The nice, expensive trail mix, with twelve kinds of nuts and the big sunflower seeds and dried fruits, the kind Tony only rarely left sitting on the common floors for everyone to get at, was gone.
Clint had been looking forward to that stuff all morning.
All the way through a hellish morning “jog” with Steve, all through Nat handing him his ass on the training mats, all through firing the same batch of misweighted arrows over and over so Tony could take scans and fix the design, he’d been thinking, when this is done I get to go upstairs and hang out on the couch and watch Dog Cops and eat the good trail mix, guilt-free.
And it was gone.
Clint was gonna shoot somebody.
Just as soon as he figured out who’d taken the trail mix.
yesterday i saw a sad duck in the park who kept getting picked on by the other ducks so today i brought some trail mix and we had a nice lunch together. also i think he might be the duck who pooped on sam last week. if so, he is officially my new best friend.
*internally* I'm just a normal high school girl. I suck at math. I hate my parents. When someone asks me about my opinion on complex socioeconomic issues, I just go "What the heck!?" and start "texting" or something like that. My life would be just like yours, except for one thing: I have an amazing power... I can talk to cetaceans!
*at the docks, a bell tolls as our normal protagonist hears the voices of cetaceans bubbling in her mind*
*staring deeply into the ocean*
Ahoy! What're you doing?
Just staring into the oceanic abyss, thinking about how much I hate my parents. *internally* I have to keep my ability to speak to cetaceans secret or else... uh...
Haha, I feel that, friend. What a colorful life we teens live, our seaside environment awakening a rumbling darkness within ourselves of which we mull on our own with nothing but the unbounding depths of the ocean as our one escape. An escape which serves to only maim our fragile egos with newfound adolescent anxieties.
What are you even talking about?
I don't know. I haven't slept in a week. Let's go to the mall.
*at the mall*
*internally* My town might as well be called Lamesville. Nothing ever happens here, but the mall can be pretty fun. It's only place in the whole town with anything in it that isn't fish or excessive amounts of woodlice.
...So I'd just dance and I'd dance until my feet broke. When that happened, I'd just get up and dance on my broken feet. And I did this until they were raw and blood was everywhere. I kept waking up in the morning extremely exhausted after this dream. I decided to record myself one night and it turns out I was dancing in my sleep. I haven't slept since I saw that. *leans in close to the normal girl* I'm afraid of what I'll do in my sleep.
Wow, sounds weird... I guess. *sips coffee*
OMIGAWD! It's Chad Alphakid. He's coming this way!
*the normal girl and her best friend squee*
*externally* That's Chad Alphakid. Who is he? He's only the hottest most coolest boy in this entire lame city. I've been crushing on him since I was like twelve.
Did I just say that out loud!?
*sits at the table* Listen, I don't care what you or your friend think of me. I need help!
Have you murdered somebody?
Do you need a girlfriend?
No, it's the ocean. The sound of her waves crashing against the shore is like a faultless siren song. There isn't a single night where I don't have visions of floating within her cold embrace. The allure of her boundless depths beckon to me like a lover. I'm afraid that if I don't get help soon, I'll find myself taken away by her to a fate unknown.
*internally* Great, this is a chance to finally use my power to speak to cetaceans to my benefit! *externally* But why do you need us to help you?
You guys are the biggest fucking degenerate weirdos in this washed up town. If anyone knows how to deal with this, it's you two.
I'm not a weirdo! I'm a completely normal girl.
Dude, you fucking talk to fish.
You do talk to fish.
I don't talk to fish! *internally* I talk to cetaceans, they're mammals, not fish. Also, that's supposed to be a secret, dammit!
*at the shore*
Ah, Mother Ocean! Take me!! Take me!!! *attempts to run into the ocean, but gets held back by the normal girl and her best friend*
Simmer down, aqualad!
Why did you fools take me here, if not to release into the embrace of sweet Mother Ocean!?
We talked it over and we decided that the best way to get you over your obsession is make you hate the ocean.
Does it involve you talking to fish?
Yes, I mean no. I mean, fuck! Cetaceans aren't fish.
*the normal girl sits at the edge of shore, her eyes rolls up in her head as she proceeds to make fucked up porpoise sounds*
*falls over limp*
Does this mean that I'm free to wade into Mother Ocean and meet my fate among her ever chaotic waes?
*lets chad go* Yeah, dude. I'm too far gone to care about things anymore.
*strips off all of his clothes* Good. I now understand that there was no avoiding this. This was always a forgone conclusion. My fate is with the waves. Sayonara, weird best friend guy.
*runs into the ocean*
*kicks the normal girl's body* Guess she really is dead.
*walks home as the night encroaches* My closest friend is dead, and Chad is probably dead too. I wonder where my fate lies?
*yawns* Maybe I should go to sleep and just dance myself to death finally. No, I don't think I could go to sleep even if I wanted to anymore. I'm probably going to die from exhaustion in the next few days, not having felt rest or comfort again. Or maybe I'll just stay awake forever. I feel like I was supposed to have an epiphany here, or some type of awakening. But, there's nothing. I feel like everything I've ever done has been pointless. God, I'm just really tired.
*back at the shore*
*a gray fleshy version of the normal girl crawls halfway out of the porpoises mouth*
There goes my corpse! *drags her weird porpoise body towards the corpse* Why did I die with such a dumb expression on my face? Lame! I hope Chad didn't see.
*looks around with beady eyes* No one's here. I can finally do this.
*kisses her dead body on the lips* Blargh!
*spits out blood* I bit my tongue when I died. Gross. I guess I can cross making out with my dead body and becoming a mermaid off of my bucket list, though.
Summary :Junhui was a cocky guy, that was for sure, but you never thought that he
was that cocky, as you glare at your phone screen, a shaky finger
pressing on the imagine of his smooth torso, his hand wrapped around his
A/N : For all my babies suffering from the lack of seventeen smut, there you go ! + I’m writing this now instead of after my exams because I was revising and my friend sent me the video of Jun dancing to Who and yeah I couldn’t. + someone told me it was similar to other smuts and yes it is, I red other writings with the same plot so this smut is inspired by them
[11:06] you : jun, leave me alone
A sigh left your lips as you placed your phone beside you, trying to focus on the papers all over your desk. Fingertips rubbing your temples, you closed your eyes, trying to remember the things you were reading a few moments before. You hated it, you hated having to learn things by heart, just to recite everything like a robot in front of a teacher, as if it would prove that you were intelligent or something.
On top of that, your best friend was texting you non stop. You were already a pretty distracted person, but with him making your phone buzz every minute, it was even worst. He was a year above you, and didn’t have to pass any exams. His school year was over, and he was celebrating it tonight, in a party thrown by someone from his class.
But apparently, the party wasn’t that amazing, since it seemed like he wasn’t leaving his phone to go grind on some girl.
[11:07] junhui : talk to meeeee :( [11:07] you : omg jun why are you like this, leave me alone [11:08] junhui : its boring without you :(
A laugh escaped your lips, he was probably at least a bit tipsy. See, Jun was your best friend, but you both had this thing were you acted like you hated each other. But when alcohol was running in his system, Jun was the first to spill his feelings, and it was always so rewarding to see his face the day after when you red him his drunk texts.
[11:08] you : you know i have my last test soon [11:08] you : are you already drunk ? its not even midnight omg [11:09] junhui : no shit i fucking know you have a test [11:09] junhui : i cant believe you left me like that
You rolled your eyes at his text, before typing. Yeah, you could understand him. You two were ready to leave, because you were supposed to go with him, but you decided to stay at the last minute, quickly leaving your tight dress for your large pyjama shirt. Jun had tried to convince you to go with him, after all, the test was only in a week, but you didn’t want to waste time partying while you could use this time to work.
[11:10] you : dont be like this, you know its an important test [11:10] you : go dance or something, we’ll have all summer to party together [11:11] junhui : i dont want to dance :( :( :( [11:11] you : yOU’RE SO ANNOYING JUGNDHGU [11:11] you : im gonna study byyye
For a moment, the boy stopped texting you, and you thought that maybe he was finally dancing and having some fun. Going back to your notes, you tried to memorize everything, repeating the important points to yourself. A tired smile stretched your lips when you finally got everything right, moving to the next text. Rolling your eyes, you groaned, seeing how long the plan you had to memorize was, and how depressing the text was, talking about how Humans were damned no matter what.
You took a deep breath, sitting comfortably before starting reading every point, then, your phone buzzed again.
[11:25] junhui : hi [11:26] junhui : answer me [11:27] junhui : y/n [11:27] junhui : :( [11:28] junhui : i wont stop until you answer [11:29] junhui : thats the worst party ive ever seen [11:30] junhui : and i cant even leave because mingyu is the one driving [11:30] junhui : plus im kind of drunk [11:30] junhui : wow i cant believe you did this to me [11:31] you : omg wen junhui ill kill you
You sighed, he wasn’t going to leave you alone, you had to navigate between answering him and revising, rolling your eyes, maybe going to the party was a better idea.
[11:31] junhui : i like when you call me by my full name thats hot [11:31] you : wtf you have weird kinks [11:32] junhui : wow cant believe my best friend is shaming me for my kinks ! [11:33] you : find mingyu, maybe he will drive you home [11:33] junhui : nah i saw him going upstairs with some random girl [11:34] you : gross [11:34] junhui : i cant believe u did this to me [11:35] you : omfg junhui how many times are you going to say that ? [11:35] junhui : until you apologize ??? [11:36] you : fuck you this exam is more important than an obviously shitty party
You breathed, all your focus now on the coversation with your best friend. He would distract you anyway, and you wouldn’t be able to get any work done, so what was the point. Giving a last look at the pile of paper, you moved from your desk to your bed, trying to find a decently cold spot.
[11:37] junhui : ohmy god your test is in a fucking week [11:38] you : fuck its just a party why are you getting mad about it ? [11:38] junhui : because [11:39] you : you’re a child [11:39] junhui : whatever [11:40] you : omg
You growned, dropping your phone on your side, your arm resting on your eyes. He didn’t respond, and it was for the best, when Jun was drunk, he could either be super whiny for nothing, or super angry for nothing, and you would rather stop talking to him for the night than have a conversation with an angry stubborn guy.
The summer night was growing hotter, your shirt starting to stick to your body. Tugging at it to let some air hit your skin, you thought for a moment that Jun finally gave up, maybe finding someone to drive him home.
[11:55] junhui : im in the bathroom [11:57] you : k [11:57] junhui : i have a boner [11:58] you : dID I ASK
You couldn’t help but roll your eyes, drunk Jun could be either way super whiny, super angry or super horny, yeah you forgot about that. See, another thing in your friendship was how comfortable both of you were when it came to sex. Junhui was already super comfortable talking about it, and so, you grew more and more confident talking about it with him. That was one of the few things you were grateful for.
[11:59] you : go get some girl to grind on i’m studying
You lied, hoping and praying god that you couldn’t have to deal with a drunk and horny Junhui. A few moments passed, and again, you thought that he was out of the bathroom dancing on some girl, because you knew that a lot of them were willing to do it. It wasn’t news that Junhui was pretty popular, his delicate features and sweet voice were enough for a lot of girls, but he also had amazing hands, and those thighs, god, the result of years of dancing. In addition to all of this, the way his hips moved was sinful. You remember seeing him dancing to one the songs he made with his friends, his hips moving slowly, his hand resting on his thigh, so close to his crotch.
Yeah, these were one of these days where you asked yourself, how the fuck do I even contain myself.
After moving his hips, you remember his eyes finding yours before he started body rolling, his shoulders broad, toned stomach moving. And it wasn’t all, the choregraphy continued again until his hands made contact with the floor, supporting himself as he fucking grinded on the floor, powerful thrusts over the floor, and you cursed under your breath.
You couldn’t admit it to yourself, but you couldn’t stop thinking about how his body moved, and you blamed it on sexual frustration, yeah that was it.
But more and more, your breath strated inching everytime he got closer, or when his hands got too adventurous, because he also wasn’t helping it. But soon, you convinced yourself that you couldn’t think about your best friend in such ways, it was weird. You were making it weird at least.
[00:05] junhui : sent a video
Your thoughts got cut by the sound of your phone, your hand grabbing it before tracing your password, and your fucking mind went blank.
Your eyes stayed glued to your screen, blinking a few times, before checking again the name of the contact, yeah that was Jun. Your troath was dry, and you tried to swallow the built of saliva.
The thumbnail was enough to leave you breathless, and even more sweaty.
Fuck, what was that for ?
You unconsciously licked your lips, your eyes fixed on the image.
Jun’s was sitting in what looked like a bathroom, his black jeans tugged to the middle of his muscular thighs, his black shirt riding up, revealing a parcel of his skin. His hand was wrapped around his cock, tip already red, several rings hugging his fingers. You couldn’t see his face, the image cut to his sweaty neck, but you could understand that his head was thrown back.
You cursed under your breath, a shaky finger pressing on the message, the image filling your screen before starting. And it started right away, the boy’s hand slowly pumping up and down, his thumb stopping to collect the drop of precum. Touching his sensitive head, you heard a hiss, your mouth falling agape, waiting for more, and it stopped.
Your eyes widen, still locked on the screen, before catching the small three dots on your phone.
[00:06] junhui : fuck, im so hard [00:06] junhui : help me
You looked up from your screen, as if someone would suddently appear at the end of your bed to help you in this situation. Your heart was pounding, what the fuck were you supposed to do ? He sent it like it was the most normal thing to do.
And fuck, you wanted to run away from your phone and hide, but on the other hand, your eyes were still glued to the small picture, your mind replaying the faint hiss.
[00:07] junhui : y/n [00:08] you : you can’t send things like that omg [00:08] junhui : omfg its okay youre my best friend [00:08] junhui : just help me [00:08] junhui : please
“Best friends”, was that a common thing to send nudes to your best friend ? You took a deep breath, before typing again, what the fuck were you getting yourself into.
[00:09] you : what the fuck do you want me to do [00:09] you : you have a fucking boner its not my fault youre a horny fuck [00:10] junhui : sent a vocal
You rolled your eyes, taking your headphones before playing the audio, and your heart sank. It started with a clear, deep moan, you could hear that he was trying to stay quiet, before muffling it, the sound of his hand moving in the background was faint, and he started talking. God, his voice was raspy, low, breathless, “What do you mean it’s not your fault ? I have a fucking boner because of you, fuck- That dress looked so good on you.”
Your breath grew uneven, catching your lip between your teeth. A breathy moan fell from his lips, probably picturing you in the dress you were wearing earlier, “And fuck- d-did you really have to start taking it off in front of me ?” You couldn’t help but smile as you remembered taking the straps off in front of him, letting him see a bit of your bra, but you couldn’t imagine that it had such and effect on him.
“God, please, send something, a picture, anything, I don’t care.”, he moaned, before ending the audio. You eyes widen, a picture ? Fuck, you wanted to continue whatever was going on, feeling the familiar discomfort between your legs but you really didn’t know how to take it.
Eventually, you moved your phone, stretching your arm above your head, opening the camera. Your moved to lay on your back, bending your knee up as your other hand tugged your shirt upwards, enough to show the right of your bra and your panties.
It was the exact same bra that Jun saw as you took your dress off earlier, the lacy black bra un panties hugging your body. You quickly took the picture, cutting it after your lips, your lower lip rosy after biting it, and you sent it.
[00:14] you : sent a picture
Biting your lip, you waited for his responce.
[00:15] junhui : fuck, you look so good [00:16] junhui : sent a video
And this time, you didn’t hesitate to open the video, your breath stopping. Fuck, if he was touching himself while looking at a picture of you, you could to that too, right ? Your hand traveled down your stomach, letting your finger press on your clit, a gasp leaving your lips. Keeping your eyes open, you watched as the video opened on your phone, Jun’s hand moving faster this time, and holy shit, he looked so big. His tip was red, a groan coming from his chest as he moved the phone and,
“Oh my god.”, you cursed under your breath as you took your panties off, your digit spreading your wetness. You gasped as Jun moved the phone so you were able to fully see his hand pumping his cock and his face, and god, he look amazing.
His lower lip between his teeth, looking straight at his camera through the locks of his back hair. His mouth suddently fell open with a silent moan as his head fell backwards, letting you see his Adam’s Apple bobbing and the video ended.
Fuck, you were keeping those videos, for scientific reasons.
[00:18] junhui : are you touching yourself ?
Your finger started rubbing your clit, trying your best to reply, but you didn’t even know how, so you took another picture. Quickly opening the camera, you took another one in the same position, your hand clearly visible in the shot.
[00:18] you : sent a picture [00:19] junhui : i knew it [00:19] junhui : fuck, i wish you were here
And then, out of nowhere, your phone rang.
You didn’t hesitate long before you accepted the call, placing your phone on your pillow beside your head.
“Y/N.”, he breathed as your finger started to work faster.
“Jun.”, you wanted your voice to be as quiet as his, but it came out in a moan.
“Fuck, why did you have to stay home.”, he gasped, breathless.
“Why did you have to go to this party.”, you replied.
“Whatever, be fucking prepared when I come home.”, a broken moan fell from his lips as you cursed under your breath, your imagination running wild. You allowed a finger to enter your heat, your digit easily sliding in. You moaned, your other hand gripping your sheet.
“God, I couldn’t stop thinking about you in that dress.”, the sound of skin clapping grew quicker as he continued, “I wish I could feel your lips around me.”, he gasped, before continuing, “You’re going to let me fuck your mouth when I come home, won’t you ?”
You moaned, his words hitting your core, but he wasn’t having it, his cocky self coming back. “Words.”
You opened your mouth, breathing heavely before answering, “Yes.”
“Yeah.”, and he laughed out of pleasure, the sound ringing in your ears, adding another finger.
“I’ll make you feel so good.”, he purred, a long moan tumbling from his lips. “You’re touching yourself, right babygirl ? Fuck yourself with your fingers, curl them, imagine my fingers instand of yours.”, he rasped, clearly reaching his climax as he was finding it hard to talk.
And you did, curling your fingers and moving faster, picturing your best friend between your legs, your hips bucking against your hand. Your moans grew higher, more and more frequent as you moved your hips.
“Are you gonna cum ?”, he asked, breathless, groaning as he tried to wait for you.
“Jun.”, you moaned, unable to give him an answer, feeling the knot in your stomach ready to explode.
“God, I can’t wait to be inside you.”, he cooed, a broken moan filling your ears. “Come for me.”
And that’s all you needed, moaned, your back arching, a clear layer of sweat near your collarbones. Collapsing, you tried to catch your breath, closing your eyes, trying to focus on what was going on on the other side.
A series of curse words mixed with your name tumbled from his lips, before he came on a long moan, gasping every now and then.
“Fuck, fuck.”, he cursed, trying to process everything, before letting a long sigh.
Both of you stayed silent for a moment, before Jun moved the phone, before speaking in a breathless voice.
Characters - Dean x Reader Summary - Dean never was one for relationships. He always messed it all up one way or another, but just this once, he hopes he can do something right. Word Count - 1,296 Warnings - Language, a handsy asshole, allusion to previous physical abuse A/N - Part of @whispersandwhiskerburn’s 2k Follower Celebration. Prompt: “Must Be Doing Something Right” Billy Currington + “Yes. Anything, just… yes…” I slightly modified the dialogue prompt since I thought it worked a little better the way I used it. This is different than my other stuff, so let me know what you think!!
Dean never was one for relationships. Sooner or later the shit hit the fan, and he was left with what was left of his heart shattered whenever it fell to bits. It happened with Cassie, and it happened with Lisa. It happened every time he let himself believe that he could manage to not fuck up something good in his life. Someone good in his life.
Partially requested by @the-bookish-soul…. Rhys’ is a little longer because thats the one they requested.
He can barely contain himself. Rowan is crying softly, unable to tear his focus away from the little bundle in his arms to even wipe his tears away. He gently holds the baby, forcing himself to be ultra careful so as to not hurt it in any way. He finally looks up at you, still laying in the bed, fresh tears brimming in his eyes and you almost laugh at the sight. Rowan Whitethorn: reduced to tears at the sight of his child, because he has wanted this for centuries, and he finally has it, and he will protect it with everything in him. ‘Thank you’ he mouths, so as not to wake your daughter.
Twice Rhys makes sure that you have had enough time holding the baby before he agrees to take it from your arms. She’s small, fragile, and drowsy, Rhys observes, noticing the fluttering of her eyelids and how tiny she is compared to him. Suddenly, her hand comes out and grabs onto his shirt, making Rhys gasp and look up at you in question. You wave your hand, telling him it’s fine, and he relaxes, shifting her weight to one arm so he can grab her little hand in his own, fully engulfing it. He sways, making various quiet noises to help her sleep. ‘Oh Cauldron, I love her so much’ he says to no one in particular. You slowly get up, aching just a bit, and Rhys tries to stop you, but you wave him off and stand in front of him, your daughter in between the two of you. You grasp her other hand, kiss her forehead, and then look up at your husband. ‘My whole world in four square feet of space’ he murmurs, not looking away from his daughter, a small smile on his lips.
He’s not sure he could be any happier than he is at this moment. His heir, his child, his daughter, swaddled in his arms is the best feeling in the world. Her little wisps of dark hair tickle his arm as he runs a thumb gently over her soft, chubby cheek. Her sapphire eyes open slightly and Dorian smiles grandly and kisses her forehead. ‘She’s so perfect’ he whispers, and you can’t help but agree.
I wrote this at 2 am and a mystic messenger chat opened so I delayed writing oops
Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
Jungkook had an obsession. Being young, his hormones ran wild. Meaning that Jungkook was horny all the time. Before concerts, after concerts, while filming ‘Bangtan Gayo’, everywhere.
But that was only part of it. His sex drive was extremely high, not that you minded, but it was high enough that you had to at least give him a blowjob daily.
Jungkook loved anything to do with riding. He wasn’t always submissive, but when you were getting him off, riding in some way always came out of his mouth.
‘Ride my face.’
‘Ride my cock, babygirl.’
‘Ride my thigh, I know you like that.’
Today, it was almost a repeat of last night. Except that it never got boring. He always made sure you enjoyed it, throwing in new kinks frequently. They were in the middle of filming for the 14th episode of Bangtan Gayo. During a short break, Jungkook sent you a text.
'I miss you.’
You looked up from your chair, locking eyes with him immediately. The hair stylist was adjusting his hair, with a comb before walking away, trading places with the makeup artist. She handed him his chapstick, letting him apply it while the reapplied a little bit of his concealer. His eyes were on you and as soon as she took the chapstick and walked away, he smirked and raised and eyebrow at you.
You sighed and rolled your eyes, deciding not to text him back for a few minutes. When he realized you didn’t type a reply, his eyebrows furrowed and he took his seat. As soon as they started filming, Jungkook was focused on the game. Jimin was currently guessing what Seokjin had drawn when you sent him a text.
'Really Jungkookie? What should i do about that?’
He jumped as he felt his phone vibrate and he wanted to see what it said. He turned to the side, out of the cameras view and quickly unlocked his phone, reading the text.
He scoffed and typed a reply in only a few seconds, 'You know what I want. Be ready for when we get home.’
And he turned around and acted like nothing happened, quickly getting back into filming.
“Chim? (Spit)” Jimin guessed, eyebrows furrowed as he tried to comprehend what in the world Seokjin was drawing.
“ChimChim?” Jungkook laughed as he already knew what Seokjin was drawing. Jimin only guessed one correctly and it was Taehyung’s turn. You rolled your eyes, surprised on how he switched so quickly. He crossed one leg over the other and left his hands in his lap, and thats when you started smirking. He could feel your gaze and you watched as he avoided it completely, trying to joke around with Namjoon to get rid of his boner.
You were proud as he stood up, he wasn’t hard. You smiled to yourself as he shot a quick glance at you, showing off how he quickly got himself under control. They finished the episode and as soon as he got to leave, he grabbed onto you and went home as quickly as possible.
“Yah. Someone’s eager.” You smirk as he pulls you into the house. You’ll even admit that you were wet, Jungkook had you thinking the entire time.
He quickly picked you up and carried you to the bedroom. You squealed and wrapped your legs around his waist, hanging onto him for dear life. He laughed and laid you down, beginning to kiss you softly. You hummed into the kiss as his hands began to roam your body. They went down to your hips and he flipped you both over so you were above him.
“Undress,” he ordered.
You quickly pulled off your shirt and unclipped your bra, leaving you with just your jeans and panties. Jungkook’s jeans were tight and black, practically suffocating his cock. But he held on as you pulled off your jeans and panties, throwing them onto the ground with your other clothes.
“Ride my thigh,” he sighs, placing you directly on it. A leg was on either side and he smirked as he watched what the hardness of the muscles did to you immediately. You adjusted your position slightly before beginning to move back and forth, rubbing your clit against his clothed thigh. Jungkook leaned forward and began sucking on your neck, leaving dark red marks on the skin. He bit down on the skin of your collarbone, and then ran his tongue over it, slightly soothing the now broken blood vessels.
You moaned out at the pain but the pleasure you felt at once, you began moving faster and made sure that your clit came in direct contact with his jeans. He flexed his thigh as you moved, the sudden hardness of the clothed muscle against your clit making you whine.
“You like when I do that? Huh,” he flexed his thigh again and you bit your lip, feeling yourself nearing your high. He continued to flex it and just as you were about to reach your orgasm, he grabbed onto your hips and stopped you from moving.
“Sit on my face.“
“You heard me, do what I said.”
You nodded and moved up to hover his face. Your hands went to the headboard and his arms hooked around your thighs, locking you in place. Without a warning, he pulled you down and ran his tongue from your entrance to your clit, circling over the bud of nerves before sucking on it. You shivered and moaned, trying to move with the pace of his tongue but he held onto you tightly so that you were unable to move. He groaned at your taste, the wetness was dripping onto his tongue and he licked it all up. Jungkook pushed his tongue into your entrance and you cried out his name, “Jungkook! Oh!”
Continuing the same pattern as before, he hummed against your clit sending waves of pleasure through your body. You saw stars as your orgasm washed over you, legs shaking in the process.
Jungkook couldn’t get enough of you. He loved the taste of you and kept licking over your entrance until he collected all of the cum he could.
“Good girl. You took that well,” he compliments as you literally rip his clothes off. As soon as he felt your hands on his shaft, he almost exploded.
“(Y/N), don’t. The only place I’ll be coming tonight is inside of you. Ride me,” he says, voice almost dropping an octave.
You nod and quickly line him up with your entrance, slowly sliding down on him. He didn’t give you any time to adjust and started helping you bounce yourself up and down on his cock. Jungkook knew he wouldn’t last long at all, his thumb quickly rubbed your clit as he thrust up to meet your hips, pushing even deeper and right against your spot. He held on as long as he possibly could, determined to get you to cum first.
“Ah! Jungkook!” You cried, walls clenching around him during your release. You could feel his cock twitch as he groaned, releasing into you, slightly whimpering as you tightened around his sensitive member. You could feel the warmth of his cum as it laced your walls with as much as it could.
As you lifted yourself off of him, you softly sighed at the feeling of his cum, slowly sliding out of your entrance. He groaned and turned away, “Go shower before you make me hard again.”
You slid your fingers over your entrance and collected his cum on them before sucking on your fingers in front of him.
“Aish, go do what I told you,” he rolls his eyes and covers his face. Only removing them when he’s sure you walked out of the room and into the shower.
"Okay everyone, please remember to do the homework I assigned on page 416"
Chemistry was probably the worst class of the day. Not because I was bad at it, its just boring. So here i am sitting in the back of the class waiting for the bell to ring for lunch. Today my boyfriend and I were supposed to skip lunch to hang out. Zach and I always do this and honestly its so much fun. We could go to the park, which is where we go most of the time, or we go through some random drive thru and get food from there.
While I was lost in my thoughts, I didn’t notice that every one was already packed up. The bell finally rang and everyone went to lunch while i was still putting my things away. The teacher left and told me to turn off the lights on my way out. The room was empty but that quickly changed as Bryce Walker came in closing the door behind him which left me confused. I never liked Bryce he always seemed like an asshole.
"Hey (Y/N)“ he said approaching me.
"The fuck do you want Bryce?"
"Ya know (Y/N), you’ve always had this attitude towards me and i think you might have a little crush” he answered.
" Its quite the opposite actually. Now excuse me but i gotta run" I said passing him and making my way to the door.
He grabbed my wrist and pulled me back before i could open the door. Before i knew it, I was trapped between his body and the wall and his lips were on mine. He was…making out with me? For some reason I thought this was gonna take a violent turn rather than him kissing me, but either way I didn’t like it. I pushed him off but he just put me back in the same position.
"C'mon (Y/N), Zach doesn’t have to know. I mean i know you want me, what girl doesn’t?“ He said
Now there were tears in my eyes. I was both afraid of what was gonna happen next and what Zach would think.
Before things went any further I tried pushing him again, this time he stumbled on my school bag that had fallen from me a few minutes back. He was now on the floor and i took this chance to get my bag and hurry out of the room.
I walked outside the classroom and was instantly led to the cafeteria.
~* Zach’s Pov*~
I was sitting at a table with Justin, Alex, Montgomery, and a few other guys but i wasn’t really paying attention to what they were saying. I was too busy looking from my phone to the door that (Y/N) usually enters the lunch room from.
"Yo Dempsey” i hear Justin yell
I turn my attention to him and he continues talking to me.
"Who are you looking for dude?“ He asks
"Im just waiting for (Y/N) to hurry up and come, its been five minutes since lunch started and shes never really this late”
"Bro its just five minutes chill"
And just as he finished his sentence I saw (Y/N) walk into the cafeteria. My smile was quickly replaced with a worried expression when i saw that she was crying. We locked eyes for a moment but she looked away and started making her way out of the school. I then saw Bryce walk out from that same door and the thought finally hit me that he wasn’t with us at lunch either. I suddenly realized what probably happened and i honestly didn’t know what to do, I was torn between going after (Y/N) to comfort her or going to Bryce and beating the shit out of him.
Before i knew it i was already standing in front of Bryce and yelling at him. We went back and forth.
"Oh calm down Dempsey, nothing even really happened" Bryce said with a stupid smirk on his face.
"THATS FUCKING BULLSHIT BRYCE! I KNOW THE TYPE OF SHIT YOU PULL OFF, WALKER"
At this point Justin and Marcus were holding me back and telling me to stop, scared that i would say something about the tapes. They eventually let me go and i made my way outside looking for (Y/N). She couldn’t have gone that far, right?
I got in my car and drove around campus until I found her on a bench near the tennis court. I got out and sat by her.
I saw Zach walking towards me but i didn’t look at him. He looked really mad which scared me. ‘Was he mad at me?’ I thought. Thats when he sat next to me and pulled me into a hug.
"(Y/N) what exactly happened back there?“ He asked while pulling away sounding really worried.
"I was just in class packing my things up when he walked in saying dumb shit then kissed me” I answered, still not looking at him.
He then knelt in front of me putting his hands slightly rubbing my knees and trying to catch my gaze.
"Is that all that happened?“
”(Y/N) are you sure? Cause i swear if that fuckass tries anything on you i will-“
"Thats all that happened Zach” i cut him off while smiling at him.
He smiled back, then stood up and made me stand up too. He led me to his car.
"You wanna just skip the rest of the school day?“ He asked "Cause im really not in the mood to see Bryce in the halls”.
"Yeah me neither, we should just get food and go back to my house" I answered.
He pressed a quick kiss on my lips, turned on his car and we pulled out of school grounds.
When Negan first visits Alexandria he takes a liking in the heavily pregnant reader and shows a whole different side of him when its suddenly gets really tough for her…
The sun was shining brightly while you sat on the porch of your house while you sat in the rocking chair swinging slightly back and forth as you saw Rick coming towards you. ”Feeling better?”, he asked as he walked the stairs up. Your pregnancy had been everything else than easy. Shortly after you had noticed it, the problems had began and while you had thought that it would stop after the first months it got even worse. You could be glad that you were in Alexandria, had medicine and wouldnt have to fear that the baby would come while a hoard of walkers could show up around every corner. ”A bit. The fresh air is doing a good job”, you said smiling at him while he pulled some tablets out of his pockets. ”I was told to give them to you”, he said laying the tablets into your hands. You looked at Rick while he sat down next to you in another rocking chair. His face was pale, he looked like he hadnt slept in days and his eyes looked like he would begin to cry in every next second. It was just days ago you had seen your friends coming back, their faces completely distraught and filled with grief. Their eyes still red and swollen from crying. It still felt unreal that they were gone and you wished that they would come back, even if you knew they wouldn’t. You weren’t with them when this man, this monster, killed them. You were in Alexandria, keeping everything as good together as you could while Rick was gone. You had almost come with them, but Gregory opposed to let two pregnant women live at Hilltop and you knew that you would let Maggie go when he announced that to Rick. You had a break of your problems in that time and you would have never taken the place while seeing how bad she felt. But the hard pregnancy wasnt the only thing Maggie and you shared. The father of your child wouldnt ever get the chance to see his child grow up, just like Glenn. He had died shortly before you met Aaron who brought you to Alexandria and also shortly before you found out that you were pregnant. ”Wont be long until its coming, huh?”, Rick asked smiling slightly while nodding over to your belly. ”By what the Doctor at hilltop calculated the last time, it has to be about two weeks, maybe a bit less left”, you said smiling back. You looked back onto the street and saw how Rosita walked towards your house and looked up to Rick and you. “Rick? I’ll go with Spencer on a run. Just wanted you to know”, she said into your direction. “Alright”, responded Rick nodding before just minutes after Rosita had vanished you heard noises coming from the gates you couldnt match to Rosita and Spencer.
You walked behind Rick in the direction of the gates and could already see from afar that Spencer and Rosita werent alone and that the man behind the gates was no one else than the man your friends had told you of with shook in their voices Negan. He was standing there, with the baseball bat that had killed your friends over his shoulder while he talked to Spencer. “You’re too early”, said Rick while he walked closer towards Negan. “Missed you”, Negan said chuckling with a weird grin on his lips. You surveyed him while he talked to Rick. He was tall, his dark hair was gelled back, his lips that still formed that grin were surrounded with a salt and pepper beard and his eyes were gleaming. And this pair of eyes suddenly darted directly at you while their gleam increased. His glance stayed on you and caught your eyes and didnt let them go for moments until he looked grinning back to Rick. Your glance went behind him were you saw how Daryl stood within Negans army. He looked horrible, clothed in some kind of sack looking stuff and his face was swollen and covered with bruises. God what had they done with him?
You got ripped out of your thought by the squeaking of the gates and saw how Negan walked grinning inside. “Hold that”, muttered Negan grinning to Rick before walked towards you. “Holy crap Darling, you are really pregnant like holy shit…and by the way also fucking pretty”, he said smirking as he walked closer while his eyes didn’t leave yours letting a shiver run down your back. He looked on some exaggerated kind of way around as if he was searching for somebody before he looked back at you. “You know Sweetie, you really deserve fucking better. If I’d be your fucking man I wouldn’t leave your fucking side…especially not in your circumstances”, he said grinning at you. “He’s dead”, you hissed glaring at him. Negan formed an “Oh” with his lips which you werent really sure about if he was actually sorry or just being sarcastic. Seconds later he looked smirking at you, his tongue between his lips while he analyzed your face. “Would you-”, started Rick to say but was directly interrupted by Negan. “No Rick. Would you fucking shut up while I’m talking to this beautiful lady?”, Negan said chuckling at Rick while he pointed at you. You nodded to Rick, trying to show him that everything was alright, another dispute here was the last thing you needed and wanted. “So what’s your name, Darling”, he asked as he turned smirking back to you . “(Y/N)”, you said. “Thats some fucking beautiful name, Darling. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m Negan”, he said smirking while you just nodded trying to respond with an uninterested glance. “Sweetheart, Its a fucking shame that I gotta do some work here but I’d fucking love to spend some time with you when its done”, he said winking at you before he walked back to Rick who was still holding Negans bat in his hands. “Didn’t know you have such treasures here”, you heard him chuckling say as he bowed down to Rick. Negan winked one last time at you before he and his men began to make their way through Alexandria.
You walked sighing through the streets, not really knowing what to do while you saw how the Saviors got everything out of the houses that seemed somehow useful to them, before you saw Carl walk into the provisional Hospital and decided to follow him into it. But as you had already expected it, you and Carl werent alone for a long time. You jolted up as you saw two men walking into the room and walked straight towards the cupboards with the medicine and began pulling everything inside their bags they could grab. ”You need to leave something here”, growled Carl while one of the men turned chuckling around. ”We don’t need to leave anything here”, he said before he turned back around again and grabbed some more tablets. “Don’t you see that she’s pregnat? She needs the medicine”, said Carl his voice already trembling though anger. “Kid, do you think we care about that? ‘Cause surprise surprise, we don’t”, said the man chuckling darkly. “The deal was half of it, not all”, you said calmly but still tensed. The man turned around and looked chuckling at you. “The thing is, what you say doesn’t matter. Not at all”, he said grinning at you. You scoffed but before you could continue you saw how Carl raised his gun. “Deal is Deal”, growled Carl as the man turned around to him. “Come on Kid, put that gun down you won’t shoot anyway”, said the other man grinning. In the same moment Carl pointed at the ceiling and pulled the trigger producing a loud shot. “I’m serious”, Carl growled before he continued. “Now put them back”, Carl threatened while you saw two figures coming in through the door. Rick and Negan. Negans glance wandered from Carl to you and back before he turned around to him. “Wow, really Kid?”, Negan asked chuckling. “You should all go before you find out how dangerous we all are”, growled Carl, the gun still raised. “Well, pardon me, young man. Excuse the sit out of my goddamn french but did you just fucking threaten me?”, asked Negan pointing at Carl who growled in response. “I like you, so I don’t wanna go hard and prove a point here…again”, Negan continued while Carl finally lowered the gun. “So whats the fucking problem, that Carl over here wants to shoot my men”, asked Negan raising his eyebrows. “Your men want to take all the medicine and not the agreed half”, you said while Negan turned around to you by the sound of your voice. He smirked while looking into your eyes, but just seconds later his glance got more serious before he turned around to his men. “Alright…you leave the fucking medicine here”, he said shortly glancing at you and then back to his men. “Everyth-”, began the shorter one to reply but got interrupted by Negan. “Yeah fucking everything. But that doesnt change that this young man tried to cause some fucking trouble with one of my guns. So you know what I fucking guess Rick? I think you have way to many of my fucking guns”, he said looking over to Rick. While Negan began to talk to Rick you felt how an unbearable pain shot through your body and made your legs feel like they couldn’t hold your body anymore. You heard how you gasped asyou stumbled backwards, while your eyes fluttered through the pain that just wouldn’t stop shooting through every inch of your body. You felt how somebody grabbed you before you could stumble even more and how this person placed one hand on your back to stabilize you. As you slowly looked up from your belly you didn’t saw into Ricks or Carl’s eyes, it were Negans. “Holy crap Sweetheart are you alright?”, he asked looking at you while you tried to get your voice back. “It’s coming”, was the only thing you could get out of your mouth before the pain shot again through your body. Looking into his eyes you saw the shook in them, he swallowed hard and it seemed like he couldnt get a word out of his mouth. You had made this man speechless for a moment. You saw how he rallied himself , while you noticed that you had clawed your hands into the leather sleeves of his jacket. Hell, why now? Why? Now when this man was here. “Where’s your fucking doctor?”, Negan finally asked turning to Rick. “Your men shot her some time ago”, you muttered before Rick could say anything. Negan looked back at you while he breathed stressed out. “Anybody else who knows how to deliver a fucking baby?”, he asked and you could hear that he tried to be as calm as he could. You tired to get your pounding head to think about the people that could be in line for that. Rosita was in the woods with Spencer. She could be anywhere there. The only one that came into your mind was Eric. He had told you some time ago that he had assisted by one of the births while Pete had been the doctor here. And that was better than nothing “Maybe Eric, but I don’t know where he is”, you said while your voice trembled. “Okay Sweetheart, I’ll fucking stay here with you and we’re gonna bring this baby fucking healthy into the world, trust me”, he said still holding you tight before he ordered Rick to search for Eric. “You’re not staying alone here with her”, said Carl suddenly glaring at Negan. “Kid, do you really fucking think I’ll hurt her or what?”, Negan asked bewildered. Carl scoffed while his glance gored through Negan. “Alright, stay here or help your Dad search for that man, whatever”, Negan said before he looked back at you. “Its too early, its coming too early”, you muttered trembling while you still tried to realize what was happening right now. “Don’t worry Sweetheart. Its gonna be fucking alright”, Negan said stroking over your back. He was calm now, or at least were good at pretending to be and with that, he surprised you. Right now he wasnt that asshole, he was softer and more concerned than you ever thought this man could be. Your legs began to become weak again and it seemed like Negan noticed that. “I’ll get you to the cot”, you heard Negan mutter before he slowly lead you over to the cot. Your legs trembled as you propped yourself against it and suddenly felt something wet running down your legs. “Shit”, you muttered before you looked swallowing at Negan. “Something wrong, Darling?”, you heard Negan ask with a concerned undertone. “My water just broke”, you responded while you saw how Negan swallowed before he helped you get onto the cot You laid there whille the pain of your first contraction decreased as Negan looked at you. “Alright, we gotta get you out of those pants”, he said looking down on you before you slowly nodded. Negan began gently slipping off your pants but as he went for your panties you jolted up by his touch. “Theres no reason to be shy, Sweetheart. Trust me, Ive already seen lady parts and I won’t touch you anywhere you don’t fucking want to”, he said. ”Okay”, you responed quietly nodding. You looked over to Carl. You could see that he tried his hardest to not let it show through how difficult this situation was for him. You had been with them when Lori gave birth to Judith, had helped Maggie to get the baby out of Loris body and had seen how Carl had to see how his mother died. And you had heard how he finally shot her. If the situation right now sent you back to the moment his mom died through childbirth, then he would see the pictures before his eyes again also. “Carl, you don’t have to stay if-”, you said but before you could go on Carl interrupted you. “I’m staying”, he said determined while you heard Negan chuckle slightly. You looked back at him, he had sat down on a chair and now he took your hand into his. “What are you doing?”, you asked looking surprised at him. “You’re gonna need something to fucking squeeze, right?”, he asked grinning. That man that sat next to you, holding your hand had nothing in common with the man your friends had to met. With the man that had bashed your friends heads. And that confused you. You didnt know how to get those two versions of him together. How to see him anyways. You were about to ask him why he was staying but you felt how everything in your lower stomach contracted again and the pain rushed through your whole body. You began to tremble uncontrollably as your breath got faster and your heart pumped heavily against your chest while it felt like somebody was ripping your stomach. The pain brought tears into your eyes and let them fall down your cheeks while you tried to not let the pain drive you insane. You squeezed the living hell out of Negans hands while he stroke with his free hand over your lower arm, trying his best to help you through your pain. Suddenly the door hit open and you saw how Eric rushed in, while you felt how the contraction got less strong again but left your body trembling. “Rick told me-”, he said but suddenly stopped as he saw Negan sitting next to you while you saw how Negan began to grin. Eric swallowed but walked then over to you. “So you know how that whole fucking thing works?”, asked Negan looking at the swallowing Eric. “I’m no doctor, but I helped once…I’ll try my very best", he said to Negan before his glance wandered over to you. “Trust me”, Eric said while you responded with a nod because you couldn’t get a word out of your mouth. You tried to calm yourself a bit down as the pain left your body, but you knew that it would come back, and that it would come back even worse. You looked at your hand that was still grabbed tight around Negans and made his turn pale. You shocked loosend your grip as you saw how hard you had squeezed it. “No, no, its fucking okay, just keep doing it”, he said pulling your hand back into his after he had seen your glance. “Thanks”, you forced with the last energy out of your trembling lips while he began letting his thumb circle soothing over the back of your hand. “Any fucking time”, he said with a slight smile on his lips. You stayed like that for not long until the next contraction started that was even worse than the others before and it just kept going like that. Contraction. Break. Contraction. Break and it just went on and on, while the breaks became smaller and the contractions so worse that you had the feeling that it would break your body. You don’t know how long it went on like that but it felt like a eternity. “Alright, (Y/N) you have to press”, said Eric and seemed to sound as calm as he could. You followed his directions but it just felt like it helped nothing while the pain tortured you. You heard Negan saying words and even if your pounding head and the gaze the pain had laid over you didnt let you hear what he was saying, his voice somehow calmed you a bit down.
The pain of the contraction finally decreased slowly and left you completely done. Your ribcage went uncontrollably up and down and you felt as weak as never before. “I don’t know how long I can go on”, you stumbled, your voice trembling almost as much as your whole body while you looked over to Negan. “Alright, listen Sweetheart, you seem like a fucking brave and strong woman and I fucking bet you’ve went through a whole shitload of crap so you’ll fucking make it through this too”, Negan said calmly while he soothing squeezed your hand. You nodded slowing your breath down and laying back into the pillow. Suddenly Eric’s face went as white as a ghost. “Whats wrong?”, you heard Negan ask concerned. You looked to Eric and saw his hands and lower arms completely covered in blood while he stared swallowing over to Negan. ”I don’t think that much blood is normal”, it blustered out of his mouth while his eyes were widened. Your breath got heavier again, while your body began shaking harder. You didnt know what to do anymore. Your head was muddled trough all the pain and your body felt like it couldnt take much more burden. “What now?”, was the only thing you could get out of your mouth. “I…I make it somehow happen..we have to go through this, theres no other way I can think of”, said Eric exhausted but still determined. You saw yourself already dead, worse, your child dead and the thoughts of that made the panic increase and your eyes widened, while you began to quietly whimper. “Shh, you’re doing a fucking great job (Y/N). You’re gonna make it through this, alright? We’re gonna deliver your baby fucking healthy, I fucking promise”, Negan said before he brought your hand to his face and brushed his lips over its back while his thumb kept circling soothing over it. You tried to allow the feeling to calm you down, you didnt want the pain to take over your head even if it seemed often like it almost did. And after a few moment his actions actually calmed you a little bit down before the next time wanted to test you again. Eric did all he could. Carl glanced supporting at you even if you saw how hard it was for him. Negan kept sitting next to you, stood by your side the whole time, held your hand and somehow found the right words. And you, you were trying your best to stay determined and not let the horrible pain get you down that kept trying to conquer your head after it had overtaken your body. You don’t know how long it stayed like that. How long the pain washed over you like a wave that tried to drown you again and again. And even if it seemed almost impossible to you, Negan was definitely one of the reasons you could keep up.
You were almost completely down and out as you heard a scream and with that one moment you were complete awake again. As your view began to be clear again was the first thing you saw Negan, his face turned away from you but you could still recognize how amazed and speechless he looked into a specific direction. You followed his glance and saw how Eric walked towards you with a little body in his arms. The little body of your baby. As you felt how it was laid onto your chest, the feeling of pure happiness streamed through your whole body and seemed to wash all the pain out of it. The last hours suddenly didnt matter anymore for now, they were more than worth it. You looked at the little human that laid just covered by a small blanket in your arms while you felt how warm tears of happiness rolled down your cheeks. After some time your glance went up and you saw into the faces of Carl, Eric and also Negan whose glances were directed on you and your child. You smiled overjoyed and couldnt even stop doing so. You were exhausted but you didnt care about that for now, you were just happy that your child laid healthy in your arms after that torture of birth. You heard a knock on the door and just moments later a savior came in. “Boss, the night has already descended. We should maybe leave…”, said the man with a nervous undertone. “A third of you stay here with me over the night, the others leave. I don’t fucking care who… and now get the fuck out”, growled Negan before he looked back at you. You looked asking at him before walked a bit towards you. “Just wanna be on the fucking save side that you’re both doing well”, he said with a small smile on his lips. It was not alike the saucy grin he had on face when you were standing by the gates, no, this time and also the whole time he was standing by your side it was a honest friendly smile you would never have expected from him. You should hate him for what he had done and was still doing to your friends, but after these endless hours he had shown another side and you couldnt leave that side unnoticed. Negan sat down next to you on the cot looked from you to your child after he had softly brushed a strand of hair out of your face. “Thats some fucking miracle, huh?”, he said looking at the little bundle of joy in your arms. “Yeah, it is”, you muttered smiling while you the hand of your baby wrapped around your finger. “I’ll let you everything here you fucking need, you’re not gonna have to fucking worry about anything”, he muttered half in thoughts before he looked with a half smile up and you could see in his glance that he absolutely meant it.
That man who was a monster had also a humane side in him left you couldn’t deny and he didnt just proved it through the birth where he had stood by your side the whole time, he also stayed the whole night after it with you, making sure that you were alright. You got to see this side of him even more and more and somehow, you seemed to let this side of him grow.
Wedding Sabotage au Feat. Laurent and Nik teaming up
This is an outline of like????,,, one scene and yep lemme kno if u actaully would want this bc lmaoo……*wears sunglasses to hide the tears*
Auguste and Damen grew up together as friends and had brought the families together after a long time of low-key petty rivalry. Laurent grew up with Damen but was much younger than both Damen and Auguste. Damen had all the qualities of a hero from his books (that and he was *que 11 year old blushing smaurent* “super pretty”). Well this crush never went away, to Laurent’s dismay, because he knew Damen would always see him as a little kid.
Laurent was 19, turning 20, and finally going to try and tell Damen his feelings. To which gets stopped dead in his tracks when he comes home and Damen is there, sweetly tipsy with a beautiful blonde on his arm.
Laurent is very bitter, and after two years he is, how do you say, extremely bitter.
Laurent is at the engagement party for Damen and Jokaste.
He is standing next to Auguste, in a circle of party goers who are all celebrating and congratulating Damen
Laurent is in a particularly foul mood
Nikandros who is also in this small circle of “assholes” (as he would put it) he is also a very bitter best friend
Anyways Damen leaves to go find Jokaste (she walked away to talk to other guests or something) and he kisses Laurent on the cheek before leaving and drags Auguste with him
Laurent’s mood worsens,,,, he gotta fight w someone and Nik is the closest victim
Ahh Nik and Laurent what a relationship they have had
As I sat on a cart backstage I hummed a light tune to myself. I was beyond excited to wrestle tonight and I hoped that my new gear would show that. As I sat there messing with my wrestling gear top I heard two familiar voices. I looked up to see Jeff and Finn arguing about something. I smiled at myself while jumping off the cart and walked up to the two men. “Hey boys. Do you guys like my new gear? It’s not to showy is it?” I did a small turn poking my ass out just a little.
“Yeah baby it looks good. All the men here are gonna get in trouble if you don’t keep your distance.” Jeff said as he raised an eyebrow. He pushed my hip making me turn again. I giggled at the contact.
“Finn, you have anything to say?” I bat my eyelashes at Finn and grabbed his hand.
“Do you always flirt and tease this much?” Finn said as he looked between me and Jeff.
JUNGKOOK GETTING JEALOUS AT YOU DANCING WITH ANOTHER GUY AT THE CLUB
Hey guys, so if you have been following us, I recently wrote a smut but then compared to my other admins smut and I was like ‘DamN, I reaLLY Need tO rewrite mine’ so I thought i would give this a second go :) This was a request and the request was that you are in a club with jungkook and the gang, and you start dancing with a random guy and Jungkook starts getting jealous :)
It is a bit of a long intro but please bare with :)
‘Oh come on , that song is SooOOO OLD! Play a different tune. A tune everyone can jam to!’
Taehyung and Namjoon were bickering away at what to play on the journey to the club. You were stuck in the middle of Taehyung and Jungkook in the cab while Namjoon at the front with the driver. In a way, it was good because Tae always kept the journey’s fun, but it was also difficult because you couldn’t keep your mind off of one thing. While staring out the window and into the pouring rain, You couldn’t keep your mind off of how good Jungkook looked today and the thought of it slightly aroused you. He was wearing his usual black jeans with his timbs, his blue shirt with his top 4 buttons undone, which slightly revealed his chest. It was accompanied by a thin silver chain and he had one diamond stud in his right ear. You snapped out of this thought track when the driver shouted ‘We’re here!’
You had to patiently wait for either Jungkook or Tae to get out of the car. But of course, Tae was busy fixing his oh-so-beautiful hair, so you waited for Jungkook to get out. As you shuffled your way to his seat, you were met with his soft hand reaching out for yours, ‘Careful, its really slippery out’
God You thought. I really need to do something tonight to get my mind off of him. I can’t hold this in anymore Hesitantly, you take his hand and climb out of the car. You catch Jungkook staring at your arse and then realise that your dress is half way up your arse. You giggle to yourself and think wow, I’m really not helping myself today You start to make your way towards the club when you feel cold fingers touching your back. You felt a sudden shiver down your spine, and already knew whos delicate hands they were. ‘We don’t want you tripping or slipping do we?’ You turned your head slightly to be met with a face that was angelic and beautiful and eyes that anyone could be lost in.
But it was also in that moment when you questioned whether you really wanted him doing this. His fingers touching your body, his eyes gazing into yours. And you so badly wanted to escape this torture of his body not against yours.
With these thoughts in mind, you shrugged and walked off with Tae and Namjoon to meet with the rest of the gang at the club.
After Tae handed in the tickets to the bodyguard and let you lot in, you could suddenly feel the rhythm of the music and the pounding of the beat. You just badly wanted to get onto the dancefloor, get as drunk as you can, dance and take your mind off things.
As you walked further into the club, you realised that to really take your mind some place else, you needed to take a couple of shots. You scan the club looking for the bar, and spot a bright lit sign saying ‘shakers’. You start to make your way there when some random guy bumps into you and steps on your toes.
‘OW!’ you screamed while hopelessly hopping around with your foot half in the air. The guy immediately bent down and put your foot on his knee. He started to massage it and kept saying sorry and how he wasn’t looking properly. You started laughing and he looked up at you, confused.
‘I’m a bit of a drama queen. It didn’t actually hurt that much. Sorry!’
You start giggling to yourself and realise that you made yourself look like a complete fool. He started laughing with you, got up and leant closer to your ear.
‘Why is a gorgeous girl like you, alone in a club like this?’
‘Trying to get away from all my problems’ you replied back
‘Why don’t I help you get rid of them’ he teased.
He grabbed your hands and twisted you half around and pulled you against his body. You could feel his bulge against your ass and he started to push your hair to one side. He started to caress your neck with his lips and then sucking your skin into his mouth, while one hand was on your hips. You were both moving rhythmically to the beat and he started to make his way to your shoulder.
It was then when you looked across the dance floor to see those very eyes that met with yours when you came out the cab. The very eyes that made you fall in love with him in the first place. But this time, they looked different.
They looked sexy. They were filled with jealousy and for some strange reason, this turned you on. You loved to see this side of him. The side of Jungkook that only ever came out when he saw something he wanted, being taken away from him. And it was only moments after when you saw him striding towards you. But you didn’t want to give him the pleasure of winning just yet. So you turned around and started to unzip the guys trousers.
‘OOhh, I like where this is going’ He purred into your ear
But only you really knew where this was going and you couldn’t wait to see it happen. When seconds after you felt a grapple on your arm that yanked you away, making you tumble back. ‘OI!’ You shouted. ‘I was ENJOYING myself’
‘You hardly FUCKING know him’
You loved it. You loved it when you saw this side of Jungkook. The sexy, angry and dominant side of him that never failed to turn you on.
‘what does it matter to YOU’ you replied aggressively, trying to hold back a lip bite.
He walked up to the guy and shoved him back. ‘Don’t you DARE touch my girl like that again’ ‘It’s not my fault she’s not getting what she wants from you’ the guy started to laugh with his hands up as if he surrendered. He started to back away and it brought a smile to your lips. You knew this was going to end one way.
'We were enjoying ourselves. Whats wrong with you?’
Although you two were not in a relationship, Jungkook felt as though he had to protect you. A responsibility to protect you from everyone and everything. It was as though you belonged to him and no one else
But thats all it took. Those two simple words that you were longing to hear. And as you looked into those brown eyes, that were full of dark jealousy and lust, you knew then and there where the rest of night was going to lead.
Slowly, You started walking towards him. The music in the backround started to slowly fade away. Everyone else’s existence in the club seemed irrelevant. And in that moment, your eyes were not wandering anywhere else but towards him. You noticed the way he was looking at you. Filled with lust and desire. When you had finally reached him, you wrapped your arms gently around his neck and he wrapped his hands around your waist.
‘It was never really going to lead anywhere you know. If anything he was only reassuring me on what I really wanted’ you teased
‘Yeah? And what was that?’ He purred into your ear
‘Well maybe, we should leave the rest of them here and have the couple of hours to ourselves back at the apartment’ he cooed
And without hesitation, you grabbed his wrist and started to make your way out of the club. You waved for a cab and when it pulled up, Jungkook opened the door for you
‘After you M’lady’ he smirked
You climbed and as soon as he sat down in the car, you pulled on his shirt and grabbed his hair. He instantly pulled you on top of him and started to unzip your dress. You put his other hand on your ass and whispered into his ear ‘Maybe we should wait for that part when we’re alone.’
He chuckled to himself but pressed his soft, plump lips against your shoulders, slowly making his way up your neck
‘But how can I resist such a delicious thing like you’ he mumbled
‘You’ve waited this long…I’m sure you can wait a bit longer’ you whispered while gently licking your lips.
And before you knew it the cab pulled up to the kerb where your apartment was. Jungkook signalled to his pockets and you giggled as you realised he needed his wallet. You jumped out the cab and impatiently waited for this beautiful creature to hurry up. You couldn’t wait for him to do you right. You’ve been waiting for this day for what felt like years. He finished paying the driver, stepped out and immediately flung you over his shoulders.
‘You’re going to take way too long to walk to the lifts, I’ll take you there myself’
You started laughing while playfully hitting him. You got to the lifts and as soon as the doors opened he put you down and pressed you against the wall.
‘You’ve been a bad girl tonight you know’
‘Well then show me how I should behave’ you teased back gently stroking his face
You reached your floor and he flung you over his shoulders again. When he reached your door he already knew where the spare key was. He slowly kneeled down and retrieved the key from under the map. Hastily, he opened the door, walked in, slammed it shut and started striding towards your bedroom.
‘And now…for the fun part’
He half chucked half placed you onto your bed and climbed ontop you. As your dress was already unzipped, he gently started to take each strap off and slid your dress off of your body. He then leant in towards your inner thigh. He licked his lips first and started to kiss every part of your skin there. He slowly started making his way up, but then came across the barrier that was your knickers. He bit into them and started sliding them off maintaining eye contact with you the whole time. As soon as he was done, he went back to finish the job.
He steadily made his way towards your clit and although he was not fully touching you, you could feel his lips lingering over. You grabbed his hair instantly as to pull him up, but he growled back. ‘Today you’ve been a bad girl, going off with guys you’re not supposed to be with’
You licked your upper lip as he continued and finally, he delved his tongue into your pussy, tasting every bit of your juices. Your hands grasped onto his hair even more and you let out a moan. And to your surprise, he went even further in, and kissing the lips of your pussy between every flick of his tongue. And between every lick and every kiss, you felt weaker and weaker but never felt more alive. He made sure to go slow. He wanted to savour every taste and every moment he had with you. You head jerked forward and he started to slow down. But you knew he wasn’t finished.
He made his way up your torso, nibbling on it bit by bit and he finally met with your breasts. Again he was met with the obstacle of your bra but already knew what to do. Without even trying, he unhinged the hooks and threw them off. He let his breath tickle over your breasts and then went on to gently kissing and sucking at them. You hooked your legs over his waists only to realise that you were the only one undressed.
‘It’s only fair if I try too,’ you breathed desparetly, while trying to flip him onto his back And he did just that. You went down on him and put his trousers zips in between your teeth, you slowly started to unzip them and you pulled back his trousers. You could see his bulge under his tight Calvin Klein boxers and bit your lip.
Immediately, you ripped them down and grabbed his waist and put straight away put his cock into your mouth. Your mouth hollowed during every suck and you could hear him gently moaning and could feel his nails raking through your hair. His breathe
‘I know’ You groaned back. His breathing started to go deeper and deeper while you putting his cock further into your mouth. You never would’ve guessed that it was this big, but still you wanted every taste of it, Savouring every bit of it with pleasure, with your wet saliva all over it. Your lips were red with pleasure and you glanced up only to see his head jerk back. He clenched onto your hair even tighter and tried to pull you up.
You slowly came to a stop and kissed his tip. But you both wanted more. You licked your way up his torso.
‘And now I need to treat a girl who’s been misbehaving tonight’
He grabbed your waist and flipped you onto your stomach, slapped your ass and climbed onto your thighs. Every fibre f your being was set alight and you could feel electric shocks being sent down your body as you felt his skin touching yours
You could feel it slowly going in and him sinking into you but then he thrust harder and started to set a rhythm. You wanted to grab onto the headboard, but he stopped you. He set his hands onto your wrists and buried them into the pillows. You could feel his breath tingling on your shoulder blade and his tongue started to make way for his lips to viciously clasp your neck. You took a sharp breath while gripping the bedsheets. He bit your neck and then licked off the sweat that you were producing from this rhythm.
And then finally…You felt the world spinning on its axis as your mind dissolved into the world of pleasure. You hear him slowly panting but you let out a loud moan and you both finally release. He smacks your ass again and the bed finally stops shaking. He comes to join you lying down.
Two beautiful bodies lying next to each other on the bed, legs intertwined.
While simultaneously panting and breathing aloud together, Jungkook, slides his hand over your breasts and starts to play with your nipples.
‘And thats what happens to girls when they grind up against the wrong guy’
‘Maybe I should grind up against him harder next time’
You both chuckle and the rest of the night was something never to forget…
OHHHHHHH DEAAAAAARRRR LOOORRRRRRRRRRD. GUYS YOU ACTUALLY DON’T KNOW MY STRUGGLE WHILE WRITING THIS. To be absolutely honest, this was my first ever smut that I wrote completely. I still feel its pretty crap and hopefully my next couple of smuts will get better and bbetter.. Please leave some comments on how it went lol
Shameless Imagines 2- You Mean so fucking much to me (Lip Imagine)
Paring: Lip x reader
Request: Could you do an imagine where the gallaghers and Mickey find out you self harm.
Description: You werent like the rest of your Milkovich family, you were weak and you just needed something that made you feel alive again. Everything was fine until they found out and the look on Mickeys face was more than heart crushing.
Warning: Mentions of selfharm, please read with caution. i love you all.
lip looked at you, tears threatening to spill from his eyes. He didn’t understand how it got this bad, all he wanted to do was fix you, to put every fucking piece that your dad had broken back together.
You two had been the only ones home in the Gallagher house and decide to have some fun, It had been a while. In the moment you had forgotten about the scars on your upper thigh and Lip was making his way down when he saw them.
“Whats wrong baby?” you asked, looking at him. His eyes had become glossy and his face had gone pale, you still not realizing what he had seen. He shook his head not saying anything and told you he felt sick before running to the bathroom.
When he got to the bathroom he slid down the walls, so unsure of what he had just saw.He knew how bad things were at home and even with the love and support of Mandy and Mickey it wasn’t even to protect you from Terry and the horrible things he had done.
Lip felt horrible and useless, he couldn’t save you. Lip had protected you from so many things, people at school, creepy guys, Karen, all of it. But lip wasn’t enough to protect you from your own dad, no one was.
After a few minutes he had returned from the bathroom making some bullshit excuse about food poisoning and how he just wanted to lay in bed with you, honestly you were perfectly okay with that. There was something about being held by Lip that made you feel like everything would be in life.
Over the next few days you had noticed that lip had been acting weird, he wanted to go where ever you were, constantly asking you whats on your mind or if you were okay, being more loving and gentile than he normally had been. You had gone home to spend some girl time with your big sister Mandy. You two had been best friends since you were little, Only being 2 years apart you both had so much in common and she was just easy to talk too. You had thought for a while about telling her how bad things had gotten. Even though Terry had once again been put in jail, things hadn’t calmed down for you yet. You had been having nightmares about him returning, about hitting you or hurting Mickey and him making you watch again. You had been so traumatized by one man and it made you feel so weak, and seeing the scars afterwords had made you feel even worse but you couldn’t stop, you needed release.
You felt kind of numb lately, feeling like you were floating through life, feeling worthless and used. You had wanted to talk to lip about it, but you didn’t want to see the look on his face. When you cried he felt broken. When he had found you on the floor after Terry had left he left broken, whenever you weren’t okay he felt broken. You could see it in his eyes and you didnt want that. You didnt want him to worry, to cry, to feel like he wasn’t doing enough because he was doing more than enough, it was just a phase of pain and once it was over you would be okay again. Little did you know that he was already worrying, already beating himself up for not noticing earlier and he had spent an hour after you left crying.
The next day Lip had called Mickey, Ian and Mandy over to the Gallagher house, he wanted to talk about this and see what they should do. As Ian and you had been best friends since you were kids which led Mandy and Ian to be friends which led Ian and Mickey to become whatever the fuck they were and Mandy and Mickey being your older siblings, those were the people Lip called, the ones who loved you and cared about you,
The 5 of you had become really close, almost like your own little family and lip knew that they needed to help you.
“Whats going on Gallagher” Mickey said taking a seat at the dinning room table next to Ian as Mandy had sat on the other side of the two love birds and Lip had sat on end, making sure he could see the 3 of them.
“Its about y/n” Lip said but then was cut off by Mickey interrupting him.
“I swear to god if you got my sitter pregnant i will fucking kill you with my cold fucking hands” Lip laughed and nodded before explaining that him and you were always safe and you weren’t in fact pregnant which gained a “Better fucking not be” from the carrot boy.
“Me and Y/n were doing some things when I noticed marks on her thighs, both of them. Some were old and some were fresh. I don’t know what Terry has done to her as she hasn’t told me it all but he’s fucking broken her and we need to fix her before she pulls a fucking Monica and I lose the love of my life” Lip said, tears coming back in his eyes.
“You love her?” Mandy asked, a huge smiling coming onto her face.
“What the fuck are you trying to say Gallagher?” Mickey asked, hurting flashing through his voice. Ian grabbed his hand under the table and Mickey laced his fingers with the ginger boys right away.
“I think she’s self harming Mickey, I think living in that house when hes there is toxic for her. He’s ruining her. She isn’t the same. Her smile isn’t as bright and her laugh isn’t as loud. Her eyes don’t shine like they use to” He said., finally allowing tears to fall again.
Who would have though, Lip Gallagher crying, He wasn’t the crying type.He drank when sad emotions came up, but not this time. You were everything to him, his whole fucking world and he couldn’t live without you.
“Ask her to come over, we will talk to her. Tell her we are here.. Maybe she can stay with us for a little. Do everything we can for her” Ian suggested, earning a nod from both the Milkovich siblings.
“Thank you for caring about her, I believe you are the best for her” Mickey said. Mick was hurt that he never realized how much Terry had broken you, he wished he could have done more to protect you from the bastard but there wasn’t much anyone could do when it came to Terry.
You had received a text saying that Fiona had asked Lip to watch Liam and the house was empty and he wanted you to come over. You loved Liam a much as Lip did and when everything happened with Fiona and the drugs and stuff you and Lip had acted like his mom and dad until she had gotten released and you loved it. Since you were a little girl you dreamed about being a parent and being a loving supporting mom, so different than both of your parents. That was your goal in life.
You and lip had talked about it once, saying that he felt the same. He then started talking the big house on the north side that you two would have with your kids and everything you had ever wanted. Thats when you fell so fucking hard for you. He was everything you had ever wanted and nothing could ever change that.
When you walked in the back door of the Gallagher house you were confused to see Mandy, Lip, Ian and Mickey sitting at the table.
“Whats going on? You said we were babysitting while Monica was working an extra few hours?” You asked as you slipped off your coat and shoes, sitting down on lips lap. His arms went straight to you waist pulling you as close as possible.
“Baby we need to talk to you..” Lip whispered. He didn’t want to cry but you could hear his voice break and it caused you to worry. You stood up eyeing them all.
“About?” You asked, something was definitely going on and you were scared. Was Terry out? What the fuck was going on?
“We know Y/n” Ian said, looking at you.
“About the cutting babygirl” Lip said turning to you, his eyes extremely glossy and his voice Breaking once again. Who knew one whole fucking sentence could make your whole world crash.
‘Guys please, its not a big deal and I don’t feel the need to talk about this with you. Im fine, its fine now drop it” You said, not letting your voice show the ashamed and sad feelings you felt deep down.
“Sis, we know he was the worst to you, we know you still have the night terrors, we know how broken you feel. Ive tired so many fucking times for him to leave you alone. Watching what he does to you breaks my fucking heart. But me and Lip and Ian, we are gonna protect you. We are gonna save you from him. He hasn’t broken you yet and we wont let him. We love you so fucking much Y/n and you have to stop please” Mickey said, his eyes becoming glossy. The face he made broke your heart.
“Mick.. Please don’t look at me like that. Im fine” You said, trying to make you believe him when you didn’t even believe yourself.
“No you aren’t Y/F/n, you aren’t fine and you need to stop! Do you understand that I cant lose you? How can we get married and have a family if you are dead!? I love you so fucking much and I wont let you do this to yourself anymore. Do you understand? You are worth so much more than that fucking asshole and I refuse to stand and watch you let him win!” Lip said, raising his voice at some point. You started crying, saying sorry over and over and you walked into lips arms, wrapping his arms around your shoulder and one around your head, him placing his hand on the top of you head. He started crying a little too, kissing the top of your head.
Him saying this to you, it made you feel alive again, like when you closed your eyes you saw a future again instead on nothing. You realized that as soon as you and Lip got out you’d be okay. You made a promise to your boyfriend and the family around you that you’d do anything to try and stop and that you loved him.
After everyone had stopped feeling emotional and had calmed down, Mickey had told you that all of them thought it was best to stay at the Gallaghers, still having a room of your own in your house but none of them wanted you to be there when Terry got out. As Ian basically lived at the Milkovich house and Carl was gone to military school and Frank not allowed in the house you had Fiona room to yourself while fiona had Franks room and you couldn’t have to cram into Lips old small bed anymore. You loved the idea of waking up to the love of your life every morning and that lip would be there when you needed him even more than normal.
a month later things were slowly getting better, You hadn’t cut in 3 weeks, the night terrors didn’t come every night like they did at the beginning but when they did lip held you and kissed you and stayed up for a while after you slept to make sure they didn’t happen. You weren’t fixed, it was a slow process but you didn’t feel as broken as you did the night they had told you that they knew. You were so happy they had did what they did, they saved you that night. You couldn’t be more grateful for everything they did for you, they were all family and that would never change.
I wrote a Darkiplier x Reader fic for the @darkiplier-support-group charity event, and since we smashed our goals, I would be wrong not to post it.
First of all, this is based off of the idea of @ask-sadisticdark, and I thought it would be interesting to write a lot of angst and a liiiiiittle bit of fluff based on someone who can’t feel love. The quick disclaimer is that I am obviously not supporting abuse in relationships by writing this.
Second, I write, but I haven’t publicly written a “fic” since I was a preteen.
Third, Don’t make fun of me too much for this. It’s for charity, okay?!
Day 1: My room turned into a ocean. I swear I found fishes and sharks swarming into my lungs. Or maybe that was the remains of you trying not to escape but desperately needing to
Day 2: You weren’t at school today and I should’ve been happy, I was more sad
Day 3: I thought I was ready to move on, then I saw you with her.
Day 4: We haven’t spoken in days now. My mind thinks its being shoved off a cliff.
Day 5: I wish it would just hit the bottom
Day 6: This will be the first weekend we dont hang out. I know you’ll be seeing her and I know youll be smiling without me. I’m trying hard to learn how to too
Day 7: I asked you for help on a history assignment and you replied with “Ask Amber im busy”. I texted back: “Tell Emma I said hi”
Day 8: You posted a video with her on the only social media site you have. When I saw it I erupted. I spewed lava every where, oh god its every where
Day 9: My mom made me sleep next to her on the couch. She was afraid I would try and do something like I did two years ago when another guy tore up my heart. I actually had thought about it
Day 10: I slept in your sweatshirt one last time so i can feel myself engulfed in you. I know you wanted them back so I had to feel you and smell you one last time.
Day 11: I gave you all of your stuff back and you thought I looked like a warrior but really I went home and tried getting you out of my bloodstream
Day 12: when will my eyes stop flowing?
Day 13: I snuck out with a boy and smoked weed on his couch. He talked about love and how much it hurt. I only pictured you.
Day 14: I woke up next to that same boy and I woke up screaming. The boy was worried and confused but I knew why I screamed. I imagined you laying with another girl on your couch. I ran out of his house so fast you’d think Id be better at running from you.
Day 15: Its spring break and im with my best friend and your with her and i swear i can feel you tracing her spine the way you used to trace mine
Day 16: I ignored your birthday and it felt worse than the puking i did that night
Day 17: Im treading icy water while you’re swimming away from me, I guess I just hope you’ll loop around and find your way back to the shattered, but still there, us
Day 18: I don’t remember the sound of your voice I don’t remember the color of your eyes I don’t remember your the taste of your lips
Day19: No amount of screaming gets your name out of my head
Day 20: I got on a plane today and when we took off I swear i almost walked to the door and started flying
Day 21: They say it takes 21 days fo break a habit but I think I just manage to fall more in love with a greedy monster
Day 22: I saw you today and wished you a happy late birthday and promised we’d watch the third Hobbit together. I’m beginning to hate myself more
Day 23: Its the end of the month maybe next month won’t be filled with thoughts of you and killing myself. i think im beginning to be over you
Day 24: april fools
Day 25: i think i understand now. when you first told me you loved me your mouth curled up on the edges, two days before you left when i gave my bare self to you your mouth was a straight line when saying i love you
Day 26: if you’re trying to kill me its working
Day 27: i woke up this morning to my blankets and pillows piled in a corner in my room. its something s ghost would do to make his presence known. im haunting myself. or maybe its the ghost of us tsking over my body
Day 28: its almost been a month since you told me it was never me. i almost texted you happy easter but i saw those text messages and just got angry
Day 29: I hate that you act like you didnt break my heart. i hate that you think im fine that im not writing a shit poem sbout your shit personality
Day 30: thirty days since you’ve wanted me. thirty days since i told you i love you. thirty days since you’ve slipped from my fingers. i tried catching you. you’ve been gone far too long. thirty days is too long
Day 31: i had a nightmare last night about you. you told me you loved me and kissed my forehead. i woke up breathing heavily and shaking. i want you out of my life
Day 32: running on no sleep isn’t fun
Day 33: ive been awake for over 50 hours in fear that ill see you in my dreams again. i cant risk that. it hurts so much. get out of my head
Day 34: my mother told me that love will do this. that its cruel and torturous and breaks you into such little pieces not even yourself can pick up all the pieces. you know where they all are, please come back and pick them up
Day 35: i talked to another guy last night we stayed up late and he asked me questions about you. we were sober so it wasn’t easy spitting up vowels and similies and euphemisms explaining the empty feeling in my chest after you left
Day 36: fuck if i stopped seeing you everyday i swear id be over you.
Day 37: my knee didnt touch your leg like it used it i promise i didnt do that fuck
Day 38: you told me that the wrinkles on my leg bothered you when i sat down. thats not what you said when we were trying not to get caught in the back of your car
Day 39: you told me you’d take me to prom and in two days itll just be another day you promised to spend with me. its funny how our plans turned to dust in a matter of seconds after cleaning
Day 40: the thunderstorm of us was inside of you and maybe that why it felt so close. i keep counting the seconds between the boom and light hoping you arent moving away buy i fear that you are already letting others feel your storm. the plants you grew are dying. maybe you should come back to water them
Day 41: ten days since its been a month since you left. i cried at prom because all i could look for in the crowd was you.
Day 42: i got so drunk all i could see was your face. the guy i fucked kept telling me his name wasn’t yours. i just screamed and cried because you’re all i still think about despite your efforts to continue to push me away
Day 43: i should be getting high today but if i do ill just write more and think more about a guy who will never care
Day 44: i think im trying to gain feelings for someone else because it’ll make moving on from you easier. im afraid to write that it hasnt
Day 45: you traces my leg like you used to. it was like dandelion tea. it made my insides fill with happiness. you’re my yellow paint.
Day 46: Van Gogh used to eat yellow paint because he thought it would put happiness inside him. He would consume it everyday in the hopes that it would bring his sadness to rest despite the fact that it could kill him first. i gues you were my yellow paint emphasis on the were. see im not going to write about you anymore, because when i write you down im under the impression that you’ll stay with the words but you don’t. this is the last sentence I’ll ever write about you
winteriron neighbours au bucky is 28 or 29 and tony is 24 or 25, where bucky and tony live next to each other and tony is scared of him. bucky is always grumpy, angry, glaring at everyone. tony thinks bucky is a serial killer. one day he just blurts it out and bucky is very offended. that's how they start talking. later when they start dating steve still can't get over the fact that tony had thought that bucky was an assassin. he still laughs at them because of that. happy ending.
Resting Bitch Face/Bucky will always be one of my top
pairings lmao. (Man I had plans for this and then I threw in angst lol I’m a
failure.) Look out for under the cut!
Tony was pretty sure his neighbor was a serial killer.
Like, he’d done the proper thing his mother had said to do,
introduce himself to his new neighbors (he had a standing offer to have coffee
with Bruce anytime), but when he’d knocked on the door of 4D, a man had
answered looking ready to commit murder. There had been bags under his eyes and
his eyes were red and his hair was a mess. He’d grunted out a terse ‘the fuck
do you want’ and Tony had been able to do nothing but squeak. And then the door
had been slammed shut in his face.
Which, you know, might have been a little rude; no one
looked good first thing in the morning and Tony had clearly blind-sided him.
But the guy hadn’t had to slam the door in his face. He had planned on just
nicknaming him ‘Rudy McTrudy’ and moving on with his life.
Except sometimes Rudy McTrudy came home late at night
clutching his left hand with a towel that was
stained with blood.