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heartsfromia · 2 years

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all i need to know — k. mingyu

pairing: non-idol! mingyu x neighbor! reader

word count: 2,651

genre: fluff, kinda enemies to lovers (more like to friends)

warnings: reader has a nightmare, depictions of violence in dreams

author's note: not proofread, none of my works are tbh ;__;

Not again.

Mingyu lied awake in his bed as he hears the familiar rush of water behind the wall, before your voice came echoing throughout his room, showcasing how thin the walls were between your two apartments. It was eleven in the evening and you were just getting into the shower. Why did you shower at night? The reason was beyond Mingyu, but it was mostly because you felt more comfortable being clean before lying in bed and aimlessly scrolling your phone until you decide to sleep at around four in the morning.

Nonetheless, your habit of listening to your Spotify Top 50 playlist while you shower was getting on your neighbor, Mingyu's, nerves.

He's always tried to be a decent neighbor to you, although, he expected you to do the same. Wishful thinking of him, to be honest.

Then again, your initial meeting with your six-foot neighbor wasn't great, either. It was the first night in your new apartment earlier in the year, and you had returned from a night out drinking with your friends, so admittedly, with your hazy thoughts, you had mistakened Mingyu's door as yours.

Mingyu remembers waking up to the sound of keys being shoved into his door and the turning of his door handle. Grabbing his phone to find that it was past two in the morning and someone was trying to break into his apartment.

Scared of who might be behind the door, he grabbed the closest weapon to him, which unfortunately, was hole-puncher on his desk before stalking towards his front door. Peeking through the peephole, his brows furrowed in confusion when seeing you, someone he had never met before. Thus, causing his worry to rise.

"Why are you trying to break into my apartment?" He decided to ask, his voice shaking slightly in fear. You froze, looking up at where his peephole was before looking to your left and right.

"I'm trying to break into my own apartment," you answered, your words coming out slurred. "What are you doing in my apartment?" Safe to assume you weren't the best version of you when drunk.

"This is my apartment," he reiterated. "Who are you?"

"Y/N."

"Well, Y/N, this is my apartment, not yours."

"Is so."

"Is not."

"This is apartment 17C," you answered, stubbornly glaring at the peephole. Mingyu sighed in frustration, concluding that you were obviously under the influence from your droopy eyes and slurred words. Of course a drunk tries to break into his apartment the night before an exam, luck never favored him.

"This is apartment 17E," he responds from inside, "17C is on the left." He watched you look to your left, and he groaned, resting his forehead against his door. "My left."

"Oh." And you were gone; no apology for waking him up, or trying to break into his apartment, nothing.

He found you rude and annoying ever since.

Granted, you were drunk, and barely remembered anything past the third bottle Seungcheol had ordered for the table, so anything past that was beyond your memory. You remember waking up after that night, wanting to go out to grab the breakfast you ordered in, and seeing Mingyu throw out the trash. You locked eyes with him, and waved, but despite seeing you, he turned away, not returning the wave.

So, yeah, the feeling was mutual.

Mingyu would always knock at your door when you were making your daily dose of ice coffee, asking you to…

"… Quietly break your ice because some of us are trying to sleep."

"Oh, really? Was I disturbing your beauty sleep, Mingyu?" you asked mockingly, exaggeratingly pouting your lips. "Too bad, I need coffee."

"At 1 AM, Y/N, really?"

"Yeah, because some of us struggle to have normal sleep schedules," you retaliated, rolling your eyes.

"You're the literal spawn of satan, Y/N."

As if you're the perfect neighbor, you bitterly thought. Whenever you tried to catch up on sleep, he'd always be listening to obnoxious workout music, the wall you both share providing little to subdue the bass and you, yourself, struggle to sleep.

Don't get yourself started on whenever he has friends over. There had never been a time whenever Mingyu and his friends didn't argue over the mundane things, and you were forced to hear it because of your stupid thin walls.

Or when you're deep in your sleep, you jump awake because of a loud crash, and when you confront Mingyu about it, he disregards it, saying he dropped something and that you're being overly dramatic.

You were both each other's neighbor from hell, but neither of you tried to move out—your egos wouldn't let you.

"Just move out," Minghao told Mingyu, as the two returned back to his apartment.

"And lose my deposit? No," he answered, unlocking his door but not forgetting to send a death glare to your closed door. "If anyone is moving out, it's Y/N."

Pan over to your apartment, where you're lying on your bed, Seungkwan seated by your desk suggesting the same thing.

"I'm not moving out, he will, though," you finalized, "why is it that I have to move out? I literally just moved in here."

"That was four months ago, Y/N."

"Exactly."

"But, has anything happened while you were here?" You turned onto your back, locking eyes with Seungkwan, who had a look of concern.

You shook your head, "I've been purposely sleeping later so I wouldn't have them."

"Yeah, but you know at some point, you'll have them again, Y/N," your friend tries to remind you, "and even if you keep sleeping late, that'll also have toll on your health, do you get that?" You groaned, rolling back and facing the ceiling.

"Nightmares are normal, Seungkwan—"

"Not when they keep happening to the point your sleep schedule is a mess, Y/N," he interjects, a stern look on his face that mimics a parent scolding their kid. "You're lucky your class schedules are in the afternoon."

"And that I have you to wake me up," you grinned slyly at him, earning a roll of his eyes.

You were a bit grateful for your mess of a sleep schedule, since you always find yourself having the same nightmare when you sleep the normal eight hours required. Your nightmares weren't anything too bad, more of a nuisance with how vivid they felt, ranging from being chased by an unknown figure with a knife, to falling from a high building.

You thought it was because of stress from college assignments, among other things, so the best option you could take was to purposely mess up your sleep schedule, only getting three to four hours of sleep.

Seungkwan was right, though, at some point while living alone, you're going to have them again.

And unfortunately for you, that was tonight.

And with your obvious strain of a relationship, Mingyu never knew anything about your sleeping problem, thus, panic washed over him when he was woken up by screaming coming from your apartment. Sitting up on his bed, he stayed quiet, thinking he was imagining it, but sprung up and rushed to your door when he heard you scream again.

"Y/N, Y/N, are you okay?" he called out, knocking against your door. Mingyu tried turning your door handle, when he heard another yell from inside, and for a split second, he debated on breaking your door down to get to you. However, that thought was quickly disregarded when the door opened, revealing your tear strickened face and messy hair, obvious dark circles surrounding your red eyes.

"Are you okay?" He asked. Of course you weren't, he knew that, and you knew that, you didn't need to say it out loud because it was obvious.

"I'm sorry, did I wake you up?" Your weak tone caught Mingyu by surprise, and he shifted uncomfortably in his spot.

"That… that doesn't matter, Y/N, are you okay?"

"Yeah," you sighed, wiping at the sweat and tears on your face, "it was just a nightmare, it happens."

Mingyu's eyes glanced all around your face, finding any indication that you needed help of any sort, even just someone to accompany you, but you stated quickly before he could interject. "I'm fine, Mingyu, you can go back inside."

Mingyu only nodded, sparing a last glance towards you before he slips out of your apartment. With an exasperated sigh, you closed your door and returned back to bed, but you couldn't sleep. You would only be brought to where your nightmare had left off, like a returning to the theatre after going to the bathroom.

Despite the fact that you wanted to act like nothing happened, Mingyu didn't seem to get that memo. He had become cautious around you, asking how you were doing today, and even offering you food he had cooked up that day, just in case you hadn't eaten.

Even though it was odd for him to act nice to you, it also meant complains were lesser and lesser, and he grew to understand why you sleep late at night, even refraining from knocking against your wall when he hears the familiar breaking off ice on your side of the thin drywall.

All was going fine, you weren't having any nightmares, but your sleep schedule was at its worst, and to add to that, it was finals week, which caused your stress levels to each an all time high.

You knew you were bound to fall asleep from the exhaustion, and you couldn't risk being stuck alone in your apartment, so, begrudgingly, you knocked against door 17C, chewing on the insides of your cheeks as you waited for Mingyu to open the door.

"Hey, Y/N, what's up?"

"Hey, Mingyu, uhm, this might be an odd request, but is it okay if I crash in your place for tonight?" You asked, fiddling with your fingers nervously as you rocked on the balls of your feet. "It's just I'm really exhausted right now, and I feel like if I lie down anywhere, I'll immediately fall asleep and I'm just scared I'll—"

"Yeah, sure, it's fine with me," he reassures, not needing further explanation as you were growing uncomfortable with having to explain yourself. "You can take my room, I have to work on an assignment right now."

"Are you sure? I don't want to int—"

"I'm sure, Y/N, go ahead." You meekly nodded, sending him a grateful smile before following Mingyu to his room. There was a good three minutes of you awkwardly standing there, watching as Mingyu organized his bed before gesturing for you to lie down. You only stared at him, waiting for him to leave.

He was a beat late to realize, blush dusting his cheeks as he immediately looks away from you, "I-I'll be outside if you need anything."

Mingyu wasn't sure whether you had actually fallen asleep or not, but he wasn't too keen to check on you, worried that he'd be invasive. Deciding to stay focus on finishing his assignment, momentarily he forgot that you were asleep in his bed as his thoughts were fixated on the essay in front of him.

A yell from his room caused Mingyu to jump in his seat, eyes wandering around his apartment in confusion and shock before it registered that you were in his room. When another scream was heard from you, he rushed towards you, pushing his door open to find you jerking around where you lied, struggling to awake from your slumber.

"Y/N, Y/N!" Mingyu called out, and you could hear him your nightmare, however his voice was distant. All that you could focus on was the cloaked man, chasing you through the dark alleys before your entire body began to shake, the world around you fading to black and you shot up awake, cold sweat dotting your temples as your heart raced against your ribcage as if it ran a marathon.

Immediately you broke down, crying in fear that whatever that was would follow you in the real world, but also in relief that you had escaped it once again.

Large arms had wrapped around you, pulling you close as you weeped against his chest. Mingyu's hands gently stroked the back of your head, cooing at you, calming you down. "Hey, hey, it's okay, Y/N. You're safe now, I'm here."

It took you fifteen minutes to completely calm down, and during then, Mingyu left you alone to come back with a mug of warm jasmine tea. You mumbled a thank you as he handed it to you, sitting at the edge of his bed, keeping his distance as he watched you take a sip, sighing in content as the warmth trailed down your throat.

"Do… do they happen often?" He was cautious, not wanting to overstep your boundaries, but he was curious.

You shook your head, "I'm not sure why, but they mostly occur when I sleep after being extremely exhausted—and with college assignments, and right now being finals season, it's almost every day that I'm really tired."

"Is that why you purposely stay up late?"

You nodded. "If I sleep for lesser hours, it lessens the chances of me having nightmares."

"But your health is affected as well, Y/N."

You couldn't help but chuckle, finding his concern towards you amusing, and quite… adorable. "I take my vitamins, Mingyu."

"Still, though."

Mingyu sighed. "When did they start?"

"They've only worsened since living alone," you told him, "and I've only started living alone since my second year of college."

"So, you've been having them for almost three years?" You nodded, taking another sip. "Did sleeping here help it?"

You pursed your lips in thought. Admittedly, compared to your nightmare before, it wasn't as bad—still a pain, but maybe it was because you were woken up before it could worsen is why you think it was better than before. You nodded. "I think it's because you woke me up before the worst part."

Mingyu nodded in understanding. Seeing him look so invested in your problem was an odd sight; if you were to tell yourself five weeks ago that you'd be in Mingyu's room, that he'd be consoling you after a nightmare, you would laugh.

You couldn't help chuckle out loud at the thought that just a few weeks ago, Mingyu was your nagging neighbor from hell. He looked up upon hearing your laughter, raising a questioning brow towards you. You only shook your head, stating, "Just funny how you're caring, you know? Since, just a few weeks ago we were at each other's throat, trying to annoy each other so one of us would move out."

Mingyu laughed as well, rolling his eyes at how things had turned. You then chose this time to ask him, "Why did you hate me?"

His brows furrowed, "You seriously don't remember?" You shook your head, and he begins to explain to what happened that night you got drunk, a smirk forming on his lips as he watches your cheeks flush a bright red as the memories of that night finally came flooding in and you grimaced.

"Oh my gosh, I should never join another dinner if Seungcheol's paying," you groaned in embarrassment. "I'm really sorry, I'm normally well-mannered… sober."

"It's in the past, Y/N, now that you've apologized," he reassured, waving it off. He checked his watch briefly, seeing that it was now past seven in the evening and he faced you. "Do you want to stay for dinner?"

"Is it okay if I sleep for a few more minutes first?"

He nodded. "Are you sure you'll be okay?" You thought for a second as you stared into his brown eyes, the sincere concern laced through his irises as he stays put in his spot beside you.

"I'm not sure, but you'll be here, right?" He nods, and you smile warmly at him. "That's all I need to know that everything'll be okay."

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wonsohl · 8 months

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hii do you think you cld write abt gunwook ? maybe smth like popular!gunwook and shy!reader in a school setting

also, i rlly enjoyed ur yujin imagines! they're so adorable

omg! ofcc , recently gunwook has been biasing me lately after kcon 😭😭! thank you for the compliment abt my yujin imaginess <3 ! tbh i didn't know how succesful it would bee

young love 🫂 - p.gw

PAIRINGS: popular!gw + shy!freader

it was winter. your favourite time of the year - not just because it was the season of your birthday but because you loved christmas and the traditions of the mistletoe at school.

your school recently (by recently you mean 4 years ago) started this thing were they would leave mistletoes around school.

at first it was very controversial but they made it rule that you don't have to partake in the tradition if you didn't want to.

most people didn't because half of the boys in your school were ugly and smelt like canned fish.

however if they did wanna kiss someone, it would've been the f9.

f9? basically the most handsome, jaw-dropping, extravagant, elegant, heart-beating boys ever to be seen.

you had the 3seniorz - aka : sung hanbin & zhanghao from class one with kim jiwoong in class two

then you had the musicianz - aka : seok matthew & kim taerae from class one

and then finally the coocooz - aka : shen ricky, kim gyuvin , han yujin and your beloved park gunwook.

pretty much every sane girl in your school had a crush on them because who wouldnt?

the f9s pretty much run the school, if they ask someone to do something they would.

one time ricky asked a girl a year above him to buy him something from the school store, she bought the whole store for him.

another time taerae asked a girl to get his guitar from the music room, she got his guitar with the rest of the music room on her back.

so you could tell that these boys had every girl wrapped around their fingers ,

including you.

but no one knew of course.

you barely talked in lesson and never raised your hand and on top of that you sat the middle row in lessons and would always leave a sticky note on the teacher's desk ever day to remind her that you were in so she didn't need to call out your name.

and thats how you lived for pretty much all 3 years of highschool until today.

you made your way to your homeroom with your headphones in and got a sticky note from your bag to put it on the teacher's desk and plotted your bag on your chair.

whilst returning to your chair, you realised that someone must of forgotten their cleaning duty yesterday and forgot to clean your desk.

their was pen marks everywhere and gum under the table.

you sighed heavily, but too heavily so no one else knew your dissapointment. you were about to go to the toilet to get some tissue when your phone started ringing.

it was inhee your bestfriend

'Y/N!!' said inhee through her phone speaker ruining your eardrums forgetting that you were on speaker everyone in your class looks at you.

you smile back awkwardly and dash out the class room.

'omg inhee! you dont need to shout my name at 8:03 am in the morningg" you said complaing about your friends behaviour

'oh im sorry miss l/n but apprently seola from our class got a mistletoe with ricky! '

' WHAT?? damm she's so lucky! '

' I KNOW RIGHTT THAT'S WHAT I WAS SAYINGG ' says inhee and then for the next five minutes of your call inhee was complaining about how it should've been her instead of seola.

'ME AND RICKY HAVE FIRE AND WATER SIGNS WE ARE LITCH SOULMATES'

'okok i get your pointt~. it's not that deep its only a kiss he probably doesn't feel anything for her anyway.

'after all he is a player but that doesn't mean anything! i have been waiting for my first kiss to be ricky just to be knocked off by son seola who is a complete copy of me :>'

'inhee its just a one time thing, you can make a move to him on the last day of school or something'

'ONE TIME THING?'

she said again, at this point you thought she was intentionally trying to publicly embarrass you infront of everyone as well as make you deaf.

'inhee enough with this yelling over a boy! its not even past 9 am yett'

'well this boy is my lifeline, soulmate, couple, future hubby, fiance he is like my everything! he means the whole world to me just like gunwook means to you silly!'

gunwook. gun wook . park gunwook.

you loved his name.

you loved they way he talked .

you love his visuals.

most of all you loved his smile.

'yeah but gunwook is different - first of all he is not rich and spoilt , second of all he is classprezz and is not a player'

' okay but imagine if you got a mistletoe with him! like that would be so cute!'

'with who? gunwook' you scoff at her words.

'gunwook is way out of my league, i would never get mistletoe with him and that's how i like it and i wanna keep it that way for th-'

your phone fell out of your hand skidding across the marble floor of your school hallway.

you pick your self up and run to get it but another hand it there before you.

you look up to see gunwook.

'oh my god' you thought.

eugh this was so cliche for this to happen.

but even through those thoughts, you and him still kept eye contact

'ay gunwook did you get the homework for-

OMG YOU GOT A MISTLETOEE'

you look behind gunwook's broad shoulders to see his friend gyuvin running towards him whilst pointing up towards the ceiling.

and follow his fingers to see the mistletoe right above your head with you and gunwook

'BRO YOU GOTTA GIVE HER A KISS - A RICKY COME HERE GUNWOOK GOT A MISTLETOE'

'GUNWOOK HAS TO GIVE HER A KISSY WISSY OOOO~'

you look back to gunwook eyes as he meets you with an awkward smile after he elbowed gyuvin in his ribcage.

'you don't have to kiss me! it's j-just a tradition' you say excusing yourself slowly.

then all of a sudden gunwook holds you by your shoulder and mouths sorry before pulling you in for a kiss.

your lips clash onto eachother as you close your eyes not knowing how to react and slowly losen up to his touch.

those seconds then feel like minutes which feel like hours the kiss breaks up and you suddenly realise where you are.

you look around to see a whole entire crowd has formed around you two with phones everywhere.

you obviously freak out and gunwook being the man he is he drags you through the crowd and brings you too your class.

'thank you' you say smiling back with a bow

he laughs abit which make you feel embarrassed but he reassures you.

'it's ok, you looked so cute when you tried leave because i knew you liked me' he says giggling with his dimples showing.

your cheeks instantly flush and laugh back.

the bell rings meaning you have to go back to your seat and gunwook looks at his watch.

'ill get going now but if you want i can take you out for some ice cream later'

you nod back with a smile going back to your seat whilst inhee runs through your homeroom door slamming it against the wall.

'y/n. tell. me. everything.'

#zerobaseone #boys planet 999 #park gunwook #gunwook imagines #zerobaseonefics #zb1 scenarios #zb1 imagines

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player1064 · 2 months

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kate for someone reason thinking jamie is homophobic not sure why or how but she does (sara has me obsessed with the idea that they can’t stand each other now lol) and then him introducing her to gary and she’s like 🤯 ft. micah in the corner like you didn’t know he never shuts up about him???

god Kate and Jamie literally CANNOT STAND EACH OTHER!!! I'm OBSESSED with that dynamic tbh!!!!!!! As always. this one is much longer than intended...

Also, don't need to have read it but this is technically intended to tie in to my fic Happy wife, happy life (but tldr Jamie regularly calls Gary his wife partly to keep their relationship under wraps but mostly bc. he finds it funny to call Gary his wife.)

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“Obviously we’re done for the season right before pride month kicks off,” one of the CBS producers is saying, eyes darting over something on an iPad. “And since you four have been pretty popular we were thinking of including you in some of those ad campaigns, so if I could just get some dates off of all of you –”

“No,” Jamie says immediately.

All three of his colleagues snap their heads up to him, but only Kate looks at him coolly and says “no?”

Micah, because he’s Micah, chuckles and slaps Jamie in the shoulder, trying to diffuse some of the new tension in the air. “Not like you to turn down extra cash, Carra.”

Jamie rolls his eyes, pretends not to notice the way Kate’s eyes are burning into him. “Check my contract. Wish I could, honest,” he says to the producer, feeling very very glad that he had a clause added to his contract specifically so that he doesn’t have to take part in things like this, “But it just wouldn’t be do-able. You lot ‘ave fun, though, with yer rainbows and yer glitter.”

Kate just looks at him incredulously. “This is one thing you decide to take a stand on, mister ‘I don’t care about politics’?”

Rainbows just don’t really suit Jamie, is the thing. Nor does the extra scrutiny that comes from wearing rainbows.

Doesn’t really matter to him what Kate thinks of him, though, so he just shrugs and continues packing up his stuff for the day.

“Jamie – Jamie, I finally got onto Raya, can you have a look at my profile?”

Jamie looks up at Micah with a frown. “What the fuck is a Raya?”

“It’s a dating app,” Kate says from her end of the desk, in that unimpressed tone of hers that makes Jamie wonder why she’s bothering to insert herself into the conversation at all.

“An exclusive dating app,” Micah corrects, wiggling his phone in front of Jamie.

“Weren’t you already seeing someone?” asks Jamie, but he accepts the phone with a sigh and puts his glasses on. “I don’t – I’ve never used one of these things, what am I meant to be lookin’ at?”

Micah shrugs. “Didn’t work out,” he says breezily. “How have you never used a dating app, you’ve not been married that long. And look at yourself, you can’t tell me you weren’t a player before Mrs Carra came along.”

Jamie had got around a bit, in his playing days. Not much, mind, because he’d had to be careful, but he’d done alright. Unfortunately – and this is not something he’ll ever admit to anyone, even under duress – any thoughts of that had gone out the window the moment he’d walked onto the Sky campus after retiring.

“You’re right,” he says with a wink, “look at me. As if I’d need an app to find myself a bird. Why’d you want me to look at this, I’m not exactly your target audience. ‘less there’s somethin’ you’re not tellin’ us,” he adds, elbowing Micah and waggling his eyebrows.

Kate looks on unimpressed as the two of them double over in laughter. “Not that any of us would have a problem if you were, right Jamie?” she says haughtily.

Jamie catches Micah’s eye and has to fight back another bout of laughter. “Dunno,” he says, “I can think of one or two problems I’d ‘ave if Big Meeks here suddenly tried hittin’ on me.”

Micah bursts out laughing again, his hand clapping to Jamie’s forearm, and Jamie can’t help but join in – it’s infectious, okay?

“God,” Micah says, wiping a tear from his eye, “can you imagine how your missus would react. I’d never be able to work in television again.”

“Nah, she’d prob’ly send you a fruit basket, thank you for taking me off ‘er hands.”

Kate clears her throat and the two of them sober immediately at the sight of her raised eyebrow. “Maybe cool it with the outdated banter,” she says, “or do I need to remind you boys that you’re not in a dressing room anymore?”

She storms off, he heels click-clicking away as Jamie and Micah look at each other and try (and fail) not to start laughing again.

“You didn’t want to bring your wife to the end of season party, then?” Kate asks politely, looking slowly around the room.

“Huh?” Jamie says eloquently, because he’s had a couple of glasses of prosecco and he’s not thinking as quickly as he usually might. “Oh, the missus. Yeah, she’s here but – I dunno, she’s a bit shy, like. You didn’t invite Malik?”

Kate rolls her eyes, the way she always does when Jamie mentions her boyfriend. “Well, he lives in America. So.”

“Carra,” an annoying voice calls from just behind him, “Carra, come over ‘n meet Schmeichel? I’ve not seen ‘im in years, d’you know, I think I’d forgot how tall he was.”

Jamie puts a hand on the small of Gary’s back to keep him from bouncing around too much (the man is such a lightweight, it’s embarrassing), and says “I’ve already met Peter, you dolt. I work with ‘im, remember?”

Gary squints at him for a second. “You drag me all the way down to London, and then y’can’t even be bothered to –” he finally seems to realise that Jamie had been talking to someone, because he quickly shakes his head around a bit and holds a hand out to Kate with a smile. “You’re Kate, right? I love what you do on the show, honest, I’m always sayin’ people need to be meaner to James here.”

Jamie thinks he sees Kate blush a bit, like she hadn’t realised anyone else had noticed her dislike of Jamie, but she takes Gary’s offered hand anyway. “And of course you’re the famous Gary Neville, I’ve heard a lot about you,” she greets. “But aren't you still with Sky? What brings you to our little operation here?”

“Scopin’ out the competition,” he says with a wink, then turns back to Jamie. “Carra – Peter?”

“I said no! I’ll talk to him later, stop badgerin’ me.”

“Did you two travel down from Manchester together?” asks Kate, “You know, Jamie seems so invested in my relationship but none of us have ever met his wife, do you know where she’s got to?��

“Ah, his fuckin’ wife,” Gary mutters, smirking up at Jamie. Jamie winks in reply and slips his hand down a bit to pinch him on the arse.

Micah comes over, his tuxedo strained against his biceps, and he pulls Gary away from Jamie to throw an arm around his shoulder in a half-hug.

(Gary squirms a bit at the unexpected contact, but he still gives Micah a friendly pat on the chest.)

“Big Nev! It’s been ages, man – Jamie told us you were coming, but he’s promised that before and not delivered.”

“Been pretty busy, up in Manchester,” Gary says with a shrug, carefully extracting himself from under Micah’s arm and returning to Jamie’s side. “But I’m obliged to do the plus one thing at least two –” (“Three,” Jamie corrects,) “—fine, three times a year, and I figure there’re worse places to be.”

“Aw, you love it really,” Micah says. “I’ve always kind of wondered what it’s like to be a WAG.”

Gary rolls his eyes. “It’s a thankless job, to be fair.” He pokes Jamie in the bicep and adds “I’m going back to talk t' Peter, you miserable old twat. Honest, I’m always talkin' to Scousers fer you.”

“I already know –” Jamie starts to protest, but Gary’s already wandered off. “Ugh. Sorry about ‘im. You can’t take Mancs anywhere, can ya?”

The two Mancs he’s talking to look at him, unimpressed.

“He seemed nice,” Kate says carefully.

“He’s not,” Jamie replies.

“Good summer?” Micah asks, their first show back after the break.

“Brilliant,” Jamie replies with a grin. “It were my turn to choose the destination, so –”

“Ibiza?”

He nods. “Ibiza. The house was done just in time, too.”

“You know, I can’t really imagine Gary in Ibiza.”

“Oh, he hates it. Complained the whole time, but he does that wherever we go.”

He becomes aware that Kate is watching them from across the desk, not trying to hide that she’s listening to their conversation with curiosity. Jamie nods to her, all polite like. “Hows about you, Kate, good summer?”

“It was fine, I –” she shakes her head. “Sorry, you’re saying you go on holiday with Gary Neville?”

Micah scoffs. “Who else would he go with?” he asks, and Jamie points to him in agreement.

“I dunno, his wife?”

Jamie blinks.

He thought he’d got all this out the way, dragging Gary along to the party a couple of months ago. Apparently not.

“Gary is my wife,” he says, then suddenly feels very stupid saying that to someone who’s not already in on the joke, so he corrects to “my husband, I mean. Obviously he’s not – he’s a man. Obviously.”

Kate’s eyes are wide, unblinking. She looks between Jamie and Micah, lips pressed together while her brain seems to be buffering.

“You’re married to a man?” she says eventually. “But you’re not gay, I mean – you’re –”

Jamie, who last time he checked definitely was gay, raises an eyebrow, amused. “I’m what?”

“You’re a footballer,” she attempts, and oh, this is far too easy.

“Bit ‘omophobic, that, sayin’ footballers can’t be gay,” he replies, holding back a smirk.

“Oh shut up, you know what I – you’re a lad! You’re always with the banter, and the…”

Thierry wanders over, freshly brewed cup of tea in hand. “What have you two done this time?” he asks, looking pointedly at Jamie and Micah.

Jamie raises his hands to protest his innocence.

“Thierry,” Kate asks, reaching a hand out towards him, “did you know Jamie’s married to a man?”

Thierry rolls his eyes. “Ugh, fucking Neville,” he replies, and goes to sit down.

#thank you for the prompt I LOVED this and also. I've been waiting for an excuse to write more for that fic so heheeee here we are #carraville #drabbles #also in this universe since i never got into it in the main fic or in this drabble. jamie and gary got together after valencia #except it was more like a weird situationship/fwb thing for years and then they spent lockdown together and when things opened up were like #'hey why dont we get married lol'. and now are very happy together (always insulting each other)#wife gary saga

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Babs, Bruce and Danny in my dpxdc merfolk au!!!

argh, plz excuse the poorly edited photo lmao- lost a lot of detail TvT

Babs has her info Here. But this is her design! I’m not actually entirely sure if any of these designs are final, i might tweak them, but here she is! I gave her necklaces.

Bruce is based on a leatherback sea turtle! The spots aren’t actually super accurate to a leatherback’s underside, but if you look at it a little harder... you may find a fun little easter egg. It’s subtle... or at least i tried to make it that way. (If people don’t get it i’ll explain in a rb lol) Did you know that leatherback sea turtles can be up to 880 pounds? Idk what that is in metric but that’s roughly 7 and a half Bahfevs. They’re also much more triangular/less round than other turtles, so I reflected that in his design. And ofc, Bruce and Damian are both sea turtles bc they’re related. But they’re different sea turtle species so it doesn’t make much sense. Who gives a flip. What’s Talia, you ask? To that I say: 🤷‍♀️

(Side note: apparently, I’ve conditioned myself so I can’t draw nuetral expressions. It’s gotta have some emotion or else it looks wrong, and it feels natural to always have something going on there. So... drawing Stoic McStoicface here was a pain in the penis. He kinda has an expression anyway lol)

Danny is based on a ghost knife fish! I’ll be honest, i didn’t even know these existed until I looked up “ghost fish” in the hopes of finding something thematic. But then... omg! They’re black with little white accents? Like Danny’s design? And they have cool, funky bodies? AND they produce electricity!?? That’s so FKING COOL! I’ll have to do more research, but so far i’m pretty sure they don’t produce enough electricity to hurt someone. They are related to electric eels though! I first learned that electric eels were knife fish and not true eels when I was researching the moray eel for Duke. Funny how that connects!

Danny’s story under the cut!

Heehoo!

Okay so basically: Danny went diving to gather pearls because he wanted to make his parents happy/proud. While he was diving, His foot got caught in a rock and he couldn’t get it out. He panicked and he begged— to who? God, maybe? The universe, or the ocean? Maybe just begging fate or any higher power that could be out there, he doesn’t know. His only prayer was “Don’t let me drown!”. Unbeknownst to him, one of the pearls he’d grabbed was a magic, wish granting pearl. They’re rare enough that humans don’t even have legends of them... but the merfolk do ;).

The pearl took his very non-specific wish and decided to give him a tail and gills. He swam back up in a panic, and saw his new tail. Of course, this is a very horrifying thing to happen. But in less than a minute... it was already starting to dry off. As it dried, it turned back into skin.

Now, Danny has to be extremely careful not to get his legs or hair wet when he’s near people, because he’ll turn back into a merboy.

i... probably should have given him a shirt? He’d be wearing it, right? But i also did need to see what I was doing with that fin thing lol. I mean, a shirt would get annoying with that fin- he’d probably take it off. Tbh he’d probably have it off when swimming in general? Idk.

So: funny thing that happened when I was drawing Danny:

A first grader came up to me while I had it open on my desk, and she was like:

“Oh my god, that’s so good! Like, how did you even draw that?”

so I was like: “Oh thank you! ❤️”

And I think she asked again “How did you even draw that?”

so I was a little confused on how to answer, so I said:

“Well, I used my pencil...” and held up my pencil—

and then she got distracted by a spinny chair.

She’s so precious omg 🥰

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bts-trash-blog · 2 years

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Time~OT7 Werewolf AU

Chapter Eight: Snowfall

Summary: Time. It's always passing by, always changing things that you wish stayed the same. It brought the good and it brought the bad, hell it brought the down right best time in your life. The best thing in your life came with time. It came with some stumbled steps, tough spots...it came with time.

Pairing: Werewolf!BTS X Werewolf!reader

Warning: Angst, mentions of violence, sexual assault, blood, gore, sex, matting, bitting, knotting, insecurities, slow burn. Fluff, and just one of my stories tbh.

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Dry.

Your mouth was dry, so dry that any saliva was built up and thickened up on your cheeks and under your tongue, making it feel as if someone shoved a cotton ball in your mouth. It made you want to smack your lips together, and it made your body crave water, something to coat and sooth the dryness. Your eyes slowly open, the squished face of Jimin meeting your vision making you huff, warmth spreading through your chest as you see how his lips are mush against the bed, his hair falling in his eyes as you feel the way his fingers grip the sweater you were wearing. The other hand curled against his chest, a smile finally lifted on your lips as you moved and sat up, making him whine as his fingers tightened making you huff as you bent down and kissed his cheek. It makes a smile lift on his face as you move to pull his fingers from your sweater, as you do you see as he curls on himself, a frown on your face, yet the need for water makes the need to stay with him push in the back of your mind.

Moving slowly to crawl out of the nest, you stood in the middle of his room, the window showing the night sky, it had you moving forward, yet freezing when the floor beneath your feet creaked with your step. Your head snapping over to make sure Jimin was still in fact asleep, your body quickly moving away from the window then to the door of his room. As you opened it, the smell of meat filled the hall making your dry mouth water, your body moving quickly as possible down the hall, the way you and Hoseok had come. Stopping in the loft area, you see a hunched over body at the desk, the sound of something gliding over something had your body freezing and your head tilting. Taking a deep breath in the smell of Alpha hit you first, then the familiar smell of eucalyptus wraps around your making you close your eyes at the soothing scent.

“Omega?” Jungkook's voice called, making your eyes snap open to meet doe-eyes, it had you humming as he gave you a soft smile, his arm extending out making you cautiously take a step towards him. By the time you reached his fingertip length he reached forward and grabbed the end on the sweater, dragging you to him. As you stood there, his arm wrapped around your waist as the side of his face rested against your chest as you stood there frozen. Arms slightly hovering above his head as you look down at him, his black hair shining in the light as you slowly let one of your hands land on to the top of his head. Feeding into the warm tingling sensation that his body pressed against yours brough, your fingernails scraping against his scalp as he let out a soft hum. Your eyes looking to see a drawing, tilting your head as he huffs. “Feel better?” He asked pulling away, making you look away from the drawing then back down at him as he smiled up at you. Nodding he croons as he moves and stands making you step back. “Are you thirsty? Hungry? It's been quite awhile, Jimin came down for lunch but said he couldn’t wake you so he ate pretty quickly to get back to you.” His words had you raising your eyebrow in question as he chuckles and leans down, pressing his forehead against yours and pulling back. “Dinner's almost ready…so yeah it's been like a while since breakfast you must be hungry.”

“Thirsty.” You mutter, smacking your lips together making him nod as he moves away from you and head to the stairs, making you freeze as you see him look back at you. His hand reaches forward making you grasp it, taking it step by step trying not to lose your balance as you walk down the steps. When you reached the final step you were greeted with the smell of meat once more, making your eyes snap down the hall as you heard soft laughter coming down the hall. Your frozen body had Jungkook looking back as he moved forward as presses his forehead back to yours.

“No ones mad…Yoongis a little upset but at himself not at you. I swear it.” Jungkooks words had you nodding, as he pulled back and placed his hand into yours. Following behind Jungkook, fingers loose around his hand as the two of you exit the hall. There on the couch you see Namjoon and Taehyung pressed against one another Namjoon flipping through a book as he mumbles words against his hair, it had you wanting to gush at the sight. Though Jungkook moves you past the Alpha and Beta, whose eyes both lock onto you as you pass the couch, though with the way Jungkook moves with you they quickly look away. Entering the kitchen the smell of the food thickens making you stomach rumble, seeing Jin and Hoseok at the stove, Yoongi at the ilande counter chopping vegetables. The three freeze as Jungkook drops your hand and opens the fridge, your eyes dropping to the floor as you hear a tisk.

“What did I say about looking at us, Omega.” Yoongi calls out, making your eyes snap up to him in a panic, the teasing face you caught dropping within seconds of your eyes meeting him, making the smile that was on his face drop as he clears his throat and nods, looking back to the cutting board.

A cup was suddenly shoved into your sight making you look to see a glass of water, making you look to Jungkook then back down as he nodded at you for you to take it. As you do, and the glass touches your lips you all but moan as you start chugging it down, the feeling of a hand being placed gently on your shoulder making you jump, the glass bumping your teeth as some water splashes in your face making the person behind you laugh. Looking at you, Taehyung has a large boxy smile on his face as he moves to stand beside Yoongi.

“Sorry..didn’t mean to scare you.” His words had you nodding as Jin looked back at you.

“Some deer stew..a nice filling eal..wanna try a taste? It's not done but close.” You nod, placing the glass down on the counter as Jungkook steps back letting you stand next to the older Omega as he holds a wooden spoon out to you. Leaning forward your lips wrap around the spoon as the slate taste invades your tastebuds making you moan, Hoseok's laughter brought you back making a heat spread across your cheeks. “Glad you like it.”

“I’ll probably like anything you make..”

“I mean she isn’t wrong…anyone who doesn't like your cooking babe is probably insane.” Jungkook hums out as his arms wrap loosely around your waist, his chin resting on your shoulder as you stand still. Even though the feeling of him up against you was soothing, you were slightly too fearful and unsure of yourself and what to do.

“It probably helps that she hasn't eaten since this morning…I told you pups to wake her but no, a little nudge of a shoulder was enough for you to leave her.” Jin huffs, hands throwing up in the air making you slightly flinch back, making him and the others tense. Though Hoseok shook it away as he smiled brightly at Jin who in turn smiled a thim.

“She was exasused, and..honestly just to fucking adorble to wake up hyung.” Hoseok's words were followed by his laughter, which lifted the tense feeling in the room. It made your heart hammer as you felt Jungkooks nose at your scent gland, making you slightly step forward and away from the Alpha. Not internally ready for him to scent you like Jimins has over the course of the day, not remembering if you enjoyed Alphas doing so.

“Omega!? “ Jimin's voice cries out, making you pull from Jungkook as the small male Omega comes rushing out of the hall. His dark brown hair is a mess, and his eyes are puffy yet the tears in them is what caught yours, and the rest of the pack's attention.

“Jimin? I'm right here.” you speak up, full volume for the first time all day, it had the Omegas panic eyes that were set on Namjoon to you. His shoulders drop as he sniffles and shuffles over to you, his arms wrapping around your waist as he nuzzles his nose under your chin as your arms move to rest around his shoulders. “I'm here pup.” You mutter into his hair making him nod, taking deep breaths as he pulls his head back and looks up at you.

“Had a dream about..about thoses Omegas rooms you talked about..was..wasn’t fun.”

“You don’t need to worry about that, ever okay?” you reassure him, your nose rubbing against his making him nod as you feel his fingers kneading at the sweater you were wearing as you hear a rumbling growl.

“Omega rooms?” Namjoon growled out, his eyes on you over the back of the couch, the glasses on his nose sliding down as he looked at you. His eyes were dark, and a glimmer of red had you and the others around the room step back. You watch as his body rises from the couch, his shoulders wide and chest puffed up as he jumps over the couch and moves to be in front of both you and Jimin. The look on his face makes your body shiver in fear as you push Jimin behind you as he takes a step closer to you. “You had an Omega room in your family pack?” The way the words bubbled from his chest had Jimin and Jin whining as you moved your eyes from looking into his eyes to the floor as he stood toe to toe with you. His hand moves to your chin and lifts your head to look at him as you nod slowly making him let out another growl making you whimper. His arms are suddenly around your head buried in your neck, his tongue swiping against your scent making your tense body go almost limp at the feeling of an Alpha mouthing at it. It had him humming as he felt your body fall into him, your full weight pressed against him as he growled against your skin. He was sculling like Jimin yet the feeling was so much more different then when Jimin had done it.

“Namjoon.” A voice called out at you felt another set of arms wrap around your stomach making Namjoon let out a deep growl and moved you tighter against his chest. “Namjoon….Alpha Namjoon.” The voice growled against making Namjoon huff against your neck as he loosened his hold around you as who ever had their arms around your waist pulled you back, turning around to bury you head against their chest the sweet tangy smell of Hoseok wrapped around you making your shoulders drop as he quickly turns you away from Namjoon. His hand pushing your head back then to the side to check your neck, a soft sigh leaving his lips as he bent down and kissed what namjoon had been suckling at. “Thank god.” He mutters as he moves the two of you back to stand against the counter. Looking over his shoulder you see Jimin behind, held by Namjoon, the small male looking tinier in the hold of the Alpha. His arms tightly wrapped around his neck as the both seem to mouth at each other's necks. “You okay?” Hoseok asks, making you blinky slowly as you nod, moving your head forward to press your nose against his collarbone. “Too much too fast?”

“Ye-yeah.” You agree trying to keep yourself away from the fuzzy feeling that builds in the back of your mind, the feeling of something, someone clawing at your mind after what had just happened.

“Sorry…so sorry.” You hear Namjoon mutterin against Jimin, though his eyes were on you and Hoseok, he watches as you nod as he closes his eyes as you see him tighten his grip around Jimin. “The thought..thought just hurt..Omegas rooms are horrible places…and the thought of you..of one of my mates in one…needed to protect you..” His words had you pushing Hoseok's back slightly as you looked at your Beta whose eyes were cast down at the floor then you take a deep breath in and clear your throat.

“It..it's okay…just…can we eat?” You ask, the feeling of your stomach turning from how hungry you were feeling ha you not only generally wanted the stew but also saw it as a way to get out of the conversation you really wanted to avoid. Because though the idea of Omega rooms sound horrible they weren’t as bad as Namjoon was mumbling about, or at least you think. It was a place where all would be unless called for, yes you had to be quiet most of the time as to not disturb the Alphas of the pack during the day. You always had your mother and the other Omegas pups to play with, yes it was an ideal childhood in that small room filled with other people but it wasn’t as bad as the nights where Alpha decided that you were to keep their bed warm. Alpha rooms were the room you feared the most, not the Omega rooms.

“Of course..I’ll feed you, is that okay?” Hoseok asked, his words had you tilting your head but you nod, not wanting to be in an Alphas lap so soon after pushing the fuzzy feeling away. Hoseok quickly moves the two of you to the table, as he sits down you slowly sit on his lap, his chin moving to rest on your shoulder, arms winding around you as one hand passes you middle to the bowl. Scoping a spoonful of stew up and moving it to his lips, blowing slightly then moving it to your lips.

“Jimin and I are gonna build a nest tonight in Jimin's room for the three of us since you seem comfortable enough in that room….only if you want to sleep in the nest with us of course.” Jin muttered, you head turning to see him moving to sit in Jungkook's lap, the younger males lips pressed against his neck making Jin roll his eyes.

“I…I’d like that.” You nod, eyes looking forward to the window across the table, a wooden figure catches your eyes making you scrunch your nose as heat wraps around your neck. “You..you can get rid of that.” You mutter as your lips wrap around the spoon Hoseok was holding out to you.

“Why?” Hoseok whispered into your ear.

“It’s worthless, and made quite badly..why would you want to keep it.” You mumbled, and the moment your words passed your lips it seemed to have Yoongi huffing from behind you making you look over Hoseok's shoulder, wanting to shrink the moment your eyes met his tense body. Taehyung beside him had a hand rubbing up and down the Alphas back as his hand slammed down onto the counter and he stormed. The sound of his feet stomping up the step, the door being slammed had you jumping in Hoseok's lap as he let out soft shh's against your temple as you bowed your head. Your stomach twisting at the thought of making him upset, it made you appetite leave as you turned your head from Hoseok's spoonful.

“Honey..you need to eat.” Your Beta whispered against your cheek, your eyes burned slightly as you looked out the window, watching the wind blow the tall grass and move the thinner tree branches. “Please..for me? You’ll make me so happy if you do.” His words had you looking over at him, his eyes staring up at you as you felt your lip quiver slightly at the sight of him. You hear the spoon hit the bowl as his hand reaches up to push your head into his neck, making your turn on his lap, legs moving to hang off of one side of his legs. Your arms moving around his waist as you rest your nose against his scent gland. Enjoying the soft smell of oranges and honey the mist makes its way to your nose making you humm as you feel one of his hands move to your hair. ”Jimin did such a good job with your hair.” His words were soft, soothing as you nuzzled closer to his neck as your fingers began to twist his shirt between your fingers. “He also scented you pretty heavily..so did Joonie.” His words had you nodding against his shoulders as he started rocking you slightly. “You know..Yoongi..Yoongi really loves that wooden figurine you made us.” His words had your heart rate picking up as you nuzzled closer to him. “He put it there, and you know what?” he pauses pulling his head back making you look up at him as he gives you a tight lipped smile,before every meal he would go up and look at it before he ate, like he was saying hi to you.” His words made you mentally curse yourself at the what you had said about it, you had no idea that little stupid ugly wooden wolf would mean anything to any of the males in this house.

“I didn’t..I didn’t think..”

“It’s fine, Yoongi..it's the little things for him..and he’s already in a bit of a mood..and he just..he just kinda let it get to him.” Jin speaks up, making you look over at him, his eyes casted over at the two of you as you huff and puff slightly at his words, trying to hold back the burning tears. “Eat..okay? You’re probably still so tired that it's hard for you to handle some of the things you're feeling right now.You seemed to be getting overstimulated.” His voice was soft, soothing and it had you nodding, the words putting exactly how you were feeling into words.

You are tired, so tired that everything and anything, no matter how little or how big, felt like it was breaking you from the inside out. Mind was fuzzy for the first time in years, and the lingering feeling of Yoongi's Alpha command was still there in your joints, and the over-scenting that had happened was driving you vision to blur from a pain starting to form at the base of your neck. The build of the day finally hit you, and the only word that could put it was exactly what Jin said. Overstimulated.

“Okay..a few more spoonfuls.” You mumbled making Jin chirp in aproovle, and the a rumble from and Alpha had you looking to see Namjoon giving you a small dimpled smile at the other end of the table with Jimin in his lap.

“Good.” His word of approval had your stomach twisting differently than Yoongi's outburst, it made you want to receive more of it in the future, a small smile curling at the end of your lips as Hoseok grabs another spoonful and brings it to your lips.

“It’s cold now.” Hoseok says, making your shrugs as Jin gasps at the thought of you eating cold stew.

“I’ll get you a new hot bowl.”

“It's fine.”

“No, no mate of mine eats cold food.” He huffs standing taking the bowl, returning with a new steaming one as he sits back down on Jungkook's lap. “Now a few more spoonfuls then we’ll nest.”

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When you woke up next you were hot, your body felt as if it was burning, and it made you realize just how warm two Omegas and a nest full of furs really were. Trying to slip between their bodies was hard, harder than when you had woken up with just Jimin. But when you were finally able to stumble out of the nest and off of the mattress you all but fell onto the floor of the room, it had you freezing. Waiting for one of them to stir, wake up, yet when no one of them looks over the mattress and down at you from the bed it has you moving to crawl on your hands and knees, as to not risk making more noise from standing. Reaching up for the handle you open the door up and crawl out, moving to kneel to close the door, hoping that your movements don't wake Omega, Beta or Alpha alike in the home. Not wanting to see any of them, needing alone time, time to process what happened over the past day. How you had made yourself pretty much vulnerable to complete strangers without a second thought, how your world is being completely flipped and changed within hours. You now have an Omega that you feel like you;d do anything for, and another Omega that seems to be in an awkward balance of wanting to care for you and wanting to be cared for by you. The way he had acted while Jimin and him were building the nest you had just crawled out of.

“But what about..about pillows built against the wall?” Jin mumbled, his eyes moving from Jimin to you, where you were awkwardly sitting, your arms wrapped around your middle, watching the two omega deconstruct the quickly made nest Jimin had built prior, and putting together a bigger one. Furs had been dragged up the stairs and pillows apond pillows were surrounding the bed. Jin was in the center as Jimin was huffing as he kneaded and moved furs to the side.

“Hyung, why are you asking?” Jimin mumbled making the tops of Jin’s ears turn red as he huffed and smacked the back of Jimin's head making the Omega huff as your eyes widened at the eldest actions. Jin's eyes looked to you as he suddenly shrunk in on himself as he puffed out as you stood up and moved towards the nest making Jimin chuckle at Jin's reaction at you moving closer to the nest. Jin's eyes casted down as you tilt yours, Jimin continues keading and moving things around as Jin finally looks up at you.

“Sorry..I just..want to be perfect.” He mumbled, making you blink rapidly at him as you slowly crawled onto the bed and inside the nest. Resting on your knees you look around and shrug.

“I..I don't really know how to nest..haven't done it since I was a pup..the Alphas didn’t enjoy them.” Your words had both Jin and Jimin whimpering as Jin suddenly wrapped himself around you, his nose nudging your scent gland.

“Here..here you can nest all you want.” Jin mumbled, making you nod as you pull back and look at him, cupping his cheek, whipping a tear that was falling down his face as the spicy sweet scent of cinnamon swarms the room mixing with Jimin's sweet sticky scent of caramel apples. “I’ll teach you..teach you how to nest.and how important it is to Omegas.” Jin murmured, making you nod as you leaned in and pressed the tip of your nose to his, making the red from his ears spread down to his cheeks as he cleared his throat. “Then maybe you can build me a nest..one day.” he mumbled, making Jimin giggle as you looked over at the smaller male.

“Jinnie feels small around you.” Your eyes cast back over to Jin who was now cupping his hands over his cheeks when your eyes met his. His face bright red, and his body pretty much curling in on himself as you moved closer to him, your hand moving to grab one of his hands pressing a kiss to the back of it making Jin huff as he practically throws himself onto the bed and away from you. “Look how red you made him.” Jimin teased, making you giggle slightly at him making Jin playfully growl at the two of you.

“Shut up.”

Wandering down the stairs, as slowly as you could, you came across another dilemma, how to pass the Head Alpha and Head Betas room without waking them. Not only because you didn’t want to disturb their sleep, but you also really just needed to be alone. As you sneak past the doors, you are greeted with a pitch black sitting area, and then the sound of a loud gush of wind has you walking towards the sliding glass door. Opening it, you step outside your skin turning as you feel how the hair on your arms stand on end as the cold air of winter blows, moving you shut the door behind you. Eyes looking out you start to see the white dust of snow covering the tall grass of the field making you feel your smile lift at the end of your lips as you move to sit on the swing.

Your eyes stare off, knees to your chest hand clasped together at your shins as you watch the snow fall. The wind blows and a gust of snow rolls onto the wooden porch, the swing moving you gently forward and back as you listen to the howling of the storm. The morning sky is barely visible, covered by the dark clouds. The trees swaying with the wind, snow frosting the leaves, and see swirls of shapes forming in the snow fall. The cold air burns your toes and fingers, that warm burn spreads all over your exposed skin as you let out a deep breath, the coldness catching it making it into a cloud.

"She she's not in the nest Alpha. Omega isn't in Minnie's nest." A panic voice cries from inside making your body tense,your mind crying out for you to go inside and show Jimin that you were safe, yet you didn't move. Not because you wanted to cause more worry, no, you just felt the need to be outside. Having been outside for the past eight years, being inside felt as if you were suffocating. Be scented, hand fed, having a nest built for you and just having people care for you felt suffocating. You also feel undeserving of all of the acts that your mates have done for you. From the simple act of bringing clothes, to the making of food. How your Alpha insisted on cleaning up after you, to your Betas doting over you and your Omegas never leaving your side. You don't understand this life, don't understand mated packs, let alone have any knowledge on how to handle letting your Omega to possibly reenter your life, which would be giving up some of your control you have over yourself and your emotions to that part of you.

"Her scent is still strong Jimin, she couldn't be far." Yoongi's voice calls, it has your eyes blinking rapidly and your heart rate picks up. The lingering fear of his Alpha command that you had felt the other day still sticking in your system. It has you tightly closing your eyes as you bury your head into your chest, the sound of bare feet and panic inside as you breathing quicken, and when the sliding glass door opens you feel the fear thicken in your veins. Cracked black pepper twisted in the air, it has your nose twitching as you felt tears gather in your eyes with how tightly you held them shut. "I found her, tell Jimin I'll bring her up to him in a bit." His voice made the hair on your arms stand on end as you hear the door shut then the sound of a breath passing through teeth, almost a hiss like sound. "Its pretty fucking cold out here....why don't we go inside." Silence. "Omega come on, let go get you warm...Jin and Jimin can warm you up in that nest they built for you." Silence. "Y/n." Silence.

In that moment you don't know if he just accepted that you were gonna reply if what, but he joins you on the swing. His hips pressing against yours, tingles spreading into your muscle as you felt the need to peak over at him. His dark hair was falling into his eyes, as he looks off watching the snowfall, his clothing was almost matching yours shorts and a long sleeved top. His pale skin was almost glowing against the cold air, he takes a deep breath in and looks over at you. Eyes meeting each other as he sighs as leans closer making your breath hitch in the back of your throat. Watching as his pink tongue pokes out and touches his chapped lips, his nose almost brushing your temple. Heat spreads across your body as he pulls back and gives you a soft gummy smile.

"Wanna..wanna go for a run?" Your head lifts slightly from your knees, his eyes finally pulling from yours as he stood up and looked at you. Your eyes following him as he lifts his shirt, as it moved across his skin you saw the way that though he was skinnier than Jungkook and Namjoon he was still ripped. His Alpha hormones naturally defined his muscles, his body toner than any Beta or Omega could be. He steps off the porch and into the snow, your head lifting when you watch as he shifts, his shorts ripping in the air as dark chocolate fur spreads across his skin as his body shakes, the amber eyes of his staring right at you as he sits down. The snow frosting the ends of his fur coat as he stares at you, his eyes bright yet not as bright as you had seen with Namjoons but just as spine chilling.

You watch as his fluffy tail flicks back and forth when he suddenly snaps at the air making you lift your head and tilt your head as he lifts himself on his high legs and jumps. Suddenly he was spinning trying to catch his tail between his teeth making you drop your legs from your chest. Your bare feet pressing against the cold wooden floor below, your hands sliding to rest on either side of you as you grip the swing as you watch the way his body moves around. Your skin started itching as you took a deep breath in as your felt the want, the need to shift was crossing through your veins as you let out a huff and stood up, Sliding the sweater off of yourself you watch as his wolf once he caught your nude form look away just as quickly a she looked at you. You fight off a small smile and blush at the thought of him seeing you, though you push it away as you jump off of the porch and shift.

As you stand next to him you see how similar your coats were, your coat just a shade darker yet his coat was healthier and fuller than your own. It made you feel slightly insecure yet the way his nose nudged under your chin as you felt his tail brush under anda across your belly had your heart beating rapidly as he suddenly nipped at you. It has a growl passing your lips as you lift your head above his making his ears push back against his head as his lips curled as he slowly lowered himself down to the ground then suddenly you took off. He quickly follows after you, his teeth nipping at your tail as you move into the trees as the two of you weave around the tree till he suddenly jumps, making you be pushed down into the snow. Rolling onto your belly he stands above you. Paws on either side of your head as his nose presses against your neck making you shutter as he lays against you. He dropped his complet body weight against your making you huff as he suddenly starts to lick at your neck, and up your jaw. The feeling of his tongue running across your fur had you shutting your eyes, enjoying the feeling of being groomed. Your head turning to the side a syou feel the way his tongue slides across your nose as he pulls back and grunts at you. His body rolling off of yours making you see the way he laid in the snow, making you nudge your nose against his cheek making him huff. Your head pulls back as you see the way his tail swishes in the snow, when you hear a voice calling out.

“Yoongi? Y/n?” Namjoons voice calls out making Yoongi stand, his nose nudging under your snot making you follow as the two of you start to follow Namjoon's voice. As you do the two of your bump your hips together as the two of your finally leave the tree line, where you see a slightly anxious looking Namjoon and Jin making you move forward faster the Yoongi as you move to stand in front of Jin, nose nudging against his thigh a she giggles down a you.

“Enjoying the snowfall I see.”

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reminders of him - eddie munson

summary: it's your first night in your own room after all that happened. you're all alone, freshly showered, and ready for bed. but, sleep doesn't come to you as easily as you'd hoped. the only thing that fills your head is him.

warnings: mentions of death, vecna (pre, during, and post), trouble falling asleep, hella angst, fluff, pet names (pretty girl, my girl, my daring enchantress—this is eddie we're talking about, baby, sweetheart, sweet girl), making out, removal of clothes, allusion to smut (probably the closest i've ever gotten to truly writing it tbh), eddie being the best boyfriend, eddie's death unfortunately, proofread once

a/n: idk why i was in a heartbreaking mood when writing this, but for my angst lovers, this is for you. also this is kinda inspired by the song ceilings by lizzy mcalpine

word count: 6.9k+

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your sheets smelled of fresh cotton when you finally got the chance to fall into them, the scent filling your nostrils and bringing a wave of comfort over yourself that you hadn't felt in several days. it felt like it had been months. maybe even years.

since it happened, you hadn't had a true chance to just be. between spending your time at max's bedside with the sinclairs, helping out hawkins citizens at the school with steve, dustin, and robin, and just making sure everyone else was okay, you let your own needs get lost in the mix and you were exceedingly exhausted.

being in the shower felt nice. the near-sizzling droplets pelting your sore muscles forced them to loosen up from the constant tension they'd endured since chrissy died.

chrissy.

your eyes screwed shut as the memory resurfaced and you tried to rid your mind of it by giving it a light shake. your attempts were mostly futile, so you resorted to focusing on something else: getting some sleep somewhere other than a ridiculously uncomfortable hospital chair and steve harrington's couch.

once you had settled and pulled the blanket up to your chest, you turned from your side to lie on your back and closed your eyes. just when you finally let them shut, you could only see flashes of what happened while you were down there and opened them again. since you couldn't make yourself fall asleep, you'd just have to wait it out until your body fell asleep naturally like you had been doing.

staring up after so long made you realize how much you despise popcorn ceilings. but at least you could make your own constellations out of the small hills that coated it to pass the time.

huffing in annoyance at your inability to go to sleep, you turned back onto your side and take in the small details of your room. down by your desk legs were your favorite pair of yellow converse and a small yet sad smile pulled at your lips at the memory that flooded your mind.

you were wearing them when you met him.

"shit, shit, shit. you stupid piece of shit! don't do this to me now," you grumbled at the vehicle. you were almost home. you had just made it to hawkins. why did your car have to crap out on you now?

pulled over on the side of the road maybe a half mile away from the 'welcome to hawkins' sign, you turned the key over again only to hear a nasty sputtering coming from under the hood. you stopped, not wanting to make whatever the issue was any worse, and leaned your head against the steering wheel for a moment.

a short, exasperated, "fuck," fell from your lips before you lifted your head to look outside. the rain seemed to pick up even harder, almost tauntingly. you wanted to cry but felt like it'd be a waste of time at this point. you'd left your umbrella in your bedroom too so you'd have to brace this weather all on your own.

taking in a short inhale to calm your nerves, you placed your keys in your pocket and got out to begin the trek to the nearest phone booth just past the trailer park. you just hoped no weirdos found you on your way.

"hey!" someone called when you walked past some of the trailers. you were going to pretend like you didn't even hear the person shouting for you, but the voice sounded somewhat familiar. you turned at the sound of the footsteps jogging to approach you.

"yeah?" you asked, seeing none other than eddie munson stopping in front of you. you knew of the boy. he was the one a lot of the jocks liked to pick on, but you admired how he ignored them and kept on being him.

"what are you doing walking out here in the rain?" he inquired, brows pulled together in what seemed like concern for you. "are you okay?"

the rainwater that hit his head made his usually unruly curly mess of locks a bit tamer and for some reason, whether it be his caring nature or the rain drawing your attention to his features, your stomach felt fluttery. eddie munson, leader of hellfire, three-time senior, was making butterflies fly around in your tummy.

"my car broke down and i need a phone."

"you are welcome to come inside and use mine," he offered as a water drop fell from the bangs that were stuck to his forehead down his nose, and then down to the ground. why have you never noticed how cute he was until now?

"okay."

you let your eyes fall down to your shoes which were no doubt housing their own little ponds with how much water had filled them on the walk thus far. you could feel the water slosh around with each step you took as you followed eddie back to his trailer.

"let me get you a towel," he told you once you were inside before disappearing into one of the rooms—the bathroom, you assumed—down the hall and coming out with a large towel. "here," he spoke softly when he stepped closer to you to wrap the towel around your shoulders. after running his hands over the towel to make sure it was in place, he gave you a short grin before leading you to the phone.

once he saw you put the phone to your ear, he left the room to give you some privacy while the sound of the line ringing was heard on your end. in curiosity, you glanced around the place and took in the details. eddie or whoever he lived with was very seriously into mugs. the messiness was definitely eddie's doing though.

while the ringing continued, you heard a thud come from the room eddie went in followed by an, "oh shit."

you rolled your eyes and giggled until the line went dead. when you tried again, you got the same result.

"fuck."

eddie reentered the room, his hair looking a little drier and messier. "everything alright?"

"no one answered," you said after turning to face him. you pulled the edges of the towel closer around your body for some warmth and leaned against the wall behind you.

"oh," eddie started before you watched an idea pop into his head, "you could stay here if you want or i could drive you home."

the sound of the rain pelting the roof grew louder and louder by the second, enough to make both you and eddie look up to the ceiling as if the raindrops would pierce through the roof. the flash of light that came from the window and the roar of thunder that followed it seemed to mock you even further as you deflated.

your eyes came back down to meet his. "i can't make you drive in this weather."

"i can't let you walk home in this weather," he added to his point.

"then, i guess i'll stay."

within the moments that followed, eddie had given you the grand munson trailer tour—all you had left to see was the bathroom and his bedroom really—a fresh set of clothes to change into that he had tossed in the dryer for a second to warm up for you, set your shoes up in front of a box fan to dry, placed your previous clothes in the dryer, and turned the heater on so you'd be warm in his room since he refused to let you sleep on the couch.

"you all good?" he asked from the doorway where he stood.

"yes, eddie. you've done more than enough. you don't have to worry about me anymore. thank you," you told him honestly. you had expressed your gratitude to him so much tonight, but the boy just kept on giving. why he was so widely hated on at your school was mind blowing to you now that you had experienced firsthand just how nice he was.

the boy wore a bashful grin before he spoke again. "you know, i've dabbled in some mechanic work over the past few summers so if you want, i could take a look at your car in the morning to see if i can figure out the issue."

"no, eddie. you don't have to," you began to protest. "you've already done so much for me. i can get it fixed on my own, though i appreciate the offer."

"can't a man want to help a pretty girl every once in a while?" he stated, not realizing the effect the pet name had on you. "come on, let me do it. i haven't been able to get my hands dirty in so long and i miss it. it's a win-win for both of us."

as you had learned progressively throughout the night, he was damn near impossible to say no to, so once again, you caved.

"okay." his excitement over the seemingly small matter was cute.

his smile made it all worth it.

you'd give anything to go back to that night now. what had started as an incredibly shitty night ended up being not so bad.

you just don't know what you'd do if given the opportunity.

would you have ignored him to begin with as you had originally planned to save yourself the heartache? or would you take in every moment even more since you know now how the story ends?

before you can think on it too long, your eyes shift from the shoes to your nightstand, more so to the paper circle that sits next to your lamp before you lean over to pick it up.

fiddling with the object, you thought back to the night you received it.

your first date.

"what's with us and rainy nights?" you commented as you watched the rain pick up outside the diner window. this wasn't like the rain from a couple of weeks ago though. this was much softer, more ambient than agressive.

he hummed in thought for a moment, eyes still trained on the straw paper between his fingertips. "i don't know," eddie spoke thoughtfully. it was an odd coincidence, but he was too focused on his creation.

you leaned forward against the table. "whatcha makin' over there, munson?"

"none of your business, y/l/n," he retorted playfully while moving his hands under the table to continue his work in private. his eyes lifted to meet yours with a smile on his lips. you couldn't help but return his grin.

while recounting another silly memory of your coworkers, steve and robin, from your shift yesterday to eddie, you fiddled with your own straw paper, tying it in multiple knots until the sheen on a silver pig came into view. his ringed hand laid over yours to hold it gently.

the man had all of your attention and your interest was piqued. based on what you knew solely about eddie before you two became closer was that he was full of surprises and with the budding relationship between you two, that very fact had been further cemented.

he turned his hand that held yours so that your palms were facing each other. he had singled out your ring finger and brought his other hand to it, sliding on the paper ring he had made for you. his fingers situated it so that the knot he'd constructed to resemble a gem was placed in the center before he looked up at you.

"for you, my daring enchantress," he muttered, still holding your hand in his. you were so focused on the warmth that was spreading throughout your entire body at his sweet actions that you almost missed his nickname for you.

"daring?" you inquired, eyebrow raised when you met his eyes.

"of course," he stated matter-of-factly as if there was no other way he'd view you other than that. "it takes guts to go on journeys in the dead of night while a mighty storm barrels on."

you loved how he'd get into storytelling mode, the cadence of his voice rising up and falling down with the swells and dips of the narrative. you let your head rest on your other hand, ready to sit and listen to how his story continued in awe.

"i'm lucky i had a charming knight in shining leather looking out for me that night," you added with a smile. eddie shared a bashful grin with youu before his eyes fell down to your joined hands, seemingly wanting to avoid eye contact with you.

"i'm not sure if it was luck," he mumbled mildly, playing with the paper ring on your finger in a nervous manner. "at least on your end anyway."

in an instant, your heart moves from feeling fluttery to feeling tight.

you flipped your hand to hold his and brought your other to lay on top of them.

"hey," you called in hopes he'd look up at you. he did. "i guess i haven't made it very clear, but i will now. i like you, eddie. i'm kinda glad that piece of shit car broke down because if it hadn't, i would've only gotten to see you in passing at school, not really know you like i'm getting to do now. trudging in the rain and having the worst cold known to man the week after is something i'd do again if it'd get me here with you."

you relish in the way he perks up at your words. with the way he radiated confidence, you were kind of surprised to see him be a bit vulnerable and insecure, but you were ready to squash it and build him back up again.

these past few weeks you'd known eddie had been the best you'd had in a while. you weren't trying to give that up any time soon.

"alright," eddie sighed, leaning back in his seat, "i've gotta get you home. i'd hate to be on your parents' bad side before i've even met them."

the fluttery feeling returned at the thought of eddie being in your life long enough to meet your parents.

as much as you didn't want to leave, you knew that you had to. your curfew was at ten-thirty and it was currently fifteen minutes until then. after eddie paid—he insisted on it for the first date—led you to his van, opened the door for you, and drove you home, you two sat outside of your house for the last five minutes, continuing the conversation you'd been having on the ride over.

the clock reads 10:28 and you both know that you'll have to leave soon. the thing is that you really don't want to. you want to sit in eddie's passenger seat while his iron maiden cassette plays lowly in the background so you both can still hear each other when you talk.

you think eddie feels the same as you do when you meet his eye across the seat. after your eyes made that connection, it was like there was a magnetic pull between you two.

you scooted closer first, eddie soon to follow. his hand traveled up your arm to rest behind your neck while his other found your waist. your hands came to cradle his face and jacket and all it took was one look. one look that the two of you shared that let the other know that you wanted this desperately before your lips met his.

you remembered feeling on cloud nine that night. you'd fallen into the bed you lay on now, feeling giggly and warm all over.

you'd felt like the girls in movies you used to make fun of for acting like idiots after having any sort of encounter with the guy of their dreams. the ones who just had their first kiss with the guy they were in love with who couldn't wipe the stupid smile off their face and fell asleep dreaming of the moment over and over again.

you stretched to put the paper ring back on the bedside table and recoiled back to your laying position. sleep was gaining on you, but it wasn't quite there yet.

rolling back over onto your back, you grumbled lightly at your aggravation toward not being able to fall asleep. taking in a deep breath, you swore you could still smell the faint scent of weed from him. you wished he was here now to help you go to sleep. you always slept better in his arms.

you glanced to your left and attempted to imagine him there next to you like he was the first time he ever laid in your bed.

your parents were out for the weekend so obviously, eddie was staying over.

you didn't know what it was about him today, but you felt like you were ten times more in love with him than you were yesterday. it was probably the confession of love you two shared moments prior that led to the heated makeout session you two engaged in now.

it was a mess of lips, teeth, and tongue as you moved backward, letting eddie lead you to your bedroom. you weren't sure how you didn't bump into every wall and surface on your way in, but eddie was skilled at maneuvering you both while still giving your mouth the attention it deserved.

the back of your legs felt your mattress while your hands helped eddie's pull off his jacket and vest, leaving his top covered in his hellfire shirt. you gripped onto his shoulders and hair, not missing how he groaned when you unintentionally pulled on it. he felt the way your lips pulled into a smirk against his own and knew you were going to pull out that trick later on.

using one arm to hold you to him by your waist, he used his other to brace you both while he laid down with you on your bed.

"fuck," he muttered into your mouth, "i fuckin' love you, baby."

you giggled into the kiss in response until his lips moved to your jaw.

"i love you so much, eddie," you spoke in a breathy voice as you tried to get your mind back on track, but it was hard. you felt like you'd touched a live wire in the best way possible. "so much."

eddie's lips had made their way just below your ear and he started to suck on a particularly sensitive spot.

"oh shit," you breathed out blissfully. your fingers had scrunched up the material of his shirt to hold onto it before they moved down to the hem. "fuck, eddie. can i?"

he knew what you were asking for when he felt you tug at the end of the fabric and he was more than happy to oblige.

"please."

you wasted no time in ridding the boy of the club t-shirt and letting your eyes take in some of your favorite parts of him. his softness, both in his personality and physicality, was something that drew you to him from the beginning.

your hands ran down his gentle sides and up his back, taking in every bit of him. you adored the inked drawings on his skin and there was no way you weren't feeling dizzy at the sight of the trail of hair that went from below his navel and disappeared into his jeans.

"eddie," you whined as he continued his assault on your neck. you were definitely going to have to put in some work to make sure the marks he was leaving behind weren't visible to the naked eye when your parents got back.

"yeah, sweetheart?" he called to you, his voice so sultry and smooth. his eyes bored into yours when he lifted his head up to gaze at you. you'd never felt so nervous yet so at ease.

"i want more."

while eddie was delighted to hear it, he had to be sure. "positive?"

"please," you basically begged and the sound had eddie diving back down to kiss your lips until they were numb.

"can i take your shirt off?" he started, wanting to take it slow.

you, on the other hand, were too eager to feel him. you grabbed his hands in yours and led them to the bottom of your top, telling him without words to take it off. once he'd gotten it off, you made quick work to begin unbuttoning his pants.

"this is okay, right?" you inquired quickly. you wouldn't have started if you thought he wasn't okay with it, but you wanted to double-check.

"go right ahead, sweet girl. as long as i can take off this." his finger ran under the strap of your bra. your nod and continued work on his jeans answered his request so his hands slipped beneath you to fiddle with the hooks.

after that, it was a mixture of soft kisses, joined hands, whispers of love, pleasurable touches, linked bodies, and breathlessness.

once all was said and done, you curled into eddie's side, hearing his heartbeat under your ear. his ringed fingers ran up and down your bare back as he cherished the skin-to-skin contact and this moment with you. he had never felt for someone as he did for you and he'd hate for anything to tear you two apart.

"eddie?" your small voice broke the boy from his thoughts.

he pressed a small kiss to the top of your head before speaking up. "yeah?"

"please don't ever leave me," you mumbled into his skin, your arms tightening around him. it was lovely to be able to lay like this with him. you just didn't want it to ever end.

he gave you a small squeeze and lifted your face to meet his. "i would never ever leave my girl."

you were starting to get pissed with yourself. why couldn't you just fall asleep?

you sat up and glanced over to your bag, contemplating whether you should pack your bag and go somewhere else. maybe to steve's or robin's or if you waited long enough, you could wait for visiting hours to open up at the hospital and go see max. you never had this much trouble falling asleep at any of those places.

there were just too many reminders of him here and you couldn't fall asleep. when someone else was around, you could be distracted, but alone with yourself and your thoughts, sleep was proving to be a major obstacle.

slipping on some shorts and shoes, you walked out to your kitchen to dial steve's number. as you placed the phone between your ear and shoulder, you reached down to fix your shoelaces and caught a glimpse of the braided leather bracelet that circled your wrist currently. it had only been there for maybe twenty days at this point.

"i'm just saying. it's the cult of vecna. you can't miss it," eddie whined while pulling up to the school.

"you know i wouldn't miss it for the world if i hadn't already promised lucas, robin, and steve that i'd be at this game. it's the championship game, eddie," you shared with him even though he's known that for ages. it didn't mean he wasn't going to pout about it though.

dramatically, he threw his head back to hit the headrest after he parked, his hair moving wildly with his movements.

"stop it, you're going to make me feel bad," you told him once you situated yourself to turn and face him.

his eyes were screwed shut to add to the theatrics, but he popped one open to peek at you. his ridiculous behavior elicited a giggle from you and the sound alone was enough to make him drop the act and soften.

"fine, you're off the hook, but you have to give me a good luck kiss before you go."

you playfully scoffed. "like i would've let you leave without one."

you leaned up onto your knees and let your hands cup his face before your lips pressed against his. he gripped at your sides while trying to hold you close to him. he didn't want to let you go, but he was overly excited for hellfire tonight.

"just remember," he started, breaking away for a moment before diving back in, "i've got a deal tonight." another kiss. "but after that." he pulled you into his lap, a leg on either side of his thighs as you straddled him. "i'm all yours, baby."

you broke away for the sole reason of oxygen deprivation and took the moment to admire him with his messy hair, flushed cheeks, and swollen lips. a finger of yours came up to twirl a dark curled strand.

"promise?"

"i'll call you before i leave my house to head to yours," eddie shared, eyes watching you in adoration. he swore he could sit and observe you for hours on end if you let him.

he felt you try to move off of him to head inside, but his grip on your waist held you where you were.

"wait a second." confused, you watched him with a raised brow as he fiddled with one of the bracelets on his wrist. he'd taken off the leather one—it was the first piece of jewelry of his that you'd complimented—and began to wrap it around your wrist. "been meaning to give you this for a while now. i think it suits you better than me anyway," he spoke cooly like this wasn't a big deal though you both knew it was.

you just rolled your eyes and kissed his lips again.

"hellooo?" you heard steve's voice repeat into the phone. it took you a second to get out of your head and realize he'd spoken three times before you finally responded.

"sorry. uh, it's me, y/n. did i wake you?"

you could hear in his voice that you did, but he wasn't going to let you know that.

"oh no, i was just watching a movie," he fibbed. "what's up?"

"can't sleep," you started before looking back down at the bracelet. "i don't know if i can be here. it's a little too much, you know?"

steve understood. he always did.

"you know you're more than welcome to come over here."

a light smile pulled at your lips as you nodded though he couldn't see it. "thank you."

"no problem. i'll turn on the porch light."

you would never not be proud of who steve was now. he was almost like a completely different person compared to how he was a few years ago. and now that you know more of what he had endured in those few years, you respected and felt for him even more.

when you found out about it all was probably the most stressful day in your entire life.

"what if he's not here?" robin inquired, flashlight shining against the door of reefer rick's house.

"he has to be," you responded sharply. you wouldn't know what to do if he wasn't so there was no other option in your mind. eddie had to be here.

"could he be in there?" max called over to you guys. steve got dustin to stop yelling into the house—for one of the smartest people in your group, he sure did some dumb things—and followed you and robin to the redhead.

her light pointed to a secluded boathouse which was the perfect place to hide in your opinion. you could only hope eddie thought the same thing.

once inside, you all split to look around. you, max, and robin found some food wrappers that looked to be pretty recent given their lack of dusty coating while the boys bickered and prodded some tarp with an oar.

you, entirely fed up with the entire situation of your love being missing and hunted in addition to steve and dustin's constant squabbling, walked over and took the oar from steve's hands. both steve and dustin were staring at you in wonder.

neither of them had ever seen you so angry.

"you two need to get it together. eddie is missing. you hear me? missing. he's gone. so i don't have time for all this silly shit. so, stop being pussies and lift the damn tarp like a man." you punctuated your sentence by handing steve the oar back and lifting the tarp yourself.

only you didn't get to look at what was inside before you were pushed against the wall, broken glass held to your neck. but that isn't what you were focused on.

no, your eyes were locked on the ones you called home which were now filled with so much fear that it broke your heart in two. his next question only finalized that break.

"are you real?"

you softened immediately as tears pooled in your eyes.

"are you my charming knight in shining leather?" that was all eddie needed before he wrapped you tightly in his arms. you reciprocated, hands clutching at his jacket as you held him close.

ever since you saw his trailer in the background of the news this morning, you'd been terrified not only for him but of what he could've ended up in. max shared with you guys what chrissy's body looked like on eddie's living room floor and you were afraid he was in the same state somewhere else. and if he wasn't dead at the hands of whoever killed chrissy, you were scared he'd gotten caught by someone else who wasn't going to think twice about putting a bullet in his head or beating him unconscious.

but he wasn't hurt in any way physically that you could tell. mentally was another story but physically, he was safe and in your arms and you were flooded with relief.

you pulled your face away from where you'd buried it in the crook of his neck to get a good look at him. the cool, wet lines you felt on your cheeks let you know you'd been crying.

"you are okay, right?"

he nodded. "yeah, but chrissy…"

"you don't have to talk about it. we know."

this time, he shook his head. "no. no, you don't." you hated how his lower lip trembled. "and you wouldn't believe me if i told you what happened. no one would."

max spoke up confidently. "try us."

that was when you learned all about what steve, robin, and the kids had endured over the past few years and what eddie had gone through the previous night. and now as you reached for your keys on the hook, the bracelet eddie had given you slipped down your wrist a bit, revealing the imprinted memory of the bats that tried to kill you when you were down there.

you ignored the thought as you took the keys and made your way to your car.

you hadn't driven it since the day everything happened. everything that you'd had nightmares about. everything you never wished upon anyone, even your greatest enemies.

"eddie!" you and dustin both shouted at the boy. he'd started up the makeshift rope—sheets and pillowcases that dustin had tied together previously—but then he backed down.

"what are you doing?" dustin inquired, but you knew deep down what decision he was making. he had talked the whole time since chrissy died about how he always ran away when disaster struck and was really beating himself up about it. he wasn't going to do it this time. he was going back in.

"eddie, no! stop!" dustin continued to shout. you were already climbing back up the rope as eddie kicked away the mattress on his side.

"i'm buying more time," he filled you two in. his eyes locked with yours when he muttered a short, "i'm sorry," before slashing the rope and running out of the trailer in the upside down.

he didn't even see that you'd caught yourself by holding onto the edge of the opening.

"dustin, push me up," you ordered, swinging your feet for him to use to propel you into the other dimension. you weren't going to fight eddie on not running away this time, but you'd be damned if you were going to be by his side as he did.

the fifteen-year-old wasted no time in coming to your aid. he'd learned over the course of the past few days that you meant business especially when it came to eddie.

you'd manuvered yourself to have most of your body in the upside down and your head in the original dimension. you looked to dustin one last time.

"you stay here, alright? we have this. you just wait here."

for you, it wasn't a request. you were telling him what to do before you worked on lowering yourself gently onto the ground. there was a little sting that shot up your leg when you landed, but it was easy to ignore. once you checked to make sure you had your spear and shield, you were out and running after eddie who was biking away followed by a demobat swarm.

it was hard to get close to him considering you were on foot and he was biking as hard as he could, but then, he stopped and so did your heart.

"no," you mumbled to yourself before trying to gain some speed. "eddie!"

he couldn't hear you. you knew that, but you were desperate. you couldn't lose him. you knew he wouldn't be able to stay in hawkins after everything, but you were prepared to follow him wherever. he was your everything. you felt like you were nothing without him.

as your feet led you to him, you watched him stab and swing at the bats that circled around him like a tornado. he managed to get some of them, but he was far too outnumbered and they used that to their advantage. quickly, they had him restrained with their tails and attacked at his sides. the sound of his screams pained you to hear.

when you finally did reach him, all the bats had dropped to the ground, seemingly unconscious. you would've been more curious about the miracle that was if you weren't so worried about eddie.

"eddie, eddie," you called out when you reached his side. sitting down next to him, you pulled his head into your lap and ran a hand over his bandana. the sight of him in this state made you feel nauseous. "oh god, eddie."

"bad, huh?" your teary eyes snapped up to his and you shook your head.

"no," your voice betrayed you with a quiver, "you're gonna be fine." he didn't believe you one bit, but he liked to hold onto your hope for him. "we just gotta get you to a hospital, okay?"

he gave you the faintest of nods. "okay."

"you gotta help me a little bit," you told him when you tried to pull him up, "come on."

"i think i just… i think i just need a second, okay?" while you didn't have the time to waste, you didn't want to make him hurt more than he already was. you just hoped steve, robin, and nancy would be back soon to help you get him home.

"okay." eddie coughed a little before his equally teary eyes met yours.

"i didn't run away this time, right?"

that elicited a sob from your body while you shook your head. "no, no, no." your fingers pushed any stray or straggling hairs away from his face. "you didn't run."

"you're gonna have to keep an eye out for those little sheep of mine for me, okay?"

"eddie," you sighed.

you didn't like how he was talking like this was the end for him. it wasn't. you couldn't let that happen. you could save him. you just had to get him out of here. where the hell are steve, nancy, and robin? just one of them should be enough to help you.

"say it," he started, "please."

"i-" you took in a shaky breath and squeezed your eyes shut. "i'll look after them."

"good. we're gonna graduate together, you know? and then, we're gonna get the hell out of hawkins, find a place together, i'll do my own thing with music and you can do whatever you want to with your gap year before you go to school. i think it's finally my year, our year."

you listened intently while the tears continued to endlessly stream down your cheeks.

"you know i was gonna marry you."

you sobbed before speaking. "you still can."

eddie smiled and reached up to run his thumb across your cheek, pushing your tears to the side. it was useless. they were replaced as soon as he moved the old ones.

"i love you so much, my daring enchantress." you let out a tearful laugh at the name you hadn't heard since your first date. you tried not to think about how this was probably the last time you'd ever hear him say those words again.

"i love you too, my hero." earlier, eddie had mentioned how he wasn't a hero, but his actions refuted that. he was a hero and no one would ever truly know the extent of it.

eddie's lips pulled up into a small smile before he started to cough again.

"eddie…" you whispered, watching his coughs turn into him choking. he stopped a short moment later and dread filled your stomach when he stopped moving. "eddie?"

he didn't respond, only continued to stare blankly at you.

"eddie? eddie! eddie, no! eddie, please! eddie," you continued as you shook his body gently.

he couldn't leave you. he couldn't. not yet. not ever. you needed him. your hands cupped his cheeks while your eyes searched his eyes for any movement.

he remained still.

"no," you stated, sobs and cries spilling from your lips. leaning forward, you pressed your lips to his forehead as a final goodbye before mumbling against his sweaty skin, "i'm sorry. i'm sorry. i'm so sorry, eddie."

you didn't even know what you were apologizing for, but you were certain there was more you could've done to prevent this.

you pulled into steve's driveway and turned off the engine. looking down to take off your seatbelt, you noticed how your shirt was wet before bringing your hands to your face, your fingertips coming back with water on them as well.

you hadn't cried about it since you left the upside down. in your mind, it still didn't feel real. but when you looked over to the passenger seat and saw the guitar pick necklace you'd taken with you when you came back peeking out from below your bookbag, it really hit you.

eddie should be here. he should be here with you. he should be here, holding you while you cry, not being the source of your tears. he doesn't exist anymore and that thought alone is so difficult for you to fathom. it was finally setting in and you hated it.

sobs filled the car as that deep pain in your chest you felt when he died in your arms returned. you wished you'd never gone into his trailer on that rainy night. you wished you'd never agreed to go with him to the diner. you wished you never let him in as much as you did. you wished he was only the town freak to you, not your soulmate.

your hands came up to your chest, trying to lessen the pain you felt, but it was no use. it only increased and it became harder to breathe. the worst part was that the one person you wanted wasn't here anymore and that just made it hurt worse.

you didn't even notice that your car door had opened until you felt someone's hands on you. in any other situation, you would've freaked out, but they handled you with such care and you'd recognize the watch on his wrist anywhere.

"hey, hey, look at me. breathe with me," steve's voice broke through your thoughts momentarily. he'd turned your body to face him where he was crouched down in front of you.

once you had calmed a little, you felt yourself getting all worked up again and your face crumbled when your thoughts resurfaced.

"steve, he's gone. not like he'll be back, gone forever," you sobbed. steve's hands held yours as he attempted to soothe you. he knew this was inevitable, that everything would hit you like a ton of bricks, and that you'd be in shambles. that didn't mean he knew exactly how to help you though.

the closest he had ever felt to this kind of heartache was nancy breaking his heart, but nancy was still alive and there was a small possibility of them rekindling their old relationship. that was nowhere near what you were experiencing.

not only did eddie die, but you had to watch it. you had to watch the life leave his eyes, unable to do anything about it. you had to do this all while experiencing the upside down's worst for the first time. you didn't deserve this. no one did.

you were hurting deeply and all steve had to offer was support and comfort.

"come here," he whispered and you were quick to close the space between you to wrap your arms around him. he didn't feel as good as eddie nor did his smell put you at ease as much as eddie's. but you had to learn that eddie wasn't here. he wasn't coming back. it was just going to be you and your friends.

you didn't know how you were going to live in a world without your charming knight in shining leather.

but, you'd have to find a way.

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sluts4shigaraki · 2 years

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BACK TO SCHOOL!

CW ♡ none really for this chapter. mild creepiness from shiggy but what’s new tbh

Pairing ♡ shigaraki/fem!reader

Word count ♡ 2,100

minors/ageless blogs DNI ♡ you will be blocked

A/N ♡ as of right now i’ve got around 7 chapters for this but i’ll be scattering posting them, i’m trying to get back into writing again so this blog will be semi active ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡ also it’s under a read more bc all these chapters are kinda fat. so obv reader is chubby in this, but you can assume that all of my reader fics are chubby reader tbh

DAY ONE

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Calculus was your worst class. Not just because you were bad at it, or because Mr. Byrne was rude to you, but because of him. Tomura was a part of an exchange student program. Most of the students adjusted well and made friends, but it seemed like Tomura didn’t even want to be here. He constantly had his hood up and never spoke to anyone as he moved across campus. He sat directly behind you, never contributing to any discussions. All he did was stare at you so hard you could feel his eyes burning a hole in your head. This semester felt like it would last forever thanks to this class. You tried to take notes and listen to the lecture but none of it made sense. As the lecture came to a close, your professor called your name, and Tomura’s. Your heart dropped to your stomach.

“Can you two stay for a moment?” Oh good lord. Holding your breath, you stepped up to your professors desk. “Your test scores have been… inadequate lately. So I’ve asked Tomura to tutor you. He’s already agreed, and I’m willing to bump your grade up. As long as you’re willing to meet up for an hour or two every day till the test next week,” he presented a sheet, dates, times and a place for a signature. “You two fill these out and we’ll see what we can do,” why, why of all people, this guy? Surely there has to be someone else just as smart. Maybe it wasn’t even that. Maybe no one else would tutor you.

“Mr. Byrne I don’t…” before you even finished, he held up a hand.

“If you fail this class, your GPA will drop and you’ll have to retake it. I know you don’t want to be here. Give it a chance,” as he spoke, Tomura was rocking on his feet, anxiously picking at his fingers. He wanted you to say yes. Needed you to say yes. This was his in. He never knew how to speak to you. You were out of his league, and he’d never even spoken to someone he was attracted to extensively, especially not one he wanted as badly as he wanted you.

Tomura had been watching you since you started this class with him. Of course, he’d seen you around campus. You stuck out to him, because you were just his type. Soft hips, chubby, a beautiful smile, and a sunny aura that he didn’t have. Obviously he didn’t know you that well, but he knew you enough. Hopefully you didn’t notice that he found out where you frequented, coffee shops and parks on campus. He definitely hoped you didn’t notice how much attention he paid you, listening in when you spoke to someone, watching your secret little habits you don’t even think about. Tomura wanted to know everything. He knew he was weird, so he’d have to find out how to attract you despite that. That scared him. How could he attract someone like you to someone like him? It didn’t matter. Even if being near you made him nauseous and sweaty, he’d do it. You would be his before the week was out.

“That’s.. fine I guess. I’ll do it,” turning to him, you noticed he wouldn’t even meet your eyes.“So, are you free right now, or do you have a class or somethin’?” Tomura’s throat went dry. All he had to say was that he’s free, and wants to tutor you now, but so many questions and worries bobbed around in his head. Would you want to go to your dorm or his? God, not his dorm. It’s disgusting. There’s a picture he took of you on his computer. You weren’t aware he took it, but it was sticky and he knew you’d be grossed out. Maybe even enough to drop the class and take the failing grade. Finally he managed to sputter out some words, knowing he’d took a weird amount of time to respond.

“We can do it right now. Wherever, i-is fine,” instantly you recoiled. You didn’t want him to know how much you dreaded this so he’d at least do a good job and help you pass.

“There’s some tables in the park if that’s okay. It’s usually pretty quiet,” but public enough to not be totally alone with him, you thought. Tomura nodded, following you out of the building. He always loved how you looked, the way your thighs spread when you sat, how soft your tummy looked. You were confident, and it showed in the way you dressed. He could only imagine how it would feel to touch you, your stomach, your thighs. Being behind you was like a godsend, he got to watch you walk. He could’ve easily outpaced you with his height, but he made sure to keep a slow pace just to stay where he was.

Trying to fill the silence on the way to the park was awkward, but you had to say something. Anything.

“This class makes me feel kinda stupid. It’s not a part of my major but it’s a required class, so I feel like it shouldn’t be as hard as it is, you know?”

Tomura doesn’t know how to respond. The only thing he wants to do is hold your hand. Be yours, so you can be his. His palms are soaked with sweat at the very thought. He wiped them on his hoodie, not knowing what to do with them. Why did merely existing around you make him feel so out of place? All he wanted to do was impress you and he had no idea if he was even capable of that. Instinctively, his hands flew to his neck to scratch at the scarred skin there. You flick your eyes back to him, all you see is his head down, hands digging at his neck.

When you get to the park, it was more empty then you’d hoped. You dropped your backpack at the nearest table and sat down with your notebook full of a few notes and lots of doodles and scribbling. Just like before, it took Tomura way too long to speak.

“What part is uh.. confusing you?” Clicking his pen over and over again, like a nervous tick, he still refused to make eye contact.

“Um, well, I guess the calculus part,” trying to make a lighthearted joke to ease the tension. It was so thick you could cut it with a knife.

“Well, I think we should start with what the basics and… go from there?” Once he got started it was hard to get him to shut up. Turns out if you wanted him to speak, you just needed to ask a distressing amount of questions about math, probably video games too. Tomura was smart, which probably shouldn’t have surprised you. You shouldn’t even be in the same class as him. Your teacher couldn’t teach you half the things Tomura could. Eventually the lights in the park had come on.

“Wow, has it really been, like, two hours? I didn’t even notice. You’re actually a really good teacher,” the compliment made Tomura’s head swim. You tore off a scrap of paper, scribbling your number on it. “Text me, ‘kay? This helped a lot but, I think I need a lot more to pass that test. Thanks for that, Tomura,” you beamed at him, and he finally met your eyes. You were a little hesitant to give it to him, or even give him that wide of a smile. Then he gave his best attempt at a smile back to you. It was crooked and a little unnerving.

With visibly quivering hands, either due to nervousness or tremors, he took the paper. Tomura cleared his throat, and added it to his phone. He pushed the paper into his pocket and sent you a text. Regret sinks in just a touch, but you needed to be able to communicate with him when you didn’t have a class together.

“There, so you’ll know it’s me and not some.. weirdo,” in your head you burst out laughing but you kept an innocent smile on your face. Did he not realize he was some weirdo? Even though he was incredibly helpful with tutoring, he still did weird things that made you a little scared of him. Things on and off campus that made others avoid him. Tomura had long, greasy, unkempt hair. It somehow still held some volume, so you couldn’t imagine what it looked like clean. The bags under his eyes were deep, like he never slept, not a singular time since he was born. His lips were always dry, his voice raspy. You were pretty sure he survived on Monster and take-out. Girls would talk about how they caught him staring. Or walking behind them, quite a distance away, but still following. The talk died down when he started calculus, all because of you. You were the one he wanted. The other girls were pretty, a little stupid, probably easy to manipulate. Getting you though, that would be like the boss battle at the end of a game. Incredibly difficult, it might take a few tries, but the satisfaction it’d bring would be worth it.

“I’m free th-the same time tomorrow. We can meet here if you want,” he was scratching his neck, and you could see his sharp, uneven fingernails digging in and blood getting underneath them. You felt like you had to be nice. Tutoring you was at least worth a little bit of kindness, considering he did it for free. The reason why he did it was so obvious and so obscure. Plus, you were taught manners, and no matter how much you disliked someone, you should help if they’re hurt.

“Oh, you’re uh, bleeding. Here, let me see,” digging through your backpack, you found your first aid kit. You cleaned his wounds, and put some neosporin and a bandaid on his neck. Tomura could cry. The feeling of your fingers on his neck made his dick twitch. He wouldn’t say that, and he’s hoping he didn’t show it. You both went your separate ways, you went back to your dorm and didn’t think much more about it. It was much different for Tomura.

On the walk back, the only thing keeping him from digging the skin fully off his neck was the bandage you put on him. Gently grazing his fingers across it, it made him blush. It also made him incredibly angry. He could’ve said something. Kissed you, even. You were so close, your soft hands making him light headed. Yet just looking at you, feeling your breath on his neck, paralyzed him. The walk gave him time to think, and that gave him time to get angry at himself.

When he stepped in his dorm room, he threw his backpack against the wall, slamming the door shut behind him. His roommate, Touya, sat on the bed opposite Tomura’s. Unfazed by one of his frequent tantrums, he tapped on his phone. Probably trying to figure out what party to be at so he can get his dick wet. Tomura despised him. He could get nearly anyone he wanted but Tomura couldn’t even get the one person he wanted. Everything about you was all he wanted.

The room was dirty on both sides, but his side was worse. Tomura had empty energy drink cans everywhere, figures of lewd anime girls, dirty clothes covering whatever else was there. Sometimes it was clean, when the RA decided to come by. That rarely happened so Tomura rarely cleaned.

“Wha’ happened? Someone mildly inconvenience you again?” Smirk decorating Touya’s scarred face. He looked like a freak too, but he didn’t get the same judgement Tomura faced. Touya had girls lining up to even talk to him. Tomura had girls crossing the street if he passed by.

“I was... an idiot! She was right there. So close I could’ve touched her anywhere or anyway I wanted to. And I didn’t,” aggressively pulling his gaming chair closer and sat with his elbows on the computer desk. Scratching at his neck, he felt the bandaid you placed, running his finger along it. “She…she really took care of me. And I’m practically a stranger.”

“Yeah, yeah. Maybe, for once, you should try not stalking them and being a freak. Act like you don’t want ‘em, they come runnin’,” what he said was maybe right, as much as Tomura hated to admit it. When he meets you again, he’ll test this theory.

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robinbuckleyluvr · 2 years

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OMG YES HI!! this is more of a blurb/drabble idea cause it's not that long but like - roomate!au with robin where there's a spider in your room and she removes it cause you're afraid or grossed out or something but then you're like "yes the spider might be out but i sure as hell ain't sleeping in this room tonight" and you end up sleeping in robin's room? idk i just think it's the perfect alternative version of "there's only one bed!" and i'm totally here for it

but if this doesn't inspire you or you just don't want to write it, that's okay! thank you for hearing me out <33

thank u sm for this HAHA i loved this idea tbh - you have no idea how much u helped me, my writers block went poof!

⊹˚˖⁺ Moonlight - Robin Buckley!

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Pairing: Robin Buckley x Fem!Reader - College!au

Summary: basically what the request says!

Warnings: spiders?? cheesy shit at the end??

Notes: thank u sm again for the idea LOL. love how u said it was a drabble but i made it long af LOL... also i swear the title will make sense at the end.

Word Count: 1.2k (its ok after i saw how much i wrote i cried too)

After a long day of classes, Robin Buckley sat alone in her college bedroom - reading one of her favorite books - Frankenstein. She could hear people in the dorm room above her having a party, which was not pleasant for her at all, but she chose to ignore the footsteps and the music.

Suddenly, someone frantically knocked on her door, startling her and causing her to drop her book -- pulling her out of her thoughts.

Robin sighed and picked up her book, quickly setting it down on her desk before rushing to open her door.

"Oh, Hi Y/N!" Robin greeted her friend happily as she opened her door, "What's up?"

"You need to come to my dorm right now!" Her friend exclaimed, "There's this huge spider in my wall, it's like right above my bed, I felt it staring at me while I was there, I swear!"

"Come on Y/N, spiders aren't that scary," Robin said calmly.

"Yes, they are! How can you be so calm about this?" Y/N said agitatedly as she took Robin's hand and practically dragged her out of her dorm, "You know, by the time we get to my dorm, that spider could've hid under my pillow already."

"Okay, okay! I'm just saying spiders aren't that bad."

"Are you okay, Robin?"

Y/N quickly led Robin to her room, not sparing a single second in fear the spider could 'run away'. As soon as they got to Y/N's room, she opened up the door slowly, letting Robin go inside first.

"Where did you say the spider was?" Robin asked as she looked around.

"Above my bed," Y/N replied

"Oh, my God!" Robin exclaimed.

"What happened?"

"I didn't know you liked Madonna," Robin teased as she picked up one of Y/N's cassettes.

"Robin! The spider!" Y/N said desperately, still standing outside of the door.

"Yeah, yeah," Robin sighed and put the tape down, "Maybe the spider's here because she also likes Madonna."

"Oh, totally," Y/N chuckled.

"I don't see it," Robin said calmly, "Are you completely sure it was a spider? Maybe it was just a hole in the wall--"

"Yes, Robin, I am pretty sure I know a spider when I see it," Her friend cut her off quickly as she entered the room and looked around for the spider, "It's here somewhere, I can feel its presence,"

"I don't think that's possible besides -- wait, I think I see it,"

"Holy shit, where?" Y/N said desperately as she hid behind Robin and looked around her room again.

"First off, I don't think hiding behind me is going to do anything," Robin laughed, "And secondly, it's right over there, above your desk."

"Oh, my God, Robin, stop laughing and kill the spider! Do something!"

"It hasn't done anything to you why would I kill it, I think I'll just take it outside."

"It could be a mother and its babies could be running around my room right now, Robin."

"That's unlikely, that would mean the spider have to have been here for about four weeks at least, since spider eggs take about two to three weeks to hatch--"

"Robin I don't need to think about a hundred tiny spiders running around my room right now, or ever!" Y/N sighed, "Please just take it somewhere!"

"Fine, fine," Robin chuckled, "Do you have a cup or something?"

"I don't see what's so funny, Robin! But yes, I have a cup on top of my dresser."

Robin quickly walked over her friend's dresser and picked up the plastic cup that stood there, also taking a piece of paper from the desk.

Y/N slowly walked away from Robin and the spider, watching her friend quickly trap the spider inside the cup and slipping a paper under the cup.

"There we go!" Robin said happily as she took the spider and walked out of the room -- Y/N watching her from a corner of her room with a scared look on her face.

"See? That wasn't so bad," Robin spoke happily as she came back and closed the door of her friend's room behind her, "Also, I wasn't sure if you wanted the cup back so I threw it away on the way back,"

"That's okay, thank you anyway," Y/N said quietly as she smiled at her friend, "You might've just saved my life," She sighed dramatically as she sat on her bed.

"Glad I could help!" Robin smiled back and quickly glanced at her wristwatch, "Well, um, it's getting kinda late so, I should go,"

"You're leaving?" Y/N exclaimed, "The spider might be out - but I am not staying here alone tonight, or staying here at all I think!"

"I'll read you a bedtime story if you'd like," Robin joked as she sat beside her friend.

"Ah yes, could it maybe be Little Red-Riding Hood?" Y/N played along.

"Of course," Robin chuckled.

"I'll sleep on the street if I have to,"

"Come on, it's freezing out there, you'll get sick!" Robin said worriedly.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure to sleep on top of a tree so the spider doesn't find me," Y/N joked.

"Are you seriously not sleeping here tonight?"

"Not if I can avoid it."

"In that case, why don't you stay with me? In my room, I mean." Robin said quietly.

"Will we even fit into your bed? I'd rather sleep on top of a tree than make you uncomfortable,"

"Don't worry about that,"

"What if I snore? Or worse - what if you snore?"

"Well, in case something like that happens, I can always sleep on the couch," Robin explained calmly as she offered out her hand to her friend.

"Very well then," Y/N said as she took Robin's hand and got up, "You may lead the way now,"

And so they took off hand-in-hand to Robin's dorm, both happy knowing the spider was out.

"I am so tired," Y/N said as she joined Robin on her bed, "Should I turn off the lights?"

"Yeah, I think we've been up long enough," Robin chuckled.

"Are you completely sure there are no spiders in your room, Robin?"

"Yes, I am completely sure,"

Robin and Y/N had been up for hours - talking about their friends, classes, and how the cafeteria food absolutely sucks.

"Robin, Could I ask you something?" Y/N asked as she turned to her side to face Robin.

"Yeah, why not?"

"Do you actually like spiders?"

"Back at it again with the spiders?" Robin chuckled, "But well, if we're being honest, I don't love spiders, but I also don't totally hate them,"

"After you took out the spider, I feel like I owe you my life,"

"Glad to be your knight in shining armor!"

"I'll be sure to come and get you whenever I need someone to rescue me," Y/N joked.

However, Robin did not say anything in reply. They were both lying in bed, looking at each other, moonlight slightly shining across the room - lighting up their faces.

"You have a lot of freckles," Y/N spoke suddenly.

"Really? I didn't know that," Robin laughed.

"Could I tell you something else?"

"Of course, as long as its not spider related,"

"Sometimes, when I look at you, I want to stare at you forever and count up all your freckles, Robin."

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mr-bas00nist · 1 year

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Bosses Orders

Rookie! Albert Wesker x Boss! Male Reader

(Not really dom or sub reader it could be seen as either tbh)

(After I finish this I have like 4 more smut fics coming but I’m probably gonna start writing more fluff and angst because my blogs like just all smut. Probably because im hypersexual ngl💀)

Cw- Blowjobs, Exibitionsim and facials (also workplace relations ig)

When Wesker first started working for umbrella you were assigned to take him under your wing. You were his boss and leader. You taught him everything he needed to know from combat, weapons and even charisma.

You trusted Wesker and he trusted you with all his being. Whatever you wanted he did. He was like an assistant in ways. He was always by your side and everyone knew you both were attached at the hip.

That’s why no one ever bothered you both. If someone bothered Wesker you would know and if someone bothered you, you’d just get them fired. (Maybe killed depending on how you felt)

Everyone knew that and had no issue with the terms so they just went with it.

*Knock, knock, knock.* you perk up as you look at your glass door. “Come in.” You say bored. You look up to see your main man, Albert Wesker. A smile is immediately on your face. “Yes rookie?” You set your pen down looking up at him. He always took his glasses off in your room after you said you his eyes were pretty.

“I finished the papers you gave me.” He sets the stack of paper onto your desk looking at you intently. “That’s good. Do you have anything else to do?” You ask interested. He thinks for a moment before shaking his head no. “Good, I’m gonna need you to come to a meeting with me.” You say smiling.

“Of course what’s it about?” He asks curiously. “The company and shit but, with you there It’ll be way better.” He nods with a smile. “It’s a bit later today, I have nothing else assigned for you so go work on whatever passion project you and Birkin got going on.” He gives a small grin before walking out of your office.

It was almost time for your meeting. You were prepared with everything you needed but still fucking panicking. Wesker looked at you concerned. You kept a straight face but he could tell that you were freaking out. He stands up walking towards you. “Sir. What seems to be the problem?” He asks concerned.

“nothing.” You say trying to fake a smile. He shoots you a glare watching as you sigh. “Nerves I guess.” He nods moving behind you. He puts his hand on your shoulder gently squeezing. “What can I do to help?” You sigh. “I don’t know Al..” you close your eyes thinking.

“Sir,” his hand slowly trails down your whole body. “Can I?” You look up at him before back down. “Continue.” He brings his hand to your fly pulling it down. He gets on his knees crawling under the desk. You look around the room seeing if anyone has come in yet.

He grabs your erection pulling it out. His mouth waters at the sight. He looks up at your nervous form. “Al we shouldn’t be doing th- fuck-“ you throw your head back as his mouth envelopes your dick.

You breath through your teeth. You watch as he takes all of it in his mouth. Your eyes almost roll back as he gags around it. He looks up at you through his sunglasses smiling, not that you can see. You grip his hair tightly in your hands trying not to pull him down any farther.

After a bit you begin to get close. You put your arm over your face throwing your head back. “C-close Fuck!” You moan out as he adds more vigor to his technique. “Cum for me sir.” He quickly fists your cock watching as your whole body tenses.

Hot spurts of cum shoot out onto his face making him smile and lick his lips. You look down at the man below you seeing your cum coat his face. “Nice job sir.” He rubs your thighs bringing you down from your high. You roll your eyes with a smile. “Alright get up before anyone sees you.” He nods standing up and sitting in his chair beside you.

“You’ve got this.” He smiles at you. You take a deep breath before giving him a smile.

#albert wesker smut #albert wesker #albert wesker x reader #dbd smut #dbd x reader #dbd x male reader

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barkspawn · 1 year

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I know it's super common but could you do the "who hurt you" trope with Harvey? I'm a sucker for it. Loved the Elliott one 😍

I'm legit so happy with this one and tbh it's been a long time since this was the case. That means "thank you" in Tori. I hope you enjoy!

Amelia exhaled, her breathing labored as she used what she could of her energy to close the gate for the elevator. She drew in a rattled breath as she recalled the events of the past hour.

She was getting a good haul in the mines, more than capable of defending herself as she so often had.

This time was different. She had made a stupid, stupid mistake. She went far enough down where monsters were smarter and let her guard down for a chunk of ore. The bats came out of nowhere and were quickly followed by a shadow brute at the sound of her cries. Thankfully, she fought them off long enough to pull herself into the elevator.

Her vision was fading and she was remarkably dizzy. She felt blood oozing from a cut on her forehead and right arm and she wasn't quite positive but her side was hopefully bruised and not burned.

She groaned as the elevator came to a stop, resting for a moment before slowly hobbling her way to the entrance and out the cave entrance. She coughed once and winced, earning the attention of Demetrius who was studying the flora on the other side of the bridge.

She heard him call her name.. then call for Robin. After that was a quick burst of pain as she fell to the floor and passed out.

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Harvey was tired. It wasn't a particularly busy day at the clinic, but still, he saw George and Shane today. The two always tended to be a handful. He had regretted giving Maru the day off, but she had deserved it after how hard she had been working.

He sighed deeply, filing away the last of the charts and switching off the small radio by his desk, the light jazz falling silent. Standing, he moved to turn the light off, his phone buzzing in his pocket just before he could reach it.

Vincent probably burned himself or scraped a knee.

With another sigh, he opened the emergency phone. "This is Dr. Harv-"

"Harvey! Oh yoba.. we can't wake her up.. we.." Maru panicked on the other end, someone in the background barking orders he couldn't make out. A chill ran down his spine as he tried to gain her attention back.

"Slow down, Maru. What's going on, who's hurt? Tell me where you are."

Maru took a shaky breath, clearly still shaken as he heard Robin yell something in the background, "right.. sorry, Doctor. It.. its Amelia.. the farmer. Dad saw her come out of the mines and she just.. collapsed."

Harvey knew he must have gone pale. Amelia? They couldn't wake her up? She collapsed? He shook his head, trying to force himself to snap out of it, "it's okay, breathe. I'm on my way," he said, his voice low and dark. He couldn't stop the tense undertones. He moved, already pulling his coat on and grabbing his medicine bag.

"No! Mom is bringing her there now!" Maru cried as he heard Demetrius console her, telling her they'll stay behind. It was barely five minutes as Robin came around the corner holding the farmer, limp and covered in blood and soot.

"Dear yoba.." Harvey muttered to himself as his heart dropped. Panic started to set in then, though he tried to focus the energy on treating her, "in the exam room, Robin, on the right."

He was following behind her, dropping his coat on a chair in the waiting room and donning his gloves as he moved to the back room. Robin had started rambling off the list of events, but Harvey couldn't hear her. He moved to Amelia's side and gingerly touched her face, "Amelia, can you hear me? I need you to wake up."

Nothing.

He cursed under his breath before turning to Robin, growing frustrated with the noise, "Robin, thank you for bringing her, but I need you to leave. Go to the waiting room or home. You're covered in blood," his voice was softer at the end. It had to be jarring for everyone.. and it was Amelia's blood. Everywhere. He started again, "I promise I'll update you with what I can. I just need to focus now."

She wiped tears from her face and nodded, sparing the farmer one last glance before turning and leaving the room. Harvey turned back to Amelia, his own eyes threatening tears as he started to evaluate her wounds and stitch her up. He spoke to her the whole time, just in case.

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It had taken about an hour and a half to carefully stitch up her lacerations and to evaluate the many bruises to her entire body; the worst by far the one on her left side. She had broken two ribs and had three cuts that needed stitches. The small cut on her forehead just by her hair line was difficult as he didn't want to mess up a single stitch and ruin her self image.

He looked over at her as he finished everything, gently touching her face once more, his voice a whisper, "you have to wake up.. I don't know what I- the town would do without you."

His voice cracked at the end and he knew he needed a moment. He tore himself from her side and stepped into the hallway, tossing his gloves in the hazard bin as he passed. No sooner than he stepped out of the door did the tears spill over. His hands moved to pull his glasses off and set them aside before sliding down the wall, his hands over his face. He couldn't stop the small sob that escaped him as his panic took over.

He adored Amelia. He may have been awkward at first, blushing wildly every time she brought him a coffee or met him outside for their morning stroll. Yoba knows his face turned a new shade of red when he found out just how much effort she went through to find out he loves pickles and then learned to make them. However, he became comfortable with her. The awkwardness faded and they held easy conversation where, shockingly, even Harvey had the guts to flirt every so often. She came in for a physical at one point and he swore they almost kissed. He's almost certain had Maru not come in, it would have happened. He had even planned on asking her to dinner, though his confidence hadn't grown that high yet.

Yoba dammit, she has to be okay. I can't be the one to.. to let her..

He was met with another sob before he took in a deep breath, running his fingers back through his already messy hair. Once he regained his composure and put his glasses back on, he walked back in the room, frowning at the sight of her still lying there. The redeeming factor was the rise and fall of her chest, steady and strong.

He pulled the chair up beside her and took her hand, which had small lacerations, but no more than the callouses from farming. He hesitated before he took her hand into his, resting his head just beside her. He hadn't meant to, but he drifted off into sleep, though it was light.

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Amelia took in a painful breath as she started to open her eyes, the bright light blinding above. Opening her eyes to let them adjust to the room, sha gasped in pain, her ribs crying out in warning. At the sound of her gasp, she heard a shuffle next to her, warmth pulling from her hand that she didn't know was there until she felt the cold of its absence. She looked over, Harvey standing fretful over her bed, checking every monitor and drip around her. He looked horrible. Bags under his eyes, his hair utterly disheveled, his tie loosened and the top button undone. She stared for a moment longer than she needed to before making the mistake of taking a deep breath causing her to wince in pain. Still, she reached over and touched Harvey's arm, causing him to finally look at her. He really looked exhausted.

"Harv.. what.." Amelia frowned looking over her own arms, covered in bruises and bandages. There was a long pause before she continued, voice low and ashamed, "they really got me, huh? I'm guessing I passed out and Linus found me again..?"

Harvey looked angry, but only for a split second. He knew of the dangers the mines held: slimes, bats, creepy crawlies. But to have done this? There must be far more dangerous beings down there. Slowly, he stepped forward and shifted to sit on the side of her bed as gingerly as possible. As she was about to say something, he touched her face, hand coming to rest in a gentle caress of her cheek. He couldn't stay in doctor mode. Tears threatened his eyes once more as he spoke, "Amelia," his voice cracked slightly, low and strained, "who… what did this to you…?"

A tear escaped his eye then, her hand moving up to wipe it away almost immediately as she leaned into his touch.

Damn it, Harv… you're gonna make me cry and then it'll just be a snot fest..

She thought about it for a moment, offering a weak smile, "monsters in the mines," she started, sighing before regretting that decision. He deserved to know, "There are.. creatures down there. Shadow people. I usually take care of them right away.. but I didn't see it coming.. I.."

She stopped then, feeling his touch growing fuller as he gentle moved his thumb over her cheekbone, "would it be selfish if I asked you not to go back down there?"

She gave a coughing laugh, also a mistake, turning to press a kiss to his palm before she had any time to stop herself. Still, she smiled, "I think I might have to. How else will I find an excuse to come see you?"

That earned a laugh from Harvey, his cheeks tinged pink from the kiss, "alternatively, Ms. Rowe, you don't need an excuse. You can come see me whenever you'd like to. Free of charge," he gave her a small smirk before deciding to take his own chance to show his feelings in a new way. He shifted off of the bed before turning back and bending to press the most gentle kiss to her forehead. His face must have been red as hell, as he could see hers was. He lingered for just a moment, his voice soft, "i'll be right here if you need me, okay? Get some rest."

As he started to pull back, her hand moved to his cheek as her eyes met his, "Harvey.." her voice came out in the smallest of whispers, her eyes flicking down to his lips before meeting his eyes again.

His face had never burned warmer, but still he stayed, mere inches from the woman he had grown to love. Whether it was impulse or a calculated decision, he didn't know nor did he care. He closed the miniscule distance between them and kissed her then. He could feel the relieved sigh she released as her hand moved back to brush through his hair. He was gentle though, not at all able to forget the state she was in. The kiss was slow. Loving even. It lasted for both an eternity and seconds.

Much to his own dismay, as her tongue brushed over his lower lip, requesting more, he pulled back, forehead resting against hers. He could practically hear her pouting as he let out a breathy laugh, "get some rest. I need you to get better so I can take you on a much less.. stressful date."

He pulled back just a bit to look over her face. He wanted to spend all of his time telling her how much he adored her and how beautiful she truly is. After a moment her pout faded to a tired smirk, "Dr. Harvey? Your pulse is quite elevated. Are you nervous?"

His smile grew wide, happier than he's been in days, "you could say that."

#barkspawn #fun #sdv #stardew valley #fanfic #harvey stardew valley #harvey sdv #stardew valley harvey #sdv harvey #harvey #who did this to you #oh look a one-shot #barkspawn oneshot

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xanuchi · 2 years

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So...We have Octavinelle and Pomefiore reaction of the basically: dad sneeze- I think it's time for Heartslabyul to hear the beautiful symphony 💫

So can I request Heartslabyul reacting to the demonic sneeze? 👀

I would sell my soul to see Riddle's reaction-

Anyway, have a great day/night whatever it is where you are 🧚🏼‍♀️💫

JAJWJAJWJAJE HELPP LESSGOO WE GET THE CRACKHEAD BOIS 💪💪‼️✨✨✨(ง'̀-'́)ง✨ HAKSSJSM

I believe Heartslabyul all share one single braincell tbh ANYWHAIEJWODH (☞ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)☞

riddle rosehearts; 🌹

Carefully sleeping beside Riddle, he focused on doing his work.

This tWink rEFUSEs to allow himself to get any sleep without at least memorising five different words learnt in class and going over every single sH i T T Y ASS SUBJECT—

As the quiet snores gently echoed in the dark room, a dimly lit lamp held barely enough light, because of yo biTCH AsS can't sleep with too much light smh PUSSY 😱😱 /j

(A/N: ily my lil rose-san , *kiss kiss*)

He would quietly watch over you before turning back to his work, and until then, he had finished;

Riddle can't take his eyes off you while sleeping, he utterly adores it.. So he leans in softly, admiring your face

When your humble face, pink lips slightly open apart.. he can't help but see your pretty face shimmer under the moonlight.

Riddle leans in closer.. and closer.. cupping your cheek softly..—

BITCH WAKE THE FUCK UP, YOU FUCKING WOKE UP ACCIDENTALLY INHALING SOME DUST AND HEADBUTTED THE POOR BOY WHILE HE WAS SCREAMING—

ON TOP OF IT UR ATROCIOUS ASS SNEEZE SCARING HIM TO DEATH —

HELDOEJDOWHDJR !/!'‼️‼️ someoNE CALL THE POLICE ;;;; SATAN LITERALLY POSSESSED YOU iN FRONT OF HIM

gOD KnowS HOw rIDDLe wOuLd eXplAIN thaT unhOly aSs nOISE tO TREY AND CaTEr sEnpAi.

Prefect-san. Have you considered ✨therapy.✨

genuinely questions if sOMETHING POSSESSED YOU THEN SUDDENLY YOU GO BACK TO SLEEP LIKE??? EWISKEDHJ?!?!!?!

Needless to say, Riddle wAS dYING whILsT HIDING IN THE CORNER —

shawty bae needing pope francis, he gonna appear for the third time y'all–

Oh fuck you feel another one comING- RIDDLE FUCKIGNGNTJ R U N 🏃‍♀️🏃🏃‍♂️💨💨💨

trey clover ; ♣️

This muscular ass man fLINCHED sO HEAVILY;; Like both of you were just minding your own business in the kitchen.

He was just happily making Riddle new desserts to try with various ingredients scattered and littered throughout the dry desk basked in white flour, drops of water somewhat scattered as he kneaded the dough so pasSIonATElY wekwjejAjejdj

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ (A/N: totally not a trey simp cOUGHSJDJE but fr though have yoU seen hIS ARMS?!!?!)

"Ah, buttercup. Mind passing me the flour? I think the dough is getting sticky again.."

You happily obliged to his request. Your eyes sparkled happily as you hopped off the chair you were sat on and helped him sprinkle some of the flour upon the table.

Before you knew it, yo dumbass fucking snorted soME Of the flour accidentally lIKE IT WAS THE ✨MAGICAL WHITE POWDER✨

damn fr prefect getting high on that guud shit.

THE UNGODLY COLOSSAL SNEEZE HE HEARD WAS SOMETHING THAT REACHED BEYOND ANY UNIVERSE - aNY SINGLE PLANET

IT WAS A MIX BETWEEN AGONY AND PAIN AND SATANS CRIES AND SCREAMS THAT SENT TREY FLYING WITH WAR FLASHBACKS

SHAWTY U GOOD??!! 🧍

anyways your dumdum bubblegum ass not only made his soul evaporate with his glasses cracked;

the flour was sent flying everywhere which caused you to sNeEZE ONCE MORE —

HELSOHDOWJD this was normal to you.

cater diamond ;♦️

Cuddling your gentle boyfriend who cares ever so much, you both sat on your bed, listening to him ramble about all sorts of things that happened to him this afternoon.

Cater was thrilled to show you multiple pictures of him on vacation, birthdays, family pictures before he entered NRC, and his baby pictures of course becauS why nOt :DDDD

Occasionally stumbling across pictures of him and his sisters where he'd be doused in makeup, dresses adorned with candy accessories and lacey ballgowns fit for a typical 5 year old girl. (Mother must've sent him that.)

He hesitantly scrolled past them, holding you closer as he chuckled softly.

hOwEVER—

This scene quickly escalated as the moment Mr Weasley— Yhhhshdjd 😩 Cater, pressed on the fUcking settings oN hiS magicaM accOunt—

Oh my fUCK. The moment you let out a gigantic sneeze bigger than Idia's will to live— His heART DROPPED D E A D.

MANS LET OUT THE MOST GIRLY HIGH PITCHED SCREAM AS HE SEES YOU FULL ON LAUNCH YOUR HEAD BACK AND HEARD THE MOST POWERFUL SNEEZE RIPPED OUT —

NOT ONLY THAT, BUT HE ALSO WAS JUST ABOUT TO PRESS THE "DELETE" BUTTON ON HIS MAGICAM ACCOUNT— bESTIE ISTG IF U EVER- 🏃💨💨💨🔫🔫

He swears he just witnessed Satan secretly possessing you right then and there offering him nO FUCKING MERCY TO HIS EARS—

the boi is crying.

he's crying.

go comfort him now you satanic cute ass gremlin🔫😤😤😤💖

ace trappola ; ♥️

So basically, your unholy ass "sneeze" is the basic equivalent to Fluttershy's "Scream."

sO OF COURSE HEUDHEHDU(☞ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)☞

Ya gotta take advantage of that, darling.💪✨

Whenever his dumbass decides to tease Deuce and pick a fight with Grim, you're almost essentially sO wrOng for this bUTHAHWJAHS ITS SO UNGODLY FUNNY TO SEE HOW HE JUST SHUTS HIS MOUTH WHENEVER YOU'RE ABOUT TO "SNEEZE" ON COMMAND—

I bless his fucking soul if you can actually sneeze on command because that means you have total control over him 24/7 AND HE WILL SUBMIT TO YOUR WILL —

Let me explain. The first time he'd had heard your sweet, innocent ass sneeze like an elephant that had suffocated satan in its fucking stomach— Let me tell you he was shaking, beGGING CRYING AND SOBBIGNWJJDWIDHSHSHHAH

HE SHUT HIS MOUTH SO SILENTLY AND BEGS YOU DON'T EVER DO IT AGAIN KFHSOEJWSKSKDHSH

ELSE, HE'LL ACTUALLY START TEARING UP WHILE SCREAMING HAKSHAKSJWKS

The bitch has to almost cover your fucking mouth and nose whenever you are about to sneeze with or without command. and you swat his hand away and leT SATAN LOOSE—

why do you do this to him HEKSOWHSOWJDJS

deuce spade ; ♠️

Honestly, the same thing goes for Ace except Deuce actually tries to control himself before he ever gets a chance to pick a fight with someone.

Deuce knows better than to mess with his S/O, knowing that despite his strength physically, emotionally you're able to silence him if he becomes too rowdy.

BUT OH HEAVENS, WHEN YOU SNEEZE HE ACTUALLY STARTS SCREAMING LIKE CATER AHAKAJEJWJD

HE'S ABSOLUTELY TERRIFIED BUT BY GOD IF AIR RAID SIRENS AND IPHONE EARRAPE ALARMS WERE A PERSON, IT'D BE YOU, PREFECT-SAN.

sobsob why must you damage his ears with the moST SCARIEST Sneeze he had ever heard.

Mans never experienced the dad sneeze before (i felt bad for saying thATHIADHKASHAKDH) BUT PLS 💀💀 AT LEAST HE DOES NOW??? LMFAOOAAOAO

In other occasions when it's just private moments with you and him, he starts to get paranoid whether you'll do it aGAINFHAJSAJS

likE ITS ONE THING TO DO IT IN PUBLIC WHERE OTHER NOISES MAY BLOCK IT aka riddles incoherent chihuahua barking at floyd who merely ✨exists✨.

bUT LIKe?? TO DO IT IN DROP-DEAD SILENCE WHERE ITS JUST THE TWO OF YOU,?

you start to pour and think that he hates spending time with you when in reality he's just terrified if you will sneeze again and it might knock him into a coma HAISJLWSJWLDJEIDJEJ

Send jESUS, HE MIGHT TRY TO COVER YOUR MOUTH IF YOU'RE ABOUT TO SNEEZE AND THE BITCH HAS LIKE uHhHh

SPIDEY SENSES YKYK?? HE'S DEFINITELY GOING TO FEEL YOUR SNEEZE COMING AND IMMEDIATELY COVER YOUR MOUTH WHILE UR THRASHING ABOUT AND SOBBINGWHKDSHKAJSK

Heartslabyul boys are the most chaotic thanks to Spade and Trappola. Have it at that and enjoy torturing them with all your power. HAJAHWKWJD

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