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cher-rei · 2 months

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gavi long distance + secret relationship smau??? if you do end up writing this can you please tag me

in between— pablo gavi smau [ P.G ]

pairing: pablo gavi x fem!reader

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notes: this one actually broke me a little, like it wasn't even that deep so why am I sad for them😭😭💔 @weekendlusting (translated spanish!!)

isa.bella

liked by pablogavi and 678 876 others

isa.bella cerca de allí... ✈️💌 (nearly there...)

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user you're so pretttyyy I'm going insane

user travel vlog time!! it's been a hot minute

bsf.name ¿adónde esta vez? 😉 (where to this time?) [liked by isa.bella]

→ isa.bella ¿¿dónde más?? (where else?)

user are we collectively going to ignore gavi in her likes...? [liked by isa.bella]

isa.bella

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isa.bella hogar📍 (home)

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user ahhh she's back in barcelona !!

pedri mucho tiempo sin verte😊 (long time no see) [liked by isa.bella]

→ isa.bella estoy muy feliz de estar de vuelta hermano (I'm so happy to be back bro)

pablogavi me encantan las flores🌷 (I love the flowers) [liked by isa.bella]

→ isa.bella gracias, mi novio me lo consiguió. (thanks, my boyfriend got them for me)

pablogavi

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pablogavi mi lugar favorito 💕 (my favourite place)

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ferminlopez ¿te perdiste la noche de juegos por esto? (you missed game night for this?)

→ pablogavi cualquier día (anyday)

user bro has the whole of twitter trying to figure out who this is??

user shut up gavi said it's his cousin😭😭

user we're about to pull up like the fbi. I need anything at this rate

isa.bella

liked by bsf.name and 563 122 others

isa.bella noche de cita 🍿🌙 (date night)

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user you have a boyfriend??

user guys she's wifed up, what do we do😭

user I wanted to say that he looks kinda familiar but I'm probably tripping due to the shock

user if you need me I'll be getting my P.I on this

→ user I'll be waiting for the twitter thread

pablogavi

liked by ferrantorres and 986 299 224 others

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pablogavi 🤍

ferrantorres disfrútalo mientras dure hermano 😂 (enjoy it while it lasts bro)

→ pablogavi por favor no me lo recuerdes 😭 (please don't remind me)

pedri ahora vas a estar deprimido por los próximos 5 meses. de nuevo. (now you're going to be depressed for the next 5 months. again.) [liked by pablogavi]

user oh yeah this is so his cousin

user I bet my right kidney that it's @isa.bella

→ user wait... that actually makes sense

→ user guys it's just his cousin pleaaseeee. this boy does not have the time for relationships

user where's the twitter thread girl??

isa.bella

liked by bsf.name and 568 297 988 others

isa.bella me acaban de recordar que me iré pronto. voy a vomitar (just got reminded that i'm leaving soon. i'm going to throw up)

user hold up 😃

user didn't ferran say something about gavi having to enjoy his last few days???

→ user bro I'm gonna fjdjdjdj

user ain't no way. I don't believe it

user the twitter thread is being made!! my P.I is working overtime

isa.bella

liked by bsf.name and 766 976 976 others

isa.bella vale, se acabó la broma, quiero recuperar a mi novio. 😃💔 (okay the joke's over, I want my boyfriend back.)

bsf.name solo 5 meses más nena 😫 (just 5 more months babe)

→ isa.bella déjame en paz estoy de duelo 🥲 (leave me alone, im grieving)

user nooooo my favourite couple

user I've been so invested in this relationship the past few weeks. my heart is actually breaking rn 😭💔

user not the long distance relationship 😭

user someone check gavi's insta!!!

pablogavi

liked by pedri and 873 828 282 others

pablogavi hora de reiniciar la cuenta regresiva 🥲 (time to restart the countdown)

user shut up the screenshot of their text!! I'm crying I can't do this

user me and who...?

pedri al menos esto te motiva a jugar bien 😭 (at least this gives you motivation to play well) [liked by pablogavi]

user the twitter thread is up!!

user bro beat the cousin allegations

#footballer imagine #fanfic #footballer x reader #footballer x you #football imagine #pablo gavi fanfic #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi imagine #pablo gavi #pablo gavi smau #footballer smau #fc barcelona imagine #fc barça #fc barcelona x reader #cherrei rambles #cherrei writes

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louscartridge · 1 year

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hii can you make a how you arisu and met/started daiting and can you possibly add smut to it 🤞🏽

i do not give permission for my fics to be posted claiming to be yours, translated, or posted on another platform without credit.

arisu x gn reader

cw- not rly proof read, swearing, arisu being a little bit of a stalker in a cute way if you squint, karube and reader being close, karube being a teasing shit, eventually established relationship, death, crying, kissing, arisu having a slight panic attack, the heart game arisu played :,(

A/N- unfortunatly, i coppied the intire story after i wrote it so it was like on here twice to if you read something more the once or something lmk so i can fix it lmaooo. also i got a liiiiitle carried away lmfaoo sry. also also theres no smut in this (because i got carried away) however you super duper cool favorite writer is going to make up for it by writing super duper cool smut headcanons n shit for arisu xx. edit- heres the smut

❥ you and arisu had met on a video game tbfh

❥ well no that was a lie

❥ you saw each other at the bar karube worked at, but like quite literally NEVER said jack shit to each other.

❥ you were just aware of each other but never rly thought about each other until you would see each other at the bar

❥ but then, you needed help on a paper for school and arisu was right next to you. you would ask karube, but you knew he wouldnt understand anything you wouldve said, and youve heard from karube that arisu was pretty smart so why not? you asked arisu the for help which he gladly accepted, he was bored anyway. soon enough you got the awnser. (which earned a snort from karube)

❥ then you like MET, MET in a video game

❥ karube and you knew each other fairly well and arisu knew that

❥ so instead of arisu talking to you himself, he seriously asked karube for your instagram

❥ after karube poking fun at arisu for ‘liking you’ he finally got it.

❥ you instagram led to your discord

❥ your discord led to your playstation (please idk if arisu played playstation or xbox.... or neither. kill me.)

❥ he saw you were in a game so he took that as his chance to add you as a friend cause if you were in a game you most likely wouldnt accept or deny it right away

❥ he joined the game you were playing and kinda just like did absolutely nothing

❥ he just watched you play

❥ he ended up being really impressed with how good you were doing tbh

❥ when you were done with the round you were playing you quickly accepted the request from arisu, knowing it was him since karube was laughing his ass off when arisu first texted him about you.

❥ when you went to meet the guys at the mall the next day you immediately went up to arisu seeing as he was right where he said they would be, talking with karube and chota.

❥ when you walked up to them karube whistled

❥ slowly turning to face arisu karube said “woooowww! look at that! someone is talking to you man!”

❥ after another teasing remark towards arisu karube patted both of you on the sholder with a wink before walking away, chota frantically following behind him.

❥ “so..how’d you get my gamer tag hm?” (this is so stupid) you smirked

“i- what? i- i didnt?” he would lie his thumbs safely tucked into the straps of his backpack over his shoulders.

“god your such a bad liar! look at you, not making eye contact at all, squeezing onto the staps of your backpack like im gonna kill you. karube wasent even trying to shut up when you texted him. i mean quite literally, laugh and reading me the text messages.”

“well seeing as you dont have a problem with any of that.. could i maybe- possibly get your line? or- or something”

❥ he was so shy it was adorable

❥ who were you to say no? (not like you wanted to)

❥ and so for a few months, you guys were inseparable.

❥ every time karube was with arisu so were you.

❥ every time you were with karube so was arisu.

❥ yet, you were both still oblivious to your feelings towards each other.

❥ karube was obviously not, still taking ‘sarcastic’ jabs at the two of you.

❥ playing games together, calling, sleeping, going to school, not going to school, pretty much everything was done together.

❥ however, that included the borederlands.

❥ you were with karube, arisu, and chota when everyone but you guys seemingly disappeared.

❥ at first it was fun, just you and your best friends with you and not needing to worry about anything at all.

❥ until it wasent.

❥ now it wasent pretty much everything was done together. it was absolutely everything was done together.

❥ but it still wasent until the hearts game that you guys didnt anything officially romantic together.

❥ you had gotten split up from everyone else during another game, earning you to miss the hearts game.

❥ when you went back to the apartment the five of you were staying in you expected to see everyone. chota, karube, arisu, shibuki. everyone.

❥ instead, you were met with no one.

❥ panic hit you right away thinking the worst of the worst. ‘they couldve just been getting food right?’

❥ quickly whipping towards the door, you didnt know if you were safe or as you heard the door to the apartment open hurriedly.

❥ luckily you were.

❥ “oh my god arisu! where were you? wh- wheres everyone else-”

you were cut off from arisu walking towards you, pulling your face to his. his pull was harsh, though you knew he didnt mean it. the feel of his hands on the side of you cheeks were the opposite though. gentle, caring, loving, but.... they were..slightly shaking? before you pulled away, you felt a tear touch your cheek.

“why are you shaking? please tell me something..” you said to him looking in his eyes, trying to find anything other then the tears and almost numbness.

“theyre gone. y/n everyone is gone. but your not, oh thank god your not.” arisu cries. he puts his hands back on your cheeks but he doesnt kiss you this time. his eye just keeps darting all over you almost as if he was questioning if you were really there. “please- please will you be my partner?” he quickly asks breathing heavily.

“what?”

“loosing the others made me realize how much i actually love you i cant loose you i didnt and if i do i cant have you die not knowing how i feel about you”

“yeah- yeah! yeah ill be your partner” you conform as you drag him over to the couch in the middle of the room. when you guys lay down you end up spooning, him being the little. your arms get rapped in with arisu’s and he tightly grips both of your hands in his, burying his face between his chest and your arms. you press light kisses to his neck and into his hair as he slowly starts to get his breathing down.

you werent going to make him talk about anything. you figured if he wanted to he would. right now the two of you were fine like this. you tried to imagine what arisu went through, what happend, what happend to karube? he was your best friend. if you couldnt thank him for that you wouldve liked to at least thank him for getting you and arisu to where you are now.

you eventually get snapped out of your thoughts as you hear soft, even, quiet breathing. arisu had fallen asleep. in your arms. you sniffed slightly thinking about how karube would be making fun of you guys right now and the amount of sex jokes he would try.

you kiss arisu’s head again whispering a ‘i love you too’ into his hair before drifted off to sleep yourself.

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love-islike-abomb · 6 months

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⚡Thunderstruck ⚡

Roman reigns x OC lyric

Warnings: it's LONG!!! Part 2 with smut? Errors I may have missed

Tag list: @angelreigns444 @acknowledge-reigns @niknakbucks92 @windhamsrotunda @weirdgirl16355 @queengreenarrowmia89

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I had been wrestling Carmella when I heard a loud pop and my leg gave out. It felt like someone had kicked me in the back of my ankle! Fuck my Achilles tendon!! I couldn't walk on it, my foot just gave out "son of a bitch!" I yelled watching the ref throw up the x sign. I cried from both pain and sadness realizing I was gonna be out for a while.

The rest of the bloodline had come out and Roman picked me up and carried me to the trainers room while we waited for the doctor to come in. When the doctor came in the adrenaline had worn off and pain was setting in and I started yelling for someone to give me something.

All they could do was put me in the back of an ambulance and take me to the hospital. Roman road with me in the ambulance, trying to comfort me but I was so upset and in so much pain I couldn't focus on anything he said. The ambulance ride seemed like it took forever but it was only maybe 5 minutes. Pain does that to you. They got me into a room and the ER Dr. Came in.

"lyric I'm sorry but your Achilles is completely ruptured. You're gonna need surgery" the Dr said

I felt tears sting my eyes again, realizing I was probably gonna be out for at least a year. "Hey it's gonna be ok" I heard Roman say but the tears started flowing. "She did this on purpose!" I said feeling anger boil up inside of me.

"lyric you don't know that! It's the pain talking" he said walking out to the hallway "is anyone gonna get her something for pain? We've been here 20 minutes and yall have just pussy footed Around!" He said. I knew there was a reason I loved him.

A nurse came rushing in and put something in my IV "Better?" He asked "still hurts I just don't give a fuck now" I smiled. "there's that smile I love to see" he grinned like a Cheshire cat. He gave me a soft kiss before the doctor came in "lyric we're gonna get you into surgery tomorrow. For now we'll keep you as comfortable as we can! You can have morphine every 4 hours and we'll give you some nausea medicine just in case" the Dr said.

"thanks doc" I said finally feeling relief from the pulsating pain in my leg. "Get some rest while you can baby girl. I'll be here when you wake up I'm not going anywhere" he said as he kissed my forehead.

The next morning

"lyric wake up. We're gonna take you into surgery" I heard someone say. I opened my eyes to see a nurse looking at me. "Wheres my husband?" I asked

"right here baby" he smiled walking through the door. "Just went to get some snacks and a drink. I'll see you when you wake up" he said giving me a Kiss. The nurse wheeled me out of my room towards the OR and even though I knew I was gonna be out for a while I couldn't help but think about my return already. I wanted to come back with a bang!!

7 months later

"you're Achilles is healing much faster then we thought! A few more weeks and you should be able to come back" the trainer said.

"really?" I smiled.

"yes!" The trainer smiled "and with survivor series coming up I think you'll be back just in time for it"

I smiled widely "i have some ideas to go over with Hunter before I come back"

I walked down the hall to hunters office and knocked on the door "come in"

I opened the door and walked in, shutting it behind me. "lyric! How's recovery going?" He asked.

"well that's what I wanted to talk to you about. The trainer says Im healing faster then expected and that I should make survivor series" i smiled. "I have some ideas i wanna go over with you"

"we have Roman going against LA knight for the title and Carmella is gonna be in knights corner" hunter smirked. "Perhaps to knock Carmella out of her game for your title match you could be the surprise to be in Romans corner"

"that's actually better then what inhad in mind except i wanna change a few things about my gimmick. I want my theme song to be thunderstruck by acdc and I wanna dress how i feel comfortable. I wanna be the badass rocker chick that I am!" I said

"I like the way you think lyric. Let me talk to a few people and I'll let you know in a few days what we're gonna do. If you wanna tell Roman about this-" I cut him off

"I want him to be surprised to!" I said giving him a knowing smile.

Hunter smiled back "coming to your husband's rescue! I like it!"

"let me know what they say and I'll see you later" I said standing up and shaking hunters hand.

"I'll text you so it stays between us" hunter said.

3 weeks later (survivor series)

Knight, Carmella and Roman were already in the ring. My nerves were through the roof but i was excited. My wife was gonna carmella slapping roman and my music was supposed to hit. I watched and i waited. Seconds ticked by like hours.

I knew I was gonna be angry for real at carmella slapping him but the fans didnt know that. It would make for a good visual and add to the storyline. I saw her swing at him and my blood boiled and then the opening cords of my music hit.

"who is this?" Michael Cole said on commentary

I took off down the ramp towards carmella and saw the smile that formed on my husbands face

"that's Roman reigns' wife lyric!" Michael Cole yelled. "She's been off on injury for 9 months!"

I slid in the ring and smiled and Roman who looked at Carmella and knight and smiled "y'all in some deep shit now!" Carmella ran at me but I side stepped her and she fell over the top rope And out of the ring. I followed giving Roman a chance to handle knight. He did his famous roar and took knight out with a spear.

I grabbed a mic and looked At Carmella "hey Carmella! Guess what?" I said trying to catch my breath "you've been ⚡thunderstruck⚡' I yelled as I threw the mic.

Roman stepped out of the ring and wrapped an arm around my waist pulling me in for a kiss, earning us a huge pop from the crowd. He pulled away and leaned towards my ear "that pussy is mine later!" He growled as I bit my lip.

#Spotify #roman reigns #big daddy uce #wwe x oc #roman reigns imagine #roman reigns x oc #wwe fanfiction #roman reigns fanfiction #wwe

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that-one-random-writer · 1 year

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Chasing you Chapter 6 {Complete}

Summary: Jake retires from the military honorably. He steps into a new roll, ready to settle down in his hometown of Texas. He is placed on your shift. Your current relationship is stable until the dust settles, revealing cracks in the foundation.

Warnings: Cursing, violence, police experiences based on truth, accurate on most accounts of law enforcement, it might get gory at times. Be aware of blood, drugs, and all things law enforcement. Smut eventually. A/N may have my true experience attached if you're interested. All real names redacted.

Chapter 1. Next Chapter. Masterlist

Jake sat on the couch of the back patio, grabbing a toothpick from the pack on the table.

You sat in the chair across from him. "Why did you let me stay over?"

Jake sat back, situating his body. The air was still warm enough that his skin didn't feel too chilled in the growing darkness of the night. "I asked my mom about you when I got back home." He paused, looking at the back pasture that had his horses galloping around. "Our parents have been friends for a while. She said I could trust your family, so I figured that would extend to you."

You looked back at the horses playing. "Yeah, Nessie started his visits a few years after high school when I moved out. Mama got pretty close with Mrs. Ophelia for a while. Recently, she's been a little distant, though. Mama was worried she did something wrong."

Seresin looked down to his hands. He rubbed his palms together. "No, your mom didn't do anything. Mom has been going through a hard time. She hasn't even been talking to me or my sisters."

"Bless her heart. I am not going to ask for details. Im assuming your dads mess has something to do with it. Is she okay? Can I do anything?" You asked kindly.

"She will be. She's a tough woman. There's nothing I can think of." Seresin looked back out to the pasture.

"I'm gonna get her a gift basket together from the family." You pulled out your phone and wrote it on your to-dos. "You know ophelia talked about you a lot with my mom. I never got your name, though. Small world that we work together now."

"What all did she say?" His chest raised up with pride. Knowing ophelia, it would be all good accomplishments acknowledged.

"She said you were top of your class at the naval aviation academy, and you were awarded for your heroism against the enemy, and you had an award for Afghanistan combat." You smiled remembering how proud ophelia was telling your mom over a sweet tea front porch meet up the morning before a family dinner a few months back.

"Stop..." Seresin's signature smirk grew into his cheeks. He leaned his arm back behind his head. His toned body on full display. "Well, you know I did a few things." He failed miserably at being humble.

A laugh chimed from your lips. "Yeah, I bet you did."

The sun had gone down, and the stars peeked out with only the full moon casting dim light. Colder air blowing in.

Your phone rang. "Hey honey."

James was on the other end. "Hey, where are you? I haven't seen you all day." You cringed remember the guilt that was sitting in your chest earlier. Conversation was so easy with Seresin that it made you forget the world around you.

"Sorry, honey. I went to a friend's house to sleep, so I wouldn't bother you playing your game." You hated keeping details. It was the worst, but this called for it. The fight was not going to be here over the phone. The guilt set in further as you looked back at Jake, flipping the toothpick in his mouth so nonchalant and hot... no handsome... no, like a nice-looking friend. Your brain did flips, trying to rail itself back on track. "I'll be home soon. I love you, bye. "

James screamed at his TV again. As he clicked the end call. You squeezed your eyes shut, not wanting to face what was your reality at home. No more screaming at the TV and certainly no screaming at you. Fear seeping in realizing what you had done in your desperation to sleep.

"I'll take you back. Just let me ask, why are you with this guy? Dont give me the practicality crap." Jake heard the yelling, and seeing the reaction on your face was not pleasant.

"H-He stayed with me through cancer. He was at every treatment. He helped me live when I was really sick." You just threw it out there. You couldn't hold it in. The pain of hearing Jame's voice with his selfishness of the gaming while you slept pushed you into an emotional war. You wanted things to be good with him. They just weren't. You could see it. You knew everyone could see it. "He was such a good man. I don't know what happened. If he can stay with me through cancer, then I can stay through this rough patch. He will get better. I just have to give him time."

Seresin leaned up. He grabbed the toothpick from his mouth and flicked it into the grass. "Fair enough. I hope he figures it out soon for your sake."

The truck pulled up next to your car. "Thank you. Really, I mean it."

"You're welcome. You can stay anytime and as long you'd like. I really mean that." You opened the door with a nod of acknowledgment.

Your mind fought your body to hug him. You pressed on, walking to your car where you were safe from urges. His truck left.

You sat thinking for a moment. "He's just a good friend." You willingly convinced yourself. You stopped in the restaurant and grabbed dinner.

You got home sitting on the couch and set up dinner. "Hey honey. You go back to Kennedys house?" He knew Kennedy, and he knew that there was nothing to worry about.

"No, I was at a family friend's house. He is on shift with me and Ken now." You spoke. You never lied no matter how much shit you would get.

"He? Which family friend?" James didn't hide anger and assumptions well.

"Jake seresin, ophelia's son." You answered.

"The military guy came home?" He questioned.

"Yeah. He is Ken's new trainee." You prayed using Ken's name to vouch would lighten the blow.

"Why didn't you stay at Ken's?" He began interrogating.

"Kennedy wasn't going to be home, and his mom was there with her friend at the pool." You defended.

"Then why didn't you just stay here?" His voice began to raise.

"Because James," you matched his volume. Throwing the stupid salad on the ground. Venom spewed off him name. "You wouldn't turn the TV down, I had to roll Greg's dead body over on the pavement my knees were covered with parts of his brain, not that you fucking cared to ask, and then I come home finally get to sleep and you're screaming about headshots to the damn TV."

"I wasn't home to ask. How was I supposed to know that? Then you just come home from whoring around with this Jake guy and I'm just supposed to be cool with it because I was playing a game to relax from my hard night. I had four people call in sick. I had to run four extra positions... Not that you fucking cared to ask either." James screamed.

"I wasn't whoring around. I went there slept, ate and came home. I can't fucking believe you'd think I would do that to you."

"Is he gay?" James asked abruptly.

Your teeth clamped together. "What?" Your knuckles turned white against your sides.

"You heard me! Does he like a dick in his ass? Does he bat for Kennedy's team?"

"I don't know. I didn't ask." You held your arms out.

"Then I don't want you over there." James fumed. "When you're painting each others toe nails, talking about your door ringer celebrity men, doing whatever shit you do with ken. Then you can go, but until that happens, it's not okay."

"You're fucking ridiculous, and rude." You yelled and walked out. You grabbed your phone calling Ken. Tears spilled. "Ken, I need drinks are you busy."

Kennedy's deep voice came through the speaker. "Marilyn... I'm at home you can come over. What's wrong?"

You got in the car and drove the few miles to his house. "I fucked up."

"You didn't..." He trailed. "Did you sleep with Seresin?"

Your scoff was very dramatic. "No. I just went over there and slept. James is accusing me of it though, he basically made a fucking rule I cant go over there."

"Rules were meant to broken Mar. You know I can ask if we can go over to Seresin's I'm sure he would have us over for drinks."

"No, he's right. I don't need to go over there. He's a single man, and I am a taken woman. I need to respect him. I am pissed he put a rule down, but I understand why." You sighed.

"Suit yourself. I mean I think he's a great guy. He doesn't seem like the type to break that boundary. Not from how he was talking the last few shifts."

"Did he say anything about me with james?" You parked your car ending the call walking up to the door opening it.

"Come in..." Kennedy laughed at his sarcasm. "He said some things, but I'm not a snitch."

"Damn it, ken! Why did you let me go over there?" You held your arms up.

"No, I only suggested it because I couldn't have you over, you needed sleep, and I trusted that he wouldn't do anything. He didn't say anything intimate or misogynistically gross. Just that it was a shame you were in a relationship."

You groaned throwing a pillow at him sitting down on the couch. "Liam Kennedy!"

"Okay chill. I got it, Seresin is now on my shit list." Kennedy chuckled.

"Not funny." You threw another pillow. Throwing your hands in your face to cover the embarrassment.

"So now what, your man's all jealous of Seresin?" He sat up on the couch.

"Yeah, I guess so. Maybe this is a good thing. Maybe now he will try harder." You looked over at him through your fingers.

"Don't go playing with fire, Marilyn. You know that's what got you killed with our scandal." He joked about the conspiracy of Marilyn Monroe's murder by the government after the Kennedy affair.

"I'm not going to play with fire. I'm just playing the card you so graciously handed me." You rolled your eyes.

Kennedy sighed. "He is really hot, though. Those uniform pants..." He trailed, widening his eyes at the thought of Seresin's tight ass. Literal and figurative.

"Kennedy I'm not doing this..." you trailed.

"It was fine when it was that guy on A shift." He defended.

"He didn't cause an argument at home." You tensed.

"I'm just saying the man is ripped. I can tell from his arms. The sleeves look like they are holding on by a thread." He kept prodding for information.

"Oh he is." Your mouth was faster then your brain.

"I fucking knew it, you sly bitch. What happened, tell me everything..." He bit his lip sitting back knowing he had you cornered.

A/N: No one knows about Kennedy like that except your boyfriend and family. This is for the story's sake only, nothing further involving the job.

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fereldanwench · 6 months

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husbando still has to work today, so I've enlisted the help of my SIL to do another round of moving this morning/early afternoon, and then tomorrow, she and my brother will also come over for a few hours to help with getting most of our smaller stuff out of the old place

(then we'll probably order some lunch and fuck around bc the four of us are just ridiculous together tbh lmao <3 brother and husbando esp bc they just start riffing off each other and then we're just all on the floor in tears laughing so hard)

we're moving from a first-floor unit to a higher floor in the new place (which I'm actually stoked about, i much prefer being higher up), so we decided to hire movers for heavy furniture/appliances because fuck that noise. we did a 3rd-floor apartment move once NEVER AGAIN

i'm already so sore after just a few runs from yesterday though lmao my legs are gonna be so stiff after this weekend

anyway movers will be here early monday morning. we wanted to do it earlier, but they were all booked sat & sun so that is drawing it out a little bit. we're not gonna bring the cats over until we can sleep there (athena gets separation anxiety & i dont want her stressed in a new place without us around) so we'll bring them over Monday afternoon

but before that, on sunday we'll have sit around for two hours for internet to get setup at our new place, and idk what the fuck xfinity is doing. they make canceling their shit so goddamn difficult. it's not even like there's a chance they can retain us as customers, we literally can't use them in the new place

we've got until close to the end of the month at our old place to clean up, but i scheduled our utility shut-offs a little earlier, so next weekend will be the mega cleanup weekend

and then it'll just be the fun stuff! we're getting a lot of new furniture, and I'm so excited to have a living room again. our current one really morphed into husbando's office/man cave over the pandemic bc there was nowhere else for him to set up a WFH office, and i miss just having a couch to flop on with the kitties

i'm still not 100% sure what i'm gonna do with my new office space--i have one wall figured out, but the room is a little smaller than what i currently have, and i am losing some wall space so i'll have to figure out how to make 3 desks (one for art, one for gaming, and one for work) fit nicely in there. but it's a puzzle I'm excited to solve :D

and we have a good-sized balcony space i can't wait to furnish! that was one thing that was always lacking in our current space. plenty of space to expand my little urban garden and get some cozy seating out there

anyway, SIL will be here in just a few so no more rambling. I'm just a big ball of energy right now IM SO READY

#t: wench.txt #still have that dark cloud looming in the distance but honestly this is how i deal with that kind of shit anyway #let me throw myself into a big task that i can actually control

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quotidian-oblivion · 1 year

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Hello hello! Can I ask about talons from the wip tag game? A talon au perhaps? 👀

Ho ho ho. It is very much a talon AU. And it might be the next fic im gonna start writing after the Let Them Be Brothers series.

Now, im not sure how to answer this cuz i have a myriad of stuff in there (as you do). But I think I'll share the basic idea and a small extract :)

What if Bruce didn't arrive in time to adopt Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damian?

What if the Court of Owls did?

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"No," Dick's voice cracked.

"This is why we took you all in," Cobb pressed every word. "We saved you, we kept you safe, we trained you. Now… whether you like it or not, you are a Talon, Richard. Doesn't matter if you're not 18 yet. You will be in a few months anyway. So tell me." He grabbed his hair and lifted his face from the bloodstained ground. "Which one of your adopted brothers did it? Who leaked all our information?"

Dick spat on his face, a mixture of saliva and blood. That seemed to make up Cobb's mind.

"Bring them in," he said calmly.

And! Because I'm just now realizing how excited i really am for this AU, I'm gonna post another cute moment:

Dick quickly shut the water and pulled on a bathrobe, running to where he thought the scream must have come from. Cobb couldn't have arrived early. He couldn't think of a reason he would. So that meant that the cause for the scream must have been…

"Jason!" Dick yelled, stopping in front of the library.

"What?" Jason stuck his head out of the library door.

"Where's Damian?"

"The fuck do I know?"

Dick sighed. "Okay. And I already told you to stop swearing at least an hour before he arrives. I can't help you if he hears you say words like that."

Jason rolled his eyes. "The shitting hour hasn't fucking started yet. I still have two bitchy minutes, dick."

Dick flicked his forehead and went towards the living room. If the scream originated further from the library, it would mean that Damian was in the living room with the only other culprit.

"Tim," Dick scolded. "What are you two doing?" His eyes went from Tim holding Damian against the ground to Damian trying to bite Tim's hand.

I have three little sisters. So I'm gonna be projecting so much sibling/eldest sibling trauma here. I almost can't wait!

Thanks so much for the ask!! I really really loved it.

#quotidian asks #quotidian fics #quotidian writes #talons dc #talon au #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #damian wayne #william cobb

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grabmyboner · 2 years

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With the made up fic thing Im thinking something like......

Only in the darkness, will I admit out loud I want him

Probably stupid 😭 Harringrove ofc

Holy shit that’s such a good title. ok so let me some how do this justice.

They’re both on the basketball team and for away games they have to room together because of god giving them matching last names. The first few times are normal, they take turns showering, jumping in bed and slowly falling asleep in the dark. Then one game, Billy plays like shit because one of his eyes is swollen shut. Everyone’s hanging shit on him for it, but he’s not fighting back like he usually would. He’s quiet when they get back to the room late that night, Steve feels like something’s gotta give the second they walk in there.

“So, we’re just not gonna talk about it?” He asks. And then Billy is on him fast as lightning. He pushes him up against the door, and Steve can smell the locker room soap on his skin.

“What’re you want to hear, Harrington? That my old man did it to me, huh? That what you want to hear?”

Any fight Steve has in his body leaves him. Billy sees the change in his eyes and let’s go of him. He takes a few steps back still staring at Steve and shakes his head. “I don’t need your pity.”

“You should tell Hopper.”

Billy snorts and walks backwards till his legs hit the bed and he sits down. “Police getting involved is how I ended up in shithole Hawkins in the first fucking place.”

It’s still dark in the room, the only light coming from the street lamp outside.

Steve doesn’t know what to say to that, so he very slowly walks closer to Billy and takes a seat next to him on the bed. After a minute of silence Billy just, let’s loose everything. Tells Steve what happened in California, how Max caught him doing something he shouldn’t have and off handily mentioned it to Neil and that night Neil beat the absolute shit out of him, so badly he had to go to the hospital. Cops interviewed him at the hospital and the second Neil saw them in Billy’s room, Billy knew he was fucked. Wasn’t even 3 days later Neil made them pack everything up and drive however many miles to Hawkins, Indiana.

Some time during Billy’s confession they both laid back in the bed, shoulder to shoulder staring up at the ceiling.

“I just gotta wait a few months and I’ll be 18 and hopefully have some money saved and then I can leave. Get in my car and fucking go.”

And Steve would turn his head and stare at the swollen profile of Billy’s face and realise a few too many things in that one moment.

After that they become somewhat friends. Not in the let’s hang out sort of way but in the, when we room together it’s not a total nightmare kind of way. They talk at night when they room together, till one of them falls asleep eventually. Sometimes they even run into each other at the quarry at night and get caught talking shit till the sunrises and they’re one pack of cigarettes deep.

Months later, they’ve roomed together for the last game of the season and they’re sitting on the same bed sharing a joint and it’s dark and quiet and Steve turns just as Billy does and they’re a hair from each other’s face.

“I want…” Billy starts to say and he doesn’t get to finish because Steve’s lips press so so softly against his own, just for a second.

Steve stares at him as he pulls away and Billy stares back and finally finishes his sentence, letting to words hang between them in the darkness of their room. “I want you.”

send me a made-up fic title and i'll tell you what i would write to go with it

#the thing he wasn’t supposed to do that max saw was be Gay #this is such a season 2 fic idea but I love s2 fics #harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington #stranger things #my fic #mine

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dynamitedemonlord999 · 7 months

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(Ok I wrote this cause it’s been a while AND- it’s October… a special redhead’s birthday month. ALSO! Cause I’ve been playing a ton of Resident Evil)

Oct 1: Kirishima x fem reader

Firstly, Kirishima is a horror fan. In middle school he 100% went though an emo/punk/goth phase which you found out after he talked to Tokoyami during the dorm room reveal. You also found this out after seeing some pictures of him with his black hair but thicker eyeliner and a big, puffy, black hoodie which had a cheesy ‘Fangtastic’ vampire saying on the front. Colored in a bright, dripping, red. You couldn’t help out laugh as you looked at all his ‘sad boi’ pictures in one of his mother’s picture books.

And yes, Kirishima was Very embarrassed. Seeing this as a reason for you to not see him cool.

But his darker past aside, the only thing that he couldn’t let go besides his eyeliner. Was any entertainment related to horror games. Resident Evil being his favorite as it was a fantastic wild card with a great flavor for suspense and role playing. The puzzle solving, treasure hunting (his favorite parts), monster hunting, discovering the game’s history, the characters, art, ect. The only way he Ever liked to play horror games was in the dark with the volume up as loud as he could have it.

Although- his absolute FAVORITE THING EVER. Was when you were next to him playing along. Wether you like horror or not, seeing you panic, scream, or even throw the controller as something had startled you always had his chest burst with loud roars of joy. You were too cute, your determined face twisted and mixed with fear had him falling for you harder. But he felt as equally embarrassed as he Struggled with the game’s puzzles. Often giving you the controller so you could figure it out as you were the smarter out of the two. Although there had been a few times you both had given up and in defeat watched some YT videos for help.

On rare occasions, when there was a scary enough monster Or scene. You would have your revenge. For example:

You sat on your boyfriend’s couch, watching as he barged through a door (resident evil 2 reference- something I actually did lmao) you both only saw a dark hallway at the 3rd floor part of the building. As he ran through to save time suddenly something, a large blob, flew across your screen. In horror you watched as the character he was playing, Leon Scot Kennedy. Was thrown across the room. Loud screaming erupted as he tries to find his gun but was hit again. Shooting up from the couch you watched as you covered your eyes barely, screaming “RUN EJIRO RUN! ITS GONNA GET YOU! EEEEEIIIEEE!!” Literally jumping up and down and nearly breaking his controller you watched as Kirishima howled at the top of his lungs. “RUN! MOVE FASTER! AHHHHH GET AWAY GET AWAY! OH NO IM GONNA DIE- FUC- RUN IDIOT RUN!” Finally as he turned a corner he ran into a door, you watched as Kirishima with his life in the red zone. Was about to slam through the door but then suddenly the tv froze. You both held your breath as everything was Dead Silent, as the game turned to the scene of the door unlocking. As soon as it disappeared Kirishima boomed “GET IN THETE!” As he had realized Leon had frozen and a loud, demented, scene erupted from the speakers. Suddenly a large, 6 inch long, clawed, hand sliced Kirishima’s back, throwing him through the door as it slammed shut. Shooting up Kirishima finally grabbed his shotgun out and pointed it at the door. Only to find he was in a safe spot. Pausing the game and inhaling sharply Kirishima dropped the controller, covering his face and shaking his head as he walked out the living room “Oh my hell-“ he groaned. You sat there, nearly bursting in laughter as you heard him get water and taking loud and deep breaths. “Hey! You making fun of me in there?” You could only smile, causing him to moments later. Hand you the controller “Alright, let’s see you do it then.” Grinning you took the controller, healing up Leon and solving a quick puzzle before walking through the door. Not seeing any threats so far until- you gulped as a fleshy, red, figure hung upside down in the middle of the hallway. You slowly moved forward as you saw it had no eyes- meaning. It couldn’t see you. Slowly you moved, hearing Kirishima once again not breathe as though in fear it might hear you both from the real world. Slowly you keep toast the monster, as you found out to be a Licker later on. And opened then shut a door behind you, snapping your head and giving Kirishima a wicked grin as he sat speechless and amazed. “You owe me dinner now.” You grinned as you proudly placed the controller back into his hands.

You both enjoyed your time well spent regardless of it turned into a breaking the tules sleep over as you would be too scared to sleep alone. But he would always have you against the wall, wrapped in his soft, thick, blankets like a roll of sushi. Holding you while lightly scratching your back and running his fingers through your hair. Telling you everything was alright and he’s have his eye on the door all night. That nobody could get past his mountain of muscles and manliness. But from your soft and warm body against his, the smell of your body wash and hair products would always have him knocked out cold, snoring loudly, before you ever fell asleep.

But one Real jumpscare you never expected had you and Kirishima nearly in trouble. You were playing and running down a hallway, opening a door until suddenly, Mr X appeared and grabbed your neck, throwing you to the ground. You couldn’t help but yelp as you turned and began to book it. Running away from the danger. Until suddenly- a switch flipped and a light blinded you. A loud roar erupted from in front of you. Completely in shock you jumped too hard and fell off the couch, rolling on the floor as Kirishima made a high pitched, girlish, squeal, throwing a pillow before you heard someone shout louder than Both of you. “SHUT YOUR ASSES UP! SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO SLEEP YOU DAMN IDIOTS! THE HELL ARE YOU DOING THATS FREAKING YOUR DUMBASSES SO BAD HAH?!” Of course, it was Bakugou who had barged in and gotten you killed in the game as well as the TV as you almost had slammed into it. Huffing his chest he glared at you both “If I hear another PEEP out of one of you- I’m going to blow you off the face of the earth and send your ashes to Aizawa to expel for sounding like deranged banshees in here.” Slamming the door shut you heard him stomp off. With your heart still pounding, both you and your red head called it a night and got ready for bed. Since then you both worked much harder to not make another sound as you hadn’t realized how loud you two had been.

2nd Day: Kirishima x Fem reader

Kirishima absolutely loves fall. The spooky season, the change of clothes, the colder weather, changes of the color, and best of yet. All the new and fun events that come around. He loves to take you out to amusement parks, haunted houses/forests, concerts, and Halloween themed towns. Doing the many activities like roller coasters or escape rooms. He loves them all, even getting his face painted next to you. Kirishima is the type of boyfriend to take you to all his favorite shops to show you what reminds him of you, or buying it all for you then showing you later as a surprise. He enjoys jumping into piles of dried and dead leaves, saying it has a satisfying crunch that would be Perfect for asmrs. You best believe Kirishima will drag you out of bed, put you in a cute and witchy outfit or some other monster themed outfit to match his before a king you to any and every event his wallet can afford ever Saturday. Even if it was as simple as a coffee date and going home to watch movies or spend time together, to the craziest adventure and haunted delights you had ever encountered.

You however would have to fight him (or join him if you’d like) when it came to Halloween decorations. You swore it was almost a worse addiction than his obsession to watch Shark Week every day, the amount of crocs in his closet and drawers, or protein cups he’d buy himself. His room was so bombarded by boxes and posters of anything scary he could get his hands onto. Always talking about a nearby Halloween costume or decor store. Pulling you along to go and see EVERYTHING. You could guarantee he’d spend at least 100 US dollars in each Spirt like shop.

Day 4:

“Baaaabe! Let’s go to the haunted house!” “No!” You shouted as your boyfriend tugged your webbed, Halloween themed, sleeves. “Oh come on it won’t be that bad!” He grinned cheekily, “Kirishima! I said no!” You huffed, pulling away, crossing your arms as you shrunk a little. You liked scary things- it was just the aftermath of it that you were sick of dealing with. You Knew none of it was real, but for some reason your brain would decide ‘Hey, by not torture you? Is that really a shadow? Or a killer about to pop out and get you?’ It was exhausting, having your back to the wall as you scooted in the light, away from any darkness as fear gripped your heart tightly. The many weirded out faces from you classmates *cough* Bakugou mostly. You remember the many times he made fun of you and even would sometimes jump out and scare you. You’d never forgive him for the time he had apparently gotten bored and followed behind you, nice and quiet as you Finally had gotten over your fear when suddenly- the sound of sudden footsteps behind you, a loud “AHHHH!” Followed by what sounded like loud thunder. Nearly crapping your pants you ran off and screamed, running directly to Kirishima. Sobbing or just shaking out of fear as your strong, red headed, protector held you close. “Shhhh, it’ll be alright my Rose. I’ll protect you. You’re safe.” Word had gotten out Kirishima had figured it was Bakugou and had threatened him. Meaning Bakugou no longer was at your back. Either way, you still couldn’t forgive him, at least not easily if you decided to.

“Ok fine.” Kirishima stopped tugging and wrapped his arms around your waist before swiftly picking you up and throwing you onto his broad shoulders. “Haunted Forest! Here we come!” “EJIRO!” You shouted as you pounded his back. “Hey! Nice massaging job back there!” He chuckled. Finally after about 10 minutes as you hung there like caught prey, he let you go. A bright green band was put onto your wrist, you sighed as you didn’t know what to completely expect from This Large and very Spooky forest. “It’ll be ok babe, I’ve gotcha! I’ll be by your side the whole time. And we can hold hands!” He gave you a toothy grin, scoffing you pulled away, glaring at him. ‘After this, I’m going to kill him and bear hug him until I stop having nightmares.’ You thought.

Walking through wasn’t too bad- at first. You had walked under a seemingly old and beaten up archway, walking down a pathway with dark and thereby bushes surrounding you. “Woah! Look at that!” Kirishima pointed, looking up you saw from a distance on what seemed to be a cliff was a colorful dragon, roaring occasionally. ‘Maybe this isn’t so bad’ as you continued to walk through a sudden woman popped out from behind a bush. “COME INTO MY BROKEN KINGDOM HAVE YOU?! GET OUT! GET OUT! THE CURSE WILL HET YOU!” Almost reminding you of Maze Runner 2; her face was pale and had dark, black, lines coloring her face and body. Her dress a very dirty and seemingly old, red, dress. “Curse aye?” Kirishima asked, she suddenly began to gasp and make coughing noises that grossed some part of you out. As you walked past her she pointed towards you “YOU! YOU WILL DIE IN HERE! MUAHAHHAA!” Your brows furrowed as you snapped your head forward, stubbornness kicking in. ‘Oh yeah? I’ll show you I’m still standing over this-‘ a loud howl near your ear made you jump as the sounds of a woman moaning and screaming. “Quick! Quick young ones! Follow me!” A strange man ran in front of the pathway, you had jumped behind Kirishima who seemed to have no reaction but only coo at your nervousness.

Following the man you both had walked into a tavern where it was dark and smokey, the only lights was a low, red, one above your ceiling with cobwebs along with the very bright and colorful liquor bottles. “This town needs your help! Find the screeching woman on the bridge! Quickly! Before the monster comes in-“ sudden large bangs echoed on the large doors behind you. Whipping your head around you gasped as the door slammed again and a loud howl erupted “RUN NOW!” The man shouted, holding onto Kirishima you felt your heart jump as the door suddenly broke. An ugly fave with a large snout inhaled the smoke of the room. “Let’s go Rose!” Kirishima yelled, grabbing your arm and running with you as you both ran out the door. Suddenly the doors slammed open and the sound of thundering tapping that you were sure would break the wooden flooring. A pained yell erupted from the tavern, the man who had taken you both in was now ‘dead’.

You both ran through many twisting trees with Jack-o-lanterns, bay lanterns, and some projections of ghosts walking amidst you. The ‘dead’ forest seemed alive with lights and activity. As Kirishima held your hand and you by his hands firmly, he moved around the many ghosts until the sound of a river filled your ears along with the sounds of your hero’s tapping the now stone’s flooring. Looking around you realized past the many pale blue figures was the river. Looking around a woman suddenly weeping who looked Real compared to the other phantoms passed Kirishima. “Oh! Kirishima it’s her!” You pointed out. “Oh yeah! Hey miss?” Kirishima called for the woman who turned to you both, her face dripping with black tears as her eyes were purely white. “Help us! Help us! We’re all gone! We’re all stuck! Go to the castle! Go to the CASTLEE!” She suddenly bellowed, turning away as she began to suddenly wail. Kirishima took your hand and pulled you away “Wow-Pretty wild here huh honey?” You sighed, “it’s- not that bad.” “See? It’s not that bad. You just need to try new things. Besides-“ he stopped and held out his hands “besides can take your mountain of a man down!” As you looked at him unsure your eyes suddenly widened as a figure lived behind him, inhaling deeply you watched as the creature drew closer, it’s white eyes gleaming as it’s hokey like mask began to peer out. But it seemed to be a staggering 7 feet tall. As soon as you saw it’s shiny, long, fingers you had grabbed Kirishima, throwing him behind you as you faced the monster. “Wha- OH MY!” He yelped, as you grabbing him and booking it upon seeing it’s nearly three men wide bulk of a body. “Oh no- nu uh! Nope!” You shook your head furiously as you ran through the forest until suddenly a come olerle black figure ran towards you with yellow glowing eyes shouted at you. Making you scream as you practically ripped and yanked Kirishima’s arm out of place from running so hard until you finally ran towards another path, heading straight for the castle.

Part two coming out tomorrow! 10/4/2023

#mha fanfic #too many damn hashtags #kirishima x reader #Inktober

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elliesirlgf · 2 years

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Mutual Feeling. Pt.8

A/n: Everyone clap and praise me for not taking 5 months to come out with part 8!! I’m beginning to warm up to this series again :) p.s. this took me forever because I kept going back and forth. </3

Warnings: Spoilers, Fluff for like a second, angst, language, Some dialogue is pulled straight from the game, I got lazy at the end.

Getting Joel’s body back to Jackson was something of a nightmare. The constant reminder of who’s body lay under that sheet made you sick to your stomach. You shared glances with Ellie every few seconds; in which she never returned, reasonably.

As much as you and Ellie didn’t get along, you felt bad for her. You’d known a bit of the relationship between Ellie and Joel, remembering that they were close when arriving in Jackson but that eventually came to an end; due to reasons they never spoke about.

You rode on your horse slowly next to Jesse, His head down as he tried to comprehend everything. You felt like speaking up to break the tension in the air, but you decided against it. It wasn’t the right time.

Arriving to the gates of Jackson, they quickly opened, and you looked up to see the worried and confused expressions from the people guarding. One of which were Maria.

Fuck.

You could see the worry in Maria’s eyes, even from the distance.

This wasn’t gonna end well.

Not at all.

Almost in nothing more than a blink, she was in front of all of you, Jesse quickly getting off his horse to speak to her.

“Who’s is it.” Maria knew,, She just wanted to make sure. Make sure she wasn’t dreaming.

“Maria..” Jesse said, reaching out to touch her arm, which she quickly snatched away and used to fold both of them. “Tell me.”

“Joel.”

“Runners got to ‘im”

Your eyes shot up, stunned and shocked at the lie. Why would he lie about something like that? I mean, she deserved to know. But,, You guessed it was just to avoid any more confrontation for the day.

All you saw was blurry snow, Tears filling up your eyes as you looked at Marias worried face.

But all Ellie saw was red.

She wished she would’ve done more.

She wished she wouldn’t have treated Joel the way she did.

She wished.

And wished.

But nothing would bring him back.

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Ellie couldn’t do so much as blink. She was,, gone. Spacing out constantly no matter how hard she tried to picture everything she saw in that room aside from Joel. Her bloodshot eyes burned as the moonlight crept through her window. She was sitting in silence.

Until she heard a rather loud knock at her door.

“Ellie! I know you’re there! Let me in!” You yelled, being Immediately angry at yourself for being so stupid. Where else would she be, y/n?

You rattled the door knob after standing in the cold for what felt like minutes upon minutes.

To your surprise, it was open. So you invited yourself in.

Walking over to Ellie’s bed that wasn’t more than 10 feet away from the door, you looked down at her, sympathetically. “I brought you food..” you trailed off, Noticing she wasn’t gonna budge. “Look, Ellie-“ “I don’t wanna talk about it.” Ellie said, Harshly. Her back facing you.

“We don’t have to… We can play video games… or read your comics… You can play guitar the guitar.” You needed to shut up. You brought up the one thing that Ellie had that reminded her of Joel. Dammit, can’t you just stop talking?

Silence.

“Ellie… atleast let me clean your wounds.” You said— more of demanded as you set the wrapped up bowl of food on the bed.

Heading to the bathroom, you gathered all the supplies you needed— or, had, really.

You crawled onto the bed, slowly, as you sat behind Ellie, Tugging softly at the bottom of her grey hoodie.

As much as she didn’t want to, She needed some kind of comfort right now, so she obliged, Grabbing the back hem of her hoodie and pulled it over her head, with a bit of help from you. She had nothing underneath, so your eyes quickly fell to a bare back. Bruised, with cuts left and right.

You didn’t like her, she didn’t like you.

But you were still a person with feelings, and so was she.

It pained you to see her in pain.

“This’ll sting a bit…” You said quietly, Ellie only nodding subtly as you touched her cold back, Holding back tears of your own.

“Maria wants to make sure you’re eating..” you slid the bowl closer to Ellie’s side.

“She can’t stop me.”

You needed to break the ice. You overheard Tommy and Ellie talking earlier, You knew she was planning to go to Seattle. To search for that woman.

“Ellie..To have the guys that you would need... to do this smart...you’d be leaving Jackson vulnerable.”

You were the last person Ellie wanted to talk to about Joel, But she was stubborn, and wasn’t going to listen to you. So she argued back.

“So they just get to get away with this?” Ellie shifted to turn her head slightly, still not completely looking at you.

“Nobody wants that.”

“Yeah, but that’s what happening.” Ellie said, sounding frustrated and somewhat out of breath.

“What if you get hit by hunters again? or- or, hoards?” You argued, a bit louder this time.

“Is this you talking, or is this her?”

You always listened to Maria. Always.

“It’s a valid point.”

“If it were me, or Tommy, or fucking— Maria, Joel would be halfway to Seattle already.” Ellie got more and more frustrated with each word that came out of her mouth.

“Ellie, no he wouldn’t.”

“He absolutely fucking would be—“

“Ellie, we don’t even know for certain they’re from Seattle!”

“ Washington Liberation Front. That’s what you said was on those patches!” She spat, pulling away from your light grasp on her to look at you.

You immediately felt guilty, seeing her black eye, seeing her red eyes. But in all honestly, no matter how much you hated her, you didn’t want her to get hurt. She had no idea what she was walking into.

“What if they stole those jackets?” You spoke, eyeing Ellie. You knew the chances of each of them wearing a “WLF” jacket but not being apart of it was stupid, but anything to prevent Ellie from leaving.

“Thats…”

She paused.

“This is so fucked! You can’t stop me. I’m leaving tomorrow.”

“Ellie, do you have any idea what you’re walking into—“

“I don’t care. You can’t talk me out of this.”

And she meant that.

@iriecourtney here’s part 8, love <3

#tlou2 angst #lesbian #ellie williams #thelastofus2 #ellie williams x reader #ellie x reader #elliewilliams x femreader #tlou part two #the last of us #the last of us part two

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huggybug · 2 years

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okay so i decided to try anyway hahaha. if someone else already sent you something and you think it’s better, PLEASE feel free to ignore this cuz-pfft BAHAHAHA. i apologize for this 😭

the house was loud, music blaring all around. you could feel it in your chest and your ears. the guys were throwing yet another after party that luke basically had to drag you out of the house to get you to come to. you’ve been dating for the last 6 months, and almost every weekend of those 6 months he would literally beg you to come to a party with him. usually on nights like tonight, you would come up with some excuse like “i have a lot of studying to do“, or “i have a headache”, but tonight was different. the boys lost this game but decided to throw a party anyways just because. you didn’t really want to come because you knew luke would be in a mood. but, you care about him and didn’t want to upset him anymore than he already was, so you agreed. you were already feeling a little fatigue from all the noise so, you decided it was best to get a cold drink to help with your head. you planned on getting your drink and finding luke, whom you had somehow lost within the first 20 minutes of arriving. ”don’t wanna be drinking that,” a voice said to you. you look up and see brendan leaning against the counter, smirking at you, lifting his solo cup to his mouth and taking a long drink. “you open the water you had grabbed and take a sip before asking,”why?” ”that’s not gonna do anything.” ”my head hurts.” he finished his drink and let out a breath, reaching for another cup and pouring god knows what into it. ”here,” he handed you the cup. ”but i dont want to drink,” you whine at him. he let out a chuckle and walked over to you. when he got close, a little too close for your liking, he brushed away the hair on your shoulder with the back of his hand, and placed it behind your ear. he leaned to your temple and whispered, ”it’s a party. have fun. enjoy yourself. stop being to tense.” you could smell the alcohol on his breath and you tried to fight back a smile, remembering your times with brendan during these parties. how fun and chaotic it would always be. if luke wasn’t by your side making you laugh and dance, it was brendan. other than luke, he was like your bestfriend from the team. he pulled away from you, taking your hand with the drink in it, and pushing it up to your mouth. “driiink.” ”brendan!” you slapped him in the chest. he just laughed, taking your free hands in his, ”c’mon. hughsey’s somewhere over here.” he lead you into the living room where some of the other guys on the team were standing. they noticed you and all came up to you giving hugs and a few fist bumps. ”the poor baby is pouting over there,” ethan said, pointing to the couch. you looked in the direction of eddy’s hand and saw your bf sitting on the end of the couch, arms crossed, head leaned back. ”shut up. i’m not pouting,” luke said to him, clearly doing the exact opposite of what he claimed to not be doing. you just smiled and made your way to sit next to him.you set your drink on the coffee table. ”hi, lukey,” you said wrapping both hands around his arm. ”hey,” he said without looking at you. “com on bro, we’re all disappointed. but you seem to be the only one making a huge deal out of it,” nolan said before taking a drink. luke didn’t say anything. he was madder than you thought. the song that was playing ended and a new one began. it was more upbeat than the last and the urge to get up and dance took over you. ”c’mon,” you pulled on his arm,”dance with me.” ”no.” ”why?” ”i dont feel like dancing.” you pouted. you heard a chuckle then felt someone grabbing your hand. ”here, ill dance with you. im cooler than him anyway.” you look up and see brendan reaching down for you with a goody smile on his face. he was so drunk. laughing, you got up and followed brendan into the large crowd of dancing drunk college students. you look back at luke and see him still sitting in the same position. you shrugged and continued walking. you were having fun with brendan. laughing, jumping, just having a good time. you didn’t even notice luke’s head pop up from the couch when he heard you scream brendan’s name when he picked you up and started spinning you.

other part coming shortly ☺️

jealous lukey >>>

#y’all when i say you aren’t ready for the next part #YOU. ARENT. READY.#writing anon #answered!

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sl-newsie · 1 year

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Stand Up: Crutchy x West Side Jet girl *Mafia*

“Ángela, any report on Brooklyn?”

I groan and lean against the bookshelf. “Nada, Riff. There’s been nada for months, and I don’t understand why ya keep send’n me back there! Why not ‘Hattan or Queens?”

The Jet leader goes to sit behind his fancy green desk. “Perhaps. I’d though ‘bout send’n Baby John to ‘Hattan, but I think Les can go one day without see’n ‘im. Whaddaya say?”

My eyes widen at the golden opportunity. “Thanks, boss!”

“Don’t mention it- I’s was plan’n on go’n to meet up with Mouth and discuss’n some documents anyway.”

I thank him again and skip down the stairs towards the breakroom, where I find Mouthpiece, Diesel, and Ice play’n cards.

“Hola, boys! Guess what?” I hop up on the counter.

“Riff’s send’n you to Brooklyn again?” Ice says lazily as he looks at his cards.

“No! That’s the good news! He’s send’n me to ‘Hattan, and I’ll get to see Mushy again!” I beam.

“Ugh, you and Mush! That only means double-trouble,” Action grunts.

“He’s my best friend, guys! I only get to see him once a month, can’t ya just be happy for me?”

“Alright, alright! We’ll shut up ‘bout your boyfriend!”

I gag. “Ay, no! Mush ‘nd me ain’t like that! Somos solo amigos.”

“Do we look like we care?” Diesel throws down a card.

“Say what ya want, I can’t wait for tomorrow!” I smirk as I swipe Diesel’s lunch from the fridge.

The next morning is a sunny one, with dew still covering the pavement. But just as I’m about to head outta the junkyard, I hear Riff call out:

“Hold your horses, Ángela! I just got a call from Kelly, says he’s coming over here instead. So just go wait in the lounge.”

I groan. “Ay ay! Lorton, you promised I could actually leave this place for at least one day!”

Riff storms up and shoves me against the wall. “Shut it, girly! This meeting’s very important, so you’s gonna bite the bullet and stick around ‘n case there’s trouble, got it?”

I stiffly nod my head. “Si. Yes, boss.”

He gives me one more shove. “Good!”

Quickly, I sneak away to the ‘lounge,’ which is just a few old tables shoved togedda next to Riff’s train car. I also find Mouthpiece, Action, and Diesel, who are still waking up.

“Whyyyyy did we have to get up so early?!” Action grumbles.

Diesel yawns. “‘Cause Kelly likes to wake up early, ya know- with the sunrise ‘nd all? The ‘Hattan family’s always the first to wake up, so we godda keep up with ‘em.”

Thankfully, the wait is very short. In no time at all I hear three knocks and a whistle near the train car. I turn to look and immediately I’m tackled into a big hug.

“Señorita! Where’ve ya been? I haven’t seen you’s since I went with Kelly to that convention in Brooklyn!”

I give a hearty laugh as I squeeze Mush tighter. “Lorton’s been send’n me to Brooklyn for months! He’s finally reassigning me, but since you’s cancelled on our visit then I’m gonna have to wait!”

“Well it’s good to see ya, Gela!” Mush looks over at Mouthpiece. “I know a certain someone who’s been look’n to see you too.”

“Mouthpiece?!”

The guy in question is knocked over by a ‘Hattan fella dressed in blue, who looks just like Mouthpiece.

“Hiya, brodda! It’s been forever!” Racetrack says in a big voice as he sits down at the table with us. “Still Lorton’s 2nd?”

He nods. “Still Cowboy’s 2nd?”

“You bet! Speak’n-a betting, you’s up for a game of poker?”

“Don’t need to ask me twice!” He replies as he starts shuffling a deck.

“Ahem!”

We all turn and see an impatient Cowboy lean’n against the train car, with Mouth waiting behind him.

“So Riff, you gonna talk business with Mouth or just set up a playdate for your staff?”

“No sir. You’s here for important matters, ‘s just a bit of a family reunion.”

When Kelly sees me I notice his gaze harden. “Who’s the dame?”

Riff shrugs. “Ángela, me best spy. She’s-”

“Spy? Tell me, Lorton, why do you have a spy here?” Cowboy says accusin’ly.

“It ain’t like that, boss!” Mush defends me. “She’s been my pal from way back when, and she’s only here to see me. Ángela ain’t here for spy’n.”

Kelly frowns. “She looks familiar…”

“Yeah, yeah. We’s here to discuss business, not my employees. So let’s get chat’n-”

Kelly’s jaw tightens. “I ain’t talk’n ‘til the snitch leaves! Crutch, escort the dame out.”

Riff just scoffs. “Whatever. Ángela ain’t no snitch unless I say so. But!” He points an accusing finger at Cowboy. “If your guy so much as touches her, I’ll bust his odda leg!”

I squint. Huh? Who’re they talk’n about-?

“C’mon, miss. Let’s go.” A voice behind me says.

Turning around, I find a brown-eyed guy in a gray suit with a cute expression. He’s also use’n a crutch, which peaks my curiosity even more. After tunk’n my brown hair under a cap, I follow him outta the junkyard and down the West Side streets.

“So… your name’s Crutch?”

He rolls his eyes. “They just call me ‘Crutch’ for short. Name’s Crutchy.”

I shake my head. “No it ain’t. What’s your real name?”

Crutchy suddenly gets very tense, and his gaze sharpens. “Why do you wanna know, huh? Ya got woid on the street that I’m a weak crip so you’s could hold me for ransom? Is that what I’s is, some bargain’n chip for Lorton?! I’m an accountant, and I’s only here to keep the peace between Jack ‘nd Lorton. But instead I’m stuck with you, so if you’re gonna try anyth’n just know that I ain’t afraid to hit a girl!” He says with a straight face.

He thinks I- He’s… what?

“Crutchy, I ain’t try’n to fight anybody,” I say sincerely.

The guy gives a relieved sigh and leans against a crate. “Oh, good! I was really afraid I was gonna really have to hit ya!”

I hold back a laugh. “Bit of a softie, huh?”

He groans. “Yeah. Kelly likes my poisonality, but I ain’t got much in the tough-guy department. I work with finances, not fights.” I get an odd look. “You haven’t asked ‘bout my crutch yet.”

My eyes widen. “Um, no?”

“Why? Usually that’s the foist thing folks ask about.”

“Ah, ‘cause I don’t wanna be disrespectful. Yeah I’s curious, but I ain’t gonna ask ‘bout it unless you wanna tell me.” I shrug.

Crutchy seems… very surprised. He goes to take my hand and seems to relax more. “I’s a crip ‘cause I used to have polio. I’s gotten bedda, but I still need it. Um… thanks. Thanks for actually being nice. My real name’s Charlie, since ya asked. What’s yours?”

I smile warmly at his opening up to me. “Ángela.”

He looks at me strangely. “‘S that spanish?”

“Sure is!” I nod and toy with a lock-a hair stick’n outta my cap, hoping he don’t pry any further.

“So… What’s a nice goil like yourself do’n with Lorton? You his lady or someth’n?”

I gag. “God, no! He drives me crazy! I’s only Riff’s spy ‘cause I owe him a debt.”

Crutchy frowns. “What’s that?”

“Um…” Not too sure I wanna spill that. “He got me outta a tight pickle a while back and let me into the Jets, so I act as his spy.”

“Oh. So… you’s with Mush, then?” Crutchy guesses.

I actually gotta clutch my sides from laugh’n. “No, no! Why is it that guys always think me ‘nd Mush are a thing? Between you and Action, God! No, we’s only close friends. Mush has known me since I could walk.”

“Oh. So… whaddya think-a the ‘Hattan mafia?” Crutchy asks with a hint of nervousness.

I consider this. “Normally I can’t handle some-a Kelly’s boys, but… you’s one-a my favorite ‘Hattan members.” I give him a nod. “And for the record, that’s one Hell of a smile you got.”

“Really?” The clouds around Crutchy’s face seem to lift.

I swipe his hat and spin it on my finger. “Really, mi amigo.”

“Ah, you speak Spanish?”

I nod. “Got some Spanish blood in me, from my dad’s side.”

“So… you ain’t Puerto Rican?” The cute brunette asks.

Avoid’n his gaze, I take a sudden interest in stare’n at the cobblestone street. “If I was… would you think of me differently?”

Crutchy’s eyes widen. “What? No- why would you think that?” He takes my hand and with his odda hand makes me look up at his soft brown eyes. “Noth’n like that would ever make me hate you. Why would you be ashamed of be’n Puerto Rican-?”

“‘Cause her brodda killed Skip!”

We both gasp and look to find Kelly, Race, Mouth, and Blink block’n the alley.

“He- Her brodda- You?” Crutchy looks at me differently, as if I’s someone else. “Who’s your brodda?”

Gulping, I look up to face my new friend, who is look’n at me with sad eyes.

“Carlos, a former Shark member. He was Bernardo’s 2nd until he stabbed a ‘Hattan member called Skip. After that, Bernardo banished him and he moved back to Madrid- that’s where our grandparents are from. Our parents are from Puerto Rico.”

Crutchy still seems confused. “Then why… then why are you a Jet?”

“‘Cause after the peace agreement, the Jets let me in and gave me a new family, one that don’t kill people. Bernardo understood my decision, so he let me go without any disagreements.”

Now Cowboy storms up and grabs my shirt. “But that don’t change the fact that you’s his sibling.”

I defiantly stare straight at his dark, angry eyes. “I never said it did. My brodda may be a murderer, but I ain’t my brodda.”

“Hey!” By now Riff’s come back and is walk’n up to meet us. “This is why ya stormed out? Got a problem, Kelly? What’d she ever do to you?!”

“She don’t seem like your type-a Jet, Lorton.” Kelly sneers. “Ya didn’t tell me her brodda’s Carlos the Cobra!”

Riff simply shrugs. “Why would that matter?”

Blink cracks his knuckles. “‘Cause the Cobra killed Skip, one of our best guys. So it’s only fair that he pays. Maybe his sister can help us out with that…”

“Hey, hey, hey!” Riff ‘nd Mush get between Blink ‘nd me, with Jack still hold’n my shirt.

“I ain’t have’n none-a that!”

“Yeah, they’re right!” Crutchy suddenly pipes up. “Ángela’s done noth’n wrong, why should she be blamed for Cobra’s work?”

“What’s it to you, runt?” Now Action gets up by Crutchy and I can tell he don’t like him be’n so close to me.

Crutchy gulps, but still tries to stand up- but Action trips his crutch and sends Crutchy fall’n onto my lap. Action grabs my arm and yanks me up.

“Action- stop it! He ain’t try’n to hurt me-!”

“I don’t care.” He glares down at me, and I shrink under his gaze. I’s always been tougher than most goils in the West Side, but when it comes to Action I’s always been a bit skittish.

Crutchy sees this, and his face immediately twists into an angry sneer. “Get away from her!”

“Oh, so the runt actually can speak up!” Action pins him against the wall. “But can ya fight? What’re ya gonna go when we bust your odda leg, crip?”

“Action, puedes parar de hacer eso? Stop!” I try tug’n on his sleeve, but he just shoves me off and has Diesel pull me back.

He groans in annoyance. “English, Ángela! God, I hate it when you do that-!”

Action don’t even get to finish that sentence before Crutchy beats him to the pavement with his crutch, with both him ‘nd Riff yell’n over each odda.

“Action, what the Hell man?!”

“Don’t you dare say that about her!”

They squabble back and forth, and it’s all I can do to not break down cry’n while I stand in the background. I know I’ve always been different from the Jets, but Action was always determined to remind me of it. Just when I think I’d found a new family…

I start to wander off from the crowd-a feuding mobs, but then Crutchy catches up while Riff ‘nd Action continue to duke it out.

“Hey wait! Where-?” He notices my tears. “Ángela, what’s wrong?”

I hastily wipe my face and try to look away. “‘M fine. Why wouldn’t I be? I just had my entire heritage stomped to the ground by my own mafia family. It ain’t enough I’s related to a murderer, but now I ain’t ever gonna fit in no matter what. Just- just lemme alone, please!” I try to keep walk’n away but Crutchy limps next to me, even when I begin to climb the library stone stairs.

“I ain’t leave’n, ‘cause I don’t want you to feel alone-” He stumbles but manages to regain his footing.

Quickly, I lend him an arm and help him up the steps. “Crutchy, why on Earth would ya risk fall’n just to walk with me?”

“Nah, you’d think it was cheesy,” he hangs his head.

His innocent face makes me smile. “Aw, c’mon! What’re ya think’n, Charlie?”

At the use of his name, Crutchy looks up and grins. “Uh, ok. But promise me ya won’t laugh!”

I hold up my hand on my heart. “Scout’s honor, I won’t.”

“Ok. I was think’n… You give me a reason to stand up.”

After hear’n this, I look at Crutchy with a warm smile. “Crutchy, that’s… so sweet! Why would I think that’s cheesy?”

“I donno. It kinda is? But I mean it. You- you seem like a nice goil, and uh…” He licks his lips nervously. “I’d maybe wanna spend sme time with ya?”

Now I bring the wonderful man in for a tight hug- which at first he tenses up but then melts into me.

“Charlie, you’d really wanna hang out with the sister of a murderer? None-a our lives are peaches ‘nd cream, ya know.”

Crutchy nods. “But you’s been treated wrong all your life just ‘cause your brodda messed up, and I’s sorry that I felt that way ‘bout you before I knew ya. I don’t want you to feel alone, like I was in the Refuge.”

I gasp. “You was in the Refuge?”

Crutchy nods. “Few years ago, when Cowboy arranged a meeting with Brooklyn at Medda’s joint. Pulitzer got word of it and sent Krupke ‘nd the Delancys to drown us out. Jack made it out after I caused a distraction, but them Delancys beat me up real good. Carted me off to the Refuge, which is basically a living Hell.” He shutters. “Sat in there a few weeks ‘til Jack busted me out.”

I grab Crutchy’s hand and give it a squeeze. “Charlie, I’m so sorry you had to go through that. Woid on the street is that nobody wants to end up there. Ever. Action might be a prick sometimes, but I’d take that a thousand times over the Refuge.”

Crutchy gives a shy smile and rubs my hand with his thumb. “So… ya wouldn’t mind me spend’n time with ya?”

I give a care-free smile. “No, Charlie! I’d luv to hang out with ya, even if Action tries to kill me for it.” Maybe there’s a bright star in my future after all…

Crutchy’s smile widens as we continue to walk, and behind me I can barley hear Mush say: “Oh great, now Ángela’s with Crutchy! Donno how Cowboy’s gonna take it…”

Let them argue, my mind determines. I won’t let my brodda define who I am or what I want. And right now I wanna be with Crutchy.

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glamfellens · 2 years

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Is there anything you can share about NPC extraordinaire, James Blythe? How close is Aeres with him in canon?

lmao ye gonna put this under a read more bc theres quite a lot an d i cant shut up mr james blythe is a battle master fighter who is a lieutenant in the navy :^) since he's the younger son of a minor noble family there wasn't anything for him to inherit or really do on their small estate so his options were join the navy or clergy for whatever god he wanted james is an overall good boy. he can be a bit naive and extremely stubborn, and tends to hold himself and others to very high standards and will absolutely follow these to a fault. but he's also very devoted and driven and doesn't hold himself above other people just because of his background i think james is also a bit of a show off and absolutely has a shit head side. his humour is very dry though he's definitely better at filtering his thoughts than aeres is.

james and aeres met in a tavern about a year before the events of the game. their situation is like one night stand -> friends with benefits -> sort of an established relationship situation, in so far as at this point they're exclusively seeing one another (as has always been the case with James apparently but aeres stopped seeing other people probably like... eight months before current events) the issue is aeres is like, fine identifying her emotions but expressing things like affection doesn't come easy to her and it is doubled down by the fact that she is keenly aware that she is going to outlive james by a few centuries, so i think her self-denial of it being anything more than just F*ck Buddies is a defence mechanism. james is more clued into what's going on between the two of them but he doesn't really want to push it or push Aeres so he's happy to just go along with how things are for now lmao. it's basically a long term relationship in all but name at this point i guess tldr they are both kind of idiots but this is all about to be thrown into sharp relief by the fact that james is currently under a mass suggestion spell cast by the villain (this guy is a navy commodore for whom james works under as a second lieutenant so i like did this to myself basically because i had the option of having him work under the Good guy but lmao no) of the campaign and since its a higher level than her dispel magic her best options to break him out of it are 1) Bonk to the Head or 2) Talk to him and maybe that will include openly acknowledge some feelings, in order to get him thinking on his own terms rather than continue being enthralled

so yea they're having a great time right now. idk when the next session is gonna be but im stressed about having to beat up my boy. aeres is at half health so it might be her who gets her ass kicked

#dnd #james blythe #aeres penvenen #thank u i hope we get to play soon becaus eim dying to find out what happens #my ocs #james' faceclaim is ewan mcgregor this is very important #aeres' is lauren bacall

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hoodiewithhorns · 3 years

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━ using your safeword scenarios p.3 !★

genre : hurt/comfort smut.

characters : f! reader x sakusa, matsukawa, kenma

p.1 + p.2 + m.sterlist + requests

(please read the rules before requesting ty.)

▼ cw : not proof read, use of safeword, neglect , unprotected sex, degradation , clit spanking ( 1 ), impact play ( sakusas part ), mentions of exe(s), caught masturbation (reader) , pillow humping, thigh riding, implied punishment, kinda crybaby reader, implied cockwarming, cheating (?), angst, established relationship, all characters are 18+, MDNI ▲

different safewords used this time <3

- ty to the anons and user @/please-take-me-to-the-moon for the scenarios <3

sakusa

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you knew better than to do this, humping your dearly beloved boyfriends pillow with just your cotton panties, a loose shirt with no bra under, like a bitch in heat, desperate for friction of any kind. You knew if he had caught you like this he would punish you that was guaranteed. however, in the literal heat of the moment you didn’t care. sakusa’s constant pattern of coming home the minute you were already fast asleep in your shared bed, never being able to fill the void of need in your little cunt.

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Considering he’d let this slide since its been a month since you’ve two have done anything sexual, these thoughts only making you hump his pillow even more desperate leaving a pool of your arousal staining his pillow, with the occasional soft whimpers of his name. losing yourself in your own lust, You didn’t hear the sound of the door clicking open.

Sakusa, leaving his practice early since his performance was unfavorable by the shitty mood he was in, lashing out on his teammates for the smallest things they’d do and so many more. in short, his team suggested he’d stay home t’ill he cooled down.

“y/n? i’m home.”he walked around the empty apartment accompanied by the muffles of your soft moans, trying to find you as quickly as possible, obviously knowing it was you. he opened the bedroom door slowly and quietly. his eyes grew wide at the scene in front of him.

still not noticing his presence in the door frame you continued humping his pillow feeling your high approach, but leave you since you needed him.

“tch.” clicking his tongue at you in disapproval. you flinched letting go of his pillow to face him, feeling your heart race when you made eye contact with him, arms folded and a look of disgust planted on his pale face. Your eyes already filling up with tears knowing what comes next. “m’ y-yoomi! w-welcome home-”

“who the fuck gave you permission to touch yourself?” cutting you off, walking towards the bed, he pinned you down to the bed, arms on your sides, hovering over you with his dead, cold, heartless gaze cutting through you, as you tried to look away in shame only earning you a slap to the face to make you look at him. the sting causing you to choke out a sob. praying internally that he’d let you off the hook just this once. you were just needy for him.he has to understand that, right?

“answer me, right.now.”

“n-no one yoomi... i’m s-sorry please don’t wanna be punished!” you pleaded to him only making him more angrier. he grabbed your jaw making you whimper at the tight grip. scanning you top to bottom, eyeing at the wet patch on your underwear.

“then why did you huh? couldn’t wait until i got home couldn’t you? needy fucking thing.” he tutted, letting go of your jaw harshly, tugging your panties down to your knees already feeling impatient himself by how his cock hardened through his shorts. despite wanting to punish you, he wanted you. needed you to be precise.

the man hasn’t felt you in a whole month how could he not miss his girlfriends tight slutty cunt? removing his volleyball shorts letting his cock spring free, he strokes himself a few times before lining himself against your cunt, letting a small sigh when you felt his hard tip touch your soaked entrance.

feeling slightly relief you were finally gonna feel him after so long. That feeling of relief however didn’t last long when he slammed his fat cock inside you without warning. you let out a yelp, hands immediately going to his chest hoping for him to not bruise your cervix from how deep he was already. he growled when he felt your palms try and stop him, so he slapped your hands away roughly marking them red.

“b-but yoomi please it hurts..it h-hurts”

you figured he didn’t hear you. but he was too focused on punishing you to care if it hurt or not. so you pleaded again for him to slow down. finally getting a response from him.

“shut up you disgusting whore.you brought this on yourself, touching yourself while your boyfriends away.”

“...dirtying up his fucking pillow while he’s gone. how fucking pathetic.” he spits, slapping your clit harshly in attempt to get you to shut up. his degrading not having a hint of reassurance anywhere like it usually does when he fucks you. normally, he’d call you his “slut” or his whore but never ever calling you a disgusting one at most, what did this mean?..you asked yourself, mind going hazy with fear. feeling like your boyfriend finds you disgusting for your actions, and not a single trace of love or concern for you, not even noticing how you tried inching yourself away from his pace.

sakusa was a mean dom yes, but he cared about you and your boundaries and right now it seemed like he didn’t care about any of those.

too focused on his own pleasure, not realizing you slowly started to breakdown in front of him, hands to your eyes shaken from how hard he hit them, as more tears fell to stain your cheeks.

“n-no not disgusting..i-i’m...so sorry..sakusa..just missed you.” you muttered no longer feeling the long needed pleasure of his cock, only feeling a painful discomfort in your chest as if your heart was gonna burst out of it at any minute. he was caught off-guard by you calling him by his last name, but that didn’t stop the brutal pace on your sloppy cunt. repositioning his hand to your hips digging his nails in your sides, bound to leave marks to be seen in the morning.

“addressing me by my last name? what you think thats gonna make things better?”he muses, his pace speeding up making you whimper. you’ve just about had enough.

“germs! g-germs! no more, i don’t like this!! y-you’re hurting m-me sakusa... please s-stop..stop.” screaming your safeword, trying to get him off you, you pushed with the little strength in you with your fragile hands. it wasn’t enough but he got the message. blinking a few times to make sure he processed the current situation.

he sighed pulling his cock out watching you with wolf eyes as you softly cried to yourself, turning to your side. he didn’t say anything he just laid down beside you. sneaking an arm around your waist, face buried in your neck. he planted some soft kisses onto it trying to make you relax. if he was being brutally honest, he didn’t know what to do.

you never used your safeword and even if it didn’t show in his face, he was pretty frightened. watching you tense up and shake around him all because of him.

“ y-yoomi..im sorry-”

“don’t be.”

he rubs your hands with his thumb in slow but comforting circles, seeing its still red from being slapped away by him, along with him kissing your cheek to simmer down the sting from earlier. god he felt so bad, but was so scared at the same time, all he wanted to do was hold you close..

..and thats what he did, watching you curl up to his chest. The room was silent for a few minutes that felt like hours gone by. you looked up at him with the look you always gave him. Full of love and adoration even with puffy eyes and hurt in your chest you still loved him.

He looked down noticing the soft smile you gave him as if nothing happened. Titling his head in confusion he asks

“why are you smiling? aren’t you upset..at me?”

you shook your head at him, “no yoomi I’m not mad. My body kinda hurts yes, but I’m glad to have you home...i missed you so much I’m sorry i touched myself without permission...”

he lightly smiles at you kissing your lips softly.

“it’s okay. tomorrow we’ll have the day all to ourselves and we can do whatever you want my love. I’m sorry i was so mean... i was having a bad day and I shouldn’t have taken it out on you.”

you paused leaning in closer to his chest as you mumbled.

“can we...take a bath together yoomi?”

“oh sure...here i’l carry you.”

needless to say, you forgave him and gave him one last kiss before going to bed.

kenma

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kenmas work schedule was god awful since he was practically up to play games and just that leaving you feeling needy and neglected. you hated it.

but tonight you were just, so needy and couldn’t stand this constant neglect.

No matter how many times you touched yourself of grind against something it couldn’t compare to the way kenma would stuff you with his cock.

he wasn’t a super harsh dom leaning towards a mix of soft and mean, but he still prioritized your needs before his. and tonight you were gonna get that version of kenma.

walking towards the couch he was playing his games at slowly, with nothing but his hoodie and knee highs. you bit your lip standing in front of him, fiddling your thumbs out of nervousness. He titled his head to remove you from his line of sight to see the tv screen better making your heart ache just a little, being so used to it already.

taking a deep breath you sat in between on of his thighs wrapping your arms around his neck making him let out a groan of annoyance to your needy antics.

he continued to play his game acting as if you weren’t there and nothing changed. it all came to a halt when he felt you grinding on his thigh, letting out small cries of his name.

“baby.... please” you mumbled facing his disinterested face not even sharing a glance at you as he continued to move his thumbs around his controllers joystick. He didn’t even pay mind to the fact you were borderline naked either.

“five minutes pretty girl.” he muttered still too absorbed in his game. You pouted shifting your legs to be wrapped around him now, wet cunt on top of his crotch rubbing against him lightly. Making him flinch at the sudden friction. giving you hope he’d give you what you want now. you smirked continuing to grind against him making him bite back a grunt.

“ugh what are you doing?” he said clearly annoyed by your antics already.

your face became red while placing your hands on his shoulders slowly starting to grind against his growing bulge. “want your attention kenma please need you so bad.” you begged hoping he’d give you something anything really.

but being kenma, he went back to his video games. your pout returning once more. “but kenma, please i really really need you.” you continued with your antics and he paused his game, putting his controller on the coffee table.

“fine you want me so fucking bad?” he grabs you by the hips making you yelp as he throws you down the couch. back hitting the cushions while he takes your legs and wraps them around his waist.

he pulls down his sweats pumping himself a few times as he rolls his head back, holding back his grunts. he slowly slides his cock into you, being easy to do considering how wet you were already for him.

he groans as he bottoms out inside you starting steady, but slowly picking up the pace to be more..brutal.

“k-kenma..m’ feels good thank you thank you” you rambled out praises making him grab you by the throat to thrust into you faster.

“god you’re so fucking annoying bothering me because you wanted to get your cunt stuffed like a little slut while i fucking work.” he scoffs making your eyes shoot open at him.

“such a fucking annoying little slut.” he continues his degradation thr grip on your throat not loosening. you felt you eyes grow teary as he continued to call you more vulgar names with the sprinkle of him calling you annoying.

“ c-console...” you mumbled wrapping your hands on his wrists, making him let go of your throat. he froze getting closer to your face as he pulls out slowly.

“huh? Whats wrong does it hurt?” he asks rubbing away your tears with the pad of his thumb.

your lip quivered as more tears started to form. “...i-im annoying...?” you looked him in his eyes as more broken sobs leave you.

“I just wanted some attention kenma...you’re always so busy sometimes I don’t even think you remember i exist..” you muttered feeling small under his cat like stare.

he sighed kissing your cheek, falling to your. side feeling his breath hit your neck. “sorry baby i swear i didn’t mean it...you’re not annoying its my fault for not giving you attention.” he admits as you wrap around him.

“y-you promise you didn’t mean it?” you ask once more. he sneaks a hand under your head to lift you up to his chest, patting your head softly.

“ i promise. here why don’t you sit on my lap, we can do that thing you wanted to try last week...” he looks away embarrassed, you tilt your head in confusion but then realize what he was referring to. you nodded joyfully wrapping your arms around his neck, he adjusts himself for you to line up to take him. he slowly puts you back down on his cock. hissing at the returning feeling.

He smiled kissing your forehead lightly as he hugged you tight.

“better my love?”

“mhm mhm!” you said placing your head on his shoulder as you relax into him. slowly drifting away into sleep. its not much, but at-least it stuffs your very needy cunt.

matsukawa

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what lead to this? you two were just on a simple date together at a nearby mall shopping together, looking at upcoming movies, stopping by a few manga stores and bakeries to treat yourselves. overall, just enjoying the time shared together.

that is t’ill the two of ran into your ex. issei watching the two of you talk to each other not realizing how uncomfortable you really were, hiding it with a friendly facade of course going unnoticed by him since he was practically death glaring your ex.

he was basically third wheeling in your conversation with your ex. you would side eye issei hoping he’d pull you out of your situation but it was too late since his mind was cloudy with jealousy and rage.

now, leading up to your current predicament. a heavy make-out now leading to a degradation fest.

“aw whats wrong little slut can’t take me, fucking pathetic much?” he teases pounding you at a faster pace. “can’t believe my own fucking girlfriend was just there being all friendly to her ex..what don’t tell me you still want him?” he muses making you rapidly shake your head.

“ no i don’t i swear issei..just wan’ you..”you muttered eyes growing puffy from how cruel he spoke to you as he continued to suggest away of how would get him back since it seemed like you missed him from how friendly you were acting.

growing quiet at his words trying to tune out his words. it’ll all be over soon anyways, you just had to hold on a bit you told yourself. of course you were an idiot for letting him keep going.

“ maybe i should go ask how kimi’s doing act all friendly and nice towards her.” you tuned into what issei had said in horror at what he just said.

kimi, his much prettier ex who t’ill this day wasn’t over him and he knew this. throwing it in your face as he darkly chuckled at you. you removed your arms that were wrapped around his neck pulling him close. and cupped your face in your hands at the thought of your boyfriend going back to his ex. leaving you alone again.

he wouldn’t right? even though she was much prettier in every feature she had compared to you. he wouldn’t right..? right?

“f-funeral...“you sniffled making him stop all his movements and lock eyes with you. your safeword ringing in his ears.

“hey..hey no i didn’t mean it...” he quickly pulls you towards him, pulling you out of him and hugging you tight. he rocks you softly back and forth in his embrace letting all your bottle up feelings burst onto him. he quick to comfort you and pepper a few kisses on your face.

“ issei..” you mumbled against his chest. he rubs your back looking down at you.

“yes baby..?” his voice shaken with worry hoping you weren’t too mad at him.

“ i-i don’t miss him.. i was only being nice..i was uncomfortable talking to him why didn't you..” he internally punches himself for being so blind and not being able to see by all your movements how uncomfortable you were just breathing the same air as your ex.

he was too blinded by his jealousy to realize his poor baby was scared. he mumbled a curse before apologizing.

“i’m sorry baby i didn’t realize he was making you uncomfortable i should've done something..” his eyes wander away from you.

“ i was just jealous..” he admits

“but issei.. you’re all i want.” you say kissing his cheek and he smiles gracefully.

“am i-i all you want sei?”

“ duh pretty baby. everything i want and need.”

matsukawas is so short i’m so sorry ahhhh but i hope u all enjoyed <3

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