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worldlxvlys · 4 months

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pls pls write a mini lil smutty blurb fic thingy for your dealer chris series!!!

only fans

dwb! chris x reader

warnings: nsfw (don’t read if it bothers you) + mention of drugs, p in v, idk y’all it’s smut

this is based off of the dwb! chris series, the specific set of texts are here if you want to read !!

this def isn’t a blurb lmao 😭

hope you still like tho :)

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sure enough, when i opened the door chris was standing there. the look in his eyes told me that he had every intention to ruin me. fuck.

“so you gonna show me what your only fans viewers get to see?” he asked, his voice low and raspy.

“chris it was a joke, i swear i don’t have an only fans account”

“you better not” he growled as he pulled me inside and closed my door.

“bedroom. now.” he said as i followed him to my room.

“get on the bed and strip for me like the slut you are” and without a word, i did exactly that.

his gaze was intense and never strayed from my body.

slowly, i peeled off my shirt and bra. my sweats and panties following soon after.

“fucking hell ma you’re so fucking gorgeous. every fucking inch of your body is beautiful” he said as he left kisses all over my body, getting closer and closer to my heat with each kiss.

chris gave a kiss to my clit, and shoved two fingers in me.

“chris!” i moaned out in total bliss.

his pace was relentless, i was barely even able to form any words.

“yeah? you like that? i know you do baby, making such pretty sounds”

he somehow picked up speed, making me cry out even louder.

“mmmm chris feels so fucking good”

he then curled his fingers, hitting my g-spot perfectly.

“oh my gosh chris”

“who else makes you feel this good baby? huh?”

“n-no one chris, only you”

my legs started shaking and i couldn’t focus on anything other than his long, slender fingers drilling in and out of me as though they were created to do only that.

i felt the familiar knot in my stomach and knew that i was getting closer and closer.

“fuck ma, feel you clenching around my fingers. go ahead, cum all over my fingers baby”

and with that, i let go around his fingers.

before i could even catch my breath, he leaned down and licked up all of my juices.

“fuck ma, you taste so good” he said as he planted quick kisses on both of my thighs.

“you have way too many clothes on” i tell him, realizing he is fully clothed.

“let’s fix that” i said as i quickly helped rid his body of the clothing.

“want me to fuck you into your mattress now baby? or did you want me to find someone else to do it? i know how much you love to joke that you’re gonna find someone else to fuck”

“no chris, just want you”

“hmm, i think you should get on your knees and fuckin beg”

“are you serious right now chris?” i asked with a roll of my eyes.

“if you don’t want me, you don’t have to baby” he said as he reached for his boxers.

“no no, please chris! please fuck me! need you so fuckin bad right now”

“there you go baby” he said before he grabbed me by the waist, flipping me onto my stomach.

“did you want me to record this for your only fans?” he asked condescendingly.

“chris shut the fuck up and fuck me already “ i said, starting to get annoyed.

he pushed my head into my pillow, pulling my hips up so my ass was in the air.

“so fucking impatient baby” he said as he gave himself a few quick strokes and pushed his dick into me.

“holyyyy shit chris” i moaned out, surprised at his lack of warning.

“mmmmm fuck” he groaned as he bottomed out.

he then started moving at a brutal pace, again, without warning.

“fuck so good chris, fuckin love your cock so much”

“takin me so well baby, such a good fuckin girl”

he slid in and out of me so perfectly, like we were made for each other.

he leaned forward, his chest pressing against my back as he kissed my neck.

“think i should mark you up some more, make sure everyone knows that you’re mine.”

“fuck yes baby, love it when you mark me up”

he began leaving kisses and leaving dark, purple marks along my neck and upper back.

he never once slowed his movements, instead picking up speed as we both got closer and closer to finishing.

“fuck ma, you gonna let me fill you with my cum?”

“yes yes, need it so fucking bad chris”

my legs start to shake again, and his thrusts turn sloppy as we approach our highs.

“fuck i’m gonna cum baby, cum with me” he says as he continues to pound into me.

as soon as i felt his cum shoot into me, i came on his cock with a loud cry.

“fuck chris”.

breathing heavily, he pulled and watched both of our juices spill out of me and onto the bed.

“so if i do start an only fans, will you fuck me like that again?”

“you’re not starting an only fans.”

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not to be cocky or anything, but why’d i kinda eat?

every single day y’all make me seem like more of a liar 😭 cause why y’all got me actually writing fics tf

lmk what you think <333

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2hightocare · 1 month

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@ jk and oc reaction to Joon suel dating 🤣

Were they chill saw i4 coming or were they really surprised?

they actually such shippers but in their own way (here’s a cute scenario of them noticing that ye joon def has a crush on seul🥹🥹🥹)

“Let’s let Iseul drive,” you joke, causing your daughter's eyes to widen as Jungkook and Ye Joon immediately agree, laughing at Iseul’s reaction. “I’m actually more of a passenger, princess,” Iseul says, but soon finds herself in the driver's seat with a scowl on her face.

“It wouldn’t hurt to smile a bit, dimples,” Ye Joon jokes from the passenger seat, tugging on a small piece of Iseul’s hair. You and your husband happily and silently joke about how cute they are from the back seats. “It’s like you all have a death wish,” Iseul playfully retorts as she turns on Jungkook's car.

Everyone knows how much Iseul hates driving, which comes as a shocker to people since she has a better car than you and Jungkook. It makes you realize the meaning behind: kids first, parents second. “Ye Joon, you are in charge of directions. Act like me and Y/n are not here,” Jungkook interlocks his hand with yours as you drop your head on his shoulder with a giggle.

“Y'all do know Seul doesn’t know her left or right?” Ye Joon jokes, earning a glare from the girl beside him in a sundress.

“You shouldn’t be talking bad about the driver. Just a small turn ca-” Iseul gets interrupted by her dad.

“Okay, less talking, more driving,” he shakes his head with a chuckle, making everyone in the car laugh.The car ride to the restaurant is filled with banter between the driver and the passenger princess in question. “So in this next stop, turn left,” Ye Joon says, watching Iseul giggle nervously and putting her two hands up in two “L’s.”

“Baby left!” Ye Joon points to the left side of the street, the nickname rolling smoothly off his tongue, making yours and Jungkook's ears perk up.

“You heard that right?” Jungkook whispers into your ear, his breath hitting your neck, making you giggle softly. “I think he has a crush on her,” you reply, making Jungkook bite his lip to contain the smile he wants to let out. “Taehyung told me the same thing, talking about getting upgraded as father-in-law and winning against Eunbi,” your husband whispers back.

“She’s dating Luka though,” you whisper, watching the two of them bicker about directions. “You know what they say, don’t let your boyfriend stop you from finding the love of your life,” Jungkook whispers into your ear, making you burst into laughter, which catches Ye Joon's attention.

He raises an eyebrow, waiting for you to share ‘what’s so funny,’ but you only shrug before shooting your husband a mock expression right after the brown curly-haired boy turns his attention back to the pretty girl beside him.

#ask! kuwtb💌#jungkook fanfic #jungkook #bts fanfic #bts jungkook #jungkook fluff #jungkook x reader #bangtan

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zablife · 9 months

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My Sun, My Moon and All My Stars-Part 1

Luca Changretta x OC (Aurora Sabini Changretta)

Summary: Luca and Aurora Changretta come to the UK to avenge the murder of Luca's brother and father. However, as their volatile marriage unravels, events take an unexpected turn.

Author's Note: This has been on my mind since I created the moodboard ages ago. And it's been requested in several forms, the most recent being a lovely anon who wanted to see Tommy with an American mafia girl. OC Rose Solomons belongs to @raincoffeeandfandoms. Prequel has been posted as phone calls in two parts here and here. I would def recommend reading that before starting this fic! One more part coming soon!

Warnings: language, domestic violence, mention of blood, use of ethnic slur

☀️🌙✨MASTERLIST

Luca stood pointing at a map with his forefinger, tracing a path from the garden to the center of Arrow House, mumbling in a low voice to his men. Thunder rumbled overhead as Aurora made her way into the room, unnoticed by everyone, skirting the perimeter of the room as she listened carefully. When she’d heard enough she spoke up from the back of the room, voice even and measured to show she was in control as much as her husband. “Non sono d’accordo, Luca.”

Luca’s head shot up as he searched between the faces to find his wife, though he thought he’d caught a hint of her perfume moments earlier, taunting him as he attempted to strategize.

“It’s too risky to approach him at home again,” Aurora declared, stalking toward the desk with cigarette in hand. The smoke parted the men before her arrival at the table and she stamped out her cigarette a bit too forcefully before joining her husband where he stood. Although she hadn’t been invited to give her opinion, she’d been listening to every word, silently judging the ludicrous plan Luca was suggesting.

“Don’t you remember what the intelligence said about his family? They’re gypsies, fucking savages,” she emphasized. “And he’ll be expecting us this time so he'll have even more protection,” Aurora said with a dismissive shake of her head. Luca’s face and neck reddened at the scolding tone of her voice, his blood boiling instantly at the brazen way she dared to usurp his power.

The air grew thick with their silence and as Aurora’s eyes scanned the room, she noticed not one of the men looked in her direction. They shifted uncomfortably as Luca reached for a matchstick, placing it between gritted teeth.

A low growl emitted before his words, causing everyone to stand at attention once more. “And what would you have me do, tesoro?” he said the pet name without any hint of warmth, but Aurora did not back away. In fact, she stepped closer to her husband, standing just below his shoulder as she placed a hand to his forearm gently.

“I’m only asking that we consider a few more options,” she said diplomatically. Then she reasoned, “There must be another way to get to Tommy Shelby. His sister’s home in London or perhaps one of his factories. We’ll have to wait for him to come to us this time.”

Luca removed the match from his mouth as she spoke, lighting it and held it perilously close to her face as he taunted, “We smoke him out, principessa? Is that what you want?” he asked moving even closer, the flame in danger of catching her loose curls on fire.

Aurora didn’t blink as she watched the flame dance before her eyes. She could feel the heat close to her skin and her pulse quickened. “Basta cosi!,” she warned with raised eyebrow.

As lightning flashed outside the office window the spell was broken, Luca blew out the match with a dark chuckle. Turning to his men he concluded with a wave of his hand, “You heard my wife.” Then rolling up the map before him with haste he added, “We’ll pick this up tomorrow when everyone’s rested.” Everyone filed out, but Matteo and Enzo remained to ensure nothing else was needed for the evening. Aurora remained at the window as Luca instructed, “Seven o’ clock sharp, you understand?”

“Yes, boss,” Matteo and Enzo replied, trudging toward their rooms. It was only their second night in England and they had not yet acclimated to the time difference. They felt the exhaustion seeping into their bones, the relentless demands weighing on them heavily.

Before they could move more than a few steps down the corridor, they heard the shouting begin. As the sound of glass shattering broke the crescendo of voices, Matteo ran a hand down his face, a hint of irritation as he sighed heavily. “Do you have the number for the hospital?” he asked his associate.

Enzo nodded slowly. “And the morgue,” he added solemnly, eyes lingering on the doorknob. He didn’t want to listen to the distinct sounds of Luca’s blows striking the object of his ire or Aurora’s muffled cries, but he would have to stand watch until it was over to know how to proceed.

Luca tired easily tonight and Aurora limped from the suite thirty minutes later, hair disheveled to hide the bruise forming across her cheekbone. She fell once, picking herself up from the hard wooden floor with a sniffle and Matteo and Enzo turned from her as though they hadn’t seen her in ruin, a familiar routine of make believe.

“Let’s get some fucking sleep,” Matteo said when she disappeared into a separate room.

Enzo had just closed the door to his room and kicked off his shoes when the phone began to ring.

“Enzo, what’s going on? Luca hasn’t phoned,” Mr. Sabini grumbled.

“Luca’s been…working on strategy,” Enzo fumbled, thinking of the fight he’d just witnessed. He didn’t dare mention it to Aurora’s father though. Out of everyone who knew of their tumultuous marriage, Antonio Sabini was somehow unaware of his daughter’s plight.

As if on cue, Antonio asked, “How’s Aurora?”

Enzo gulped as he thought of a reply. “You know, she’s got her ideas,” he said truthfully.

“That’s my little girl!,” Antonio answered proudly. "She's got a sharp mind and she's good under pressure!" he boasted. "Mark my words, Enzo, this vendetta will end as quickly as it started now that Luca has my Aurora by his side. She won't lose any of our men either because she's much more delicate than he is with these affairs you see. Luca's always been too temperamental," he mused.

"Yeah," Enzo agreed quietly, hoping Mr. Sabini was right.

“Keep me informed. I want to know everything,” Antonio said sternly. “And keep Aurora out of danger if it comes to that.”

“Yes, sir,” Enzo reluctantly agreed, unsure how he was going to keep the promise.

“And Enzo, buy her blue hydrangeas tomorrow,” Antonio ordered. “They’re her favorite. I don’t want her feeling homesick,” he added softly, the fondness of a memory seeping into his voice and making it much quieter than before.

“Of course,” Enzo said, replacing the heavy receiver in the cradle and falling into bed, only to be awoken an hour later by the sounds of lovemaking in the room next door.

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At seven the next morning, Aurora entered Luca’s office, smiling to herself as she held a large bouquet in her arms. All the men in the room turned to drink in the sight of her glamour, a trait that lived on in her from her exceptionally beautiful mother. Enzo and Matteo exchanged knowing glances as they traced the lines of her face, noting how talented she’d become at hiding the swelling and bruises.

Although it sickened them to watch, she bent low to capture Luca’s mouth in a tender kiss, pulling away to breath a near silent “mi dispiace” against his lips. For reasons known only to her and Luca, they always fell back into each other’s arms. It was as predictable as the rising sun.

“I know you are, baby,” he replied, turning her out of his lap.

“Grazie, amore,” she said sweetly holding up the flowers and stroking his cheek adoringly.

Luca knitted his brow, a hint of confusion noticeable, before he glanced up at his wife with a smug grin. “Of course, sweetheart. If you’ll excuse us, there’s business this morning and I think you had your say last night.”

Aurora nodded obediently and went to put the flowers in water as though in a trance. As soon as the door had shut behind her, Luca’s expression changed to a deep grimace. “Which one of you assholes got flowers for my wife?” He leaned forward onto his elbows, awaiting an answer.

Soon Enzo spoke up with a slight tremble in his voice. “It was me, but it wasn’t because of last night, Luca.”

Luca narrowed his eyes. “What the fuck did you say to me?”

“Her father asked me to get ‘em,” Enzo clarified with a slight cough, suddenly remembering his lines in the play they were subconsciously rehearsing at any given moment.

“Figlio di puttana!” Luca said, smacking the desk with his palm. “He spoiled her and now look how she acts!” He shook his head with an indignant scoff, turning to look out the window. “Thank God she married a man like me to keep her in her place, right?”

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“We aren’t in Darby’s territory any more. Where are we going, Luca?,” Aurora asked as the car bumped along the narrow roads. Luca turned to look out the window as though he didn’t hear, second guessing his decision to bring his wife along to the negotiations with the mad baker of Camden Town. However, Aurora would not be ignored. She had played the dutiful wife for weeks so as not to insult his manhood further, but every attempt at moving closer to Tommy Shelby had failed, resulting in multiple casualties. To make matters worse, every man lost was a member of her own family, brought from New York to aid the Changrettas in their vendetta. The idea of losing more men sickened her and she began to consider the possibility that she would have to challenge her husband once more.

Then Luca spoke up, but he only offered a sliver of information. “We’re on our way to Camden Town, alright?” he said before settling back into his seat with a sigh.

Aurora was raised at her father’s elbow watching the deals he made and how he researched his enemies. However, there were things she’d learned on her own as a result of being the only woman in a room full of men. How you had to demure and make them think an idea had been their own. She’d learned the art of manipulation and weaponized it early on as a means of survival. Today called for such an approach.

“An alliance with the Jews? That’s clever,” she praised, hoping her guess was correct. Running a hand along his knee seductively, she waited for Luca to confirm her suspicions.

Luca turned to face his wife, a surprised look on his face. “And how do you know about Alfie Solomons?”

“He’s connected to the east Boston Jews. But, Darby knows him, of course. Says he’s unpredictable and violent,” Aurora added wearily.

She watched the muscles in Luca’s jaw tighten beneath the shadow of his fedora, knowing he didn’t like Aurora involving herself. Rubbing two fingers against his chin thoughtfully, he dismissed her concern. “I’ve spoken to your father and he approves. That’s all you need to know,” Luca said firmly.

“I wish you would tell me more about today,” she cajoled.

“No, amore. Not this time,” Luca said, clasping his large fingers over her gloved hand and giving her a squeeze that bordered on painful reprimand.

As the car jerked to a stop in front of a dilapidated building in Camden Town, she turned to her husband and took once last desperate chance as they exited the vehicle. “Luca, let me speak to Mr. Solomons. A woman’s touch to the negotiations might be just the thing to keep him from erupting,” she said innocently.

This infuriated Luca and he pulled her back, making her stumble on the rough cobblestones. “Like hell you will. This is my deal!” he spat.

“That concerns my family name and my blood!” Aurora retaliated, batting at his chest with her fists, unable to control herself further.

Luca’s eyes blazed with fury, striking her with full force and causing her to fall to the ground. Landing on rough stone, she sliced her arm as she hit, immaculate clothing ruined in the filthy street.

“Get the fuck up,” Luca commanded through clenched teeth.

Aurora winced involuntarily as she pushed her body forward, feeling the pain in her arm throb as soon as he placed weight onto her hand and blood trickle from her nose. “Vaffanculo!” she yelled, placing her fingertips to her chin and thrusting them toward him.

Luca leaned down and dragged her to her feet, fingers digging into her flesh as he swore, "You make any more trouble for me and I swear to God you'll die here, Aurora. No one will know the difference if I tell them the Shelbys did it," he hissed in her ear as a small woman with dark hair appeared before them.

“Can I help you with something?” she asked, looking the couple up and down, hands on her hips with more authority than someone her size ought to have.

Luca released his wife immediately, straightening her clothes as he painted on a charming smile. “She fell on the cobblestones,” he explained smoothly. “I’m here to see Alfie Solomons. Is he in?” he inquired as he stepped forward, seeming to forget his wife in distress.

“Depends on whose asking,” the woman replied, glancing at Aurora with concern.

Luca removed his hat as he introduced himself. “I’m Luca Changretta,” he said, extending a hand.

Thoroughly unimpressed by his charisma, the tiny woman tilted her head at him. “And who is she?”

Luca coughed to cover his embarrassment. “This is my wife, Aurora. She’ll be staying outside,” he said with a pointed look at his wife, who stood, cradling her arm.

“If you want to see my husband, I insist this woman come in as well. She requires medical attention,” Rose said sternly.

“If you insist,” Luca said, pursing his lips.

“I insist,” the woman said with a definitive nod. “I’m Rose Solomons, Alfie’s wife. Come in,” she said with a wave of her hand.

“Darling,” Luca said with a sneer, extending his arm toward Aurora.

Aurora pushed past him and followed Rose inside. Luca followed two steps behind, removing a match from his pocket and chewing it ferociously. He didn’t like being humiliated by the Solomons woman and made a mental note to make Alfie pay dearly for it.

As Luca was shown to Alfie’s office, Rose took Aurora to a separate part of the distillery. Her interest was peaked now that she’d witnessed something between husband and wife that felt unsavory. The Solomons’ liked to make it their business to know everything about their associates and this felt like something worth noting.

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Rose expected someone quite different from the woman she was meeting today. She’d heard Aurora Changretta was a tigress, someone who never gave an inch to her enemies. However, the woman who stood before her bloodied and broken was not in a position to argue. She might listen to the plea on Rose’s lips so she began in earnest.

As Rose handed over a flannel dipped in cool water, she admitted what she wanted. “I’ll be blunt, Mrs. Changretta. My Alfie has cancer. He’s riddled with it. The doctors say it’s probably from the gas during the war,” she explained with furrowed brow as though she didn’t understand or believe the words that came from her lips. However, Aurora knew them to be true. They were the admission of someone who loved deeply and had not yet come to terms with an imminent loss.

“I’m sorry,” Aurora responded. “But I don’t see how I can help,” she admitted.

Rose cleared her throat and straightened her shoulders, rising to her full height. “You can get that man out there to go home. Leave us in peace for the days we have left,” she asserted.

Aurora bit her lip to keep a bitter laugh from escaping. Instead she just shook her head. Taking a deep breath she turned to Rose and spoke slowly to make the other woman realize her predicament. “You think I tell him the ways of the world? No, he doesn’t answer to me,” she admitted, dabbing at her wounds. “He has very little use for me these days,” Aurora admitted in a soft whisper.

"I thought your family ran New York?" Rose asked slightly confused.

"And now it's my husband so you see we're bound," Aurora replied with a look of resolve.

Rose took in the sight before her, bruises covered by layers of make up, bones badly healed over time. The limp when she walked inside and the arm she cradled gingerly now. This was a woman who knew suffering and yet there was tenacity in her hazel eyes that couldn't be denied. It was this strength Rose appealed to now.

“You’d die by his hand? Because that’s where you’re headed, love,” Rose warned, recalling her own difficult past. “Won’t you try?”

Aurora paused for a moment, a trickle of bloody water running down her elbow as she washed. This went against everything Aurora had ever been taught. You never spoke against your family, no matter what happened. Her parents ingrained that in her at an early age. However, her parents’ marriage had been one based on love and respect. No matter how many times they reconciled, she and Luca did not carry the same affection.

As she sat in the damp distillery, listening to the distant sound of machinery, she thought of her future with Luca and his intention to crush her beneath him became abundantly clear. He didn’t care for her as he once did. When the money and the resources were gone, he would dispose of her.

Finally Aurora mumbled one word into the darkness of the small room, keeping her voice low in case Luca was nearby. “How?”

Rose inhaled a sharp breath, chin rising suddenly with renewed hope to meet Aurora’s wide eyes, full of questions and doubt. She knew how hard it would be to ask this of kind of trust from a stranger, but if she could convince her to take the first step, the rest would fall into place.

“We get you to Tommy Shelby,” Rose said confidently.

Aurora shook her head violently. “No, please. He’ll kill me.”

“He won’t. He’s not Luca,” Rose promised, rushing the rest of her speech for fear Aurora might bolt in fear. “This vendetta was started by the Changrettas and your husband is using your family to fund his war. Now he’s asking my husband to help. It won’t stop unless we say so. We can stop him, Aurora. Will you join me?” Rose asked, reaching for Aurora’s bloodied hand.

Aurora’s lip trembled thinking of crossing Luca, but she had had enough. If there was one thing her father taught her it was to fight for her own interests and she knew she still had fight within her.

“Yes, I’ll help you,” Aurora agreed on a shaky breath, reaching for Rose.

“We’ll protect you, I promise,” Rose said, intertwining her fingers with Aurora’s stained fingertips. The blood that tainted her would soon be washed clean.

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It had taken another week and several clandestine phone calls before Aurora could steal away to meet Rose. She’d convinced Luca that she needed medicine for her cuts and he allowed her to leave the hotel though she knew she didn’t have long. Rose knew a man who could help them meet in neutral territory, but it would be brief as Luca sent someone to watch over Aurora whenever she left. With that in mind, Aurora stole away one afternoon wondering if this was all a mistake.

The bell above the door of the chemist rang out and Aurora took a deep breath, scanning the small shop for Rose. The tiny woman stood in the corner, observing a box as though she were another patron and when she spied Aurora she beckoned to her. Aurora felt her heart thundering in her chest as she followed Rose through a narrow doorway, descending a dark staircase. However, it was far too late to reconsider and she marched ahead with as much courage as she could muster.

Aurora soon found herself face to face with Tommy Shelby who paced the length of a small, dimly lit room. She knew him instantly from photographs and descriptions of his deep blue eyes like two pools that could drown you if you stared too long. The moment she entered, she was mesmerized by him.

“You killed my wife,” Tommy said, a stillness coming over his features when he caught sight of his enemy. Aurora sucked in a breath, recognizing the inherent danger facing her. Violent men all had the same deceiving comportment, a snake coiled and ready to strike.

“Tommy, please....” Rose interjected in a pleading tone, willing the meeting to continue. Rose glanced at Aurora and noticed a visible change in her demeanor, a hardening of her exterior as she refused to show any kind of weakness.

“Luca killed your wife. I only tried to kill you,” Aurora said defiantly, head held high.

A moment of silence passed as Tommy considered Aurora. Then she spoke again, "You misunderstand, Mr. Shelby. I'm trying to end this. It was never my fight," she said softly, feeling the weight of every life lost in service to her and the family.

“If this wasn’t your fight, why the fuck are you supplying your husband enough money and soldiers to overthrow the British empire, love?” Tommy countered.

“Loyalty. I hear that you’re like me when it comes to your family, Mr. Shelby. You would do anything to protect them. I didn’t agree with my husband, but I promised to protect him….”

“Do you honestly think he’d do the same for you?,” Tommy asked, blue eyes icing over to match the chill in his voice. He knew he was being cruel, but he had to test her in this moment to see if she would crumble.

“I have no illusions about our marriage,” Aurora confided on a low breath. She forced herself to make eye contact as she said, “That's why I'm here. Rose told me you might be willing to strike a bargain.”

Tommy scoffed, turning away from Aurora and she worried what she’d been told about his mercy was false.

“Fucking hell, Tommy. She’s here and she’s willing to talk. Isn’t that enough?” Rose asked.

Tommy turned with a look of warning, “Alright, give him up.”

“What?” Aurora asked.

“Give up your husband and we’ll call it even,” Tommy demanded.

Aurora swallowed harshly, considering the choices at her disposal. Stay and see more bloodshed or end it with one final betrayal. It took only a fraction of a second to see the choice she had to make.

“An ambush,” Aurora agreed quietly, fixing her gaze on Tommy. “But we have to make Luca think you aren’t expecting him. That he can take the shot.”

A smug look came over Tommy's handsome face. "You are as ruthless as they say, aren't you?" he commented. Then just as suddenly the amusement in his features disappeared and he turned stone faced once more. “How do I know I can trust you?” Tommy asked.

Aurora began to laugh bitterly.

“That’s fucking funny to you?” Tommy asked.

Aurora shook her head as a tear fell from her cheek, the enormity of her decision causing her to fall into a momentary fit of insanity. “He married me and he saw cashmere, cologne, red racing cars…All I wanted was love. It wasn't supposed to be like this,” she sniffed as she looked away from him, trying to catch her breath and regain composure. She pushed the pain away and felt her anger rise up in its place, “I just want out, you understand? I want out from under him," she confided, her whole body beginning to shake.

Rose approached her and covered her with her shawl. “It’s alright, Aurora. You’re going to be alright,” she promised, looking to Tommy.

“Artillery Square, two days time,” he said with a satisfactory nod.

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aetheternity · 2 years

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This case is wide open

A/N: Did someone ask for a Criminal! reader x Heziou fic? No? Probably not cause I'm def not the first person to do this but his birthday is soon and he deserves a gift. So a gift for him and a gift for everyone that follows me that wishes I wrote more.

Disclaimer: afab reader, sexual situations, one use of the word "girl", creampie, oral (M), Minors DNI.

"Well, well, well a little birdy told me you were back but I was almost hoping they were lying." A click of the main steel door that allowed entry to the cells and several footsteps later and who but Shikanoin Heizou now stood before you. A couple fingers squeezing the metal bars that separated you and him.

His smile just as shitty as it'd been the first day he'd caught you. The first time you'd ever been tossed into one of these cells. Though that look in his eyes was fairly new. A glimmer completely isolated for when he'd caught your eye. One he'd managed to refrain from showing when the two of you were sharing company amongst others.

"Maybe I missed you." You roll your eyes up at him but his smile never lets up. Instead you hear the sharp clink of keys followed by the loud slide of the heavy metal doors.

His sandals click almost harshly over the concreate as he waltzes past you, swiveling around to plop himself down on the cold hard bench in the corner of your cell. "Now, why is our prison's most persistent guest sat way over there on the floor? Wouldn't you be more comfortable up here?"

You click your teeth trying to keep the smile tugging at the corners of your lips at bay. Without standing you shuffle your way between his legs. Your index fingers slithering up the legs of his shorts keeping eye contact with his piercing greens. You nearly catch him shudder but he manages to stave off the reaction straightening in his seat.

"I'd be more comfortable with my freedom." You grimly remark

He merely sighs in response, "Seems you should've thought about that before.. hm? Wait a tick, I forgot to ask what you did this time."

Your hands soon busy themselves with wrapping around the base of his clothed cock. Shifting the fabric of his shorts up and down with your palms. Your lips popping open, almost as though you plan to answer only for your tongue to loll out. It curves along his shaft, flat over every inch of him that you can reach and so effortlessly slow as you work. This time his shudder isn't hard to miss and you relish in it with the shittiest grin you can muster.

His hands find their way to the back of your head, thumbs sliding gently over the nape of your neck. The process of undoing his pants from this angle was a pain but within a minute or two you'd successfully freed his cock. The deep sigh that filtered off his lips made your heart thump impressively hard against your rib cage. That annoying smile of his turned into a pleasured grimace at the smooth rotation of your tongue circling his overly sensitive tip. Pre cum nearly pooling from his slit.

For a split second his eyes shut but you draw them back with your grip on the hem of his shirt. "I want your eyes on me."

A part of you does want to continue your teasing but you had other plans for the most annoying detective of Tenryou Commission. With ease you slide his cock fully into your mouth relishing in the throaty moan that bounced perfectly off the chipping brick walls. You tug his shorts down a bit further as your lips kiss his pelvic bone continuing to hollow your cheeks with each movement of your mouth.

"That mouth of yours.." Heizou grunted, fingers tightening behind your head pushing you to suck faster. "It could do.. such amazing things.. yet you use it for evil.."

"What can I say? There are more fun things to do in Inazuma than sucking pretty detectives off." You say as you skillfully stroke his wet cock between your fingers.

He lets a breathy noise of gratitude out, "Yes.. just like that.."

When you open your mouth it's to pool your saliva over his already wet cock. Rotating your wrist around his tip till his leg begins to shake. The click of his sandal quick and aggressive as he stared into your eyes. Glossy green irises taking in every inch of his cock slowly filling your mouth. And through it all you didn't dare look away.

"Ok, ok stop." Heizou huffs, sucking in breath after breath carefully relaxing his foot to a standstill. "Tonight, there's no one in the station." He announces standing before tapping the seat to gesture for you to lay on your stomach. You do as you're told spreading your legs for him to slide your pants and underwear down to your ankles.

"Not even in the rest of the cells." He leans forward to give your ear a quick kiss before continuing, "So don't forget to make plenty of noise for me, ok?"

You tense for a split second when you feel the nail of his finger being sucked in by your cunt. The muscle quickly relaxing as Heizou worked another finger around your clit.

"So slick.." His exhale is raspy "Was today a special occasion or something? Because I'm starting to believe you wanted to be caught today, seems someone couldn't be without my cock after last time. Did the reminder of being caught and bent over in your own camp come to mind as of recent, hm?"

You huff, rocking your hips back into him. "Just put it in.."

"Don't worry I plan on giving you exactly what you deserve. I'd just like to hear one please."

The tip of his cock prods at your opening so slick with your saliva that you can just tell with the right jolt of your hips he'll slide inside perfectly. Fill you like he always did. Like he had only a couple of weeks prior. You grit your teeth, the hold he has on your hips rough enough that you could tell there would be bruising by tomorrow.

"No?" A second finger plunges inside of you, both digits massaging your sweet spot till you can't stop the high pitched gasps from leaving your mouth. "You always have to be so difficult, I'll never understand."

Like a button he keeps on pressing and like he always has he works your nerves. Works that spot with just two fingers till you're wriggling and pleading his name with tears streaming down your face. Pleas of all kind filing from your mouth like a tidal wave of syllables. By the time he pulls his fingers out you're panting and choking on every breath you take. Hugging the gross metal seat like a lifeline.

"Now wasn't that much easier?" He hums out a chuckle and you audibly grunt.

You feel the familiar sensation of his cock quickly filling your walls and you push back into it until the two of you are sighing in contentment. His hips tenderly thrusting yours against the creaking metal chair beneath you.

You drawl out a brief complaint of, "Harder." but he simply chuckles.

"You didn't answer my question."

"What, your co workers didn't tell you why I'm back?"

His hips snap into yours so hard it rocks the chair in its foundation, "You know that's not what I mean." The sound of his sandal making contact with the metal seat was rough and made you wince that is until you were forced back by the plowing of his cock against your walls. "I want you to tell me just how much you missed my cock.. tell me.. how good it felt when I brought you back to the police station that one time.. full of my cum.. tell me how you came today because no matter how many times we go through this same charade.. no one fucks you like me.. And I wanna hear my name.. flowing off your tongue in waves.. begging me to keep fucking you."

Your eyes sink into the back of your skull and you cave, knees and arms buckling against the seat as you grab for even the smallest bit of purchase.

"Archons.. H-Heizou.." You whimper as his nails sink deeper into the flesh of your hips.

He slips his free hand beneath you, driving his hips deeper with every thrust continuing to abuse your spot till you're barely able to even hold yourself up. You sob your cunt unconsciously tugging him in. Squeezing like it desired every drop of his cum.

"I.. m-missed your c-cock.."

He lets out the prettiest gasp, "What.. else.."

"I.. Your cum.. I.. liked it.. in me.."

"Almost there.. so.. so close to getting that reward.."

"I need you.." You sob throwing your head back. Curses fall off your muddled breaths. "Fuck.. I need you!.. No one.. fucks me like you.. Heizou!"

Without warning he pulls out flipping you over before immediately plunging back inside. His thumb busying itself against your clit till his name rips from your mouth so loud you're almost worried neighboring buildings could hear. Though only for about a second before the only word you can muster is his name, your entire body shaking as your orgasm escapes you too quickly for warning.

Within the next minute of you beginning to come down from your climax Heizou's hips stutter to a stop, his body shuddering violently. The warm sensation of his cum filling you familiar, almost relaxing as you take his full load. Arms settling around his neck, soothing back stray strands of his pony tail until he'd managed to stop shaking.

His breath settles over the bridge of your nose, leaning in closer till your lips are perfectly slotting together. "So, what do you plan on doing now?" He quickly chuckles. "Whatever it is I'm sure I'll see you back here within less than a week."

You simply shrug, "I can't exactly refuse good service when it's right in front of me, now can I?"

#shikanoin heizou x reader smut #genshin smut #genshin x reader smut #heizou smut #genshin impact x reader smut #heizou x reader smut

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foolsocracy · 10 months

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Do you have any fic recommendations? I've just read the open road and other anesthetics, which was good, but I'd love more Noir content.

oh boy do i

Here are a few fics i have on hand! If I have time or stumble across more, I can make another post/add to this one. Heads up, the open road and other anesthetics is pretty light hearted and these probably will not be. so say vigilant LMAO (its noir, ya know?). If you wanted more spiderverse centric fics rather than noirverse let me know i'll see what i can pull together.

Burning Matches by HopelesslyLost (complete) 344,746 words

Cant have a Spider Noir fic rec list without the gospel itself. Definitely on the whumpier side, lots of "this guy can never catch a break huh" but very good! Takes the noirverse and makes it so so cool. I pull a lot from this fic. Great stuff Its a post ITSV setting and features a great deal of everyone but Pete is def the focus. The spider gang is trying to get back together, but when they get to Noir's world things don't go as planned. Heavy on the found family. Heavy on the angst. Love Noir's relationship w/ Miles' parents

The Wind Follows by HopelesslyLost (incomplete) 99,501 words

Goes along with Burning Matches as a side story of Pete infiltrating the KKK to get them tf out of NYC. Very heavy handed on the angst. Even whumpier than Burning Matches. Where it stands right now, it ends on an incredibly low note, very much like Eyes Without a Face. Peter's kicked while he's down & physically incapable of getting a win. But Peter does kick Nazi ass which is always nice to see If you like the noirverse HopelesslyLost writes this is very interesting! Gotta be my fave part of this fic. I love seeing Noir Cage, Daredevil, and Tony Stark. Plus the who "cursed" situation.. mwah

i'll go back to december by snapplebee (incomplete, recently updated) 14,503 words

This fic reminds me of the open road and other anesthetics, but if it was a little angstier w/ Noir. The spider gang is hanging out for the holidays, Noir doesn't know how to fuckn relax.

Catch a Tiger by the Tail by Gruoch (completed) 40,049 words

Just finished this one today! Was very fun. It's an MJ spider-man (her POV) and a Black Cat Peter. Gwen Stacy, a dancer at Felica Hardy's place, is found dead. Her fiancé, Peter Parker, is found dead soon after. Its very much a mystery! TBH i think i was out of it reading this because a twist got me that I'm almost positive was obvious from the beginning LMAO. Slight Peter/Johnny Storm as well

Between Midnight and Dawn by Gruoch (incomplete) 14,158 words

Prequel to the previous rec. I love this one and I'd do anything to see it update again. Shows you how Peter got to be the Black Cat, he has cool run ins with the Dare Devil and Stark, all the fun noir folks. Heads up on the dysfunctional found family tag, thats for sure Peter and Felicia. But they're strange in canon anyway so its not really much of a surprise.

He Sleeps in a Town of Darkness by luckystarsandgarters (complete) 21,278 words

This is the fic i mentioned a post or 2 ago about Johnny Storm being a drag performer. I really love the atmosphere of this fic, I thought it was pulling from an offical comic thats how well it got me. This one's Pete/Johnny Storm! They're cute. Lots of focus on the gay subculture of the 30s I think.

Trust by Ackerhardt (complete) 6,989

Peter & Jean De Wolfe vs the world. Quick read in the classic noirverse. Jean is fun we should talk about him more tbh. Peter/Jean actually! Just colleged aged guys taking on crime in the city.

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06hee · 1 year

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mister steal your girl

pairing: situationship! heeseung + fem!reader feat. not-so secret admirer flirty bsf! niki

synopsis: when rejecting heeseung’s invite to watch him play basketball turns him into a jealous mess.

genre: tbh idek.. kinda fluff kinda not, indirectly stated mutual pining, it’s a situationship

warnings! cursing, like indirectly stated rejection but really not, teasing & banter :)

notes: heeseung is older than y/n by a year and niki a year younger. y/n’s lowkey kinda toxic but we won’t get into that right now lol. niki and y/n are close friends but he would def take his chance if given. i kinda wanna turn this au universe into a small series so let me know what y’all think :)

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the time reads 12:30am when your phone suddenly vibrates.

“hello?”

“you seriously would’ve came only for niki?”heeseung questions, and you can hear the whine wanting to break through his voice. he’s out of breath after playing basketball for about three hours straight and you’ve concluded he just got out the gym now.

“well did i show up? no, so there’s your answer” you reply, both loving and hating this conversation in the earliest hour of day.

this morning heeseung had asked if you’d want to come watch him play since he’d be coming to town. making up some excuse and saying no, he must’ve found out that you told niki you wouldn’t have denied the invite if you knew that he was going to be there as well.

heeseung lets out an annoyed groan into the mic, followed by you rolling your eyes.

“whatever, you’re fake for that” heeseung follows and you can hear him unlocking his car, faint voices in the background.

“oh my god, you guys started at 9:30!” you huff in annoyance but a smirk stays put on your face. “that’s so late, i wasn’t gonna come no matter what.”

“stop lying, you stay up until this time anyway.”

“i get into bed around 9!”

a low chuckle leaves heeseung’s throat as he shakes his head. he doesn’t understand this push and pull game that you play with him but he can’t seem to get himself to walk away. you’re intoxicating, your voice and attention like poison that he wants to keep to himself any chance he gets.

“whatever. i’ll just see you another time then,” he says quietly, although not quiet enough. you can hear the rest of his friends begin to pile into his car and one voice in particular catches your attention.

“who is that? y/n?” niki’s voice is loud compared to the rest. you can hear the “ooohs” and laughter of everyone else in the car while heeseung groans once again, ready to leave this place and start the 45 minute drive back home.

the shuffling of hands take over before a sweet voice leaves the phone.

“hiii y/n~” niki greets, the normal flirty tone in his voice flowing through your right ear. niki gives heeseung a mischievous grin and heeseung turns to face the front of the car. a giggle escapes out of you and you smile. oh how toxic, but so entertaining.

“awh hi niki, i missed you” you say through a pout. the car goes wild, signaling to you that yup, you are now on speaker phone. you can practically hear heeseung slap his palm to his face, ruffling his hair in slight frustration and turning back to face his younger friend with his phone.

niki chuckles and pulls the phone closer to his mouth.

“oh i missed you too princess, but your boyfriend over here is giving me death glares. i’ll text you later.” he grins and hands the phone back to heeseung. you hum in reply and soon enough the rest of the guys are laughing together. heeseung turns off the speaker and puts the phone back to his ear, turning onto the highway.

“don’t ever talk to me again,” he spits out quietly, his eyebrows are scrunched together with god who knows how many feelings.

“like you’ll be able to handle yourself without me anyway” and the satisfied grin makes home on your face again.

“oh shut up.”

“mhmm, now stop talking to me and focus on driving. call me when you get home,” you say softly as sleep takes over your body. you can visualize how pink heeseung’s cheeks are glowing, just as you intended.

thank god it’s dark out right now because if any of his friends were to see just how down bad he is for you he wouldn’t be able to take another hit. and god forbid heeseung actually wants to make it home without having to throw one of his homies out the van.

so he clears his throat before giving you a final answer.

“yeah yeah, just go to bed lazy ass. i’ll call you in the morning.”

you let out a laugh, now its your turn to blush.

“that’s what i thought,” you mumble through your tired lips before hanging up the phone.

heeseung drops his phone into the cup holder as a shy smile grows on his face. he doesn’t know how exactly he got himself stuck in your trap, but he can’t help but know that he’s slowly getting yourself to unlock it.

“better watch out heeseung,” sunghoon starts from the back seat, a snicker leaving jake’s lips.

“mister steal your girl over here might just be your biggest threat.”

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oh how i wish i was stuck in this love triangle, haha

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lokiina · 4 months

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What does your soul look like?

[quiz link] tagged by @kharonion (originally I was gonna pass cuz I was pretty sure I did this one a while back but the questions seemed different so It might be different? If I did it already oh well here it is again! lmao)

Blood in a lambs wool

You're the victim, right? It hurts, everyday it hurts. It's obvious you're tainted, pulled into hell as soon as you stepped upon earth. You'll never know peace, you'll never know a life without violence. Im sorry. Wash your face and your hands, don't let your wounds carve deeper.

This punches pretty hard. But it def punches correctly...

The boy's brief back story run down, and some tags at the end~ (super mild cw for mention of experiments, there's a gif with some blood.)

Zayn was born in a lab, part of a Biotechnica experiment process trying to create/control werewolves as soldiers. A top secret classified project few know about, few survive. His first years of life were full of painful experiments, invasive tests and stressful exorcises that set him back quite a bit. He wasn't nurtured and allowed to exist freely. Treated like a mistake to learn from, an animal.

He was freed by a lab technician that recognized he wasn't just a little mindless monster but was just as intelligent as everyone else in that hell hole. He simply wasn't given a fair chance to prove it. Despite not being hands on involved, she felt guilty for what was going on and chose to sabotage the rest of the lab and smuggle the child out.

The pair holed up with a group of nomads that helped hide them and forge new identities. The woman ended up taking Zayn in and acting as his mother. It was a rough road catching him up on learning as he was years behind the other children in the clan. At the same time, learning to control the very hot tempered distrusting side that had been burned into him from the start and his wolf, which was another struggle that often ended up in accidental injuries for those around him. It was hard and came with a lot of blood sweat and tears, but without the nomads patience and support, he wouldn't be where he is today.

Biotechnica is still searching for their missing asset, which his biggest advantage in hiding is an accidental side effect of his transitioning. Zayn still works to sabotage the corporation at every opportunity that arises, never forgiving them for what they did.

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-> Tagging: @pinkyjulien, @dreamskug, @lucky38-2077, @aldecaldhos, @arcandoria, @elvenbeard And anyone else who wants to do the thing? (Maybe it is one some of you have done already, I dunno. As always, feel free to pass if you feel like passing~)

#tag game #oc: zayn mackenna

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Because after all your just a Human

Summary: Not even the strongest of them all is without emotions, and you promised to always be there for him , gojo x male reader

Gojo? Gojo! He didn’t hear u come in, didn’t hear u getting closer, not daring to close the distance not wanting to make him shut himself in more.

Calling his name brought him out of his thoughts, dark thoughts spiraling ever faster. “Toru you alright? You wanted to pick me up from work, you remember?” You knew, of course you knew, he never said anything, but you know his past, knew the person haunting his mind, but its in the past and you swore to stay by his side no matter what. “… Yes, sorry. I forgot the time.” He didn’t really look at you, fearing what would happen, what would mix with the thoughts of the past, it’s all clear to him. He is not allowed to have anyone close to him, don’t let anyone in again. Still, you waited patiently next to him, always by his side. You waited there not caring what you two are, you just wanted to be sure that whatever happens or what Gojo decides, someone will be next to him, able to catch him, no matter if it will take the whole of eternity “It’s okay, we could just order some food and watch something? Def better than staring at a black TV screen.” You chuckle slightly, wanting to get up to grab your phone from the counter, but you weren’t allowed to go. He grabbed your wrist, maybe a bit too tight but he would never hurt you, so you just sat back down and waited. Let him take it at his own pace. Gojo wasn’t sure why he did it, all he knew was he didn’t wanted you to leave right now, even for something simple as your phone. He started to lose it again, it all became hazy, he hears a million thoughts but the loudest was screaming at him that the person he is trying to protect so much is going to die just like the last time, he cant do anything, he is worthless, the strongest can only be alone on the peak, standing above everyone else but no one being able to reach the same height. (M/n) is going to die because of him, because of him, because of him “Toru?” “Huh?”, met with your worried gaze, Gojo was made aware of what has happened. He didn’t notice how you slowly let your thumb circle on top of his hand or when he started to let tears slip. He was quick to wipe them away but that didn’t make them unseen - why are you this patient with him? - He was quick to avoid eye contact again. You sighed and cupped his face, so he had to look at you again, he didn’t resist it anymore. “Gojo what do you need?” “Its fine, let’s just get fo..” “Satoru!” He flinched slightly not expecting you to be so stern suddenly, but he finally lowered his infinity, now it was your turn to close the distance more. A weak “sorry” was all he managed, feeling how his voice quivered with just the smallest admitting that in fact it is not fine. Tears started to fall again, this time freely. “Toru, you know I chose to be here, be with you. I don’t care what happens because I care about you. Not some god they say you are or whatever. I want to be with the Gojo that can make anything funny, always make me smile and cares so deeply for his friends. I want to be here for you, Gojo Satoru, the one that clearly deserves to take a break from it all, how about it?” with that you turn towards Gojo and open your arms, letting him decide if he wants the contact right now, letting someone witness his weakness, to not be the honored one between all that exists. To just be Satoru Gojo for the moment, a human that has seen too much as to bear it alone forever. He merely hesitated for some seconds before he completely embraced the hug and didn’t hold back from crying. Loud sobs and whimpers broke the silents as soon as both bodies tried to get oh so closer that it should have been impossible. Your heart teared up just the same seeing Gojo break down like this, but he needed it, you understood that and would always be there to just hold him whenever he needs to forget the burden, for at least a little while. So, you just sat on the couch for as long as Gojo needed it After a while he stopped shaking and only let out sniffles and seemed like he calmed down a bit. You just pressed him against you the whole time and slowly moved your hands up and down his back, creating your own little world for just the two of you.

#the river flows #my own writing #gojo x male reader #x maler reader #gojo #gojo saturo #jjk x male reader

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presidentbungus · 9 months

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um erm uhh idk how much you’ve talked abt demoscout on here but! who do u think caught feelings first and who was the first to do anything abt it. that and or whatever scenario youre thinking abt them in rn (or just brainrotting in general abt). i just want to talk about my sillies

okkkk:) (writes 1000 words)

I def think scout caught feelings first and didn't really figure out that was what was going on for the month or two it took them to become really close friends. as soon as he kind of figured out it was a romantic thing he fell like a rock, but by then they were already like friends and trying to rizz demo up like he does all his other chicks would be too weird.….. thus ensues an awkward few weeks where scout, World's Worst Secret Holder Ever, does a very bad job at "trying" to "hide" his massive fucking thing for demo by getting weird and twitchy around him and occasionally talking about it very loudly to anyone in the immediate vicinity as long as demo's not within his eyeline.

demo catches on basically instantly, of course, and has been nursing his own little (dramatically subtler) thing for scout over the course of their friendship, but gets stuck in a kind of weird spot where he's too worried to bring it up or even just try and push it further for fear of alienating scout, since scout is notably keen on just running away from difficult situations, and demo thinks that maybe they might just be better off separate anyway. he still flirts back, that said, in subtle and unsubtle ways, and it makes him just a little guilty but it’s so cute to watch the way scout glows up red and shrugs it off, and there’s always the hope that he’ll maybe, just maybe, take the hint, though of course he doesn’t trust himself to go further than just hints.

thus begins a strange waiting game where they're both kind of waiting for the other one to make the first move, resorting to awkwardly flirting-but-not-flirting with each other every five seconds as they start spending more and more time with each other until they're basically dating already. everyone on-base wishes they would just shack up already, since they're tired of the sincere lack of resolution in their relationship (and not even the fun kind—it's just a kind of tragic infinite loop of missed chances and the gossip's getting kind of stale), but it's declared code not to interfere with developing relationships since the general emotional environment in a place with as many screws loose as this one tends to be very fragile, and to be honest everyone's also just kind of waiting with bated breath to see who finally takes the initiative, naturally.

and, well, scout can't hold his liquor despite getting absolutely fucking plastered with demo twice a week, and absolutely fucking plastered demo is still more sober than absolutely fucking plastered scout, and something was bound to slip between the cracks eventually. one night a few weeks in scout crawls into demo's lap (altogether not too uncommon of an occurrence) and, through an impressively thick film of snot and tears, starts to tell him everything, and one thing comes to another and they’re making out by the second or third sentence. demo pulls away, feels so extremely guilty about taking advantage of scout when he’s not thinking straight (despite how deeply wasted he is too), and says we gotta stop here, if we wanna get entangled and whatnot we’ll talk about it when you’re sober and I’m only half-drunk and you can understand what you’re getting into.

and it kind of hurts to say that, for sure, when all this time he’s been waiting for scout for so long and scout just had to go ahead and do it when he wasn’t in one piece of mind about anything, and he’s not sure scout’s making the right decision here going with him anyway—it’s a whole big clusterfuck and they shout a few slurred lines at each other over it, too far gone to argue coherently but certainly awake enough to yell, but when they both end up falling asleep not long after it’s still draped across each other, scout stuck to demo’s side like a bloody limpet. when scout wakes up first he doesn’t remember fucking anything but he’s so hungover and demo’s got an arm wrapped around his waist, pulling him in, resting his chin on his head and drooling a puddle into his hair, and he definitely gets the general idea. he nudges him awake and demo opens his eyes and immediately starts spilling into a slightly-tearful explanation, pushing away from scout and almost pleading that he’s sorry, and he let himself go and should’ve given him more space and time and he wasn’t thinking straight then and he’s probably not thinking straight now and it’s so fucking stupid that scout just puts a hand on either shoulder and climbs up and kisses him again, right there, and at least, at the very fucking least, that shuts him up.

followed by a slightly more fruitful makeout session, followed by a long boring conversation where demo desperately tries to discuss boundaries while scout wonders why they can’t just get on with being boyfriend-boyfriend already and regularly chimes in to say that man, if I didn’t want to go out with you, I wouldn’t’ve freakin’ kissed you, cool your ass ya big freakin’ sadsack. and that, at least, feels kind of normal, even if nothing about the rest of the situation is remotely normal.

(and for the record, demo puts up such a fight at first and everything, but once he’s figured out scout’s really fine with it they’re sucking face on the kitchen counter about the second day of proper dating-dating. everyone quickly discovers a bad problem absolutely has the possibility to turn into a worse problem, because arguably watching them stumble through a long list of conversational pick-up landmines was preferable to having to listen to them giggle and make out and get all grabby-grabby on the couch next to you when you’re just trying to watch a goddamn movie)

all this is to say: thfey’re silly. I like tghem

#I’m nromal. I’m regular.#thanks for the ask!#bungus headcanons #tf2 scout #tf2 demoman #tf2 #demoscout #hop scotch

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moonchildstyles · 2 years

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in honor of spooky season angel and harry going to a haunted house with friends and maybe angel feels confident and all the girls seem so excited so she wants to feel excited too but as soon as they get up closer in line she realizes it’s to scary and she doesn’t think she can do it but she doesn’t want to embarrass herself my backing out, maybe she gets quiet and harry notices *countine on another*🫶🫶

🫶🫶*continued* and he asks her “you still want to do this baby” maybe she looks up at him with teary eyes “idk ab this anymore i’m scared h” “okay baby it’s okay why don’t we get out of line and do something else” “but harry i look like a baby if i back out” “baby no one is judging, i’ll either hold you the whole way through or go buy you the best caramel apple while we wait for friends” THEN U FINISH IT WHAT THEY END UP DOING AJWIIWIWKWJW

wait stop it:((((( im def not one for spooky scary stuff so I totally get the like want to go to those kinds of things when your friends are so excited for it bc you want to be included and even if youre scared you still want to hang out with them and maybe it won't be so bad right? but I can see her standing in line w h and like she had searched up this haunted house the night before just to see what she was getting herself into and it just...the pictures online have nothing on how spooky it looks like even the guy up front who's main purpose is to make sure that everyone entering gets a wrist band and all the things is in scary makeup and if hes not talking all scary hes just....Standing and Being Scary like this isn't the fun she thought it was going to be but h and their friends don't look bothered at all and its just :( bc shes scared and doesn't really want to go in anymore esp when they get closer and she can hear ppl screaming like right away and the big spooky music and everything like :( but she doesn't want to embarrass herself and back out when everyone else looks like they can handle it and she doesn't want to be that one friend you know:( so instead she just tries to coach herself into getting over it and sucking it up before going through:( but ofc h notices the way she has her arms wrapped around herself and shes not talking anymore and shes paying very close attention to the line in front of them and everything so he just leans down and "hey you alright?" and she tries to smile and pretend that yes its all good but as soon as she does she hears a big noise from inside the haunted house and it makes her jump and her smile fall and hes quick to put his arm around her and duck down so they have their own quiet conversation that their friends cant hear and "if you don't want to do this anymore we don't have to okay?" and shes chewing on her lip and "but I don't want to be a baby h:( everyones so excite and im the only one that cant handle it and we're not even in there yet:(" and ofc he gives her a little kiss and "youre not a baby for being scared okay? if you really don't want to go, we don't have to I'll take you around to some of the other places around here while we wait for them. or if you really want to try ill hold you the whole time and nothing is going to get you I promise" and I can see her totally like being aster y/n and trying to convince herself to just go with it and not make a fuss over anything but I think h would catch on and just tell her quietly like "honestly im a bit scared. if youre okay with it, maybe we could go find some pumpkins or try some of the candy apples instead? I don't know if I can do it love" and ofc hes just doing it to make her feel better but she doesn't really catch on so she just gets a little smile and "youre scared too?" and hes so nice to her just nodding his head and peeking to the entrance like eek! and shes like okay:) lets go get some food then and maybe we can check out one of the not haunted little fun houses they have here:) and h makes sure to tell them that hes not feeling this anymore and y/ns gonna take him to get some food and they'll wait for them to go through:( and I see them just being all sweet walking around the fair holding hands and sharing popcorn and picking out tiny pumpkins and stuff:( and shes so happy that she has him:(

#anon #ask #aster inspo #concept

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mackjlee9 · 1 year

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Because after all your just a Human Summary: Not even the strongest of them all is without emotions, and you promised to always be there for him

Gojo? Gojo! He didn’t hear u come in, didn’t hear u getting closer, not daring to close the distance not wanting to make him shut himself in more.

amazing. adorable. loved it.

there's nothing else to say other than its fucking perfect. its angsty but its fluffy. it shows you a side of gojo that should be explored more bacesue the potential it has its almost too good

also- im using writing tags for this~

#.cutie anon💕#my favorite puppy 🥺#my love 🖤#mein schatz 😌#gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader

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andvys · 16 days

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Another amazing chap as usual, baby!

Nancy and Blondie's bonding WE CHEERED!

Honestly, I had massive You Belong With Me vibes while reading about Blondie's jealousy. And I feel so deep for her... I think she despises jealousy and possessiveness in her. And that is one of the reasons why she was and still is good at hiding such things from everyone. Always trying to deal it on her own.

"You swallow the lump in your throat, the anger that you are holding back after those leave her mouth. Bullshit.

How could she do that to him?

How could she hurt him the way that she did?

How could she call him that?"

The way she always wants to shield him from the pain is just heartbreaking... Steve, I'm begging for my fucking sanity, please STOP BEING SO BLIND!

"Oh, how ugly the feeling in your chest now is, how bitter the taste on your tongue is, how the sweetness of your drink does nothing to make it better, because you know, you know that you wouldn't be sitting here now if Jonathan didn't come back, you wouldn't wake up in Steve's bed or fall asleep in his arms

Because she would be the one".

The insecurity lies so deep... I can't even imagine the amount of heartbreak and pain she had to endure if she has felt like this all the time... And Blondie always somehow finds strength in herself to keep loving him...

*You know, I've just thought about Taylor's Can't Stop Loving You cover...

"He craved you so terribly, he wanted to see you, he wanted to hear your voice, to feel your touch, to feel your body beneath his. He longed for you, and two days away from you, only showed him just how much of a hold you have over him".

And he still fucking thinks it's just sex 💀💀💀 Someone sedate me...

"Is that why you canceled your plans with him?

Is he the reason why you haven't called?

Did you stand him up for Jacob?

Were you with him?

Did you let him kiss you?

Did you let him touch you?

Did you forget all about him?"

One day, he'll understand that all of this was completely unnecessary. Because SHE. IS HIS. Since they were in high school or even longer!!!

And the smut was delicious just like always. Dominant!Steve is my guilty pleasure. I was drooling just like Blondie.

But I can't wait for them to start making love and not just fucking...

Despite the chap was full of bitterness and jealousy it felt... Pretty light.

But I it's just a beginning. You're def on some shit, Andy.

"He brings his hand up to his chin and shakes his head when he thinks of the marks on both yours and Steve's skin.

A scoff falls from Eddie's lips.

"Chandler and Heidi, right."

And, my god Andy, your man is so smart I can't!

Thank you again, honey!

Thank you so much omg 🩷i’m always happy to read your asks/reviews, they always make me smile so thank you for that 🫶🏻

Blondie’s love for Steve is so strong, she’d do anything for him and always wants to shield him from pain, like you said. It’s actually very sad, considering he hasn’t felt the same for years, and he’s still not there completely while she is just head over heels for him, ready to do anything for him — even when it’s something that makes her suffer. It’s a love that goes beyond anything, she was even ready to die for him in the Upside Down if it would’ve came down to that, and Steve would have never found out about her feelings (okay I'll stop now)

Steve is so in denial about the feelings that he is catching! Blind and in absolute denial! He's such a fool!

And you want to see them making love huh? We're slowly getting there, he will move things into a whole new direction soon

and omg I'm not onto anything 🤭 I don't know what you're talking about hehehe

#andy’s asks #just wait till ttpd drops #all the angst material!!!!!

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etherealising · 4 months

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I’m back! Did you missed me? Do you even remember me? lol, I started another job recently and I completely lost track of your story, it’s m 4:55 am rn but I wanted to catch up, and…. I’m at a loss of words

First, are you alright girly? I saw your other post about your partner and I hope you’re okay, and just keep in mind that if they don’t like you just the way your are then they do NOT deserve you at all!! Don’t let IRL Hailey’s (lol) ruin your life! You deserve only the best

Now, for the chapters. Ugh! Both of the baby shower chapters are so fun hahah, you keep putting the ooc tag but i don’t think you give yourself the credit, you are one of the few people in this app that can truly incorporate the essence of each character with your story and your own original characters and without them losing their personal quirks. Also in the talk of original characters,,, what a twist! I didn’t expect Hillary Clinton over there to be such a CUNT! Haha, it’s my fault for always expecting more of men but what else do we do? They’re just here to disappoint us every time (except Pete ofc), but I’m glad he’s out of the picture -romantically-, I want to know more about what happens with him after!

I need to keep telling you about everything I think about your story but I’m falling asleep as I’m writing this so expect another message from me (and another song rec, I’ve missed talking to you) in a couple of hours lmao, love you so much sweetheart 🫶🏻

i have missed you so much my love it is actually borderline insane! like there are several “regulars” i look for in my notifications and whenever i see one of your blog names pop up the serotonin goes bonkers. congrats on the new job bestie, i hope you’re enjoying it and that it is treating you well! while i love the commitment to be caught up please get some sleep bestie poo you need it but also…did i knock your socks off??

i am completely delusional and i’m trying to gaslight myself into thinking things could be worse (because like they could) but due to circumstances i’m financially dependent on my partner so ya girls kinda stuck but its okay because i have aiekoy, my internet besties and the power of delusion so fuck it we ball!

so glad you loved them, i think we all just needed a nice little break from all the angst and i feel like the baby shower chapters were perfect. stawwph i will cry! it is so hard to write for the bear characters there’ll all so complex but i do my best where i can, i mainly started tagging ooc because i got an anon about how horrible aiekoy was because everyone’s ooc and i just don’t have the mental fortitude to deal with that ever again lol. HILARY CLINTON HAS ME GAGGED 😭 no but it was so fun writing that sassy little bitch, because things were outlined entirely differently like baby and hannah was supposed to have like a whole fwb thing going on only for the sole purpose of jealous carmy but i just want to write happy barby together already so bad that we just speed ran hugo’s demise. we will def see him soon so don’t you worry!

good get some sleep you need it to function!! another message and song rec ugh you spoil me! can’t wait to chat with you again lovie have a great day/night 🫶🏽🤍

#i have missed you so much its laughable #this was like bumping into your bestie from 5th grade that moved away in the middle of the school year and you never saw agin #until now #that was oddly specific #vee answers °•. ✿ .•°

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maiverie · 2 years

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( ୨୧ ) ── ꒰ update ! ꒱

hi hi everyone !! just wanted to share a super quick update <3 i know this account hasn't been properly active in a month so i firstly wanted to apologise for the inactivity and also keep u all in the loop abt what i have planned in the future :>

( note : it's kinda late here so i'll answer asks tmr :0 <3 )

ㅤㅤ↳ the reason for my inactivity is quite multifactorial but boils down to a lack of motivation to write / be on tumblr + many commitments irl !! ive been working + studying a lot, which has kept me busy :(

ㅤㅤ↳ i don't have plans to deactivate this acc or anything so don't be concerned about that!! not that anyone would even care saslkddjsj just wanna put that out there!! i still very much have a passion for writing, though admittedly my motivation has taken a bit of a hit. nothing really to do with you guys / tumblr,,, i think i just have a tendency to overthink things and sometimes writing can be stressful when ur brain literally mf hates itself :’>

ㅤㅤ↳ a few months ago i reached a new milestone (4 digits!!! that is literally so effing slay IM CRYING) but didn't get the chance to say anything soooo THANK U ALL SOOO MUCHHHH AAAA im seriously in awe at that number because tbh i really don't feel like i've achieved much w this acc T_T sometimes im super embarrassed that my masterlist is so puny and i've only got the one completed fic,, but reaching such a cool milestone is more than enough for me to be utterly grateful. in saying that, i'm so so so sorry abt how horrible my updating schedule is :’’> i'll definitely try to work on it and be more consistent :( in the meantime, if anyone has any idea on like milestone ideas then pls pls pls lmk *-* <333

ㅤㅤ↳ anyways, if you're wondering what my plans are next, the first thing i want to do is update & finally complete triage !!! i have about 2-3k written so far but the final chapter will probably reach 7k+ (kms) :’’> i have sm wips i want to publish and start, but i probably won't do anything about them until my other ongoing fics (misconduct and doublespeak) are on a somewhat steady trajectory to getting finished (i.e. i have a good understanding of where they're headed).

ㅤㅤ↳ to any moots that are reading this (but tbh blr literally looks so dead that i wouldn't even be surprised if nobody sees / reads this HAHAHS), i will defs catch up on all ur updates <33 i really wanna be active again on this acc so ill probably be reaching out sometime soon to say hi :’>

ㅤㅤ↳ lastly, i noticed some people are recommending my fics and asldk;fjl;kjew im literally crying like it genuinely makes me so happy that people are even reading my shit like?? hello?? yall got some questionable ass taste but tysm for enjoying my fics :< i gen love yall sm u !! don't !! even !! know !! sooo yeah thank you so much for all the likes, comments, reblogs, recommendations, or any other sliver of interaction bc yall are the best and i love writing and i love enhypen and i love u all MWAH MWAH MWAH !! anyway i'm probably gna sleep now but tysm for reading this long ass post aksjjadjss ill answer asks tmr!!!

ㅤㅤ— lots and lots of luv from mai <333

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#vis à vis ꒰ announcements! ꒱ ✰

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gumbxz · 2 years

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🕸🕸🕸🕸🕸

eddie munson x reader

reader is polynesian and plays volleyball !! she teaches eddie how to play thinking he wants to learn, but eddie is really doing this to check her out..oh and some poly phrases that’ll be used i shall translate if your yall 💯

btw this is kinda short so sorry ☹️

poly slang:

lick - fight/beat up

fuckah - fucker lol

shoutout to my fellow poly girls, i see you, i’m lurking and in stalking when you least expect it.))

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eddie couldn’t keep his eyes off you. i mean no one can. you look like an absolute goddess. of course you didn’t have much friends besides some of the jocks who really thought their pride could beat you in a short game of volleyball. the amount of power you had every time you spiked that volleyball sent him.

he’d sit everyday on the bleachers and just watch you. you never cared really. you were too focused to pay attention to him. from afar he thought you were taller then him, but up close man, you were a little smaller then him, but your thighs could definitely crush him. and he would die a happy man.

dustin and mike would catch onto why he’d cancel nearly every saturday night session. as soon as they found out, eddie was pissed. even threatens to kill them if they told anyone. they haven’t let out a peep.

one day the jocks were catcalling you and calling you some pretty fucked up shit.

“hey! why don’t you quit volleyball and show us some hula.”

“let’s see your coconuts!!”

this pissed him off. seeing you get called out in the middle of the cafeteria just made you go literal ape.

“watchu want ‘den you fuckah! i’ll lick your friends in one fight if you talk smack to me, brah.”

what beautiful and elegant native tongue, eddie had thought to himself. you never really showed much of your accent since it was pretty mellow. but when you did, everyone could tell you was def a polynesian. and you were proud. of course you had to leave home because of how bad your family had it, but you miss home everyday.

after that, eddie finally spoke to you for the first time. a full blown conversation.

“um hey! i like the way you hit the ball.”

“hm? you talkin’ to me?”

“yeah! i’m eddie. you’re (y/n), right?”

“ho, you stalkin me hoale!”

“ uh what does that mean..?”

“basically one white person. but i like you. you have nice hair.”

“oh! haha..thanks ! can you uh, show me how to play volleyball..?”

you smile and tell him to follow you to the volleyball court. he couldn’t stop staring at your legs. they were both plushy but full of muscle…he wanted to bite them but refused.

“alright, you stand infront of me and i’ll stand here okay. you’re gonna have to squat and pop your bum out and have your arms stretched out, ‘kay?”

he nodded his head, and you spiked the ball. and he was too late and got hit in the fuckin face. he lost balance and fell back and held his face. “SHIT!” you shouted and tan towards him. holding his face and seeing his nose was bleeding.

“shit- i’m so sorry, edds.”

“nah nah- i’m forever thankful and in your debt..sweet warrior princess.”

the face you made was terrifying, not a single sign of happiness. yet you bursted out laughing. a laugh he didn’t think he’d hear come from you. it made him feel all fuzzy inside.

“you’re one funny guy, yeah? i like you.”

you began petting his hair and playing with it, making him tremble in your lap. your eyes were captivating as always.

“what’s it like where you’re from..? is it always sunny.”

he wipes his nose with his sleeve, the leather covered in a dark maroon. you help him up in the process and think of what words to say.

“well, it’s sunny and nice. shitty me and my family had to leave cuz we got evicted. they were building fancy houses in our land. so we had to leave.”

“shit, that’s fucking fucked. i’m sorry to hear you go through that, i’m glad you’re here now. hope it’s just as awful as it is here.”

“trust me it is, but, you seem like someone genuine and not fake. i like you a lot. you have pretty hair too.”

he couldn’t say anything and just stood there. cheeks pinks while you touch his hair and fix his bangs.

“you wanna go eat out?”

“yes please!”

“uh..like get some dinner, brah..”

“oh YEAH! of course, that sounds amazing!! take out or dinning in??”

“hm, i guess take out would be nice. i like crash your place.”

“y-yeah…sure…”

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i feel like, me personally, if eddie met an independent and overall tough ass girl, he’d go instant puppy mode hehe - gummy

#Spotify #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #polynesian reader #eddie is a huge simp #reader plays volleyball