Pt1 Pt2 Pt3(Hugo's part)Pt4(will probably get posted tomorrow!!)
Synopsis:Synopsis:You and hugo were childhood friends and he's had a hidden crush on you,you ended up meeting his dear teammate julian.Who will you choose🤔?
"You two really seem to be getting along" said hugo in his usual blank tone,but you could tell something was wrong.
"Why,you got a problem with it?"
"No,he's just...not exactly the kind of guy you would wanna get close to."
"And what's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing just forget about it,anyways I gotta go to sleep I've got training tomorrow morning.Sleep well." He said befor hanging up on you,you were left wondering,why is he acting like that?why is he acting like julian is suddenly a bad person?!is there something you don't know!?
You couldn't sleep that night,to busy thinking about what hugo said.Either ways you were gonna meet up with him tomorrow so you'd get the chance to talk out whatever was bothering him.
The next day at exactly 7pm,you two met at a park,but something about him seemed....off.He usually would never really bother with his appearance but today,you could acctually smell some cologne on him!and his hair,clothes,everything about him looked neater than usual!
Doubts started creeping your mind....could hugo....potentially have a crush on you!?After more than 13 years of friendship!?Is that way he seemed so....jealous?at how close julian was getting to you?!either ways it didn't matter for now.
"Well someone's looking nicer than usual!!and is that...cologne I'm smelling?!since when do you wear that?!"
"It's just some new deodorant,and...you like nice yourself.."
That compliment caught you off guard completely making you forget all about the "questions" you had for him.As you two began walking at the park and the sun was setting you saw an ice cream stand!how nice!who wouldn't want some ice cream in this heat?
"Do you want ice cream?"Hugo asks.
"Obviously,who wouldn't want ice cream in this heat!?"
"What flavor do you want?"
"Mhmmmm,vanilla,oreo,anddd.....cookie!,what flavor you getting??"
"Just vanilla.."
Hugo went to ice cream stand and got both of you guy's ice cream then handed it to you,as you went to give him the money for your ice cream he refused to take it.
"It's fine keep it."
"Come on don't be silly,here just take it I can't make you pay for my ice cream!"
"I told you it's fine,I'm not gonna accept any money from you."
"And why not!?"
He didn't answer,but you could tell that it had triggered something inside of him since his cheeks turned bright red.
Your suspicions of him having a crush on you only grew stronger.After a little while,you finally gathered up the courage to ask him the question that's been bothering you.
"Hugo,can I ask you something?"
"Mhm?what is it?"
"About yesterday.....you said julian wasn't the kind of guy I'd want to get close to?what's that supposed to mean?"
He stilled.the gears in his head stopping for a moment,as he struggled to anwser that.
"I told you it's nothing."
"Well if it's nothing then why don't you just tell me then!?is there something your hiding!?"
"He's just....not a good guy okay!?If I was you I wouldn't for him."
You step infront of him blocking his path.
"Hugo,I'm gonna ask you a question and don't try lying to me,do you have a crush on me?"
"....Ok fine-you caught me I do have a crush on you and I can't stand it when I see other guys trying to get close to you.I know we've been bestfriends for as long as we can remember but I can't suppress my feelings anymore."
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Synopsis:You and hugo were childhood friends and he's had a hidden crush on you,you ended up meeting his dear teammate julian.who will you choose🤔?
Pt1 Pt2
You and hugo have been best best friends for as long as you can remeber,you would walk to school together have play dates together and play together on the play ground.
Hugo started developing a crush on you when he was twelve.At first he didn't acknowledge it but as time went on it kept getting harder for him to hide his feelings.
There was a problem.He was scared that you didn't feel the same about him and he'd ruin your 12 years old relationship.So he decided that he'd confesse when the time felt right.
You two started spending less and less time together since,he was busy with football training and you were focused on school.
However,as summer time came around you were finally free!You were hoping to spend time with you childhood bestfriend except....he couldn't....
"What do you mean?!you have to train EVERY DAY during summer break too!?"
"I know it sucks,but it's just the way it is if I wanna fulfill my dream y'know"
"I know,I know....but it's just I've been looking forward to spending time with you...."
You sigh feeling defeated,little did you know that that sentence made the gears turn in his head!
"You could come over to my training center and hang out there,family and friends are allowed during non official training hours."
"Wait seriously?!Ok then I'll come hang there sometime."
And just like that you got your acces card to be able to come in the training center,and you went to it on a thursday at around 7pm.
You came in dressed casual in some shorts and t-shirt,you go to the field where hugo said he'd be with a friend.
When you got in the field you found hugo running some drills and next to him one of the most beautiful boys you've ever seen.
Gorgeous honey colored eyes full of life,brown skin that seemed golden and his hair that somewhat looked amazing even tho it was in a buzz cut.
You were distracted for about half a second before hugo introduced the two of you.
" your name,this is julian,julian this is your name"
"Nice to meet you" the boy said with a charming smile while extanding his hand for a handshake."Hugo's told me alot about you".
"Nice to meet you too",you chuckel awkardlg desperately trying to keep yourself together and not embarass yourself.
You weren't sure if the heat was making you feel this hot or if it was because of that handshake he gave,either ways you hoped he wouldn't have noticed your sweaty hands.
── you tell your boyfriend not to mark up your neck!
suggestive. interact at your own risk. includes (slight) dry humping & biting
starring: vivian hugo, teddy knight & michael kaiser
boyfriend! hugo who tries to listen but ends up losing control without realising.
“mhh— vivi..” you stifle a moan, shifting slightly on his lap in the backseat of his car. you laid your head on his shoulder, facing his neck while he ravaged yours. “not too high up—“
but your words were blurred into hugo’s ears. far too distracted to even bother. his hands firmly held your hips down, trying to reduce the constant movement and grinding against his hard. however you were much more persistent, trying to
after the both of you were done and back in your bedrooms did he realise how ruined your neck was. but it was too late.
“sorry cheri.. got carried away again..” he mumbled into your neck, hugging your waist.
boyfriend! teddy who is very aware of your words but couldn’t care less to listen.
your wrists were bounded by a neat light blue ribbon, your arms rested on teddy’s shoulders. meanwhile, teddy was comfortably holding you by the waist, slotted in between your thighs that wrapped around his hips.
“teddy—” his lips pressed against your neck, bruises from weeks before that were in the process of healing were marked again. teddy deliberately licking the same spot again, knowing you could feel the heat of his tongue tracing your neck.
despite your attempt in trying to stay quiet, you whimpered— giving him exactly what he wanted. he gave your waist quick squeeze before reaching for another mark below your jaw.
before he headed out for training the next day, he tossed you a bag full of designer clothes, most of them having turtlenecks high enough to cover his traces.
boyfriend! kaiser who just makes things worse, showing no remorse for his actions.
“kaiser you—!” without much time to react, your back was slammed against the wall. your legs wrapped around his waist in support. in retort, you pulled his hair hard.
he hissed, glaring at you from the corner of his eye. he sunk into your neck and bit down hard. you flinch and whine, that was his que to let go and swallow your noises with a kiss. you could feel him niping at your lips— asking to be let in.
he only moved back to your neck once you were out of breath. not even turtlenecks will be saving you from this one.
꒰ summary ꒱; hugo walks back into the room and immediately realizes the reasoning behind the silence between everyone.
꒰ content ꒱; mentions of violence and stalking, hugo is weird and possessive, rin gets mad at you :(
clue 9; stuck in the middle ✴︎
a deafening silence fell over the room, all of you exchanging glances of pure shock or horror.
before a word could be said, the door clicks open, the familiar crimson hair visible upon entry.
as soon as he'd noticed the tension in the air and his phone face-up on the armrest of the couch, he was well aware of what'd possibly happened.
"so," he trails off, hands shoved deep into his pockets, large frame towering over yours.
"i suppose all of you know by now?" he questions, irritation apparent in his tone.
"get away from her, hugo," isagi demands sternly, clearly against every move he'd made on you up until now.
"or what?" he replies, a condescending lilt in his voice.
"don't," rin threatened, deciding to oppose him too.
"you're acting like any of you can stop me."
"you're acting like we'd just let you do whatever bullshit it is you're trying to pull," chigiri added.
"oh but you will."
the worst part is how unnervingly calm he sounds throughout the exchange.
"that's bold of you to assume," rin shoots back, narrowing his eyes, pure irritation laced in his expression.
"she's my destiny and it'll stay that way."
"h-hugo, why didn't you just talk to me-" he turns his head to observe you, his gaze meeting your frantic one.
"shh, there's nothing you have to worry about, y/n," he reassures, letting a faint smile graze his lips at the sight of you so conflicted.
"there's a lot i have to worry about?"
before he could hush you further, rin lunged forward, pinning hugo against the nearest wall, pulling a surprised gasp from you.
"you're such a creep," rin hissed, attempting to keep control over hugo's movements.
"y/n, move!" rin urged, attempting to keep you safe.
hugo forced his way out of rin's grasp eventually, landing a harsh strike on his cheek.
rin looked between you and hugo as he stumbled backwards, steadying his balance.
he ran his thumb over the spot he'd been struck, wincing at the stinging sensation, knowing it'd bruise by tomorrow.
"i don't know, rin. seems like your little friend doesn't want to listen," hugo mused, a sly grin stirring his lips.
you were at a loss for words, eyes darting between your newfound stalker and your friends in the very same room, the suspense draping over the room like thick fog.
you weren't sure if it was the sheer shock or the curiosity to be next to hugo and get to hear what he has to say next planting you in place.
your brain was muddled with all kinds of thoughts and possibilities, and having rin scrutinize the very way you stood sent a chill down your spine.
"are you serious, y/n?" he scoffed, the idea that you were willingly keeping yourself stuck there now festering in his head.
and to add onto how ungrateful you were being in his eyes, he'd just gotten hurt trying to help you out, yet you still didn't budge?
isagi sensed the agitation between the both of you, stepping forward to try calm things down. "rin, i'm sure it isn't like that, don't jump to conclu-"
he'd cut isagi off, forcing his way past him toward the door.
"you complained about him, yet now you're standing by his side?" rin chuckled bitterly.
"n-no? that isn't what i'm-" "save it," he urged, shutting the door behind him with a loud thud.
you couldn't stand the guilt weighing on you when you'd rethought the entire scenario. he'd just tried to help you and you'd wasted his effort because you were too afraid to move?
and now, you were placed in an even worse position.
Would face time ALOT when he's away for a game,both to talk to you and to his kid.
Would always bring gifts for his kid if he was away for a long time or souvenir.
Probably the "cool" dad,so whenever you say no to something the kids immediately ask him instead.
Doesn’t post his kid's face online at all,not until they're atleast 5 and if they're ok with it.
Calls them words of endearment such as "princess" if they're a girl or "champion" if it's a boy.
LOVES when his kid comes running to him after he comes back home from practice(or from anywhere in general)to give him a hug.
Very supportive father,will support àd encourage their kids in whatever field they want to pursue (whether it's in sports or else)
Would be somewhat strict when it comes to their nutrition,would make sure they eat good healthy meals and only let them eat fastfood once a week.
Loves it alot whenever his kids boast about him being the "best striker in the world",and the fact his kids will mention him everytime they are asked about their favorite football player.
Would be suprisngly at doing his kids hair(you cannot convince me otherwise) and would style it often.
Would occasionally take his kids with him on a run if they ever wanna come along.
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notes/warning: fluff, playful banter, hugo mentioned
a/n: for my lovely new mutual @juliloki
“I never new that hugo was huge compared to you”
“what” julien murmured coming out of his sleepy state. “i mean you’re big but he is bulky”
“go to sleep name.” “but I'm not sleepy.” “well I am good night.”
He changes his position facing away from you. “you played well today. never doubted you for a second” “that means you did doubt me.” “…no”
You start to fidget around making the cold air seep into the blanket. “stop moving.” “its cold and you're not cuddling me so I cant sleep.” “so this is my fault.” “yes.”
He gets up taking the blanket with with. “im going to sleep on the couch.” “what? Why??” “youre making me lose my sleep.” “wow okay then.”
Julien stopped at the doorway to the bedroom glancing at your pouty face. He let out a long, exhausted sigh, like he'd just run a marathon
"why are you still standing there?" You questioned
raising an eyebrow.
"I'm just waiting."
"for what?"
"for you to stop looking at me like I denied you food."
"I am not."
"you are"
"am not!"
"are to"
You flopped back onto the mattress with a huff. “go sleep on the couch”
You felt his presence behind you. “move over, mon amour”
you instinctively scooted over with a smile on your face, the mattress dipping as he climbed back into bed.
a smile tugged at your lips. "hehehe you love me so much."
he didn’t say anything because it was the truth. he does love you so much even if you ask questions at the most inconvenient times.
he pulled the blanket over both of you and wrapped an arm around your waist.
you hiss at the cold sensation hitting your skin. "you are letting all the cold air in."
“oh so you do care."
you settled against his chest. he ran his fingers rhythmically up and down your spine
and a few quiet moments passed.
just as your eyes began to close, his sleepy voice broke the silence.
"for the record." "hm?" "don’t doubt how I play. I always win" the arm around your waist tightens slightly. possessively. “and I play better than hugo”
summary . . ৎ → in which JULIEN LOKI and VIVIEN HUGO join a jubilee-style game where 6 kids try to find 2 hidden adults OR two football players struggle to survive in the game harder than any football match they’ve ever played.
જ⁀➴ content: gameshow au :: crackfic :: 2.6K WORDS
THE CAMERAS ROLLED as eight contestants stood in a line.
Six of them were children. Two of them were secretly adults. Today's challenge was simple: could the kids figure out who didn't belong?
The rules were straightforward. Everyone would introduce themselves and answer questions through multiple rounds. After each round, the group would vote for the person they believed was an adult. The contestant with the most votes would be eliminated.
If both secret adults were identified before the final round, the kids would win. If even one adult managed to reach the end without being discovered, the adults would win.
For most people, the challenge sounded easy.
But for professional football players Julien Loki and Vivien Hugo, who had been strongly encouraged by their management team to participate for publicity purposes, it sounded like a complete waste of an afternoon.
Unfortunately for them, contracts had already been signed.
And somewhere backstage, several producers were about to discover that placing two football prodigies in a room full of children was either an excellent idea—
or a catastrophic one.
Loki looked completely unbothered by the challenge.
“I think I'll be pretty good at this,” he said. “People usually underestimate me, which is great for me and terrible for them. The plan is simple: act normal, survive every round, and prove I'm smarter than everyone else here.”
He shrugged.
“Honestly, I don't see myself getting eliminated.”
Meanwhile, Hugo's approach was considerably less ambitious.
“My strategy is to keep my head down and not draw attention to myself,” he said. “The fewer people remember I exist, the better.”
A pause.
“Unfortunately, Loki is here.”
Another pause.
“Which lowers my confidence significantly.”
The contestants kept a straight line formation, each wearing a blindfold and a pair of noise-canceling headphones.
A voice changer distorted every voice in the room, making it impossible to identify anyone by sound alone. The producer smiled at the camera.
“Let's begin in three…”
“Two…”
“One…”
“Go!”
For a few seconds, nobody spoke. Then a small voice broke the silence.
"Okay, everybody introduce yourselves."
"Yeah."
"Let's see who's sus."
"Good idea."
The introductions started making their way around the circle.
"I'm Ava. I'm seven and I have a bunny."
"I'm Noah. I'm eight and I can do a cartwheel."
"I'm Liam. I'm nine and I like dinosaurs."
The others reacted with the appropriate level of amazement. Then it was Loki's turn.
"I'm Jules. I'm nine and I play football."
A few kids immediately perked up.
"Ooo."
"Football kid."
"Who's your favorite player?"
Loki nearly answered automatically. Thankfully, he remembered he wasn't supposed to be Julien Loki. So instead, he decided to redirect.
"Well, who are your favorites?"
The answer came so quickly it was almost concerning.
"Isagi!"
"Mine's Isagi too."
"He's the GOAT."
The agreement spread around the circle instantly. One kid declared him the greatest striker ever. Another insisted his aura was unmatched. Someone proudly admitted to spending an entire weekend watching Isagi edits. Within seconds, the group had somehow convinced itself that Isagi could beat every football player on Earth.
"I think he's the best striker ever."
"Yeah! I bet he could beat anybody."
Loki sat in complete silence at first. Then a child confidently announced that Isagi would definitely win against any pro player in the world.
Something inside Loki snapped.
"Well," Loki said politely, "I don't know if I'd go that far."
Somewhere backstage, a producer quietly lowered their face into their hands. Because they knew exactly what was about to happen. The children immediately latched onto the response.
"Why not?"
"Isagi is an excellent player. His awareness of the field is exceptional, and his ability to adapt during matches is probably his greatest weapon. But football isn't decided by one quality alone."
The kids stared blankly, and encouraged by the silence, Loki continued.
"His decision-making is impressive, sure. But every time he wins something, people suddenly forget there are players who are faster than him, stronger than him, and better than him in individual areas. And half the conversations about him aren't even objective anymore. It's just, 'Isagi did this,' 'Isagi did that,' 'Isagi's the greatest striker ever.' That's ridiculous."
One kid whispered,
"I think bro's a hater."
"I am not."
"You sound like one."
"I'm being realistic."
The child immediately responded,
"That's what haters say."
Meanwhile, Loki was getting increasingly irritated.
"I'm just saying that if you're ranking strikers, there are plenty of players who deserve to be in that conversation."
"Like who?"
Loki answered instantly.
"Julien Loki."
Across the circle, Hugo nearly laughed. He was fairly certain Loki had completely forgotten he was supposed to be pretending to be nine years old.
All they knew was that "Jules" had somehow gone from sounding like a kid to sounding like a football pundit trapped in a child's body. And judging by the increasingly confused silence around the circle, the others were starting to notice it too.
Hugo, meanwhile, had reached a simple conclusion:
Loki was cooked.
After all the raging silence, one of the kids finally spoke.
"Who's Julien Loki?"
"No clue! I’ve never heard of him."
"...Did you make him up?"
"Maybe he's his imaginary friend." Loki was beginning to regret every decision he'd made in the last five minutes.
"He's real."
The children immediately pounced.
"How do you know him?"
Loki answered without thinking.
"Because he's famous."
Then one kid snorted.
"If he's so famous, then why don't we know him?"
The entire group collectively went,
"OHHHHHHHH."
The reaction was immediate and merciless.
"He got cooked."
"Actually cooked!"
"Burned—"
"—Deep fried—"
"—Air fried—"
"—EXTRA CRISPY!"
Then, just as the laughter started dying down, one kid suddenly gasped.
"WAIT."
Everyone turned.
"What?"
"Remember earlier when Jules was talking about Isagi? He sounded like an adult."
"WAIT, HE DID!"
"He was saying all those weird football words."
"And he got super mad."
"Like REALLY mad."
"He sounded like my dad watching sports."
The accusations immediately returned.
"SUS."
"SUPER SUS."
"MEGA SUS."
Before Loki could respond, Hugo immediately joined in.
"ULTRA SUS."
The kids lost it.
"YEAHHHH!"
Loki opened his mouth.
"That doesn't even—"
BUZZ!
"TIME'S UP!"
"HE'S COOKED!"
"VOTE HIM!"
Hugo shook his head dramatically.
"Sorry, Jules. The allegations won."
Loki had never been eliminated this fast before. One by one, the kids raised their fingers to vote, each holding up the number they thought belonged to the imposter, and by the time the last kid pointed, Loki had been unanimously eliminated. He rose from his seat, shooting Hugo a long look that somehow translated perfectly into, I am never letting you forget this. Hugo had to bite the inside of his cheek to stop laughing. As Loki walked off, the producer stepped forward with a smile. "Interesting choice. But the imposter is still among you."
The room exploded.
"WHAT?"
"NO WAY."
"WE GOT THE WRONG GUY?!"
Eventually, the producer called for the next round to begin, and the circle settled down again. For about five seconds. Then one kid suddenly spoke up.
"Wait."
"What?"
"Number Eight hasn't introduced himself yet."
A few heads turned instinctively despite the blindfolds.
"That's true."
"Yeah, he's been super quiet."
"Bro's an NPC this whole time."
He paused for a second before finally speaking.
"Oh. Right."
A small laugh escaped him.
"I'm Hugo. I'm nine."
The introduction was simple enough. Unfortunately, it only made everyone more interested.
"Why were you so quiet?"
"I was listening."
"That's kinda sus."
"Not really," Hugo replied. "You guys were already doing enough talking for everybody."
A few kids laughed.
"Okay, fair."
Hugo tilted his head slightly, and under the blindfold, his expression went unreadable as he quietly reorganized his approach: match their language, lower perceived age signals, avoid structured phrasing, keep responses short, mirror slang without overusing it.
He adjusted his tone, softer now, less formal. “So… what games do you guys play?”
“Roblox.”
“Roblox!”
“Roblox and like… rage games.”
Hugo nodded slowly, absorbing the situation. “Roblox. Yeah. Cool. I know that.”
Inside his head, however, everything was carefully arranged like a tactical board: Common ground established. Shared reference point: Roblox. High probability of success in blending in if he mirrors familiarity without overcommitting technical detail.
“So Roblox,” he added, then immediately realized that sounded too formal and corrected himself mid-breath, “I mean—Roblox… which ones you guys like?”
“Brookhaven.”
“Doors.”
“Adopt Me.”
“Steal a Brainrot.”
Hugo nodded again, a little too intensely. “Yeah. Yeah. I play that.”
A kid suddenly leaned forward. “What do YOU play then?”
However, Hugo had never touched Roblox a day in his life. His entire knowledge of it came from eavesdropping on children who sounded increasingly unhinged the longer they talked. He immediately started digging through old memories from the kids he'd babysat.
Come on. Think. There was a plant game. Or a brainrot game. Maybe both. One of them had seeds. One of them had something screaming. That's close enough. Use that.
"Uh... Plants vs Brainrot."
"No way."
"I play that!"
"That's actually so fun."
Perhaps this is easier than expected. Hugo thought to himself. Perhaps children simply accept information at face value. Perhaps I worried for no reason. Perhaps—
"Oh, cool. Then what rarity is the Shroomblno Seed?"
Never mind.
The question caught him completely off guard. Up until now, he'd been operating under the assumption that saying the game's name would be enough. Apparently, there were follow-up questions. Detailed follow-up questions. Damn, that kid seemed to have dedicated an alarming amount of time to play Roblox.
"Uh... Mythic?" Hugo guessed.
"No."
"Divine?"
"No."
Hugo cleared his throat. "Okay, then how much does it cost?"
"You're the one who's supposed to know."
"Right."
"...Three thousand?"
The entire circle erupted.
"THREE THOUSAND?"
"No way!"
"What are you buying?"
Hugo immediately backtracked.
"One thousand."
"No."
"Five hundred."
"No."
"Eight hundred?"
"849."
Hugo nodded as if that had been exactly where he was headed all along.
"Yeah. That's what I meant."
Then the Roblox nerd kid blurted out,
"You're lying, you've never played Roblox! Guys, he's a fraud!"
The accusation immediately sent the circle into laughter.
"No, seriously," the kid continued. "He's an unc."
"HE IS!"
"Bro's an unc!"
"That's why he doesn't know anything!"
Hugo frowned.
"What's an unc?"
The reaction was immediate.
"SEE?"
"HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW!"
"UNC CONFIRMED!"
For a moment, Hugo said nothing. Then, somewhere inside his head, a completely different strategy formed. If logic wasn't working, perhaps public perception would, Hugo thought to himself. A few seconds passed. Then Hugo quietly sniffed.
"...What was that?"
"Oh, come on."
"I did not expect this kind of environment," Hugo declared, voice wobbling dramatically. "I came here to play a simple guessing game, and instead I am being emotionally attacked."
"YOU ANSWERED WRONG!"
"YES!" Hugo said, almost offended at the interruption. "Because my tiny kid brain forgot!"
"I forget things sometimes," he added more theatrically, "It is part of who i am. I cannot help it."
The kid groaned.
"Stop acting like that!"
"I am not acting," Hugo said instantly, then sniffed. "I am expressing my feelings."
"THAT’S NOT HOW KIDS TALK!"
"Well maybe I am just… a sensitive kid."
"...He does sound kinda sad though."
The kid immediately snapped.
"GUYS, NO! HE’S DOING IT ON PURPOSE!"
Hugo pressed a hand to his chest dramatically.
"I feel unsafe."
"STOP SAYING THAT!"
"I feel targeted by older kids."
"YOU ARE THE OLDER KID!"
Hugo gasped softly.
"That is a very hurtful accusation."
"YOU’RE AN UNC—YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW BASIC ROBLOX!"
"...You’re being very mean."
"GOOD!"
Hugo sniffed in a way that was dramatic, completely dry, and entirely unconvincing.
"I’m going to tell my mummy."
"Okay, stop being mean… I think he’s actually upset."
Another chimed in quickly.
"Yeah like he’s literally going to tell his mum."
The kid threw his hands up.
"OH MY GOD, YOU GUYS ARE FALLING FOR IT! HE’S ACTING ALL SAD AND CONFUSED SO YOU GUYS FEEL BAD FOR HIM, BUT HE’S NOT CONFUSED—"
And just like that, the buzzer cut him off. The producer’s voice came in, calm and neutral, announcing it was time to vote. One by one, the kids voted who they thought was the adult. The earlier certainty had completely dissolved into confusion, with Hugo’s “breakdown” still lingering in half their minds, and the Roblox nerd’s accusations still echoing in the other half.
“The vote has been counted,” the producer said after the final signal. “It’s a tie—between Number 8 and 5. Now the two of you will get a turn to explain why you should stay, and then everyone will vote again. We will start with Number 8.”
Hugo went still as the instructions landed. They were children, so consistency mattered more than correctness. If he sounded too precise, he’d read as older. If he sounded too defensive, he’d look guilty. He needed to let them feel like keeping him was the easier option. Then, he exhaled slowly, then nodded once.
“Um… I think I should stay because I’m not doing anything bad, I just get a bit confused sometimes and I take longer to answer, and I’m trying my best to follow along and not mess anything up, so I don’t really know what else to say, I’m just… trying to be normal like everyone else.”
He paused for half a beat, then added quietly,
“Well… I don’t know what to say anymore. I’m a kid.”
From somewhere in the line, a small, almost satisfied hiss slipped out.
“...he’s an unc.”
Now it was the other kid’s turn, his voice was sharp and annoyed, words spilling out in one breath.
“Guys guys, I just wanted to say that he’s obviously the imposter and I can prove it with three things—first, he doesn’t even know basic Roblox stuff and keeps guessing, second, he keeps switching between sounding normal and then doing that fake quiet sad voice every time people start suspecting him, and third, he literally turned a simple question into a whole emotional speech so you’d all feel bad for him instead of focusing on what I’m saying!”
He took a breath, shoulders tense but not backing down.
“I’m not trying to be mean… I just think we need to be careful. That’s all I’m saying. Remember who the REAL enemy is.”
“Time to vote again,” the producer said.
One by one, fingers lifted in the line of blindfolded contestants, pointing with uncertain hesitation. When the last vote was counted, the producer nodded.
“Now, everyone remove your blindfolds.”
Hands immediately went up along the line, fumbling as blindfolds were pulled off one by one. Light hit their faces all at once, and the room slowly came into focus again.
The kids blinked, adjusting—then their attention snapped straight to Number 8.
“I KNEW IT. I KNEW IT, I KNEW IT, I KNEW IT!” the Roblox kid shouted, pointing hard like he’d just won a championship.
“I CALLED IT! I CALLED EVERYTHING!”
A few kids gasped, some laughing, some still processing it all.
And then, from the side, a small girl tilted her head at Hugo for a moment longer than the others.
“…he’s so handsome.”
Hugo exhaled slowly.“I admit it. You caught me. And before anyone asks what I do for a living… I play football.”
“FOOTBALL??”
“LIKE PRO??”
Then, almost casually, Hugo added, “And the guy who got eliminated first, the one who kept going on about Isagi and acting like he couldn’t stand him…”
A pause.
“…is actually Julien Loki himself.”
A slow clap echoed from the side of the stage.
“Finally.”
Loki stepped forward, stretching his arms like he’d been taking a nap the entire time.
“Anyway… no matter what you say,” he added lazily, eyes half-lidded with boredom, “or who you’re rooting for… I’ll beat Japan anyway.”
And as the cameras kept rolling, the two “kids” who had endured purely through logic, improvisation, and the world’s worst emotional acting stood side by side. And well… it seemed what Loki stated was no exaggeration.
It was simply a fact that would, eventually, prove itself true.
Synopsis:You and hugo were childhood friends and he's had a hidden crush on you,you ended up meeting his dear teammate julian.who will you choose🤔?
(Note:pt2 is reserved for julian,I'll try to write pt3 as soon as I can,it will most likely be posted tomorrow and it'll be reserved for hugo💗💗💗)
Pt1 Pt2 Pt3 Pt4
You sat on the bleachers watching both of them train,you couldn't deny both of them looked good seeing them barely break a sweat after all that effort ughhh they just looked to good.
After a 1 hour session they decided to take a 20min break.Hugo went to refill his water bottle and julian took it as an opportunity to speak to you.
"So,you've been friends with hugo since childhood right?"while taking a sip of his water bottle."Yeah,why?" "Just asking" "do how did you two meet?" "He was about to get punched by some dude,so I stepped in to help".you couldn't help but chuckel cause that sounded very....hugo like...
"Yeah that...sure sounds like him."
"But enough of him,tell me about yourself what do you like to do for fun?"
You were a bit taken aback by his question not that you were complaining but you anwsered nonetheless.
"I kinda like going to urban areas for parkour and stuff,I go there like fi-"You didn't even get to finish your sentence befor he immediatlg exclaimed:
"No way you like parkour too!?that's sick we should go try it out together sometimes,I'm new to the city so I don't know many spots since I'm new to the city and all."
"Yeahh!!y'know what that'd be fun,why don't you give me your number and lmk when you'll be free so that we can go."
Just as you guys were exchanging numbers Hugo walked in on y'all,he didn't like how close you were getting to his friend but he didn't say a word.
You and julian later agreed to meet up at an abandoned plaza in the city and you kind of just hit it off,you kept talking while helping each other out to get on walls and stuff from time to time.
"So tell me,do you have a boyfriend?"
"No,not really"
"Why not?"
"I don't know,I guess I just never really got along with a guy that much for us to date"You shrug off your shoulders
"What about me?Do you get along with me?"You chocked on your water suprised by his question and of course he said it with that smug grin of his.
"I mean your nice....and fun to hang out with I guess....."
"I take that as a yes!anyways we should probably get going it's getting dark and I'v got training early tomorrow"
On the way back home,none of you talked,but it wasn't an awkard silence,it was a very comfortable silence none of you wanted to break.He waved you goodbye making sure you got home safe before leaving.
You couldn't wait to go to your room and call your best friend to tell him what happened.
𝐁𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐄...! A fun date with Bunny turns into a night of danger when he suddenly chases you into the woods. But what'll happen if he catches you?
𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍! 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓! dark content, nsfw, noncon primal play, dubcon oral (f!receiving), fingering, bunny chases you thru the woods
𝐀/𝐍 : this is another reupload! i needed to make a lot of changes to this so hopefully yall still like it <3
This wasn't supposed to happen. This wasn't how things were supposed to go.
"Keep running, cariño," a dark, familiar voice giggled, a devilish smirk stretching across his lips, his voice an echo in your ear as you ran through the darkened forest.
With only the moon casting a dim light on your surroundings, leaving you with only your wit and intuition to guide you through the darkness, branches whipped at your face and tore through the fabric of your sleeves, digging into your arms as you fought furiously against nature.
Dead leaves glued themselves to the bottom of your shoes, mud caking itself to your legs when you splashed through small dirty ponds from the previous night's rain. Blood trickled down your swollen and cut cheeks, throat dry and lungs shriveling from the cold wind invading your windpipe. Every branch stomped on sent an eerie chill down your spine, wondering if it had been your doing or the man chasing you. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes, threatening to spill as the rush of fear became overbearing, your heart thunderously pounding in your chest, your heartbeat deafening.
You were sure you were going to pass out soon, the burning ache in your calves and thighs rendering you nearly exhausted. Despite the soreness your muscles and your body begging you to stop and rest, fear is what kept you going. The sensation of being captured and tormented prevented you from stopping, knowing if you hesitated in the slightest, he'd surely catch you.
What would happen then? What would you do if he caught you?
There was no time to linger on the thought ─ you had to keep running, for your life. You urged your body forward, the only direction that could possibly lead you out of the woods. Jumping over fallen logs of trees was a struggle against the slippery, muddy ground, yet you maintained balanced. Even with a small trip here and there, you carried on.
There wasn't a single other person around for miles. No houses or buildings to escape ─ the horror of your reality was beginning to dawn on you. It would be hopeless and a fruitless effort to scream and shout for help. No one would be able to hear you.
There was no hope ─ you were prey.
How did you end up in this position again? What act of insolence could've possibly warranted such an escapeless terror? Oh right, you accepted a date from a stranger, a man you barely knew. He seemed kind and gentle, if a little off-putting, his crimson eyes carrying no light in them. He was handsome and charming, making your heart flutter with just a smile.
His name was Bunny, and you fell for his trap.
The date started out innocent enough. He picked you up, gifted you an expensive bouquet of flowers, paid for dinner and drinks at a nice pub and suggested a nice stroll along the woods, wanting to bask in the cool breeze of the autumn night. When was the last time you had been catered to such a romantic and thoughtful date? The night couldn't be better, but just when you thought it was about to end, Bunny stopped at an opening in the woods and turned on a timer ─ 5 minutes.
"Run," he said casually, as if this was a normal thing to do on a first date.
You were dumbfounded. 5 minutes to run, but why? What for? You hadn't even a chance to ask him what he meant before he smiled at you. Not the same sweet smile he showed you all night ─ it was sinister in nature, his lifeless eyes suddenly gleaming with a predatory excitement.
"Run," he said again and you needn't be told twice.
You turned on your heel and darted into the woods, the last sound you heard was the chilling sound of his laughter and ringing of the timer going off and the fast pattering of footsteps chasing right after you. The asshole set off the timer before time was even up.
And now, it felt like you had been running for hours, navigating blindly through the maze of trees, praying you wouldn't run into any other predator, the one chasing you already terrifying enough to give you a heart attack. Every small clearing offered you some respite, until the sudden call from the evil behind you sent you forward, forcing you to dash again.
Unfortunately, your jumbled thoughts clouded your focus and in the darkness of the night, you missed sight of the misfortunately placed tree root sticking out from the ground. Stumbling, your foot caught in the root, sending you forward onto the wet forest floor. The fall was painful, rocks piercing and digging into your skin, mud slathered on your clothes, mixing in with the blood trickling from small cuts. Your body ached from the abrupt fall and your hands sunk into the earth as you attempted to lift yourself up. Bruises were bound to litter your body and you might've even cracked a rib or two from landing on the thick tree root.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, pobrecita," you heard from behind.
Your heart stopped ─ that chilling voice. How close had he been this whole time? Turning around ever so slightly, you spotted him, Bunny, inching towards where you lay weakly on the ground. He loomed over you, head tilted with a mock pout on his lips, but those dead eyes carried lust in them, with a dash of pity.
"Bunnies need to be more careful of where they're going. You could really hurt yourself, cariño," he mocked, the corner of his lips twitching with an evil grin.
Without hesitation, you sprang up off the ground, steadying yourself on your feet before limping away, trying to move as fast as you could, but it was futile. You were too injured to move, the tears you had been trying to hold back now cascading down your bleeding cheeks.
He stalked towards you slowly, like a lion creeping up on its prey, waiting for the moment to strike. In this state, you were easy picking, perfect to snatch and devour. With your limp, you wouldn't be able to get far.
Leaning against the trees helped to add support for your weight, even if it was a lost effort. He reached out to grab you, his large hand wrapping around your bruised and cut arm, digging into your skin. A loud cry erupted from you, fat tears falling faster from your eyes puffy, red as you looked back at him.
"Don't hurt me," you pleaded weakly, and for a split second, his red orbs blinked in confusion. Hurt you? Why would he do that?
He quickly masked his surprise with a grin, loosening his grip before tugging you backwards, your back flushed against his broad chest, burying his nose into your neck, breathing in a long whiff of your scent.
"I won't hurt you," he purred, manhandling your body until you were pressed against the closest tree, your chest and face pressed firmly against the rough and itchy bark. "Why would I hurt you? I just wanna play."
Play? Your arms were held tightly behind your back, Bunny's nose still buried in your neck and hair, occasionally coming close to your ear, his breath hot against your skin, sending a shiver of dread down your spine.
"What are you gonna do to me..?" you shakily asked.
"What am I gonna do?" he mockingly asked, tapping his finger to his chin with a hum.
"Well, what do you think I'm gonna do? I've just caught my little prey."
His chest was pressed flush against your back, hips rolling against the curve of your ass, a low groan emitting from the back of his throat. You bit your lip to suppress the moan you wanted to let out, unwilling to let yourself find pleasure when you were wracked with fear. His hand reached out to your face, his thumb pulling your lip from your teeth.
"Don't get quiet on me now, cariño. I wanna hear you. Scream for me."
Your teeth chattered and your body shuddered, his calloused hands snaking up your plush thighs, toying with the hem of your panties.
A cold breeze swept through the woods at the exact moment his fingers hooked under the waistband of your underwear, tugging them down your thighs, nearly tearing the thin piece of fabric off your hips. You didn't know what caused you to shiver more: the cool gusts of autumn wind or your legs being spread apart by the man who had been chasing you, watching him through your peripherals as he sunk onto his knees, the mud squelching beneath him as knelt onto the ground, dim, red eyes catching sight of your glistening folds under your skirt.
"Bunny, please... don't..."
His eyes flickered up to yours, still red and flooded with tears.
"Don't what? I haven't done anything... yet," he said with a grin, ducking his head back under your skirt.
A surprised gasp slipped out when you felt the strange sensation of his tongue licking a stripe up your folds, a shiver rippling down your spine as you tried to push his head away.
"Wait, Bunny!"
He wasn't waiting, and he had no intention of stopping either, not when you tasted so good on his tongue, not when your sweet scent filled his nostrils. His eyes threatened to roll back into his head from just the feeling of you trembling alone. He was rock hard, the rough fabric of his pants straining against his bulge, yet he couldn't even think of touching himself, wanting only to focus on the gorgeous sounds of your mewls and the nectar glazing his tongue.
He was a madman, licking and sucking at your lower lips like a starved prisoner. Your body shook violently against the tree, the ache in your ankle restraining you from being able to kick him away. Now, Bunny may have been cruel to chase you through the woods unprompted, but he was still a gentleman, and he took notice of your distress.
Without breaking contact with your clit, he lifted your injured leg, giving you some relief even while his mouth was sucking the life out of you through your throbbing pussy.
Bunny even went as far as rubbing soothing circles on your ankle, his other hand snaking its way up to your cunt, shoving two of his thick fingers inside of you. It was tricky to get his rhythm and pacing right, but when he was in sync, stars formed in your hazy vision. The kindness of his massage on your ankle contradicted the thrusting of his fingers, yet his attentiveness is what sent heat waves to your core.
A cry escaped your lips as he continued his assault on your lower region, his digits curling inside you to bring you the pleasure he knew you deserved for being so good and "letting him" chase you.
Stars were everywhere now, tears flooding your tear ducts as fire pooled in your abdomen, that familiar burn coiling in your stomach.
"Bunny," you choked out, soft tear droplets spilling down your cheeks from the overwhelming pleasure. The forest soundscape was no longer the hooting of owls or the howls of foxes but the dirtiness of squelching from Bunny shoving his fingers in and out of you, the tip of his tongue flicking at your sensitive bud.
"Bunny, please," you cried out, your voice shaky from crying. And while the pain in your ankle slowly subsided, the winding coil in your stomach only grew tighter.
"Please, what, cariño? Suddenly you don't know how to talk? Are my fingers fucking you that good?" he mocked.
You were at a loss for words ─ torn between wanting to give in and ask him for sweet release or holding out and not letting him get what he wants. Because he wants you to ask him to cum. Bunny wants you to be dependent on him, so reliant that you can't even cum unless you ask him first.
And in your pain-filled daze, the former sounded like pure bliss.
"I-I need.. to cum," you whimpered.
He smirked against your clit, pulling his fingers out and leaving you feeling empty and needier than before. But just as you were about to cry for him, he replaced his digits with his tongue, punching the slippery pink muscle it in and out of your cunt, silently giving you permission to cum on his tongue.
Between the tongue fucking and his tight grip on your thighs, you were in Heaven, the fear and pain you felt minutes ago dissipating and morphing into ecstasy as you finally let go, juices spewing and coating his tongue and chin. His face was wet, for sure, but he didn't mind a single bit of your orgasm.
Even after you came, he was still lapping at your drenched folds, drinking in every bit of you that he could before standing back up, keeping a tight hold of your injured leg. He wanted you to be afraid of him, but he definitely didn't want to hurt you.
You were his baby now.
"Do you think you can walk?" he asked with genuine concern, his breath hot against your ear.
You rolled your ankle just a bit, a small stinging pain running up your leg, but it wasn't as bad as you initially thought. He carefully let of your leg, allowing you to put pressure on it.
"I think so," you guessed. It didn't hurt as much anymore, but you might be walking with a limp, finally ready to be done with this and go back home to the safety of your bed where you'll never again have to see this man.
But any thought of being rid of him was stomped on when you noticed his smile, that same evil grin as before. A chill ran down your body, fear flooding you all over again.
This wasn't over, far from it.
"Good," he said. "Because you have two minutes to run this time."
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Synopsis:You and hugo were childhood friends and he's had a hidden crush on you,you ended up meeting his dear teammate julian.who will you choose🤔?
Pt1 Pt2 Pt3
You and hugo have been best best friends for as long as you can remeber,you would walk to school together have play dates together and play together on the play ground.
Hugo started developing a crush on you when he was twelve.At first he didn't acknowledge it but as time went on it kept getting harder for him to hide his feelings.
There was a problem.He was scared that you didn't feel the same about him and he'd ruin your 12 years old relationship.So he decided that he'd confesse when the time felt right.
You two started spending less and less time together since,he was busy with football training and you were focused on school.
However,as summer time came around you were finally free!You were hoping to spend time with you childhood bestfriend except....he couldn't....
"What do you mean?!you have to train EVERY DAY during summer break too!?"
"I know it sucks,but it's just the way it is if I wanna fulfill my dream y'know"
"I know,I know....but it's just I've been looking forward to spending time with you...."
You sigh feeling defeated,little did you know that that sentence made the gears turn in his head!
"You could come over to my training center and hang out there,family and friends are allowed during non official training hours."
"Wait seriously?!Ok then I'll come hang there sometime."
And just like that you got your acces card to be able to come in the training center,and you went to it on a thursday at around 7pm.
You came in dressed casual in some shorts and t-shirt,you go to the field where hugo said he'd be with a friend.
When you got in the field you found hugo running some drills and next to him one of the most beautiful boys you've ever seen.
Gorgeous honey colored eyes full of life,brown skin that seemed golden and his hair that somewhat looked amazing even tho it was in a buzz cut.
You were distracted for about half a second before hugo introduced the two of you.
" your name,this is julian,julian this is your name"
"Nice to meet you" the boy said with a charming smile while extanding his hand for a handshake."Hugo's told me alot about you".
"Nice to meet you too",you chuckel awkardlg desperately trying to keep yourself together and not embarass yourself.
You weren't sure if the heat was making you feel this hot or if it was because of that handshake he gave,either ways you hoped he wouldn't have noticed your sweaty hands.
he didn’t really mean to take it out on you! through the whole car ride home, he had a deathly tight grip on the steering wheel, his veins looking like they were going to pop if his grip tightened anymore. you didn’t dare to open your mouth or speak to him the whole way, just avoiding his figure by looking out the window. all of a sudden the view was so lovely.. haha..
however, your peace was torn the moment you stepped into your shared apartment. he dropped his things onto the floor without any care and dragged you into the bedroom and pushed you onto the bed.
currently, you had your head pressed onto the pillow, back arched with a deep inward curve. tears slowly pooled and escaped from your tear ducts, burning up from the constant pain (pleasure).
“a-ah, fuckk..” he moaned out in between his breaths. both of his hands were gripped on your hips so tightly that you were sure that they would leave marks on it. he kept you in place, occasionally slapping your ass, giving it a light squeeze when he felt like it.
his thrusts kept hitting the same damn spot. he closed his eyes, tilted his head upwards with his pace increasing. you made noises that were borderline-pornographic, surely going to get a complaint from your neighbour— but that was the least of your worries for now. he groaned, feeling you tighten around him.
“you’re so fuckin’ tight— bet you were waiting f’ me to lose that game so you could get a piece of this, stupid slut..” the bed creaked loudly with his thrusts hitting harder and deeper, chasing his own climax. you weren’t holding up well either. you wanted to come so badly. but you knew if you did, he wouldn’t let you rest until the next morning.
“baby please–!” your moans were muffled by the pillows against your face, but it was loud enough for him to hear. your body was trembling with overstimulation, clenching hard on him.
he groaned loudly in response. after another thrust, he swiftly pulled out all the way. you whined at the loss, the emptiness. you weren’t able to say anything fast enough as he flipped you over onto your back but due to the change in distance, he grabbed your legs and dragged you towards his dick. he place both your legs on his shoulders and without warning, he shoved his cock right back into you.
with the convenient position you were both in, he smashed his lips against yours. you wrap your arms around his neck as his tongue slipped into your mouth. it was only until you were out of breath did he break away. “just a little longer, hold it out f’ me baby.” he breathed out, his warm breath hitting your neck.
after pushing you with the same cruel pace, he finally reached his climax. spilling into you with the last couple of thrusts, filling you up with his warm release. you came nearly instantly after he did, your nails scratching his back deep enough for him to hiss lightly.
the both of you spent a few minutes catching your breaths. he had long let go of holding your legs in such a tight position, letting them rest while he laid face flat on your chest (boobs). you felt your eyes falling shut, but before you could finally drift away into slumber, his words woke you up with a hint of mischief.
“already tired? i’m sure you could go for a few more rounds right?”
If he did have a kid he wouldn't show their face on social media like ever, not till they're atleast 10 or sum. So if you guys were walking outside he'd probably carry his child and the kid would nuzzle his face in Julian's face to avoid pictures being taken🥹🙈.
I don't really believe he'd call you french endearment words if you guys weren't speaking French at the moment.He just doesn't strike me as the type who throws in random words in a forgein language here and there.
Would probably call you something classic like "baby" or "love" in english and "Bébé" or "chérie" in french,also would most likely have your contact saved as "your name♥ "
Would be somewhat toxic.....as much as I love him we have to be realistic on the fact that his arrogance would be apperant in his relationships even if it's sublte.
He'd keep arguing even when he already knows he was wrong but then would later apologize,and would also believe his opinion is always the better one.
If he was explaining something to you I feel he'd SOMETIMES have a condescending tone esp if it's somthing he thinks is dumb.
His pride wouldn't allow him to let you pay for stuff,but at the beginning of the relationship I think he'd still expect you to at least offer and insist a bit(even tho he had zero intention of letting you pay).
Very competitive so I think he'd rarely(if at all) let you win in stuff,doesn't matter what it is he is NOT gon be easy on you and let you win.
Also guys I can't be the only one who thinks england's ng11 is cute.I MIGHT (probably) will br writting headcanons about him very very soon🥹🙈
Fluff!,bunny x fem!reader tw:nun tbh except mention of homelessness(is that even a tw?)
Synopsis:bunny used to be homeless and you being the kind hearted person you were would help him,he back years later becoming a successful football player to fulfill his promise
Bunny would always come around your father's bakery when you were little to get something,anything that would fill his stomach.
You being the kind hearted girl you were,would always give him something,whether it was cookies,bread,cupcakes even if they were slightly burned he'd still accept them with that polite smile of his that didnt quite reach his eyes.
At first it started being an on and off thing and he'd only come every other day,not wanting to abuse of your kindness,his pride wouldn’t allow him to.Eventually when you assured him that he could come in every single day after closing time and you'd give him whatever was left it started becoming a ritual.
Every single day he'd come around at the back door of the shop at around 9pm and you'd hand him the day's leftovers.
You started developing a little crush on him which was probably why you'd steal the good stuff when no one was watching and putting it neatly in a cute little box for him.
He also started developping a crush on you, he just couldn't help himself.You were so kind and caring to him,but he never dared confessing his love to you out of fear of rejection,I mean how could you love a random homeless kid like him when you probably had tons of guys confessing to you every day.
Then came the day he got scouted,you guys were about 15yo and he came to you at your usual meet up time which was 9pm wanting to inform you he was leaving,not wanting you to worry about him or think badly of him.
"Wait seriously!?you got scouted to fc barcha that's amazing!!"
"Yeah but...it means I won't be able to see you anymore..."
"....I mean,that's like a once in a lifetime opportunity you can't miss it.Besides I'll be alright,and you'll have a so much better life than if you stayed here..."
"I'll come back to you as soon as I can,I promise...."
You just couldn't hold it in anymore and you just hugged him.He was stunned for a out 3 seconds befor putting his arms around you amd hugging you back.
You two stayed there for a good 3 min before you pulled back,eyes watering.You took off your favorite necklace.the one with the first letter of your name and your name engraved on it that you wore everyday and handed it to him.
"Here,keep this.that way you'll remember me."
"I can't accept that,I mean-it's your favorite necklace."
"No it's fine,really I want you to have it"
Bunny took your necklace and put it in his pocket befor waving you goodbye and leaving.
Four years passed and you now both were 19.You watched his debut on TV,never having forgotten the promise he made you and still having a glimmer of hope that he didn't forget it either and would stay true to his words.
You rarely helped at your dad's bakery anymore,expet on breaks since you were busy with uni,but that didn't stop you from stopping by everyday to grab your free cupcake and cup of coffee and start the day with just enough sugar.
One day during spring break as you were moping the floor,someone had entered the shop.
You look up to see who it was and the mop almost fell from your hands.You almost couldn't believe that it was him.
The prince charming you've been waiting for for 4 years now has finally came back to his princesse staying true to his words.
"Bunny!w-what are you doing here!?it's been so long-I can't believe it's you!Come on sit!!"
You pull a chair for him and grab one for yourself befor sitting across from him.
"Well,I promised I'd come back when I could didn't I?I still got your necklace by the way."
"I can't believe you still got that thing!So how's your new life now as fc barcha's ace."
"It's been fine,but....It's even better now that I've met you again."
"Y'know I was really excited when I saw you play on TV the other day.It's been so long since I've seen you you changed.In a good way tho!I mean seriously I don't rember you being THIS huge they must be feeding you really well over there."
"Oh Y'know just been trying to bulk,athlete diet and all that stuff.But enough about me.Tell me,are you single?"
"Of course I am I've been waiting for you for four years now."
"Good,cause....I wanted to ask you out on a date.A real one at this restaurant down town."
"Come on you can take it mon amour just a bit longer,f-fuck"said julian while thrusting deep inside of you for the.....5th?6th?you lost track after 3.....
This all started after julian had came back from a 1 week long work trip,he'd just been so eager to see you he couldn't help himself.The moment he saw you wearing that cute little white lingerie set he got you,he reaally couldn't keep it in his pants.
"Bébé you look amazing,turn around for me real quick."
And of course you do so,you'd practically do almost anything he asked you to.Well long story short this ended with him throwing you over his shoulders taking you to your shared bedroom.
He threw you onto the bed wasting no time unzipping his pants and pulling down his boxers,while you were already practically naked only wearing some cute pink panties with a bow in the middle that were soaking wet from spending your whole day fantasizing about this exact moment.The moment he'd finally fill your hole with his ENORMOUS cock.It really was the perfect size for you,you couldn't dream of anything better,it was 7 inches long,6 inches thick,shaved (he cared alot about taking care of his manhood)and girthy so girth you could feel every single one of those of viens when he was inside.
Soon enough,without even bother to put on a condom,he positions himself on top of you in missionary,first wanting to see your face contort as he ruins you with his lenght.Then he immediately shoves it inside in one deep thrust,wasting no time in teasing.At that very moment you whimped from both pleasure and pain(but a very well desired pain),he was almost sure he was gone cum right there.He kept thrusting into you at an inhumane pace.
The room was soon filled with desperate whimpers and wet sounds. "Blep blep blep",and him talking you throu it was all that filled your mind at the moment."Tell me who's better,me or your dad?","Y-you!you're better!please jus-" "just what?stop?" "Just mo-move,please" "you're such a slut y'know" he scoffs but still fulfilling your request,he could tell your peak was soon to come as your pole hole began clenching around him,which only helped him come closer to his orgasm as he began frantically moving faster and harsher,each thrust stronger than the last with you holding his shoulders as if that would stop anything.
You came first with a loud scream and your back arching off the bed,he followed soon after spilling his seed inside of you.Neither of you moved for a good few seconds befor he pulled out,kissed your forhead and giving you a "hydration break" befor starting anothet round,as he was watching you drinking,he was contemplating wether he should make you ride him or give it you in doggy style,either ways it didn’t matter to him as long as he was the only one filling you up.
Sorry if this was rush its my very first time writting a fanfic on here🙈I'll gladly accept any advice to improve also requests are open I'll try to get throu all of them,don't really have any restrictions except r4pe,!ncest,anythyng revolving religion ans racism,also unless you specify the reader's gender its gonna be fem!reader by the default💗
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