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Wolf in Sheep's Clothing

⊱ contents: yuta x fem reader, smut, noncon/dubcon, yandere, delusion, obsession, masturbation, stalking, virginity loss, mind break, creampie, manipulation, ⊱ wc: 2.6k ⊱ synopsis: There was just something about your friend Yuta that slowly urged you to let your guard down. Maybe it was his gentle nature, or his softspoken voice. Either way, you trusted him into your dorm room.

Yuta has spent years of his life shying away from intimacy. Inevitably he has masturbated at times, but was never big on it. Once he entered high school – festering with amorous teenagers, he still didn’t give it much mind.

That was until he met you.

It started off small. Being quiet, people would find you hard to approach, but Yuta felt otherwise.

"You dropped this." you muttered, holding out an eraser. Yuta blinked for a moment, surprised to hear your voice for the first time. It was like honey – easy on the ears. It even made him wonder why you don’t talk more.

"Oh, thank you." he smiled.

You awkwardly smiled back. It was his first time getting a clear look at you, and he thought about it for the rest of the day. He only thought you were kind of pretty, nothing more. Or so he told himself; he was too convinced he wouldn't find love again.

But the two of you surprisingly shared a lot in common, easing into conversations over time. It started as a normal friendship, but love waits for no one, and he couldn't help but start to admire your every detail. Your every move, every habit, every word… so thoughtful and reserved. It was tantalizing. Only to this point you felt similarly, thinking he was intimidating at first but putting your guard down at his unexpectedly sweet and sensitive personality.

It was spring, just the right amount of breezy and students abustle over the romance in the air. You had known Yuta for quite some time now, being comfortable enough to give gifts - albeit not too forward.

After school, you remain seated as your classmates race eachother to the exit. Yuta takes note of this and stays back as well.

"Are you not going?"

You fidget, then reach into your bag.

"Here, you can have this." you held out a small box of cookies. Adorned with small flowers to complement the season. He stared for a moment before accepting it.

"You remembered my birthday?" Yuta beamed, touched.

"Um... I just made too much yesterday." you chuckle, not daring to make eye contact. But he knew it was no coincidence. It was singlehandedly the best cookies he's had in his life, and he later lost sleep recalling your abashed face.

The more he got to know you, the stronger his feelings got. He wanted to know more. To feel more. You would only offer small joking pokes, or touch him accidentally which were always followed by apologies. He would calm his beating heart secretly wishing you wouldn't pull back all the time.

In the dead of summer, the two of you sat in front of a convenience store. Licking your ice cream carefully, you looked to the side to see Yuta blush and turn away. You suddenly grow embarrassed of the display, and cover your mouth.

"You want some too? I have change." you glance at him gingerly, trying to ease the air.

"What? Oh. No, I'm fine." Yuta lets air in through his collar, quickly looking away again. Something tells you he's not this worked up from the weather.

That night he touched himself for the first time in ages.

"Hahh... Y/n... Y/n... Y/n..."

Yuta mumbles to himself, twitching at his own touch. He rubs his length up and down with thoughts of you playing in his head like a movie. Your gaze, your voice, your everything, how you'd look so pretty with your lips wrapped around his cock, and how you'd look when he finally gets to fuck you and see your face melt into a pleasured mess, all for him.

"Fuck..." he inhales, climaxing at the thought.

Eventually, unable to get his mind off of you, he would steal small belongings as mementos of you, even touching himself with your handkerchief. It felt like a crime. This is wrong. I'm sick. He tried to tell himself, but as if in withdrawal from a drug, he'd cave into ogling you at every chance. No girl has made him feel this way before.

Pleasure finally overtook his guilt over fantasizing such vile things. He'd follow you at night "Just to make sure you're safe", and always keep an eye on you. He didn't have to worry about seeming creepy to you; he was all too good at putting up a front. To the point you only ever saw him as a kind friend, nothing more.

You've grown a soft spot for him and he didn't mind taking advantage of it. Yuta had always been nothing short of generous, but even he had his limits. Especially when it came to such an insatiable need.

By the time you trusted him, your every kind gesture became an indicator that you must like him back, justifying everything under that pretense.

It was winter before you knew it – roughly a year since you've met Yuta. You offered to do homework at your dorm room, and his pulse nearly stopped at the suggestion. He tried to sound casual, agreeing a little too quick.

"Come in, there's not much to see, but..." you welcome him in, taking off your shoes. He breathes in, almost going lightheaded from how your scent surrounds him.

You take off your coat, then your school blazer, the dress shirt framing your figure with more definition making him gulp and turn away.

Unloading your things and settling down, you help eachother with questions within the warmth of your room. There's about an hour of silent working – though it takes everything in Yuta to focus, until you stretch and groan complaining about the workload. One joke here and there turns into full procrastination as the two of you laugh quietly at trivial conversations.

At one point, you gently slap him on the arm, snapping what remained of his self-restraint. The giggles die down, and coming to your senses you find Yuta eyeing you shyly.

"Y/n..."

"Hm?"

The room is falling dark. You hadn't bothered to turn on the lights, and the daylight was beginning to fade away.

He leans in, making you pull away just slightly. But he won't let you do that this time. You were so cute that rational thought was flying out the window. All he knew was that you both wanted this.

He swallows, then snakes his hand up the back of your head, leaning in until your lips meet. For a moment you’re resistless, frozen in shock. Soon you’re quick to push him away, feeling your face burning up.

“Wait, Yuta, I didn't know y-”

Yuta finds your shocked face cute, but soon grows impatient and coaxes you back with a groan. He might just die if he keeps his hands off for any longer.

"If you really don’t want it, you can bite my tongue." he breathes, not even giving you room to respond. He knows you wouldn't, anyway.

He starts off with a small kiss. Running one hand down your arm with the other caressing the side of your head. You gasp, allowing him to slide his tongue in – desperate to taste you. The wet sounds make your head reel, but of course you don't bite. Despite being reluctant, you can't bring yourself to hurt him. You only groan softly, and feel Yuta purr into you like he’s in heaven.

He keeps you in place with an alarming amount of authority. The kiss grows hot and sloppy. It’s hard to think as he lifts you with surprising ease and lays you on your bed - conveniently close to your floor desk due to lack of space. He finds his way atop of you, one knee resting comfortably between your legs. You try to push away for air, and he lets you, only to start kissing your neck and down.

“Ah… Yuta, what-” your voice wobbles.

He shifts to loom over you completely, breathing erratic and needy. He continues to leave marks, feeling your body as if dying to memorize it by touch. Despite every alarm in your head going off, you don't want to believe that Yuta is a threat.

The affirmation is cut short when you jolt at the feeling of him unbuttoning your top.

“W- Wait!”

Yuta had held back for too long. He's been nothing but good to you. He deserved this – you deserved this. Having none of you was endurable, but just a taste was never going to be enough. All he got from your protests was that you were just shy. How cute.

“I’m sorry, I need you. I’ll make you feel good, I promise…” he’s murmuring, telling himself that more than anything.

He opens your shirt delicately, revealing your bra, and your arms fly up to cover yourself.

He steadily casts them aside to awe at your figure. His gaze lingers for uncomfortably long with bated breath.

“You’re so…” he trails off, lovestruck.

Your eyes meet his, and you can't help but look away. You've never let anyone see you so vulnerable before. He dips his head down to continue tasting your neck, and you feel him fumble to remove your bra. You tug at his clothes in place of asking him to stop, but it only tempts him more.

He finally removes it and puts it aside, shaking slightly at the sensation of your bare breast. Starting off with just his fingertips, he grows greedy and kneads them, carefully, as if you’re made out of glass. He’s nice as always – misleadingly so. You groan and pull your legs together as he teases your nipple, and grabbing his wrist with your weakened arms proves useless.

His hand travels down your body, each touch torturously tender.

A finger hooks on your now semi-unzipped skirt and stockings, undressing you like you're a precious gift. Yuta timidly runs his fingers over your panties, a grin creeping on his face at the dampness.

You feel your heart drop as you sense him undoing his pants. You look down with wide eyes to see him pull out his length. Being inexperienced, just the thought of that entering sent a foreboding chill down your spine.

“No...” You're too scared to even raise your voice.

Yuta sighs shakily, face flushed.

“Stop being such a tease. You’re killing me…”

His rough yet pretty hand pulls down your garments slowly, making you attempt to draw your thighs together at the sudden airflow.

He lines himself up to your entrance, and you curse yourself for being wet. You try to shrink back, but gasp when he holds you by the waist, lifting you slightly for better access. His tip pokes your slit, making you shudder and stifle a sob. Even now, you can’t bring yourself to slap him, or scream.

Yuta isn’t a bad person.

You shake your head, hands firm on his arms to no avail.

He marvels at the sight, in a trance.

“I’ll be gentle.”

“No, Yuta, don’t-!”

You cut yourself off with a guttural shriek as he forces himself in, inch by inch. You gasp for air as you claw at your sheets fruitlessly.

He takes a moment to settle, groaning as your muscles contract frantically.

“Ahh… oh, god, you feel even better than I thought…” Yuta tilts his head back, screwing his eyes shut in bliss.

To your dismay his cock goes even deeper, until you can feel him in your stomach. You gasp for air, moaning pathetically as every nerve screams for help.

"Mngh, no, i- it hurts-"

Yuta groans, getting even more turned on.

The pretty sight of you twitching around him alone threatened to make him cum right then and there.

"It's okay. I'll go slow..."

He starts moving, painstakingly slow. Somehow, him being so gentle is worse than being forceful. You’re left with no choice but to fully suffer through every little sensation.

Even as he goes at a leisurely pace, you can't help but fight back tears. It's also torturous for him, but for different reasons. He cares about you too much to fuck you as brutally as he'd like.

There are only timid movements for a long while, until he gradually picks up speed, and your legs are on the verge of giving up already.

"You're so pretty." He mumbles.

You cover your face, unable to answer. Your lip is bitten to suppress shameful noises, but the crude fill in your stomach makes your jaw weaken.

Your mouth hangs open, and soon the room fills with lewd noises as he continues to shower you with affection. He babbles barely coherent compliments, kissing your neck. He winces slightly at your tightness, clenching around him with all your life.

“Relax for me.”

You sputter into your arms. You're a moaning, flinchy mess and your legs shake like a leaf as he loses himself in you – slowly going faster and harder.

"...Let me see your face."

You groan, unrelenting, but the way his eyes bore into you has you complying meekly. He leers, pleased with the display.

"Look at you… you love me. You take me so well."

His familiar smile almost convinces you that nothing is wrong.

"Say it. I wanna hear it from you."

He bucks his hips in deep, going almost fully in and out, earning violent twitches followed by helpless moans. It's music to his ears.

As you very slowly ease into the feeling, what remained of your fighting spirit diminishes as his cock fills you just too right, involuntarily arching your back. Your sounds grow more harmonic as euphoria washes over your body.

He whispers breathily, pleading so weakly in spite of the power he has over you.

"Please?"

"I love you..." you drawl, barely words at all. Your once pained face is now melted in pleasure; pupils blown and eyes barely open.

Yuta smiles, sickly sweet.

"Good girl, I love you too. I love you so much. I'm yours..."

His dark eyes make you shudder as he looks at you - looking almost coy as if having his nervous first kiss and not fucking you into your own bed. You feel high as he continues to thrust into you using your waist as a handle. His kind voice and affectionate teasing with his thumbs contrasts all else.

Feeling every sense overstimulate, sinful moans freely escaping your mouth, you weakly reach out to hold him.

"Ahh, Yu..."

“You feel so good, I- fuck,”

Yuta curses under his breath – you never even thought he was capable. But neither did you of this whole situation.

You're no longer in control of what kind of vulgar face you may make. You feel burning ecstasy build up inside, until you’re dangerously close.

"Mngh- Yuta...! I can't, I..."

"Shh, I got you."

His sweet voice hypnotizes you to relax, not even letting you register the gravity of him cumming inside. His breath hitches harshly and the grip on your waist tightens, as if to say you're not going anywhere.

Your eyes roll back, feeling him paint your walls white. You feel his cock so clearly, you're convinced you've memorized its shape. Your body shudders in pleasure and in that moment, you truly are convinced he's the love of your life.

“Ah… mmn… ugh,”

You lay twitching in place, small moans emitting as you breathe. You can hardly even remember where you are.

He stays inside for moments longer, savoring the moment. You tighten instinctively as he pulls out slowly with a cute smile plastered on his face.

“You’re amazing.'' He's breathless, either from the sex or breathtaken by you alone. He kisses you, stroking your hair lovingly.

And you can’t help but kiss back.

♡ ao3

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remuslovebot · 6 months

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hii, could you do something where reader is family friend and visits every summer so she’s there when Ollie is too, and he senses reader and felix’s tension and tries to ruin it or come between them? And like some angst, drama, tension and just pent up frustration between Felix and reader

ooh yes! angst and drama, this is perfect

i hope you enjoy and thank you for the request!

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pairing: felix catton x fem!reader

warnings: use of y/n, angst, toxic relationships, manipulation, ollie being ollie, jealous!felix, possessive!felix, language.

a/n: I’m really proud of this

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You had spent every summer with the Cattons since you were 15 years old. Your father, Henry Roy was best friends with Sir James Catton. Once you met the Catton siblings— Venetia and Felix you came to Saltburn every summer.

Felix Catton. How would someone describe the human embodiment of the Greek god Apollo? That was Felix. He was tall and lanky. When his brown eyes fixed on you, it was like he was staring into your soul.

You couldn’t help but feel attracted to Felix. There was a spark between you two, that burned every summer.

When you turned 18, the Catton sibling’s cousin Farleigh joined in your summer adventures.

The four of you would run through that maze, figuring out its intricate design. Drinking every night and running naked through the tall grass that grew around the castle’s edge.

The summer before you went off to college, Felix and you shared your first kiss. It was a hot sunny day, Farleigh and Venetia were drinking by the pool. Felix had taken you off into maze for a walk.

When you came upon the statue in the middle of the maze, you and Felix were laughing. He leaned in and kissed you. Surprised at first, you pulled away. Then you planted your lips to his and kissed him until dark.

Then the summer ended and you had to go to University in Paris. You told the family you would come back every summer. And you kept your promise.

Now after your first year at college, you came to Saltburn for the summer. Hoping to see Felix. Neither of you had talked about your kiss last summer. It was a moment of passion and you doubted Felix would want to be with someone like you.

You’d heard from Elsbeth that Felix was bringing home a friend. You dreaded the thought of it being a girl, until Elsbeth clarified it was a poor boy from Liverpool.

The day before Oliver arrived you came to the house. Elsbeth was overjoyed to see you, giving you a hug and her usual kind compliment. Venetia said hi and pulled you aside, letting you know that would be staying on her side of the castle.

Farleigh and you exchanged jokes, although really happy to see eachother. Sir James asked you about your father and told you that he planned on inviting your family for dinner one night.

But you wondered where Felix was.

“Where’s Felix?” You asked Venetia, she was like a sister to you. You knew to trust her and she would always have your best interest at heart.

“He’s hiding and also preparing for his new friend Ollie to come over tomorrow. It’s annoying, he won’t stop talking about him. And you, christ, Felix is so nervous to see you,”

You blushed when she said this. But as if he heard his own name, Felix was walking into the room. You looked up at him, a smile spreading on your face.

You walked to him and he pulled you into a hug. Felix had missed you and he wanted to tell you how he felt. After he kissed you last summer he realized how in love with you he was. Felix spent the entire school year pining after you, figuring out a way to tell you.

When he became friends with Oliver, he always talked about you. How you were a friend but could definitely become something more.

Oliver was jealous. He was madly obsessed with Felix and had plans of his own this summer.

“I’m so glad you’re here, y/n,” Felix smiled charmingly at you.

“I’m glad too,” you replied, looking up at him with heart eyes. Venetia gave Farleigh a ‘let’s hope they get together this summer’ look.

After a night of pleasantries, you went to your room excited for what the summer had to bring. Little did you know, this was the calm before the storm.

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Oliver arrived the next day. You met him and heard all about his sad backstory. He was nice to you. Felix introduced you to him and immediately Oliver saw how much he loved you.

It made him sick with jealousy. So he planned to tear you two apart.

Later that day, you walked back to your room to change for dinner when you stumbled across a note.

‘Meet me in the garden tonight after everyone goes to bed — Felix ♡︎’

You blushed, closing up the note and planning to meet him. When you got to the garden, you waited. You didn’t see Felix anywhere. You sighed in frustration and confusion. You were cold.

But then you heard foot steps and in the dark you could see a figure. But it wasn’t Felix, it was Oliver.

“What are you doing out here Ollie?” You asked, your arms wrapped around yourself.

“I saw you, from my window. I wanted to know if your okay,” he said.

“Thanks, Ollie but I’m fine. I’m waiting for Felix. I thought—never mind,” You said.

“What?” Oliver asked, his plan unfolding just as he imagined.

“Felix asked me to be here. I thought he was going to tell me he wanted me, after last year,” you explained vaguely.

“Ah well. I don’t want to hurt your feelings but Felix has someone. Well multiple girls. He can’t keep his hands off them at Oxford. It’s ridiculous,” Oliver lied straight to your face. And you believed him.

Tears came to your face. Felix wasn’t interested in you and he already had someone, someone that wasn’t you. “No it’s alright. Thank you for telling me,” you said, wiping away a tear.

“I’m cold, so I should return to the house,” you said, walking past Oliver. He grabbed your hand and pulled you close.

Leaning in, he kissed you softly. You pulled away from him.

“Ollie no,” you said, looking into with eyes with warning. He let your hand go and you walked back into the house.

As you walked back into the house, you didn’t know that Felix saw you and Oliver kiss. As soon as he saw it, his heart broke and he turned away from the window. He didn’t see you pull away and leave.

The next morning, breakfast was awkward to say the least.

You were mad at Felix for not telling you he was involved and for standing you up. Felix thought you’d gotten with Oliver and was extremely jealous.

He was also angry with Oliver, as he knew how Felix felt about you.

Later that day, Oliver tried to find Felix. He was sulking in the sun.

“Felix? Is everything alright?” Ollie asked innocently. Felix just huffed in response.

“What do you think?” Felix asked passive aggressively.

“I’m not sure. I want to know what’s made you so upset?” Ollie asked innocently.

“How could you get with Y/n? I saw you two last night in the garden. You kissed her,” Felix said, sounding hurt.

Oliver frowned. “She wanted me to kiss her. I didn’t know what else to do. She left me a note to meet me and I was going to turn her down because I know how much you like her,” he said.

Felix’s face softened but his heart was breaking. Did you not like him? Obviously not if you wanted Oliver to kiss you, he thought.

“I’m sorry Felix,” Oliver apologized.

Felix turned to his friend, “It’s alright mate, it’s not your fault.” He reassured.

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You and Felix were not speaking to each other. Just glaring at each other across the room. Venetia was confused and Farleigh was too busy worrying about his own situation to notice.

“What happened between you and Felix?” Venetia asked, one night before bed.

You huffed, “Nothing, I guess. We kissed last summer and now, well he doesn’t want me anymore.” You explained.

“I find that very hard to believe. He talks about you all the time when you aren’t here. And Farleigh said he couldn’t stop thinking about you during school,” she laughed.

This confused you. You wanted to confront Felix. Angry, you took the note. “Right, I’ll be back,” you told Venetia.

You practically stomped to Felix’s room that night, banging on the wooden door. Felix opened the door, his hair disheveled and only wearing his boxers and maroon robe.

“What do you want?” He asked coolly, leaning against the door.

You huffed, crossing your arms. “Don’t take that tone with me. You have been nothing but aggressive towards me this entire week. You won’t look at me, except when you glare. As if I’ve hurt you in some way,” you ranted.

Felix looked at you confused as you continued to speak. “Which is ridiculous, because you invited me to the garden. Not the other way around. I know you have loads of woman just lining up to fuck you. So I will do you the favor of fucking off,” you said, pushing the note into his hands.

You left in a huff and Felix was utterly quiet. He opened up the note and recognized the hand writing immediately.

Why would Oliver lie? He thought. Why did he pretend to be me and write you a note?

Felix walked next door and into Ollie’s bedroom. “Hey mate, I have a question.” He said, shortly.

Oliver looked up from his book, “Yes Felix?”

“That note that Y/n gave you. Did it look anything like this?” Felix said angry.

Oliver looked at the paper that he’d written and slipped under your door. He gulped. “I can explain,” Oliver said, albeit timidly.

“I don’t need an explanation Ollie, you’re a fucking liar. You took advantage of our feelings. Why would you do that?” Felix said.

Oliver couldn’t respond and when he didn’t, Felix left the room going out to try and find you.

You were crying on the bottom of the staircase, drinking a bottle of champagne that you’d snagged from the kitchen.

Coming down the stairs, Felix heard you and came to you quietly.

“Y/n, don’t cry,” Felix said. Hearing his voice, you stood up and turned around.

“What are you doing here?” You asked, wiping away your tears.

Felix walked towards you. His thumb landed on your cheek and wiped away a fallen tear. “I’m sorry about Ollie, he manipulated us. Told me that you wanted him. It made me jealous, because well…because I love you.”

You looked at him in surprise. Felix loved you. “You love me?” You asked, to which Felix nodded, a soft smile on his face. “And you aren’t seeing anyone?” You wanted clarification.

Felix furrowed his eyebrows in worry, “No, no im not. I only want to see you,” he said, leaning in incredibly close.

You nodded, “I love you too, very much,” you smiled softly, looking up into him.

In a heartbeat, Felix kissed you. At first it was soft and sweet. It became heated as you kissed him back. Felix moved his hand around your waist, to hold you up and close to him.

When you pulled away for air, Felix smiled softly. “I’ve been wanting to do that again since last summer. I don’t like it when you’re away. You’re mine, you know.” Felix smirked, pulling you into his hips.

“Am I now?” you grinned, liking the sound of him calling you his. Felix nodded, leaning into kiss you.

“Felix….” You heard Oliver say from the top of the stairs. Felix’s grasp on your waist tightened protectively. You both turned to Oliver.

“Go away Oliver,” Felix said warningly. You gave Oliver an angry look. You wished he would leave.

“I need to talk to you, Felix. We need to sort this out,” Ollie practically whined.

Felix shook his head, “I can’t have you here mate, it was a mistake inviting you.” He said.

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The next morning in a dramatic fashion Sir James and Elsbeth led Oliver out of the grounds. You, Felix, Venetia and Farleigh watched from the top of the staircase as it happened.

When the door closed, Sir James clapped his hands together. “Alright. The Henry’s are coming to dinner tonight, everything must be perfect.” He said.

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princessbrunette · 18 days

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when did you know you loved me? pt.1 /4 ♡

for puppy!reader, being john booker routledge’s girlfriend meant asking random questions at random times. would you still love me if i was a worm? what would you do if someone tried to kidnap me? who would win in a fight between you and a shark?

what you loved about john b, was that he always had an answer. that was this thing — always having a solution, a plan A, plan B, it was all he knew, so he never had trouble thinking of ways to answer your innocent, inquisitive queries.

it was on a stroll through the neighbourhood, hand in hand when the question occurred to you. this was the first time you’d ever loved someone — so you wasn’t sure how it was supposed to work. sure, you’d said ‘i love you’ to eachother, many times — but you wasn’t sure if you could pinpoint the moment it happened. the moment you realised.

“i thought of a question to ask.” you swing his hand in your own as you walk carefully alongside him, careful not to trip on any loose tiles in the sidewalk like you’d done five minutes prior. you seem to have snapped him out of some thoughts, possibly a conundrum he was facing with the pogues or about some maps, but he seems happy to escape his thoughts — head snapping towards you with a small smile.

“yeah? shoot, pup.”

“when did you know you loved me?” you’re a little quieter today, perhaps timid to ask such a vulnerable question. as you ask he feels your eyes flicker up from your shoes to his hand, up his arm and then to his face. it wasn’t like you to be shy, not with him — which only filled his heart with more of that warm admiration.

“ohoho— that is a good question. one i actually, have an answer to.” he smirks, and you can’t help but grin, already feeling at ease. there was always a story with john b, it was never a simple answer.

“yeah?” you sound hopeful, staring up at his profile as you walk now, trusting him to guide you away from anything that could cause you to trip once more.

“uh-huh. i even remember what you were wearing that day.” he hums, enjoying the element of you having to draw it out of him, although he would have definitely have just told you anyway without any convincing.

“tell me!” you gasp with an elated giggle and he chuckles in response.

“okay, okay— but look, don’t expect anything crazy. it was uh… kind of a regular old moment? you know? like… you’re gonna be confused.” he nods as he gathers his thoughts. you come to a brick wall, one with chipped white paint, and pink flowers sprouting from the overgrown grass around it. you take the moment to let go of his hand and leap, clambering up to sit on top of the wall. instead of telling you to be careful like he usually might, he joins you — sitting side by side on the wall.

“okay.” you ready yourself.

“we’d maybe known eachother for…” he blows a puff of air from his cheeks as he thinks. “six weeks? you’d started coming to the chateau pretty regularly, kind of just showing up without an invite which i didn’t mind ‘cus you know, i was falling for you pretty fast.”

you smile, remembering what it was first like when you were getting to know john b.

“so… you’d fallen out of that tree. you remember? the one out the front, just… dropped right down from the branch. what you were doing up there, i don’t know, i mean i told you not to climb it, but there you were, climbing it anyway… and…” he rambles comically, gesturing you falling from the tree eliciting a small laugh from you, he trails off, thinking back on the moment with a softness to him. “you were wearing this cute little blue shirt and a skirt, and when i was patching you up i remember thinking how blue is like… definitely your colour.” he nods, and you find yourself mirroring his nod, so entranced in the way he speaks.

“anyway, uh — i was patching up your knee, and despite everything you still had your headphones over your ears. i gestured for you to take them off so, you know — i could ask if you’re okay, and uh…” he chuckles, shaking his head. “you said no. because your favourite song was still playing and you wanted to let it finish. yoooou and that damn walkman.” he shakes his head again in faux disappointment as you grin proudly, beginning to remember the day he spoke of.

only then he breaks out of his storytelling trance, turning his head to look at you from where he was staring ahead. “aaaand… yeah. love kinda just… happened? i know for a fact i knew in that moment that i was in love with you.” he finishes, his voice low and warm as he looks at you like you hung the moon and stars. john b was never one to shy away from affection— he was a loverboy at heart and this only proved it. you bite your lip, feeling your nose get a little runny like you wanted to cry. noticing this, john b smirks, tilting his head a little.

“what, too sappy? didnt wanna make you cry…” he jokes, reaching over to cup your cheek, swiping his thumb over it like he was wiping the tears that hadn’t fallen.

“it would be a happy kind of cry… because you make me happy.” you’re lost for words, but you swallow down the lump and smile anyway, kicking your legs on the wall with glee.

“well that’s good. i definitely like making you happy.”

#8k celebration ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ 𐙚 ა #john b prompt #puppy!reader

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thebestandrealestever · 10 months

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~ e!42 miles hcs bc i’m going crazy rn .~

black reader, mostly gn expect for two fem directed one warnings: n word, cursing, implied sexual content but not suggestive

u can’t tell me he don’t blowing u up when you forget the inside outside rule. “why are u on the outside of me?” he said while grabbing your arm and practically throwing u to the other side of him. “it will never ever be that serious please miles.” “it ain’t gon be that serious when u get hit by a car huh?” “we’re in a neighborhood 😭?!?”

he acts like he hates it when you make him do tiktok’s with you but he b rly getting into it . “damn nigga! u doing the dance better than me wtf” “that’s js cause u suck at everything ever.”

scares you in his prowler suit and think it’s the funniest thing in the world. “Boo.” miles said with his voice distorter turned on standing above you, waking u out of your sleep with a yell. “WTF IS WRONG W U??” he cackled for deadass 10 minutes. “u mr fucking funny guy now huh?” “yep, start locking your window.”

if u guys ever broke up, trust this nigga won’t leave you alone. with a big sigh as you see miles come in through the window “miles. why are you still coming in room. i told u it’s over” “lol anyways how was school today?”

has your period tracker on his phone 🤞🏽

u both are insanely in sync, every time you’re sitting next to eachother and someone says sum to y’all you both look at the same time

once you had a pregnancy scare, this nigga started ordering cribs and diapers 😭

u NEVER have to pay for anything by yourself, he be lowk getting upset when u buy urself something

thinks he’s the rizzler because his “hey” he learned from uncle aaron worked on u but really you had liked him for a while already

the only time he post on his story is when he’s posting you, he don’t really be on social media like that.

said something HEINOUS to you in spanish thinking u didn’t know what he was talking about but you asked rio and he got grounded for a month 😭

when you first said you loved him, after he got home he was kicking his feet twirling his little braids fr.

short this is short but i’m going CRAZY

#black reader #miles morales #across the spiderverse #miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles x reader #earth 42 miles morales x female reader #earth 42 miles x black reader #earth 42 prowler #earth 42 miles morales x black!reader

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zeldasnotes · 1 year

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FRIENDSHIP NOTES 👩🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏽

• 12th house synastry is hard in the beginning because there is this sense of the other person not being honest with you. But once you learn to trust it can be super beautiful because you know eachother in a deep way. You know which topics to avoid and when to be quiet etc.

• People with Moon in the 11th house in their natal chart attract friends super easily. You send them to the store to buy some milk and they become friends with the cashier kinda energy.😭

• Cancer, Leo and Scorpio Moons are super protective over their friends.

• Virgo and Aries friendships have the habit of being a real villain duo. Virgos critical nature and ruthless mouth mixed with Aries straightforwardness and no filterhavingassmouth is just a match made in hell😭

• Lilith in synastry can indicate that the two of you become very bitchy together. You might gossip a lot about other people when you are with this person. Ive noticed this especially with Moon or Mercury conjunct Lilith in synastry.

• Sun in the 1st house in synastry is a ”friends at first sight” placement.

• If your friend got both Libra and Scorpio influence in their chart and they forgive you a little too quickly for something really bad you did, be careful, because these signs are the ”keep your friends close and your enemies closer” sign. Libras dont like being on bad terms with people and Scorpios dont forget easily, so this match can make them hang out with someone they dont like.

• Pluto in the 11th house adds very intense friendships and might fight a lot with their friends. Or there could just be a lot of toxic energy in the friends group. I know someone with this placement and she seriously tattoed her bfs initials…

• 11th house ruler in the 1st house attracts friends who can benefit their life a lot. These people can care a little too much about how their friends make them look tho. The kind of person who might want a friend who makes them look good. Or might be the kind of person who doesnt like to hang out with people that overshines them.

•Nessus is where we abuse and where we are abused. Nessus in the 11th house can be abusive towards friends or attract friends who are abusive towards them.

•Lilith in the 11th house might be part of a disliked friendsgroup. They might have a hard time befriending someone whos kind because they find toxic people funnier to hang with.

• Lilith in the 11th is that friend you will never forget. People they used to be friends with never forgets them and see them as the only one they could take about anything to without being judged.

•Venus/Moon conjunct Chiron might be constantly betrayed by people with feminine energy. Dont trust too fast if you have this placement.

• Moon conjunct Chiron in synastry is the ”best friends at first sight” placement. Because you bond instantly and have a lot in common. But it usually ends with the two of you becoming enemies.

•Asteroid Amiticia (367) is latin for friendship so check what sign you got yours in, you might have a lot of friends with that sign as their Sun or Moon sign.

• 7th & 8th house synastry is the kind of friendship where you havent seen eachother for 6 months but when you finally meet up its like you saw eachother yesterday.

• People with a plutonian Venus might have a hard time being friends with people of the same sex because people constantly compare themselves to you and women want to compete with you. Might have been bullied by women.

• Moon 8th house in synastry can make the two of you draw out something very sick in eachother. There is no boundaries between the two of you. I had this with a friend and we cant let go of eachother but we both agreed not to hang out because we always did bad stuff together. Our teachers in High School told our parents we have a bad influence on eachother. We shared our darkest thoughts with eachother.

• Their Ascendant in your 8th house or vice versa can be a real enemies to friends overlay. You might dislike eachother at first because for some reason you got a bad impression of the other or heard a rumor about them, but then you start to notice how much you have in common when you finally let the guard down and talk to eachother.

• Capricorn Venus wants to be friends with the right people. Atleast until they reach their 20s thats when they start caring less about image. They wont butt heads with someone who got a good reputation. (Other placements can change this ofc). This placement is the one most likely to diss you if you have a bad reputation. They might like you deep down, but wont want to be seen with you.

• 8th house placements in the natal chart might have a hard time finding that one super BFF because they have a hard time letting their guard down. Nobody will ever know them completely. During a whole life time they will meet only like 3 people who know them inside out.

• A friend with planets in your 1st house respects you and are more likely to defend you behind your back. Same thing with someone you got Juno synastry with.

©️ 2023 Zeldas Notes

#astro notes #astrology #astro observations #astronotes #birth chart readings #lilith #ascendant #asteroids #astrotidbits

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akutasoda · 4 months

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I saw your requests are open so here I am! The fandom is BSD and the characters are Fyodor, Akutagawa, Yosano and Jouno (if thats not too many). Reader and them are not offically in a relationship! Reader nonchalantly brings up that their being stalked, not quite realizing the weight of their situation. What are the characters going to do about it?

never alone

synopsis - how would they react when you casually mentioned you might be being stalked

includes - yosano, akutagawa, fyodor, jouno

warnings - gn!reader, reader gets stalked, slight angst, fluff, wc - 1.3k

nowadays you always felt like something was wrong. your nomral everyday routine had an addition to it which made you uncomfortable and made you feel vulnerable. it always felt like a pair of eyes were trained onto your figure at every waking minute of the day.

the figure that you regularly saw was definitely new. it was only a handful of times but there was no way that all the times were pure coincidence? right? and why would the figure stop or turn away when you turned to check they were still following you?

after a very short while it started making you really uncomfortable. it felt like you were being constantly watched and you could no longer focus on anything else as it worried you. but truth be told you didn't know what to do. you felt like you should tell someone but you didn't want them to think you were just being paranoid and you didn't think it was that serious, so you shrugged it to the back of your mind and let it slowly eat away atyour conscience.

eventually you let it spill and you told your most trusted friend about your worries. it was an accident to start with, like you were telling a joke, so you came of very nonchalantly but they didn't take it so lightly.

akiko yosano ★↷

what had started as one of your many friendly catch-ups with yosano had now turned into a very troubling conversation. you and yosano would practically meet everyday if you didn't see eachother throughout and because you both were extremely close you two would often spill secrets or gossip.

when you casually mentioned that you thought you might be being stalked her face dropped immediately. you felt the air tense from the normally friendly atmosphere and you really only registered what you said when she asked you to repeat yourself. that's sort of when you let it all out as you finally felt you had someone to talk to about it.

her face only became visibly more concerned but she would patiently wait for you to finish telling her about every little detail. once you had finished, you felt like a weight had been lifted but immediately replaced as you then realised the situation fully.

yosano noted your current concerns and immediately offered help, help you knew she wouldn't let you refuse. she worked in a detective agency afterall, sure they dealt with more aggressive cases but stalking wouldn't be turned down especially if it was you who was suffering.

she offered to walk you home herself afterwards and that would be the first time in ages you didn't feel those eyes on you. it would also be the last as from the next day you noted that you never felt them again.

ryūnosuke akutagawa ★↷

you often would talk to akutagawa during or after a mission. he wasn't exactly talkative but you never minded and still found his company rather comforting - some may call you crazy for thinking that. and lately being in his presence made you much more comfortable as it no longer felt like you were being watched.

akutagawa may struggle with many things to do with friendships and such but he wasn't entirely dumb to not notice your recent constant discomfort. he could recognise that something was troubling you, especially when he caught your eyes frantically looking around if you were alone, and so he asked what was wrong - you were being rather distant on the current mission.

you nonchalantly mentioned about your growing discomfort and worry about someone following you constantly, you couldn't tell but his face dropped with a certain seriousness. you didn't realise and so you went to act as everything was normally but he stopped you and asked you to repeat yourself. the seriousness is his voice was something you've never heard.

he eventually got you to explain everything to him and while he didn't show anything on his face, you knew he was mad and that's when the weight of the situation dropped on you. from that day forward akutagawa made it a point to walk you anywhere. you're going home? he'll accompany you, you're heading to the shops? he needs to pick some stuff up anyway.

sometimes it felt overbearing but you knew why he was doing it and eventually after a couple of days he stopped. you really didn't have to ask about why you didn't feel watched anymore, you knew the fate akutagawa had given someone.

fyodor dostoevsky ★↷

fyodor had once told you that you were one of few he would properly engage in conversation with. most of the time that meant you telling him about your day while he chimed in with the occasional hum or question while he worked at his desk - he did barely do physical missions.

you had been busy telling him about something that you'd done that day ehile you were out and so your brain immediately went to talk about how uncomfortable you had been feeling when going anywhere. you hadn't noticed at first but fyodor stopped typing when he asked you to elaborate. what you did notice was him turning to look at you fully when you elaborated.

you let out an awkward laugh and asked if something was wrong and he immediately started asking questions. you didn't quite understand but the seriousness soon became emphasised when he offered that you stay with him that night and you really didn't want to say no after seeing how angry he seemed to be.

you would come to wake up the next morning to a nornal fyodor. he'd greet you and he seemed back to his normal self and if you asked about last night he'd justt deny anything. you would note how for the first time in ages you didn't feel like you were being constantly watched.

saigiku jouno ★↷

if time was available, you would often head round to jouno's residence to see him. it was atleast once a week so it served as a catch-up between the two of you, most of the time he was extremely busy and saw your company as a reminder to finally take a break.

you two would often spend ages talking about whatever thing that had occurred that week and it was a real safespace for you. so it was only natural that you casually mentioned how you always felt watched. you had been fiddling with your cup so you hadn't noticed jouno's face sour.

you only noticed when he asked you to elaborate and you did without second thought. jouno didn't like the fact that you had mentioned it so casually. he was a hunting dog, a morally gray one perhaps but still, he protects people and so he would be failing his duties of he couldn't protect you. it shocked you with how fast jouno was to offer you to stay round his residence that night.

you didn't say no as he seemed very dead set on you staying. when you woke and got ready to leave, he accompanied you back to your residence despite your questions about if he had work to get to. the next time you were to see jouno he seemed rather smug but you immediately told him about how you didn't feel followed anymore he only smiled more and told you that he was glad you felt safe again.

#x reader #x gender neutral reader #bsd x reader #bsd x gender neutral reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs x you #bsd x you #bsd yosano #yosano x reader #bsd akutagawa #akutagawa x reader #bsd fyodor #fyodor x reader #bsd jouno #jouno x reader

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strwbrryeyes · 2 months

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𖦹°｡⋆ haikyuu boys as my breakup playlist pt.3

⟡ featuring: hinata, semi, iwaizumi, kenma

⟡ cw: angst, mentions of cheating, heart broken hinata my baby, these also might be longer than the last two whoops. also can you tell i was angry while writing kenma's? ps thank you for 200 followers mwah<3

⟡ an: its that time again (waterparks ((fandom)) edition bc im obsessed)

⟡ part one, part two

⟡ hinata shoyo: never bloom again - waterparks

You and Hinata dated for four years from your first year of high school to your first year of university. Honestly, it could have been a lifelong relationship if it weren’t for Brazil. Hinata told you he was leaving the week after graduation. After telling you, you cried and yelled at him, pounding at his chest while crying ‘how could you do this to me?’ in between sobs but after a while, you had calmed down and you agreed to try a long distance relationship. Hinata visited you whenever he could, holidays, your birthdays, any reason to see you but it wasn’t enough for you. Hinata would always be everything to you but you couldn’t bear the fact that he was so far away, and sure you both called and texted each other but the time difference between Brazil and Japan made it difficult and Hinata could see it in your eyes whenever he visited, whenever you sent him a picture of yourself, whenever you facetimed…you were tired. It got to the point where you would cry yourself to sleep almost every night because you missed him and just wanted to be by his side, so with so much hesitation, you called him one night and told Hinata you couldn’t do this anymore. You needed him, not his texts, not his calls, no matter how much you loved them, you needed him physically there with you. Hinata protested and said that he wold move back to Japan for you but you couldn’t let him do that, you knew how important it was for him to be in Brazil to better his volleyball skills, so he finally gave in and you broke up after a year of long distance. Another year later, Hinata moved back to Japan after two years of being in Brazil, meaning he could see you again, he hoped so at least. Hinata didn’t know what you’ve been up to as you broke off communication with each other after the break up to avoid the pain of being in eachother’s lives. Hinata had his hopes up and was telling Yachi and Yamaguchi his plan to win you back but quickly had them crushed when they told him you had moved to Europe to finish university so you could start a new life. You didn’t want to be in Japan anymore, stuck with all the memories the both of you had made. It was too painful. Now it was Hinata’s turn. He was surrounded by the memories, everything reminded him of you, every now and then he’d see someone from across the street and see your face only for it to not be you, just some stranger. Hinata was never the same, even if he seemed happy and well, he was breaking inside constantly like he would never be truly happy again.

⟡ eita semi: worst - waterparks

You and Semi have been dating since middle school, practically inseparable. you and Semi were both in your 20s now and life has not stopped a single bit. The both of you were currently in the music industry, with Semi and his band being one of the biggest groups rising to stardom in the world and with you being a songwriter. You’ve always been a behind-the-scenes type person so you never really went out to parties or to big events. Semi, however, was a social person…at least on the party scene. It was a chance for him to let loose and not let worries get in his way, and who are you to take that away from him? The trust you and Semi had for eachother was strong, after all, you guys have been dating for years so why wouldn’t you? With this being the case, you never had any doubt about him going on tour without you. You still had other clients to write for so you couldn’t go with him but you never once worried about what he would do. That was until you were hanging out with your friends, Tendou and Ushijima, and they mentioned how Semi seemed different, that he seemed more careless and emotionless. You assured them that there was nothing different about him but when you went home that night you kept thinking about everything and looked back at how life has been since Semi has gained fame…he hadn’t changed. No. He was still the same Semi you fell in love with all those years ago. Sure he had questionable friends that made you uncomfortable, but he wasn’t like them, he always had girls lining up for a chance with him but he never gave them a chance…at least you think so. Regardless, you’re sure everything was fine and plus you were going to surprise him at his show in Tokyo! Any worry that you have will be wiped away when you see him all you had to do was wait. So you did. The day of the Tokyo show finally came up and you were standing at his dressing room doorway with tears in your eyes as you look at the sight in front of you- Semi and some random girl all over each other. Semi knew you were there, but he didn’t even care, all he did was give you a side glance before going back to the other girl. After that, you went home and changed all of the locks, removed all the pictures of him, blocked him on everything, and wrote a song that was sure to ruin his reputation out of anger, but even after all of that, you were still stuck with a giant hole in your heart and you don’t think it could ever be filled.

⟡ iwaizumi hajime: i felt younger when we met - waterparks

It all started four years ago when Iwaizumi moved to California for college. You both had known each other for 2 years prior to graduating and it was pretty obvious to other people that you two had a thing for each other but it wasn’t until after he had moved that either of you said something. Iwaizumi was the first to say he liked you, infact he said he loved you. It didn’t take long for your young and dumb self to transfer to where he was studying. You were both in love and naive so neither of you really thought about this big change in depth. The first two years of your relationship were perfect, you both got good grades, you had moved into a small apartment together, and you were both happy, you really couldn’t ask for more. Even though you and Iwaizumi were living the ideal love life, everyone else in your lives thought you guys rushed into things. The two of you weren’t even that close to begin with, you were just classmates in high school who had kiddie crushes on each other. It really all came down to the honeymoon phase, nothing was ever wrong and you never argued. It wasn’t until your third year of dating that you both realized that your life goals were very different from each other and this of course caused a ripple in your relationship. Wanting to be supportive of each other and your dreams, you set your goals aside for now and planned to come up with a compromise when the time called for it. Things were kind of back to normal until you both started learning more about one another. Bad habits you each had, sense of humor you didn’t share, different views, really whatever you could think of you both would disagree with one another and you were starting to get on eachother’s nerves. Iwaizumi reached the end of his rope quicker than you did. He ended things in the middle of a heated argument of something you can’t even remember because the only thing you were worried about at that moment was him packing up all of his things and walking out that apartment door but at the same time, you didn’t care. You had officially fallen out of love with him even though you never thought you could. Now whenever you think of him, all you could think about was how you uprooted your life for him. You moved across the world and for what? Nothing but anger and disgust filled you whenever you thought of all the moments you shared with him. To think of how different everything could have been if you two had just taken your time and not rushed into the relationship.

⟡ kozume kenma: easy to hate you - waterparks

Honestly, Kenma got on your nerves quite often. It was nothing you weren’t used to though because it was always simple things like him not doing the dishes whenever he was done eating or him spending too much time playing video games. Your annoyance never came from anything serious, just simple relationship stuff. When his streaming career started taking off, you never really bothered him to do anything around your shared house. It was only fair since it generated enough income for you to quit your part time job as a waitress and focus on school more. This doesn’t mean that it still didn’t annoy you that Kenma would seemingly spend more time playing video games than spending time with you whenever you had free time. Sometimes he would invite you onto stream so you two could ‘bond’ but it never felt right, to you it felt like you were more of a prop for his audience, like he would spend time with you only because his fansloved watching the two of you interact. Still, you brushed it off because it was still nice to be able to make him laugh whenever you did something silly in a game or said something funny. It also didn’t hurt that sometimes he would get all lovey dovey on camera making you swoon, even if it did feel fake at times. In the end, you thought it was the best you and Kenma could do considering the circumstances, you being in college and streaming being Kenma’s full time job. Kenma had promised you that once you winter break started, that he would put a hold on streaming so the both of you could spend time together and it excited you so it was only natural that you were pissed off when winter break finally came and Kenma said that he had sponsorships to deal with on stream. He said it isn’t something that could be helped but you snapped back saying that he could have scheduled these sponsored streams during any other time. Kenma didn’t care about what you said and just stayed in his streaming room for most of the two weeks. You started to ease a bit though once he started streaming for shorter amounts of times and spent more time with you during the day. You were finally happy with your relationship after who knows how long but then he decided that you being on a break from school would be the perfect time to do a 48 hour subathon. All you wanted was to spend time with your boyfriend but instead he just used you to gain more viewers. Again. Still, you agreed to do it agreeing that it would be fun but really yo had a plan. Three hours into the stream you said you have an announcement and everyone, including Kenma thought it would be something happy and big, but really, you were about to publicly dump him. After your little speech on how selfish Kenma actually was, you called one of your best friends to come pick you up and told Kenma that you would be back for your stuff the next day. You were finally free from the one-sided relationship you should have left sooner but now Kenma was rethinking all his choices as he scrolls through tweets talking about the breakup stream. At least it made him go viral.

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nicofics · 7 months

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𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙚..

𝘫𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘰 𝘬𝘶𝘫𝘰 𝘹 𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘦!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

summary: being the wife of jotaro kujo is very hard

notes: i think i had a plan for this. then i got carried away………. also i haven’t wrote anything in like 3 decades so ignore how random this one is

being jotaros wife is hard, even though you’re used to it by now, sometimes it catches up with you, even though you’re a stand user. you had met jotaro on the trip to eygpt, you had tried to kill him due to dios flesh bud; jotaro had saved you. after that, the two of you grew close, even closer after the trip, since you were the only one his age that was left. you had even went with him to morioh, though, thats a different story. you were the mother of jolyne, she was the light of your life. you both had her young, but you wouldn’t change when you had her, you thought it was perfect timing.

jotaro went out alot, he tried to keep it a secret, what he was doing. you knew. you knew those lies about ‘studying how starfish react to different temperatures’ was bullshit. you knew that he was out fighting stand users in search for more stand arrows. polnareff had accidentally told you when he had a bit too much to drink. you wanted to shout at him, scream at him even. how could he not tell you? did he not trust you anymore? but everytime you tried to bring it up, he always did something to change the topic without knowing it.

just like right now. you were in the kitchen, jolyne had already gone to bed, she had school in the morning. you and her ate alone, as per usual. jotaro had just came home, he walked into the kitchen you both owned, a tired smile on his face, a smile only you ever got to see. “hey” he spoke, he sounded exhausted. you turned to look at him, begging yourself to tell him. “hi, jotaro” he walked over behind you, resting his head ontop of yours. oh how you melted when he did that, you turned around to face him. looking eachother in the eyes full of love, you both wonder how you got so lucky

“is jolyne in bed?” he broke the silence, you nodded, “yeah, i put her to bed awhile ago, she wasn’t happy that you weren’t there to tuck her in though” jotaro chuckled slightly, a breathy laugh. you smiled, you adored his laugh. he let you go, walking towards the bedroom you both shared, it was spacious, a large king sized bed, partially because it was on sale, partially because it was the only bed that jotaro could fit on “how was work?” you asked, practically desperate to keep the conversation alive, just so you can hear his voice once more. “fine, how about you?” you were a neurological surgeon, having seen many die on the eygpt trip, you decided to become a surgeon. brain surgery practically called you to specialise. “it was okay, tough today though” he nodded, understand the difficulty of your line of work

you stared to get changed into your pyjamas, jotaro took notice of this, and began to do so as well. eventually, you were both changed, and now getting under the covers, this was you favourite part of the day. jotaro turned on a small lamp, picking up his glasses and a book he began to read. you lay your head to rest on his arm, watching as he flicked through the pages every few minutes or so. his silent breathing lulling you to sleep, your eyes getting heavy, though, before you could give in, you heard his voice. “goodnight. love”

#fanfic #x reader #jjba #jjba x reader #jjba jotaro #jotaro x reader #jotaro kujo x reader #jotaro kujo #jojo jotaro #jojo’s bizarre adventure x reader #jojos bizarre adventure #jotaro fanfic #jotaro x y/n #jjba jotaro x reader

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777bae · 1 year

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can you please do a jude bellingham fic where they break up but are obviously still in love with eachother and jobe decides to play cupid as he hates seeing them both miserable. angst to fluff. tysmm

Here you go sweetie <3

── Second chances

PAIRING… Jude Bellingham x fem!reader | Genre… angst | WC… 1.9k

“Jobe, I’ve already told you before, it’s not going to happen.” You grimace through the phone, gaining the feeling of deja vu after already having spoken with him about this many times before.

“Come on y/n, please.” He practically begged, as you just sighed over the overwhelming memories causing a sharp pain in your heart.

“Jobe, I’m sorry but we’ve both moved on, what once was should be left in the past.” You responded in the most confident way possible despite the potential tears threatening to fall, knowing that you were lying about the latter.

“Okay, I’m sorry for asking, I just miss you coming over and cooking for us.” Jobe mumbles as you slightly smile at his last comment.

“I miss you too Jobe, but I guess this is just how things are meant to be now.” You reason before letting out another sigh. “I’ve got to go now but I’ll see if I can catch up with you another time.”

“Okay, see you.” He bids farewell as you reciprocate, quickly ending the call as you remain seated in your place, looking down whilst questioning the past and whether what you chose to do was inherently correct.

—

“I promise you it didn’t happen!” Jude shouts.

“What do you mean it didn’t happen? There’s photo evidence!” You respond as you pull up the clear photo, extremely clear in fact, of Jude kissing another girl. “I knew I shouldn’t have trusted you going to a club!”

“Babe let me expl-”

“What is there to explain? It’s all here!” You interrupt him, pointing back at the photo.

“Babe, seriously-”

“Stop calling me ‘babe’! You’ve already proved how much I truly mean to you, I can’t stand looking at you right now! I never want to see your face in front of me again! Whatever we were is over!” You shout in frustration before picking up your handbag and beginning to walk to the front door.

“Y/n please, if you just let me explain.” Jude tries to reason as he grabs ahold of your hand to stop you.

“Please, don’t touch me.” You pull your hand away, turning to see the look of desperation on his face. “I can’t believe you would do this! Just leave me alone.”

You silently walk out of the house after that, this time without anyone trying to hold you back before the tears begin to stain your cheeks, your heart aching entirely.

—

After the call, your mind could only focus on what once was, unable to move your attention onto something different no matter how hard you tried.

You thought you were able to forget, hopefully suppress the memories as it hurt too much to reminisce.

A sudden ping from your phone caused you to immediately lose track of your thoughts as you immediately picked up your phone, sighing as you saw who the send was.

“Hey, can you come and cook me something, mum and dad are out.”

Chuckling lightly at the young boy's antics, you quickly sent a response before getting up and putting your coat on. You shortly walked out of the house, the cold winter air causing you to shiver as you quickly stepped into your car.

Soon arriving in front of the relatively large house, you paused once again, reminiscing the many times you visited this house before finally sliding out and walking up to the front door.

Before you could even knock on the door, however, it flung open, revealing the last person you wished to see.

You both stood still, staring at one another in shock for a few moments before he finally spoke up.

“Y/n? I didn’t realise you were coming over.” Before you could even respond Jobe popped up from behind, practically skipping over to you with a large smile on his face.

“Y/n! You’re here!” Jobe exclaims, a mischievous smile practically implanted onto his face. You watched Jude’s face as he slowly began to realise what you were actually there for.

“Come on inside, you’re letting all the cold air out.” Jobe suggests before pulling you in by your arm, leaving Jude standing in the doorway, unsure on what to do. “So what are you going to cook?”

You lightly smack the boy's shoulder in disappointment before speaking. “Wow, you don’t even know how to greet a guest.”

“Ow! Sorry, sorry.” He exclaims as you turn back to face the door, noticing that Jude was no longer standing there.

“Come on, what are you waiting for? I’m hungry!”

—

Once again, you were sitting contemplating the events of the past, no matter how much your conscience told you how wrong it was you just couldn’t help it. Seeing him for the first time again, after months felt like when you first met him.

Love at first sight was not something you believed in until you met him.

You were helping out at one of Jobe’s training sessions and it just so happened that the man himself was there to take the young boy home.

Small conversation was made between you two as you waited for the session to conclude, Jude sheepishly asking for your number afterwards caused butterflies to explode inside you. But it just so happened that it was all a lie.

The sudden call ringtone caused you to practically jump out of your skin as you quickly answered.

“Hello?”

“Y/n, are you free right now?” You immediately recognised the voice.

“Yes, are you alright Jobe?”

“Y/n please help, one of the coaches is sick so we don’t have anyone to ref our practice match.” Jobe requested as you lightly sighed, accepting that you were never going to escape from this boy.

“Give me a few minutes.” You finally respond as he quickly thanks you before you both hang up.

You soon arrived onto the playing grounds, immediately being greeted by an over enthusiastic Jobe, pulling you onto the grass.

You previously playing came into use as the mini match got on well and eventually ended with Jobe’s team winning, earning a tight hug from him.

You all began to clear off the grass as you stood on the side, waiting to bid your goodbyes with the boy once again.

“Y/n?” You froze, the voice you could immediately recognise causing you to tense up. How could you not recognise it? The voice you loved for oh so long.

“Jude, hi.” You finally respond, turning to him as you spared him a small smile.

“What are you doing here?” He questions, looking at you sceptically.

“Oh, Jobe asked me to ref a game.” You explain, motioning to the pitch as Jude just nods, no more words exchanged between the two of you.

“Y/n you’re still here? Oh hi Jude.” Jobe finally arrives, a slight smirk on his face however you could depict why in particular.

“Yeah, I just wanted to say goodbye but you took so long.” You explain, crossing your arms over your chest as you hear stifled laughter next to you.

“Sorry, I had to talk to a coach about something.” He tries to reason as you just shake your head in disapproval.

“I’ll be heading back now.” You announce before pulling the tall boy into a hug, to which he returns before walking over to your car, unsure on whether you should have bid your goodbyes to the other.

—

You had soon grown used to the constant messaging of requests from the boy, not even questioning who most of the senders were.

You were more than happy to help him, feeling as though you needed to repay him for the kindness you received since you first met him. However, each encounter somehow ended up in you coming face to face with your world renowned ex.

He no longer questioned why you were where you were, already knowing it was due to his brother’s antics.

And so you weren’t surprised when you received yet another text.

“Can you come to the house please, I need help with something.” Sighing, you slowly get up not rushing as much as you used to, eventually leading you to end up, once again, standing outside of his house, this time requiring you to knock on the door.

Unfortunately you were pleasantly surprised by the person who opened the door.

“Y/n. What are you doing here?” He questions, giving you deja vu to a few weeks ago, when you first arrived in front of his house.

“Jobe asked me to come help him with something.” You explain, gently smiling at him.

“Jobe isn’t at home right now.” Jude answers, earning a confused expression from you. “Well… do you want to come in for a quick drink?”

You lightly nod after spending a few seconds considering your pros and cons. Placing your coat onto a hanger before taking your shoes off brought back the many memories you had created in this house.

You sat down on a chair by the countertop before you watched him prepare your drink, reminding you of how he used to always do when you came around.

After a few minutes he was done, placing the drink down in front of you and smiling at you lightly, to which you returned as the both of you remained quiet, unsure on what to say.

“I’m sorry-” You both say, breaking the silence as you look at each other in surprise.

“You go first.” He suggests.

“No, you go first.” You argue as he just nods his head.

“I’m sorry, about everything, I should have stopped her before she tried, I jude, kinda, froze in the moment.” He explains, avoiding eye contact as he did so.

“I’m sorry for not letting you explain, I was just so hurt, I wasn’t thinking straight. I saw the articles confirming she forced you, I was just too ashamed to face you.” You splutter out whilst looking down, not wanting to meet his eyes.

Silence filled the room as neither of you looked at each other, ashamed to think you deserve forgiveness until you felt his hand on yours, a familiar comfort bringing you peace.

You remain in place, unsure on what to do, conflict occurring within your mind until you finally come up with a conclusion.

Wrapping your hand around his wrist, you quickly pulled him towards you, his surprised face being the last thing you see before your lips finally connected, the feeling of euphoria overcoming you as you instantly felt Jude reciprocate, both of you smiling into the kiss.

You both eventually pulled away, staring into each other’s eyes for a few moments before Jude pulled you into a tight hug.

“You don’t know how much I missed this.” You heard him mumble as you lightly nodded.

“Me too, Jude. Me too.” You answer as you remain in his arms, not wanting to ever leave this warmth.

—

The sound of the front door opening caused your eyes to instantly open, unsure on who would be arriving.

Suddenly, the head of a young boy stuck out from the hallway, a cheeky grin on his face as he began wiggling his eyebrows at the sight of you and your supposed ‘ex’ cuddling on the sofa.

Rolling your eyes, you immediately realise that he had planned this as you remembered the messages he had sent you, the fact that every time he asked you to be somewhere, Jude would always end up being there too. The smirks you constantly received from the young boy whenever you had the guts to speak to his brother.

And although you pretended to be annoyed at his mischievous plotting, you couldn’t help but smile at the lovely sight of a sleeping young man next to you, and deep down, you were grateful for Jobe pulling you two back together, allowing you to both have a second chance.

#jakeswonie #jakeswonie works #jude bellingham fluff #jude bellingham x you #jude bellingham #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham angst #jude bellingham imagines #jude bellingham x y/n #football imagine #football #borussia dortmund

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baldurslesbians · 4 months

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Bg3 characters as prompts

A/n: sorry if these are out of character I tried my best, bold for dialogue - bold + italics for actions

Characters: Astarion, Lae’zel, halsin, gale

Warnings: None

Astarion Ancunin:

★“So… Do you actually like me—” “We have been together for seven years. We’re getting married next year. What the hell do you think?”

★ person a and b are looking at each other when there's that one person that annoys both of them, and then laughing. it's that SHARED LOOK and SHARED CONNECTION that makes person a quickly turn away.

★ one night stand between person a and person b, whom were both drunk at the time. person b is in the middle of regretting everything and feeling like SHIT and gently admiring a the morning after because they're aware that nothing will be the same after this and this might even be the last time they will talk.

★ Holding and cradling their face to study it, perhaps noticing something new. Something else to love.

Lae’zel:

★"you're adorable" "what?" "nothing."

★ person b is telling themselves not to get close to person a. but once they see person a right in front of them, they fold immediately. person b listens to any word person a says, regardless of "needing to avoid them." person a has person b enamoured and doesn't even know it.

★“Life would suck complete testicles if it weren’t for you.” “Oh love, I really wish you weren’t always so vulgar when expressing your affections.”

★“you’re a dumbass, please know that.”

★“stop making me love you, idiot”

Halsin Silverbough:

★“to the stars and back, love.”

★“never forget what i said, okay?”

★“i never ever regretted knowing you.”

★“Tell me how you fell in love with me.” “…I literally told you that again yesterday—” “I don’t care, I wanna hear it again. Plus, I like hearing you speak.”

★ picking a leaf/flower petal out of their hair, or brushing dirt off of their face

★ Tracing patterns on your arm or your back when they gaze silently at your peaceful sleeping face(because they woke up earlier than you)

Gale Dekarios:

★ "you could stop staring now." "oh no, absolutely not."

★ “ah, so you’re like my book boyfriend now, huh?” “what on earth is a book boyfriend?”

★ patiently listening to all of your problems. like actually listening.

★ Person A and person B dancing with eachother "i'm not the best at this." "you've stepped on my foot at least ten times, trust me, i know."

★“You're incorrigible.” “I prefer 'charmingly rebellious.” “Fine.” “So, you admit I'm charming?” “Don't push your luck.”

★“You complete me in ways I cannot explain”

#bg3 #bg3 astarion #bg3 halsin #bg3 lae'zel #bg3 gale #gale x reader #lae’zel x reader #halsin x reader #astarion x reader #astarion x tav #Halsin x tav #lae’zel x tav #gale x tav #bg3 x reader

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sciencebecameouraddiction · 3 months

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oh hey you write for helluva boss!!! could i request something platonic for blitzø? (had no romantic ideas in my head atm)

+ just being blitzø's favorite person to be around and the crazy things you'd both like to get into together

ty 🤍 ;)

yes. omg yes.

i love blitz, and helluva is my other favorite show LOL

platonic headcanons/ficlets coming up

we all know this disaster of an imp cares about people… but he has a funny way of showing it.

like he once brought you in this fucked up looking license plate, you guessed, but it said princess on it.

you both had been talking about royalty the night before and you said you always wanted to be a princess

thus the fucked up license plate

he also once brought you a rock

said it reminded him of you

you still have it

you both have shit sleep schedules too, so he’ll call you for late night shenanigans

the phone on your night stand was ringing and as you looked over you saw it was Blitz.

“Why are you up this late?” you ask answering the phone.

“Why are you up this late bitch?” Blitz snarks back.

“Touché. Whaddya want?” You ask, turning down your TV.

“Whatcha watchin’?” he asked.

“That damn show you told me about a week ago.” You sighed.

“AH! I told you you’d love it!” Blitz gleefully lets out.

“You wanna come over don’t you?” Your voice deadpans, knowing what was happening.

“What episode are you on?” Comes the sly question from the other end.

“Season 2 Episode 4.”

“Damn, what are you doing binging that shit?” Blitz exclaims.

“Why? What are you on?” You ask.

“Episode one of season two!” he says.

“Come over, I’ll queue it up and I can rewatch.”

“Fuck ya! I’ll be right there.” Blitz says and you hear movement.

“Bring snacks! I got drinks.” You say, getting up to get the drinks.

“Yeah, yeah whatever. See you in 10.”

loona loves you though.

blitz loves this because there aren’t many people he can trust to help him get loona to the doctor. you can help though.

and when you go on missions with them

blitz has told you they are jobs!

they’re missions to you

but when you work with him yall are bad ass.

you naturally have eachothers back without even thinking.

you both once ended up at an overlord meeting…

don’t ask but the overlords of pride somehow think you’re both new overlords.

you tell him blitz he’s a dumb ass when he talks about stolas and how their relationship is just transactional

you call him out on his feelings and you are the only one he tells how he actually feels.

you both do dumb stuff together, but you’re there for each other.

#helluva boss #helluva blitzo #helluva boss x reader #helluva boss x you #helluva boss x y/n #blitzo #blitzø #helluva boss blitz #helluva blitz #blitzo x reader #blitz x reader #blitzø x reader

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dirtyslag96 · 1 month

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Idiots in love-James Maguire

Pairing: James Maguire/fem!reader

Rating: PG-16

Words: 1,331 words

Warnings: Fluff, Lying, Curse words, use of Y/N, love interests being idiots in love and oblivious to eachothers love for the other, not proof read

Synopsis: You notice James subtly trying to get your attention and you're not sure why, so you try to find out as you perhaps started developing feelings for the Brit. you're sure of one thing, and that no matter how hard you had tried to lie, he will find out.

a/n: based on prompt #1018 from this list (“Shut up, I’m trying to confess my love to you.”) ". requested by @themallonbisexualmess , also I would appreciate some tips since I'm still new to writing fics, also dialogue between the five will be characterised by the colour, Y/N, Orla, Erin, James, Michelle, Clare

The first day you met James you considered him quite odd, not only because he was English but also he was attending an all girls school and was somehow Michelle Mallon's cousin.

All six of you were sat at Erin and Orla's house after school playing board games when suddenly the home telephone rings.

"would someone go get that its making me deaf for Christ's sake", said Erin.

"Gerry make yourself useful would ya", announced Joe, clearly annoyed by Erin's father.

Gerry looked confused but nevertheless walked over to answer, "Hello?, Yeah she's right here", a couple of seconds later, "I'll let her know"

"Y/N, your parents want you back home in 10 minutes"

"Oh, isn't it a bit early? did they tell you why?", you were confused since it was still 9 o'clock and your parents usually have you curfew by 12.

"No, would you like a ride home?", you never understood why Joe hated Erin's dad so much considering he was the most thoughtful and caring one of all your parents.

"For fuck's sake Y/N did you do something?", Michelle alway commented on everything happening.

"Yeah its a bit weird"

"James, how many times have I told you we do not care"

Seeing James' dissapointed face made you even sadder you were leaving early, though you never understood why your mood also often depended on his. Perhaps you had feelings for him? no, you wouldn't believe it even if you did.

"I'll be on my way then, see you tomorrow", involuntarily you felt yourself looking at James. "Thank you Gerry I would appreciate it if you got me a ride home"

"Bye Y/N!", all of them shouted.

"Finally being useful for once", you heard Joe snicker as you left out the door.

The next day, you had told Clare about it, she said that you definitely have some feelings for him, since you trusted Clare's judgement you've started noticing that James mostly starts conversations directly to you. Clare also had pointed out that when the Ukrainian girl showed up hitting on James, that you had been more closed off and easily exasperated than usual.

The six of you were suspended since Michelle and James had broken the statue "The Child of Prague", while arguing so you all had agreed to meet up at Erin's place for the week. Your mix of emotions towards James had led you to unintentionally start avoiding him, surprisingly Michelle and Clare had been subtly trying push you two together. You speculated that Clare must've told Michelle or that they had also felt a drift between you and James.

Orla pulled out a board game that had the six of you pair up into three teams of two, to decide who would be paired together you all wrote your names at placed it in a random jar that Erin found in the kitchen.

"Orla and...", Clare!", Erin said as she was the one who pulled out the names.

"Interesting..", muttered Orla as Clare took in a loud sigh.

"Y/N and..", "James!", was the universe really fucking with you? you look at him, seeing his happy face made you feel things you never expected to feel for James, then you attempted to avert his gaze but soon enough you looked up to his disappointed and baffled face to why you were trying to avoid him.

Michelle noticed the tension between you two so she broke the deafening silence, "So that leaves me n' you Erin, this is rank".

"Start without me I don't feel well I feel like throwing up, I'll be up in the bathroom", in truth you wanted to be as far away from James as you can so you practically dash upstairs to Erin's toilet. The rest of the five looked quite baffled since nothing seemed wrong with you but you have been acting rather weird these past few days.

You heard a pair of footsteps coming up the stairs and you assumed someone had come up looking for you, you heard a knock on the door, you were praying it wasn't him. But then again you heard knocking again and a voice, James' voice "Y/N are you okay in there?".

You had two options either lie and say you were sick or...

"Y/N!", his voice yet again heard, interrupts your train of thoughts, so you slowly walk over to the bathroom door and open it.

"oh.. hey you said you weren't feeling well so I came up here to check on you but you seem fine right now", right now you couldn't have felt any better since he came up here concerned, the way his hair was ruffled yet tidy, the way his accent affected his words, and his voice.

You remained quiet for a long time, "uh-i guess I didnt need to throw up after all", you said as you tried to push past him to get out of the small bathroom that could have suffocated both of you with the amount of tension in the air.

To your surprise he shifted quickly, blocking you and closing the door acting like a shield. "what-"

"no, I don't get it you've been avoiding me! why? did I do something wrong for fuck's sake Michelle even noticed! she asked if I annoyed you but I would never do it on purpose just please tell what is going on!", his outburst surprised since usually he was quiet and self preserved.

"there's nothing wrong James I don't know where you're getting that idea from"

slowly he stepped forward before he spoke, "you are lying, I can tell-"

"I-, what? this is ridiculous James let me out of here!"

Unbeknownst to the both of you, the rest of the group followed James upstairs and are now listening to your conversation through the door.

"No! not until you tell me what's wrong, have I upset you, , I notice everything about you don't you get it Y/N- ?", his face nearly made you crumble, you felt bad for irritating him as much as you are right know but you are not confessing why you have been avoiding him.

"for crying out loud, no James you haven't upset me in any way shape or form, this is stupid-", you were both cutting each other off, he was not letting you lie, while you were trying not to let him catch on to your feelings.

"Would you shut up, I have been trying to confess my emotions of love to you all week, and you have been simply ignoring that do you know how hurt I felt thinking I had upset you or something!”

You were in genuine shock and you were sure you heard a few gasps from outside the door.

"Do you actually feel that way James? because if so then so do I.."

Like magnets, you both came forward pressing your lips together, you felt him smile. Next thing you know the rest of the girls opened the door and saw both of you, they yelled and talked over eachother at the same time

"OH FINALLY!", exclaimed Clare,

"The form of human art always so interesting", Orla muttered as always,

"Congrats?!", Erin was quite unsure of what to say since she found two of her best friends kissing in her bathroom.

"FINALLY! you two took a long time figuring each other's feelings I was tortured by James talking about you all the time, and Clare the poor girl had to endure you talking about James!", you assumed Michelle would hate the idea of one other bestfriends and her cousin being together.

"What the fuck!", you both yelled while slamming the bathroom door closed and hearing giggles not the other end, you and James looked at each other and started laughing.

"You two get back out here I'm still not a hundred percent on the pair of you, but just because I approve doesn't mean you can start fucking"

"Yeah please not inside of my bathroom either!"

fin.

#x reader #fluff #james maguire/reader #james maguire #derry girls #James Maguire fluff #michelle mallon #erin quinn #orla mccool #clare devlin #y/n #request #love #netflix

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cherry-bomb-00 · 1 month

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Hear me out, what if like one day dia decides to bring another human (who isn’t related to a angel) and like MC just some how knows them, and let’s say their like friends who only use nicknames for eachother, so when they spawn in they’re like ‘*charcter name*! I thought you were dead-!” I feel like Satan would get such a rush of pride if MC had chosen his name as their fake name. Or Barbatos would be internally giggling and kicking his feet if MC chose his name, I was thinking the other human could be like ‘Paimon or Buer?’

I love this idea, it is a very interesting, thank you for your requested and I hope I understood what you asked, so in order not to make it longer, enjoy.

How the demon brothers would react if you use their name as a nickname or fake name + Barbatos

"When Lord Diavolo mentioned that another human exchange student was coming, you were excited, and when the new student arrived, both of you got along very well, thus being very good friends and between the two of you they used nicknames or fake names and curiously you used the name your favorite demons."

Lucifer

-Lucy is happy that you get along well with the new student, at least there will be no problems with the new student, although he was aware that you use nicknames with the new student, he did not expect you to use his name.

-He may not admit it, but that give him a burst of pride, the fact that you chose it flatters him a little, but it may bother him sometimes, even so, he's not going to tell you to stop using it.

-As I said before, sometimes it can be annoying for him if it's to get into trouble or do stupid things, even so, he can't be totally mad at you, I mean, after all if you chose his name as a nickname, it's because you feel comfortable with him, so that makes him smile.

Mammon

-Our avatar of the greedy sometimes seems to be that of envy and jealousy, since he feels jealous that you become so close to the new student, that they even use nicknames, but all that jealousy goes away in a snap when he hears and sees that his human uses his name as a fake name or nickname.

-He can't help but feel flattered, maybe you find him with his face all red and hot, you make him feel nervous and he acts more tsundere than normal, although at the same time it also makes him proud, I mean, how can you not use his name? He is the great Mammon, obviously you would, at the end of the day he is your first man.

-He sometimes finds it funny although sometimes he thinks they're calling him when it's really you they're calling you, so that sometimes confuses him, he can't help but turn around and end up all embarrassed. This demon just loves you so much.

Leviathan

The truth is, he didn't realize until once he heard the new human call you by his name, that confused him and when he went to ask and you told him that he used his name as a fake name since it was a dynamic. that you and the new student have, Levi feels a mixture of jealousy, nerves, pride and flattery.

Our favorite otaku did not expect that, but above all he feels happy, since that means that you have a lot of trust in him, and if you chose him it was for a reason, right? Although he has low self-esteem, knowing that you use his name raises his spirits and his self-esteem.

Sometimes you find it strange and confusing if you and him are in the same room, and the other human says his name, but you were able to differentiate to know who is talking to whom. (He obviously tells his pet fish Henry all about how happy he is to be your favorite and use his name.)

Satan

-When Satan hears that you use and choose his name as a fake name when the new student talk to you, It similar to how Lucifer feels, he feels how pride inflates his chest slightly, he feels happy that you have chosen him.

-Obviously he would make fun of his older brother, because he was chosen and Lucifer wasn't, he likes to rub that fact in the face of his older brother, even if it's something minimal, he can't help it, he likes to get on Lucifer's nerves

-And after all, he also finds it cute that you use his name as a fake name, it's as if you were telling him that you are his favorite (another reason to bother Lucifer) and that you feel comfortable with him.

Asmodeus

As soon as he realized, he can't help but feel very loveed, he goes to you, saying that he feels very flattered and happy that you have chosen his name as a fake name, I mean, obviously you were going to do it, he is the most beautiful demon of Devildom, his name is just as beautiful, so obviously you are going to boost his ego.

He cannot deny that he loves hearing his name, and he finds it adorable that his little lamb loves him so much that among his brothes, you chose him, although sometimes he gets confused if they are talking to him or to you.

Although it may get a little annoying at one point, it won't be strange for him to pout since he would like to be referred to more about him than you, but even so, he can't feel that way for long, not after you tell him that the reason you chose his name is because he is your favorite and that you love him a lot, then he returns to his loving and flirtatious state.

Beelzebub

-At first he didn't notice it, until one time the new student called you by his name, obviously that left Beel confused, he didn't understand why the new student called you by his name, he found it curious.

-It was already when he asked you why you use his name, and you were touched by the big guy's confused expression, so when you tell him that it's like her fake name, since that's the dynamic that the new student and you have . After that explanation, he feels his heart pounding and his cheeks turn red, he smiles happily.

-Beel finds it funny, he doesn't really care much that you use his name as a fake name, he finds it adorable, he feels special that you chose him, he can only give you a big hug.

Belphegor

-At first he wouldn't realize it like Beel, but that's because he's always asleep, so it took him a while to find out that you use his name as a fake name, but at one point he realizes it when he hears the new student calling you by your name. , something that confused him

-As well as explaining everything to him, Belphegor acts as if he doesn't care, but it really affected him and makes him feel a warmth in his chest, he really didn't expect you to choose his name but he doesn't complain, it really makes his heart beat with joy.

-It doesn't bother him so much since he sees it as a way to show that he is your favorite, and that makes him feel happy. Obviously just as Satan is going to mock and scold Lucifer that you prefer him over his older brother, so you give him more reason to bother Lucy.

Barbatos

-He realizes it quickly and has a reaction that you did not expect, since on the outside he looks calm and serene as always but on the inside he giggles with excitement, he never believed that this would excite him but apparently it makes his stoic heart melt.

-He also finds it fun how you interact with the new exchange student, he finds the dynamics of fake names and nicknames interesting, and he can't help but feel flattered that you chose his name.

-Sometimes he also follows the game, but only if you are with him alone, there is no harm in relaxing a little, plus he was also a little surprised to know that he was your favorite and how much affection you have for him, don't worry Mc, That feeling is mutual.

See you next time

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anangelwhodidntfall · 2 years

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Comfort: Billy Hargrove

Stranger Things Masterlist

word count: 900

Request: Hey I was wondering if you could do a Billy Hargrove story where the reader and Billy are neighbors, and they don't like eachother. But one night Billy comes to your window seeking help after his father abused him. You helped clean him up and he slept in your bed with you and you guys wake up cuddling and all that fluffy stuff

Billy Hargrove was known as many things to many people but most people saw him as a bully or Mr. Popular since he arrived in Hawkins. Now you had no real reason not to like Billy, the two of you didn't really interact much despite being neighbors but for a reason, he didn't like you and always made it a point to let you know whether it was coming home late blaring his music, or revving his car right outside your house, or sometimes almost hitting you when you were outside skating.

You were at home working on your homework while some music played quietly in the background when you started to hear some yelling and screaming coming from next door which was pretty common but this time it sounded worst than it's ever been making you worry about Max and even Billy despite how he treated you. You went back to trying to focus on your homework when you heard a tap at your window making you look up and see a busted-up Billy standing there making you sigh. You opened your window and told him to come in still unsure why he came out of all people, you watched as he took a seat on your bed.

"Is Max okay?" You asked him trying to break the awkward silence.

"She wasn't home when it happened. Sorry for um showing up like this I didn't know where else to go." He said quietly.

"You're fine. How badly hurt are you?" You asked him as you walked into the bathroom to grab the first aid kit.

"I think it's just my face." He said as you walked back into your room and sat next to him on the bed.

You started cleaning up his cuts and you couldn't help but notice how pretty his eyes were up close, but part of you knew that Billy only saw this as a moment of weakness and would probably go back to hating you tomorrow.

"There you go. I'd say most of your cuts will heal up in a day or two." You said to him as you stood up to put the first aid kit away.

"Can I ask why you helped me well even let me instead of turning me away?" He asked you.

"Well Billy despite you being a total dick to me and your sister, I still care about you and your wellbeing, and trust me I thought about leaving you out there but I also knew that there had to be some reason you came to my window." You said.

"It wasn't intentional all those times, yes Max annoys me 90% of the time but I do care for her in some way and I got jealous when she kept bringing you up and how awesome you were and told me not to scare you off. I came because I had hoped that maybe since you cared about Max then maybe you would help me." He said.

That night you two spent the most night talking and finding out that you two had a lot in common and eventually falling asleep in each other's arms. The next morning you woke up shocked to find Billy's arm around you but it made you smile a bit that he didn't get up and leave.

"Thanks for letting me crash here last night." He said as you walked out of the bathroom after getting changed.

"No worries. You are welcome here anytime you need it." You said giving him a small smile knowing that this was probably going to be the last time you speak to him.

After Billy left you finished getting ready for school, shaking off that weird feeling that you had in your stomach now that he was gone. You grabbed your bag and headed downstairs to grab some breakfast before heading off to school like you usually do. Once you arrived at school, you were surprised to see Billy standing at your locker.

"Hey again." You said as you approached his locker.

"Hey, you were gone before I could offer you a ride to school." He said making you look at him confused.

"A ride?" You asked him.

"Yeah since we're friends now or at least I hope we are. I could give you a ride to and from school if you like?" He asked.

"We are and I would like that but won't it ruin your reputation by hanging out with me?" You asked him.

"Like I said we're friends now, so that means friends hang out right?"He asked.

"They do, just making sure you aren't messing with me." You said to him making him laugh.

"You never. You showed me kindness last night that I hadn't been shown in long time." He said making you smile.

From that point on you and Billy Hargrove became fast friends and even Max was a little upset by it at first but was happy to see another side to her brother.

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nekassvariigs · 2 years

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"This one's reserved"

SFW , Fluff.

crocodile x reader

You always wondered why he never put rings on that finger, he'd always wear the flashiest diamonds and most intricate exspensive golds on his hands however solely refused to take up space on his hand.

He likes looking exspensive so why didnt he add another?

"Could it be?" The thought flashed your mind. Maybe he leaves it bare because hes reserving it for a wedding ring.. You thought.

Its the right hand and the right finger is he really that type of man? To hold him in high enough proper standarts to avoid using jewlery for that purpose alone. The thought made you blush a little.

"How modest of him.." you giggled.

"What is?" A voice from the shadows erupted, gleaming brown eyes reflecting sunlight.

"Oh nothing.." you kept smiling.

"Go on i'm waiting." He waited, stepping out of the shadows he leaned back in his chair white smoke lingering from his cigar.

"I don't think youre interested in old fashion modesty, are you?" You leaned on the table beside him scooting over some of his papers.

"Who knows, is this the reason youre acting like a school girl?" His answer was as dry as sand.

"Not really no." You lied looking at the way he puffed his cigar. Every finger coated in gold except one huh.

"In any case get off the table i have work to do." He demanded making you push yourself off the wodden desk.

Not to assume but was he avoiding your questioning?

You smiled to yourself for the last time nearing his door until you stopped. He didnt ask you to leave like he usually does, you dared to test your limits trying to overstay your welcome you headed for the large bookshelf grabbing out a book.

Crocodiles eyes followed you slowly watching what youre doing, not like he cared but somehow it was nice to have company for once. He thought.

You knew how dismissive and heardheaded this man was, how little he trusted those around him and not to mention how hard was it to even begin to make him talk to you like two proper adults not wanting to kill eachother.

You flipped the book on its back reading the introduction of it then you pried open the first page starting to read.

A while passed eventually Crocodile butted out his cigar cutting it with a neat machine for another use.

Some time passed as you were now on the fiftieth page of the book enticed in the story it told, until you looked over his direction. He was sitting silently filing out paperwork ,somehow he looked a little at peace, not guarded a bit relaxed. It was a refershing sight.

You gently smiled at the view and with a poof your book came to a close. You didnt want to disturb him so you got up quietly putting the book back ,your feet nearing the door out of his office.

In the back of your head you could feel a gaze, he was eyeing you again. The question seemed to bother him a little.

You opened the door and before he got to annoy you more with his dry and uninformative answers you headed out.

You made your way to the kitchen many floors below his office, asking the chefs at his casino for some hot water and tea.

"Whats the occasion las'?" The cook asked unusual of you to order anything here.

"Oh you know, showing some courtesy to the big bad man."

"Hmm i see, take this in that case.

He offered you a small bag filled with crumpled up leaves no doubt tea, with a bit of a crunch you opened it, nose filling with the scent of ginger and florals.

"Do you mind if i get some utensils and hot water with it?"

"Not at all, here you go kid." the man replied offering you a nice tray with some sugar lemon and a tiny flower in an even tinier vase.

"How cute.." you observed the little flower.

"Think he's the type to care for flowers?"

"Dont think so, but if you are keep the water changed every few days, should bloom beautifully." he added trying not to talk about his boss all too much.

The flower was maybe a bit bigger than a timy rock, a very floral white it had for petals, you wanted to nurture it and see it bloom.

Making your way back into his office you put down the tray on the book-table the tiny flower dangling in the middle of it.

"Care for some tea?" You offered politley. Hearing nothing.

Back to his old self again?

Crocodile was so much in the zone he actually didnt even notice you entering as this was a very important contract he had to decide on, he was wondering about expanding the casino buisness for a while now however not in the same town or country.

You poured yourself two cups of tea the aroma of ginger filling the air around you. You placed a few sliced of lemon on the side of the cupholder and a pair of sugar cubes, not knowing how he likes his tea you prepared for the occasion anyway.

"Thanks." He kept reading the contract.

You paused for a second, giving the authorative male a quick glance, he wasn't even focused on his surroundings he spaced out so much that he of all people thanked for tea from you.

You slightly chuckled daring to press your hand against his shoulder before walking off a second time.

He felt the warmth on his side however still too distracted with the contract to care.

"In order of offering our land in the country of-" he stopped focusing. He had been reading far too much and all these logistics were making his brain aggitated. He lit the cigar taking the cup in hand didnt bother with sugar or lemon. He admired the taste afterall he picked it for the mènu.

"I wouldnt call it modesty," He exhaled a cloud of weak smoke, "This one's reserved for something better than gaudy jewelry."

"Theres something better than gold for you?" you piqued not expecting him to start talking about feelings what so ever.

"Mm." his voice rumbled deep in his chest, it was interesting how little yet how much he can exspose you to his inner world.

You smiled understandingly, "Cheers to that." You drank in odd silence, Crocodile held something back that day.

- 5 days later -

You had taken care of the flower everyday watering it putting it in shade and in the sun making sure to relish the hard work and consistency you gave it.

Ah if only work could be this easy.

Thankfully your errands dropped before you had the chance to start them, you didnt ask about it either, happily taking the day off.

It was around midday, you were busy continuing the book and all of a sudden the sound of metal on wood alerted you, something fell..

You got up to check, still rolling right under the beautifully bloomed flower layed a slim gold ring.

Your eyes wide as how it got in the room in the first place you picked it up setting it on your finger for experimentation. It fit at best your middle finger however once switching one over it slided on perfectly not willing to budge.

"Hmm, this is nice." you liked how it looked, chique but extrordinary something about it made you like it more and more.

Few knocks and no wait for an answer the door opened the tall figure welcoming himself in.

"Anything wrong?" you asked him.

"No, simply sweeping the perimiter, i seem to have lost something." he looked at you.

"?" you stared stupidly at him.

"Maybe it was this?" You showed you hand to him the golden ring sitting on your ring finger perfectly.

"Got married or are you just bragging?"

Your face flushed. "W-What neither i just found this thing in my room."

He hummed staring at you, hand reaching for his cigar you noticed the spot on his hand that was empty a few days before was now enticed in a simple thick wedding band.

"Youre joking right?" you were shocked.

"What."

"Well hello something better than gold? but its there anyway."

"It's different." He calmly stated taking your hand in his, he kissed your knuckle leaving you speachless.

"This one is for you and me."

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