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thxliaaa · 2 years

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don't make me choose | steve harrington

a short story

synopsis - you decided to let steve choose between you and her.

pairing/s - steve harrington x reader, mentions of steve harrington x nancy wheeler

warning/s - fighting, cursing, reader not being the first choice, angst

author's note - finally back with an angst ;) i thought of this short story while i was in class. don't ask me how and don't ask me why. anyways enjoy my lovelies <3

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“What is up with you tonight?”

Steve scoffed at your sudden outburst towards him as soon as you entered your apartment. “Me? That’s rich coming from you” He retorted back as you looked up to him from your eyelashes.

You had gotten into a little altercation with Nancy at the Byers’ house tonight. It was nothing physical, although a few unkind words were exchanged in the process. On the way home, Steve had ignored you, and whenever you would try to start a conversation with him, he would just roll his eyes and scoff at you.

“I haven’t done anything to you! You’re the one who’s acting like bullshit!” You shouted at him as he turned to look at you with a sour look on his face. “Really? You’re really gonna act like nothing happened with you and Nancy tonight? Great.” He scoffed once more.

You looked at him in disbelief, so that’s why he’s been acting like that all night? Because of Nancy?

He tossed the keychain on the kitchen counter as he stomped up the stairs and went to the bedroom, you quickly followed him, opening the door then slamming it to make your presence known.

“What the fuck, Steve? Are you seriously taking her side? I’m your girlfriend for fuck’s sake!” You pointed out as he snickered at you. “I’m taking her side because you’re being immature right now!” He stated as he stood up from the bed and went back down to the kitchen.

Again, rushing downstairs, you see him take a glass from the cabinet and fill it up with alcohol. “Steve Harrington, I am talking to you right now! Do not run away from me!” You exclaimed as you took the glass away from him.

He let out an annoyed sigh as he turned to look at you. “It was a little thing, (Y/N)! You could’ve let it go but you didn’t! Instead, you made a big deal out of it and decided to humiliate Nancy!”

“Humiliate Nancy? She started it! Why are you even siding with her when you know she’s in the wrong!” You cried out as he put his hands on his waist, “I’m taking her side because clearly you’re acting very immature right now. And she’s our friend, (Y/N)! For God’s sake, you’re an adult! Act like one!” He stated, the words that came out from his mouth shattered you, on the inside and on the outside.

You looked at him with hurt in your eyes as he rolled his eyes. “Don’t look at me like that, that is so fucked up”

In this moment, he showed his true colors. He never really moved on. In those nine months that you two were dating, you would expect him to side with you all the time just like he always did. But turns out, you could never compete with Nancy, not even close. So, you decided to give him a choice.

“Me or Nancy?”

Steve was suddenly taken aback by what you said. “What?” he said in a soft whisper. “I said Me or Nancy?”

“No, no, don’t do that” He said, shaking his head, clearly unable to make a choice. “Why not, Steve?” You asked as he kept on shaking his head.

“Don’t make me choose between you and her” He said looking you directly in your eyes. You tilted your head, tears threatening to fall. “Why? Cause you’ll choose her?”

“Yeah, I choose her” Steve said as you let out a sigh. The two of you stood there for a good minute, not moving until you finally decided to grab your car keys wanting to get away from that place as soon as you could.

As you got into the car, the tears that you were holding back finally started rolling down your cheeks. Deep down, you were expecting Steve to come out chasing after you. You wanted him to come out to apologize to you. Yet he never did.

In the end, you were only the second choice. If he really did love you, there wouldn't be a choice at all. But turns out, there was. And he will always choose Nancy.

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reve-writes · 1 year

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—deceit; touya todoroki.

ʚ todoroki touya x reader | my hero academia | 0,9k words. ʚ you're a respected hero who was fooled into believing that dabi has changed, that he's willing to repent. in actuality, he used you to siphon intel to the league of villains. ʚ profanities; angst; sad ending. ʚ a/n me when i write more sad stuff.

“Leave,” you spit out, anger bubbling in your stomach and you visibly shake from it. “Get out of my house.”

The term your house is true. This is your apartment, but it was his, too. One of his jackets still hang behind the door from the last time he wore it. His slippers lay neatly in your shoe rack in the entryway. There are food in your fridge that he purchased from your last grocery store trip. Everything has his name written all over it, and you haven't had time to erase it.

As much as you want to, the police and the Hero Public Safety Comission have been all over you. You're suspected of treason because you were harbouring the notorious Dabi, even though when he came to you, he told you he wanted to change and needed your help. You should've called the cops on him, but perhaps it's your saviour complex or perhaps it's his persuasive way of talking. You didn't. You ended up letting him in your house.

One thing led to the other and the two of you had something. It looked a lot like love, but it wasn't. It was deception. He used you. You never had qualms about Hawks doing the same thing to infiltrate the League of Villains, but it hurt.

He sits at the edge of your open window, letting the night breeze brush against his naturally white hair colour. His blue eyes peer at you, keeping his head against the window frame. One of his legs are folded close to his body, foot firmly planted on your windowsill while the other dangles lifelessly out the window.

“I would have come back sooner or later, sweetheart.”

Angry tears prick the corners of your eyes. “Don't call me that.”

You rummage through your sofa, coffee table and kitchen counters to find your phone. You made a mistake once and you won't fall for it the second time. You're calling the cops on him as much as you don't want to.

“I'm holding onto this for now,” he says, waving his hand that is holding your phone.

You dash forward for the phone, closer to him—and it was too close. As if he burns, you jolt back. He pulls his hand back, your phone dangles dangerously outside.

“Give it back,” you demand. “You fucking asshole.”

Touya's gaze soften when he turns to look at you. You scoff. What a great actor.

“I missed you too.”

“Shut the hell up, Touya.” You wince. The name is too familiar—personal. You swear not to call him that again. “Why are you here? Don't you dare lie to me.”

“I never did.” He shrugs.

You scoff. “If you're going to be a piece of shit, the least you can do is admit it.”

“I never did,” he insists. “Not once. I meant everything I said to you. I meant all the sappy shit—the I love yous, the pillowtalks.”

“You expect me to believe this?” You ask indignantly. Does he really think you're that naive? That stupid? Does he really think you're so easy to fool?

He sighs, closing his eyes, knocking his head back on the window frame. “You can't seriously believe that there was nothing.”

The problem is: you can't. You don't think that when he wakes up early to cook you breakfast is just part of the act. Or when he washes and dries your hair. Or when he brings home little things—sometimes desserts or keychains or a little do-it-yourself kit to do together. Or when he traces your skin. Or when he kisses you so passionately your lips turn swollen and red.

You swallow. “No.”

His eyes light up ever-so-slightly. “Yeah? We really had something, didn't we?”

“This is what you're here for?” you ask angrily. “To what? Rub salt on my wound? Feel some sort of validation from me?”

“I'm here to say sorry,” he rasps softly. “Fuck. I couldn't let it end the way it did.”

Your mind rewinds back to that fateful day when your team attacked their hideout. You see him, standing victoriously with a satisfied smirk as he watches you. You remember trying desperately to get everyone out—it was a trap, after all. They had known in advance.

He had known in advance.

From you.

Wreckage. Injury. Deaths. All on your conscience because you couldn't keep your mouth shut. Trusted a convict a little too much. You thought you would be the one to change him, but he was still a villain.

“What's the point?” You sigh out, slumping on your sofa, tracing the expanse of his skin on the night-sky backdrop. You hate him. You love him. Is it possible to feel both simultaneously?

“I don't know, sweetheart. Fuck.” He runs a hand through his hair. He truly doesn't know. “I'll go.”

His hand twitches, wanting to reach out to you. There's a strong desire to comfort you as you sit dejectedly on your couch, even though it's caused by him. He turns, ready to hop off your window, but you call out.

“Touya.”

He likes his name when it falls from your lips. Without turning to look at you, he answers, “Yes?”

“If — If I ask you to stay, right now. If I say, it's okay, come back to me, would you?” You ask, your chest tightening. “Would you leave everything behind? For me?”

Touya wields fire. Fire bends to his will and to the winds, but he doesn't. He's an immovable thing, like Excalibur fixed in the stone and you aren't the one who holds the power to draw it out. You know it. You don't even know why you bother asking.

“I'm sorry,” he says, jumping off, leaving your phone on the windowsill. You don't rush forward to see where he goes. You slowly walk to the window, geabbing your phone and dialling the Hero Public Safety Comission.

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#touya todoroki x you #touya todoroki x reader #dabi x reader #—ki writes 🍯

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buggyandthebartoclub · 8 months

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Some SFW Goofy / Silly HC's for Shachi!! For my beloved @mandiemegatron - my beloved Shachi mutual <3 THESE HC ARE SFW MY BLOG IS NOT head the warnings above! Ageless blogs without 'adult' in bio will be blocked if you interact!

Goofy/Random Shachi HC's (Silly/Goofy Shachi in love at the bottom as a bonus)

Music taste alternates between heavy rock and the cringiest shit you’ve ever heard bc it made him laugh ( He and Penguin listen to bbno$ and Yung Gravy, and I think that’s hilarious - pry that one from my cold dead hands.)

LOVES puns. I mean, just look at his fucking hat!

Also loves being cheesy/cheesy stuff. Silly poses, cringe outfits, bad puns, b rated movies, tacky patterns, you name it. If it makes a normal person cringe even just a little he LOVES it! (Again.. look at his hat!)

Also likes cute stuff like Law, but not embarrassed by it (see above point) and will go overboard w it if he’s messing w Law (imagine that one post of them all going to see the barbie movie?? Pen made Law promise for them dress up for it but Shachi got the outfits ready that’s how I imagined that happening anyway )

Either super great or absolute dog shit at games. No in between. Avoids the ones he sucks at like the plague. Is a sore loser and WILL pout if he’s lost enough times (still pouts even if he only loses a little but its more subtle and he can get over it quicker lol)

His jokes/humor are also the same as his style and game talents, His jokes are usually cheesy, and either really fuckin funny or absolute cringiest shit you’ve ever heard, almost no in-between

Loves pranks. Goes without saying really

Has this uncanny knack for finding things people would be unable to decide if they like or not, like say a keychain of their fave character for example, but the character is doing some weird bizarre ooc shit or its some on the most unhinged knock off of the original they’ve ever seen

Will tell you wrong information with his whole ass chest. He believes it. He is a a bit dumbass. Himbo-y if you will. Is shocked when he realizes he is in fact wrong and thinks you’re fucking with him. Always takes a minute to convince him he’s actually wrong even though no one is ever fucking with him when they tell him he’s wrong NOT saying he is rude or mean about it is just genuinely shocked he’s wrong what do you MEAN you’re serious that much salt doesn’t go in there you’re just trying to mess him up haha Ikaku… oh shit Ikaku was serious!! that was too much salt wtf!!

Hes always joking so he thinks everyone else is too sometimes… to his own detriment occasionally lol, always says sorry after for not taking them seriously after with an embarrassed laugh ————Silly/Goofy in Love Shachi HC’s————

Mad dumb when in love/crushing

Im talking giggly, wiggly, ramp up the funny guy act by 10 (at first, he does chill out the longer the crush lasts/the more he’s around them/the more developed the relationship is)

Mixes up words a lot and says lots of goofy shit, esp when trying to be punny AND flirty, his poor brain can’t always keep up

Heartfelt/over the top romantic, gets pretty cheesy

Cheesy is honestly core staple of his personality, you have to love laughing and having fun to be with him for sure because that’s what fills most of your days together if you’re with him

Is a tickle monster, uses it to his advantage to get more cuddles and/or kisses in And make his partner laugh

If he thinks something about him turns his partner/crush on/they like that about him will go out of his way to try and show off even after getting together. Like his arms? Will tie down the top half of his suit and claim to be hot while working.. when its super cold lol - not subtle at all, plays dumb when teased about it

Dishes it out way harder than he can take it, is a bit of a baby if teased too much- will deny at all costs. Still tells you if it was a good burn tho later on

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kita-shinsuke-whore · 2 years

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A MISERABLE CHRISTMAS

TW: Fluff.

A month after New Year has passed.

A new year is finally here and you are now back single after breaking up with Ushijima last two months ago. It's hurt. It really does but you tried to focus on yourself. You take care of your skincare, you started to try on new dresses and styles, you tried to hang out with people from other schools and of course, you met new people after transferring to new class.

You managed to block all the toxicity from your life but somehow you feel miserable after what you have said that to Tendou.

Ushijima had two months of cheating with someone else's and the one that broke the truth to you was your own junior. You're in your second year of highschool now and you tried to turn into a new leaf.

As you're going down the stairs to the cafeteria, someone's accidentally bumped their shoulder into yours.

"Oh, sorry!!", he said. He didn't said much but he flashed his smile...a very warm and nice smile that makes you feel so comfortable. He turned around at you to see if you're okay and you took a glance at his nametag.

Semi Eita.

He has white hairs, pretty eyes and the most obvious one...his warm personality.

"It's fine", you said to him. You walked down the stairs again and you bought yourself a sandwich and a strawberry milk. As you're about to take out your phone from your pocket, you realise...nothing is inside your pocket. You got panicked and ran to your class as soon as possible.

When you're going upstairs to go to your class, you saw Tendou is talking to Ushijima. You walked away faster because you just hated to face them now. Finally reaching the class door, you saw Semi guy is standing infront of your class while calling your name.

"Is there Y/N L/N here??", he said. But no one is answering him. "I think she went out. To the toilet i guess?", one of your classmates said to him. He nodded his head and when he turned around, both of you made an eye contact. He didn't break them and so do you.

"I'm...Y/N", you told him. He walked up to you and smiled again. "You dropped your phone. I guess it slipped out from your pocket.", he grins as he handing out your item to you. You bowed and thanked him. You realise he might be your crush now...

When he is about to walk away, you grabbed his hand and called his name. "Wait, Semi!", you said.

"Ehh, yes??", he looked at you confusedly. "Can...Wait, may I know which class you're from? And are you free this evening?", you asked him.

"Oh, that's all you wanted to know? Well, I'm from Second Year and the Fourth Class and yes, I am free this evening", he replied to you.

"Can we go to the nearest cafe around here? I wanted to show my gratitude to you", you said. He smiled again and patted your head. "I would loved to!", he said. He seriously make you feel so fluffy.

That evening, both of you went out to the nearest Starbucks and you paid for his drink. "Thank you for paying my drink.", he said. "No worries, I'm happy. But...how do you know it's my phone that you're holding to?", you asked him.

"Your keychain has your name craved on it... It's basically Y/N L/N", Semi said again. "Wait, which club are you from? Calligraphy isnt it?", he suddenly get interested in you. "Yea...I am. How about you?", you asked him. "I'm basically in a volleyball team. You know right our school has like the best volleyball team?", Semi said. He laughed proudly after saying that. Well, it's a fact.

"Oh wow. A volleyball player... That's great!", you said. It's not so great. Oh, why do you have to get stucked with every volleyball player like, what is your fate with them?

Weeks passed by and you're getting closer with Semi. Ushijima does realized what happened between both of you. Rumours about his new girlfriend cheated on him spreaded all over the school too. Some said she dated him for popularity. Some said just for satisfaction.

Once Ushijima broke up with his new girlfriend, he tried to contact you back but you have moved on and not going back to him.

You knew how much your feelings are growing back because of this Semi Eita guy. He is so mesmerising and makes you fell from him just by looking at his smile.

You two get to know eachother until April. That's when the spring season started and so do you two. Ushijima regretted the fact he cheated on you. You moved on, you're doing well, you trusted yourself and you give someone else's a chance to get into your heart.

Timeskip.

Ushijima watched how you walked on the aisle in your wedding dress that makes you looked way too alluring and gorgeous. Your father put your hand into Semi's and he walked away. Semi holds your hand tight. Then, the wedding ceremony started with the vow session.

Once the vow session ended, the priest asked Semi as the groom to kiss you. Semi wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you closer to him. He then slowly kissed you passionately infront of the guests and everyone clapped their hands. Ushijima closed his eyes to shut down the feelings of jealousy from watching your lovely day. Semi is a great guy. He is loyal and stay with you since 17 till the age of 25. 8 years of waiting worth it.

The wedding that happened on Christmas day.

You married your own soulmate.

#semi eita #haikyuu angst #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu pov #ushijima angst #tendou angst #haikyuu oneshot #Spotify

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moonlight-melts · 11 months

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Flying Type, Fairy Type and Dragon Type for one of your “Persona 5” f/os, with whom you did that ship template recently. Though Goro and Akira (or was it Ren?) look the most interesting.

I’m unfamiliar with most of your f/os, but at least I already researched those guys.

– villain-in-love

Hi, thanks for the ask!! :D

So, I'm gonna answer for them both ! I do use Akira as his first name (Ren is another name used by the fandom, the one from the anime adaptation. Problems of having a character with multiple names depending on mediums :|) ! :')

Anyway!

🪶Flying Type🪶: What’s something that your F/O does that makes your heart soar? Something you do that makes their stomach fluttery?

For Goro... Well, it's gonna sound cliché, but the way he laughs. A genuine laugh from him is reaaaaally rare. It's a bit squeaky, and it's adorable (don't tell him I said that, lol) and it makes me do the heart eyes. As for something I do... He did mention liking it when I get all fired up (as in, angry) but no idea if he was being sarcastic or not lol.

Akira does this thing when he doesn't understand something where he looks like a bewildered cat. Seriously, it has to be the cutest thing ever. And the other way around... Okay, so, uh, I tend to be a teeny-tiny bit competitive. Juuuust a little bit (lies. Never play games against me I'm the worst). Apparently he thinks it's kinda hot-

🧚Fairy Type🧚: If you had to pick a fairy tale to describe your relationship, what one would you pick? Why?

Ehhh... That's a tough one, I don't know that many fairy tales.

For Goro, maybe The Beauty and the Beast? I don't know how to explain exactly I just feel like it fits :0 Kinda in the "you're not ugly or broken you really just need someone to be kind to you" way.

As for Akira, errr... I've been looking for like an hour but I can't find anything that really fits :') Sorry-

🐉Dragon Type🐉: What would your F/O secretly hoard? How would you find out about it?

I know for a fact that Goro hoards Featherman-related trinkets. He just does.

Akira tends to keep things that remind him of people he loves. Goro's glove in canon is a great example, he has a ring I forgot at Leblanc (he doesn't want to give it back- I don't mind much though), a keychain Haru recieved twice by mistake... This kind of thing. He has a surprisingly big amount of these.

That's about it! Thanks for the ask!

#remind me that i still live 📰#wage war on gravity 🎴#ask game

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bearded-shepherd · 2 years

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Let’s Talk: Is it time to fukin LARP homies?

In minecraft of course... but in all seriousness with a basically illegitimate SCOTUS with the 6-3 loaded in a barrel, shooting down every civil protection we have at the moment, Jan 6 hearings being worse than Watergate, and the growing number of hate crimes recently...

It’s time to know the basics: From Voting to Defense

1) Voting (of course) but not only in the general elections, you should also be aware in the midterms, special elections, primaries, referendums, school board, etc. Talk to your runners and canvas for them if ya can.

[ Check Voting Registration | Check Elections news/updates | Check States’ Voting ID Laws ]

2) Donations, this can be anything ya care for, there are a like hundreds of orgs to donate to. A lot of shit is happening everywhere so please check your sources thoroughly.

does anyone have a donation spreadsheet or something? I would love to share that.

3) Know your neighbors, say a quick hello, take a gander at your surroundings (spot a confederate flag yet? I sure have), lurk on your neighborhood’s facebook page for all I care. Take time to look at your local news or your state’s reddit page. July 4 is coming soon, see which neighbors to lean on in case of emergencies. (Yes this also includes natural disasters).

4) Mindful protesting (no brainer), how to safely protest ya may ask (or not)? You’ve probably seen the protester chart with the Hong Kong protester decked out in all nines.

yep.

5) Resources & First Aid, this is very broad, but it’s resources we should have whether it’s physical or instructional.

6) Protection, ya know this was bound to happen and no this is not some ‘take over the government shtick’, this is to ‘protect your self if some rightoid militia gets antsy and starts parading in their big ass SILVERADO for your upcoming death in your neighborhood’ (:

To reiterate, KNOW YOUR NEIGHBOR(s). If you live in a decently sized town/city, join some communities like your local chapter DSA or SRA or something

[ Democratic Socialists of America | Socialist Rifle Association ]

Tools! I mean why do conservative get to have all the ‘fun’ right?

Yes, Im pro-2nd amendment, Yes I’m down for adequate gun laws, No I do not like open/conceal carry (doesn’t matter if ya have a permit) in public spaces.

Check your state’s weapon laws, sign up for some training, hell take up martial arts/self defense classes. Know what best suits you. If you KNOW that you’re not at the mental capacity to handle a knife, gun, pepper spray, etc then do not get one. If you have someone you deeply and I mean deeply trust with your life, ask them to get proper training and invest in a tool of some sort.

While you yourself can either invest in first aid, body armor (do know that everything has an expiration date), stun flashlight, the lil keychain defense thingy’s | home surveillance, or car surveillance (great for insurance actually).

Great Youtubers to watch for Gun / gun control / gun safety

Tacticool Girlfriend | Beau of the Fifth Column gun/gun control series

For those who say ‘fuck no’ to guns, lemme tell ya about history. If ya really want to get rid of guns, ya want the republican politicians to quiver in their boots knowing that more and more minorities are buying them. Turn the page to section B for the Black Panther party.

#politics #us politics #voting #jan 6 hearings #protesting #first aid #gun rights #first amendment #second amendment #self defense #donations #in minecraft #scotus

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candysweetposts · 2 years

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Day 169

Edit: I changed some stuff.

Bad lighting, I get it.

Description:

Those are Cordelia and Alexander Làmour. Their parents are Alice and Ren Làmour. They are twins, around 10-13 years old (yeah, I can't decide). They are the same height (approximately 150 cm or 4'11) and almost the same weight. Alex came out a bit earlier, making him the big brother. They're both geniuses but focus this "ability" on different things, Alexander on computers and Cordelia on literature.

As twins, they're expected to look and think alike but that's not the case here. They're quite the opposite in lots of things. Still, they resemble Alice and Alan in some way, Alex being a goofy boy and very cheerful like his uncle, and Cordelia being creative and delicate like her mom. Besides that, they have this aura around them from their father, the elegance and seriousness.

There isn't much about their past since they're still very young in compassion with the others. Something notable is that they got separated from their mother for a while when they were like 3 years old or so but then she came back. Some other things from the present day: they're both at a very prestigious school, the one that the king went to as well and they're currently training.

Their relationship with their parents it's a good one. Alex likes to ask his dad for advice and Delia talks with her mom all the time. Both of them admire their dad for his position and think that their mom is pretty cool. The only problem is that their parents don't spend so much time with them because they are both busy with their jobs. This made Alex and Delia feel a bit lonely.

Now, let's take them separately:

Cordelia is a kind girl but with a bit of an attitude sprinkled. She loves writing stories and reading some from famous authors and even from AO3 or Wattpad. Her tastes are very peculiar. She prefers stories with lots of details and complicated words, mostly romance and fantasy. She also likes collecting cute keychains and has a big wooden box where she keeps them all. She's a good girl and a good student and likes respecting the rules. She doesn't like delinquents or anything that they do. She can't stand being in a dirty place making her very angry especially when she witnesses her brother's room. She dreams big like any child, seeing herself as a famous author who has her books adapted into movies or a screenwriter. She likes wearing cute and elegant outfits in soft colors, like her mom. She mostly chooses dresses with ballerina flats with some accessories and other times shirts with skirts and some loafers. She's not so interested in training but that doesn't mean she doesn't want to be a great fighter. She has a blog where she writes almost daily about her life and story ideas. She thinks that her brother is a bit dumber than her but that doesn't mean she doesn't love him. She does love him very much and appreciates every moment spent with him.

Alex is pretty much a tech guy. He loves everything that is related to computers and how they work and also gaming, of course. He loves playing online games with his friends. He is extroverted and loves interacting with people of any kind of age. He likes speaking in public and is not afraid to speak his mind. He wants to do a lot in the future: making his own games, becoming a youtuber, becoming a master of coding, having his own company, etc. For now, he's learning as much as he can. He's also into music and listens a lot while studying. He doesn't like to be treated like a child or when someone looks down on him just because he's young. He also doesn't like spicy food and romantic movies. For a nerd, he likes traveling and exploring new places. He likes wearing hoodies, jeans, converse, cool accessories, and also elegant clothes, shirts (sometimes patterned), suit pants, and leather shoes. Sometimes he combines these two styles. He wants to get piercings when he gets older because he thinks he would look better like that. He loves his younger sister and will do anything to protect her.

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simonsmandarine · 2 months

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starting my last-minute young royals rewatch before s3 LET'S GO

choir scene my beloved

wille looks so small standing in the middle of the corridor :(((

i love how simon's first scene (other than the choir) starts with a close up of his middle finger keychain

poor sara but she's so perceptive

to THAT picture??? wille looks so miserable felice stand UP

girl...... your hand

felice skipping dinner

simon jumping in immediately so linda doesn't worry as much about sara's integration at school

why does alexander have to go knock on everyone's door do they not have alarms

why are we ranking crimes

the liberal bullshit at the classroom makes me so mad like i'm sure your parents struggle a lot henry

THANK YOU SIMON

wille really isn't used to people challenging the ideals he grew up being exposed to

THEIR FIRST PROPER INTERACTION IS SO PERFECT

hillerska is so pretty tho i kinda wanna study there

im gonna be honest the first time i watched ep 1 i thought salice was gonna happen

you can't convince me simon didn't say he had to go just to see if wille would follow

wille probably had the song stuck in his head ever since he heard it

his sigh while he says simon's singing was beautiful oh wille you never stood a chance

WHAT A GREAT ENDING TO A GREAT PILOT

ok ep 2 let's go

this tradition is so dumb "9 out of 10" stfu

the brief eye contact SNANDJ

hello cool wille

fredrika is like "i could fix him"

the bro tap NSNXJSJX simon was NOT expecting that

poor simon bless ayub and rosh but there's nothing wrong with wanting to leave the small city

august really thought wille was jerking off and STILL waltzed into the room and took his phone

simon still tries to be included and the others just ignore him

at least now wille is coming to the rescue

august did NOT think this psychologist visit through he's just used to getting everything his way

i really wanted to see how wille and simon got in the same table to study

wille was so sad that simon wasn't coming to practice lmaoo

oh felice that's not why he was smiling at you

fuck you august

so convincing wille you're doing great

why do you have to download an app to use the bus

wille was like i'm just like youuu you're just like meeee

like bby no

he's holding the hot dog so elegantly

ayub's little nudge gets me everytime

simon is so giddy i can't

way to start a conversation august

simon and his unspecified citrus fruit

ok but are the rest of the boys taking august seriously rn 😭😭😭

oh shit it's movie time already

wilmon seating next to each other once again

also stedrika cuddling the same way the straight couple next to them is

i always hold my breath during this scene

the way wille LOOKS at simon

simon is so scared he read this all wrong

but it just took him a bit longer to realize he wants it too

another rude ending

EPISODE 3

MUSIC ROOM SCENE

i need to know what simon was going to say

aw i love sara and felice together

the way wille LOOKS at simon pt 100

so much happened in just 10 minutes wtf this show's pacing is insane

why is august so involved in parents day

they were so happy looking forward to their weekend alone :((

smysan hasn't seen her daughter in months and one of the first things she asks her is wilhelm

"glances and stuff" me when i'm delusional

this mf did this on purpose

wille is so flustered stopp

the close up on the phone. ouch.

the way smysan immediately turned her head towards felice lmaooo

i mean it's very easy to misinterpret that wille ajnxjdj

this simon with s2e6 wille

boyfriends who beat up august together

felice wtf STAND UP

him ignoring the phone call......

why was wille the last one to know they shouldn't have let the news come out until after the whole family knew the royal family must have the power to do that

and why is he learning that THROUGH THE PHONE

episode 4 now

it's so cruel how the last thing erik said to wille was see you soon

the "broken" title card....

this show does transitions so well

he kinda looks like he did in ep 1 when he was left alone in the corridor

them sitting on opposite sides with all the empty space between them. simon facing him but wille facing forward. never even looking at simon.

malin my wife

simon always taking care of everyone

he looks so defeated poor bby but so done too

this scene 💀

not august putting felices hand back up i never noticed that

he's so insuferable godddd

"was it royal" LMFAOOO

i do love salice as friends sm

august you are RIDICULOUS "dump him" exactly

wille completely ignoring simon

sara's expression sends me ajjdjdjsjjx it's the right reaction to have

why do people with old money act like that "The Society" yall are silly

terrible terrible way of coping

how did he walk all the way to bjarstad

I REALLY LIKE YOU

and then they walked all the way back to hillerska that's crazy

can i just say i love it's wille that's going down on simon

...... well

why would he do that??? was he planning on saving it for blackmail material or smth or was it just for shits and giggles

alright episode 5

their golden morning 🥺

i like to think that simon forced wille to shower and brush his teeth for my own sanity

simon being the one being cared for for once :((

fish scene my BELOVED

girl solidarity we love to see it

i understand wille was just trying to talk to simon and wasn't gonna say he had to blame him for the drugs but the way he went about it was awful simon had every right to snap and walk away

many people say it's weird that august keeps watching the video but i think it's just bc he knows the power it holds and he can't quite believe it

this song makes me feel a little bit unwell, it's not even one of my favorite uses of music on the show but the song itself is so fucking GOOD

yes stand your ground felice

i recognize that wille is being so vulnerable here and that's not easy and simon can see that BUT come on if you had blamed simon it would've ruined his life it's not just a matter of you not wanting to loose him

the lyrics to samurai swords :(((

sara looks so beautiful

this is betrayal from simon too like he didn't even tell sara he had visited micke MULTIPLE TIMES

FUCK

they're fucked

oof. episode 6 now

i LOVE the way it starts

even the little kid knows who simon is

yeah kristina i don't think that's what wille needs to hear rn

im sorry but wanting sara to go back to marieberg is beyond cruel if the bullying she had to endure there was so bad she had to repeat a year

simon also did made a sacrifice going to hillerska for sara

ok that was quite insensitive sara

they're literally wearing the colors of the swedish flag.......

ohhh the beginning of sargust i don't necessarily ship them but i think they're so interesting

i love this scene sm i mean it's painful but it's so good omar and frida are so GOOD

i think even here simon doesn't quite believe wille will do it but he wants to believe it so bad

"what if i just want to be with him" STOP

but like. ofc he wasn't gonna say it was him he's just a kid and he is under so much pressure

but it's heartbreaking bc he told simon he would and now he just left him to deal with everything by himself

"i have chosen not to get involved in any emotional relationships" that's the worst part

that's why the other students are so shocked in s3 bc after this statement they didn't think simon and wille had anything serious

but like. wille really thought he could go back on his word and then simon would be ok w it and everything could stay the way it was

like simon said, he just expects everything to be on his terms

he probably got that from his mom

wille breaking his promise wasn't even strike 1 or 2 this has been pilling up and simon's been giving wille many chances and has always taken him back

i'm so glad he stood his ground

and he didn't pressure wille into coming out or anything everything he said was very reasonable

another great scene GOD edvin is so good

wille is completely alone

FALLING WE ARE FALLING NOW WORDS WRITTEN DOWN THEY ARE FALLING NOW

AND THE LIES THEY WILL HURT YOU NO MORE HUMAN KINDNESS DESERT YOU NO MORE

CITYS ON FIRE BUT ITS BEAUTIFUL CITYS ON FIRE WONT YOU BURN IT ALL

my favorite 4th wall break fr

REVOLUTIONNNNN

this episode is such a rollercoaster it might be my favorite from s1

#i have so much uni work due this week rip but i needed to watch it one more time 🙏#gonna watch s2 a bit later #lipa rambles

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sweetsbfreex · 3 years

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a styles vacation to Hawaii

Summary: a little continuation of this family. The styles take a vacation to Hawaii with mild bumps in the road.

a/n: no warnings, but harry is not famous in this. I’ve never been to Hawaii and do not much of the hawaiian attire/culture, i just did research and put what i found. If there’s any misconceptions or if i’ve offended anyone by accident pls lmk!

Pairings: Dad, Husband!Harry

“Honey, you have to let go so we’re not late for the plane” Harry grunts, trying to stealthily pull Ava away from her hold on Milo.

“No! We can’t leave Mimi” she cries out, cuddling her face into the pup’s fur even more.

“Mimi has to stay with nan, honey” From his tone you can tell he’s losing patience.

It’s a definite eyesore. The whole situation takes place on your mother's porch. You were all meant to say your goodbyes before the three of you–– no Milo–– go off on a small vacation to Hawaii.

Ava is holding on to the australian shepherd, not letting up one bit. You would think she glued herself onto him without anyone knowing, with how she latched on.

Milo in front of your mother's feet, enjoying what he thinks is a hug it seems. Only letting out long whines when Ava's sobs get out of control.

Harry is standing behind Ava, bent at the wait trying to pry her off her best friend.

You're crouched beside her, a hand on her back, trying to convince her to let go.

Ava's poor grandmother stands in the doorway. A look of agony on her face as she watches it all go down.

The–– now three year old–– has been throwing a hissy fit in the car, holding onto Milo's paw. Ever since Harry informed her how they were going to her nan's house to drop off Milo and then hurry to the plane. She saw the news like a terrible taste in her mouth, while she stared at you both in the rearview mirror eyes widened.

You know how much the two love each other, but you didn't expect her to throw a fit like this.

“Ava I know you’re upset but, you gotta let go honey so Mimi can have fun with grandma. Don’t you want to go on the airplane, hm? Weren’t you excited about it?” You ask her, beginning to unclasp one hand and go for the other, trying to bring into your arms.

But with quickness, she remembered the only way she would be able to go on this vacation. Without Milo, she wraps her arms around Milo again.

“Baby, Milo has to stay. Dog’s aren’t allowed in Hawaii” At this moment, Harry is willing to try anything.

“They’re not?” she asks, tilting her head back a little to see her father’s face.

“Nope, Milo won’t have fun there. He’ll have more fun with Nana” he tells her, bringing his thumbs down to wipe away the tears.

“...I wanna stay with Mimi!”

Milo doesn’t eject this idea, letting his chin rest on her small shoulder. You and Harry huff in frustration, glancing at each other. Your mother...well she’s had enough of whatever foolishness you and H are pulling right now.

“Okay enough of this” your mother starts, gaining everyone’s attention. “Ava, honeybee, Tell Milo and your grandma see you later and let go of him so you can have fun on your trip with your parents.” She says this with a stern, yet loving tone. Down to business and nothing else.

“Yes nana” she mumbles, placing a few kisses to Milo’s cheek and glides to your mom.

You and Harry look at each other in an instant, eyes wide at the way your mother fixed the problem in less than a minute. A mutual look of what the fuck, as in the what the fuck were you possibly doing wrong.

“Thanks mum.” Harry says sheepish, looking at the calming little one swaying in your mother’s arms.

“Yeah thanks mom” you say, standing up straight.

“No problem, Now get going, before she fusses again”

You all exchange your see you laters. Ava has yet another sweet moment with Milo. While Harry tells her she won't be staying in Hawaii forever and Milo won't stay with Nana forever. As you're driving away you all wave at the two, Ava yelling to Milo.

“Bye Mimi! See you soon! Don’t chase a squirrel when I’m gone!” She yells out the window, her arm waving in the wind.

You and Harry share a chuckle. Despite what she may think, Milo has never chased a squirrel in his life. She's watched it once on a cartoon and it somehow filled her heard with the imaginary scenario.

When both her grandmother and bestfriend are out of sight, she turns her head to the other window. A solemn look on her face, looking out the window like the Kermit the Frog meme.

You play the Frozen 2 soundtrack for the less pouty girl behind you. But when you don't hear the shrill sound of her singing, you look behind you to see an upset look upon her cherub face.

Her bottom lip is juts out, her hands fisted and arms crossed.

“You okay?” you ask her, turning in your seat to cradle her knee.

She’s dressed cutesy in a matching sweat set and a cute beanie rested over her plaits.

“No. I’m upset and I wanna yell” she looks at you, resting her case, before she turns her head back to its original spot.

Harry peeks at the interaction through the rear view mirror; an eyebrow quirked. One hand on the wheel while the other takes its natural spot in your lap, your fingers tangled with his.

“Why are you upset?” you ask.

“Because…” she groans, trying to figure out her ‘big feelings’. “You left Mimi and now he’ll hate me”

“He won’t hate you, you’re his favorite person”

“You guys don’t love me either!” She whines, glaring out the window. Wigging in her spot, causing your hand to fall from her knee.

“That’s not true! We love you” you exclaim, in a loving manner.

“Then get Mimi”

“Mimi is staying with grandma Ava, enough.” Harry’s voice catches her attention immediately. “ It's okay to be upset but Hawaii doesn’t accept dogs, remember?”

She only huffs, dropping her hands from her chest.

“Can you play the when I am older song, please mommy?” she almost whispers.

You accept her request, turning so you’re seated right. Playing the song and hearing her sing eases your glazed stare a bit. Releasing a breath and closing your eyes as you rest your head against the window adds a bit to your release.

Harry raises the entangled hands away from your lap, placing an adored kiss to the back of your hand. Sending a quick questioning look your way.

“I’m fine” you send back, in a smile. No mother wants to hear those words.

He can’t do much with him driving and with Ava in the car. So he places a kiss to the back of your hand once more, and extends his hand so he caresses the back of your neck.

“You’re doing a great job, stop being so hard on yourself” he encourages.

If your mom was here she’d give you a tip or two on how you and Harry are too soft on Ava. You couldn’t help leaving all the disciplining to Harry, you probably were definitely too soft on her at times.

Through all the pouting, belting of kid songs, and Harry's annoying jokes and teasing. Five hours later you've made it to the resort.

At the moment, Harry was checking you both in while you and Ava looked around the gift shop. When you feel someone’s arm come around your shoulder, you jump. But the feeling of his cold rings and brings you down.

“Scared me, don’t do that” a breath of relief follows as you tilt your head back onto his shoulder. He gets the memo immediately, leaning down for a peck to the lips.

“Made a friend in the lobby.” He tells you like nothing. Eyes shifting at his little girl looking through the stuffed animals and keychains.

“Are you okay?” you ask in disbelief.

“What?” he laughs, one eyebrow perched.

“Like in the head”

“I’m not following…”

“Why are you so good at making friends with strangers this easily? Seriously.”

He laughs you off like it’s nothing, but it’s uncomic. You wish you could blame it on being shy, but compared to Harry it was not that easy for you to chat up strangers enough that you become acquaintances.

Your husband could make friends with a duck if he wanted to. Everywhere you went. Whether in the ice cream shop a few miles away at home or the park where you took Ava all the time .He was always chatting with someone, in the end pulling you in.

He only laughs it off, beyond doubt enjoying the look on your face. “We agreed to save each other a seat at the Luau tonight, for whoever gets there first. Talked to the husband actually, but you’ll see”

“You’re insane” you tease him.

“Can I have this?” A teal, stuffed sea turtle is thrusts in the direction of you and Harry.

“How do we ask nicely” you say.

“Can I get this?” she smiles, a smile so sweet, your tooth hurts from looking at it. She’s the most adorable thing and knows exactly how to use it to her advantage.

“My sweet little baby.” Harry crooned, advancing to her, lifting her into his tattooed arms. Placing a series of kisses to her plump cheeks. She giggles, never wanting the affection to stop. “You can have it,” he tells her. “Let’s go to the till.”

“Harry you didn’t even check the price” you chimed in.

“Shh. We’re having a moment” he acknowledged. He outstretches his arm, so his palm meets your face gently. You laugh into it, before you smack his wrist away, then placing a light kiss to his wrist when he whines.

It’s some hours later. You’re all getting ready for the hotel’s hosted dinner/Luau tonight. The three of you took a two and a half hour nap.

You were touching up your light makeup while Harry got Ava ready. He lost two rounds of rock-paper-scissors and now must deal with the havoc that is dressing Ava.

“Baby, get the trousers mommy picked out for you” you Harey him tell Ava.

“Trousers?” She says the word with confusion, “Don’t have trousers babe? That’s a silly word.”

Then you hear the raspy laugh of Harry.

“Your pants, get your pants and your top too”

Not even a minute later do you hear Harry asking her to stop wiggling around.

Harry walks in the bathroom, a giggling Ava sat on his hip.

Harry adores a very laid back...dad look you could say. The back of the white wife beater he’s wearing get’s covered by a black button up shirt with flamingos patterned all over it. He’s also wearing a pair of shorts and his favorite vans.

Ava’s tucked into a set. a cami top with matching flared pants and sunflowers ornamented the black fabric.

“Oooh look at mumma, beautiful huh?” he asks Ava, extending one hand towards you, once you clasp your hands in his, he spins you letting his eyes sink in.

“Yeah!”

“Thank you both” you smile as Harry tugs you in for a swift kiss.

You had picked out an angelic, ivory crochet set. The top you’re wearing shows off your midriff and the long, flowy skirt matches with beautiful lace detailing.

You turn to Ava to give her a kiss on her cheek. “You look so handsome.” you tell Harry, letting your hand run through his hair. “And you look so adorable, you like your outfit?” taking her from Harry’s hands.

“Yeah, I like the flowers–– Can I have some too?” she points to the plethora of makeup products spread over the bathroom counter.

Looking over at Harry for his confirmation, he nods. You take the brush running it over the blush, before brushing it over her chubby cheeks and her nose.

“Tickles,” she laughs, pushing your hand away.

“Are you ladies ready to go?”

“Wow! Look the fires!” She points at the lines of tiki torches submerged into the sand, jumping as she sits on your hip.

The layout is stunning. There’s a stage for the performance, round tables spread out everywhere across the beach, and a buffet in the back.

Most of the tables are already filled, albeit the show was to start in like twenty minutes.

“There they are, over there” Harry indicated, his hand waving back at a family of four.

With Harry’s hand settled on your back, he weaved the three of you to the table.

“Hey Shawn.” Harry greeted, their hands clasped together as they brought each other in, clapping each other on the back.

Shawn was a tall man, a few inches taller than Harry, and very built. He had amazing brown skin, clear like a mirror, and was bald––which he pulled off effortlessly.

“This is my wife, y/n and my daughter Ava” he smiled at the two of you, while you shook hands with Shawn and asked Ava to say a hello. Which she did, like bursting a ball of energy as put her hands out for a handshake like she watched her parents do. It caused a laugh out of everyone. She didn’t know why they were laughing at her, but she enjoyed the attention.

“This is my wife Avni” you hugged, as close as you could, with a petite, expecting Indian woman. She was radiant as she smiled at you and Harry. “These are my kids Grey and Aster” you shook hands with them both.

Grey looked about Ava’s age, bouncy coils moving as he bobbed up and down in his seat. His sister, who looked in her tweens, sported the same hair texture. Aster more silent of the two sent her greetings kindly.

“And the third is still cooking in here” he laughed, setting his hands down on Avni’s early protruding belly.

With that joke, you understand exactly how the two of them got to know each other, as Harry joined in with his laugh. The wives chuckled amongst themselves.

“How far along are you?” you solicited.

“Three and a half months” Avni smiled proudly, rubbing both hands around her belly.

You cooed, “It’s amazing, you’re literally glowing. You're making me miss being pregnant” you joke.

“Okay! Enough of that. One little devil is enough.” Harry tickles your side, as a result you jab his side with your elbow gently, as he grins down at you. “We’re gonna go get some food,” he informs the couple.

Now everyone’s sitting around the table anticipating for the show to start. Conversation running pretty smoothly. The four of you were even able to make a few plans for the week you are here for. You had gotten a high chair for Ava to sit and eat in, but she wasn’t having it. Failing around while reaching for you.

In result, she’s now sitting in your lap, bouncing side to side. Munching on her French fries, chicken, and sipping on her pineapple juice.

“Taste good?” Harry asks his toddler.

“Mhm” she hums, shoving her thumb into his face.

“I can tell” he chuckles, extending a napkin to wipe her face clean.

You tilt your head down closer to hers, to see sauce around her mouth, some of it on her cheek even.

“Daddy.”

“Hm, baby?”

“Mimi would like this, he loves the chicken mommy gives me”

“You give Mimi your chicken?”

“No”

You both laugh it off, not seeing the point in correcting her.

“Who’s Mimi”

“Mimi is our dog, he's big and he can talk!” Ava answered, her voice ringing with excitement.

“Dog’s can’t talk!” The high-pitched voice of Grey argued, eye brows pitched together.

“That’s a fib, Mimi talks to me all the time!” she defended.

Thankfully, the show was beginning, two young women and four young men came out on stage. Dressed in their traditional Hula attire.

You and Avni shared a grateful smile, knowing neither of you would know how to suppress their little spiff.

The dance is mesmerizing and it was nice with the sun almost setting as a background. Light hues of orange shaded the sea as the night took over the rest. Everyone watched in awh, clapping when it was appropriate. The women’s skirt flowed amongst the air like water.

Harry’s arm propps on the back of your chair. During the performance you feel his fingers run against the back of your neck.

You turn your head towards, trying not to disturb the entranced little girl on your lap. “What?” you mouth.

“It’s beautiful” he whispers to you.

“I know” you tell him, smiling when he rolls his eyes at you.

At some point in the show, the original dancers plus a few more stepped off the stage. An array of Lei’s on their arms, watching as they put Leis around their chosen person’s neck. During this time a woman walks behind Harry, setting one around his neck.

You laugh at the shocked look on his face and the way he fixes his posture. She places a grip onto his arm, making him stand up so she could guide her to the rest of the others. Avni gets chosen too.

The smile on your face makes your face hurt as you watch Harry “dance” up there. The man definitely didn’t have the bet rhythm but he’s having fun and you loved that.

“Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!...” Ava cheered on her father, clapping her hands. Harry looks towards her, waving. She gets even more excited chanting his title louder.

She's Not interrupting anything, you’re surprised he heard her in the first place. But also not, she always knew how to project her voice when needed.

A little over a minute goes by when Ava raises her hand and keeps it up there until you’re able to flag down someone for a lei, which you both get. The both of you walk up to Harry and you set Ava on the ground.

A slight circle forms as you three hold hands together. Just swaying. Sometimes letting go because Harry wanted to spin the two of you. It’s a beautiful image, you're sure. All the glee you could hold in your body transpires in the way you danced with them.

When you’re walking back to your hotel room, your arms are hooked with Harry’s and your head rests on his shoulder. An almost asleep Ava in his arm. He stops to bring his free hand around your neck, pulling you in for a kiss.

“Thank you for giving me this, I love you” he whispers against your lips.

Last night, after the dinner and the Hula, Ava had facetimed Nana. To be honest, she had wanted to say a goodnight to Milo, but talking to her grandmother was always a plus. She was still dressed in her outfit, you and Harry getting ready for the night, so you could then focus on her.

She sat up against the headboard, Your giant phone–– compared to her hands–– held in her tiny ones. You were looking through her duffle bag for her pyjamas when you heard…

“Look Mimi, I saved you chicken”, her small teeth bared, holding up a piece of her chicken from dinner. Your phone is now being propped up against a pillow.

You looked up to watch her pull a piece of chicken from her...pant pocket.

That was the point you reavulated yourself as a parent and had to think about what kind of kid you and Harry were possibly raising.

“Harry!” you called for him.

He walked out, an eyebrow quirked.

“Look.” you hiss, voice low.

‘God…’ Harry thinks. “Where’d she get that chicken from?” he asks, running his towel over his hair.

“Her pocket! Why are you so casual about this?”

“Angel...you had a baby with me, what’d you expect?” he questions, seriously questions you this.

“You’re fixing it then, Mr. mini-me”

Presently, you’re all at the beach. Three towels and three umbrellas lay in/on the sand. You’ve rubbed sunscreen on Ava twice now and have had to remind Harry three times. After last time there was no way you’d be rubbing aloe vera on him all night.

“Baby you’re dripping it.” You sigh, reaching over to wipe her chin of the chocolate ice cream she was eating, from a cup you might add. “Do you want me to feed it to you?”

“No, thank you” she replies, kicking her feet out.

You’ve all swam a bit, but now are on a mini break from the water and saw they were selling ice cream close by.

It’s pretty quiet between the three of you, too busy enjoying your treat.

She gasps, “Daddy you’re a fibber” Ava says indifferently, slurping even more of her ice cream from her spoon.

He guffaws, caught off guard from her statement. He shifts towards the two of you. The way the wind blows his hair and the sun makes the green in his eyes even brighter catches you off guard–– the sight of his abs doesn’t hurt either.

You also knew it wouldn’t be long until his hair gained some highlights and his freckles would be more prompt. You couldn’t wait.

“How’m I a fibber, messy?” squinting down at her.

“Look!”she points, “There’s a puppy right there”

There is, you turn your eyes to where her fingers point to see a woman walking a black Dachshund.

Harry turns his head towards him, a sad look on his face. “You’re right baby. I’m a fibber. I’m sorry”

Ava hurls from her seat to latch her arms around his neck, “It’s okay daddy, now Mimi can come next time” she tells him.

If there’s one thing about Ava, it’s how much she hates sadness. Unless it’s from her. Then it’s perfectly okay. She hates sadness so much, she particularly had a dislike for the character from Inside out. Until you had to explain to her how sadness is something that is okay and needed from time to time, Like in the movie.

After her round of affection towards Harry, she emplaces herself into his lap.

“Daddy. Mommy.”

You both hum an answer.

“It looks like a hot dog” she eyes the dog while it trots down the sand.

“It does huh?” Harry answers, brushing her flyaways back. All while you laugh into your palm.

Your hands feel tingly when you wrap it around Harry’s neck, pulling him into you. His head lays against your shoulder.

Definitely a vacation to remember and cherish.

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likeastarstar · 2 years

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could you do one of those bullet fic things (idk what they’re called sorry 😭) with how a member would treat you after a long day at work pretty pleaaaase

YES I CANNNN! Thank you for requesting this! Bullet fics are the perfect name for them! I should probably start linking these on my masterlist huh...

Seokjin

goes into full on distraction mode

he'd ask you what time you clock out and have things lined up from THE moment you're free, he'd make sure he's standing in front of your work building to walk you home, maybe have a coffee waiting for you. He'd already have a movie picked out or reservations made.

makes it so that you don't have to make a single decision at all the rest of the day. All you have to do is enjoy his company and go along for the ride.

I think if you were like "I'm seriously so tired, I can't do anything but just sit down and chill", he'd change paths immediately and be down to just hang out in silence or he'd let you lay down with your head in his lap and he'd massage your scalp and rub your back and take care of you.

he'd be so nice dude he values relaxation so highly I think he'd be the best thing to come home to after a long day

I bet he's the kind of bf to have edibles lined up for you guys to eat as soon as you got home and spend the rest of the night munching and playing video games until you fell asleep

Yoongi

he's Mr. Workaholic himself so I feel like if he saw how exhausted you were after a long day at work he wouldn't exactly know what to do at first.

he'd panic and overthink it at first, trying everything under the sun to get you back to the normal, high energy version of yourself that he was used to. he'd switch from his calm self to excited Yoongi so fast, doing the weirdest shit just to try and make you laugh and perk up

he'd make you such a nice meal and have you just sit and watch him cook with a drink in front of you.

Yoongi would want to hear all about your day and let you rant forever about work drama and give the best reactions to everything. he's a great listener, I bet he'd get super invested in what you're ranting about.

Hoseok

Also a workaholic

You'd walk in exhausted and fall face first onto the couch and he'd poke his head into the room and be like "soooo....we're getting drunk tonight?"

you say yes, obviously, and while you're showering the day off he pops off to the convenience store and brings back alcohol and snacks and he gets fried chicken delivered and he gets you a tiny little toy from 711 to make you feel better

you put the toy on your keychain and suddenly even bad days at work are a little more bearable when you look at it

Hoseok and you get really fucking drunk and make out and dance and film music videos in your apartment

by the time you go to bed, you don't even remember how hard your day was to begin with

Namjoon

I feel like Joon would find like fun things go to do around the city

He obviously likes to travel and see new things and I think that he'd find fun ways to save your day even if work was hard for you

He'd be really careful with you and fragile. he'd hold your hand at all times and just be so gentle.

I think he'd speak to you in calm, understanding tones and let you talk about work to release pent up frustration but also give the best advice ever

You almost start crying because of how frustrating work can be sometimes and his face changes entirely, abandoning every reasonable point he had just made and instead insisting you should quit because it's just a job and you'll find a better one which while maybe you won't quit it feels better now because you know someone loves you enough to advocate for you

Jimin

BOTH of you had a rough day at work

You're tired and over it and a little annoyed that you still have to be a functioning adult after the day you had and you snap at Jimin

Jimin, equally as exhausted snaps back and the two of you bicker for a moment before you mention your shit day and he pauses, admitting he had a long day too.

"Look can we just....go to bed?" He begged, "I just want to fall asleep with you."

It was like 5PM but you guys flop into bed with your curtains drawn and both of your phones turned off. He pulls you into him and hugs you tight, wanting to keep you close.

You feel better already, shut off from the world and off in your own cocoon with just Jimin to focus on. You fell asleep as soon as your head hit the pillow and when you wake up halfway through the next day, things are better.

Taehyung

You didn't tell him you had a bad day. You didn't even tell him anything at all- you didn't have the energy for it.

He notices you not texting him back for longer than normal and you didn't pick up the phone when he called so he goes over to your place

he has your spare key so he let himself in and he didn't see you at first but your stuff was dumped on the dining table so he knew you were home.

finds you taking a bath with headphones on, your knees pulled to your chest, eyes closed. you jump when you notice he's there but he doesn't ask any questions, just gets in the tub with you and spends the night there too

doesn't say a word about anything important for the entire night, he's just there for you.

Jungkook

Jungkook noticed something was off as soon as you walked through the door.

You didn't really walk actually you like slid across the floor like a slug and then just kind of melted into a puddle,

"Bad day?" "Terrible."

He takes you for a long drive with no real destination in mind but he knows where he wants to stop.

He stops at random places you've always seen on your commute to work but never had the time to stop- a million snacks and too many coffees later, he stops at a place overlooking the river.

It's pretty and you're full and you're happy to be there with him- you don't even remember what you were so worked up about in the first place.

#bts drabble #bts fic #bts scenarios #bts reactions #bts x you #bts bullet fic #bts blurbs

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shurisneakers · 3 years

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harmless (ii)

Summary: Bucky volunteers to go stop a small time villain, but nothing can prepare him for what exactly he has to deal with. (Bucky x villain!reader, drabble series)

Warnings: cursing, stealing cultural landmarks, frustrated bucky

Word count: 1.6k

A/N: made a header 4 this fic but i couldn’t take it seriously enough <3

if you have any ideas for future inventions/evil plans, lemme know! it’s always fun to hear from y’all.

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It’s roughly a week before he sees you next.

Right on time too, according to the briefings he had received. Once a week you’d come up with your next batshit crazy idea and someone would be sent to make sure you didn’t execute it.

It was more of a babysitting gig than anything. Most people would do one, maybe two assignments before asking to not be sent again.

He was not most people. He volunteers to go again. His afternoon is relatively free and he’s bored.

Also, and more importantly, he needs to get out of the house before Sam finds out what he did.

“You’ll find her near the Statue of Liberty.”

“How do we know?”

“Oh, she tells us.”

“...she tells us where to find her?”

“Most times, yes. She says it’s time efficient.”

Absurd. He thinks you’re absurd.

Bucky finds you in line to board the ferry. You’re dressed to the nines like an obnoxious tourist, even though you were a local, topped with binoculars and a bucket hat.

On an unrelated note, he thinks that maybe the mission today is to kill you for daring to wear sandals with socks like a suburban dad. A shudder runs through his body when he sees it.

He’s wearing all black and a baseball cap. Somehow he’s standing out more than you are.

He boards the ferry behind you, keeping a close eye on all your movements. You take your place near the railing, a seat near the front of the boat.

His phone rings. He answers it, expecting Sam to screech at him for painting Redwing neon pink again. He should have known it was coming after he shoved Bucky off the quinjet before he had time to strap his parachute on properly.

“I thought I told you to bring a cape.”

He quickly looks up at you but you’re not facing him. You have your phone held up to your ear, however.

“How did you get this number?” he asks icily.

“I knew you’d show up again.” Your head tilts to look at the statue in the distance. “Also, thanks for the door money, but I’m not sure I appreciate how you think the least creepy way to give someone money is to drop it off anonymously at their doorstep.”

“That doesn’t answer my question.” He swiftly gets up, stalking over to where you’re sitting. He was advised not to do anything aggressive. Advised was a flexible word.

“Because I wasn’t going to answer it.” You look up at his figure looming over you. “Oh, hey.”

The phone is still pressed to the side of your face even though he’s right beside you. He cuts the call, shoving it back into his pocket.

“Allow me to introduce my pl-”

“What are you doing here?” He cuts to the chase.

You send him a glare. “I was going to say it before you told me to. And sit down before everyone thinks you’re going to kill me.”

“Why are you going there?” He doesn’t have time for this, he thinks. He has important things to do. Like watching the reruns of Masterchef Junior.

He sits in the seat beside you.

“Look at us.” You grin at him. “Me with the evilest outfit I could think of, you with your... Addams Family cosplay. We’re like, two peas in a po-”

“Start explaining,” he interjects.

You roll your eyes. “I’m going to shrink the Statue of Liberty and use it as a keychain.”

“What?” It’s probably the most benign plan he’s ever heard in his life.

“I’m kidding.” Oh, good. “I’m not using it as a keychain, I’m taking it to class.” Nevermind.

“What?” He finds himself repeating his previous question.

“I’m shrinking all the statues I can find. I want to use it in my classroom to teach the kids.”

“You’re... a teacher?” He blinks.

“You got a problem with that?” You look offended, to say the least.

“No.” It’s not what he would peg your occupation as. He didn’t think you had one at all. “How are you planning on shrinking it?”

You rummage through the ugliest fanny pack he has ever had the misfortune of seeing. You pull out a small ring box, complete with a bow tied neatly on top.

“I was saving this for our third anniversary, but-” you offer him a nervous laugh.

His stony expression doesn’t change, not even a blink.

“Fine, Jesus, you’re no fun,” you huff, dropping the emotional act when he doesn’t look amused.

You flip open the lid. Inside there are a few small disks. It looks familiar, he realises.

“Your friend Ant-Boy didn’t file a patent, so I just took his whole shtick.” He wants to defend Scott’s honour; it’s Ant-Man not boy. He doesn’t. He’s too transfixed on what you have in your hand.

“Pym particles.”

“The diet version.” You pick up one of them carefully. “A ripoff, but effective. Just gotta attach it to the thing I want to shrink and give it a few minutes.”

“You’re going to steal the Statue of Liberty,” he says, frankly a little taken aback that you were serious.

“Would you relax? I’ll put it back.”

“That’s not the point,” he damn near exclaims. “You can’t take away the Statue of Liberty just because you feel like it.”

“I literally can.” You point to the chips in your hand. “That’s the point of this, keep up.”

He feels exasperated. He didn’t sign up for this when he became an Avenger.

“Give me the box.” He makes a grab for it but you yank it away from his reach.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“I don’t have time for this.” His reruns would begin in an hour.

“That’s my problem, because...” you trail off.

He rolls his eyes, makes a grab at the box again. His tactic is different this time. He stealthily pins one of your arms down so that you’re basically incapacitated.

“Hey! Stop that.” You fumble against his reach, shoving him with your elbow.

“Just give me the thing and we can all go home for the day,” he huffs, unfazed by your squirming.

“No! Over my dead bod-”

He doesn’t immediately notice what goes wrong in the scuffle.

Until you look at the ground near your feet. A disk lay there, undisturbed.

“Is that-” All of a sudden, either he’s getting taller or the ceiling of the boat is getting lower.

“Oops,” you say, not remorseful in the slightest.

“Are we going to-”

“I’d give it five minutes max.”

Great. He was stuck on a boat that was beginning to shrink. The other passengers were either oblivious or ignorant to seats that were starting to become too small for them, but Bucky’s heightened senses and extreme reflexes made it hard to skip.

He nudges the piece of tech with his foot. Maybe he can kick it off the boat.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” you warn solemnly. He wants to disagree but doesn’t know enough about the device to dispute you.

“Fix this,” he hisses, panic slightly rising. His fingers find their way to his phone to send out an emergency text requesting backup and mass evacuation.

“I think it’s a rather lovely day for a swim, don’t you?” You stare dreamily at the waves that were inching closer up the boat.

Or you were inching closer to the water. Technicalities were frivolous.

“There are other people on this boat.”

“River’s big enough for all of us, I reckon.”

“Fix it.”

“Or what?” There’s a wicked gleam in your eye. “We both know I have the upper hand here.”

“Or I call the entirety of the Avengers here and haul your ass to prison.”

“Will they bring snacks?”

You’re insufferable. You know it. But you also are the fastest way to get out of this situation and right now, he didn’t want to be responsible for a shipwreck simulation.

“Fine. Tell me what you want.”

“I like soy chips.”

“Soy chi-” He nearly throws his hands up in frustration. “You know what I’m talking about.”

“I want one historical artifact so I can impress the kids. They think I’m the cool teacher and I want to keep that reputation alive.”

“What makes you think I can arrange for that?”

“You’ve been alive since goddamn dinosaurs roamed this earth, I’m sure you have some connections.” You pause to assess his face. “You know, you don’t look a day over 29. Dermatologists must hate yo-”

“I’ll get you an artifact, now fix the fuckin’ boat.”

“You promise?” You grin brightly.

He stares at you. You are unyielding.

The boat’s uncomfortably small and people are beginning to take notice. Worried murmurs fill the air behind him.

“Yes.”

“Okay.” You shrug simply.

You kneel over, picking up the chip from the ground. You do nothing else for two minutes, instead turning away from him to look at the Statue of Liberty that was coming closer.

It takes him a while to realise that half his body isn’t hanging off his chair anymore. The ceiling is moving further and further away from the top of his head.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” He wants to strangle you.

Why did he listen to you when all of this would have been over the minute he kicked it off the ship.

“You can drop it off at my lair on Monday and pick it up on Friday.” You gather your belongings, leaving him steaming behind you. “Nice talkin’ to ya, Sergeant.”

You step over him, flashing him a quick smile before walking off the boat with the rest of the tourists as if nothing had just taken place. When he looks down, the stupid ring box is on his lap.

He sits there, unmoving, eyes fixed on the container.

The ferry conductor asks if he’s going to get off the boat.

He simply shakes his head.

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space-helen · 3 years

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Deserved

Words: 923

Pairing: Nick Stokes x Reader

A/N: Not proof read but I hope this is ok!

Request: Hi! I love your fan fiction! Can you do a really sweet fan fiction for Nick Stokes x reader? I don't know, just something really sweet and heartwarming?- @allura-zayne

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You’d been put on a rough case. You’d pulled double’s consistently for the past week and you were slowly wrapping it up but you still needed to work some overtime this shift.

You sighed and flipped the file in front of you closed and pulled another closer.

“Knock, knock.”

You looked up from the desk to see Nick by the door. “Hey.”

“Hey.” he took some steps into the room towards you. “Everything ok?”

“Yeah. I just have to finish the paperwork then I’m good to go.”

“Alright. You’ve been working a lot recently.”

“I know.” you gave him a sad smile. “I’m sorry we had to cancel our dinner plans.”

He waves a dismissive hand “It’s alright.”

“No I really am sorry.”

“It’s not your fault.”

“I suppose” you rested your elbow on the table and your face in your hand.

“I’m going to head home now but come over to mine when you’re done?”

“Sure. That’d be nice. I’m going to be at least an hour” you smiled.

The man smiled and drummed a tune with his hands on the desk with a big grin. “I’ll see you later. Text me when you leave here”

He turned and left the room and you got back to the file in front of you. An hour later you’d finished the work at hand and were grabbing your things from the locker room.

“Thank you for finishing that paperwork Y/N.” Catherine’s voice came as she opened her own locker “I’ve just filed it away and submitted the evidence to close the case.”

“I’m glad to see the back of that case.” you admitted to her.

“So am I.” she was taking off her suit jacket “I haven’t worked that many double shifts in a long time.”

“Tell me about it.”

“Anything planned for your well deserved time off?”

“Just going to chill out. Nick’s asked me to go over to his tonight.”

“I’m guessing you guys haven’t seen much of each other recently.”

You started to pack your bag and rummage for your car keys. “Not really. I’ve not stayed with him while we’ve been doing doubles. I didn’t want to wake him up while I was getting in. It would have been unfair.”

“I get that. It can be tough.”

“Yeah.” you found your keys and held them in your hand.

“I won’t keep you. Have a lovely weekend.” Catherine smiled.

“And you Cath. Seriously, take some time to relax.”

“I will. I’m going to spend some quality time with Lindsay.”

“That sounds really lovely.”

“It’s going to be great. Now go, before Nick falls asleep or something.”

“There’s no guarantee he hasn’t already” you laughed and began to walk out . “Bye.”

“Bye. C’ya later.”

The journey to Nick’s didn’t take long. You pulled your car up outside smoothly and locked it before knocking his front door.

When there was no answer you found his key on your car keychain and unlocked his front door and slowly entered. The hallway was dim as you placed down your bag and shrugged off your coat. “Nick?” you called.

“In here.” he replied

After hanging up your coat you followed his voice through to the dining room. The room was dim yet candle lit and Nick sat at the table with a meal for two prepared. He stood up and embraced you as you walked into the room. You happily accepted and hugged the man back.

“Nick you shouldn’t have.”

“You’ve been working yourself into the ground Darlin’ I wanted too.”

You smiled as he slowly released you from the embrace, he gave you a quick kiss on the cheek before pulling your chair out from the table allowing you to sit. He moved over to his side and poured you a drink.

You picked up the glass to toast “To us.”

“To a well deserved weekend off for you.” the two of you clinked the glasses together and took a sip before digging into the meal.

Nick didn’t like to boast about his cooking skills but when you’d first got together they were pretty good and since then they’d got even better.

The two of you talked about your respective weeks before washing the dishes together and blowing out the candles. Although it was such a menial task it was more enjoyable together.

It didn’t take long for the two of you to be sat on the sofa curled up in front of the TV as some random movie played. You leant into his side as he had his arm around you, the two of you practically laying down.

His hand traced light patterns into your arm as he diverted his attention to the movie. The two of you were silent but content.

Focussing on Nick’s light touches and boring movie you soon felt your eyelids getting heavier. You tried to fight closing your eyes.

“It’s ok. Go to sleep.” his voice was smooth and a whisper and it was all you needed. You felt his lips on your head as he gave you a soft, quick comforting kiss.

You stopped fighting your heavy eyelids and were soon falling into a deep sleep. The man shut off the TV and pulled the blanket from the back of the sofa over the two of you. He made himself comfy without moving too much, to not wake you up, and he was soon fighting slumber.

He eventually gave in. Nights like these were his favourite and he couldn’t wait to have more of them with you.

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imaginarypeteel · 3 years

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A Little Problem

Mateo Chavez x reader

Word count: 2k

Summary: A new cat in a shelter you volunteer at has caught your attention and your cat allergic boyfriend is worried

Requested by anon

Genre: I think fluff? Maybe a lil angst?

The relationship between you and Mateo was great. The two of you didn't fight much, you worried for his safety but knew he loved his job, got along with his crew and family, so did he with your friends and family. It was amazing. Really.

There was just one thing bothering the man.

You were a perfect example of a to-be cat lady. Your phone gallery was full of cats, your house decorations had cats, your keychain was a cat, your follow list on all of social media were mostly cats, your comfy clothes were about cats, the books you had were about cats, your search history was about cats, you volunteered at cat shelters and you absolutely wanted a cat.

The problem?

Mateo is allergic to cats.

Now you tried to play it off like it didn't bother you and said that you don't want a cat (which was an obvious lie of course).

The man knew that a cat at a shelter had even caught your attention like it was the most captivating thing in the world. One day you came home from volunteering and - after getting rid of all the cat fur that was on you - started talking on and on about a new siamese like cat that was brought in.

Mateo felt bad about it. He felt like he was holding you back from doing something you longed to do.

So he just sat back and silently listened to you ramble on and on about the pretty blue-eyed feline while he thought if he should let you go.

~~~***~~~

"Hey! Probie? Are you listening?" Marjan asked seriously as she gently pushed Mateo.

"Hm? Sorry, yeah, um, what were you saying?" he apologized as he washed the inside of the door handle.

"Do you think we should take Buttercup away for a while, so she could see that we are great too and TK is not that awesome?" Paul asked while throwing a glare at the younger Strand.

TK just shook his head playfully, "You're being stupid. The dog just likes me better because there's much more to like."

Marjan and Paul immediately protested at his words but Mateo stayed quiet.

Eventually, the others noticed his silence as well, when he didn't argue with TK's remarks and eyed him oddly but he didn't notice. Way too busy thinking what would be the best course of action with your cat ladiness.

When the silence continued from the young man during the whole shift and he even made mistakes with the easiest things, Marjan decided to bring it up while she, Mateo and Paul were walking home.

"Hey Probie, you alright? You've been weird today," she said with worry while setting her hand on his shoulder gently.

"Hm? Oh, uh yeah, I guess um..." he wasn't sure how to tell the two of them what's bugging him but he didn't even get a chance to try.

"Let me guess. Something about you and Y/n?" Paul worded knowingly as he eyed his friend.

"Yeah... Um, she really really likes cats and i mean really. And now there's this cat that she has been rambling about for weeks and you know i am allergic and she says it's fine and she won't take a cat and doesn't want to but it's painfully obvious and-" Mateo lowered his gaze and sadly watched his feet move while they walked. "And i feel like I'm holding her back and i don't want to do that. I want her to be happiest she can be and i feel like i can't give her that," the man mumbled while scratching his arm with discomfort.

Marjan massaged his shoulder and exchanged a look with Paul who shrugged his shoulders as he didn't know what to do either. She slid her tongue over her teeth as her dark eyed gaze returned to the young man. "Don't worry, we'll think of something. For now, just go home and hug her," she comforted him when they reached the front of your and Mateo's apartment.

~~~***~~~

When they were at work the next time and - as always - Mateo had to prepare lunch for the crew. His phone pinged bird like, so the man carefully sneaked towards the object, fingers spread cramped as he didn't want to stick them together with the dough. When he checked what it was, a small smile stretched on his face. You often sent him messages during work to send him motivational quotes, cheer him on or just tell him what to do at home if he got there before you.

His smile dropped and he sighed as he saw that you had sent him a text but it also included a picture. A picture of you at the cat shelter, blowing a kiss at him through the phone. And while the focus of it wasn't on any cat, he could still see the grey and white cat calmly sitting on your shoulder.

Babe❤️: I hope my favourite firefighter is kicking emergencies asses

Babe❤️: Be safe Matty and come back home, love you

Babe❤️: [picture]

Mateo nibbled on his lip before texting back.

Hey darling, we haven't been too busy today

Is that her?

He has waited a bit to say that, thought it over few times, unsure if he wanted to go deeper into the cat talk.

Few Seconds went by before he got a reply.

Babe❤️: Yesssss, daz Jamie. Isn't she gorgeous?

Babe❤️: Btw, how's Buttercup and the crew? I saw a video of Marjan's hijab coming off. Is she okay?

And just like that, the man's smile was back. Of course you'd worry about the others.

She's a bit off but otherwise okay. You can talk to her after work I guess.

Babe❤️: Okay, fingers crossed everything will turn out okay

Babe❤️: I have a new client tomorrow, so I'll be out most of the day but I'll try to find time to hangout with her

You worked as a landscape designer for a small but averagely successful company. He was very proud of you because you got to do what you loved and you did it with passion.

"Okay, when you're done texting, tell us what that sigh was about," his train of thought was interrupted by his crewmates who were all staring at him with curiousity and worry.

"Oh! It was nothing," he laughed it off and returned to making lunch.

To the young man's horror, he hadn't closed his phone properly and Paul and Marjan couldn't help but get nosy.

The woman grabbed his phone and swiped a bit. "Damn dude, you are whipped," she laughed with Paul. Mateo rose a brow at them before his eyes widened and with rosy cheeks, he told them off.

"By the way, is she with cats right now. Aren't you allergic to cats? Is that why you're sighing?" Paul asked while placing a hand on the younger man's shoulder.

Mateo stopped mixing the dough, his shoulders shagged and he sighed loudly.

"Yeah actually, I love her so much and I know she does too but if you'd only see how her eyes light up when she gets to talk about cats. Especially that one, Jamie. She says she doesn't need a cat and is happy with what we have and that we can take a dog in the future but I know a cat is what her heart yearns for, that cat is what her heart years for. I feel like I'm holding her back from doing something she wishes she could do. I feel like it will slowly drive us apart. I won't be able to handle that."

The crew was silent for a while, all sympathizing with the dark haired young man and thinking of a possible solution, so the couple wouldn't have to break up over a cat.

"You know, before I told her I was allergic, she told me a past experience she had with an ex and her cat at the time..."

~~~

"You know, my ex absolutely hated cats. He was that dog person who only worships dogs and every other animal is dirt in their eye, especially cats," you scowled while rubbing butter on your bread as the two of you waited for your food to be brought out. "He met my cat once and even though Marshimallowy gave off clear signs of irritation and to back off, he still touched him and of course he scratched him then," the e/c eyes of yours made a big roll while saying that. "He then complained that if I want him to stay, I have to give him up. Like hello? You invaded his space and are demanding I give him up? He has been with me since I was a teenager and tolerated my complaining and comforted me through hard times but I have known your sorry ass for only few weeks," you angrily bit your bread and rubbed your forehead. "So like, of course I broke up with him cause absolutely no one can tell me to give up my pet. No one. If they do, they aren't worth my time," you simply said as you sipped wine. For a moment you got a sad face, "He died a bit after that but those few more weeks i got with him after that were worth more than spending a lifetime with that guy and his super loud hunting hounds. Not to say i don't like dogs, i just hate dog people."

~~~

"But you aren't like that, Probie," Marjan comforted him as she put her hand on the young man's shoulder.

At around that time, Captain strolled around to get his coffee because can he survive without it? Probably not. "And what are you all gathering here for? Did Probie do something?"

Mateo just quietly turned around and showed the New York man the picture on his phone. The captain glanced at the photo and rose his brow. "Okay? You and Y/n got a hypoallergenic cat? Why is everyone so quiet and sad about that?"

It took Mateo few seconds to process his Captain's words before he wide-eyedly mumbled, "What? What do you mean?"

Owen looked at the photo again, "That's clearly a siamese cat, they are hypoallergenic."

Mateo's eyes started shining and wide smile spread on his face. "For real?! Oh my- Thanks cap, you probably just saved my relationship." Come to think of it, he never really sneezed or had hard time breathing or had any other allergic signs after you came from the shelter.

~~~

You were fumbling with your keys somberly, your client had flipped when he saw that a woman was going to landscape his high end garden and immediately he stopped being a client and cut contacts with your company. Now even after handling your papers, you were still mad at the sexist rich man and went to the cat shelter, so you could cuddle with Jamie before ranting to Mateo while cuddling with him. But when you got to the shelter.

Jamie was adopted.

Now of course you were glad that the cat was going to have a home after you found her abonded and close to death because "she is too mischievous" is what her former owners said when the shelter contacted them after finding a microchip. But you were still sad that you couldn't hug your favourite cat anymore.

Opening the front door, you slid in and started taking off your shoes.

"Welcome home, babe," called Mateo from the kitchen.

"Hi, thanks," you dragged out while rubbing your head a bit. You didn't mind showing your emotions beside Mateo. He wouldn't judge you, you know that.

You slowly padded towards the dark haired man and wrapped your arms around his torso, nose pushed into his back. Not noticing the pet food bowls in a corner.

"Bad day?" he asked as he rolled the rice around in the pan. You didn't reply vocally but nodded, face rubbing against his navy blue shirt. "Well the food will be ready in a bit, can you set the table?" he asked gently. Leaving the spatula beside the pan and rubbing your hands softly.

You whined a bit but retreated your arms from around his strong body and took few steps to his left and opened a cupboard. Rising to your tippy-toes a bit, you reached for the plates and took two cups from beside them. You set the dishes on the table before sliding towards the fridge in your socks and opening it, quickly you skimmed over what you had. "What do you want to drink?" you asked your boyfriend, mood lightening a bit.

"Juice is fine for now," he answered while reaching to the cupboard a bit higher than the plates and cups and got a bowl. In few seconds, all of the cooked rice was in the bowl. He really is swift in the kitchen.

You grabbed a pack of plum juice and slid back to the table. You chose the cup with your zodiac sign, so he could have the "I'm a firefighter being hot is my job" cup. Suit him well.

Mateo put the bowl of rice on the table and stilled, his beautiful dark eyes ran over what you had set before chuckling.

You stared at him with confusion as he opened the drawer with knives and forks and spoons and teaspoons and etc. Brain lagging like an old laptop that has way too many games downloaded and forced to run them, it took you few seconds to realize you hadn't taken out the cutlery. E/c eyes widened, you smacked your lips, "Oh my gosh, Teo, I'm so sorry!"

He laughed as he took out the necessary items, "it's okay, darling." He handed you a fork and a knife and placed a pair on his plate aswell.

You expected him to sit with you as you placed your butt on a chair but instead of that, he bent down, and opened the big drawer with dry food in a way that gave you a nice view of his ass while you wondered what he was getting from there. With confusion, you watched as he took out a bag of cat food.

"Babe why did you-" you stopped talking when you noticed a pale colored cat rubbing itself against your boyfriend's feet. You could recognize that feline anywhere. "Jamie!" you exclaimed and jumped out of your seat.

The cat looked towards you with perked ears and meowed back at you, she came towards you and rubbed her side against your legs before returning to your boyfriend.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you watched Mateo pour some of the cat food in a red bowl. "B-But I don't understand... T-Teo you're allergic! Why-Why would you-" you mumbled.

Mateo pet Jamie few times as he put the bowl on its stand. The dark eyed man smiled at you before coming closer and engulfing you in a warm hug. "She's a siamese cat, hypoallergenic. Of course I'll still have an EpiPen nearby but i can enjoy her presence now too," he explained and rubbed his nose against yours. "You kept talking about her and I felt guilty for keeping you from her but thankfully" - he pecked your nose - "i was told that i won't die in her presence."

Few tears slipped down your cheeks before you squeezed the life out of your favourite firefighter. "Oh Mateo! I'm so sorry for making you feel like you have to do something like this but thank you, really."

"Hey, I'll get to finally enjoy cats too and see what you've been talking about all the time."

~~~

The two - well three of you were in your bed, Mateo being the pillow of the two. Your head was rested on his left arm while Jamie found comfort on his strong chest.

"Mateo," you mumbled.

"Hm?" he hummed, hypnotized by the purring furball.

"You attract the best pussy," you yawned before closing your eyes.

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I'm sorry, online school hogged up all my time(;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`)

#x reader #mateo chavez x reader #911 lone star #911 lonestar #911 x reader #911 fanfic #catlady #fluff #911 lone star x reader #mateo chavez #i love you mateo #IM SORRY IM SO LATE

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warmau · 4 years

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love struck!au x tbz

find other love struck!aus here: monsta x | day6 | ateez *this post was commissioned through kofi

sangyeon

confident sangyeon spends half the day flirting with you

then shy sangyeon spends the rest of the day running embarrassment laps around the creker building

he has high spikes of adrenaline where its just quite literally circling you with hearts in his eyes and doves singing

and then low long silent moments where he sits in a corner, muttering at the wall and everyone is like what is going on with him

if he could he might just spend eternity flip-flopping between the two

it’d take an intervention to get him to just seize the opportunity during one of his more positive moods to just ask you on a date

the only problem is he talks so fast and so jumbled and waves his hands around

and you’re like wh-

and he’s like datetommorrowcoffeeorteawhichdoyoupreferdoyounotevenwanteitherwhataboutumlikeamoviepleasesayyes

once again you are like ?

and sangyeons meter of confidence is slowly depleting hes about to run away until sunwoo is like

let me step in and translate:

sangyeon wants to go on a date with you tomorrow

when you brighten up and accept, sangyeon just breathes a sigh of relief and maybe almost tips over from the intense amount of feelings hitting him at once lol

jacob

no one takes him seriously when he starts saying he likes you

not because you’re unlikable but because jacob says it with such normalcy that everyone is like

nah

if you liked them, you would definitely be all mushy and shy and embarrassed about it

and jacob is like what are you talking about im not embarrassed to have a crush on someone i think is really awesome

even kevin is like dude don’t push it - you shouldnt make jokes about liking people

and jacob is just like *blinks*

but seriously, everyone expects him to be writing lyrics in secret and practicing some kind of grand serenade to ask you out - like you’re literally an angel dude so you have to like someone in the most cupid-esque way possible

which jacob is just like :/ about because there’s no right way to show someone how much you like them-

juyeon: sorry what i was not listening?

you on the other hand, don’t ever even catch wind of it because jacob is so sweet at all times

polite, caring, gentle touches, lots of eye contact, little smiles that make your heart melt, the usual

that you just assume he’s like this to everyone so of course you are clueless and his lack of grandiose confessions is making everyone else clueless too

until one day jacob is like fine if no one believes me ill just tell them a

nd everyone in the room is like pfft would love to see you try-

three seconds later jacob is standing in front of you and saying “want to date me?” and you’re so shocked you can’t speak

but the rest of tbz is so shocked at least three of them nearly faint

younghoon

keeps his mouth shut

literally like shut shut like not a WORD to you or to anyone in a five foot distance of you

he’ll be talking to chanhee about something and you’ll walk in and suddenly younghoon just hits pause

chanhee is like hello are you broken hello and younghoon is just _____

until you walk out of the room and then he’s like

“-that’s why i think we shouldn’t include that dance move”

and chanhee is like what the hael just happened

you will be in a conversation and pull younghoon over to join you and when you’re like what do you think!!!!!!!1

he looks at you and the cognitive function for speech just disappears

maybe its your cute face accelerating his heartbeat or maybe its the all the nerves in his body going haywire because all he wants to say is how much he really really likes you

but he can’t just SAY that so instead he says nothing

sometimes he’s lucky and members who understand this younghoon lovestruck glitch are around can save him

but sometimes its just you and him and silence until youre like ok- well-

you think maybe he just doesnt want to talk to you because he doesnt like you

so you apologize for bothering him

and its like everything that has ever blocked him from speaking before just flies out the window

because suddenly younghoon is holding your hands in his and saying

“no, im sorry. i just dont know what to say because i like you so much.”

it’s the longest sentence you’ve ever heard from him

and you are so flustered but all you can say back is

“you can keep saying ‘i like you’ if you want...........”

younghoon for the rest of the week: i like you

you: giddy

tbz: kinda wishing he’d shut it again

hyunjae

there’s no lovestruck period, it’s straight up infatuation from day ONE

and it comes at full force

hyunjae is like bubblegum, stuck to you and only you

sugary sweet and always reminding you that he is available whenever you decided you want to take him

it can really overwhelm someone, because his attention is fixated and forthcoming

and i mean you’d really have to lack all the common sense in the world not to see that he’s interested

but that’s the thing interest is not always a form of sincerity so you just kind of chalk it up to him trying to be funny

and he sprawls across your lap like a cat

happy with the fact that you just giggle and smile because ok you might never believe that he’s so in love with you it hurts but at least you still let him near you

really people probably ask you if you’re dating him and when you say you’re not their follow up is usually like well arent you exhausted having someone you dont love always around

and you’re like um - no well - i mean - and you are like ok i mean i do love him but im not going to be a fool and fall into a trap of thinking im special

and hyunjae will literally be like they are special. i feel nothing for anyone else, it is just them

and you’re like see! he’s so sweet!

and at some point i think you either drive hyunjae crazy and he kisses you because words are pointless - actions are everything

or chanhee pushes you two into each other from pure, unfiltered annoyance

“if you love each other stop pretending like it’s a big joke and just DATE!”

juyeon

return to kindergarten romance

literally he sees you and goes pink to the ears and slinks behind his friends even though he’s taller than most of them

and he can barely hide the fact that he jumps over the rainbow when your shoulders brush in the halls

if no one knew any better, juyeon probably scribbles your name in hearts on a notebook page somewhere

but then crumples it up and almost eats it if anyone tries to see what he’s up to

but again you enter the vicinity and he’s goo - muttering and forgetting to string nouns to verbs or whatever

everyone is so amazed that someone with so much charisma on stage can turn this goddamn goofy around someone he likes

and you are energetic and bright - you always want to pull juyeon into the loop - and you think the flustered look on his face is just from genuine surprise or confusion

and you’re like “oh! let me explain what we’re doing blah blah blah” and yes juyeon knows you guys are going to play monopoly but like words? dont? come ? out ? of ? his ? mouth?

and just like kindergarten he probably ends up writing you a note about how much he likes you (tick this box for yes and this box for no) or some form of that

maybe like a text where he is like hi do you want to go on a date and it was actually supposed to be like a ten page essay about why he likes you but then he got too nervous to send it so yeah

its a text that comes out of the blue and when you agree and see juyeon in person the next day you’re like why didn’t you just ask me like months ago

and once again, words? dont? come? out? of? his? mouth?

kevin

gift giving

nonstop gift giving

like to a point where jacob is worried about kevin’s spending habits

but it is all like handmade items and cute stuff he sees that reminds him of you

and everyone knows he has a crush before he can even process it because they’re doing a show halfway across the country and everyone is like practicing or doing something on their own

and kevin’s like guys look i saw this in a shop and it reminded me of-

all of tbz looking at him like: we know who it reminded you of

he plays it off though when he gives you the gifts, he’s like ah this was just like in my bag or whatever or oh i made this extra keychain when i had a day off like do you want it

and kevin thinks he is so sly and covering it up so damn well but he isn’t

you try to give gifts back, mostly because you feel bad that he’s always offering something to you

and one day you are like - at first as a kind of jest - like “here ill just give you myself in return”

and you throw your arms around his neck like you’ve done a million times before and oh shit you think kevin is going to pass out with how fast his heart starts beating and how he overheats

and you’re like kevin?!??!?! are you ok!?!??! and he’s like areyouserious

and you’re like wh and he’s like are you serious about that,,,,and you’re like oh well i mean do you even want someone like me

and kevin unblinkingly is like of course you are the only person i want

and suddenly you realize that these gifts youve been getting are kevin’s love language and its so freaking cute

(but also stop spending money just give kisses instead) (kevin agrees but he is still like im buying you anything cute i see because u are cute and cute people deserve cute things we love kevin moon logic)

changmin

ignores his feelings by throwing himself into his work

much to the surprise of no one, because he’s naturally a workoholic and perfectionist, but this time something is off

no one should be beating themselves up over such miniscule mistakes like he is

and hyunjae is convinced changmin has finally lost it, like the goddamn lid has flew off the kettle with this one

because they finish practice and everyone is clapping and changmin looks like he’s going to crush the speakers with his bare hands

less lovestruck as he is loveconfused because the real reason he’s so upset is like

he wants to focus so hard on being a great performer and whatnot but when he shuts his eyes or takes a moment to breath

his brain is fuzzy with thoughts of you and not like super romantic flowery thoughts like you see in movies or read in comics

its just little snapshots of you being,,,,,,,,,,,you

laughing along with eric, fixing the hem of your shirt in the mirror, waving at changmin before looking both ways and crossing the street to his side

GOD WHEN HAS SOMEONE CROSSING THE STREET MADE HIS HEART DO A BACKFLIP

the worst thing is he can’t seem to find a way for it to stop until like you are actually in front of him

like the real you - not the memories and thoughts he has daily of you - no just you

and you’re putting your hands on his face and he’s sweaty and hot from dancing for god knows how long and you’re like

“don’t wear yourself out like this, take care of yourself - if you don’t want to do it for you - can you do it for me?”

and changmin realizes oh right - for you, for you he could move mountains, for you he could fly, like seriously for you he could do anything

and he thinks he just says this to himself but he just said it outloud and somewhere in the room hyunjae is slapping his knee like

“AH! he’s not nuts - he’s just in love.”

chanhee

falls head over heels for you and expects you to read his mind about it

you walk into a room and he sits up a little straighter and is like ok one step two step ok come over to me, look at me, pay attention to me

and you - because you are not a mindreader - go to talk to juyeon first

and chanhee is like OH I SEE HOW IT IS and gets all moody there on out

honest to god he probably knows he’s overreacting but he just does not get why you cant tell how he’s feeling

and he asks like everyone this question and theyre like what? because you aren’t making it obvious at all?

and chanhee is like what the hell do you mean i totally make it obvious and everyone is like did you ask them out? did you get them a gift? did you compliment them?

and chanhee crosses his arms like no......but like......i smiled at them in a way i dont smile at the rest of you clowns

tbz: :/

either way, you start to notice this pattern, that when chanhee is not getting your attention he gets a little like a cat and curls himself away from you

so you, much like one with a cat, start to shower him in attention

and he just uncurls and gets all giddy and swats anyone away who tries to get into your little bubble with him

and its a bit entertaining really lol but you think its just chanhee being chanhee

till it keeps happening over and over and over again and you’re like ok wait

and chanhee is like hmm and you’re like why dont we just go somewhere alone together like on a date or something if thats what you like so much

and chanhee, who has been under the suspicion you have been going on dates sitting together in the tbz practice room is like

“oh right! a date, um i guess sure!”

inside he is screaming

haknyeon

does not waste time, he puts his detective hat on and makes a plan

for one of the youngest members he probably puts the most diligence into liking someone

its not just lovestruck butterflies and running away whenever you’re around

haknyeon swats all that gooey-mushy stuff away and is like ok lets see what movies do you like? what kind of food do you like? he has to know so that when he asks you out he is ready to impress

it shocks some of his other members, sangyeon has never seen haknyeon almost bite younghoon’s hand when he tried to as him to get off the shared desktop

haknyeon just wants to know everything about you - which kevin says he could probably do by talking more to you

and haknyeon is like go away grandpa and kevin is like WH-

either way, when it all comes to a head and haknyeon has memorized what he’s going to say in his confession to you for the one millionth time

he does not prepare for what actually happnes

which is you bound up to him with your arms open and you’re like let’s hang out! just the two of us!

and he’s like ok ill go get the other- wait

haknyeon.exe has stopped working

because truth be told he’d spend so much time trying to research and be perfect when all you really like about him is how fun and eccentric he can be

so you just ask him out first and this was not in the plan, but haknyeon is not about to let go of your warm hand as you pull him along beside you

sunwoo

swears to deny it to his grave because one) it’s embarrassing and.........no that’s it. it is embarrassing to have feelings

jacob: feelings aren’t embarrassing! they’re the reason we can care so deeply about others <3

sunwoo: ok nerd........keep it moving

and unlike younghoon who just goes silent around the people he likes or juyeon who tries to find sangyeon to hide behind

sunwoo just straight up is like cold. and you are like what didi i do?

everyone is just like he’s complicated, it’s just who he is and he’s young so just ignore him

but it makes you sad that sunwoo just doesn’t want to be your friend

and in sunwoo’s head he’s like I DONT WANT TO BE YOUR FRIEND BECAUSE YOU ARE MY DREAM PERSON BUT THATS SO FREAKING CORNY TO SAY SO LET ME JUST MAKE GRUMPY FACE

he also has such a bad luck, even when he’s not trying to come off mean he probably accidentally spills something on you or breaks something of yours

and instead APOLOGIZING like everyone is telling him to do he just yoinks out of the room and you’re like damn :(

to be honest, i think the more you guys get distant the more sunwoo falls deeper into it because even with everything

you are always so kind and sweet and how? like how? how are you doing that?

it probably takes a miracle or actually just like someone spilling the beans to you that sunwoo stayed up all night trying to fix the bracelet of yours he broke for it to all change

for you to find sunwoo and hug him and thank him for trying to fix it and the minute you touch him its like

all these stupid little walls he built melt into nothing and sunwoo is just like i like you so much im sorry im so dumb and you’re like

well you’re like shocked but youre like im sorry i also like you and im also dumb sometimes

both of you standing there wide eyed but also like super super super giddy

one day you aren’t even talking to each other the next day you are cuddling on the couch

kevin: these people are giving me literal whiplash

eric

thinks you’ll never feel the same way so he does the next best thing, he tries to be your bestest friend

for someone so spunky and confident in himself most of the time you’d think lovestruck eric would just GO for it

but more than he is like outgoing and brave, he is devoted to people he loves

and losing you as a friend over confessing his feelings would probably spiral him into a dark place

so he’ll just take his spot as a super close friend, and horrible wingman

who tries to get you to admit that you like someone in the group when you have told eric ten times no you dont like changmin like that and yes juyeon is cute but youre not interested

and eric just wants you to be happy and he thinks youre lying and keeping it from him because like you think it would be weird to date someone in tbz

and he’s like cmon tell me! or do you like someone from skz, im friends with felix - do you think he’s cute

and at some point it wears you down and you are just like over to play video games and have fun with eric

and he’s like hey felix said you were pretty when i showed him a photo and you are like ERIC LISTEN TO ME and he’s like blinking like oh?

and you’re like i do like someone but its you and so since that isnt going to happen lets move on

and eric is like lets not move on because from the minute i saw you i thought cupid lodged an arrow so deep in my heart its been stuck their permanently and yes i watched hercules last night so i made that analogy isn’t it about time you kissed me so i would shuttup?

and when you do you’re like ok i have wanted to do that SO many times and he’s like well you should have

and youre like dont be sassy i will bring up every oppurtunity you tried to hook me up with your group member if you do and he’s like

i will shut my mouth forever if that is what you wish <3

#the boyz au #the boyz imagines #the boyz scenarios #tbz au #tbz imagines #member: the boyz #tbz scenarios #the boyz #tbz #sfw #the way younghoon is the ideal man: nothing to say just heart eyes in a stupor JK trgkdls

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zafirosreverie · 3 years

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I already had it all (Carla x reader)

For @midnight-lestrange i hope you like it!

a/n: i didn't put the smut scene here because this was already too long. But let me know if you want me to write it!

a/n 2: I...I really didn't watch Ty's scenes. I just skipped them so, I'm sorry if this was OOC for him. But I won't apologise for anything else bc we all know Carla deserved a girlfriend.

#GiveCarlaAGirlfrendChallenge

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You rolled your eyes and sighed when Carla came into the house crying. You didn't even ask, you already knew the story.

Isis looked at her daughter, then at you and subtly took her grandson's arm to leave you two alone. Jackson didn't even bother to look at his mom as he got up. They said goodbye to you before disappearing into their rooms. You didn't turn to the woman until you saw Jackson close his door.

Carla looked at you for a moment, feeling like a stranger in her own home.

"What did he do now?" you said.

Usually, you'd run to her side, hug her, and let her cry for a while while she sobbed and told you whatever it was that made her fight with Ty at the time. God, how you hated that man.

Not only did he have an amazing woman like Carla at his feet, but he also had the door open for a beautiful (if a bit messy) family. And the only thing that seemed to matter to him was how good was his girlfriend in bed.

Hell, the guy hadn't even bothered to properly introduce himself to the son of the woman he was fucking!! Isis had told you how he had shown up at Christmas, making out with Carla while Jackson just waved from the table.

It made you want to throw up.

Although, the woman was not helping either. Carla was your best friend, she had been for years! She was the first to welcome you to the spa, the one who made you laugh at your worst and made you do stupid things when she took you to the bar.

You loved spending time with her.

But Ty...he had changed her. You didn't want to be unfair to him, but since he hadn't bothered to introduce himself to you either, you'd still hate him. Well...you would hate him even if he turned out to be a nice guy, because he had what you couldn't.

You weren't sure exactly when you started falling in love with your best friend, but you did. For months you had become aware of how much you loved her, how much you wanted to be with her at every possible moment, how butterflies flooded your stomach when you heard her laugh, how your cheeks would blush when you were too close to her. You loved everything about her.

And everything that came with the woman. You got along wonderfully with Isis, who was seriously trying to be a better mother to her daughter. And you couldn't even begin to describe the love you felt for Jackson. That boy was a treasure! And it broke your heart that most seemed to prefer to ignore him.

"Y/N, are you even listening to me?" Carla's voice brought you back to the present.

"No" you admitted, looking straight at her "Not really"

Carla looked at you as if you had grown another head. She didn't expect you to say that. The woman didn’t know what was happening with you lately, you were usually tender, kind and supported her in everything. But in the last few weeks, you have become more distant and cold.

Although only with her. It seemed that the further you got away from Carla, the closer you got to Isis. She didn't want to admit it, but she felt a pang of jealousy and fear that her mother was stealing her...her best friend. It didn't make a lot of sense, but...

"Break up with him" you said suddenly

"What?" she blinked

"Break up with Ty" you repeated "Carla, he's not good for you. He's hurting you."

"That is not true"

"Then why did you come crying?" you crossed your arms

"You would know if you had listened to me" she told you, crossing her arms too

"I'm not talking about just now and we both know it" you said "This has been going on for weeks Carla!"

"It's not true" she insisted

"It's a routine at this point. You go out with him, disappear for hours, Jackson calls me to go get him, I stay here until you come back with tears in your eyes, I listen to you, you ‘break’ with him for a few days and then he smiles and you fall again. We all know the routine Carla! Isis doesn't even risk burning the kitchen anymore! She just waits until I get home to make dinner"

"Mom dines with you?" she asked, feeling that terror and jealousy build up inside her.

"And with Jackson" you reminded her.

"Since when?"

"Since you started ditching them for Ty, but that's not the point!" you frowned "The point is that you are no longer you, Carla, and it's his fault"

"That is not true!" she growled "I'm as me as ever"

"No" you said to her "The Carla I knew loved herself, wanted to rebuild a relationship with her mother and loved her son above everything else. The Carla I knew made jokes about Jackson, but it was to prevent others from doing it. My Carla would never have let a man make her cry. "

The woman froze a bit when you called her "My Carla." The heat in her chest returned, like every time you said something nice about her.

"Y/N-"

"No" you interrupted her "You're going to listen to me Dunkler! Because I'm sick of seeing you arrive like this! I'm sick of that idiot using you for your body and you letting him. Maybe I'm wrong, maybe he really feels something for you, but until he does a better job proving it, I won't change my mind. I'm also sick of seeing him take you away from your family. You said you wanted a better relationship with your mother, but Isis hasn't seen you properly in days. Ty hasn't even tried to get closer to Jackson, the SON of the woman he supposedly loves, to get to know him better! "

Carla looked at you in surprise. This was a whole new side. You have never lost your cool this way. And she hated herself for finding it a little hot.

"He's the only one who has really stayed with me for more than one night, Y/N" she said weakly. She knew it was a terrible reason, but it was the truth.

"So you will just let him do what he wants because you're afraid of being alone?!" you asked incredulous

"No! I-I really like him!" she said but it felt like a huge lie and that...that surprised her

"It's not fair Carla" you continued "It is not fair that you offer him all this! It is not fair that he has at his disposal a child as wonderful as Jackson and a mother-in-law as great as Isis. It is not fair that he has such a wonderful woman like you, a beautiful, hardworking and brave woman. He doesn't deserve you "

"You keep saying that because you don't know what it's like to be alone for so long! You don't know what it's like to feel like you're not enough for anyone!"

"I DO!" you yelled

"No you don't!" she yelled back at you "You are so perfect and cute and you have everyone at your feet! You can have whoever you want! So no, you don't know what it's like not to be enough for someone!"

"I do it because I've never been enough for you!" you growled "Because you've never seen me as anything more than a friend! And I hate you for that! I hate you because you come and flirt with me and then you go with him! I hate you because you gave him everything I've ever wanted! I hate him because he has what I can't have! AND I HATE YOU BECAUSE I CAN'T REALLY HATE YOU!! I HATE YOU BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DO ANYTHING OTHER THAN LOVE YOU AND YOU DON'T EVEN NOTICE IT!!!"

Carla froze in her place, staring at you. Her mind had gone blank. It took you a few moments to realize what you had said and you gasped as the realization hit you. You had confessed your feelings to her in the worst possible way. Shit.

"...I'd better go" you said hastily

You took your bag and took advantage of the fact that the woman still looked surprised to quickly pass her, almost running out of the house and to your car.

Carla just watched you go, not knowing what to do or what to think. What the fuck had just happened?

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You cried all the way home. You cursed yourself a thousand times for being such an idiot. How could you do that? You had promised to always be there for her and now you had ruined everything! There was no way in the world that Carla could forgive you for this.

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"Still here?" Isis asked, making her daughter jump "You've been staring at the wall for the last hour."

Carla frowned and turned her gaze away.

"Come on, get your fucking ass up and do something!" Isis insisted

"About what?"

"Oh don't play dumb with me. Jackson and I heard everything."

"What? Did you spy on us?" Carla asked a little angry

"Of course not! Your screams were heard throughout the house. I'm sure the neighbors heard too"

Carla blushed and looked at the ground before taking another gulp of her beer. Isis rolled her eyes and snatched it away.

"Ey!"

"Get out of here!"

Carla sighed "What do you want me to do? All that doesn't change anything"

"You're a terrible liar" the older woman scoffed "You've been drowning in your own misery since before I came back. You settled for that idiot just to not be left alone and now that you have a chance to have someone better, you will stay here getting drunk? I'm disappointed "

"Disappointed? It's something you would do yourself" Carla scoffed

"It's not true" Isis said, not bothered by her daughter's words "I would at least fuck her first"

"Mom!"

"What? She's pretty, she has a good body and-"

"Stop it! I don't need to hear my mother talk about how sexy my best friend is"

"Then pick up your sorry butt and go get her" she said, smiling at her daughter's jealous tone "You have the key to her house, use it"

"Mom-"

"I'll keep talking about her body if you don't. Did you know that she has a couple of moles near her right boobie? I loaned her a blouse once and-"

"And I'm leaving" Carla jumped up, taking her keychain

"I'm staying with Jackson, don't come back later" Isis winked

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You frowned when you heard the front door open. You were sure you had locked it. Your heart raced and you felt fear wash over you as you came out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around your body.

You grabbed a baseball bat that was near your bedroom door (thank goodness you were training with Jackson) and walked slowly down the hall to the living room.

"Y/N?"

You froze before frowning.

"Carla? What are you doing here?"

The woman looked you up and down and you blushed when her eyes stopped for a moment on your chest. She cleared her throat before speaking again.

"I wanted to talk to you but maybe I should wait until you don't have a bat in your hand" she teased lightly

You noticed that you were still holding the wooden stick tightly in your hand. Blushing even more, you leaned it against the wall. When you turned around again, you saw that your friend had approached and she was a few inches from you. You swallowed audibly.

All the way here, Carla had thought and gone over the words she would say to you, she had planned a whole speech for you, and god knows she hated speeches. But she had got her entire cassette erased by seeing you like this.

It was the first time she had admitted to herself that she really found you attractive. A part of her began to wonder if the whole Ty thing hadn't also been in part not to acknowledge her feelings for you.

"Carla?" you mumbled after a while

"Sorry" she jumped a little "I-"

"No, no. I'm sorry" you said "You didn't have to come here to tell me to stay away. You could have sent a message-"

"Why would I tell you to stay away?" she asked with a frown.

You blinked. An hour and she had already forgotten what you had said? You should be grateful, but it honestly hurt you.

"What I said at your house, I...I shouldn't have done it" you sighed

"So it wasn't true?" she asked carefully "Was everything you said a lie?"

"No!" You almost screamed "I just...it wasn't the way and I- I didn't mean to-"

Carla smiled slightly as she watched you babble in front of her. God, how had she not realized how adorable you were? Your lower lip was even trembling.

But she knew you. She knew that once you got flustered and started babbling, there was no stopping you. And she didn't have the time for that, no matter how beautiful you looked doing it. So she only had one option.

You gasped when your friend pounced on you, pressing you against the wall and kissing you deeply. Her hands immediately went to your hips and you moaned against your will when she pressed her chest against yours.

It took you a few moments to recover, but you wrapped your arms around her neck when you did, returning the affection. You didn't know what would happen when you’d ran out of air and had to talk, but to hell with that. You would enjoy the fact that she was kissing you, as you had wanted for so long.

If there was one thing Carla hated more than people themselves, it was having to talk about her feelings, especially this kind. So when you broke the kiss, her mouth immediately traveled to your neck.

You moaned a little when you felt her tongue on your skin. You wanted to continue, you needed to feel her, let her take you right there, but there was still a hideously rational part of you. So you pushed her gently, making her look at you.

"I love you" you whispered "...but I can't be another one of your one night stands"

The woman's heart broke a little when she looked into your eyes. She saw the fear you were feeling, but she also saw love. Love directed at her. No one had ever looked at her like that, not her ex husband, not Ty, no one.

"You aren’t" she promised

"Carla-"

"I swear you are not" she interrupted you. Suddenly, her brain seemed to wake up and the words she had practiced in the car fell out of her mouth "I'm sorry it took me so long, I'm sorry I was so stupid. I was so afraid of being alone, of not deserving of anyone, that I ended up accepting the first thing I could. But now I know that I love you "

"You're lying" you whispered "You...don't feel that way about me"

"I do" she promised

"And why didn't you say anything before?"

"I was scared. I took you for granted, because you were always there for me, no matter what. I ignored my heart, the butterflies in my stomach, the jealousy when I saw you too close to my mother. I didn't want to admit how I felt about you. And I didn't realize that I already had everything I ever wanted in front of me. I'm sorry. "

You looked into her eyes, searching for any trace of lies or mockery. But you didn't find it. She was telling the truth, she reciprocated your feelings.

You smiled at her and pulled her to you for another deep kiss. This time it was she who moaned against your mouth. The two of you poured all your feelings into that kiss, all the tension that you didn't even know had built up between you two.

Carla pulled away and felt a twinge of pride when she saw your swollen lips and the blush that ran from your cheeks to your neck. God you were beautiful.

"Carla I-"

"Shhh, no" she shut you up "you know I suck at this and that I hate romanticism. I already used up what little self-control I had"

You laughed a bit and she wiped away the tears you didn't even know had started to fall down your cheeks. She kissed you again and her hands lifted the towel a little over your thighs.

"Carla-"

"My mother has unsettlingly clear ideas about your body" she said abruptly "Something about lending you a blouse?"

"Oh...that" you laughed nervously "Yeah.. maybe I tried it on in front of her" you admitted

"Well, thank you very much, now I have to live with the knowledge that my mother has seen more of my girlfriend's body than I have."

"Girlfriend?" you smirked

Carla froze. Her cheeks quickly turned red and her eyes couldn't meet your face.

"I-I, w-well, I mean, m-maybe I should have waited a little longer, I-I just thought that-"

You cut her adorable and nervous babbling with a deep kiss that she happily returned.

"Take me to bed, then we discuss the status of our relationship" you said

"Deal"

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Isis smirked behind her beer when Carla groaned as you and Jackson yelled at her to run. She had no idea how you had managed to convince her to play with you, but here you were.

She suspected that it had little to do with being a "good mother to her son" and more to do with the shorts you were wearing. Either way, Isis was happy that her daughter found what she had been searching for so long.

You laughed when your girlfriend came back to your side with the ball in her hand. Her face was red from exhaustion and she was already sweating. She grunted a little but you pecked her lips to calm her down.

"I really hate this game" she muttered

"It doesn't matter, your girlfriend and your son love it. You'll get used to it" you joked.

You were about to kiss her again when you saw a figure walking towards you. You frowned and your grip tightened on the bat. Carla looked at you confused before following your gaze. She froze when she saw Ty walking towards you two with a bouquet of roses.

"I guess we got to the part where you forgive him" you whispered.

She looked at you and frowned. She intertwined her fingers with yours and kissed you on the cheek.

"Never again" she promised you.

You smiled at her and the two of you waited for Ty to be in front of you. The man looked at Carla, then at your hands and then back at Carla, completely ignoring you.

"We can talk?" He asked her

"No" she answered firmly

"Listen Carla, I made a mistake-"

"Me too" she cut him off "I made the mistake of being with you. To forgive you several times when I knew you would fail me again. No more. Get out of here"

"But-"

"You listened to the lady, buddy. Get out!" You grunted.

"Uh...and you are?" he asked, finally looking at you.

You felt his eyes run up and down your body, stopping a little on your legs. It made you want to throw up and by the way Carla squeezed your hand, you knew she hadn't liked it either. Not one bit.

"My girlfriend" she told him

"Girlfriend?" he scoffed "I thought you didn't want to see more vagi-"

You pointed the bat at his face before he could finish the sentence.

"Unlike you, I know how to use this" you growled "Get out of here before I use your head as a ball"

"You wouldn't" he smiled at you "Hey, there's no need to fight, you two are beautiful and I'm fabulous. Why don't we just put this in bed and be happy?"

You were about to insult him when Carla took the bat from you and used it to hit him hard in the balls. The man doubled over in pain before falling to the ground. You didn't know whether to laugh or feel bad for him.

"This butt is mine" Carla growled, releasing your hand and grabbing one of your buttocks to draw you closer to her "And nobody else's. If you get close to me or my family again, I'm going to hit a home run with your balls"

You held back your laughter and let her drag you out of there, leaving the poor man lying on the ground.

Carla yelled something about going for ice cream, causing Jackson to run to the car. Isis, unlike you, laughed the whole way. You smiled and took one last look at the roses that were now on the ground.

“That was hot” you whispered to her. Carla smiled and pecked your lips.

Her hand never left your ass until you got in the car.

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