled myself into p2.
My anxiety was on an all time high when I was racing but currently being in p2 made that anxiety worsen. “Copy..” I was focused on getting that podium.
It would be my first podium, and even if I didn’t stand in pole position I would be happy. “How many laps left?” I asked my race engineer through the radio, I wanted to finish the race as soon as possible.
“Only two laps left, you can do it!” Only two that was reassuring to say the least. I could hear crowd cheering but I didn’t let that next my focus from the p2 spot.
“One lap left! Keep pushing!” One lap. One more lap until could stand on that podium for the first time. I accelerated the car, there was no chance I would catch Max but I had to keep that distance from the Ferrari and Mercedes behind me.
“There’s the checkered flag! You can do!” I could see the line and flag waving in the distance, it was only when I crossed the line that I really let my focus go and come to the realisation that I was on the podium.
“I did it! I fucking did it! P2 baby! That’s what I like to hear!” I could my race engineer laugh at my antics of the radio, whilst also tell me that they were incredibly proud.
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Standing on the podium, I looked over at the crowd. A large smile was planted on my face. “Kiddo you did it! You’re on the podium!” I heard Max who was of course in p1 exclaim beside me.
I was soon soaked in sweet champagne, I didn’t care if it ruined my hair. All I cared about was the position I finished today’s race with.
Five - P1…oh how I like this view
Once again I was sat in the redbull car, awaiting for my the race to begin. I was very lucky to be granted pole position in Monaco of all places. It was tense as we all waited for the five lights to flash out.
And when the did, I was off leaving the wait line in no time. Tackling every tight curve, accelerating when ever I saw someone even get close to me.
I could feel the blazing sun down on my race suit. I could smell the scent of burning rubber. I could hear crowds who had lined the tracks. I could taste the exhaust filled air. But I felt like I had gone blind, just focusing on the track and maintaining my car from any possible damage.
Whilst in pit stop, my anxiety ran through the heavens. Just wanting to get back on the track and end with my win.
I was up against some of the best of the best. And I had to hold onto the pole position, hold onto that winning position.
“Verstappen is just over 5 seconds behind you so not much of a gap, keep pushing when you can” My race engineer was aware of anxiety when it came to racing, but she was also aware of my hunger for that winning position.
“Copy, how many laps?” Once again I was twisting around the narrow corners.
“Three, if you push the gap bigger you’ll probably win!” That’s was all I needed to give me motivation to push as hard as I can.
Pressing down on the accelerator, I heard the rumbling of my car increase in sound.
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After three agonising laps, I could see the checkered flag being waved. Tears were welling up on my waterline. It was only when I cross that finish line when I then let them fall down my cheeks.
“I did… I’m first” I whispered, so only myself and my face engineer could hear. It was barely audible over the loud crowds who were cheering me on for my first win.
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Finally standing above the number felt great. I felt tall, empowered, unstoppable and proud. Everyone was cheering as I was handed the trophy. Off to the side were the rest of the drivers who hadn’t won podium stood smiling up at me.
I felt that familiar family love once again. I always did whether I didn’t place top ten or if I had gotten to that first place position. I would be lying if I didn’t feel that love to them in return.
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hxmocrastic · 1 year
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Blowing Off Steam
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✮ pairing ; Gekko x M!Reader ✮ summary ; Gekko can't seem to keep his eyes off you, He can't help but feel his pants tighten everytime he catches sight of you. So he decides to blow off steam... ✮ a/n ; Sorry if he's ooc y'all I made this at 4:30 😭 also readers a muscle Bottom🤭 ✮ warnings ; ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+ Masturbation ; 18+ Twt Links ; NSFW Thoughts ; Erection ; Domination
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The scarlet colored ball toppled off the side of the basket. Gekko let out a sigh of frustration, "Why can't this damn ball fall through the hoop!?" He cursed.
Dizzy tilted it's head towards the boy inquisitively and nuzzled into his arm. Gekko looked towards her and smiled. "I'm alright, little homie. You don't got nothing to worry about" He lied.
In truth, he was downright annoyed and frustrated in many ways than one. God he hated those heated (e/c) eyes that'd make his heart drop to the pits of his stomach. He hated how one jiggle of your ass made all the blood in his body rush to his dick. He hated those plump juicy lips that'd make his balls drop to the floor.
It took all his self control not to pin you to the ground, throw your legs over his shoulders and fuck you into the mattress — ⭐
'god mateo stop thinking with your dick' he thought.
His zipper was on the edge of snapping , he can't even think of you without his nuts being sore. You had so much influence on him, he even had wet dreams of you. And they were always the same;
You on your back your face red and drenched with tears as he pounds into you relentlessly.
Gekko was glaring at his skateboard without even realizing it. He stepped on it and began to speed out of the court. He needed to blow off some steam.
Gekko launched open the door to his house and slammed it right after. 'I need to make this quick'. His mother was out of town for the time being and Gekko needed something to relieve his problem. Thankfully he had just the right thing.
He bent down underneath his bed and grabbed the recent bought lube he stashed away and frantically tugged at the belt of his pants.
Gekko wasn't one to masturbate often. The only time he did was when he was in desperate need for relief. And this is one of those times.
He threw away his jeans and practically ripped his underwear, freeing his erection from the confines of the cloth.
His cock stood there swinging back and forth and as hard as ever.
The agent plopped down on the couch and grabbed his cock. He pumped it a few times and reached for the lube simultaneously releasing his veiny shaft to squirt the clear liquid in his palm.
Once he was satisfied with the amount he brought his soaked hand around his cock once again and began fisting it.
Gekko wasn't the biggest, but he wasn't the smallest either — His cock was 8 in inches but was notable girthy in width. His cock is especially veiny and pink at the tip with tattoos running down the underside.
He felt a trickle of sweat slither down his ear. His skin was dampened and moist with sweat, his neon tank top sticking to his skin like he just left a sauna.
He kept his meaty rod clasped within his shining fist, pumping it at an exceptionally slow pace. His breath hitched as he forged lewd images of the infamous crush who caused this mess.
You.
He imagined grasping your two mounds of flesh sitting on your chest, as your silken walls contract around his cock.
He imagined the stench of musky sex permeates the room, as you panted for him to go faster.
Gekko was heaving at this point, he was on the edge of cumming causing his cock to grow an angry shade of red while veins protruded. Almost as if it were about to explode. His fist pumped his phallus with a greater ferocity, as he threw his head back facing the ceiling.
Soon enough he found himself thrusting into his palm, imagining it was your ass that clamped so tightly around his length.
In one flush movement he released a cry from his lips, his orgasm crashing down on him with impeccable force. Semen spurted from his enraged slit, gushing and spewing from the tip. He panted profusely and remove his now dormant hand from his spouting member.
He threw his head back down drawing frantic breaths of air. A loppy side grin fell upon his face. Though his mind was still hazy he got rid of his cause of stress and that was to be happy for.
"Chirp"
His eyes expanded to the size of meal sized plates. Gekko whipped his head towards the sound only to be met with the presence of three gawking creatures.
He didn't have time to collect the situation as he heard the twisting of his doorknob.
Part two is in progress - > 👆
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Can I get a GOD! Reader with Poseidon, Thor, buddha, Loki
Were reader has a lover and one day war breaks out between the gods. And reader's lover is one of the gods that lost their life and the one who killed them is (Poseidon, Thor, Loki).
(My request is based on zhongli and guizhong story)
This wasn't implied to be yandere or not but there is def gonna be some Yandere in Loki's for sure because it's Loki. I'm also not really adding Buddha in this, sorry, but I have a three character limit!
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They had always been jealous of your lover, that much was certain. If it wasn't for the war, it could even be labeled as a crime of blind passion (or obsession depending on the god).
"This wasn't what I wanted."
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- All Thor wanted...all he could have dreamed of was to be with you, but as he watch your lover turn to dust, as does that dream he had held on too so tightly.
- It probably didn't help that he looked so emotionless and stoic, he couldn't help it. That was how his face was. He felt remorse immediately, wishing he could undo what he had just done instead of having to hear you cry and mourn.
- He can't remember much of the moment but he knew his feelings got the best of him when your lover was the God who challenged him. He had already won your love, won your hand, and Thor simply couldn't let him win that little fight. Not after he had taken all of you and left Thor with nothing but the memories of what could've been.
- That's all they'll be now, memories. You hit him but don't do much damage, he still allows himself to stand there and take it. Take it because he deserves it for putting you through so much pain. Your lover may have been gone but so were his chances with you.
- When you suddenly sob and weakly fall against his chest, he holds you and whispers an apology. He knows it won't fix this but it was the only comfort that he could give you. Truly, he wishes things would have turned out differently.
"What's been done can not be undone."
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- He was cruel enough to say that you almost deserved it for not choosing him from the start. Poseidon is a prideful person, despite the fact that he truly held you near and dear to his heart; he wouldn't bother apologizing.
- It won't fix anything, it won't bring your lover back, and he can tell from your eyes that your heart was now filled with hatred and loathing. If you had any feelings for the god of the seas, they were gone now.
- You will not see him beg for forgiveness because he knows it will never be enough. If you loved your partner as passionately and as deeply as he loves you, he also would forever be mad.
- He would still have the audacity to try and convince you to be with him, you know, after killing your lover.
- Even if you don't choose him, at least he knows you won't choose anyone else because as much as it sickened him to say it, your lover was your world. So even if his chances to have you fall in love with him end up zero, it brings him a cold comfort to know that at least you'll feel the same
"He took you from me first!"
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- Loki can't even claim he felt a single amount of remorse, not when the moment he saw your lover was open, he took that moment to strike them down. He was brutal and he was quick and they didn't even have time to react.
- It was just payback in Loki's mind. He longed and yearned for you for the longest time and YOUR STUPID LOVER SAW THAT AND TOOK YOU. It was their own fault that they died, if they had just realized you were HIS then they'd be alive.
- Might even laugh at you as your grieving for them. After all, they died so easily at his hand. However he soon gets annoyed because you distance yourself from him, he expected you to at least shout and try to kill him but you just...sulked. And that wasn't any fun.
- He'll try to egg you on to at least get mad at him but you knew it was what he wanted, that it'd only add to his satisfaction, and you were too tired to be angry at him anyways. Your heart still heavy with grief. Loki becomes even more moodier because even after they're dead, they're still stealing you away from him!
- This god feels like he'll die without your attention. Look at him, scream at him, hate him, love him. As long as it's from you, he'll want it all. So when you don't even acknowledge his existence, he will act out like a child. He's too angry to care and you're too heartbroken.
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hi new one's! You open for request am I right? If you don't mind I want some Obey me smut for brothers if can't all of them just Lucifer and Satan :>
how will they react when their beloved MC is angry at them for some reason and refuses to have sex for a whole month ( wow cruel) when the MC is not angry anymore and the brothers become Brutal during their Bed activity -////- specific kink ? I'm ok with Breeding and Spanking
I hope this isn't too much to ask, Feel free to ignore if it makes you uncomfortable :> sorry for my horny feeling
Sorry for the  delay.
Please don't feel ashamed for doing such a beautiful request and ooh God this is gonna be a long ride, I think, a fun one, I hope.
You didn't specify the gender so I'm going with an non-binary approach.
Minors GET OUT
Please warn me if you see anything that triggers you.
Lucifer 
He forgot about your monthly dinner date, cause he was extremely stressed about shit his brothers had done throughout the day and he had a big and extraordinarily boring meeting with diavolo, that he also forgot to mention to you. And honestly, you would forgive him if it wasn't the third month without those dinner dates.
He would try to talk to you, try to reason, even ask for forgiveness, something extraordinarily rare because of his pride, look how much despair you create, just because you are denying him, but when the month is over, ooooooh you better run.
I think it would go like this:
The desperation of getting out of this overwhelming pleasure, as you try to wiggle as little as possible, because the ropes would dig even more into your skin. Tied up on Lucifer's ceiling, for who knows how long, with a bullet vibrator in you, he left the room right after he was done tying you up, and giving you a good old spanking, It felt like you were there for days. Then finally the door opens again, maybe he will forgive you, maybe he will use you to make up for the lost time, it doesn't matter, the only thing that matters now is that he is here.
And boy oh boy, he is gonna make you pay, consensualy of course, you revoked his funny business privileges, he is gonna revoke your walking privileges for at least a week.
Mammon
He gambled a present you gave him in horse racing. When you found out he almost lost it, for the second time, oh well Mammon, say bye bye to mc, you not only don't slam his slammer, but you also don't talk to him, and when he noticed he started to annoy the fuck out of you.
How this goes down depends on you, if you talk to him again,  before the month is over, he will annoy you less, still learn his lesson and be a little happier and will go easier on you, but if not… Skedaddle skadoodle your legs are a now noodle.
I believe that Mammon, when domming, is a soft dom, but that doesn't mean that he can't be a little rough sometimes.
"Come on, pretty thing, can't you deal with what you've done?" He looks at you while you suck on his pretty cock, as he gives a light smack on your ass. "There we go love such a good human, the best living being in the three realms." He says as he makes you go deeper.
Levi
He got a little jealous when one of the brothers was out with you doing things, let's say idiotic things, especially since you were out with mammon, probably helping him out of a pyramid scheme.
It doesn't really matter, Levi is lonely, and got so fucking jealous, he almost broke his favorite ultra rare Ruri-chan action figure. After the fit he had inside his room, he went after you and mammon,
Annoy the fuck out of you 2.0
"You're such a little brat, trying to tease this whole month, ignoring me, and in the end YOU end up crying hard and I didn't even started… that's adorable." He coos in a condescending voice.
He would whine, a lot, like really, he will go OUTSIDE just to annoy the fuck out of you and try to convince you. Yes he does relieves himself by masturbating, cause if he didn't you would be trying to kill him.
(I belive it is one of the times where admiral Leviathan comes out)
Satan
I think he would actually be really comprehensive and calm about the whole thing, he understands he fucked up, he may be the avatar of wrath and because of that he would be the best with his feelings and the others… BUT you should have been warned what would happen after the conflict had been solved. After you calm down and his privileges are back, you won't walk soon darling. He will go all out, and I mean it.
"Come on kitty, it's been a month, now it's time for us to catch up for the lost time."
You were in his favorite lingerie, a black lacy one with an opening right in the ass for easy access, a set that he chose during the month you decided to deny him, a really pretty tail plug, that matches perfectly your hair color, along with the cat ears and the adorable little collar in your favorite color. At that moment you knew it was gonna be a long night.
Asmo
Basically he would pass through the 5 stages of grief.
Now you wanna know how did he fuck up?
It was late at night and he went in too your room and you made go out, it would be fine if it wasn't for being the day before an important thing you had (think about, idk, a test?), you told him you could go tomorrow, but he told you it was something he could not delay, it was a sale on his favorite beauty products… yeah.
During the month he will try to make you give in to him, let him pleasure you and him at the same time, he will also tease the fuck out of you and try to invade your room to relive some of this pent up energy, but thanks to Lucifer's magic, he can't.
After the month is over be prepared to be edged,fucked dumb and over stimulated, it will take a while for him to get all this frustration out, you make a note to try this again cause even so the month was hard for both of you the wait was worth it, he learned his lesson and you enjoyed yourself way too much.
Beel
Tbh I don't se him fucking up something really big, unless it involves food… like he ate a present that you made for someone else. I think the conflict happened when you made some angel cakes for Luke, cause you both were exchanging typical foods from the sender's realm. You left the kitchen with your almost ready sweets, but it was missing a small detail, the edible sparkly blue confetti, you left it in your room and went to get it, but you forgot one small detail, you left the angel cakes unguarded, with just a small note for luke. Beel saw them and ate them all, forgetting about what you told him and ignoring the letter that had Luke written in capital letters.
Understandable have a good day.
That was him before he had met you, he would be fine, but after the first time you had done the deed, what was small had grown into a monster.
So you can expect some over stimulation, lots of oral and even some breeding (if he is feeling like it)
Belphie
You were horny, he denied you, you denied him for a month, well that's not the complete story, even though there is some, consensual, sonophilia here and there and shit, almost everyday either of you wakes up and have some sex. Well one day he decided to deny you, just for fun, and tease you all day long, talking dirty with his sleepy voice in the middle of the class. When you arrived at home he just eddge you and did not let you come once, all the while he gave you that lazy smirk.
Well that's when you decided to tease him for way longer and you managed to keep that up for a month, he didn't seemed bothered by it, until he just burst into your room pinning you to the bed. 
"You actually think you can go around like that, teasing me for this long and nothing would happen to you?" He growls at you.
If you want more or an actual fic,please tell me <3
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strwberri-milk · 11 months
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Could you please write a little fic of Kaeya and the femlead fucking after Diluc confessed to her and Kaeya is telling her that she belongs to him and no one else?
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You and Kaeya were always close friends, bonding over the most mundane of things. The two of you were practically inseparable ever since the day you met and became each other's closest confidantes.
When he first introduced you to his brother Diluc he could immediately tell that Diluc was interested in you. Diluc's eyes widened marginally and the typical cold politeness that he has was a lot warmer. Kaeya knew that Diluc wanted you, but there's no way he's letting that happen.
Diluc didn't even tell Kaeya that he wanted to confess - probably because he didn't think Kaeya would object. To Diluc, you and Kaeya were just close friends and Kaeya never seemed to show any romantic interest in you.
Of course, you told Kaeya and he wasn't exactly angry at Diluc. More so annoyed at him, but it also meant that he had to come over to "discuss" what Diluc said to you.
"Who do you belong to?" Kaeya hisses into your ear, biting more marks into your throat as he fucks into you.
You have no idea how things escalated this far. You knew Kaeya wanted to talk to you about what Diluc said to you and then somehow it ended up with you pressed against your door as he kissed you hard. Somewhere in there was a confession for how he's loved you since the day he met you and that he would never forgive himself for losing to Diluc if you said yes to his confession.
Now he was railing into you, making you look right at him with a hand on your chin and the other on your hips. You can feel your wetness staining the crotch of his pants, moaning desperately as he presses another kiss to your lips.
"I asked you a question," he says against your mouth, almost drowned out by the sound of your bodies meeting over and over.
"I think you should answer it."
"Yours, Kaeya I'm yours," you cry out, the hands holding tightly to his shirt growing pale from how you cling to him.
"Don't you forget it."
There's no way you'd be able to, not with the way his cock bullies itself into your sweet little pussy over and over again, or with the sweet nothings he was whispering in your ear.
The warmth of his body is only rivaled by the warmth of him inside of you, your body trembling as he makes you cum at the same time as him. His eye only leaves your face to look at your tits heaving, wishing he had the foresight to rip your shirt off in addition to your bottoms. It would have been a wonderful sight, one that he'll have to create sometime soon.
However, the sight in front of him right now is just as tantalising. Your body is spent from his, pussy still clenching intermittently around his cock and each press against him makes his eye roll back into his head. Gods he wants to fuck you again so bad but the dazed look in your eyes makes him want to hold you close to him and spoil you in softer attention.
A soft whimper from your lips breaks him out of his stupor, chuckling a little to himself as he gives you a soft kiss and pulls out. Your hands grab at him as you feel his warmth disappear, looking up at him pitifully.
"What now?" you ask him quietly, the silence crawling in at the sides as you realise Kaeya might have just said things in the heat of the moment.
"What do you mean?"
"Do you just clean yourself off and leave after fucking my brains out?"
He laughs again and you narrow your eyes at him, face morphing into surprise when he kisses you again.
"I told you you're mine. I intend to act like it."
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luveline · 2 years
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rockstar!remus with shy!reader when another girl tries to get at him and he finds r in the bathroom crying cos of it?
feel free to change it up how you want. hope your day/night is going well! :)
thank you!! hope yours is good too!!! ♡ fem!reader | 1k words
The toilet seat lid is cold under your legs. There's a stretch of skin between your skirt and your garters that's flush with it, and you keep thinking about how many germs there are leaching into your skin. The stall door has some poor girl's phone number written in curling script promising a good time across the top. Your eyes trace the numbers, over and over. 
Music thumps loudly through the walls. You should go back. Remus, lovely as he is, is probably worried already. 
You'd just – needed to cry somewhere by yourself for a bit. And maybe that's pathetic, god knows none of the other girls here tonight would bother crying in the bathroom. In their limousines and SUV's on the way home, perhaps, but the bathroom? That's not how famous people do things. 
Good thing you're not famous. 
You wipe a fresh tear away before it can fall. You're not crying over this. You're not.
You've never felt jealous of Remus' fame, never begrudged it, never even wanted it to go away, despite how tough it is to navigate as someone who doesn't have a drop of it. The limelight is a nightmare you don't want to live, which is why Remus is very careful about who knows you're together. It's how you want it, but to hear Remus say he's single? It doesn't feel right. It hurts. 
You know he'd only told that woman (a very famous, very attractive singer in the same circles) that he was single when she asked because that's what you'd agreed on. That's what you'd asked him to do.
Bad idea, you think. My worst idea yet. 
"Dove?"
You cringe and hop onto your feet. "Yeah, two seconds." 
"Are you okay?" 
"This is the girl's bathroom." 
"Only girl in here is mine. I figured it was alright." 
You wipe your face with the backs of your hands and frown at the dark smudges left behind.
"You should go back. I'll be out in a bit." 
"You've been gone almost ten minutes." 
"I know, I-" 
"Have I upset you?" 
"No!" You swallow against the lump growing in your throat. "Of course not, I-" 
"Please, dove." 
You sniffle and feel very pathetic as you open the stall and step into the light. Remus stands near the door, running a hand through his hair. It drops when he sees you, as does any suggestion of a smile. 
He's wearing dark trousers and a cream coloured t-shirt with a brand name in burgundy over the front. Remus dresses simple and he doesn't accessorise. He doesn't need to. He's all dark eyes and movement, everything attractive about him intrinsic and inherent. 
You move to stand in front of him, an automatic want to be close. He takes your face in his hands and starts to rub away the tear stains, methodical in his dedication. 
"Let's go home, shall we?" he asks quietly.
"No, don't do that. Don't let me ruin your party." 
He slides his fingers into the space behind your ears, thumbs braced on your cheeks so you can't escape his stare. He knows you too well. You squint at him, feeling terrifyingly close to tears again as his lips part. 
He leans in. "You haven't ruined anything." 
You curl your fingers around the crook of his arm and cling to him rather than answer.
"What happened?" 
You don't lie to Remus. Not from any moral high ground. Honesty is important, but really you're quick to spill your guts because you want his reassurance badly. He knows almost everything about you by now, and this won't be any different. 
You blink, annoyed at yourself as another wave of tears blurs your vision.
"I really… it really didn't feel right, when you told that girl that you're single." You lift your chin slightly. Anyone else might think you're angry but Remus reads it for what it is: panic. "It felt awful." 
"I'm sorry. I won't do it again." 
You can feel the heat of a tear snaking down your cheek. Remus wipes it away. "You shouldn't be sorry," you say, "I asked you to lie. It's my fault." 
It's silly to let him touch you like this where you might get caught. If somebody walked in and saw, they'd probably tell their friends, and their friends would tell their friends until somebody hungry for a payout ends up hearing it. Remus and his mystery girl, tearstained in the girl's toilets. One of the world's biggest rockstars with a total nobody. 
"I don't think I can do this," you say. 
He frowns at you. He knows you well, you know him better. There's a certain tell for when he's worried, the way his bottom lashes twitch. "What?" 
"I'm not- I'm too much of a coward, Remus." All self-pity, you let your head drop against his chest with a weak sigh. "I'm never gonna be able to do this." 
"Sweetheart…" Remus untucks your shirt to push his hand underneath, bass-string callouses scratching your hip. "You're not a coward. You're overwhelmed right now, but I promise once we go home and get some quiet you're gonna feel heaps better." 
You shudder. He doubles down. "If you want me to, I'll go out there right now and tell her, I'll tell everyone I'm with you. I'd be happy to do that." 
"I know." 
You're not ready. This limbo that you've created aches deep down into your chest, like a hand has worked its way past your skin and lives to squeeze your nerves. You can't have both. You can't have a private life and a public one, not with Remus. 
You're always gonna choose Remus. Scared or not. You're pretty sure he knows that. "I'm sorry. I make this so much harder for you," you say. 
"You don't," he says sternly. "I can't do this without you, dove. You make it a thousand times easier." 
You laugh wetly. "Liar." 
"I'm not lying. I can't do this without you, but I wouldn't do this without you." 
His way of saying, Oh, you're always gonna choose me? You think I won't do the same? 
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HEAR ME OUT LI!! Image if our little mermaid found a small sculptor of a man,(it could either be a real figure of a man, or just some random dude). And she somehow falls in love with the figure. Like- "this is who i want to be mates with!" "I wonder what he really looks like..!" "Maybe the Gods will be merciful and grant me my wish on seeing him!'
She goes to Orion, asking him if he knows who the guy is while handing him the figure — having heart eyes and all.
Here's one about Viper bc he is forever my fav !! She brings it around with her, talking to it as if its real, even naming it. She drops it one day deep down the dark trenches and has been floating around pouting and even rolling around crying about her only one slipping away from her
(I just love jealous boys!!)
🦪 Anonn!!
Yandere! Male! Deep sea creature x mermaid! Fem! Reader x Human! Male! Hunter
Sorry for being a bit inactive and not uploading last week! Got a bit too busy with Uni. But this?? 🦪anon again with the amazing asks. Also, Gojo, anyone?
What if: darling finds a figure?
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It was a normal day for you.
Well, it was supposed to.
You were just finding more stuff to decorate the trenches, since the decorations you placed were getting a bit stale for your taste.
Not until your hands touched something smooth, yet a bit too complicated for your fingertips. It has long twigs, four of them. A bulbous circle on top yet has weird spikes, and what seems like ridges.
It was buried under the kelp, and with a bit of tugging, you unearthed what seems to be...
"A human... sculpture?"
Your eyes sparkled, looking at this man in front of you.
The color has faded a bit, but you could tell that this man was wearing what seems to be a dark blue, almost black uniform type of outfit. With him, lifting his eye cover revealing gorgeous icy blue eyes. And he had spiky white hair accentuating on how ethereal he look.
"W-wow... Is this..?"
Were humans always this colorful? He looks so handsome.
"Who are you, mister?" A fair blush on your cheeks, you checked around his body to see if there's an indication for who he is. "Nothing? But..."
You were in love with a figurine. How insane is that?
That's what Orion told himself as you swam with him, showing the figurine days after you first found him.
"I found who this guy is." Orion muttered, making you freeze and grin.
"Really?! Oh my god! Who is he?!" You asked, hugging the figurine clsoe to your body. "I must meet him!"
Orion scowled.
He can't believe that he's getting jealous over a figurine of all things.
"Ah, but like, he's unattainable." Orion badmouthed the Gojo figurine in your arms, making you pout. "He's like... A ladies man. You got way too many competitions."
Well, it was true. Gojo Satoru of Jujutsu Kaisen has too many fans, not just from the ladies.
"But still! I want to meet him!" You begged. Your soft, wet eyes filling with tears. "I truly do! H-he may be my mate!"
Orion was now slackjawed. "Excuse me? Mate?"
"Yes! Mate! It's love at first sight. Then maybe, just maybe..." A bashful expression, you gazed longingly at the figure. "He'll fall for me too."
'Gojo, thank your damn ancestors that you're fucking fictional.' Orion gritted his teeth before turning around and entering his yacht, making you flinch from surprise.
"Orion?"
"I'm leaving."
You gasped, totally not expecting this. "But, I still need to know who this man is!"
"I don't care! Procure legs and find him on your own or something!"
Now that stung. You frowned, a bit saddened, angry, and honestly, humiliated by his words.
Annoyed, you turned around and dove down to the trenches, not wanting to see Orion who was regretting his words and beating himself up from being too jealous of a damn fake guy.
Once you got to the trenches, you sniffled.
"He was so mean." You muttered to the figure. "Really! Like he knows it's hard for us mermaids and rare to get legs... Why can't he just help me?"
You hummed, dancing around with the figurine to make yourself cheer up.
"What should I name you... I can't just keep calling you mister..."
You looked at the figurine once more, and was totally enamored by his icy blue eyes.
"I get it! Ice!"
A certain deep sea mermaid almost coughed violently.
You were so bad at naming things.
The same as Viper, he incessantly heard of your whims and whiles about this figurine in front of you. Honestly, it didn't even bother him. But the fact that this guy can be real is getting to his nerves, making him grit his teeth.
He's bad at handling jealousy, and all he could wish is to crush this figurine to smithereens.
"AH!"
And will you look at that, it fell straight to his lap.
It was kind of heavy, in what seems to be a much more intricate figurine that looks like it was too expensive due to the detail placed in it, with the heftiness that made it sink quickly.
Clumsy you tried to place it on a sticking ledge from the trench that's crumbling, and accidentally broke it, making the figurine fall to Viper's lap.
Viper could hear your panicked screeches.
"My man!"
"Oh no! Come back to me!"
"Please... My love..."
Viper rolled his eyes. As if he's gonna give this back to you.
And you're calling this puny figurine your love? How stupid.
With one coil of his tail, the figure broke to pieces, and he let the pieces fall down to the sandy floor, forgetting about it as he heard your lovely soft weeps.
"Viper... Please, if you see a figurine of a white haired human, please give it to me!"
Your desperate pleas did not fall on deaf ears, but Viper only shrugged as he replied.
"I will."
As if he would.
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okay help, i can't stop thinking in dark!yandere!eddie getting angry because someone told bimbo!reader something mean, probably made fun of how dumb she is, telling her she is annoying or KSJDKDJ i don't know i'm just in a 🥰🥰 protective eddie🥰🥰 state of mind
me too :,,) i jus want him to cuddle me and kiss my forehead <33
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it’s jason who calls you a, ‘dumb, air-headed bitch who’s only good for one thing..’ and of course, you don’t catch on when he says that you’re ‘only good for one thing’, so you tilt your head, and he just condescendingly explains, ‘sex, honey.  y’know..fucking? god, you’re stupid.’
you begin to cry, eyes watering and vision getting blurry, and you close your eyes, warm tears dripping. jason and his friends laugh at you before you hear a snap! and a crunch!, followed by loud groaning and some shouting.
you open your eyes, sniffling as you see jason’s face covered in blood, eddie ‘the freak’ munson holding him by his collar, his jaw clenched as he utters only a sentence, but it’s so chilling that it even makes the basketball captain shiver. 
“you talk to her again, make fun of her in any way,,and i’ll fuckin’ kill you.” 
his voice is gruff and almost unrecognizable as jason nods his head slowly, swallowing thickly as eddie pushes him away and onto the ground as jason and his teammates run off, tripping over their feet.
your vision is still slightly cloudy as you hear eddie’s heavy combat boots thunk onto the ground, loud stomps as he makes his way over to you. you feel tiny. small. and just..scared. 
he’s towering over you, your head down-- and you can see that his left hand’s knuckles have jason’s blood on it, his rings glinting with silver and some red splatters.
you tremble.
“shh, sh, shhh,” eddie hushes, and you don’t even realize you’re still crying. “it’s okay. can you look at me?”
his voice is so soft and fragile compared to how it was just moments before that it makes you practically dizzy. your brain feels like mush as he takes his left hand, tilting your chin up to look at him.
his right hand swipes away your tears. “they won’t hurt you again, sweetheart. i promise.” 
and for some reason, even though you both have never really talked before, you believe every word he says. 
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evanslvr · 1 year
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holy shit can i request for very rough sex with evan?👀
𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙙𝙖𝙮 < 𝑒𝑣𝑎𝑛 𝑝𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 >
𝙖/𝙣: 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜
• 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: 𝙚𝙫𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 •
• 𝙀𝙓𝙋𝙇𝙄𝘾𝙄𝙏 𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙉𝙏 𝘼𝙃𝙀𝘼𝘿 •
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wc:840
𝑦/𝑛 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒:
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As I'm on the couch, watching TV, the front door becomes unlocked and Evan quickly walks into the house, looking very tired and annoyed. He closes the door behind him, locking it and turning to me with a bothered look. "Hey, babe." I said, "you okay?" He shakes his head. "No, im so tired and not in the mood right now, I've been working for so fucking long can't even catch a fucking break.." he says, raising his voice a little bit. Not gonna lie, it was rare to see him this angry. But kind of attractive in a way.
"Baby, you'll be okay, don't worry." He looks at me unusually and slightly tilted his head, "Why don't we go take a shower—" he immediately cuts me off by putting his hand around my neck and forcing his lips against mine. I gasp as our lips collide, soft yet rough. The kiss feels electric between us, and I begin to feel aroused once again. His tongue slips inside my mouth slowly, exploring every inch of my mouth. He moves his hands down my body and gropes my ass, making sure that I know who is in charge. I push myself closer against him, feeling his hardness under his pants.
He roughly puts me against the wall, moving one hand up my thigh and grabbing my breast through my shirt, squeezing it hard. I moan from the pleasure, tilting my head back and letting out small moans. He continues kissing me, biting my lip softly and taking more of my lip into his mouth. He then pulls away, smirking at me.
His eyes bore into mine, almost begging me for permission. He takes off his belt, unbuttoning his pants and sliding them down along with his boxers. I stare at his dick, it stands erect and has a smooth outline. He steps forward and lifts my shirt over my head, throwing it on the ground and continuing to kiss me. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him towards me.
He fumbles with my bra, trying to unhook it. Finally, after a couple of seconds, he gets it off. I let out a loud breath, finally able to breathe properly. His hands move down my stomach and go inside of sweatpants, pulling them down. He goes to grab onto my panties, slowly pushing them down. I moan loudly as he begins to rub his fingers across my pussy. I grind my hips up against his hand, wanting more. He gives it to me, pushing two fingers inside of me. He keeps going until he has all three inside of me, pumping me full of pleasure.
It's already wet, feeling him touch me makes me want more. I can't hold it in anymore, I begin to squirm and grind my hips. He kisses my neck and shoulder as his finger slides into my wetness. He swirls around, making sure to hit every spot. I moan louder from the pleasure, now dripping all over his hand. I look up at him and give him a lustful smile. He smiles back and goes down on me, opening his mouth wide, and engulfing my clit. He licks it slowly before sucking on it. I scream from the pleasure, grinding against his face. I can feel my orgasm coming fast, but he decides to get back up.
He puts his lips into mine and I gasped once I feel his length going deep inside of me. I moan from the pleasure, "oh god baby...yes..." I whisper breathlessly. He slams himself harder into me and I cry out, wrapping my legs around his waist and holding on tight. He grabs onto my thighs and gave me the most deepest and hardest thrust ever. I gasp and moan as he does this, "ahh fuck baby.." I whisper. He slams into me, making me feel like there's nothing else in the world except our bodies. I bite my lip, moaning deeply as he goes deeper inside of me.
He pulls back and slams himself again, making me cry out from the pleasure. My nails dig into his chest, scratching him lightly. I start breathing heavily, feeling weak from the pleasure. He continues slamming into me, until I couldn't take it anymore. I tighten around his dick and cry out, cumming all over him. He moans from the pleasure, pumping his release deep inside of me.
I feel my body tremble from the orgasm and I relax, panting. He pulls out slowly, making sure that he gets every drop of cum. His dick plops out and drips on my inner thigh. I lick my lips and smile at him, "You've never been like that with me before." I say in a teasing tone. He laughs and pulls his pants back up.
"Well, I had to take my anger out on someone."
A/n: ig it’s Alr
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ficcidio · 8 months
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SAD BEAUTIFUL TRAGIC
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pairing: han x afab!reader
genre: angst
warnings: break up, screaming, crying, fighting (verbally ofc), cursing, mentions of having sex (no smut), not proofread
a/n: i'm just sorry for this. also, i’m sorry for not updating in a while. it has been a very hard month. i’ll try to update more often. love u <3
now playing: sad beautiful tragic by taylor swift
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you were never friends, to be honest. well, you were but it never felt like it. there was always something there. something that made you both attracted to each other, to subsequently fall in love. you got together a while ago, 8 months exactly. a very big event for you and all your friends. they did expect it, it was obvious. what they didn’t know, was that you wouldn’t be as similar as you thought when you were friends.
you had a lot of differences, yet it was never too much. for example, Jisung was very jealous. and you too, but he showed it.
“Jisung, you didn’t do the dishes?” you asked when you arrived to the kitchen. you just got home from hanging out with some friends you hadn’t seen in a while. 00 o’clock.
“that’s the first thing you tell me when you get home? wow.” is all he says, without even looking at you. he’s watching a film you can recognize. La La Land. your favorite film. you loved to watch it together (and cried every time).
“i’m sorry, baby. i mean, i asked you to so i expected you to do it. it’s fine though. i’ll do it later” you said with a smile leaving a kiss on his cheek as you sat next to him.
“i told you i was busy” he answered, eyes still on the screen. you knew something was wrong. he was mad at you.
“well, you don’t seem pretty busy.” you wouldn’t let him do whatever he wanted with you.
it was his home, you didn’t move in together, you just stayed with him all the time because with your works you didn’t see each other that often. your clothes were there, all your belongings too, even your kitty lived there now. yet, you still did everything for him. you always did the dishes, cleaned the house. you knew Jisung hated to, and he was busy a lot of times because of his work, but he was home a lot of times too. and he could use that time to clean, just as you did.
he didn’t answer. he just sighed, annoyed.
“what’s wrong?” you asked, looking at him. no answer again. just silence and the movie’s song playing. “Jisung, why are you mad at me? what did i do?”
“can’t you shut up? god, you’re always talking. i’m mad when i fucking want to!” he was upset. very upset about something, and you knew what it was.
“Ji, i just want to talk…” he interrupted you.
“then go talk with Yeonjun, or whatever his name is” you knew it. Yeonjun. your friend.
you usually hung out with him, though it had been a month since you last saw him, until today. you hung out with more people: Yeji, Sana and Soobin. you loved them. honesty. they made you forget about everything. Jisung and you had a lot of friends in common, but today you wanted to be alone with them.
“i want to talk to you, not Yeonjun.” you stated.
“i don’t fucking care.” he still hasn’t looked at you.
“why are you jealous? i didn’t do anything. you know i only want you, you know he’s just my friend, Yeji and Sana were there too, then why are you jealous?” you were on the verge of crying. things like this happened very frequently but you got over it soon. today was different. the atmosphere was different, more tense.
“just leave me the fuck alone!” he responded. first time he looked at you in the whole night. his gaze wasn’t sweet as usual. he was very angry.
“alright” you whispered and got up. you went to your bedroom, the bedroom you shared. as soon as you laid on the bed tears started falling and you didn’t even notice it when you started crying loudly. you tried to hold yourself back and wiped your tears when you heard steps closer to your room.
the door opened and Jisung’s guilty eyes connected with yours almost immediately. he silently sat next to you. when your eyes connected again, he leaned towards you, wanting to kiss you.
he always did that. when you fought, kissing was his way of saying sorry. it bothered you a lot, it made you feel unloved, as if your body was the only good thing in you. this time you wouldn’t let him. you put a hand on his chest to stop him from getting closer. his eyes suddenly opened.
“don’t” you simply said. “you’re being mean”
“babe” Jisung tried to explain, but you wanted to talk.
“i don’t… i can’t.”
“what?” he asked. your words didn’t make sense at all. you didn’t know what you were saying too. your mind was foggy, you couldn’t think straight.
“y-you can’t do this… talk to me as if there’s something wrong with me a-and then kiss me like my body is the only thing you want” your murmured. he blinked a few times, not knowing what to say.
“that’s not how it is—“
“well it seems like it. that’s how you make me feel. you kiss me and try to fix it… could you just try to listen?”
his brows furrowed and you knew you fucked up. he probably got mad again.
“you’re saying i can’t listen?” he asked you, raising his voice.
“you never do.” you also raised your voice. “you weren’t like this before… you’ve changed.”
it hurt to say that. a lot. but that was the truth. he dealt with anxiety, at the start of your relationship he was very shy and when he never got mad at you. or maybe he was just too shy to say it. but as the months passed, his embarrassment wasn’t there anymore. his words were harsher, how he acted too. but you didn’t pay attention to it because you loved him, you always had.
“sometimes i think you liked me more before because i didn’t show who i truly am.”
“are you kidding me?”
silence. again, just silence. the movie was no longer on. not a single sound other than your voices.
you looked at him in the eyes and noticed he want lying. he truly thought that. your eyes were filled with tears again easily, and you reacted the only way you knew: running away.
“y/n, get back here!” he screamed, following you “you wanted to talk? then let’s fucking talk! stop running away like a goddamn child.”
“a child?” you repeated, feeling offended. “how dare you say that when you’re the one who’s been treating me like shit for no reason? you’re the one acting childish!”
“is hanging out with Yeonjun not a reason?!” Jisung asked.
“no, it isn’t! not when you know he’s just my friend! i’ve told you a hundred times!” you screamed back. this wasn’t something you couldn’t handle, tears fell again.
“fucking crybaby” he murmured, but you heard it. and it got you very mad.
“god Jisung you’re so fucking difficult! i don’t know how to handle you! i do everything i can to be perfect for you yet you always make me feel so helpless! did you do the dishes? did you clean our room? you didn’t, i always do. yet you still say i’m a crybaby? i’m fucking exhausted! and you’re sick!” you said out of breath. “i’m so tired, Jisung… so tired of this. of us. we’re not working”
“you’re tired of me?” this time, the tears were on your boyfriend’s eyes. he didn’t want to let you go. because he loved you. he always had.
“im not tired of you… i’m tired of us being so toxic and having so many differences” you explained, trying not to hurt him. because you loved him. you always had.
“you’re tired of me. i know it. that’s why you’re always hanging out with that guy… you know he makes me insecure.”
“for the sake of god Jisung you know damn well it isn’t like that!” you screamed, so tired of always having to explain everything. “and no, i did not know he makes you insecure because you never talk to me” you stayed silent to see if he talked back, but surprisingly, he didn’t. “you always fix it with sex… i don’t want that. when we fight i want to explain it to you, to say sorry and also forgive you, i want to cuddle with you and tell you i love you but you just… you just don’t let me” the crying was heavier now. you eyes were fluffy and sore. his too, he was also crying, you didn’t expect him to. he normally didn’t during fights. you, on the other side, were a crybaby when it came to him. because you loved him. you always had.
“y/n” he whispered.
“maybe we’re not meant to be, Jisung… maybe we don’t belong together.” it hurt to say that, but love isn’t meant to hurt.
“no, no. we can fix it, y/n, don’t say that.” your boyfriend insisted.
“Jisung, i- i don’t think this is right”
“hey, y/n, this has happened a lot of times and we’ve always fixed it, yeah? we’ll be okay. i promise. we’ll be fine.” you knew he was right, but only because you obeyed him every single time. of course, you loved him. you always had.
“maybe this time’s different, Han…” it was obvious, after this you wouldn’t be the same.
“tell me what you want us to be like and i promise i’ll make it. i can be better, i promise. please. i’ll change.” he promised, but it was a lie. he wouldn’t.
“i don’t know what i want” you stated. “all i know is i don’t want this. i want you, of course i do. i love you so much. i don’t think i’ll ever love someone so much, but i don’t want this” you said with a broken voice. you hated it but you knew it was the best for the both of you.
“bullshit, y/n, we can make it if we try…”
“don’t make this harder, please…”
you looked in his eyes and you swore you saw stars. you maybe saw another chance for you both but it was for the better. then, the unexpected happened.
Han nodded, and smiled at you through the pain. it was obvious he was hurting. you both were. but you were doing this because you loved him. you always had.
you did the same and went to your room to pack your things. both of you sobbed until you couldn’t breathe while you were preparing to leave. when your suitcase and everything was ready —even your kitty—, you walked to the entrance and turned to look at Jisung, who was sitting on the sofa, holding back his tears. La La Land was on again. he probably put it on because he knew it was your favorite. maybe to revive some memories he had with you.
you sighed as you looked at him and he immediately got up and approached you. he smiled softly and so you did.
“i’m sorry.” was all he said. you shook your head, telling him it was alright.
“we’ll meet again, i promise you. until then, take care.” his smiled grew wider hearing your words and he looked down to hide the few tears that fell due to that sentence. “i love you”
“i love you too” he whispered. your gazes disconnected when he focused on your lips, and you took the initiative to kiss him. sweetly, as if it was the first time. his lips tasted better than always, it was a beautiful goodbye kiss. when you separated, you looked at him and another tear fell down your cheek. you just couldn’t help it. you loved him. you always had.
“goodbye, my love” he said as you walked through the door.
you didn’t turned to look at him because you knew if you did, you’d fall back right into his arms. yet, you stayed consistent and walked to the elevator.
your heart ached like it never had. you knew you’d feel lonelier than ever. you knew you’d regret leaving him. you knew you’d want to go back a hundred times, you knew you’d stay sleepless for a while after this. you knew he would too. but you had to let go, because you love each other. you always had. and most of all, because you always will.
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apocalypseyoshia · 5 months
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I’m on my period so here’s some Olrox comforting trans male reader (I also wrote this for a friend of mine who is ✨suffering with me!✨)
Olrox x trans male reader comfort 🏳️‍⚧️
Genderless blogs female she/ her using people don’t interact this is only for trans ftm people and please understand I will be blocking any blogs
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You woke up feeling sick? No not sick just unwell, you grabbed your stomach, it hurt really badly. slowly you get out of bed being very careful to not wake up olrox, and went to the bathroom hoping that bad feeling was not what you think it was.
“Oh fuck me” you felt like you wanted to cry as you looked at the blood soaked underwear, ‘gods why’ it felt like the gods just where not on your side this week, as you slowly took off the underwear and grabbed a pad than you froze, how were you going to get clean underwear without waking up orlox, you looked down at the pad in your hand as tears pooled in your eyes.
“I hate this” you managed to get underwear and put the pad on, and it was annoying it felt like a constant reminder. The more you had to wear it the more irritable you were
“Morning love, I don’t see you in bed is everything alright?” olrox asked it was an innocent enough question but you couldn’t help but snap “I’m fine, leave me alone.” olrox raised an eyebrow but didn’t fight back, as you grabbed some coffee and left to go back to bed
You didn’t want to admit it but you felt bad for snapping at olrox, he didn’t do anything wrong he barely said anything but you felt angry, angry that you’re body was betraying you, angry that everything hurts, angry that you had to deal with this pathetic excuse of a body
“Hay darling, I got you something.” He slowly put down a cup of tea next to the almost untouched cup of coffee “I know you’re not feeling the best right now, but would you let me look after you?” He rubbed the side of your arm with your back facing him, at his words you start shaking and crying
“Baby?” you turn to look at him “i'm so sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you its just” you tried to calm yourself down it wasnt working, Olrox gently grabbed the sides of your face
“Take your time and breath” your hands trailed his arms, as you held on to him and tried to steady your breathing as he wiped away your tears
“You okay now Or do you need a minute?” you look at him “im fine” “okay can you tell me why you're sad?” you kept quiet then in a low voice you answer him “i'm on my period” “oh, would you like me to stay with you in bed?” you nod, Olrox smiled, and you scoot to make room for him in bed, he got in and wrapped his arms around you, you buried your head in his chest.
He started humming and playing with your hair “you’re such a strong man, if it was me I would completely crumble” “no you wouldn’t” you said not believing a word he said
He looks at you “Tender breasts, Bloating, low blood Pressure, Muscle aches, Joint pain, Headaches, Acne, Abdominal cramps, Muscle cramps and indigestion, i wouldn’t last a day with those symptoms you last a week” he kisses the top of your head “most men can’t even deal with indignation for a week, so when you add every else on top of it it seems impossible but you do it on a monthly basis” he says as you hug him tighter, you knew he only wanted to help but listening to him talk about it just made you feel worse “Olrox, stop i know you’re trying to make me feel better but, my period just always has to remind me of its existence, it’s like it’s taunting me, telling me that no matter what I do and no matter how much I think or feel it I will never be a man fully”
olrox stoped and looked at you, he wanted to say something but he didn’t want to interrupt you.
“What happened I can’t get out get out of bed whatsoever and I’ll be angry at nothing for no reason for such a long time that it overwhelms me it all feels like to much like for this week and only this week I’m in the wrong body, a weak weird one it makes me feel wrong”
He knows he could take all of those feelings away but he would help anyway he could, he got up slightly and picked up the still warm tea “here I can’t take away those bad thoughts but I could sooth the person who has them” he says while looking at you, you got up and leaned against his chest, he brought the cup of tea to your lips as you took a sip “fruit?” You asked taking another sip “I had some got some in case you bad a bad day” you mumbled a thank you and continue to drink
After the tea was done Olrox went and put the dirty cup in the sink and start boiling some water he got a water bag a gently start to pour the hot water into it filling it it was to hot to the touch so he put a wool cover so it wouldn’t burn you, He picked up your favorite fluffy blanket and grabbed the book you where reading
He came back blanket water bag and book in hand he put the water bag on your stomach rolled you with a blanket sat next to you on the bed wrapping you both loosely with the extra blanket you rested your head on his lap and he began reading out loud while playing with your hair
You where getting drowsy and Olrox could tell he stopped playing with your hair after he noticed your eyes closing, he laid down next to you in bed and gave you a kiss on the lips, you brought your head to his shoulder and right about when you where going to fall asleep you head “I love you, my strong boy”
you smiled realizing that it didn’t matter if you didn’t have a man’s body you where just as much a man as anyone else, the man you love made it clear that he loves you no matter what and that was all you needed
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teddypan · 1 year
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I'm sleep deprived and got random thoughts about Niragi... So I wrote this
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Honestly, I was bored and tried writing something for the first time, English isn't my first language so there may be some mistakes
Warnings: little angst, an attempt at comfort, mention of sex, Niragi, made by a sleep-deprived soul
The reader is annoyed with Niragi and decides to do something about it
You had enough, ever since you came to the beach, and it's been going on for some time now, it seemed like Niragi's main job was to annoy you.
You were relaxing by the pool? He had to throw remarks your way. You were on patrol? God forbid if he didn't try to poke some idiocy into your brain. Finally, had free time to relax in your room? Nope, he had to find some problem that you specifically had to go and resolve.
As it went on, solely the sigh of his tall lanky ass made you angry, the worst thing? He did it all with a smirk on his face, fully knowing what impact it had on you. Thankfully for other residents of the beach, you controlled yourself and simply ignored him. Which, mind you, he didn't like. Everyone could see, that he wanted to get a reaction out of you.
Till today,
you just came back from a game. It was four spades and it was supposed to be easy since spades are your specialty, as a professional stunt woman for action scenes. But no, not today. Not only were your teammates useless, they nearly got you killed because of questioning your capability. The game was finished only thanks to you, and it made you angry like nothing before. Out of five people, three died because of their idiocy.
When you came back, with an irritated face and first clenched to the point of making your palms bleed, your mind pointed to a bar with alcohol. He chose to speak and break your last straw.
"Hah, how did you manage to kill them in that? Did they have to save your ass like every guy you know?" ...
That was it, at this point he could say anything and it still would do the same thing.
Stopping in your track, you turned around and walked to him. Grasped his sleeve and started walking towards your room. "Oh, did you finally realize you want me?" He asked. With no reply from you, he still allowed you to drag him with no resistance.
The moment you both entered your room, he tried to kiss you. But boy he wasn't prepared for your push. Stumbling he fell on your bed, getting the breath knocked out of him. His rifle lying forgotten somewhere on the floor.
His eyes were in full-blow shock, looking at you, only his upper body had slightly risen, his chest rising in jagged intervals.
At that moment you knew what you wanted to do, he wanted a reaction, and he will get one. With confined steps, you strode toward him eyes hooded with a mixture of lust and rage.
"you don't have to be so pushy, I would have gone to bed either way or are you that eager for me," Niragi said in a joking manner. But with you not saying anything, he started to look unsure
"hey, answer me when I ta-" before he could finish, you were standing above him. His words cough in his throat, the look you were giving him made chills run up his spine.
Hard, cold, and predatory. After a long time, he felt small, weak, frozen in place unable to move. His body wasn't listening to him. Niragi felt hopeless, your eyes reminded him of his school days.
As you were standing above him, you saw fear, he started to draw fast breaths. His face lost its color, his eyes became unfocused almost as if he started to have a panic attack. By your proximity, you could notice his trembling.
Then it happened, out of his throat come a soft gasp, followed by a whimper right after. Almost instantly he pulled his arms over his head like he wanted to protect his face. He wasn't crying, but soft gasps and whispers could be heard as if he was in pain.
Niragi couldn't see anymore, he was remembering, feeling like he was back under the bridge. It hurt, why was he weak, what did he do to get this treatment? He was out of it, almost like in trance.
That's when all your anger disappeared, yeah he may be a jerk and maniac. But he only annoyed you compared to others and it was bearable honestly. So at that moment you slowly sat on the bed to not alarm him. Leaned towards him and pulled his trembling form slowly into the arms.
Now you were sitting on the bed, with Niragi in your arms, leaning on you. After a while, as he heard your heart, he slowly calmed down and stopped making sounds and trembling. That's when he sat up completely, separating from you.
"you didn't see shit, you hear me? Nothing happens, forget everything if you tell someone I will-" Niragi closed his mouth when he saw the look in your eyes. "Yeah, I haven't seen anything, no worries," You said.
With that, he stood up, picked up his rifle, gave you a last look, and without a word left your room
After he left you lay on your bed thinking, about how this incident will change the dynamic between you two. It made you curious to know what made him act that way. With that, you closed your eyes and went to sleep.
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After reading every blurb, one shot etc. from @radiant-reid, I can't help but imagine Spencer and a bubbly and friendly s/o.
Like, maybe she and Hotchner knew each other from before, like they started off as partners in crime together( he probably surprise adopted her at ine point with Haley) and are best friends and one day he just comes like "We have new people coming. Come with me and greet them." like a very demanding father whose child is insisting to not talk to her. relatives when they visit.
But s/o is so glad she did because wow, all these gorgeous people will work with us?🤔🙃And I'm finally blessed with beauty, elegance in all forms? 🥰💞🤩
S/o just takes a hold of Aaron's shoulder dramatically, bending slightly which makes the others worry but he already knows what's coming.
"How did you find all these gorgeous people? Pretty... So pretty and handsome- oh look! She is wearing the pink tone I love and a parrot necklace!" *aggressively shows Penelope with heart eyes, makes the woman suddenly shy and bashful because she never got complimented*
"Stop flirting with people, Y/N."
"When I see someone pretty, I need to appreciate God's work, Aaron."
*Aaron being done with y/n but still watches with a soft smile as she hugs everyone and welcomes them warmly.*
*The team being surprised since they didn't expect it but soakes it all up since Y/N is being a cutie*
*Y/N almost crying, having a slight meltdown when she hugged JJ and Emily because "Wow, I'm hugging two pretty women... 😭"*
Y/N almost hugging Penelope so thight that she was about to combust because all she felt was warmth and softness
Derek hugging her and ruffling her hair because damn, she is like a sister to him already with her bubbly and kind self.
"I'm so glad there are other people Aaron can finally annoy apart from me! He and his wife is always nagging me-"
"It's because you don't eat, kid. And We don't 'nag' you."
"Says the man who almost made me run extra laps because I didn't eat what his wife-"
*Y/N seeing Reid who was looking around shyly, quite unsure but turning to her when he felt a stare on his face* Uhm... Hi... I'm Spencer Reid...
*Y/N looks at him with a dazed look, sweet smile and glistening eyes that Aaron knew too well* "Y/N, no..."
"Y/N, yes... I found my new bestie! Look at him! So cute! And finally someone close to my age!" *later hugging him thightly and him feeling both emotional and awkward because he never felt this and he is all like 🥺🥺*
*Everyone being confused because he is a lil nerd and you are loving every second of it, even more when Hotchner lets out a sigh* "There she goes, adopting a new one... Just watch her do her magic now. You will not let her get away ever again."
*the team being confused even more but laighs as you excitedly show their desks and insist Spencer sits next to you because unlike others, you think he is so cool since he knows so much and his little facts are always so interesting*
Spencer just flushing and blushing madly since you don't sound fake and are genuinely so kind and welcoming, accepting of him that the boi literally falls in love in less than an hour and being teased by others for it.
But then, all of them falls in love with you when you came in with heavy boxes and shopping bags a few weeks later. Obviously late for the meeting and they expected Hotch to be angry but... he was just smirking knowingly, watching as you bounced up and down excitedly and was about to steal their hearts.
"So, before any of you says how late I am, I'd like to say that I had to do my usual welcoming party but I wasn't expecting any of you that day so... Firstly, here is all of your favourite drinks, snacks and meals for later... And Derek, your choice is so picky that I had to drive to the other part of the city, which is the reason why I'm late!" *Everyone widens their eyes as they see the mouth-watering meals they love while you bring the bags inside and clear your throat*
"Okay, okay... Derek, you said you wanted go to that one boxing match but was unable to do so since all the tickets were sold. Coincidentally, I know someone that works there and I was able to get you one, oh! And here is your new holster for your gun!" *proceeds to give it to him with a tiny dragonfly for luck.*
"JJ, I saw that you love scrabble a lot and also wristlets too, so I made a little charm for you alongside with an one year worth coupon for a Chinese take-out restaurant at the corner since you always gush about how amazing they do it!"
"Emily, I seriously didn't know what to get you at first, because you seemed like you don't enjoy jewelries that much but then I saw you looking at charms and playing scrabbles all the time too so I also made one charm with your initials into a keychain for you to use and got you the Lord of The Rings triology you have been wanting to have!"
"Oh, oh Garcia! I heard you were complaining how all the women's clothing were so dull and not like your style at all, wanting to have your dream dress at one point in your life... And remember I asked you to draw it? Welp, here it is! There may be some mistakes since I hadn't honed my skills in sewing and my friend helped me but I hope you like it and remember me whenever you wear them! I also got you matching jewelries too, and they are all bright colors, just as you like it!"
*Tries to catch her breath after talking for 10 minutes straight without breathing*
*Hotchner looks up and down at them as the first wobble of their lips could be seen, smirks as Garcia and JJ are the first ones to jump on you with tears because damn, no one ever loved them too much to notice all these details about them yet alone buying and making them*
"Oh wow, look at the little profiler here~" *Derek ruffling your hair to hide his own emotional eyes as you giggle, parting from them* "I've been working for like 4 years now but yeah-"
"Hey, kid. Are you not gonna show what you got for Spencer too?" *Aaron points out as you flush, your eyes beaming happily while getting out towards your car as Spencer looks confused and a lil bit hurt*
"I don't think Agent Y/N got me anythi-"
"I'M SO GLAD YOU ASKED HOTCH BECAUSE-" *slams a huge box on her desk while other let out an audible wow* "I LOVE ALL THE THINGS I GOT HIM! I might as well go to a shopping now..."
*mumbles cutely as Reid's heart starts to beat harder and faster since... the box is huge and is that double chocolate and honey muffins he smells?*
"Firstly, here is your favourite coffee with lots of sweets just as you like it! And what coffee is good without some muffins next to it! I made two of your favourites, at least I think so since you always eat them, and just a heads up... I ate one because damn, did I do them so good!" *pushes them to his desk as he looks down at them with teary eyes because you spent your time doing something for him and up at you as you go on talking*
" Also here is one of the books you once mentioned reading, I think the historical one! That one was so hard to get and I had to follow you into the library you always go but I got distracted with how amazing it was... OH OH, AND I MADE YOU SOME CARDIGANS TOO! I noticed how you like wearing them and made them in your favourite colors! There are bow ties too! I had to hug you a lot of times to understand your body measures tho, I hope it was okay..."
"Then you mentioned you love pens of all kinds and I also bought some of the best ones I found and a notebook too... And the last is the best one!" *jumping in excitement*
"Hey Aaron, remember our hunt back in the national museum? And how the owner was so glad that he gave us free entrance for a year? NOW IT'S SPENCER'S, ISN'T THAT AMAZING! I expect you to bring me too since Aaron here or his wife doesn't enjoy me drowning them with sacred knowledge about the Ancient civilizations."
"Someone has a favourite, I see~" -Derek Morgan who is smiling like an idiot
"Oh please, since I kinda claimed him as my new best friend I had to do so. Besides, you are all my new friends too! Do you know how long I watched you..."
*Spencer slowly taking all of the items one by one as he looks at them, the cardigans being soft and comfy, his favourite muffins are still steaming and the pens... the pens were amazing!*
*Spencer looking at you as you wait for his approval with a smile, tilted head at him cutely and he does something he never did before: hugged you.*
"Thank you, Agent Y/L/N... You didn't have to..."
"Nonsense! You are my friend now, and you will feel it! And please call me Y/N!*gasps dramatically while turning to look at Hotch while still hugging Spencer who had a lovesick smile* "Can he sit next to me? Pleeeease!"
"Okay, okay he can...But you are not gonna sabotage his work- Who am I kidding?" *exasperated dad sighs as you pull him towards his new desk right next to you, excitedly telling him something*
"I bet my ass they are gonna get together in less than two weeks..."
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Baby-girl 1: So... Mom basically called dibs on dad?
Baby-girl 2: And he wore cardigans? I KNEW THAT LOVE CAME FROM HIM!
Baby-girl 3: I want to be like mom so much...
Baby-girl 1: You did almost the same with your boyfriend in highschool 🤔🤔
Baby-girl 3: Yeah, I know...
Baby-girl 4: *baby noises*
*all the girls giggling as they continue to look at the photo Auntie Penny took at the first day where their parents are already looking at each other with love*
P.S: God knows all of them need a soft moment and someone loving them unconditionally.
P.S: How cute it would be if they sticked together for 16 seasons tho-
P.S: Am I too invested? Yes. Am I gonna write this? Yes.
*slowly writes it down on the wip*
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cho-aaacho · 7 months
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(Flufftober 2023) Gift Giving
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Main Masterlist I Archive of Our Own
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Tags : Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Domestic Fluff, Gift Giving, Wedding Anniversary, Flufftober 2023, Reader is genderless
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(Flufftober Day 10)
Slowly, a gentle snowflake falls from the icy sky and renders a soft tint around your presence. As your gaze lifted to the wintry sky, you plunged headlong into the cloudy, white-kissed abyss, feeling the snowflakes tickling upon the tip of your nose.
Following your presence, Carlos draws closer, a rising tide of warmth starting to flood your senses. He met your gaze, gingerly slipped off to your lips, and touched them with his thumb, a gentle smile gracing his lips. In a voice as soothing as a lullaby, he said, "We should go inside; it's so freezing here, dear."
A mischievous glint danced in your eyes, and you responded with a playful pout. "I don't know that my Soldier Boy is so sensitive to the cold."
Summoning his strength, Carlos flickered his tongue, and he snugly adjusted your red scarf. His dark obsidian orbs glisten, fixating on you sharply, trying to pull your soul into his embrace and swimming in his beautiful eyes. "I may be a soldier, but I'm not the Winter Soldier," he said, once again retracing your eyes.
With a playful wink, he lightened the mood, adding, "Also, my dear, you're not a Yeti. Though if you were, I'm sure you would be fine standing on snowy days like this, but not this long, am I correct?"
"Uh... with so many mystical creatures, why did you choose to compare me to a Yeti?"
As you follow Carlos' shadow, both of you tread a path toward the cabin, where you and he are staying for a wedding anniversary. Though he's so bad at selecting a romantic destination to date. You're quite smitten with this hidden gem.
"Whoa, that's quite freezing. I have no idea about your ability to stay on a snowy day like that," he mused, tracing the contours of your gaze with his own.
With a playful voice, he lightened the mood, adding, "So what's on your mind, sweetheart? I remember you mentioning something, but Nikolai interrupted us. That stupid silver phantom is quite annoying, isn't he?"
You pinched his cheeks, pretending to be angry. "Hey, don't talk bad about your coworkers; Mr. Zinoviev is a good man."
Your laughter cascades into the air, alluring the whole room with a romantic aura. With a graceful dance, you glided to the corner of the room and reached the drawer. Your fingertips are sliding along the contour of a cardboard box, trying to feel the shape of it. The box was wrapped in hues of blue and yellow.
"This is for you, Carlos."
"Eh? You don't have to give me a gift!" he added playfully, mimicking a crying voice. "And now I want to cry, huhuhu."
"Hey! Stop that!"
As his fingertips glided through the box, a delightful smile curled on his lips. His eyes were glimmering, almost like the first stars you saw in the clear night sky.
He gingerly cradled the box in his hands, trying not to ruin the shape of the box. Because, for God's sake, he cherished every detail of you. He is always thinking that you are a good omen from his darkest past. He appreciates everything you give him; he doesn't even regret loving you.
"Oh..."
With a sigh of wonder, he let his shoulder sag, feeling overwhelmed with what he had just seen. His mind, trying to piece together the whole memory with you, the clouds above his head, has turned into a beautiful rainbow.
His glassy eyes, brimming with emotion, gazed at you in disbelief, tears flowing down his cheeks. The tenderness was real. Following his gesture, a soft kiss met your lips, followed by another one. Kiss again. Another and another.
In a trembling voice, he spoke. "Thank you... you've always been so nice to me. Even when we are strangers, your warmth always warms me."
"You like it, Carlos?"
"Of course I do. I hope I can carry this like a treasure to heaven."
The gift is a photograph of a moment between him and you. Captured beneath the beautiful cherry blossoms. He lost the photograph in the Racoon City Incident. But that photograph, by some magical force, reappeared before him. Giving him a romantic bond that ties you and him.
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Van palmer x reader- tensions rising
Warnings: nothin just a little smooch 16+ babes
Description: enemies to lovers vibes
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Hates a strong word and not something I use for just anybody but I do hate one person and that's Van palmer. Her stupid ginger hair and freckles haunt me in my dreams,not at all attractive! Making cringy movie references every time anyone says literally anything, it's sooo annoying! Not at all interesting or cute! But I deal with it for the good of the team, the only thing more annoying then vans movie references is the constant bickering when your trying to play a game of football. Of course I never start it, Van hates me as much as I hate her, if not more so. Me and Natalie are in the locker rooms getting ready to play when Van and tai start snickering as us before barging into me as they walk past, "bitch" I mumble as she moves away from us. "Why do you two hate each other so much anyway, it kinda came out of no where" Natalie speaks. She's kinda right me and Van used to be friends, not even that long ago before she started acting all mean and better then me, i actually started to like her before all this, I assumed it was because she got friends with tai and I became friends with Nat so she just didn't need me anymore but really I'm not sure. "I don't even know she just hates my guts" I reply sounding slightly sadder then I meant to, i dont really want to let Nat into the labyrinth that is mine and vans relationship. "Yeah I'm sure" the blond speaks back sarcastically, looking at me curiously. " guys come on your late!" Jackie shouts through the locker room, saving me from Nats interrogation.
Everyone gathered round coach listening to him tell us about how practice was gonna run, doing a skirmish (meaning a practice game) so we get put into two groups, unfortunately me and nat got split up and she was on vans team, meanwhile tai was on mine. We all got into position and coach martinez blew the whistle. We'd played for a while when I got the ball I'm on attack so I ran with it getting into the box and getting ready to strike, I pretended to kick the ball one way, leading to van leaping towards that side, before moving  and hitting it in the other side of the net, successfully scoring! Everyone on my team ran towards me and cheered whilst tai rolled her eyes and Nat smiled at me. It was all going great until a certain redhead started screaming about how I'm a "fucking cheat" and cant play soccer. Usually this wouldn't have bothered me but come on she's been bitching all day, I walked over to her before saying "god sore looser much?" To the very angry goalie. She started toward me "oh yeah well at least I'm not the one who cries whenever she gets out on a team without her fuck buddy" she screams, making me confused as Nat and Lottie came between us, coach blowing the whistle loudly to get our attention. "Y/l/N, PALMER GO GET CHANGED YOU'RE DONE FOR THE DAY UNTIL YOU CAN WORK AS A TEAM" he booms.
I sigh before heading towards the locker rooms, Van trailing behind me. When we get through the doors I can't help but ask "what did you mean back there about the fuck buddy thing?" I question directed at the red head sat on the bench. "Oh what you think no one can see what's going on between you and Nat" she spits. "Huh?" I say starting to giggle, does she think there's something going on between me and Nat? "We're just friends, honestly" I say. " and for the record I don't cry when we get put on different teams, I just don't like being put on a team with people who hate me with no backup". She looks up at me, now it's her turn to question " your seriously just friends? And what do you mean people who don't like you, has someone said something?" she starts becoming almost protective. "Yeah you Van, and taissa. You've both been pretty mean to me you know". "Yeah well you haven't exactly been the easiest to deal with either", now I can't really argue with that. " okay fair, what even happened to us, we used to be like best friends" I say, feeling a little sad that the girl whom I not only loved as a friend but I really started to like more then that. " I didn't think you like me anymore and to be fair you did kinda replace me with Nat" "not really you kinda replaced me with tai, and anyway didn't you think Nat and i where dating or even just fucking, can I not be friends with you and someone else, or better yet fuck someone else; that's not even interfering with us or our dynamic" i state laughing a little, did she really think I was replacing her?. She stares at the ground before opening her mouth "y/n" she whispers, "Van" I whisper back smiling at her before realising she's being serious. She stands and come closer to me. "I couldn't be friends and think you where messing around with someone else, I got jealous I'm sorry. I started being mean to you because of it and that wasn't fair." She stops and I start to take everything she just said in "I get it if your mad I should've just told you I liked you or kept my feelings to myself and dealt with them this wasn't on you" she finishes. "Van I-I like you too, I was mean to you in retaliation, I didn't want to like you when you where being all sucky" a smile creeps up on her face, "I was kinda sucky huh", "oh absolutely" I state giggling at her. She comes closer to me and holds my waist, I look up at her, resting my hands on her shoulders. " how about we try this again?" She says smirking, "I'd love that I say"closing the gap between us, her soft lips meeting mine. We walk backwards a bit until my back meets the cold metal of the lockers, making me sigh a bit, our lips never leaving each other. Vans hands start to explore my body, untucking my shirt before making their way up my rib cage and meeting my bra. I tangle my hands in her hair, making her groan. "AND here I was thinking you two hated each other" jackie shouts down the locker room, alerting us of her presence and making us pull apart (reluctantly). I wipe my mouth quickly, Van doing the same, feeling my cheeks burn up. "Coach sent me here to make sure you two hadn't torn each other apart, looks like I got here just in time thought right?" "Okayyy enough" van replies going red herself. "Anyway now you've put aside your differences and seem to finally be 'working as a team'" she states using air quotes, " you can come to the last half an hour" Jackie finishes. "Cooool" I say, secretly wishing me and Van could finish what we started. And begin to follow her to the pitch, Van right behind me, both still red, exchanging a final glance.
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Helllloooooo, this one's a little spicier then the last. Let me know you're thoughts requests are open!!! <3.
Part 2 here
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