ANGEL’S NAVIGATION STATION

can’t even fault the cattons for being so horrifically stupid and easily manipulated because i too would allow this little freak into my life and take everything if he looked at me with those precious baby blues.

Just Oliver having to look up at people

I...I just wanna wake up next to the f/o and cuddle them as the sun slowly rises. As we give each other sleepy kisses and tell each other about our dreams. Is that too much to ask for?

Baby | Eddie Munson

Warnings! NSFW 17+, (Unprotected) penetrative sex, incredible overuse of pet names, choking, fingering (Fem receiving), dirty talk, teasing, overstimulation, dumbification (If you squint), not so slight breeding kink, Drug use, degradation.. i think. My very lazy writing.

A/n: This isn’t very well proofread.. sorry bout that. I’d rlly appreciate requests, they mean that i can continuously give you guys content that you wanna see :) Thank @margeeeee01 for the request <3

“Oh my. what have i done to deserve such a beautiful smile?”

“God i wanna fuck you so bad.”

She stood outside of his trailer, twiddling her thumbs and picking at the skin. She had knocked once mere seconds ago but she had been given no response. As she prepared to turn on her heal to just leave, the door swung open dramatically. She jumped, hearing it smack into the wall of the trailer. “Y/n?” his voice was low, quiet and calm. She hung her head, fumbling with her rings. “You wanna uhh come in?” he asked, taking a step backward, giving her room to enter. She nodded, stepping into the trailer.

It was warm and homely, a bit messy, but homely. She took a deep breath, facing away from where Eddie stood. Her heart skipped a beat when he placed a hand on her back, asking a quiet, “You okay, Sweetheart?”, the nickname making her stomach flip. She took a deep breath, turning to face him. She looked up at him, his brown doe eyes flickered worriedly across her face. A pained smile pulled at her lips and he pulled her in for a hug. “I didn’t know where else to go.” she spoke quietly. He placed a hand on her head and raked it through her hair, rubbing small circles onto her back. “Shh its okay doll. You’re welcome here anytime, you know that.” he consoled, pulling away from her. He lifted up her face with his forefinger and thumb.

“Now you wanna tell me what happened or do you just wanna hang out?” he asked, watching how her eyes sparkled innocently in the dingy light of the trailer. “Jus wanna hang out. Can we?” she asked quietly, closing her eyes in contempt as his fingers brushed the soft skin of her cheekbone, wiping away a stray tear. “Course Princess. Whatever you want.” he said quietly, leaning down to press a gentle kiss on her lips. They moved slowly, their bodies pressing together. The cold metal of Eddies chunky rings rubbed over the soft skin of her slightly exposed tummy. “So pretty.” he whispered against her lips. “Why thank you.” she giggled, laying her head on his chest as they swayed side to side.

“Wanna smoke?” he asked, looking down at her again. She nodded enthusiastically, pulling him over to his room. He laughed fondly at her excitement, shutting his bedroom door and reaching into the pocket of his leather jacket, pulling out some pre-rolled joints and a two cigarettes. He placed a joint between his lips, lighting it and taking a puff. He blew the smoke out, leaning his head back as he did. She looked at him from her place on his bed. She sat, eyes wide and glossy, watching him walk over to her, spliff in hand. He handed it to her, watching in as she grabbed it gently and brought it up to her lips.

they smoked for a few hours, effectively hot boxing eddies room. They sat in a comfortable silence, her hands in her lap, eddies left hand on her thigh. he took a moment to admire her outfit. she had on a cute little care bears top that ended just above her belly button; and a pink mini skirt. Her thighs and stomach looked deliciously soft, Eddie couldn’t stop

himself from staring. “You look really pretty babe.” he said, stroking the plush skin of her thigh, massaging it gently. “All for you Eds. Just for you.” she mumbled quietly. he smiled to himself, shuffling do that he was sat in front of her. he grabbed hold of her face in his hand, the cool metal of his rings burned against her cheek. “Say that again doll.” he said lowly, looking down at her with his signature smirk. She swallowed thickly, turning her head from him. “Uh uh princess. look at me when im talking to you, yeah?” he said softly, making her look at him again and stroking her hair. if eddie didn’t know any better he’d have missed the way she -not so subtly- clenched her thighs together.

“I only look pretty for you Eddie.” she said a little louder, looking up at him with desperate and needy eyes. He swiped his thumb over her perfectly saliva glossed lips, putting it in his mouth. “Good girl. My good girl.” he praised, stoking her cheek with his saliva coated thumb. If it was anyone else she would have cringed hard, but alas she found herself smiling at him like a fucking fool.

“Oh my what have i done to deserve such a beautiful smile, hmm?” he asked, his heart swelling at her dumb and innocent smile. He adored how angelic she looked despite all the sinful things he wanted to do to her. he chuckled to himself at her little “dunno.” in response to his question. “You’re so cute princess. Such a dumb and cute little slut for me.” he smiled innocently as the words left his mouth. he took a risk with that sentence, but he almost creamed his pants when her smile got wider and her eyes glossier at his words, “You like that huh? like when i call you a dumb pretty slut, hmm?”, she nodded shyly.

“Uh uh, use that pretty mouth’. Tell me, use your words baby.” She swallowed, nervous under his gaze. “Mmhm, i like it a lot Eddie.” she spoke quietly, fighting the urge to cover her face with her hands. “God i wanna fuck you so bad.” he said, snaking his hand round her throat and squeezing gently. She didn’t know what was going on between her and Eddie, but what she did know is that when he placed his hand on her throat and squeezed gently, she felt her stomach flutter and her mind go blank.

“Eddie. please.” she whined. he tutted, squeezing harder on her neck. “Nice try princess. Whining wont get you anywhere, now strip.” He demanded, and she did as she was told, starting with her shoes, then her top and skirt. She stopped when she was only in her bra and thong. His gaze never left her body as she shuddered at the awfully loud silence. “C’mon, take it all off, pretty. ” He said, just watching her from a distance. He loved the curve of her waist and the chubbiness of her thighs. and het stomach oh fuck her stomach was soft and cute. she looked to innocent and pretty in her cute pink bra and her matching panties that said “Babygirl.” in big white letters on her ass.

“fuck are those for me kitty?” he asked, pulling her closer to him. She nodded shyly, turning around and giving him full view of her ass. “God you have such a pretty ass princess. So cute.”

Eddie unbuckled his belt and held it in his hands, watching her remove her underwear. “You got nice boobs too.” He smiled, unable to take his eyes off of her chest. He sat, spreading his legs and beckoning for her to come over. She complied giggling sweetly at how gentle he was with her. “Sit on my lap, doll.” she did as he said, straddling his hips. He grabbed her face and pulled her in for a rough kiss. It felt good, tasted good too. She could taste the faint tang of cherry slurpee he drank and the weed he smoked on his lips. Addictive. She moaned into the kiss, feeling his hand snake up her waist. The kiss was feverish and erratic, his hands grabbed her ass, groping the naked flesh, spanking her every now and again.

“You taste good.” she moaned, pulling away and looking into his eyes.

“Oh yeah? What do i taste like baby?” he spoke in her ear as their hips moved together in tandem, his voice more gruff and deep. She kissed him again, whimpering when he ran his nails up and down her back gently.

“Like cherries and weed.” she mumbled against his cheek, pressing a soft kiss there then moving to his neck. She left warm, open mouthed kisses on him, stopping to suck just under his jaw. He made a sound that was almost a whine when she ran her tongue over the newly formed hickey just under his jaw; he looked at her, pressing a small kiss to her lips and pulling away abruptly, as she was still a little fucked up because if the weed.

“You still wanna do this princess?” he asked softly, cupping her face and rubbing his thumb over her cheek and lips. She nodded enthusiastically, leaning in to kiss him again. Eddie pulled back, a serious look in his eyes. “Words, love. Use them.” he said, as she pouted at the lack of action. “Please fuck me Eds. I want it. I want you.” she whispered into his ear.

“Good girl. Thats all i needed to hear.” He picked her up and placed her onto his bed, pulling his shirt over his head and throwing it somewhere in his room. he unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down teasingly, watching how she anticipated his next moves. Kicking off his jeans, he leant back over her kissing her lips roughly. “U wanna suck my cock princess?” he asks kindly, smiling hard at her excited nod. He shuffles backward as she positions herself on his bed, on all fours, mouth open and ready.

“So so pretty. All for me.” He said, pulling down his boxers and stroking himself a few times. He placed the tip on he tongue, watching as she immediately wrapped her pretty lips around him and began to suck on the sensitive head. He stifled a moan, pushing himself further into her mouth. “You take me so well sweetheart. So fucking well.” he spoke breathlessly. He pulled out of her mouth for a second, watching as she stroked his cock slowly, a small smile on her face as she looked up at him. Fuck he was so in love with her. “Open up, cutie. I wanna fuck that pretty mouth of yours.” he spoke as he pushed himself back into her mouth.

She hummed in response and instantly started sucking him off again, humming around him so she could hear his beautiful moans and whines.

"Mmmhm, yeah. Like that baby.” He thrusted into her mouth slowly. She felt him hit the back of her throat a couple times, and she’d be lying if she said she didn’t love it. “Fuck, you’re so good for me." He said in between his moans. She looked up at him, his eyes were closed-eyebrows furrowed-and his pretty pink lips slightly parted. God he was hot. He held her hair in a ponytail, and began to fuck her face, making her gag. It was unexpected and honestly a little painful but she toughed it out and breathed hard through her nose. Tears gathered in her eyes, falling down her cheeks, mascara coming down with them.

“Fuck, gag on my cock pretty girl.” he grunted, thrusting harder into her throat. “You make me feel so good, you know that princess?” She just looked up at him, her eyes glossy with tears. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum. You gonna swallow it like a good girl aren’t you?“ All she could do was moan, and use her hand to help him finish. He threw his head back and bit down on his lower lip, holding back a particularly loud groan. In just a few seconds he was cumming in her mouth. He pulled out and watched as she swallowed it all. “Holy shit baby. That was so good, so so good.” he praised, smoothing her hair back into place and wiping her tears.

“You wanna cum baby?” he asked, leaning down so that their faces were level. She just pulled him in for an aggressive kiss. He hovered above her, holding himself up so he didn’t crush her. He placed his thigh between her legs, allowing her to grind on him as they continued to kiss. Her eyes fluttered shut as a quiet moan slipped from her lips. “How’s that feel, Sweetheart?” he asked, her clit rubbing against his thigh, a string of moans and curses spilled from her lips. “So good Eddie. Feels so good.” she whined against his lips.

His left hand snaked down her waist, all the way down to her cunt. Two fingers ran up and down her folds before slowly pushing them in. “Oh fuck, Eddie.” He curled his fingers inside her, watching how she shook and writhed with every movement. Eddie then moved to her clit, rubbing in small circular motions, her eyes rolling back in her head, her thighs shaking hard and her mouth fallun open as he moved his fingers at an almost inhuman pace. “Jesus christ! That feels so good baby, so so good.” she cried out, holding onto his wrist tightly. “Right there Eddie, don’t fucking move.” she almost screamed at him. He did as she asked, focusing his fingers on that exact spot. He moved a little fast and with a little more aggression, sensing that she was close. “God i’m gonna- Oh fuck!” she moaned out, biting down on his shoulder. Eddie smiled as she practically cried from the release. So cute. He pushed his fingers back into her, before pulling them out and bringing them to his lips. “You tase good, Sweetheart.” was all he said before pulling her to the edge of his bed.

“I wanna fuck you now Darlin’. Can I?” he asked, his big doe eyes shining innocently. How could she deny him when he looked at her with so much adoration, so much love. Was it love? She didn’t know and she didn’t care to ask, all she was certain of was that she needed him right then and there.

“Please do it Eds, I need you real bad.” she whimpered against his lips, going to kiss his cheek and pushing some stray hairs away. “Such a pretty, pretty boy.” she complimented, seeing a gentle blush settle on his cheeks and ears. “I fucking love you, Princess.” he said before pushing the tip of his cock into her. She didn’t even get chance to respond before he was the whole way inside of her. “Fuck you’re so big Eddie. Hurts.” she whispered, her lip quivering at the stretch.

“Hey, hey, I know it hurts puddin’. You wanna stop?” he asks, gently caressing her cheek. She thought for a second before shaking her head and looking away from him. “What did i say? Look at me when i’m talking and use your words baby.” he said, forcing her to look at him. “I wanna keep going Eds. Please fuck me. Please.” she begged, thrusting herself onto him to feel some friction.

“Atta girl.”

He fucked her slow and hard, pushing himself deeper with every thrust. She dug her nails into his shoulders, pulling him down so he was hovering above her. “Kiss me Eddie.” she whined, letting go of his shoulder blades, and holding his face. He smiled and leant down to kiss her gently. It was a mess of tongue and teeth, but to them it was perfect. He moved inside of her slowly, his right hand placed on her hip, his left keeping him from crushing her.

He dipped his head down, moving to kiss her neck, focusing on the spot just above her collar bone. She stifled a moan, feeling the softness of his lips on the skin of her neck. He sucked hard on the spot before moving back up to her lips. She loaned into the kiss, feeling his hand move from her waist to her clit.

“Oh fuck.” she whimpered, her eyes fluttering shut. Eddie watched the look of pure bliss on her face, standing upright and continuing his assault on her clit. “Hey, keep those pretty eyes open. Look at me baby.” he ordered, watching as her eyes opened reluctantly. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer to her, whining and pushing herself onto him. “Use your words sweetheart. What do you want me to do, hmm?” he asked, leaning back down to place a chaste kiss in her lips.

“Fuck me. Fuck me hard and please don’t stop.” and with that he picked up his pace, holding onto her waist. He thrusted hard and fast, relishing in her moans and cries. Her mind went foggy, the sounds of their skin and his hushed groans made her stomach flip. He put his hand on her lower stomach and pressed down gently. “Can you feel me baby? You feel that sweetheart?” he asked, watching as she nodded her head, her eyes glossed and teary. “Jesus you’re so deep Eddie!” she cried out, feeling his hand trail down to her clit. “Oh fuck me! Eddie Please!” She yelled out, her lefs shaking hard.

“You’re so good baby. Feel so good for me.” He mumbled, focusing on making her cum. He lifted on of her legs so that her ankle was on his shoulder. The new angle made her yelp, his cock brushing up against her g-spot. “You like that Sweetheart?” he asked smugly, looking down at her fucked out state. Her eyes rolling back in her head, her pretty lips parted as a string of broken moans and incoherent curses spilled from the plump, pink flesh. “You look so gorgeous like this, Angel. All fucked up and pretty, like a little slut.” he praised, grabbing onto her cheeks and squishing them together. When he let go, she opened her mouth for his thumb to take its place between her lips.

“God, you’re so hot baby.”

Eddie bottomed out, burying himself to the hilt before pulling out. Y/n whined at the emptiness, looking up at him with desperate, pleading eyes. “Eddie please. I was so fucking close. Let me fucking cum!” She whined, feeling eddies hand instantly wrap around her neck. “You better watch that pretty fucking mouth of yours, or you’re not cumming, you understand?” he said, pulling her closer to him and looking straight into her eyes, watching the fear and arousal swim through her mind. “On your knees. Now, pretty girl.” She didn’t even have chance to fully comprehend because Eddie had already pushed his cock back into her cunt, his pace unrelenting but steady, y/n was on her knees, her ass up and face down, crying into Eddie Munson’s pillow. She never thought the day would come where she could say let alone do such a thing. It felt a little wrong if she was being honest. They were from completely different cliques but here they were; Eddie ‘The Freak’ Munson balls deep inside of Y/n, one of the most popular girls in school.

A hand came down on her ass, pulling her from her thoughts. “Fuck your ass is so pretty, love the way it moves when i fuck you like this.” He spanked her again, pawing at the soft, thick flesh of her ass. “Please baby, Don’t stop fucking me like that. Oh fuck.” she moaned into his pillow. He pulled her head up but her hair, almost creaming at the whoreish sound she made. “Fuck i wanna come inside you. Wanna fill you up so babd babe.” he whispered into her ear as she closed her eyes, the pleasure becoming almost unbearable. “You gonna let me cum inside your pretty little cunt Sweetheart, huh? Gonna let me fill you up?” he asked, grabbing onto one of her boobs with his left hand, his right moving to rub circles on her clit.

“Fuck please cum inside me Eddie! I’m so fucking close.” she whined, throwing her head back against his shoulder. He licked a stripe up her neck, sucking just below her ear, nipping and sucking on her where he could. He felt her clench around her, trying his hardest to let her cum first, her warmth and tightness making it damn bear impossible. “Cum for me Y/n. You can do it baby.” he encouraged, his voice sultry and deep right next to her ear. “Such a good girl for me. Gonna cum all over my cock, hmm? You gonna make a mess for me Darlin’?” he mumbled into her shoulder. She nodded, whimpering and moaning as her orgasm neared. His hand rubbed circles onto her clit at and almost inhuman, erratic pace. His thrusts, sharp and fast, his hips and her ass meeting every few seconds. Eddie’s cock brushed her cervix, her cunt tightening around his cock with every thrust. She felt the warmth pool in her stomach and her mind went blank. “Oh Eddie! Im - fuck- coming!” she squealed, clenching around his cock, forcing him to release inside of her.

“Fuck i’m gonna fill you up so much sweetheart.” He whimpered, burying his head into her neck. “God you’re such a filthy slut letting me fill you up like this.” he laughed, as she fell limp against his chest. Eddie pulled out, watching as an unholy amount of cum spilled from her soaking cunt. “Lift that ass up for me real quick babe.” he said, kneeling on his carpeted floor. “Shuffle back for me love, i wanna clean you up.” she smiled deviously. She pushed her ass out toward him and spread her legs. “Fuck. Your tight little cunt looks so fucking good right now babe. So fucking good.” he said, his hand coming down harshly on her right cheek and then her left, her abrupt whimpers falling upon his ears. He grabbed a handful of her ass, shoving his tongue in her cunt and licking his cum out of her. She moaned and whined, writhing as he sucked and lapped at her cunt.

“Ah Eddie please baby. I can’t! It feels too fucking good! Holy fuck.” she yelled out, moving her ass back and forth on his face. “That’s it sweetie, grind that ass on my face. Just like that hmfh-“ he was silenced by you pushing your pussy right onto his face, damn near suffocating him between you ass and thighs. “Fuck i wanna cum on your tongue Eddie.” y/n cried, genuine tears falling from her face, onto his bed. He spanked her ass again, grabbing her thighs. “Fuuuhhhhck! You feel good Eddie! So good! I’m so close.” She mumbled into his pillow, grinding her ass on his face harder than she had before.

“God i’m Coming Eddie! I fucking coming!” It felt as if she was exploding, she felt the liquid come out of her, there was more than there usually was.

If Eddie could speak he probably would have said something along the lines of “Fuck that was hot baby.” however his face was shoved between her ass and thighs and it sort of came out as a fumble of noises and muffled huffs. Her hips stuttered and her thighs shook violently. Eddie continued to lap up the cum that flowed from her pussy. “Eddie I cant take anymore. Please!” she whimpered, sobbing and shaking. He licked a final stripe from her clit to her cunt. “Holy shit you’re so gorgeous sweetheart.” he said, standing up and wiping his mouth on his shirt.

Her quiet sobs finally became clear to him and he immediately began to walk toward her. “Oh baby, I’m so sorry. You okay?” he asked, turning her over. He lifted her into his lap, rubbing her back. “Was i too rough? Did I hurt you?” he asked gently, his brows pushed together and his head tilted to the side. “No it was jus’ a little overwhelming. ‘M Okay though.” She mumbled , stuttering and and breathing hard through her mouth. “Oh was my tongue a little to much for you sweetheart? ‘M sorry baby.” he smiled, kissing her cheek then down to her neck, and back up to her lips. “You did a good job taking me baby. Such a good job honey.” He praised, peppering her with sweet soft kisses. “Thank you Eddie.” she smiled, holding his face gently and pressing a soft and passionate kiss on his lips. “No problem sweetheart.”

i’ll update when i wake up

may we all wake up tomorrow with less heavy hearts

Oliver Quick x Fem!Reader

Warning: 18+ MDNI, jealous!Ollie, choking, my terrible grammar 😚

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now we all know that oliver is an obsessive lover. that much is clear. he wants to be with you hell he needs it. it feels like part of him is missing when you’re gone. he can’t stop himself from touching you the minute you walk through his dorm room door. the second you enter the threshold his hands are on you, fingers stroking your cheeks, lips on yours. he just cannot get enough.

if he could crawl inside your ribcage and live by your heart forever he’d do it in a heartbeat. having his thick cock burried deep inside you is the next best thing to him. fucking you raw and deep is intimate in way nothing else is. there’s just something so raw and personal about him being the only person who gets to see you splayed out on his bed, your hands tangled in his hair, your soft eyes looking into the icy blue of his own, all while his cock lays embedded within you.

much like felix, he doesn’t like to share what’s his. he won’t. he likes having you all to himself. and he likes being yours. this causes him to get a little (a lot) jealous when he sees you with other guys. if michael looks at you too long he makes sure to protectively place his hand on your thigh, squeezing ever so gently to let his ‘friend’ know that you’re off limits. does oliver see michael as competition? of course not! but he does know how badly michael wanted to be where he is now, his cock in your tight pussy, ravaging you like it was his birthright. of course he knew that’s how michael felt, because thats how he felt during those first few weeks of university after seeing you for the first time. he felt like a horny high schooler with a crush way out of his league (in his opinion). when you said his named for the first time he could have came in his jeans then and there, you were just so beautiful. so, so beautiful. now you were all his.

i wouldn’t put it past him to fuck the ever-loving shit out of you when you get back to the dorms. it’s not that he doesn’t trust you, god he trusts you with his life. he doesn’t trust everyone else. maybe he’s a little insecure but all that goes out the window when he’s driving himself into you, his hand grasping your throat- not hard enough to bruise but firm enough to get the message across- he cock so hard and thick that it feels like he may break you.

he moves his hand up to your cheek lightly tapping to get your attention watching the way your glassy eyes focus on him and only him. good.

“who do you belong to, hmm?” he asks, his thrusts never faltering, his cock so deep inside you, you were sure you could feel it in your stomach. “you” it was barely above a whisper, tears of pure ecstasy flowing down your soft cheeks. he needed to hear it, he needed to feel it. he ceases his thrusts immediately, smiling devilishly at the whine that escapes your kiss bitten lips. “who do you belong to, sweetheart? don’t make me ask again.” his hand is back round your throat, a tighter grip this time. you can barely breathe but it brings you so close to the edge. “You! Oliver. Im yours all yours.” it comes out almost like a prayer, an act of pure devotion and love. it was true. you didn’t want or need anyone else when you had such a beautiful man to wreck you and put you back together again every time. he gives you a smile of satisfaction, it’s almost condescending, but by god does it stir your stomach.

“there’s my good girl.”

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Star Crossed| Armando Aretas | Teaser

✩Description: Requested by @nelo0wesker : “Enemies to lovers Armando X reader. Readers in the mafia while Armando in the cartel”

✩ Pairing : Armando Aretas x Fem!reader

✩ Genre : Dark Mafia Romance

✩ Warnings: 17+ (smut in later chapters, Violence, Drug usage, Gang Violence, Sexual/Dark themes, Child endangerment, source accurate violence, bad language, death, my awful spelling and grammar, my terrible Spanish translations (i’m a little rusty), made up characters

✩ Fandom: Bad Boys

✩ Taglist : @nelo0wesker @twinklestarslight @mzbeautii96 @geneziesm @mcotton0928 @omg-mymelaninisbeautiful @sunrisesfromthewest

✩ A/n: i didn’t know how i could put this in one post so its going to be a multi part fic! i really hope yall enjoy this . i should be updating weekly (hopefully..) pls lmk if you wanna be added to the taglist or if you would like a rundown of the characters xx

anywayss…

Teaser under the cut !! * *‧.₊˚*੭*ˊᵕˋ੭.*

enjoy!! :)

Star Crossed| Armando Aretas

“But Dad, why?” she huffed, throwing her arms in the air in frustration.

“Because i said no.”

“But thats not a good enough answer.”

“Y/n, seriously, leave it alone.” he responded, shooting her a glance.

“But I have been training my whole life for this! How am i supposed to take over one day if you can’t trust me to do this?!” she was seething with rage, her nails digging into her palms. She had been told she could ‘go out in the field’ once she had completed her training and was now being denied that right. To say it pissed her off was a serious understatement.

“Mom would want me to do this!”

“Your mother is dead! She cannot want anything! You’re not going and that is final!”

She took a step back, tears welling in her eyes. Ever since her mother had died on a mission, her father had become cold and distant. It was almost as if he never cared for her.

“Thats not fair , and you know it,” she spoke through gritted teeth, her hands balled up in fists at her sides. “If you really don’t want me there despite me being your best agent, fine. But when it all goes to shit, don’t ask me to help.”

She left her fathers office, the thud of her boots following her. Her father sighed, holding his face in his hands. Y/n was just like her mother, dedicated, hardworking, and undeniably stubborn. She couldn’t understand why her father wouldn’t allow her to assist the team on this mission. She thought he was coddling her, holding her back from her full potential. But in reality, he was protecting her.

She stomped all the way to her room, throwing herself on the plush mattress. Her bedroom door clicked open, the sound of kitten heels on the hardwood floors piquing her attention.

“Little one, what did i tell you about shoes on the bed?” the sweet and comforting voice of her childhood nanny, Rosetta, made her huff out a breath she didn’t know she had been holding. “Sorry Miss Rosetta.” she apologised, unlacing her boots and placing them by her bed. “Good, now what’s with that face? Pretty girls like you shouldn’t frown like that.” Rosetta smiled softly, sitting next to her. Her hair was bouncy and smelled like shea butter and coconut oil. Her makeup was light and refreshing, making her look younger than she really was, though Y/n would never point that out because she knew how sensitive Rosetta was about her looks. she dressed unlike the house staff you would expect to find in a home like Y/n’s, more like a rich aunt rather than a nanny.

“Dad is being difficult again.” Y/n grumbled, crossing her arms, her lip slightly jutted out. Rosetta smiled softly at her, the wrinkles by her eyes becoming more prominent. “Now Miss Y/n, you know he is just looking out for you. He doesn’t want you to get hurt, or worse.” she reasoned, petting y/n’s hair. Rosetta was painfully aware of what had happened to Y/n’s mother, and knew it was a sensitive subject, so she made sure to tread lightly.

Y/n stood from her place on the bed, pacing around her lavish room. “But i am not a baby anymore and he knows that! I am one of the most skilled people on the team but he still treats me like a child. It’s not fair!” she argued, her frustration becoming more and more apparent in the way she spoke.

Rosetta smiled, “Well i can’t blame him when you act like this. If i didn’t know any better, i’d say you were having a temper tantrum,” she joked, her tone light, a gentle grin on her face. Y/n rolled her eyes in response, walking back to her bed. Rosetta held her arms open for her, as she used to when Y/n was younger. She laid her head in Rosetta’s lap, allowing the older woman to rake her fingers through her hair, the tension melting from her body.

“Look, Munchkin, your Baba cares about you. He wants you to be safe, and so do i. He has already lost so much, he cannot lose you too.”, Rosetta affirmed, looking down at the sweet girl in her lap. She looked almost the same as she did when she was a child, still soft and precious, but fiercer and somehow more headstrong.

Y/n often despised the way that no matter what Rosetta said, she made sense, she always made sense. “Now dinner will be ready soon, will you be coming down?” She asked, looking down at the girl curled up in her lap.

“I will, but i’m not talking to him.”

The dinner was quiet as ever, just Y/n and her father sat at the table on opposite ends, the same way it had been since her mother died. Rosetta stood off to the side, refilling their glasses whenever they emptied.

“Silent treatment? Real mature Y/n, real mature.” he father stated, taking a sip from the glass of water Rosetta had poured for him. Y/n stood her ground. She wasn’t trying to be childish or petty, she was trying not to to say something she would regret later on, for she did not have a good grasp on the sharp tongue she inherited from her father. Though, it did make arguments with him all the more interesting. “The target is called Benit-”

“Im not going remember? why would you tell me?” she interrupted harshly, her jaw clenched and eyes glaring daggers at her father. “You exhaust me, daughter, you really do.” Her dad sighed, taking a forkful of food and putting it into his mouth. “I’m just trying to fill the silence that you insist upon, because you are too spoiled to take no for an answer, but i guess that is not good enough for you, because nothing ever is.” he grumbled, knowing perfectly well that she would hear every word.

“I insist on the silence, because at least when it’s silent my very existence isn’t being insulted.” she quipped back, cutting up her food and shoving some in her mouth in a hurried attempt to shut herself up. Her father may be head of one of the most powerful mafia families in the world, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t her dad.

“Well maybe if you just did as you were told for once, without questioning my every decision i wouldn’t have to call you out on your petulance!”

“Oh I’m petulant? Says the man who won’t let anyone do anything because he’s too afraid!”

“You are just like your mother, always flying off the handle, not thinking before acting!”

“Mom never listened to your stupid demands and orders!”

“Look where that got her!, the silence was so deafening you could hear a pin drop. “Honey I-”

“How could you say something like that? She did nothing but love you and this is how you talk about her? You berate her for the only mistake she ever made, which was protecting me! She was perfect, never cursed, was polite and knew how to handle herself without getting herself into trouble. You tell me i am just like her?! Well i wish i was like her, maybe then you wouldn’t view me so negatively . Or maybe you would, because that’s exactly how you view her.” Her fists slammed against the table as she rose from her chair.

“Miss Y/n-”

“Miraculously my appetite has gone, thank you for the food though Rosetta.” and with that, she left to her room.

“I dont even want to hear it, Rose” her father huffed, his brows furrowed and his hands clenched together.

“You are both in the wrong. That’s all.” She smiled, placing her hand on Claude’s shoulder, her thumb grazing the fabric of his well tailored suit.

“I know.”

“Hey Boss?” a tall man, of a muscular build walked up to the table, papers in hand. “Yes Lorenzo?” Claude responded, rubbing his temple with his fingers. “I got everything i could on our target from our guy inside, but his tracker just went dead.” Lorenzo admitted, his head low, making sure not to make eye contact with his boss.

“What do you mean his tracker went dead?” Claude breathed, his fist slamming on the table top, causing Rosetta to jump while she cleaned up. “I mean his tracker was on and then it wasn’t.” Lorenzo asserted, huffing out a breath.

“You think this is funny, Enzo?” Claude stood up, grabbing the collar of Lorenzo’s shirt in his fist and and pulling his face closer toward his own.

“No boss.” Claude stared right into Lorenzo’s eyes, his teeth clenched in fury.

“Fix it.”

“Well, we think he may have been discovered, and you know, blown his cover.” Enzo responded calmly, knowing if he reacted the way he wanted to he’d be out of a job, and possibly a life. “Damn you Aretas.” he sighed, his knees suddenly becoming weak.

“Boss!”

“Claude!”, Rosetta ran to his side, holding him up as Lorenzo helped her situate him in the chair. “Kill him, i dont care what you have to do to make it happen. i want him dead.”

“Miguel. Ven aqí (come here)” a gruff voice demanded silence from a small group of men playing a round of Cheat, at a table in the middle of a worn down garage.

“Yeah Jay?” Miguel answered, a sweet smile gracing his lips, his two gold canines on full display.

“Did you do what i asked you to?” he was strangely calm, his left eyebrow slightly raised in mock amusement.

“Yeah of course i did.” Miguel answered, his hands moving straight to his pockets. He was lying.

“What did i ask you to do, hmm?” Jay’s hand made its way to Miguels face, squishing the skin in his hand, as the panic started and sweat began to settle on his forehead. ‘oh shit, what did he ask me to do,’ he thought, trying hard to remember the simple task he was asked to complete.

“I asked you to count the money.”

“Oh yeaaah count the money,” his response was delayed and drawn out, a clear indication that he had not in fact counted the money like Jay had asked him to.

“You see, Compa (friend), i asked you to do one thing,huh? Una cosa (one thing) , and you couldn’t even do that,” Miguel looked his ‘friend’ up and down, he was clearly upset, he fucked up.. bad.

before he could utter an apology for his incompetence he felt the cool end of a gun against his temple. “One thing buddy, thats all i asked. Look man, I knew you were stupid, but i didn’t know all that food you ate inhibited your brain functions!” Jay’s words were like venom. He was never nice to anyone but this was too far, even for him.

“Look man, i got distracted, I’m sorry, i’ll count the racks up before Boss gets back, i swear just don’t shoot.” he begged, tears beginning to well in his eyes.

“I should shoot ya’ in ya’ head, maybe it’ll rearrange your brain, make you useful, hmm?” he spat, digging the barrel of the gun further into his skull. “Or maybe i should shoot ya’ dick off, maybe then you’ll spend less time thinking about las putas (the whores) we see on the street and more time thinking about the simple fucking things i ask your dumbass to do!”

“Please man, you know i have a wife and kids, man. I am begging you.”

“Damn, i forgot about that pretty little thing you call your wife. fuck, you think if if i shoot you i could play step daddy for you, hmm? Keep your side of the bed warm. Snuggle up with ya’ Mrs, give her some good- ”

*Bang*

The sound of a gunshot resounded through the garage. Miguel checked himself over for bullet holes as Jay’s body hit the ground with a heavy thud, his gun falling from his grasp.

“Louis.” Armando said, watching the blood pour from Jay’s lifeless body and pool around him. “Yeah boss?,” a young boy, no older than 19 stood abruptly from his seat at the card table, almost knocking his chair over.

“Clean that up will you? I hate rats.”

“Yes boss.”

“And Miguel? Go count the money before i bury you with him.”

“Yes, boss.”

Hope you enjoyed the teaser!! the first part will be out soon xx

so real

When they’re stretching and their boxer band and happy trail become visible…

hii ^.^ Im heavily obsessed with fics that have something to do with angst, so i’m requesting sensitive! reader getting into a heated argument with Eddie which causes her to cry. This is something I relate to so it would be wonderful if you could do something like this!!

Hiiiiii!! I hope i did your request justice.. icl im not the best at writing angst but i swear i rlly did try with this one!!

A/n: Also a bit of background info, Chance ( a character mentioned in the story) is just a background character in Stranger Things season 4. He’s just so cute and i like him a lot. He and reader are just friends i swear. he doesn’t like her in that way dw!!

He’s so babygirl oml 😭^^… anyways.

Forgotten | Eddie Munson

Eddie Munson x Sensitive!Fem!Reader

Warning: Angst, Mean!Eddie (it’s justified), Jealousy, platonic!ChancexReader, Mentions of the basketball club, fluff, reader is referred to as a “princess”, Kinda Mean!Gareth and Mean!Jeff (it’s just for the plot pls don’t come for me).

Face it Eds, she’s just not coming.” Jeff spoke, patting him on the shoulder. They had sat waiting for Y/n for 15 minutes now. Eddie’s face displayed an expression of anger, almost as if to say “Shut the fuck up!”

“Maybe realised that you guys are too different, and she’s embarrassed to hang out with us.” Gareth laughed, obviously joking. Eddie didn’t see it that way. He rolled his eyes, a rather rude comment on the tip of his tongue that was quickly extinguished as Dustin pleaded for the campaign to begin. Eddie played it cool the rest of the night, hoping the guys were wrong and that she had just stayed at home that night and been unable to call.

Unfortunately for Eddie, Y/n wasn’t at home; she was in fact a few doors down, cheering on her friends at the basketball game.

As the night ended, Y/n and Chance made their way to his car, excited smiles on their faces as the cool night air swirled around them. “I can’t believe we won!” She exclaimed, adrenaline flowing through her as the thrill of the Tigers win coursed through her veins. “I’ve not seen a shot like that since.. well ever.” Chance smiled, running a hand through his dark hair as he reminisced about Lucas’ legendary winning shot during the final seconds of the game. He giggled at the excitement of his best friend, his smile only growing. “Do you need a ride home?” he asked, fumbling in his pocket for his car keys. She quickly waved him off, explaining that one of the girls had already offered to take her home. He smiled, and embraced her in a hug before jogging back to the guys to kickstart their celebratory party.

“Y/n?”

Her ears perked up at his voice and and she turned toward her boyfriend, seeing a somewhat defeated look on his face. “Eddie? What are you doing here, if i knew you were coming i wouldn’t have asked Tina to drive me home.” she giggled, hopping into his van and moving to hug him. Eddie shrank away from her, shuffling back against the door. “Eds? What’s wrong?”

“You missed it.” he stated quietly, looking down at his lap. She gazed at him, confusion in her expression. “What are you talking about?” she asked, trying to get him to meet her eyes. He turned his face away from her, attempting to hide the way his eyes glossed with tears.

“The DnD campaign? Y’know, the one i have been talking about nonstop for weeks.” Suddenly it dawned on her. She realised what he was talking about.

“Hey, i’m sorry. It’s just that this game was important to Chance and the campaign totally slipped my mind.” she explained, reaching a hand out to touch his face, he moved away from her again. Her brows furrowed as she pouted. “Yeah well this campaign was important to me y/n. It was really fucking important and you blew me off for some guy.” He responded, his voice raising slightly as he refused to look at her.

“Chance isn’t just some guy Eddie! We have been friends since we were in diapers, you can’t just expect me to ignore all my friends for you.” she scoffed, how could he say such a thing? He finally looked her in the eyes, his sadness turned to anger at her words. “I’m not asking you to ignore your friends! I’m asking you to act like i’m your boyfriend because i’m not sure if you noticed, but i am!” He seethed. Her bottom lip shook as her eyes began to gloss over with tears.

“Do you know how fucking hard it is to watch as you pour all your love and attention into your friends and leave none for me? You don’t even look at me in school, we only talk at night, it’s like all this is some bullshit game to you. When you’re sick of being a pretty princess with all your cool friends and your big ass house you come to me to get away from it all, like im some sort of distraction! Well newsflash Sweetheart, I’m a real person with real fucking feelings!” She had never seen him like this before. Sure Eddie could get loud and expressive but this was something else. Everything he said burned into her heart, his words causing her eyes to well with tears and her hands to tremble in her lap.

“Are you embarrassed by me, by us?” he mumbled, his anger reverting back to sadness. He turned to face her, and as a tear rolled down her cheek, a tidal wave of guilt flooded through him.

“Baby I-“

“Is that what you think? You think i’m embarrassed by you?” she murmured, her voice wavering as her head hung low. He reached out to cup her cheek, an apology on his lips. She flinched away from him, tears streaming down her warmed cheeks.

“I’m not ashamed of us! You are the only guy who i’ve been with that lets me be myself, my true, authentic self. I can’t do the things i do, or say the things i say with you with anyone else, Eddie! We only talk at night because I have to pretend to be this perfect girl all day and it’s the only time i feel free from my life. And I don’t talk to you in school because im afraid of what those guys will do to you if they find you with me! I do everything i do because i love you and i love being with you Eddie Munson. I have never been embarrassed by you. Never.” She ended with a choked sob, her shoulders quivering as she cried into her hands, the tears wetting the hem of her sweater. She reached for the door handle, ready to leave, before a calloused hand fell on top of hers.

Eddie placed his other hand under her chin, his thumb wiping the tears from her cheeks. “I didn’t mean to yell at you. I’m so sorry Sweetheart. I was just hurt that you forgot about me tonight and i shouldn’t have taken it out on you. I should’ve talked to you properly, y’know, not like a madman.” he chuckled at the last bit, attempting to lighten the sullen mood that had befallen them. She smiled softly, sniffling as the tears continued to stain her face. “Why didn’t you tell me you felt that way?” she mumbled, avoiding his gazed despite it being laced with love and affection for her. His smile dimmed a little, his thumb resting just under her left eye.

“I was afraid if i ever brought it up my worst fears would be confirmed.” he said, a sad smile gracing his pink lips. “What? That you’re guitar was stolen?” she joked, her heart swelling at the soft giggle that emitted from his lips. “No. That the only girl i’ve actually properly cared about didn’t love me the way i loved her.” his eyes found hers, the dim light of his van making them sparkle as the hues of brown swirled in his irises. She was taken aback by not only his beauty but the genuine love that poured from his words and seeped into the very core of her being. “I love you Eddie Munson. I don’t care whether you’re a basketball player or a loser that plays DnD, You’re my Eddie. And no amount of popularity is gonna change that.” she whispered, bringing his face closer to hers, their lips almost touching. He stared down at her lips for a moment before connecting them to his own, all his love for her seeping through the kiss. They moved slowly together, savouring the taste of one another, her hands quickly finding solace in the softness of his cheeks and jaw.

As they parted for air, Eddie placed another soft kiss to the back of her hand, look up at her, a gentleness in his tender gaze. “I’m sorry for hurting your feelings baby. I shouldn’t have talked to you like that. I know how easily word’s affect you and i’m so, so sorry for not thinking. Can you forgive me sweetheart?” he pleaded, placing another kiss to her hand before moving to placed their foreheads together. The smell of her shampoo and the softness of her skin annexed his senses and blurred his mind with the thought of her.

She pressed a simple kiss to the apple of his cheek, mumbling a quiet “You are forgiven” before encapsulating him in another breath taking kiss.

“But don’t ever yell at me again Munson.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it Baby.”

I’ve crawled out of hibernation to say

LOOK AT MY WIFE

Look at how cute he is oml. i freaking adore him.

AND TAZ SKYLAR IN THE LIVE ACTION?????

Pardon my French… BUT FUCKING HELL MAN

he is sooo

DEAR GOD SANJI VINSMOKE

I WANNA KISSY HIM ALL ON HIS FACE JESUS . H. CHRIT.

that is all.

he would deffo have fruity ass flavour as well

Modern day Felix would vape :3