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bedtimebrain · 3 years

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EXO Baekhyun: Speedpost!

(while i've been having fun with all these drawings in my past few posts, i must admit i almost puked when i looked at this one as i was uploading today. for the sake of our eyes will nicely put a stop to this soon :,D)

Char: baek x u Genre: military baek, fluff!, needy (?) reader Description: you thought you could do just fine with baek in the military, but it seems like you actually need him a little more than you think Word Count: 1.3k Track for feels: Avril Lavigne, Wish you were here

You honestly thought you were the kind of strong and independent girlfriend. The kind that would do absolutely fine when your boyfriend enlists.

But truth be told, you barely scrape past this week, and it has only been a week since baek enlisted. Doubts, doubts. Could you even hold it together for another 2 more weeks? You remember just the day before baekhyun's enlistment, he deliberately teased you with fake sobbings,

'babe, will you cry if i'm not around? you might miss me so much it's too much for you to bear right? if you..'

you simply scoffed and cut him off

'ya, byun baekhyun, i'm afraid i would have to disappoint you. i am very much a busy and independent woman. i will do just fine with you enlisting. plus we will probably get to call once in a while, i can live with that'

you smugly folded your arms, sending an attack to his ego

In hindsight, the attack went out like a boomerang and came right back at you. You can already imagine baekhyun playfully gloating

'Strong independent woman, jagiya?'

Perhaps it might all be better if a wreck package hadn't self-invited itself to your life this week.

First of all, your boss decided it was a good idea to throw your proposal back in your face. Next, your very considerate across-the-globe client planned a conference call close to sleeping time in korea. As if it all couldn’t be worse, you overheard a juicy conversation your colleagues were having about you in the washroom.

All these just made you want to run right to baekhyun. To lie on his lap, throw punches at him and hear him flame your life perpetrators with the most nonsensical phrases.

During the day, all you looked forward to was your phonecalls with baek. But who knew even a phonecall date would be as hard to fulfil as climbing mount Everest.

Apart from the first day, every other day the past week was met full of hiccups. Either you were caught up with conference calls and work, or baek was cutting too close to lights out for a long call.

You call it baek crumbs, yes you were surviving on baek crumbs.

There was still sometime left before your phonecall date tonight. You yanked open your refrigerator in search of your alternative destress mechanism -- chocolates. You sighed at your depleting chocolate stash, physically indicating how badly you needed baek.

Back on the sofa, you swallowed down Freddo and you plugged in your earphones like an emo teen, randomly choosing a song radio to play.

As if Siri heard your inner thoughts, the radio chose to play Avril Lavinge's Wish You Were Here. Before you know it, you were a crying mess.

It's not even like you guys were breaking up, but the lyrics were literally stabbing into your heart But right now i wish you were here.... Damn, what i'd do to have you here ...

You were pathetically brawling away when baekhyun's call came in. Suppressing your heavy sobbing, you picked up the phone after a couple of rings at this untimely moment.

'Jagiya, i've 15minutes today! How have you been? You wouldn't believe what happen today! Jagi? Are you there?' His animated voice died down and he held a pause.

'Are you crying? y/n why are you crying? what happened?' you hear a hint of panic in his voice

Baekhyun was fast at catching on things, your quietness, shakey breathes and suppressed hitches were more than enough to indicate a red flag to him.

You had intended for tonight's call to be a fun and not your emotional health hotline help. Taking a deep breath, you tried to put up a front, and with your most stable voice, replied him

'ya, what crying? so what happened with you today?'

'ya, stop bullshitting me. you're crying, what's up with you?' turning all serious, he wasn't going to let you dodge this

you bit down hard on your lip, you couldn't get a syllable out of your throat, afraid the moment you did so you would break down completely.

'damn it, i would totally break the law just to bring a camera phone in so you cannot hide your face from me. tell me please?' he sounded urgent and frustrated, but gentle in asking you to tell him

'baekhyun ah, i can't do this anymore. i thought i could, but why is it so difficult' your voice cracked and you burst into hot tears

'i haa-d such a bad week and i just want..want.. to tell you about it every night. but our time together is always so short that by the time it got to my turn to tell you about my day.........the call ends. and.. and.. i don't know..... what to do about all these on my own..with--without you' you were wailing and possibly incomprehensible by now

'ya..y/n-ie, mi an hae. jeongmal mi an. i just realised i hadn't even heard about how your day went this entire week. i always got so carried away telling you about me, i wasn’t considerate enough.'

Almost running out of tears, you regain your composure quickly

‘Jagi, I’m not blaming you. Please don’t take it that way, it’s just.. I really wish you were around.’

The call suddenly went silent on the other sides, then you heard some low shouts in the background

‘Baekhyunie?’ You guess it was probably an early roll call again

A few moments later, baekhyun was back on the call.

‘Jagi, I’m sorry, I’ll probably have to go soon, the sergeant’s checking my barracks next.

Anyway, I actually had something I wanted to give you the night before I enlisted, but you insisted you were an independent and busy woman....’

His sentence was left broken with a sudden series of clattering like his phone had dropped. You heard louder shouts this time round, then a hurried whisper from Baekhyun

‘Jagi, check the right drawer under your table alright. I got to go now, mi an.’

‘Ah, okay.. saranghae’ and the call was dropped.

You know it was beyond Baekhyun’s control when he had to end the call. But it still didn’t stop you from feeling down at the abrupt goodbye.

Forcing a smile on your face for the sake of your own, you went to your table as baekhyun had told you.

Right drawer under the table?

Pulling open the drawer to find a floral patterned metallic box.

Was baek referring to this?

Popping open the metal box you gasp at the contents scattered within. With a hand over your mouth, you could feel your eyes welling up with tears again.

Chocolates. Lots of chocolates. Fanciful chocolates. Notes... byun baekhyun actually wrote notes for you?

He never once made you cards no matter how hard you ‘jaebal’ for him to. He would just say

‘Too difficult’

‘Too bothersome’

‘Suck at handicraft’

You pulled out the longest note in the entire box and couldn’t help but chuckle when you saw his scrawls

Annyeong Jagi! I bet you would choose this to read first cause it’s the longest. Did I guess it right?ㅋㅋ i wrote a letter to my beloved EXO-Ls, and I thought, how could I not leave you with one? Y/N, you see the chocolates in this box? I went to the candy store that day and picked them individually for you. Because I’m not around, I thought you might need them more. If you have a hard time when I’m away, take a chocolate and a note, enjoy them and think about me. Thank you for waiting, nae sarang, very soon I’ll be with you again. ^^

On the table, your phone vibrated and your screen lit up.

A msg from baekhyun:

Found my speedpost? Saranghae, wool ji ma(dont cry). Let’s call again tmr, goodnight!

You were smiling and crying like a fool by now. With a vision blurred by your tears, you typed a reply

Ya byun Baekhyun. Gumawo.... saranghae

Surely, you must have saved a nation your past life for you to meet byun baekhyun.

———

I was watching EXO arcade and this super random thought came to mind, do yall think their new album concept actually came from EXO arcade?

Like maybe they had been planning a season 2 all along and a new album. But they couldn’t think of a concept, so tada! Arcade, games! For their album concept~ Is there any talk like this circulating, hahah, hope I’m not late to the party then.

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wendystales · 3 years

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Memories - lrh (Chapter Sixteen)

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Chapter Fifteen ※ ※ ※ ※ ※ Chapter Seventeen

Luke pov.

“Do it again.” Ashton asks, staring at me intently.

We were about to leave my house for my surprise party, which I discovered in less than an hour. I was rehearsing a face of surprise so as not to end the surprise, cause I know everyone worked hard for it.

I widen my eyes, breaking into a smile.

“I can't believe you deceived me.” I say with my voice altered by the ‘surprise’.

“Don't say that, it will be very obvious that you know. Says ‘I can't believe you threw a party for me’.” he suggests.

"I can't believe you threw a party for me." I redo the entire acting.

“Yep! Me either. But what doesn't M&Ms ask, that I don't do?” Ash dries the water bottle with a shrug. “I'm just kidding.” he laughs after seeing my face.

“Speaking of her…” I fill my glass with some more wine, since it's too early for us to go. “Something new?” Ashton denies, frustrated too.

“I commented that she was acting weird, but she just changed the conversation and said that she's been busy and that she was nervous about the party.” he sighs. I massage my forehead, annoyed.

"Am I going to have to put her against the wall to get something?" I look at him, not knowing what to do.

“You know this isn't going to work. She's going to run away, you're going to fight, she's going to walk away and you're going to be more annoying than you already are.” I appreciate my friend's attempt to change the mood with provocation, but it has no effect.

"I can't find any reason to give me any sign of what's going on. Was it my fault? I knew I shouldn't have stayed with her that Saturday, I pushed the situation too hard and now she's pulling away, avoiding me-”

“Oh shut up! Don't even start with that.” Irwin raises his voice, cutting mine off. "Marnie isn't like that, she doesn’t do these things. If she wasn't comfortable she was going to talk. You said yourself that she asked you to sleep there. She let you pick her up on Monday and asked you to take her home, even after you dedicated Best Years to her. She didn't run away there, because it was remarkable how much she liked the song. You should pay more attention to the way she looks at you.”

A silly laugh escapes my lips when I see Ashton imitate her looking at me and smiling. My heart warms at the possibility that she is actually falling in love with me, just as I already am with her.

"Luke, if she didn't want to get back together, she wouldn't open up so many gaps and opportunities for you to be together. She must just be confused about the feelings. That's how it looked for the first time. Look, let's analyze her behavior today, after all the stress of the party and then we get stressed.”

I agree with my friend. I'm freaking out over something that shouldn't be very important. Maybe it's all the pressure with finishing the album. The release date is approaching and sure enough, Jim freaking out in my ear for the publicity trip we were supposed to be doing, but we're still going against it due to Marnie's accident.

I don't know how many times I have to tell him I'm not leaving LA yet. This delay wasn't hindering anything, so I don't know why he makes such a point.

“Go, get rid of that dead face and let's enjoy your party.” Ash slaps my shoulder.

We left the house, heading to Jack's house, where the party would be. I've been training my face the entire way, wanting it to be as realistic as possible, even though everyone already suspects that I know.

Even if I didn't know it, the moment I see the street full of cars, I realize that I would find out there. Irwin tells them we're coming and I notice the noise of the music fade away. Discreet.

We entered the house, finding everything quiet and tidy. But when we turn to the kitchen and garden, a lot of people scream in surprise. I take a step back, like I'm really shocked.

"I can't believe you did that." I look at Ash, wanting to see that I did well. But his expression ‘so so’ disappoints me.

“In the car it was better.” he says before walking away and letting people get closer.

I don't know how many people I hugged, but I know the only one I wanted to see was the last one to arrive. I hold my breath, seeing her in a black leather skirt and a transparent black blouse, highlighting her tattoo between her breasts.

I swallow hard, cracking a nervous smile as she approaches with a huge grin, almost jumping into my lap. Unlike yesterday, where I just got a congratulations message, M&Ms hug me, leaving a lingering kiss on my cheek.

“Happy Birthday!” the gleam in her eyes proves to me she's already a little high.

I resist the urge to steal a kiss from her lips, just kissing her cheek back but giving her waist a squeeze, pressing her against my body. She seems to notice my intent, drastically changing her breathing.

"I wanted to talk to you later. If possible.” I say against her ear.

“About?” her eyes sweep me for any clues.

“Surprise.” I reveal, seeing her roll her eyes in agreement.

I watch her walk away with the girls, but she doesn't fully break eye contact with me, looking at me from afar. I let out a breath, realizing it's going to be a long night and another long battle to resist her and the urge to take her to a dark corner.

In the kitchen, where most of the drinks are, I start my work, drinking the alcohol, enjoying the burning sensation that the liquid leaves in my throat. I get distracted with video game conversation and allow my mind to relax with lighter, more relaxed topics.

The party had been going on for a few hours. My head is already light, due to the high alcohol content my body retains. I know I'm laughing at some bullshit Brian is talking about, even though his words don't make any sense in my mind. Maybe I've already had too much to drink and it's better to stop for a while. I don't want to be sick at my own party.

The term vibrates in my mind and I start searching the crowd for the cotton candy hair, worried about her condition. The feeling pulls my head out of the air, sobering me up for a few minutes.

I find her dancing hand in hand with Noah, laughing at the older man's exaggerated steps. I stare at the scene, happy that she is enjoying herself. Unlike at the beginning of the week, Marnie is now upbeat and not acting. Maybe Irwin is right and she was just stressed about the birthday party.

I push my thoughts away, concentrating on yet another beer pong game. I've played more times than I could count and I'm starting to doubt the two arms Jack has won since my last drink.

“Problems.” Michael sings beside me, pointing to the door. Pam walked in smiling excitedly, holding hands with a guy who sure as hell didn't want to be there. It's not possible…

Sobriety hits me like a cannon. All the alcohol and smoke that was in my body is gone and I am able to think clearly for the first time since I arrived.

I massage my forehead, bringing my gaze to Marnie, who's already staring at Pam without a specific expression. I cross the room with incredible ease, reaching for her, hugging her waist, pulling her to me.

“We can talk now?” Marnie didn't even seem to hear me, still staring at Pam, who was greeting some people. "M&Ms?" I call closer to her ear, but no effect. “Hey!” I drop a kiss to her temple, squeezing her waist.

Her green eyes cross mine and I can palpate the insecurity in them. Marnie just nodded, letting me lead her out of the room. We went up to a room, being alone. I look at her face, still half lost, and I approach slowly, feeling that little box weigh tons in my pocket.

“What do you want to talk about?” she gives a slight smile, turning her full attention to me.

“First I wanted to apologize for Pam. I didn't know what she was going to come.” Marnie rolls her eyes, shrugging.

“It’s OK! No need to apologize. My head is so full I don't even care about her anymore.” she sits up in bed, crossing her legs.

“And I believe she won't even mind us today, after all, she came with someone” I sat beside her.

“Yeah! Poor guy.” I let out a laugh at her pity for the poor boy. “It was just that?”

I lose myself in her eyes for a few seconds, wondering if that's all. I draw her face in my mind once more, recording every feature I fell in love with. My lips tingle as I landed my eyes on her mouth, slightly reddened by the drink.

At another time, right now she and I would be locked in some bathroom or bedroom, succumbing to desire and the alcohol in our blood. My fingertips ache amidst the memories of all the times I have run across her skin, feeling it burn under my touch.

My mind starts to cloud and the flashes of the two of us become more and more vivid. I try to push those thoughts away, but they seem to sink into my mind with force. My body heats up with every scene my mind plays. I feel the blood running the wrong way and I don't know how to stop it.

"Luke?" I'm startled by your touch on my hand. Marnie was looking at me with a mixture of curiosity and concern. “Are you okay?” I watch her hand squeeze mine, like she always did when I was angry or upset.

And just with that touch, everything stops inside me. The fire is gone and now I'm seized by a gigantic pain and rage in my chest, a rage for her being ripped from me so abruptly. I stare at her fingers moving gently, transmitting a caress throughout my body.

"Luke?" now she was looking at me extremely worried.

“Sorry. I think the drink hit.” I open a smile, trying to calm her down. M&Ms don't seem to buy much, but she smiles smugly.

“I already told you you're drinking a lot. In a little while you'll be passed out and won't even enjoy your own birthday party.” my smile widens in the midst of her care. "Don't give me that smile." she pushes my face away. "Is that all you wanted to talk about?"

“No!” this time I answer faster. “Actually, I wanted to give you something.” I fish the little white box in my pocket, feeling my fingers as soft as jelly. What if she doesn't like it? What if she gets angry?

“You know it's your birthday, right? You're the one who should get presents, not give. Especially for me.” she looks at me angrily, not wanting to accept the box.

"Well, it's my birthday and I'll do what I want, in which case I give it to you." I place the object in her hands. “I wanted to wait until your birthday, but it's still far away and I can't take it.” I lift my shoulders quickly, making her laugh.

Taking advantage of the fact that she was involved with the present, slowly, I move closer to her body, contenting myself with the least contact we have. I notice Marnie hold her breath at the sight of the blue quartz necklace, just like the one she had.

With no more reaction than that, I start to convince myself that I've fucked up and she hated it. It wasn't the time yet, as much as everything was going well, it wasn't the time yet.

“I can't believe you did this.” her voice comes out in a breath in surprise. I let my mind race to our first Christmas, where she gave me my necklace and I gave that star to her.

“If you don't like it…” my voice trails off as I see her eyes watery and filled with joy. It was the right time.

I'm not afraid to advance towards her, covering your lips with mine in a short kiss. The cherry taste becomes my favorite for the rest of the night. Marnie wipes her tears as she calls herself pathetic for crying.

"I know we used it as a dating ring, but it doesn't have to be-”

"Could you put it on for me?" she interrupts me, not caring about my fear. With my hands still trembling and cold, I close the necklace around her neck, enjoying the scene of her smiling enchanted by that stone. “Thanks!”

This time it is she who steps forward, stealing a kiss. The mood changes drastically. The screams outside seem to die in my ears, leaving only silence. The music that used to burst had ceased to exist.

That little kiss breaks, but she doesn't pull away, keeping her forehead still glued to mine. I'm startled when her eyes return to mine, I can see her perfectly there, in front of me, in my arms. I recognize that glow, that look and what it wanted to convey.

It was her there. The reason I get up every morning. The reason that makes me want to be better and better. The person I always want to impress. My girl. My Marnie.

I bring my hand to the back of her neck, bringing our lips together once more. I feel goose bumps as our tongues touch and her hand cups my face, holding me there. If she knew the last thing I want is to run away…

I'm surprised I feel despair on her side. The urgency on her lips. The need for the touch of her hands, the way they ran through my hair, the back of my neck and chest.

Easily, I pull her onto my lap, moaning, feeling her body against mine after so long. The fire that had previously ceased inside me, runs again through my veins, making everything too cloudy. I can't reason whether this was right or not. We both drink too much. She still hasn't given me full openness to so much attitude, even though she's still here, kissing me.

I try for a few minutes to clear my mind, to be a little rational and not get carried away by emotion, but the sound her mouth makes when I touch her neck with my lips ruins whatever train of thought I was building.

I touch the exact spots that make her moan and scramble for more friction. I watch thirstily as her eyes roll back and her lip is bitten in an attempt to control the moans. Her nails scratch the back of my neck, releasing an electric current that migrates between my legs.

I gasp when I feel her rub against my groin, spreading a current throughout my body. I want to beg her to do it again, but it's not really necessary, she knows and she does. So excruciating, but so good. Again I am startled to find that glow that I knew so much. I wonder where this Marnie was all along.

I shove my hand inside her shirt, enjoying her burning skin. I stroke the spot below her bra with my thumb, wanting not to frighten her. I suck the skin under her ear, lapping it with my tongue. My body combusts as she stirs and presses her crotch harder against mine. I cup her breast with enjoyment, hearing her call my name the way I liked it best.

Her desperate hands run inside my jacket, wanting to throw it away. I was ready to help when a heavy knock on the door disrupts our moment.

"What the fuck is it?" anger rips up my throat, causing a very angry scream. So much time to interrupt.

"It's time to cut the cake." I hear Calum's voice and feel like throwing him from the second floor.

“Serious? Stick the cake in your-” two small hands cover my mouth, preventing me from continuing.

“We're on our way, Cal.” Marnie yells louder and breathless.

I watch your body soften, lost and, I fear, even regretful. She is no longer there. She avoids looking at me, perhaps out of shame.

“It was better this way.” her sweet voice comes closer to a whisper.

“Was?” I stare at her, not wanting to accept that I was the only one to feel it. I know I wasn't, because her expression tells me I'm right.

“Was! You know it was.” her tone is still sweet, but her gaze is hard. "I think we'd better go downstairs." she gets up carefully, getting out of bed. I throw my head against my hands, visibly frustrated.

"Go ahead, I need to get both heads in place." I throw my body against the mattress.

“Sorry, Luke.” I can't stand her feeling guilty when she's the biggest victim of all this.

"M&Ms?" I leap out of bed, grabbing her before disappearing through the door. “It's not your fault. I'm the one who lost control, I'm sorry. You didn't give me the opening to attack you like that and I let myself go…” her lips silence me.

“It wasn't anyone's fault, can we do that?” I nod, stealing the last kiss before I let her go. "I'll wait for you downstairs." she announce.

I turn around, heading back to bed, still feeling frustration coursing through my veins.

“Hey!” I turn to see her there, standing in the doorway. My chest races with yearning from the many times I've seen her do the same scene. My ears and heart ache wanting to hear those words that always came next. Those three words that were so beautiful in her mouth. “Thanks for this.” she smiles and leaves.

I stare at the wood, snapping back to reality. I'm such an idiot for thinking she was going to say she loves me. I hide my face, exhausted. I look across the bed, able to see the two of us there, so given to each other.

I replay the scene in my head, tasting her kiss on my lips. Feeling my body tingle, still wanting her touch. The pressure on my pants becomes bigger and more uncomfortable. I need to make this go away. I scramble my mind for many things to calm myself down, but I can't. I can still feel her hands running around the back of my neck and her groin against mine.

"Shit!" I give up, going to the bathroom and locking myself in there. I don't care if I'm late, or what they think. I won't be able to eliminate this with thoughts alone.

I lower my pants and underwear, releasing my already throbbing member. I run my hand over it, making my body vibrate in relief. I let my mind flood with all thoughts and memories with her, feeling my body inflate further.

I increase my speed, being able to feel her touch through my body. I punch the wall, feeling my stomach contract. I rest my forehead against the cool coating, letting out several sighs. Her eyes flash in my mind.

The many times I've seen her face twist in pure orgasm under my touch. That smirk and that vulgar glow she always lets off before pulling me aside. And I always did, like a puppy.

My breathing gets out of control as I reach my orgasm. A wave of relief and lightness overcomes me, along with a wave of guilt. It must have been the 15th time since it all happened.

I can't have her. I can't stand the idea of looking for someone else, even though we are not officially together, so I have to get by with baths and my bare hands, but as a result I feel like the dirtiest human being, as she doesn't even suspect.

I walk down the stairs, not attracting any attention. I find her sitting on the couch, on Leah's lap, laughing at some imitation Ashton was doing. I approach the group, who make no fuss about my delay.

I pick up the bottle of white wine on the coffee table, flipping half the contents. I feel her green eyes burn on me and I don't even have the courage to reciprocate by ignoring her.

“Is everything OK? Sorry if I messed something up.” Hood says next.

“It's OK! In fact, it was better, if you didn't show up, we would have done something stupid.” I say dry.

"Is that why this sour face?" he raises an eyebrow.

"I'm feeling awful for almost bringing her to this and not having the conscience to stop." I reveal a part of the guilt that burns in me.

“Luke, you are not complete strangers. And maybe she really wanted to go further, she just didn't know how. After all, at that moment she was supposed to be your f-”

"I know!" I cut it off, not wanting to hear the rest of the sentence.

For my salvation, someone starts to sing happy birthday and the matter is closed. I open a smile disguising the shit my head was on. Michael puts a little purple hat on my head, blowing a plastic horn, very excited.

The scene makes me laugh, relieving the stress. I watch Leah and Kyleen swing colorful pom poms behind Marnie, who is holding a small cake with several candles.

I look deep into her eyes, noticing her happiness to be there and somehow mine too. After all, she's here, even if she doesn't remember much, she's still here. The accident could have been a lot worse and I could have lost her forever.

I push the damn thoughts away, blowing out the candles and driving everyone crazy. I'm surprised when Marnie leans in, stealing a kiss, not caring that she's in front of everyone. Her rosy cheeks manage to steal a smile far bigger than Michael did.

In the back of the room, I notice Pam with her arms crossed and sulking. I don't know if Marnie did it on purpose, intent on teasing, but something she did, and if Pam is pissed off, we're happy.

The clock was already showing around 5:00 in the morning. I've already fluctuated my alcohol level more times than I can count. While the boys filled me with rum, M&Ms filled me with water and food, afraid I would go into an alcoholic coma or whatever. Of course I took advantage of her concern and all the attention she was giving me.

At some point during the party, Michael took over the DJ's table and there we were, jumping up behind him, singing I Want It That Way at the top of our lungs, with the lost girls trying to do the choreography. That was definitely the best thing about the party, right after my moment with Marnie in the bedroom.

Right after his moment commanding the party's playlist, Clifford decided to climb on the roof to jump into the pool. Something that was already taking a while to happen. What he and no one expected was Marnie yelling at him, worried.

“It's comical, because if it weren't for the amnesia and the lack of alcohol, she would be the one on the roof.” Irwin comments lying beside me, watching the scene of her yelling at Michael, asking him to come down.

“And we called the fire department because she got stuck again.” I shake my head, wanting not to laugh at the memories. “Good times.” I'm toasting my friend, still watching her worriedly behind the older one.

Sitting in the garden, talking to some friends, I watch the girl laughing in a circle with Noah and Calum. She gets up, walking into the house, returning in a few minutes. I watch her come around, stopping behind me.

“Now the one who needs to talk is me.” she whispers in my ear. I don't think twice about taking your hand and heading out of the wheel chat.

I can see a large package in her hands and the idea of being my gift makes me anxious. A little farther away from the mess that remained, she hands me the black box with a gold bow on top. Before opening it, I take a look at her excited smile, letting out a laugh.

I find five rings and three necklaces arranged around the box. I can't hold back the smile, seeing what she's chosen. I know I might look like an idiot for some jewelry, but it's amazing jewelry she picked out.

“You liked?” she bites her lower lip, curious.

“I loved!” I hug your body, thanking her. I know she has no intentions other than to give me a birthday present, but of course I will wear these rings and necklaces with more affection than usual. “Thanks.” I mean, still ecstatic.

Hand in hand, we approached the crowd again, bumping into Kiki, Sophie and Michael.

“We were thinking about going to Michael's house. The party is already boring and I'm hungry.” Kiki comments. I look a little offended at her, after all, that was my birthday party. “Oh! Nothing personal.” she laughs, slapping me on the shoulder.

“What do you think?” I ask the M&Ms, who shrug their shoulders. "Have you talked to the rest?"

“Leah was going to call Noah and Ash, we were going to rescue Calum.”

“OK! We'll get our stuff and meet you at the door.” Marnie agrees and so we disperse.

Still holding hands, we walked back upstairs, looking for her bag. In the kitchen, I grab a bottle of vodka, a tequila, and a whiskey, trying to put everything in my bag, but it doesn't quite work.

“We should take advantage of the gathering and have your liver funeral.” I turn to Marnie who glares at me, seeing three bottles in my arm and me struggling to open one of beer.

Easily, we made our way to the front door, finding Kiki and Sophie. Gradually, everyone arrived and so we left the party, without saying goodbye to anyone.

“Uh, tequila?” Hood comes towards me, hugging the bottle.

Michael's house was the closest and, having drunk too much, we thought we'd better walk.

On the way, we stopped at a bakery, buying a bunch of things to eat. The day was already showing signs of life when we arrived at Mike's house. At the dinner table, we spread out the stolen drinks and food, starting our round table, as well as picking up several board games that Michael kept.

“I wanted to propose a toast to Mr. Luke Hemmings.” Noah draws the toast, making everyone raise their glasses and bottles. “One of the few people worth meeting in this hellish city where you can't trust anyone. The other people are unfortunately not present…”

A shower of paper balls and food flies towards the 20 minutes older twin. I'm surprised when I watch Marnie leave my arms, standing up.

“I also wanted to give a speech.”

“You didn't have to, babe.” I say, shaking her hand that still had our fingers intertwined.

“It's not about you.” she sticks out her tongue, causing everyone to scream.

“Ouch!” I put my hand to my chest, accepting the blow and still feeling my heart race.

“Shut up.” she screams, laughing. “Well, I wanted to make this toast in thanks to all of you. I know it's been three years of friendship, but for me it's only been a month and even with all the confusion and breakup.” her fingers squeeze mine and I move them, giving them a light caress. “You still took me in and took great care of me. I am eternally grateful for that. Leah doesn't even start crying, I need to get this over with and if I cry it's going to go wrong.” the mood breaks a little with the laughter. “Bottom line, I just want to say that whatever the future holds, I like you all a lot and that this isn't just a bunch of crazy friendship the universe threw at me, it's the family I've been looking for. As Noah said, you're the few people worth living in this hell of a city and I love you all so much. Cheers!”

Everyone raises their glasses once more, toasting her speech. I cross my gaze with Leah, who has also noticed something odd. She still hadn't commented on Monday's episode and I still had it hanging around in my mind.

It was very visible that something was troubling her. Her eyes wandering lost, her disappearance since Monday until today, claiming to be super busy and out of time. Everyone was sensing that something was wrong, but she wouldn't let go or comment on it.

“Especially you.” I focus my attention on her, who settles back into my arms. “Regardless of our future, I like you very much.” she whispers, before pressing her lips to mine. “Please never forget that. Promise?”

I get lost in her eyes, noticing a hint of fear and pain in them. It's horrible to see her like this and not know what to do. For nothing in this world I want her to feel unprotected or alone, she said herself that we are a family, so she wouldn't have to face anything alone.

“Only if you promise me you'll tell me what's going on.” I play hard, not caring if this becomes an issue between us, or if it pushes her away a little.

“Luke…” my name comes out in a painful sigh.

"Marnie." I say her name harshly, wanting her to understand that I won't change my mind.

“I'll tell. Just not today. Today is your day and that's what matters to me. So please let's enjoy?” she begs. As always, I surrender, nodding. I drop a kiss to her forehead, before pulling her to my chest again.

Hastings still looks at me suspiciously and unfortunately I only have reason to agree with her. Something was up with Marnie and she didn't want to tell us.

A minute of silence, our baby is turning 25 today and I am not knowing how to handle it.

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neptunetheplanet7 · 3 years

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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐧 - 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐮𝐬

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Groggily wiping your closed eyes, you awoke from a deep sleep. It didn't take long to realize the sheets around you weren't yours. You weren't in your bedroom. You weren't even in your house.

You sat up on the pullout, more alert. Rubbing the sides of your head with your fingertips, you desperately tried to put the pieces of last night together. The clock next to the unmounted flat-screen told you it was two pm. What happened to you?

"Good morning, honey bunny! Or should I say good afternoon?" The cheery voice that broke your confused silence was easy to recognize as Sasha.

What you were doing in the living room of her apartment, you didn't know. You turned around to see her cooking food for the two of you.

The early events of the night before were clear as day when you retraced your steps. Catching up with everyone, Hitch, Zeke's fiasco, and dancing around were all things you had no issue recalling.

However, there was one last detail just out of your grasp. Dancing with your friends. . . then with Mikasa. . . but what happened after that? Was it- oh, fuck.

Realization set in and you scrambled off the couch. Clothes from the night clung to your body as you stumbled into Sasha's bright kitchen.

Sitting down on a stool with wide eyes earned you a concerned look. Sasha raised an eyebrow. "Are you okay, Y/n? You look a little sick."

You shook your head. "I'm such an idiot. Can you believe I kissed her? I bet she didn't even want to."

She chuckled and pushed a plate of food in front of you. "From what I remember, she's the one who initiated it."

"I can't remember anything that happened after that. Fill me in?" You started eating your breakfast as you awaited their answer.

"Well, to put it simply, you fainted."

"What?!"

"Yeah, right after you pulled away. You were just out after that. It's really weird how that happened, actually," She put a finger to her chin as she reminisced.

The food on your fork toppled off as you stilled in shock. "Sasha! You better be joking! That's so embarrassing, oh my god."

In an instant, she was leaning over the table to steady your frantic gesticulating arms.

"Hey, hey, honey bunny. Don't freak out. We were all pretty worried about you. Nobody laughed if that's any comfort to you. To help out Marco, I took you back here after I dropped off Connie. He didn't need to worry about you when he had the three drunk idiots to drive home." She took your free hand in hers.

"I should probably text them so they know I'm okay." You left your food unattended as you walked back to the couch to look for your discarded phone. Sasha took it as a sign that you were done and helped herself to the meal.

"I got a picture of you two if you wanna see it," she said nonchalantly through a mouthful of food.

You stopped your searching. "What? Mikasa and I? When?"

"Well, I got a few, actually. I have one of you dancing with her and one of you kissing her. And some others from when Connie and I were joking around."

"Sasha, why?" you groaned. "I already get enough cameras in my face."

She shrugged and continued eating your breakfast. You moved the couch pillows around in hopes of finding your phone.

A reoccurring buzz vibrated the carpet under the pulled-out mattress. You reached under to grab whatever the noise came from.

Luckily, it was your phone. Unluckily, it was blowing up with texts from Jean and Eren. The familiar ringtone sounded as a call from Jean came through. You rushed to pick it up.

"Hello? Jean? Woah, slow down, what's going on?" You could barely make sense of his frantic words on the other side of the line.

"Y/n, thank god you picked up. Armin's hurt. We're heading to the hospital right now. We think he has a concussion or something."

"What? Oh my god, what happened? How is he?"

"We'll explain later. Come when you can. It's the same hospital we went to when Eren broke his arm."

"Got it, Jean. I'll be there. Keep him safe."

"Of course."

He hung up. You started towards the front door. "We have to go, Sasha."

"Why? What happened? You sound pretty worried. At least change before you got out. I have a spare set of clothes for you," she offered, already on the way to their bedroom.

"No time. I'll change on the way to the hospital." You unlocked the door.

"The what?" Their confusion and worry were clear from their tone. Despite that, she nodded and frantically reached for her car keys, extra outfit already in hand.

Once she got a hold of them, you both jumped in the car and set off to the hospital.

"What the hell happened to you?" You were seated on the left side of the hospital bed with the rest of your bandmates scattered throughout the bland room.

"To tell you the truth, I fell down a flight of stairs," Armin said sheepishly.

"With a light push from Eren," Mikasa added.

"I didn't mean to push him! I bumped into him!"

"Yeah, nice one, Eren. You're a certified douchebag." Jean rolled his eyes.

"Coming from you, Jean, that's rich." Eren glared back at him.

"Man, why couldn't Eren fall down the stairs." Armin clawed at the bandage on his head in annoyance. "This thing is itchy."

"It's because you are stupid, and I am not," Eren fired back. You snorted.

"Oh yeah, definitely. Remind me who graduated early from college and who dropped out again?"

He scowled. "You dropped out too, idiot."

"Right, but I did it for the band. You did it because it was too hard," you snickered.

"Damn, Y/n. Go a little easy on me, will you? I spent my whole morning at the police station." He pinched the bridge of his nose like he had a headache.

Confused, you looked at Mikasa, hoping for an explanation. She avoided your eyes and stared at the ground instead. It was the third time she wouldn't directly look at you since you got there.

Armin noticed the interaction and frowned. "He went to get Zeke out of jail," they explained.

Eren sighed. "That was the plan. Until I changed my mind. The bail was a lot of money and, frankly, with all the shit he did, it wasn't worth it. It's a shame he'll miss my birthday again but what good would he cause anyways."

"Oh, I see."

As distraught as he was the night prior, Eren was able to toughen up with Zeke instead of letting him back into his life so easily. It was admirable he could do such a thing after his previous reactions to Zeke's shenanigans.

"What did he even do? I guess he pawned that guy's wedding ring but isn't he banned from Nebraska?" Jean pondered.

"Well, he didn't lie about some things. He is several million dollars in debt and he was on the run from the police. Explains why he looked like he was gonna shit his pants when the cops showed up last night," Eren said.

"Okay, but what did he do specifically?" Jean asked again.

"Oh, right. He robbed banks like it was a game. The motherfucker was literally bank hopping around Nebraska. Plus, he stole a bunch of shit from people and pawned it all. There were so many complaints filed against him that he was banned from a ton of pawnshops. He wasn't banned from the state. Just enough places that he felt like he was."

Jean's jaw dropped. "How many banks did he rob?"

Eren shrugged. "Around thirty."

"Thirty? What the hell is that guy on?" he mumbled.

You were surprised as well but glad it wasn't worse. Still, you couldn't believe that he'd been staying with you for less than a week and he already stirred up a whirlwind of problems.

Silence had fallen over the room for a moment before Armin broke it. "Y/n, can I talk to you for a minute? Alone," he said.

"Sure." You were curious about what he had to say to you. He'd been all fidgety during the whole half hour you were there.

Eren and Jean turned from their position on either side of the door and walked out. Mikasa stood from her seat to follow. She shot you one last glance but looked away before your eyes could meet.

Once the three were gone, you scooted your chair closer to the bed.

"What's up?"

Armin's brows furrowed as he brought his nail between his teeth. "Do you know what's going on with Mikasa? She's been acting weird all day. She's always been the closed-off type but she hasn't said more than a few words to us all day."

You frowned. If Mikasa was not only avoiding you but the others too, you could only assume what was on her mind.

"You don't remember last night? Is amnesia a result of the fall?"

He blinked, confusion still evident. "No, I don't think so. Eren and Jean are just as clueless as I am."

Then you remembered how drunk the three of them were the night before. They must've lost track of things after having enough drinks. So Mikasa hadn't bothered to fill them in.

You tugged at Sasha's shirt collar nervously. "Mikasa kissed me." Armin's mouth fell open. Words came out fast as you tried to explain, "Or I kissed her. It's a little fuzzy, I fainted afterward. Sasha said Mikasa initiated it, though."

"You- she what? You actually- wait, you fainted? Y/n, are you okay?" The panic in his voice rose as the confusion dissolved.

You placed a hand on his upper arm to stop him from sitting all the way up. "I'm fine. Don't worry about me. I'm not the one in the hospital bed, after all."

He smiled at that. "I guess that's true. But anyway, how was it?"

You felt your face heat up. You weren't expecting them to be so forward. Clearing your throat, you replied, "The kiss was. . . yeah, I'd say it was good."

They grinned. "I'm glad you finally acted on those feelings. Christ's sake, Y/n. You've liked her for how many years now?"

You smiled shyly. "Jeez, I don't know. Quite a few. But don't get your hopes up or anything. She clearly thinks it was a mistake."

Armin's smile disappeared. "You've gotta stop thinking like that. More likely than not, she needs some time to process. You know she gets reserved when she has to think."

So reserved to leave for two years? Yeah, you knew. You were beginning to believe her behavior would lead to worse.

The blonde seemed to sense something deeper was nagging at you. "Wait, have you ever actually talked about what happened? I figured you spoke to Eren but now that I think about it, whenever anyone brought her up you shut it down."

That was enough to get you thinking. When Mikasa was gone, your friends knew better than to ask about her. Armin was right, you always shut it down.

You never spoke about how her disappearance made you feel. You never even wanted to think about it. There were times when you couldn't push the feelings away anymore. Times when you couldn't do anything but cry.

Whenever that happened, you made a beeline for Eren. He was the only one you knew wouldn't pry. You never had to say anything. He would just understand. He never told anyone. He never complained. He never asked. He let you cry until you couldn't anymore. He was someone you were very grateful for.

Mikasa's leave was something that affected you more than you let on. Even if it was easy to tell that it was hard for you to deal with, no one knew the extent to which it was.

Remembering that time brought back every feeling you never dwelled on. You couldn't go through it all again. You knew why it was hard to think positively about that kiss.

"I don't want her to leave," you whispered, voice coming out more shaky than you intended. "I can't do it, not again."

Armin looked surprised. "Do you think she'd leave again? Why?"

Lifting your head, your gaze shifted from the floor to his wide blue eyes. "The last time something impacted her emotions so quickly she left us."

He nodded as realization dawned on him. "But the difference between now and then is that this is a positive thing. Come on, Y/n, I'm not blind. Before she and Jean were together, you were dancing around each other for years. Even Jean was shocked when she asked him out and not you."

You thought about that for a moment. Right he was again. There were always moments between you and her before Jean. You always thought you two had an unspoken connection until she asked him out. It seemed others thought so as well.

You smiled hopefully. "Yeah, you're right. Maybe this is a good thing. I mean, I've had these feelings for years so maybe it's good I finally acted on them."

They smiled back. "Hope so. Just give her some time and she'll come around. It's Mikasa, of all people she would never ignore-"

The door banged open just as Armin was finishing his sentence.

Eren stood in the doorway with his phone held up and Mikasa and Jean not far behind.

"Hannes called. Couldn't wait any longer to ask. Are you two down for a performance at the beginning of next month?" He exhaled heavily, out of breath for some reason. "Mikasa and Jean here are already on board."

"You're coming back to the band, Mikasa?" Armin asked.

"Yeah. I miss it," Mikasa said quietly.

"Of course I'm down. It's been so long since we've performed," you chimed.

"So it's settled then. First performance in three months plus Mikasa's big comeback on April 2nd," Jean confirmed.

posted: 9/15/21

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#aot fanfiction #band au #mikasa ackerman #mikasa x reader #mikasa x you #modern au #snk fanfiction #attack on titan

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chquine · 4 years

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Normie Tactics: Piggyback

Inspired by @justmorerpmemes prompts: "I can't... You're going to have to carry me..." and "I can't move... I'm too tired..."

Also the reaction on the previous Normie Tactics was overwhelming, I got more inspired. XD

I do not own Levi or the setting of the world he is in. The story is the only thing I own.

That said, ENJOY!! <3

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Levi was scouting the location of Ruri-chan's fanmeet in two weeks. As a die hard fan of the idol, it was unacceptable for him to not be first in line. He estimated that he would have to camp at the venue at midnight; two days before the actual event. The venue had a bathroom where he could freshen up and change his clothes before meeting with the idol. As much as he did not like it, most of his games and anime would have to be put at the backburner.

Awww maaaan... And I just got a copy of I Can't Believe I've Used Up All of My Nine Lives and Still Didn't Get a Girlfriend and the new visual novel Heaven's Door. Then again, this is Ruri-chan. Aaaaaaaah! Geez! If only I could somehow do all of them at the same time!!

He was walking back to the House of Lamentation when his D.D.D vibrated in his pocket. Mammon and Asmo were prone to spamming him with messages full of nonsense, so Levi had his phone silenced most of the time. It only vibrated when someone in his emergency contacts sent him a message or called him, and there were only two people there: Lucifer and you.

Pulling out the device his screen showed a candid shot of you in your pajamas, drinking from a straw, holding one of the controllers in his room, and staring at the television intently. Immediately, his heart rate quickened.

Wait she called me? A girl is actually calling me?! I mean she's a 3D human normie, but she still has XX chromosomes!! So this counts! She's also pretty cute and-gaaaaah!! What the heck am I saying???

"Hello?" He tried to sound as casual as possible.

Don't let her know you wanted her to call, Levi. Cause like... You definitely didn't.

"L-L-L-Lord Levi?"

"Who's this?" He did not recognize the voice.

Oh man! Is this a kidnapping scenario?? No wait, everyone knows she's Lord Diavolo's guest. Did she drop her phone somewhere? Nah, too unexciting... And it's not like my friendship level with her's high enough for me to contacted for emergencies...

Before his thoughts could come up with a couple hundred more conclusions about her (which was not because he was worried, of course), the lesser demon explained that the human had collapsed while working at the Akuzon delivery center and that they had called whoever was at speed dial one. It filled Levi with no small amount of giddiness when he heard this, because he was in speed dial one; not Mammon or Lucifer.

That's totally normal right? I mean... It's not like I wanted to be in speed dial one! Not at all! Who'd want to be immediately informed if someone they cared about was in an emergency? Certainly not me.

"Okay. I'm on my way."

Wait! Is this another normie tactic? Already in enough trouble, Mammon is. Looking for someone else to face Lucifer, this human is. Well, fall for it, Levi will not.

Despite himself, he was already in front of the Akuzon delivery center. You were lying down on one of the many couches, looking pale and haggard. Lucifer had allowed you to work so you could have personal Grimm you could spend, assuming that Mammon didn't borrow from you.

Knowing that idiot, he probably did borrow money. Ugh... He's totally insensitive towards other people. Not that I particularly care or anything...

"Levi?"

"Y-yeah?" He was startled by the sudden sounding of your voice.

"Can we go home now?"

He nodded and reached out a hand to you; he tilted his head when you made no move to get up. "Well?"

"I um... I can't walk," you said sheepishly.

Levi blinked at you, trying to process what you were saying.

Aha! A normie tactic it was!! Knew it, I did!! She's got another thing coming if she thinks she can make me carry her!!

"Sorry Levi," you said looking much like Mammon when Lucifer took his credit card. "I've been running on fumes for three days, and I'm really sorry... I can't move... I'm too tired."

He blinked, feeling quite a bit of concern. It was odd to Levi how he had the smallest bit of concern he had only ever felt for the 2D-related contents of his room.

I-I-I-It's only cause I need someone to play coop raids and games with. Yeah! She's a fragile, 3D, normie human, but like... Gaaaaaaah! Even, I cannot!!

"You... Can't?" His voice cracked and he mentally smacked himself.

"I can't... You're going to have to carry me..."

THERE IT IIIIIIIIIIIIS!!!! I KNEW IT! I KNEW SHE WAS TRYING TO TROPE ME!! It was a normie tactic!! She knows I'll get (CENSORED) by Lucifer if I leave her here. Plus! Carrying a girl is totally an existing fantasy! Ugh! Outwitted me, this human has.

Levi found that he wasn't really upset about it as he carried you on his back. "Y'know I don't really have the stats for stuff like this," he told you as he made his way to the House of Lamentation.

"Sorry," you said. "Am I heavy?"

"No. Have you been eating properly? N-N-N-Not that I care! But like... Lucifer's not going to like hearing this happened."

"Hmmm... I think so?"

"Well... Beel's been eating more than usual lately. But doesn't the cafeteria at RAD have food?"

"It does. I just forget..." you chuckled lightly. "There's something I want to buy."

"I mean... If you asked I'd buy it for you."

Before he could even process that thought, Levi had already spoken it. His cheeks flushed and he started sputtering: "D-D-Don't g-g-g-get the wrong i-i-i-idea!! It's um... a bribe. Yeah! It's a bribe cause Ruri-chan's fanmeet is in two weeks and I have to be first in line. So I'm camping two days before the event and-!"

You laughed, immediately shutting him up. "Thank you, Levi."

Soon your breathing evened out and Levi finally reached the House of Lamentation. It was his turn to cook in the morning, so he would have to make sure that Beel doesn't inhale everything in a split second. On the other hand, he was over the moon.

Totally rad, this is. Believe that a girl is on my back, I cannot. Go wild when told about this, the forums will.

As soon as he thought that, Levi stopped in his tracks. He thought about this previously when you pulled that yukata trick on him during the summer festival. And just like then, he was not so inclined to tell other shut ins like him that he had piggybacked a cute girl.

Okay she's not cute or anything!! She's just a girl!! BUT it would be totally unfair if they gained EXP from my pact!! So boo-hoo for them!! I'm not sharing this!

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Thanks for reading!! Also this made my heart just go... xD

#obey me #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #normie tactics #piggyback rides #levi can still carry you fite me on this #obey me spoilers #obey me screenshot #based on a prompt #well... two prompts

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clareisa · 4 years

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Smut Prompt Requests

⚠️NOT MINE⚠️ - original post ⬇️

- open for any idol of your choice

- 1 or 2 or (max) 3 idols

- 1 or (max) 2 prompts

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CEO!AU:

1.“Come on, admit it, you sit at your little desk all day and she walks in and out and all you want to do is fuck that tight little ass of hers, don’t you?”

2.“Can you please fuck me, sir?”

3.“I wore my naughty little skirt just for you Mr.(idol of choice) and I think you’d like to know…I’m not wearing any panties.”

4."Mr.(Idol of choice), I see how you look at me, I know you want to fuck me...but, how would your wife respond?"

5."Seriously? You spilled coffee on my slacks? Clean it up."

6."Some would call it exploiting my powers but I need to see which one of you is really ready to do anything for the company."

7."You're sleeping with the CEO of the company? No wonder you got that promotion your second month here!"

8."Are you sure you want to do this here? I mean you have no curtains and the whole office would be able to see us..."

9."You've been such a naughty secretary, trying to seduce your boss...well, it's working,"

10."You've been hired to help the boss relieve some stress...he'll see you in his office now."

Male!Dom:

11."Swallow daddy's dick, make him cum and maybe, maybe he'll reward you."

12.“One cock is never enough for this slut, even with your cock in her pussy…she’s begging for one in her ass.”

13.“Move your hand! I’m not stopping-this is what you asked for, now be a good little slut and take it.”

14.“Keep testing my patience and you won’t be able to sit for the next month and every time you go to slide on some shorts or jeans you’ll grimace remembering how hard I had to spank your ass, all because you couldn’t listen.”

15.“Imagine being fucked so good, your eyes roll to the back of your head and you drool a little.”

16.“If you’re not screaming my name at the top of your lungs then I’m doing something wrong.”

17.“Some good dick can turn any good girl into a naughty girl.”

18.“Daddy needs you, princess. Daddy needs your mouth so bad.”

19.“You’re so relentless. All I asked was for you to wait until we got home and you couldn’t even do that! You are so in for it tonight.”

20.“Say it! Say it loud! Let everyone know who’s fucking this pussy right.”

21.“I don’t think you understand how much I want to bend you over the nearest surface and fuck some sense into you.”

22.“Your tits bounce with each thrust…fuck you’re so sexy!”

23.“You’ve never had your pussy eaten? No, I refuse to believe no one has eaten this sweet cunt.”

24.“I love watching you throw it back on me, always so eager for my cock.”

25.“You’ve been such a good girl, maybe daddy will finally fuck that whore ass of yours.”

26.“You try to act all innocent but I know what you really are. A cock craving whore, that’s what.”

27.“Your panties are soaked little girl, I guess you like the idea of me taking what I want.”

28.“You gonna cry and moan while I run into that virgin cunt?”

29.“Face down. Ass up. Spread that pretty little pussy for me.”

30.“You know the dick’s good when you can nothing but lay there and take it.”

31.“Are you a swallower? Yes? Good because I want you to swallow every drop of cum I’m going to give you.”

32. “I know, deep down, you’re a filthy little slut who likes to take cock deep down her throat.”

33. “Be loud. Scream for daddy, let the others know you’re mine and only mine.”

34. “You’re acting out…so, give me one good reason why I shouldn’t fold you in half right here and fuck the shit out of you.”

35. “I’m tired of you being so gentle and soft. I want you to treat me like a princess and fuck me like a whore!”

36. “I’m tired of acting like I don’t want you, and you don’t want me…just pin me against a wall and fuck me already.”

37.“Does me touching you excite you this much? You’re literally dripping.”

38.“I have a confession…I like to be choked, and not just your hand wrapped around my throat…like, choke me until my vision blurs.”

Overstimulation:

39.“You look so pretty tied up, your clit forced against that vibrator…cum for me, princess, cum for me.”

40."I-I can't. My thighs are shaking so hard and even the slightest breeze across my slit is making me shake daddy, I can't take anymore."

41."Three orgasms and you're still as hard as a rock and your balls are blue as hell. What do you want me to do, baby, how can I help?"

42."Fuck me, daddy! Fuck my used and abused cunt."

43."Two orgasms isn't enough for you? You need three? Of course, you do! You're a little cock craving slut,"

44."I have a confession, god if I weren't so fucking drunk I don't think I'd even consider telling you this but...sometimes all I want to do is tie you up and make you cum again and again until all you can do is lay there, trembling, begging me to stop."

Public/Semi-Public:

45.“We can’t! The others are here!”

46.“So what! This is my apartment and I’ll fuck you whenever and wherever I want.”

47.“Tell me how it feels being at a public event ass filled with your favorite vibrating butt plug.”

48. “Ah fuck! No! No, we shouldn’t be doing this. Well, not here at least…”

49.“Really? Couldn't you wait until we got home? You needed me so bad, that you’re going to fuck me in a public bathroom?”

Cum Play/Breeding:

50.“I’m going to fill your pussy with every inch of my cock, and then I’m going to cum deep inside your pussy. I’m going to breed you…you want that, you little slut?”

51." This is a perfect position, legs spread wide, cock buried deep in your pussy, you're going to get every drop of cum I have to offer."

52."Can you feel it, how heavy my balls are? I haven't cum in three weeks because you're so fucking stubborn, Y/N, please touch me."

53."A bet's a bet, and I won, so you know what that means. I get to fill you with my cum, anywhere hole of my choosing."

54."I love how you sit there, tongue out, waiting for my load. Such a pretty, obedient whore."

55."You're going to go back out there and sit at your desk in your cubicle, dripping with my cum like the good girl you are."

56."Your pussy looks so pretty, especially when it's covered in my cum."

57."You feel how thick my cock is? Fucking your tight walls? I'm knotting you, baby, knotting this pretty pussy of yours and then I'm going to fill you to the hilt with my cum."

Hook-Ups:

58.“I just want to know how your dick would feel inside of me.”

59.“Desire is a nasty little thing.”

60.“I-is that a hickey?”

61.“Were you two just fucking? You two were totally just fucking!”

62.“I heard the best way to get over someone was to get under someone.”

63."Yes, I know it's two in the morning, but I'm stressing over finals and tuition and when I'm with you, all those things go away..."

64."I can't believe we had sex, you're my TA!"

Fem!Dom:

65.“It’s kind of embarrassing to admit but my cock gets so hard when I think of you noona, you make me such a leaky mess.”

66.“As much as I would love for you to fuck me…I need to know if you’re going to last.”

67.“Good boy, you had so much cum for me. I can feel it dripping down my thighs!”

68.“Good boys share.”

69.“You don’t have to act all macho, no one’s expecting it from you…be the sub I know you are.”

70.“Now, be a good boy and clean my cunt of his cum.”

71.“Admit it. Even when you’re not fucking me, all you can think about is fucking me.”

72.“What do I want you to do? I want you to eat my cunt until I’m shaking.”

73.“Don’t be embarrassed…I think it’s hot you get so hard when something’s filling your ass.”

74.“The sight of you, on your knees, tongue fucking my pussy is too much! Seeing you submit in such a way is so fucking hot.”

Voyeurism/2+:

75.“You like my friends, slut? I know they like you.”

76.“Go ahead, tell em, baby, tell them how you loved to be covered/filled with cum.”

77.“Interestingly enough, (idol of choice), just told me he gets off to the thought of you…I thought maybe we could help him out. Give him the real thing.”

78.“I’m honestly so jealous of (idol of choice), he gets to come home and fuck you after tour…”

79.“Go ahead, taste how sweet her pretty pussy is.”

80.“I see the way you look at (idol of choice) and I know you want him…go! Go and ask him to fuck your little whore pussy.”

81.“Come on princess, put on a show for me and (idol of choice), we miss you and your tight cunt so much.”

82. “Me and my friends have had a hellish week, help us relieve some of our stress, princess.”

83. “It’s my turn…I’m going to fuck his cum deep into your tight, little pussy.”

84.“I’m not going to lie…I’ve gotten off a few times thinking of having my every hole filled with cock.”

85.“Fuck! Is it bad I’m so hard watching someone else fuck your dirty cunt?”

86.“You look so much prettier with my member/friend’s cum on your face.”

87.“You’re going to let me fuck your pink pussy, while your boyfriend’s watching? God, you are such a naughty girl.”

Anal Play:

88.“I’m going to tear this little ass in two, and you’re going to do nothing but lay there and take it.”

89.“I want you to fuck my ass daddy/mommy, I’m your little anal slut.”

90.“I am so wet at the thought of your thick cock filling my ass.”

91."I am a straight man who loves to have his ass fucked."

92."The plug isn't even, I need another cock, please, please fill my ass with another cock."

93."I don't know, most guys deny and deny this some more but to be honest with you...there's nothing I love more than tongue-fucking an asshole."

Fem/Male!Dom:

94.“All these girls/guys, they try to get you to come home with them. Little do they it’s my name you’re chanting so loud that by the end of the night you can’t even speak.”

95.“I just want you to know…even though you’ve been a good girl/boy tonight, I’m going to tie you up and punish you just for my amusement.”

96.“I see the way you look at me…and it’s very inappropriate, Mr. (Idol’s last name)

97.“I like this, your hands above your head, your body completely at my/our mercy.”

98.“It’s that look, that look of innocence on your face, it makes me want to tear you into two.”

Orgasm Denial:

99.“Trust me denial is your friend. When you finally get to cum, it’ll feel so good…I promise.”

100."No, you don't get to cum until I say so. I don't care if you're close if you cum I'm going to punish you."

101."I know it feels good princess, but if you cum daddy is going to spank, not your ass but your pussy, until it's red and you're clenching around nothing, thighs shaking and skin burning, begging me to stop."

102."Are you close baby boy? Yeah? Well, we can't have that, not yet anyway, you haven't earned it."

103."I don't like edging! I want to cum and I want to cum now."

104."I don't think I like your tone...you better be careful I might not even let you cum tonight."

105."Let us use your holes, fuck you senseless and maybe, only then will one of us make you cum. Deal?"

+Bonus Prompts

106. “Open your eyes. I watch to watch you fall apart.”

107. “Maybe if you kept your mouth shut and knew when to quit you wouldn’t be bent over my lap with your ass raw.”

108. “I’ve never met someone’s who got so wet/hard by the simple fact they’re being praised.”

109. “Were you watching me touch myself? Yes? I kind of knew you were…did you enjoy the show?”

110. “I’m mommy/daddy’s little cumslut prince/princess!”

111. “My pussy is dying to be stuffed by a big, hard cock.”

112. “You can watch if you want…if you’re good, maybe I’ll let you touch…just maybe

113. “My princess is an anal slut and she’s been telling me how much she’d love to have your cock inside of her."

114. “Honestly? She talks about how much she wants to fuck you so I told her to get on her hands and knees and beg.”

115. “It’s sad really…she walks around with no panties on waiting for one of us to fuck her

116. “They call her the blowjob machine…I think the name fits.…”

117. “I’ve never witnessed a man eat pussy like it’s his last meal…I can’t feel my legs."

118. “We’re in a car full of people…why do you decide to sit on my lap and then proceed to move?”

119. “It’s literally the most adorable thing how hard you are from just me kissing you.

120. “You talk too much, sometimes I want to shove my cock down your throat in hopes you shut up.”

#ateez #ateez smut #got7 #got7 smut #monsta x #monsta x smut #Oneus #oneus smut #nct #nct smut #wayv #wayv smut #vixx #vixx smut #seventeen #seventeen smut #ikon #ikon smut

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helloalycia · 5 years

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too much love [two] // kara danvers

summary: Kara comes round and has to face the after effects of the red kryptonite.

warning/s: none.

part one | masterlist

THIRD PERSON POV

After forcibly being given the antidote to cure Kara's exposure of Red Kryptonite, the blonde was now in an unconscious state at the DEO, where her sister, Alex, was awaiting her return.

Seeing her sister connected to the wires, laying there unconscious, wearing a suit that only connoted violence and evil... Alex felt pity for Kara. She knew that Kara would wake up and feel terrible. What she did as Supergirl and as Kara whilst being controlled by the Red Kryptonite wasn't even explainable. She had hurt people, both physically and mentally. It was almost impossible to repair the damage, but they would find a way.

First, she needed to wake up.

After a few hours of playing the waiting game, Alex finally saw slight movement coming from her sister's arms, and suddenly, the blonde's eyes shot open and she was panting hysterically, as if every breath she took would be her last.

"Kara!"

Alex rushed to her sister's side, only to see her face scrunched up with pain, and tears running down her face.

"Did– did I kill anyone?" Kara asked shakily through her tears.

Alex shook her head. "No... no, you didn't kill anyone."

Kara closed her eyes tightly, making more tears fall out, but she didn't care. Every memory of her under the influence was burned into her mind. It was as if she was there, watching from another perspective. She couldn't take control, only sit back and watch as she hurt the people she loved the most.

"Y/N," she breathed out, opening her eyes and widening them as she realised what had happened with their encounter. More tears rushed down her cheeks as she looked to her sister, shaking her head desperately. "No, I didn't mean it, Alex. I– I didn't mean it."

Alex furrowed her eyebrows, not knowing that Kara had spoken to her girlfriend whilst under the influence. "What was it, Kara? What happened?"

Kara, still in hysterics, could only see the saddened expression of her girlfriend in her mind. "I didn't mean to," she said, her voice hoarse and whiny because she was crying at the same time. "Every bad thought I ever had... it just came to the surface. I couldn't stop it. I tried, but–"

She stopped speaking when she remembered every terrible thing she uttered Y/N's way. Every comment, every laugh, every smirk.

"I almost hurt her," she said, her voice cracking as she remembered her actions before she left. "I didn't–" but she couldn't finish speaking because she was too ashamed with her own actions.

"She knows you're Supergirl," Alex stated, picking up on Kara's words.

Kara nodded lamely, shutting her eyes because they were too blurry with tears. "She hates me. I hurt her. I almost killed her. I– I– I–"

"Hey, hey, ssshhh," Alex comforted her sister, pulling her into a hug. "We're going to fix this. We'll explain. Everything will be okay. I promise."

Kara was shaking in her sister's arms, and tried so hard to believe her words. "I need her. I can't let her go."

Alex kissed the top of her head as she squeezed her comfortingly. "You won't have to. I won't let you..."

***

YOUR POV

The television was on. Some comedy, I presumed, because of the occasional laugh I would hear coming from the speakers. But I wasn't really paying attention. My eyes were there, and I saw what was happening, but my mind was elsewhere. Kara, to be exact.

Or was it Supergirl now?

All over the news she was. 'Supergirl gone rogue', 'National City's Own Enemy', 'No More Supergirl', and many more. She had practically caused a city-spread chaos. Terrorised Cat Grant herself. Made everyone fear her because of the powers and things she was capable of.

Something was wrong with her. Something had happened, and all anyone was doing now was fearing what would happen next. I guessed I was one of them, too.

Kara Danvers was Supergirl.

It had taken me a long time to get used to that fact. All night I had been kept awake, replaying the event that took place in my apartment. The one involving my heart breaking as the girl I loved walked out of my life last night.

Now, after running out of tears, I was just sat here on a Saturday morning, wallowing in my own pity. I didn't know who to call for comfort. None of my parents lived here. I had no siblings to confide in. My best friend was Kara, and I didn't even want to imagine what she was doing right now. I couldn't talk to her. See her. She didn't want me, as she made perfectly clear last night.

I felt lost.

The vibration of my phone pulled me from my jumbled thoughts, and I saw that I was getting a call from Alex Danvers. Oh, so now she could call me? Probably to bribe me not to tell everyone that I knew Kara was Supergirl. Maybe she didn't trust me either.

"Alex, I'm not really in the mood to talk now," I grumbled as I accepted her call.

"I need you to meet me in my apartment, Y/N," she said, ignoring my comment.

I sighed heavily. "Alex, I don't want to–"

"I'll see you in ten minutes," she interrupted, then hung up before I could formulate a response in my mind.

I rolled my eyes and dropped my phone onto my blanket that covered my legs. I had no choice but to listen to the other Danver sister. She could literally knock me out if I didn't go.

After forcing myself to get ready and whatnot, I soon found myself at Alex's apartment door, knocking unenthusiastically. I wondered what could possibly be so urgent that she needed to drag me out of my apartment on a Saturday morning.

The door was pulled open and revealed an antsy-looking Alex Danvers. When her eyes met mine, she obviously seemed to have taken in my appearance; red eyes, messy hair, dark circles.

"Y/N," she breathed out.

Running a hand through my knotted hair, I said, "Look, if this is about Kara, don't worry. I won't tell anybody that's she's Super– woah!"

I was yanked inside Alex's apartment before I could finish my sentence, and watched as Alex slammed her front door shut. Turning around to face me, breathing slightly heavier than usual, she shook her head.

"It wasn't that, but I would certainly appreciate if you didn't let my whole apartment building know about Supergirl's identity," she rushed out.

I licked my lips, nodding my head with realisation. "Right, yeah. Sorry."

She nodded and motioned for me to take a seat on her couch. I did so and she followed suit, plonking herself beside me.

"I called you here to talk about Kara, yes," she confirmed my previous comment. "It's about what happened. Yesterday."

I sighed, pursing my lips. "There isn't really much to say..."

Alex kept her eyes trained on mine, but I couldn't look up to meet hers. I didn't want to see the pity in them, or be reminded of yesterday's event.

"The thing is, Y/N, that wasn't Kara or Supergirl."

This caught my attention, and I looked up, confusion evident in my expression. "What? What do you mean?"

She breathed out. "It was Kara, but it wasn't her saying all those things. She was exposed to Red Kryptonite and it changed her. Made her say all these terrible things and do these terrible things. It was the exposure to the Kryptonite that made her do everything she did, not her personally."

I chewed on the inside of my mouth as I tried to understand what she was saying.

"Kryptonite is Supergirl's weakness," she elaborated, before shaking her head. "That doesn't matter though. She was badly affected by it. It could have taken over her and made her like that forever if we hadn't found a way to stop it."

At the mention of Kara being hurt by this Red Kryptonite, I grew worried for her being. She was an alien, so she couldn't get hurt, could she? I felt my insides twist into knots as I thought about the blonde-headed girl. I needed her to be okay.

"She's sorry for not telling you that she's Supergirl. She had no–"

"Alex, I honestly don't care that she didn't tell me about her being Supergirl," I stated, before adding, "I care about her wellbeing. How is she? You said you helped her get better. Is she okay? She isn't hurt, right?"

Alex nodded her head. "She's currently residing at the D.E.O.," she informed me, though my confused expression betrayed how lost I was. Sucking up a deep breath, she said, "I couldn't tell you, but now you know about Kara, I guess I can... I'm a D.E.O. agent for National City's Headquarters. We protect National City from alien threats."

"And you're keeping Kara there? Who is an alien?" I raised an eyebrow, not understanding.

Alex bit her lip as she thought to herself, before saying, "It sounds weird, but she's safe there. She's no longer being controlled by the Red Kryptonite."

I felt slightly better knowing that Kara was safe and okay, but it didn't fully put me to ease.

"However, she is a little shaken up with everything that happened," Alex continued, making me worry even more than I already was. "She's aware of everything bad she's done, and, well, it's hurt her."

I frowned, looking down to my fingers which were picking at the thread on my jeans. Kara was the kindest person I'd ever met. She only wanted to help people, which made even more sense now that I knew she was Supergirl. So, I could only imagine how distraught she must have felt to be controlled into doing horrible things, and being unable to fight back.

"Can I see her?" I asked, looking up to Alex with desperate eyes. "I really need to see if she's okay."

She seemed ready to give me an excuse as to why I couldn't, but I said, "Please, Alex. I need to see her with my own eyes."

Unable to decline my request, she nodded hesitantly. "Okay, I guess that's okay. Seeing you might make her feel better..."

***

"Your sister is an alien, and now your boss is, too," I said to Alex, needing to say it out loud in order to come to terms with it. "I'm at an institute that has aliens in it. Aliens from other planets. Planets that aren't Earth."

"Yes, yes, yes, and yes," she agreed, before saying, "Now, come on, we're almost there."

Alex took me to the D.E.O. headquarters as promised, and after convincing her boss J'onn J'onzz, who was also an alien, (though a different one from Kara apparently), to let me stay in this supposed top-secret facility, she was leading me towards Kara's room. If it weren't for the fact that I was insanely worried about the Kryptonian's health right now, I probably would have been amazed at the institution that surrounded me, and all of the cool things it contained.

"It's here, come on," she said, leading me towards a room that had glass windows all around it. Some of the blinds were closed, but the few that were open allowed me to see through and witness Kara, sat up in her bed and appearing to be pulling at the wires that were connected to her.

"Uh, Alex...?"

Before I could ask the Danver sister what on earth Kara was doing, she was already racing forward and into the room. Noting that this wasn't a regular occurrence or expected behaviour, I followed Alex into the room, pausing when I saw Kara.

She was still in the same odd uniform that she approached me in yesterday, and she was sat up in a bed. Machines were surrounding her bed, and some of the wires leading from the machines were connected to her somehow, except here she was, ripping them out from her arm frantically. Her face was scrunched up with pain and tears were flooding from her red, puffy eyes. She looked so... broken.

"Kara, what're you doing?!" Alex exclaimed, rushing to her sister's side and pulling her hands away from the wires.

"I'm s-sorry, Alex," she stumbled out, shaking her head, her eyes trained on her sister's hands which were resting on her own. "I just– I don't deserve to get better. Not after everything– no, I just– I don't."

She hadn't noticed my presence, and all I could do was watch her sob helplessly, allowing her guilt to take over her. It broke my heart to see her like this; blaming herself, feeling worthless, helpless, useless. This wasn't the Kara I knew.

"Kara...," I said, making my presence known.

She quietened down and looked up, and I noticed her glassy blue eyes dull with fatigue, staring back at me. Her mouth opened, as if she had so much to say but nothing would come out, and she raised her hand, pressing on her forehead, trying to force the words out.

"Y/N," she finally sobbed out, and I couldn't help but go to her side and pull her into a hug.

Alex stepped back and decided to leave us alone for a moment, allowing me to move in closer, and I felt Kara sink into my embrace, crying into my shoulder. I settled on rubbing her back soothingly, and whispering into her ear.

"Kara, it's okay, you're okay."

She shook her head, pulling away. "It's not. Y/N, I'm so sorry. I can't believe I– I said so many horrible things to you and–" she paused, taking a deep shaky breath and tried to stop crying as she spoke. "Y-you didn't deserve that. I was so mean to you. So mean..." she stopped, unable to meet my gaze. All I could do was watch her break down. "I almost–" she stopped again, covering her mouth in shock as if she couldn't believe her own words. "I almost hurt you and I–"

Tearing up all over again, she couldn't finish her words, and I shook my head, raising my hands to wipe away her tears and cup her face. "Kara, I don't care about that. Any of it. That wasn't you. I only care about your safety. Please, don't feel like you're the one to blame. If wasn't your fault."

She sniffled, then looked down to her hands guiltily. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you about me being Supergirl. I just couldn't. I didn't want to put you in any danger. I–"

"No way." I shook my head, making her look up at me with a frown on her face and tears in her eyes. "You're not apologising for that. You don't need to, okay? I don't care about that."

"But I–"

"No," I cut her off, pulling her into a hug before she could argue. "I don't– just– just let me hold you, Kara. Please."

She nodded, and I closed my eyes as I felt her wrap her arms around me. I melted into her embrace and felt extremely thankful that she was okay. She was safe.

When I pulled away, I took her hand in mine and played with her fingers subconsciously. "Kara, I just want to say something real quick..." She nodded as I tried to think carefully to how I would phrase this. "I don't– well, I'm sorry if– no, I mean, I don't mean to treat you like a kid. I don't mean to baby you. I just, I care too much about you, and I only want you to be safe."

"Y/N, please don't," she said, her voice breaking as she squeezed my hand. "You know I didn't mean to say those things. I love you so much, I'm sorry, I didn't–"

"Kara, please don't apologise," I said, meeting her apologetic gaze. "I just really need to say this. I mean, what you said had to have come from somewhere, right?" She opened her mouth, ready to argue, but I said, "It's okay. Just please let me say this. You were kind of right, and I want to make things good between us."

Sighing sadly, she nodded.

"I'm sorry I care too much for you," I said, frowning slightly. "I only want you to be safe and healthy and happy and I guess I let that get the best of me sometimes. But now I know you're Supergirl and you can look after yourself, maybe things will be different. I don't know. I just, I want you to know that I care about you so much, and if that gets in the way, please let me know. Promise me that."

When she didn't respond, I frowned even more. She was just staring at me, and she didn't even look like she was paying attention to my words, making me think that she genuinely disagreed and probably hated me for it.

"Kara, please answer..." I begged, my voice cracking at the end as I felt my throat close up again.

Suddenly, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against mine, taking me by surprise. I felt her hand shift up to my neck, holding me carefully as she kissed me with as much passion and love as she could muster right now. I found myself kissing back, tasting the saltiness of her tears in our kiss, and feeling the softness of her lips against mine. Her touch sent a tingling sensation all over my body, and as always, I only fell more and more in love with her.

When air became an issue for us, we pulled away reluctantly, and when I opened my eyes, I was met with her oceans of blue staring right at me.

"I'm sorry," she said, her eyes flickering from my lips up to my eyes. "I just love you so much."

Unable to stop the smile from forming on my face, I said, "I love you, Kara. More than you could ever know."

I had never felt more accomplished in life than I had right now, when I saw that beautiful smile of hers appear on her once guilt-stricken face.

God, she was so beautiful.

#kara danvers imagine #kara danvers x reader #kara danvers #melissa benoist #supergirl imagine #supergirl x reader #supergirl

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cncobaby222 · 5 years

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Kissing on my tattoos

Authors note: I’m back with another story !!! Now this story started one way but i kept rewriting and finally got it how I wanted it . This is also based on the song by August Alsina called kissing on my tattoos

Warnings: none

Word count:1216

Kissing on me

Baby I don't blame you

For being in the clubs

Getting all that love

Because you're so beautiful

God made you to show that off, oh

Now I ain't ever been the jealous type of guy

But I want you to myself, I can't lie

I know we ain't on no one on one thing

But baby, It should change

Cause when I be out with other chicks I be thinking bout you

And when you be out on dates you be texting me too

Telling me to come pick you up when he drop you off

I pray to God he ain't breaking you off

You and Richard have always been close but what you didn’t know is how he felt about you, he was always there for you when you really needed him. All the dates you went on, he was there to make sure the guy wasn’t a creep he always told you he wasn’t the jealous but you never really believed him, you sit there in deep thought thinking about your friend and your feelings you finally zone back in to hear him talking to you “ Y/n Are you even listening to me?” “ huh What? “ “Nevermind but are you ready for your date?” “ yeah but promise me you’ll be nice to this one i know how you can get.” He just looks at you as the doorbell rings, you laugh and shake your head and walk to the door “ hey are you rea-.. Oh i didn’t know you had company ” “he’s just my best friend i’m ready.” You turn to look at richard and see him staring daggers at your date walk over to him and hug him “richard i’ll see you later” he hugs you back “ text me if you need me” you pull away and smile as you walk out of the door you grab your dates hand “ so you and him must be pretty close huh?” “ yeah hes my bestfriend” “he looks at you like he’s in love with you” you laugh but you know that could never happen as much as you want it too as you guys arrive to the restaurant you get a text from richard saying “i hope he’s treating you right if not then ima beat his ass” you smile and text back” youre such a dork lol” you put your phone away you couldn’t help but feel butterflies when he texted you that. You and your date are sitting there eating not really talking and its really awkward between you guys and you feel your phone vibrate but you ignore it you look up at your date and smile he smiles back and ask you “ So after this are we going back to my place after this ? You kind of just looked him very surprised he asked you that considering it’s your first date you excuse yourself and say you have to go the bathroom and pull your phone your out and text richard asking him to come get you he texts back instantly “ what happened. Are you okay?” “ yeah i’m fine but come get me” he tells you hes on the way. You walk back out to your date and tell him that you started feeling sick so you’re going to head home he looks at you “oh okay i can drive you home” “ No it’s okay Richard is coming to get me” “ Of Course he is, enjoy your night y/n.” you walk outside to see richard getting out of his car “ y/n are you okay?” “ yeah i’m okay please just take me home” as you are driving back home you feel richard put his hand on your thigh you looked down and smile. As you arrive at your house you look over at richard and say “ thank you for coming to get me. I guess you were right about him.” “y/n i- nevermind i’m glad you’re okay” “ do you wanna stay with me tonight” little did you know richard was hoping you asked him to stay just so he could hold you close to him. “ i would love to”

I don't want nobody but you

Kissin' on my tattoos

I don't want nobody but me

Talkin to you

Until you fall asleep

We better stop playing (We better stop playing game)

Before we mess around and someone gets hurt

I don't want nobody but you (nobody but you)

Kissin' on my tattoos

All my homies wanna know what's up with us

They can't believe that I'm kicking it with just one girl

But I'm cool with that

Them pretty eyes and that smile

Girl I'm a fool for that (yeah I'm a fool for that)

Cause when I be out with other chicks I be thinking bout you

And when you be out on dates you be texting me too

Telling me to come pick you up when he drop you off

I pray to God he ain't breaking you off

A couple days later you go with richard to the studio and hang with the rest of the guys as your siting in the studio and you hear chris ask him “ so what’s going on with you and y/n?” “ That’s my best friend but like i don’t know man my feelings for her are stronger than just us being friends” “you should just tell her bro” you look over to the boys talking and you see richard smile at you. You want to tell him how you feel and you want to be able to kiss him but its hard for you. You walk over to richard and he just smiles and pulls you closer “ hey rich can i talk to you for a sec?” “ yeah i’ll be back guys” you see chris grin and nod towards you guys then whisper something to erick you just laugh and shake your head as you guys walk outside and sit on the bench “ look i need to tell you something and it’s kind of been bothering me for a while” “ whats up babygirl? Actually before you say anything i love you, you’re all i think about. I honestly can’t stand that you aren’t mine and that i can’t hold you every night.” you sat there speechless because you never knew felt like that and you could tell by the look on his face he was trying to read your expression. You look up at him and kiss him, you kind of caught him off guard but he slowly started kissing you back. You slowly pull away “ rich i didn’t know you felt like that i was going to tell you that you all i ever think about but i guess we are on the same page” you laugh a little bit he just looks at you and kisses you again and you smile into the kiss and ask him what does this mean and he just chuckles” Well you are mine and thats it and if anyone has a problem can take it up with me.” You just smile and hug him. Your day just got better because you finally got the man of your dreams.

Nobody But you

Kissing on me

#joel pimentel #richardcamacho #christopher velez #cnco #yashuacamacho #richard camacho fanfic #zabdieldejesus #erick brian colon

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goldngguk · 5 years

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red // 05

part one of trilogy series

warnings // fluffy cuteness, jealous kookie

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Don't do it. It won't end well, you know that. You can't let this happen. But then again, maybe there's no point in trying. Maybe this is all inevitable. Maybe you don't have a choice. Do we ever?

She was startled awake to the sound of loud vibrations against her bedside table. The wood trembled from the sensations of her phone as it received a new message. She groaned, rolling over and stretching for the device.

She laid her head against her pillow trying to recall what her dream had been about. It didn't really even feel like a dream. It was more like the voice in her head speaking to her through the darkness. But what was it talking about? Too exhausted to think or get up, she set her phone down only to watch it vibrate again when a new message popped up.

《???:》 Y/n?

She blinked at the unknown number for a few seconds before remembering who it was. She had given him her number at the café the day before during their conversation. She immediately added the number to a new contact.

Jungkook sat on a couch in his dorm room pleading with himself not to sound so cringeworthy. Forcing a conversation with her was something he did not want to do, especially if it was about something as unimportant as her obviously messed up sleep schedule.

He chuckled at the message causing Yoongi to look up from the burrito of blankets he had wrapped himself with. "What's so funny?"

Jungkook glanced up at his older roommate before shaking his head. "It's nothing, hyung. Go back to your nap."

"It's okay. I should be getting up now anyway. They'll call us down soon." Yoongi rolled out of bed and Jungkook's eyes went back to his phone.

After showering and finishing her hair and makeup, Y/n headed for the filming room.

"Hey, Y/n!"

Jimin jogged up beside her. "How are you today?"

"I'm good, thanks. I'm ready to get to work."

Jimin giggled. "Me too. I don't like to sit for too long." Y/n smiled and the two walked together to meet the group.

"Oh, look who's late," Jungkook said when Jimin entered the room.

"I am not late!"

"Everyone else is already here though," he smirked. Hobi laughed and punched him in the arm.

"You haven't even started yet! Besides, Y/n came with me!"

Jungkook's eyes flickered towards hers as she followed Jimin into the room. He felt his stomach drop. Why is she with him? Were they together? What were they doing? He watched the questions consume his mind. I don't like it.

Y/n took a seat next to him, immediately making his negative thoughts disappear. "Hi," she smiled.

"Hello." He tried to choke back the next sentence, but it seemed he couldn't help himself; it just slipped out. "You look pretty."

"Oh, thanks," she replied before turning her attention towards the staff who would be directing the episode.

Jungkook nodded and looked down to play with his thumbs. I can't believe I just said that. It seemed like all of his confidence from the night before flew right out the window when he saw her come in with Jimin. Of course, he wouldn't be a problem for Jungkook; the golden maknae who could do anything. At least he hoped not. He really hoped not.

The staff finished putting the set together and began to record. The first episode of the second season (ep. 21) of Run would be a relaxed episode, saving the more intense games and plots for later. Today would be a board game competition. “You will split up into two teams of six and play two out of three games. The third game will be all vs. all. If the winner of the third game is from the losing team of the first two games, the team can avoid the punishment picked by the staff.” The members nodded and began to decide their teams. The first group included Jimin, Yoongi, Taehyung, Hayden, Hobi, and Maya. The opposing team was made up of Jin, Mason, Namjoon, Y/n, Jungkook, and Cyrus. “Now that the teams are made, we will discuss the first game. It's water beads. There is a piece of filter paper placed on a hollow stand. Each of you will drop a bead or a drop of water onto the paper. The person to make the beads break and fall through the paper is the loser.”

Each team took turns adding beads until the overconfident Kim Seokjin decided to push his luck and dump a straw full of water onto the paper. Needless to say, the paper broke and Jin's team lost the first game. “Well that didn't go as planned,” he shook his head as Jungkook slapped his shoulder.

The second game was a test for the BTS members to see how many English words they could memorize on a card in ten seconds without the help of Culture. Jin recited five of his six words, while Namjoon got all of his. “Dog, dinosaur, duck, jello, jam, jerk, cracker, crocodile…”

Jimin snickered before attempting to mock him. “Crocodoll,” he said with a roll of his tongue. Hobi joined his fun, giggling, “Crocodiiiile.”

Jungkook went last. He looked up in thought before remembering his words. “Stream, strong, streamer, rabbit, ring, rocket. Was that it? I think that's all I have.” Everyone praised him for his memory and dialect.

“That was really good, Jungkook!” Y/n said, patting him on the back. His cheeks turned rosey and he smiled back at her. After watching the other team crash and burn, it was decided that Jungkook's team was the winner of the second game.

The third game which would be played individually was Uno. Within a few times around the circle, Y/n was the first to go out. She jumped from her spot and took a seat on the couch behind them. Taehyung seemed to not fully understand the concept of the game. “Tae,” Joon said, slapping him on the knee. “You didn't say uno. You have to draw four cards.” This went on for a while until the members made a game out of it.

“Okay guys, he gets it. You have to let him say it when he lays his card down.” Without even realizing how it happened, Taehyung went out and got second place. Hobi was right behind him.

After a few more rounds, Y/n laid her hand on Jungkook's shoulder and discreetly held up a 1 until he realized. “UNO!” He gasped. “Uno, uno, uno, uno!” He flung his final card across the room causing everyone to bust out in a fit of laughter. Only a minute later did he play the card and get fourth place.

“You would have lost if I hadn't told you,” she giggled as Jungkook held up his hand for a high five.

“They didn't even notice!” They both laughed as they watched the game continue until it was just Jimin and Yoongi left. In order to save time, the boys decided they would draw cards. Whoever held the highest card would be the last winner. Jimin drew a green eight while Yoongi played a red reverse.

“What is that worth? Did we even establish this card?”

Jimin waved his hand at him. “It's okay, hyung. I'll allow it. You can redraw.”

“Awww,” Y/n cooed. “Jimin, that's so sweet.”

Jungkook's gaze shot between Jimin and Y/n. Sweet? What is that supposed to mean? Does she like him? He could feel his face heat up for the hundredth time that week and his fists clenched into balls-- not that Jimin was any threat to him. He couldn't possibly be.

Yoongi drew a draw 4 card, making Jimin the loser despite his good sportsmanship. “That's okay, Chim. You're still the best sport here.” At this point, Jungkook's blood was boiling. Jimin was stealing all of her attention. He needed to do something, anything that would bring her back to him. He noticed the way she leaned on the couch, exposing her hand on the cushion next to him. He slowly crept his hand closer until his fingers feathered over hers. She immediately looked up at him, but she didn't withdraw due to the considerable amount of butterflies fluttering in her stomach. What is he doing?

He mentally celebrated his success before pulling his hand away. Jimin who?

The twelvesome wrapped the shoot and the staff declared dinner would be ready soon. The punishment for Jimin's team was to clean up afterward.

“Hey, Y/n. C'mere for a sec.”

Hayden and Maya were still standing in the middle of the room. She turned in her heels dramatically and made her way to them.

“Yeah?”

“So, Maya's been filling me in on a few things-”

“Oh good god, Maya what did you tell him?” She asked her sternly.

“Just what he needs to know. I'll be going now.” She winked at Y/n and left the room with a swing in her step.

“I swear that girl gets on my nerves sometimes.”

“Don't change the subject. As your very best friend, I demand to know what's going on between you and Jungkook.”

“Hayden, nothing is going on between us! We literally met three days ago, and you know Maya! She's always trying to hook me up with random people. This is no different.”

Hayden nodded his head, staring at her suspiciously. “So you would tell me if something was going on?”

“Of course! What about me do you not know?”

“Okay, Y/n. I believe you. I just think Jungkook might have an eye for you.”

“Good grief.”

“That's all I'm saying. He's showing signs and I think we've all noticed.”

“Kay Sherlock, I'll be sure to keep you posted. Can we go eat now? I'm starving.”

“Yeah yeah, let's eat. But seriously-”

“Hayden!”

After an uneventful dinner, everyone turned in for the night. When arriving at their dorm, Y/n shoved Maya inside and kicked the door shut behind her. “Why would you talk to Hayden? We talked about this. It's nothing and I don't understand why you keep insisting that it is.”

“I'm sorry, Y/nickname. I didn't think you'd be that pressed about it.” Y/n followed her into the bathroom to get ready for bed.

“I'm not pressed, Maya. I'm tired. You always do this. Every time I interact with a male that isn't in our band, you blow it out of proportion. I don't want a boyfriend. If I did, I would have one. But I don't. I thought that after everything I went through with Luke that you would understand that.”

“I know. You're right. I just get so excited when you loosen up. You work so hard all the time and I care about your feelings. I want you to be happy.” Exiting the bathroom, the two sat on their mattresses to face each other. Maya looked into Y/n's eyes, reading her like an open book. “I know you're lonely,” she spoke softly.

“I'm not lonely, My. I have the greatest friends in the world to share my life with. And I know you care.”

“That's not what I meant,” she said tilting her head endearingly.

“I know what you meant. But I don't have time for that kind of thing. In our career, you have to decide what you want; love or success. You can't have both. Between the touring, the practice and recording, red carpets and events, press following around every corner; it can be too much for some people to understand.”

“I think there's someone who understands that perfectly.”

“Which only means double the time apart.”

“So celebrities and normal people alike are both no-nos.”

“Now you're getting it.”

“Okay! Okay, I'll leave you alone. Just- at least think about it. I really think having a little fun could be good for you right now.”

“If it will make you feel better, then fine. I will. Now go to sleep.” The girls each climbed into their beds-Maya almost immediately drifting off. Before Y/n could shut her eyes, she heard her phone vibrating.

a.n. // DO NOT PAY ATTENTION TO THE TIMES IN THE TEXTS. THEY ARE NOT CORRESPONDENT TO THE STORY. Oooh, who's Luke? And what does he have to do with you?

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Hello! Could I please have a sweet drabble with Eliwood x f!summoner that looks and acts a lot like his dear friend Marc did? (Sorry, but I'm such a sucker for reincarnation!AU ^-^") I'm loving your writing so far and I can't wait to see more from you :)

Big same though??? I love reincarnation… its such a cool concept. Also, when I first read this I was like “who tf is Mark”. Can you tell I’ve never played his game :’))) this is fine though if I know anything its how to make reincarnation dramatic, so I hope you enjoy!

Eliwood couldn’t believe it; when he first was summoned by you, in the dust of the alter around him, you looked just like Mark. But as the dust settled, and more of your face came into view, there were clear differences. But… still, it was amazing to see him in you, in such a foreign land.

“Hello Eliwood!” You had called, because goodness you even sounded like him, and knew his name. If Eliwood didn’t know better, you could be the man himself. “I’m _____, Summoner here in Askr! It’s nice to meet you!” Nice was one way to put it; Eliwood introduced himself as well, but it wouldn’t be the end of it. Every day, he found quirks in you that reminded him of Mark, but at the same time, he found wholly unique things about you, too, and it was hard to understand just what he was dealing with here.

Still, the two of you grew close; perhaps even closer than how he was to Mark. But Eliwood could never seem to stop comparing you two, no matter what.

“_____...” Eliwood stopped you, catching your sleeve.

“Hm? Is there something you need, Eliwood?” You asked, turning to face him. He dropped your sleeve, and instead offered his hand.

“Please, walk with me. I have something I wish to tell you.” You nodded slowly, not quite sure what his aim was. But also, it was Eliwood, he was harmless; and charming as well, so walking with your hand in his wasn’t really a problem. And walk a moment you did, until Eliwood brought you outside the gardens. It was a nice day for a stroll, so you took the time to enjoy it before Eliwood spoke again.

“_____… do you happen to know a man named Mark?” He asked, suddenly.

“Mark?” You repeated, testing the name out. “Well… I can’t say it brings up any particularly faces… but it does sound familiar, now that you say it. Mark...” You mulled over the name a little longer, trying to see if somewhere in your memories there was a Mark. Eliwood thought a moment as well. Surely that meant something?

“Well how about… how did you know my name before I even introduced myself, when we first met?” He asked, seeking your gaze. You paused your walk and did so, looking into his intense gaze.

“I… I’m not sure about that one.” You admitted, laughing a little. “Eliwood, tell me, what has you all worked up? Surely nothing serious?” He feared he was going crazy; even the way spoke, your mannerisms, they were so similar to Mark!

“I… I’m not sure.” He frowned a little looking away. “I suppose you just, remind me of someone I know.” You nodded in understanding.

“Well, lets just finish our walk then, okay? Its too lovely a day to waste it.” He smiled, happy you could make something of the situation.

“Of course, you know I’m happy to spend time with you, _____” Eliwood squeezed your hand a little, and you returned the gesture, happy to just ramble with him. He felt familiar, like… a home you never knew.

~*~

“Surely you see it though!” Eliwood had collected Lyn and Hector, to speak about none other than their dear Summoner.

“Well… sort of, yeah.” Lyn nodded.

“Really? I don’t see it...” Hector grasped his chin in thought.

“She act’s so much like Mark, how can you not see it, Hector?” Eliwood let out a little laugh. “It’s in nearly everything she does.” He added.

“I can’t help but see _____ as her own person, even if she does kinda remind me of Mark.” Hector stated, dropping his hands to cross his arms.

“Well, of course, _____ is her own person… but I see what Eliwood means; surely there must be some reason she reminds all of us of Mark...” Lyn was deep in her own thoughts, as was Eliwood, giving Hector the chance to inspect them both. Lyn had her brows furrowed, and her eyes case down. Eliwood looked far away, though. Even to him, it was obvious how important Mark was to him.

“Eliwood...” Hector’s voice had a warning edge to it, drawing the other two out of their thoughts.

“Hm?” Said man looked to his friends frowning face, trying to figure out what he meant by it.

“Don’t try and make _____ fill the space that Mark use to occupy in your life.” Lyn nodded in agreement.

“Whatever it is that makes her so… similar… they aren’t Mark.” Eliwood nodded.

“Yes, I know...” He trailed, but Lyn spoke once more.

“So don’t go doing anything rash, okay?” She waved her finger in a warning fashion, but all Eliwood could do was smile.

“Of course not, Lyndis!” But, even still… Just what made the Summoner so similar to Mark?

~*~

“_____, have you ever heard of Reincarnation?” It was another one of those pleasant days with Eliwood that always felt so familiar and warm. But you didn’t really expect the question.

“I’m sorry, what Eliwood?” You shook your head to rid it of extra thoughts, focusing now on him.

“… Have you heard of Reincarnation?” he repeated, perhaps a bit quieter, and a little less confident.

“Oh well… I suppose I have. In my world, a lot of religions believe in it. I suppose I never gave it much thought myself, though. What of it?” You smiled at him, and saw him swallow hard.

“You recall when I asked you about Mark,” You nodded, remembering the pleasant walk through the garden fondly. “I ask because… You remind me of him, very much so. Both Lyndis and Hector agree, as well.” He added quickly.

“And just who was this Mark to you, then?” You hummed, looking to the fountain the two of you sat at. You gently dragged your fingers along the surface of its water.

“He was our tactician, our… friend.” Eliwood had a bittersweet smile. “But, we lost him… and well...” Eliwood looked to you and smiled, and you finally understood.

“You think I’m Mark? That I’m like… his reincarnation?” You asked him, unsure.

“Well… I can’t be sure, but I’d like to think so.” He admitted. You nodded slowly, still trying to wrap you mind around it.

“Eliwood… now, really tell me. Who was Mark to you personally?” You didn’t have the heart to look at his face, your gaze was steady on your hand in the water.

“I… I loved him.” He admitted.

“And what of me?” You never heard your own voice so cold.

“I… love you...” You rose suddenly, water rising with your hand.

“So I suppose I’m just his replacement, then? You lose him, but I’m just close enough that you can’t tell the difference, is that it?” The anger that was in your voice soon died down, and sob choked out instead. “Because I love you too, you know that? But maybe its not me, its just the man you want me to be.” With that you stalked out and away from him, leaving him stunned and confused. He never intended for you to assume he just… thought you Mark. As Hector and Lyndis both said, you could never replace Mark… but at the same time, is that what he wanted out of you?

However, in your half running, half crying state, you ran right into Hector, and Lyn as well. “Whoa, _____, is everything alright?” Hector grabbed your shoulders to steady you, and you just cried more.

“A-am I really just M-mark to him?” You blubbered out, raising your hands to try to rub away stubborn tears.

“That idiot...” Lyn muttered under her breath. Hector had a frown on his face, and let out a sigh.

“Listen, _____, I’m not so good with this fancy word stuff, but no matter what Eliwood says, your more than just Mark, to all of us!” Lyn was already heading towards the way you came from, intent on corning Eliwood and have him set things clear here. “You may remind us of him, but uh, you’re your own person, you know?” You sniffled again, trying to calm down.

“D-do you really think so?” You asked him, rubbing at your tender eyes.

“Well, I don’t think Mark would cry at a time like this” he admitted. “B-but that’s not the only thing!” Perhaps too soon, Lyn was coming back, dragging Eliwood by the wrist.

“_____, I never intended for this to happen..!” Eliwood sounded desperate, and you figured him seeing you cry would only make you feel worse, so you turned around to face him.

“W-well I thought I fell in love with you all by myself but… apparently, that was Mark’s doing.” The words stung, but Eliwood figured he deserved to hear it after hurting you so. Still, even after all the pain, the hurt, you let him grab both your hands and speak.

“The love I hold for you is not the same love I held for Mark, _____. Its true I… was first drawn to you because of how much you reminded me of him, but… I feel in love with the woman before me, not the man I use to know.” Eliwood offered a small smile, and you tried to return it; due to being so emotional, still, all you could do was grimace.

“I-I’m not just some replacement, then? You really care about me?” You asked quietly, squeezing his hands tightly.

“I swear it to you, I only have eyes for you, _____” You hugged him tightly, still crying.

“Eliwood you big fool...” The muffled words vibrated along his chest, but he just smiled and pulled you against him tighter.

#eliwood x reader #fe eliwood #ask #tactician-in-green #fe #when I was writing this about half way I was like hey wait is this just Inuyasha...#and the answer is yes #sort of

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