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kookwashere · 7 months

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Can we get over it?

Summary: You and Jungkook grew up together, you ate from the same lunch box, rode the same bus, cried on each others shoulders, until his new girlfriend came in between you two and you both got into an argument and began to hate each other, but can you guys just get over it?

Warning: Contains fluff (my baby 😭), smut (yeehaw bois) oral (f&m), soft AND rough sex, riding, OC is a virgin, Jungkook is experienced but still gentle with OC, breeding kink, petnames (Baby, my love) language (Obviously) Aftercare, smut with very little plot 😋 This is my first ff so please don't expect it to be good 😔

Pain. That's what I felt as I laid in bed, curled in a ball, with dark chocolate and a heating pad on my stomach.

I didn't feel like going to school today, why? Well, what a very "lucky" day to be a woman, right? This period seems to be worse than some of the other ones i've had.

I groaned in pain as the cramps kept pulsing in pain, it felt like a knife was in my uterus and it was being twisted.

I managed to pick up my phone from my nightstand, I got a text from my friend Eunhye.

Eunhye: gurl u good?

Me: hell no, cramps 🤧

Eunhye: aw im sorry, anything i can do for u?

Me: no, it's ok, did you finish the project for art?

Me: it's due soon

Eunhye: uhhh abt that...

Me: wat?

Eunhye: jungkook is in our group 😭 but don't get mad at me!! i tried to tell the teacher to switch him out

Me: r u fr.

Me: time to switch out of that class

Eunhye: listen, maybe it's not the worst thing, i mean, he is a good artist? it could get us a decent grade

Me: yea but it's HIM and that's the problem

Eunhye: just pls give it a try, why can't yall js get over it?

Me: i wish it was that easy, i gotta go eunnie, love ya

Eunhye: ttyl girl, love u lots

You sighed as you put your phone down, maybe you should just sleep, you got tucked in your burrito blanket and fell into an abyss of darkness.

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"Hey ____" You sighed and looked up, immediately recognizing the voice. "What is it, Jungkook?" You looked back down at your paper, trying to ignore him. "Why weren't you here yesterday?" He pulled out the chair to take a seat next to you.

"Why does it matter to you?" You said and rolled your eyes mentally "I'm just curious, calm down girl," He chuckled "You know, it's cute when you are annoyed." He smiled a bit, "Jungkook? Where's your girlfriend?" You started to become flustered so you changed the topic

"Oh, we broke up." Your jaw dropped, Mimi and Jungkook were basically like the golden couple, the couple that everyone wanted to be, they were like in love with each other, what happened?

"You and Mimi broke up? Why?" You put your pencil down, now stopping your work to listen. "She was just to controlling, she didn't even let me hangout with any other girls, I couldn't do it, plus, there are plenty other girls that are way better than her in this school." He explained, "Oh yeah? Like who" You said and crossed your arms looking at him. "Hm, well," He looked up thinking while leaning back and crossing his arms too "Bomi's pretty hot, so her...Your friend Hannie, and well..." He put up fingers naming the girls and then paused, "Well.." He chuckled once again "You."

"H-huh? Me? What?? Why?" You were shocked "Calm down, ___. You are just...like the perfect girlfriend, I mean, you are smart, you have a good sense of humor, you are drop dead gorgeous, what else can I say?" He smiled to himself, looking down.

"I-I'm what? Gorgeous?" You turned away, flustered again. "Have you seen yourself, ___? Every boy in this school wants you are has wanted you, no exceptions." You felt your breathing getting faster, as well as your heart beat. "Every boy...does that mean you too?" You whispered, he went silent and looked down "I have to go now, bye loser" He teased you and smiled.

"Why can't we just get over it?" You mumbled under your breath, playing with your fingers.

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Okay, okay, Jungkook is coming over today for the project, Jeon Jungkook, my enemy, my first crush, my only crush.

I wish Eunhye was here but she got the cold, fuck you cold weather.

You were getting a snack and then you heard the door knock, you took in a deep breath and opened the door, seeing one of the most handsome man you have ever seen.

"Hi, Jungkook."

"Hello, ____."

"Come in, it's cold outside," You moved out of the way so he could come in, "Ah, so you do care about me." He smiled "Shut up or i'll lock you out instead." You closed the door.

"Where are your parents?" He asked while taking his jacket and shoes off "Out of town, my aunt died so they are at her funeral." You said while getting everything ready "I'm sorry for your loss, why aren't you there with them?" You sat down next to him on your bed "I wasn't very close with my aunt, I didn't know her that well.." You said and played with your fingers again

Jungkook went quiet, we both sat in silence for what felt like forever. "____, that fight that we had that night, I never wanted that to happen, you were the only good thing in my life and I just let you go." He was still looking away from you, you looked up at him. "Then why? You knew what she was doing to me, and still, you always picked her...it's like I didn't even exist to you anymore or I was just a burden in your life." He finally looked up at you too, looking in your eyes.

"You never have, never was, and never will be a burden in my life...I guess I was just scared." He laughed at himself. "It's silly, I know..." You licked your lips "Scared of what, Jungkook?" You scooted closer to him. He took a deep breath in and out, "I was scared of my feelings, I mean, fuck. You were the most beautiful, caring, funny, smart girl I have met, I guess I was scared I couldn't ever admit my feelings for you..." Your eyes widened "____, I don't hate you, if anything, those feelings never changed, I don't like you anymore, I love you, I'm sorry if that was sudden but I-" You cut him off.

"I love you too, Jungkook."

"You what?" His jaw was dropped "I said I love you too, I don't care if it sounds selfish but you don't know how long i've been waiting for you two to break up." You giggled a bit "I've liked you sense we were kids Kook," You smiled at him "I really really-" This time it has his turn to cut you off, but not with words, his lips were tangled with yours, one of his hands on your cheek and the other one on your waist.

"You don't even know how long I have wanted to do that..." He whispered and pulled you into a kiss again.

The kiss got more intense and he pushed you down onto the mattress and came above you"

"Mmh" He groaned into the kiss and pulled away, "Do you..do you want to?" He asked still hovering above you. You nodded and pulled him back down to kiss.

He started unbuttoning your blouse as you guys were kissing, you sat up to let him slide it off, then he pulled away from the kiss to slide the shirt over his head.

"Can I?" His fingers fiddled over the top of your panties "Yes." You whispered softly

You lifted your bottom up off the bed so he can pull your panties off, he threw them somewhere across the room, and let his fingers slide all over your body to your back, he undid your bra, letting it slide off your shoulders.

He takes a moment, taking in a deep breath, eyes scanning over your body, taking it in "Fuck, you're so beautiful...most beautiful girl in the whole world, my pretty baby..." He rubbed his hands on your legs, brining your feet up on his shoulder, he gave a soft gentle kiss against your foot and set it down

"Jungkook..." You whined "What is it baby? How do you want me? Hm?" His eyes still taking your beautiful frame in

"I want you here..." Your hand resting ever so gently over your mid section. "I'll get there my love, just be patient." He said while kissing down your thighs, going in a zigzag line between each thigh until his mouth was over your pussy.

With one lick against your clit, you developed goosebumps over your body "Kook- Mmh" You moaned softly.

His long tongue went over your clit, kissing, licking, sucking, with his mouth over your clit, he shook his head side to side to get you closer to your high.

"Kookie...I-I'm gonna...mmm- cum.." You said and gripped his hair "Yeah? let go for me baby, cum all over my face, you can do it baby, let go..." He mumbled, sending vibrations through your whole body starting on your mid section.

You released over his face, wetting it, soaking your bed sheets. "Good job baby, good girl..." He whispered while coming back up to kiss you so you can taste yourself.

"Jungkook, I want to help you too." You said softly. "Baby...you really don't have to, it's okay." He looked down at you

"No, I want too. Please?" You pleaded "Fuck, alright, yeah." He breathed out

He layed on his back, head resting against the pillows, you kissed down his chest, defined abs and toned body, reaching his jeans, sliding them off, then the exact same with his boxers, his cock hard and leaky, veins running his big length.

"Can you take it baby?" He asked teasingly "You know I can." You whispered before grabbing his length in your small hand. "Mmm, oh fuck...s-shit..." He moaned gently.

Jungkook was very vocal in bed, sometimes when he had girls over you could hear him, sometimes even louder than the girl, that was very rare though.

"A-ahh, baby, can you take it in your mouth? Please...I need it.." He whined, you slowly enveloped his cock with your mouth, gagging noises filled the room, your eyes getting teary.

"Oh my god...like that babygirl..." He tilted his head back, your hands caressed his balls and he whined at that, moving your head faster with his hand.

"B-baby, I need to cum...where c-can I?" He stuttered because he was about to see stars. You didn't answer so he presumed down your mouth, and he was right.

"O-oh yeah...shit! Oh my fucking god baby..." He cummed down you're throat, you tasted the salty liquid and swallowed it like the good girl you are for him.

"Can I fuck you now? Please.." He practically was begging "Yes, take me, im all yours Kook." You layed your back on the mattress again.

He put hands on each of your knees, slowly spreading your legs apart, seeing your pink pussy dripping with need for him, that only he could make happen.

"You are all mine, my girl, my princess, my pretty baby, my little cum slut." He said while looking down at your cunt, giving it a slap, making you jolt.

"Can I put it in now baby? I'll go slow...I promise." He said and grabbed his shaft in his hand "Yes, oh god please Jungkook."

He moved his hand up and down, getting on his knees while the top of his hand was filled with his pre-cum that had leaked out.

He slowly slide in with easily, your wetness helping both you and him to feel more comfortable. "I-Is this okay?" His breathing quickened and you nodded.

"I-I'm gonna move now, okay baby?" He slowly moved his hip back so only the tip stayed in, then slowly pushed it forward, you were already addicted to the feeling it gave you, and he felt the same way.

"Fuck, you're so tight...such a good fit for my fat cock." He breathed out, face stuffed in your shoulder and neck.

He started slow at first then started going faster, the headboard was rocking against the wall, you were pretty sure you were going to receive noise complaints.

"Ride me." He said out of breath. You winced when he pulled out and flipped you on top of him, he helped you guide him in and you sunk down, moaning loudly and throwing your head back.

"Come on babygirl, show your boyfriend what a good girl you are...only for me, no one else." You slowly moved up and down, gaining a steady rhythm, his hands were all over your body, your ass, waist, hips, your breasts that were bouncing right in front of him.

"That's a good girl, that's a good fucking girl..." He growled out "Nobody in this fucking world gets to have this cunt, just me, just your boyfriend." You whined again "You like that huh?" You nodded fast, still riding him hard, his hands intertwined with yours and you rode him faster.

He threw his head back and his eyebrows furrowed, biting on his bottom lip. "Shit, I think i'm gonna cum baby..." You nodded "I-I am too..." You whimpered feeling a knot in your belly, trying to chase that feeling.

"You gonna let me cum in you? You gonna let me fuck a baby into you? Let you be my baby mama?" He growled and flexed his hips up to meet you in the middle.

"Oh yes! I will Jungkook, take all of me.." You moaned out.

"I-I'm cumming..." He moaned and came inside you, just a few seconds later you came, your legs shaking and back arching.

You rolled off of him, onto the side right by him, and he slowly pulled out of you. He kissed your forehead and got up to clean the mess. When he was done he joined you back in bed and cuddled you.

"Fuck, that was amazing, you're amazing.." He whispered while playing with your hair "Thank you Kook, the feelings mutual." You giggled

"I love you so much, ____, words can't even describe it." He whispered "I love you too, Jungkook." You smiled, and he smiled back sighing contently, but also while wondering,

"Why couldn't we just get over it?"

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escha-evenstar · 18 days

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Insecure!GN!Reader x Azul

Wherein reader thinks they're not good enough for Azul.

cw: fluff, angst, comfort, mentions of insecurity (reader), negative thoughts (reader)

A/N: Suddenly felt angsty. I needed to get these insecure thoughts out of my head and cry 😭😭 Please don't read if it triggers something bad in you :"(

Imagine.

You liked to think you were just an average person. You didn't consider yourself smart, but at least you got good grades in school despite coming from another world. You didn't consider yourself popular, but you were at least well-liked by the students and have made friends with a lot of people. You didn't consider yourself beautiful. Just average. Boring. Lame. That was you. Nothing about you stood out.

But then you meet this guy named Azul Ashengrotto and he stood above the rest. He was your everything.

Sure, things started off... not so friendly. But after his Overblot, you started becoming closer with each other.

Azul seemed like the same.

Except, he liked to make exceptions for you.

"Tutoring for alchemy? Well, that comes with a price, you know? *Smirks* But as a token of our... friendly relationship, I'll teach you for free. ...as long as you don't disclose this to anyone."

Except, he didn't mind being physically close to you.

"W-what are you doing?! *Blushes* ... you're hugging me as a thank you? It's not necessary, though. .......I didn't say I didn't like it. Just... at least tell me next time?"

Except, he was more relaxed and open with you.

"I'm fine, Y/N. But I really need to sort out and finish this paperwork by tonight. *Sighs* ...okay. I relent. I'll take a break. 10 minutes. ...you prepared some tea? You're really something, aren't you? *Chuckles* How shall I repay you for your kindness? ...you want another story? Well, there's this coin I found when I was younger......"

You didn't notice these subtle changes in Azul and just continued to interact with him as you usually did.

Each day, your affections for the octomer grew more and more until you realized you had now fallen in love with him. And it was the moments like these that you held closely to your heart.

Oh, how he makes your heart flutter.

You love how smart and clever he is. You love how hardworking he is and how he always gives his best effort to every single thing. You love how smooth and confident he is. You love how he could be shy and get flustered too from time to time. You love his mischievous smirks and small but genuine smiles. You love his merform and human form. You love a lot of things about Azul. In fact, you love everything about him.

How you wished to tell him of your true feelings.

But you didn't.

You valued what you have with Azul. Yes, you actually wanted more. You wanted to establish a romantic relationship with him.

But what were the chances he felt the same towards you?

You were a blur— a smudge, compared to everyone else. You were nothing. Yet he was everything.

Sometimes, you try to think positive about yourself.

Maybe I could actually be special enough for him?

You tried to think long and hard about the good qualities you have. And after a nice heart-to-heart talk with your friends together with some encouragement, you decided to confess.

Or at least you planned to.

But then you saw Azul talking with someone else.

Wow. They look pretty/handsome.

They seem to be having fun.

They look happy together.

......

Am I pretty/handsome?

Am I fun to be around with?

...would you be happy Azul if you were with someone like me?

......

The negative thoughts kept circling around your head. Suddenly, your cheeks felt wet.

You were crying.

It hurt. It hurt so much.

Because after all, how could someone like you be with someone like him?

Azul noticed you walking by and immediately excused himself from the person he was talking to. He followed after your steps in a brisk pace and called out to you.

"Y/N!"

But you didn't look back. Instead, you seemed to walk even faster. And Azul found it strange. He jogged up to you and caught your wrist with his hand.

"Y/N! I was calling for you and—"

Your eyes met his and Azul's heart clenched in pain from the sight of your weeping face.

"What happened? Who did this? I'll make sure they pay for what they did to you!"

You pretended it was nothing and laughed it off. "Hehe. It's nothing Azul. Don't worry about it," you said as you wiped away the heavy tears. "I really need to get going though. I'll see you around!"

You turned your heel to leave but his hand never left your wrist. Your peculiar behavior only served to tighten his grip on you.

"What's wrong?" His voice came out soft and sweet as he asked you.

"Nothing's wrong."

"Then why are you crying?"

"I'm not." You sniffled, trying to hold back your sobs as you kept your gaze away from him.

"Would you at least look at me?"

You didn't answer his question. "I really have to go, Azul."

You pulled at your hand, trying to escape from his strong grip but he wouldn't budge. "Azul, please..."

"You know you can tell me anything, right?"

"I know."

"So tell me."

"I can't."

"Why?"

"Because."

"Because what?"

"Just because, Azul! So please. Please! Just let me go."

Your voice cracked as heavy tears cascaded down your cheeks like a waterfall. Your knees gave in and you collapsed to the floor.

"Y/N!"

He kneeled on the floor beside you and held you close in his arms. You struggled to get out of his embrace but each attempt caused Azul to hug you tighter even more.

"Y/N, I don't know what's caused you to be like this so please tell me what's wrong so I can help you."

Why...?

Why won't you tell me?

Upon hearing no answer from you, Azul sighed. "Alright. I won't press the issue for now, but how about we go back to the Lounge? I'll brew you a nice drink and bring you some snacks. How does that sound?" He gave you a small smile to be more comforting.

Why are you so sweet like this?

Did I do something wrong?

"Y/N?"

Please stop. You're making it harder to let go...

Please tell me. Don't push me away...

"Please...?" Azul felt his voice wavering as he pleaded with you.

After a few seconds of sniffling, you spoke. You said it so quietly his ears almost didn't pick it up.

"....I don't deserve you," you mumbled.

"What?" Azul felt confused. He pulled backwards a bit to look at your face. "What are you talking about?"

His eyes met yours and he reached out his fingers to wipe away the tears. It pained him to see you like that.

"Why are you being like this?" You said.

"Like what?" He asked.

"Why do you treat me like this?"

"Is there.. something wrong with it?"

You gave him a weak laugh. "Hehe. Nothing's wrong." You stopped crying and chose to stare back at his blue eyes.

I want to tell you something.

"You're.. really sweet, Azul." A tiny smile made its way on your face.

You were smiling at him, but Azul felt there was still some sadness on the inside.

"I'm glad you think so, but—"

"And you're so kind. And smart. And handsome. And—"

You continued to sing your praises and Azul was stunned from each compliment that came out of your lips. The tips of his ears turned red and his cheeks were warm.

Why are you telling me this?

Your hands slowly made their way up to cup his face.

It's best I tell you now and get it over with.

"I—"

You wanted to say it out loud. But you couldn't. You were afraid.

"You're perfect, Azul. And to me, you're someone worth loving. Always remember that."

You inched your face closer to his and placed your lips on top of his beauty mark, right near his lips, in a soft, sweet kiss. You meant for it to be short, but you couldn't help but linger there for a few more moments as poured your love into the kiss.

Is.. this what I think it is? A kiss? From you?

You later pulled yourself away. Your heart thrummed loudly and a pinkish hue dusted your cheeks. You could see the blush on his face as well but you didn't exactly know what he was thinking. You gazed at each other's eyes, trying to uncover the hidden thoughts and feelings.

I wonder what you're thinking.

I wonder what you're feeling.

I'm thinking a lot of things about you.

I'm feeling a lot of things for you.

But...

"Goodbye, Azul." You gave him a bittersweet smile before turning away and left.

Wait. What? Why are you leaving?

You felt the familiar wetness in your eyes. You were about to cry again. You clutched your chest and bit your lip, trying to hold back the tears from falling again.

Just walk. Just keep on walking.

You told and willed yourself in your thoughts to keep going. To walk away and leave him behind. But a familiar pair of strong arms wrapped around you from behind.

"...Azul?"

"Where do you think you're going?"

"To... Leave?"

"Why?"

"Because..."

"Because you think I don't feel the same way as you?"

Your eyes widened in surprise.

"Let me tell you something, Y/N. You're wrong. And also, you missed."

Azul grabbed your shoulders and spun you around. He placed one hand around your waist to pull you closer and the other on the back of your head before leaning down to kiss you directly on your lips.

It all happened so fast. You got turned around. Your eyes just blinked and suddenly, his face was there and his soft lips were pressed against yours.

Your face became flushed with warmth and your heart raced so fast it might just leap out of your chest. He was kissing you. Azul was kissing you. On the lips. You were so shocked that even as he pulled back a bit, you stood there still as a statue, staring at him with a flustered expression.

"I love you, Y/N."

"What?"

"I love you. I know I'm not the best person there is but... I really want to be with you. Will you let me?"

The tears you tried to hold back came crashing down like waves from the ocean.

"Didn't you hear me?" You said while sobbing. "You're perfect, Azul. Perfect. Meanwhile, I'm just a nobody. I'm nothing. I don't deserve you, Azul."

Your cries reached Azul's ears and he was taken aback from your response.

"How can you say that? You aren't nothing!"

"But I am! You deserve someone else. Someone prettier/more handsome. Someone that's not boring. Someone that's—"

"Stop it."

"I'm just saying the truth. I'm—"

"I said stop, Y/N."

"But—"

He pushed you against the wall and pinned your wrists to your sides.

"It hurts me when you say that. You're worth so much more than you think, Y/N."

He kissed you. Again. And again. And again.

"You're the most attractive person there is. You're fun and you make me smile every time I'm with you. You make my heart go crazy. You're always in my mind. Only you make me feel like this."

He kissed you for every sentence that left his lips.

"You're the one I love, Y/N. And there's no one else I want except you."

"You... You really mean it?" You asked while looking at him through glossy eyes.

"Of course I mean it. I meant everything that I said." He pressed his forehead against yours. "And I'll keep reminding you every single day that you're worth everything to me. And that you're the only one I love."

You felt the genuine and passionate love he held for you and it resounded deeply in your heart. It made you cry even more.

"Promise?"

"Promise."

Emphasizing his promise to you, he cupped your face and kissed you once more. He felt your hands traveled to rest on top his hands as you kissed him back in response.

"I love you, Y/N."

"I love you too, Azul."

"Will you let me be yours and make you mine?"

His long fingers wiped your tears away again while he waited for your answer with bated breath.

You noticed how eagerly he was anticipating your answer. You couldn't help but giggle a bit and gave him a bright, joyous smile before saying your answer.

"Yes."

It was one of the best things that happened in your life.

Like the moment you said 'Yes' when he knelt down on one knee and proposed to you.

And the moment you both said 'I do' and shared a most heartfelt kiss as a symbol of your marriage.

Things weren't perfect. Life is full of troubles, after all. Some days, you felt insecure again. But Azul was always there to pick you up. He kept his promise and always made sure to tell you and show you how much you're not the negative things you think about.

That you are worth so much more.

That you are his everything.

That Azul will always love you.

Always... and forever.

A/N: I cry. 😭😭😭😭😭 Remember everyone, you guys are worth something to someone and that you are worthy of being loved!! 🩷💜🩷💜

PS: More of my writings here at my masterlist!

#escha writes🩷#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #azul ashengrotto #azul ashengrotto x reader

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2smolbeans · 7 months

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Another ramble I wanna talk about while I finish and write some requests.. Btw this is unedited of course!

But where are my female yandere CEOs x female readers???

Like I remember writing a story where the main character is just some poor girl who just graduated college, trying to figure out her shit while trying to come to terms with why most of her relationships with her boyfriends never work out.. Where the reader/character is tired of feeling like a failure, so burnt out and near the brink of edge - only to stumble upon a bar where she meets a heartbroken and clearly in shambles woman.

Where the two have a heart to heart, talking to each other about their problems and insecurities. Eventually having a 'fuck it' moment as the two of them got black out drunk together.

That moment where they wake up, realising the events prior to last night, freaking out when she realises that she's naked underneath the sheets with the woman from last night. Scrambling to get out as they have no idea what to do.

Quickly writing a letter to the woman, trying to write an apology as the reader realises that she was gonna be late for work. Only to stupidly forget last minute that she didn't even give the poor girl her number and just dipped out!

The moment where the main character contemplates on her life, where she comes to terms with her sexuality realising; Oh shit, I like women..Guess that makes a lot of sense now.

How, within a year, she would meet the woman again. How the yandere would immediately recognize her, scolding her while also laughing at her pathetic note that didn't even give her their contact at all!

"I really thought you just left me alone on purpose you know..That was until you left me that note. You were so sweet..Yet so rude!"

"Do you know how long I've been looking for you?!"

After that moment, the two of them met again. How ever since then, they were always in contact with each other. Chatting over the phone and going out on small hangout dates. Every day, she made sure to always check up on her.

Eventually, the main character would mention to her how much she hated her retail job. How it paid so little and demanded so much from her. So she offered a job position as a secretary to them. Promising that them would 100% get the job no matter how badly they did at the interview.

Finally, when getting the job, she would realize that the woman was the CEO of the company she now worked at as the secretary the whole time.

That moment when she told her friend, the CEO of their company, that she were thankful for her. That thanks to her, she was able to stand on her two feet.

How she was finally willing to give love another shot when she realised what and who you were attracted to.

How she didn't catch the scowl on the CEO'S face when she sweetly spoke to her.

"I give you everything..And you won't let me give you this one thing? Why not go out with me? I can give you more than enough than what a typical 'girlfriend' could ever."

"I'll spoil you to no end. Throw money at you! And you won't have to do a thing besides look pretty for me while I take care of you.."

How, since that moment, she was subtle with her advances towards the main character. Her hands lingered at a certain spot whenever the two of them were alone. Her eyes always wandering off, drinking in their body as she adored how cute they looked in uniform.

Of course they made a few stupid mistakes here and there. Going to anyone but her!

It was funny how most of their current ex girlfriends were either drug addicts, cheaters, or previous abusers..Wow doesn't she have terrible taste in women?

Don't worry though, she'll always be there, waiting for them to make the right decision. She'll welcome them with open arms when they realise how much they need her, how good they'll have it when they give into her.

.....

But yeah!

I just wish there were more Female Yandere CEO stories 😭😭

I've seen enough of the yandere male CEOs smh..

And just to make a note, this concept was based on an old yandere CEO story I made with two ocs--

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yeagerfate · 11 months

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surprising them by speaking spanish.

characters: miguel o’hara and miles morales (earth-1610)

warnings: spoilers and reader is pregnant in miguel’s but other than that none! just pure fluff <333 oh and i write using actual capital letters not just lowercase lol. wrote this all on my phone so sorry if it’s bad 😭 and i’m not a spanish speaker so i used spanishdict for this. i’m really sorry if it’s not accurate, let me know if there are any mistakes! xoxo. one last thing: sorry this is so short! i just wanted to post something short and sweet while i work on something a bit bigger wink wink. can you tell i’ve never been on a date before?

MIGUEL O’HARA

It had been a very tiring day for Miguel.

Lyla had detected five more anomalies, including the Spot, messing with the Canon and all of the universes they’d ended up in. All of it had been extremely stressful for Miguel, especially because he was scared he’d end up snapping at you because of all the emotional turmoil. However, he couldn’t help but look forward to having a nice, warm dinner with you when he got home.

When he arrived home and didn’t hear you humming while cooking in the kitchen or reading on the couch, he was very concerned. “Honey?” He called. “You home?” Of course you were. Your car was parked outside in the driveway. Miguel wanted to smack himself for asking such a stupid thing, but he was much more worried about your whereabouts.

“I’m upstairs!” You yelled back. You hadn’t realized it’d gotten so late, and you were rushing to finish putting together your present for Miguel. A positive pregnancy test.

Miguel walked up the stairs quietly, a little confused but not mad. He could hear you fiddling around with something that sounded… like a bag? “Mi luna?” He entered the bedroom, and saw you rapidly shoving something in a small, white gift bag. Your shoulders tensed.

“Close your eyes!” You yelped out. “It’s a gift for you.”

“What for?” Miguel furrowed his brows. His birthday had already passed, Valentine’s Day wasn’t anytime soon, and your anniversary was in 6 months.

“Es una sorpresa para ti. Cierra los ojos, mi sol.” You smiled brightly. Finally, you’d be able to both surprise him with your Spanish, and your pregnancy. You couldn’t be more excited to see his reaction, especially since you’d both decided you were ready to have a child a few months ago.

Miguel’s ears turned pink. Since when did you speak Spanish? “I… okay.” His smile was beaming and eager.

You gently grasped his hands and opened them so that you could hand him the gift bag before telling him to open his eyes again. “Adelante. Ábrela.” Although you were nervous, you couldn’t see Miguel freaking out in a bad way. He’d been longing for a child for a very long time, especially after the loss of his Gabriella. Of your Gabriella, since Miguel was also your husband in that universe.

Miguel’s mouth was opened slightly, a small gasp emerging from him when he saw what the “gift” was. A positive pregnancy test. It felt like his entire world lit up when he saw those two lines; those two lines that meant everything to him.

“A baby? A baby?!”

Suddenly, his arms were wrapped around your waist, and he’d picked you up, twirling you around in a sincere hug before setting you down again. “You’re serious? You’re positive?”

“I’m serious. Vamos a tener un bebé.”

The way his eyes lit up was something you wished you’d captured with a picture, but you also were happy you could see it in real life. You were also delighted you’d learned Spanish secretly, so you could give him the news in his native language.

In that moment, Miguel decided that he’d never let anything happen to you or your child. It was the family he’d always wanted; the family he wished he hadn’t lost. One of his hands cupped your waist, while the other rested on the back of your neck. His soft brown eyes looked at you with such devotion it made you tear up. “Mi cielo,” He whispered, “Como te amo.”

MILES MORALES

Tonight, you were going to meet Miles’ parents for the first time. Miles had given you only one warning: not to call his parents by their first names. Though, you really wanted to impress them, especially since Miles was so special to you, and to his parents, of course, so you secretly began studying Spanish.

At first, it was a bit hard, especially since you spent so much time with Miles. You made sure to hide your Spanish workbooks under your bed, though, and whenever you had to go to Spanish lessons, you’d just tell him you had a babysitting job. It was always believable, though Miles was smart enough to know you were lying about it. He didn’t think you were doing anything malicious, though, so he decided to let it go. Maybe it was for his birthday? It was next month, so maybe you were planning a surprise party. He really did not want to spoil that for himself.

You’d seen his parents around sometimes, more often that not his father because he occasionally worked with the PTA. This was the first time you were actually going to have to hold a conversation with them, though.

You’d already gotten ready, having chosen a nice, classy dress but not too fancy. You put your hair into a pretty updo and kept it minimal on the makeup. Now, you were just rushing to review your Spanish. You really did not want to make a mistake and give his parents a bad impression.

Your reviewing was interrupted when you heard your phone ring. “Hi, I’m here,” Miles said. You could tell he was really anxious too, especially because of how shaky his voice was. “Okay, I’ll be right there.” You set your flashcards aside and walked towards the front door, smoothing your dress out and fixing your hair one last time before leaving.

Miles smiled as you walked down the front steps of your house. “You look nice,” He said shyly. “Thanks,” You smiled and took his hand.

You and Miles had given each other a pep talk on the way to his apartment, though Miles had given you much more advice. It was very appreciated. “Oh God, I’m scared,” You whispered to him as soon as you could see his house from down the street. “Don’t be, it’ll be fine,” He replied kindly.

Once you had gotten to his house, Miles took out his keys and unlocked the door, yelling to his parents that he’d arrived. Rio had immediately walked towards you, introducing herself as Miles’ mother in English, since she’d assumed you couldn’t speak Spanish. By the look on her face, you could tell she was skeptical of you, though that was understandable. Miles’ father, Jeff, had followed Rio.

“Hola, Señora Morales, Señor Morales.” Miles looked up, eyebrows raising impressedly at you before a boyish smile appeared on his face. He knew you’d ace your first impression, he was just nervous.

Rio was pleasantly surprised, and her face lit up. So did Jeff’s. “Bienvenido, mija,” Rio smiled. “Sígueme.”

“So… what was that?” Miles asked as he walked you home. The entire visit went great, although just a little awkward at first, and Miles was very satisfied with how it went.

“What was what?” You feigned confusion. “The Spanish thing. I didn’t know you knew how to speak it,” Miles replied. You smiled gleefully. “I didn’t. That’s why I was acting so weird. I wanted to learn for your parents, for you, Miles. I just wanted to surprise you, that’s all.”

Miles’ eyes widened. He blinked. He blinked again. “Really?! So that’s what you were doing. It all makes sense now.”

Giggling softly, you nodded enthusiastically, proud of yourself and your efforts to truly learn Spanish.

Miles couldn’t have been prouder.

#miles morales #miguel o'hara #spiderman x reader #across the spiderverse x reader #atsv x reader #atsv x you #atsv fluff #itsv x reader #itsv x you #miles morales fluff #miles morales x reader #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara fluff #itsv fluff #this actually sucks i hate this lol

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devskindawritingblog · 26 days

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Hi,

I feel like there’s not enough misty x reader fanfics so I would like to request one with her and if it could also be a jealous one. I really like reading ones with misty being jealous or a bit possessive. I regret nothing lol. Thank you!

Click to help Palestine 🇵🇸 Jealous? (she is with it)

Adult Misty x Yellowjacket!reader

An: Hello everyone. It’s been so long since I have posted. I went on a trip to Europe but now I’m back and finally making a dent in my requests. For this one it took me longer than I thought 😅😅 but I got it done. I added some platonic Van because who wouldn’t want to be her friend. Also Natalie is the one that Misty is jealous about, sorry nat she always gets picked but she’s a good option 😂😂😂😂. I didn’t want to do the text colour thing because I feel it’s straight forward. And yes the title is based of the Chromeo song Jealous ( I ain’t with it)😂😂😂. But the fic isn’t based off that song I just think I’m funny. Also it’s not grammar checked, I didn’t want to 😭.

Word count rounded: 1.4K

Ever since Misty was a kid she was always jealous. Jealous of popular kids who got praised and adored. Jealous of the girls who got everything and anyone they wanted. Jealous of never being included. Misty wanted to be helpful , she craved to be needed and that’s what the wilderness gave her.

Soon all of her classmates needed her help and they praised her for it. As messed up as it sounds she was her most happy the first few months of the wilderness. And that’s how Misty became “best friends” with you. You were badly injured after the plane crash. Your arm had broken and Misty didn’t hesitate to help.

She pulled you out of the plane and was the one to reset your arm and put the makeshift sling on you. She was the one who volunteered to help you get dressed and do stuff for you. You and Natalie were best friends having grown up in the trailer park with her and Misty hated that.

If you need anything you would always ask Natlaie first. It was always about Natalie. So when the time comes to choose between Lottie’s cult nonsense you choose to stick with Nat. The two of you were the outliers for a while until Javis death. After Misty saved Natalie the three of you became a little trio. Misty liked being around you but she wished she didn't have to share you with Natalie.

Even after 25 years it was still the same. Misty and Natalie have come to see Lottie at her compound to try and get information on Travis' death. Seeing Lottie after all those years brought back memories of those awful months out in the cold. After Misty called Shauna, it was like a weird highschool reunion. No one really kept tabs with you and Misty was worried that you wouldn't show. But to her surprise here you were, you looked the same, just much older, wrinkles and smile lines sprouting around your face from all the years. But somehow you're still the young highschooler, you still walk the same way and your smile still makes her heart flutter.

You and Van kept tabs on one another and you were a frequent customer at her video shop, so you ended up going with her and Tai. Here you were standing in front of your old highschool teammates. Misty’s eyes widen when she sees you. Her jaw drops a little and she rushes over to pull you into a bone crushing hug despite her small stature. “Oh my god!!!! Hey! It's been so so long.” She smiles widely as she pulls back her hands gripping your shoulders. “Yeah it has, it's.. Nice to see you Misty.” You smile back at her as she lets you go and you go over and hug the other girls.

You finish with Nat and she pulls back with a big smile.” Wow dude!!! You sure grew up and got hotter.” Nat smiles, wiggling her eyebrows making you laugh as you give her a little shove “ I see you're still the same huh scatorccio?. “Yeah, just less blonde.” She remarks back. The seven of you all catch up together as you make your way toward the main building at Lottie's compound. All of you gather round as Lottie explains the 4 treatment plans. You end up picking forage with Van because you had to double up at some point. You go off with Van and as soon as you're given the task, she smiles “C’mon we can go “forage” for something in my truck”. You shake your head and follow Van as you sneak off to her truck and she reaches under the front seat grabbing a bottle of whiskey.

“Why did you bring a whole bottle of vodka Van?” You ask but shrug and take a swig when she offers it. “Why wouldn't I? A highschool reunion with all of you guys.Im surprised I'm not drunk already.” “True, it brings back some memories that I'd rather not remember.” You say as you pass the bottle back to Van and it goes on like this for a while. Soon you see Taissa saunter over and you nudge Van, taking it as your time to head inside and leave them alone.

You find Misty and Shauna and pass them the vodka and soon after Van and Tai show up as well. After Lottie shows up you all settle in your little “trauma” circle. It slowly moved into gossip as if all of you were gathered around that fire all those years ago sharing secrets. The topic quickly moved to your life, after all those years without seeing any of the girls except Van, you're sure they were curious. “Sooooo…. Did you meet any girls in college?” Tai smirks nudging you. “Um.. well I guess, I dated my fair share of girls but none ever lasted. After I just never found anyone I wanted to keep around.” You shrug and the girls nod, you look over and lock eyes with Misty before she adverts her eyes and takes another swig of vodka.

The song changes over the speakers and Van perks up. “Oh!!! This is my favourite song.” Van smiles and jumps to her feet and soon all of you follow. You grin laughing a bit as Nat comes over and spins you around dancing with you. You laugh as Nat pulls you closer and you sway around together to the music. Nat’s hands run down your back as she smiles, you might have noticed if you had not had so much vodka earlier. You never thought Nat would ever like you because she was so focused on Travis. She spins you back out and that's when you lock eyes yet again with Misty. She takes one last swig of vodka before she frowns and stomps over.

“Hey! I uh- need to talk to you.” Misty says and before you can even say anything she grabs your hand tugging you outside to the soft snowfall. “Misty!?!? What’s wrong?”

“ What's going on with you and Nat?” She asks when she finally pulls you a distance away and lets your wrist go. “What? Nothing, we were just dancing, having fun.” You counter back at her. “Well you might want to tell her that she was about an inch away from your ass?.

“Why do you care? Are you jealous?” You ask putting your hands on your hips getting fed up with her attacking you. “Yes!! I am, ever since the crash I've been obsessed with you!!” Misty yells, raising her voice as she quickly regrets her confession as you stare at her confused. You both stand there in silence, Misty turns to leave clearly worried she fucked everything up. But as she turns to walk away you grab her wrist and pull her back into you. She whips around confused but before she can speak you beat her to it.

“Wait! Why didn't you tell me sooner, you think I don't feel the same way?” Misty stands stunned. There's no way the yellowjacket she's been crazy about since highschool actually likes her. “Can I kiss you?” You ask, holding Misty’s hands in yours and she nods almost in shock as you lean forward, capturing her lips and wrapping your hands around her waist. She kisses back softly at first but as you too keep going she gets more passionate with it wrapping her arms around your shoulders.

You pull back and smile as she pulls you back in for another before she finally pulls back too. “Wow” Misty says breathlessly. You smile and grab a hold of her hand. “Yeah,that’s about right” you smile and before you can kiss her again you hear a snicker behind you. You both turn around to see Van standing there. “ I see you too are enjoying yourselves.” She smirks and you playfully roll your eyes at her.

“Why don’t you and Tai go “enjoy yourselves too?” You counter back with the same smirk Van had. Van blushes and flips you off, laughing.” Well maybe I will” she announces before she turns around and heads back inside. You turn back to Misty and smile. “How about we go to bed?” Misty nods and grabs your hand again tugging you off to where she is staying.

#misty quigley x reader #yellowjackets x reader #Yellowjackets #misty

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youthinluv · 6 months

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parallel lines

You tell me you love her, I give you a grin Oh, all I ever wanted was a life in your shape So I follow the white lines Keep my eyes on the road as I ache

sypnosis ; parallel lines never meet, they go on forever and never touch. same with perpendicular lines. they meet once but then they drift apart. forever.

pairing ; shen ricky x fem! reader

wc ; 3271

genre ; angst, non-idol! & highschool! au

tags + warnings ; swearing, unrequited love, one-sided pining, hurt no comfort, mixed signals, love triangle (kinda), zb1 members featured, ricky's oblivious but reader's also kind of a coward and insecure

playlist ; strawberry blond - mitski, yours - conan gray

author's note ; I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG RAGHHH 😭 the ending fell a little flat because i was really rushing to get this out since it was long overdue huhus. i kinda wish i executed this entire thing better but oh well !

——— “Do you ever plan on confessing or are you going to keep hoping he’ll somehow notice you?”

Gyuvin asks you out of nowhere, almost throwing you off from the rhythm game you were playing.

“You bitch! I almost lost my combo because of you!”

You punch his arm once you finish the round, trying to change the subject. “And keep your voice down, someone might hear you.”

“That doesn’t answer my question, idiot. I’ve known you long enough to know how your mind works.”

“Shut up! Okay, look. He doesn’t even know me like that even though we’ve been going to the same school for years now. Despite all that, we’re only classmates. See where I’m going with this?”

Gyuvin then shoots you a look of disbelief. You stare back at him and you both sit in silence. As he turns back to his food with a sigh, he seemingly spots something and immediately turns back to face you.

“Hey, don’t make it obvious but I think Ricky’s looking in our direction.”

At this, you immediately look his way and briefly make eye contact with him. As you lifted your hand to wave at him, your view was blocked by someone sitting in front of you.

“Hey! Sorry, I got held up. Did I miss anything?”

“Alexa! Don’t worry about it. You didn’t miss much anyways.”

you resist the urge to sigh, dropping your hand and focusing your attention on your other friend.

Alexa was a newer friend to you compared to Gyuvin, whom you’ve known since your childhood.

She was a transferee and yet she was already considerably popular in school, which made sense because she was the full package. Pretty, nice, a straight A student, and well off. Still, she chose to hang out with you two, which came as a surprise for you.

“Hello? Earth to Y/N? Are you okay?” Alexa calls out, waving a hand in front of you. “Everything alright?”

“Ah, yeah. I was just thinking. Don’t worry about it.”

“Hmm... care to share with the class, then?”

At this, you look at Gyuvin, debating on whether or not you really should be honest with her. You look back at her and find her looking at you expectantly. You bite your lip, hesitating before deciding to tell her.

“Say… I don’t mean any offense to this, but why do you hang out with us? We’re like, nobodies compared to you, so it’s kind of surprising to me that you’d hang out with us instead of the more popular kids.”

Alexa’s expression morphs into a surprised one, mouth forming an ‘O’ at the question and seemingly taking no offense to it, to your relief.

“Ah well… compared to them I can definitely be myself around you guys. It’s too much pressure to keep up an image for them, it‘s no fun…” she mumbles. You exchange glances with Gyuvin as he decides to change the subject to something else.

You start to zone out and block their conversation as you look back to Ricky, who was still looking in your direction, and you two lock eyes. Not knowing what to do, you show him a small smile and he returns it, before looking away and back to his friend group.

———

“Alright everyone, we have a dyad project coming up. This’ll take up a big percent of your grade, so you have to take this seriously. That aside, I’ll be selecting some students to draw a piece of paper with their classmate’s name and whoever they draw will be their partner for the project.”

The teacher states.

One by one, he reads names off a list and they all draw their respective partners.

“Shen Ricky.”

He calls out, and you hold your breath. As well as like, 5 other girls in your class.

Everyone carefully watches him pick out a piece of paper and unfold it.

“Y/N L/N?” he calls out and your head snaps up so fast you could’ve sworn you almost broke it.

You wave him over and you can hear a few people grumble and sigh in disappointment here and there as he approaches you.

“Hi.” you smile at him politely.

“Hey.” he smiles back.

You look across the room to look at Gyuvin, who was paired with Gunwook. He lets out a chuckle at your wide eyes and wiggle his eyebrows in a teasing manner.

———

“So you’re Y/N? I’m Ricky, it’s nice to officially meet you.”

Ricky smiles warmly at you as everyone is left to discuss with their partners.

“Oh, please, there’s no need to be formal! We’re classmates, so don’t worry about it. It’s nice to officially meet you too.”

“Mhm. I don’t know if you remember, but I hope you didn’t find the little thing back in lunch earlier weird. I don’t normally do that.”

“You don’t normally stare at randos in school?”

You tease, amused at how Ricky visibly tenses up and gets ready to explain himself.

“I’m kidding, don’t work yourself up over it. If we’re working together, we might as well get to know each other a bit better. Or, something along those lines.”

His shoulders then sag as he relaxes and chuckles. You two hit it off pretty well and spend the rest of the period warming up to each other.

———

Your screams become muffled as you bury your face into a pillow, kicking your feet and thrashing around frantically.

….

“Are you done yet?”

Gyuvin plops down next to you, looking at you with disgust as you look up and stop.

“I don’t know what I’ve done in my past life to deserve this, but I can’t believe this is happening! I’m gonna get on my knees and start thanking all the gods above.” “Please don’t.”

You throw the pillow you were holding at him, as the exchange erupts into an argument.

“But seriously though, what are the odds that we’d get partnered up! It must be a sign.”

You grin as Gyuvin groans.

“Girl, please. Half of the school’s population is also crushing on him as well, so I wouldn’t get my hopes up if I were you.”

“Okay, okay, yeah. But does half of the school have his number too?” You pull out your phone, showing him the contact you had saved for Ricky. He rises from his position and snatches your phone to get a better look.

“Holy shit, you actually have his number….”

Gyuvin mutters, handing the phone back after a quick scan.

“Still, is that really a flex? I have his number too, because, y’know. We’re literally friends? If you wanted it that bad I could’ve just given it to you.”

He laughs as you scoff. As you were about to hit him for the nth time that day, your phone suddenly lights up and you see that it’s a text from Ricky. Seeing this, you immediately shoot up from your position.

“Shut up! Ricky texted me, hold on…”

You trail off as you frantically fumble your phone around.

‘hey! hope this isn’t a bad time but are you free tomorrow? we can discuss the project details at a cafe somewhere if you are. my treat :)’

The text read.

A pause came before you started shrieking in your pillow once again.

“Oh my god, shut the fuck up!” Gyuvin groans in annoyance, you sit up and quickly type a reply back.

‘hi! yeah, that sounds great <3 just send me the details and we can meet up by then.‘

———

“Hey, thanks for the free food, really. I should treat you next time as thanks.”

“It’s nothing, really.” Ricky places the tray down, setting their respective orders on the table. “I looked over the project and it seems easy so we don’t have to do much. We can honestly just use the time given as an excuse to hang out.”

“...You wanna hang out with me more?”

“Hm? Well— yeah. I dunno, I feel like I can be more like… myself? When I’m around you, which is refreshing to me.” he trails off, pausing to look at you.

“Was that weird? I’m so sorry, just ignore what I just said. Your boyfriend might get mad so—”

“Boyfriend?”

You echo, flabbergasted and wondering who he was talking about.

“Huh? Yeah, Gyuvin? I know we’re friends but he hangs out with you a lot. We keep asking if you two are together but he avoids the question every time.”

Your eye twitches and you force a smile, horrified to think that anyone would mistake you and Gyuvin as a couple, let alone conceptualize it.

“Oh. No. Gyuvin and I aren’t dating. Like, at all. We’re actually childhood best friends so I guess that's why we’re always together.”

Ricky’s mouth formed into an ‘O’ shape, nodding in acknowledgement. “Oh! I’m sorry then. He hadn’t really told us about you that much so we always just saw you as some mystery girl who he was always with. The fact that he’d just act weird when asked kinda left us questioning. That was also why I was looking at you that one time during lunch, so. ”

You nod, taking note of this. The subject changes and the little “date” carries on but Ricky’s mention of your best friend’s behavior still lingers in your mind.

You were to ask Gyuvin about it later that night.

———

Weeks passed by and you and Ricky quickly grew closer to each other. The cafe became your regular hangout spot and they constantly met up from that point on, even outside of school purposes.

“Oh my god, hey Y/N!” Alexa calls out and walks next to you as you return her greeting.

“Girl, I saw you at a cafe yesterday with a really cute guy. Is he your boyfriend?” She asks with a teasing smile on her face. Your face burns up, as you hesitate to answer.

“Ah, no… I got paired up with him for a class project, so we’re not that close.”

“Seriously? So is he single?” she tilts her head.

“I guess…? I mean, I don’t know, I’m sorry.”

You start to be more vague, not liking where this conversation was going. Alexa notices the change and your unreadable expression.

As she was about to say something else, the bell rings and you use that as an excuse to rush to your class, muttering a quick ‘bye’ and leaving her behind, confused.

———

“So you just left her behind there?”

“Yeah, and I feel so bad! She didn’t even do anything wrong which makes me feel even worse.” you groan, head in hands as you and Gyuvin walk home from school.

“Well, why don’t you just tell her that you like Ricky? Maybe she’ll stay away from him if you do, she’s too nice to steal someone’s crush away.”

You look over at Gyuvin, a little frustrated trying to figure out how to handle the situation. “That would mean I have plans to pursue him, and he’s like, way out of my league. Man, couldn’t you think of something else?—”

Gyuvin abruptly stops in his tracks and seems panicked. Confused, you look to the direction he was looking over at and your eyes widened.

You see Ricky and Alexa laughing as they stepped out of the same cafe from yesterday, drinks in hands. Upon seeing so, you instinctively grab Gyuvin and pull him away from their view. You two try to discreetly stalk them as they walk in the opposite direction.

Once they were out of view, Gyuvin pulls away and looks at you, unsure of what to say. You had an unreadable look on your face, equally unsure of what to make of the situation. In the end, you simply sigh and usher your friend to move along with a quiet “let’s go.”

———

Ever since that day, you started avoiding both Ricky and Alexa. They constantly sent you messages which you’d ignore, on top of pretending like you didn’t see them whenever they’d wave or look over to you.

However, you were unsure if that really was the right choice, because that only allowed them to spend more time with each other. In the middle of your avoiding and ignoring, you’d see them walking in the hallways and eating lunch together. Rumors about them dating have already started because of their sudden closeness and it became a hot topic pretty quickly.

One day, you and Gyuvin were over at his house to hang out and you couldn’t help but burst and rant after losing a round to him.

“God knows what I should do! I feel like it’s too late for me to go back on what I’ve done since I’ve been ignoring them for days now and it’s a little embarrassing to talk to them out of nowhere.” you finish.

“Maybe it’s better for you to talk to Ricky and Ricky only. This way you can communicate, tell him everything and probably even confess to him. At the rate everything’s going, it’s now or never.” Gyuvin tells you, putting down his controller and watching you throw yourself on his bed face down.

After a brief silence, you mutter a muffled “Yeah, maybe you’re right.”

Getting up and grabbing your phone, you look for Ricky’s contact and see his recent message from yesterday.

“hey. it's been a while. is everything alright? you’ve been avoiding and ignoring me all of a sudden. please let me know if i did anything to offend you and i hope we can talk again soon. i’m sorry.” it read.

Biting your lip, you hesitate, thinking of what to say. After typing and deleting your message back and forth, you were finally able to send him a message.

“hi. I’m so sorry for everything that’s happened. are you free tomorrow? i was hoping to talk to you. does the nearby park sound good if ever?”

It took less than a minute for Ricky to respond, taking the best friends by surprise.

“oh my god, you responded. and ofc, it’s all good with me, i’m free tomorrow. i’ll see you then.”

You stared at your phone, rereading the short convo you two had. Getting up, you look over to Gyuvin to tell him you’ve made up your mind.

“I’m confessing to him tomorrow.”

“Seriously?” He was completely surprised at this. “I mean– go for it! I can’t believe you finally have the guts to tell him.”

“Yeah. You were right about the now or never thing. I’m gonna tell him no matter what happens. The sooner I do it, the sooner I’ll get over it. It’s much better that way.”

You sigh and grab your bag. “I’m going home. It’s getting late.” “You want me to walk you home?”

“Nah. I kinda need some alone time right now. Y’know, to figure out what to do and say tomorrow.”

“Oh okay, get home safe.”

You exchange goodbyes, and leave Gyuvin’s house.

Unbeknownst to you, the boy is left behind alone with negative and conflicted feelings to your plans.

———

The park was quiet, which was unusual. It made you feel even worse than you already did, as if it was a reminder about your impending doom.

Thousands of scenarios run through your head and you can’t help but wonder if it was stupid for you to continue hoping that you’d still have a chance. That maybe, just maybe, he feels the same way towards you after everything you’ve been through.

You easily spot Ricky at the spot you decided to meet up at. It took you by surprise how early he was, but the feeling was quickly replaced with dread as you approach him. The thought of bailing crossed your mind but it was quickly erased when Ricky noticed you.

“Y/N!” he called out, and stood up, gesturing to you to sit in the empty space next to him. As you do so, he looks at you expectantly, trying to guess if he should go first or not.

“I am… so so sorry for the way I’ve been acting these past couple weeks. I should’ve at least tried to communicate with you instead of leaving you in the dark.” you start.

“Hey, hey. It’s alright, I promise. I was just worried that I did something to offend you, or that something happened. Don’t work yourself up over it.”

You nod and stare at him, trying to figure out what else to say to keep the conversation going and make it go your way.

“Um, so how’s life been going for you?”

The way his face almost instantly brightens doesn’t go unnoticed by you. You could feel your heart drop to your stomach as you could already assume what it was about.

“It’s been going well, actually. I started talking to this girl, Alexa was it? She’s your friend, right?” he asks and you almost couldn’t bring yourself to nod. At this point, you were just waiting for him to say it outright so you could confirm it.

“She’s a very nice person,” he continues and seems to hesitate and lowers his voice “you’re actually the only person I’m telling this to, but I actually really like her. I plan to confess and ask her out next week.”

Ah. There it is.

You purse your lips and abruptly stand up, interrupting Ricky and he asks what’s wrong. “Ricky, maybe it’s better for both of us to stop whatever this is. I can’t do this anymore.”

“Being friends?”

“Yes! If that’s what you think this is, then sure. Let’s stop being friends.”

Ricky stands up as well, you look up at him towering over you with a confused expression. You could’ve sworn he looked pained as well.

“Why? I thought we already sorted things out? Wasn’t that the whole point of meeting up here? Did I do something wrong?”

He grows desperate at your silence and lack of response, voice slowly raising. The fact that he even cared enough to fight against the idea made things even more complicated. You thought it’d be easy, and that he wasn’t attached enough to actually care.

“What’s it to you anyways?” you couldn’t help but snap at him, a little mad that he had to complicate the situation.

“Because we’re friends! I genuinely enjoy your presence! Did all of that mean nothing to you? Can’t we just––”

“It’s because I like you, Ricky!” At this point, tears were spilling from your eyes. “I’ve liked you for fucking years now and it hurts to know that I‘ll never have you. I was always a nobody at school, and I was fine admiring you from afar. But now that I know that I was so close, yet so far pains me.”

…

Silence overtook the conversation as Ricky’s face softened, any trace of desperation leaving his face and being replaced with an unreadable expression.

“I’m so sorry—”

“Don’t. I can’t even blame you. You’re way out of my league anyways, you and Alexa are a great match.”

You sigh, wiping your tears.

“I’ll be going now. I’m sorry it all turned out like this, really.”

As you walk away, Ricky calls after you and you turn around, deciding to give him your last words.

“It’s not your fault, Ricky. It’s mine and only mine. Maybe I was just unlucky, or maybe I just gave myself too much hope. But all I know is that something about you made me feel a little more alive and far less lost. Thank you.”

And with that, you walked away and decided that from there on, you’d go back to being strangers to each other.

#ricky x reader #ricky shen x reader #ricky scenarios #zb1 x reader #zb1 imagines #zb1 scenarios #youthinluv

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demigodofhoolemere · 6 months

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Things I can't stop thinking about from Steven and Vicki's Tales of the TARDIS episode

- This reunion. Seeing them together again kills me anyway, but when you look at the context of the last time they saw each other, both of them could have easily thought the other might be dead. The last Vicki saw of Steven he was bleeding out and slipping away from consciousness, and to Steven he woke up to learn that they'd left Vicki in a city that was being razed to the ground and its inhabitants slaughtered. There wasn’t a proper goodbye and neither could have known for sure whether the other had survived. These are two people who must have spent decades of their lives just hoping and praying that the other was okay.

They take each other's presence in like it’s a miracle. I don’t know if they intentionally wrote/acted this with that particular context of their last time together in mind, but nevertheless it can very easily be read that way since their reactions lend themselves to it so well.

- ^ In particular, Steven’s voice breaks in a way that absolutely destroys me.

- Is this girlish giggling not the most Vicki thing you’ve ever seen?

- There are certain moments that just really hit as, ‘This is them.’ I mean, look at her. That’s Vicki. It keeps blowing my mind.

- Steven is SO happy to see her again, oh my word. “I’ve got my little sister back!” is gonna live in my mind for the rest of my life. To have that dynamic acknowledged in those words and to see how much they love each other kills me. Look at this unreserved fluff. This means the world to me.

- Hearing that they’ve had wonderfully happy lives is so nice. Vicki could have been dealing with all kinds of turmoil given the time she chose to stay in, and with Steven’s luck he could have had literally anything happen to him, like Big Finish decided to do. I’m so glad they’ve been given full and happy lives onscreen, that Vicki has done so well in such a wildly different time and that Steven’s bad luck curse is finally broken. (The trauma curse is broken at least — it’s too much of a stretch for me to believe that he wouldn’t still have mundane bad luck lol.)

- Someone needs to either sue Peter for these faces or give him an award. There is so much emotion going on here and I can barely handle it. And knowing how much Peter truly loved this show and his time on it, I get the feeling some of this is real for him.

- “Vicki, this might not be his TARDIS. I mean, can you imagine the Doctor wearing something like this?” Well I’m sure as heck imagining it now! Someone PLEASE make fan art of One in Six’s coat.

- Their reverence for the Doctor’s pocket watch. Vicki is so happy and clutches it with joy and Steven stares at it and strokes it for a good minute. 💗

- Love having some skeptical Steven wondering if it could be a trap and warning Vicki to be careful. His older brother mode got reactivated so fast. And, “Don’t be such a spoilsport!” is so delightfully Vicki.

- Space helmet for a cow!!!

- “Well, it had been a busy week.” Lol, more like a busy (or not so busy) 2 years on Mechanus! You’re more than excused!

- I know it was naturally gonna happen because they’re going over The Time Meddler but I love the references to the Monk, and I love that we also get a subtle reference to The Daleks’ Master Plan out of it.

- Another one of those moments that just strikes you. Look at him.

- “He rescued me. I was an orphan and he became my family. I became the granddaughter he’d lost.” 😭

- Vicki’s little, “Come out, come out, wherever you are!” dance is so perfectly Vicki. It warms my heart how well-characterized they both are here.

- Anyone else see this and immediately start crying thinking about her putting her hands over her eyes in The Chase? Just me?

- Steven’s face when he agrees with her about wishing more than anything to see the Doctor again. I love his relationship with the Doctor so much, it kills me to see him emotional about it, to see how much he still loves him after all this time. But on top of it, once again I feel like there’s some genuine Peter in here who misses Bill. You can see in a lot of interviews, panels, commentaries and so on that Peter really truly cared about Bill as his friend and is still protective over him as a person and his character. When Steven makes this face in agreement about wishing he could just see the Doctor again, I feel something else very real in it.

- Look at them. Just look at them. No further comment.

- Vicki’s face hearing the Doctor’s laugh is my face.

I still haven’t been able to get through this without crying at his laugh. I don’t really have the words for how magical and touching it is that they included him in that way. It tugs on my heartstrings so hard.

#classic who #tales of the tardis #vicki pallister #steven taylor #spoilers #cannot stop thinking about them #this was such a love letter to the era and these characters #and to me who keeps crying #these two are so important to me

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mickimomo · 1 year

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The 'I Worship My Wife' Committee (Part 1)

I just know that Aneka, Namor, Attuma, and Oni have little get togethers where they gush over their wives. And it plays out in my head like this:

Aneka: Thank you all for joining me today. Alright. Well. As always. Let's start off by saying one good thing we have done to show how much we worship our wives. I'll go first. *clears throat* I learned how to give a deep tissue massage and gave Ayo one after she finished training. I also cooked her, her favorite meal. Things definitely got kinda steamy with the wine, but I'll spare you guys the details.

Oni: Nah girl. We share the details. Go ahead.

Aneka: Oh, well, you know. Straps were involved, and toes were curling. I don't think I've ever screamed that much before.

Oni: Oooh. That's why your voice was gone for three days.

Aneka: Yeah. But it was worth it.

Attuma, giving her high-five: Good for you.

Everyone clapped before looking at Attuma.

Attuma: Ah. Well. As you all know. Okoye is pregnant with twins. She's been craving a lot of things lately. She woke up at 3 in the morning sobbing the other day because she wanted something from the market. As you all know. The market is closed at 3 am. But whatever K'iin wants, I'll get it. So I broke into the place she wanted food from, made the meal, cleaned up the shop, left a few pearls as an apology, locked it back up, and brought her back what she wanted.

Aneka: I should have known you were the pearl bandit.

Attuma: I will not tell Okoye no.

Oni: Was udade happy?

Attuma: She was so happy that she rode my face and released after eating. I almost wish I had died with my face between her legs. It was a blissful experience.

Everyone clapped again.

Namor: Wow. That's beautiful.

Attuma: Thank you.

They all looked at Namor.

Namor: So, Shuri has been working on something nonstop without taking care of herself again. Typically, I'd chew her out and drag her to bed. Instead, I decided to come in for breakfast, lunch, and dinner and feed her a meal. I'll even come in to feed her a snack. I also forced her to nap with me and go on walks to take a break. And if you look at her now, you'll notice that she's not drinking as much coffee and she's glowing.

Oni: Yeeeess. We love to see a loved one properly cared for.

Namor: Yes. And now that she's not always going to bed tired, she finally has time to get laid out like a domino.

Aneka, snapping her fingers before pointing at the god king: I love that comparison you just gave us.

Namor: Thank you. I learned a lot at our last family game night.

Attuma: Are you trying for a child?

Namor: We will when she's ready.

They all nodded in agreement before looking at Oni.

Oni: Well. Amora has been wanting me to wear her colors more because she thinks orange and red really compliment me. So. Me being the good wife I am, I started wearing a few of her gowns, and she was ecstatic. Then I felt adventurous one day and put on her armor and pretended to be her when she got home.

Namor: Ooooo. How did that go?

Oni: She bent me over and fucked me until I cried.

Attuma: She made you cry?

Oni: Yes. I was so overstimulated, that I couldn't even move away.

Aneka: Is that why you were in a wheelchair for a week?

Oni: Yes, and my wife spoiled me every day to make up for it.

They all laughed softly at the memory of Oni pouting in a wheelchair while Namora tried to cheer her up.

Namor: I knew your lie of hurting your ankle seemed odd. You were pouting way too much with Namora around.

Oni: Beyond these walls. It's still a busted ankle. Amora will be livid if she knows I told you all what actually happened.

Attuma: We won't tell a soul.

Namor: You have our word.

Aneka, nodded in agreement: See. I knew Namora was a freak.

Oni: Oh hush. Ayo is just as nasty with you.

Aneka: And see. We didn't even have to go there.

Should I write out another meeting? 🤣😭

Link to Part 2

#mickimomo #the sun and the sky au #attoye #okoye x attuma #aneka x ayo #namshuri #shuri x namor #namora x oc #onimora #the i worship my wife committee

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jasonsknight3 · 6 months

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I thought I would just put part one and two together. If you already read part one you can scroll down to part to. I have it labeled just for you guys. I also tried a little somethign different this time. I’m a little nervous about it but we’ll see how it goes. Last thing, the art at the end I do not plan on finishing because e it’s just not going well. 😭 so you get to see part of it. Happy reading.

Zombie Jason fic

Part one

Over a year, it’s been over a year since it began. It took about 24 hours of screaming, panic, choking, and pain for it to spread like wildfire, it took a couple days for the screams to turn into quiet gurgling sounds. All it took was one week for the majority of humanity to turn. Not sure how it started, but this wasn’t like the movies. Not in the slightest. These “zombies” weren’t rotting, they weren’t falling apart, they weren’t slow, they didn’t eat flesh, some only bite for the purpose of spreading the disease. Some give the kiss of death erasing what humanity you had. The mindless creatures were pale green with irritated red under their eyes, some had thick vines creeping painfully out of the mouth, nose, eyes, or all three. A truly horrific sight.

“Unsure meetings”

Running through the trashed streets of Gotham you panic. Your warm breath being seen in the winter gray air. Hoots and hollers getting closer behind you. Your legs feel number and number by the minute. How long have you been running? How far could the adrenaline take you? You felt yourself slowing down. Up ahead were boxes, barrels, and stakes made of different materials. A normal thing to see in the streets these days. However, usually these places were abandoned. You wished you could get rid of these guys on the stakes but they were human. Somewhat smarter than the mindless creatures. “Come on pretty lady! We just wanna talk!” One of them cooed loudly while others laughed and encouraged. Zipping between barrels and other things you make your way. A scream cut through the air making you look back. You see one of the guys bleeding, nails embedded in his face and whole left side. It was a sucking sight, torn flesh, the nails contorting his face. The other men were trying to console him, stupidly pulling the nails out of his face. Looking back was your worst possible mistake. Your ankle caught some thick rope making you fall. It was so quick the sound of crunching didn’t even seem real. Your eyes watered, heart pounding, your arm felt…numb. Swallowing the fear you turn your head to a horrific sight that makes you shriek in horror. The pain was extreme as it all suddenly came rushing to you. Bloods leaked from your bear trapped arm. Unfortunately the group of men hadn’t forgotten about you. They all started approaching.

In a hurry you tried prying off the bear trap to no avail. After all, bear traps required two hands instead of one. “Well well well, looks like our little lady got stuck.” One of them taunted. “Well, looks like we don’t have to catch er’ now.” Another said laughing. Quickly you pulled out your knife pointing it at them. You hated that you shook. They could see the fear. “Oh sweetie. No need for that, let just say we’re a couple of guys that need a- a little affection.” In response you cursed at them. “Back off!” You yelled. “No need for that little lady.” One of them kicks the bear trap causing you to drop the knife and shriek in pain. In a single moment they had you pinned to the ground, your face on the cold dirty asphalt. You scream at them, and cry desperately for help. The men talked among themselves. “It’s not like she needs both. We could just cut it off.” Another interjected “we could just take off the bear trap dummy.” Another one huffed “but if we cut her hand off she’ll be less of a fighter.” They all agreed your eyes watered as you pleaded. “Pl-please don’t!” They only laughed. The one on top of you pulled out a knife. “This might hurt little lady.” You squeeze your eyes shut, the blade touches your skin but nothing more. A weird silence followed. Something warm dripped on your face. Opening your eyes you see the man above you. Red leaking from his throat. A blade covered in blood stabbed through his jugular. The man gurgled but was quickly thrown to the side taking the wait off of you. “Walter!” One of the men screamed. “You gonna pay for that!” Trying to get away from the commotion you crawl away as far as you could and sit up. Just before you was a bloody scene. A larger man was in a bloody battle with these guys. Blood was everywhere. Using skill and accuracy he sliced and stabbed to kill. They got a few hits on him but it did little to nothing. Within a few moments of agonized screams the winter air fell quiet. Zombies you could handle, this- this was true horror. Living in Gotham before all this was pretty dangerous but this was one of the most violent things you had seen personally.

You attention strayed away from the dead bodies to the approaching figure. “No- please! Don’t hurt me! I- I’ll leave! I swear!” You plead. The man crouched down. “Stop.” He demanded abruptly. Being quiet you take note of a few things. This huge man was wearing plated armor that had some sort of red symbol on the Breast plates, wearing a brown leather jacket over it, he had some waist holsters obviously for guns and a knife sheath. Leaning down you could see he wore a red handkerchief over the bottom of his face. his eyes. One green the other blue Strangely soft and a scar between his thick eyebrows. He took a hold of the bear trap. “Hold your breath.” He ordered and you comply. The sound of straining metal claws was a relief and painful. The exhale was sharp and the inhale quick. The man put a hand over you mouth muffling the screams of agony. The trap clamping on hurt just as much as coming off. Tears streamed down wetting you flushed cheeks. “You’re alright. You’ll be fine. Come on.” Taking a hold of your upper back the stranger lifted you up and started taking you to a building. He looked around, aware of the sound of the infected getting worked up. “Need to get off the street.” He said aloud more to himself than you. “I’ll take care of you.” He assured you.

Part two starts here

The building he took you inside was cold, quiet, and for obvious reasons empty. Looking around it looked like a business building, a front desk, spinning chairs, and pictures with golden colored trim. “Take a seat.” He demanded pointing to a dust covered chair. The pain was…awful. You still hiss and whimper when trying to get comfortable. Looking down at it almost made you want to throw up. Holes in the flesh bleeding, bruised, swollen. How much blood did you lose? As if on cue you start feeling dizzy. “Uh- s-sir, i…think I’m gonna… pass out.” Your hearing felt like it started cutting out, you felt so sweaty and hot, the world began to spin in circles as you felt your head get heavy bobbing side to side. “Oh you are not.” A muffled voice responded. You felt a pair of hands taking me somewhere. The sensation of a flat surface pressing on your back could be felt. Your legs felt like they were resting higher than then the rest of your body. A dull pain radiates from your arm as you feel a hand lift it up. Oddly enough it was all so funny.

Jason’s POV

The woman in the floor started laughing. “That’s not good.” I say to myself. Good thing I’m trained for this kind of thing. I take her hand holding it straight up keeping it above her heart. One thing I’ve been grateful for is how well Batman taught me to prepare and then some. Opening the med-kit scanning the items I find some cloth and hold it tight to her arm. Two places were injured and I could hold both. Lightly tapping the woman’s face I get her attention. “Hey, hey. Can you hear me?” She laughed a smile. “Yea I can hear you.” At least she’s still conscious. “I need you to do me a favor if you can. Can you lift up your other arm?” She looks over at her arm, lifting the shaking hand in front of her face. “Y-yea.” She said look at her hand with a lopsided grin. “I need you to hold something for me. Think you can do that?” She nods her head. Guiding her hand I have her hold another cloth to the other puncture wound. She couldn’t hold it too tight but it would at least give me something time.

While she held the wound nibbling about something I took the small tablet from the med-kit to x-ray the damage. Solar powered recharged every other day. I thought about it. Probably need to give her something to drink if I can, and keep her talking and away. “So, what’s your name?” I ask her. She looks at me with a funny face. “You want to know my name?” She slurred out. “Yea, I’d love to know your name. Do you have one?” Of course she had one I knew but I was trying to keep things light as I scanned the wound. “Of course I have a silly. Everyone does. It’s (y/n). What about you?” She asked. “I’m Jason.” The scan completed. Luckily she only had some blood loss and treatable muscle damage. No major arteries hit. She had no idea how lucky she was. “Jason…I like it. It’s very cute.” That fought me off guard for a moment. “Uh, thanks.” I start getting to work on the first part of her arm. I’ve patched myself up numerous times that this was easy.

As soon as I finished that one I gently moved her hand. “So, what drinks do you like? Have a favorite?” I asked to keep her talking. She seems to be slowly coming down from the dizziness. “I like soda.” She said her eyes were watering. Stealing a glance I see it. “Are you starting to hurt?” She nods with a sob. “Okay, that’s a good sign.” I mumbled to myself. Looking back in the med-kit I grabbed a small juice box. “Here, drink this you’ll start to feel better. Take it slow.” She did just that, siping through the straw. Finishing up the other abrasion on her arm I wrap it up to finish. She needs to keep it over her heart for now stills just like a broken bone. Putting it in a sling I gently lifted her head wrapping the sling strap around her neck. Even though I was as gentle as possible she still whined in pain as I shifted her arm into the sleeve. “I know it hurts. It’s alright. Let’s get you some medicine. Let try and sit up.” I help her sit up. She sits there for a moment as I keep an eye on her to make sure she doesn’t just go back down. When I was sure she was fine I took some ibuprofen and gave it to her. “Here.” She opened her mouth and I popped it in. You’re alright. You’ll start feeling a little better. Hopefully soon.”

Your POV

Yes. The pain was intense but your hearing was back, the world felt like it wasn’t spinning anymore, and you were taken care of. You look at Jason whose gaze was still on you. “Thank you.” He nodded. “You’re welcome. So, how long were you running from those filthy hellions?” She thinks for a moment. “I don’t really know but it was a long time.” He then pulled down the red bandana that covered his face. He has a strong jawline, a scar from his chin passed his lip up to his cheek, and the other smaller one on his cheek. He had a beard that was decently grown. For two years it wasn’t long so he must shave sometimes. He smirked. “You good?” You look away a little embarrassed. “Sorry.” He laughed a little. “It’s fine. How are you feeling now?” Sighing you answer “better than it did a minute ago.” I said with a smile.

He nodded. “Listen, I want you to stay so I can take care of you but, I have something I have to do, I know you won’t like it but I promise I won’t hurt you.” Your eyebrows furrow in confusion. “What is it.” Talking a breath he answers seriously. “I’ll need to check you for bites. I’m going to have to see under the clothes.” You feel your heart jump in your chest. “A-after what I just went through? After what those men intended to use me for?!” Feeling a since of panic and anger. He shakes his head. “Listen, I get it. I know I’m sorry, but I have people I have to take care of. A friend and his little girl. I can’t lose them. If something happed to them I’d never forgive myself.” He seems genuine. He seem like he really is telling you the truth. “I won’t have to touch you and no, I can’t just trust your word. Been lied to too much. Can’t take the risk.I just need to take a good look for bites. I promise no touching required.” Taking everything into consideration you agreed. He did help you and he is just looking out for his group. “Okay, what do you need to see?” You inquire. “I already saw one arm, I need to see the other, your torso and legs including feet.” With a sigh you get up with a bit of the grunt while he stayed on the ground. “I can’t lift my other sleeve.” You say realizing yo I can’t actually use your other hand. “Are you asking for help?” You nod. He lifts your sleeve and examined your arm all round lifting it and taking a good look. “I need to see your shoulder. May I have a look?” He asked. You nodded again. He moved the collar of your shirt a little and inspected your shoulder and neck. “Okay, that’s all good.” He backed away. Lifting your shirt you showed the skin underneath. It felt embarrassing but he didn’t look at you in a lot way or make you feel uncomfortable. “Slowly spin.” Doing what he asked you do a 360. “Okay that’s good.” You lean down and take off your shoes and socks showing him your feet. He nodded letting you know you were good. Pulling your sweats up to you knees he takes a good look. “Okay.” Wriggling your sweats down to show your thighs and hips he nods. “Okay, I’ll take you upstairs and well have dinner with the rest of the crew. You successfully put your socks on but started to struggle tying shoe. “Can I have os help?” He leans down and helps put your shoes on and tie them while you sad up looking at him. You realized he had a white streak in his black curly hair that was half up. “How’d that happen?” You asked. “Mm, long story.” Standing up he took your good hand and pulled you up. “Let’s go.”

Going up the stairs he kept close by as if to make sure you wouldn’t get hurt or fall. The walk was long, especially after all the excitement you lived through. On the fifth floor is where we exited the stairwell. The whole floor was covered in a bunch of offices. “This way.” His voice was quiet. Finally you both made it to a large office room. “Jason!” A small light voice called in excitement. A little girl suddenly jumped into Jason’s arms. He pulled her into a tight hug. “Hey, sunshine.” He said tenderly with a smile. The little girl looked at you. She had black hair, beautiful green eyes, a paler tone. “Who’s that?” She asked. “This is our new friend. She was hurt really badly. Someone has to take care of her. How about you show he to the food.” She nods. “Where’s your dad?” He asked her. “He’s talking to Dick on the radio.” Jason hummed then whispered something in her ear. With that she giggled and took your hand. “Come on!” Leading you to the corner of the room there was a small contained fire with a pot of stew. She made a bowl and gave it to you. “Here.” With a smile you take it. “So, what’s your name?” You ask taking a bite of the warm stew. “I’m Lian. Harper!” She stuck her hand out to greet. Putting the spoon down you shake hers. “I’m (y/n).” You and the Lian kept each other good company. Jason must have gone and talked to this Roy guy. You were grateful that Jason saved you. You were glad he was there and that he was willing to give you a safe space to be.

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willowfolksong · 1 year

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i think labyrinth suits baji, especially if the reader and baji are enemies

“uh oh, i'm falling in love” part is when theyre both catching feelings for each other but theyre both denying it to themselves because that's just ridiculous as they thought

“oh no, i'm falling in love” the part they realize that they really are in love with one another, but theyre hiding and still denying it but you can sense the pining

“oh, i'm falling in love” is the part where they just give in to their feelings😭😭

SO SORRY I RANTED TOO MUCH 😭😭 i jst had this thought and needed to share it after seeing the lavender haze fic

falling in love, again

Keisuke Baji x Reader

a/n: thank you for your kind words, anon. I wish you could see this. your ask inspired this fic, so thank you so much 🫶🏻. hope you can enjoy it ✨

It wasn't supposed to end like this.

You didn't even liked him to begin with.

He was scary, loud, and incredibly disrespectful for no apparent reason.

He drops the book on the table and you recoil, anger simmering in your downcast eyes.

'This will only be for a month. Only a month and nothing else', you think to yourself, taking a deep breath and wondering why you said no when you were offered the possibility to move to a more advanced classroom, thanks to your notes.

You wouldn't have to deal with Keisuke Baji then.

"This book is crap and ain't no way I'm gonna read it"

"You have to" you say through gritted teeth "Or you'll fail this subject"

You're not even looking at him, but you know he's shrugging without a care in the world "As if I care"

"Aren't you one year behind already?" you ask him in a mocking tone. You really don't know where you got the courage from, because Keisuke Baji is definitely a guy no one wants to mess with "Do you want to be repeating again?"

He places both hands on the table and leans down, hovering over you like a panther about to jump on its prey.

"You little shit"

"Fine by me, you know?" you finish, and your voice is only a whisper now but you still get up, pick your bag and start walking towards the classroom's door. Never mind your shaking hands "It's not my problem anyway"

He calls your name when you're about to leave, and you only stop because you're genuinely surprised that he knows it.

"Fine, just ..." he sighs, shoulders sagging. Then he points to the book with an angry scoff "Let's just get this thing over"

It wasn't supposed to end like this.

It was going to be just one month, one month to get your teacher out of your back. He was supposed to be your good deal of the year. Nothing more, nothing less.

"Are you freaking kidding me?" he yells, and you quickly silence him by placing a hand over his mouth. His smile tickles your fingers.

"Be quiet!"

"You mean I could've just read the manga version, instead of the whole ass book?"

"No, reading the book is important for the test" you tell him, rolling your eyes. But then he's making a grabbing motion with his hands that actually makes him look like a toddler reaching for his parents, and you have to laugh and hand the manga to him "But I thought you would appreciate seeing the story like this as well"

"Oh, I appreciate it alright" he yells, grimacing when you scold him again, and actually making a quick bowing motion when he turns around to find the librarian glaring daggers at him from the front desk "Yeah, yeah, sorry. I'll keep my mouth shut"

"Good" you nod, grabing your books "I'll leave you to it then"

It's only two days before the test, and you want to do some studying alone in your bedroom, wich translates into frantically pacing back and forth and reading stuff out loud, but he really doesn't need to know that)

He calls your name when you're about to go out the door, and this time, it is you who apologizes to the librarian, who looks absolutely done with the two of you.

"Thanks for this" he smiles, and it's a sharp smile with a hint of fangs that has you blushing and praying he's too far away to notice how quickly the colour spreads from your cheeks to your neck "You ended up being way cooler than what I thought"

It wasn't supposed to end like this.

You were just meant to be the surprisingly cool nerd girl that helps him get a good grade, pass the subject, and then just becomes someone he casually smiles when he bumps you on the hallways.

"Why are you smiling?" he asks, and you smile grows even bigger.

"How do you know I'm smiling? Your eyes are closed"

He shrugs, and you snuggle even closer under the blankets "I just know it"

"How?"

"I just do. I have a super power"

"You're a dork, that's what you are"

At that he smiles as well, and he even opens one eye to look down at you, with your head on his chest.

"Yeah well, but I'm your dork"

"I guess that is true"

"You chose me, so no backtracking now"

"Wouldn't dream of it" you laugh.

"Yeah, well. Because you wouldn't be getting rid of me that easily anyway"

"Really?"

"Yeah, you're totally stuck with me"

"Oh, I didn't knew you loved me that much" you say in a singsong voice, attempting to make a joke that clearly falls flat when Baji goes silent, and you have to actually look back up to see if he suddenly didn't just fell asleep.

"I mean" he starts, licking his lower lip in that nervous way that reminds you to your first kiss "I do love you"

One second passes.

Then two.

Then you're sitting down slowly and looking at him in bewilderment.

"I was just joking" you tell him, watching him immediately go from relaxed to surprised, then to defensive.

"Well, I'm not. You have a problem with that or what?"

Your mouth falls even more open, if possible.

"Ahm..."

"I love you and you're just gonna have to deal with that" he finishes, and then gets up in a flurry of blankets, and you just stay still and watch him quietly apologize to your cat for scaring her half to death on his way to angrily put his shirt back on and make a beeline straight for your window. The one he climbs almost every night when you're absolutely sure that your parents are sleeping already.

You only really realize he just confessed his love to you and immediately took off when you hear him start his motorcycle, and then you're running to the window he left carelessly open to shout his name, your parents be damned.

"I love you too!" you yell "So much!"

He flashes you that signature smile that you first saw that faithful afternoon at the library, and then disappears into the night.

You get scolded and grounded the next morning, but you still think it was totally worth it to see his blush right before he put his helmet on.

It wasn't supposed to end like this.

Because now... now you're going to have to spend your whole life getting over him.

You don't go to the funeral. Chifuyu tells you everyone was there. That his mother cried a lot. That a couple of them asked about you. You're only half listening.

Only when he places a hand on your shoulder you look up, to his stormy eyes that must look exactly like yours.

'Breathe in, breathe through. Breathe deep, breathe out'

The box with some of his stuff that his mother sent you stays under your bed until you move out of your parents apartment. You take it with you, because your chest still hurts even then, eight years later.

All because you fell in love.

In the great labyrinth of things that life is, you wonder if it was always meant to be like that.

...

It's the beginning of the year and you say yes when your teacher asks you about changing classrooms. You're going to miss studying with your friends, but you can still see them at lunch.

It's for the better. This is what's supposed to happen.

You graduate with flying colors. You go to college. The love you feel for the kitty you found starving on a side of the road and that has now become the queen of your bedroom and hogger of all your pillows, compels you to study veterinary science.

Life is good. Everything's like it's supposed to be.

Until one of your teachers asks you a tiny favour.

"You have to" you say, and the guy has the nerve to look all smug. As if he wasn't failing the class "It's the only way you're going to pass"

"Look, you don't have to be a little shit about it" he tells you, and you suddenly want to pick up the book he carelessly dropped on the table and smack him on the head with it "I know what I have to do. I don't need any bossy girl that thinks she's way cooler than she is telling me what to do"

"Okay fine! Whatever! Just do whatever the hell you want!" you yell, because you're 22, running low on caffeine and with a roommate that is going through the worst breakup ever, so you've been staying up all night doing your part in consoling her.

You don't have enough energy for this.

You're almost at the door when you hear him call your name, and a wave of emotions that surges seemingly out of nowhere threatens to topple you over, so you hold onto the door frame before slowly turning to look back at him.

He has apparently opened the book, and it's looking at whatever page he landed in with a furrowed brow.

"Fine" he relents, taking a quick look at you before closing the book back with a little more force than necessary, and plopping down on his chair "Let's just get this over with"

And you have a feeling, right in that moment, that this is exactly how things are supposed to happen.

This work belongs to my Midnights: Sleepless stories 🕰️ collection, a series of reader insert fics based on the album Midnight, by Taylor Swift, with characters from Haikyuu, Tokyo Revengers and Blue Lock. ✨

You can still send an ask if there's any character you would like to see in any particular song ✨

Last: lavender haze

#keisuke baji x y/n #keisuke baji #keisuke baji x reader #baji x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev fluff #tokyo rev angst #baji fluff #baji angst #fluff #angst #tokyo revengers fic #based on a taylor swift song

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twopoppies · 1 year

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I know we should ignore these things, but I like debunking them. So, the article about Harry and Yan Yan Chan originally came from Woman’s Day in Australia, which is bottom of the barrel. Not like other tabloids are better but Woman’s Day will literally say whatever.

I searched her name on Twitter just to see if maybe they got a tip from somewhere, cause it seemed random, there are very few tweets with her name, but I found two from a hardcore Harrie who tweeted in early March that she knew they were hooking up (lol) and that she had confirmation four days ago (double lol).

In the second tweet, a friend replies “how do we know?” and she says that Pip Edwards (another Australian influencer) works with her sister and told her they were hooking up casually in the US and that Yan Yan was at two of his shows in Australia (Perth and Sydney) and they had breakfast together. She didn’t give a source for this last part (I presume she was spotted at the Sydney show because the article says the same). The fan says “apparently” about the shows and the breakfast.

So I went to Yan Yan’s instagram to track if it would even be possible for her and Harry to have hooked up in the US (I obviously don’t believe it, but would the narrative fit?)

Well, Harry was “dating” O until November, correct? Yan Yan was in New York until early November, then she went to a Chanel event in Miami for a few days, then back to NYC until early December. She posted almost every day, tagged her locations and the captions are like “today I took a stroll” or “finally arrived in Miami.” Harry was in LA the entirety of November with his residency, until very late November when he went to his Latin American leg of tour, which finished in mid December. So no cigar there.

Yan Yan then went to the Cayman Islands in early December and back to New York. Harry did a pit stop in LA after Brazil (AFTER Yan Yan was back in NYC), then straight to London, where he stayed until late January, then flew to LA for the postponed shows and the Grammys. Yan Yan went to Australia in mid January and has been there ever since.

Harry followed Yan Yan in 2020, so maybe they hooked up before O? Wrong, Yan Yan was in a relationship with Nathan Jolliffe, ever since 2017, they broke up in July 2022. So either they’re gonna go with “they cheated”, they’re gonna wipe Yan Yan’s social media to make them meeting plausible, or it’s just a het Harrie who wants them to be together (she’s seriously super weird about it), probably because she’s Australian and wants him to date a fellow Aussie 🥴, who tipped off Woman’s Day, and Daily Mail picked it up.

Honestly, tho, part of me hopes that if they’re gonna give Harry another beard, it’s at least a woman of color lmao, I seriously can’t stand Brad and I’m (no offense) tired of white blonde women. I hope he doesn’t have to for a while, O was exhausting. But I’m ngl the amount of ridiculous rumors Australians made up about him hooking up with random women in their periods, I’m like “oh god maybe a beard would be better” 😭 but ik that’s selfish cause he’d have to actually do something with a beard

LOLLLLL! Bless you for the patience it took to look through her IG and compare their schedules. 😅😅😅 The whole thing is so stupid. And yeah, I agree with you about at least it’s a WOC. The same thing happened with Kiko Mizuhara when he was in Japan a few years ago and it obviously was fake (she even said she’d never met him when the rumors were first spread). But the rumors were non stop about them until the article came out denying it.

I just wish everyone would ignore this stuff. When they want us to know, we know. Like, fucking holivia was splashed everywhere. It wasn’t leaked by some random clout chasing harries.

#harry rumors #yan yan chan #stunts #Harry in Sydney #kiko mizuhara #debunked or not

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softpine · 2 months

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did we enjoy hanging out at the virtual bar last night ..... sorry i didn't finish answering the asks i fell asleep on the floor listening to lover you should've come over on a loop for 3 hours anyway here's the rest 😌 i may not be drunk anymore but i answered them quick fire mode for that authentic experience fjkjsds

i feel like as she's gotten older, caroline became the retrospective/morose kinda drunk and that's beth's natural state so it would be like a healing therapy session for sure. mikaela gets sloppy lmaooo so she would be blabbing about things no one asked, probably dropping some crazy anecdote that no one can tell if it's true or not. danny just gets stupid horny fjksjds sorry, gotta kick him out after 2 drinks or you'll see a lot more than you ever wanted to

he earned it!!!

honestly i never do anything for my sims birthdays because there's just so many of them 😭 but tom bought him a brownie from the dining hall and stuck a candle in it, then they gathered some friends and went out for drinks later but casper paid the whole tab with danny's money lol and his friends back home got on a group phone call to wish him happy birthday 💖

it suuuuuucks :( i know it's necessary and someday it will feel good and hopefully my relationships will be stronger because of it, but in the meantime i just feel like a toddler who doesn't have the words to describe how i feel so i just cry a lot fjkjsds it's definitely easier to give austin the benefit of the doubt because i can relate, but that makes me want to see him improve more than anything. i don't want to live my life in such a closed-off way anymore and austin probably doesn't either... he just isn't at that stage yet where he realizes it's a problem, so it's frustrating to witness him act like this 😭

BETHHH all of the above!! (well except HOA, because fuck HOAs) we've seen her volunteer as a chaperone for school dances, she's definitely asa's most involved parent in his school & general safety. caroline liked interacting with other parents when asa was little, because she was a young parent she wanted to soak up as much parental experience as possible. on the other hand, mikaela felt embarrassed about how she was the youngest parent in the room when she was putting casper through school/sports so she tended to keep to herself, but she did eventually embrace her status as a soccer mom and then football mom lmao. i can see her and beth in a bookclub :')

yeah he's at the tail end of his tour right now, he only has a few shows left. in the last post with caroline & asa in the hospital, mikaela was actually on the phone with danny but it didn't really make sense to include in that scene, so i moved it to the next time we'll see asa's parents. so i can't say too much about him yet!! but yeah he did take a SUPER long break, so his team is not going to be happy if he asks for another. he tries to keep his family out of the spotlight and only shares nonspecific information about them, but of course he taps into his emotions when writing music so i'm sure a lot of his family struggles come through, just maybe not in the way a casual listener would hear and think "oh his son has had mysterious health problems his whole life" or anything like that!

it's honestly been really fun to write!! he's such a stoic figure and his inner monologue is too, but there's a lot he doesn't say even to himself that's just simmering under the surface...

@forgotten-pixels omg it's funny you bring this up!! when i first introduced mac in the story, i wasn't thinking at all about genetics, i just picked a coat pattern i thought was cute and randomly decided he would be a boy, but then right after that i switched my major to biology and took a genetics class where i had to do a whole research project about chromosomal abnormalities and used male tortoiseshell cats as one of the focuses because they have an extra X chromosome which can also occur in humans (though obviously we don't get cute patterns because of it..... sad!) but male tortoiseshell cats tend to have a ton of health problems & lowered life expectancy because of this abnormality, so if we were being entirely realistic mac probably wouldn't have survived into adulthood. but since this is the sims i decided pets can never die fjksjds i did think about doing a silly retcon where once mac is no longer a kitten he runs away for a few days and returns pregnant because oops he's actually a female cat but 1. again, this is sims so who cares about realism and 2. there is no way in hell beth would be irresponsible enough to not get her adopted stray cat fixed as soon as possible. so i just scrapped the whole idea lmao but yes!! mac is just an exceedingly rare kitty :P

aww i'm sorry i think you sent this a couple days ago, but thank you for thinking of me 🥺 i hope you had a good day!!

noo you didn't make me feel rushed at all!! i totally get wanting to know, i wish i could be more consistent but i've given up on expecting that from myself jfkjsdj but yeah don't fear, he's not really dead dead hehe

oh i love this for them, thank you so much 💖 i don't know anything but just from what you've said, i think leo & aries makes so much sense for finn and asa because like they literally were never supposed to be together or even meet in their lifetimes but by god they will NOT let that stop them 😌

@morrigan-sims AHHH yeah i honestly have nothing to add to this fjkjsds you said it all !! i could comment more but that would be spoilers territory so i'll just leave it with saying i love hearing everyone's predictions, it makes me happy that you know these characters well enough to see into the future a bit 🥺

he wouldn't do anything to hurt (physically or emotionally) asa's family, nor would he knowingly let asa hurt them himself. so...... honey you've got a big storm coming i guess 😭😭

she loves animals, particularly reptiles & amphibians, she'd be so great working in conservation or education about animals especially for kids 🥺

she has a vague idea of how certain people would react... she thinks stevie would probably believe her (at least partially) because she's always been pretty open to unexplainable phenomenon, but she falsely believes that stevie wouldn't be able to keep a secret (she doesn't know that stevie has been keeping asa & finn's secret for a decade now...). she would never want to tell elaine, because she knows elaine doesn't believe in anything supernatural and would probably assume she's experiencing actual delusions. that just leaves asa, who she might have considered telling, except that she knows how badly he's struggled with his own mental health so she would never want to potentially make it worse by confusing his reality in a sense...

oh yeah i definitely cannot comment on this one jfkjsds

asa truly does not think about consequences or the future. you wouldn't assume this is the case because of how quiet and thoughtful he seems, but he chooses to live in the moment and deal with problems as they arise, not a minute sooner. for him, there's just no way he'll ever be without finn, no matter what he has to do to make that happen or what he has to give up..

#thanks for indulging me <3 i won't get sappy but i really appreciated talking to you guys last night #asks #anonymous #nonsims #brandi answers

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hypnotisedfireflies · 3 months

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omg could we get some more of joel and sarah? i loved the little prompt story😭

Thank you, anon! Here's another one I hope you enjoy, based off another of @poetic-justicesong 's prompt ideas:

1991

With a grunt, Joel laid the last bundle of slats on the bedroom floor. He surveyed all the pieces and nodded to himself, feeling pretty good. This made sense to him. This piece would fit with that, and those bolts would screw in with not a lick of trouble. It was a good feeling to have something go easy for a change.

“Well, let's get it done,” Joel said aloud.

“Get it done,” Sarah repeated.

His three year old daughter stood by his side. She crouched down and laid her hands on the bed frame, shaking it back and forth.

Joel got down beside his little helper and opened his toolbox. Sarah pursed her lips and leaned over to look.

“Well, go on,” Joel nodded to her own.

Luis had given Sarah the plastic toolbox a few months ago. It was stocked full of plastic toys just the right size for her little hands. There was a hammer, a wrench, a ruler, a screwdriver and a drill. There'd also been some pliers, but they were lost somewhere in the backyard.

“You know what? I am so glad you're here, baby girl. You really know what you're doin’, huh?”

Sarah chewed on the end of the ruler.

“Okay, okay. I need you to drill this one in for me. Sarah.” He patted her knee. “Baby.”

Sarah held up her drill. “Make the noise!”

“Put it in the spot!”

She positioned the drill and Joel began a high pitched drone, imitating the whirl of a drill. Sarah giggled uncontrollably and copied the sound.

“And that's good! Great job!”

“Good job, Daddy!”

“Yeah, team! Give me five!”

Sarah lost interest soon after that. His helper bounced on her new mattress for awhile and then made up a new game with the plastic wrench and hammer.

xxxx

Joel had had the talk with Sarah, gradually preparing her for the new bed and the exciting adventure of sleeping alone. Sarah was kind of ambivalent about it, which led Joel to think that she didn't really understand what was coming at all.

So they had spaghetti and a bath. Uncle Tommy called - that was rare enough to be exciting for them both. Joel wasn't sure where Tommy even was and his brother couldn't say, but he thought maybe Kuwait given what few clues he could piece together. Sarah was getting better at talking on the phone.

“She even know it's me?” Tommy asked.

“Of course she does,” Joel replied, picking up his beer and putting it down again when he realised how warm it had gotten. “Her face all lights up.”

“I wish I could see it.”

“We're tryin’ out her new bed tonight. We put it together this afternoon.”

“Oh, great,” Tommy's grin echoed down the line. “Finally get a girl your own damn age back in your - oh, shoot. Look, I gotta go.”

“Tommy.”

“Yeah? You'd better be fast.”

“Be careful.”

Joel made up Sarah's bed with the new quilt cover set he'd gotten at 30 percent off. It was the ocean at one end and the beach at the other, decorated with fish and crabs and dolphins and gulls. He picked Sarah up and put her in the bed. He thought it was such a little thing but it seemed enormous with her inside, sitting up with those sleepy eyes and her arms around Hoppy, her plush wallaby.

They chose a story - the same one they'd read every night this week, she didn't want anything else - and Joel opened up to the first page.

“Now, don't forget, this is your bed, now. When we finish the book, I'm gonna go to my bed, and you'll sleep the night away in yours. You're gonna stay here with Hoppy. Okay?”

“Kay.” She reached for the book, bending the pages as she tried to start the story.

“You are not followin’,” he muttered ruefully. He cleared his throat and got started.

Sarah fell asleep somewhere in the middle, like she always did. Joel paid a lot more attention to silencing his movements as he closed the book and stood, smoothing the covers down. He kissed her forehead, and then Hoppy’s, because she always insisted he not be left out.

He checked the safety gate at the top of the stairs and brushed his teeth. He thought about Tommy, who was maybe in Kuwait, and when he might be home again. It was impressive how much Joel knew about the war when he was so good at dodging the news. He didn't want to see those places, didn't want to catch sight of American troops in their tactical gear and goggles, wondering if Tommy was one of them.

Joel felt like he'd only just dropped off to sleep when he heard Sarah call out from the other room. He cranked his eyes open, paused. Listened. The plainative little cry came again, and then confused tears.

He pulled himself up with a grunt. “Yeah! On my way! I'm on my way…”

He trudged into Sarah's new room. She was half crouched on bed like she was scared to get down on the floor, and her hand was clutching the rail. Her face was soggy with tears - he'd slept through the start, he realised. His stomach swooped. How long had she been crying?

“Oh come on, come here,” he mumbled, gathering her up and carrying her back to his room. She sniffled into his neck. “That's enough for one night, huh? Try again tomorrow?”

“No!”

“We'll talk about it tomorrow,” he sighed, depositing her into the warm spot in his own bed. Sarah started off the night tucked up under his arm, but was spread out like a little starfish in no time, sound asleep.

#driftersverse #tlou #the last of us #joel miller #sarah miller #tlou fanfic #asks #tommy miller

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spookyserenades · 3 months

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Questions and thoughts

So, rereading all the chapters some questions cane to mind. I really hope i remember all of them but if not then I'll just send another ask.

I need to know more about hybrid laws and hybrids in general in the world you created. What i gathered until now is that they can't walk without their version of collars and microchip (hybrid ID) and that's kinda the only thing that twigged as law to me. Oh and that they are not allowed to work. What are other laws? Also you'd think that if they were created with the intention of house pet that can talk, wouldn't they only create non-exotic hybrids? But i guess that the exotics are made with the purpose of entertaining the rich. As you said hunting them, maybe sexual desires? Or how Jin was in the circus.

Back to their adoption. Can i ask what everyone was thinking in a few words? Like they new they were going to that rich guy but boom random 23-24 year old girl pops in Hi I got you babes! I'd ask you if you could make a small drabble but I'm too impatient 🤣😭. I was thinking about it and I feel like JK probably thought Oh nice I'm not dying yet but I'm gonna go to a sex house yuhuu.

Scenting! From what I understood all hybrids do it. Please tell me it's not as sexual as the 7 of them make it out to be 😭 Not that i don't enjoy it because that is more hot than a sex scene in my opinion. But i can't imagine Daisy doing it😭😭😭

Let's say for the fun of it Hoseok gets together with Alice. He will want to scent her too. Will he stop scenting Y/N? Will she have to give him to Alice in documents and stuff?

Now relationship wise. Do you plan for them to have a poly relationship or more of a open relationship? Because I don't see any of the boys falling in love with each other but that might be just me.

And now a few random questions. How the fuck does JK get dressed with the antlers? How is Y/N so rich because i want to be rich too? How good is that hearing and smell of theirs because I'd be to anxious to have any bodily functions? (In moments like this it would be nice if girls actually pooped rainbows and farted roses ngl😭) Would it be alright after you finish this if i print it out and make it an actual book?

I think that's it right now... For sure i had more stuff to ask. I'll probably remember after i send this. I love this series a lot and idk if you are belive in shifting or not but I'll definitely try to shift to this world. You are amazing Dana and i can't wait to see what happens next ❤️

Oooh let me see if I can give you some answers (also, thank you for sending in your thoughts 🥺)

For the laws... In Trouvaille, adopted hybrids end up getting an ID card to indicate their adoption status, rather than a collar or a microchip. The only forms of legal "employment" is working with the National Parks, like Jimin, and being circus/zoo performers, like Seokjin. Everything else is a sort of under the table operation or even exploitation-- think Yoongi, his mother and he were favored by a nightclub owner and were permitted to live and work there prior to being adopted. Taehyung, on the other hand, was created and exploited at a logging plant for his labor. I haven't come up with any other laws within this universe, yet, but we'll see as time goes on if any more pop up 😉 As for the creation of exotic hybrids, in the past, they were seen as flashy companions to the rich. In the present, they're either adopted by elites who wish to hunt for sport, or because of their superior strength compared to, say, a rabbit hybrid, to be workhorses illegally. Third, for circuses/zoos, like Seokjin.

HA okay they were probably all mad confused when Y/N showed up to adopt them... I think distrustful would be a word that comes to mind for Jeongguk, Namjoon, and Taehyung. Seokjin was too weak to properly react, and grieving over the fact that he didn't know what happened to Hannah. Hoseok and Jimin were just relieved to get the fuck out of there LMAO... and Yoongi, we now know already knew Y/N, and was probably hoping she was just there for him. I'm CRYINGGGG you're so right about Jeongguk thinking something like that, like the world they live in, it would make sense for someone to adopt them all to abuse :(

Scenting: Definitely not an inherently sexual act like the boys made it with Y/N 💀 While most of them are oblivious to Y/N's deeper feelings towards them, they can most definitely smell her attraction to them, and I think that's what triggers them to become menaces... As for Daisy, I picture the way her scenting Ben/Roy as childish nips to the wrist, like a toddler biting her dads, essentially. 💜

Even if Hoseok was to become romantic with Alice, he wouldn't scent her. That act is reserved for adoptive guardians! I don't see Y/N ever giving him up, either, nor would Hoseok want to leave his home.

The relationship is like you said, kind of an open relationship sort of situation. It's sort of unconventional, but I think they'll end up making it work 🥺

fdjksafsd good question about Jeongguk and his shirts! He often wears button downs and concert tees with loose collars. I think after years of having those antlers of his, he's learned how to maneuver things like hoodies over them in a specific way. LMAO I know Y/N has that MONEY! I think her family is old money, her maternal grandfather started an unspecified company, and her dad was an innovator of hybrid cardiology surgery.... she was pretty much born into it 💀 Lucky girl!

Their sense of smell and hearing is excellent, but not God-tier! I think behind several closed doors and whatnot they wouldn't be able to hear someone blowing up the toilet, or smell it, even 😭💀

STOP that would be so adorable if you ended up printing Trouvaille out and making it into a book 🥺🥺 It's alright with me as long as I don't see it on Etsy bestie 😘 (also I'm blushing thank you sm I'm honored)

IIIII- me and my best friend talk about how we want to shift into Trouvaille, too. Let me know if you are ever able to do it successfully, bc I want in on that!

Sending you love and thank you for letting me hear your thoughts 💕💕

#trouvaille #asks #dana's thoughts

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july showers + you = <3

no cheating go read the prolong first for more context >:|

bride!lia x bride!reader

warning: literally fluff ppl

“well i do wear the pants in the relationship.” biting her lip lia tries her best not to let out a laugh in the middle of the most important day of her life.

“shut up and pay attention my love.” knowing you wouldn’t hear the end of it late you wink at your bride and turn to face the officiator speaking now to the two of you. after you exchange your personal vows for each other they have you face each other to finish off the ceremony. given the rings lia says her lines and says ‘i do’ while choking up as she slides her ring onto your dinger all eyes fall on you to complete the ceremony.

��-take choi jisu to be your beloved wife?” finding your vision blurry with tears you nod and squeeze her hand.

“i do.” your hands start to shake as you try to place your ring on her but drop it to the ground making lia laugh as you curse trying to wipe your eyes with one hand and feeling the ground for the ring. once you find it you look up and see your expectant bride looking up waiting for you , on your knees once again you slide the ring to her finger. lia drops to the floor with you and pulls you in for a deep kiss as everyone cheers for the happy couple.

eventually due to weak knees and a hungry stomach you both get up and walk down the aisle hand in hand beaming with joy as you make your way outside to the car to head to the reception area. on your way there the back seat is full of giggles and stolen kisses between you and your new wife.

“i can’t believe we did it! mrs.last name lia~now i get to spin my wife down to the dance floor where we’ll-oh no…” one by one little drops of rain hit the car before a full on shower occurs obscuring the view of the driver causing him to go slower. your phone blows up on texts from various party goers already at the venue.

‘hannie: bestie the venue is flooded! everything is ruined even the cake got soaked 😭 what are we going to do???’

lia reading the text takes a slow deep breath before looking at you with a sad smile.

“well…i hated the flavor of that cake anyways, i guess we owe ourselves one reception party for our one year anniversary then?” rubbing your hand all your frustrations and months of planning melt as you eye your wife looking calmer than the storm brewing outside.

“how are you so…ugh hold that thought, driver can you please take us back to the hotel? it’s nearby i believe.” giving you a nod he starts his journey back.

‘hannie: the weather man lied! i’m going to write him a very angry letter when i get back home, what will you do now?’

‘me: start our wedding night earlier than expected…?’

“i guess we’ll be able to get out this clothes sooner then we thought?” nodding lia snuggles close to you closing her eyes as the rain drops echoes fill the silence. at the hotel entrance you’re greeted by staff waiting to escort you to the room when you see familiar faces walking up with a few gift bags in their hands. “ryujin? chae? what are you-“

“we wanted to have a backup plan just in case your outdoor party had some…complication. so enjoy your own private party up in your suite with your gifts and a special cake on the house.”

“aw you guys!!” hugging them tightly lia starts tearing up hugging her friends closely as you take the gifts from them. after wishing them goodbye you both enter the elevator heading up to your room, lia takes the lead guiding you toward the room when she gasps.

placing the things down you follow suit and hold her waist closely. the room has transformed into a mini reception hall decorated in the same fashion with a small cake in the dinning room table. balloons and flowers paint the walls and chairs as music plays through the TV speaker, you turn to face lia and find her doing the same.

“i love you lia, thank you for saying i do.”

“i love you more my love, thanks for asking~” cupping her face you lean closer and kiss your wife full of eagerness to start your new lives together.

go back and change your outfit 💄

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