#reader who is so confused n frustrated…. hissing ”why do you care so much

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

Oh em gee :,( ari :,( thank you for yapping at me…………. My brain juices started flowing…….. I knew all I needed was some of your ideas…,,, and the little hamsters in my brain started running around again!!!!!!!!!!! Ik u said don’t feel bad for sending asks but…. I feel a little guilty sending another one….. but the brain hamsters started working and I can’t deprive them of spreading their little hamster ideas 😔😔 BUT ALSO??? I NEED TO TALK ABT HOW U REPLIED TO MY PREV ASK. THEM TALKING WHEN UR SLEEPING??? AND MAYBE?? YOU SECRETLY HEARING??? IM GOING INSANEEEEEEE IM LITERALLY DISINTEGRATING AS WE SPEAK :((( satoru wanting to confess bc he doesn’t want u sad over ur ex……… sugu convincing him they shouldn’t rush u…….. :( sobs… they r so special to me. imagine what would happen if u just sat up in the middle of them talking like “🤨🤨I heard all of that btw.” but like. What do you think they’d do if your ex did try getting back together with you? Either that or just trying to get back into contact ……. Just an idea :3 giggles…. N E WAYS I HOPE UR HAVING A WONDERFUL DAY SLASH NIGHT!!! MWUA MWUA TAKE CARE AND DRINK UR WATER !!!! ^_^ — stsg anon 💐 < with bouquet. For u!!! :3

STSG ANON !!!!!! i’m telling you our brains are synced…… every time ur brain juices flow mine do too……… i’m so happy your little brain hamsters r running around 🐹🐹🐹

okok first of all ….. NEVERRRRR feel guilty for sending me asks 🔫🔫🔫🔫🔫 never ever ever!!!! i love them so much!!!!! even if i’m slow at replying sometimes i promise i read them instantly and they always feed me so good!!!!!!! i should literally be paying you for these that’s how much i love them. if i catch u feeling guilty again there Will be consequences so watch out …. (ominous)…..

BUTTTT ok :3 YES . THE STSG IDEAS. i’m so happy you liked my little brainworms phdkdjj i just!!!! think it’s a tasty concept!!!!!! and PLSSS reader just sitting up and calling them out 😭😭 i KNOW they’d scream . even sugu does a little squeak bc he was so convinced you were asleep…… but goddd i think they’d actually be a little flustered <//3 our babies. once they recover satoru would be so smug tho. bc now you finally know!!! he doesn’t have to wait!!!!! and sugu is obv very happy too….

but… gahhh…… STSG ANON ………. if your ex tried getting back with you………….. ohhhh gosh. they’d be very offended . on your behalf . in a ”can you believe the audacity” way ….. but ofc they’d also be very furious and protective . like. maybe you tell them that your ex texted you wanting to meet up and they’re both INSTANTLY on guard…. ideally you’d block them ofc but if you insist on meeting them just for the sake of closure then they’re immediately convincing you to let them go with you!!!!! for scary dog priviliege . i’ll be honest i don’t think there’s much your ex could do 😭😭 bc stsg WILL be glaring at them. behind you. and if they even try to lovebomb you or blame you in any way they’re . Stopping Them . in one way or another. i think they get very very scary LMAO sugu stops smiling entirely and satoru smiles in a distinctly furious way 😭😭 ..

but ohhhh ……. if . you were the one who wanted to get back with them ….. then i think stsg would feel so helpless :’3 bc like . they can’t control you. they don’t want to. but i also think they’d rather die than have to watch you be with someone so undeserving…… so i feel like That’s when they’d confess. bc they’re so desperate . and let’s be honest who would choose a cheating ex over stsg????? no one <33333 problem solved. they’d be really terrified though…..

MWAHHHH one big kiss for you my lovely little stsg anon <33333 i’m putting the bouquet in a big beautiful vase <33333333 here r some handpicked flowers just for you :33 🌷🪻🌻🌷🪻🌻 i hope you’re taking good care of yourself too!!!! eating and drinking and sleeping lots . it’s what me and stsg want for you!!!!!! thank you as always for the food i hope u know how much i adore you <333

#protective stsg my beloveds #they both go full wolf mode i can’t lie #sugu is exploding your ex w his mind and satoru is. no thoughts head empty only scary smile :)))))) #and ohhhh their desperate confession scene…… it’s stuck in my mind now stsg anon T_T it’s all your fault…. sniffle……. #it’d just be the most dramatic most tender thing ever…… #reader who is so confused n frustrated…. hissing ”why do you care so much????” as they’re on their way to meet their ex ://// #and stsg both just shout . ”because we love you!” at the exact same time phdodjdk I NEED THEMMMMM #also stsg anon not to feed our brain hamsters too much but… this train of thought has me thinking of . reader having trust issues….. #bc of their ex….. #and the way that spills into their relationship w stsg too :’3 bc they’re just!!! traumatized. #and stsg would be soooo understanding #sugu especially ….. toru would be a tiny bit offended i think . not at all in an assholey way he’s just sad that you’d think that of them #i think sugu is more likely to understand that it’s a direct consequence of your experiences + smth they shouldn’t take personally #satoru is very emotionally intelligent too obv i just feel like he’d feel hurt in the moment!!! bc trust is such a big deal to him :(((( #anyway i’m stopping myself before i get too carried away LMAO #ily stsg anon <333 #ask tag ✩ #stsg anon !! ✩

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TWISTED WONDERLAND'S HOUSEWARDENS WITH A READER, WHO IS INSPIRED BY THE PROTAGONIST FROM THEIR STORIES

A/N: I didn't add Kalim or Jamil, because I feel their storyline is too much Aladdin & Jafar inspired already to do anything else with them.

Riddle Rosehearts. ❤️

— That was definitely a dislike from the first sight. He predicted you to be his future reason of headache as soon as the mirror sent you to the Heartslabyul;

— Riddle sees you as an air-headed fool, who only asks too many unnecessary things, daring to question the wishes of the Red Queen, instead of serving to your dorm as a proper student would do;

— You, from the other side, struggle with understanding what makes Riddle hate you so much. You were nothing but kind towards him, always suggesting to eat some sweets together, and trying to ask him to take a break from his studies to hang out with you or others;

— When he overhears that your signature spell makes you others to tell you the truth, Riddle is... Intimidated. He is afraid that you will use is against him, and so, he starts ignoring you more often.

•

”Housewarden acts like an asshole towards you, though.”

Riddle doesn't even need to think twice to recognise a loud voice of Ace Trappola, another troublemaker in his form. He knows that he should just give him a punishment and leave for a lesson, but instead, he hides in the nearest bush, waiting to hear the rest of the conversation.

”Oh, Ace. You are being rude,” you mutter softly, sighing at your classmate. ”Perhaps, a housewarden doesn't like me, but this feeling is not necessarily mutual.”

Riddle raises his brows in surprise. Why, though? He is aware that his attitude is nothing but awful when it comes to you. He doesn't have a proper reason for that, either.

”You should, really,” Ace rolls his eyes. ”Dude has a problem with you liking white. And what else? Being nice?”

That isn't true. He is fine with you liking white—though, he admittedly got frustrated when you asked him on your first day why painting roses red, if they are prettier when they are white—and being nice. He just considers you too naive for this world.

”I think, you are... Misjudging him.”

That is right, Riddle mutters mentally. Tell him, Y/n.

”I think, the reason why housewarden is so... Let's say, annoyed by me, it is because I am everything he grew up hating and being restricted with. And it is harder, when something you should never be interested in, is nice and interesting. I think, housewarden is just confused.”

He feels his cheeks blushing furiously.

What did you say—

”And I think you are just being delusional,” Ace chuckles, patting your shoulder softly. ”Now, please, let's get out of here. I want to find Deuce.”

Riddle listens to the sound of your rushing steps, but he can't care less about it now. All he can do, is to recite your words, again and again.

Does he really think you as a nice and interesting?

Yes.

Does it make him hate you even more?

No, but he wishes it could work this way.

Until now, though, he merely returns to his studies. Maybe, you can be honest with yourself and everyone, but this kind of thing is not for him at all.

Leona Kingscholar. 💛

— Leona didn't notice you at first. Honestly, never planned too, until you started to cling to him in some idiotic attempts to be... What? Friends?;

— You remind him so much of Cheka, but he actually likes his nephew deep inside. And your presence is absolutely insufferable;

— You are too childish and annoying, and all you do is sway your tail as you try to befriend him, while pretending that you actually like him. Leona knows you have ulterior motives. Stop lying to him!

— He finds it stupid how someone so moronic as you managed to pull out such an interesting signature spell. Manipulating dreams of others? How cruel.

•

”Stop doing that,” Leona hisses, digging in your wrist as you try to touch his hair. ”I am seriously going to kill you, if you keep doing this. Do you hear that?!

A few weeks ago—approximately since you figured out your magic—Leona started saw dreams. Very colourful ones, cheerful even. And each, with the same meaning: he becomes the king, and his family and people adores him.

He hates it.

And he hates you for doing that.

Because, of course, he doesn't need your fucking pity. Your condescension. Your gifts. He doesn't need to be mocked!

”Ah? Leona-sama, what is it?” You blink, confused.

”What is your problem, huh?” He hastily jumps on his legs, towering on you. ”Don't you have anything to do? Go and mind your business, brat!”

Your lostness shifts in sadness. You are not scared of him, you are never are—another proof that you don't take him seriously—but you dare to look at him like that. As a kicked puppy.

”What did I do?”

”Stop sending me these stupid dreams! I don't need your pity, do you hear me?!” He yells, still gripping your wrist tightly. ”Go and dream of your family or something, instead, would you?”

”I... I am sorry,” you mumble, and your eyes dart on the floor.

Leona closes his mouth, when realisation dawns on him. You don't have a family to dream about; you are an orphan. Yours, the previous crown family, were killed by his great predecessors.

He doesn't know why he feels bad, when you picked the fight first.

”I will never bother you again, Leona-sama. I apologise.“ You repeat, and your voice suddenly sounds numb.

That is not the sight of you he, or anyone else, was used to. Not a single emotion on your face. You just snatch your wrist from his hold, before leaving him alone as he asked to.

”You are such a jerk,” Ruggie whistles from behind, appearing almost from nowhere.

”Shut up.”

”You know that they can't send any control dreams, right?” He continues, hands on his hips.

”What?” Leona unwillingly turns head on his vice.

”Dunno, but they only can adjust if it is going to be nightmare or a good dream,” Ruggie yawns. ”They are just a first-year, so... It is your brain that decides where is where for now.”

Fuck.

Leona hisses furiously.

He is so fucked up.

Azul Ashengrotto. 🩵

— Oh, so this is love? He notices you in the crowd of other students, as you flinch from loud voices from dynamics, clearly knowing very little of this world, and he is amused. Someone is clearly more social awkward than he is;

— Azul thinks you don't like him that much, though, because you only wave at him, and when he once tried to speak, you merely nodded and smile all the time without answering him properly;

— It is until twins tell him that you don't have a voice. You were brought to this world completely mute, because of the family curse, and though you hear everything, your only way to communicate with others is writing. Or a sign language;

— But if anything gods blessed you is your magic. Everything you touch turns to gold, and that is actually the main reason why you were kept isolated over years. Azul is over heels for you now...

•

”I am glad that you took time to accept my invitation, Y/n.”

Azul locks his hands together, looking at you with unhidden excitement. He is always too nervous in your company—luckily, you can't read a room—but today is a special day.

You smile at him, instead of answering.

”The reason why I asked you to came here, it is because I have a deal for you,” he continues carefully, weighing his every word. ”Do you see that?”

He points with his finger at the middle of the table. There is very beautiful necklace with pearls and a little seashell, looking quite normal and mundane. You nod again.

”That is something that could break your curse,” he explains, enjoying the way your eyes widen in the poor shock. ”Yes, yes, you heard me right. With that, you could speak easily.”

Azul can't help but soften as you tear up instantly. There is a whole minute, when he fights an urge to give it to you for free, but... He built his reputation too long to break it so easily.

”But, of course, I will need something from you in return.”

You tilt your head in question.

”I...”

I need you to love me.

”...I need you to use your power for my business when it will be required.”

And with that, Azul quickly shoves another contract to you. You blink a few times, but there is no back thoughts in your head. Quickly, as if afraid that he will change his mind, you took the pen, and leave your signature on all places, where it was needed.

Ah... Angelwish, why are you so naive! It kills him! What if he tried to use you? You didn't even read a contract! You really should be glad that Azul loves you so much.

Before he realises that, you are already putting a necklace on yourself.

One second, two. Three.

You are staring at him.

”Well?” He asks, anxiously.

”A... Azul?”

His heart drops.

Your voice is amazing. And hearing you saying his name is even better than he expected. He blushes.

”Azul... Thank you?”

”S-sure.”

Seems, like it is his turn to be speechless...

Vil Schoenheit. 💜

— He originally had nothing against you... Until other students didn't start to call you the most beautiful person in the world, following you everywhere obsessively, and suggesting you to become the next housewarden;

— Vil now officially hates you. Each time you come to him ends up with short anger impulses that he hardly hides from you, and he wishes you could just disappear;

— He is quite... Cruel with you. He wants you to change your dorm, actually, so he desperately pushes you to the edge by giving you impossible tasks to fullfil, and turning others against you;

— And he thinks your signature spell, speaking and controlling animals is another proof that you should leave Pomefiore for Savanaclaw.

•

“I don't think you are stupid, un petit entraîneur.”

Vil narrows his eyes, leaning slightly forward from his balcony. The sight of his vice speaking with you—hunter's interest in you was his another concern—annoys him instantly.

”What do you mean, Rook?” There is a big cat in your lap, clearly another of your minions.

”You know that our dear housewarden wants you out of here,” he murmurs, moving closer to you. ”A fair exchange with Savanaclaw, I would say. He doesn't like you here.”

You sigh.

”I figured it out, trust me. He made it very clear by always putting me in dangerous situations and giving me outdated products for skin, making me look like a fool in front of others.”

You don't mention how he makes you clean dark and messy rooms of other students.

”Yet, you are not willing to give up?” Rook touches the strand of your hair curiously.

”You know, I actually liked him a lot,” you admit suddenly, patting the cat behind its ear. ”Vil was the world for me. I was so amazed by him. By how collected he was, how hard he worked. I was excited to become his student... I wished to show him what he is worthy of. That others see his hard work.”

Vil's breath hitches. He remembers you mentioning that you were his fan, but he punished you for this remark; he didn't need to be so violently degraded. But... Was it a truth, then?

”...It is in the past now. I witnessed his true colours, and I will not tolerate it,” your smile twists in something more vicious, a ghostly fondness leaving your pretty face. ”He doesn't need to be scared of me being better anymore. Because I am going to be so much worse.”

He shudders as he hears that, your voice cold, and eyes gleaming dangerously. And as if Rook addresses him, he sighs suddenly, with the strange excitement in his voice:

”Oh, mon doux karma. What had you done?”

Idia Shroud. 💙

— From the minute you open your mouth in his presence , Idia knows he will hate you desperately... It is not serious, though;

— You are unbelievably loud, and too cheerful, and too proud, and you are so self-centred? Also, a fucking bimbo. Idia has no idea why everyone so into you, and what you are even doing in Ignihyde! Go away!

— You annoy him so much, and he actually hates the way you try to befriend him and make him more normie! Stop be like that! You are not welcome!

— Idia is absolutely not impressed that your signature spell is an instant tactics creation. Fuck you, by the way.

•

“You do know, that doors exist, right?” Idia hisses, not even stopping his game to spare you some attention.

”I do!” You say, climbing through the window with a loud thud.

”Then, why don't you use them, idiot?!”

Idia has no the slightest idea why anyone, let alone you of all people—he means, since you genuinely think that it is healthy to spend all your time outside of the room—would want to become his friend. But here you are. Trying to befriend him for a month already.

”Because you never open the door, Idia-sama,” you shrug easily.

”Take a hint, maybe.”

You close the window behind yourself, taking place behind his chair. Putting elbows on it, you hum thoughtfully, glancing from Idia to the screen of the computer, where the game flashes on. Another few minutes, and familiar yelps fill the room:

”Shit!”

Game over.

”Idia-sama,” you frown, ”maybe, I can help you?”

Idia snickers, rubbing his tired eyes. As if.

”Have you ever played this game, even?”

”No,” you murmur shyly, scratching the back of your neck. ”But I am good at tactics. And it is combat game, correct?”

Idia ponders for a while. That is surprising, because... You are actually absolutely correct. For once.

”Sit down, first year,” Idia exclaims, suddenly excited. ”I am going to teach you how to play this game.”

You smile widely, doing as it was told.

Finally, you cracked the code! And they said you weren't for this dorm...

Malleus Draconia. 💚

— Of course, he missed you as the new student at first, since he forgot to arrive at the orientation day. But it is not that long as he starts hearing others praising you, Lilia especially;

— You are quickly becoming the part of the school life as everyone loves you, and calling you ’the heart of the school’. And while Malleus wants to befriend you, too... He also can't help but feel envious of how easy it is for you. The socialization;

— You are quick to fall asleep everywhere, much like Silver. And since Malleus can't find courage to speak to you, he wanders around, when you are asleep at the strangest places, instead;

— When the first overblot incident happens, your signature spell kicks in. To everyone's horror, it is absolutely terrifying. Your magic is about thorns. Thorns, that wrap around Riddle's weakened body, when he touches you. He almost dies. And the same thing happens with Ace, who accidentally brushes your skin. Now... Everyone shun you away.

•

”Hello, Malleus-sama,” you mutter, eyes sleepy as you look around. ”I apologise.”

Malleus doesn't quite mind you falling asleep in the class, where his gargoyle's researches are going currently. He is the only member, anyway. But he nods.

”I had never seen you here before,” he notices in a poor attempt of the small talk.

You shrug.

”There is no other students here. And it is better for me not to show up around them.”

What a familiar thinking process... Somehow, he finds it easier: to approach you know, when you are not everyone's favourite anymore.

”I see. You can stay, then. I am not welcomed by them either, so no one is going to enter this classroom.”

You offer him a smile. It is short, strained at the edges, but still sweet. Malleus thinks he understands how you so easily charmed others in the last months; you are much like sunshine, when you are happy. It is a shame you are not, anymore.

”You know, Malleus-sama, I always wanted to become your friend,” you admit suddenly, making him open his eyes in surprise. ”And, I think, you wanted to be mine friend, too.”

You? Why would someone like you want to have him as your friend?

”And why would you think that?”

You fold arms on your chest slowly.

”You are always here, when I am sleeping,” Malleus feels blush touching the tips of his pointy ears. You elaborate. ”I am not sure people realise, but I sleep too much not only because I am lazy, but also because I feel surroundings better like this. I remember everything I hear in my sleep, and I do feel if someone is around.”

Ah. So, that is the secret of yours. And he wondered how you master in all your classes, when you sleep all the time...

”...I see,” Malleus mutters, ashamed. ”I apologise, then.”

He reminiscences of how often he whispered you some nonsense when you slept—childish complaints about how he hates you for being so easily loved by others, random poems that came to his mind as he sat down by your side, stories from his childhood—and feels like disappearing in the shame wouldn't be that bad.

”You know, Malleus-sama, you and I... We are not so different. We both do what we have to do to keep our loved ones to ourselves,” you sit down on the couch beside him slowly. ”But it leads only to one thing.”

Malleus gazes at you curiously as you suddenly curl on his lap, much like a cat. Your eyes met as he helps you to settle more comfortably.

”To destiny?” He asks aloud, tilting his head.

”To pain.”

There is a beat of silence in which your smile suddenly appears to be more bitter, less serene. Malleus doesn't know what happened with you in details, and how awfully these changes in your reputation affected on you, but he can say that it was hard.

”Now, if you don't mind, and I believe, you don't, Malleus-sama, I would like to dream a little bit.” You warn him, already closing your eyes, not really waiting for the answer.

Still, Malleus nods. Though that is not something you can see.

”Sleep, then... Beastie,” he sighs, patting your hair gently.

You snicker, before your breath slows down, alarming that you completely drifted off.

Malleus stares at you openly now.

Ah, who would've thought? He had finally made a friend.

Part two with Leona & Vil is here.

#twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #leona kingscholar #malleus draconia #leona kingscholar x reader #malleus x reader #vil schoenheit #riddle rosehearts #azul ashengrotto #idia shroud x reader #idia shroud #malleus draconia x reader #vil schoenheit x reader #riddle rosehearts x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader

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Kinkmas 6

🔞Minors Do Not Interact🔞

A/N: I love love loooove thigh fucking. Something about the teasing aspect of being soooo close, but not actually doing it really just riles me up. I hope you guys enjoy! All characters are aged up!

Kinkmas Masterlist

Pairing: Neteyam x Fem!Human!Reader

Warnings: Interspecies Relationship, Making Out, Oral (F Receiving), Thigh Fucking (Clearly), Finger Sucking, Possibly incorrect na'vi, Little bit of breeding kink

You and Neteyam had been dating for a few months now. It was everything you ever wanted. He was attentive and affectionate and passionate and protective and everything else in between. The one and only complaint that you had was that he refused to have sex with you until your avatar was ready. It was frustrating beyond words. Although, he more than made up for it in other ways. Plenty of other ways. But you still craved that last little bit of intimacy. And you understood why he didn’t want to. Given how much bigger than you he was, he didn’t want to hurt you. And the sentiment was sweet, but that didn’t help the deep empty ache of your pussy. 

Especially right now. When he’s hovering over you, lips locked and tongues dancing in a fiery battle for dominance that he would inevitably win. His weight pushes your body further into the mattress making it creak from the strain and you can feel his stiff bulge pressing right between your thighs. You whine trying to shift your hips up to feel more friction where you really need it. Neteyam hisses above you feeling how you’re desperately grinding against him. 

“Yawne…” he means it as a warning, but that tone of voice only turns you on more. 

“Please Teyam…need to feel you so bad…”

“I will hurt you.” he says, caressing your face with his much larger hand.

“Nooo, I can take it. I’ll be fine. Please, Teyam. I can feel how much you want to.”

His face scrunches slightly. You could see on his face how badly he wanted to, but Neteyam is a man with a strong resolve. 

“Just…let me take care of you like this.” he sinks to his knees in front of you and hooks his fingers in the waistband of your shorts, pulling them off. Who were you to stop him when he was offering so eagerly?

You can feel Neteyam’s breath against your slick-covered pussy. He uses two of his fingers to spread your lips open before he wraps his lips around your clit. Your hips jump from the contact, unintentionally bucking against his face. Normally, Neteyam is the definition of patience, but with the way his poor neglected cock is straining against the fabric of his tewng, his resilience is quickie crumbling with every lick and suck on your delicious, dripping cunt.

But he can’t have you the way he wants you. He doesn’t want to hurt you, no matter how badly he wants to bury his dick inside of your warm, too-tight walls. The taste of you on his tongue, though, has his mind desperately searching and spinning for some sort of answer. And suddenly, an idea appears in the back of his mind. It’s a little crazy, but maybe it’s just crazy enough to work to help satisfy both of you. 

You’re completely lost in the sensation of Neteyam’s face buried between your legs so when he pulls away, there’s a moment of relief for you to take a breath, but then your head is snapping up in confusion. 

“Why’d you stop?” 

Your eyes trail his tall, built figure as he unties his loincloth and lets it fall to the ground. 

“I’m going to take care of you, tanhì.” he says with a hint of mischief in his tone and on his face.

Your eyes widen in excitement when Neteyam grabs your legs and holds them together with one hand. His other slowly strokes his stiff cock while he lines it up with your thighs. The slide in is easy with how wet you are and the steady stream of precum drooling from his tip. He brushes against your clit in just the right way making a moan fall from your lips. He pulls his hips back and thrusts back in and fuck, why didn’t he think of this sooner? The welcoming softness of your thighs around his cock has his eyes rolling with pleasure. 

Every stroke has your body rocking in time with his movements. The sound is nothing short of obscene. The slip and slap of skin sliding and smacking against each other. Not to mention, the sight of Neteyam watching his dick disappear between your legs over and over has your head spinning. 

“Teyam…ah haah….please” you beg between moans. 

Neteyam doesn’t even have to ask what you’re wanting. He knows you too well by now. A smirk plays on his lips loving seeing you like this. Being the only one to see you like this. 

“So needy, my tanhì” he teases, but nevertheless, he still extends his three-fingered hand towards your face cupping it softly before placing his thumb at your lips. You eagerly take him into your mouth and suck on his finger, rolling your tongue around the large digit. 

“Fuck, I can’t wait to actually fill you up. Wanna feel you around me so bad…hng nga tìng prrnen (give you a baby)…”

You loved watching Neteyam unravel from you. He only started slipping into Na’vi when he was really losing himself. That’s how you knew he was close. 

His hips start to stutter and his thrusts get sloppy and rough. You were so close too. Just a few more strokes has your pussy clenching around nothing and your back arching off the bed. Your moans are muffled from his finger still in your mouth, but he knows. It’s only a couple of seconds later that Neteyam reaches his high and is shooting thick ropes of white all over your chest and stomach. His thrusts slow down into a gentle rocking that smears his seed between your bodies, practically sticking you together, but you couldn’t care less. 

Neteyam falls forward catching himself with his hand on the bed while he waits for his heavy breathing to steady back out. He carefully pulls his finger from your mouth with a wet ‘pop’. An exhausted smile sits proudly on your face making him grin at you with his sharp canines peeking through. 

“We should’ve tried that sooner.” you voice his thoughts out loud and he chuckles lowly at you. 

“Satisfied?” he asks.

“Very.”

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Would you ever consider doing anything for Miguel/Fem!Deadpool reader?

One who's honestly just kind of tease which makes it impossible for Miguel to figure out *why* he hates her flirting with other spidermen so much until the penny hits.

Bonus points for recklessness and brat energy from DP we all know they aint got no self control. Needs Miguel to definitely put her in her place.

Ohhhh, I have seen so much fan art of just regular Deadpool being a menace to Miguel, Dr. Strange and the TVA. It gets me excited to see the new movie coming out!

But yea, let's give into the chaos!

Warning: MINORS DNI, Smut, bondage, angry sex?, p in v, language

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"For fuck's sake, why is there so many anomaly's popping up in different universes?" Miguel barked, tapping against his screens as he sent numerous Spiderman and women out to the field.

"Actually, based on the energy signatures, it seems to be the same anomaly."

"Impossible, one person jumping around all of these?" Miguel cussed lowly, trying to identify the new anomaly.

This new frustration was giving Miguel a reason to want to drink tonight. The speed he was working to try and understand this problem was honestly amazing. This was probably the fastest he has ever worked.

"Wow! No wonder why all of the Spiders I met say great things about you!" You gasped.

"Que?! (What)" Miguel hissed, seeing both a new intruder alert and anomaly alert appear at the same time, "Who-"

"Haiiiiiii! Pleasure to meet you, sexy ass, my name is (Y/N), I'm like the hottest version of me there is-"

"I. Don't. Care." Miguel hissed, jumping down from his platform and approaching you, "This attire...fuck-"

"Yeeeeep! I'mma Deadpool!" You chirped.

Miguel pinched the bridge of his nose before taking long, deep breathes. Once he regained a portion of his composure, he proceeded to grab you by the collar and drag you to the 'Go Home' Machine.

At least one of his problems were solved today. Hopefully you will stay in your dimension. Trying to ignore your chatter, Miguel couldn't help but notice some of the other Spiders avoiding eye contact. This annoyed Miguel. How many of them ran into you before saying anything?

"Hm? Oh like half of them." You replied. Miguel groaned loudly,

"Wasn't even a thought bubble," He muttered under his breathe before arriving in the room, "I don't want to see you here again. Stay in your world."

"Awe, but isn't fun! Not when I found such a squeezable ass-"

"Send. Her. Home!" Miguel spat.

It only took a second, but you were sent home immediately. Miguel took another deep breathe before returning to his office to hopefully relax.

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"Hehe, he gets so mad when he finds me wandering around this place. It totally isn't my fault that all of you guys think of taking a break here and I just-hop into those thoughts and end up here!" You huffed, talking to Peter B. Parker and Jessica.

"Yeah, yeah, we still don't understand the whole hopping into thought bubbles thing you say you do. It's so confusing." Peter huffed.

"Oh, it's pretty easy. I'd like to describe it as a comic book, but you guys won't understaaaaand, the readers will though!"

"Readers?" Jessica groaned softly. You just laughed,

"Oh yeah! The readers reading this now! So like, normally it's a comic I hop around or thought bubbles or I just rip through the screen, but this time...It's the readers who bring me here!"

"I think I'm more confused than when I started," Peter whined and turned to Jessica who tossed you into the 'Go Home' machine, "Look, just...don't come back before Miguel gets bad again."

"Hpmh! I just said it isn't my fault I keep coming back!" You whined loudly, "The readers and writer keeps bringing me here! I am meant to share my wisdom to Miguel!"

"Why do I hear that Deadpool's voice?" Miguel grumbled, holding a cup of coffee as he walked by, "Again?"

"See! He neeeeeeds me! That has to be why the writer keeps putting me here!"

"What the hell is she babbling about now?"

"Please, don't ask. I don't think my brain can handle anymore." Peter whimpered. Jessica waved him aside,

"She's going home now, Miguel."

Just as the machine turned on, you immediately got sent home. Miguel let out a sigh of relief and right when he was going to drink his coffee, you appeared behind him.

"Fuck!" Miguel yelled as he noticed you. You just casually waved,

"Believe in the spirits beyond."

"I want her gone!"

"Miguel, we've tried so many times. I think...we just need to accept her appearing here." Jessica whispered. You grabbed Miguel's cup, taking a sip,

"Oof, so bitter. So now that I can stay here under the writer decides to let me go home, wanna show me around, big boy?"

Miguel felt his eye twitch as he followed you, mainly just wanting his coffee back.

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It has been a few weeks since you've stayed at the-

"Whoa, whoa. Really writer? You gonna make here stay here for weeks without going home?" You huffed.

Okay, sorry, um, it has been a few weeks since you started to willingly appear at the Spider Society.

"Thank you!"

....

Uh, anyway, Miguel has finally started to tolerate you to a certain degree. You still couldn't understand why you kept appearing there, but you were making the most of it. Miguel on the other hand, was starting to find something new to irritate him.

"It's just so fascinating how different each of you are~ Can I touch those wonderful large boobs of yours?" You whispered in awe towards a Spiderman. Yes a Spiderman.

"They're not boobs."

"It's okay to not want to admit your flaws. I buried mine with my neighbor." You whispered, slowly reaching out to the boob.

"Enough." Miguel hissed, grabbing the back of your collar and dragging you to his office.

"Hey! I was about to grab something that could have been the most magically experience of my life!"

Miguel chose to ignore you, growing annoyed at your bratty and quite ignorant behavior. Honestly, he was more annoyed by the amount of flirting you've been doing with the other Spiders. You just didn't know when to stop.

"I can't help it. A natural icon I am," You chuckled and grabbed Miguel's ass, "But this...is a multiverse icon."

Miguel's eyes lit up as he locked his door and tossed you on his platform. In an instant, he webbed you in place, making sure that you couldn't move to try to free yourself.

"Ohhhh~ This is kinky~" You cooed, rolling around like a worm. Miguel pinned you to the floor, his blood red eyes piercing into yours,

"Do you know how frustrated you make me?"

"So...you aren't happy to see me?" You grinned, your knee poking at his growing erection, "I made you horny!"

"Silence," Miguel covered your mouth, "Shit, you're so annoying. No one has been able to put you in your place. Do I need to be the one to do that?" He said with a huff.

You licked his hand in response, "Awe, not sure if a fucking will stop me, but you are so willing to try~" You hummed.

Miguel felt his eye twitch as he captured your lips in a kiss, wanting to shut you up. You couldn't help yourself and smirked, enjoying this moment. Parting your lips, you hummed as Miguel forced his tongue into your mouth, his hands roaming your body.

"Mhm~ Gim....sq..." You tried to say. Miguel broke the kiss, glaring towards your,

"What?" He grumbled, biting and sucking against your neck. You chuckled as his hands reached your breasts,

"Give em a squeeze~ You know you wanna~"

"Do I have to shut your mouth again?" Miguel grumbled, kissing you again.

You tried your best to behave, you truly did. You couldn't help but try to grind against his hips, press your chest to his, or even kiss his neck. Miguel was ready to web your mouth, at least until he started to rub your-

"Whoa, whoa, writer, now I don't mind a good sex scene, but lemme have some privacy here!" You huffed.

Uh, I kind of wrote smut in the warning...so I'm giving the readers what they want, a sex scene.

"Well, I want this man to myself right now! You write other smuts! Let them read those!"

But they wanted this...I can't just-

"Consent!" You huffed, literally spreading your legs towards a feral Miguel who had you pinned, "This is different! I'm totally into this freaky shit!"

"Who are you talking too?" Miguel grumbled, ripping your suit. You shushed towards him,

"The writer! Wait juuuuust a second before shoving that monster of a cock inside me!"

I need to give them a sex scene here. You're already helping me write it.

"No, no! You are trying to write it. I'm trying to enjoy the moment. So be a good writer and juuuuuuuust-"

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"Thank you~"

What just happened?

"Oh, I totally skipped the part where Miguel fucked me so good that I actually did shut up. Hell, I think I still feel weak in the knees. Who would have known the stamina and strength that man had. Fucking hot, can't wait to-"

You skipped my story?! I'm the writer here!

"Yeaaaaaah, but like, you can always write more smut. Let me just enjoy that moment to me~. I'm sure you understand~" You cooed.

...

"Hehe, go on. End the story. I'm sure you have other smut to write."

I just- Whatever.

Let's just say, you made yourself a permanent member of the Spider Society. You made sure to annoy Miguel just enough so that he could keep teaching you a lesson. Hopefully, we'll get to see one of those lessons one of these days.

"Maybe~ If I decide to show the goods."

Freaking Deadpools.

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Hahaha, hope you enjoyed! I always loved it when Deadpool would just talk to the narrator or hop comic pages sometimes. It was great.

@tojishugetiddies

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[spid3namy]

— BRAIDS

pairing : e!42 miles x black!female reader

summary : miles asks you to braid his hair as his excuse to spend time with you while his mom is at work

contains : use of the n-word , fluff , kissing 

word count : 682

notes : n / a

“Stay still, nigga. You gonna mess the shit up.” 

You fuss at your boyfriend, wacking him in the head with the comb that was in your hand. Miles let out a small hiss and frowned, his eyes flickering up to the bathroom mirror as he looked at you.

“Maybe if you weren’t so damn aggressive with my head, I wouldn’t need to move so much, ma.”

“Don’t be such a baby. I ain’t even doin’ it that hard.”

“Ma, you’re pretty much rippin’ my hair out.”

You rolled your eyes and huffed, trying to part his hair once again despite how much he continued to move. Him and his damn hair was starting to work on your nerves.

Miles had no right to be getting all upset with you anyway, he was the one who asked you to do his hair. He has only himself to blame. Miles didn’t really need to have his hair rebraided, he could’ve gone an extra week but he just wanted to see you. 

So, because he wanted to see you so damn much, he has to suffer the consequences of it. 

“Nigga, what did I just say?”

Miles grunted in response, rolling his eyes and huffing as he tried his best to stay still. You were much more aggressive than his mom was. She was at least gentle when he braided his hair. Well, sometimes anyway.

“Ma, I am tryin’ but you keep pullin’ my head and that shit hurt.”

“Quit bein’ such a damn baby, Miles. I only have a few more braids to do then you done.”

Miles grumbled under his breath and grabbed his phone from the sink counter, looking at it to try and distract himself from the pain you were inflicting on his head. Though, it didn’t work all that much since you were still being rough on him. 

You didn’t seem to care about the pain you gave him, more focused on getting him to stay still more than anything else. 

And after what seemed like forever, you had finally gotten done braiding his hair. You set the comb down before you pushed his head forward slightly.

“Alright, you done now, babe.”

Miles let out a dramatic sigh of relief as he stood up from the chair you had dragged into his bathroom. He didn’t understand why he had to be in his bathroom while you braid his hair but he didn’t want to question it. 

“Thanks, ma.”

“Mhm.”

You soon shifted from behind him over to the sink, washing your hands thoroughly before you dried them off. You soon turned your attention over to him and held your hand out, looking at him expectedly.

“What?” Miles looked at your hand in confusion, raising an eyebrow.

“You owe me money, dude.”

“Excuse me?”

“You ain’t think I did this shit for free.”

Miles furrowed his eyebrows and stared at you before he chuckled, shaking his head. There was no way you actually wanted to be paid for braiding his hair.

“Sorry, ma. ‘M broke.”

“Nigga, you know your ass ain’t broke!”

“I am broke!”

“Okay, well you better rob a bank or something cus I ain’t leavin’ unless I get paid.”

Miles rolled his eyes and moved closer to you, his hands landing on your hips gently and his body pressing against yours. He didn’t seem upset over you not leaving once so ever. 

“‘M chill with that.”

“Dick.”

Miles chuckled and leaned forward, pressing his lips against yours. As much as you hated him sometimes, you couldn’t help but melt into the kiss. He knew that was always your weakness. And of course he used it to his advantage. 

After a few moments, he pulled away and gave you a cheeky smile, his hands still pressed firmly onto your hips. 

“There’s your payment, ma.”

“I swear, you are so annoyin’”

“Thank you.” You groan in frustration and roll your eyes, fed up with his stupid antics. Miles smiled and pressed his lips against yours once again, clearly not bothered by the way you were trying to sulk. Damn him.

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[melanthaeunomia]

Do you write for Jason Grace? If so, could you do like Jason x gf!reader where reader and him get into a fight so they play on opposite teams during capture the flag but in the end, they make up, bc reader gets injured inbetween the game? I'm sorry if it's too specific and long haha

Capture the Heartache

Warning: Jason Grace x Gf!reader, Petty reader, nicknames, cursing (for like three lines), kissing, not book accurate (obvi), injury, established relationship

A/n : i don't know why this is so long, i literally spent hours on this cause i was bored and wanted to write something. Thank you so much for the request!, fair warning English is not my first language so please excuse spelling and grammar mistakes (this might be cringy)

word count : 1.3k

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You were in a good mood that day, Since it was Thursday, Everyone was practically giddy and preparing for capture the flag the next day, Gathering up Alliances and freshly made weapons. All was good until, you saw Jason surrounded by a couple of Nymphs and was Blushing? which pretty much put you into a bad mood all day, Yeah you we're jealous but you were never gonna admit that anyway, your pride got the best of you and you refused to talk to him the whole day.

"C'mon talk to me princess, What did i do?" Jason said his voice full of genuine worry as he tried to bribe you to talk to him by giving you flowers that he knew was your favorite. You ignored his attempts, recalling the scene you saw earlier. "Please, Are you mad at me?" Jason followed you the whole day looking like a lost puppy, until you finally snapped and told him your reason, And He practically laughed at you "Oh- Hah! Babe-" Your eyes furrowed and you stomped away from him, "Hey! wait!—" He ran after you and tried to explain, but you already locked the door to your cabin before he could get in “Love, let me in please” he pleaded but you were too stubborn to oblige.

The next day, Everyone was in a competitive mood. You glared at Jason from the other team who was staring back at you with puppy eyes making you roll yours, Luckily you guys weren’t in the same team and you wouldn’t have to work with him “No killing nor maiming!” Chiron said then the game started. You couldn’t care less about winning the game, all that matters is you get your revenge, You cornered Jason, who was all alone, you couldn’t lie and say that his armor didn’t make him look more… “Fit” You striked first but he quickly countered your attack and the swords clashed against eachother, “Princess, what got you all worked up like this?” You almost melted at how he called you 'princess' in such caring tone, but you had to stay strong. he was confused, sure you were competitive in games sometimes but not like this. you gripped your sword tighter, but he dodged your attack making you stumble over into your own sword "shit" you cursed under your breath as you saw blood seeping out the cut.

He helped you get up but you shoved him off "What is your problem?, why wont you talk to me?" He groaned in frustration and you glared at him, clenching your fist tightly trying to hide the fact that you got a cut. "You're hurt." He walked closer "No, I'm not" You grabbed your sword from the ground, the blade still had a few drops of your blood, “I’m not blind” Jason got closer and you gripped the sword tightly about to strike at him again. "Don't do that. Let me see your hand." He reached for your arm but you quickly pulled away "And why would i do that?" You scoffed, He reached for your hand again this time lightly gripping your wrist making you drop your sword. "Stop being stubborn. Let me patch you up." You yanked your hand away from him "Different teams dipshit" You hissed "Different teams doesn't mean I'm gonna let you get hurt dumbass, stop being so difficult" He was getting a bit frustrated with you now "Why do you care anyway?" you uttered and his eyes widened he seemed to be genuinely offended by your comment "Why wouldn't i."

You were shocked at his retort and felt blush creeping up your cheeks but you tried to shrug the feeling off. “You didn’t seem to care about me getting hurt yesterday, when those nymphs were flirting with you.” He chuckled gently grabbing your hand that was still clenched into a fist “Is that what this is about?” You could see him getting more flustered talking about the topic which made you more annoyed “wait.. what do you mean flirting?” He asked seemingly confused as he pulled you close by your wrist “They weren’t flirting.” You squirmed under his grip trying to wiggle your hand away from him “Don’t lie. I saw you blushing.” You scoffed and saw him turn away from you faintly laughing “They weren’t flirting..” he murmured giving you a reassuring squeeze "Then what were they saying that made you flustered so much?!" You snapped freeing your hand from his grasp

"Let me bandage you up first." You refused and slapped his hand away, "If i have to carry you to the Infirmary i will." He gripped your wrist, tighter this time "Its just a cut, Jason." You rolled your eyes, lightly flinching "And its bleeding, now sit." He added "God damn it fine!" You groaned but sat on a near tree stump, He knelled down, carefully examining your palm, there was a loud awkward silence and you saw that his cheeks were still red and you wondered why was he avoiding the topic so much if it turns out the nymphs weren't flirting with with him? "I um.." He stuttered, you raised a brow at him as he cleaned the cut with a clean cloth that he pulled out from his pockets before taking out bandages and wrapping it, his fingers lightly brushing up against yours. You twitched under the touch looking down, refusing to look him in the eye. And without warning, He pulls your arm closer to his chest to make the bandages tighter, making you slightly blush at how much he cares for you right now, You saw a faint smile on his face before letting go and standing up.

"You still hadn't answered my question." you said following him. He groaned and sighed "You.." he quietly mumbled and your eyes widened in confusion "Me?" Your head tilted in confusion as he looked you in the eye, cupping your cheek with one hand "They were talking about you.." He stroked your cheek that was almost as red as a tomato "wha-" You shivered feeling a calloused hand wrap around your waist slurring your words "I got distracted, Looking at you when i was training.. and the nymphs noticed and started teasing me telling me how "head over heels" i was for you.. whatever that means anyway.." He had a genuine look in his eyes, forcing you to look up at him with a hand underneath your chin, "Oh.." you were sure you that you were the exact shade of a tomato right now, embarrassed at the fact that your suspicion was wrong and was flustered at his explanation, needless to say that you could’ve saved yourself from overthinking and embarrassment if you would’ve just listened to his explanation yesterday.

You hesitated before speaking “I-i don't believe you..” You said with persistent, you were never one to back down even when you know you’re in the wrong. His grip tightened on your waist and he tucked in a loose hair behind your ear, Leaning in closer your faces inches away from each other “Don’t be stubborn Princess. Do i look like I’m lying?” His gaze softened pulling you closer by your waist making you flush “I would never do that to you, my love..” He whispered and finally closed the gap between you two by placing a soft quick kiss on your lips before pulling away all flustered, “that's an unfair advantage” Your blush reached your ears, Earning a laugh from Jason “You done throwing a fit sweet girl?” He chuckled pulling you closer and kissing your cheek “fraternizing with another team is against the rules…”You murmured trying to hide your blushed up cheeks ”yeah, but since when were you one to follow rules, sweetheart?” He smirked pulling you gently by your chin and kissed you passionately all thoughts of the jealousy, and the game were floating away as you melted into his grasp.

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@melanthaeunomia

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[neteyamssyulang]

A/B/O

Day 31

Pairing: Alpha Neteyam aged up x Fem omega omaticaya reader.

Summary: You always had eyes for Neteyam, unfortunately you never thought they were reciprocated as he was eventually promised to another. Little did you know they actually were

Warnings: Dom Neteyam, Sub reader, Kinda cheating Neteyam, Oral (F receiving), Fingering, P in V, Marking, Knotting/Creampie.

Word count: 1221

Translation(s): Paskalin -> Honey, Rutxe -> Please.

A/N: First time writing full on A/B/O so I’m not sure if it’ll do well but enjoy and happy Halloween!

Tags: @teyamsatan @pandoraslxna <3

Being born an omega was difficult, well for you atleast. Whether it be female or male alphas they all tried having you, and each time you had to deny them.

No one except Kiri knew you had eyes for Neteyam, I mean who wouldn't? With his toned body, handsome face, and the way he can make any omega drop down to their knees for him.

Neteyam was your bestfriend and had been ever since you were teenagers, he had saved you from a group of alphas who wanted to have their way with you not caring if you didn't consent.

Ever since then you stuck to his side and eventually grew feelings for him, unfortunately they weren't reciprocated as once he turned 20 his parents had betrothed him to the daughter of the Kanesätaw family.

Li'ona was beautiful you had to admit, she was skilled weaver and hunter but she was also a beta. Everyone was under the impression that they'd make such a cute pair once his father passed the mantle of olo'eyktan to him.

What they didn't know was that Neteyam didn't like Li'ona, he liked you but didn't want to admit it as he didn't think you'd like him back. Li'ona knew Neteyam didn't like her but still tried for the sake of their people.

It was just a regular day not much to really do, you had helped out in the healers tent with Kiri before bidding her goodbye to head back to your hut to finish up some tops you started weaving the night before.

In the corner of your eye you see Neteyam and Li'ona, she was pushing at his chest and you could see she was yelling at him. For what though? You didn't know.

It wasn't your business anyway, you made your way inside your hut and started weaving the top when not even 5 minutes later Neteyam bursts through the flap of your hut turning around to quickly tie the flaps shut.

"Neteyam?" Your head tilts confused as he walks over now "What are y-" he shuts you up by leaning down to capture your lips with his. His pheromones a mixture of lust and nervousness.

Without even looking he picks you up and walks over to your bed laying you down on it while he hovers over you. Breaking the kiss he sighs "I can't do this anymore Paskalin.."

"Do what Teyam?" You didn't know what he was talking about or why he was doing this, it felt wrong since he's promised to someone else already.

Neteyam hisses out of frustration "I can't keep denying my feelings, I love you y/n." Did- did he just say what you thought he said? He loves you? You must be hearing things you have to be.

The male has a look of worry on his face as you don't respond back to him, feeling his heart break he goes to get off you when suddenly he gets pulled closer till your lips meet in a passionate kiss.

He groans into your mouth as he quickly unties his tewng throwing it somewhere off to the side before ripping yours clean off your body along with your top all while never breaking the kiss.

Eventually you need to catch your breath so you pull away panting, his eyes lock onto yours, they aren't the beautiful golden orbs you always got lost in no.. his eyes are dark and filled with lust.

Neteyam was about to lean in to kiss you again when you scooted back earning a growl from him "W-wait, what about Li'ona?"

"Fuck her I want you y/n! I choose you as my mate not her. Please.. I will deal with the consequences later but right now let me show you how much I love you." Your heart melts at his words as you give him a nod.

The male smiles and kisses from your neck all the way down past your stomach leaving marks, in the process copious amounts of slick drip out of you and down onto the bedding below.

Your breath hitches as he licks a long stripe up your folds, a deep growl rumbles through his chest savoring your sweet taste.

Without warning he dives in licking your clit and sucking on the little bundle of nerves, your head falls back against the bedding as your hand reaches down tugging on his hair.

He moans against your pussy sending the vibrations through you, Neteyam then sinks two of his fingers inside you curling them just right.

"Nete- youch!" You yelp as he smacks your thigh with his free hand, "That's not my name." A pink hue flushes your face and you know what he's expecting to hear.

"Alpha- please.." this time he rewards you by trailing wet kisses up your body till he gets to your neck "What a good little omega~" Neteyam purrs into your ear, his cock already emerging from his slit.

Pulling his fingers out of your sopping cunt he replaces them with his cock sliding slowly into you, the stretch was painful but welcoming. Neteyam sensed you were a bit uneasy so he released comforting pheromones to relax you more.

Finally he bottomed out, leaning his head down to the crook of your neck he took a deep breath of your pheromones then licked over your scent gland sending shivers down your spine.

You tapped his shoulder giving him the ok to start moving, leaning back up he hauled your legs over his shoulders and set a fast pace.

The only sounds to be heard was both your moans and the loud squelching sound from your slick as he slammed his hips against yours. You could feel your orgasm approaching rapidly “A-al-pha rutxe..”

“Please what princess?” He smirked looking down at you, sweat dripping from his hairline “Please can I- can I cum?” You spoke softly.

Tsking he sent a harsh thrust into you stilling his hips, “Hm? What was that omega?” Tilting his head, he knew what you said he just needed you to say it louder for everyone to hear.

Your omega instincts were begging you to listen to your alphas command but you were also stubborn so you stayed quiet looking away. Not having any of that he rolled his hips coaxing out a small whimper from you.

“Be a good little girl and answer me or you wont get what you want” he said while grabbing your jaw turning your head carefully to look at him.

Letting your instincts win you gave in “Please alpha, let me cum” this time in a more louder tone but still soft so none outside could hear.

“Good girl” he purred now fully moving again slamming into you. Your nails dug into the bedding as you came chanting his name like a prayer, Neteyam groaned at the feeling of your walls clenching around him.

His knot prodded against your hole begging entry which your body agreed to by producing more slick. Leaning down he sank his fangs into your neck as he pushed his knot inside spilling his seed into your empty womb.

Your body shook as a small whimper left your lips, finally Neteyam unlatched from your neck and leaned up panting.

“You did so well for me my little omega.”

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[stars4gojo]

I know it won’t work 

Gojo x reader // established!relationship, angst, breakups & arguments, happy ending(???) // 849 words 

You and Gojo have been unable to see eye to eye for a while now, talking to him feels like talking to a wall and you think he doesn’t want to try anymore.

And part of me wants to walk away till you really listen. 

You stand in the kitchen of your shared apartment, mindlessly humming to yourself. 

You pay no mind to your boyfriend who’s been mindlessly seated on the couch ever since he came home. 

His usual energetic and loving demeanour switched with a more intense energy, he’s been grumbling under his breath since he walked in - you assumed he went on a long tough mission, nothing some cuddles and kisses couldn’t fix.

“Toruuu” you lovingly call out his name.

“What?” His brash tone replies back but you choose to ignore it. 

“Dinner’s almost ready why don’t you go wash up?” 

“I’m fine y/n don’t wanna eat.” He mumbled back.

You stop what you’re doing as you turn towards him, tilting your head in confusion as you read his expression.

“But I made your favourite.” You add, trying to convince him to eat the dinner you made with so much love and care.

He sighed agitatedly as he replied, “I’m not hungry.” 

You put your lips in a tight smile as you went to wash your hands before cupping his face.

“Alright you big baby, let me help you wash off your wounds atleast?” You said in hopes of making him feel better to which he begrudgingly agreed to.

“I’ll tell you allllll about my day.” You spoke while little giggles escaped your mouth.

You make him sit back at the couch as you take his hands in yours, starting to carefully wipe the blood that’s on his hands.

“I made a new friend today in Uni.” You started as he hissed at the feeling of the wipes touching his wound.

“She’s new to my psychology class and she was really sweet, might go for coffee with her tomorrow.” You continued.

“Oh and funny story!” You added excitedly not noticing how annoyed and agitated your boyfriend kept getting.

“She didn’t have a pen so I gave her one of mine but she didn’t give it back and I am not sure how to ask her back it might get too awkw-“ 

“Grow a back bone!” You look up to your boyfriend who had very rudely just interrupted you.

“It’s just a pen ask her to give it back or get over it.” His blue eyes pierced into yours as he shoved your hand off of his.

You stood up as your eyes filled with tears, not knowing how to react to his sudden outburst of anger. 

“I’m sorry Toru I didn-“ you started but were again quickly interrupted by Gojo. 

“All you do is talk and talk and talk, why don’t you shut u-“ He paused his speech as he looked into your eyes that were now definitely spilling tears.

He sighed deeply before starting again, “No, I’m sorry I shouldn’t have said that.” But it was too late now.

“Toru you have no right to be mad at me for this!” It was your turn now.

“All you do is wake up before I’m awake and go off to work only to come home after I’m asleep, and the oh so lucky days where you’re home on time you’re in a sour mood and you take it all out on me.”

Your balls fisted in anger as you tried controlling your emotions.

“I will not be your scapegoat anymore, I am not the only person in this relationship. I want you to talk to me.” You added as your eyebrows furrowed in frustration.

“We are talking.” Gojo replied, venom dripping from his tongue.

“Are we Satoru?” You softly asked back.

“I don’t want to fight.” He admitted quietly as he looked away. 

“Can’t we talk tomorrow?” He asked while rubbing his eyes in exhaustion.

“What if there’s no tomorrow Satoru? I can’t deal with this anymore, I don’t want to put everything into a relationship where you no longer try and make me feel like I’m talking to a wall.” You said as you flopped on the opposite couch to him.

“I’m trying my best y/n” 

“What if your best is not enough for me?”

And to no surprise he had no reply

“Is this it then? You’re gonna give up on us? Just gonna walk away and throw away the last 10 years?” You questioned back.

“I don’t want to throw any of this away, I love you y/n” he replied back, the atmosphere becoming strangely calm.

“I’m going to bed, please be ready to talk like an adult tomorrow.” You whispered quietly as he watched your slumped figure walk to your shared bedroom.

He didn’t want it to end this way, you were his forever - his biggest supporter, his best friend and his first love but as he watched you stumble away, he knew he couldn’t do anything about it. He was the one who ruined it in the first place and you’ve been so quietly trying to make it work for the sake of it, picking up behind the mess he created. He loved you too much to give up on this - he knew that it was up to him to make it right now. 

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[sivyera]

game 00.1

felix catton x reader (in part 2 oliver quick x reader?? maybe, maybe not??)

warnings: toxic relationship, break up BUT it's not going to be angsty!

a/n: i apologize to all Felix fans so pls don't kill me, haha! i will probably write some fluff with him later, please just enjoy being a bad bitch! :)

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It was like every other party at the school. Nothing new nor unexpected... well that's what you thought.

You were sitting at the table, next to your boyfriend Felix and his friends. Also with his newest friend named Oliver.

Oliver was new around so he was mostly just watching... watching you to be more precise, but you never paid extra attention to it, I mean many people started at you so he was no difference...

Everything was like usual, until Felix decided to speak.

"hey y/n.. i need to tell you something" Felix said as he turned a bit on his chair to look you directly in the eyes. You noticed that he called you by your first name, he usualy calls you baby or beautiful, that was when you realized that your thoughts has come true.

When he noticed that you're quiet he spoke again. "We have to break up... this isn't going to work and it's not you, it's me but I have to think about my future."

He finished his sentence and turn to quickly look at Farleigh with a small, almost unnoticeable... but you noticed.

You raised an eyebrow and then smirked. "Oh thank god you said it, you know I have to think about my future as well and with you; I have no bright future, you're holding me back so you did me a favour." You said calmly without any fast movements while looking directly into his eyes then you turned your head at his friends who were sitting around the table with shock faces, smiled, then stood up and left the table.

Felix just sat there, freezed at his seat with shock in his eyes. Did he heard you right? Was he hallucinating? He looked at Farleigh, who was laughing at his seat. Even tho Farleigh is Felix's cousin, he couldn't help but laugh.

''She's got balls, mate.'' Farleigh laughed. Felix blinked few more times, then he stood up and went after you to the yard. "Wait!" He yelled as he grabbed your wrist and stopped you in your tracks.

Felix's mind was full with thoughts like why did this woman; who was supposed to break down in tears and beg him to stay with her, just walked away like nothing happened? Did you not care at all?

"Wait, why?" You asked him as you turned to look at him. You still had the "bored" look on your face which made Felix frustrated even more. You embarrassed him a lot, it wasn't just something he could throw away like nothing had happened, this was important, his reputation was at stake.

"Because- w-why are you acting like you don't care?" He asked while standing in front of you in disbelief. He couldn't believe that you are not going to fight back, to get him back.

"It's because I don't care?" You said with a slight confusion in your tone like it wasn't obvious to him. You meant what you said, you noticed how Felix changed a bit, you were actually thinking about breaking up with him but he was faster, well faster...

He stood there as if it was all a really bad dream. He was confused, why didn't you beg him or cry or made a scene in front of everybody like he was used to from other girls? He didn't even knew what he wanted; he broke up with you, he wanted it right, so why is he standing here in front of you "begging" for explanation.

His jaw clenches, he wanted to make you cry and yet here you are, stone-faced. "You're being ridiculous." He hisses as he slightly shook his head form side to side, still in disbelief that this is really happening.

"Oh really? What should I do then, cry or beg you for another chance? Telling you how much I love you, how much I need you, how I can't live without you? Nah, no never, I have something that is called self-respect, you moron." You said coldly and bit louder so he can hear you properly and really fall into the reality that you really didn't care at all.

His face twists into a scowl, he has lost control, the anger was rising up inside him, his heart felt like it's going to explode just like his head.

"Tsk, you're just a stupid girl." He retorted at you, but you didn't move a muscle, you were like a stone. You stood in front of him with face that looked like it was made of stone. Beautiful features, you were one of the most beautiful girls this school ever had, but you were also pretty unreachable.

Felix had work so hard to actually get into your life, the "dating" part was the hardest, because you wasn't stupid nor naive like other girls. It was very attractive but in this situation Felix found it frustrating.

"I damaged your male ego, didn't I? Yeah, go cry about it, that's what babies like you do, when they lose control; they throw a tantrum, like you just did." You said while you rolled your eyes.

He blinked few times and froze once again. No one ever said this to him, he wasn't prepared for this! In his head this wasn't a fair game but before he could answer, you were gone.

After few extra seconds he just stood there like a child who's mother just didn't buy him any of his favourite snacks. He cursed under his breath and went back inside to his friends.

He knew this wasn't done, he needed answers and a lot of talking, but for now he decided to went back.

Little did both of you knew that Oliver heard and saw this whole conversation. He was hidden behind one of those tall bushes, watching you two the whole time.

He knew everything. He watched you 24/7, he had your daily routine memorized and the things you love was written in his secret notebook that he had made just for you.

From the start this was Oliver's plan, to get to you. But you were a very closed and private person, he even had problems with stalking you like looking at you from the tree that was near your window and stuff, which made him obsessed even more.

And that's why he started talking to Felix, because he knew that you two were dating... and his plan worked, like always. He now was your friend who was on his way to your room to comfort you after a "hard" breakup with your now ex-boyfriend.

His plan worked perfectly.

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[komotionlessqueenmm]

Imagine # 1,052

Gifs NOT mine.

Year posted - 2023

*This was written with the idea that reader is in her mid twenties, so there's an age gap between reader and Ray. Also I've not watched this movie lmao. Why do I do this? I DON'T KNOW!

Setting her bag down on the kitchen counter, (Y/n)'s hands drifted down to brush across her belly. Smiling when the baby girl inside gave a kick,and ignoring the pain that followed. "I know honey, you're missin' your daddy. So am I." She mused to her belly, happy to be back home and away from her latest hospital check up. But considering the lack of his car in the driveway, she knew Ray wasn't back yet, back with his brother Raymond, her godfather. "This is gonna be a long day." She sighed as she poured herself a glass of cold water, drinking nearly half of it before she felt satisfied. Setting the glass on the counter she licked her damp lips, taking notice of the sound of two car doors closing. Her shimmering eyes cast in the direction of the front door as it swung open, the sounds of Ray and Raymond's voices following as they entered the quiet home. Their voices drifted to the dining room, and (Y/n) steeled her nerves. "Here goes nothing." She murmured under her breath as she exited the kitchen and entered the dining room. The older men's eyes quickly cast to her as she entered, and she offered a smile with a small wave. "Hey guys." She hummed, her free hand still tracing her round belly absentmindedly.

"(Y/n) you're pregnant!" Raymond gawked at her, a small grin tugging at his lips at the sight of her round belly. "Yeah." She smiled sheepishly. "Who's the father?" Raymond asked after a moment, his smile faltering when she glanced nervously at his brother. "Wait why is she here?" Raymond turned his attention to Ray, who looked just as anxious as she did. "Well where else is she gonna go?" Ray countered, confirming Raymond's fear. "You did not have sex with my goddaughter!" Raymond's confusion had quickly turned to anger, glaring at his brother as if he was intent to kill him. "Um." Was all Ray could get out before Raymond repeatedly began shoving at his chest, Ray instinctively pushed back anticipating it to turn into a fight. "She's half your age!" Raymond hissed stepping back a little when Ray moved to hit him in the face, then giving him another shove before backing away again. "Enough stop it the both of you. You're both acting like children." (Y/n) put herself between them, her back to Ray as she intended on calming Raymond down.

"How could you do something like this?" Raymond asked addressing Ray, who in turn scowled. "Excuse me, I can make my own decisions. Thank you very much." (Y/n) cut in, her fingers lacing with Rays when he grabbed her hand. "But-But him!?" Raymond stammered in frustration. "And what's wrong with him huh?" She glared now at her godfather. "He's not good enough for you!" Raymond shouted as if it were obvious, and she simply wasn't seeing it. "I'll decide who's good enough for me, not you." She turned to Ray, her eyes softening at the look shimmering in his eyes, clearly hurt by what Raymond had said. "He's more than good enough for me, he's perfect." (Y/n) murmured as she looked into his eyes, her words only making Raymond scoff. "He's a junkie!" Raymond argued, and (Y/n) quickly spun on her heel, her and Ray both glaring daggers at Raymond. "He's been sober for years now, I know because I was the one looking after him when he was coming down." Raymond frowned at her words. "You were still in highschool." He pointed out. "And why do you think I missed so much school my senior year? Because I was here when the withdraw sickness became to much of him. I was here, looking after him, helping him, caring for him. Unlike you." She spat, thoroughly fed up with Raymond's behavior, though she knew this is exactly how he was going to react, and it's the exact reason why she never told him.

"And before you make any sick assumptions, nothing happened between us. For years I was just his friend, looking out for him. It wasn't until last year when we became intimate, and that was only because I initiated it, and convinced him it was okay. Because it is okay, we're both adults, mature enough to make our own decisions." She ranted, only stopping and closing her eyes, when Ray moved to place his hand on her belly, standing beside her. "Shh calm down sweetheart, stress isn't good for the baby." Ray spoke softly, now rubbing at her baby bump, the feeling helping her relax a little, and his words quelling the raging fire that was her anger. "You don't have to accept this, but I will not have you talking about Ray like that. I love him, he makes me happy, and he takes good care of me, and that should be enough for you to accept this." (Y/n) opened her eyes, looking to Raymond with emotionless eyes. Eyes that quickly swirled with adoration when they cast to his brother at her side. Resting her head against his shoulder, and relaxing under his tender touch. "I love you too." Ray whispered against her hair before placing a small kiss there. All the while Raymond stood there unsure of what to say, or how to feel on the matter anymore.

|Time Skip|

The following hours had been awkward and uncomfortable for the three adults. While Ray drove them to the funeral in his car, with (Y/n) in the passenger seat holding his free hand, and Raymond sat quietly in the backseat. When they stopped at a gas station for (Y/n) to use the bathroom, Raymond hadn't even realized he'd been staring at Ray, until Ray grunted out an annoyed "What?". "Why her? Of all the women in the world, why her?" Raymond asked what had been bugging him all day. "Because I love her." Ray responded before casting his gaze back to the gas station, watching like a hawk for (Y/n) to return. "Because you love her?" Raymond questioned, clearly unconvinced. "Yes I love her, is that really so hard to believe?" Ray grumbled. "Yes." Raymond stated without hesitation, making Ray roll his eyes. "Well I do." Ray muttered, breathing a silent breath of relief at the sight of (Y/n) exiting the gas station. A small smile tugging at his lips at the sight of the snacks she held in her hands. "Here you go honey." (Y/n) passed Ray a bag of his favorite chips, when she reached the car.

Then a Debbie snack to Raymond. "Here." She muttered softly to him, glancing at his eyes for a moment before settling in her seat. Another sweet treat in her hand for herself. "Thanks." Raymond muttered when he looked at what she'd given him. "Thank you sweetheart." Ray leaned over again gave her a quick kiss, the sight making Raymond scoff. "Could you not do that in font of me?" Raymond groaned. "Grow up." Ray sassed as he looked back at his brother, who bit his tongue while glaring back at him. (Y/n) kept quiet as she opened her wrapper, offering her hand to Ray to open his as well. He passed her the bag and started diving once more, smiling softly at her when she returned the now open bag to him. Back on the road they made it to the funeral in a matter of twenty minutes, the atmosphere in the car turning from awkward to somber. And it remained that way long after they'd reached the cemetery some time later. "Honestly I just don't get what she sees in you." Raymond mused carelessly from the back seat. Ray closed his bible, turned to his brother, and simply flipped him off in response.

(Y/n) had gone to their father's plot, with a single pink posy in her hand. Paying her respects to him, despite never having met the man, or liking him after Ray told her the stories about how abusive he had been. "How are my girls feeling?" Ray asked when she re-approached the car, his hands cupping her belly after sitting his bible aside. "Tired." (Y/n) hummed before yawning. "It's a girl?" Raymond asked in a soft tone. "Yeah." She nodded her head, smiling down at her belly, her hands resting on top of Rays. The sight warmed Raymond's heart, slowly coming to terms with the situation. "I'm sorry for being such an ass about all this." He muttered after a moment of staring at her belly. "I get it... I don't like it, but I get it." (Y/n) responded, smiling when Ray pulled her hands forward to kiss her knuckles. "Do you wanna feel her?" She asked as she looked to Raymond, who looked hopeful but apprehensive. "Are you sure?" He asked. "Yeah of course." (Y/n) smiled reassuringly, moving away from Ray to allow Raymond to touch her belly. Ray watched with a fond smile as his brother reached out tenderly to touch her belly.

"Here." She dragged his hand to the right side of her belly, where he felt a small kick. "Oh wow." He chuckled at the feeling, melting when the baby did it again. "She's very active, especially whenever Ray reads to us, or plays his trumpet. She seems to really like jazz just like her father." (Y/n) mused with a fond smile, looking to Ray who offered her a quick wink. "She's gonna be a handful." Raymond teased playfully, chuckling when the baby kicked again. "Just like her daddy." Ray cut in, making (Y/n) chuckle. "Don't I know it." (Y/n) mused. "I'm really happy for you, you know?" Raymond looked up to her, still holding her belly. "It's just... This was a lot to take in, and a little weird to me." He added, his words making (Y/n) nod in understanding. "You know Ray cried when I told him I was pregnant." She mused, smirking when Ray audibly groaned. "Really?" Raymond chuckled in disbelief. "Yep. Fell to his knees and buried his face into my still flat belly, muttering all sorts of nonsense and praise." She smiled at the memory, and Ray only shrugged when his brother looked at him. "He's going to be a great father." She added absentmindedly, making Rays heart melt. "Yeah I'm sure he will be." Raymond agreed as he removed his hands from her belly, smiling softly up at her, his sincere words making tears prick in her eyes. "Thank you." Ray muttered softly to his brother, beyond proud to hear him say that.

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[mhathotfic]

Is it healthy to be this obsessed with my own work? Good question, moving on. Here’s some bully Bakugou redeeming himself via fucking you like he’ll die if he doesn’t. Based on this ask from @blaize-hewwo. I’m also gonna tag @pervysenpaix because I just think you might like it 👉🏼👈🏼 hope that’s ok with you 👉🏼👈🏼

Warnings: bullying, toxic relationship turning into a healthy one, vaguely described/implied punch from reader, degradation kink, oral(male receiving), vaginal fingering and sex, afab and fem reader, unprotected sex, pet names used (princess, doll), swearing, hair pulling, written with chubby reader in mind, quirkless au because why not?

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x reader

Ask him and he’ll tell you he’s the best at everything. Best in class, best at whatever stupid sport he was using to pass his time, best damn drummer you’ll ever hear. Simply the best, but of course he’s not a god, no matter how badly he’d like to think himself as one.

Even he had to be at something and of course he was. He’d never admit it out loud, would honestly rather die instead, but Katsuki Bakugou has no fucking clue how to talk to women.

He wasn’t sweet and flirtatious like his friend Kaminari. Wasn’t as charismatic and charming like a lot of people found Kirishima to be. Not nearly as laidback and fun to be around as Sero.

If it wasn’t for desperate women who chased him for clout he’d probably be completely clueless, but pussy is pussy and it’s not like he cared enough to pass up a effortless fuck when he wanted some.

He would of been fine with this arrangement. Perfectly happy to never get attached and navigate actually getting to know a girl, but she had to ruin that when she transferred in.

Pretty face with beautiful eyes and plump pouty lips, round cheeks that he wanted to squeeze and pinch until they squealed. Plush looking body he wanted to feel pressed against his muscular one so badly it almost hurt. He was disgustingly obsessed and at first she didn’t even give him the time of day.

Never paying him mind or even looking at his general direction. It pissed him off.

He had no idea what he’d even say if she talked to him. No clue how to get her attention for that matter and he didn’t get why it angered him so much but he was certain that was on her. That’s probably why he lashed out at her.

Grabbing a handful of hair and yanking her back, hissing that she was in his way and threatening her when she spoke up. He intended on never looking her way just like she’d been doing to him, only for the third or fourth time to pull a new reaction that had him straining against the fabric of his pants.

He yanked a little too roughly one day, knocking her head into the desk with a soft thud and pathetic whimper. He glanced at her ready to hiss out a insult about her being too sensitive and was confronted with her dazed and confused expression. Eyes glossy with unshed tears, lower lip quivering and breathing heavy enough he could clearly note the rise and fall of her breast.

For half a second he was speechless, thoughtlessly even, but soon enough he was more venomous. Crueler then ever as his fingers tightened and yanked her back again after allowing her to sit back up, filth spilling from his lips in a harsh whisper.

“You’re so fuckn’ pathetic Princess. You cry like a stupid little attention whore over what? Didn’t even hurt ya’ did I? Worthless pathetic little—”. “I-I’m n-not—” she’d try to defend herself but he was always quick to cut her off again “Aww you gonna cry? Go on cry for me dumb slut”.

They never gave him the satisfaction, always managing to run from him leaving him frustrated and and in need of the nearest private area to elevate his problem he blamed solely on how beautiful she looked. So desperate for him, at least he liked pretending that was the case.

He knew it was pretty fucked, how he treated her. The person he hoped to make (Yn) Bakugou someday probably shouldn’t be so terrified by him. So the day he attempted to corner her, hoping to feel her soft and squirming body pressed against him while he hissed vulgarities into her ear only to have his nose broken while she shouted him down was disturbingly alluring to him.

Cock throbbing and nose gushing while she read him for filth was probably the worst time to realize you’re in love sure, but it didn’t change the fact he knew for certain he wanted to make her his.

First step apologize for being such a dickhead. How does he do that though? He could offer her something maybe? Take her somewhere to try and make up for it?

“You could just tell her you’re kinda shitty at social stuff” Kaminari had offered as advice, and ultimately ended up with a book thrown in his face and whining about how he was right. He had a point though, as much as he hates to admit it, she was far too kind hearted not to give him a second chance if he told her he realized how shitty he was being and offered to try and make things right between them.

Fast forward six months, and he still doesn’t feel he’s earned her forgiveness that came so easily. He refuses to believe the sweet giggles he receives are genuinely because he made her laugh. The tight hugs that left no room between them weren’t anything special for a friend to receive. The gorgeous smile that haunts his late night thoughts wasn’t unique to him, but it didn’t stop him from rutting up into his hand every time he thought of her when he should’ve been asleep.

He never got over that feeling of wanting, but he felt he matured enough to know it was his problem and not hers. He was holding them both back clingy to his fantasies so he confessed one night just to get his rejection and subsequent moving on process over with.

“You mean that? It’s not a joke right?”.

“The hell kinda asshole says shit like that as a joke? I wasn’t that fuckin’ bad!” he huffed opening his mouth to say something else only to be ambushed with a hug and squealing excitement. Happy tears welling up in her eyes as she told him how she felt.

He was over the moon, teasing her about how easily she cries and kissing her soft lips for the first time. His hands wondering over her body, kneading at her flesh gently and groaning when she decided to drop to her knees.

This was moving fast, he should stop her and ask if she really wants this. Easier said than done when she was looking up at him as she bobbed her head. Whining at the familiar hissed out swear and hand tangled in her hair. She placed her hands against his thighs to stable herself, moaning around him when he praised her “Shit, Doll you look so damn good on your knees for me”.

She pulled back panting and trying to catch her breath before speaking “You think so? My ex used to tell me I looked gross like this, said I—” “whatever bullshit the bastard said was wrong” he growled out, cupping her cheek before continuing “you’re fucking gorgeous (Yn) fucker was blind not see it”.

He grunted in pleasure when she responded with paying attention to his dick again, suckling at the tip and stroking the length of his thick shaft “L-listen, fuck you’re good at this, you don’t gotta, gotta do this if you don’t wanna Doll”.

“I want to!” she snapped up to look at him, hand never slowing as she spoke “I want to really, b-but um… do you… c-can you call me those mean things you used to?”. He blinked at her, slowly realizing she wants him to be mean before snorting.

“You’re fuckin’ with me aren’t ya’? You want me to call you a stupid slut?”.

“M-maybe not stupid, but I kinda like the way it sounds when you call me—”.

“Open your mouth for me, nice and wide. A pretty little whore like you knows how to do that right?”. He would have laughed at how immediate the response was, but he was a bit busy tossing his head back and knotting his fingers in her hair, hissing in pleasure and tightening his grip on her hair.

If he was supposed to hold back, he was failing that task spectacularly, his hips rolling into her mouth. Grunting when she reached a hand up to play with his balls. There was no way he could prolong this, it felt way too damn good not to give into his selfish desires. “S-shit Princess, I’m gonna, fuck gonna cum” he hissed out, feeling her whining around him and gently nuzzling against his thighs as he came down her throat.

He barely caught his breath before ordering her up with a surprisingly calm “Get on the bed”. He watched in satisfaction as she quickly stripped everything she was wearing off before settling on her bed. Propped up on her pillows and legs spread, her perfect cunt on full display just for him.

“Just like that, that’s a good little slut for me” he groaned, watching her beam with pride.

Shuddering with anticipation when he settled himself on the bed. Gasping out a “F-feels a-amazing” when his fingers made quick work of pumping into her heated core.

“Does it? Should’ve guessed a shameless pretty little whore would like getting fingered by her bully huh?” he whispered against her lips before silencing her desperate cries with a kiss, curling his fingers and rubbing against her inner walls. “That’s not fair! Y-you sound so, so good when you talk like that, c-can’t help it if I get wet”.

“You really are fuckin’ shameless huh? can’t believe you were getting this wet for my cock even when I made life hell for ya, bet you thought about me fucking you stupid didn’t you?” he teased, watching as she tossed her head back, grinding herself into his fingers. “P-please I want it so bad I-I’m gonna c-cum”.

“Be a good slut and cum for me then “ he ordered, moving his fingers faster and kissing the tears that welled up away. Talking her through her orgasm and keeping her grounded as she shock and shuddered through it.

Once he was certain she was good to go he didn’t even hesitate, fingers digging into her thick hips as he thrusted in at just the right angle, her legs wrapping around his waist.

“Fuck” he groaned nuzzling into the side of her neck before pressing his lips to her forehead. She sighed contentedly at the quick moment of gentleness before he ruined her. Pinning her hands down to the bed as he rasped into ear, praising her for how well she took him while he fucked her into the mattress.

Sinking his teeth into the soft skin of her shoulder and eliciting a pretty little wimpier from her as he pounded into her harder. “God I love you, perfect little pussy takes this cock so well”. She moaned at the praise, squirming when his fingers rubbed teasingly slow at her clit, steadily picking up speed as he got drunk off the sounds she made.

“Is that good Princess? Is that what you need?” he groaned in her ear, his voice deep and husky. “Y-yes! Just like that!” (Yn) panted, moving her hands into his hair. “I-I’m gonna cum! P-please K-Katsuki I need to— emph” She begged, her words being cut off by him capturing her lips.

“‘M close too, cum for me ok?” he sighed fucking into her as if it’d save his life, whispering praise and sweet nothings to her, watching her trying to stay focused for him. Satisfaction washing over both of them when he pulled a loud keening moan of his name from as her orgasm finally washed over her, mumbling and muttering for him to finish in her. He didn’t even second guess it, pushing himself as deep as possible and rutting shallowly as he came.

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Karma : Kaz Brekker x Reader Series

Part 2

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Jesper wasn’t entirely sure what was coming, but he knew it would be best to accompany his boss and best friend to whatever it was. For, he’d seen the way Kaz had exited his room with a vengeful scowl, determined pace, violent grip on his cane, and a dark anger in his eyes. Jesper earned merely a side glare after he’d started following Kaz. But, it was the lack of normal response that was enough to tell Jesper that Kaz’s focus was elsewhere. It was also the lack of scolding that kept Jesper from asking what was going on.

Just as the men stepped past the threshold of the building’s entrance, Inej landed inches in front of them. Jesper clutched his heart as it literally skipped a beat. Meanwhile, Kaz just glared and sidestepped her.

“Kaz-" Inej groaned, trying to block Kaz from leaving. She moved her body in front of him but was sure not to touch him in doing so.

“I already know,” Kaz stated simply. He sent Inej a harsh look that quickly prompted her to step to the side, out of his path. Kaz readjusted his grip on his cane as he went to restart his departure.

Inej raised a brow suspiciously at Kaz. “You do?” She questioned. Inej’s eyes scanned Kaz’s face in search of signs as to if his alleged knowledge was truly about the same thing she was referencing.

“Yes,” Kaz answered sharply. “Has he moved from Zentsbridge yet?” He inquired, eyes narrowing as his frustration grew. Kaz was mad the man had even made it that close without immediate consequences. But the fact that Inej was slowing Kaz down from keeping the man from coming even closer to y/n was driving him nuts.

Inej nodded her head with a sigh. So Kaz did know who she was talking about. “He has crossed into East Stave…” Inej informed Kaz, trailing off as she waited for him to realize the implications of that.

Kaz envisioned the map of Ketterdam in his mind as he planned his approach. Only, his body froze upon realizing that such a location change meant the Darkling had already moved closer to y/n. “How close to the Barrel?” Kaz growled deeply.

Jesper whined quietly as he looked between his friends in confusion. “Who are we talking about?” He asked, knowing he’d likely not get an actual answer.

Inej’s eyes flickered to the ground guiltily. “I lost him at the former site of the Kaelish Prince,” she confessed to Kaz. Inej could still picture the way his black cladded body had disappeared from her sight when she briefly looked behind her upon hearing what sounded like someone sneaking up on her.

“You lost him?!” Kaz snapped, his low and gravelly voice more intense than ever. His eyes were shooting daggers at his spider; she had one job. Kaz’s jaw twitched as he clenched his teeth.

“Kaz,” Jesper sighed, his tone scolding. He still didn’t know who his friends were talking about, or why their presence mattered so much. Saints, Jesper hadn’t seen Kaz act this way even when Pekka Rollins was involved, so he was at a loss as to what was going on. But, Jesper knew that Inej wouldn’t have lost her target unless it was somehow necessary for her safety.

“The club might not be open anymore, Kaz,” Inej remarked, “but, it’s still Dime Lion territory”.

Kaz’s eyes narrowed as he glared at Inej. “I don’t care!” He hissed.

“Kaz,” Jesper repeated, shaking his head.

Kaz’s tense grip on his cane caused an aching pain in his palm. His eyes flickered over to the staircase leading up to where y/n was. Not letting his eyes linger for more than a split milliseconds, he turned his gaze back to Inej. “How long ago?” Kaz sought clarification, his tone demanding an answer.

Inej followed Kaz’s gaze as it moved from the staircase and back to her. “What?” She asked, squinting in confusion.

“How long ago did you lose him?!” Kaz reworded gruffly.

Inej stared at the ground as she prepared to answer Kaz’s question. “Twenty minutes,” she confessed. “I’ve been trying to find him since, but, you know how he is,-“ Inej defended weakly.

Kaz sent Inej a harsh stare. He shook his head and sharply turned around. He’d handle Inej’s failure later, right now he had more pressing matters to attend to. “Jesper, watch the door,” Kaz demanded, “Inej, the roof”.

Jesper stepped closer to Inej. He waited for Kaz to start walking away before speaking, even though he suspected the Bastard would still be able to hear them. “What’re we watching for?” Jesper murmured.

“The Darkling,” Inej explained. She heard Jesper mumble an “oh shit,” as they watched Kaz march back up the stairs. “Yeah,” Inej murmured in agreement. She sighed and then began to explain that they should part for their assigned stations.

Y/n’s head snapped up and towards the door as Kaz barged in. Upon seeing it was him, some of her nerves settled instinctively. However, given the reason Kaz had stepped out in the first place, his sudden return concerned her. Y/n and Kaz locked eyes, her worried ones staring into his intense ones. “Is he here?” She asked weakly.

The despair and anguish in y/n’s hushed tone made Kaz’s fury and guilt grow. He swallowed thickly. “I don’t know,” Kaz admitted through his clenched teeth. “Yet.” He shook his head in frustration. “Jesper and Inej are on lookout,” Kaz informed y/n.

Kaz stalked over to his desk, his cane loudly smacking the ground with each determined step. He picked the lock on one of his desk drawers and aggressively jerked it out of the grooves that were holding it in place. Kaz pulled out the gun and made his way back over to y/n. He tenderly took hold of one of her trembling hands with his gloved one, delicately turning her palm upwards before placing the gun in it.

Y/n frowned as she looked at the gun weighing heavily in her hand. “Kaz," she whispered reluctantly. Y/n rarely used guns as she never wanted to kill anyone. Therefore, her weapon of choice was a blade of some sort, something that would give her more control over the likelihood of that potential outcome. Something she could use to defend herself without it automatically ending in the other person’s death.

“I know,” Kaz sighed. He closed his eyes as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “I’m sorry,” he forced out, the words truthful but foreign on his tongue. Kaz audibly clicked his tongue against his bottom lip the way he had earlier. “I need you to take it,” he stated sternly, pushing the device more firmly into y/n’s palm.

Y/n stared at the gun in disgust. She sighed loudly, knowing she was being difficult. But, y/n still didn’t want to accept the weapon. “I don’t like guns,” she needlessly reminded Kaz. She set the device back in his hand.

“I have blades,” Kaz reminded y/n. He looked over at his small stash of said weapons he’d collected for her in the event she needed a new or extra one at some point. Kaz’s eyes moved back to y/n as he cautiously added, “but.., I assumed….”.

“No,” y/n stated quickly, immediately shutting down the idea of her trying to use something as simple as a knife against the Darkling. She knew it wouldn’t work. She’d tried it before and the weapons had been used against her. Y/n had told Kaz as much so she knew that’s why he went with offering her a gun today.

Kaz nodded softly in understanding. He then silently tilted his head towards the gun resting in his upwards facing palm.

Y/n sighed but nodded back at Kaz as she hesitantly took the gun back from him. She ran her fingers over the weapon’s metallic sides. Her stomach twisted at the reminder of why she needed to be holding it right now. Y/n couldn’t believe he’d made his way to her safe place already.

Kaz saw y/n’s apprehension and lingering tension over the whole situation. But, Kaz knew he still needed to direct her on what he needed her to do while he was gone. He hoped by making it an order, it would not only remind y/n of what to do even though she was in a foggy state of mind, but also ideally make it easier for her to do it, should it be needed. “You shoot anyone, and anything, who comes through that door that isn’t me,” Kaz demanded with a firm look that somehow still displayed his understanding and compassion. “Understood?”

Y/n swallowed thickly. She slowly shifted her gaze up from the gun. When y/n started into Kaz’s eyes, she let her reluctance and fear show. “But-“ she protested weakly.

Kaz shook his head stiffly. “Anyone and anything,” he reiterated. When Y/n nodded in compliance, Kaz continued his instructions. “Also, stay away from the window,” Kaz commanded softly, eyes flickering to the window briefly. “But, don’t close the blinds… You need to… let the light come in,” He reminded uneasily.

Kaz despised the idea of any of those things being needed. Especially when y/n was in Kaz’s room, somewhere he’d worked to make her feel safe in at all times. Kaz also hated the image of the Darkling or his nichevo'ya army entering and threatening or actually harming Y/n. Not to mention it was possible he’d endanger her while Kaz was nearby but not actually present and able to protect her.

Y/n nodded her head rapidly. She knew why Kaz was giving these precise instructions. The flashbacks of Aleksander’s nichevo'ya swarming her until she was in complete painful darkness was something y/n never shook in all these years since she’d last encountering them or him. She felt her body shaking again as she shifted the gun into a more proper holding position, her fingers gripping the handle tightly.

Kaz stared at y/n wordlessly as waves of guilt, fear, anger, and sorrow filled his chest at the sight before him. He watched as Y/n held the gun with an unyieldingly tight grip. Kaz noticed that while she had the gun pointed at the ground, she was already clearly accepting of the weapon she normally despised. He could see her fear in the way she held the gun prematurely ready in her palm despite Kaz not having left her side yet. He watched as y/n’s eyes flickered to the door and then to the window as she positioned herself in the corner of the room; a position that was opposite of each potential entrance. Kaz was undoubtedly proud that y/n knew to do that, and also that she could think clearly enough to do so still despite her currently intense emotions. It made him feel slightly better about having to leave her, as he'd felt bad about needing to do so even if it was for her own sake. Kaz hated that y/n had to do any of this preparation. Especially since he knew she’d come to see this space as a safe area and now she was clearly in a different mindset; one Kaz wished he’d never have to see her in.

“He’s not going to harm you again,” Kaz said. He knew not to make promises, but he couldn’t help it. It had to be true. He didn’t know what he’d resort to if something happened to her. And if the Darkling was the one behind something happening to y/n, all hell would break loose.

Kaz hadn’t met y/n before it happened last time, but he could see how the harm it caused had lingered deep within her pure soul. He’d seen the way y/n was so gentle and kind to everyone despite being wracked by flashbacks and constant triggers of her time with the Darkling. Kaz had witnessed how deep of a spiral her trauma could send y/n into. Once, he even had been privy to seeing how bad things got for y/n when they’d run into the Darkling during a heist before. Even though the Darkling hadn’t noticed y/n, Kaz saw the way she shut down immediately. It had taken him and the Crows so long to get y/n back and out of that state (although the others didn’t know the origin of her despair). Kaz didn’t want to couldn’t see y/n like that again.

Yet, as they wordlessly prepared for the Darkling to get closer, Kaz could sense y/n was already headed down that path as of right now. He suspected if he failed and something happened, even if the Darkling didn’t kill her, he might never get the y/n he knew back completely. So, Kaz had to tell her, and himself, that it wasn’t going to happen. It couldn’t. Kaz didn’t want it to happen. Dirtyhands wouldn’t let it happen. Not to her. Not to the one thing he invested so much into…loved. Not to his girl.

If it were up to Kaz, he knew that despite his deep survival instincts, he’d die before that man touched y/n ever again. Hell, Kaz would light the Darkling’s world on fire if he even looked her way. He was already thinking of different punishments he could impose for making her as anxious as he had with his presence today.

Kaz watched as y/n slowly rose her eyes up from the gun in her crouched position. He was immensely saddened to see the uncertainty in her eyes and how stiff her body was. It was a very contrasting appearance from her normal confidence and the faith she typically had in herself, her safety, and in Kaz. This only fueled Kaz’s fire. “He won’t,” he reassured them both.

Kaz slowly limped over to y/n’s new defensive position and knelt down to her level despite the pain it caused his bad leg. He cautiously moved his right hand towards y/n and when confirming she had not flinched, he let his gloved fingertips graze her cheek briefly. Kaz stared into her y/e/c eyes as they silently shared their emotions and feelings with each other. After a few seconds, Kaz sighed loudly, his gloved hands sliding down y/n’s clothed biceps with the faintest touch. He pursed his lips as he secretly debated pressing a featherlight kiss to her forehead; well, more accurately described as an infinitesimal tap from his chapped lips as that was about all Kaz could do so far. However, he suspected it was too much for both of them right now given their emotions and nerves were already heightened far more than usual. Kaz instead, let his hands return to his sides as he rose to leave.

“Kaz,“ Y/n whispered, her voice suggesting a warning was coming as Kaz reached the door. She waited for Kaz to stop and watched as he spun around to face her. Y/n noticed the slight bend in his neck as he nodded softly at her, a worried expression on his face at her sudden comment.

“Yes?” Kaz asked, his voice containing its typical raspy tone that was a lingering effect of his previous illness. But, other than its typical roughness, his question was otherwise tenderly asked. Even though Kaz had only had his back to y/n for less than a minute, was still well inside of the same room as her, and therefore knew nothing had happened, his eyes scanned y/n’s body for any harm or injuries. It was an instinctual and protective reaction he always had when her voice sounded like this.

“Be careful, please..,” Y/n practically pleaded, her bottom lip uncontrollably trembling slightly. “H-he’s…. He’s-…” she shook her head in frustration over the fact that she seemingly couldn’t even finish a simple sentence. Y/n had stopped Kaz’s departure in order to say it, yet, she couldn’t even do so; really?!

“Going to be eradicated and buried six feet under the contaminated soil of the Barrel,” Kaz said threateningly, completing Y/n’s sentence for her. He knew it wasn’t what she was going to say, but to him, it was the only natural conclusion to the sentence. Kaz resisted a smirk as he saw the way Y/n’s eyes flickered to a softened look briefly as she appreciatively gazed at him. He suppressed a sigh when it only lasted for a split second before the feared look returned to her eyes. But, Kaz was pleased that he evidently could still make y/n somewhat hopeful and feel safe after all. He wasn’t sure if that was still possible since he’d clearly failed in keeping the Darkling out of Ketterdam entirely.

“You can’t kill him,” Y/n advised Kaz. Despite her never truly wanting to have to kill anyone, y/n knew her tone came off as dissatisfied. And to be candid, she was upset over such a notion when it came to the Darkling. He was the one person y/n suspected she might ever be okay with killing. After all, he was the only person she’d ever intentionally tried to kill before.

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[wheresmybuckyhoes]

Attention

Summary: Yoongi decides to punish you after you took something of his, but the night takes an unexpected turn

Pairing: Yoongi x reader

Warnings: Smut (18+), swearing, established relationship, unprotected sex, fluff 😧, slightly toxic relationship?

I wrote this in an hour (but still spell and grammar checked) so enjoy x

‘Where. Is. It.’ Yoongi’s exasperated yet eerily stable voice flooded your ears, that last word punctuated by a sharp thrust of his hips that sent your eyes rolling way back. After a few pathetic attempts at swallowing down your moans and catching your breath, you threw your head back in despair and defeat, practically crying back ‘I told you I don’t know. Just please let me cu...’.

But alas, your approaching orgasm was once again ruined by Yoongi swiftly pulling out, clearly dissapointed with your response. He leaned back to kneel before you on the bed from where his body was on top of yours mere moments ago. ‘Bad girls don’t get to cum, darling’, he spoke in that deep sultry voice of his as he shook his head, failing to conceal a slight grin as he continued to say ‘tell me where you hid my laptop and I’ll let you come, hm?’

Looking up at the ceiling seemingly in both deep thought and immense agony, you weighed your options: If you give your boyfriend his laptop back from where you hid it deep within your closet, he would let you cum, only for you to once more feel utterly ignored and disregarded as he nose dives into his work and forgets about you for the next 48 hours. The edging he was currently inflicting was nearing a tortorous point, but at least you had his full attention for once. Your eyes met his as you came to the only reasonable decision. ‘No idea what you’re on about, baby’. You smiled.

Yoongi chuckled to himself, shoulders moving up and down as he laughed, eyes trailing hungrily over your naked body as though a starved man. ‘We’ll see about that’, he threatened as he leapt at you, kissing you roughly before moving his hand down to quickly position himself and enter you deeply, with seemingly no remorse. This time the son of a bitch decided to start rubbing furious circles on your clit, which when combined with the fact that your orgasm had been denied 4 or 5 times and the way in which his thick dick was deep inside you and kept repeatedly hitting that spot at the back which he knew drove you crazy, left your screaming his name. Yet once more, just as your legs began to shake, he pulled out with a grin, retracting all touch but then leaning in to softly kiss you, a gentle reminder that although he was furious, this was still just a fun little game. You pushed him off of you though, moving to sit up, eyebrows furrowed in frustration with tears prickling at your eyes. ‘Fuck. you’, you hissed, longing to slap that stupid grin from his face.

‘Laptop or safe word, y/n’ Yoongi said sternly, immediately pushing you back down and pinning your wrists either side of your head as a result of your attempt at sitting up.

‘How about neither’, you mutter, turning your head away from him, too pissed to look him in the eyes. Yoongi studied your face for a moment, face contorting in brief confusion.

‘Wait...are you mad at me?’ Yoongi asked in genuine curiosity, letting go of your wrists and sitting back to give you space to think.

‘Well y...yes! Isn’t it obvious? I’m mad at you becase you’ve been edging me for the past hour!’ you answer in defiance, leaning on your elbows to stare your beloved boyfriend down angrily’

‘You’re the one who took my laptop!’

‘I don’t see why you care so mu…’

‘Just admit it for fucks sake!’

‘Fine, you asshole! So what?’

‘I knew it! Now stop pissing me off and give it back’

‘It’s not my fault you’re overreacting’

‘How about you stop acting like a bitch, y/n’

‘How about you stop doing whatever the fuck you do on that laptop all day and actually pay attention to your girlfriend for once!’

Yoongi’s eyes immediatley soften as you finally reveal to him what had been riling you up so much, taking in your desperate eyes and heaving chest. ‘Y/n…’

He slowly makes his way on top of you again, kissing you deeply and sensually, a stark contrast to before. He takes his time, barley caressing your tongue with his. His slender fingers gently cup your face as he trails kisses down your jaw and neck, sucking softly ever so often as your body relaxes. He looks up at you to see you staring at him. ‘I’m sorry y/n. I’ve been so busy with work and I need you to know it was never my intention to give you any less than my full undivided attention. Laptop or no laptop, you have it now’, he finished by doing that sweet gummy smile you loved so much, which was unfortunatley highly infectious and before he could see the affect it had on you, you quickly said ‘fuck me then, Suga’.

‘You know it drives me crazy when you call me that’ he whispers as he quickly moves to position himself at your entrance, sliding in slowly as his lips meet yours and you moan as he begins to fuck you, slowly and passionately. In a few seconds (thanks to all the edging he had so kindly bestowed upon you previously), Yoongi already started to feel your walls tightening around his dick, noticing your legs start to shake as he used the pad of his thumb to rub your clit as he did before. This time, as your nails clawed down his back and he sucked purple marks down your neck, he did not pull out and you felt your long awaited orgasm crash down on you. ‘F...fuck Yoongi. I’m cu...cumming’, you cried out, holding onto his broad shoulders for dear life as his breathy low moans in your ear gave you chills.

‘I’m g...gonna cum too’ he groaned, thrusts becoming eratic and sloppy as you felt his warm cum finally fill you up, panting as you eventually started coming down from your high. Yoongi pulled out of you carefully, frowing as you winced from the overstimulation. You lay on the tangled bedsheets in a sweaty, limp heap as you felt the bed dip. Soon, Yoongi came back with a wet towel and tenderly cleaned you up, tossing it somewhere before pulling your back in towards his bare chest. ‘Was that enough attention for you darling?’ he jokingly asked, making you reach out a hand and lightly smack him in the arm, causing him to chuckle. You felt the vibrations of his laugh through his chest, a feeling that brought you great comfort. ‘I’m gonna need that laptop though’ he leaned in to whisper in your ear, wrapping his arms tighter around your waist. ‘Tomorrow’, you murmered softly, already half asleep as your boyfriend smiled to himself.

‘Tomorrow’

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[stephstars08]

Still Alive ~ Chapter Eight

Ethan Landry x Reader

Warnings: Adult Language, Violence, All Angst, Trust Issues, Blood, Weapons, Death Threats, Character Deaths, Trauma, Anxiety, Parent Issues, and BIG CLIFF HANGER! (Sorry if I forgot any!)

Word Count: 2,337

Author’s Note: Hello Everyone! I can’t believe Sunday will be the last chapter of this story! I enjoyed writing this and that’s why I mentioned about doing a second book. I’m trying to get a good plot together for you all but I know it will be awhile since I have other ideas I want to write for you all and post. This chapter has a HUGE CLIFFHANGER SO YOU ARE WARNED! Next and Final chapter will be posted on Sunday! Next Week I will be taking a break from posting since I want to catch up on writing and also update my account a little bit! Stay tunned for any updates that will be coming soon!

Y/N quickly turned around and pointed her gun at the person who called her name. “Detective Bailey?” Y/N said a bit confused and surprised to see him standing there. “Woah easy, put the gun down.” Detective Bailey told her in a calm tone. “Why are you here?” Y/N asked him in a stern tone not backing down. “I got a call to come here.” Detective Bailey told her. “Please, put the gun down.” He added but she still wasn’t budging. She remembered what her mom and Sidney told her, don’t fucking trust anyone. Before she could say anything, she saw Ghostface come running behind Detective Bailey. “WATCH OUT!” Y/N called out going to shoot Ghostface but before she could pull the trigger Detective Bailey kicked her in the stomach making her drop the gun. Y/N fell to the floor holding her stomach while Detective Bailey grabbed her gun and pointed it at her.

“What the?” Y/N said trying to catch her breath again confused and surprised by what Detective Bailey just did. “Surprise Y/N.” Detective Bailey said as his lips turned into an evil smirk. “Nice job, kid.” He said to Ghostface. “What?” Y/N said looking between Ghostface and Detective Bailey as she continued to hold her stomach that she knew is starting to bruise. Detective Bailey gave Ghostface a nod. The person took off the mask to reveal Quinn which made Y/N’s eyes go wide.

“Heyyy, Y/N.” Quinn said in a teasing tone as she waved her knife at her. “How? You fucking died!” Y/N said in complete shock. “Kinda, didn’t.” Quinn said looking over at her dad as she took off her black gloves. “Why are you two doing this?” Y/N asked them in a stern tone. “Because your bitch of a friend killed my son.” Detective Bailey answered her with a dark look in his eyes. At first Y/N had no idea what the fuck he was talking about till it hit her. “You two are Ritchie’s family.” Y/N said looking between Quinn and Detective Bailey with a surprised look in her wide eyes. “Look at that, the bitch is smart.” Quinn hissed glaring at Y/N with disgust.

“We will get our revenge on Sam but first I need to kill you to get my other son on our side. I know him finding out about you would make him let out his dark side seeing how much he cares about you. You were first on my list, but of course you made me do something I didn’t want to do.” Detective Bailey told her with anger in his tone. “What the fuck are you talking about? I didn’t make you do anything!” Y/N said defending herself getting frustrating and annoyed. “Quinn.” Detective Bailey said to her. Quinn walked out of the room for a couple minuet and then came back holding Ethan.

“Ethan!” Y/N said standing up on her feet but before she could step towards him Detective Bailey grabbed her. “Woah, where do you think you’re going?” Detective Bailey taunted her holding her tightly. He had her back pressed up against his chest. “Glad you could finally join the fun, son.” Detective Bailey said to Ethan which made Y/N’s heart rate speed up. “Son?” Y/N said looking at Ethan with confusion in her eyes. It hurt Ethan to have Y/N find out this way. To be honest, he didn’t want her to find out the truth to protect her. He also thought if she knew the truth, she would want nothing to do with him. “Tell her! Tell her your big secret!” Detective Bailey told his youngest child in a demanding tone. “No!” Ethan hissed glaring at his dad with a dark look in his brown eyes that was actually scaring Y/N. She’s never seen that darkness in his eyes but when she did it made her think about the dark eyes that were in Ritchie’s eyes which helped her connected the dots. “TELL HER OR I’LL BLOW HER FUCKING BRAINS OUT!” Detective Bailey threatened gripping Y/N tighter which made her groan out in pain. He put the barrel of the gun to Y/N’s temple making her shake in fear. “NO!” Ethan yelled as he struggled against Quinn’s tight grip on him. “Then, I would start fucking talking!” Quinn hissed in a warning tone as she put her knife against her brother’s throat.

“My real last name isn’t Landry, it’s Kirsch.” Ethan confessed looking away from Y/N’s strong gaze. “You’re Ritchie’s brother.” Y/N said in a surprised tone as she started as him with glassy eyes. He’s told her everything, but it didn’t cross his mind to tell her that he’s related to the guy who was dating the psycho chick that murdered her dad. But it all started to come together though. He looks like Ritchie, but I guess her feelings for him pushed those thoughts away. She wanted to forget about Ritchie because of everything he put Sam through.

“He’s also helping us.” Quinn said with an evil smirk. “What! No, I’m not!” Ethan snapped as he quickly looked over at Y/N. As he looked into her eyes, he knew she didn’t know who to believe since her feelings were all over the place. “Y/N, I am not a killer! You know I would never hurt you or the people you love. Please believe me!” Ethan begged her as his eyes started to water up. “Y/N, I lo- “Ethan started to tell her, but Quinn cut him right off by stabbing him in the back multiple times with her knife. “NO!” Y/N screamed at the top of her lungs as she watched Quinn throw Ethan to the floor.

Y/N somehow got out of Detective Bailey’s tight hold so she could get to Ethan, but she didn’t go far because Detective Bailey shot her in the side knocking her down to the floor. Y/N let out a painful yell as she held her bleeding side. She looked over at Ethan who was lying on his side breathing heavily. She started to crawl over to him but got stopped by Detective Bailey putting one his feet onto her back. “What’s the matter Y/N? You should know how we are feeling and why we are doing this.” Detective Bailey said to her in a taunting way. “You got revenge on Amber for killing your father so now we’re going to get revenge on Sam for killing Ritchie.” Detective Bailey added which made her crawl in her skin. “Fuck you!” Y/N hissed in pain. “Wow, good comeback.” Quinn said with a scoff as she looked between Y/N and her brother. “Did you really think that I wanted to stab my only brother! Another reason why we should fucking kill you!” Quinn hissed glaring down at Y/N with fire in her eyes and pointing her bloody knife at Y/N. It made Y/N furious how they are blaming her for what’s happening to Ethan. No wonder he wanted nothing to do with this fucked up family. “Enough talk! Now be reunited with your daddy.” Detective Bailey hissed pointing the gun at the back of her head again.

“Hey dipshit!” Y/N heard a voice call out. She felt Detective Bailey’s foot off her back. When she looked behind her, she saw Sam fighting Detective Bailey. She turned back around to see Kirby fighting against Quinn. Y/N locked her eyes on Ethan who still hasn’t moved. Y/N ignored the pain in her side as she continued to crawl the rest of the way to him. She cared more about him than she did herself. When she finally got to him, he was groaning in pain. “Ethan, stay with me.” Y/N said to him as she put one of her hands onto his cheek. “Don’t worry about me.” Ethan told her in a weak tone. “What?” Y/N asked him in confusion. “Go help Sam and Kirby. I’ll be fine.” Ethan told her as his voice got softer with every word that was coming off his lips. They heard a painful scream.

When Y/N looked up she saw Kirby laying on the floor with Quinn hovering on top of her pulling her knife out from Kirby’s side. Y/N looked around the room for Sam, but she was nowhere to be seen, same as Detective Bailey. “Shit!” Y/N hissed as she looked around for something to use as a weapon. “Y/N!” Ethan said getting her attention pointing over to a brick. Y/N grabbed the brick and quickly ran over to Quinn hitting her in the head as hard as she could knocking her away from Kirby. Quinn stood up and held her now bleeding head.

“You psychotic bitch!” Quinn hissed glaring at her with dark eyes. “Speak for your fucking self!” Y/N hissed back. Quinn ran over to her and start swinging her bloody knife at her, but Y/N kept blocked the silver blade with the brick. “I don’t know what you fucking see in Ethan. He’s always been a fucking disgrace to the family.” Quinn snapped at her. “Why? Because he’s not a fucking killer like your neglective father and pussy ass older brother.” Y/N snapped back sticking a nerve on Quinn. “SHUT YOUR WHORE FUCKING MOUTH” Quinn yelled out in anger pushing Y/N into one of the glass cases which earned her a hit to the mouth by the brick when Y/N threw it at her. Y/N hit her bleeding side against a glass case making her drop to her knees and groan out in pain.

When Y/N hit her with the brick she dropped her knife and fell to her knees. The knife landed near Ethan, so he used all his strength to get to his knees and grab the knife. He crawled towards Quinn and stabbed her in the back like she did to him making her yelp in pain. Because of how weak he was she was able to grab the knife back and overpower him. Quinn stabbed him in the side making him yell out in and fall back down onto the floor.

“Hey, Quinn!” Y/N called out to her. Quinn turned around to see Y/N pointing the gun Kirby gave to her earlier with Sam standing beside her. While Ethan was distracting Quinn, Sam finished Detective Bailey grabbing the gun back and giving it to Y/N so she could finish Quinn. “Your daddy just reunited with your man baby of a brother.” Sam said in a baby tone taunting Quinn. Quinn started to scream as she charged towards Y/N with her bloody knife. Y/N shot Quinn right through the forehead killing her instantly. Quinn fell straight to the floor. “Always got to shoot them in the fucking head.” Y/N hissed remembering the advice her dad and Sidney gave her tossing the gun onto the floor.

“I got Kirby, you get Ethan.” Sam said quickly, running over to Kirby. Y/N rushed over to Ethan noticing his new stab wound on the side was just spilling blood. “Fuck!” Y/N hissed putting both hands onto his side to help stop the bleeding. “Y-Y/N” Ethan stuttered looking at her with pain in his drained brown eyes. His eyes were also hooded because he was using the all the strength, he had to keep them as open as he could. “Shh, don’t talk. It’s all going to be okay.” Y/N hushed him trying to stay as calm as she could. “You’re going to be alright. We’re going to get you help.” Y/N reassured him but was also reassuring herself as well. “I-I-I c-can’t.” Ethan stuttered in pain. “Yes, you can!” Y/N told him as hot tears filled her eyes.

She’s not going to let Ethan die. Out of all the hell she’d been going through these past couple of days he was the one that was right by her side and helped her through it. He’s her safe place. She’s not going to let his family win. This is exactly what they wanted. They wanted her to feel pain. They wanted her to feel guilty for what they did to him. They wanted her to blame herself just like Sam was blaming herself for everything that has happened.

“I need t-to tell y-y-you.” Ethan stuttered, not being able to finish the sentence he was trying to speak due to the pain taking over his whole body. “You can tell me after we get out of here.” Y/N said taking one of her hands off his side and putting it against his wet cheek that was mixed between sweat and tears. They both had tears rolling down their faces, but Y/N was wiping his away with her bloody hand that had a mixture of her blood and his all over it.  She started to panic when she felt his body start to go limp.

“No, no, no.” Y/N said in panic. “Ethan, stay with me.” She told him but his face was starting to lose color. Her heart was dropping as his eyes were starting to close. “No, please keep your eyes open.” Y/N cried putting both hands back onto his side putting as much pressure as she could. She couldn’t feel her body at all because of how scared she was for him. She didn’t even feel the pain in her side that was still bleeding. All that was on her mind was him. “ETHAN!” Y/N screamed out as she continued to hold onto his limp body. Paramedics quickly made their way over to her after they helped Kirby onto a stretcher. Sam was going to follow Kirby but saw that the paramedics were having a hard time pulling Y/N away from Ethan. Sam ran over to Y/N and used all of her strength to pull her away from Ethan’s lifeless body. “NO!” Y/N screamed out as she finally let Sam hold onto her so the paramedics could aid to Ethan. “They got him.” Sam reassured her by pulling her into a hug. Y/N cried as she watches them work on Ethan who she was scared that was gone.

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The Broken Princess (Loki x Reader) Part Four

Summary: Reader is a princess of a kingdom with a culture where women sit at home, cook and keep being pretty. She was never like that no matter how much her mother wanted her to be like that. However she gets engaged with the Asgardian prince, Loki. They don't like to be forced into it but not for the same reason.

Word count: 2753

Warnings: angst

Dark clouds gathered around on the high sky today. You looked out of your balcony doors thinking about your visit at Sygin's house. She was so terrified of dying it broke your heart. You were needed in the palace now for days and it frustrated you that you couldn't visit her to check if she was alright.

Loki still didn't seem like he knew about your visits or if he knew he acted like he didn't care. You talked with him a lot now, like normal friends and you were happy with that. Frigga told you an oncoming ball organized because of the Celebration of Yphy. It was the first day of summer if you remembered correct. Someone knocked on your chambers' door turning your attention to the visitor to see Loki enter. You smiled at him friendly before you noticed the seriousness in his handsome features.

"Loki?" you spoke up.

"You were there." he hissed angrily as he stopped in front of you.

"What?" you asked trying to stall.

"Mother told me, do not pretend you know not of what I speak of!" Loki grabbed your wrist and shook you violently making you wobble on your feet. Your face paled as you looked up at him in pain and shock. "What do you want from her?!"

"N-nothing!" you stuttered. His hand goes to your throat and you feel your lungs start to burn for air.

"Do not lie to me!" he yelled at you as tears ran down your face more from the pain than the shock. The door slammed open and Frigga hurried inside Thor and Odin in her heels. Thor pulled Loki away from you while Frigga held you to her chest soothing you.

"I-I did not..." you mumbled.

"Hush, my child! Everything is alright." she rubbed your back but you broke free from her embrace and walked up to Loki who was held back by his blonde brother. The dark prince of Asgard could've killed you with his eyes if he would've been capable of something like that.

"Listen to me, Loki..." you started.

"What has she done to you? Did you threaten her? Did you hurt her?!" he screeched because he was so angry.

"She has not done anything!" exclaimed the queen surprising her son. Frigga's eyes were sparkling with anger. "(Name) wanted to get to know her. She has no grudge against Sigyn. Go and ask her yourself."

"Are you on her side?! You all hate Sigyn so much just because she is of no royal blood!" kept yelling the raven haired prince.

"I will break the engagement off if she cannot deny your suspicions." your voice was calm and quiet but effected everyone in the room like a shockwave. After a long silence Loki broke himself out of Thor's grasp and hissed at you.

"If just a single hair of hers is different because of you... there will be no realm, no hideaway I will not find you in!" Loki threatened and you just glared right back at him. You did nothing wrong, you were not guilty of anything. And if she tells him otherwise, lies to him, you will give up being her friend and will leave them in peace. Loki stormed out of your chambers slamming the door shut. You stood in your place not moving, staring at the ground with a blank expression on your face.

"Is this true? You visited that woman?" spoke up Odin on his booming voice. You slowly looked up and nodded. "Why?"

"I wanted to thank her for loving Loki the way I can never do." you replied smiling sadly.

"My daughter..." sighed heavily Odin as he walked up to you with pity in his eye. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. "You are from a different realm with different culture. Frigga and I have been learning about your culture. Maybe, you will be able to get along better with other noble people of Asgard if you learn about Asgardian customs."

"Odin... I believe Sygin will realize her mistake for judging (Name) just by her title." crossed her arms Frigga stubbornly. She grew to like you quite some and Sygin's behavior disturbed her quite some. The queen always knew the young girl as a kind-hearted, bubbly person not a cold and angry one.

"Sygin is quite scared... to die." you spoke up drawing all three of the royal's attention to you. You all stood in melancholic silence for a while. "I will visit her in a few days if Loki's mood has changed. What is her favorite treat?"

"Sponge cake." answered Thor with a smile on his handsome features. You nodded before you left your chambers with them following Frigga to the library to have your lesson with the children.

Time skip~

You haven't seen Loki since he stormed out of your chambers and you were worried. You tried to stay optimistic, that Sygin wouldn't tell him a lie about your visits. Loki was your friend and you wanted to keep it that way. You decided to accompany Thor and his friends to a ride today traveling to the seashore. You haven't seen the ocean since you stepped through the BiFrost and back home there were only beautiful snow covered mountains.

Fandral was the least pleasant company but sticking to Sif was easing your discomfort about him. The warrior woman was kind to you and you always had to correct her to call you on your name instead of your title. You learnt a lot about them and their days as youngsters while you shared your own childhood memories with them. You told them about your brother, who always teased you and ruined your life, your mother who was cold and counting, a real snake and of course about your dear father who you held close to your heart. He was always wise and thought through his actions and decisions. If you were honest, you were quite like him. Kind, smart and calm. Even if you missed your father, you didn't miss your home.

"Why have you visited Sygin?" asked suddenly Hogun quietly as he led his horse up to yours. You turned to him surprised from the conversation you had with Sif.

"Do you guys always have to be rude to her?!" rolled her eyes Sif.

"I did not mean to be rude... it has just... could not leave my mind since I have heard about it." replied Hogun calmly. "Will you forgive my-"

"No need to apologize, Hogun." you shook your head. "And... as I told the All-Father, I wanted to meet her to say thanks for caring about my fiancée. I know there will never be feelings of lovers between us and I believe Loki deserves to be loved. She clearly loves him and cares for him. If she makes him happy, then I can only thank her for it."

"You are too kind hearted, my princess." frowned Hogun. "I fear that there will be people who will try to use it against you."

"I am kind, yes, but not blind, my friend." you smiled at him. "If I learnt something from my mother that was to look behind my back all the time especially in the company of other nobles. For example, Lady Lynn already tried to make me jealous of Sygin the other night."

"I imagine what face she must have now that rumors spread that you brought Sygin muffins." laughed Sif. "Oh, please, let me be there when you two meet next."

"I can see that she is not close to your heart." you chuckled.

"That is an understatement, my princess." snorted Hogun. "All of us hates her but can do nothing to get her out of court. She has too much power for anyone to do that. Maybe Odin would be able but... he is too occupied with tending to the realm."

"He only needs a reason to get rid of her..." you furrowed your eyebrows trying to form a plan in your head.

"Do you have something in mind, (Name)?" quirked an eyebrow the brunette woman.

"I will need some help but maybe there is a way we can get rid of her." you smirked back at her.

"Loki should have fallen for you, my princess." said Hogun. Your eyebrows shot up on your forehead as you lifted your attention back to him. The almond shaped eyed warrior coughed nervously before explaining his train of thought. "Sygin as we know her is kind-hearted and a lovely woman but too simple. She is not Loki's equal even Thor can see it... but you, my princess, you would lead him in the right ways."

"Right ways?" you repeated confused.

"Erm... he has done things... crimes. Tried to kill Thor, tried to take over the rule of another realm... it is a miracle that the All-Father have not sentenced him to be thrown into a prison cell." replied Hogun. Your lips formed an 'o' in realization and surprise. However, you didn't feel repulsed by these facts, nor felt angry with Loki. You wanted to understand him even more now that you learnt about his past.

"(Name)! Come see for yourself! It is beautiful!" shouted over Thor beaming at you as he pointed at the horizon. The ocean was cerulean blue as the waves crashed against the sand on the shore. Above the water was the sky with many bright white clouds on it swimming peacefully from right to left. You jumped off your horse and kicked your shoes off running into the water giggling like a little girl. The others were surprised but when you motioned for them to join you with your bright happy smile they could no longer resist and ran into the warm water.

The six of you played in the water kicking it on each other and pushing each other into the sea. You found yourself next to Thor who splashed you with a big wave of salt water hitting your whole torso. You gasped in shock wiping your now wet hair out of your face.

"This means war!" you cried out and started pushing at his chest to send him into the water but the large man to no surprise didn't budge. You heard the others snicker at the sight as Thor crossed his arms smiling at your attempt. You turned to the others. "Anyone would like to give me a hand?"

"With pleasure." grinned Sif and she jumped on Thor tackling him into the water with her body. You were glad for you chose riding attire to venture out of the palace today. When all of you felt exhausted you simply laid down on the sand and tried to calm down. It was noon when you made your way back through the capital to the palace. Your expression didn't go unnoticed by Sif when you passed Sygin's house. She already knew of the feelings you developed for Loki which you denied.

You had to deny them. You couldn't fall for him because you knew he would never love you back even after Sygin's death. You tried to hide your envy of her relationship with Loki by telling yourself that you were envying her for her beauty. You knew if you would accept your feelings, you would get hurt.

Sif pulled you back into reality by patting your shoulder with a sad smile on her lips.

"I know Sygin is jealous of you and that means she can see the potential in you to be someone Loki would love one day... maybe sooner than both of you can imagine." the warrior woman said gently but you could only answer her kindness with a sad smile as you rode with them back to the palace.

Time skip~

Dinner was served already when you were dressed properly for joining the others at the dining hall. You wore a long, dark green dress with long sleeves and a deep V cut. Your high heels were clicking against the marble as you walked down the corridors. The sky was already darkening even if it still had a slight orange and violet hue to it while the stars were already showing. You stopped at a balcony to admire the beauty of it. You stood there just staring out at the sky. Your thoughts wandered back to Sygin. You were sad for her and Loki for having to say goodbye so soon. It made it more painful for them that it could be any moment.

You exhaled heavily and closed your eyes trying to will away your own selfish feelings. You didn't know why you were having these feelings. You didn't know Loki that good, you weren't that close for you to develop feelings but here you were standing alone on a balcony trying to seize your foolish feelings. Silence surrounded you. It was so peaceful. Your hands grabbed the railing tightly as you leant forward taking a deep breath of the cooling air. The wind blew in your hair which was simply let out and it brought the smells of the city below.

"You should step back from the railing, (Name)." said suddenly the smooth, deep voice of Loki's. You yelped in surprise and put a hand to your chest as your heart was pounding against your ribcage with a million miles per hour.

"I guess you like to scare me to death." you mumbled and earned a chuckle from the dark prince. Your eyebrows shot up to your forehead as you heard the unusual sound, not like it wasn't pleasant to hear. You cleared your throat. "How have you decided about my fate?"

"I am afraid I cannot follow." Loki furrowed his eyebrows.

"Have you visited Lady Sygin?" you asked straight forward and watched his features sadden.

"About that... I need to apologize." sighed the raven haired prince walking up to you looking out to the scenery below and over. You watched his profile trying to figure out what he was thinking. "Sygin told me that you were truly just visiting her... but there is still one question I have. Why do you want to know her?"

"Yes, I should explain it to you." you replied quietly. You played down this conversation over in your head a million times and you wanted to say it with certainty but couldn't. "We were both forced into this marriage. I know, that two people cannot just start to love each other from one moment to the other and I know, that... maybe even after a long time we would not love each other that way. I felt the need to thank her for loving you the way I maybe can never do. You deserve to be loved and if I cannot give it to you then I should not stand in the way of your happiness."

"Everytime we speak... and I get to know more about you... you amazes me." shook his head Loki with a sad smile on his thin lips. Oh, how you wished those lips would ever kiss yours the way they kissed Sygin's. You had to avert your gaze before he would see the beginning of your tears pooling in your (e/c) eyes. Loki turned to you and pulled you into a gentle friendly embrace. Your fingers hooked into the fabric of his over coat on his back as he rested his chin on your shoulder. "Thank you for... being so kind."

His voice was sad and tired and you had to blink a few times to get the tears away. He noticed but thought these were tears of sympathy. Oh, how wrong he was.

During dinner you and Loki spoke with Frigga in a casual way not showing anything of your true feelings. Loki apologized to you again at the table in front of the royal family satisfying Odin and Frigga. That night you shed your first tears for Loki... for the love that you couldn't have nor will.

As days passed your appetite grew smaller and smaller. You still kept a happy smile for the children during the lessons but they could sense something has changed about you. You visited Sygin and she pointed it out.

"(Name), what is wrong?" she furrowed her eyebrows as you two sat at the window seat. With every visit she trusted you more and more letting you closer and the two of you became friends.

"I have fallen in love I think' you sighed smiling sadly as her eyes widened.

To be continued...

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[friendlyneighborhoodsagittarius]

Hi hun! I saw you write oneshots, and I wanted to request one for Fate, if that’s alright? Something about Riven with a reader (maybe a water fairy?) who’s every bit as stubborn as he is, and it kind of goes from enemies to lovers. Like, they can’t stand each other at first, but then end up getting closer and stuff. And literally everyone else already sees where this is going and they don’t know whether to find it adorable or be annoyed by all the mutual pining. You get the idea lol.

Feel free to ignore this if you’re busy, but thanks already! Hope you have a lovely day/night <3

Hi, I would love to! I hope you enjoy!

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You hated him, with your whole heart. The way he was parading like the whole school was his, his smirk and that arrogant walk he had, you hated it all.

As you were walking to your next class, you saw him. Riven. He was a Specialist and best friends with Sky, who was dating Bloom, who was kinda your best friend. You sighed and ignored him. Because of that, you didn't saw him glancing quickly towards you before heading to the classroom. As you walked in, a new surprise awaited you.

The teacher stood behind her desk and was deviding everyone into pairs.

"Ah, Y/N there you are! You can form a pair with Riven."

"What?", you exclaimed.

She was kidding, right?

"Is there a problem?"

"No, miss," you answered through gritted teeth.

You made your way to your table and already saw Riven seated, with the usual grin on his face.

"Hello love."

"Don't call me that," you hissed angrily.

"We are going to have so much fun together," he grinned sarcastically.

Over the weeks, you tried to avoid him as much as possible and you only talked to him when it was absolutely necessary. Now was one of those moments.

You were standing in the grass, with folded arms. Riven was lying down, with a joint between his fingers.

"You know you're supposed to do your part of the task, do you?"

"We still have time, love."

"The deadline is due midnight!", you yelled.

"So? That means there's still time."

"God, I hate you!"

"I hate you too," he grinned.

"I swear to God, if you mess this up I'll kill you!", you snapped.

"That'll be fun."

That was the final strap for you. You jerked the joint out of his hands and looked down on him, furious.

"Do you want to say something, love?"

"I hope you burn in hell."

He didn't answer right away, which gave you enough time to grab your stuff and walk back to the building. Once you were in your room, a frustrated yell filled the room.

"Is everything okay, Y/N?", Bloom asked.

"No! He's a freaking nightmare and I hate him so much!"

"Riven?", she guessed.

"Yes! He's a total piece of shit and doesn't do anything for our group projects!"

"Did you confront him about it?"

"Yes, and he doesn't fucking care!"

You sighed deeply and fell onto your bed. You heard Bloom laughing and looked up, confused.

"What are you laughing about?"

"It's so obvious!"

"What is?"

"That the two of you are falling in love!", she exclaimed.

"Are you on drugs?"

"No, I'm not," she giggled.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

You shook your head en laid down on your bed. Bloom was definitely doing drugs.

A few minutes before midnight, a shook at my shoulder woke you up. Groggily, you opened your eyes.

"What the fuck, Riven?"

You were wide awake when you saw him sitting at the edge of your bed. He was wearing sweats and looked extremely calm.

"How the hell did you get in?"

"Sky has a spare key."

"What do you want? I want to sleep," you moaned irritatedly.

"I want to tell you I did my part of the task."

"And that couldn't wait till tomorrow morning?"

He grinned sheepishly and looked a bit uneasy.

"I also wanted to see you."

"Why?", you asked.

"I don't really know. Just a gut feeling I guess."

"Are you high?"

He shook his head.

"You sure?"

"Positive."

"Then explain why you're here."

"Because you make me feel something I haven't felt in a long time."

"Which is?"

"Feeling alive, I guess. I want to feel that more often, even if that means getting along with you."

"Riven, you're really not making any sense," you sighed.

"I know, Y/N. I really do. Can I just kiss you please?"

What the actual fuck? That question overwhelmed you so much, you weren't able to answer. Riven took that as a sign and leaned forward, to press his lips on yours.

To your surprise, it felt good and almost familiar, like he had kissed you tons of times before.

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