#luckily they stopped before it got mad serious

[thehighladywrites]

— “I’m just a girl!”

☀︎ — pairing: nerd/tutor azriel x bimbo/ditzy reader

☀︎ — summary: you tell azriel you don’t know what taxes are, and that you haven’t filed them ever

☀︎ — warnings: fluff, dramatic reader, azriel being sweet and educational

☀︎ — amara’s note: man i wish i was her rn💔 also this is so fucking real bc what on earth are taxes???

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“Baby, please, you have got to grasp the gravity of this situation. Not filing your taxes is no joke. You could end up behind bars for tax evasion! There was a whole mandatory course last semester, didn’t you take it?” Azriel's tone is firm, his concern painted all over his face as he stands infront of you.

When you revealed that you didn't know what taxes were or how to "file" them, Azriel got worried sick, emphasizing the importance of understanding basic responsibilities like this.

He brought you into the living room, seated you on the sofa, and stood in front of you, carefully explaining step by step why not filing taxes was illegal and how to fix the situation. However, no matter how hard you try, you can't focus on his words, your attention completely consumed by his built muscles. Your mind goes blank as you find yourself daydreaming about him taking off his shirt.

Azriel knows you’re not focusing on his words, he knows you’re ogling his body, and even though he gets warm and loves it, he needs you to focus on the topic, at least for a few minutes.

“Are you paying attention, baby?”

You honestly don’t get it at all. Like, if they take tax from you when you’re shopping, shouldn’t they already know how much you owe or whatever? And who even are the IRS? Can’t you just live your life without all this complicated stuff? Why does Azriel have to make everything so...ugh, what's the word? Complicated?

“Oh my god, Azzie! Stop it, I don’t wanna do this and I don’t understand anything. Please, I’m just a girl!” you exclaim dramatically pulling your knees to your chest as you hide your face in your hands, tears prickling in your eyes. You’re feeling completely overwhelmed by the situation and the sheer thought of dealing with stupid taxes.

Azriel sighs deeply, his brows furrowing as he takes off his glasses and rubs the bridge of his nose. If he doesn’t have a gray hair by the end of the week, he’ll consider it a win. As much as he wants you to understand what is wrong with basically committing a crime, he doesn’t want you crying, he feels sick to his stomach seeing you so sad but he just has to fucking ask.

“You’re—You're just a girl— sweetheart, what does that even mean?” he asks gently, completely flabbergasted by your statement.

You fold your arms over your chest, chin held high as you say, “Ya heard me, m’just a girl. And that means i should not be doing any of this, i should be living my best life instead of thinking about whatever taxes are.”

Azriel just looks at you with raised eyebrows, man you’re stressing him the fuck out. Luckily he caught your illegal activities early otherwise you would have gone to prison for sure. Even though he thinks it was ridiculous for a person to have never done their taxes ever, he doesn’t hold you against it. He just slumps his shoulders, taking a breather. Azriel can never be mad at you, never at his sweet angel. Especially not when you look so upset, big sparkly eyes looking at him with worry.

It’s in that moment. That tiny moment, he decides to never confront you with your mistakes. Sure you almost went to jail, but Azriel is here now. He is intelligent enough to think about the more serious issues for the both of you. And he will for the rest of his life, not because he has to, but because he wants to. He wants to take care of you.

“You’re right, my love, you shouldn’t worry about this. I’ll take care of it,” Azriel assures you, his tone gentle as he tucks a strand behind your ear.

You look up at him, eyes shiny with unshed tears as your face lights up before you stand up and jump into his arms, showering his face with kisses, your excitement bubbling over.

“Awe, you're the best baby, I love you so, so, soooo much!” you exclaimed, your words flowing freely in your ditzy excitement.

He laughs shyly, still getting nervous when you show him affection. “I love you too, beautiful.”

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[allocnddits]

welcome to my new obsession: F1

long ass thoughts about daniel x alonso!reader (daughter) im talking like 4k

warnings: SMUT (oral – M and F rec–, fingering, anal fingering, PinV, danny being kinda rough) with barely any plot, danny and reader being sluts, not proof read in lazy, AGE GAP (reader is like 20) size kink

"Are you not gonna kiss me?" you asked after dancing with him for what felt like the entire night.

"How old are you?"

"Old enough to be in here"

"That's good enough"

He lowered his head to reach your lips and kissed you hungrily. It was messy and you both tasted like alcohol but you couldn't care less.

You weren't so sure of how you ended up waking up in his hotel room with your dress unzipped, bunched up around your waist and no underwear. You sat up for a second, trying to remember who you left the club with, luckily, an alpha tauri racing shirt was laid on the chair next to the bed. Considering that you had a 50/50 chance, you were pretty lucky to get it right. "Daniel?" you called from the bed.

"Good mornin" he smiled as he came out of the bathroom, still damp, hair wet and a towel around his waist.

"Not so sure it's a good morning when I don'tremember what happened last night. Did we fuck?"

“You better hope not cause i don't see any condoms around here."

"Daniel, are you fucking serious right now?" you ask, before putting on the t-shirt he just threw at you.

"I'm kidding, alright?"

"Then what the fuck happened? Why aren't my panties on my body?" you asked almost angry at how calm he was about this.

"Hey, hey, no need to freak out. I just ate you out, alright? But I guess you were too drunk because you fell asleep almost instantly after you came on my tongue and told me I was 'too fucking good'

"Oh god, I'm sorry, this is so embarrassing. How can you be sure that happened? You were drunk too"

"Well, you were quite unforgivable, babe, pulling my hair and grinding on my face. That and the fact that I can handle my alcohol." he chuckled.

"Don't fucking laugh about this, s'not funny" you hit his stupid smile with a pillow. "God, my dad is gonna kill me. He was afraid i'd get with stroll, you know, but this? This is so much worse"

“Why am I worse than stroll?”

"Cause you're like, almost 20 years older than me. this is so messed up. How am I gonna get out of here, there are people outside." it was your home town after all, people knew you.

“I'll figure this out, okay? just wait a second and stop freaking out."

You got up from the bed, taking the rest of your dress off before walking to the bathroom. the second you saw yourself in the mirror you started washing all that old make up off, you looked destroyed. as you looked through daniels things, trying to find a face wash or a moisturizer, you heard him on the phone

"Hey, Lan, can you do me a favor?"

"Sure, mate, what's up?"

"Is your girlfriend with you?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Do you think she could borrow yn some sneakers and like, training shorts or something?"

"Why on earth are you calling about yn?"

"Well, we kinda had a thing last night and now she's like, stuck in here, only in her party dress."

"Are we fucking talking the same yn mate?"

"I would think so, yeah"

"Are you taking a fucking piss?"

"Not at all"

"Oh this is so messed up. you fucked your coworkers daughter?"

"Kinda, and i don't see how this is messed up"

"Mate, how old is she?"

"She was old enough to be in the club"

"Can you just cut it? who the fuck are you telling about us?" you came out of the bathroom, done with his conversation.

"Just Lando, I'm trynna help you out here" he told you before talking back to his phone "can you just please ask your girlfriend for the clothes? Thanks, I'll be right there." he ended the call, laying his phone on the bed as you stood right in front of him. "Don't be mad at me, alright?" he pulled you closer, in between his parted legs, and kissed your love handle, over the shirt. you ran your hand through his wet curls, locking your fingers in them when he grabbed your ass. "Dan?"

"Yeah?" he looked up at you with bright brown eyes.

"Think i can make up to you for last night?"

"Would love that, yeah"

You straddled him, hands meeting his cheeks as you kissed him. His arms wrapping around your waist, making you grind down onto his towel. You could feel him growing against you as you let the texture of the towel catch your clit. You really tried to drag out the making out but after a couple of minutes his tip as aggressively poking your thigh. “That was quick" you tease and you slide off his lap, going on your knees in front of him. You unfolded the towel that hung around his hips and almost didn't believe what you saw. "Fuck" you sighed.

"What's wrong, baby?" he teased, looking down at you and brushing your hair off your face.

"You could've given a warning" you joked before wrapping your hand around his base, leading it to your lips, you spit on the tip, using your other hand to smear it all over him, his cock so thick he fit perfectly in your fist. You started pumping slowly, looking up and holding direct eye contact with him, starting to feel hot under his stare. Your hand moved loosely around him, your palm feeling all the prominent veins of his cock before stoping at the base so you could leave a kiss on his tip.

"Stop teasing, love." he complained, slightly bucking his hips up so you took his head into your mouth. You did, gladly, sucking hardly on it before going all the way down. You couldn't quite take all of him in your mouth but you came close, the move making you slightly gag around him. You pulled away, pumping your hand while you recovered from it. You swirled your tongue on his tip, watching as he threw his head back, hands becoming fists that propped him up on the bed, you let your mouth slide down on him, always taking everything you could. Every time you had to pull away to breathe, your hands made up for it, either pressing your thumb down on his slit or running your palm against his sensitive head.

"Fuck, baby, feel so good, 'm so close" he groaned as you popped off his length with a disgustingly erotic sound, string of saliva connecting your bottom lip to his tip. "shit"

"Want you inside me. please?" you asked, taking your spot back on his lap.

“If someone ever says no to that question, love, they're going insane." he smiled against your neck before kissing down to your shoulder. His hand went back down to your ass, lifting the shirt you wore and spreading your cheeks apart, his long finger reaching for your opening. he circled it, spreading your wetness around before dipping into you, making you wiggle your hips till you got used to the feeling. As much as you just wanted him inside you, he barely fit in your mouth so you knew this was necessary. When he slipped the second finger in, your head fell onto his shoulder and as a gagged moan fell out of your lips you felt him smile against the skin of your neck.

“Think you're ready, baby?" he whispered in your ear and you nodded. Daniel pulled his fingers out of you, reaching for a condom on the bedside table and putting it on before lifting your hips till his tip tapped your hole. His hands on your ass started lowering you onto him, you were unbelievably tight compared to his girth and it had you squeezing him so good.

"Dan" you called, face buried in his neck, hands running through the short curls at the back of his head, "so fucking big." you sighed as you tried to make him bottom out inside you. he couldn't help but chuckle against your neck, he already knew he was too big for your petite figure but you were not giving up on taking him whole. You felt bad enough for using him the previous night, you needed to make him feel good.

"Don't need to take it all if you can't, baby" he said before laying back on his elbows, watching you struggle as you took him in, a smirk never leaving his face. When he finally watched himself bottom out in you he sat back up.

"Doing so good, didn't think you'd be able to take it." he whispered to your lips before crashing them against his.

Daniel lifted your shirt till he met your tits and started to give them attention, kissing and sucking, kneading and bitting, all of it borderline overwhelming as you were still getting used to him inside you. He had both of his arms wrapped around your waist, holding you as close as he could as you started grinding against him. He was sucking on your tits so hard, making you wetter by the second, as he moved his hips to meet yours.

"Dan, fuck, feel so good, so big" you whispered against his lips before kissing him, it being so deep and intense that you slowed down your hip movements. Daniel, however, made sure to increase his movements, fucking up into you. even though you were the one trying to make up to him, he was the one who seemed to be doing everything in his power to make you feel good.

With a particular thrust, you let a moan out into his mouth making him part the kiss and take his lips down your chest again. the attention he was paying to your boobs was driving you insane, all the kissing and sucking being almost too much. your moans becoming louder with every thrust of his as he let out groans against your skin.

"fuck, so fucking close, cmon, baby, don't stop." he said in your ear, making you shiver. you sped up your bouncing on his lap and started clenching on purpose around him. it wasn't long before he came with a deep moan in your ear. Barely taking time to enjoy his release, he flipped you over onto the bed, one hand beside your head, holding himself up and the other right down to your clit, circling it as he trusted a few last times into you, his softening dick still making you feel full. "come for me, baby, need to make sure you're done too" he whispered.

"so close, just a little more, please" you begged and he thrusted into you one last time, making you cum. he immediately fell on you, burring his face in the crook of your neck as you came back from your high. “‘kay, get off, still need to get out of here."

"yeah, okay. i'll just get dressed and i'll get you some clothes." He flipped off you, pulling his towel to cover himself again.

"have you seen my phone?" you asked, looking around the room. he handed it to you, along with a charger and pointed to the outlet by the bed.

You watched him get dressed as you waited for your phone to turn on, his muscles on display for you, gradually being covered by some shorts and a tshirt, leaving most of his tattoos uncovered. You couldn't help but let your eyes wander around his body, his muscles, his hair and his nose, you pressed your thighs together at the thought of riding his face and pulling his hair, having his beard scratch your legs, god, you wish you weren't so drunk the night before to remember how good he was.

"be right back" he warned, pulling you out of your daydreaming before leaving the room. as he left, you decided to get up to take a shower, you still smelled like alcohol and daniels cologne from the night before.

While you were in the shower daniel headed to landos room, knocking on the door when he reached it. "mornin' mate"

"did you fucking do her again?" Lando accused as soon as he opened the door, noticing his friends smile and his flushed cheeks

"none of your business, dude." he pushed lando on the shoulder. "thanks for the clothes, though, really saving my ass here. see you later, yeah? still coming with me?"

"sure, see you" he said, clearly just trying to get rid of daniel.

and he did leave, walking back to his room with the shorts and shoes in his hand. "m back, got your clothes" he laid it on the bed before starting to collect his things from the room.

"thanks" you said after coming out of the shower in your towel. you got dressed, annoyingly going commando since you couldn't find your underwear anywhere in his room, and started collecting your stuff too. “think i'm good to go"

"wait" he stopped you "here" daniel placed a cap on your head, tightening it and handing you sunglasses. "ll make sure you get your dress and shoes back, 'kay? will you be in spain?"

"course, but only on saturday. ill text you the place when i get there, so, like, check your dms or something" you commented already going out the door and checking your phone to know where you'd be meeting your dad.

the next time you saw daniel was on monday afternoon.

you went to a coffee shop at the airport after saying goodbye to your dad for a week. he was walking past and stopped immediately when he saw you, approaching your table and asking if he could sit.

"sure, go ahead" you weren't exactly happy about the situation, still afraid this would get to your dad, he wasn't opposed to you dating anyone but, this was his coworker and he was 15 years older than you.

"i got something for you. was gonna wait to give it to you later but i thought you might be needing it." he pulled a small piece of fabric from the pocket of his jeans and bunched it inside his fist before giving it to you.

the second you realized what it was you kicked his leg under the table. "daniel! for fucks sake, have you completely lost your mind?"

"just thought you'd wanna be wearing this again next time you throw yourself at me at the club."

"don't worry, won't be doing that ever again. wasn't really worth it, too much effort, not enough pleasure, you know?" you teased before taking a sip of your coffee.

"sure, keep telling yourself that. listen, i gotta go, see you in like, what, three days?"

"five" you corrected, also getting up from the table.

your next encounter was on saturday night.

Daniel had gotten pole position on quali and as of mandatory gone partying. It was actually insane to you how he managed to end up in the same club as you in a city as big as barcelona. maybe he saw your story and found out where you were but you didn't mind to check.

You were just sitting on the bar, mindlessly flirting with some guy that didn't have a single chance when you saw him. You decided to ignore, not minding his presence while you talked to someone else, but he reached you first. He walked over to you from behind so you didn't notice till his hand was discreetly on your waist, the guy your were taking to left as soon as he realized who daniel was.

"You gotta be fucking kidding me" you said, loud enough so he could hear it, slipping out of the stool

"Hello to you too." he smiled

"what are you doing here?"

"Celebrating. Got fucking pole position" he said, taking a sip of his drink.

"Are you gonna be able to maintain it drinking like this?"

"First and only" he lifted his beer bottle. "Wanna dance?"

Now Daniel wasn’t the best at dancing – though he did love to –, but when your hips caught his he knew exactly what to do, they followed yours to the rhythm of the music and his hands roamed through your body with yours on top. You danced through a few songs as Daniel tried kissing you, you denied, knowing that as soon as you kissed him, you’d want to go home with him.

“Just a kiss, c’mon” he whispered, beard scratching on your neck.

You shook your head, turning around to face him and taking his hand. “Just dance with me, yeah?” you smiled, starting to fold your knees and using his handhold as support, in seconds you were on the floor, twearking as you stared at him. You caught his lips moving as he cussed at the view, now if he didn’t go home with you tonight he would go insane. Daniel helped you up, watching you come up from the floor while swaying your hips.

“Stop playing me, we’re gonna do this or not?” he asked you with some level of dominance, something you found extremely hot on that moment. You nodded, pulling him away from the crowd by the hand, when you got out he just looked at the valet and in matter of a minute his Aston Martin was by the door. Daniel helped you into the car before settling himself.

“We can go to my apartment, it’s a bit messy cause i just got there today but, no cameras.” you suggested

“Is it close?” you nodded “lead the way.”

In about 15 minutes you were inside your house, he looked around as you kissed what you reached of his neck, his hands sat on your ass cheeks. “Danny, come on” you groaned against his chest as you unbuttoned his shirt.

“Just looking for somewhere i can fuck you, baby. Think i just found it.” he picked you up from the floor, caring you over to your couch and laying you on it. Daniel easily climbed on top of you, kissing on your neck and visible parts of your chest. Your legs wrapped around hism, making your dress ride up and pool around your waist.

“Dan” you whispered in his ear, hoping it would make him act faster. It just made him quickly grind down on you before going on his knees.

“Gotta make sure you remember how good i make you feel in the morning this time, baby.” he teased as he spread your legs, placing himself between them. Daniel hooked his arms underneath your thighs, settling you to be face to face with your heat. He blew against your aching core, sending shivers down your spine making you close your knees. “love the reactions your body has to me, baby, but keep these apart, wanna make you feel good.”

You threw your head back as your hands went to his hair, you ran your fingers through the curls and pulled him closer to you.He kissed your clit through your thong, smirking as he pulled it to the side and swiped his finger between your lips, guiding it to his lips and sucking on it. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you watched him do it.

“Daniel, stop teasing. Just eat me out already, please” you cried out.

He smiled as he pulled your panties down your legs. Daniel kissed and licked your thighs, ignoring your wish, the teasing driving you insane. Two of his fingers split your lips open, your wet cunt now completely exposed to him, he kissed around it, the creases between your thighs and your middle and the bottom of your stomach before planting a kiss right on your lips, anticipation killing you by the second.

“Danny, please. Need you now” you groaned not even thinking about how desperate you sounded, when he had barely touched you.

“You talk a lot less when you’re drunker, love. Maybe I should get some more alcohol in you before fucking this pretty cunt” he whispered as his fingers circled your hole, a sigh of relief leaving your lips immediately.

He grinned at your reaction before his lips met your heat again. They kissed your hole, tongue slightly dipping into you before making its way up. His flat tongue traced from the bottom of your vulva all the way up to your clit, lapping at it. His hand made their way up your waist under your shirt, trying to reach your chest but your shirt was too tight. “Off” he mumbled against your skin.

“what?” your question made him lift his head, letting you catch a glimpse of his lips, glistening with your wetness.

“Off. Take your shirt off.”

You pulled your top over your head, throwing it to the side before your hands made their way back to his hair. His fingers tweaked your nipples between them before palming your boobs entirely. He started fucking you with his tongue, penetrating it slowly as the bridge of his nose caught your clit, giving you the lightest of pressure whenever he moved his face around. His tongue left your hole when you stopped giving him reactions, mouth now working on sucking your clit.

“Danny, please” you moaned when his lips left your clit and started teasing by sucking on your lips. Your begging made him give up the teasing.

The tip of his tongue circled your clit before liking up and down your hole, his nose hitting your sensitive nub again. A soft moan left your mouth as he moved his head side to side, using his nose to stimulate your clit but he stopped as soon as you did. You looked down at him, about to complain but you caught a challenging look in his eyes and understood what he wanted. You started grinding your hips against his face, the pressure of his nose just perfect and in a couple of seconds he had you uncontrollably humping on his face.

“Dan, ‘m so close” you sighed.

He let you use him for your release as his tongue lapped at your dripping hole, the noises his mouth was making so unholy. His pants were getting uncomfortably tighter by the second, he needed you on his cock. Gladly, you, too, were desperate to have him. You came the second he penetrated you with two fingers, ridding down your high as he curled them inside you. His head left the space between your legs and came up to face you.

“Don’t go sleepy on me this time” he joked “wanna fuck you so bad.”

“Fuck, Dan. Let’s go to my room, please, need you.” you mumbled as he kissed your neck, hands snaking under your ass to lift you up. he effortlessly carried you inside, opening the door he guessed was the main bedroom and threw you on the bed. You giggled, watching as he unbuckled his belt and undid his pants before pushing his already unbuttoned shirt off his shoulders and taking off the tshirt he had under it. His hands looked for the zipper on your sparkly skirt and pulled it down, sliding it off your legs, leaving you completely bare in front of him. You pulled him down making him lay over you, holding his torso up with his forearms beside your head.

“Wait, wait, wait” he mumbled into the kiss, getting up again to take off his pants for good after kicking his boots away. He then laid over you again, kissing every single inch of your neck as you tried desperately to grind up onto him and feel his hardness. “so fucking impatient, you are. Have you got any condoms here?”

“Probably” you turned on your side, reaching for your bedside table and found a single one, handing it to him after checking the expiration date. You watched as he opened and put it on, mesmerized by how hot he looked in agony. Seconds later he was lowering his hips, finally penetrating you, his thick cock spreading you up and making your walls burn. “Fuck, Dan, so fucking big” your legs wrapped around his hips, driving them deeper inside of you.

Daniel groaned in your ear when he bottomed out inside you, the feeling of your cunt swallowing him being ridiculously overwhelming. His lips met yours as he started to grind onto you, hips building up the pace till he was pounding into you. All you could do was moan uncontrollably, if you saw the state you were in you’d be embarrassed but when you had his dick buried inside you it really didn’t matter.

“Daniel, please, faster” you begged, making his hips start snapping against yours. You smiled, feeling every thought slip out of your mind as he fucked your pussy, it hurt so bad but so good, you could feel the tears running down your cheeks.

When he lifted his face up from the crook of your neck he finally saw the state you were in. His hips slowed down reluctantly as he starred at your face. You were about to complain but he cut you off. “You okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, shit, don’t stop, Daniel, please.” you kissed him to show that you were fine, making him speed his movements again. He tried carrying the kiss but your mouth started falling open in pleasure, just whining and mumbling in his ear, you needed more, apparently. So Daniel lifted his body up and threw your legs over his shoulders, shoving a pillow under your hips, you cloud feel every single inch of him as he snapped into you.

“Do you ever shut up?” he teased, annoyed with all the options you had to give on his performance. He then took his two middle fingers and pushed them past your lips. The sight of you sucking on the fingers of his tatted hand driving him crazy. Daniel felt possessive and controlling and you weren’t complaining, felt great having someone wreck you completely. His right hand traveled down from your thigh to your clit, circling it ferociously because he could see and feel how close you were. You came with a embarrassingly loud moan just after a few seconds of his fingers on you, squirting on him and yourself. It dripped down your folds wetting his cock and down the back of your thighs that stamped on his as he still snapped inside you.

“God, you’re gonna be the death of me.” he admired the view in front of him. His fingers were still in your mouth but not sucking anymore, your hands loose above your head, all your muscles shutting down as you let go of the tension that had been building up inside you. He pulled his fingers from your mouth, and his cock out of you before straightening his back “Flip” his hands each side of your hip helping with the transition.

He pushed himself inside you again, the burning sensation less intense now that he had already stretched you on his cock. His thrusts started slow, taking his time to pick up the pace and fixate his eyes on your body. Your head was laid flat on the bed as you arched your back to the maximum, he took notice of your hair splattered out on the covers, of your waist and how small it looked with his hand around it and lastly of your asshole. It was wet from your arousal and release, glistening under the lights and calling for him, he could see it clench around nothing.

Daniel moved his hand from your waist, taking it to his mouth and sucking and spitting on his thumb before folding over you, your back to his chest as he circled the finger around your hole. “Breathe” he whispered in your ear watching you nod before pulling away to watch as his thumb entered you. “Shit” he moaned, felling how tight you were around him, the overwhelming sensation of penetration making your cunt and asshole clench around him in a synchronized motion.

“Daniel, please, just cum, can’t do it anymore, too much.” you groaned against the pillow, feeling overstimulated and used. “Fuck, cum on my ass, Daniel” you whispered, knowing it would drive him insane.

“Fuck” he sighed before he pulled out and ripped the condom off of him, watching your gapping hole clench. The hand that had a finger inside you pulled you closer by the ass, making it rest against his thighs and he pumped his fist around his cock till his cum painted your back with ropes of white. “Shit, shit, shit. Don’t you fucking move” he reached for his pants and pulled out his phone, his thumb immediately making its way back to your hole so he could snap a picture. “That might be the prettiest sight of all, babygirl.”

Daniel pulled out completely, pushing your hip so you fell on your side, your body immediately curling up and shutting down on the mattress. You were a mess, spit covering half of your face, your thighs slippery with arousal and now your back covered in cum.

“Dan?” he hummed “there’s a small towel in my suitcase, right on top. Can you wet it a bit and bring it to me? Please?”

“Yeah, don’t worry i’ll clean you up. Just let me sort myself out first.” he was slightly out of breath too, you could hear it in his voice “Fuck, baby. You okay?” you nodded against the pillow. “Too week to shower right now, yeah? We can shower in the morning.” he said after seeing that your thighs were still quivering.

He got up from the edge of the bed where he was sitting and grabbed the towel from your bag before leaving the room. He came back a few minutes later with a bottle of water and the dampened towel. He dragged it against your thighs, lifting the right one so he could get to your messy middle. Being extremely careful with it he cleaned you up entirely, making sure to leave his cum for last to not spread it all over you.

“Here, got some water.” you sat up against the headboard taking the bottle from his hands. As you drank your water you watched him put his boxers back on and pick up his clothes from the floor, folding them messily and putting them on top of your dresser, his keys and wallet beside them.

“Daniel, just leave it. Turn off the light and come here. ‘M tired.”

He did what you asked and got under the covers, bringing them up to your chest as you laid with your back turned to him. He scooted closer and pulled you in easily with an arm around your waist.

“I’m a cuddler, gonna have to deal with that.” he smiled against your neck, leaving a small kiss before tucking your head right beneath his own so you were comfortably fit in his embrace.

#daniel ricciardo #daniel riccardo x reader #daniel ricciardo smut #f1 #a writes

[nathaslosthershit]

Off in His Own Little World

Pairing: Jack Hughes x Reader

Summary: When two people love each other very much…

Warnings: Talk of baby makin’ and the beginnings of it

A/N: This was originally a Quinn fic but I just realized I already have a Quinn fic about him getting baby fever and his brothers being annoying so I had to change most of it to fit Jack instead.

Jack had taken his girlfriend to his parents house for the holidays. He knew one of his cousins had recently had a baby, what he hadn’t expected was for the baby to be so adorable, for the infant to get so attached to his partner of two years, and for it to mess with his head so much. Seeing her with the baby had changed him. All he could think about now was her with a baby, with his baby. 

It had begun to piss her off. Jack was in his own little world so much of the time and he refused to acknowledge the difference in his attitude or explain himself. After a full day of socializing, she was tired and just wanted her boyfriend to stop staring off into the distance.

“Okay what the fuck is wrong with you?”

“I’m sorry?” Her harsh words immediately took him out of his daydream. One with her on a boat, at the lake house, with a sleeping baby in her arms. It was his new favorite thing to imagine. He almost went back into his hazy state but was interrupted again by her agitated voice.

“You have been somewhere else for the past three days, Jack! It has been so hard having to do all the socializing because you have been practically catatonic. What is going on? Where are you going?”

She began to get more desperate the longer he stayed silent till he let out a quiet, “I want one.”

“You want what, Jack?”

“A baby”

“...I don’t know what you expect me to do about that”

“I can think of a few things…” “Jack, we are 22 and unmarried. I think the media would lose their mind if you got me pregnant. I mean seriously, they would think you are irresponsible or that I baby trapped you. People are going to start questioning if your priorities are with the team or your family and frankly-” He cuts her off with a kiss. A passionate one. One she knows is just to distract her. One that will definitely lead Jack to getting what he wants if she doesn’t stop it first.

“Jack, I am serious. Why all of a sudden?”

“It's not all of a sudden! I have wanted this for a while. I just- I didn’t know if I wanted to hear what you would say. Yes, I know we are young. Yes, some fans would get mad but fuck them. People will always be mad no matter what I do and there will always be reasons not to do it.”

Now it was her turn to stay silent.

“...do you really want one?”

“More than anything.”

“...Okay”

“Okay? That's it? I mean if you don’t want one then thats not-”

“I want a baby. I want a baby with you. And if you are ready, really ready, then why not.” He kisses her again. Even harder than the first time, if that is even possible. 

In what feels like seconds they are on the bed, her hands in his hair as he starts to kiss her lips, her neck, then her stomach. He takes her pants off and goes to kiss her thighs right before he hears someone yelling out-

“Jack! Come on man, Quinn, Dad, and I are gonna play pool and we need another person for pairs. Come down!” Luke screams. This stops Jack for a few seconds before he moves up to kiss you again.

“Jack, he won’t sto-”

“He will if we ignore him.”

“Jack! Get off her and let’s go” His brother yells once more. This, momentarily, stops Jack’s assault on your lips.

“I really do not like him right now.” She says.

“I never do.” He is getting desperate at this point. After years of his brothers ruining shit for him, this is the one moment he begs some higher power to give him peace.

She finally pushes him off her neck to make eye contact.

“Honey, he won’t stop.”

“He will. He has to. And I’m trying to get you pregnant so can you please be quiet and let me work.”

Luckily, Luke seemed to have given up after screaming a few more times. He was pissed at Jack in the morning for ignoring him, but the flustered look on your two faces at breakfast stopped him from bringing it up. And a month later when he found out he was going to be an uncle, he had already forgotten about the whole thing.

Jack didn't. He was still mad.

#jack hughes x reader #nhl imagine #jack hughes imagine

[stinkyme]

Hello! Finally it's Chuuya's turn! :D I hope you like it and enjoy it! :)

CW/TW: NSFW, fem!reader, jealousy (kinda), established relationship, reader is wearing a skirt for practicality reasons, semi-public sex (in the office), reader gives Chuuya blowjob & handjob beneath the table, ejaculation in the mouth, shoe riding (reader), Chuuya uses "sweetheart" because reader used it for someone else, prideful reader..kinda, reassurance & apologizing (reader), rougher sex, creampie, if I forgot anything please let me know! :)

* shoe will be cleaned before, don't worry

** I didn't want to make Chuuya as mean and serious as others given that I don't think he would ever be mean to his s/o + given his insecurities and stuff, I imagine him rather shutting down when seriously jealous and hurt than anything. So, I decided to make this lighthearted and Chuuya more so "sassy" and bitter, therefore it's more chill & silly I suppose :3

I apologize for any mistakes in advance! :)

Jealousy sex || Chuuya Nakahara x Reader

"Ahh, you are the cutest!" you say loudly in front of Chuuya's office door, talking to one of your coworkers. This conversation has been going on for a while now, filled with your loud laughs, giggles and praises.

"Look who is speaking. You are the cutest one here..honestly, it makes it easier to come to work in the morning..or night." your coworker replies, so obviously flirting.

Chuuya was already losing his patience, but at this moment all he could do was remain silent as he was waiting for you. There are few parts he can't hear, but this one he hears perfectly.

"Well, thank you so much sweetheart! I will let him know, no worries at all." you say in the sweetest voice you could, making sure Chuuya heard every word.

Frankly, you just thought it would be a little bit funny to see him jealous. You had no ill or malicious intent, you just wanted to get a small reaction out of him.

You open the door, entering Chuuya's office. He was sitting down, evidently piled up in paperwork.

"They finally finished this, luckily it only needs your signature." you say in a bright, happy tone as you walk to his desk, leaving the papers on the side. Chuuya doesn't even lift his head as he speaks.

"Yeah, thanks sweetheart." he says in a slightly bitter tone and it makes you feel excited. You decide to play dumb.

"Aww, you never call me that." you say in a softer tone, observing him.

"Yeah? It seems that's what we call our coworkers here." he says in a disinterested tone, trying to play it off.

"I am more than just your coworker, you know?" you raise your eyebrow, tone barely offended. He remains silent as the sound of the pen fills up the room.

Well, there you have it.

"Okay...can you just sign those papers so I can bring them back?" you ask, losing the playfulness.

"I don't think you will be going anywhere." he says in a mixture of certainess and slyness.

"But-"

"They can wait." he puts the paper together, gently dropping them on the table for them all to line up. He finally looks at you, his expression revealing hints of frustration.

"You seem mad." you say, corners of your lips resisting a smile. You slowly walk up to him as he turns his chair a bit, making an opening for you.

"I am not mad, merely frustrated." he sighs out as you position yourself on his lap. He places his hand on your waist almost instantly.

"Yeah? Something I can help with?" you gently tilt your head as your voice drops a little bit lower. 

"Surely, maybe stop flirting with people right outside my office." he says in a lower tone as well, but not as lustful like yours.

"So everywhere else is fine?" you tease him as you wrap your arms around his neck, giving him a needy look.

"Watch your mouth." his voice is sharp and his eyes squint in momentary frustration. 

"Ahh, are you jealous?" you tease more, gently brushing your fingertips on the back of his head.

"Hah, don't make me laugh." he chuckles, but you can tell your little joke got to him. You shift a bit in his lap.

It kinda gets to you as well, knowing how good he treats you.

This was unnecessary.

You get slightly lost in thoughts. Chuuya notices and begins slowly kissing your neck which snaps you back into the moment. He gently bites on your skin before he leans his lips closer to your ear.

"If you feel bad, I am sure your mouth can do much more than just annoy me and make me laugh." he whispers, voice a bit raspy and you feel your lower tummy filling with excitement. You give him a little smile and begin gently kissing behind his ear, your fingers playing with his hair as you do. He lets out a little sigh and you can feel his cock getting harder beneath you. You lean away from his neck and get off his lap, placing a quick kiss on his lips. You position yourself beneath the table just in case someone walks in.

Chuuya turns his chair more towards you. You unzip and unbutton his pants as he lifts his hips, helping you to slide his pants and boxers down. His cock is half-hard and you wrap your hand around it, stroking it at a medium pace. Chuuya lets out a little whimper of pleasure and relaxation as his cock quickly gets fully hard inside the pressure of your palm. He keeps watching you, his gaze lingering over your face as his cock throbs inside your palm. You lean closer, your lips slowly wrapping around the tip of his cock. You place your hands on his inner thighs for balance and better access. Your tongue circles around the tip, barely touching it and Chuuya places his shaky hand on top of your head, letting out a soft moan.

You gently rub the tip of your tongue over the rubbery portion of the skin, right beneath his tip. His hips slightly jerk forward as this spot is quite sensitive for Chuuya. He begins slowly thrusting his hips and you meet his movement with your head. You gently suck in your cheeks, pressuring his length as your tongue trails over the underside of his cock. He lets out a bit louder moan as you begin moving faster, creating more vacuum-like sensation and stimulating all of his sweet spots.

Chuuya thrusts his hips deeper, the tip of his cock kissing the back of your throat and you slightly gag. You squeeze his thighs as you keep bobbing your head up and down, moving your tongue in zig-zag motion from time to time. He lets out a sharp groan as you keep applying more pressure and moving faster without giving him a break. You slide one of your hands over his inner thigh, gently cupping his balls and massaging them with your palm and fingertips. He lets a loud gasp, his cock twitching inside your mouth. You slightly arch your back, feeling the precum leaking and coating your panties.

You keep on twirling your tongue around his cock and make your way to the tip, again making a vacuum-like sensation as you suck on it. The tip of your tongue rolls over his meatus, gently pressing in from time to time. Chuuya lets out whimpers and quieter moans more frequently as you bring your other hand and stroke the rest of his cock. He begins quivering in his seat, hips jolting from time to time as he grips your hair slightly. You begin pressuring his balls a little bit more as your tongue slides over the sides of his tip - moving in endless circles. Your strokes become faster and you can feel him pulsing inside your palm.

"Fuck-!" he lets out a bit loudly, a gasp preventing him from speaking further. You smile as you continue your treatment, your panties soaking at this point.

Chuuya's body starts twitching more as he gets closer to his release, throwing his head back to lean against the chair back. He lets out guttural whimpers and moans as you keep up your pace, stimulating all of his sensitive parts and spots. You feel his precum melting on your tongue and it quickly turns into thicker portions. Chuuya is breathing heavily, his breath short and quick as moans keep filling up the room. You feel his tip twitch inside your mouth as he becomes silent for a moment, multiple thick portions of cum finally leaking out of his tip.

As soon as he begins orgasming, he continues letting out shaky moans, his thighs twitching. You keep stroking his cock throughout the whole length of his climax. You swiftly slide your tongue over his meatus, cleaning it as well as swallowing all the cum he released inside your mouth. You slowly let go of his balls as his body relaxes. Using an opportunity, you roughly suck on his sensitive tip a few more times, earning a few loud gasps and a sharp whimper from Chuuya. You let go of his cock as you unwrap your lips, observing his slightly red tip. He swallows, his breathing a bit more intense due to the last move you pulled.

"So, did I earn your forgiveness?" you ask teasingly as you clean the corners of your mouth with your finger. Chuuya gives you a look that was almost telling you "as if".

"You will have to work a bit harder for that." he says slightly breathless as he opens the drawer of the table. You begin slowly standing up and he swiftly puts you back down using his hand. He pushes the top of your head and you kneel in front of him again.

"Not so quick." he says in a serious tone as he takes out the wipe using it to clean his leather shoe.

"I still have paperwork to do, if you want to please yourself.." he pauses and taps his foot on the ground.

"You are mean." you say, slightly pouting.

"You are lucky I even cleaned it." he says with a bitter tone and you furrow your eyebrows at him.

"I am simply busy, sweetheart." he mimics the way you said it before. You sigh out as it seems he hasn't forgiven you yet. 

You slide your panties to the side as you spread your legs as much as possible for your clit to reach the shoe. Your arms wrap around his calf as you try to rub your clit, very unsuccessfully.

Of course he had to make it as impractical as possible. A dickhead.

"Could you at least lift it a little bit?" you ask in a slightly annoyed tone.

"Sure." he says as he doesn't look at you, his cheek resting on his hand as he uses his other hand to write. He lifts his foot abruptly which results in your pussy getting a light slap. You let out a little yelp and Chuuya doesn't even react. You begin slowly grinding on his shoe, your clit finally receiving awaited friction. Embarrassed? Of course you feel a bit embarrassed, but you are too needy to care. You cling onto his calf more as he continues doing the paperwork, not paying attention. A light moan escapes your throat as you rub against the very sensitive spot. 

However, your panties keep slipping back into place which annoys you. You let go of his calf, using one of your hands to keep your panties on the side as you use the other one to provide you support from behind, angling your hips a bit better. Unfortunately, with how cramped it is, it just irritates you even more as there is barely any proper friction. You are too prideful right now, so you keep barely riding his leather shoe, letting out a few moans here and there as you rub the right spot.

Thankfully, you are wet enough so this shouldn't take too long even if orgasm doesn't end up to be intense. You keep on riding his shoe, arching your back a bit more to find a better angle. You finally do as your clit only slides over the tip of his shoe. You let out softer moans, trying to be as quiet as possible. Your movement is quick as you are eager and desperate to cum. Chuuya suddenly lowers the shoe, as soon as your moans get louder, leaving your pussy deprived.

"I know you have evident issues with your loudness, but you will have to keep it down." he says in a serious tone as he looks down at you. 

"Funny coming from you." you say with a slightly accusatory tone.

"It's not my loudness that you have a problem with." you say irritated and he just gives you a small shrug, a little sly smile spreading on his face.

"And your pants are still down, so, you definitely don't bother thinking about somebody walking in or hearing anything." you say bitterly and he shrugs again. You know he just wants to delay your orgasm or make you beg for him.

"You saw right through me. Now what, sweetheart?" he asks in a lower tone.

"Oh will you let that go?! You are a vengeful man." you say slightly louder as you move up, almost hitting your head on the table. He just lifts his foot again, slapping your pussy once more and you gasp out. You almost immediately begin riding his shoe, in a messy and incoherent pace as you are getting annoyed.

You hear Chuuya chuckle as he watches you struggle and you slap his leg. A little "fuck you asshole" escapes your mouth before you can even think it through and your blood freezes as Chuuya's gaze becomes heavy.

"What was that?" he asks, tone low and almost threatening.

"Nothing." you reply quickly as you continue riding his shoe, now more shaky.

"Nothing?" he says as he gives you a prolonged gaze. You let out a small whimper as he lifts his foot a bit more, roughly pressing it into your cunt. You keep on rubbing your clit, quickly building up your orgasm. Your squeeze on his calf tightens as your pussy begins clenching around nothing, a warm heat spreading inside your lower tummy. Chuuya's gaze is heavy and he isn't looking away, completely focusing on you. You keep letting out softer whimpers as your thighs begin to weaken, first waves of orgasm tingling inside your lower tummy.

You are so desperate to cum; you can feel the precum sliding down your pussy and tickling your inner lips. You let out a bit of a sharper moan as you feel your orgasm fully on the edge. Your body is tense, besides your hips that keep rolling in and out, twitching more and more. Just as you are about to reach your release, Chuuya slides his foot away making your hips drop. You drop on the ground and the first thing that comes out of your mouth is desperation.

"Fine! I get it! I am sorry, please let me cum!" you say in a quick and defeated tone. Chuuya almost laughs.

"I have never gotten a worse apology...or begging." he says as he raises his eyebrow.

"...I wasn't begging." you say quietly. You feel a bit prideful, but you feel your pussy tingle with a need for release.

"...Fine..I am sorry for...flirting with that person and calling them a sweetheart, I will never do it again!" you close your eyes as you apologize, unable to look at him.

"I am sorry for calling you an asshole..and for telling you to fuck yourself." you say a bit quieter, looking to the side.

"And?" he asks, obviously amused by your state.

"...And...you are the only one for me, I truly had no intentions of hurting you or anything like that..it was just a stupid way for me to get a reaction out of you. I am really sorry." you say in a softer tone as you finally look at him. 

"Happy?" you cross your arms as you look to the side again.

"Not quite." he says as he moves the chair back, taking your forearm and pulling you towards him. You uncross your arms and finally stand up, your legs feeling sore. He gently lifts you up, holding you beneath your thighs and places you on the table. 

"There is still some frustration I have to deal with, partly because of the work and mostly because of you." he says in a lower tone as he spreads your legs with his hands. 

"But I apologized." you say slightly confused.

"You did, but that asshole, "makes it easier to come to work, blah blah", didn't." he imitates the coworker and it makes you chuckle a little bit.

"And I would rather take it out on you." his tone switches to a lickerish one that sends a quick knot inside your tummy. He gently kisses the side of your neck as he slowly pumps his cock couple of times. He lifts up your skirt and his fingers slide your panties to the side as he aligns his tip with your inner lips, quickly sliding his cock in with one fast thrust. Both of you gasp in as he picks up the pace, his hands resting on top of your thighs. He thrusts quickly, not giving a single break to your g-spot.

"Try to keep quiet, even though I doubt you will be able to." he teases, slightly breathless as his whimpers follow quickly. You narrow your eyebrows, wanting to protest but all that comes out of your mouth are soft moans. You wrap your arms around his neck, your legs too weak to move. His skin is slapping yours, producing loud and wet sounds as his pace remains relentless. Chuuya's whimpers turn into softer groans each time his cock reaches the deepest spot inside of you. You feel lightheaded and blissful as all of your sweet spots get stimulated, especially when your most sensitive one gets pressured. You let out louder moans, your breath cutting shorter and shorter as he keeps pounding into you. He presses his lips against yours, muffling the sounds. You part your lips and his tongue finds yours quickly, the two of you panting inside each other's mouth.

You move one of your hands and slide your fingers beneath his choker, pulling him closer as the pleasure gets too good. Chuuya swiftly extends his thumb, finding your clit and begins making slow circles on it, complimenting and toning down the vigorous pace of his hips. You gasp out as your tummy twirls with heat, finding strength to squeeze his hips with your thighs. You slowly pull away from the kiss, swallowing quickly as your moans get louder. Chuuya narrows his hips a little bit, reaching even deeper as he does so. You choke out a sharp whine as the sensations get overwhelming, your orgasm coming in prolonged, warm waves.

You slide your fingers out of the grip of Chuuya's choker and neck, gripping on his messed up shirt. His cock starts twitching inside of you as your pussy pulsates and warms up around him, your climax closer. Each time his cock twitches it sends a jolting sensation through your tummy and chest as it pressures your sensitive spot. Your tummy warms up even more, the heat reaching your neck and cheeks as Chuuya keeps circling his thumb on your clit as well as the merciless pace of his hips. Little gasps escape your throat, merging with Chuuya guttural groans.

Your release is on its brink, making your body shake and become weak. With a few more gentle circles and heavy, deep thrusts you finally reach your climax, eyes rolling in the back of your head. Your heavy panting, gasping and moaning drowns out Chuuya's grunts and whimpers. Your legs become weak, falling off of Chuuya's hips as your orgasm reaches its peak. His pace becomes messier as he moves his thumb away from your clit, closer to his own release. His groans and whimpers turn into heavy panting as he places his hands on your hips, squeezing them tightly. He puts his head close to your neck, leaning his cheek on yours and letting his warm, quick breath spread on your ear. It makes your pussy clench around him a couple of times and he lets out a loud gasp, twitching inside of you.

He bites into your neck as he finally reaches his orgasm, releasing a few thicker ropes of cum inside of you. The sensation sends tingles up your spine as your legs shiver, a soft moan slipping past your lips. He slows down his pace, making one last deep thrust and staying like that for a few moments. He slowly lets go of your neck, placing a soft kiss on your lips with his trembling ones. Your breathing calms down and he shakily pulls out, trying not to make a mess. You feel shaky yourself as you slowly get off of the table. As you adjust your skirt and panties, you finally speak up.

"For what it's worth, seeing you here makes coming to work easier." you say with a soft smile. Chuuya stops adjusting his pants as he looks at you with a confused and unimpressed gaze.

"We literally live together." he deadpans as he zips his pants.

"Oh." you say slightly surprised, nodding to yourself.

"And it takes five hours to drag your ass out of bed." he continues in a more playful tone.

"Hey! That's only because you-" he cuts you off with a quick kiss.

"I know you enjoy seeing me here, but get back to work before we get fired or worse." he says a bit teasingly as he hands you the papers.

"But-"

"Goodbye sweetheart, I love you." he winks as he places a kiss on your cheek as he quickly leaves the office.

You will definitely get him back for this once you come home.

The End :) <3

I hope you liked it and enjoyed it! :D <3

Thank you so much for all the love and support, it means a lot to me! :) <3

Forehead kisses for everyone :3

tags: @r-e-m-i <3 @sukiischaotic <3

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[gojoux]

『 𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 (2) 』

· Pairing: Geto Suguru x Reader

· Summary: You confront the little brat in her room. Luckily for her, you boyfriend is there to stop you before you went further.

· CW: 3.1k // You and the brat calling each other bitches lmao. Arguments. Act of threatening. Hair pulling. Slapping. Geto being a kind soul and being your moral compass.

Continuation of this because I hold grudges and reader deserves justice 😭👍

You walk towards her room, knocking on her door. Since she's not your responsibility anymore, you don't have the obligation to be ‘nice’ to her.

Yui quickly opens the door and stares at you. “Why are you here?” She asked in an annoyed tone. “Don't tell me that you're still mad because of what I did earlier.”

“We need to talk about earlier, brat.” You cross your arms as you glare at her. No more princesses, just brats. Like she actually is.

Her face slightly changes when you call her ‘brat’, her eyebrows furrowing together. However, her facial expression changes once again after realizing that you're not joking and is actually serious about talking to her about what she did earlier.

“What... What do you want to talk about?“ She asked slowly, her facade crumbling as she got even more nervous, feeling worried about what you might say.

“Another sorcerer named Mei-Mei will replace me as your ‘babysitter’ on your last day here.” You inform her.

She looks at you unamused, “So? Must be another boring babysitter.” She feigns yawning before checking her nails. “Anything else?”

You frown at her. “You know... Four days taking care of your spoiled ass really got me annoyed.” You step forward, closer to her. She quickly steps back, looking in fear and surprise as you step closer to her, almost touching her.

But then, she looks angry at your statement when you mentioned taking care of her. “I'm not all that bad, you know! You have to admit that.” She added, trying to justify herself and how she has been acting as of right now.

“Admit what?” You roll your eyes. “Anything else to say before I continue?” You step closer again, looking at her face to face. Oh, she's nervous, however, she doesn't back away even if it means you are pressing yourself against her. “What are you doing?” She asked, almost scared.

This brat's emotion changes quickly, no wonder you're equally moody around her.

“You kissed my boyfriend.” You say, “You know what you're doing, don't you, brat?” You step closer, pushing her back to her room before you slam the door shut behind you.

She lets out a small shriek at your sudden action of slamming the door. She knows that she went too far back then, but right now, she doesn't know what to do and is scared of what you might do.

“I... I just... I thought he liked me. I... I didn't think it was a wrong thing” She said before letting out a small chuckle, acting as if she was joking. In the back of her mind, she knows that you're not going to buy her excuse right now.

“Is that so?” You nod sarcastically at her response.

“I... I was just... I... I know what I did...” She said before stopping herself. She doesn't want to continue with her excuses, not right now. A look of slight shame appeared on her face.

“Four days...” Your voice is low, and you're pissed. “You make me your slave, trying to drain my money, talking my ears off, mocking me here and then, and you dare flirt with my boyfriend? Kissed him, even?” You keep yourself calm as you speak.

Yui's face is full of fear now as she looks at you, feeling somewhat intimidated by you now. Her expression slightly changes with each sentence you say because of your tone.

She stares at you for a moment, trying to find a way to cover up her action, ready to hide under her mask of protection called attitude.

“I... uh...” She sighs in frustration, feeling confused about what she needs to say right now. And then, she gives out a bitter laugh. “You know...” She then said, her voice turning sarcastic.

“At least I have enough guts to tell him how I feel about him. What about you, huh? Do you even have the courage to admit that you have feelings for him? Or are you too afraid to admit that you like him? Or rather, lust for him?”

You let out a sarcastic laugh at her nonsense response. “Oh, please, he's mine already. Why should I do that?” then your laughter dies down into a frown again before you give her a slap on the cheek.

Man, your hands were itching to do that the whole time.

“Watch your mouth.” Your voice is low again in anger as you point at her. “And know your place.”

Yui lets out a small gasp when you slapped her on the cheek. “Ouch! What did you do that for?!” She asked angrily, feeling her cheek become red after that slap. She rubs her cheek while looking at you with widened eyes, trying to recover from the pain of your slap.

She can't help but also feel angry at you. “It's his fault, too! I mean... I don't think he didn't want me to kiss him... He was looking at me all lovestruck, and he didn't say a thing, despite me flirting with him earlier.” She sounds annoyed.

“I only wanted him to know that I find him attractive!” She said before scowling at you. “He should be with me instead!” She continued, sounding angry and frustrated at the moment.

You scoff in disbelief, “Not only spoiled with an attitude problem, but you're delusional, too?” You clenched your jaw, completely fed up with her arguments.

She glares at you before, her face looking upset right now. “Delusional? You're the one who's delusional if you think you have him.” She said, sounding offended by your action and comment.

“You can't have everything that you want, you little b—” She was going to say something else before stopping herself, realizing that you still have self-control right now and she doesn't want to make things worse by insulting you too much.

“What was that?” You keep your voice steady. “Say that again.” You dare her, you want to know how much further can this little princess push your patience.

She just glares at you. “You're so angry... What if I say it again?” After a few moments of thinking, she finally said something that you're waiting for her to say.

“You're a bitch.” She says that with a grin on her face, and that's the last word out of her mouth before she bursts out in laughter, showing the smug look on her face.

You slap her other cheek, harder now, until she falls back on the bed. You bet she can feel that one, because your palm stings.

Yui lets out another wail of pain, both due to the slap and her body hitting the mattress of the bed. She lays on the bed, trying to recover from the pain.

Her ears were ringing and she held her both cheeks, feeling the sting of your slap. She stares at you, wide-eyed and afraid. “Hey?!” Her facade crumbles once more at your action.

You can hear her breathing heavily as she tries to calm herself, her cheeks starting to turn red, and her eyes slightly watery from the pain, but she doesn't want to cry.

“Listen to me, you delusional bitch.” You grab her hair from the back, one of your knees on the side of her waist on the bed with your face close to her, threatening her with a growl.

“I shouldn't be caring for you and whatever you do from now on since I'm not— or I hope I will not see your face ever again.” You grip her hair still. “But you've got to be careful who you're messing with... especially if that person holds grudges...” You lean closer to her ear, “Like me.”

She groans in pain when you grab her hair, causing her to look at you in fear. Despite being angry, her face still shows that she's afraid of what you might do to her right now.

She shakes her head, feeling your grip on her hair tighter, showing that you mean business.

“Let me go... Let me go right now!” She said, trying to wriggle from your grasp, but she just can't. Her eyes staring back at you, looking both frightened and angry at the same time.

“I'm not going to listen to you, you psychopath!” She added with a snarl, trying to sound defiant even though you already made things clear on who has the power in this situation.

“Is that so?” You let her hair go harshly before standing up straight again, looking down at her as if she's the lowest being you've ever laid your eyes on.

She's as dirty as her grandfather is, that old geezer that stood his place as a higher-up in the Jujutsu community.

Yui let out a small gasp when you let her hair go, feeling both anger and hurt at the moment.

She sits up on the bed and crosses her arms in front of her chest, trying to look intimidating right now even though she can't do anything against you. “Don't think you can get away with hurting me that easily…” She said with a slight growl, trying to sound tough.

“Or what? You're gonna cry and tell Daddy?” You smile sarcastically at her.

She huffs softly at your words, feeling angry that you're making fun of her. “Don't think that I'm weak!” She snarled, acting as if she was not already in pain, her face still showing the marks from the slap.

“I can just slap you back!” She said, letting you know that she can hurt you in return. “Don't think you can just slap me and get away with it, bitch.” She added angrily.

You gritted your teeth in annoyance, but before you can really pounce on her, you feel yourself being held back by someone.

“Suguru?” You say his name with a frown. He pulls you away from Yui. Too distracted by your argument with Yui, you didn't notice that he barged inside the room when he hears the commotion from outside.

He then stares at her with a disappointed look on his face, letting you know that he didn't like what he's seeing right now.

“Settle down, girls.” He said in a stern yet calm voice. He sighs before looking at both of you again. “Can we all just calm down and be civil about this?” He asked, already impatient.

Yui then sees Geto holding you back. She lets out a small chuckle at the sight and looks at him with a smug look on her face. “What's the hold-up, Suguru-kun? Scared that I'll slap your girlfriend?”

“You little—!” Your comment is cut short as Geto then tightens his grasp around you, his face looking frustrated and annoyed at the scene.

It's more like he's trying to hold you back from slapping her, again.

He then slowly turns his attention towards Yui. “Yui-chan, I think it's time for you to stop right now.” He said in a firm tone, letting both of you know that he can no longer tolerate Yui's actions anymore.

She just laughs at you who is in Geto's grasp. “Oh please, what can you do right now? Nothing.” She says her arms crossed and looks at you with a smug expression on her face.

Despite her words, there's a hint of worry in her voice. She's not really sure how far you are willing to go just for her. She can see you're very angry right now and she's really curious if you'll break the line or not.

“Suguru...” You call his name between your gritted teeth. “Let me go and I will teach this brat a lesson she'll never forget.” Your eyes are locked on Yui.

Yui looks at Geto for a few moments, wondering what decision he'll make in this situation. She's actually getting a little bit worried because she realizes that Geto is a kind soul who's not known to cause harm to others. That's why she's hopeful that in this situation, he'll take her side.

He looks at you, keeping you still in a hold as he stares at you with a concerned expression in his eyes. “Darling...” He begins, sounding anxious and worried. “It's okay for you to feel angry right now...”

He pauses for a moment before continuing again. “But I can't let you hurt Yui, love... She just wants everything to be for her... but that's no reason for you to hurt her.” His voice is soft as he tries to convince you to see her in a different light.

You turn your head quickly at him, glaring at him as well. “Are you defending this brat, huh?!“

He holds onto you, his grip on you becoming stronger as he feels you're wanting to do something reckless.

“I'm not defending her, darling.” He said softly yet seriously. “She's still a spoiled girl. I don't support her behavior.” He continues with a calm and soft voice.

“I'm defending you by not letting you damage your moral compass or hurt Yui.” He then looks at Yui with a stern expression before sighing once again. “We'll talk about this later after all this blows over.”

He then looks at you again, trying to get you to calm down. “So, please... don't... do something you might regret later...”

He looks like he's not really sure what to do when you scowl at him. “Love... Please calm down. She's not worth your time.” He said, sounding a bit worried about your action and anger right now.

Yui then lets out a soft giggle. “See? Even Suguru-kun is telling you that you're in the wrong right now.” She said, sounding annoyed, but trying to sound sweet at the same time.

“What if he dumps you because of this? Is that what you want to happen?” She added teasingly right now before laughing softly again.

You groan in anger, almost like you're barking at her. “The hell you said?!” Your cursed energy bursts out in an intense amount, but Geto is still right there, holding you back easily.

He looked at you, feeling conflicted between the two of you. On one hand, he wants to let you do what you want to Yui because he knows that she deserves what's coming. On the other hand, he fears for your future, and how this might affect it.

“Look, I know you're hurt and mad at her, but don't let that feeling cloud your judgment, okay?” He said, sounding genuinely concerned.

“Are you even hearing her?!” You keep glaring at your boyfriend, not caring that he's holding you back like a person holding his dog from lashing out.

“Yes, I heard what she said. But she's just trying to get a reaction out of you." He said with a soft tone. “She's a spoiled brat... You know that yourself, get a hold of yourself, love.”

He looks away from you for a moment while still holding onto you. “You know that what she's saying is just to trigger you, so don't fall for it, okay?” He said, sounding concerned.

And then there's a knock on the already open door. “Hanada Yui?” There stands Mei Mei, proud with her battle axe. Looks like she just came back from her mission.

Yui just stares at Mei Mei in confusion before letting out a small chuckle. “Oh, is this the Mei Mei girl you mentioned earlier?" Her attention is now drawn to the person standing in her doorway.

Then, her eyes widen when she saw her carrying a big weapon easily on her one hand, and she lets out a small sigh. She knows that it's not going to be a smooth ride with her around. “Oh, no...” She said softly as she backed away from her.

Mei Mei just smirked at her, feeling happy with the reaction she got and can't wait for what's next with this brat. “Oh, don't worry.” She speaks in a soft tone with a smile on her face and her eyes sharp. “I'll be the best caretaker for you, sweetheart.”

“Mei-san! I could kiss your feet right now, you're a lifesaver.” You smile widely at Mei Mei. It's your turn to smile smugly now, knowing that this time, Yui is the one going to have a hard time because Mei Mei is in control now.

“Oh, please, don't be that dramatic, darling.” Mei Mei chuckles softly, sounding amused by you. “Your problem is small compared to my work, you know? It always feels great, being in control of the situation.”

Yui, meanwhile, doesn't look pleased with the fact that you're praising Mei Mei. She can just see how terrible things are going to go right now.

“Looks like I should excuse myself.” You get off Geto's loosen hold. “Please do whatever you please with this brat, Mei-san.” You snicker when you walk past Mei-Mei, both of you looking at each other knowingly before looking at Yui.

Mei Mei just smirks in response, enjoying this little exchange, already looking forward to what she's about to do with her. “Hanada-chan... I'll take good care of you, don't worry.” She then looks at you and winks before turning back to Yui. “I'm really eager to know what you want to do right now, sweetheart.”

You can see Yui's eyes widen in fear, but she's trying her best not to show it. She already knows this is not going to go well for her.

“You're going to have such a great time,” Geto said jokingly, trying to calm Yui for her safety. Mei Mei just smiles back at him and doesn't say anything.

Yui is already shivering in fear, and she can't even stand straight as she backs away from Mei Mei. “Please…” She said with a trembling voice, feeling desperate right now.

Mei Mei just steps closer to her instead. “No need to fear. You're mine now, and you'll learn how to behave in time.” She said, the sly grin on her face showing no signs of leaving.

Once you and Geto walk out of the room, you can hear the door shut behind you with a thud.

“Mei-san will take care of her now. Hopefully, Yui will become a better person afterward.” He said before sighing. He then looks at you with a worried look on his face, “And you need to calm down, love.”

“Let her taste her own medicine.” You shrug nonchalantly. He just shakes his head and keeps moving, not wanting to dwell on it much longer.

“Let's go get some snacks, okay? Would that lift your mood, my baby?” He ruffles your hair as you walk side by side. He remembers how you texted him that Yui took all your snacks when you first met her.

“Maybe.“ You shrug again, but you feel your mood getting better now. “Sweet or savoury?” He pinches your cheek playfully.

“Savoury. I already have something else that tastes sweet.” You decided to joke back. “And what would that be?” He places his hand on your head as you walk.

“You.”

You stuck your tongue at him before running off towards the vending machine, leaving him stunned behind before he shakes his head with a soft laugh.

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[sashi-ya]

𝑻𝑶 𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑨𝑳 𝑨 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑻. Trafalgar Law x F! Reader

🌨 a/n: so I recently been to Austria, a country I often visit since it's literally like a dream. (plus, my mom knew she was pregnant with me there, so I was used to come back to Innsbruck as much as I could with her). But in any case I got inspired there to write this little fic, that might -or not- be a multi chapter one if you all like it. The place exists and the scam part, happened to me -kinda, the airbnb existed, but not as it was listed :P- but in any case, please enjoy and don't forget to leave some feedback if you want more~ ❄ tw: a very sfw story, that might evolve into something else if you want me to keep writing about their trip 😏 ☃ wc: 2.6k

Hijacking for the first time, what could go wrong? Maybe everything, maybe nothing.

A two-month long trip all around Europe has found you on a little village of Austria. Your boots are cold, but luckily they are snow proof ones. Your skin all bumpy, your cheeks irritated. It’s been snowing all night, and despite the sun rising for now, some clouds in the sky menace with more white blessing to fall upon your shoulders very soon.

Those little mountain streets around the Alps are wonderful, they surround mountains going up and down and in a spiral way. But those are wonderful, as long as you can drive a car with heating. And you don’t have one right now.

The crunchy sound of the snow beneath your boots mix with the melody of a glacial river running in between the mountain and the road. It is certainly beautiful, the little rocks and stones being bathed by such pure and cold water, the rests of dry leaves and some moss growing on an everlasting shadow casted by tall, enormous peaks.  Everything is worth taking a picture, but you should prioritize your battery life this time around. The GPS is sometimes wonky, being that high can affect the service.

Many cars have passed by, but none of them have stopped. Little lorries carrying logs pass, cars completely drenched in dirty snow and that mix of salt that roads have during winters.

However, just when your hopes for finding someone to at least give you a ride to the next village were about to run out, the yellow shine of an old VW ban flashes before your eyes.

There, behind a curve -a very dangerous one if you ever went to the mountains- something smells like smoke and a tall man of white furry hat swears up to the skies.

You walk towards him, carefully. Who knows what is happening? Who knows who that man is capable of? There is one thing you are sure, however, and it is that this man is absolutely mad at his old van.

When peaking behind a dark wooden tree that’s now covered in spots of white snow, you discover the annoyed man is a young -handsome- one.

His van, a little rusty but still cute, seems to be having problems to keep going and the smoke coming from it shows it very well.

“Sir? Sir! Your van is catching fire!” you announce, realizing the smoke is indeed a very serious issue.

The guy of chocolate skin and tattooed hands turns around to look immediately at you and then to the back of the van. Those 70’s vehicles had actually their engines right in the back instead of the front.

And Indeed, you were right. Apparently the climb had been too tough for the poor old VW and its engine couldn’t take it any longer.

He quickly opens the back door, maybe searching for a fire extinguisher while you grab fistfuls of snow in an attempt to put down the incipient flames. Quickly enough, and with not many damages to count, the fire stops, and the only thing left is a big black spot on the back of the caravan.

“Thank you” he says, as dry as hopefully your socks. “No problem. What happened? Did the engine over heat?” you ask, curious despite his “I don’t want friends” face. “Yes; these hills are no joke. This never happened to my Polar, but there is always a first time…” he sighs, assessing the damage with a sad expression.

Apparently his van has a name; “Polar”. That’s very cute, and his eyes too. A golden shine in them looks even beautiful with the pristine white around. His tattoos do as well. You wonder about his name, and what is he doing on the road, but you are not sure if it’s proper to ask. However, he asks first.

“What are you doing here? do you have a car?” he mumbles, his voice is as attractive as he is. His eyes scan the place, but nothing catches his attention.

“No, I am actually hijacking. No one stopped so I started walking before the sun starts going down. I definitely got scammed; the Airbnb I was supposed to stay in didn’t, in fact, exist.

He grunts, almost silently. Apparently he is not happy with what happened to you but that’s it.

“Well, that’s so unsafe. I am sorry I can’t give you a ride right now. Apparently none of us have been blessed with good luck today” he says, walking around his vehicle with long legs covered in spotted jeans.

You nod. Your tongue is aching to ask about him, but you clearly catch the hint… he doesn’t want you there.

“Yep. Well, I wish you luck! I must keep going” “Same to you, be careful”

He doesn’t even look at you, something that makes you -somehow- very sad. In any case, you start walking away. There is no point in staying there… even if you have great mechanical skills that could help.

And as you do, you also have a very, very loud consciousness voice screaming at you on how could you leave him with no solution if you know it…

“Sir, you should check your water level…”  you shout, a few meters away from him. The sound of your voice echoes in the huge natural immensity of the Alps and his golden eyes finally fall upon you.

He stops moving for some seconds, lost in you. You, as well, wait for him to say something else. Something like “stay with me” or “don’t go”. A total stranger you want to hang up with. A total unknown woman he wants to protect.

“You know how to fix this?” “I do…”

Or so that was what you thought.  

No more than a couple of minutes took you to help him out. VW vans are noble machines; they are durable and easy to fix despite their particular design. And soon, as a part of your payment, the man that you learned is called Law and you drove away through intricate roads and huge snowflakes.

“Where are you going, (Name)-ya?” he asks, handing you an old cover from an old comic, Germa 66.

“I was supposed to stay for a couple of days in Bad Goisern, and then I thought of visiting Salzburg. I am on a long trip through Europe. What about you?”  you ask, cuddling with the blanket. A certain blessing for your freezing hands.

He nods, checking the breaks before going down the hill.

“I am too. I just graduated medical school and I thought of taking a little vacation before my residency starts. I’m going to be a surgeon. A cardiac surgeon” he tells, full of dreams he fails to cover up behind a tough guy expression.

You celebrate his success, and the next couple of hours become a ping pong of questions and answers. A smile on your face that leaves your cheeks hurting accompanies you until the sun hides and the little lights on the mountains start to scatter.

You didn’t want to go down in the first village, nor the second, nor the third. Law, didn’t want you to go down his van either. You named Salzburg, and he promised you to take you there.

But the night found both of you, and apparently your mechanical skills weren’t as good as you thought the would… Polar decided to stop, in the middle of nowhere during a dark, very dark winter night.

You close your eyes as the sound of rusty gears fail and Law’s annoyance grows stronger than ever. When Polar finally loses all of the power, Law manages to agonizingly park on the side of the road and a huge sighs escapes his lips.

You peak through your left eye; his DEATH tattooed fingers squeeze the wheel, and you know he will snap at any moment. But he doesn’t…

“I’m sorry. I thought- I-“ you try to give a plausible apologize, even though you had nothing to do with it.

“No. It is not your fault… it is mine- As we didn’t stop, I have completely forgotten to fuel Polar up” Law says, absolutely mortified for such stupid mistake. Apparently you were enough distraction to keep him from the basics of road tripping.

You breath alleviated and try to stop your upcoming laughter. Your grimacing did nothing to hide it, and a big burst of laughter took over the van and everything around.

Law looks at you pissed, but a soft smirk garnishes his lips. You can’t stop, perhaps it isn’t that funny… but you feel so happy right now. And you have no idea why, since you are literally stranded in a very dark wood with temperatures below 0C and snow pooling on top of that van.

“Welp, it’s ok. We should wait until tomorrow, then” you say, knowing the risks. “You- you prefer spending the night in here? aren’t you afraid of dying?” he asks, surprised.

“I am, in fact, scared of dying. That’s why I know very well I can’t walk during a snowstorm in the middle of the night in the Alps. Plus, you are too sweet to be considered a threat” you joke, searching for some chocolate inside your backpack.

Law narrows his eyes, deepening his frown. Apparently being called “sweet” and “not a threat” is not something he enjoys.

“I could cut you open and took all of your organs out during the night” he says, serious as hell. “Go for it. Don’t forget to steal my heart, doctor” you laugh, taking your jacket off.

Law is flabbergasted; he has never confronted someone like you before… but he is beginning to like it now.

A bar of chocolate that you had kept in your backpack for too long lays too close to his nose. You shake it, offering its sweetness to him.

He takes it but doesn’t eat it. Instead, his hand gets pressed against the window behind you. Law has pinned you against the door of your side. He is not a very muscular man, but he is indeed very tall and lean… if he wanted, he could do anything to you.

Your eyes widen, big as the moon. You swallow, thinking maybe walking through the forest might be a safer option.

“L-Law… I- didn’t mean to-“ you tremble, asking yourself where did you put the Victorinox blade you bought in Switzerland… it should be enough to defend yourself, right?

You notice his chest is also tattooed as his clothes open just a little. His arms, are too. His scent, despite the danger, smells deliciously tempting…

“Don’t trust strangers that easily, (Name)-ya” he whispers, a few centimetres from your lips. Letting you go after and biting the chocolate bar as if nothing has just happened.

You remain there, frozen up with your eyes widen and your lips softly trembling. He is, in fact, very right. Law is indeed a stranger, after all.

When oxygen finally begins to reach your lungs and brain again, you move and blink the dry eyes away. Silently you sit back, properly. You aren’t able to say anything, somehow you have run out of words.

You squeeze the blanket he gave you, covering you as much as you could, making yourself as tiny as possible on that old leather seat.

“Are you ok?” he asks, so nonchalantly.

“Ye-yes, I’m… ok” you mumble back, almost sticking yourself to the passenger door. “Is it ok if I go to sleep? I’m tired”

Law nods, confused. Maybe he was just joking around, but it did scare you big time. He goes down the van and opens the back doors. You look at him disappearing in the darkness until a very little glimpse of silver light coming from the moon filters through the doors.

But, soon after, fairy lights illuminate the back allowing you to discover a very cozy space behind the front seats.

“I am glad I installed this independently from the fuel tank. I have a little power generator for the back. It’s not a hotel bed, but it does the job” he says, showing you a precarious mattress covering the entire floor of the vehicle.

You smile softly, it looks cozy and pretty. The walls are full of random posters and maps, and there is even an old picture of a younger Law with three more guys wearing fancy hats with something written in the snow. You take a closer look at it, to discover it says, “Pirates of Heart” and you giggle. What a peculiar gang name.

“Law, this is really cute. You even have a lot of blankets and cushions!” you chime, easing a little bit.

“My best friend Bepo decorated it for me, I only helped him with the lights” he says, a little embarrassed.

You jump right back, leaving your backpack in the front seat and forgetting everything for the moment. What a reckless lover girl.

“I am going to sleep in the front seat, don’t worry. Use as many blankets as you need” he informs you, closing the back doors and leaving you there. You most probably were to say “no, stay here” but you simply couldn’t.

After all, this tattooed doctor is a gentleman. Right?

You let yourself rest for a bit on that improvised bed, with your sight blurring while looking at the fairy lights. The scent of the blankets and pillows is the same as him, something you secretly enjoy without even knowing. You catch a glimpse of the reflection of him sitting in the front through the back windows, at how he takes his hat off revealing a dark shade of onyx spiky hair.

For the next half an hour, or maybe less, you both become silent. The only sounds are the huge slaps of snow falling from the sky against the van and the subtle whistle of the wind filtering through the doors.

It is cold, but it’s probably colder in the front as Law is only using his Germa 66 blanket to cover up…

“Law? Are you awake?” you ask, shyly.

“Mh? Yes... why?” he asks back, with not much emotion but a soft tremble on his voice. He is probably cold, very cold.

“I feel bad for you; you must be freezing. There is plenty of room back here, you could sleep here. It’s ok with me” you say, taking advantage of not being in front of him.

Law takes a few minutes to move, but he ultimately does. He hops to where you are and sits there crossing his long legs. He is not wearing his black leather boots, so you can see Sora’s socks.

“Cool socks” you say, sitting right in front of him watching his cheeks go blushed. “Here, cover up. You are freezing, doc”

Both of you cover up with heavy blankets and fall into the mattress at the same time, facing each other.

Maybe, it is too strong to deny it. The attraction is natural, and you both can’t stop it… Exactly like the wind and cold reaching your skins.

“I am still cold” you mumble.

“I read in one of my books that the best way to keep the warmth of our bodies is to share it… skin to skin” he whispers, unable to take his eyes away from your lips.

“Is that so?” you breathe, coming closer to his embrace, allowing his arms to surround your frame and your hips to join with the other’s.

His forehead slowly touches yours, the bridge of your noses do as well. Your fingers, playfully but slowly, crawl to the crook of his neck. While his, squeeze your waist with delicate dominance. A leg that snake into the other’s, crossing, tangling…

Lips coming closer, so close. Breaths warming up, going faster and bumpy. Hearts that indeed had been stolen, the first kiss of two strangers, meeting for the very first time like two snowflakes join while falling from an endless sky

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWill they continue their journey together? 🦢

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[impishjesters]

Little Thoughts

warning(s): suicidal thoughts, suicidal ideations, child neglect, child abuse, suicidal thoughts of a child, abuse, financial abuse, hurt/comfort(?), mentioned manipulation, casual talk about death/dying, pre-relationship, uncertain reactions (basically Jax nor you really know how to go about the situation), implied crush (both ways) A/N: This was written for myself, read it or don't, I don't care. I just wanted validation and acceptance from somewhere, even if it's fictional...

“Do you ever just wish you were dead?”

Jax slowed his oncoming approach towards you, blinking in confusion. “What happened to, hi? Hello? How are you?” He heard you scoff and crossed his arms loosely in thought. Sure, he was used to hearing some pretty questionable things from you, but you’d never flat out ask him—or anyone else for that matter—if they wanted to be dead.

“Well?”

“Uh, can’t say I do. Sure, this place sucks but think of all the entertainment I’d miss out on if I was, ya know—” he swiped his thumb across his neck and made a noise, “—dead.”

“You’ve been here longer. Aren’t you tired?”

What was this? Morbid fifty questions?

“You doin’ alright there sugar?” Jax circled around you, allowing you to see him long before he approached you taking a seat beside you. “I know you usually say some pretty…intense shit, but this is a little too intense even for you.”

You shot him a blank stare. Huh, you did say some pretty out-of-pocket stuff when it came to the dark subject—but to ask him flat out if he ever wanted to just be dead? That was new, but it was a valid question in your mind.

How could they choose to suffer instead of just dying?

“This isn’t anything new… I’m not like you guys. I haven’t been here for years on end gradually going mad.”

“Hey, rude. I’m not nearly as bonkers as Rags or King-face.”

He got a playful eye roll from you and that was more than enough of a win for his little joke. Sure it was a serious topic but he didn’t do so well during talks like this.

“I’ve always been like this… for as long as I can remember, as a child I thought it’d just be better if I was dead. That way my family could stop fighting, and I could stop being the rag doll in their arguments.”

As you spoke the grin that was glued to his face started to fall, slipping bit by bit until his lips ran flat. What child wants to kill themselves? He remembers his childhood not being the greatest but he never thought about death, that’s for sure.

“We didn’t have a lot of money growing up, they’d spend it on unnecessary stuff and worry about food and bills later until years of it caught up and put them in a bind.” Your gaze fell to your hands, fingers picking and peeling at the flesh. “Most would say I was a very spoiled kid, I always got toys and the holidays were jam-packed with even more unnecessary toys for a growing child to outgrow.”

He had a feeling he knew where this was going…

“But I didn’t want that, I didn’t want all those toys. Expensive or cheap, I never asked for any of them. If my eyes made contact with something and lingered just a second too long they’d buy it for me.” You sighed, looking up at Jax. “All I wanted was my family to give me the time of day, to play with me. To love me.”

“Fuck, I’m..” he hesitated, saying sorry felt pointless, that was ages ago and he wasn’t there. He wasn’t at fault but he couldn’t even imagine that—his own parents argued but they kept him out of it.

“It’s fine you don’t have anything to apologize for.”

He shuffled in place awkwardly, how are you supposed to respond to that? Luckily he doesn’t need to because you are already looking away and took a deep breath before continuing.

“It never got better, toys became electronics and games. Because of my family, I didn’t get to socialize growing up and I’d be quiet and withdrawn at school. The older I got the more vocal they started to get about me, even though they didn’t want me they kept me chained down and limited my ability to fight them.”

“What they lock ya up or somethin’?”

“They didn’t need to, I had no reason to leave the house. I didn’t have friends, we didn’t have stores or anything fun to do that wasn’t an hour’s drive away.” He hates the way you laugh so casually about it. “No, they’d limit any money I’d receive making sure I’d spend it instead of save it. I used to think it was their way of trying to make sure I wouldn’t run away, but even if I didn’t have savings that wouldn’t have stopped me from leaving with nothing but the clothes on my back.”

“Why didn’t ya?”

“I was a coward.”

Jax snorted and caught your attention. “You were a child, not a coward.”

“Whatever, pointless to think about it now. Did me fat lotta good in the end anyways, here I am trapped in this hell hole where the closest thing to death is abstracting.” A dry laugh left you at the irony. “I can’t even fucking off myself properly.”

The two of you simply sat in silence for a few minutes, neither of you seemingly aware of how to continue the conversation. There was no reason to give Jax the whole sob story that didn’t matter anyway, and he couldn’t think of a response.

Sure he wasn’t the greatest at times but he didn’t want you to just…die… but he wasn’t going to try and guilt trip you into living for him. Even if that outcome sounded far better than you dying, he could live with a guilty conscience—probably…

“You don’t have to worry about responding, I sort of just… dropped that all on you. It’s fine, it’s the past.”

“Still doesn’t change that ya still feel like ya should’ve died because your family sucks.” You shot him an unimpressed look and he shrugged. “I’m just sayin’, you were just a kid stuck with a shit family and should’ve been given help a lot sooner.”

“Gee, thanks—”

“I’m not done,” he used your name, no silly or insulting nicknames, “someone should’ve done something, I know people are stupid and think if they just look away it’ll be fine. But someone should’ve stepped in, it’s still abuse, it’s neglect.”

It went unspoken about how you clearly didn’t seek any form of therapy or help as you got older, he already felt like he was pushing it saying what he did.

“Look nothing I say is gonna make ya not wanna pop yourself, but it’s different now. Yeah, ya stuck here but you aren’t alone, and the others like ya.”

“What about you?”

“Me?” he blinked, you weren’t asking him if he…

“Do you like me?”

Jax coughed into his hand, casually turning himself to face the same direction as you. He refused to budge even when you turned yourself to face him, he was not gonna lose his cool.

“Ya alright, better than King-face and Rags that’s for sure.”

His answer pleased you enough to pull back but still face towards him. Occasionally, you’d see him peeking over to see if you were still looking at him until he finally kept his gaze forward.

“Thank you Jax.”

It felt wrong to accept your thanks, he didn’t do anything. But again you responded for him, as if knowing his plight.

“Thank you for sitting here with me, and listening… nobody’s ever listened to me before and not tried to justify what they did like I was the one at fault. You don’t need to feel like you have to have done something to be thanked.”

His shoulders shrugged before relaxing, his gaze that had glued itself to nothing finally turning to you. “Look just, promise me if you get those icky thoughts again you’ll come to me instead of stewing in them okay?” He saw you hesitate and cautiously reached out for your hand. “Promise me.”

You sighed. “Fine, I promise…” Ironically, you didn’t think you could trust anyone but Jax with this sort of information. Personal feelings aside.

“Good, now shut ya face and enjoy my presence and this beautiful moonlight night.” He threw his arm around you and pulled you closer, hand lingering at your side. He was going to make sure not to take advantage of this information, he wanted things to be genuine and not manipulated—as easy as it would be for him.

If the two of you were stuck here he wanted your feelings towards him, and vice versa to be genuine before taking the next step.

#tadc #the amazing digital circus #the amazing digital circus x reader #jax #jax x reader #tadc jax

[heavyhitterheaux]

one sentence request for jack

“You cannot be fucking serious right now jackman”

🤭🤭🤭

NSFW 😏

"Baby, come on. Are you going to ignore me all night?" Jack whispered in your ear before placing a quick kiss to your cheek as the two of you were at dinner surrounded by your friends.

All you did was roll your eyes in response and took another bite of your food before your fork also made its way over to Jack’s plate and also took a bite of what he was eating.

Jack had been getting on your nerves the entire day and it heightened when he had forgotten to make your hair and nail appointment for tonight like you asked him to, making you have to rush to get everything ready. He usually always made it for you and would simply tell you a time to be there, but that wasn't the case today so obviously you were annoyed no matter how small that may seem.

He promised to do it, so obviously you were disappointed when he didn't.

After announcing you were going to the bathroom, Jack waited a few minutes before following you. Luckily he made sure no one else was in there with you before coming in and locking the door behind him.

You made eye contact with him in the mirror and rolled your eyes.

"What the? Now Jackman….'

"I'm tired of you having an attitude with me." He leaned down to whisper in your ear as his hands immediately went to the hem of your dress and pulled it up so it sat at your waist. He pressed into you and you could feel how hard he was almost making your mouth water and immediately wanting to take him in your mouth.

“You cannot be fucking serious right now Jackman. This can't wait?"

"You know you want this as bad as I do so stop playing. Wearing that tiny ass dress. You knew what the hell you were doing." He said while running his fingers along your folds since you didn't wear anything underneath.

"I'm still mad at you." You breathed out through moans.

"I promise to make it up to you, baby. Just been a little distracted lately." Jack replied to you as he kissed down your neck and slowly inserted two fingers into you.

"Mmm, baby. And nothing should distract you from your wife. You know better."

"Shh, be a good girl and stay quiet for me." Just then Jack got on his knees and started to eat you out from the back.

"Oohh fuckkkk." You immediately placed one of your hands over your mouth in order to attempt to muffle your moans, but the work that Jack’s tongue was putting in was making it difficult.

A few minutes had passed and since the both of you knew that your friends would come looking for the two of you, Jack increased his pace and began lightly sucking on your clit as you almost lost your balance, but Jack was quick to keep you steady.

You had finally hit your peak as Jack placed kisses along your thighs before saying anything.

"I know this isn't going to completely make up for it, but this is a good start, right?" Jack said as he stood up while bringing your dress back down and turning you around to face him as he leaned down to kiss you.

"It's a good start, but I need this too." You replied while palming Jack through his dress pants.

"That can be arranged." He bit his lip while smirking down at you as he told you to go first back to the table and he would wait a few minutes and follow.

Once the both of you were at the table, Urban just shook his head at the both of you before each of your phones went off signaling that you had a text from him.

Big Whore- Yall literally couldn’t wait to go home to fuck each other's brains out?

Jack- I ate her out from the back, we're saving the rest for later 😏

Big Whore- Like that makes it any better. You two are nasty as hell smh

You- Hmm but there is only one person in this group chat who is named Big Whore, correct? 🧐

Big Whore- 🙄

You- Thought so

Jack- 🤭🤭🤭

All you did as you were eating your dessert was palm Jack through his dress pants and knew for a fact that the two of you wouldn't be able to wait until you got home.

#jack harlow #jack harlow fic #jack harlow concepts #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow x black reader #jack harlow fanfic #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow smut #jack harlow blurb #jack harlow fanfiction #first lady of pg

[jinisnuggets]

ꜱᴛʀᴀʏ ᴋɪᴅꜱ (ᴏᴛ3) ꜰɪɴᴅꜱ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜱ/ᴏ ɪꜱ ɪɴᴊᴜʀᴇᴅ

ᴾᵃⁱʳⁱⁿᵍˢ: ˡᵉᵉ ᵏⁿᵒʷ, ʰᵃⁿ, ˢᵉᵘⁿᵍᵐⁱⁿ ˣ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

ᴳᵉⁿʳᵉ: ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ, ᵃⁿᵍˢᵗʸ, ᴴᵉᵃᵈᶜᵃⁿⁿᵒⁿˢ, ˢᵐᵃᵘ

ᵂᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ: ʰᵒˢᵖⁱᵗᵃˡ ⁱⁿʲᵘʳⁱᵉˢ, ˢʷᵉᵃʳⁱⁿᵍ, ʰᵃʳᵐ,

ˢʸⁿᵒᵖˢⁱˢ: ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵃ ˢᵉʳⁱᵒᵘˢ ⁱⁿʲᵘʳʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᵉᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵏᵉᵉᵖ ⁱᵗ ˢᵉᶜʳᵉᵗ, ᵇᵘᵗ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵉˣᵖᵉᶜᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵇᵒʸᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ˢᵒ ᶠᵃˢᵗ

ᴬ/ⁿ: ᵗʰⁱˢ ʷᵃˢ ʳᵉqᵘᵉˢᵗᵉᵈ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵᵗ ᵖᵒˢᵗᵉᵈ ʷʰᵉⁿ ⁱᵗ ʷᵃˢ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ⁱⁿ ᵐʸ ᵈʳᵃᶠᵗˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵒ ᴵ ˢᵉⁿᵗ ⁱᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒʳⁱᵍⁱⁿᵃˡ ᵃˢᵏᵉʳ ᴵ ᵇᵉˡⁱᵉᵛᵉ 😭 , ᴵ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ᴵᵗ'ˢ ᵃˡʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵖᵒˢᵗ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ʳⁿ.

𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨

When he got a call from the local hospital, he was quick to assume they had the wrong number, however he still picked up in order to inform them of the mistake, and when he heard a voice on the other end start to speak, he waited for them to finish the contact information before talking.

“Hello, I wanted to inform you that you possibly have the wrong number, I don't have any health issues and neither do any of my close relatives, so I believe this is a mistake, but thank you for your hard work, it is very appreciated.”

The other end stayed silent for a moment before verifying, “This is Lee Minho, is that correct?” Minho stayed quiet for a moment before speaking, “Yes, that's me- what happened?”

After the clarification, the doctor introduced themselves and explained the situation that had him very much on edge, and hearing what actually happened didn't make it any better.

“Wait- Y/n got into a car accident..?”

“Unfortunately, but luckily it wasn't a very serious crash so they came out with few injuries, although they aren't minor, they aren't major either so they should recover in a couple of weeks to possibly months.”

By that point, Minho had been pacing around the same spot for a decent amount of time, sweat running down his forehead as he bit his thumb nail, reacting quickly and reaching out for his car keys and wallet.

“I'm on my way, please keep them safe until I get there.”

The person on the other end nodded, but for confirmation muttered a small ‘of course’ in order to assure him that you were in good hands.

He didn't have time to ask about the injuries you had, the only thing he wanted to do by that point was see you and that was really it, he didn't think to ask nor did he really care to ask at the moment of it, the question hadn't come to his head until he started driving and had already hung up, in which he found himself banging his head against the steering wheel in complete disappointment to himself, quickly speeding up the pace in order to get to his loved one faster.

𝐉𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

Jisung had been eating lunch in his car, he was lazy so he just stopped by some fast food restaurant and ordered a meal to go, so that's how he ended up in his car in a random parking lot, looking at all the passing cars as he ate the burrito he had ordered.

He had seen a couple of ambulances drive by but he hadn't thought much of them, it was normal to see an ambulance drive off during regular times of day so there wasn't anything suspicious about it.

He stayed in his car for a while and finished up his burrito, jamming to the music that played from his playlist. Right as he was picking up his trash he noticed his phone ringing, it was off as he wasn't the type to get calls often, so he looked at the contact and recognized the number as the local hospital's, it also had it on the contact name, he automatically assumed that maybe his parents needed to under-go some type of surgery and picked up.

“Hello, are we talking to Han Jisung at the moment?” The voice on the other line said, Jisung was scared so the only thing that came out of his mouth was a simple ‘mhm.’

“Perfect, I'm a doctor at the local Seoul Department Hospital, I have a few things to tell you about L/n Y/n.”

“Y/n!? Why are they at the hospital!?” He couldn't help but raise his voice a little, not because he was mad but because he was terrified. What was his beloved doing in a place like the hospital? From what he last knew you didn't have any mental conditions, which meant one of two things, you got injured or you just went for a check up and found some sort if emergency cause making you need surgery, which made him immediately reject the other option.

“Yes, L/n has twisted their ankle in what we can only assume was a fall, we don't have the full story yet as they've been undergoing treatment for the damaged bone.”

“That happened!?” Jisung was in disbelief, turning on his car and driving off in the way of the hospital.

“I'm on my way, please take care of Y/n for me.”

𝐒𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐦𝐢𝐧

He was cooking whenever he noticed a number calling him, being the man he is, he obviously declined the call.

He hadn't seen the number and assumed it was a spam caller, so he chose to ignore it and decline the call. It wasn't until the number called a second time that he realized this wasn't a spam caller, so he picked up and got off to hang up if anything felt off or suspicious.

“Hello, are we speaking with Kim Seungmin?” A female voice asked from the other end, Seungmin felt uneasy and took a look at the contact information, seeing that it had the name of “Local Hospital”

Seungmin’s initial and continued thought was, of course, ‘scammer’ but he let the call proceed. “Yes, this is Kim Seungmin.” he responded.

“Okay, if it's okay for me to take a few minutes of your time, I would like to talk to you about some comments regarding L/n Y/n.”

Now Seungmin's mind went to ‘blackmailer’ and he was about to hang up the call when the same female voice continued.

“So, L/n has sprained their ankle while playing a sport, and it's not serious but it will take quite a bit to recover, so we wanted to know your relationship with the patient because they've got you listed as an emergency contact.”

Seungmin stayed silent, not because he was suspicious of any activity, but because he was genuinely concerned and trying to come up with the best thing to do in this scenario.

“I'm her boyfriend, could I have a few more details on their injuries?” Seungmin questioned, leaning over to pick up his shoes and slide them on, packing a bit of the pasta that he had been preparing and picking up his car keys.

“As mentioned, they sprained their ankle while they were playing some sort of sport, the theory is that they had landed badly on their leg and the pressure caused a bone malfunction causing the result of a sprain.”

“Okay, thank you very much, I'll be on my way.”

Seungmin thanked the doctor and despite his quiet and calm demineer, he was literally screaming and panicking on the inside.

#fanfiction #scenarios #headcannons #fluff #kpop #scenario #kpop scenarios #smau #angst #stray kids minho #stray kids fanfic #stray kids seungmin #stray kids han #han jisung #lee minho #kim seungmin #kpop x reader #gn reader #lee know x reader #han x reader #seungmin x you #seungmin x reader #lee know x you #han x you #stray kids angst #stray kids x y/n #stray kids x you #stray kids #lee know

[targaryenluvs]

HER & I / MADDIE BUCKLEY

PAIRING: Maddie Buckley x Fem!Reader

SUMMARY: When your best friend and crush shows up on your doorstep after a bad night, you help her to finally leave her husband.

WARNINGS: Abusive relationships, crying, escaping, threats, angst, fluff, comfort, confessions, kisses

WORDCOUNT: 1K Words

A/N: Maddie deserves the best 🥹 Mighttt do a part 2! Look at me posting twice in one day 🤭

Gif not mine, credits to the owner!

You thought the world of Maddie, always had and always will.

So when she showed up on your doorstep, tears running down her face with bruises everywhere? You couldn’t believe your eyes. “Maddie? Oh my god, come in.” You ushered her in quickly closing the door behind her.

“What happened sweetheart?” You always called her nicknames.

She shook her head immediately as you opened your arms, “I’ve got you, don’t worry. Wanna tell me what’s wrong?” You took her hand and sat her down on your couch before sitting next to her.

“Doug.”

Just one word was more than enough for your blood to boil. Her husband, the piece of trash he was, always treated her horribly. Ruining her mental health and wearing down the strong woman you knew she was. He never deserved such a wonderful woman.

“He… I can’t do it anymore Y/n.” Her eyes were glossy as her lip quivered. You could make out a forming bruise on the side of her face, as you softly traced it. “That’s okay, you’re so strong. I know you are baby, I can help you leave him. Is that what you want? Cause I swear, I will pack my shit up and we can leave.”

Maddies heart was racing, most likely the adrenaline from running away. But also having you so serious, so attentive and determined to helping her leave.

Through her years as your best friend she found herself naturally drawn to you, and you were always there for her. The first night she confided in you, you didn’t ask any questions. Just opened your door and your arms as refuge. You never had any good vibes when it came from Doug, and your anger only amplified when you realised what he was doing to Maddie.

“No, you can’t Y/n. Your life is here.” She shook her head at the idea of you leaving with her, for her. “That’s not your decision to make Mads. I have friends here sure, but most of my family is either in L.A or out of America. Friends come and go, but you’re more than that.” Her eyes flicked up at your words, eyebrows furrowed.

What is that supposed to mean?

“What does that mean?” You sighed as you grabbed onto her hands, “This isn’t the right time to say this to you Maddie.” She clutched onto your hands tighter.

“Please, just say it.”

“I love you.”

Her world stopped, the words she’d dreamed of hearing.

“I- I’ve loved you for so long. How was I supposed to not? Maddie you are unbelievably sweet, and kind, gorgeous, intelligent. God you’re perfect. And I am so sorry that Doug took that away from you. But you deserve to live. You deserve to help people, to live life without looking over your shoulder or worrying about angering him. If we leave. I promise I will do anything to keep you safe.”

She didn’t stop the tears as they rolled down her face, wiped away courtesy of you. “Let’s go.” She nodded as you grinned, “Really?” Maddies face broke out in a small smile, “Anywhere to be with you.”

And you did.

For the next hour you spent grabbing all the essentials, clothes, memories, documents etc. You texted another one of your bestfriends that you were leaving, and that she should come over and take inventory before selling your furniture. She was an avid user of Facebook Marketplace.

Luckily you were on good terms with your landlord and your lease was expiring in a week. As long as your friends sold everything of yours, you’d be in the clear.

Home isn’t a place, it’s a person.

And yours was currently right next to you.

It’d taken you and Maddie a bit of time to get on your feet, having crashed with her brother Buck who was nothing but welcoming.

“So you’re the reason she finally left him?” Maddie was currently in the shower, allowing Buck to finally question you. “No, she wanted to leave. I just helped her, I mean you did steal her car.” Buck jokingly gasped as he clutched his chest, “She gave that to me!”

“Sure thing Buckley.” You replied as you took a sip from your glass. “But, seriously, thank you. I have no idea where she’d be right now without you. And she really does love you, I can see you love her too.” Your smile was evident at his words.

“I do, I have for a long time. I’m just lucky. Now speaking of gay couples, you and Eddie.” Buck groaned as you giggled, “I see the tension everyday! You can’t tell me there’s nothing going on there!”

“She’s right, Evan has a crush.” Maddie joined in as Evan shook his head, “The two of you are menaces to society.” The three of you sat down on the couch and continued to bicker. Seeing you getting along with her family so well made Maddie’s heart swell. You were everything and more.

And you proved your love for her over and over. Always supporting her, handling her emotions and caring for her. When she woke up in the night after a nightmare, you were always there to calm her down. When she felt anxious, you listen to her concerns and assured her.

The two of you settled into life in L.A easily. You’d always wanted to live there, longing for home when you moved to study. Your parents were nothing but lovely to Maddie, which made her feel at ease.

She became close with Josh, and Chimney whilst you grew closer to Eddie, Evan and Hen.

So when it came time to the two of you discussing starting a family, you were nervous but confident in asking Chimney.

And out of respect for him and his mother, you named her Jee-Yun.

Maddie couldn’t help but become emotional when she thought about how far she’d come. From the days where she feared returning home to now, when she counted the minutes till she could home to her daughter and wife. Her family.

But she wasn’t in the clear yet.

Doug was still alive.

#maddie buckley x reader #maddie buckley #maddie buckley x fem!reader #911 x reader #911 fic #911 imagine #911 fanfic #911 abc #911 show #evan buckley x fem!reader #evan buckley x reader

[applejuicefruit]

this might be a similar request to your previous kylian fic but with a twist...

plot idea: kylian and reader gets into an argument in the car after attending an event and because of that, kylian isn't focusing on the road and a vehicle runs into the reader's side of the car and badly injures her.

reader gets taken to the hospital and is in the intensive care unit / coma and kylian spirals into depression and guilt and never leaves the side of the reader.

whether she survives or dies can be your choice!

thanking you in advance if you take this fic idea! ❤️

I’m so good at writing about car accidents that’s the main reason I don’t have a driver license 🤭🤭

I’m sorry in advance but this one is pure angst!

Reader’s being mean in this one I’m sorry

Don’t leave

“I honestly can’t believe you” Kylian shouted at you while he was driving through the street of Paris

“What?” you said back

“What? You let him touch you the whole night and now I shouldn’t be mad?”

“He didn’t touch me the whole night! We just hugged! He’s a friends, what’s wrong with you?”

“A friend who touched your boobs? I didn’t know friends touch each other’s boobs!” he kept shouting and honestly you were getting scared

“It was an accident Kylian! He didn’t mean to! His drink almost fell on me and he tried to catch it!”

“By touching your boobs?”

“I can’t believe you right now! You’re making a drama out of nothing! And please slow down you’re driving too fast!” you said back

“So it’s okay if I go and touch my friends boobs ah?”

“I don’t want to talk about it anymore Kylian and for my sanity can you fucking slow down?”

“No we’re gonna talk about it! My girlfriend, my future wife is letting other men touching her boobs. What about all the promises you made? You told me I was the only one for you and yet you’re here acting like a whore I thought I could trust you!” he shouted at you.

He was very pissed.

But what he said hurt you.

You’ve never seen him like this.

You stayed in silence for a few minutes before he spoke again.

“I’m sorry…I didn’t want to call you a whore but…what you did…”

“What I did?” you screamed back now on the verge of a mental breakdown “I simply hugged a friend and you got jealous for nothing! I’m so tired of this!”

“Don’t play the innocent card with me y/n, it doesn’t work, if you only told him to stop we wouldn’t be in this postitio-“

Then everything happened so fast.

Kylian was driving so fast he didn’t see a stop sign and a van came in full speed into his car, hitting your side.

You remembered the car crashing and going outside of the road and then everything came black.

“Babe?” Kylian said a few minutes later. He was sure he fainted for a bit but when he opened his eyes again his main focus went on you “mon amour?” he said again trying to move even if his legs were stuck “honey please open your eyes” he grabbed your face gently and moved you a bit but you wouldn’t wake up. Instead he saw a big scratch on your forehead, a few bruises on your face and arms and your lips bleeding. But what he made him worried the most was your head which kept bleeding.

“No no no” he said putting one hand behind you head trying to stop the bleeding “wake up baby please, wake up”

A few seconds later he saw the lightings of an ambulance coming towards them. He was to tired to even speak or move so he simply gave up, laying next to you and holding your head.

Both of them got carried at the hospital.

They were admitted into the E.R. with code red, meaning it was a serious situation. Luckily Kylian wasn’t too injured. He only had a few broken ribs and a mild concussion. But you were in a worst position. Your left arm was broken, your shoulder dislocated, your pancreas got injured during the crash and you lost a lot of blood from the head. You were hardly breathing by yourself. The doctors wanted to wait for you to wake up before doing anything.

Kylian woke up only a few hours later. His family and his friends Neymar and Hakimi in the waiting room attending news. You, on the other side had no one waiting for you. Your family lived in an other country. You were all alone fighting for your life.

“Where is she?” Kylian asked one of the doctors “where is she?”

“She’s still under our care”

“How’s she doing?” he asked preparing himself for the worst

“She’s not out of danger yet, we are keeping her under control”

“What?” he barely whispered “I need to see her…”

“I’m afraid you can’t to that now…”

“No you don’t understand she’s in this position because of me! I almost killed her…I need to see her”

“As I said before, I’m sorry but you can’t see her” the doctor said leaving his room.

That night Kylian cried in the arms of his mum, his brother and his friends. They didn’t blame him for what happened, he, otherwise, was blaming himself and he wished he was in her position.

The morning after Kylian asked again if he could see y/n but the doctors wouldn’t let him near her. He thought it was the price he had do pay for almost killing you. He felt so guilty. He tried to spoke with a therapist but he would end up crying everytime. He just needed you.

A few weeks later in came back home but without you. You were in a coma. He was finally able to visit you so he did, every morning and every night after practice. He would tell you about his day.

One day he spent the whole morning with you.

He grabbed your hand and begged you to wake up.

“Please baby” he said tearing up “I need you, I need you back in my arms” he dried his tears “I need to hold you and telling you how much I love you and how much I’m sorry, please, wake up for me, I miss you so much.”

He waited a few hours, your small and fragile hand still in his hands, sometimes he would kiss it, sometimes he would gently caress it.

But he felt your hand moving a bit. He thought he was crazy but then he felt it again.

“Babe?” he called you when he saw you were waking up “honey can you hear me? Mon amour?”

“Kylian…” you said in a very raspy tone, your throat still sore from the accident “what-what happened?” you asked confused

“We-we had an accident” he said, voice full of guilt and regret “don’t you remember?” he asked hoping you wouldn’t remember that night and the argument you were having

“We? Oh my…Kylian are you okay?”

“I’m good honey” he said mesmerised by your kindness and care “how are you feeling? I’m going to call a doctor” he said before leaving the room and coming back after with the doctor and a nurse.

They did all the exams they had to do and they thought it was a miracle you woke up since you weren’t properly breathing on your own. You thanked your lucky angel for this miracle.

After the check up Kylian came to see you only to find a very hard look on your face.

You remembered.

Kylian sat next to you on the bed and tried to grab your hand only for you to move it away.

“Babe I’m so sorry for the accident-“

“I’m not mad at you for the accident, I’m mad at you for how you treated me, we wouldn’t have been in this position if you had just listened to me…” you said now crying.

His heart broke seeing you crying.

His eyes were glossy too but he tried to be strong and not crying in front of you.

“I know I was a piece of shit. I didn’t have the right to say those things”

“But you did” you said back. Now you were the one who was mad

“I know I messed up but-“

“Messed up? You called me a whore, you said you didn’t trust me! How am I supposed to marry you when you can even be right with me? You know what I remember? I remember asking you to slow down, because I was scared and you didn’t! Does my family know I’m here? Did someone call them?” you asked almost shouting

“You said you weren’t mad at me for the accident…”

“I’m not! I’m mad at you because you never listen! You’re ego’s too big you always have to be right!

“Baby please…I’m so sorry…I know, I know my ego’s too big I let it inside my head most of the time but I promise you I’ll change” he said now fully crying. He didn’t like the look on your face, you were crying but you showed no emotions.

“You said that so many times I’ve lost count, guess what? You’ve never changed…”

“I’ll do it for you. Please y/n”

“You know what…when they discharge me from the hospital I’m gonna get all of my things from home and disappear for a bit…I think a break would do us some good” you said now in a low tone

“What?” he asked completely shocked “you-you can’t be serious”

“Oh I’m deadly serious” you said removing your engagement ring from your hand “I can’t do this, I need time to think…”

The moment he saw you removing your ring he swore he felt his heart going in million pieces. His face full of tears. He might have not killed you that night but now he wished he was the one who died.

“Babe…”

“No Kylian…I won’t change my mind, if you’ll excuse me, I’d like to rest now”

With that he left your room.

Completely breaking once he was outside.

He didn’t care if doctors and nurses saw him. He just lost the greatest thing ever happened in his life.

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[moonseonghwa]

Care for you - Choi San

fluff, angst, smut

Asking San to be your trainer for an important match was stressful, and the nerves eating you away affected your health for the worse. San noticed, dropping by to help you ease them.

warnings: unprotected sex, trainer!san, boxer!reader(fem), hickeys, grinding, praising, violence???

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‘’Again’’ 

You groaned, struggling to get up as your knuckles burned from the constant hits. Your trainer took your hand as he helped you before returning to the starting position. Choi San, your trainer, was being hard on you today, and you surely felt it in his behavior since you’ve been training for the past three hours. Your joints ached and the constant ‘again’ that fell from his lips made you sigh out in annoyance. 

‘’Remember, pulse points’’ He reminded you as you nodded before starting to swing again, following a different routine this time. He noticed though, grabbing you by the wrist just as you were ready to swing, twisting it around before pushing you back to the ground. You grunted, letting your head drop to the ground, tired of the constant failing. There was no way you were going to get this, you felt the muscle aches already and the training hasn’t even ended. 

‘’Again’’ 

‘’Isn’t this enough for today? I obviously can’t get it right now’’ You replied, ready to leave before he grabbed your wrist again, demanding eyes staring at you as his eyebrows raised. He was the kind of person that would joke with you and make fun of your outfit just to tease you, but when you got in the ring, he was as serious as ever. His gaze was so intimidating you felt small in his presence. 

‘’The match is in four days, don’t slip now’’ He replied, gesturing you to start again. 

You had asked him to prepare you a few weeks ago, to get you to the best form before your match. Choi San, one of the best teachers in the country, luckily a close friend of your sister. He told you he would help you, but only if you agreed to long and tiring sessions because like he said, his students never fail. So you got up, and did it again, and again, and again until you almost couldn’t even get back up. The lights in the hall were suddenly too bright, and you stumbled over to drink some water in case you might throw up. 

‘’Is that the best you can do?’’ He dared you, making you release a sigh as you got back up in the ring. 

He was challenging you, just like he always did because he knew that was the only thing you couldn’t stand. It is the reason you got into martial arts, to prove to anyone who challenged you not to mess with you. You thought back to your first training, pulse points, always guard your face, as you hit again, this time taking him by surprise. He laughed as he held your left hand, your right coming around the back of his head as you pushed it down while kneeing him in the stomach making him release a surprised gasp. 

‘’Are you okay?’’ You gasped, making him chuckle.

‘’Good job’’ He said, not showing any sign of pain before muttering ‘’again’’.

So you went back in, a sudden motivation entering you as you found a way to get him on the floor, your hands pinning his wrists against the floor. However, you were so lost in his eyes staring into yours as he was so close, you almost felt his breath against your lips and you felt like the moment lasted forever. His eyes dropped to your lips, as you felt his abs contract underneath you. You were so busy with the feeling of his body against yours that you didn’t expect him to roll over his hips, throwing you on the floor as his fist stopped right in front of your face. You dropped your head, rubbing your forehead with your sleeve as he got off you. 

‘’We’re done for today’’ He announced, throwing a towel next to you as he left the room. 

You wanted to scream, mad at yourself for losing focus over such a stupid reason, but instead, you got up and walked to the locker rooms to change. You felt the crippling anxiety rip through you as you showered, the boxing match is so important to you that you didn’t think about anything else. This match would decide your acceptance into the organization you strived for, it is the one reason you were still practicing. 

You got out of the shower before changing into fresh clothes and making your way out of the locker room, San standing in the hallway in front of the door, also freshened up with his hair messy as it fell on his forehead. You started to walk away before he spoke up, making you stop in your tracks. 

‘’Why haven’t you cleaned your cuts?’’ He asked.

‘’Because I don’t have time for that’’ 

‘’You should take care of yourself, Y/n’’ He replied, walking towards you after he pushed himself off the door. His teacher gaze was back, the intimidating one that made you question your sanity.

‘’The game is in four days, I can’t waste time’’ He could hear the stress and anxiety lacing your tone. 

‘’What are you having for dinner?’’ You wondered why he asked this, eyebrows raising before asking him why. ‘’I wonder if you’re even eating enough.’’

‘’I’m exhausted San, I can’t stay up and cook at this hour.’’ You responded, turning your back before making your way out of the door. You didn’t realize how worked up you got, blaming it all on the constant stress you felt. Because what if it didn’t work out for you? 

What if, what if, what if. 

The only words occupying your mind right now. 

You felt San walk out after you, following your tracks as you made your way toward your car. 

‘’What are you doing?’’ You asked a few seconds later, head turning to him as you grew even more annoyed, 

‘’I’ll cook for you since you’re too exhausted to do it’’ You felt your heart twist, wondering how someone could care about someone else like this. 

‘’You don’t have to’’ 

‘’You’re stressed out and shouldn’t be alone right now’’ San’s words made you not think about the match for just a few seconds, figuring it wouldn’t hurt to taste his cooking skills. ‘’So?’’ 

‘’Okay’’ 

-

You heard San shuffle through the cabinets in the kitchen, doing his best to cook something with the remaining things left in your kitchen. You were sitting on the couch, watching him work with the ingredients as he cooked pasta for you, warming your heart. It was snowing outside, the white flakes contrasting the dark sky outside as you heard the wind hit your window. 

‘’Why is it so dark in here?’’ He asked, walking around to find the light switch in the corner of the room as he turned on the dim lights in your apartment. He looked at you as you were inspecting his every move, before smiling at you making nerves erupt in your stomach, as you cleared your throat before turning your head back to the window. There was something about San that made you feel something you’d never felt before. He made you feel appreciated, he wanted what was best for you as he proved to help you in countless gym sessions. He could just go home and sleep instead of working late hours with you for nothing in return. You felt yourself relying on him more and more. 

‘’You want vegetables with it?’’ You heard from the kitchen before turning your head to him and shaking it as a no. 

He walked towards the couch, two plates with pasta bolognese in his hands which he sat down on the coffee table in front of you before plopping down on the floor in front of you. You slid down next to him as he fidgeted with the remote to turn on the tv. You took a bite out of the pasta, chewing down as you tasted the flavor.

‘’What do you think?’’ 

‘’It’s delicious’’ You spoke up, even though you didn’t sound excited, it really did taste really good.

He was close to you, sitting just inches away you could smell his cologne. You breathed in the sweet smell when you were done eating, not focusing on the movie in front of you at all as your hands found a way to fiddle with your nails again because of the anxiety of the match. San’s eyes caught the movement, throwing his hand over yours to stop you from hurting your nail beds before he noticed the uncleaned cuts on your knuckles. 

‘’Why haven’t you cleaned them up?’’ He asked.

‘’Haven’t had any time to do so’’ You replied, rubbing your fingers over the red marks. ‘’What are you doing?’’ You asked when he got up without saying anything. 

‘’Getting something to clean them for you, they could get infected’’ 

You sighed, getting up to sit on the couch as you watched him open de cabinets, taking out the first aid kit he probably noticed while cooking, before walking back to you as he sat down next to you before taking your hand in his. Your first instinct was pulling away before his stern look made you give in. 

He started cleaning with cotton swabs, holding your hand as you felt his warm skin against yours. You winced when the alcohol hit your skin, making him look up in worry before continuing after you gestured you were fine. He carefully cleaned all the cuts, placing a bandaid over the one on your arm. Unaware, your fingers went back to fiddling while San closed the first aid kit, making him place his hand over yours once again. 

He was close again, this time closer than before, his knee against yours as his hand covered both of yours. You looked at his hand, noticing the scar that ran through the middle. You ran your finger over it, wondering how he got it. 

‘’I used to get into fights a lot, before starting to use my anger for boxing’’ He spoke up, reading your mind. ‘’All the pent-up frustration always ended me up in trouble, this scar actually happened when they had knives while I used my hands’’ 

You looked at him, his eyes staring deep into yours as his body warmth radiated off him, feeling like a warm blanket landing over your cold body. There was some kind of deep care San started to feel for you. He understood the anxiety and stress you had for the matches, being the same as he always used to have before one. 

You felt him leaning in closer, eyes falling to your lips as he doubted just kissing you. Your hand went to his cheek, eyes still staring at his as you felt yourself falling into him more. The moment lasted forever before he finally leaned in, lips so close you could feel his breath before he interlocked his lips with yours. You returned the kiss immediately, eyes closing in satisfaction as you felt his soft lips against yours. It was careful, slow, and delicate how he kissed you as if you were fragile—as if his touching could break you. 

He pulled away, checking on you, before you kissed him again, this time a bit more intense. You felt every part of your body on fire, taking away every bit of anxiety with his lips on yours. His hand found its way to your thigh, pulling you over his lap while his tongue entered your mouth. 

Your hand pulled on his hair, making him bite your lip as he groaned before kissing your jawline, to your earlobe as he made his trail down your neck, his hands coming underneath your shirt to pull it off you. 

‘’Are you good?’’ He checked in, making you nod with a smile on your face before pecking his mouth softly making him grin. 

His hands traced the outline of your back, underneath the strap of your bra before going back down as his lips created little purple marks on your neck. You pulled off his shirt, revealing his toned torso, and wide shoulders on display. You let out little whimpers at the feeling of his lips. Your nails dug into the skin of his back to keep you from moaning. 

‘’Let me hear you, baby’’ He rasped in your ear, making you grow hot at the sound of his deep voice. He was teasing, testing out the waters to see what you liked. He felt it though, your legs trying to close every time he placed another kiss on your neck, down to your breast before his fingers found the clip of your bra. He looked at you for confirmation, making you nod approvingly as he undid your bra. Your bare chest comes in contact with this warm body. 

‘’Why are you so cold?’’ He asked, pressing your hips towards his to lock your body with him. You felt him all over you, breathing in his delicious cologne, his hard chest pressed into yours as he lifted your hips to take off his pants. 

‘’Do you want to do this?’’ He asked you, and you felt like you couldn’t do anything except nod. ‘’I need words baby’’ His hands traced your collarbones, making your breath hitch before muttering a faint ‘yes’.

His hands went around your hips, back to your waistline as he undid the cords of your sweats. You released a pleasured sigh as your bare core came in contact with San’s thigh. Your eyes closed, head falling backward as you released a moan. You didn’t even realize how turned on you were before even the slightest friction on your core resulted in a shock of pleasure running through you.

San looked at you with a surprised smirk on his face, like he was proud of himself for being able to get you like this. He felt nerves run through him when he really realized that it was you in front of him. Y/n who was always so picky with the people she let into her life. Y/n who never let anyone close to her. Hell he didn’t even know if anyone has ever been in this house besides you. 

So he pulled you closer, enjoying the moment with you he knew should be treasured as he caressed your side before lifting your lips and aligning you with his stiff length. You looked at him with those pretty eyes, almost pleading for pleasure as you slowly sunk down, meeting his hips as you bottomed out. 

Both of you needed a minute to catch your breath, before you started to slowly go up and down, igniting moans from both of you as San touched you caringly. His mouth fell open, sweat on his forehead as you felt so good around him.

‘’You’re so good at this, look at my good girl’’ He praised in your ear, arms wrapping around your waist before he turned both of you around, letting you down on the couch softly as he went in and out of you slow and deep. Your mouth was open, soft moans slipping out as you felt San everywhere. His one hand grabbed both of your wrists, pinning them above your head as his chest stayed against yours, grinding against you while the other hand lifted your knee towards your chest to go even deeper, hitting your sweet spot continuously. 

‘’San’’ You called out, reaching out to kiss him on his lips. His mouth devoured you as you felt yourself growing closer and closer. ‘’Don’t stop please— Fuck’’ 

‘’Won’t ever stop loving this pussy’’ He groaned, fingers pressing down on your clit as he spurred you on, even more, the knot in your stomach close to snapping. ‘’Hold it, baby, want to come with you’’ He said, going even deeper than before, making you whine as you tried to stop yourself from coming. 

‘’Come for me’’ He ordered, making you release immediately, the burning pleasure building its way up and crashing down on you as you closed your eyes, back arching against San’s stomach as he kissed your neck through it before shooting his load inside you, dropping his head in your neck and softly biting your shoulder as the pleasure overtook him. 

His body fell against yours, his elbow holding himself up so he didn’t crush you. You both had to catch your breath, your hand running through his soft black hair as his nose nuzzled in your neck while his other hand massaged your hip which he held so tightly. 

‘’Let’s take a shower’’ he murmured, pushing himself up as he grabbed your waist to take you with him. 

In the shower, he couldn’t help but cuddle you the entire time, naked bodies against each other as your eyes filled with tears. Your cheek was pressed against his chest, warm water falling against you as you held his shoulder tightly, never wanting to let go. 

‘’What’s wrong, love?’’ He asked, your heart doing twists at the nickname. 

‘’Just want you to hold me forever’’

‘’I will never let you go’’ He kissed your forehead, making you smile as tears fell down your cheek.

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[voxmortuus]

Hello!! Can I request Will Graham or Hannibal x fem!reader? Reader is a nurse and she helps him in an injury or something but he goes batshit crazy in love with her and stalks her and eventualy kidnapps her??

►PAIRING: Will Graham X F!Reader ►UNIVERSE: Hannibal ►WORDS: 1k ►SUMMARY/PROMPT: See Above. ►SONG INSPIRATION: Obsessed by Elle Lexxa ►TRIGGER WARNINGS: Mention of injury | Hospital | Blood | Will goes crazy | Stalking Will | Will Kidnaps Reader | I may be missing some, but you get a general idea, so please proceed with caution if there is anything in there that is overly triggering please let me know politely and I will make sure it is added to the list. ►NOTE: Sorry if this isn't what you expected, or had envisioned yourself, I apologize. But I hope you enjoyed my vision. ►IMAGE & DIVIDER CREDIT: @nyxvuxoa ►My Master Masterlist | Hannibal Masterlist

"Y/N, you have a patient in room 207. Head injury of some sort, superficial. Dr. Humphrey said to go ahead and clean him up, get his vitals and go ahead and send him home." the charge nurse told you. She gave you the chart and sent you off in that direction. Going through things all you wanted to do was go home.

Honestly, you were exhausted, and the idea of a hot shower, your favorite pair of sweatpants and tank top, followed by a bottle of your favorite brand of wine, some chicken wings, and binge-watching that show you've been meaning to watch sounded like a fantastic idea. That... that was the dream. But, right now, that was not reality.

"Hello, Mister..." you take a moment to look at the chart as you lick your lips. "Graham. A head injury I see here. Luckily it's nothing too serious. Nothing a little cleaning up and bandage can't fix. Then we'll send you on your way." You state looking over him for the first time. He was sweet looking, like a battered stray puppy. You tilt your head and let out a soft breath before you check out the wound on his forehead.

As Will is gazing up at you as you step close, he can't help but be in utter awe of you. How your eyes are shaped and the depth of their color of them, your nose seems to have that perfect shape, and your lips move when you speak. The way your voice sounded was like music to his ears and your complexion was absolutely lovely. It was the way your hair fell, and your scent, it was intoxicating in its own way. Though yes, you may have looked exhausted, but it was at that moment, he had this undying need to take care of you, to make you feel like you need not a car in the world.

Will watched you so intently, listening as you spoke, and when your hands came to his skin, he smiled softly. "Your hands are very pleasant." He stated softly.

"Excuse me?" You ask, the compliment took you off guard.

"Your hands, they aren't cold like most, they're very warm, it's a nice change." He stated.

"Oh... well... thank you, Mr. Graham. Now please, stop moving. I need to tend to this okay?" you give a soft chuckle, your eyes soften, and your aura relaxes.

"Oh, yes, sorry." He stated lowly and watches your face as you work.

Finishing up, you toss your gloves in the trash along with the items you used to clean up the wound on his head. Looking over him you offer a kind smile. Your smile, it was something that was really sticking with him. It was just you. Love at first sight, some would say, but to him, you had become an obsession. He needed to know everything was to know about you. He needed to know how you took your coffee, how you smelt after a shower, how soft your skin was after lotion, what you wore when you weren't at home, and how you cut your food, it was the simple things that drove him mad with needing to know.

He started to follow you. He began to learn your routine. Where you got gas for your car, what floor of your apartment you lived on, what time you went to bed, and when you went to work. He learned all of the little details. It was all so simple in his mind.

It wasn't like you knew, you were so involved in yourself and your work you didn't think to pay attention to your surroundings. And when he could have struck any time, he decided that his obsession was starting to consume him. He was dreaming of you, he was following you to the grocery store and would get behind you in line just to smell your hair.

You were that one thing he couldn't let escape his mind. He didn't want you to escape his mind. He damn well knew what he wanted. He had dreamt of it.

One night you were out of work, and instead of getting to your car, he approached you from behind, and with a rag he had used chloroform on he placed it over your mouth and nose, and after a few brief moments of inhalation you had passed out. Your body falls limp in his grasp, putting you in the back of his vehicle.

He didn't take you back to his place, instead, he took you to someplace he knew no one would come snooping. Not even Hannibal was going to come looking for you. He knew who you talked to, who you avoided, no one was coming. The thing is, he wasn't set out to murder you, he was obsessed with you, and he was going to do anything in his power to make you love him.

Once you were tied to the chair he sat across the room watching you, but it was taking a fair bit of time to wake you up. He watched, and watched, but nothing. Growing antsy he got up, and decorated the room around you, with flowers and nice things. Coffee- fresh even. Biting his lip he waited, and at that moment he heard you stir he moved to you.

"Wh...where am I?" you asked.

"Hi, I don't know if you remem-"

"Graham... head injury, why am I here? What happened?" you ask.

"I needed you. I have fresh coffee, flowers, and snacks..." he points out

"No, you needed me? Coffee, flowers, snacks... why am I tied up. Graham..." you start to panic

"No, no relax, I'm not going to hurt you I promise. You're safe, I promise, please, call me Will." He stated with a kind smile... damn a loving smile.

"Relax?! I'm tied up in some stranger's home! LET ME GO!" you demand.

"No, no, please, You don't have anyone else. I promise. You won't want to go home after this. Relax. Okay? I'll show you." He nodded.

This was the start of something utterly insane, he hoped that maybe you were going to love him, that you would stay, and maybe in time you did, or you managed to escape, or he let you go, the end is unforeseen, but it's not like you cannot dream of what the future for you holds.

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[caseylicious]

Hi hi! I’m here to request a scenario with the rottmnt boys that have an s/o who has trypanophobia and is injured to a degree that requires stitches but they are denying that treatment cause they are scared

mostly looking for it to be something like angst/comfort but other then that you can do whatever! ˊᗜˋ

The Healing Process.

Summary: Reader has trypanophobia (fear of needles), and has an injury which requires stitches. How do the brothers help them overcome this fear?

Characters: Leo, Raph, Mikey, and Donnie.

Reader: GENDER NEUTRAL (since it wasn't specified.)

Relationship: Romantic! (Established Relationship)

Warnings: Involvement of needles, blood, Mikey being sad, Hurt/Comfort-ish.. though it has fluff aspects as well.

Words: 3376

A/N: Thank you for requesting! It did take me a while to think about what to type since I don't have the fear myself. It brings some awareness to the fear though. I also had the feeling to make Mikey's just a tad more angsty than the others. Because honestly my boy needs that special pass too!

THE PLOT IS KINDA WACK... I GOT TIRED....

As always! Please, Enjoy 💐

[ If you have any constructive criticism or corrections for any of my English do let me know! :) ]

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You kept to yourself about your fear of needles from most people. You didn't want to be made fun of. For a simple phobia you had. Your boyfriend knew of this fear, due to opening up to him. You gave it no thought though. There was no real possibility you would end up in a hospital. You never believed that you could ever end up in a situation which required stitches. You were always aware of what you were doing, and most of the possible outcomes if you gotten hurt.

You imagined yourself with a simple bruise, a small cut. Nothing too serious. That was until you suddenly were thrown out of a window by a villain. Glass cutting your arm, you were in immediate pain.

Luckily the enemy was defeated by the Mad Dogs. April ran to you inspecting your wound. As she tried touching your arm; you cried in pain. Telling her to stop, you were scared of what was to come. Your boyfriend coming to your aid, rushed you to the lair for Donnie's treatment.

After a couple weeks of rest, Donnie said you were near-ready to be released. Saying that you now only needed stiches. And with that news, you denied the treatment. No matter how Donnie tried convincing you. You were terrified of the thought... So he called in your boyfriend, who explained the situation.

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💙 Leo

At first, He was confused why you refused his brother's treatment.

That was, until Donnie told him that it was you needing stiches.

You brought up the conversation when you and him were talking about relationship boundaries.

He had nothing to say about it, it was your fear! He's scared of things as well.

Like you, he didn't expect you to get any injury which required stiches.

That was until he witnessed you get thrown out of your apartment down to the New York road.

Saved just intime by a portal, he listened to yours sobs of fear of near-death.

After some weeks of rest, and bandages... You were getting better. Mentally and physically...

Before he heard your scream of terror as Donnie held a needle and thread in his gloved hand.

You needed a distraction, and he knew just how to do it.

- - - - - - - - - -

Your body trembled as your eyes viewed Donnie's left hand. He was holding the very thing you feared, a needle. Usually for most people, they can go through situations such as this. And you were ashamed of being afraid of such small things.

Leo quickly rushed to Donnie's room, seeing your frightened face. "D- Donnie what happened?" He sat next to you, grabbing hold of your free hand gently. Donnie groaned, leaning back in his own chair. Leo could feel your hand shake. He rubbed small circles, hoping it'd calm you down. And it did, until Donnie revealed what he had to do. "Y/N is refusing the last part of their treatment."

Leo having a confused look on his face, he comes to realize; that the last part of your treatment were stiches. "Hey Don— isn't there like some... I dunno. Smart way of not doing stiches?" Donnie gave it some thought and consideration, before sighing in defeat. "Unless they want a permanent scar on their arm, they have to get the stiches."

You certainly didn't want any scars. Especially on your exposed skin. But you hated needles... Maybe this once. You can handle the treatment. In a shaky voice you spoke, "I'll take the.. s- stiches." Donnie nodded to your choice, rolling his chair closer to you. Preparing his needle; you looked away into your boyfriend's plastron. He frowned seeing you act like this, until he decided to distract you a little.

"Have I ever told you how D almost destroyed New York because of a video game?" Opening your tightly shut eyes, you looked up at him curiously. "I'm sorry, but did you say video game?" He nodded with his cheeky smile. "Uhh, yeah! What was it again? Pinky game?" Donnie's brows furrowed, embarrassed and annoyed of his brothers' shenanigans. Leo's attempts at cheering you up were amusing. Amusing enough, for you to relax your shoulders. This was the very reason why you loved Leo. He was funny, relatable, sweet, and overall someone you loved being around.

"I think you mean Purple Game... I saw some billboards of it." Leo smirked, massaging your hand. "Well, because of that game he almost destroyed New York with a giant robot..." You chuckled. "Like those Japanese Hero Movies?" He thought for a minute before coming up with an answer. "Yeah Babe. Like a Japanese Hero movie!"

You remembered when you chose to read some comics with Leo. It was the day he vaguely told you; that he loved you. You were sitting in his room which he, quote on quote says: "Is the best room out of all of them!" You believed him at first, before realizing later on Splinter slept above him. The memory made you giggle, covering your mouth slightly. He raised an eyebrow looking deeper into your eyes. "Well, what's got you laughing all of a sudden babe?" You grinned even more, staring into his eyes. "Nothing.. just the thought of you." "Oh? The thought of me you say? What was it about?" You rolled your eyes. About to say what on earth you thought of, before a quick "Finished." was heard. Confused, you turned your head down to your arm. The treatment was done! "I- that didn't even hurt!"

"Obviously. My brothers' nonsense kept your brain busy." He placed away the needle into a tin which he would sanitize at a later date. "Be careful next time, and try staying behind when we go on missions. We don't want that to open up." You nodded your head, placing your focus on your boyfriend. "Thank you..."

He chuckled, planting a kiss on your free hand. "You're welcome."

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❤️ Raph

Raph thought your injury would end up worse, when he saw your body get thrown out of that window.

It was only a slim chance of luck you didn't break any of your bones, thankfully.

But even with such luck, he was frustrated that he didn't prevent it from happening.

He could've grabbed you away from the blow.

He could've switched places with you.

He could've not brought you in the first place...

And now he has to face the consequences. Stiches...

Not for him, but for you. And he felt terrible, knowing your fear of needles.

He gets it! He's afraid of being alone. He would take needles around you seriously.

Honestly, Raph would cry with you. Just to how much he hated seeing you cry.

Mental Raph came up with an idea to cheer you up.

- - - - - - - - - -

"No! D- donnie. I don't want stiches!" He sighed, backing away from you. "Y/N, you understand that you can either wait a month for that to scar your body or take the stiches." Raph walked through the room after he got a text from his younger brother. About you specifically. "Donnie, I'm here what's happening?-" You could hear Donnie sigh with relief. "Thank goodness you're here. Your partner here is rejecting my assistance." Raph placed his focus onto you. Your face showed pure terror, you were trying hard not to cry. It hurt him deeply.

"Hey.. Don can you give us some space?" His brother glancing back to you, nodded. Walking out of his room, closing the door. That's when you absolutely broke down into a sob. Covering your face with your free hand. You were ashamed of how scared you were of something that was going to help you. Raph sat down next to you, wrapping his arms around you. "Hey... no ones' gonna get mad at ya. If you don't want the stiches." Your sobs were muffled in his plastron.

You knew that nobody was going to make fun of you for the fear. Donnie was just worried about your injury, and everyone else was too. "I- i know... it's just..." You wanted to say how you felt. But you just didn't know what to say. Too many emotions were present, and you didn't know how to handle it.

Raph nodded, "You don't have to say anything, y'know? I just want you to feel safe." You listened to your boyfriend, as he comforted you. "Just take deep breaths, in and out... like you taught me. Remember?" Oh, that's right...

A flashback begins to when "Savage Raph" was present. You got a text from Donnie that your boyfriend went missing. In the sewers. Now at first, you tried thinking of ways Raph possibly could've gotten spit up from the others. But as you walked to the sewer manhole, you began to realize how important this situation was. You knew your boyfriend couldn't handle being by himself.

Especially in the sewers out of all places. Donnie said it himself, "The Sewers are a labyrinth to tamper with!" You couldn't imagine yourself stuck in a maze. By yourself out of all things...

When you joined the others on the chase of Raph, you worried that he'd destroy something. Not because of the destruction, but because of the thought of him handling his emotions and fear in an unhealthy way. The moment you found Savage Raph, you spoke to him. Telling him that everything is okay. That he didn't need to be afraid. You told him you'd always be there for him, no matter the situation. In a hug like right now, you told him to breathe in and out. Resulting in Raph to calm down and return back to normal. So, like Raph; you began to control your breathing. Listening to Raph's heartbeat, you felt your heart feel all mushy and gushy. You weren't alone. He was here. You pulled your face away from his chest, feeling brave. "I'm ready for the stiches." He nodded, smiling back at you. "There's the Y/N I know." Raph then called Donnie back inside, telling him you were ready. Surprised, he agreed and continued the treatment. You were surprised to find out that it didn't hurt! After Donnie finished, you covered Raph's face in small kisses. Leaving him a red mess.

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🧡 Mikey

He completely understood your fear of needles. While he may be one of The Mad Dogs, he is scared of things too! Such as ghosts and the dark.

But he promised you he'd keep you completely safe. He was Michelangelo! The fearless orange turtle.

With some hugs and kisses on your cheek, you told him that he was indeed: "The Fearless Orange Turtle."

He believed that you wouldn't get too hurt. As long as he was careful bringing you along in his missions.

His beliefs immediately changed as he felt your hand pull away from his.

He watched as your body fell through the window and his body moved without command.

He jumped out of that building, using his weapon to catch you from certain doom.

Ever since that day, he hasn't ever felt so disappointed in himself.

- - - - - - - - - -

Mikey has had nightmares which scared him. Bad nightmares, realities where he didn't catch you in time. Nightmares where you died. He always woke up, running to Donnie's room. Waking up you and Donnie almost immediately. "Mikey, What happened?" He always stared at your face for a good minute, before calming down. "Babe...?" You were always concerned whenever he barged in. Was it some sort of traumatic response? "..Nothing. Just.. thought I heard something was all..." Mikey always scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. You knew he couldn't stop thinking about that night, and you couldn't blame him. You as well couldn't stop thinking about that incident. The night where you got caught in the crossfire of attacks.

You could've died.

You never knew really, what Mikey was thinking about each time he saw your face. But you just knew it wasn't good for him...

The moment you saw Donnie mark on his calendar that you could be released, made you and Mikey very happy. You could finally get out of bed and he could finally hug you again! That was until Donnie told you all you needed now were stiches. It took you both by surprise, in almost a blink of an eye... fear filled your body.

"W- what do you mean stiches?" Your grip on Mikey's hand tightened. He could feel your hand shake a little. "It's a quick treatment. Do not fret worry Y/N! You're lucky that it is I, who is doing this for you." He waited for you to chuckle, but your focus was on the needle in his hand. Mikey felt bad, kneeling a little to look at you. "..Hey Y/N, it'll be alright! D- donald always takes good care of his patients." His voice broke a little. Which confused you to a degree where your fear almost was replaced with concern. "And he isn't the only doctor here! Doctor Positive is right here with you!" And almost immediately, he kissed your cheek. Which did comfort you.

Mikey pat your head once, moving your hair behind your ear. You took a deep breathe in. "Donnie, I'm ready." The older brother got started on your arm, and you didn't feel a single thing. You and Mikey thanked him and he waved you off. This would be the end of Mikey's part, but you just felt something was off with your boyfriend.

"Hey.. sweetheart?" You called for him and he turned his head around in response. "Oh? Yes Y/N? What is it?-" Suddenly you hugged him. And just like that, Mikey began to tremble. "Are you okay?.." you asked with a low voice. You could feel Mikey try to figure out what to say. But you had a good idea of what was going through his head. "I was scared too.. but I'm here now. I'm okay."

"B- but Y/N... it's my fault you got hurt!" He looked down at you, tears in the corners of his eyes. "Don't blame yourself. It's not your fault Mikey... I'm here, I'm alive." Drip. Drip.

You felt your boyfriends' tears fall onto your forehead. You could only imagine the amount of guilt he must've felt. He hugged you back tightly, as you began to cry as well. You both needed each other, and that's why you both belonged to each other...

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💜 Donnie

Donnie was a bit confused on why you'd be afraid of needles out of all things. They were just so small, so dainty!

Now don't take this the wrong way, he just doesn't see your fear in a logical sense.

He does acknowledge it though. Making sure whenever you were around no needles could be seen.

He reassured you that there was no possibility of you ever being harmed by a needle.

It was only a few weeks later that he watched as your body was thrown out.

He hasn't had flown on his "jetpack-like" battle shell that fast in a long time...

It must've been a bad fall, because as the enemy threw a stone into the propellers of the battle shell; it malfunctioned.

Causing you both to fall, breaking Donnie's protective shell while protecting you.

He miscalculated the possibilities of you being harmed like this. How could he let a small mistake slide like this?

Now, you were in bed as Donnie checked over you constantly.

He wasn't going to let another mistake happen again.

- - - - - - - - - -

You were suddenly woken up by a cold hand. You shivered, opening your eyes to meet Donnie's. He was hesitant on what to do, but he always somehow looked like he knew what he was doing...

"Have I woken you? I apologize.." You only scanned his face, happy to always see his purple bandana-self. "Well.. yes. You did, but I'm glad to wake up seeing you.." You smiled gently towards him as you began to sit up. He placed his hand on your back, supporting your weight. "Thanks... mm." You slowly moved your bandaged hand onto the railing of the bed. Your boyfriend inspected your arm carefully and with care.

Many things were going through Donnie's head, and you could hear him mumble logic to himself. It was sad, honestly. However you didn't want to see your boyfriend frown. So you tried to make him feel better. "Hmm.. Y'know I love you right?" He lifted his head up immediately looking at you. A blush covered his cheeks, as he looked back down to your arm. "I love you as well..." This cheered you up yourself, however he spoke again. "Your wound looks healed enough, we can take off the bandages." He watched as you smiled excitedly, waiting for him to unwrap the bandages. But he didn't. You sensed that he wasn't telling you something so you asked, "What's wrong, D?" He frowned, pushing his chair back. "Hun?" You frowned, holding his hand with your free one. As he looked back at you, trying to stay as professional as possible. "We'll have to stich your arm.. if you want your arm to completely heal."

Tension filled the room, as you moved your head to the side to have a view on his table. And he was right. There was a needle with string, and some spray which would numb your arm. You gripped onto the railing of your bed a little, scared. "..D- do I have too?" You didn't want to overstimulate his thinking process with your fear, but he shook his head. "You don't have to. We can wait a little longer for the skin to grow back. However it'll create a scar on you." You considered this option for a couple minutes, before realizing how hurt Donnie could feel.

If he had to see how a misstep in his thinking, caused you to get hurt. He wouldn't forgive himself. You didn't want that... and Donnie could see your consideration on both options. He could see that you didn't want to hurt him...

After thinking out a solution he grabs hold of your free hand. "..Hey. I'll show you what'll happen. How about that?" If he were to show you what would happen, revealing to you that it wasn't as bad as you thought. Then maybe you'd feel less scared of saying what you wanted. You nodded your head, curious on what would happen.

He grabbed a plastic arm, supposedly representing human skin. It grossed you out, but you paid more attention to his demonstration.

"So, first I'll use this spray." He picked up the bottle behind him, showing you the front and back. You looked at the label seeing it was legit. "And I'll spray it onto your skin..." You watched as your boyfriend sprayed the plastic arm two times. "This will make your arm feel a little fuzzy, resulting in you not feeling my touch." He grabbed a separate needle. "After I do that, I'll get.. my tool ready." You watched as his dark green hands, handle the plastic arm with the needle in hand. "And begin stitching, you see Y/N. Because of the numbing spray, you won't feel the instrument hit your skin. And you won't even have to see. I can place a blindfold on you, or place a stress ball in your hand."

You nodded your head again to the information. This helped, a lot! Somehow his demonstration relaxed your mind. Knowing what was to come to your procedure. "Yeah, can I have a stress ball?" He smiled, grabbing a purple ball. Placing it on your palm. He threw away the needle he used for the demonstration, getting another one. Donnie looked up at you. "Ready?"

You took a deep breathe, "Ready." And then the demonstration happened on you. The numbing spray felt cold and you shivered a bit to it. But that's pretty much what distracted you from the needle. The stress ball helped control your fear too!

"And... done. How do you feel Y/N?" He glanced to you, wishing to know your feedback.

"Hmm.. Lucky to have the smartest boyfriend in the world." You rubbed your hand to his cheek. As embarrassed he was, he held your hand nuzzling his head into your hand like putty. "I love you..."

You smiled, "I love you too."

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[winter-leftovers]

Til The End Of Eternity || Chapter twenty two: For The Glory Of Merlin (22/?)

(Douxie Casperan x f!reader)

Summary: Y/n is trying to figure her life out but is going to be hard since her brother is the new trollhunter and she is plagued by dreams and feelings she doesn’t understand.

Chapter Summary: The trollhunter team enters Merlin’s tomb. Y/n can’t keep her secret anymore.

Word count: 2883

Warnings: canon death/suicide, a drip of angst?

(Season 3 Episodes 7, 8)

Song?: American Teenager by Ethel Cain

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The trollhunter team entered Merlin’s tomb ready to face whatever was inside waiting for them. Y/n was ready to let them face the tests on their own. She trusted her friends, she trusted her father if this was meant to be then they didn’t need her.

She felt like a scientist observing her little mice, getting excited when Toby accidentally stepped on the right tile but frustrated when he didn’t realize what the bag was for. Luckily, Claire quickly sprung into action solving the puzzle in record time. Putting the bag on the tile, taking the room back in time, planting the seed next to the wall they needed to climb, going back and taking the room back to the present with a gigantic plant that they could climb to get to the other side, all in less than five minutes.

Y/n had to bite her cheek to stop a laugh from erupting from her chest. She imagined her father seeing this, seeing Claire demolish his ‘oh so clever trap’ in record time.

“Claire, you’re a genius”

“Good work, Claire”

The team praised as they climbed the root to the other room.

The second room was dark. Here there was no light shining through the outside.

“Ugh” Toby grunted. He had tripped on a rock “Wish we had a light”

“Oh, wait” Claire opened her backpack and pulled out a flashlight “I hate it when my parents are right” she moved the flashlight trying to get a sense of the room.

Claire’s light hit the wall, they returned a green light. The girl frowned, pointing her flashlight directly to the wall not moving it this time.

“Whoa” Toby gasped.

The walls illuminated revealing drawings along them.

Toby ran to observe the drawings from up close.

“Great Gorgus!” Exclaimed Blinky “This appears to be a depiction of history. A timeline”

“The staff of avalon” Jim pointed out.

Y/n got closer to the wall to observe the drawings. She saw Morgana standing proudly next to Merlin, it was back when she was his student, back when hope was still enough. She saw her father standing tall, serious, a little more hair than he had the last time she saw him and then, down to the left, she saw herself with her staff, she was still a child. It was an anomaly that a child had won their staff but she’s her father’s daughter.

She caressed the indentation in the wall, her posture may indicate determination but she was still a child with sad eyes. Y/n smiled, her sadness indicated one thing, that Douxie wasn’t living in the castle yet. Her determination was a facade for the kingdom to see. She wishes she could go back in time to say to herself ‘Hang on! A raven haired boy and his cat are going to come by and save you!’

Y/n’s reflection is cut short by Aaarrrgghh’s roar. She turns around and sees Angor Rot attack the troll with his dagger.

“Run for your life!” Blinky screamed at the trio.

The kids ran as fast as they could but Angor was mad, focused on killing them. He was able to catch up with them by climbing the wall. He jumped and grabbed Jim’s arms, both of them falling to the ground.

“Trollhunter!” Angor Rot squeezed his dagger.

Jim screamed when he saw the troll face from up close.

Aaarrrgghh hit the wall creating an avalanche of stones, giving Jim the possibility to escape from Angor Rot grasp and the trollhunter team to escape from the room.

“Ha! Oh!” Toby laughed before he tripped on something hard.

They turned around and Claire illuminated the floor. Draal’s arm was squeezed into a gate on the floor.

“Draal” Jim took the arm out activating the sharp blades of the trap.

“Is a dead end” Claire said as the blades spun threatening to tear them apart.

Angor Rot screamed as he escaped his tomb of stones, dagger in hand.

“Plan! Plan! Plan? Anyone? We need a plan!” Toby screamed, stretching his arms, trying to protect his friends behind him.

“Draal’s arm. Gunmar must’ve used it to halt the blades” said Blinky.

“Here goes something!” Jim pushed the bronze hand against the blades stopping the mechanism.

Angor Rot growled and charged like a mad bull.

“Go, go, go” Jim was the last to jump, taking Draal’s hand with him.

“I’ll kill you” the troll screamed.

“Jim!!” Toby screamed as he lost his balance on the white quartz he was standing on.

“Wingman!!” Aaarrrgghh ran behind him, jumping to the void and grabbing the quartz as he was able to catch Toby by his pants “Gotcha!”

“Toby!!” Y/n ran to the border and saw the troll balancing himself with one hand while with the other he was holding Toby as they hanged over nothingness.

“I never thought I’d enjoy a wedgie so much” Toby laughed.

Y/n chuckled in relief, walking back giving Aaarrrgghh and Toby space to climb back.

Outside of the cave, in the event of danger, she had her magic, she could always step up if the situation needed it but here, in the cave where no magic was allowed, the only thing she had was a dagger that was useless in this situation.

“Oh, Nana was right. Gonna need those extra undies” Toby panted, fixing his pants.

“Toby” Claire screamed as she threw herself in her arms.

Jim put his free hand on his shoulder with a smile.

Y/n ruffled his hair.

“By Deya’s grace. It appears we’re in the innermost sanctum. The heart of Merlin’s tomb” Blinky admired the infinity cave illuminated by white crystals.

“If this is the heart, I bet Merlin’s staff is somewhere close” said Jim.

Angor Rot’s screams and struggle to get through could still be heard in the distance.

“Draal can’t be far. Look for the staff, I’ll get him back” Jim continued.

“I’ll go with you” Y/n looked at Jim.

“Y/n, no”

“Listen, there’s not much time and you can’t really win me in stubbornness”

Toby nodded

“So I’m going with you. You have no excuse this time. No armor, no sword, no amulet”

Jim took a moment to observe her sister and frowned “Fine” Jim nodded.

“There’s only one way to go” said Blinky

“Down!” Completed Aaarrrgghh

The siblings started to climb down the never ending stairs of crystals in silence. Y/n walked a little behind Jim.

‘He has grown so much’ she thought as she observed the way he walked. The determination in his face, his baby face that couldn’t grow a beard yet ‘Young. Much too young’

She wondered what was with the world and the chosen ones. Why must they be that young? Was it absolutely necessary for the plan? Was the sacrifice of the youth an element so necessary that we must use it again, again and again?

She had lived almost nineteen years next to her father and had never come close to understanding the why of the youngness of the victors, of the saints, of the greats, of the trollhunter in this case. Nine thousand nineteen years walking this earth and still she can’t find an answer as to why a sixteen year old. Why her sixteen year old brother?

Guilt brews in her stomach. If she was able to face Morgana without folding to the memory of what once was maybe this wouldn’t be happening.

“Nothing yet over here” Jim screamed to his friends “This place feels like it goes on forever” he said lower.

“I know, right?” Y/n said, trying to swallow the guilt.

Jim kept walking, gaining distance from his sister. A big growl made Y/n run behind him.

“Guys, I found Draal!” Jim's scream resonated through the cave.

“Hurry! We should regroup” screamed back Blinky.

“Are you okay?!” Y/n screamed when she saw her brother laying down on the ground.

Draal sighed. He was already resigned to the uncomfortable position he was in, multiple crystals holding him in place.

“I’m alright!” Jim stood up and went to help Draal, Y/n right behind him.

“I made an oath to protect you. I have broken that oath. I remember attacking you. I have lost my honor, failed you all!” Draal said, clenching his fist.

“No. It’s not your fault. Gunmar forced you to do things you would never have done yourself. You were under his control” Jim helped the troll put his metal arm and looked him into the eyes “You’re not just my protector, Draal. You’re my friend” Jim hugged Draal, surprising the troll but he quickly reciprocated it.

Y/n looked up trying to give them some privacy.

“Where is it?” Gunmar's angry screams echoed through the cave.

“Gunmar” Y/n looked at Jim.

“We gotta beat him to the staff” Jim turned to Draal “Come on, Draal”

“By my father’s name, he will taste vengeance!” The troll chuckled.

The three of them started to climb down the crystals.

“I see it!” Claimed Jim.

Y/n looked down and saw the green glimmer of the staff of Avalon. The staff was embedded in a crystal cut in half. She took a deep breath. They were halfway through their trip.

“Gunmar’s almost got the staff” Jim said as he slid down to a place Y/n couldn’t follow.

“You get to the staff! I’ll take care of Gunmar” Draal turned his back, inviting Jim to climb in “Hang on, Trollhunter!” He screamed as he jumped to the crystal holding the staff.

“No” Y/n whispered, extending her hands as if she could stop them. She hanged there as she saw Draal pushing Gunmar out of the way so Jim could grab the staff of Avalon. She let go of the worry she had stuck in her lungs in the form of a chuckle when she saw Jim wielding the staff.

“Trollhunter” Angor Rot fell from the sky falling onto the crystal Jim was standing, the strength of the fall breaking it.

“Jim” Y/n screamed.

The trollhunter fell backwards with the crystal clinging to it only with one hand.

“Give me the staff, Trollhunter!” Gunmar jumped to the sinking crystal and tried to take the staff from him.

Jim jumped to the side but the movements of the crystal made him fall.

“Gatcha” Drall caught him by the feet and threw him back into action.

Y/n dug her nails into the crystal, she felt every piece dug into her skin but she couldn’t feel the pain. She couldn’t intervene. She couldn’t help. She felt the tears burning her face as she saw Gunmar clawing Draal’s chest, as she heard her brother plead for the life of his friend.

“We are too late. Gunmar has the staff!” Blinky gasps.

Y/n shakes her head, trying to concentrate back in the present. She let go of the crystal she was holding and jumped to the one her friends were in observing Gunmar stealing the staff.

The group gasped. Angor Rot jumped, magic dagger in hand, ready to stab Jim but Draal stood in the way, getting stabbed instead. Draal quickly grabbed Angor Rot in a chokehold, if he was going down he was going to take the evil that killed him with him.

“You would give your life for a human? Why?” Angor tried to escape Draal’s grip but it was impossible.

“Because he’s my friend!” Draal walked backwards and looked at Jim one last time “It has been my honor, fleshbag” he said before jumping.

“Draal” Jim screamed, running toward the edge where his friend had jumped. Blinky and Toby followed him and dragged him out of the collapsing crystal

“Draal” Jim kept calling.

Y/n held Jim into her arms and whispered into his brother’s hair “He’s gone, Jim, I’m sorry”

“And without the magic of the staff, the cave is collapsing” Blinky warned.

They looked up and saw Aaarrrgghh stopping a crystal big enough to smash all of them.

“Go” screamed the troll as he toasted the crystal into the abyss.

The team ran following the light of an exit that was crushed by a rock big enough that not even Aaarrrgghh could lift.

“Too big” Aaarrrgghh said as he pushed the boulder.

“It’s okay, wingman. You tried” consoled Toby.

“It’s hardly okay” Blinky pushed past Toby. Y/n doesn’t remember seeing him leave “We’re on the distinctly wrong side of the cavern’s collapse. Merlin’s tomb will now apparently become our own” he screamed as he pushed the rock.

The cavern’s growls became more intense, suddenly the crystal started to fall more strongly and frequently. The team ran to Aaarrrgghh looking for refuge.

Y/n closed her eyes trying not to laugh at the irony of dying at the hands of the contraption she builded. As if the world was answering her, the falling of rubble stopped.

“Or we could go that way. There’s an opening” Claire pointed out.

“Thus affording us the opportunity to be trapped somewhere else” complained Blinky.

“Or it’s a way out, huh?” Said Toby “You just gotta think positive”

“I’m not entirely sure I know how” explained Blinky as they started to walk the new path.

“We can tell” said Y/n.

The team kept walking, hiking the falling crystals.

“We need to find a way to go up” said Jim.

“Hmm. Right. Yeah, look for some stairs or better yet, an elevator” Toby laughed

Y/n laughed. She was glad for Toby’s humor right now because she had no idea where they were.

“That way!” Indicated Aaarrrgghh.

Everyone followed and Y/n wished she could live in a moment ago, when she was ignorant of where they were.

“Great Globus, it’s him” announced Blinky.

“Is it really?” Asked Claire

“Must be” said Aaarrrgghh

“Merlin” Jim named him and the stone from the amulet that he kept in his pocket started to shine. He took it out and walked towards the sleeping wizard.

Y/n started to walk backwards, trying to blend with the walls. A part of her wanted to run to her father’s arms, the other just wanted to disappear.

Two small lights jumped from the stone to Merlin’s eyes. Jim got closer, illuminating the wizard with the stone trying to observe him closer. Merlin’s eyes opened wide and took a deep breath, swallowing the spiderwebs. Jim screamed in terror.

Y/n put a hand in his mouth, trying to keep the laughter from coming out.

Jim stood up and observed in awe at the one dead wizard now having a coughing fit.

Merlin, now calm down, lay back down and looked to the side

“Are you the trollhunter?”

“Uh, uh” Jim couldn’t speak.

“I thought you’d be taller” Melin said.

Y/n started to bite her hand so she wouldn’t laugh.

“Yes, I expected much taller. And older” Merlin dusted his armor of “How old are you? Ten?

“Uh, sixteen?” Jim smiled.

“I guess I was only off by, mmm…” Merlin lay back down and started to do the math in his head “Six plus four, carry the one…fourteen years”

Y/n’s laughter died in her throat, her hands fell to her side ‘He wasn’t expecting a child?’

“Holy Merlin. It’s really you!” Toby screamed.

“Just what kind of troll are you?” Merlin looked at Toby up and down

“I’m not a troll! I’m a Toby”

“And who is this lovely creature?”

Claire chuckled.

Y/n smiled. She remembered being a child and her father playing pretend with her. Dancing around his office and all his introductions starting with “And who is this lovely creature?”

“Blinkous Galadrigal, at your ser…”

“Not you” Merlin stopped Blinky and turned back to Claire “You”

“Uh, Claire Nuñez, sir” she walked out from behind Blinky.

“A pleasure, my dear”

“Oh, she gets to be “my dear”” Toby turns to Y/n and rolls his eyes.

Y/n opens her eyes wide. She looks back at Merlin, but he was busy cracking every bone in his body. She sighed in relief.

“Okay, then, first things first” Merlin rubbed his hands “Why haven’t you greeted me?” He lifts his brow.

The team looked at each other in confusion.

Y/n pushed herself out of the wall

“I…I…” her mouth opened and closed but no sound came out.

“I can see you” Merlin insisted.

The team turned and looked at Y/n.

“I thought…you may want to meet the team first” her accent heavy on her tongue.

“Come to the light” the wizard ordered but his voice was soft.

Y/n looked at her friends' confused faces and looked down, walking the few steps that separated her from her father.

She saw her father’s beard contour in a smile that she mirrored.

“Hi” she whispered as she looked up to his blue eyes.

“I’ve been away for a long time” He grabs her by the shoulders “You really have grown, birdie” he whispers only for her to hear.

Y/n smiles and nods, trying to hold the tears in place. She imagined a thousand times having her father back in front of her, she never imagined her anger would melt.

“I have missed you, father” she smiles, taking one of his hands.

“Whaaaaat?” Toby says.

A/n: this is my version of Merlin and you are so not ready for it!!!

how many chapters do you think it’s going to take me to use drywall by paris paloma or tolerate it by taylor swift? 🤔 i have a whole daddy issues playlist dont tempt me to use more than one song

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Agent Coopers car - Dale Cooper x fem reader

Fandom - Twin Peaks

Pairing: Dale Cooper x fem reader Genre: Smut Warning(s): Sexual content. Smut without plot lmao, “fluff”-smut, penetration, semi-public, switch!Dale, teasing, cuss words, petnames, reader has “fem” anatomy Words: 1.1K Summary: Spicy time in Dale’s car after work <3 English is not my main language, if I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! <3 AO3 link soon!

There's fog over the town of Twin Peaks tonight. Apart from the owls hooting, the town is quiet. 

It seems most people have gone to sleep, except you and special agent Dale Cooper. 

The two of you are working on a case together, but even special agents need some time off after a long day in service. 

Dale choosing to bring you as his partner for this mission might not have been the brightest idea. Sure, he enjoyed the company, but he barely got any work done, with your subtle teasing and flirtatious glances at him. At first he was confused but he knows you, and realized what it was you wanted. He was embarrassed but pleased. 

Still, it was a bit annoying, having his colleagues asking if he’s ok, since they never see  the calm and collected agent acting flustered and distracted. 

You usually take your job seriously, but lately it’s been so much work, that you and Dale barely get any alone time together. Once you get home, late at night, none of you are in the mood, or have the energy to get physical with each other. 

Seeing your boyfriend being all serious and focused, just to make him a flustered, annoyed and blushing mess in front of the task force was too tempting to not act up on. 

Once in the car, he confronted you about the behavior. Dale is almost never mad, and you rarely have arguments. 

You could tell from his forced sweet, calm tone that he was pretty pissed off. 

…But his boner said something totally different. 

Like two love drunk fools, you couldn’t keep it in your pants nor wait until you got home before basically ripping each other's clothes off. 

God, you’ve missed his bare pale skin and those toned abs. 

With the front seats pulled back for comfort, the two of you moan in unison. Dale's arms are wrapped around you. His palms are gently pressed around your back to keep you close to him as you ride him. He lets out a soft whimper, already feeling the second orgasm build up as he buckles his hips up, driving his hardened cock deeper inside of you. You cuss out loudly as he starts kissing your chest, bringing your right boob into his mouth, flicking his tongue around the nipple as you continue bouncing on his length. 

Luckily, no one has driven past you yet, but it’s not like you care. 

Dale pulls away from your chest, looking up at you in awe, with brown eyes shining in desperation. 

“I’m gonna…” 

“Not yet, Coop…” 

You coo, continuously moving back and forth on his dick, bringing yourself close to the edge too. He starts mumbling how unfair you are but you know he likes it. His sweaty palms move down, from your back and to your ass, giving it a squeeze as he holds you still, once again slapping his hips up, filling you completely with his member. You gasp and feel your walls clench around him. You can barely continue riding, as the intense pleasure makes you freeze momentarily. 

Dale looks smug over your reaction.

“Don’t stop riding me now.” 

He murmurs, brushing a strand of hair from your wet forehead. 

Slowly, you start moving your hips again and let out loud moans from the pleasure. Dale goes from your hair, to your breast which he squeezes, and down to your wetness. He uses his thick thumb to rub lazy circles around your swollen clit and you whimper. 

“Fuck… Are you trying to take control?”

“Maybe.”

“You’re playing a dangerous game, Coop.” You hiss. “Oh fuck….”

His fingers are more rough with your sensitive clit now, and he pinches it lightly. 

“You started it… This is karma for trying to make me horny at work.”

“I succeeded.”

“Mhm… And now I’m getting revenge by driving you crazy.” 

Dale’s voice is soft as always and he smiles against your lips as you kiss. He continues stimulating you, whilst your movements get more sloppy and slow. Your legs practically feel like jelly when riding him.

“Mmm… Dale?”

“Yes, cutie?”

“You can cum now.”

Your voice is almost like a whisper.

“Can I take control, my love?” 

His voice is sweet and loving, but you know he’s teasing you. You are usually on top, and Dale is comfortable with being submissive to you. But every once in a while he likes having you at his mercy. 

You nod eagerly, too exhausted to fight back. He pulls out momentarily, just to flip you around. You are now laying on your back in the bent-down seat, Dale hovering over you, holding one hand around his erection, which he pumps slowly whilst looking at your naked body. 

You open your legs for him, your cunt dripping from arousal. He is gentle as he guides himself back into you, doing so with a grunt. 

Dale loves having you in missionary, seeing your gorgeous face as he uses long delicate strokes to satisfy himself and you. 

He watches your eyes roll back, knowing you’re completely at his mercy now. The sight makes him ache for release.

“Together?” 

He whispers, kissing your neck, being careful, but determined to leave hickeys on your cute neck. 

“Together.” 

You whisper back, resting in the seat as you let Dale be dominant for change. The both of you moan, reaching a second orgasm together. He twitches inside of you, as he releases his seeds into the condom, which is the only thing keeping you apart. Your own orgasm is intense, the pleasure making you dizzy as you cum over his cock and the warm leather seat under your naked body. Dale shivers from the wonderful feeling of his climax. He holds still inside of you as you both calm down from the intimacy you shared. 

After riding out your high, you’re panting for air, looking at the ceiling of the car. Dale pulls out his softening cock, rolling onto the bent-down seat beside yours. His warm sweaty hand finds yours, and you intertwine fingers. 

“Wow… I needed that.”

Dale says with a tired but satisfied grin. You chuckle and nod in agreement. 

“So did I.” You sigh happily and roll closer to him. “I love you Dale”

“I love you too, cutie.”

You cuddle up with him, happy to finally be in his arms again.

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