#He said it was a good talk and i agree. Im always worried to share anything i think or how i work with people bc i fear they'll think im
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••• Sharing the Bed•••
Frank Castle x AFAB Reader
Reader is wondering how things will be with Frank now after asking him to be her fake boyfriend at her sister’s wedding.
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Inspired by the faking dating prompts from @thelonelyempath https://www.tumblr.com/thelonelyempath/705043295893618688/fake-dating-prompts?source=share
Using prompt #25 “I kinda liked sharing the bed with you”
I’ve had such a writing bug lately and im taking advantage of it while i’ve got it! Enjoy xxx
You were nervous to see him again.
It had been a couple weeks since you’d convinced Frank to be your fake boyfriend for your sister’s wedding.
You had panicked when your mom called you at work, saying you had pushed it off long enough and she needed an answer right now if you were bringing a plus one or not.
You almost said no, but after she made a snide comment about already knowing the answer—she was just asking as a courtesy to your sister—you cracked and told her you’d been seeing someone for months now.
When she asked who, your eyes had landed on one of the few patrons left at the bar that night.
Frank Castle.
Surprisingly he agreed to go. It was probably the desperation in your voice and the pleading of your eyes—you didn’t have time to think about how pathetic you felt—but you were thankful nonetheless.
It’s been 14 days since you got back and you haven’t seen him since. Not that you were counting the days or anything.
No texts.
No phone calls.
Just silence.
Normally you wouldn’t think much of it. Even though Frank had become a regular at the bar and restaurant you worked at, he’d disappear for days and weeks at a time.
You’d try and make small talk when he came back. Hoping to get any kind of inclination as to what Frank Castle got up to in his spare time.
He was still such a mystery to you. A very attractive mystery at that. One that you were determined to figure out.
However, as much as you tried, you never got the answer you were searching for.
It was always “business” or “nothing you’d find interesting, sweetheart”.
You never really gave it much thought when he offered those responses, you just accepted that Frank was not an open book. He was a locked book. One kept on the highest shelf that you’d probably never be able to reach.
And yet despite knowing all this you couldn’t help but wonder if your time away together had anything to do with his sudden absence.
You worried things would get awkward. Especially after having to share a bed together. He offered to sleep on the floor but you shot that down quick.
Not only would you feel enormously guilty having him sleep on the hardwood floor—he complained about his back a lot—but you were worried someone might walk in and your fake dating charade would unravel.
The silent crush you’d been harboring had only gotten louder after several days with Frank. Having to hold hands, talk sweetly to each other and even slow dance at the wedding had your mind all in a haze.
What was real and what wasn’t?
Did he feel anything? Or was he just a really good actor?
It was driving you crazy.
One thing was for certain, your family adored him. Especially your equally intimidating, hard-to-please father.
In fact, your dad liked him so much he invited him to go hunting in a few months.
It had taken years before he even extended an invite like that to your sister’s now husband.
You had to bite your lip to keep from laughing when you watched the way his eyes had widened and mouth parted when Frank agreed to go—your sister offering a reassuring pat to his arm.
You figured it had something to do with the fact they were both veterans. Your dad took an instant liking to anyone who could relate to the struggle and strength it took to serve in the military.
And your mother. The way she fawned over everything Frank said and did. His manners, how he consistently answered with “yes, ma’am” and “no, ma’am”.
She just about fell over when she came into the kitchen one morning to find he had managed to fix that pesky dishwasher that had been giving her trouble for months.
You smiled at the memory, but it disappeared as quickly as it came. Another thought had overshadowed it. One that caused a sudden pit to form in your stomach. How were you going to break the news to your family that things with Frank weren’t working out?
The plan was to give it a few weeks and then call to let them know you’d decided to take some time apart. You were both realizing you needed different things, but you would remain friends.
It sounded reasonable, but now? You didn’t think you could handle their disappointment.
You’d never seen them so proud of you. So happy for you. Pleasing your parents always felt like an impossible task. The closer you got there was always some dip in the road that caused that approval to move further and further away.
You finally bring someone home that they approved of only to rip the hope away from them. You were sure they’d find some way to blame it all on you.
You were starting to remember what it felt like when you told them you wouldn’t be going to college.
It didn’t matter that you were excellent at your job, managing both the bar and the restaurant on your own. It didn’t matter that you were able to make more than enough money to support yourself. And it certainly didn’t matter that you had helped exceed the profit goals of each quarter since you started.
It didn’t matter that you had been busting your ass to save back money to buy the place for yourself when the owner retired soon.
It only mattered that you didn’t have a “career” or a family to call your own.
Frank had picked up on the tension pretty early on. He did his best to talk you up. You found it sweet. Endearing even.
One night, while the two of you were dancing to some slow, sappy song your sister picked out, Frank called you out on your off demeanor.
You were surprised he noticed, you thought you had mastered the art of appearing fine when deep down you really weren’t.
“What’s on your mind, sweetheart?” he spoke lowly in your ear. One of his hands rested on the small of your back while the other held your hand close to his chest. His thumb ran back and forth along your hand and you tried to ignore the swarm of butterflies wreaking havoc on your stomach.
“I’m wondering how Uncle Steven has managed to go this long without throwing up. I thought for sure the cupid shuffle would’ve done it.”
Frank turned to look in the direction you were staring. Your Uncle Steven was somehow still performing the steps to the dance from 3 songs ago. Frank lightly chuckled as he watched Steven spill some of his beer on the couple next to him.
Though he couldn’t deny he was also wondering how the old man hadn’t crashed yet, he knew that’s not what you were really thinking about.
You were trying to deflect.
He was starting to learn just how stubborn you could be, but unlucky for you, Frank wasn’t gonna let you off the hook that easily.
“Nah that ain’t it.” he shook his head. “I can tell there’s a lot more going on behind those eyes.”
You were slightly relieved the lights were dim in the reception so he couldn’t see the deep blush heating up your face. You weren’t good at making eye contact with people you were crushing on.
“I think you’re imagining things.” you replied avoiding his gaze. “I’m just tired, I think this week is finally catching up to me.”
“Hm.” Frank hummed.
“What?”
“I think we’re about to have our first fight.”
You scoffed, ”Oh yeah? and what’s this ‘first fight’ gonna be about?”
“How you’re lying to your boyfriend.” he replied, speaking low into your ear again. It shouldn’t have caused the hairs on your neck to stand up but it certainly did.
“Look, you listen to assholes mope and complain all day long about their sad fucked up lives. I think it’s only fair to return the favor.” he shrugged. “So tonight i’ll do your job and you can let it all out right now. Minus the crude comments and shitty tips.”
You were about to laugh and lightly shove Frank for messing with you, but the look on his face made you pause.
He was being serious.
“Is it your folks?” he asked. “I saw your face when your dad gave that speech. That smile you were forcin’, it didn’t reach your eyes.”
You bit your lip and lowered your stare to the dress shirt he was wearing, playing nervously with one of the buttons to avoid looking up at him.
“That obvious huh?” you laughed sadly.
Frank felt bad as he watched the hurt wash over your features. He knew all too well the overwhelming pressure to please one’s family. He grew up with an overbearing father who never thought he’d amount to anything.
He knew how much that disappointment could eat you alive.
“It’s just, no matter what I do. I know my dad will never speak about me the way he does my sister. She’s an ivy league graduate who just got into med school. She’s married now, moving to a new city and probably going to be popping out kids before the end of next year. and me? In his eyes I'm just a bartender in a small town with no ambitious goal in sight.”
Frank nodded in understanding. He could see from the outside how the comparison could make you feel that way.
“Are you happy?”
You thought about it for a second. Even though the job had its ups and downs—managing a restaurant and a busy bar was no easy feat—you could honestly say you enjoyed what you did.
You got to know a lot of the locals well and it always made you feel good to know that you’d helped make their day or night a little better.
You loved the house you recently bought. It was a bit of a fixer upper but it was yours.
You loved how independent you were. How you could come home after a long day and you didn’t have to cook for a litter of kids.
It was just your dog, cat and you.
“Honestly? Yeah, I think I am.”
“Then fuck em.” he shrugged.
“Frank I-”
“Nah, nah.” he cut you off. “I know that’s your family but that don’t mean they’re always right. If you like what you do and you’re happy then who gives a shit what anyone else thinks.”
You processed Frank’s words and while you knew he was probably right, it didn’t mean it was easy to just tune out your parents’ criticism.
Frank seemed to know what you weren’t saying out loud because he followed it up with something that made your heart swell.
“All i’m saying is if they can look at you and what you’re doing and feel anything but proud there’s something wrong with ‘em. Not you.”
You could’ve kissed him right there but the song had ended and couples were clearing the dance floor.
Instead you walked back to the table with Frank, your arm looped through his.
You couldn’t help but think about how this man was screwing with your heart and your head and he didn’t even know it.
That much was still true all these days later. At this point you were dying for him to show up again.
Even if he didn’t talk to you, you’d at least know he wasn’t avoiding this whole place because of you.
The night was winding down, the 2 am crowd had begun to disperse and your eyes were fighting hard to stay awake. You’d chosen to work a double today, one of the other bartenders had a family emergency.
In your 20s you could work shifts like this and bounce right back the next day but now? In your 30s you were lucky if you managed to wake up without an achy back and sore feet.
“Phil, I'm gonna run the last of the trash out and then I'm heading home. I left the keys to lock up in the front drawer.” you shouted to the line cook in the back.
You could see him mopping up the kitchen floor so you knew he wouldn’t be too far behind you.
“You sure you don’t want me to go with ya this time?” he shouted back, “I’d hate for a creepy critter to make you run like you’d seen a ghost again.”
You rolled your eyes as Phil roared with laughter. Referencing the one time a little group of racoons had taken up residence inside the restaurant dumpster and sent you running like Freddy Krueger himself was chasing you.
“I think i’ll manage this time Phil, thanks for looking out.” you replied playfully.
You picked up the large trash bags and backed into the front door to head out. It was really inconvenient but they recently had moved the trash compactor across the street.
Not only was it annoying during the day when the streets were busy but it was extra spooky at night.
Once you were out of the door you turned around only to gasp and drop the trash bags you were holding.
“Jesus, Frank.” you cried, “What the hell were you trying to do, give me a fucking heart attack?”
You were too distracted by the adrenaline coursing through your veins to realize the man you’d been waiting to see for the last two weeks was finally standing in front of you.
“My bad, sweetheart. Didn’t mean to sneak up on you like that. I tried to go by your place and you weren’t there so I figured you might be here.”
You blew out a puff of hair and a couple pieces of your hair went flying.
“You were looking for me?”
“Yeah, sorry I know it’s late. I wanted to make sure you got this back. Somehow I think it got mixed up in my things.”
Frank pulled out a pink phone charger from his jacket pocket and extended it out to you.
You had a million of these things scattered around your house so you honestly hadn’t noticed it was missing. It was sweet of him to bring it back to you though.
“Oh Frank, you didn’t have to worry about that.” you replied, walking forward to retrieve it. “But thank you”.
You beamed a genuine smile at Frank while holding up the charger in your hand and he thought his heart had grown 2 sizes. Just like the Grinch his kids used to watch.
There was something about your smile that always stopped him in his tracks. He would never get tired of seeing it.
“Nah it’s nothin’.” he shrugged. “May I?”
He gestured toward the garbage bags sitting on the ground and bent over to pick them up.
“You don’t have to!” you tried to stop him, but subconsciously you knew it would be pointless.
Frank was always a gentleman and while he knew you would have no trouble carrying them on your own, he wouldn’t feel right not offering a hand.
“Can I atleast carry one of them?” you asked sweetly.
There was that damn smile again. How could he say no?
The two of you walked in silence for a bit, it wasn’t awkward but it was clear you were both trying to think of what to say next.
How do two people that recently spent a week pretending to be a couple go back to normal?
You decided to break the silence as the two of you walked back toward the bar.
“I, um, never got to properly thank you for helping with my family. I know it was probably a bit weird but it meant more to me than you could ever know. I think my parents would’ve had us get married that same night if it were up to them.” you laughed, playing nervously with your hands.
“Is that right?” Franked looked down at you with an amused expression.
“God, yes. I think you’re probably gonna be the only guy I bring home that they will ever like. I actually feel bad for the next guy that has to live up to the great Frank Castle.” you nudged him as you walked and he let out the most glorious laugh you’d ever heard.
You wanted to hear that more.
“Well if i’m the measuring stick for all the future men in your life then it’s your parents I feel sorry for.”
“Hey!” you exclaimed, playfully swatting his shoulder, “What do you mean by ‘all the future men in your life’? You think I still got a revolving door of men to get through before I finally settle down?”
It was meant to be playful banter, but there was a look that settled in Frank’s eyes and the mood suddenly got a bit more serious.
“I sure hope not.”
You weren’t sure how to take his comment. Maybe you were over analyzing but there was a part of you that was hoping he said that because he wanted you.
Wishful thinking of course.
You cleared your throat to help ease the tension.
“So, you just get back from whatever mystery place you squandered off to?”
“Just taking care of some business, sweetheart.”
That famous phrase again. You simply nodded. Accepting once again that you would probably not get any further information than that.
“But you know it’s funny.” he smiled, shoving his hands in his pockets. “There I was, lying in bed in some run down roach motel off the highway, having a hell of time trying to fall asleep each night.
“It coulda been the state of the motel—that place was a real shitbox—but the more I laid there, the more I realized it felt like I was missing something.”
Frank started fidgeting a bit. Almost like he was nervous or something. It was strange. You didn't think a guy like him got nervous.
“I realized, I kinda liked sharing the bed with you.”
Your heart started hammering away in your chest. Did you hear him right? Frank Castle liked sharing a bed with you? So much so that it was keeping him up at night?
You had to be dreaming.
“Really?”
You tried to act nonchalant but the word came out all high and squeaky. You don’t think Frank noticed though.
“Yeah, believe it or not I’d gotten so used to having no covers at night, I just tossed the damn thing on the ground.”
You gasped and punched his shoulder slightly. “Hey, I warned you I would probably take all the blankets. You coulda pulled them right back.”
Frank laughed again.
“Nah, you were too cute wrapped up like a burrito. Besides, I was more worried if I tried you’d whack my head or kick my nuts. You sure do move around a lot in your sleep.”
You feigned hurt, placing a hand to your chest.
“And just why do you miss sharing a bed with me so much? It doesn't sound so pleasant based on what you’re saying.”
Frank looked off and smiled. “I don’t know.”
A comfortable silence fell between the two of you.
“Look, uh, I’m not really good at this. I’ve been out of the game for a long time so you’ll have to forgive me but-”
“Frank Castle.” you cut him off.
“Yeah?”
“Are you about to ask if you can sleep in my bed tonight?”
Frank’s eyebrows shot up and a panicked sort of look took residence on his face. “Shit, no I didn’t mean it like that. I was just-”
He stopped when he saw you throw your head back in laughter.
“What?” he asked, trying to fight off the smile that was beginning to form on his own face. Your laugh was just too damn contagious.
“I’m sorry,” you said between breaths,”You shoulda seen your face. I was just messing with you Frank.”
“Oh yeah?” he laughed, poking your side. “You think that shit was funny huh?”
Suddenly you felt yourself being lifted off the ground and over Frank’s shoulder. “I can be real fucking hilarious. How about I carry you home just like this?”
“Frank!” you screamed playfully, swatting at his back. “Put me down you asshole!”
“No, I think I like this view better.”
You continued to hit his back and laugh. You were just about to come back with your own smart comment when you heard a car pull up beside you.
“Is everything alright here?”
You turned to look, adjusting your hair so it was out of your face. It was an officer staring at you both with a confused expression.
You could’ve sworn you heard Frank growl a little bit.
“Uh we’re good officer!” you smiled, giving him a thumbs up.
“She had a bit too much to drink tonight. Tried to drive home. Just makin sure she gets home safe. She’s a stubborn thing.” Frank spoke up, making sure to pat your ass for dramatic effect.
The officer seemed to buy this story.
“Well miss, you got a good man there. You should probably listen to him more often.” he replied before rolling up the window.
You gasped and Frank roared with laughter.
“Thanks officer!” he shouted as the man drove away.
You poked his side hard and he finally released you, setting you down in front of him. Your faces were real close together now, and the smiles you both had slowly fell.
There was a quiet moment before you quickly leaned in and kissed Frank. He seemed surprised at first but thankfully responded and pulled you in tighter.
His hands roamed your body while yours held his face.
You pulled away gently, and he rested his forehead on yours.
“You know, I thought you’d been avoiding me.” you said quietly.
“Yeah?” he replied, moving a piece of hair behind your ear.
“I know you disappear sometimes but I thought this time was gonna be different.”
Frank nodded, running his hands down your shoulders before grabbing both of your hands in his own.
“You know, I got a confession.” he said quietly, “I swiped that phone charger before we left.”
You leaned back and looked up at him.
“What?”
He let out a soft chuckle. “I know it’s stupid but I wanted an excuse to see you again. Like I said, it's been a while since I’ve done anything like this and I didn’t think I could just approach you in the bar like before.”
“It’s not stupid.” you smiled, squeezing his hands. “It’s sweet.”
“So i’m sweet now? Just a second ago I was a asshole.”
“Both can be true.” you shrugged.
He scoffed. “Come here.”
Frank pulled you into him and you wrapped your arms around his waist. He placed a kiss on your head and it suddenly felt like it did when you were with your parents.
It just felt natural.
“Let me take you out.” he said, pulling back and tilting your chin up at him. “On a real date.”
You bit your lip and smiled, “I’d like that.”
“Good.” he replied before kissing you again.
“Now let’s go before that cop comes back around and you gotta act drunk for him.”
You rolled your eyes, “Whatever you say, Frank. I gotta listen to you more right?”
“Attagirl.” he smiled, before putting his arm around your shoulder.
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Uh.... Kinda brought up an topic which was tough but it was okay....?
#miranda talking shit#As usual i never said all i thought bc i always have so much on my mind#But ... Basically mentioned that people but is the recent case oliver can feel like hes too careful with me#So ofc he clarified that he doesnt and just generally liked to be nice and not rude and i buy that but kept on saying#That people in my past also have thought i am more fragile and maybe proper than i actually am#And that im a very uncomplicated person when it comes to some things. For example how i feel about other people#They can tell me and do anything and that wont make me suddenly dislike them or drop them. If i like a person already#... Theres a point where i do not care what else they have done or do? At least ive not encountered anything that have changed it for me#Ive never met someone who killed someone or something but... Who have opinions or have done things or do things which i dont care about#For example drugs. I havent tried anything and probably wont but i know multiple who have or are using and that doesnt make me... Think#Less of them? So. I explained that and said that he had never said something to me that has hurt me or something. Or then i brought up#The incident a few weeks ago and said that time i got hurt. But then i cried for an hour and realized he probably said what he said#Bc he was scared and worried. And it wasnt about me at all. So then i was just ... Fine. I wasnt planning to say anything about that even#But told him anyway. And then touched on the topic that i... Do things... Without thinking about it in the moment#And then realize afterwards its somewhat intentional? And its not something i like to say bc i feel like a bad person?#We didn't discuss that much bc he had to go so idk if ill even bring that up again unless the topic is close but yeah.#He said it was a good talk and i agree. Im always worried to share anything i think or how i work with people bc i fear they'll think im#Weird. But i did it and he seemed fine and i was stable enough. I think he wont care and thats what i like about him but also#I know bc we are so different... It's more likely we misunderstand each other. And honestly i cant shake the feeling i scare him a bit#Bc i feel so much and i want to talk about everything. Thats why i somewhat hesitate to say some things#He also said he have a history of. Dropping people or having his opinion of someone shift bc of something. Thus then it make sense#He got freaked out by me that time. Bc he thinks in his terms and for him others can be changed by small incidents so he thought i had#Changed mine. Thus the 'ive ruined it. I ruined our relationship and it was so good' It should scare me more that he said that his opinion#Of others can change so quickly and big. Bc... Im anxious but for some reason i.. Dont feel worried about that? Maybe bc i have always had#The mindset that people will leave me in the end no matter what and that i always care more about someone than they me. So i dont expect#Anything of anyone i like... But today was interesting talk tbh. I love discussing things with him. He's so different from me it's fresh#Possibly my autistic ass being hyperfocused on him and intrested bc of that. This is kinda how i was with Fabian at some point#He felt like an interesting individual bc he was so different from me so i was obsessed with talking with him about things#I enjoy it and i wont share how i think so i dont scare anyone so.... Should be okay
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omg hi , I have a request for you . I was just thinking this , I dont know if you want to do it but I was thinking maybe the reader is a guess in one of they podcast and they daughter comes in the room and interrupt them or maybe they son comes up and its worried about his sister cause she is sad or upset or did something bad. Or maybe they doing a podcast and they hear a loud bang and it was they kids . They kids are around like maybe 6 or 8 years old. I dont know I just thought of that and that hey maybe you would love it . also love your writing so much .
Podcast with a twist - Matt Sturniolo x Y/n oneshot
warnings - throw up, fluff, sickness
disclaimer: i just made up a podcast topic this isn’t actually a topic
i also know they ending the podcast but like ntm on it. 3rd person pov
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6:05pm
“Alright, good evening campers. Today we have a special but not new guest on today’s podcast, Y/n Sturniolo!” Nick introduces.
Y/n let’s out a laugh, playing with her fingers. “Hello, guys. Happy to be here.” She says shyly, Matt looking at her in adoration.
Everyone let’s out a small chuckle.
“So on our instagram story we asked you guys what questions you have for Y/n. So, Chris will start.” Matt said, giving Y/n a small smile as Chris began to read.
Chris looks off his phone, “Y/n, are you a stay at home mom? and if you aren’t what do you do for work?” Chris read.
Y/n took in a breath, “Well, i actually work from home but i am a journalist. I have lots of articles published that you can read on losangelesnews.com. I also do have an office but i prefer to work at home.” She smiles.
Matt gives her a small wink which wouldn’t go unnoticed by viewers but he didn’t mind.
“Alright, next question. This is kind of for Matt and Y/n. What made you pick Estrella and Mailo for names?” Nick asked.
Y/n looked at Matt, expecting him to answer first.
Matt gives Y/n a nod to start first though.
“Uh- so yo hablo español y estoy hispanic, soy de Puerto Rico. Anyway, quise to do something with a star. Therefore Estrella means star in spanish, porque Ella es mi star and will always be.” Y/n answers, smiling.
yo hablo español y estoy hispanic, soy de puerto rico: i speak spanish and im hispanic, im from puerto rico.
quise: I wanted
porque ella es mi: because she is my
(i’m saying puerto rico because i’m puerto rican but if you are hispanic or latina you can fill in for wherever you are from.)
Matt smiles and nods, “I agree. She’s both our stars.”
Chris and Nick share a look before Chris speaks up, “I only understood maybe half of what you said but that’s sweet.”
Y/n laughs, “It’s okay, Chris.” She says, running a hand through her hair.
“What about Mailo? Where’d you guys come up with that?” Nick asked, looking between Y/n and Matt.
“I wanted something simple but different, so Mailo is a simple name just spelled differently.” Matt shrugged, making Chris and Nick nod.
Chris then went to ask another question, “So, Y/n when-”
“Mommy!” Mailo calls out, running in the podcast room and around the table to where Y/n was sitting.
Y/n scrunched her eyebrows, “Que pasa, hijo?” She asked, brushing some hair out of his face.
que pasa, hijo: what’s wrong, son?
“I think Estrella is upset, she’s not talking to me.” Mailo said, hugging Y/n’s knee.
Y/n sighed, “Okay, I can go check on her after, sweetheart, me and daddy are busy, baby-”
“No! Now! Mommy!” Mailo started to stomp, shaking Y/n’s knee.
“Mailo, buddy, relax.” Matt said, sternness to his voice, enough to make Mailo calm down.
Y/n rubbed her forehead, “Sorry, guys. I’m gonna go check on my daughter.”
Matt nodded, responding first. “It’s okay, go baby.” He said.
Y/n smiled and Mailo took her hand as they left the room.
Y/n walked into the living room seeing Ella on the couch, holding her stomach.
“Ella? Estás bien?” Y/n asked her four year old, walking over and sitting on the couch.
Estás bien?: are you okay?
Estrella lets out a soft whimper, Y/n now noticing the tears down Ella’s face. “Me duele el estomago, mommy.” She lets out a soft cry.
me duele el estómago: my stomach hurts
“Alright, baby. Come on, let’s go lay down.” Y/n told her, grabbing her hand.
She left out another soft cry, making Y/n give her a sad smile and pick her up. “Okay, mommy’s got you.” Y/n cooed as they started to walk up the stairs and to Matt’s old room since they weren’t home.
Y/n then placed Ella down on the bed before she made a weird sound, indicating she was about to throw up.
Y/n immediately backed up, rushing to get the trash can but it was too late as Ella leaned over the side of the bed and threw up on the floor.
Y/n let out a sigh.
Estrella finished rubbing her mouth with her hand.
“Okay, Ella, don’t do that, hold on, baby, let me clean you up.” Y/n said, going to the bathroom before coming back with a wet wash cloth.
She steps over the throw up on the floor and sits on the bed, Ella was sitting there crying as she wiped her own tears. “I’m sorry, mama!” Ella cried.
“Don’t cry, baby. It’s okay. I’m not mad at you.” Y/n hushed, taking the wet washcloth and wiping ella’s face and hands. “Arms up, lovey.” Y/n said, signaling she was gonna change Ella’s shirt for her.
Y/n was grabbing another shirt when the door opened.
“Hey, is everything alr- woah. Someone threw up.” Matt said, looking away at the sight.
“Yes, your daughter did.” Y/n said, a little grumpiness in her tone as she put another shirt on Ella.
Y/n leaned down and kissed Ella’s head as Ella started to fall asleep.
“Can one of you lay down with me?” Ella asked softly, her eyes still closed.
Matt looked at me, i nodded, signaling him to lay down with her while i get stuck cleaning the throw up.
Matt smiled and got on the bed, taking Ella’s small body in his arms, kissing her head and rubbing her back.
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this was lazy but i just wanted to get ts out
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heeyyyy thank u soo muvh for doing my last req i am obsessedd. Im not sure if u can do this one but its juts a thought. tan x reader where they are in high school and the twins kind of just become besties with reader and they are just known as a trio in school and lem and tan are like the readers bodyguards cuz they are so protective if reader is ever in trouble and reader and tan are cushing on each other and its just cute
hi, of course! ty sm for sending requests in i appreciate it! im going to do this bullet point style i hope that's okay!
tangerine high school headcanon
warnings: the slightest! description of someone being a bully
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okay so i think tan and lemon wouldn't really take school seriously, like they still do well and are very smart but they didn't really pay attention much almost like they were too smart for school
they would sit in the back corner of class and just mess around but honestly the teachers didn't really care because they had good grades
you met the twins due to a class project, it needed to be done in groups of threes and it was your lucky day when the name sorter chose you for the twins!
you didn't mind though having talked occasionally to them in some of your shared classes. they were nice, funny, and smart and so are you
lemon grumbled how he didn't feel like working on it now
"want to come to my house after and we can do it then?"
the twins happily agreed and the three of you goofed off the rest of the period
having spent many hours with the twins you all grew very close and kinda became inseparable in school, you all had the same sense of humor and that drew you to each other
teachers and other students knew that it was no longer the lemon and tangerine duo but now a trio with you
one day during class you desperately needed to use the bathroom and the teacher started to yell at you that you should've went between class period
"if you don't let them use the bathroom i will piss all over your fucking floor," tangerine hissed at the teacher
yeah...he had a mouth even then
and no he didn't pee on the floor
while stood in line for lunch tangerine and lemon overheard some guys talking about you
"there's no way the twins are actually friends with them... such a loser, dude."
"gotta be a charity case situation... the twins are way too cool to be friends with someone like that, almost makes them losers too."
tangerine took his empty tray and wacked it across one of the guys heads while lemon sucker punched the other in the nose
"really guys?" you said disappointedly after waiting for them to get out of detention
your hand went up and gently touched the bruise forming around tangerine's eye
"they were talking bad about you! we weren't going to stand there and do nothing!"
"yeah well now you're injured!"
but they didn't care, you were worth every detention and injury they got for defending you
now tangerine, yeah, he is a sap okay. he'd try so hard to play it cool but he failed miserably
absent from school? he wants to go home. paired with someone else? might as well give him a zero now. overheard someone thought you were cute? hell no. walking next to each other in the hallway? yeah his hand touched yours. no space on the couch in your living room? no worries, he's squeezing next to you. you didn't bring lunch? now his is yours. you were upset over a bad grade? he basically ripped his shoulder off for you to cry on it.
if you were instructed to be quiet during class tangerine couldn't take it. he needed to talk to you at all times so without fail you'd feel the slight gush of wind as a folded piece of paper went flying over your shoulder and onto your desk. you'd open the paper to some absolute nonsense that wasn't dire scribbled in pencil but you'd always pick your pen up and responded and drop the note over your shoulder to him.
what sent him over the edge was you getting a flower on valentines day... yeah that's right you had people wanting to be yours and that bubbled a weird feeling inside tangerine... what was it.
"you have a crush, idiot," lemon thumped him on the head.
"no...no? on (y/n), funny... really fuckin' funny. me? having a crush on them? our best friend? there's no way."
lemon would raise a brow at tangerine, picking at his sandwich, "see how you're trying to convince yourself it's not true?"
yep, lemon was right. of course he was. the day the group project started lemon knew the two of you had a small crush on the other.
tangerine felt a tap on his shoulder, "excuse me, this is for you," a girl tapped him on the shoulder.
tangerine and lemon looked at each other bewildered at the flower being placed in front of him. there was a small note folded up with familiar handwriting
"be mine?"
#tangerine#tangerine bullet train#tangerine x reader#tangerine x y/n#tangerine x oc#tangerine x you#tangerine imagine#tangerine imagines#tangerine bullet train imagine#tangerine fic#tangerine fanfic#tangerine fanfiction#tangerine bullet train fanfic#tangerine fluff#tangerine angst#tangerine blurb#tangerine headcannon#tangerine oneshot#bullet train imagine#bullet train fanfic#bullet train oneshot#bullet train x reader#bullet train#aaron taylor johnson imagine#aaron taylor johnson x reader#tangerine headcanon#sebsbarnes
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hi~ im not sure if you accept individual member requests but i want to request a very fluffy ricky one? maybe he is very clingy to you and his friends sees this and start teasing him... thank you!
full of love - shen ricky
characters: ricky x gn!reader
description: ricky is very in love with you and his members love to tease him about it
genre: fluff fluff fluff and fluff
word count: 977
warnings: i don't think there is any? the most suggestive thing there is here is kissing but that's about it. lmk if there is any i missed :)
a/n: hi anon! thank you for the request, can you guys believe this is my first request for an individual member?! i'm so excited that i got a request to do this <3 also it's totally okay to request individual members! i decided to use the zb1 members as his friends
also idk how long you wanted this to be so i hope you like it 😭😭i'm playing around with my post layout too so lmk if you think it's good!
ricky made it very clear that he was in love with you despite his cold demeanor at first. he seemed like an ice prince when you both first met, you happened to meet each other when gyuvin (who was your close friend), introduced you to the blonde hair boy.
it was love at first sight, he was so gentle with you and always smiled whenever you spoke, so much that you were struggling to form sentences properly after exchanging eye contact together.
after that day, ricky and you began hanging out alone and spending almost all of your time together, and it's safe to say that you two are totally in love. shen quanrui knows how to make your heart beat at the simplest things, but that's what you love about him!
one day, ricky texted you and asked if you wanted to come over that day to the dorms. he claimed that gyuvin was boring him after ranting to ricky about how the new charger he bought was a total rip off as it doesn't even work properly.
you agreed and shot him a text back, saying you'll come over. the dorms weren't too far away from your campus so you could take a short train ride to get there.
as you rang the bell, it opened right away to reveal jiwoong. the members were used to seeing you come over at this point and he just let you in.
"ricky is in the living room!" jiwoong pointed, you thanked him and walked over there to see gyuvin still talking to ricky while rolling his eyes at the $20 charger he just bought.
"can you believe that i actually paid money for this?!" kim gwaja exclaimed, ricky shot him a glare, "yes you've said that five times already."
"hyung don't worry you could just return it." yujin replied nonchantly while on his phone playing candy crush, gyuvin sighed while putting his head on ricky's shoulder.
"it's a shame, i was excited to finally use my phone again." just then ricky felt as if someone's elses presence was there and turned, he sighed in relief seeing you.
"(name)! thank god your here!" ricky said with a smile tugging at his lips.
"hi babe! hi gyuvin, hi yujin!" the boys both waved at you. ricky motioned for you to sit on the living room couches so you could be together.
"i missed you." ricky randomly said, you giggled and turned to face your lovely ricky.
"me too. how has promotions been?"
"it's going great, but honestly i've just been wanting to see you again." ricky then took this chance to pull you into his arms. you were taken aback as ricky barely shares affection with you near his members.
"oh wow-ricky...i've been missing you too. even with my assignments to do, i'm always thinking of you."
it was as if the members weren't there, everyone around you blurred out as your focus was just on ricky. he could say the same as well, just purely admiring you.
"good, i should be the only guy that's on your mind." he mumbled causing your cheeks to heat up. you playfully nudged him while sinking your face into his chest.
"stop it.." you whispered. ricky decided to take another chance and softly kissed you on the lips. your eyes widened as ricky had never done that with the other members nearby.
you reciprocated his love and gently kissed him back, not bothering about what was around you but only what was in front of you.
gyuvin the tapped yujin's leg and motioned for him to look at the two of you.
"look at ricky, i've never seen him like this!" gyuvin mumbled. yujin chuckled, "guess he really is in love."
"his lovely ricky side is being exposed~" gyuvin sang while moving his hands around as a dance.
"eh i think their cute." yujin complimented.
but as you were enjoying this sweet moment, it became interrupted by the sound of gyuvin clearing his throat "uh-sorry to rain on your love parade, you guys are cute and all, but can you guys have this make out session somewhere else?"
you immediately became flustered as you noticed both yujin and gyuvin staring at the two of you.
"hyung, let them enjoy their moment together." yujin said, returning his gaze to the game.
gunwook then joined into the conversation and sat next to gyuvin, "maybe hyung's jealous that he's single!"
gyuvin then slapped his shoulder playfully, "hey! well...yeah maybe." then scratched his neck shyly in defeat.
in the midst of this chaos, ricky tapped your shoulder, focusing your attention back to your boyfriend.
"want to go to my room to get away from all of this?" you looked back to see the rest of the maknae line bickering with each other and then back at ricky.
"yes please." you left a soft kiss on his cheek, it was the best to see ricky's cheeks heat up.
"then let's go." he put his hand out, you giggled and grabbed it, allowing him to take you to his dorm bed as everyone began hollering "ooooooh!" behind you with gyuvin puckering his lips for fun as gunwook hit his shoulder.
"stop it!" ricky shouted.
you loved ricky like this. it's the whole reason why you fell for him in the first place. everything he does or says make your stomach do cartwheels. and that feeling hasn't gone away ever since you met him. but you wouldn't want it to be any other way.
in the end, ricky and you cuddled up together in his bed while catching up. that way you could share some cute moments together without the members nearby.
it's things like this that makes you feel even closer to ricky than the day before. and you hope that you two can spend an eternity together.
#zb1#zerobase1#zerobaseone#zb1 fluff#zb1 scenarios#zb1 drabbles#shen ricky#shen quanrui#ricky shen#ricky imagines#shen quanrui imagines
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omg idk if u do nsfw request but could you like write jealous cove x fem reader nsfw? i think cove isn’t the type to feel possessively jealous but there’s times he can’t let it go but it’s not a like “your mine!!” type possessive more like a “im yours!!” possessive? IDK IF THAT MAKES SENSE SORRY
DW IT MAKES A LOTTA SENSE N I AGREE W EVERYTHING U JUST SAID!! i hope i lived up to your rq 🙏🙏 i enjoyed writing this sm
tags : NSFW, fem reader, jealous cove, service top cove, hand jobs, penetration, between step 3 and 4, you are in college, mention of wanting to marry you
(mentions step 3 "happiness" moment and you getting upset when cove doubted you'd still be together at the end of summer in step 3.
also i'm thinking abt the patreon moment n how cove likes just a hint of pain n runnning w it, i'll never recover from it!)
synopsis : cove is jealous and worried about you finding another man, so you ease his anxiety.
you have always reassured cove that you love him, that he makes you the happiest girl in the world. you promised him that he doesn't have to do anything special to make you happy, that he alone makes you happy.
cove can't help but feel loved every time he thinks about it. and after you got mad at him for doubting the strength of your relationship, brought to tears by the notion, cove promised himself to never make you cry sad or angry tears ever again if he can help it.
but you're standing there, talking with a classmate of from one of your classes and you're laughing and he's looking at you with one too many hearts in his eyes and a darker voice in the smallest crease of cove's mind wonders if you'd like if he looked like that.
hair styled in a way that was casual but handsome, and a ribbed turtle neck under a cream jacket.
cove quickly dismisses that thought, knowing you prefer him in less layers and that you'd never ask him to change his style unless the weather called for more layers must to his chagrin.
unable to take anymore, broken by the guy putting a hand on your shoulder. cove steps out the car, easily taking long strides and he calls out to you.
"y/n!"
you turn around, happy as a peach to see your boyfriend and cove's heart throbs at how easily you forget about the guy in front of you. "are you ready to go eat? its gonna be lunch rush soon..." cove bites h is lips, wondering if thats a good enough excuse to get you out of this guys reach before he puts too many moves on you.
"yeah, just-" you adjust your backpack straps and turn to address your classmate but you step towards cove, taking his hand in yours. "i gotta go, but you should check the online class board, you can download the notes from there! bye!"
cove pulls you away as you barely finish your greetings, opening the car door for you but he slams his own door and winces but pulls out the lot nonetheless, making the drive back to your shared home.
"cove? what's wrong?" you put your hand on his thigh soothingly but cove just jumps at the sudden touch, his head hits the steering wheel, trying to use the break at the stop light to push away his jealousy.
knowing he can't hide from you, cove address you, looking at you with teary puppy eyes, not wanting to upset you but his heart is in turmoil.. "i'm jealous. i know i shouldn't be but- but! that guy was definitely hitting on you and i know you love me but i'm worried you'll leave me for someone better an-" cove whimpers, blinking his eyes as he focuses on the road again and turns onto your street.
"cove... i'm so sorry baby, i- i didn't even notice he was hitting on me. he was just asking about what he missed during class... if it helps, he's only in my elective class! we're not even in the same major so-"
cove cuts you off, quickly and smoothly parking the car in your designated space. "it's not just him. like.. baxter, or derek. i know we haven't heard from baxter in awhile but he was so smooth and flirty and confident. and derek, well derek is nice and reliable and.. i don't know." cove leans over the console.
"i don't want you to leave me for someone better, i know you said you won't but. i love you so much. i wanna be your's forever, i wanna marry you one day! i love being your boyfriend so much, y/n.." cove frets, pushing his head into your hand when you cup his cheek, fighting tears and failing.
"cove. i love you. you'll always be mine." you kiss his face, hovering over his lips, "you'll always be my special lover boy."
cove purrs, melting into your kiss. when you pull away, cove looks at you with hooded lids, "l-lets go inside..."
you barely make it through the door, your hands running under cove's shirt and he trembles trying to put the key in the door, steadying when you wrap your hand around his and guide him.
when the door unlocks, you pull cove in, kissing his neck as you reach behind him to flip the lock and slip the chain through the track. "y-y/n, ahh.." cove mutters breathlessly, some other words escaping his mouth in a jumbled mess but you hear a stuttered "feels good" and you keep going, pulling him through the house to your bedroom.
on the way, your shoes are left haphazardly in front of the door and a trail of clothes breadcrumb the hallway.
you push cove onto the bed, stepping out of your bottoms and left in just your underwear, you help cove unbutton his shorts, pushing away shaky hands.
you slip off his boxers, deciding to take care of cove while he's still pliable. "shh baby, let me take care of you.." you settle in his lap and cove throws his head back in a shaky moan when your hand wraps around his sensitive cock, stroking him slowly and swiping your skilled hands over his weeping slit, knowing how to work your boyfriend's body in the best ways.
"y/n..." cove whines, bucking his hips into your hand as you grope him through his boxers.
"t-tighter, please.. ah!" cove groans when your hand tightens around his cock the way he likes, feeling a knot build in his abdomen at your increasingly faster strokes. "i'm, i'm close.. mh-" cove gasps, finger tips digging into your hips.
in his lusty haze, cove looks at your bra and works the front clasp the way you showed him. you grin knowingly, enjoying cove's blush as his eyes train on how your breast bounce when the clasp comes undone.
you arch your back, encouraging cove to play with your chest. his lips clasp on your collar bone, nibbling and sucking lightly so as to not leave marks but when you flex your hand around his cock cove bites particularly hard, sure enough to leave a bruise.
something primal inside of him feels pleased at that.
cove shudders, looking up from your chest to meet your eyes. "w-why did you stop?.."
you smile, kissing your lovely boy on the cheek. "don't want you to finish yet." you reach for a condom, urging cove to lean against the pillows.
you're not too worried about stretching yourself as you'd had sex the night before and only applying ample lube for what will definitely be a bit of a long night, thankful your classes are over for the day.
cove takes his place, shaking when you roll the condom over his sensitive cock. you straddle his lap, hands gripping his shoulders as you line him up with your cunt.
you sink onto his cock, moaning sharply when his tip hits your bladder from inside, your cunt sensitive and nearly dripping with your slick.
when you finally take him to the hilt, his cock rubbing all the sensitive spots inside you and reaching deeper than you could ever reach on your own.
cove gasps and holds you tighter when your cunt trembles around him, kissing you as you gently bounce on his lap. "cove, cove..." you mutter, breathless and your eyes water at the sensation of his cock dragging against your gummy walls.
cove grips your hips, grinding your hips together making you moan loudly. "can i.. *swallows* can i move too?"
you nod, whining when cove instantly bucks his hips into yours, taking the lead at your instruction.
you pull cove into a kiss, your tongues dancing together before the kiss turns gentle and loving. breaking away for air, cove trails kisses down your neck as you gasp and moan, his cock hitting your walls in a way that makes you leak with more slick and clench tightly around him.
"i'm gonna cum, fuck please cove! more!"
cove reaches for your clit, his thumb circling your sensitive clit as he brings you over the edge. "i love you y/n, so happy to be yours.. please cum, wanna feel you cum around me." cove whispers sweet and dirty words in your ear, "you feel so good.. ahh fuck, thats it.. agh fuck!"
cove trembles, cumming into the condom as your pussy tightens and your thighs shake on either side of him.
cove collapses into your shoulder, wrapping his arms around you and you both shake in each others embrace.
"i love you." you kiss cove's head, coming down from your orgasm.
cove kisses your neck back, his lips tickle against your sweaty skin as he speaks, "i love you too.."
"cove? what're you-"
you pull yourself off his lap, cove throwing the tied off condom in the trash and before you can get up he pulls you back into his lap.
cove's brilliant blue eyes drill into you, sparking the flames of your heart and your cunt throbs with need. "i still want you.."
you laugh, happily sinking into the bed with cove on top of you.
cove grabs a condom from the open drawer and rolls it over his sensitive but still hard cock, quickly sinking into your warmth.
he moans shakily, drawing his hips back and slamming back into you, your legs wrapped loosely around his waist so he can fuck you and still steal a kiss from you.
cove leans into your neck, his body supported by his forearms but he still looms over you. "i love you.. so happy to be your boyfriend, ngh-.. i-i love belonging to you."
you scratch down cove's back. "you're mine.. ah!" cove picks up the pace, ignited by you agreeing that he's yours.
cove mumbles happily into your neck, most of his chant muffled by his face buried in your neck; sucking marks and hiding at the same time. most of it is moans, but you hear a few "yours.. yours..." among his moans.
cove grunts at the use of the nickname, buoyed to go further and he reaches between your bodies to rub your clit.
feeling that knot in your stomach, you tell cove you're coming. "c-c'mon cove! make me cum, want my sunshine to make me cum!"
you reach orgasm together for the second time, cove dripping sweat onto you.
you both pant, the temperature making you squirm.
cove speaks first, "..i love you, love you so much. i'm sorry i got jealous.."
"its okay cove, if this is how its gonna be you get jealous more often!"
cove groans, embarrassed by your teasing. "carry me to the shower?"
cove pops up, bright like an obedient puppy. "yes!"
#our life: beginnings & always#cove holden smut#cove holden x reader#cove x mc#cove holden#cove x reader#smut#cove holden x reader smut#cove holden x mc smut
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Hi, I really liked your fic with a hugs! Also I've read that you like to write yandere fics
Soooo, maybe some yandere Poe with a reader (fem or gn, wichever you want) who doesn't know about his yandere tendencies, but is wery carying towards others and wery affectionate with him, and just always shows that they really enjoy his company.
Uhmm, I hope these sentences made sense, I'm sorry english is not my first language
Anyways, if you don't feel like writing this one, that's okay too, take care, have a nice day!
I GLADLY 100% AGREE AND LOVE THIS. AND DONT WORRY I THINK I UNDERSTOOD WHAT YOU ASKED (english is my first language but i didn't talk or write until i was around 7 years old, so i get it!)
anyways LESSGOOO
yandere poe x affectionate/innocent reader
tw: obsession, unhealthy love, angst dear lord, "fluff" but with angsty undertones, dont try this at home, poe is fucking insane in this, like im being serious if you don't want absolute crazy bitches don't read this, kidnapping if you could call it that
i added a bit of my own twist, but if you don't like it you can always tell me and ill rewrite it (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*.✧
pulled out my maretu playlist for this one >:) (I MOSTLY LISTENED TO DARLING BY MARETU WHILE WRITING THIS >>:))
i actually wrote for once WOOOAAHHHH!!!! (shock)
"IF ONLY I KNEW WHAT I WALKED INTO..."
You looked down at your watch to make sure the time was right.
8:29 PM, good, a minute early. You inhaled before pushing the doors open to the fancy restaurant, the place where you were supposed to meet your friends for dinner tonight.
If only you knew right what you were walking into.
You walked across the floor, happily telling the waitress who the owner of your table was. After doing so, she led you over to your table, where you expected all of your friends to be sitting there, messing around with each other. Right?
Wrong.
You looked over and you saw only him sitting there.
Poe.
Though, you didn't mind! Poe was your friend, and you just assumed that everyone was running late, which was confirmed by Poe himself.
"Ah, Poe, is it alright if I sit next to you?" You asked him, and he nodded. "Of course, I reserved this spot for you." He patted the seat next to him. You smiled happily and skipped over to him, plopping down right beside him.
"Poe, do you know where the others are?" You asked, whilst scanning the menu. "Oh, they're running late. They should be here soon." He said, before pointing to your favorite dish. "We should share this, I really like it." He mentioned passively. You smiled at him, "Really?! This is my favorite one, I'd be more than willing to share!" Poe, usually, would blush at your compliments.
But not today.
He simply gave a small smile before turning back and calling a waitress over, ordering what you two decided on. Thats weird. You thought but shrugged it off as him having one of his confident streaks. This usually happened when he wasn't comparing himself to Ranpo after all, and he seemed very content next to you.
Ranpo.
Where were the others?
You knew they were late sometimes, but never this late.
Poe seemed to notice your distress and suggested that you two go on a walk for a bit. You smiled at him, happily accepting.
"What about the food?" You joked with him, and he smiled a bit at said joke before responding with, "Don't worry, I'm sure that once the others get here, they will keep it warm for us." He held open the door for you and you thanked him, waving bye to everyone there then walking out with him.
The usual dark look crossed his face when the waitress waved and told you two to have a nice walk. But you didn't bat an eye at this, it was normal to you by now.
You stretched and took in the fresh breeze. Walking out with Poe was a good idea, as he seemed very, very calm tonight. Much more than usual, but who wouldn't be if the night was as peaceful as this?
"Hey, Poe?" You muttered, looking up at him slowly.
He hummed, before looking back over at you.
"Thanks for being such a great friend, you always know the best ways to help me calm down." You smiled at him, you didn't know what came over you, but you wanted to show him that you were really happy to have him around.
At this, the cocky attitude he had vanished, his eyes widening and a blush slowly covering his face.
"Ah... Y/N..." He looked away, not knowing what to say.
Or, so you thought.
What you didn't see was the guilt on his face at what he was about to do.
But he knew that deep down, winning you over was not enough. Society would corrupt you. Society would take you away.
He needed you all to himself, away from everyone and everything. He didn't care who he lost on the way, as long as he got you.
That's all he needed.
And so, his little plan came to fruition.
"Y/N..." He gulped, before looking over at you with the kindest expression he could muster. "Is it alright if I take you somewhere?"
You continue smiling at him, his expression pulling at your heartstrings. "Of course!" You said, following him happily.
Small talk accompanied the two of you while you walked in the streets. However, looking at your watch, you realized how late it was! "Poe, I think we should go back, the others are probably there by now." You said, looking back up at him.
"Y/N, could I please take you to the place I was talking about? We are almost there." He said hurriedly and anxiously. You noticed this, but he was probably just nervous about what you would think. "Alright, but let's hurry!~" You exclaimed.
You two reached a dark alleyway, and you looked up at him. "Wow! It looks super scary, let's go in it!" You said.
He smiled a bit at this. Wow, you were really just happily going step by step.
It was so easy with you.
He looked at you before inhaling and reaching into his suit pocket.
"Y/N. Come here." He almost whispered, and you happily obliged him.
"I have a gift for you." He said, handing you a book. You gasped happily. "What is it about?!" You exclaimed.
He smiled sweetly at you.
"Why don't you read a bit and find out?"
You, even knowing his ability, happily flipped open the book, demonstrating just how much you trusted him.
And you were such a fool.
As you read, a person a little bit too much like you, and a person a little bit too much like him were madly in love with each other.
The mystery?
You will find out soon enough.
You gasped as a blinding light flashed in front of you, and Poe quickly grabbed onto you.
And before you could even say a word in protest.
Everything went black.
The book dropped to the floor.
And it was almost like no one was ever there.
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#yandere#bsd#poe x reader#bsd poe x reader#bungou stray dogs#angst#crazy ahh#i attempt to actually write (impossible)#justiceforjared
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all i want for christmas - nico hischier
Warnings: nothing but a bit of angst. my MO.
Word Count: 1.98k
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if there was one thing that people knew, is that they wanted you two back together. for good. though, nico had good intentions two months ago; it wasn't panning out to what he had intended. he wanted to really focus on the team, the season ahead. he didn't really have much time to put enough energy and time into the relationship that you had shared for two years already. but you agreed, you didn't want your heart to be broken over nico not being there enough. not showing up when it most mattered, you understood. you always had. so you headed back to denmark your native country. you had been staying with your parents for two months since the breakup, and you were doing relatively well all things considered. it was nearing december 12th and that's when your mom started to ask questions and ultimtely be a pest. "mom!" you started as you looked up from your computer, she met your glare and was taken back. "stop, please just stop asking about nico. were done. its over. im here now. im not going back." you said flustered and simply over it. she nodded going back to lunch and sipped her espresso. her questions over the past few days had begun to stir things within you. for the first time in two months, you looked at his instagram. his friends instagrams and hell, even googled to see how he was doing. you sighed wiping your face before returning to the email at hand. you wondered if nico was also thinking about you, it was a mere two weeks until your third - would of been - third anniversy. you stood up and took your computer up to your childhood room and ponded the idea of texting him or not.
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you
you turned over in your sleep as it was nearing 6 am, and groaned. it was now december 21st and you had not stopped thinking about nico. you were annoyed at yourself that you wanted him. despite having a mutual break up that went well you felt guilty and pissed off that you still wanted him. thanks mom, you mused silently. you fidgeted your fingers over nico's contact that hadn't been looked at since you had to talk to him about sending over some things from the states. you growled, before pressing the message icon. before exiting the app altogether.
it was true, you wanted him more than anything this christmas. as cheesy as it may sound, that was the reality and dilemma you were dealing with right now. straight out of a hallmark movie. but nico wouldn't want to speak to you right? especially since they were nearing some very important games you had read. your mind raced back and fourth over the idea and found yourself looking at nico's contact again for the third time that day. "just text him, sweetie." your mom said from across the room. you looked up at her and she smiled, urging you to do it. "you won't know until you know. what's the issue?" she questioned setting down her coffee. you looked down at the contact and sighed, "what if he still doesn't want me? like i know that he said that he wanted to focus on the game but what if it was more than that? my worst fear and worry that i have never admitted to anybody was that i wasn't good enough. wasn't pretty or skinny enough." you paused sniffling, "what if he wanted somebody different and broke up with me because of that?" you pondered out loud and your mom felt her heart break for her only child. your mom shook her head, "if that's the case - fuck him. he isn't good enough for you. and to hell with what anybody thinks of your weight, your looks, your hair color or occupation. fuck them, fuck him, if they don't accept and adore you." she said trying to comfort you. you nodded and wiped your tears and typed out the message.
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nico, i hope this message finds you well. i honeslty dont even know why im texting you but i am. thanks to my mom for the past week asking me questions about you, i can't get you out of my mind. ive tried, ive replayed the conversation over and over. and alas here i am. i just want to talk thats all, catch up. though, i understand if you found somebody else since we broke up. i understand and understand if i wasnt good enough for you or your world and lifestyle. ill stay away. though i wish the best nevertheless, always. xx (y/initial)
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that was garbage, you thought. pure word vomit.
you pressed send and closed your phone hoping that it would be a bit before he responded. it was only 8 am over on the east coast so he would probably being having a team skate or practice for all you knew. you got off the couch and walked over to your mom and hugged her. she kissed your head and you ended the hug. "im gonna go for that walk." you stated before walking out of the house. it was now getting colder in denmark and you zipped up your nike puffer and headed down your street and towards the local forest trail that no doubt would be busy. per usual.
all the lights are shining so brightly everywhere
Won't you please bring my baby to me?
it was the next day and your mom and dad took you into downtown aarhus which was a three hour drive from coppenhagen. a seaport town, that held fond memories for you and your small family. your three dined for dinner at one of your favorite swiss restaurants. you had taken nico the second time he came to visit and the two of you dined for about 3 hours before you two took in some frozen yogurt and overlooked for the harbor just talking. as you thought about that that evening looking into the harbor as you drank some hot coco, your eyes pooled with tears. you sniffled, but smiled at the memory. you wanted that here and now, you wanted that again come his offseason. you begged the universe to make a christmas miracle to happen. you would do anything, you thought. a few minutes later, you and your parents started up towards the heart of downtown when it began to snow, just your luck. a white christmas was upon your favorite place. you guys stopped outside a pub and you snapped a photo. because of how bad the snow was it looked white outside. you snapped a photo for your instagram story and smiled. you placed a red heart on the bottom, before you made your way inside the bar for the evening, that most likely would turn into staying over night in the upstairs hotel.
a few hours later, you were getting ready for bed and you heard your phone ding from yor bedroom. your eyebrows crinkled before turning off the bathroom light and grabbing your phone off your bed. it was nico.
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
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y/n, ive been waiting for you to text honestly ever since we broke up. ive been waiting to hear that you wanted to catch up to maybe tell you that i miss you and i would finally hear your voice again. ive thought about texting or calling your myself but i didn't really have the right to since i am the one that intiated the breakup. and no, i never found anybody else. i certaintly wasn't looking nor did i want to. i just wanted you. especially, here with me for christmas and our anniversary. i want you here and ill pay whatever to get you here asap.i love you y/n, i never stopped. "
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your eyes went wide before bringing a hand to your mouth. this was exactly what you wanted. okay, yes, it was like a hallmark movie you grinned. you made your way down the old hallway and knocked on your parents door and the door opened a few seconds later. your mom looked down at your and saw the smile on your face. you nodded with happy tearms brimming your eyes. "he want's me still, he want's to fly me out as soon as i can." you said excitedly. she smiled and wrapped her arms around you. "finn! we are leaving early tomorrow so she can get on that plane." your mom annouced and your dad came out of the bathroom. he smiled and you pulled out your phone to let nico know that you were available the next day. he responded ten mintutes later with a screenshot of the flight ticket and you smiled.
I just wanna see my baby standing right outside my door
you stepped outside of the airport in newark and spotted your driver instantly. jack stood outside his range rover and you playfully rolled your eyes. "jacky!" you beamed throwing your arms around him and he lifted you up. the two of you had always been close, seeing one another as sibilings. "you dont understand how much he has missed you missy." jack said throwing your bags in the back as he shut your door. you smiled knowlingly, you had also been missing him like crazy. "where is he?" you asked, buckling. jack put the car in drive and you two began the 30 minute drive to his townhouse. "he's at the house, he had an appointment that ended later than he would have liked it to." jack said truthfully and you nodded, and then the two of you caught up on the way there.
jack waved as he took off towards his apartment in manhattan and you knocked on door. nico sprinted towards the door, alerting your once shared cat "missy". you wanted to bring missy home, but knew nico needed her more than you did. hockey got to be a lot after awhile mentally and being captain only added to it. nico swung the door wide open and instantly wrapped his arms around you and twirled the two of you. you giggled into his ear, which sounded like music to him. the two of you had happy tears coming out, as he set you down. you looked at one another in the eye, and smiled. he brought his face down towards yours and for the first time in almost 3 months, the world stopped for a brief moment. that's how it was with you two, a kiss could freeze the world. especially, when it held as much as it did like this one. "you came." he hummed as you two pulled apart. you nodded, "yes. no place i'd rather be." you said as he wiped your tears from your cheeks. "i love you so much y/n and i was a fool for letting you go. please, please dont leave again." he whispered as snow flurries began to flutter down. you looked up and laughed. nico's anxiety rose, as the answer to his words was still unanswered. you looked back at nico and smiled, "no place i'd rather be." you smiled before kissing him once more. he spun you around once more, before walking inside.
missy greeted you and you pulled her into your arms and listened to her purring. she had missed her favorite person, though nico came in a very close close second. nico wrapped his arms around your waist and pressed his chin on your shoulder watching missy's eyes slowly close. "and just like that, our favorite person has indeed returned." nico whispered before placing a kiss on your temple. you indeed had returned to your favorite people.
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i hope you guys enjoyed day three! so sorry for the day late posting. but alas, here we are ahaha.
RANDOM tags: @jayda12 @bitchinbarzal @lhugh @starshine-hockey-girl @matbaerzal @pucksalotguys
#nico hischier#nico hischier imagine#New Jersey devils#nhl#hockey#nhl imagine#hockey imagine#nhl one shot#hockey one shot#jack hughes#holidays with equallyshaw#nico hischier x reader
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hello
can i request a neteyam x reader where the reader is from metkayina clan and neteyam had always found her atracttive she was a proud worrior and respected and it showed so when neteyam went with lo’ak to save spider the reader went with them and coverd theyre back so in the end she got shot and she survaved becuse shes strong and she woke up in record time so neteyam had it worse becuse now he had another scar to worship on her and all along she knew that he had a crush on her so she was fed up with his shit so he took his wrist pinned him against a tree and kissed him and him just looking like a fish out of the water
I just want a confident reader and then neteyam who becomes a blushing mush in her presence if u get where im going :,)
Let me protect you 🧸 (Neteyam x Metkayina Reader)
notes; this request was so exciting it kinda ends on a cliffhanger but don’t worry everyone survives!! Hope you enjoy <3
warnings; some cussing
word count; 1.4K
Jake Sully had just arrived at your home. You knew who he was and also knew that trouble followed him. That was something you shared. Your father, Tonowari, always said you were like a magnet for mishap. Out of all your siblings, Tsireya and Ao’nung, you were the disobedient. You were the middle child it was slightly expected for you to lash out.
As you and you siblings unmerged from the water you could tell the younger Na’vi boy already had eyes for Tsireya but you were looking at the older one. You made eye contact with him but you didn’t shy away from him. You just stared softly at him as he studied you. He eventually started to look away when your father and his father started discussing why they were here.
“Why have you come here Jakesully?” Tonowari asked looking at every Na’vi in front him with a curious eye.
“I seek protection for my family…” Jake Sully starts making sure to look at his family.
“You are forest people, we are sea people, your abilities will be of no use here…” Your father continued. You look slightly behind him and see your mother, Ronal, approaching.
You could tell from your mother’s face that she wasn’t interested in having these Na’vi here. She starts to circle all of them pointing out things about their appearance. My heart aches for them, I feel awful about my mother’s judgment towards them.
“Their arms are thin…” She continues circling to the youngest boy and grabs his tail.
“Tails small, they will be no good in the water…” She reaches for his hands and rubbed them vigorously as she lifted them up.
“Look they’re not even true Na’vi!” She exclaimed while looking at the people. You were confused, how could they not be true Na’vi?
“Look look see! I was an avatar then I turned Na’vi we can adapt!” Jake pleaded with my mother. Both my parents silently agreed and turned back to Jake.
“My children Tsireya, Ao’nung, and (Y/N) will teach your children our ways…” Your father ordered. Ao’nung’s face twisted.
“But father…” he started only to be shushed by your father. You looked back at the older Na’vi child with curiosity and a little excitement. He was looking at you a little glint in his eye you couldn’t pinpoint.
“Come I’ll show you to your marui.” Your sister softly said directing all of us to follow.
You started to slow down your pace so you could be next to the older Na’vi boy.
“You’re going to love our home…” you say to him sweetly as he turns to you.
“I’m (Y/N)…” you continue looking the boy up and down in a slightly flirty way. A small smile grows on his face.
“I’m Neteyam…” he replies in the same manner as he copies you movements. You continue to talk as you walk him to his family’s marui.
“I hope to see you later (Y/N)…” Neteyam said while leaning on his new marui as he analyzed you. You just smile sweetly at him.
“Oh you will Neteyam…” You said with a wink as you walked away from the marui. He just watched you walk away, his eyes not once leaving your alluring figure as you jumped into the sea. He was utterly dazed by you, he couldn’t register that someone as perfect as you could into him.
Weeks had gone by at this point and you and Neteyam’s relationship had grown like flame when you add fuel to it. And that flame was noticeable to everyone. Neteyam needed help with his ilu, you were there to help him. You needed help lifting anything, he was there. You were practically attached at the hip to him.
Neteyam was usuals the leader in every relationship he had, platonic or romantic, but with he was like putty in your hands. A blushing, hot mess whenever you touched him. It didn’t even have to a flirtatious touch either. You graze his hand on accident while walking past him, a warmth fills his body. You were so magnetizing to him. And you could tell…
You teased him constantly, always glancing at his lips, grabbing his hand confidently, like you were already together.
You and hun were just having a meal together when you heard a horn blow. The sky people were here and we were going to battle. Panic struck you like a lightning bolt. You knew how to fight as a back just in case this happened but you never thought it would happen.
You and Neteyam immediately got up and looked for your families. Going separate ways for now, you couldn’t help but pray to Eywa for his safety silently.
Jake Sully frantically was explaining to your father that your sister and his children were being held captive. You kind went blank, you hadn’t seen Neteyam since you separated earlier and Jake had no idea where he was.
Your father had told you to stay in the marui but he knew you would come anyway. He knew how stubborn you could be in situations like this. Jake was leading all of us to the sky people’s boat. As you got closer you saw Lo’ak, Tsireya, and Tuk tied to the monster hissing at an avatar. Jake Sully was telling my father that he had to approach alone. The fear in your body was unbearable, you still had not seen Neteyam. But you felt some vibrations from the waters below and seconds later a tulkun emerged from below, leaping on the boat. You were shocked at the tulkun’s violent behavior but it gave your people a distraction to attack. While the fighting broke out you snuck to the boat, quietly climbing on in attempt to rescue your sister and the Sully children. Instead when you got close you saw Neteyam, freeing everyone tied up. When he turned and saw you he ran to you instantly.
“(Y/N)!! What the fuck are you doing here it’s not safe!?” He practically screams at you. You wouldn’t take that behavior from him in any way. You pushed him away slightly.
“I was looking for you Neteyam!! Trying to make sure you were safe…shit!!” You hissed back while trying to drag him to your ilu. He was silent as he ripped from your grasp. He looked upset but not mad.
“I’m supposed protect you (Y/N)…” he said with a serious tone, staring daggers in your eyes.
“No!! Let me protect you!!” You yelled motioning for the rest of the kids to follow you. You looked back up at him, a subtle glint in his eye.
“…at least let me protect until this is over Teyam…” you sighed using a nickname for him that you two only briefly discussed. He just nodded as him and the rest of your friends followed you further into the ship.
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im sorry but ahh Kyojuro !!!!! he literally has my heart ! he's the sweetest most precious babyy !! can you give us some hc's for modern era Kyojuro x reader who has bpd ? >< it is kinda umm difficult and tricky to write about something like this so its understandable if you ignore this >< but ah thank you for reading this ! and have a good day! <3
hi baby! ik ik i said i was gonna be mia for a few and i still ammm. i have hella hw and exams coming up but this peaked my interest a little bit. i’m gonna approach this w caution bc i do not have bpd but i know someone who does so im gonna do my best based off what ik from her. just know that you’re always safe here. everyone is, no matter what — the bpd i’m referring to is borderline personality disorder so i’m hoping you didn’t mean the other bpd 😭
kyojuro is always and has always been a super, super patient guy. it’s just a part of him that he cannot get rid of at all. you know i think of his as the perfect partner, my little golden boy.
i think that with a partner who has bpd, this is only heightened. he has to be extra patient because you both see the world (and your relationship) differently and he knows you can’t help it. there’s probably extra emphasis on open communication, no matter what. he doesn’t care what the problem is or what the conversation would lead to, communication just has to happen and it has to be thorough. you tell him how you feel and why, he takes it into consideration and responds accordingly. you’re worried he no longer cares? okay, what is making you feel this way? you think mayb this is overwhelming and you’re pulling away? he’s going to talk to you about it.
there’s also very clearly defined boundaries. it’s part of the communication aspect but it’s a whole separate thing entirely. they’re developed in the beginning in your relationship and have grown the longer you’re together and the more experiences you have. he endures your splits, knowing that you probably don’t mean it as harshly as you do but he lets you know he doesn’t appreciate the yelling. he always waits until you’re receptive to his words and holds in tongue until you’re generally calmer. this does nawt include him telling you to calm down. he’d never utter those two words a day in his life. i think he’s more likely to take his separate space away and remove himself from the situation because he has his own feelings too. he can get frustrated as well.
also therapy!!! big emphasis on therapy, but for both of you. you both go and see separate therapists. it’s necessary for both of you, regardless of what personal diagnosis either of you might have. there’s no stigma between you two. you have bpd, that’s just who you are. so what? it doesn’t define you in any way shape or form and means nothing until you, personally, decides it does. so you both go and work through your issues separately and uphold the whole privacy thing. there’s no at home conversations unless that person wants to share their own information.
i mean, the relationship is pretty normal. you still joke, you still kiss and cuddle and have intimacy the way everyone else does. he’ll still wake up in the early mornings and make breakfast, awakening you to the smell of bacon cooking in the frying pan. he’ll still shower you in gifts and constantly reassure his love and adoration. he’ll still treat you as though you’ve crafted his world by hand. i see him as being this soothing place of comfort. he doesn’t judge you and instead, validates your emotions. you’re allowed to feel however you feel. he just hopes you hear him out too.
oh oh oh! and he takes things very very slow. he knows you can get kinda . . . wrapped up??? in the feeling of love. not necessarily obsessive but he’s aware that you want to dwell in that emotion for as long as you can. he doesn’t want you to do things you otherwise wouldn’t have or even rush before reallyyyyy processing what’s happening to he takes it very slow. it’s agreed upon by both parties and he upholds that. if he says he’s going to do something, he’s going to do it. so yeah, that generally mean limiting coupley things you do before the time that you’re officially a couple. no sex or very little sex until you’re together together. until you’ve gotten each other locked DOWN.
idk, i hope this is what you wanted??? you’re right it is a very delicate topic and i’m doing my very best to tread lightly so pleaseeeee let me know if anything i said was incorrect or stigmatizing or contributing to negativity in any way. i’m always open to learn!
#⋆ ·˚ ���₊· ̗̀ 💌 ••• ⁀➷ 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 . . .#anon#kyojuro x black reader#demon slayer kyojuro#kyojuro x reader#kyojuro rengoku#rengoku kyojuro#rengoku x black reader#rengoku x reader#demon slayer rengoku
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sooo people (r*na’s) are starting to talk about this. Im getting a little worried, i mean there’s nothing to be worried about i know my pw will be engame but this still could mean something, right..:(
Meg Donnelly talked about HSMTMTS in a recent interview and she revealed that she had filmed a lot of scenes with Matt Cornett which means EJ and Val will have a friendship. "When we filmed High School Musical, most of our scenes were together so that was really cool. It was so easy and so comfortable and we actually got so much closer on the High School Musical set. It was really weird not seeing him in a blue wig, but nonetheless, it was great." (This part is from an anon but still addresses what you're asking about so I'm putting it t/g.)
Here's the article everyone's freaking out about LOL. I have quite a few asks in my inbox about this part Meg talks about, so I will try to answer them all today (some t/g to save time). First thing first, let's all take a nice, deep breath. Okay? Breathe in. Breathe out. Now, I don't think we need to worry all that much just yet. Didn't we all predict months ago there was a strong possibility EJ and Val could be childhood friends from camp? Maybe they’ve been attending Camp Shallow Lake since they were junior campers and have always been close friends. Does Meg’s quote here really surprise anyone? To me, it just (partly) confirms Val and EJ may share history/a friendship and they’ll use it as an opportunity to show EJ’s growth as a character from the last time he attended camp (when he food poisoned Emily so Nini would be the lead). Val was presumably there at camp when it happened. But EJ doesn’t operate the way he used to (during his selfish 1.0 days) and Val may very well call attention to that. If they are good friends, maybe Val will let the audience know that she sees a real change in him from last year. He’s not who he used to be. The EJ now is “a really good guy” (2.08) who tries to do the right thing (in the right ways this time!) Just b/c “most” of Meg’s and Matt’s scenes were t/g doesn’t inherently mean that’s the end of Portwell lmaooo. Meg also said a few weeks ago that she feels like ppl will “really like” her character, even tho Val will contribute to some drama this season. I don’t think she would make that claim if most of the audience was supposed to hate/dislike her. I’m not getting antagonistic vibes from Val given her character description, which implies she won’t be just another Lily. Tim also said the Wildcats would “come head-to-head and heart-to-heart with Shallow Lake campers Jet, Maddox, and Val," which very well could mean Gina misinterpreting EJ and Val’s relationship at first before she has an eventual heart-to-heart with her by season’s end. Please keep in mind this show spent 2 whole seasons building Gina and EJ up as individual characters first, then progressed their story t/g. It took them 2 seasons to even agree to go out on a date together. With S3′s timeline being only 2 weeks, I doubt Val will cause any lasting damage to Portwell. This is the first season that they’re dating and we, the audience, get to see EJ and Gina as boyfriend and girlfriend for the first time. It’s more likely Val will force EJ and Gina to confront any insecurities in their relationship during these 2 weeks than Val causing them to permanently break up. Plus, as far as we know, Meg will be guest starring only in S3. I don’t think we’ll see her character again for any future season(s) considering Val may be based in California, not Utah. I get the feeling once the trailer is released, Val’s part in the trailer may be deceptive in that it’ll look like she’ll cause bad drama for Portwell, but it could actually be the good kind of drama that will help strengthen them in the long run. TLDR: don’t stress over Meg and Matt sharing “most” scenes together in S3. I know Portwell have a tough season ahead of them, but who says they won’t continue on this journey together? Val might just help EJ realize just how much he cares about Gina and how different his relationship with her is from his previous relationships. We just won’t know until S3 starts airing.
#hsmtmts#hsmtmts speculation#hsmtmts s2#hsmtmts s3#hsmtmts val#meg donnelly#matt cornett#tim federle#ej caswell#gina porter#portwell#gina x ej#ej x gina#nini salazar roberts#thanks for the asks!
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DO YOU THINK YOU COULD DO MORE POLY!MYSTAL?? I LOVEDD THE OTHER ONE YOU WROTE IT WAS SO CUTE 💘💘
I Love You
Of course!! Sorry this took me forever. Motivation failed me for days on end.
pairing: poly!mystal x reader
warnings: none
word count: 645
summary: the first i love you’s
<3
Staying over at each other’s houses was still a relatively new thing for the three of you. Michael had always offered up his place no matter the circumstances, and considering it wasn’t small by any means, there had been multiple jokes made about just moving in.
While you and your partners had talked about it, Crystal wasn’t completely comfortable with moving in just yet. She wanted to spend a bit more time at each other’s places before she made any decisions, ever the careful one. Somebody had to balance out the two of you.
That night, you and Michael were watching a movie together, just happy to be enjoying each others presence. You weren’t excluding Crys by any means, just hadn’t spoken yet that day. As if on cue, your phone chimed with the specific ringtone you had sent only for the groupchat with Michael, you, when Crystal.
Message from Crys 💕: “Can I come over? I miss you guys.”
Michael immediately shot a text back.
Message from Mikey 🫶🏻: “As if we’d ever say no. Get over here.”
Message from Crys 💕: “Be there in 15 :)”
You smiled, putting your phone down. Michael put his arm back around you, a matching smile on his face. You met his eyes.
“You really love her don’t you?”
He was taken aback by the suddenness of the question. You knew the answer, he knew you knew it too. He looked down, smile never leaving.
“Yea. I do. Is it too soon to tell her? You two are it for me. The ones.”
You shook your head.
“I don’t think there’s a “too soon”. Just because it’s quick doesn’t make it any less real. Even if she doesn’t say it back right now doesn’t mean she won’t. If it helps, I love her too.”
He laughed a bit.
“Good to know I’m not alone. That’d be massively awkward.”
You shook your head, amused.
“Let’s be real. How could you be alone in this? I mean, have you met her? Do you want to tell her tonight?”
He nodded.
“Absolutely. Even if she doesn’t return it I still want her to know.”
You silently agreed. You’d thought about telling Crystal sooner, but were worried about the reaction from not only her but also Michael. Now having him in your corner, it made everything seem a bit easier.
Message from Crys💕: “hey guys- im kinda locked out here. wanna be nice and let me in?”
Message from Mikey 🫶🏻: “nah”
You rolled your eyes, smacking Michael.
Message to Mikey 🫶🏻 and Crys💕: “Hang on Crys. I’ll come let you in.”
Crystal walked in soon after, joy etched onto her face, immediately dragging you back to the couch with Michael and sitting herself in the middle of you two. Once seated comfortably and wrapped in a tangle of limbs, she seemed content.
“I really missed you guys.”
Sharing a look with Michael, you replied.
“We missed you too. Everything feels kinda bland without you now.”
She looked up at you.
“I know. I have such a captivating personality.”
Michael cracked a grin and decided to take a leap of faith.
“What we’re trying to say, is, we love you.”
Her eyes shot wide.
“You- what?”
You ran a hand through her hair.
“You don’t have to say it back. Please don’t feel pressured to do that because you think that’s what we want to hear. We just wanted you to know, that even though it hasn’t been that long, you’ve completely worked your way into both of our hearts, and we love you. So much.”
She turned to look at Michael.
“You too? You mean that?”
He was still smiling at her.
“Of course I do. Like you said, you’ve got quite the captivating personality.”
She playfully glared, and sighed.
“I guess it’s a damn good thing I love you guys too. Otherwise that’d be awkward.”
Hope you enjoyed!!
#5sos x reader#5sos#5sos fic#5sos angst#5sos fluff#5sosfam#ashton irwin angst#ashton irwin fluff#ashton irwin x reader#calum hood x reader#calum hood angst#calum hood fluff#michael clifford angst#michael clifford x reader#michael clifford fluff#luke hemmings angst#luke hemmings fluff#luke hemmings x reader
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12.13.22
i have a “friend” of mine, and i dont know how to approach them. we’ve been friends since march, and a few months after that, they told me they liked me… romantically. i told them i never picked up on that, and that id let them know whether or not i shared those feelings with them after i mull it over, and it took quite sometime since i’ve not been romantically into someone for years now. so i was trying to sort out if the care and love i had for them was romantic or simply platonic. i didn’t want to rush into the idea of dating them, then things not work out- they said they werent ready for dating right now anyway, so it was fine… which i initially thought was a little odd, since when you confess feelings for someone, and if they reciprocate those feelings… i feel like the next step would be to date, not say “oh well i just wanted to let you know, im not ready to date” you know? it just felt odd at the time but i shrugged it off.
over the next few months, they keep bringing up how much they like me every now and then, while im sorting my emotions out, which was fine, it wasn’t common enough to be annoying, it truly was just every now and then- and they’d always insist that they think the friendzone is bullshit (not in a bad way, like they believe that the friend zone shouldn’t exist because if you cant continue being friends with someone after they reject you, then did you really like them for them? or something like that, i agree with the sentiment,i think its weird to completely break a friendship off with someone you liked enough to want to date. I understand needing a break to get through the soreness that comes with being rejected, but i think it’s weird as hell to just cut off the friendship completely)
anyway, im getting side tracked, they would insist that stuff about the friend-zone, saying if i didnt feel that way towards them, that they’d still want to be my friend because they cared about me and loved me. a few more months go by and i started to realise that i didn’t like them in that way, and i was trying to figure out how to tell them, and during that time, they suddenly have this new guy! they’re bringing this guy on dates and talking about how cool he is, and making out with him, bringing him over, the whole shebang of dating, but they’re not official or anything. which, valid and fine, i didnt really care, but they did quit talking to me as much, it was very abrupt too. like… one day we were speaking for a good chunk of the day, every day, and then suddenly theyre only sending me a few messages a day. in the beginning, i didnt have an explanation, so i was confused about why i was ditched.
but then they told me about said guy, and i was excited for them! a little worried, since they were already displaying behaviour of ditching me because they had a new boy in their life, and i have a lot of issues with ex friends doing that to me so i was really worried about it happening again with them. i didn’t voice it, because i thought it was a silly little grievance, and it was something that would sort itself out… i started to pull away subconsciously, because i think i was just prepping emotionally for them to just stop talking to me all together, it seemed like it was headed in that direction anyway, so i was just preparing for it, i think. Again, that is in hindsight, i didn’t realise I was pulling back at the time…. then they told me they still liked me romantically? and i didn’t like the way they phrased it. i originally believed that they had just moved on from me, and their feelings for me, which is valid and fine. i figured i took too long, and since i had already determined the feelings for them were platonic, i didn’t mind and figured we just wouldn’t need to talk about it.. and thats when they told me they still liked me, and that they liked me “more than this guy”, and a few other things i cant remember off the top of my head right now. it felt weird. they’re not poly- they’ve BEEN in poly relationships but as the partner dating someone with multiple partners. to my understanding, they aren’t poly. so it felt weird hearing they liked me, but also liked me more than this guy they were actively seeing? and then…. they posted something on tumblr. where they knew i followed them, they were absolutely fawning over this guy and talking about how they “took asexuality out of their bio bc of him” and how they’ve been making out with their manager from work and hashtagging it all kinds of wild stuff, like taking ace out of their bio, and ‘twirling my hair and kicking my feet’, and stuff like that. it felt bad, it felt weird. it felt like they wanted me to see that? they’re blocked on my tumblr, so hopefully they dont come across this because im still trying to process what to say to them. but anyway.
they reach out to me and ask if i’d been pulling away, and i explained that it was because of the boy stuff and it felt like they were just ditching me for this guy, and they explained that while yes, they’ve been talking to this guy a lot more and how he’s been consuming their time, but they were also doing finals that past week. i eventually ended up explaining to them that i didnt have feelings for them, i dont remember how it came up but i think they brought up something related to that and i ended up just letting it out because i was tired of trying to figure out what to say- i wasn’t mean of course,i just explained that i didn’t like them romantically….. and their response was to go on a 10-15 minute voice message spamming session about how much they like me romantically.
it made me uncomfortable. i ended up leaving them on read, because i didn’t even know how to respond to them, what do i say “thanks”? “good to know”? i had nothing nice or polite to say, so i just said nothing. i was confused and i felt weird. between the events before, and this, i just felt like they were buttering me up and trying to get me to continue liking them and hope that id like them back??? and they messaged me earlier today reminding me that i owe them money (i plan to pay them back, i thought it was weird of them to bring up in the middle of the month though, they know my financial situation and that i never have money in the middle of the month, so it seemed like a way to try and get me to talk to them, because its been like 2 weeks and i still haven’t. they also said something along the lines of “i dont like to make assumptions but i just cant shake the feeling that youre upset with me”, what gave it away? me telling you i don’t like you romantically and that i want to be friends because i care about you and value you, and your immediate response is to jump headfirst into gushing about how much you like me romantically? and then i stop talking to you after that?
what gave it away.
i needed to vent, its such a long and stupid situation and i dont know what to do. part of me wants to figure out a way to get them their $100 next month and just give it to them and block them. part of me wants to talk to them and be like yeah we’re not friends after that, im gonna pay you back but i dont wanna talk to you. and another part wants to keep communications to nothing and just pay them back $25-50 a month until im square with them. i just hate that. it makes me feel like everything they were saying was bullshit. i feel manipulated almost. maybe im being sensitive. maybe im in the wrong, i dont know. but what i do know is that i dont like how this all has made me feel.
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[Im so sorry you have to deal with this Raph u_u]
“Oh stop giving me that look Big Red,” Yvonne waves a hand at him, giggling gently, “They were just games - here, look, lemme explain how they worked and maybe you’ll calm down.”
She was convinced that these ‘games’ were that, just ‘games’. Not unspeakable horrors that no one should have to deal with - especially as a child,
“So, three minute eye gorge was simple, one of you pins the other and tries to gorge the other’s eyes out, it’s a game of how long you can last,” She says with a smile, “Samson and I would play it the most, he’d always manage to pin me cause well, he was bigger than me - longest I lasted was three minutes, Sammy only stopped because David pulled him off of me.”
Hm...surely if it was ‘just a game’, there would be no reason to need someone to intervene. And, really, Samson only ever did it to her,
“Okay bad example,” Yvonne laughs off, “Fireplace Chase was fun though! Cyrus, Jordan, and Demetrius would get the fire pokers from the fire place, heat them up, and then chase me - aim was to not get burned,” How was she not understanding the danger in this, “I got some pretty nasty burn scars on my legs from getting caught...”
What sort of games end in burns and scars?!
“And ‘Actual Serial Killer’ was played by me and Jordon,” Yvonne keeps trying to act like this is normal, “He comes in late at night after out doing his ‘job’, would grab a knife from the kitchen, and kick my bedroom door in...” She starts to explain, “He always acted weird when playing, kinda...out of it, and now that I think about it, after he started that game the...the police had to...be...called...huh...”
And there the penny finally drops, Yvonne looking to Raph. Turns out none of what she had said helped her case at all; if anything, talking about something so normally, just to see someone clearly freaked out by it. Maybe this wasn’t as normal as she had tried to convince herself of,
“Oh...oh Raph maybe it wasn’t as fun as I remembered,” She murmurs, clearly frowning now, “Uhm...how about I shut up for a while and we cuddle instead? Cool? Cool.”
She doesn’t exactly wait for Raphael to agree, Yvonne quickly moving closer so she can curl against his side, where she felt safest in the World. She needs to revaluate everything she knows.
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Sometimes you just can't separate something that is a big part of your life either that be a good thing or even bad. For Raph of course, that was his brothers. You can't truly separate him from them after all, as he and Yvoone where just sort of lounging about in his room talking back and forth between them just sharing some stories between them. Started with Raph explaining how he used to go about all the training with his brothers, making them games seemed to just work best for them. They were all pretty competitive after all. Sides made it more fun when it was a game. So Raph was sort of listing off his favorite ones to play with them even if it sometimes lead into some fights. But hey that just how brothers were. Yvoone seemed to understand as she opened up about games she played with her own growing up. But when she explained some of them, Raph's face fell a little turning his head too look at her clearly the concern he was wearing was a bit obvious.
“Oh stop giving me that look Big Red,”
"what look?" he just answered with not aware he was wearing those worries so openly
“They were just games - here, look, lemme explain how they worked and maybe you’ll calm down.”
Raph didn't feel like explaining was going to help okay maybe, maybe they just had weird names for games from where she came from? they had weird names for all kind of stuff so maybe it was like that. he was trying to convince himself of this fact but call it a ninja thing but something told him he was wasting his time thinking about that.
“So, three minute eye gorge was simple, one of you pins the other and tries to gorge the other’s eyes out, it’s a game of how long you can last,”
And Raph had just lost all crumbs of hope on that first thought.
“Samson and I would play it the most, he’d always manage to pin me cause well, he was bigger than me - longest I lasted was three minutes, Sammy only stopped because David pulled him off of me.”
Oh thank you David was Raph first though letting out the breath he been holding, he moved to sit up watching Yvoone seeming to think on that herself just now.
“Okay bad example,”
He was biting his tongue hard right now, and he meant physically in this moment because he had a feeling this wasn't just one bad example.
“Fireplace Chase was fun though! Cyrus, Jordan, and Demetrius would get the fire pokers from the fire place, heat them up, and then chase me - aim was to not get burned,”
...the aim was to not get burned..teeth went down harder on his tongue just now he was really trying to not lose it here but what the actual fuck!! How are these games!!
“I got some pretty nasty burn scars on my legs from getting caught...”
Oh Raph didn't like what that alone seemed to imply.
“And ‘Actual Serial Killer’ was played by me and Jordon,”
Raph just lifted his brow up he was pretty sure nothing she said was going to make anything sound better. if anything Raph just wished he could hit her brothers. Okay maybe that wasn't right they weren't meant to just pick fights right? Raph felt this should be an exception however.
“He comes in late at night after out doing his ‘job’, would grab a knife from the kitchen, and kick my bedroom door in...”
Eyes snap open "Yvoone.." he let her name trail off because she was still talking about these...games.
“He always acted weird when playing, kinda...out of it, and now that I think about it, after he started that game the...the police had to...be...called...huh...”
Raph was just speechless in the moment cops?!?! Cops were called. he wanted to go off like he would on brothers when and well not to be mean but, when they were being stupid and not understanding how serious something was. But, this was a bit different than his brothers repeatedly eating poisoned food expecting him to fix their problem. He lifted up a hand as it seemed like she was seeing the truth herself. Maybe she needed to think it was all games back then but now?
“Oh...oh Raph maybe it wasn’t as fun as I remembered,”
Raph just scooting in closer to her, he didn't want to outright say anything because well he would be far to blunt and that wasn't what she needed in this moment.
“Uhm...how about I shut up for a while and we cuddle instead? Cool? Cool.”
He didn't reject the idea as she moved in against his side just now. He did wrap an arm around her and dragged her into his lap so he could better hold her instead. He just wasn't sure what to say right now, she clearly just pieced together how well fucked up all that was in the end. Following his gut reaction that back she may have had to think it all a game for her own sake. It was a odd feeling twisting inside him now. That ever need to protect her for one. He could feel his mystic powers wanting to power up and shield her from everything he just had heard her mention. He wanted to go savage Raph on her brothers for putting her through all that as well. At least some looked out for her but still. Raph couldn't image something so awful. yeah he and his brother rough housed but they never would do anything like that to each other. The idea of any of his brother getting hurt like that...that idea of him being able to do anything close to that to any of them even?
He couldn't understand how one could be like that. He just drew her in closer and set his chin on top of her head trying to keep her as shield as he could. Pretty easy actually but not the point.
"One time, when playing a game of follow the leader. We lost Donnie. We thought we lost him at least he dipped out to go be by himself but no one noticed so we just ended up tearing the lair apart. Cause he didn't have a techno shell back then and we thought he might be hurt somewhere. We wound up going out into the sewer tunnels even just in full panic for him." Was there a point to this story no. He was just trying to bring back the more normal part of the conversation. And well he needed something else to do or else he would be going off about her brothers right now..she didn't need that. Anyone could tell she was slowly knotting the lies of her life right now anyway. "Pop's found us and had to bandage us all up cause well we got beat up and Donnie came out like nothing ever happened." he just chuckles a little.
"Ya know I think they are all in for the night maybe we could have a movie night together?" in other words you aint leaveing and you're getting proper family love. Even if his brother did have plans he knew at the mere mention that Yvoone needed this they would all drop whatever to join in. He just..he just wanted her to know how loved she was now.
#muse| hamato raphael#madamkezzie#aflockofffeathers#[ ones trash is anothers treasure aflockoffeathers]#muse answers#ic reply#((yvoone not allowed to leave the lair for like a week at least pfft XD))
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Control. He had to be in control. Of everything.
Each time dad bear has made a change he added a condition. So first request for change denied. I got a solicitor to write to him with two 50/50 proposals for what shared care could be ie option A and B. Told him in the letter come back to me with your own idea for an option C for me to consider. Also denied these requests to make any changes too.
Second request says i no longer had to have someone stay here while cub was here but only inside..so someone still had to pick cub up with me from school drop us home and then come back the next day to take him out with me.
Next change I could pick up from class just me but we had to wait outside school gate for a lift back home.
Then i could walk back with cub long as I walked the shortcut.
Next time i handed him a letter and we had a meeting (in school is where he got these doctors letters and we talked with them supporting)
..So he agreed i could finally have unsupervised access (never needed to be to begin with just their condition for me not to be round their house..was seen as status quo..judge allowed it..and social never confirmed in writing they totally disagreed with it)
..anyway..yeah so agreed to unsupervised access.
Also agreed that when it was dads weekend off cub could stay over in the week (prior to this i asked and he said no..so a few hours for dinner is all i had for almost 18 months til the following week..roughly 9 day gap) so I asked when this could begin.
Was said that we’ll begin in a few months so he could be comfortable with his decision as school had got us to agree to some time as a family.
Following that conversation i got legal aid and solicitor put in an application to vary.
His firm wrote to mine and they asked if i would try mediation again.
I agreed as I’ve always tried to be amicable.
So the hearing we were meant to have was adjourned.
After I agreed to go dad bear said all those changes due after summer had to wait. That he wanted to keep all as was til we see mediator a month later.
We did better than expected there.
But we both still had small things we were stalemate on.
His stalemate about me is he doesnt want cub going abroad with me as hes worried they’ll be snatched.. he doesnt want me taking him to busy places as he doesnt feel I’ll cope..despite the fact he said just a few months back I could be totally unsupervised.
Mine is hostility from some of their family.
Not good for our cub to witness and theyve totally noticed.
Plus I would like an overnight once a week so I can take him to school once a week.
He has said no.
I get a dinner time and most weekends.
Half the hols too.
If he is off in “my time” he is invited to share it..as requested by our cub.
I have no problem with this because my stance from day dot is that our cub was used to being with us both as much as possible and that’s what they deserve..so it should be that way.
Yes I’ve said from dot they should be with us both as much as they can.
Well the dinner im asking is usually on one of dad bears late shifts.
But he doesn’t want to sacrifice one drop off and breakfast because its usually a day off..something I’ve never tried to impeach on.
So I don’t know how its going to go.
The court was expecting my solicitor to send them a consent order.
Not going to happen like that.
So now just gotta wait for a new court date
..Scuse the essay.
Cafcass were all for the judge understanding dad bear worked 5/7 on rotation.
Ergo no set day for dinner.
Judge told ex long as my notes were positive she expected him to move my contact on til we were 50/50 coparenting and i was fully unsupervised..she inferred this to be by the time he received the last one..which was last summer..yet he made me stay supervised till a few months back.
His barrister..yeah wrote if mutually agreed so no breach if no was said.
She also put in order i had to ask permission in advance if i wished to have a playdate or stay put with cub anywhere and if dad said no then I couldn’t go.
He said fully unsupervised..now his solicitor is saying not busy places..what does he class as one..how many is classed as loads of people?
Still trying to control.
It just needs to stop.
My mh was confirmed as no concern before I even took him to court.
Its been classed as stable and improving since the first note I gave him.
Ive not taken any anti anxiety meds in almost a year which he also knows.
Since we split two years ago I have taken five separate courses.
Im now training as learning support by going to college and volunteering in a local school.
What more does he want..what more can I do?
Nobody medically speaking has ever had a concern about me as a patient person or patient and yet he refused to accept that.
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three questions (he wished were never answered) — sim jaeyun. spider-man au. best friends to lovers. fluff and angst.
synposis. jake has always been grateful for a lot of things: his grandparents, the opportunity that he has as Spider-man, and so much more he hasn’t fully figured out yet, but he was beginning to or in which three questions are asked and answered (4.2k words)
warnings. major character death
notes. this is my entry for the power of love collab event! the theme is superpowers and i just had to go for spider-jake hehe please enjoy ^_^ also the questions are taken from lang leav(?)’s poem im not a super big fan but i kind of got inspiration for the flow of the fic from the poem
What was it like to love them? Asked Gratitude.
You’re not sure what time of the afternoon it is when you stumble around the side of a hidden building, just a little dizzy – at least, just the right amount of dizzy to still recognize the familiar face that’s grinning in front of you right now.
“You okay?”
The question usually laced with concern is said in complete and genuine laughter as Jake gauges your reaction. 15 minutes ago, he had managed to convince you to join him in a swinging-around-Seoul-City escapade, and you (who didn’t know any better), agreed to your best friend’s proposal.
Of course, only now that you’re back on the ground did you know that you probably should not have agreed to him. But how can one say “no” when it comes to Jake Sim? Your best friend and the boy who has looked out for you since you were kids.
Jake Sim was the person who continuously taught you and showed you that there is love in the most mundane, everyday things that no one really thinks about – whether that’s him carrying your backpack for you, or in the shared quiet moments of walking home together, in the small talks and worrying about your future, in comforting each other over the pressures of school, in asking if you’ve eaten already, or why you can’t sleep. There is love in Jake Sim.
“Hello? Earth to _____?”
“Uh, yeah, yeah I’m okay. Sorry.” You grin sheepishly with your untamed hair and short breaths. “It’s just never…. never doing that again, I’m never doing that again.”
“Okay, good.” Jake had managed to let out amidst his little giggles, keeping a hand on the small of your back in case you were still feeling a little dizzy. “Well, grandpa bought pizza and I think grandma’s in the apartment too. Do you uh, maybe wanna come over?”
“Okay, yeah, sure. Let’s just, maybe walk? And maybe you should uh, get changed out of that.” A quiet chuckle escapes your lips, patting your hair down but coming out empty-handed as it refuses to tame.
Jake tries his turn at gently trying to smoothen your hair, but with a swift gesture of his hand, he ruffles it to mess with you even more which earns him a slap in the hand and a turn of your head when he tries to kiss you on the cheek in apology.
After successfully changing and hiding his suit, the pair of you trekked towards his apartment, stomachs rumbling, pizza in mind. It was a silent walk, noise reserved for the passersby or the cars on the street, and maybe Jake’s working mind - maybe it had something to do with how close you two were walking beside each other. Similarly, Jake thought that there was love in watching ou fondly over from a distance. But sometimes, he wonders what love would be like if it had a chance to step out of the shadows.
Biting his lip, he takes quick glances at your hand, looking straight ahead from time to time as a front before looking back at your brushing hands.
Contrary to popular belief, Jake wasn’t as forward as people put him out to be. While some would think he’s quick to a decision, a million different knobs have to turn through his head before actually being able to do something.
And choosing to bite the bullet, he shyly takes your hand in his, looking back to see if you were okay with that, and you didn’t seem too fazed with the idea (aside from the creeping blush threatening to spill on your cheeks). Then again you did go full-on swinging around Seoul, so holding hands was basically nothing compared to that.
Well, nothing for anyone else.
But you and Jake weren’t like anyone else. The two of you have been yearning from a safe distance - and he thinks he’s never seen anything quite like you. His nights are reserved for catching glimpses of you in his mind. Endless hours thinking of every flitting moment with you, every smile, every gentle glance, every soft look.
“Oh my god.” Jake chuckles next to you upon seeing his grandparents dancing to a record playing. You made no remark, eyes glued towards his grandparents who had the brightest smiles on their faces. You didn’t need to look at your reflection to realize you had a small smile playing on your lips. (You didn’t notice how Jake was grinning softly at the sight of your smile, finding happiness in your own smile).
It was something so beautiful to you, the concept of still being so in love even after time had taken so much from the two of you. And unbeknownst to you, Jake thought the same thing. Jake thinks there’s something so beautiful about being in love in general. Not that he has thought about it a lot, but ever since the pair of you turned sixteen, he couldn’t help but start pondering on the word and its meaning - especially when suddenly, he could no longer describe the way you made him feel. A strange yet comfortable uneasiness overwhelmed him every time you were closer than usual, and he thinks it’s funny how he wants to feel it more and more every day.
He didn’t realize he was in love with you at first.
Sure, the thought of you filled Jake with a warmth he’d never been introduced to, but he didn’t think it was love. And somehow, everyone knew except for the pair of you.
His grandparents knew from the way Jake seemed to always visibly relax on you walk into their apartment. Sunghoon knew every time he caught Jake sharing a soft smile towards you from across the crowd everytime he had a competition. Jay knew when he noticed Jake wearing green shirts more because it was your favorite color.
It started from the silent gestures that made it obvious for someone like Jake, because he was usually on his guard for the rest of the world, but with you, the armor just seemed to fall. You were his achilles heel.
The day he realized it was just another ordinary day - he was poking fun at Jay and Sunghoon when he heard you laugh. The same laughter he seeks, and he’s staring at you and he’s thinking – ‘you are as beautiful as the day I met you’.
And suddenly, an overwhelming sensation washes through him and he almost wants to vomit, but he holds in it to buy him some time to bid you farewell as you exit his club room, and it was only when he felt a sharp pain sting through his heart once you left the four restraints of the room that it finally dawned on him; he was in love.
And he’d do whatever it takes, whatever is necessary, to deserve you.
“You should join us!” His grandma urged, a knowing look on her face which successfully snapped him out of his thoughts. Jake’s grandparents were very well aware of his feelings for you, and they’ve tried to take every opportunity they got into setting their grandson up with the person he was very much in love with.
“Us? Me and Jake?” You shook your head and crossed your arms over your chest, quick to shoot her down with a soft smile. “Oh well, I don’t dance–”
“Everyone knows how to dance, come on Jake, show her!” His grandma insisted.
And just as quick as you were to shoot down the invitation, Jake was grabbing your hand and pulling you all the way into the living room. You’re pulling yourself back, and he’s laughing so hard at how you were trying to avoid dancing in front of his grandparents. It was especially more amusing when you retreated almost immediately as soon as his grandparents themselves went over to position your hands on Jake’s shoulders.
“That’s it!” His grandpa was smiling so wide that you couldn’t bring yourself to deny them the sight of his grandson dancing with someone any further. If you had, his grandma had planned on pulling out the “we’re old and almost dying” card.
There was laughter in his voice when you awkwardly just stood there, arms sliding down his arms before he told you to put them back where his grandma had placed them on. “That’s right, on his shoulders.” Jake’s grandmother smiles as she watches you place your arms back on his shoulders – she cannot fathom how you and her grandson aren’t together.
“______, darling, I’m gonna need you to explain something to me.” His grandma starts, still in the middle of the living room. You nod, smiling at them politely and encouraging her to continue speaking. “How come you and Jake aren’t together yet? I just, I don’t understand.”
Her comment leaves you in a coughing fit, voice cracking a little as your eyes widen. “I’m sorry, I don’t think I… It’s - me and Jake are, you know, best friends.”
“No, see that’s what he would tell me whenever I asked him too. Alright, get back to dancing kids, but when you two start dating, don’t say I didn’t tell you so.” She smiles mischeviously at the two of you before turning the record’s volume up.
You and Jake try to ignore the obvious tension building – and it’s successful when he playfully scolds you for just swaying side to side. You reply almost defensively, eyes trained on your feet with your hands awkwardly resting on his shoulders.
“God, you have so much to learn. You really aren’t a dancer, huh?” Jake chuckles before taking your chin with his thumb and index finger, lifting it gently so you were looking at him, immediately falling silent upon meeting your eyes. The counting of steps he was doing earlier was completely forgotten.
And he might’ve gotten distracted from the way you were looking at him because he most definitely stepped on your foot. “Looks like I’m not the one with little coordination.” You grin truimphantly, sticking your tongue out at him.
“I stepped on your foot one time! Compared to the gazillion times you stepped on mine, I’m pretty sure it’s all bruised and sore now.” He joked back at you.
“Really?” You asked, eyebrows shooting up with a playful smirk on your lips. “Let me step on it again and see for myself.”
“No, no! Come on, I’m trying to teach you to dance.” And Jake knew you didn’t like dancing, and his heart warmed at the thought that you’re dancing right now because he asked you to (his grandpa practically forced you, but Jake’s brushing that over).
“Alright, let me try again.” You adjusted yourself, jumping up and down and shaking your hands before resting them back on his shoulders. He seemed to be lost in thought so you reached out to grab his hands and put them around your waist. “Come on, idiot.”
“Okay.” Jake let out a quiet whisper, gulping out loud. He always knew he liked you, but at this moment, he was starting to think it was something more, and that thought scared him, not because he was scared of loving you, but because he was scared of losing you.
Time feels so fast.
Jake continued to try to joke so he could quiet down his head.
Jake has always been grateful for a lot of things: his grandparents, the opportunity that he has as Spider-man, and so much more he hasn’t fully figured out yet, but he was beginning to, starting with the clumsy person in front of him who kept stepping on his foot.
It was like being exhumed. And brought to life in a flash of brilliance.
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What was it like to be loved in return? Asked Joy.
Jake didn’t have much luck in the field of love. There was always this voice nagging at the back of his head from the “bad romantic side” of his head that he knew all too well.
When Kyeong said ‘yes’ to his invitation for Homecoming, he thought that was it. He thought she’d be all he’ll ever know, but then Vulture happened, and Kyeong had to leave.
It was a difficult time for Jake, ditching Kyeong during Homecoming and basically fighting off her dad, and it took him a long time to get over Kyeong moving. He put so much blame on himself, and he thought he was never going to be able to leave that negative headspace.
Until you happened.
It was during the first months of you two finally indulging in a relationship that Jake entertained the idea of you possibly feeling the same way as him. He had a small inkling when you danced together in his grandparents’ living room, but he brushed over the idea because he was afraid of losing you. Sure, he felt really shitty when his first relationship didn’t go well, but the thought of losing you (his best friend and his entire world) brought upon a different type of pain Jake never wanted to experience.
Still, the little things you did always made his heart rile up. From the way you smile to the way you curl your lips when you concentrate enough - it always made his stomach flip and he thinks you’re the most beautiful person he has ever seen. He didn’t want to waste the opportunity of being with the person he loved, so after a long debate with himself, he asked you out.
Jake reasoned he shouldn’t be thinking about the inevitable pain, because if life continued to be kind to him, maybe it wouldn’t have to reach that point. Besides, he was starting to get used to the way your hand felt in his. And he likes the way he could be himself around you, and how you always seemed to know what was going on inside of his head.
So, for once, he ignores the “bad romantic” side of his brain and indulges in romance with you because Jake is truly, madly, deeply in love with you. And he’s sure he will still be years from now. Not that that’s something he would tell you.
It would always just pass over, and he was never brave enough to utter those three words, afraid that it was all too soon and definitely afraid that he’d scare you off. You were never one for PDA, usually reserved and happy with the little circle of friends and family you had, and Jake didn’t wanna mess anything up.
That was until that one fateful Sunday night. Jake had taken you to the rooftop of an apartment for your first year anniversary (the view there’s amazing, he claimed. Perks of being Spider-man, you thought.)
He tried to plan it all out, really tried to make everything perfect for you, but right when he was about to get the food he had ordered, a bank robbery had ensued, and so takeout was long forgotten and he ended up just buying pizza after a very long night of crime fighting.
However, Jake still made time for you. He always made time for you (despite time constantly chasing the two of you).
“Did you know that the moon is actually lemon-shaped?” You spoke as you chewed on your 3rd slice of pizza.
“Really?”
“Yeah, despite how round it looks, it’s actually lemon-shaped. It has flattened poles and bulges on both the near and far side around its equator, hence the lemon shape.”
Jake munched down on his slice, smiling at your cross-legged figure as you looked out towards the moon, trying to point it out to Jake.
“Come on, tell me something.” You urged him, trying to get out some hidden facts he knew about that you didn’t. Jake was smart, and in the time of that you knew him, he always had something different to say wherever you went.
By now, you’re convinced you’re about to outrank Einstein from the way Jake told you so much about the world you didn’t know before.
“Uh hold on, let me think…. how about how Neptune has only completed one orbit around the sun since its discovery?”
“Hm?” You urged him to continue.
“It takes a whole 165 years for Neptune to complete one full orbit around the sun right? And since it was discovered in 1846, I’m pretty sure, it’s technically only completed one full orbit. And what’s even crazier is how Pluto probably hasn’t even completed one yet.”
He was blabbering about Neptune and Pluto and the number of days it took to complete an orbit, and then about how Pluto’s technically no longer a planet, and once he finished, you had just naturally fallen silent.
Time always seemed to move slower whenever Jake was talking - especially something he was so fond of, it was almost overwhelming the beauty that rises from him.
When you continue to stay silent, Jake immediately starts growing a bit more worried, had he been too talkative? Had he taken too much pizza? Did you want more? But that dissipated the moment he saw the way you were looking at him. It was the same look he always gave you.
“I love you, Jake.”
It was a whole new experience hearing you say it first. He hadn’t felt this whole in a long time, and Jake knew you were always unsure when it came to feelings and being close to people, so hearing those words come from you awakened a whole different part of him, a dangerous spark that made him so excited.
Unbeknownst to him, you had actually known for quite some time that Jake loved you, and you weren’t fully prepared to relay those words back at him for the first few months of their relationship. But hearing him talk about the things you both loved with so much passion, seeing him look at you with adoration, knowing he’d do anything to make you happy, made you realize just how much Jake truly meant to you.
“I really, really do, and it scares me because I don’t want to lose you.”
Hearing you share the same sentiments he thought of that one day you were dancing together was so special to him, to know that you returned his feelings, it was a different kind of happiness, one he wanted to know and have for the rest of his life - with you.
“I love you too, so so much _____.”
And it’s in this moment that Jake understands what it truly means to be in love with someone so deeply. Every moment that he makes with you in his arms makes him feel as if he has never truly been alive before this moment.
It was like being seen after perpetual darkness. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.
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What was it like to lose them? Asked Sorrow.
Jake knew he’d be putting you at risk by being with you, especially with him being Spider-man, but he took extra precautions and measures to keep you safe.
He’d always double-check your building during his usual patrolling, and he’d always make sure that you would never be in harm’s reach. Jake was fairly prepared when it came to protecting you, at least that’s what he thought.
Nothing could ever prepare Jake for what he saw next.
It all happened in a flash. Getting as many people out, the building crashing down, the rubbles, and that one scream, a voice Jake could distinguish anywhere, the voice that usually gave him comfort but was currently the reason why his heart was plummeting down to his gut.
The decision between going after the villain he’d been tailing for months now and digging through the piles of rubble was the easiest he’s made his entire life.
You weren’t supposed to be there, you were supposed to be in the safety of your own home, how’d you get there?
His desperation is seeping through him - he didn’t want to lose you.
The running towards the collapsed building came in a slow, untimely motion. All Jake could hear was the beat of his own heart, your name escaping his lips in frantic screams. All rational thinking flew out of his head as he dug aimlessly through the debris. He kept digging and digging, distant sirens echoing in the background but still, all he could hear was the pounding of his heart.
His hands were bleeding, he was badly beaten up, but he kept digging. Whimpering your name whilst trying to grasp for air as tears kept escaping his eyes.
“______!” The scream that left his mouth was the most heart-wrenching thing anyone has ever heard. Jake’s growing more and more frustrated, tears clouding his vision as he pushed through the debris.
His head snapped in the direction of the quietest whimper, coming out as a helpless call. Tearing his mask off, he whipped his head around to try and hear better, trying to grasp onto the hope he was refusing to let go.
“_______!” He scrambled towards the faintest cry he heard, pushing away the rubble and the concrete that was holding you down.
That was when reality dawned on him, this could be it. It only pushed him to move quicker, to remove the concrete faster. He didn’t care that his body yelled out in desperate exhaustion, that wasn’t a choice.
Just the slightest sight of you and Jake comes to a full realization of the severity of the situation. The tears continued to spill down his bloodied face, picking you up as if you would break at any moment. And it scared him knowing that it could possibly be true. You really could break, your future could be taken away from you in these minutes, and he could really lose you right here right now.
“_______…” Jake’s voice was weak, limping towards any space his tired and frantic brain considered safe, dropping down to check on you even more.
There were bruises everywhere, and there was too much blood.
Jake shook his head, caressing your face and looking around for any sign of an ambulance, but there wasn’t any. The thumping of his heart grows louder when your hand finds the material of Jake’s suit in the weakest grip.
“I don’t want to lose you, please don’t go. You’re all I’ve ever known, you’re the only thing that makes sense to me, please I can’t lose you.” Jake was pleading, begging for something you couldn’t give him.
“You’re gonna be okay, none of this is your fault.” your voice was barely a choke, just loud enough to be heard, trying to move your hand to hold onto Jake’s face, a melancholic smile plastered on your own, barely noticeable but it was still there.
“We’re gonna have more time, just hold on, I’m sure the ambulance is coming, just hold on please, so stop it, stop saying those things like you’re going to die, you’re not, you can’t.”
You just smiled at him, a weak wistful smile, hand falling down to grip his hand. Your fingers tightened around his one last time, words that no longer could be said filled the silence of your thoughts. Life was supposedly going to flash before your eyes before your untimely death, but all you could think about was what your future could’ve been together.
“_______... just hang on. It’s okay, you’re okay. I don’t wanna lose anyone anymore, especially not you, God please, not her.” Jake was trying to stop the bleeding, looking at you with so much desperation in his eyes, a silent prayer to a God he didn’t even know was real or not.
“I love you, Jake.”
He turns to look at the sky, pleading. And then there was silence, and Jake knew, Jake knew but he refused to believe.
When you’re in love with someone, you spend days wondering why time won’t stop. You wonder why seasons pass by so quickly, and how one day you two are dancing together in his living room, and the next you’re celebrating an anniversary together.
But when love is taken away from you, time seems to stop. Every second feels like forever, and you no longer clip onto a hope that you will still be able to hold your lover the way you used to be able to. It will only just be you. It’s no longer you and someone else - just you. The realization hits Jake harder than it should’ve and he cries over the love he was most afraid to lose.
All anyone could see was a stranger screaming a name, holding onto the lifeless body of the person he dreamt of building a future with. Two teenagers who could’ve been so much more if they had more time. A final “I love you”. A final silent goodbye.
It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to me – said all at once.
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