All Mine

Dating L Would Include:

-Lots of cuddling… when you guys get the chance

-This boy is touch starved as hell from working so hard all the time

-So when he has a break, you bet he’ll be at your side in a moment

-Likes to be the small spoon while cuddling because surprisingly, it gets tiring ordering everyone around and being in charge all the time

-Also loves to pull you on top of him and hold you to his chest just to feel the weight of you on him and sort of making him feel protected for a bit

-Honestly L just wants to act like a little kid and depend on someone else for a little while

-Will live you forever if you run your hands through his hair while he’s cuddled up in your side

-”Y-/N? What… what are you doing?” He’ll ask the first time you are playing with his soft locks of black hair

-”Nothing… it’s just so soft~” You laugh, trying to play off your embarrassment 

-”Hmm…” he hums in thought, “It’s nice.” He decides and lets you continue

-Now it’s just a sort of comforting thing for him

-Every once in awhile when he’s dealing with an especially difficult case he’ll simply pull you into his lap and pull your hands up into his hair, silently asking for you to play with his hair and maybe manage his head a bit

-It really helps him relax and he loves you for having this effect on him

-He’ll take you with him on his trips around the world, wanting to keep you as close to him as possible the whole time 

-”To keep you as safe as possible my love.” he claims with a small smirk as he pulls you closer to him

-Not that you’re complaining… you’d like to stay close to him as well

-Due to his work there would probably be times… or days you would go without seeing him while he interrogates someone or checking out some evidence or some crime scene somewhere that is too dangerous to take you to

-But trust me, he’ll make it up to you

-One specific time he was gone for almost a week and you were starting to get worried

-Just as you were about to contact Watari to get some answers the door to your bedroom opened

-Your eyes landed immediately on the huge box of cake with the words “I’m sorry” written across the top in big sugary frosting letters

-The box lowered and you almost cried tears of relief at the sight of your boyfriend’s stupid face  

-”I know… I should have called and told you I was alright, but I didn’t want to risk putting you in danger-”

-”It doesn’t matter now… all that matters is that you’re okay!” You run and pull him into a hug 

-Cue cake eating party for two while binging comedy movies all night

-Apology accepted

-Kissing this boy would be a bit awkward at first

-He would know what to do but wouldn’t be sure that YOU knew what to do

-Keeps his eyes open for the first few just to see your reaction… it’s for research

-But after awhile he’ll get used to this closing his eyes thing and get more into the kisses

-They’re usually soft and slow, hands roaming everywhere because he just wants to feel you to make sure you’re really here… that you’re really his and this is actually happening

-L loves you to death (pun not intended)

-Expect there to be a plate of sweets everywhere you go because L is addicted to sugar

-At this point in the relationship you probably are too

-Oh well… constant sweets… what could be better?

-Dates will probably only happen inside your apartment/house or hotel room at the time

-If you haven’t noticed, L is kinda anti-social

-Because of this he would probably prefer to have a at home date with you

-Cuddling while eating sweets that you guys baked together then binge watching shows and movies together for the rest of the time? Sign me up!

-Nicknames with L are super pure and cute

-His favorite one to use for you is probably “my love”

-Other nicknames include: “my partner in crime”, “sweet cheeks”, and “baby doll”

-Sometimes L will have nightmares where you died or something else horrible happened and you’ll have to be there to reassure him that nothing’s going to happen will probably end in a make-out session to prove your point

-L probably sleep talks during said nightmares, leading to you confronting him about the nightmares and just being there for him to vent and hug him close once he admits he’s afraid of losing you

-Like that’s ever going to happen

-This boy has tighter security on you than the president of the United States… or the queen of England even!

-Claims he just wants to protect you but you know it’s because of the nightmares so you just let it slide

-Honestly this relationship is just full of pure love for one another

-Please just hurry up and marry him, you’re not going to get better then this honestly

-”I love you L~”

-”I love you too Y/N… so much my love~”

overhear ; Kim Namjoon

pairing: kim namjoon x female reader

words: 1,470

genre: angst, fluff??

summary: you accidentally hear namjoon call you clingy.

a/n: i missed writing again. yooo im so mad bec i had to write this twice bec my laptop suddenly shut down, its so annoying bec i liked the first version better :<

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You pushed open the front door to the boys’ apartment. Hoping to visit your boyfriend, Namjoon, who you haven’t seen in about a week. Voices echoed throughout the house, confirming that the boys were indeed home. You clutched the bags of food in your hands, figuring that they were probably hungry so you bought some on your way here. As you neared the living room, where they were all staying, you heard Namjoon’s voice. You didn’t mean to eavesdrop but his voice was booming loud.

“I’m so sick and tired of her!” Namjoon’s voice yelled out, making you halt and frown. “I can’t go through an hour without Y/N spamming me with texts and calls. She uses my clothes all the time as if she doesn’t have her own. It’s starting to annoy me,” You almost dropped the bags you were holding but you stopped yourself before anyone would notice you were standing just outside of the room they are in, “I just want my own space and time but she’s just so clingy. I wished she would just stop.” You heard him mumble the last part. Your eyes brimmed up with tears upon hearing his statement. You had no idea he felt this way.

You heard enough so you decided to creep into the kitchen and leave the food atop of the counter, leaving a small note saying to enjoy the meal. You left the dorm without further notice.

You made your way home, shutting yourself into your bedroom before letting your held back tears fall down. You had no idea Namjoon felt this way about your affection. You thought back about the days where you would question him how he was doing or if he was getting enough sleep and rest. You grabbed your phone, deciding to read all the texts you’ve been sending for the past week. Frowning, finally seeing why he called you clingy. You sighed, calming down, deciding to switch things up.

You stood up, heading to your closet, removing all of Namjoon’s article of clothing from your cabinet. Folding each and one neatly before returning it back to his closet. You tucked your phone away, not wanting to be tempted to message him once more today.

Namjoon came home later that night, dead tired from all the practicing he was required to do. The house was quiet and dark which was very unusual but he decided to shrug it off, thinking that maybe you were in the shower or sleeping. He silently made his way towards your shared bedroom, in case you were indeed sleeping, he didn’t want to bother you. Pushing the door open to the bedroom he saw your figured hunched up at your side of  the bed completely. Scared that you would almost fall off if you moved one inch, he dropped his bag on the floor before approaching your frame. Namjoon wrapped his arms around your body, fixating you so that you would be able to get proper slumber by having a better posture. His actions caused you to jerk awake, eyes fluttering open.

“What are you doing?” You mumbled, letting out a small yawn. Namjoon smiled at your sleepy state, pressing a light kiss on top of your head.

“You were almost falling, baby.” He informed you, letting go of your body to change his clothes into much comfortable ones. As he opened his closet, he saw how his clothes were neatly folded and piled upon each other, he thought of it as you just clearing out his clothing so he let it go. Once Namjoon was done preparing for bed, he saw you trying to fumble away from his side of the bed which made him confused so he walked towards the bed, sliding in. Expecting for you to climb in his arms, but you didn’t which was odd. “Are you okay?” He asked, worriedly.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” You said so quietly that he almost didn’t catch it. Namjoon once again shrugged it off, grabbing onto you before pulling you close to his chest. His movements made you let out a tiny yelp at the suddenness. His words earlier once again echoed through your mind, “Uh, Joon, can you let me go? I-it’s too hot for me.” You excused.

“What?” Namjoon frowned at your words.

“Please.” You whispered, trying not to be too loud because you knew he had a tiring day. He listened to your command, letting you go of his arms. Once he did, you moved further away from him, clutching your pillow instead, “Goodnight.” Your back facing him.

Namjoon didn’t reply, instead he watched as your back greeted him instead of seeing your lovely face like always.

A week has gone by and you were astounded with how well you were on being less clingy. You had work almost everyday so it helped on being a distraction. Sending Namjoon a simple ‘good morning’ text when you saw that he left for work in the morning. Greeting him with a kiss on the cheek when he arrived home and preparing a small meal for him to consume before disappearing into the bedroom to give him enough space and time for himself.

Namjoon was starting to notice the sudden change of your behavior. He sometimes caught himself staring at his phone, waiting for your affectionate texts as usual. Staring at the studio door, hoping for you to walk right in. His expectations got his hopes up and only to be left disappointed when you weren’t appearing. Once Namjoon arrives home at your apartment, he expected for you to bounce right at him to engulf him with a hug and pamper him with kisses like how you usually do, but instead he was greeted by silence and cold air.

“Is everything okay? Did I do something wrong?” Namjoon finally piped out once you left a meal on the table and was about to head out, to leave him alone again. You froze on your spot, thinking of the right words to say.

You let out a small laugh, back still facing him, “Of course not.” You shrugged before continuing to walk once again but you were pulled back by his hand on your arm making you jump at the sudden contact.

“Stop that.” You studied his face, noticing how he had a stressed look plastered on.

“Stop what?” You questioned.

“Stop leaving me alone!” Namjoon’s hands went up to his hair, gripping on it lightly. “I miss you so much and I know something has changed. You barely speak to me anymore, you don’t cuddle with me when we’re about to sleep. You don’t even tell me you love me anymore.” He mumbled the last part, arms falling down to reach for you, encasing you with his arms. “Please tell me what I did wrong, Y/N. I want to fix everything.”

Tears started forming in your eyes at his words, “I-I overheard you telling the boys how clingy and annoying I was,” You started, “so I decided that maybe I should lessen my affection so I could give you the space you needed.” You felt a tear slip down your face. “I, uh, also stopped wearing your clothes as you were complaining that I wore them all the time.” You let out a shaky breathe, “I’m sorry if I smothered you too much.”

“No! No no no.” Namjoon lets out rapidly, “That was so fucking stupid of me to say. I was so stressed and I know that shouldn’t be an excuse for me to speak of you that way. I’m so sorry Y/N.” His hands reached up to caress your back softly. “I love your constant affection, it makes me feel so special and loved. I love seeing you pass by the studio just to make sure we all have proper meals, and I absolutely love seeing you wearing my clothes, you look adorable in them. Please don’t take my words from that day so seriously. I’m sorry I hurt you, my queen, I promise to never hurt your feelings ever again. I love you so fucking much.”

You both agreed to head to bed after the small talk you had. As you were getting ready, Namjoon handed you his hoodie that had his all familiar scent on it, “Wear it, you look lovely.” Was all he said before he returned the bathroom to do his nightly routine. You did what he told you to, slipping the hoodie on your body before climbing into the bed.

Namjoon shortly slipped beside you and you let him hold you in his arms once again, “I missed this, I missed you.” You heard him mutter quietly.

“I missed you too.” You admitted, snuggling closer to him. “I love you, Joonie.”

“I love you so much more than you imagine, Y/N.”

Taeil, to camera: Johnny is our master horticulturist. He knows all the scientific names for everything. Right, John?

Johnny: Yup.

Taeil: Like this! What’s this?

Johnny: Those are, of course, tomatoes. Or, Soulja-Boy Tell'ems.

Johnny, to camera: Whenever Taeil asks me for the Latin names of any of our plants, I just give him the names of rappers.

Taeil: And those over there?

Johnny: Those are some Diddies, some Bonethugs and Harmoniums right here. Oh, those Ludacrises are coming in great!

hi! i love that you write for mav so much and the way you do it is phenomenal 😭

can i request something where hangman gets to teasing on mav’s age in the relationship sense and reader chips in too but it leads to him proving age is just a number

Thank you so much, babe! ♥️ Hope you love this one as much as I did 😉

just a number. | pete “maverick” mitchell x reader

warnings: NSFW! (If you’re a minor, DO NOT interact), oral sex (both receiving), unprotected sex, age gap, and pure fluff.

pairings: Pete “Maverick” Mitchell x reader

word count: 2,253 (9 minutes reading time)

author’s notes: I am posting this before I head to work because I just had to! So apologies if there might be things that are not making sense. There will probably be little changes I’ll be making once I have the time to proofread it again.

After the whole mission turned out to be a success, Payback and Fanboy invited everyone last get together at The Hard Deck. They started the afternoon with football on the beach and you watched from the reclining seat, putting on sunscreen all over your exposed skin before opening your book to where you left off.

Pete winked or smiled at you whenever the two of you locked eyes throughout the game. You knew that he wanted spend some time with you after the mission, but he also knew that this would probably be the last time all of them would ever get together like this. You didn’t mind him spending some time with them; in fact, you were the one who encouraged him to do it. 

At halftime Pete decided to bow out of the game. The sun was setting, and he knew it was your favorite time of day.

“Oh, come on, old man!” Hangman yelled above the others who were calling for Pete by his callsign.

You laughed, seeing them all protest at Pete's decision as he jogged towards you. The older man ducked down to kiss you before asking you to scoot over so he could sit next to you on the beach chair.

“(Y/N), send him back out here!” Hangman yelled again. You and Pete laughed as he waved the guys off, sitting back to watch them from afar instead as he enjoyed a cold beer you kept in a cooler for him.

“Good book?” He asked.

“Yeah. Started it when you left,” you said to him as you sat up a little and pulled his arm around you. “Why’d you stop playing?”

“The sun is setting,” he smiled. You were touched at the little gesture and leaned up to kiss his cheek as you abandoned your book and watched the view with him.

As soon as they all freshened up and washed the beach off, all of you returned to The Hard Deck for dinner and some drinks. The whole team dominated the pool table along with the seats surrounding it while Penny brought out piles of food for all of the hungry pilots and you.

Pete was sitting on the couch right next to you, his hand idly resting on your thigh as he sipped some beer, while Hangman sat on the chair perpendicular to yours. He poked your hand and pointed at a plate of onion rings, so you leaned forward and took it, placing it on your arm rest so the two of you could share the snack together.

Pete was engaged in another conversation with Phoenix when Hangman decided to ask you a question, “What do you see in him?”

“Jake, be nice,” you warned him.

“No, I didn't mean it like that,” he tried to explain as you laughed, fully messing with him. “I mean, you know, he's...basically Rooster's dad.”

It was true, Pete was old enough to be your father, weird as that sounds. Plus, Bradley had been one of your closest friends. He was genuinely weirded out when he found out about the two of you.

He's...different,” you shrugged, unsure of how to summarize how you felt about the man sitting right next to you.

“Ancient?” Hangman tilted his head, clearly joking which elicited another laughter from you.

“No, I meant that even with all the difficulties that come in our relationship, he still makes me feel happy and safe,” you said. “He doesn't look like it, but he's actually quite the romantic too,” you chuckled.

“Really?” Hangman asked, slightly taken aback. “How so?”

“It's the little things,” you smiled. “He didn't ask me out through a text when we started dating; he's not exactly good with words, but he tries to write me letters or leave me post-it notes when he can because he knows I love them; and did you know you could still make playlist on cassette tapes?” You listed a few things that came to mind.

“Are you sure it's not because he just doesn't know how to work a phone? Or Spotify?” He joked again.

“Okay, fine, maybe the age thing does contribute to something, because I'm now realizing that the things I find romantic are the things that are really old school,” you answered, barely finishing your sentence before breaking into laughter again.

“That's what I thought,” he said animatedly. “It-It's probably how he used to ask girls out in his days,” Jake said, unable to contain his laughter. His hand held on to your forearm as the two of you laughed.

The two of you were laughing so hard, you didn't realize that Pete had caught the last part of your conversation because Bob had called Phoenix over and challenged her into a dart match.

It was around midnight when all of you decided to call it a night. You held Pete's hand, swaying it as you walked towards his bike as he waved a last few goodbyes. Pete didn’t want to waste time on the road because you arrived back to his place in no time. He let you in and you made your way to his room, taking off the jacket he lent you along with your clothes as you went through his wardrobe to borrow his shirt. 

“You and Hangman got along well today,” he said from the living room as he took off his watch and his shoes.

You chuckled, not really paying attention “Yeah, he was hilarious.” You pulled his shirt over yourself and walked into the bathroom to take off your makeup and brush your teeth.

When you got out of the bathroom you saw him still sitting there as if waiting for you and you squinted your eyes. “What?” You asked.

“What?” he replied, standing up to take off his shirt.

You gasped playfully and approached him as he tossed his shirt aside. “Are you jealous?” You asked, placing kisses on his jawline while you pushed him down gently, making him sit back down on the sofa and then straddling his lap. 

Pete scoffed, “Please. Why should I be when you’re here with me right now?” He raised an eyebrow. If you hadn’t known better, you’d say his ego could matched that of Hangman’s.

“You’ve got a point,” you replied mindlessly and kissed him, more focused on how your hips is grinding against him and you could feel him getting hard.

His hands grabbed your ass and deepened the kiss, letting his tongue swipe across yours. You moved from his lips down to his jaw and began to scoot lower, trailing kisses until you knelt in between him on the floor. You could see the bulge in his pants, so you unzipped his jeans and freed his semi-hard cock. Looking at him through your lashes, you began to lick him, lubricating it the best you can before pumping it.

Pete brushed the hair out of your face as you felt him throb in your hand and you leaned forward and began to take him into your mouth, starting out with sucking the tip. His head fell back in ecstasy as he hissed. Smiling a little, you began to take him in deeper while your hand massaged the rest of him that you couldn’t fit in your mouth. 

His hand went from gently stroking your hair to grabbing a handful of it, completely lost in the pleasure you were giving him as you continued to suck his thick girth.

"Stop, baby. C’mere,” he said, knowing full well that he was close as he grabbed your chin. He wiped you off with his finger and kissed you, instantly flipping you over so you were lying down on the sofa. “Close your eyes. Wait here,” he instructed as he moved off of you. You obeyed him and kept your eyes closed, though you were impatient, already starting to touch yourself while you waited.

You felt the sofa dip under his weight as he sat on the other end. You felt him slid your panties down your legs and once they’re off, he hovered on top of you once again. “Open your eyes,” Pete said. “Keep your eyes on me,” he instructed once again, and so you did. was when you hear a small buzz and felt a vibration against your sensitive nub.

You gasped, closing your eyes as your body jerked. Pete grinned a little and kissed your lips. “Open your eyes, honey,” he said again as he began to circle the little bullet vibrator on your clit.

“Fuck!” you hissed. “That’s cheating,” you pouted, and so he chuckled but instead of stopping, he increased the vibration against your sopping wet cunt. You let out a loud whine and gripped Pete’s hand that was holding the vibrator against your clit.

“You want me to stop?” He asked, teasing you. You were to wrapped up in the feeling of the vibrator moving and vibrating against your pussy that you couldn’t form the words to answer him. “Baby, answer me,” he said, taking the vibrator off to tease you.

“No, don’t stop, please,” you begged, grabbing for his hand. The man chuckled and pressed the vibrator against your aching hole, slowly pushing it in. You arched your back, your nails digging into his skin as you held on to him for dear life.

Pete sat up, pressing your leg up against your chest. He toyed with your clit as he kept the vibrator inside you, pulsing it in and out, driving you insane. Your head was thrown back and your eyes were closed as you savored every touch and vibration against you. You then felt his mouth on your clit. You could no longer control your moans as you felt your climax approaching. 

“I’m cumming,” you managed to say. All of a sudden, everything stopped. He pulled the vibrator out of you and tossed it on the floor. He stopped eating you out and you whine in protest.

But before you could say anything to complain, he pushed his member into you in one fell swoop, bottoming out easily because of how slick your pussy was. You screamed his name, relishing in the way the sudden stretch was both painful and pleasurable. 

“Good girl,” he said, kissing your lips. He wasted no time in letting you adjust to his size and began to thrust into you at steady speed. 

His arm snuck underneath your body and wrapped around your shoulders to bring you closer to him as if that was possible. “Come on, I want to feel you come around me,” he said, his fingers now massaging your clit, matching the rhythm of his thrusts.

The feeling of his hand on your clit, his sharp thrusts, and the way he grunted in your ear sent you into a spiral. Your legs shook as you came, his name was the only thing you could say in between your moans. Your muscles clenched around him, but that didn’t stop the man from thrusting in and out of you. 

“I got you, baby,” he said, kissing your neck as you came around his cock. You could feel your juices dripping out of you, staining his couch.

Your climax subsided, but Pete was chasing his. His picked up the pace, pushing his weight against you as you slowly came down from your high. Just when you were about to to take a deep breath, he found your spot and sent waves of pleasure, causing you to bury your head in his shoulder, your moans muffled into his skin. 

“Oh my God, right there!” You moaned, your voice trembling from the way your body shook as he fucked you raw. “Don’t stop,” you begged him.

Your pussy was still so sensitive from your last climax, and the way his cock keeps on rubbing against your g-spot made you certain that you were going to cum twice in a row.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he grunted. His rhythm was getting sloppy and you knew he was close too. Feeling himself getting closer and closer, Pete rammed inside you faster and faster.

Your moans became louder and before you knew it, he grunted in your ear, calling out your name as you felt his warm cum deep inside you. You took your fingers and rubbed your own clit, desperate to chase your own high for the second time. You came just in time for him to thrust the last few ropes of cum into you, your body shaking with pleasure as you held on to him. 

Pete chuckled as he watched your combined juices drip down your pussy even with his dick still inside you. He stroked your hair and peppered kisses all over your neck, shoulders, and chest, waiting for you to come down from your high.

“That was amazing,” you sighed, unable to move. 

“You’re amazing,” he said, still leaving kisses all over you. “I love you,” he said in between.

You giggled as he kissed a ticklish spot in your neck. He moved to kiss your lips slow and sweet.

“Round two?” Pete asked, a sly smirk on his face.

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Priest!hongjoong x female reader

I know this is not a very “Preist” picture, but I…… don’t have a reason🤪

Also bare with me, I know nothing about churches or preist:(

⚠️Warnings: spanking, dirty talking, rough sex, hair pulling, choking, sinful things🖐😌, cum eating, degradation

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Can u write a smut with Lucas where you two accidentally have to share a bed and ... 🙈

Wait I really like this

Like you’re friends and decide hey let’s take a road trip together and he’s like done deal I already booked a room! So you drive for a while and scream sing karaoke and eat trash gas station food and switch driving so that by the time you get to the hotel you’re exhausted and you ask the concierge for your key and all and she’s like aight and when you get up there you see it’s only one bed, not two like you thought. You’re both too tired to deal with it so you figure tonight you’ll just share a bed and get the rooms sorted tomorrow. You end up changing into pjs and getting in bed with dimmed lights and just talking for hours about nothing in particular, yet for some reason both of you are feeling a crazy connection?? It’s just so calm and nice and you’re both dishing your hearts out to each other- and suddenly you both go silent. All you can do is stare at each other’s skin glowing in the moonlight coming in through the window. Out of nowhere Lucas suddenly rolls on top of you and boom you’re making out. Slow and heavy at first then more passionate and rough until you somehow both end up naked with his hands all over you, yours all up in his hair, and him pounding incessantly into you, kissing you brief and deeply every few thrusts...

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Summary: Struggling college student Y/n is on her last year of college as the bills stack she’s in a tough situation. Her roommate recommends her a website for local sugar daddies. That’s where she meets Mr. Bang Chan a producer who is just a nice guy that has a lot of money.  

word count: 5.1k || genre: smut, lots of smut, kissing, dry humping, light choking, praise kink, soft dom chan, like soft, like he’s a caring daddy btw, light barely their daddy kink. 

a/ n: the end plot is so sloppyyyy but I put lots of plot and love and smut this could be better but its 5k of hard work so enjoy yall~

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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You’re just a hitch hiker trying to escape the small town you grew up in. Life is out there waiting for you, but never did you think it would take you to Los Angeles. There is word of a group for people like you who want a place to belong. If only you knew…

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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬/𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: MINORS DNI! This includes depictions of murder and very quick mention of sexual assault. mentions of blood, violence, breaking and entering, trespassing, mentions of being in a cult. CHARLES MANSON AND THE MANSON FAMILY! use of a gun, mentions of murder, murder scene, super angsty and super dark! extremely violent

I’ve been writing this for over two months now and am finally proud to put this out. This is super dark and very tense if you can not handle that please do not interact. you’ve been warned. I need more Tex Watson in my life but this one is for you @mamaspresley @karamelcoveredolicity

You gripped your arm tightly as the blood dripped from your fingers. Panting you stood by the poolside looking into the water. That once clear blue liquid slowly faded as the harsh dark red color infused it. You hadn’t heard the footsteps behind you, yet when his larger hand was placed on the small of your back you didn’t react in the slightest. The clang of metal hitting the concrete sounded out beside you, your eyes catching the silver of the gun just from the corner.

“He’ll never hurt you again…” Tex’s hoarse voice said to you. Looking up at him you could see the bruises already beginning to form around his neck, blood and bruising showed all over his face. His hands and arms were stained with blood. Was it his or someone else’s? You weren’t sure, but what did it matter. “Are you hurt anywhere else?” he asked, motioning to your arm. You shrugged, nowhere else hurt. The knife wound didn't exactly hurt, you could just feel the faint throb as the blood gushed from it.

Reaching out he held your face, his thumbs brushing away the tears that were flowing down your cheeks. “Shh, darlin’ you’re safe now. I told you I’d always protect you, didn't I? We’re goin’ somewhere far from here, just you and me.” You sniffled and gave him a little nod. Leaning in Tex pulled you close and gently pressed his lips against yours. The metallic taste of iron from his busted bottom lip seeped into the kiss. It didn’t matter though, you had him and he had you and Charlie was dead.

~

You grew up in a small town in Tennessee. The population was a little less than 300 with no chance for opportunity unless you were to become a farmer. When you turned 19 you packed one small backpack of clothes and some necessities, said goodbye to your mama, and set out on the road. You wanted to do something, wanted to be someone but you knew you couldn’t do that in Tennessee. Over a year later you had traveled all across America, almost making it to Canada at one point hitchhiking. Yet you ended up in Los Angeles, California.

You were standing out on the corner of Sunset Boulevard with your thumb out in the air, hoping someone would pick you up. To your luck, a blue pickup truck pulled up next to you. Watching as the passenger window was rolled down, you moved in closer to see the driver. You were met with big soft blue eyes and a heart-throbbing smile. His head was ducked down just enough to see you, causing his shoulder-length brown hair to cascade over his shoulders and fall

carelessly around his face.

“Where are you headed to?” he asked his soft southern drawl peeking through his words. Catching your bottom lip between your teeth gently you leaned into the car pushing your head into the window ever so slightly. “Down to San Fernando, heard there’s a group out there that might take me in. Don’t need you to take me all the way, just as far as you wanna.” your voice was bubbly and warm. One thing you found helped along your travels was to be as inviting as possible. Be it by your tone of voice or the things you wore the more inviting, the more people wanted to take you with them.

“Are you talkin’ about that Spahn Ranch?”

Nodding cautiously, you hoped that area had been good and he wouldn’t turn you away. “Funny you’d be goin’, I’m actually headin’ that way myself. We can go together.” with that he sat up unlocking the door. You let out a slight shriek of happiness quickly moving over to the bench on the corner and scooped up your knit bag. Opening the side door you got in and set your bag on the floorboard of the car.

The man was much larger than from outside the vehicle. His legs were long and built, you could tell because of the way his jeans hugged his thighs and his boots clung to his claves. Your eyes met his face as he began to drive, noticing the way his slight facial hair accentuated his jawline. He was a handsome man no doubt about it, this you decided was good in case he wanted something in return for driving you.

“I’m Tex by the way. Tex Watson.” his eyes returned your gaze from the side with a smile. A warm tinge bit at your cheeks from the embarrassment of getting caught. Smiling bashfully you held eye contact with him for a moment,” Well thank you so much for picking me up Mr. Tex. I’m Y/N.”

“Oh don’t mention it, jus’ glad I could offer some help.”. The ride there was long, about an hour from where you had been picked up. You two talked almost the whole time. At first, it was small talk and by the time the sign for Spahn Ranch came into view he was laughing at a story you told him through your cross-country travels. You started to get quiet as your surroundings finally registered. The orange mountains that engulfed the little ranch made everything seem so small. That wasn’t the only thing off about this place, the closer you got to the ranch the more people started to show up. A few here and there at first and then an almost swarm of people at the barn and by the house.

The most eerie thing of it all, was how many girls there were. You could count the number of men you saw on your left hand, including Tex. You could feel your body tense as the girls began to notice the truck, a few of them running towards it waving their hands and giggling. The man beside you looked over picking up on your timidness. “It’s okay, they ain’t goin’ to hurt you. I promise,” he reassured. For some reason, the words from this stranger made a sense of relief wash over you. Before you could give any indication of understanding he parked the truck, turned it off, and stepped out.

You followed picking your bag off the floor and slipping to the dusty ground. “Tex, you brought us a new friend!” a girl no older than 16 said coming up to you. “Welcome to Spahn Ranch. I’m Squeaky. Let me take your bag.” an older woman said coming up to you and reaching out to take your things. Two more girls were talking to you at the same time starting to pull you away from the car. It was so overwhelming you could barely get a word in, your head turned looking over your shoulder at the man who brought you here. His eyes locked with yours and he nodded gently to you before you were pulled away fully.

~

That night you had been fed and bathed, given new clothes, and a room to share for the night. Sitting on the mattress of the floor you were getting your hair braided by a young girl with a head of hair so orange it looked as though she had been dipped in the colors of the setting sun. The two of you were listening to a Beatles record when a man no taller than 5’8 walked into the room. The girl sitting behind you immediately stood and left the room. You could feel your heart pound against your ribcage as the two of you were left alone. He stood near the door for a moment looking over you without saying a word.

Before the silence became too alarming he walked over to you with a warm smile, crouching down on the floor in front of you. “Hello, I’m Charles Manson. You can call me Charlie.” his voice was soft and inviting. It took you off guard as the voice that came from this man did not fit what was being portrayed. “I’m Y/N…” your voice was meek and timid showing your uncomfort. “No need to be afraid little rabbit, I won’t hurt you.” his hand reached out to your face, pushing a stray hair that had fallen from your braid behind your ear.

Your body tensed at his touch, his hand lingering against the skin on your cheek. “I run things around here. I’m just here to make sure you won’t be a threat to our home. But you seem harmless… isn’t that right?” you nodded in response looking away from him. Retracting his hand he set it on his knees standing. “I’d like for you to be a part of this if you want to stay. I think you would be a great addition. Mouse will run you through how we go about things if you decide to stay. We are a community here and we all help each other out. This is a good home with good people, I think you’d fit right in.”

The words you wanted to say got caught in your throat so you sufficed with a quick “Thank you Charlie.” and with that, he gave you a nod and left. Your interaction with this strange man and this strange place did not sit easy with you the rest of the night.

~

A month had gone by and you were finally settled into a home. The ranch had become a final resting spot and the people slowly became your family. You quickly learned how things worked around there, much like a commune where everyone had their own job to complete every day, and in return for work, you got a roof over your head and food in your belly. It was also explained to you that there were only a few men to help out with the things the women couldn’t do.

Due to Charles being the main person in charge he made it clear that the men could not touch the woman unless going through him first. This you did not question as you did not want to jeopardize your living situation. But this didn’t stop you and Tex from finding ways to see each other. Since that first day of arrival, the two of you had been inseparable. He always knew where you were or what you were doing and you knew the same of his whereabouts. You both volunteered together on off-lot missions as well as around the ranch maintenance. At meal times the two of you would sit together separate from the group. You’d grown rather fond of his company and you could feel the tension grow between the two of you with each meeting.

Tex Watson was Charlie’s second hand, and with your presence, the man was starting to notice the lack of concentration the taller man had for his most pressing matters. So the first day of Tex’s absence left a bad taste in your mouth. You tried not to think much of it, but soon days passed and then weeks. The work that was given to you on the ranch became more physically taxing and the women began to outcast you. You had been prohibited from joining the weekly congregation in the main house and were given the scraps of anything left be it food, fresh water, bathing time, etc.

Leaning against the hoe you held in your hand, you swiped the sweat from your forehead. The hot summer California sun beating down on you. Today’s task was tilling land to get ready for fall gardening. Looking across the ranch towards the entrance you saw a strange large van drive up the way. When it came to a stop you were quick to point out Charlie climbing down the passenger’s side. The back doors opened and five men exited, not one face was familiar until a sixth final body turned from closing the doors.

You felt your heart thud against your ribcage, nearly losing your grip on the tool in your hand. His eyes found yours across the way and you lifted your hand in his direction to give a gentle wave. A very faint smile crossed his lips for a short moment, but before he could return the gesture Charlie was tugging on his shirt sleeve to pull him along.

By dinner, you had washed up and were sitting down next to a new member who did not speak. The two of you sat in silence as the girls and men around you chatted. Staring down at your plate with your chin resting in your left hand, you pushed the food around with your fork. At the sound of footsteps approaching the table, your gaze shifted to follow the sound. There he stood, a few feet to your left looking at you. The once happy peaceful dazzle in his blue eyes had faded, a grim fearful look now clouded them. The circles under his eyes had caused them to sink in slightly and you could tell by the way he was carrying himself that he had been eating poorly.

You’d wondered if Charles was doing the same to him as he was to you. Tilting both eyebrows up in a concerted manner you watched as he creased his, the corners of his mouth dropping slightly. “Tex!” a man from the van had called to him from across the room, waving him in. You opened your mouth to speak but before words could be exchanged the man turned on his heels and quickly walked away. You felt a lump begin to form in your throat as tears threatened to spill against your waterline. Without another moment's hesitation, you stood from the table and quickly left the room to return to your assigned sleeping quarters.

Tex had watched you go, his heart-wrenching in his chest as he yearned to follow. The man who sat beside him gripped his bicep, shaking his head from side to side slowly. “Remember what Charlie said…” the man spoke lowly for only him to hear. Tex pried his eyes away from the now empty door frame and nodded, shoveling a fork full of food into his mouth.

-

That night you lay on your palette of blankets and pillows, curled up holding yourself tightly. Tonight's meeting was a loud celebration of Charlie's return and the initiation of the new members. Tears streamed down your face seeping into the pillows below your head, and the image of the broken man you once knew burned into your mind. Sobbing quietly the sound of the bedroom door slowly creaked open. Sniffling you slowly sat up wiping your tears away, “Snake Eyes you can’t be here. If Charlie finds that you’ve snuck away he’ll punish you-…”

Your words stopped in their tracks as your eyes landed on that oh so familiar face. You had expected it to be your assigned roommate. The click of the door sounded out into the quiet before he held his hands out in front of him and fully faced you, “It’s only me lil Rabbit.” his voice was gruff as he spoke to you using that awful nickname you’d been deemed due to your skittish nature. Quickly scrambling to your feet you practically threw yourself at the man, wrapping your arms around his neck pulling him close to bury your face into him.

Stumbling back against the door he let out a pained groan before chuckling slightly and slinking his arms around your body to hold you close. Pulling away your hands rested against his face, your thumbs gently rubbing his cheeks. “Where have you been? Did he hurt you?” you looked over his face, noticing the slightly raised flesh on his left cheek beginning to bruise. “Nothin’ like that matters now. We have to go Y/N…” he said hurriedly brushing some hair away from your face.

“Tex, if we leave he’ll kill us,” you said worry lacing with each word. “Rabbit, honey he’ll kill us both if we don’t,” he said firmly his face riddled with angst and fear. You nodded hesitantly wiping stray tears from earlier away from your face. Taking a few deep breaths you walked over to a pile of folded clothes on the floor quickly picking up a large jacket and throwing it on. Tex held his hand out for you, which you took quickly intertwining your fingers. As he opened the door he slowly stuck his head out looking around before bolting out the building pulling you closely along.

Holding his hand tightly you kept looking over your shoulder towards the main house where shrieks and hollers erupted from. Running up the lot Tex stopped at the truck you had first been picked up in. “Can you be my lil lookout darlin’? It won’t take long just watch the house okay, if someone comes out you tell me.” you did as you were told while he worked efficiently to open the door to the car. Once it was open he shuffled you into the passenger seat and buckled you in. You watched as he pulled the lining of the car out under the steering wheel to expose a mess of cords.

He paused nervously looking at each wire trying to remember which ones to connect. Pulling a pocket knife from his jeans he took a deep breath and cut two different cords sparking them together a few times. Successfully the car started and the headlights beamed brightly. Your eyes widened at the car's sudden start, your gaze still glued to the house. “Hey, hey s-someone’s coming. Someone just left the house Tex come on.” your voice was frantic as you looked over at him with pleading eyes.

“Shit…” he muttered under his breath, climbing into the car quickly and slamming the door shut. With a lurch forward and the spin of tires against the dusty graveled ground, Tex sped off down the road quickly not letting up on the gas until Spahn Ranch was far out of sight.

~

He drove you deep into Hollywood Hills where houses had gates around them and backyards were so big you could fit a separate house on the amount of land. Coming to a halt Tex turned the car off, dimming the headlights along with it. “We’ve been watchin’ this house a few blocks down for weeks now. This neighborhood stays pretty quiet and abandoned ‘cause you know rich people have more than one house I suppose.” he gave a light-hearted chuckle at the end of his sentence. You gave him a soft nod in response, keeping your eyes out the windows.

Reaching over he placed his hand on top of yours making you jump slightly, your eyes meeting his. As his fingers curled around your hand he gave it a little squeeze, his eyebrows knit tightly together, “I won’t let them hurt you anymore, you hear me. I promise Y/N I’ll keep you safe now.” he said gently, running the pad of his thumb across your knuckles. The tears in your eyes begged to overflow down your cheeks as you gave another half nod letting your eyes fall to the pair of your hand in his.

With his free hand, Tex gingerly rested his index finger under your chin to inch your face back to his. Swiping away a fallen tear his solemn face moved closer to you, pressing his lips carefully against your left cheek. Closing your eyes you let the warm feeling from his kiss soothe you slightly pressing back into him. He pulled away and smiled, “Come on let’s get you inside.”

Getting out of the car he led you up a hill passed some gated houses to a small cul de sac. The houses on this hill were hidden away by the immense amount of trees and brush surrounding the area. Sneaking up the driveway he helped you up over the fence into the backyard. “Tex, what have you and Charlie been doing out here? Why do you know this house is empty?” you asked, watching as he was pitching himself over the fence and dropping to the ground. With a grunt he picked his head up, tossing his brown hair over his head and out of his face. You could sense the hesitation in his delivery when he spoke, “Just uhhh, you know seein’ if any of these people might be willin’ to help us out the way George did with lettin’ us all be on the ranch.”

-

1:30am

Tex had found an open window around the back of the house a story up. After climbing through he unlocked the patio door letting you in. The house was huge with seven bedrooms and 12 bathrooms, the master bedroom itself was at least two rooms combined into one.

Deciding you were tired of being filthy you headed for the bathroom. You stood under the water in the shower, the hot streams hitting your face and frail body.

You could feel the heaviness in your eyes as the warmth began to soothe your unhinged nerves. So consumed by the shower itself you jumped when you felt the large hand caress your left shoulder. Pulling your face from the water you swiped it out of your eyes and peered up at the man before you. The swelling from earlier had only gotten worse around his left eye, discoloration decorating the fair skin. Turning around, let your arms extend to wrap around his bare waist.

Returning the gesture his long arms enveloped your body pulling you close. Gingerly you pressed your cheek against his bare chest listening to the sound of his heart beating gently. He moved the two of you back into the water letting it cascade down your bodies. Picking your head up, you craned your neck to look back up at him, the tips of your fingers brushing against his spine in the dip of his lower back. His hand came up to hold your face, his dark wet hair clinging to his head and neck. Leaning down he pressed his plump lips against your own, kissing you deeply.

2:00 am

Gripping the sides of the fuzzy robe you wrapped it tightly around your body sitting down on the corner of the plush bed. There was a name embroidered on the robe, ‘Tate’ but it meant nothing to you. With balled fists you rubbed your eyes stifling a yawn. Once your eyes had opened Tex was standing before you, towel wrapped around his torso leaving little to the imagination. He held out a small pile of folded clothes which you took gracefully with a smile. Standing you removed the robe as he disappeared into what you could only assume to be the closet.

Glancing over your body you smiled at the small marks along your chest and between your thighs. You exhaled happily as your fingers ran over a spot on your neck before slipping into the clean panties Tex had given you. The T-Shirt and shorts followed quickly after that and you giggled when you felt his arms wrap tightly around you from behind. Holding onto his forearms you leaned your head back onto his shoulder, his head dipping down into the crook of your neck.

“We could stay like this forever ya know. Have some kids and settle down in a big house somewhere far from here,” he whispered, kissing your neck gently. Closing your eyes you swayed side to side slightly holding on to him. “I’d like that,” you whispered back.

2:30am

After the pair of you tore the kitchen apart, you made it back to the master bedroom finally slipping under the silken covers. The mattress practically swallowed the two of your bodies and as if on cue the weight of sleep began to corrupt your train of thought. With a full belly and a nice shower you couldn’t feel more content to be wrapped in his arms once more, head resting on his chest as the drone of his heartbeat lulled you to sleep.

4:00am

The crash was loud ripping you from your deep sleep. You weren’t sure if you had just dreamt the sound as Tex lay beside you still sleeping peacefully. Looking at the bedroom door your heart began to pick up speed. With another quick look at the man beside you, you slipped out from under the covers and made your way quietly out of the room. One thing you had picked up while staying on the Ranch was stealth. Creeping down the hallway towards the direction the sound came from, you stayed close to the wall carefully peering into each bedroom as you passed.

Entering the kitchen your first instinct was to find something to protect yourself. Your eyes scanned the room falling on the set of kitchen knives beside the stove. Swallowing harshly you tiptoed to the knives wrapping your fingers around the handle of the biggest one. You gripped it tightly, holding it close to your body as you continued to look around. Then you saw it, the huge sliding glass doors that led to the patio had been smashed, glass scattered all across the floor in front of it.

The beat of your heart thrummed in your ears so loudly you hadn’t even heard the footsteps behind you. “Gotcha Rabbit.” a heavy hand gripped your left wrist yanking you around to face him. Without a thought, you brought the knife around in a quick motion slashing across the man’s face. He dropped your wrist reaching up to grip his face, “You bitch!” he yelled, holding the cut closed against his cheek. Acting quickly you held your knife tightly and ran from the kitchen carefully to avoid the glass on the floor. “Charlie, she's making a break for it!” his voice boomed through the house as you ran.

Turning your head back for a split second another pair of arms reached out grabbing you tightly as you ran into the other body hard. A scream so loud it could curdle blood escaped your lips, “Tex!” you cried out before a large hand slapped over your mouth muffling your cries. “Shut up. Shut up or I’ll put a bullet in that pretty little skull of yours right now.” he pressed the small barrel against your temple hard, that once the soft mask of a face you had met so long ago finally removed itself to show the evil beneath it. Slowly you slipped the blade under your shirt tucking it into the waistband of your shorts. “Don’t scream. You got it, one peep and your brains will paint this wall,” he commanded, pressing the metal harder into your head. With wide eyes and a racing breath, you nodded, his hand being removed from your mouth.

Spinning you around he jammed the gun into the back of your head hard shoving you forward. You walked through those halls again, your breath heavy as your heart continued to race. Once you entered the living room you looked back at Charlie, your eyebrows creased together. He motioned with the gun for you to drop to the floor and you did as you were told. The man from the kitchen entered the room, blood streaking down his face from the cut, grabbing Manson’s attention. “What happened?” he began, noticing the blood then shaking his head, “Nevermind, did you find him?” he asked, still holding his weapon in your direction.

He shook his head and the man beside you huffed in disappointment. “Well, where’s Clem?” he demanded getting rather impatient with the man. “I-I don’t know. Sent him to the bedroom when we got here. Maybe he found him.” the more he talked the more you began to recognize him. His name was Bobby he was one of the men who climbed out of the truck with Tex when he first arrived back on the ranch. “Goddamnit well go on, go and find em’ I ain’t got all night to finish this.” Charles waved Bobby off walking over to you.

Crouching down in front of you as he did with your first meeting his eyes bore holes into yours. There hadn’t been much color before in those eyes of his, but looking back into them now was like looking into that of an animal. Dead and black, completely taken over by an ungodly glaze.

“Look at you. All used up I see,” he said lowly pushing your hair off your shoulder with the gun to expose the marks on your neck. Keeping your eyes glued to him you tensed the muscles in your upper body when the cool metal ran over the raised red skin.

“I took a chance on you Rabbit. I told Squeaky off when she came to me about your doings with Tex, distracting him and all that. You knew the rules and you were punished for them. Thought maybe that might straighten you out. Taking Tex away seemed like it was working until he kept coming up with ideas of starting something else, not following the things I had planned. That little pussy of yours sure must be magical…” his free hand moved down to touch the exposed skin of your left leg.

Collecting saliva quickly in your mouth you spat hard on his face, scrunching your nose in disgust as the corners of your mouth dropped. Pulling his hand back he wiped the spit from his face and flung it onto the floor. Grunting, he stood up eyeing you harshly. “You need to learn your manners,” he said, raising the hand with the gun up and bringing it down hard against the side of your head, knocking you over slightly.

Your vision blurred as your head spun from the disorientation. The crunch of glass pulled you back as you sat back up, the pain throbbing through your skull. Bobby was dragging a beaten Tex through the glass, tossing him down a few feet in front of the two of you.

“Clem?”

“Got him with the phone cord beside the bed. Found him trying to come after me with the damn thing. Put up a good fight, but I got him for you Charlie.” the man said desperate for praise from the other.

“Sit him up.”

Grabbing a fist full of Tex’s hair Bobby yanked the man up onto his knees with a loud painful groan coming from Tex. Your heart wretched when his eyes met yours, tears burning behind your eyes. He had been hit in the face a few times, you could tell by the busted lip and bruises starting to appear against his jawline. His eyes were soft and mournful towards you asking if you were alright. You gave him a quick nod watching as he sighed in relief and spit a rather large bit of blood onto the ground in front of him.

Charlie walked over to him gripping his hair to force him to look. “Pathetic.” he spat snarling at him, gripping his hair tighter. “You failed me,” Charles said again before driving the toe of his boot hard into Tex’s stomach. He let out a groan and doubled over in pain when the man let go of his hair. Out of instinct, you started to reach forward but the barrel of the gun being shoved in your face caused you to sit back.

“Get up…. Get the fuck up!” He yelled watching as Tex carefully pushed himself up to sit again.

“Now here’s how this is going to play out. Bobby here is going to take your lovely Rabbit and do whatever he pleases with her while you watch. Then I’m going to make her beg for her life and kill her, of course while you watch. When we are good and done with that I’m going to kill you and the two of you will rot.” he explained looking between you and him.

“No…” Tex said weakly under his breath.

“I’m sorry but I don’t think it’s for you to decide,” Bobby said snidely.

“Shut up,” Charles said harshly, glaring at the man. He then gestured to you with his gun for Bobby. Your eyes went wide as he began to step towards you. Swiftly you pulled the knife from your waistband, but you weren’t fast enough. Bobby’s hands were already on you fighting to get it from you. You yelped as the blade was drug across the skin of your bicep harshly ripping the flesh open as the knife was taken from you. Holding your arms behind your back with one hand Bobby’s other arm came around your front hiking your T-Shirt up to expose your bare chest.

Tex lurched forward earning a hard bash from Charlie's gun just as you had moments ago. Holding him by his hair the man made sure Tex was watching. Your eyes found his in a desperate plea, he looked back at you with anger bubbling. You squirmed against Bobby’s grasp when his hand trailed down your front, dipping under your shorts between your legs. “No.. no please… stop. Stop!” you yelled feeling his gross fingers push through your folds and into your tight core.

Charlie’s attention was on you and Bobby, the gun held against Tex’s head. In a split second, you watched as Tex grabbed a hold of Charlie’s wrist twisting it hard. The motion caused him to drop the gun and release the other from his grasp. Scrambling to his feet Tex lunged forward grabbing Bobby by the waist and pulling him to the ground with a loud thud. You moved away pulling your shirt down over your body and gripping your arm, the blood flowing down your fingertips.

The two fought on the ground until Bobby was on top of Tex his hands wrapped tightly around his neck and the gurgling sound of him choking brought you out of your initial shock. You looked around quickly seeing the knife that had been taken from you strewn out on the floor. Moving quickly you picked it up and without another second's hesitation ran towards Bobby plunging the knife into his neck. The man let go of Tex and he gasped for breath as the other gripped the knife pulling it from his neck. Blood gushed from it and panic painted over his face. The red liquid dripped onto Tex before he bucked him off, Bobby dropping to the floor beside him.

Charlie was on his feet in seconds and like the coward he always was, took off. You ran after him, your mind too clouded with anger to think. He reached the pool stopping, turning on his heels he looked at you barreling towards him but before you could reach him the sound of the gun rang out causing you to stop. Panting you watched as he looked down at the bullet wound now in his chest. You watched as the fear filled his eyes and his body fell back into the water with a splash. The dark color invading that soft blue hue as his body floated to the top lifeless.

Demetri X Reader

Warnings: Smut, talking about smut that leads up to smut!

Intoxicate Me

  Your best ability was getting along with everyone, you even got along with Tory and that's saying a lot. You weren't overly popular but you getting along with everyone pretty much made you well known in school.

  Your boyfriend, Demetri definitely was not the easiest to get along with. Yeah he was nice, but he could talk way to much and over complicate things.

He could also tend to over smart people, which from the bully's point of view they hate. It was as normal as any other day for you, school being the first.

You didn't dislike school but sometimes it could be annoying and Demetri would help you get through the day. Ever since Eli, Demetri's best friend joined Cobra Kai and became Hawk; Demetri only really had you around and he intended to keep that, but sometimes he did get very insecure.

Like today, you noticed how Demetri was acting towards you. He was very distant and if he said anything to you it was just a mumble of words or something. It honestly made you feel hurt, you knew there had to be a reason for his behavior because nobody does something for nothing.

It was now your last class, which you had with Demetri. You walked in the room, your eyes immediately landing on Demetri. Your seat was right beside him, you hesitated at first but then decided you could not; not sit with your adorable boyfriend.

It wasn't unusual to see Demetri here before most other students, I mean the teacher wasn't even in yet. I checked the clock and giggled at the fact that he was indeed 15 minutes early.

Demetri looked up at the familiar sound, you slowly walk over to the seat next to him; allowing him to have time to tell you if he didn't want you to sit beside him. He never spoke, just kept his eyes on you following your every move.

"Hey, early bird" You joke, trying to enlighten the mood.

A small forced small makes his way across his lips, making you internally frown. "Demetri.... I don't want to sound pushy, but what's wrong?" You ask worried.

He sighs "I don't want to talk about it right now" He discards.

You nod your head, understandingly "okay... well hey um you can come over to my house; after school- and we can maybe watch Harry Potter?" You question, trying to stir the tension.

He just simply nods his head a yes before slouching in his seat, you doing the same as you both wait for the teacher to arrive first.

  Throughout the course of the class, you couldn't focus on what the teacher was saying. You were to busy focused on your boyfriend and taking side glances at him. Some were admiring glances, some were worried glances, and some were- not so innocent glances and thoughts.

  Though one thing you were thankful for was that the class only lasted for 45 minutes and that time passed by in a flash. Soon the bell rung, kids scrambled to grab there belongings and rushed out of school; tired.

  You however waited with Demetri while he gently put everything neatly in his bag. Purposely rummaging in your back pack for; nothing.

  You got up and walked in-front of Demetri's desk after he zipped up his back pack you took it and slung it around your shoulder, holding your hand out for him to take.

  It was a couple seconds before he took your hand, those couple seconds he stood staring at your hand debating on if he should take it.

  Finally he decided, and slipped his hand in yours intertwining your hands together. You both walked to your car, Demetri texted his mom minutes previously that he was staying the night at yours which she agreed to.

  You say both your back packs in the back seat of your car as Demetri got in the passenger side and you cranked up your car.

  Not going to lie, the ride was awkward. Usually you both would talk about Harry Potter until you both got to your house. Instead Demetri sat his arm on the door and rested his head on top.

  You didn't want to push anything so you stayed silent until you reached your house. You decided to leave your backpacks in the car since you'll both just go to school tomorrow and it would be easier access.

  You walk into your house, leading Demetri in the kitchen to grab a bunch of snacks for your Harry Potter marathon. You both walked in your room and you placed the snacks on your bedside table and turned to Demetri who stood there awkwardly.

  You place your hands in your back pocket; a nervous habit you found yourself doing as you slowly walked in-front of Demetri grabbing his hand and leading him to your bed.

  He sat criss-cross-apple sauce next to you as you did the same, getting comfortable, you moved to sit in front of him. Both your legs touching "will you talk to me? Please" You beg softly.

  "I just feel like you could do better than... than this!" He says making hand gestures down his body.

  You furrow your eyebrows "what do you mean?" You ask genuinely confused, because to you he was beautiful.

  "My Physics is not the best looking, not the strongest! I'm not in Cobra Kai, and I certainly don't have abs! I'm not as strong and I'm a loser!- But you, you are beautiful and I don't understand why you're with me!" Demetri starts pouring out his heart, almost breaking down.

  "Demetri... no, no, no baby. Don't think like that-" You start to say before he interrupts you.

  "How can I not? When I'm nothing but a- lizard-" He starts before shaking his head "-uh sorry wrong animal" he says as you giggle placing your hands on his cheeks, straddling his waist.

  "Demetri please don't think like that, you are perfect for me. You're my person and you're very much handsome" You praise as his breathing catches in his throat.

  The closeness and how you were rubbing up against him was not helping "but I'm n-not as experienced" He says gulping.

  You furrow your eyebrows confused at first until he speaks up "Come on Y/n, what do you call a nun in a wheelchair... Virgin Mobile that's what I am" he says seriously before squinting his eyes at his own joke in confusion.

  You couldn't help but giggle at that dumb yet corny joke you have never heard before. None the less you run your finger over the bottom of his lip "that makes you even more perfect for me" You say almost seductively, as you came back down from your fit of giggles.

  Demetri's eyes widen at that comment "are- are you? Have you done-?" He questions being careful with his words, trying to forget about that awful joke.

  You sigh "I have, once though. So no I'm not a virgin" You mumble.

  He gulps "o-oh um would you want to be Mobile-ness?" Demetri asks, cranking up another joke.

  You smirk almost, as another small giggle leave your lips "yes, but only if and when you're ready" you state, rubbing his jawbone.

  "Are you- do you just want me for sex?" He mumbles now becoming serious, causing you to raise your brows.

  "What?- of course not Dem, I- I love you" You admit.

  "I love you too, Y/n" He smiles softly.

  "I'm ready, I want to loose it to you Y/n" He admits truthfully.

  "Are you sure?" You question, making sure he's 100% ready.

  He nods his head, and looks away bashfully "I'm just- I'm just afraid I won't please you that's all" Demetri comments.

  You smile "How about I take the lead, and once you feel comfortable you can go as hard as you want on me?" You ask.

  A not so small blush covers his cheeks as he nods his head "okay" He agrees.

You push him back gently on your bed, his head hitting the pillow gently. You run your hands over his chest admiring his soft skin. You lean down and press small kisses on his neck, searching for his sweet spot.

You place a kiss above his jawline behind his ear causing him to whimper you smirk as you knew you found his weakness.

You tug on the bottom of his green shirt that says 'I'm silently correcting your grammar' asking for permission to which he nods as he lifts up allowing you to pull the shirt off his body.

You grind your hips against his now harden cock causing him to whimper at the amount of friction. "You're so perfect" You mumble into his skin as you place kisses anywhere you can reach, marking him as yours.

  You run your hands down his chest until you get to his pants, crawling downwards you place kisses as you become eye to eye with his bulge in his pants.

  "Can I?" You question softly.

  Demetri nods eagerly as his eyes become glossy from the amount of pleasure he's already receiving. Unzipping his jeans you pull his pants down, discarding them on the floor.

Before you pull down his boxers you tug at the hem of the fabric, wanting to make extra sure he was ready. "Yes Y/n, please" He begs, as he starts to pant.

You pull his boxers down, causing his hard on to slap against his abdomen. Slipping his boxers all the way off completely you throw them in the pile with his clothes.

Not wanting him to be the only one naked, you slip off your pants throwing them in the floor along with your shirt; and bra.

  Demetri's eyes widen as he scans over your beautiful features, you smile bashfully as you get back on your knees and take his cock in your hands causing him to moan.

  You pepper little kisses around the tip of his cock, you decided to stop teasing and slowly pump his cock now kitty licking the tip.

  "Oh my..." He gasps as you finally take his hard cock in his mouth, stroking what you couldn't fit.

You move your hands to his hips and push his hips up into your mouth, causing him to moan and arch his back as he grabs ahold of your hair.

"Oh Y/n I'm think- I'm-" He starts but he doesn't get to finishes as he cums down your throat with a whimper, you prepared for him to cum faster since it was his first time so you pulled up at the right moment as you sucked his tip swallowing his cum.

After he comes down from his high while you peck the tip of his cock "perfect" you mumble as you do so causing Demetri to swoon.

  By then Demetri was so intoxicated by you that he pulled you up and flipped you over pushing your back into the sheets as his hands wandered any place he could touch except the one place you wanted him to touch the most.

  You moan as he takes your nipple in his mouth sucking and licking all the right places on your chest, creating marks; his marks.

He peppers kisses all down until he gets to your hips, he tugs on the hem of your underwear looking up at you for consent to which you nod becoming hot and heavy.

He waists no time in pulling them off, spreading your thighs and admiring everything about your beauty.

"You are so beautiful" Demetri says placing a kiss on your nub.

You moan as you arch into him, begging for more physically to which he caves and places his lips around your clit sucking and licking. He was eager to taste you and he definitely loved every bit of it as he pressed his mouth farther on your clit swirling his tongue in circles on your clit and sucking gently.

You bring your hand down to his brown locks and run your fingers through it, only tugging when he would speed up his pace on licking and nibbling on your clit which felt all to good.

"Oh Demetri..." You moan, finally giving him what he wants as he slips two fingers into your heated core getting you ready for him.

"I- cu-" you start to say but before you could you cum arching your back as he gets you off

He comes up from beneath your thighs, lips dripping with your cum as he sucks his fingers off licking all around his lips tasting you "you sates amazing" he hums as a blush appears on his face, though he hovers over you placing a gently kiss to your lips.

He places the tip of his yet again harden cock at your entrance "May I?" He asks looking in your eyes for any discomfort, you nod your head yes.

He slowly slips his cock into you, stopping once he stuffs you full of every inch of him mostly to calm him down before he would cum already.

After adjusting to his side you roll your hips against his letting him know you were even more ready for him. He slowly moved in and out of your pussy giving him time to adjust to his movements.

Adjusting himself, he sits up on his knees and lift your thighs up slowly building up the pace causing you to moan gently with every hard or fast thrust.

You already found yourself about to cum which didn’t help when Demetri started rubbing your clit with his thumb causing you to whimper as the pleasure starts to burn but in the best way possible.

"Oh my... Demetri~" You whimper as you run your hands up against his chest as he speeds up his pace causing his cock to hit your sweet spot inside you causing you to moan louder.

Another side to Demetri starts to tear through that he didn’t knew he had "so that’s where it is?" He smirks as he purposely rams his cock into you hitting your sweet spot dead on causing your eyes to roll in the back of your head.

"You make me feel so good D-" you praise as the rope in your stomach starts to burn, with one final thrust he hits your sweet spot again causing you both to cum together. Your juices mixing together overfilling as they start to spill out of you.

Demetri whimpers as he starts to ride out both of your highs, he slowly pulls out and lays down breathless as do you.

"Wow that was-"

"Amazing..." Demetri interrupts as he starts catching his breath.

"You’re so perfect to me Demetri" You reply causing him to blush.

"As are you my love"

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Peter Ballard Dating Hcs

Peter had escaped the lab in the dead of night and got out of state, landing in some small town far away from the lab. That's where he met you, his love.

He had talked about his times in the lab, showing you the tattoo on his wrist. Telling you that he has powers and to not be afraid. You never are though.

Peter is very protective over you, he doesn't like you leaving the house without him because he's scared that Brenner will find you and take you.

When you first started dating, he expressed he didn't know what tv was. Now you watch something with him every night before you go to bed. The current show you are watching is the golden girls, his favorite character is Rose.

You helped him get a job at your local library. He loves it there, when there is no one around he reads so many books and magazines. 

He loves to kiss you. He loves kissing you on the lips because of the way his heart stutters every time he pulls away. He kisses your cheek when he has to go off for work each morning. He leaves forehead kisses for intimate moments at night when the both of you are tired and snuggled up close for the night.

He enjoys cooking you breakfast in the morning. It makes his day when he sees your eyes light up. He loves to eat breakfast with you and talk about what the day's plans are.

He loves your cooking. He never got to enjoy home cooked meals in the labs so now he gets to indulge.

Tells you witty jokes and gets surprised when you tell a come back, he will laugh and banter on. He loves that he has someone who can humor him when he makes comments about certain topics.

Loves to use his powers on you, whether it be comforting or sexual. He loves the reaction on your face when he uses his powers to wrap energy around you in a hug. Or when you gasp because he smacked your ass from across the room. Or when you're working from home, you're on the phone and you feel a slight pressure on your clit; you turn your head and see him smirking. (this might be the plot to my next fic)

Peter hates to see you cry when you're sad, it reminds him of the children when he was still in the lab. He will hold you in his lap and cradle your head against his chest. He will shush you if you try to apologize about your emotions, “Because crying is healthy, y/n. Now let it all out for me.”

When you have bad days he holds you. He takes care of everything while he holds you together, you're not allowed to fix anything. He never truly got to take care of anyone in the lab and now that he has you he uses you as an outlet for his nurturing side.

Peter loves to dance with you. You were invited to this gala once and got to dress up and dance the night away, he loved slow dancing with you. 

There are times when he just wants to lay in bed with you and just relish in the warmth he feels from you. The way your skin feels against his and the beating of your heart. 

When you suffer from not being able to sleep, Peter will be there every step of the way. Holding you close, trying to get you to relax. If all else fails he will use his powers to get you to relax and ease into sleep.

Peter loves going on summer vacations with you, beach trips are a must. The first time his foot made contact with hot sand on the beach he freaked out because he didn't know it would feel like that, you also came home with a shit ton of shells that day.