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hawksredfeather · 7 months

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Hawks | The Blood On My Hands

▸▸▸ HAWKS/KEIGO TAKAMI MASTERLIST

▸▸▸ SUMMARY : Hawks forgot to save everyone else but you, officially getting written up by HR and yourself.

▸▸▸ DETAILS : Angst, fem!reader, quirkless!reader, Hawks is your boyfriend, argument frfr, fluff and praise if you squint

▸▸▸ WARNINGS : Smut

▸▸▸ AUTHOR NOTES: dont forget to like >:>>

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"Y/n, come on, look at me. I said look at me," Keigo says firmly. "You don't understand what this job is. Sometimes you have to make these choices."

You glare at him with glossed-over eyes across the shiny kitchen counter.

"There were people, Keigo. You could've saved so many people, and you chose to save me. You made that decision on your own without asking. You're supposed to save as many people as you can." Your voice is quiet compared to his. None of you want this argument to transform into a fight, having both been through a lot in the past twelve hours.

The tiny cuts on your hand from holding onto a worn-out piece of wood for at least fifteen minutes earlier started to prick as you absent-mindedly poked at them.

"I don't expect you to understand."

"You're right, I don't."

"Right, no, you don't. You don't fucking know what it's like. I don't give a shit if you don't understand, you have no right to be mad at me for saving you. You not having a quirk in this society makes you entirely defenceless. What the fuck did you want me to do, huh?!" Keigo's voice picked up in volume and anger, shouting at you in desperation for a hint of comprehension. "Just stay back and watch you die?!"

You looked away. "No, don't fucking look away from me, look at me." Keigo had a big thing for communication and eye contact, always searching for your gaze to understand your feelings. For you to understand his. "Would you have really preferred for me to let you die in front of me?"

"It's not about me Kei... It's about everyone else. They also deserved to be saved."

"You don't think I already have blood on my hands? I know you don't think it's fair. I know that." The hero's calloused hands grasped the edge of the counter, sighing. "I can't do my job if you're not safe," he continues. "There's nothing in this world worth saving if you're not here with me, (Y/n). Literally nothing. I do this job because I want to keep people safe ― which includes you by the way ― but also one day, truly live in a society where heroes actually have too much time on their hands, like the people say. So I can spend time with you, and be an active part of our life together instead of coming home at three in the morning while you're already asleep. Or having to plan a month in advance for a single date because of all the paperwork I have to fill out just to take the night off."

His voice picks up again. "Fucking look around, (Y/n)! Everything I fucking do is for you! This place? For you. My job? For you. I intend to keep you safe until my dying breath. Until someone takes a spear to my heart. I don't give a fuck if you don't approve of how I do it."

Keigo's large wings, extending outwards in a threatening way, showed the extent of the hero's feelings. A sincerity you can't fake, a vow you can't disprove. He looked like an angel from the other side of the counter, an angel with red wings and worn-out eyes, courtesy of the duty he felt he had to fulfill.

The hero lowered his head once again, his wings faltering. "I just... I can't lose you (Y/n). You're all I have left."

He knew you didn't mind him crying around you, but he always wanted to seem stronger than that. He had weaknesses but never owned up to them. This time, it was different. "I would repeat what I did a thousand times over if it meant us having this argument right now... if it meant you were sitting at the other end of the counter, safe and strong enough to talk back to me." Keigo looked up, tears brimming his eyes. His voice was shaky and uneven, finding cracks to seep through every now and then.

You frowned. You felt bad as Keigo described you as "all he had left". Although you didn't want him to extend favouritism towards you, you knew he wasn't capable of it. He would choose you over any group of people. Over Japan.

Over the entire world, if it came down to it.

And here you were, as he felt you were rejecting everything he's ever offered and will ever offer. He felt you were rejecting him.

"You have to understand," Keigo walked around the counter towards you. "You have to understand you're the reason the world even has Hawks. You're the reason they still have..." he inhaled a sharp breath, "...Keigo Takami. Without you, there's none of that hero shit. I'm yours first, hero second," he said like a guilty child. He was vulnerable.

You extended your hands to meet his stubbly face, chasing away his tears with your thumbs. You didn't mind seeing him cry, but that didn't mean you liked it either.

There was so much guilt, so much self-resentment, distress and loneliness inside of Keigo. You made him feel human and alive like he no longer had to be a shell of himself to exist around others. He was aware he was dropping that responsibility onto you, and that it wasn't fair to keep pushing you to accept him and all his baggage, but he knew that you would, selfishly hoping that you would never change your mind.

"Kei..." you spoke softly and sighed. "I just want you to do the right thing."

"I will," he says, knowing you both knew it was a lie. He would continue to pick you over everything if he was given the choice.

Keigo kissed you. Not just a quick peck to settle the argument, no; he kissed you until he couldn't breathe. He was yearning to capture the tiniest bit of your love for him, of your affection, just to satiate his sick mind.

You kissed back, but it wasn't enough for the greedy hero. Keigo grew needier, moving his hands from your face to your torso, caressing your breasts as best as he could through the fabric of your shirt and your bra. He needed you. He needed you to be all over him, a mess, so he could forget his mistakes and feel good.

You started to slowly give in, pushing your bodies together until Keigo was between your thighs. His feathers rustled together feeling the contact from his clothed dick to your crotch as he grinded on you gently. The attention he was giving you was priceless, and you felt adoration from every touch of his fingertips.

"I need you baby, come on, give it to me," he muttered against your lips, trailing them from your mouth to your neck. He wanted you to want it as much as he did before he did anything. Keigo was a gentleman after all.

He elicits gentle moans from you as he sucks on your neck, having slipped one hand under your bra to play with your breast as the other one rested on your thigh, holding you in place while he rocked his lower body against yours. "Please," he pleads once more.

"Kei, come on, you're teasing," you whined as his index came in contact with your nipple. He smirked. Your tone, your now needy body, your flushed face, your words... could raise his ego to the heavens way more than his hero status. Every time. Without fail.

Keigo picked you up from your waist placing you on the table. "You want it babybird? Hm? You want me fucking pounding your little cunt until you can't form a sentence? Is that what you want?" Even though his dirty talk was engulfed in lust, it was simply to rile you up, to make you as desperate for him as he wanted. In reality, his words were dripping in love, a different tone than when you're casually having sex.

"Answer me, hm? Tell me, love, is that what you want? Is that what your pussy needs from me, baby?" he continues, holding your jaw tightly to force you to look at him. Just like in arguments, he's very strong on eye contact.

"Yes, please, Kei, you're making me wait."

Keigo chuckled softly. "Yeah, I know... I know baby," he said as he felt a wave of sadness take over him. He removed your top first, following with your bra as you pawed at his shirt, silently asking for him to take it off which he did. He knew skin-to-skin was important to you. Keigo followed with your bottoms and the last remaining piece of your underwear before discarding the rest of his own clothing, all while keeping his mouth on yours. He was mixing up sadness and desperation in his mind, as well as relief, pain, love, and care.

How dare he call himself a man. How dare he call himself a hero.

Holding back his tears, he kept your legs open around him and his hands firmly placed on your hips to stop you from wriggling, entering you with full intent. You could sense something was wrong judging by his emotionally pained expression and by his sudden change of tone and pace. Keigo needed this, truly, but felt he would break down any minute now.

"Baby," you spoke up, but he just shook his head.

"No. Shut up, I'm fine, just let me have this, please," his voice cracked. He was not fine. But he wanted this.

Keigo began to rock his body against yours, jaw locking at the pleasure. His sadness transformed into anger, not towards you, but towards himself. His hips snapped against yours, pathetic moans and whines escaping your mouth with every one of his movements.

He felt okay shortly after for the first time in the night. He was in his own personal heaven, there, right between your legs, making you feel good, making you writhe under his touch. He could die happy knowing he could make you feel this good.

You clawed at Keigo's back, right under his wings so as to not hurt the more delicate feathers of them. He was in too much bliss to talk and knew you were too. The way the head of his cock hit your cervix just right, and your spongy walls throbbed against his length drove him insane. A throbbing, shaky, moaning mess under him, and the sight alone could make him cum anytime.

Keigo reached a hand down to play with your clit, making slow circles around it. He didn't want to overstimulate you, just bring you close to his orgasm.

"You gonna cum baby? Y-You gonna cum all over my cock? God, you feel so fucking heavenly," he whined and moaned. He was twitching inside you and was waiting for you to be close to release.

"Mh- K-Keigo- I-"

He smirked and shushed you gently, his mouth next to your ear with his body slumped over. "C-Cum for me princess, my pretty baby."

Keigo's thrusts became irregular as he felt you tighten around him and the slick from your orgasm drip down in between his thighs, the feeling making him cum as deep as he could, holding you close with his arms. He mumbled through his high.

"'Gonna protect you. 'M gonna offer you the world babybird. I'll make it worth it. I'll make it worth it..."

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honeybeedrabble · 7 months

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Dangerous Desires (vii)- Mask Off

AN: I know this took a LOOOONG time to get out but it’s all worth the wait, trust. Now we’ve got the plot really coming in and i am SO! EXCITED! anyways, enjoy!!

Word Count: 6.7 K

18+ MDNI!!!!!

Content/Warnings: SPOILERS AHEAD !!!! MAJOR KAKASHI LORE DROPPED !!! AFAB!reader x Kakashi, hurt/comfort, fluff, dark fluff, drinking, stalking, attempted/implied attempted SA, violence, mentions of blood, dark!kakashi, yandere!kakashi, piv sex, unprotected sex (don’t be stupid) unprotected cream pie (DONT BE STUPID!!), mirror sex, breast play, marking, biting, major angst up ahead, VERY MINIMAL EDITING (i'm really excited to get this out lol) lmk what i missed!!

You would think that Kakashi telling you he loved you would make things easier, but it didn't. If anything, it made things worse. Before, you could say that he's just a horny shinobi, looking for a quick fuck at anytime available between missions, with you being the easiest piece of meat around. But now? Now you're forced to acknowledge that there's more bubbling beneath the surface. You’re more than just a soft body for him to wrap his arms around and use for his own pleasure- you’re someone who he loves. Very deeply in fact.

You lay on your side, nestled deeply nest to his chest, his arm draped over your shoulder. You looked up at him.

“Kakashi… I…”

“Don’t. Don’t say you don’t feel the same. But if you do… don’t tell me either way.” He spoke almost nervously. “I don’t want you to say it back if you feel pressured by it. But even if you do, I don’t want you to say it because I’m afraid... I’m afraid of what I’ll do.” He said, staring up at the ceiling.

“Oh.” You sighed deeply, staring up at the ceiling with him. “You said that you’ve imagined yourself saying things to me, things I have no idea about. If we’re being transparent… what is it you want to tell me?” You asked, resting a hand on his chest.

He was silent for a moment, pondering what to mention or what not to.

“I… I’ve seen some stuff.”

“Haven’t we all,” you smirked. He let out an amused exhale, running his thumb up and down your arm.

“Yes, but I’m still dealing with it all… I want to tell you but I don’t know how you’ll react.” His voice shook a little. You sat up to look at him, his arm falling from yours and dropping to the mattress softly. His eyes seemed watery and you quickly wiped away a tear before it could fall.

“I’m here… no matter what you tell me I won’t leave.” You cooed. His eyes shot up towards yours, shining with hope. “I won’t leave… I promise.” You say with a soft smile. He sits up, holding your hand to his face, then moving it down to his chest. You could feel how fast his heart was beating through his chest, worried whatever it was would be too much for you. Worried whatever it was was too much for him.

“When I was younger, I grew up with my father, who was also a shinobi. We have a very dangerous job, you and I. Saving people. My father had to save people himself, making their lives a priority as opposed to the mission he was sent out on. In doing so he returned home a hero, but also scum. The other shinobi couldn’t believe that he had abandoned his mission and chastised him, turning him into an empty husk of a man. I lost my father, he wasn’t there anymore.” He said softly. You ran your hand up to his neck, caressing him, hoping to soothe his pain.

“When I arrived home from school one afternoon I saw him laying on the ground. Dead. He had killed himself.” Kakashi looked away from you, tears beginning to fall.

“Kakashi…” You managed.

“No note or anything! No goodbye. Just gone. God, I hated him for that. How could he leave his own son!” he bawled, crying heavy tears.

You reached your hand around to the back of his head and held him close to your chest. You could feel his warm tears hit your breasts one after the other. He breathed heavily, occasionally drawing in a shaky breath just to let it go in a half-scream against your chest.

You pet his hair, raking your hands up and down his fluffy mass. You placed a kiss against the crown of his head and wrapped your other arm around his torso, holding him closer to you. When he finally stopped hyperventilating, he rest his head against your chest, holding your arm wrapped around him for comfort.

“I learned later that it doesn’t matter what the mission is, as long as you can save your friends you can never fail a mission. But when I realized this I did the unexpected. I had killed my very own friend. She just- I didn’t- oh god,” he broke down again.

His arms wrapped around your back, hands grabbing up to your shoulders and pulling himself deeper into you. He told you about Rin between breaths, about her unfortunate demise and how he had been the hand to deal her death. All you could do was listen and hold him. He rocked gently with you in his arms and his head against your chest. Thrashing when he spoke of Obito and the scar on his eye that came along with the boys sacrifice.

He told you about Minato, how he raised Kakashi when his father couldn’t. How great of a leader he was and how much he misses him. He couldn’t protect Rin, Obito, or Minato, he spoke of how much of a failure he felt like.

No matter how hard he shook, how loud his cries were, or how intense his hold on you was, you didn’t let go. You didn’t even say anything, you just let him get it out. And while watching the man you saw as big and strong crumble completely in your arms brought a few tears to your eyes, you didn’t leave him once.

A few minutes later, after his eyes ran dry and his head hurt from all the tears lost, he finally spoke.

“The funny thing is… that whenever I’m with you… that stuff doesn’t bother me.” It came out as almost a whisper.

“What do you mean?” You asked, hand stilling in his hair.

“I mean… that it’s never in my head. When I’m with you it’s like all that shit that happened before I met you didn’t happen at all. As if… it happened to someone else. Maybe it’s true.” He sat upright, arms holding you less desperately.

“I’ve changed so much since I’ve known you. I feel like a completely different person. Before I used to prefer being alone, now I can’t stand it. I cant stand it because every time I’m alone I’d rather be spending that time with you. On missions, in the shower… in my bed.” He added sheepishly. You smiled a little bit, blushing at his words.

“I feel like when you're not around my soul is screaming for you. And it’s so loud, sweet girl it doesn’t let me think of anything other than you. I love you… I love you, I love you, I love you. I love you so much I feel like I’ve loved you always, not just in this life but previous ones I can’t even remember. And in future lives where I’m sure we'll meet again.” Another tear fell out of his eye, this one you weren’t worried about.

“But then all the memories flood me like a collapsing dam. It’s all in a second. I’m scared you’ll get hurt and I can’t protect you because I’m not there. Or worse, I’m afraid I’ll hurt you. I’m afraid that no matter how hard I try to keep you safe, I’m scared that that demented twist of fate will take you from me anyways. I couldn’t live another second if you were stolen from my life.” Kakashi cried again, you wiped his tears before his mask could be wetted by them.

“I can take care of myself, Kakashi. I’m a shinobi after all. I know you haven’t seen me fight but I know how to defend myself and others. I wont die.” You tried to reason. It was to no avail.

“My love… I don’t believe you. I cant. Not after what I’ve seen… I cant lose you. To lose you would be losing myself.” He held you closer to him, his warm skin against yours as he lay you both back down on the bed.

“I love you. Don’t leave me. You promised.” He spoke softly in your ear.

“I did.”

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The talk with Kakashi was too heavy on your mind. The next day it was all you could think about He had lost so much, you never thought about how life was for him before you two had met. You knew you’d be up all night thinking about it so you went out for a few drinks to put you to sleep.

When you arrived at the bar you scouted out the scene, a few couples, a group of friends or two, and of course some people on their own. You sat down at the bar and ordered a glass of bourbon. Sipping it occasionally between thoughts.

You felt a tap on your shoulder as a few ryō were placed on the counter next to you.

“I’ll have whatever she’s having. In fact, why don’t you get her another one?” A man with dark hair spoke from behind you. He smirked then sat down next to you, telling you his name. You quickly forgot it because of how intensely disinterested you were.

You polished off your drink as he spoke, quickly finishing the one he ordered. You thanked him for the drink, then told him you had to leave.

“Why? I barely talked to you,”

“I’m sorry sir I just… I didn’t plan on staying long and if I’m being honest I can really only handle one of these at a time. They filled my glass pretty high and I need to get home.” You explained. He glared at you.

“I buy you a drink and you take it and leave? Real classy.”

“I’m sorry, okay? I don’t feel so good so I’d appreciate it if you just let me leave.”

“Fuck you.” He spat. You narrowed your eyes at him.

“Have a nice night.” You turned around.

“Bitch…” he muttered under his breath as you left the bar.

You were lost in thought, almost drunkenly walking the streets back home, thinking about Kakashi. Your heart ached, wishing you could be with him without the terrified feeling of losing your job. You were sure people wouldn’t take you seriously if you were public about your relationship. They’d figure you slept your way to the top, not even taking your occupation seriously and all together stop visiting you.

You opened your apartment door and tossed your belongings on the nearby couch, turning on the light. You felt a heavy weight thrown against you, similarly to when Naruto had bumped into you. When you turned around is when you saw him. The man from the bar, slightly smelling of alcohol. You felt the color drain from your face.

“What the fuck is wrong with you!?” you yelled. He slammed the door behind him, walking up to you. You couldn’t believe how you let your guard down so easily.

“Listen… I payed good money for you. 350 ryō for a drink so I can get into your pussy isn’t a lot to ask for, but you just couldn’t deliver. You could’ve had it the easy way but you just had to be a prude.” He slurred as he approached you. You were frozen in confusion, yet sure what was to come. You were able to back away when he lunged and tried to grab at your hips.

“Let me make myself at home.” The guy smirked.

The door burst open and he snapped around. Kakashi stood in the doorway, his eyes piercing daggers into the man.

“Shit… you’ve got a boyfriend.” He whined. “Sorry, she didn’t tell me. She just invited me over.” He spoke. Kakashi grabbed him by the collar and thew him to the ground as he hit the ground head first.

“FUCK!” He yelled, clutching the back of his head.

“Sweet girl,” He grabbed you by your shoulders. You looked from the bar guy to him. “You need to promise me you’ll remember this. You’ll remember me as I am right here, right now in this very moment. Remember how I am with you. How I would never hurt you.” He spoke urgently. You were even more confused.

“Y-yeah…” you shook your head. He pressed a masked kiss to your forehead then turned around and grabbed the man by the shirt, dragging him just past your door way.

Kakashi knelt on the man’s knees, then struck him with a punch to the center of his face, the man yelling in agony. Kakashi put another blow to his face, then when his right hand got tired he alternated with his left. Striking the man over and over again, blood staining Kakashis knuckles. You hear the man spit blood on the ground.

“I’m sorry, I- I didn’t know.” He begged.

Kakashi stood up, then kicked the pained man in his rib. He let out a cry, grunting and taking it all. Kakashi lifted him up and held him against the outside wall, punching him in his gut, the man coughing up blood. Kakashi smiled under his mask, watching the man who tried to take you writhe in agony.

“I should fucking kill you. I saw you follow her home, I know she didn’t bring you.” Kakashi almost laughed.

“Please man, I’m so sorry. I just- fuck. Please stop.” He man blubbered, his chin falling to his chest.

“You’re a stupid son of a bitch. You’re just a piece of shit who can’t get any pussy and the only way you can get it is by trying to hurt my girl. I think the village would be a lot better without you in it,” Kakashi punched him again, letting go of his collar and watching him slump to the ground. He thrusted his knee into the man’s face, the mans head being thrown back against the wall hard. He cried. Kakashi crouched down to the guys level.

“If you want to live you’ll get the fuck out of here. Not just this building but the village itself. Go far, because I’ll fucking look for you. And if I find you I’ll kill you out there where nobody can find your body.” Kakashi was a mad man, staring into the bloody man’s eyes with a violent craving for his pain. The man lay on the floor with a groan between his wails.

You stood there, the experience completely sobering. Kakashis fists we’re covered in blood, his face had a few droplets on it as he stood in your door way, his head turning to look at you. You looked back, throbbing with arousal.

As a medical shinobi, you couldn’t believe what he just did. But as a woman, you couldn’t believe he wasn’t inside of you already. The way he brutally attacked the man who had bothered you, who had followed you home and had tried to assault you, who had tried to take you from him… it made your heart beat unreasonably fast.

Kakashi lowered his head and slammed the door behind him, walking up to you with a dark aura surrounding him. You felt the hair on the back of your neck raise as he snaked his hand around your waist to pull you deep into his large frame. His grip was tight, eliciting a small whimper out of you as you felt his iron strong arms lock you against him, forcing you into submission, leaving you with no room for movement.

“Did I scare you, sweet girl?”

Your breath hitched, the seductive tone of his voice sending the shiver down your back, he could feel it. What he couldn't feel was the pang of desire, shooting at your needy cunt. You shook your head and he laughed low in your ear.

“Really?” He smirked, hand trailing down your back and resting just above the curve of your ass. “So if I went out there and finished the job, you wouldn’t scream?”

“…No….” You rasped, having a hard time catching your breath while you trembled in his arms, core tightening and loins burning with an insatiable desire for his touch. The wet slick soaking your panties wasn't helping. You felt as if you had lost all sense of composure, pawing at his chest as you lost your inhibitions in his embrace.

“Really? Cause if you say the word, I’ll make sure that the only tomorrow he sees is when he's six feet underground.” You felt his member hardening behind his pants. You threw yourself against him further, searching for what you desperately craved.

“You don’t need to do that… he didn’t even touch me…” You said softly, looking towards the door. With his free hand, Kakashi held your chin between his index and thumb, moving your head back up to him so he could look you in the eyes.

“Well then I guess we’re both very lucky men, huh? He’s lucky, because he didn’t touch you. And I’m lucky, because I get to fuck you.”

He kissed you deeply, his lips warm under his mask. You grabbed both of his cheeks as you desperately needed for contact. As you kissed him you felt a shameful lust burning its way through your body, ignited by the violence in Kakashis crime of passion. And it was all for you.

You raked your hands through his hair, eyes snapped shut tightly. He broke the kiss but your eyes remained closed, lips parted knowingly. You felt his soft, warm lips meet yours again, uncovered by the confines of his mask. You smiled into the kiss, feeling his lips against yours without the feeling of the bandana against your eyes. While you did like to wear it, feeling Kakashi’s kisses without the restriction was invigorating.

You opened your lips immediately, your tongue diving to into his mouth for a change of pace. He laughed slightly, backing you up against your wall and spreading your legs with his knee. Your breath hitched as he pressed his knee under your mound, his hands tight on your hips, pushing you down onto his leg.

“Go ahead and ride again, sweet girl… Show me what you can do. This time I won’t let you get tired.” He licked your bottom lip, tasting your berry flavored balm and sighing before he crashed his lips against yours again.

You swayed your hips back and forth, moaning into his mouth pathetically. The feeling of his pant clad knee getting hotter from the friction of your cunt was amazing. Your juices soaked through your panties, coating the very inside of your pants as you kept rocking against his leg.

You could taste the flavor of orange on Kakashis tongue, the combination of his spit and your lip balm creating a beautiful taste the both of you shared as your kisses got more and more heated. He tore away from your lips with a growl, tackling your neck with a feral hunger.

“I always love to make your neck look like a war zone… it’s so beautiful when I’m done with you.” He sunk his teeth into your neck, lightly biting into your soft skin.

“Thank you Kakashi!” You whined, feeling the start of a marvelous climax rising from the depths of your core. “M-More! Please- More! Hurt me more!” You cried, clutching his white, shaggy hair tighter.

He pushed you against the wall rougher, moaning your name as he bit at your sexy collar bones. His cock became increasingly harder as you dragged your clothed cunt against his leg. He lifted your shirt up and bundled up the hem of it, brushing it against your lips. You opened your mouth and he stuck the cloth in, you bit down on the material and he unclasped your strapless bra. It fell to the floor and he dove into your tits.

His soft, wet tongue circled your sensitive nipple, he horribly suppressed a moan as it hardened in his mouth.

“Perfects tits… all for me…” he huffed, kissing your cleavage as he played with your breasts. You whined, the soft shirt drowning out most of the noise. Your eyes were still cemented shut, knowing fully well not to open them, unless he were to beckon you to stare at his face. You wanted to know his face desperately, but you were focused on being good for him, letting him suck your tits like the good girl he needed you to be.

You felt the plush of your thighs shudder under his muscular leg, your orgasm on its precipice. Your brain replayed the moment he attacked the drunk man, blood spattering his knuckles as he broke more and more of him for the sake of you. You shook violently, cunt pulsing on his thigh as you came.

"Good girl..." He praised, digging his fingers deeper into your hips as you rode him. You barely heard it while you were so lost in thought. Thinking about how Kakashi would do anything for you, and how the only place you felt the safest now was in his arms.

"I love you," You moaned, juices running down your legs from inside your pants. Kakashi's breath hitched, fingers going limp against your hips as you continued to chaise your high until you slumped against the wall for support, breathing heavily post-orgasm.

"What did you say?" He asked, you kept breathing heavily until you remembered your vocalized amorous affirmations. You felt like you were caught, not sure if you should repeat what was so impulsively thrown out of you. But you couldn't help but smile to yourself, feeling the void inside of you dying, ready to accept the love only he could fill.

"I love you." You confessed, feeling a giant weight being taken off your chest. One of Kakashi's hands cupped your cheek, as he desperately devoured your lips. He broke the kiss to rub his thumb along your under eye. He said your name, catching your attention.

"My sweet girl... open your eyes... please." He whispered. You felt your heart race, unsure if you heard him right. "Please... look me in the eye when you say it."

With that, you slowly opened your eyes, looking at him in the face. He was so beautiful. You stared at his face, unable to look away from how stunning he was. It wasn't just because you were so aware of how much you loved him, it also wasn't just because you were so aware of how much he loved you that made him so mesmerizing. You felt your eyes tear up, knowing how big of a deal this was for the both of you.

"I love you." And then you saw the smile. You could see how his lips turned up as he grinned, a beauty mark under those lips and his teeth slightly on display while his eyes creased gently. You lightly gasped with shock, finally able to see him happy in front of you.

"I love you more." He said, enveloping you with his gaze. You felt your heart beat, watching him speak for the first time with so much intensity, and it was to tell you: he loves you more.

You hungrily kissed him, desperate for more. More of him. You tugged at his shirt until he could break your kiss and slip it off from over his neck. You watched him do so. He threw the shirt to the floor then looked back to you to see you were already looking. He smiled.

"Do you like what you see?" He smirked.

"You look beautiful… You are beautiful." He was taken aback, you watched as his face flushed pink, your own reacting in accordance. "All I want is to look at you." You shamelessly admitted. He laughed.

"Sweet girl, now you know how I feel about you." He moved in closer, kissing you quickly, you closed your eyes, even though you wish you could keep them open to look at him.

Your nipples hardened against his warm chest, arching your back into him. He groaned, slipping his tongue into your mouth, which you took with greed. Your fingers tangled in his hair, taking all he could give you. His hands moved to your pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them with haste as he was surprised by your sudden gluttony.

"I need you so bad..." You managed to get out between heated tongue battles. He growled in your mouth as you pulled your pants to your ankles and stepped out of them. He animalistically grabbed the backs of your thighs and threw you to his hips, where you wrapped your legs around him with haste.

He moved you through the hallway with ease, taking you to your bedroom, and while you were taken aback that he already knew where it was, you didn’t say anything. He dropped you on your bed, it squeaked as you landed ass first and a few pillows fell off in the process. You slipped your underwear off, watching him as he watched you. The hunger on his face easier to spot now that his face was bare to you.

He licked his bottom lip, moistening it with the slight drool he had in his mouth. He wanted nothing more than to make you his, stuff you full with his cock while you told him over and over again how much you loved him. And that was exactly what he was going to do.

He got on the foot of your bed, tearing the rest of your shirt off with one motion and abandoning it on the floor with the lonely pair of underwear you just discarded. He admired your glistening pussy, post orgasm and already eager for more, he wanted to devour you. He wanted you to be all his senses, your juices coating his tongue, your hands in his hair, his nose filled with your scent, his ear hearing your moans and his eyes tearing you apart as you came undone on his face. But he had other things in mind for you.

He grabbed both your arms and lifted them over your head, your hands crisscrossed at your wrists as he held them down with his left hand. His right was busy working on his zipper then he finally pulled them off along with his boxers and left them by your clothes.

His right hand lifted your ankle up, plopping in on his shoulder and snaking his hand to your knee, where he kept it still. You watched as his face blew even further with lust when you tilted your hips for easier access. He rubbed the head of his cock on your clit and you twitched at the sensation.

“You don’t know what you do to me… you make me insane.” His hand wrapped around his throbbing shaft, pumping himself up and down as his tip weeped creamy precum and dribbled onto your folds.

“And you make me weak,” You writhed under his detainment unable to break free, his eyes fixed heavy on you.

“If this is weak then you won’t recognize yourself when I’m done with you. I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t even be able to think.” His deep voice vibrated in your ears as he pushed the smooth head of his cock down your wet hole with a pained look painted on his face.

You clenched around him as you watched his expression morph across his face, his teeth clenched tight before his jaw hung slack and a loud moan escaped his lips. His hand moved up to your ankle, holding it steady to his chest while his hips drove his thick dick in and out of your warm walls. Your head spun as you kept your eyes on him, feeling your body burn hot while he bottomed out inside of you with a growl.

“You’re taking me so good… I can see it in your stomach.” Kakashi motioned towards the cockbulge in your abdomen. You couldn’t look though. How could you look at anything other than his beautiful face and how his teeth sunk into his lower lip each time he bottomed out.

His thrusts became faster and harder, a sweat bead rolling down his face as his hips snapped against yours. You let out breathy moans, unable to contain your noises of bliss as he fucked you hard and raw in your own bed. He leaned down to suck a bouncing tit into his mouth, tongue rolling along your nipple and teeth softly biting into the surrounding skin. You arched your back, desperately wanting him to mark you even more.

“Mine, mine, mine…” he whispered into your tender flesh, fucking you mad as you whimpered loud.

He was naked. Finally naked… with you. He fucking you so deep you felt like you two were one, and your tight pussy held onto him as he slid in and out of you, loud, wet noises coming from where your bodies met and you practically screamed his name before you crash your lips against his and shook in his grasp.

“Mph- love-“ you got out between kisses. He stopped his kisses as he looked down at you. Your face was completely fucked out, hair sticking to your sweaty forehead and eyes rolled back slightly in ecstasy. He let go of your hands and let your ankle slide off his shoulder, it shook as it landed on the bed.

He grabbed your waist, pulling you up to meet him and kissed you hard before shoving you into a doggy style position, facing the corner of the room where a vertical mirror sat, you two completely reflected in it. He came up behind you, rubbing his wet cock against your clit, mixing your juices and his together on the tip of his dick before pushing it into you once again. You moaned loud, his hand tangled in your hair as the other rested on your hip. He held your head up and towards the mirror as his head dipped to yours.

“Such a little slut, look at yourself. A total mess and all you did was fuck yourself on my leg and lie down for some dick.” He licked your neck, a breathless moan escaped your lips as you pressed your ass into his hips, dick inching deeper inside you.

He kept a firm grip on your hair as he fucked you infront of the mirror, he watched you intently while you completely lost yourself to the feeling of his hard cock filling your tight warmness to the hilt. His thrusts became harsh and desperate, your tits bouncing with each slap against your ass. His groin was completely soaked by your slick, sticky slapping noises filling the room each time your bodies connected.

You felt your orgasm approaching, pushing your ass back with fervor with each snap of his hips. His cock twitched inside of you and when you finally looked back into his eyes, he was already looking at you in the mirror. His brows were furrowed and his eyes were burning deep into you, his mouth agape as moans escaped through one by one. You felt yourself fall over the precipice and shook violently in his touch. You could tear your eyes from him as you came hard, staring at his reflection infront of you as you screamed.

“FUCK- K-Kakashi! I love you! I- OH! I LOVE YOU!” You cried. And it was just then when his hips stuttered before slamming into you passionately as his mouth fell open completely and a string of cursed fell from his mouth while his cock shot thick, hot, white ropes deep into your needy pussy.

“Oh- oh- oh, sweet girl. I love you so much- fuck! I love you, I love you…” he trailed off between moans, groaning out your name as he filled you up so much, his cum dribbled out from the sides.

You took him so well and he fit so right inside of you, Kakashi was positive you two were meant to be, so obsessed with the fact he was made for you he couldn’t think of anything else as he watched his cum drip out of you and onto your sheets. He knew it. He was right.

You crashed down to the bed, a shaken mess. God, you looked pathetic and Kakashi was just eating it up as he scooped you in his arms. He grabbed a box of tissues on your nightstand and wiped you clean, kissing your sweating forehead with his soft lips and covering your naked bodies with your blankets.

You two lay there for a while, Kakashi whispering sweet nothing into your hair. You couldn’t understand him, you were too fucked out to think just like he told you you’d be.

It was a few minutes and you finally stopped shaking, head craning up to kiss deep kisses into his neck. He smiled, his head coming down to meet your lips and kiss you. When you two broke the kiss, he looked deep into your eyes, a melancholic look on his face. You were confused, but continued to admire his beauty before he looked away and pressed your head into his chest.

“Is everything okay?” you asked, unsure of his sudden mood shift.

“Yeah… well… no.” Kakashis voice was nervous. “…There’s a war coming soon.” Your head shot up.

“What? How do you know?”

“It’s just a feeling I’ve been having for a while. With all the talk of akatsuki attacking the hidden sand a while ago… and the hidden mist village attack the other day… I know we’re in for something big.” Kakashi sounded positive, but you didn’t want to believe it.

“How can you be so sure?”

“I just am. I was talking with Lady Tsunade after filing my report and she has the same suspicions as I. Things have been too peaceful for too long. Somethings up.” Kakashi spoke. He held you tighter, not knowing he was doing so.

“Well then… No matter what I’ll protect you out there with my life.” You said softly, trying to suppress your fears of the hypothetical war. Kakashis grip on you tightened.

“Don’t you see that’s the problem?!” He asked defensively, his voice raised.

“I-I’m sorry?” You asked, especially confused now.

“There’s no way you’re fighting in the war, it’s too dangerous! I forbid you from going out there, I’m not losing you.” He said with a booming voice, holding you impossibly tighter. You struggled to breathe before getting out of his death grip, and sitting up in your bed, clutching the blankets to your chest.

“I don’t think you understand Kakashi, you can’t keep me from doing my job.” You announced defensively. He shot up next to you, turning to look you in the eyes, his face angry.

“No, I don’t think you understand. You fighting out there is the most nonsensical thing I’ve ever heard. I wont always be there to protect you the whole time and even if I am, I doubt I could. I cant protect anyone!” He spat. You furrowed your brows. If anyone could protect you, it would be Kakashi, that you knew.

“Kakashi you’re being unreasonable. If people get hurt out there they’re going to need me.”

“Not any more than I do!” He bit back, tears forming in his eyes. Your demeanor quickly softened.

You stretched an arm out to his back and ran your hand up and down his skin soothingly.

“If you go out there and get hurt, I don’t know what I’d do. I cant lose you… you’re what completes me. Without you I have nothing. Without you I am nothing.” You watched as tears ran his cheeks and you felt your own tears fall, watching the man you love crumble in front of you.

You watched Kakashi smile for the first time, you watched him cum for the first time, you watching him get mad and now cry for the first time all in one sitting. You longed to see him happy again, but you knew you had to stand your ground.

“Kakashi… you just have to trust me when I say I can defend myself. I’ve said it all before but you never listen to me!” you defended yourself, still trying to soothe him with your hand on his back.

“No. I know that if you go out there you’ll die. everyone I’ve loved has died and I refuse to let you become one of them!” He became agitated again. He said your name.

“My sweet girl, there’s only one thing I ask of you.” His voice and face were dead serious, grabbing your other hand tightly in his. “Quit your job.”

You felt your heart sink. How could he expect you to do something like that?! Your job was the only reason you two met- hell- your job was the only reason you were here!

“Kakashi… no.” His face changed instantly, brows furrowing and eyes becoming dark once again.

“What do you mean ‘no’?”

“I mean no. Absolutely no. Helping and healing people is what I’m passionate about, I’m a medical shinobi and a good one at that! Kakashi I know this is hard for you, I’m sorry for who you’ve lost but I’m not going to become one of them! You need to believe me.” You pleaded. Kakashis hand loosened it’s grip, and he tore his face away from you and onto his blanket covered lap.

“Sweet girl… If you love me, like you say you do, you’ll do it for me.” He said low.

“What are you even saying?”

“I’m saying you can’t have both!” He snapped, looking back at you. “It’s either me or your job!”

You felt helpless. You sat there for a minute, mind racing a million miles an hour.

“CHOOSE DAMMIT CHOOSE! CHOOSE ME! CHOOSE ME FOR ONCE! WANT ME FOR ONCE!” He yelled, tears falling heavier. You cupped his face and quickly moved in to kiss him. He tried kissing back but couldn’t manage.

You kissed him softly, stroking his cheek and wiping away the rogue tears. You broke the kiss, pressing your forehead against his. He held your face too, hands on your neck with his thumbs on your own cheeks.

“I choose my job, Kakashi.”

His hands fell from your face as he tore his out from your own. He cupped his face and bawled into his palms, crying so hard his body shuddered. You wrapped an arm around him before he tore himself away from you and quickly got out of bed.

He grabbed his boxers and pants, putting them on in a hurry.

“Kakashi, what are you doing!?”

“I’m getting out of here.” He muttered, his voice quivering.

“What the hell is the matter with you, why!?”

“Because I refuse to be with someone who has a death wish! I refuse to love someone who’s going to leave me just like all the others did. I could handle not being public about our relationship, I wouldn’t have minded as long as we were both committed. But this? No. No way.” He zipped up his pants and walked out the door. You clutched the blanket to you as you followed him out.

“So what now? You’re just going to be mad at me for loving my job, is that it?” You asked, watching him pick up his shirt and put it back on.

“Mad isn’t the half of it.” He didn’t look at you and he slipped the shirt on, the mask bunched around his neck.

“Well then what is it Kakashi, what do you want?”

“I want out.” Your heart stopped beating.

“…What?”

“It’s over. We’re over.” Once again you didn’t have any words.

“Y-You can’t be serious. Kakashi I know you’re scared but so am I. Please, let’s just talk about thi-“

“There’s nothing to talk about. You made your decision and now I’m making mine. I cant lose another person I love, as long as I’m with you I’ll love you. So if you’re going to throw yourself into the hands of death I don’t want to watch you do it.” His eyes were red.

He pinched the top of his mask and pulled it over face, hiding himself from you once again. He walked to your door, opening it and standing in the doorway, throwing his head back to look at you.

“You were never going to choose me.” With that, he walked out and slammed the door behind him, leaving you alone in your one bedroom apartment.

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r3glockets · 1 year

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social media au ⭑ timothee chalamet

pairing : timothee chalamet x new actress!reader

warnings : i think none..?

summary : at the met gala you got lost, you come to the met gala with zendaya. You tried to contacting her but your phone died and so timothee chalamet come to the rescue!

a/n : my first ever fanfic i guess lol, so please if i do anything wrong or im just a mess im really sorry! ( ps : i don’t know how to do tumblr )

cnews

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cnewss After all that kylie and timothee rumors, theres a new c-news that has been caught. No other than timothee chalamet got caught talking with y/n l/n at last night oscar, they were talking or should i say sitting in the side walk? This news has been spreading like wild fire because y/n l/n is a new actress after all. What do you think about this?

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timmylvrs she’s probably hitting on him so she get more popularity’s

user23810 leave her be, u dont even have a chance with him lmao

y/ndaily I JUST WOKE UP TO THIS????

y/nnoticemebrr someone hit me

y/ndaily here let me hit you :)

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yourname someone drag me out of this 😕

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user92679 take a break y/n 💕

thimthim TIMOTHEE LIKED THIS??!

nthng_chal thats good (im literally bawling my eyes out)

tomholland2013 drama queen

zendaya says you..

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tchalamet

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tchalamet 2/10 for the photo 🤷🏼‍♂️

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benbarnes who take this?

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tchalamet i have to answer this?

chalametgfz just reveal the girl..

y/nfancount ARE THEY IN THE SAME HOTEL?

user1029 YOUR RIGHT? WAIT WHAT

yourname

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yourname the photographer suck

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haileesteinfield you look gorgeous!!!!

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y/ndaily its true yall

yourfavfan10 PRETTY WHAT?

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user1029 i can’t wait no more srsly, JUST TELL THE TRUTH

haileesteinfield

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haileesteinfield as much ily guys, get a room

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yourname1019fans SCREAMING, CRYING

chalamet_worlds wtf just happened

user5383 this is probably not them

user1029 just accept it damn

user5383 shut up

user1029 GIRL, BYE

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tchalamet

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tchalamet Ma fille.

user5883 SOMEONE GAVE ME AN AWARD FOR BELIEVING

cnewss congratulations!!

zendaya finally 😩

tchalamet hahaha

y/ndaily ITS HAPPENING!

user2029 congratulations (im literally so jealous)

y/nnoticemebrr i swear if u throw hand or break her heart im going to find you

tchalamet i wont, dont worry

#timothee x reader #timothee chalamet #social media au #timothee fluff #timothee x y/n #fluff #timothee imagine #first tumblr post #timothee icons

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fyodorloveclub · 1 year

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𝑆𝑇𝐴𝑌 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐸.

♙ pairing: son!fyodor x reader

♙ cw: DARK CONTENT!! (i)ncest, yandere!fyodor, vaginal sex, handjob, sub(ish) fyodor, 18+ only minors dni!! it is mentioned, but fyodor is an adult

♙ notes: starting off with a bang for my first 1k event fic, dedicated to my one and only beloved kal @hnnnnnnnmscorner ♡ ♡

♙ wc: 1.8k

⇢ dark content disclaimer: pls remember this is entirely fiction with absolutely NO reflection of reality! i do not condone this nor any other dc i write, pls just block or unfollow if you dont like it, and do NOT report or leave hate comments.

Your son, Fyodor, always seemed to have an emergency whenever you had a date set up.

“I need you, Mommy,” Fyodor whined over the phone, sniffling. Your heart broke hearing his despaired sobs, exactly like Fyodor knew it would.

“Don’t worry, baby,” you cooed as you haphazardly gathered your belongings and offered your date an apologetic look. “Mommy’s here for you.”

Fyodor mumbled a sniffled thank you, before hanging up, as a knowing smirk spread across his face.

You had been single ever since Fyodor could remember, and to him, that’s how it needed to stay. As an only child, he always had all of your attention and was comfortably used to being the center of your world. You loved him more than anyone else, and Fyodor would be six feet under before he ever let that change.

You’d been through countless dates, had countless almost-boyfriends, but could never seem to understand why none of them stuck. Was your job too demanding? Did you not call or text enough? Were you just that unlikable? It was hilarious how oblivious you were.

You somehow couldn’t – or refused – to see how your son was purposely fucking up every potential romantic relationship so he could ensure he remained the most important person and thing in his life.

And he had a lot of fun doing it, too. He loved acting happy and supportive whenever you came home from work telling him about a new blind date you had been set up on because he loved seeing you smile, though the rage that bubbled up inside him thinking about your attention being on another man made him nauseous. But by doing so, he could overplay the sad boy act when they finally ended things or even ghosted you, expertly timed tears slipping down his cheeks as he hugged you tight.

He really just wishes he could see the faces of all the men you’ve bailed on when they realize they’re missing out on sex that night because your adult son called crying for mommy. Especially the repeat offenders who put up with the antics much longer than they should’ve – what they looked like when, once again, your precious Fedya’s face popped up on your phone alongside his special ringtone. God it was fun.

You fly through the front door, face flushed as you arrive home, searching for your distressed son.

“Honey?” you called out.

“I’m in here,” he replied, voice cracking and dripping with tears – in your room.

You kicked your shoes and jacket off before hurrying up the stairs, peaking your head through the doorframe to see Fyodor curled in on himself, sobbing.

He had watched your location in real time as you drove home, so he knew exactly when to turn on the waterworks – approximately eight minutes before you arrived to allow for a perfectly flushed face, puffy eyes, and runny nose to make it seem like he’d been crying for hours.

And it fooled you every time. You rushed over to the bed to sit, back leaned against the headboard, and pulled him into your lap. He curled up into you instinctively, fitting against you perfectly like he had his whole life. You pet his mussed, dark hair with one hand as you hold him tight to your chest with the other, as his tears continue to spill onto your shoulder.

“It’s okay, Fedya baby, it’s okay. Mommy’s got you.”

He only sniffed in response, seemingly too in distress communicate verbally.

“Can I ask what happened?” You asked, very, very delicately.

“Just r-really missed you, and started panicking, is all,” Fyodor hiccupped. You just pulled him closer to you, tears collecting at the corners of your own eyes now.

He wrapped his arms tight around your neck and buried his face into your top.

“Is there anything Mommy can do to make it better?”

The words Fyodor had been waiting for. A small smirk played across his lips where his face was hidden from your view, but wiped it away before pulling back and looking at you. He looked a mess – his long hair tangled and tousled every which way, his cheeks and nose tomato red, and lips torn to shreds from where he had been anxiously chewing on them. You offered him a gentle smile, bringing one hand up to tuck a lock of black hair behind his ear.

“Can you-” he used a hand to adjust the crotch of his pants. “Can you… help me?”

Your eyes flicked down to where his hand just was to see a slight tent forming. You smiled – it was easy when this was all it took to cheer him up.

“Of course I will, honey.”

Your hand slithered into his sleep pants looking up at him for approval before you slipped past the waistband of his boxers. Fyodor pretended to wipe away more tears to hide the menacing smirk he couldn’t help from forming as he got exactly what he wanted – you.

Fyodor groaned as your familiar fingers wrapped around his half-hard cock, thumbing briefly at the slit to gather the dribble of precum that had already begun forming.

You spit in your hand for extra lube before properly jerking him off. He couldn’t help but harden up quickly – he had been waiting for this basically all day, and he was only human.

“Were you really this excited for me?” you teased, squeezing his length and making him yelp.

“Just missed you, is all…” he grumbled, repeating himself.

He couldn’t help but fuck up into your expert fist, a little too desperate for the feeling of your hot palms against his now aching cock.

Fyodor was coming undone fast, and you, of course, could tell. The way his face contorted and hips spasmed were telltale signs that your son was about to cum, so you quickened the speed of your jerks to encourage him.

“C’mon my love, cum for Mommy,” you cooed into his ear. He whined.

“Wait wait wait-” Fyodor suddenly exclaimed, tugging at your wrist.

You immediately stopped, looking up at your son still sitting in your lap, eyes full of concern.

“What’s wrong, Fedya?”

“Can I-” Fyodor started, eyes widening before he covered his face with his hands. You could barely hear the following nevermind he mumbled, already soft words muffled by his palms.

You wrapped your fingers around his wrists and tugged gently.

“Look at me, sweetheart. Can you, what?”

“It’s selfish, Mommy.” He couldn’t meet your eyes.

“You’re allowed to be selfish sometimes, baby,” you reassured, offering him a gentle smile.

“Can I have…. more?” he asked shyly.

“More?” you cocked your head.

“…More. Of you.”

Your eyebrows furrowed as you tried to make sense of what he was saying, until it clicked.

“You want Mommy’s cunt?”

Suddenly his violet gaze met yours as you uttered the exact words he wanted to hear. Fyodor almost wanted to clap and cheer at how perfectly you had been following the script he had outlined in his head, of how tonight was to go. Of how he was going to ensure that you remained under his thumb, even if you never realized it. Just another step in the direction of making sure he would remain the only man in your life.

“Is that okay?” he almost squeaked, making sure not to fall out of character.

You just laughed and shook your head affectionately.

“C’mere, baby.”

Soon Fyodor was on his back against the mattress, looking up at you as you now straddled his lap. You still had the softest, most loving expression with a gleam in your eye.

“Let Mommy do it for you,” you whispered.

He nodded against the pillow, still playing the shy boy act.

Sucking in a sharp breath, Fyodor stared as you pulled your dress up over your head, leaving you only in your underwear on top of him. Surely this was what your date from earlier had been hoping to see, but it was all for Fyodor. It always would be.

You shifted off him momentarily to gently shimmy his sleep pants and boxers all the way off, and rid yourself of your panties before resuming your position. Now Fyodor was breathless as your pussy came in contact with his skin, already weeping slick onto his pelvis.

Grabbing his cock into your hand once again, making him hiss, you look back up at him.

“Are you sure you want this, Fedya?” you asked, a hint of nervousness in your voice. You just really didn’t want him to regret this.

“Please,” he whined, grabbing your hips.

You chuckled, running your hand up his chest.

“Okay, my love. Just for you.”

Reality turned into slow motion as Fyodor watched you raise yourself up on your knees, line his painfully throbbing erection up with your entrance, and sink down onto him. The yelp he let out was completely involuntary, as you clenched your tight heat around his cock.

“M-mom- feels so fucking good-” he stuttered, throwing his head back into the pillow.

“Good baby, I’m glad.” You leaned down to press a chaste kiss to his lips, rubbing his cheek with your thumb. “I love you, sweetheart.”

“Love you, t- fuck!” he attempted to reply, cut off by your next moves.

Using your thigh and core strength, you raised yourself off his lap once again before falling back down, moaning at the way his tip brushed directly against your sweet spot. You searched his face for any sign of discomfort but all you could see was the contorted look of pleasure as he involuntarily bucked his hips up into you, overcome with pleasure. It was reassuring enough for you.

Slowly but surely, you fell into a rhythm, using the bedframe behind Fyodor’s head as leverage as you fucked yourself on his cock.

Fyodor was a whining, garbling mess, only able to gasp out single words like fuck! or mommy! He couldn’t do anything, could only watch as you used his cock.

Though it felt good for you too, overwhelmed by the pleasure of Fedya’s length as he filled you up again and again, what felt the best was knowing how happy you were making your darling son. To see the fucked out look on his face as he approached his climax was better than anything else ever could be.

Fyodor was too distracted to properly voice his oncoming orgasm and accidentally spilled his seed inside of you but you didn’t really mind, just climbed off him and used the sheets to wipe yourself off a bit.

Then you were laying on your side next to him and pulled him in close to you, running your fingers up and down the pale skin of his back as he caught his breath.

“So good for me, baby. You did so good for me,” you cooed.

“Thank you, Mommy.” Thank you for staying mine.

#fyodor smut #fyodor x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs smut #fyodor dostoevsky x reader #tw yandere #flora's 1k event

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atlasisreal · 9 months

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YOU WERE AT *WHAT*????????????????????

yes it's true. the atlasisreal deep lore is that I attended dashcon in 2014.

that me 💕

anyways if you wanna hear my recollection of dashcon it's under the cut.

i was literally just a teenager at the time but seeing dashcon ads on Tumblr I was like. it's in Schaumburg??? like 30min from me??? I HAVE to go this is going to be the coolest thing ever. I love Tumblr all my mentally ill friends and supernatural gifs are on that website. I bet they're gonna have the coolest party ever.

LMAOOOOO

so i asked for the dashcon tix for my birthday! it was for me and my best friend (who attended and even cosplayed Homestuck with me despite not knowing anything about it) and my mom, who was mostly excited about staying in the nice hotel and swimming in the pool. I was so hype for this. anyways we get there and as people have previously talked about vis a vis dashcon, it was so hilariously underwhelming. the first thing you had to do was walk into the registration hall. I think most people have seen pics but they had written "Welcome DashCon" or something to that effect on the ground using blue painters tape, and the hall was empty asf which was really funny because they had set the table up aaaaaall the way at the back so you just got to walk across this big empty hall towards ONE PERSON sitting at a table (who in retrospect I'm pretty sure was the 19 year old they'd foisted this thing onto). she was super nice at the time though so shout out to that interaction.

we pretty much immediately headed for the only actual show floor area, which was the artists alley. if dashcon attendees are hard to find, I'm sure dashcon exhibitors are fucking unicorns bc there was... maybe 30 booths, if I'm being very generous. that being said, I got to meet nd Stevenson at dashcon! he was really nice, and complimented my cosplay. it's kind of fun to get to say I met the artist and author behind nimona and lumberjanes and she-ra at fucking DASHCON lol. hopefully next time I meet him it will be as a fellow professional comics artist huh who said that

gotta take a moment here to stress something. dashcon was very poorly planned and executed. this is true. BUT. the atmosphere, especially on the first day, was so joyful and connected. everyone was so stoked to be at THE Tumblr convention. all of us were weirdos who liked the weirdo website enough to show up in person for all our weirdo friends. We were all exchanging urls and taking big group photos and going to grab lunch together. people were very open and friendly. and I know that's my perspective as well, obviously there were plenty of things going horribly wrong behind the scenes, but having only been an attendee, it really wasn't the worst experience.

anyways so the day was fun and weird and a little boring because dashcon had fucking nothing going on but anyways so the scamming part. they called everyone into this main ballroom and stood on a little stage up front and were like "HEY IF WE DONT RAISE $200,000 THEYRE SHUTTING US DOWN" which definitely did NOT break my tiny little idiot baby heart. I definitely was super self aware and knew this was a dumb scam and I definitely DIDN'T cry and run to the hotel pool to tell my mom. she however immediately went "they're scammers and we paid for our hotel room so whatever lol". my bestie gave them $10 and after the fact was (rightfully) SUPER pissed about it because she WAS smarter than me and figured out the scam thing faster.

I think besides that scam thing the other thing I remember thinking was such fucking bullshit was that we would be walking past the ballroom where Welcome to Night Vale was supposed to perform and the line was insane. It was literally SOOOOO many people. I remember being a little bummed that I hadn't gotten tickets which was.... obviously a short lived regret. when they announced the night Vale cancellation I definitely realized shit was hinky.

a majority of the photos I have are from ballpitstuck! there was a Homestuck meetup at the ball pit, but a lot of us had found each other already and had been hanging out in little feral packs of homestucks, so we all meshed super well and basically immediately all became besties. we ended up kind of collectively agreeing to post stuff in the "ballpitstuck" tag, which is hilarious. I actually made fanart at the time! It's somewhere in the depths of my art blog. I've probably posted most of these before but for posterity:

we were cringe. but we were free. no but for real I did have so much fun hanging with the homestucks.

anyways the rest of the con was pretty much just hanging out and watching everything burn from the inside out. my favorite part was watching Tumblr react to dashcon in real-time, because everyone AT the convention was posting about it, and everyone who wasn't at the convention was actively following the updates. by the time we left I just remember being like "I think we've just experienced something very interesting". and now there's a Wikipedia page and a sarah z video about it so.

anyways shout out to my dashcon homies(tucks)

#dashcon #ballpitstuck

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yourtouchismidas · 11 months

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how would Matty respond if teenage Gigi came home drunk and he had to look after her. Maybe he doesn’t want to give her into trouble so she is scared of him and thinks she can’t tell him stuff but he wants her to be safe

the first sign that gigi is in trouble when she rings him, other than the time being 2am, is that she calls him daddy.

"daddy?" she says on the phone when he picks up, before he has even had chance to speak. she hasn't called him that since... well ever really. he's always been dad. or matty. or matthew.

"gi, what's wrong?" he says, shooting up and out of bed. gigi is supposed to be at a sleepover at her school friend claire's house. she is fifteen years old, just turned.

"i've made a mistake daddy," she says. her voice slurs. his heart is in his throat. then he hears her throw up on the other side of the line, fainter, away from the phone. someone, some people, laugh and jeer in the back ground.

"gigi where are you, baby? where are you?" matty yells down the phone, pacing, running his hands through his hair. he has already shoved on some trackies but his feet and chest are still bare. you wake up in bed, and start panicking, asking what is wrong. matty snaps at you, tells you to wait, holds a hand up. you are yelling at him that that is your baby. he isn't responding.

"gigi!" he is yelling down the phone, "gigi! august!"

"yeah, i'm here. i'm here," her muffled voice reappears. she starts crying. "i'm so sorry dad. i'm so so sorry."

"honey ,where are you?"

"claire's. she had a party. i'm so so sorry."

"what have you had, gi?"

"just like shots and stuff," gigi says.

"nothing else? it's okay baby you can tell me. just please tell me okay so i can help you."

"nothing else."

you are clutching matty's arm and so he turns to you and mouths, "drunk" and then strokes your face quickly as an apology, his heart rate slowing in his chest as he realises it might not be as bad as he first thought.

"right, stay on the phone my love, i'm coming to get you."

he holds the phone in one hand while he shoves on trainers and a shirt. you talk to gigi, saying its okay, and she starts sobbing.

"i didnt want mum to know, dad, i didnt want mum to know!"

"it's okay darling, i'm not mad okay. i just want you home safe."

matty gets in the car and drives over to claires. he keeps gigi on the phone the whole time, getting her to confirm she is okay, which is all she can really do right now, as everything else comes out slurred. when he pulls up to claire's, there is music blasting in the house, kids are out on the lawn and there is laughter and yelling everywhere. gigi is sitting on the pavement, eyes running with make up, hair everywhere. she has a bag in front of her, holding it in case she is sick again.

"oh baby," he says, running to her, "oh my sweet baby."

"daddy i'm sorry," she says, looking at him.

"oh honey it's okay," he says. he runs his fingers over her forehead to get the hair out his eyes. "your dad is experienced in this kind of thing, ey? you're just gonna feel rough for a while."

gigi moans.

"where are your friends, baby?"

she shrugs.

"so..." matty looks around at the house, at the pavement, empty except for them. "...so they left you out here? noone came out to make sure you were okay?"

he can feel the anger seeping into his voice. he never like that snot nosed little claire. bossing gigi around, making snide comments. and now this.

"dad," gigi says, looking up at him, "let's just go."

"they just left you out here? no one came to check on you?"

"it's fine," gigi says.

"no it aint fine!" he yells, "they call themselves your friends and they can't even stay with you?"

"let's just go. i wont hang out with them anymore okay, i dont want to. just take me home?"

matty already has his phone out.

"yeah police, thanks. i need to report a party with underage drinking. thank you."

gigi groans. he gives them the address and starts helping her into the car, whispering to her that she is going to have some water and a sleep and then a movie day and she is going to feel much better. someone starts laughing behind them, near the house.

"look at gigi healy!" a boy says, "can't handle the drink and has to be rescued by daddy. rock star daddy."

"not very rockstar of you gigi" another boy yells. gigi closes her eyes. tears roll down her cheek. matty watches. then turns.

"oi!" he yells. he is storming over before he can stop himself, "think you're dead funny do you? think you're smart? you're just a fucking ugly little shit who doesnt deserve to be ten miles from my daughter okay. now i'm sorry your mummy and daddy dont love you enough to give a flying fuck where you are, but i'm taking my daughter home and i'm shutting this whole thing down."

"aw what?" someone from the doorway says. the boys matty has just yelled at are stunned silent.

"that's right!" matty yells, marching up to the person in the doorway and then peering in. "if you cant fucking look after each other. you dont deserve to party. that's fucking basic etiquette. clearly you dont fucking know anything."

he turns to leave.

"you're like twelve years old. all of you. go read a fucking book for gods sake."

him and gigi are driving home quietly.

"sorry for that," he says, rubbing his hands over his face. "i hope i havent made it weird with your friends."

"they're not my friends," gigi says, "not the ones you yelled at anyway."

"nah, they're shit."

they drive quietly for a bit longer.

"thanks dad," gigi says, almost a whisper. he puts a hand on her leg.

"you need me baby, i'm there."

when he pulls up in the driveway, gigi gets a text.

"oh no," she says, "they're yelling at rosie now because she is my friend. and gemma. they can't even get home because their parents don't know."

and that is how gigi ends up in bed, you watching over her, and matty ends up ferrying back and forth to the now shut down party, giving a bunch of teenage girls a lift home.

#ruins #ruins behind the scenes #matty healy x reader #matty healy x you #matty healy #matty healy x y/n #the 1975 fanfic #matty healy fanfiction #dad!matty

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reginageorgesgirlfriend3020 · 11 months

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Heart to heart conversation

You've been mad at Sam for a couple days. She just wont open up to you about her past. You dont wanna force her to do it but it's in your good hearted nature to wanna help her heal.

You were sitting in the room just listening to music. You heard someone knock on the door. You see your girlfriend sam. She lays down next to you. You take off your headphones and put your phone on the nightstand.

"I'm ready to talk". Sam said to you.

"Okay". You said.

"Promise not to judge?" Sam asked you.

You nodded.

"I just wanna apologize for being so silent and blowing you off these past couple of days. It's not fair to you, and I just wanna say that I'm sorry". Sam said.

"Its okay babe. Really". You said.

"No, no, it's not. I've never told anyone about my past not even my psychiatrist. I used to do drugs. I used to sleep with random men for drugs even while working two crappy jobs to have just enough money to survive. I even got in trouble with the law for having weed on me. I wanted to feel no pain. I wanted to be just like a zombie. Numb with no feelings. I felt lonely and pushed aside by family. Like nothing I did mattered. So I left Tara behind because I didnt want her to see me be involved with drugs". Sam said.

"You're very brave for sharing what you're feeling. You're strong. Stronger than you know. And I want you to know that you're always enough. You dont have ro feel ashamed about your past you dont have to feel ashamed about what you did or who you were. Who you were in the past is not who you are now and who you'll be down the road in the near future". You said.

Sam began to cry. "Ba-baby. Do you...D-do you really mean that?".

"I do". You said softly. "Everybody has a past. But our past doesnt make us who we are. It's a reminder of who we were but it has no connection into the person we'll be. You dont gotta feel bad about the past. The past is over. And ahead of you is a very bright present and a very bright future". You said.

You reached over and hugged Sam as Sam hugged you back. You kissed Sam on her hair and continued to hold her in your arms.

"Thank you for being so understanding. Thank you for being born". Sam said.

You smiled. "And thank you for being such an amazing girlfriend. Thank you for sharing what you went through. Talking about the past is never easy. Closing those chapters is never easy but I'm glad you did tell me what you went through. And anytime you wanna talk im here". You said. "Let's not get into an argument anymore. I hate when we fight and I hate when we go to bed angry at each other".

Sam wrapped her arms around you. "I hate when we fight too. It breaks my heart when we go to bed angry. Let's not fight anymore. Promise". Sam said.

"Promise". You said.

You and Sam kissed again and decided you guys weren't gonna fight anymore. After that you and Sam kissed and decided to cuddle while watching Jersey shore.

#sam carpenter × you #sam carpenter x y/n #sam carpenter #scream 6 #sam carpenter x reader #scream headcanons

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rinsuniverse · 10 months

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Hiii can i request taking care of Jun when he got back from a trip and he’s sick?

[7:02]

moon junhui being a sick baby that you have to care for!

jun is the opposite of jihoon when it comes to relationships, so i hope i captured his personality well!

imagine you're waiting at home by your front door

seventeen was just on tour for awhile and jun missed you so much

he'd constantly be texting you and sending you selfies or pics of his perspective during his trip

he's so clingy, it's physically pains him that he couldn't touch or hug or kiss you for so long

he promises that as soon as he arrives back, he'll go and visit you asap

so you sat there with some meal prepared and some videogames set up for the night his plane was to arrive

you hear some knocks on your door and you open it immediately!

he rushes in, pulling you into a big hug

he's wearing a long trech coat to protect him from the cold, and you reach underneath his coat to wrap your arms tightly around his waist

you both have this competition/inside joke to see who hugs tightest, but he seems weaker than usual, so you let go quicker than usual

"i missed you, junnie. how are you?" you say, closing the front door behind him

as soon as he speaks, you notice something's wrong

"i missed you so much, but i'm great now that i'm here with you-"

"do you have a stuffy nose? your voice sounds nasally and strained."

"what? i'm not-" but he suddenly has a coughing attack

his coughs are very loud and crackly, it makes your eyebrows furrow

you move to take off his jacket for him

"i'm sorry," he says, grabbing the jacket from you and putting it to the side so he can cling onto you

"don't be sorry, silly. i know you like to work really hard, so i'm not surprised you overworked yourself"

"it smells good, did you cook something for me?"

"don't worry about it. i'll pack it for tomorrow because you need some warm stew tonight," you insist

he's smiling so wide

he loves taking care of you, so when you take care of him in return, he swears his heart flutters

jun is the type to not share his emotions, to be honest

if he does, it'd be in a joking way because he doesn't want to make others worry about him

"i'm not sick. i'm just super siiiick like dope and swag and sexy," he says, wanting to see your reaction

you chuckle, rolling your eyes as you waddle around the kitchen, making him the stew with him backhugging you

his chin is resting on your shoulder and whenever he talks, he moves so he's quietly talking in your ear

"you should go lay down or something"

"no, it feels nice like this"

if he's tired or sick, he'll be even more clingy to you, trust me

"you should make it really spicy to clear my sinuses. i'm great with spice."

"yeah, whatever you say."

dont let him see you rolling your eyes pls

you do make it a bit spicy for him

you manage to make him some stew as he clings to you like a koala

you sit down together in the living room in front of the tv and he's pouting when he sees the videogames set up

"you set this all up for us?"

"of course, but you need to rest. we can play tomorrow since you're definitely taking the day off of work, right?"

he nods, obeying easily

"good."

"hmm, my arms are really really tired, you know, y/n?"

"what? did you dance too hard or something?"

"i'm not sure, but i think you might need to feed me."

"really? ((T_T))"

he starts fake crying loudly, coughing a few times, that you try and shut him up by covering his mouth with your hand

you do end up spoon feeding him (and he loves it so much, he's eating that sht up)

after he eats, you manage to get him to stop clinging to you so you can fetch him some medicine for him to take

you take notes on your phone, setting an alarm for the next time he needs a dosage

he listens to you easily because (1) he loves you, and (2) he literally is too tired to refuse

the two of you head to bed early, and you play a movie to try and distract him

poor baby gets a fever as it gets later into the night and you start worrying sick

"jun, there's no way you're okay! your head is steaming hot and you have the chills!"

"don't worry about me, just come hereee, baby"

"jun."

"fine."

you get some rags and some ice water with some alcohol in it to press against his forehead and neck

at the end of the night, as he's slowly falling asleep, he turns to look at you

he moves his hand to caress your cheek "thanks for taking care of me, y/n. this means the world to me."

"of course. be more careful of your health next time, though. but if not, i'll still be here to care for you, okay?"

he moves his hand to be behind your neck, and he pulls you into a quick kiss, giggling to himself as he falls asleep

you end up becoming sick too, but it's fine. you both will end up taking care of each other until you're better 🤍

STREAM PSYCHO BY JUN!!!

i hope you enjoyed this, anon. thank you so much for the request. feel free to request more! ✧( ु•⌄• )◞◟( •⌄• ू )✧

(p.s. requests are now open! ς(>‿<.))

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yoursweetinoccentdreams · 1 year

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Bundle Of Joy | Tengen and his wives X fem Pregnant reader | PART 2 OF SWOLLEN

Warnings!: Sfw!, Home water birth, Nudity, fluff!

Parings!: Tengen Hinatsuru Suma Makio and fem reader

Y/N's POV: As im sitting in my rocking chair doing some casual online shopping for the nursery to prepare for the new baby, I suddenly see this cute newborn outfit as my eyes glimmer in awe. "Hina!" I call her from downstairs, "Yes? what do you need sweetheart? her eyebrows raise in interest. "Which color do you think i should ge-" Suddenly i feel water gush out of me, my eyes widen as panic takes over me. "Oh shit.." Hina curses under her breath, "TENGEN!!!!!!" Tengen downstairs on the couch, he sighs rolling his eyes thinking that one of his wives got into a disagreement. "What??" He yells back. "Y/N'S WATER BROKE COME QUICK!" Hina yells back down to him.

"Oh shit.. IM COMMING Y/N!" Tengen runs upstairs as Suma and Makio look at eachother as both of their eyes widen and their eyebrows furrow, coming from their room and are following not far behind Tengen. Tengen walks into the room, he carries Y/N bridal style downstairs into the living room setting her on the couch. "MAKIO! GO GET SHINOBU!" Tengen yells, Makio get's on the phone and calls Shinobu to come guide them of what to do as they all panic. "Okay.. Y/n im gonna need you to breathe in and out" Makio says, I nod."Okay.. Okay.." I squeeze my eyes shut as i feel a sharp pain washing over me intensely, I whimper due to being uncomfortable, embarassed, and overwhelemed by such feelings, also remembering what Makio said i start doing breathing techniques. Suma comes back with Shinobu panting hard gesturing that she ran all the way to her house. "Hey mama!" Shinobu says panting and rushing.

She reaches in her medical bag for a sethescope to listen to me and the babies heart. "Okay! it seems like shes going to go into labor in the next 24 hours, i hope you dont mind but i am going to have to stay here and make sure she gets through the birthing process well, considering.. i am the midwife." She smiles. Me and Tengen both nod, I groan at feeling another contraction. "Okay, Tengen please go get her a robe or something comfortable get pillows, blankets, ONLY water." Shinobu asks. "Okay ill be right back Y/N" he says as i nod. Makio and Hinatsuru starting to slowly calm down knowing proper aid is here, other than Suma's non-stop crying. "Are you okay babe?" Makio asks as she takes a step towards me to sit down and rub circle's into my tummy.

"I'm okay.. just uncomfortable." I say as i wince at another contraction. "Good" Makio nods at me kissing my cheek. "Im back with everything" Tengen says walking in. "here put this on" he says helping me stand up to take my clothes off and put on the white clean robe. Shinobu makes me special tea to soothe my nerves and to help with the pain. "Here.. I made you some tea it can help with the contractions.. i put some medicine in there too, be careful its hot." She says assuringly. "Thank you Shinobu i dont know what i'd do without your aid. I say smiling

Time Skip! "Tengen.. Please go run hot water in your master bathtub please." Shinobu asks Tengen, "Of course." He says running hot water into our master bathroom tub which has the biggest tub in the house. I start to cry as the contractions slowly get worse and worse each time knowing what time it is. "hey hey!, don't cry!" Suma says trying to calm me down. " OH yeah?! you're one to talk you moron!" Makio teasing Suma. "I wasnt even talking to you Makio!" I quickly grab Suma and Makio's hands, "Please dont argue like this, not at this time i really need the both of you.. ALL of you, im so scared i dont think i can do it" I confess as i start to cry. Makio and Suma both start "Shhh"-ing me trying to get the voices out of my head. "You're going to be great!, and you're going to be an AMAZING mom, WE are going to be amazing Mom's." Makio says, Suma nodding in agreement. "I love you guys.. thank you.. im so scared.. i really needed that" They start tearing up as they both take turns kissing me.

As i start to feel another contraction, "Y/N.. It's time" Shinobu says looking at me with determined eyes. "O-okay.." i say as Tengen and the girls rushing to my aid to help me stand up, Tengen picks me up bridal style and starts making his way over to the bathtub. I sit in the hot tub, not even caring or worrying about if its too hot or too cold. I look over to my side and see beautiful smelling melatonin candles lit, and there it is.. towels..blankets.. baby supplies.. medicine.. even a bassinet, only thing missing.. was the baby.

Tengen sitting behind me to give me support when i need it, with nothing but a robe and shorts Makio hina and Suma on the tile of the right side of me. "Okay.. Your cervix has dialated to 6 cenimeters, you ready to start pushing mama?" Shinobu asks looking up at me and Tengen. "m' scared.." as i reach for Tengen as He and Hinatsuru, suma are all holding me keeping me supported and comforting me, as Makio records this memory. "You ready? I know its gonna hurt but we have to get this baby outta you sweetheart" He says reassuringly "It will all be over before you know it, Mkay?" he says "I nod quickly at him and Shinobu"

"1,2,3 Okay.. Push.." She says as i make one push, I wince and groan in pain. I had stopped pushing as tears fall from my eyes, catching my breath and asking Suma to give me some water for some sort of "relief??" I calm down as i do another push.. "1,2,3 Push!" Shinobu screams as i Push with force, the babies head being halfway already out. "Okay.. There's the head!" Shinobu says excitedly as Tengen Suma Makio and Hinatsuru start grinning. "Ready for another one?, 1,2,3 PUSH!" She says as i push again. With one more push.. next thing i know is me groaning and breathing heavily as theres silence..

Wails can be heard.. The sound of a baby crying... OUR baby crying. Shinbou rushes to get the baby out of water and onto a towel as she starts rubbing the newborn up and down warming him up , drying him off. She takes a baby nasal and sucks up the mucus from his mouth ears and nose. "Hi baby boy!" she says cooingly at the baby to try?? and soothe him. She wraps him up in a towel and hands him back to me. "Oh my god.. hi!?" i say out of breath, as i lean my head against Tengens stomach leaning back.. I see hes crying. "Y/N.. You did.. such a flamboyant job!" I look over to see Hinatsuru, Makio, and Suma all weeping, all of the girls kiss me and give me hugs as Tengen is watching trying to make it seem like he isnt crying, as Shinobu watches in awe.

"Welcome to the world, little Bundle Of Joy."

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tulipanthousa · 3 months

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tell us about the unwritten au 👀

okay, full disclosure, this will never be written. i have no intention of ever doing so. if someone else is willing to take a crack at it be my guest but this would be too much for me to handle

so, here it is

Content Warnings: angst, RAPE (<- read this. the dove is dead. do not pass go do not collect $200. youve been warned) both directly and via proxy, and other kinds of sexual coercion

LAOFT RELAMP but at what cost

In main story laoft, durant does not see roman and remy's dalliances as important or a threat to him/his control over roman.

in this story. he does

in an agonizing display of cruelty, he kidnaps remy and presents him to night roman as a gift.

its a terrible position - roman cant reject the gift and risk durants anger, which will end in disaster for both him and remy... but niether can he accept it and walk back into his day life with the knowledge that remy will remain here, trapped, alone with durant, and impossibly far away from anything roman can do to protect him

Roman takes the only path he can find - feign gratefulness so deep that he no longer had need of his day left, and giving it up. because at least if theyre both trapped remy's not alone.

Remy and Roman disappear the same night, stolen from their beds without a sound or a trace left behind.

In wickhills, Logan is incandescent with fury and patton cries so miserably the woods and hills around his house are bone-dead silent. not even the birds want to sing in his presence.

May sits alone in her house, the door locked, refusing to answer for anyone.

The Adams' put up posters across all of southeast ohio knowing nobody is going to call

And emile watches them all and churns with guilt because he didnt know remy, not really, so why does he think he has a right to be this sad?

Back in faerieland, things escalate in a bad way very quickly. Durant coerces Roman and Remy into increasingly intense sexual scenarios for his entertainment.

in the midst of this, having only one other person you can rely on or trust can, coupled with the rapid increase in intimacy, cross the wires a bit, and wwhoops, Remy and roman are in love now

Remy: or whatever passes for love in this shitshow Roman: you dont get to tell me i dont really love you Remy, crying: ok

and tbh, all of this is more of just context for what im ACTUALLY interested which is

they get out. now what?

Because in the meantime, Emile has reached out to patton, we still have LAMP and remile, and now we have pair-of-cats-that-cant-be-separated creativisleep

Logan: you thought canon logan had anger issues? ha. ha i say. this logan would kill a man sooner than let them make roman or remy even slightly uncomfortable. he'll snarled at his own mother if she gets too close. he'll snarl at thomas, though he'll feel bad about both. this is actually! not great! because logan tried to guard from the outside looks a lot like Guards Keeping Us Inside to remy and roman, so they have to figure out how to navigate logans nuclear reactor protectiveness vs it wigging roman and remy out.

Virgil: Virgil waking up is the catalyst for them getting free, and in the midst of his horror falls in QP love at first sight with remy, who was so brave and so strong and kept roman safe when virgil couldnt.

Remy: i dont know if 'safe' is even slihtly accurate Virgil: the safety of his heart and mind are of equal importance to me as his body. you have cherished both, and you can have anything you ask for as long as i live Remy: [gay fluster noises]

Patton keeps determinedly dragging emile to mays house (where they are holed up for close access to dizzy and jax) even though Emile feels like he's intruding

Patton, constantly on the verge of tears: I almost lost Roman and i've decided im in love with all of you and i CATEGORICALLY refuse to lose anyone else Emile: um Patton: RE. FUSE.

so pattons HOPE is that they all wind up in a big polycule pile, and its doesnt... not do that, but its not quite as clearcut as all that.

Theres stumbling blocks at the beginning withboth remy and roman wavering on whether or not their romantic feelings are genuine, and subsequently wondering if the fact that theeyre still in love with Emile and LAM respectively means that they arent.

this would go through some oscillations of both of them trying to deny those feelings to "prove" their love for each other, vs trying to push the other away so they can go be with p[eople they "really love"

do! not! separate them!

in my head this ends with romantic LAMP, Romantic Remile, Romantic Patmile, and QPR losleep and sleepxiety - everybody else is friends and cuddle buddies

Remy is actually super comforted by the fact that Patton is in love with him/attracted to him but never asks for more than friendship because he knows remy isnt. Metamour besties.

Dizzy suffers a lot from this ordeal (she hid from durant and subsequently roman, knowing if he found her as romans familiar it would be catastrophic) so their bond is.... stretched, lets say. overtaxed. she's a little sicklier. a little smaller, a little more timid. hides in remy or virgils jackets frequently

All of which is to say that this is a fraught extended metaphor that sometimes trauma changes you, and it changes your relationships, and it changes the way you feel attraction, and all of that is okay. it doesnt make those feelings or relationships less real or loving or valid.

anyway this is my monster. im not going to write it (please dont ask) but some people have expressed that they were glad i still shared it, so have some bite sized angst

#ask #Anonymous #laoft ask #rape cw

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notsofunsenpai · 1 month

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Tw: Overdose mentioned,unconscious/unresponsive reader mentioned.

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Kenji curses to himself,pacing back and forth while running his black painted fingernails that you painted for him through his hair,"Why?" His voice breaks,trying not to cry as he's outside your hospital room. He was left in the dark,no clue what was going on the only thing he knew was you guys were smoking and ran out of snacks and he went to go get some,when he arrived you were unresponsive and here he was right now,worried sick. That was all he knew,it's been more than an hour,maybe an hour thirty, but the doctor's hadn't given him permission to come in yet. His mind begins to wonder,what if you dont make it or what if you're in a coma or braindead? "Stop it, Kenji.." he mutters to himself,thinking like this isn't gonna ease his mind. Maybe he should get a drink or something,he didnt always pray, but he could pray for you since the hospital has a chapel build inside. He didn't know what he wanted to do,his mind was not thinking,he wasn't thinking. All he could think about was you. After all that thinking, he just decided to get some overpriced water from the vending machine and some chzpuffs, then stay in the waiting room,they has his number, and he hasn't eaten anything since earlier and the cafeteria was closed. He watches the tv that was showing some dumb sitcom that wasn't even funny,something about science he wasnt sure,he was kinda dozing off. Then his phone went off,he practically jumped out of his seat,he answered it and told him he could see you. He says, "Okay," hanging up immediately,going straight to your room,leaving his chips and water behind.

He arrived in your room in a flash. The doctor gave him a quick run down of what happened, but all he heard was that you tried to overdose because depression. He was really trying to listen, but it was too much to swallow down. He wanted to tell the doctor to hurry up and let him see you. When the doctor finally stepped to the side for him to go in,Kenji booked it inside as the doctor left the two of you to talk if you were up to it. He was right near your side,your hand in his while his thumb gently carsses your hand,"What happened?" He knew what happened, but he wanted to hear it from you. You were pale,some sweat dripping down your face as you look like you might puke some more. There was a moment of silence,Kenji kissed your hand sweetly,"Baby,i.. I dont even know where to begin. My mind is everywhere. im scared if i say the wrong thing.."he holds your hand tighter,"There's different ways to deal with your depression,I'd fucking missed you if you left me like this! Don't you understand how much it'll hurt me to see you go like this?",tears fall down his face,he hated seeing you like this it aches his heart. He sniffs some so you won't see the snot running down his nose,"There's other ways i promise..dont ever do that or this again!"he cries out.

You smiled tiredly yet softly at him,"Sorry.." you managed to get out.

"Don't apologize,don't ever apologize to me. It's fine. You didn't do anything wrong. I should be apologizing. I shouldn't have left you alone. Then none of this would of happened,im sorry."

You tried to listen him but you were going in and out of your sleep,his voice would sometimes fade off or you would catch the end of his sentence but you kinda ended up falling asleep with his hand in yours.

"We'll talk more about this when you're fully awake. I love you so much." Kenji said, finally noticing that you were trying to rest. He pulls a chair next to you,holding your hand as he sits down next to you,"I'll be right here,I'm not gonna leave you. I'm here for you forever,I'll always be here for you."

#hello tumblr #vtuber #no proofreading we die like men #fanfic #kenjivtuber #sunkenji #reader x sunkenji #sunkenjivt #reader x kenji #kenjivt #virtual youtuber #my wrtitng #angst

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guavagyu · 2 years

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rainy day - k.mg

DJHGISUHDOGIYFUGIDOSIFZYGIYIDUHOSFZGIUDIZUHFODODUIFZYITUOSDCDTIUODSFIYGUDSFUOD I HAVE NO WORDS. THIS WAS REQUESTED AS USUAL...GRRRRRRR UR GONNA KILL ME /lh

not the majority of my works rn being abt mingyu 😵‍💫

wc: il y a les mots, plus précisément, 662 (there are words, specifically, 662) UGH THEY KEEP GETTING SHORTER IM SO SORRY

synopsis: on a casual rainy saturday afternoon, what better cure to your boredom than to play a game of whoever-cums-first-loses-whilst-cockwarming-your-boyfriend?

warnings/stuff: cockwarming (duh), smut (mdni! you've been warned!), unprotected sex (no. lets not), fem!reader, tall!reader (cuz someone here really likes it 👀), terms of endearment/nicknames (love, etc.), fluff, established relationship, non-idol!au, domestic shit <3, lemme know if there r any more!

"first one to cum loses, mk?" you said as you slowly sank down on his dick, the rain aggressively colliding with the many windows in your shared bedroom, branches of various plants brushing against them due to the audible wind,

"what happens if you lose?" mingyu softly whispered,

"dunno, nothing i guess," you lightly shrugged as you playfully clenched around him, making gyu whimper lightly as his dick twitched in your warm walls,

"are you sure? we can do something," he looked at you with soft eyes, making your heart flutter, his curly hair and pretty eyes, only making your heart swell even more,

"how about the first person to cum has to do whatever the other person says for the rest of the day?" he suggested,

"a tad unoriginal, but alright," you chuckled, smiling, lightly kissing his heavenly lips, unfortunately being broken a few seconds later when you say, "hmmm..tell me about your week," as thunder was heard in the distance,

"uh, o-ok. where do you want me to start?" he mumbled into your neck as you enveloped him with your arms,

"anywhere you'd like, love," placing affectionate pecks along his forehead and temples,

"um..ok. so basically on monday i was at the coffee shop down the road right? and like so i wanted to get some food cuz i was kinda hungry, and then this person walked up to me out of nowhere and quoted some random lovesong from the 70's and tried to ask me out on a date but then i told them that i had a girlfriend aka you and then so yeah. i showed them a picture of you and me together and they were really surprised that you weren't built like a twig next to me and that you were actually around my height and like then yeah…..and yeah. then on tuesday i was out buying groceries AND THIS CASHIER FLIRTED WITH ME TOO LIKE WHY AM I HOT LIKE?! WHY CANT PEOPLE JUST LEAVE ME ALONE IM LITERALLY GONNA START WALKING AROUND WITH GIANT SIGN TAPED TO MY FOREHEAD SAYING I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND I SWEAR. LIKE OH MY GOD IM LEGIT GONNA CRY ALL I WANTED WAS TO BUY SOME RAMEN AND SOME ASPARAGUS OR WHATEVER IN PEACE AND NOT BE BOMBARDED WITH AN ENDLESS TRAIL OF ADMIRERS LIKE WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK I JUST WANT TO BE LEFT ALONE AND BE ABLE TO LIVE WITHOUT BEING DISTURBED AND TO JUST BE WITH YOU. AND THEN ON WEDNESDAY I SPILLED THE TTEOKBOKKI AND COOKIES THAT I MADE FOR YOU ALL OVER THE FLOOR SO I COULDNT ACTUALLY DO SOMETHING FOR YOU AND I WANTED TO JUST DO SOMETHING NICE FOR YOU. IM ACTUALLY ABOUT TO GO FERAL AT ANY MOMENT AND JUST LIKE START SCREAMING AND RUNNING AROUND LIKE A RABID DOG-"

"HOOOOOOOOOLD ON, IF YOU GO FERAL IM GONNA HAVE TO CALL PETA MINGYU, SO PLEASE DONT GO FERAL I LOVE YOU OK?" you quickly interrupted gyu with a non-grammatically correct but functional sentence nonetheless,

"fine," he pouted,

"alright continue," and as mingyu continued to ramble on about his horrible week, although you felt terrible for this sad puppy you were also extremely confused on how all of a sudden you felt his dick soften and his cum just sit there in your pussy,

"um, gyu?"

"HUH?? WHAT'S GOING ON?"

"how the fuck did you cum from talking about bad stuff that happened to you? is this some kink of yours that we haven't discussed yet?"

"how the f- oh.." mr kim of mingyu realized, "so..i lost.."

"yup,"

"so…what do you want me to do first?" gyu blushed,

"well, how about you eat me out and then we cuddle for the rest of the day?"

"hmm..ok!" mingyu smiled with his pretty canines and dived down in between your legs as the rain continued to fall against your windows, the wind and trees making the setting even more relaxing for your saturday chill.

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soloorganaas · 1 year

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so. what do you think they were doin in there? collars, like greenie said could be? pancakes? holding each other and crying? bath time? watching pretty in pink?

ooohh LLAL headcanons!!

i think they communicated in some way before sirius actually went to remus's cottage. i have the hc that remus left hogwarts partly to try and go find/help sirius. his life was literally frozen in time whilst sirius was in azkaban he's just been waiting around without realising it so i think when he finds out sirius is innnocent and he's now out in the world remus cant sit still. so when sirius rocks up at his door one eve its not entirely out of the blue and they've already got some sort of foundation whatever that is

definitely did a lot of talking about harry and figuring out wtf just happened and what's going to happen, how to plan for and fight the war etc

honestly sirius would never have gone to stay with remus to start with if it wasn't him being sent there by dumbledore. he clearly wanted to be independent and on the run like there were so many other things he could have done than live in a cave outside of hogsmeade lmao. so i think there's a lot of suffocation and struggle there

they spend the first couple weeks dancing round their bullshit just like they've done all year, just like they did in the shack. 'forgive me remus'/'not at all padfoot old friend' like the way they interact here is such a dry understatement its them saying i know we've fucked up beyond belief there's too much hurt here to comprehend its almost laughable to even try and we have a job to do so lets push it aside. then that vibe just carries on

obvs at some point this all crashes bc sirius has been running on manic adrenaline for a year and has zero emotional regulation, and remus has been burying his feelings for over a decade. idk if its one big argument that feels a bit simplistic for them. but i think you know it gets really raw and real

and the thing is they literally dont have any choice but to get past it. the war is wound into their very relationship they cant do it without each other. they are trauma bonded to the core - they've seen and understood each other at their very darkest. and in some ways its a good thing, they can be true partners in a way no one else can, but in some ways its so toxic, bc they both accept the kind of hurt and betrayal that trauma breeds. they love each other bc of the darkness, they hurt each other bc of it, they cant be without each other bc of it

from then on its def a lot more holding each other and crying, a lot of vulnerability they dont know how to navigate, a lot of stumbles and falls. but remus has the advantage of 14 years more emotional maturity even if sirius is stunted af, and they both have so much more determination to try and so they do and they learn

bittersweet tender jokes about remus teaching sirius things he missed, sirius discovering new things with amazement, sirius doing sweet things for remus he does remember how to do (he would be so proud about making remus pancakes even though he'd never admit it)

i absolutely LIVE for soft emotional comfort baths together. i stg i write them into every hurt/comfort fic. they're everything

their first moon together again <3

padfoot running haywire in the fields and valleys behind remus's house just bc he can. long walks together. lots of cosying in front of the fire

sirius just disassociating constantly, having no sleep cycle. remus a wreck with anxiety too so half the time they just nap together on the couch

i think it takes them a while to have sex bc i think both of them just cant. whether physically or emotionally theyre both so scarred and have had defensive walls up for years and it takes a while to peel them down. so it just sort of happens slowly and hesitantly as they figure out what that means for them now. i love reading LLAL smut its so so beautiful and its always what i'd choose but in my heart of hearts i know they were just crying through handjobs that didnt always go anywhere

anyway i wrote two fics with v dif LLAL headcanons here and here and i also have to rec @msalexwp's bday fic for me which is my definitively fave LLAL fic of all time

#ty for this ask anon this is the special interest of my special interest #wolfstar #lie low at lupin's #otp: i'm mental about you #asks #hp

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yan-bts · 2 years

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Little one (jjk X reader)

👁‍🗨Part -5👁‍🗨

For disclaimer and part -1 , please refer to ⚜️part -1⚜️

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Going to school was a student's prior responsibility, how can a place so holy can be contaminated by students like jungkook . Your thoughts wandered as you say on the bus to go to school . You were having a mental stroke after what happened last night . Thinking about the possibilities to disappear from your life . Making way to escape as you were really coward little girl as jungkook already described you always.

Maybe it's you who was contaminating the environment cause jungkook is the best child and he is only one to make school's reputation high above the air. On the other hand you were the loser . Is it so much humiliating when a child is not good at studies , don't he or she deserves respect . What was your fault , just not grasping the concepts. Still you were being forced to be deprived of love , praise and respect .

Your eyes were blurry and heart was heavy more than it was . All the negative thoughts of you being a loser and different types of tensions came to your mind . Even the future depression . If you won't be able to escape your family then your mental health would be a ruptured feeling . No longer would you feel any better and living like a dead in a living body . And the only way to escape was studies . You felt so down that you didn't noticed someone sitting next to you on the bus.

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“You have the audacity to tell him about Charlie you bitch”.Your sister roared like a tiger. You can see her blood boiling . It's been few minutes after you were awake and jungkook left . She already started spitting her anger on you . “Sister p-pls don't b-blame m-me , I d-dont know a-anything . T-trust me”. “Huh trust on you , do I have constipation or what that I would trust a stuttering bitch like you”. Words , it was not wrong when they said words are more hurtful than slap. And on top of it you can't even believe your sister whom you spent so many years together can be involved in such an explicit activity and that too with your father's friend.

“Why ?”Only these words manage to escape your mouth . While she looked at you crying pathetically. “Pathetic , listen here you coward , let's make a deal , your secret about jungkook is with me and my secret about Charlie is with you , if both won't speak then mom won't know about it Understand loser ?!”. “I-its not li-like you t-think , ju-jungkook i-is not” . “Shut up hoe , do I look like a fool who can’t understand you and his secret study sessions,just keep it a secret you bitch and tell your jungkook too to keep it a secret”.

“I-”.You were interpreted by the door opening sound . “What's happening here ?”. Your mom was standing with a question mark on the face . “Momma y/n again crying over studies” .Your sister lied to protect herself . You couldn't say anything you were afraid to the core and wanted to just hung your head in shame . “Y/N you won't get anything from crying you lazy girl . You have to study ,Go”.With that you accepted your fate and nodded .

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You were shivering by now . The pervert you were always afraid of sat next to you . Your time is not going well since past few days and you couldn't do anything about it . You were feeling so disgusted sitting next to him . You can feel his eyes lingering your chest all the way down to your small skirt . You felt that the skirt is going smaller and smaller by now . “Hey beautiful , How you doing”. You ignored him as you should . Next you knew he placed a hand on your thighs and came closer to ask you again . You flinched and feeling more scared by now .

You ignored him once again and tried to remove his hands from your thighs. “Ah it seems like a cute girl don't wanna talk to me”. You maintained distance with him as far as you can till you reached school. “Hey cute lady , don't worry one day I will have you and your sexy body under me just wait”. He whispered into your ears and you felt like a deer threatened by a lion. Did he just gave you a rape threat ?. Next you were silent and numb throughout the journey.As soon as you reached your school you immediately ran out of the bus without looking at him as you were sure he would wink at you.

School , once again . You felt like you commited such a great sin that you can't even enter that. It went out pretty smoothly if you ignored jungkook's constant state and eye fuck . Once again you didn't understood anything . Maybe if you would revise at home you would get it. With that hope the school was almost over then . “Y/N rub the board afterwards just for today pls”.Your sir said . Well it was not a big deal and beside you were happy that the school went pretty smoothly.

You got up to rub the board after all the students went out . “My baby rubbing the board eh , maybe she can rub something else too”. The deep and cracky hot voice reached your ear . You knew it was jungkook . You didn't said anything about his lewd comment and just continued. “Aww is my baby shy ? , The way your hip sway shouldn't be waste”. He came right behind you and hugged you from behind. At this point you almost lost it .

This was really sudden . You tried to free yourself but he hugged you harder. “Ehh”. It was rather your struggle sound but moan for his ear . His arms resting right below your boobs making him lusty . “You continue on your work baby , don't waste time” . You were really scared by now. In the school premises and the fact anyone can see you , would blame you only . You just mentally prayed that no one would see you .

“If you want me to leave you small one then be quick about rubbing” . You can feel his smirk . His hug and hot breath felt so wrong and scary that you just wanted to be free , and the only way was to rub the board quick . You started rubbing the board quick and between the moments you could feel something .Something that was ready lewd for you to even say and think about . A boner , jungkook got a boner just by seeing your movements toward the board . You tried not to panic and been quick. “Don't be so quick darling , you don't want me to do something I wanted to do from so long here only”.

You were shivering at this point . You didn't knew what to do . His lips went towards the your neck and started kissing you agressively , while groping your boobies from the left hand . “A-ah”, your moan encouraged him to be more violent and on the other hand you were so aroused that you couldn't even focus on rubbing the board. Jungkook pressed himself harder to you. “Eah”, to him you moaned like a small cute girl rabbit like you are . “Pl-pls sto-stop , a-ah”.He groped harder and pressed himself again . It was almost like you both were dry humping if someone saw you .

If you couldn't escape him today you won't be able to for rest of your life. You will be caged by him . God knows what was your mistake that you are going through this. So you gathered courage and hit him with your elbow and ran away without even finishing the work. Jungkook smirked holding onto his boner thinking about your lovely hips and round boobs that will soon belong to him. But as for now he has a job to be done and eliminated from his path . He smirked thinking about it .

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He stalked him for hours now , God knows where he was going but he ain't a teenager if you can't see him taking a long way home , buy cigarettes and chewing gums in between. Atlast he stood at the bus stand , ready to harrass and put his hands all over someone. And this shall not happen in the presence of someone.

He was grabbed by a pair of arms much stronger than him. With a knife in his throat. H had the audacity to touch you and speak lewd with you in presence of him should be paid by him . “Any last words mister” .He said with a cunningly smile that girls die for , yet at this moment it was nothing but feeling so twisted and scary . “Stop it , pls leave me alone I-”, without he can even say anything knife plunged him and his head and throat were separated. All over blood was flowing out of his throat . His bone can be seen through naked eyes . And his eyes felt cold and numb . The cut was very deep led him to die on the spot .

A cold blood murder was just what happened. The body was so scary to even looked at it . But the one that killed him stared at it cunningly . Bastard deserved it. As he thought , it was not very much deal for him to kill someone that touched his asset. The news headlines in the paper would be cute to see tomorrow.

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BREAKING NEWS: A school boy named Vicky of foothill high school was found dead very cruelly. The reporters are are finding out the criminal. His family is in pain and is ready to send the murder to jail.

You woke up with this news flashing onto the screen while your father was watching it. You adjusted your eyes to see the innocent boy who was killed and your heart stopped beating. He was the pervert that always harrassed you.

💠To be continued💠

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