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Nth Time's the Charm

Pairing - Spencer Reid x BAU!Fem!Reader

Warnings - language, kissing, not proofread (lmk if i missed any!)

Summary - The feelings between you and Spencer were mutual, but when would he finally confess just how much he loved you? What would it take for him to finally spill?

Category - hurt/comfort, fluff

Word Count - 3.7k

A/N - ahhhhhhh i kinda love the title lmao, thank you @reidsacademia for helping me decide lmaooo

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You loved him.

He loved you.

It was a simple fact that everyone knew… except you and him.

So many stolen glances were exchanged and shy smiles were received. It was a sickeningly sweet sight, the both of you tiptoeing around each other in order to keep the sleeping giant of doubt and insecurity asleep.

You knew that you were playing a dangerous game the day you met him, his infectious laughs and breathtaking smile were a poison you willingly took— unafraid of the consequences you’d have to face. It was a fitting price just to be able to call him your best friend.

You knew you were a goner.

How could you resist his goofy grin or handsomely tousled hair? Ignore his perfectly sculpted face or insufferable humor you couldn’t get enough of?

Whatever part of you was drawn to him was unrelenting, insistent on making your drop and fall for the genius— much to your stubborn chagrin. You gave in, consumed by your feelings for him as it blossomed and grew to entrap your heart in a cage of rose vines.

He, on the other hand, tried his best to brush off the way his jaw dropped the moment you walked into a room or the way he’d fumble around like a buffoon when you spoke to him. He was unconvinced that his feelings were anything but platonic, though he was quickly proven wrong after he found out that you were trying to date years ago.

His state of denial shattered as his true feelings shined through his roughly stubborn exterior, the jealousy taking control and sending him spiraling as he mourned the loss of his chance with you. Weeks after your very public statement that you would no longer be dating at all, his hopes fell.

It was a constant state of back and forth with the both of you, every chance you had together was brought up at the wrong time. A constant state of push and pull, a tipping scale, an unbalanced yin and yang.

Despite his extensive knowledge of reading people, he was often the one who was easily read. Everyone knew he was utterly in love with you, his heart wrapped around your finger without any resistance.

You were, however obvious he was, ignorant and skeptical of Penelope’s gossiping. Spencer was a horrible liar, but that didn’t mean he liked you back. The only way you were convinced otherwise was when Penelope hacked the camera located in the roundtable room, the live feed showed every single man in the unit sitting around the table with Spencer right in the middle.

His face was cutely contorted into a worried expression, lips pursed slightly as he spoke about wanting to confess his feelings for you. You immediately glanced over to Garcia who was sitting there prideful with an ‘I told you so’ look on her face— a smile of your own beginning to form. The two of you continued to watch, giggling from time to time as every single one of them tried to give Spencer a little word of advice and tips on how to follow through with his plans.

It was sweet and heartwarming watching him trying so hard when he was overtaken with a tomato-red blush on his cheeks.

You waited and waited as days turned into weeks and weeks into months. You eventually grew tired of your place as a sitting duck. Patience was a virtue, but it was never yours to keep.

Months after watching that security camera footage, you decided that you’d blurt it out yourself— get it over with so you could finally be with him. Rip the bandaid off to expose the wound caused by your overwhelming love for the man who held your heart in the palm of his clumsy hands.

Your attempt to speed up your ‘getting together’ were severely stunted when Derek caught you rehearsing what you were going to say when Spencer finally got back to his desk. He promptly stopped and prevented you from stealing Spencer’s ‘thunder’, making you promise that you wouldn’t say anything until after he spilled his feelings to you.

It was an odd request since Spencer didn’t seem like the type to care, but you honored it regardless of how doubtful you really were.

Everyday you wished Derek had never found you pacing in an empty BAU office. All you wanted to do was tell him but you were bound by your promise to sustain the fragile ego Derek claimed he had.

It was an endless game of ‘Will he? Won’t he?’ you had no interest in partaking in, rather you were forced into it.

Every single attempt Spencer made to ask you out had failed miserably, but it never left you without a smile on your face on how hard he tried. His two prior tries to tell you how he felt seemed promising, a little get-together at his apartment and dinner at a restaurant recommended by Rossi. Both ended in a rather surprising way as a power outage caused by a storm raged concluded the first and an uproar of injuries caused by an oil fire wrapped up the second.

Either way, you were just thankful that you had a chance to spend time with him— watching him fumble around and stutter his way through conversations with you. The blushes caused by the accidental brush of your hand on his or the bottles of wine he knocked over in his flustered state kept you going.

And that was why you were able to wait.

As much as you wanted him to tell you, there would be no meaning behind it if moments you cherished with every will in your soul didn’t exist.

There was no rush, no need for push come to shove.

You knew he was yours.

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He waited outside your apartment building, waiting for you to come down.

It was the day he was going to do it, the time for him to reveal it all without a single regret. He wanted it to be perfect just like you were, a work of art waiting to be put up at the Louvre.

“Spencer,” you yelled from your balcony, looking down at him as he smiled back up, “I’ll be right down.” He nodded, waiting quietly with the bouquet of your favorite flowers in his hand. He was nervous, every single hair on his body stood up frightened. It was an odd feeling since he never cared too much about what others thought of him, but being with you was different.

Every degree and title he’s ever wanted in his life paled in comparison to you. You’d put a smile on his face when the clouds in his brain kept him from feeling anything but sad. It was your beautiful personality and genuine interest in him that drew him to you— his light in the midst of his foggy haze.

He didn’t want you.

He needed you.

“Hey,” you spoke from behind him. Startled, he turned around too quickly and hit you with the bundle of flowers in his hand. “I- I’m so sorry,” he chuckled nervously, putting his free arm around your waist to keep you from falling. Your smile almost blinded him with a haze of longing, the pounding of his poor heart heard all the way in his ears.

“It’s alright, Spence. They’re just flowers, it’s not like you hit me with bricks,” you laughed, hoping that your joke would help lighten the awkward tension around you.

“Right,” he said, “Um, here. We should get going.”

He handed you the flowers before offering his hand for you to take. The feeling of your hand in his felt like the ground beneath him shook, the magnetic force of your hearts snapping together challenging the one in the core of the earth.

The two of you got in the car and the sound of light music echoed from the radio in between you.

“Where are we going?” You looked over at him, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. “It’s a surprise,” he said, giving you a smile before turning his attention back to driving.

He put on a façade of confidence but under the surface he was breaking. Such a nerve-racking task that he was determined to do easily began to gnaw away at his determination. He felt as though he could tip at any moment, wobbling from side to side as he walked the tightrope over a pool of failure and cowardice.

His incessant thoughts were washed away as your fingers brushed against his tender skin, tucking a piece of his hair behind his ear and giving his shoulder a reassuring squeeze.

He smiled, convinced that if he looked over to you he wouldn’t be able to look away. Sometimes he was convinced that you were a mind reader, knowing exactly what he needed and when.

Everytime his will faltered, you were always there to remind him why he was taking on such a deadly feat… for you.

Suddenly all his inner quests he overcame with Hercules on his shoulder weren’t so burdening or daunting, it was all worth it for his very own godly status of finally being able to give you all of his heart.

The hearts in your eyes dissipated as you took a look at the road. You yelled, “Spencer!”

He slammed on the brakes and panted while a raccoon padded across the road leisurely.

“I almost killed it,” he spoke, stunned at the unexpected appearance of the animal. “But you didn’t,” you laughed, “It’s going to be okay.”

He nodded, continuing to drive as soon as the raccoon made it to the other side of the road safely. Relieved, Spencer drove to the little park he planned to take you to.

It was his second time driving there after going there the first time to set everything up for you. It took around three hours of work alone and weeks of planning to find the perfect day to take you out— taking the time to ensure perfect skies and blooming flowers.

You deserved everything and he was going to give it to you.

Spencer parked after driving for twenty minutes, opening the door for you and leading you to the little gazebo hidden in an area surrounded by floral trees.

“Here,” he offered you his hand, “It’s a little bit of a walk.” You took it, nudging him slightly as you walked through the grass. “I don’t mind, it just means more you time for me,” you teased. He blushed, squeezing your hands without thinking and biting his lip in a bashfully enamored way. You giggled and looked around, noticing the clouds in the sky. You laid your head on his shoulder while you walked, feeling the intense beating of his heart as the vibrations bounced off of every part of him.

With the spur of confidence gained by your gesture, he dropped your hand and wrapped his around your waist. You tensed under his touch and immediately relaxed when you felt his warmth surging through your body.

You had never felt so comforted or loved. Spencer was different compared to all the other men you even considered dating, let alone fell for. The effect he had on you was indescribable, he managed to make you feel energized, loved, noticed, and confident all at once. He was a new, exciting adventure with unexpected twists and turns you didn’t have a problem exploring.

You began to stumble a bit, apparently walking on soft grass in heels wasn’t the best idea— then again, you had no idea where you were going.

“Are you okay?” He stopped and looked at you, concern written all over his face.

You shook your head, trying to walk past him to no avail. “I’m fine, Spencer.”

“You’re not,” he reasoned, “You’re limping.” He gasped slightly when he saw the red and swollen state of your ankle, your heels rubbing against your skin. You followed his gaze, waving your hands to draw his attention somewhere else. “I’m fine, Spencer. It really doesn’t hurt and-”

He brushed off all your excuses and picked you up, eliciting a small yelp from you as your arms wrapped around his neck instinctively.

“I’m not letting you walk when you’re in uncomfortable shoes. Why did you even wear them,” he asked as he continued walking.

“I wanted to look good for you,” you mentioned nonchalantly.

He furrowed his brow, pulling you closer to him without thinking. “You don’t need to do that. Besides, you are always beautiful to me,” he shrugged, “There’s nothing you could do to make me think otherwise.”

You shied into his touch. “Th- thanks um, you too,” you stuttered slightly.

The smile on his face was short-lived, washed away by the little droplets of rain that fell from the sky. Soon enough, the little drops graduated into full-fledged water bombs falling from the sky.

“Fuck,” he yelled, as he scrunched his nose at the feeling of the water seeping into his clothes.

Why was it when he finally overcame everything that held him back, the world decided to take out all its anger on him and his plans? Mother nature couldn’t have come at a worse time, tarnishing his shiny fantasy of a perfect confession with the tears of the sky.

Everything in his life had never gone as he had planned, all he wanted was to give you the perfect day. There was never a right time, everything spinning out of control right before his eyes. It was dizzying and heartbreaking to see him so downtrodden for something you knew was uncontrollable. You reached over to your feet and slipped off your shoes before wiggling out of his touch.

“What are you-”

You grabbed his hand and carried your shoes in the other. “Lead the way,” you said, waiting for him to start in the direction he wanted to go in.

He began walking, the rain falling even heavier than before. You laughed, running with his hand in yours as you forced him to pick up speed. “Run!”

He chuckled as he raced after you, his mood dragged up from the mud and the dirt around it washed away by the purifying drops of rain. The two of you ran together, pushing through bushes and trees to get to the little structure a good ways away from you.

Spencer had never felt more freed, released from his chains that required him to have everything perfectly placed and planned. Sure, you were sopping wet with clothes that were ruined with each heavy step you took, but none of that mattered to him.

All that mattered was that he was absolutely ruined with you.

You looked back to see him running with his face turned upwards towards the sky, letting the heavenly liquid hit his face and flood the worry in his mind.

“First one there wins,” you yelled back to him, continuing to run with increasing speed.

Your voice snapped him out of his trance. “Hey! No fair! You were already ahead.”

You laughed, not daring to look back ignoring your inevitable defeat. He sprinted ahead of you and had almost reached the little gazebo when he slipped on a little puddle right in front of you. You tumbled over him clumsily, his arms reaching for you as the both of you rolled around in the soaked grass.

You looked into his eyes right when you stopped moving, your body flush up against his while you both laid on the ground. Your faces were barely apart, your breaths visible in the air around you.

You pressed your lips against his, a visceral reaction to being as close as you were to him. Your eyes fluttered closed with his hands wrapping around your body to hold you to him. You melted in his touch and became putty in his hands.

He could have sworn that he had never been so close to heaven, the feeling of the rain hitting his body and the way your lips moved against his cleared every muddy thought he ever had. The water around you acted as a conductor, your energy and sparks traveling through it to stun his body. Every movement against you was both coordinated and unplanned— a natural rhythm that fit so perfectly together almost as if the very first kiss you shared had been practiced and rehearsed for years.

You placed your hand to his face, the water trickling from your hair onto both your faces. The world around you stopped spinning, the rain stopping it’s perpetual falling— the only thing on your mind was Spencer.

The only thing on his mind was you.

The feel of your lips, the feel of your body in his hands.

The sparkes he felt with you on top of him.

The imprint you had on his heart grew deeper everyday, the mark you left in his mind was unerasable. You were a permanent blemish in his mundane colored soul, stained with your irresistible smile and warm voice. It was impossible for him to believe that the world was against him when you were right there with him.

He lifted his head to deepen your kiss, one of his hands moving to cup your cheek and swipe the hair out of your face. He cleared the way for you to continue to attack him with your hungry kiss and greedy hands on his hair. He laughed against your lips and let you take control of him just as you did his heart.

You pulled away, panting with your forehead resting on his. He regained his energy and gave you one last kiss that made you lose all control of the function in your body.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered.

“For what?”

“It wasn’t supposed to rain,” he said pitifully, “It was supposed to be perfect and now it’s not.”

“Not everything has to be perfect, Spence,” you used your hand to wipe away the little mark of mud on his gorgeous face, “See, everything around us is in shambles but that? That kiss was the closest thing to perfect if you ask me.”

He laughed, “That kiss was perfect and I um I-”

He paused and looked into your eyes with fear, but his anxieties were quelled by the beautiful sparkle that shined from yours.

“I love you,” he said with ease, sliding past the unbending gates that were his lips.

You smiled, rubbing your thumb against his cheek. “I love you too. I have for so long.”

He took you in for another kiss, just as earth-shattering and reality-breaking as the first— if not more. Your lips met in a cataclysmic way, your feelings breaking through the dam. You had never felt more alive, awoken and unlocked with something as simple as a kiss.

His lips glided against yours, his hands pulling your face closer into his with a thirst that had remained unquenched for years. His barren desert was finally rained upon with the satisfaction of being able to be yours the way he had always dreamed about.

You broke free from his addicting grasp, breathing heavily. “We should get under the um, the… the thing,” you fumbled over your words, unable to think with his hands gripping you the way they were.

“Gazebo?” He laughed.

“Yeah, the gazebo.” He nodded, waiting for you to get up. He followed right behind you as the both of you head onto each other in fear of falling and hitting your heads on the marble that wasn’t as forgiving as the mushy field.

You laughed, looking at what looked like a crime scene right in front of you. The picnic basket had been broken into by what appeared to be raccoons or other wild animals hiding out in the trees, little paw prints led to the field.

“Looks like someone found your surprise,” you joked.

He laughed, “I suppose so. I don’t think it was very smart of me to leave the food unattended for so long.”

“Well…” you walked in front of him and ran your hand through his hair, adoration in your eyes, “We were a little busy.”

“You’re not wrong,” he conceded.

You rested your head against his chest and wrapped your arms around his torso as he reciprocated the embrace. “Looks like third time’s the charm, huh?”

“I’ve tried more than three times that I think I've lost count.”

Your head left it’s comfortable place over his heart, raised in surprise. “You…lost count?”

“I’ve tried since I first knew I loved you,” he admitted sheepishly.

“And when was that?”

“The moment I met you.”

You scoffed playfully, giving him a slight smack on his arm as he chuckled at your humor. He wrapped himself around you from behind while the two of you looked towards the mess laid out before you.

“We’ll have to make do with what we have until the rain lets up,” you spoke, reaching down to see what the forest wildlife left for the two of you to snack on.

“What do we have?” He crouched down with you, peeking into the woven basket.

The only things left inside were a couple of pieces of garlic bread, an unopened jar of strawberry jam, and six apples.

“Well-” you giggled, “It sure is an interesting spread we have.”

“I’m just happy that we have something… and that I have you.”

The overwhelming love you had for him thundered in your chest, electrifying your whole body. “You’ve always had me, Spence.”

“And you’ve always had me,” he smiled, reaching over to give you yet another kiss you knew you really wouldn’t be able to escape.

Spencer realized that nothing was against him, nothing but him. He always thought that being happy was an impossible feat, but he never stopped to consider why it was impossible.

Nothing was impossible, he was just missing something…

And that something was you.

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***BONUS SCENE***

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You paced around the empty office, mumbling to yourself what you decided to say to him in the car. It was almost as if everything you so intricately planned out had been knocked over by an uncoordinated oaf that was your nervousness. You were starting to understand why he needed so many people to explain how to do something so nerve-racking, something so confidence-stripping.

You were startled, jumping back slightly as the door popped open with a click.

“Derek!” You chuckled nervously, “Wh- what are you doing here?”

“Hotch sent me to check up on you, said you were acting weird today,” he walked further into the room and shut the door, “You okay?”

“Oh me? Yah,” you put on a terrifying smile as the lies tumbled out of your mouth, “I’m fine.” “Sounds like you’re trying to convince yourself more than you are trying to convince me,” he laughed.

You sighed, sitting on top of the dusty desk as he sat across from you on the small couch. Your heart was racing, every thought and insecurity running through your mind.

What if he didn’t want you?

What if he miraculously changed his mind and that was why he hadn’t said anything?

“Hey, hey. You’re spiraling.”

“I didn’t say anything.”

He chuckled, “I can see it in your face. What’s going on?”

“I-” you breathed out heavily, exhaling the whirlwind of worries and inhaling a new breath of fresh, clarifying air, “I’m trying to tell Spencer that I love him today.”

“You can’t do that,” he stood up and shut the blinds of the office quickly before walking back over to you. “What?”

“Reid’s been trying to tell you for months, you can’t just walk in there and steal his thunder.”

“But I- I’ve been waiting for months, ever since you had that little training session,” you admitted, clapping your hands to your mouth soon after the words left you.

He raised his eyebrows. “How did you… Oh, she hacked into the cameras again,” he chuckled.

You nodded, “I’ve been waiting, Derek, for so so long. I just want to tell him, but wh- what if he lost interest and that’s why he hasn’t done anything?”

“I can assure you,” he laughed quietly, putting an arm on your shoulder comfortingly, “That man has not lost one ounce of love for you. He still drools when you walk into the room and he still talks about you like you’re the only person in the world.”

“H- he talks about me?” Your heart fluttered at the thought of Spencer rambling about you, something that you should’ve seen coming— all he does is talk and talk about the things he loved the most.

Science.

Books.

You.

“Yes, but you have to let him do it. He’s been obsessing over telling you at the perfect moment and you know how he is,” he nudged you, leading you out and walking you back to the bullpen after opening the door, “Just let him take his time. No one's gonna scoop him up and take him from you, he’s not going anywhere.”

“If he does I’m blaming you,” you joked, poking him playfully before heading back to your desk.

Maybe it was time for you to learn a little patience, to wait for him while he prepared himself for his, arguably, most treacherous feat.

“Hey.”

You turned around at the sound of his voice, smiling as he placed a cup of coffee down on your desk.

“I went to get you a cup, I thought you could use it,” he whispered shyly, sitting across from you at his own workstation with a sheepish grin on his face.

“Thank you.”

He nodded, watching you take a sip before blushing— a bashful pink staining his cheeks. You smiled, looking to Derek and meeting his eyes before turning your attention back to your work.

He was right, Spencer wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.

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housamo-side-blog-2 · 3 years

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Familiar Face part 2

Part 2 lets go!.

Harumo:Why do you......Look like me?.

Reitan: Thats my question to you, who the hell are you? and why do you look exactly like me, well except the hair color, ...how much to do weight?

Harumo: What?! my weight? uhm...

Ryota: Harumo.. are.you.....okay?.....

Moritaka: Oh my lord! he looks exactly like you Harumo!

Reitan: Yeah yeah, i look like him and whatever ,also who the hell is this cutie right here.

The chubby look alike points at Ryota with there tongue sticking out.

Ryota: Wha-- ME?!

Harumo: OH NO No no! there, you’re not touching Ryota like that!

Reitan: Pst, what, you got a crush on him or something?

Ryota: C-Crush?!, {blushes} w-what made you say that?!

Harumo: As a matter of fact, i kissed Ryota, so there....hmph

Moritaka: What?!, Ryota, you two have k-kissed ?!

Ryota: [Blushes} It was the only way to defeat the exception back then!

Ryota”s face turned Red, out of sheer embarassment, due to the fact, he remembers the way he felt, when he kissed the LUCKY BASTARD!.

Harumo: We kissed each other lips to lips.

Moritaka: L-lips?! to lips!

Reitan: Woowwww, well this is getting awkward.

After an awkward conversation about Kiss, Lips, and then crushes, One transient appears to be running away as he has recovered from the chubby look alike’s attack.

Moritaka: Comrades, the robber is getting away!

He points to the robber transient, Due to the force that launch the robber about 10 meters away, he was already heading towards the exit of the park,

Harumo: After him !

Robber: Hahahah, hey, takes for that moron! .. hahaha

Reitan: tsk..

Ebisu: I Don’t think so,

Harumo: Ebisu?

Ebisu: Back casting on a big one ! and........ FIIIIIIISHHHHHH!

Out of nowhere,The chubby pink haired was riding his fish cusion and floating in mid air with his fishing rod, whom is his sacred artifact. He begins back casting his rod and casts towards the robber’s clothes, According to his Role and Rule, his fishing line will always hook its target.

Ebisu: Haha got you now !,

Robber: What the- ahhhh!

Ebisu: Harumo now !

Harumo: Got it !

While Ebisu is dragging the robber towards you, you jumped on top of him to subdue him, However, it seems like the robber is not ready to give up, as he struggles to get rid of you on top of him,

Ryota: Don’t worry Harumo !, get ready for the famous

RYOTA SQUASH!

The chubby orange haired one jumped on top of you to increase the weight the robber has to bare. however.

Harumo: Sandwich time ! ....ow

Ryota: Sorry Harumo...

Robber: What the heck,! what are these kids eating!

He stills struggles to get free from the immense weight, but

Moritaka: Look !, its the police !

The police follwed by

Tajikarao: Hold, in the name of ju-...oh it seems you have captured the robber.

Harumo: Hi Tajikarao!, looking good in those tights !

Tajikarao: Thank you Harumo, now, its time to do our jobs,...Men, cuff this robber immediately

Cops: Yes Sir !

The Cops cuff the robber and took him away, A round of applause burst around you, as sign of recognizing the brave deed you and your friends did,

Ryota: Wow, i didn’t realize I’ll get applauded for this.

Moritaka: There’s nothing to be shamed about Ryota, Both of you did a brave deed, and that is something to be honoured for.

Ebisu: Are you guys okay?

Harumo: Yep, all good here.

Ryota: That was amazing Ebisu !, who knew your fishing line could go that far.

Ebisu: Hahaha, the perks of being a fisherman i suppose.

Tajikarao: Ahem, All of you did a fine job citizens, Thank you for your bravey in catching a dangerous criminal.

Harumo: Just do what we have to do.

Tajikarao: Well then, I’ll best be off, i have to escort him to the station, Until then, until then Brave Citizens !

Ryota: Are you okay Harumo?, Did i squish you too hard?

Harumo: Hmmm,, i think so,,,but not really hurt.

Ryota: Thank goodness.

Reitan: Ohhhh, what a caring boyfriend.

Ryota:b-b-{Blushes}...BOYFRIEND!

Only a single word, the orange haired chubby student, panics in embarrasment and freaks out, even though he feels a much more deeper connection to Harumo, though he denies it, it only reinforce Reitan’s idea. Also Ryota’s face red as a tomato,and blushing so noticeable you might assume he had a fever.

Ryota: I-I-I M ,,NOT!

Harumo: Hmmmmmmmm

Ryota: ....Harumo.... y-

Moritaka: That was superb teamwork you three!

Ebisu: Thanks, Moritaka.

Moritaka: Ebisu, that was incredible fishing you just did.

Ryota:......{What am i to Harumo?}

Thoughts of doubt,Thoughts of his role to them, stirred in his mind, as to what he is to him, what is he to him?, He remembers back to the time, his savior only just appeared in Shinjuku Central Park.

{3 months ago}

The moon litted the dark sky can be seen on the soft,green patch of grass, the wind blowing sofly as it grazes an orange-haired student, sitting on it, with a thought in his mind, as he stares infront of the river, only to be distracted by a sudden fish’s jump out of the water.

Ryota:........*Sigh*

Beside him is an assortment of chocolate,lollipops and candy, wrapped in a plastic bag he bought from the nearby convinient store,...He takes a lollipop and puts it in his mouth savoring and absorbing the juicy flavors of blueberries mixed with strawberries.

Ryota: MMMHHHMMMM!,

While savoring the lollipop,he goes back into staring the clear blue waters of the lake infront him, While reminiscing a certain friend of his,

{???}

???: Hey Ryota! lets go to the lollipop store, i heard they have a new type of flavor in the menu!

Ryota: Really!? but...{Checks wallet}...Oh no!,.... i totally spent it all on that new manga i wanted!,,, Sorry, looks like i can’t

???: Hahah!, Don’t worry, its my treat!, i just want to hang out with you.

Ryota: ....you want..to hang out with me?

???: Yeah, we’re friends aren’t we?

Ryota: Y-Yeah we are! , thanks!

???: Now lets go!

{end of reminiscing}

Ryota:......*sobs* why...

Reminiscing about a certain friend, only reminded him, the pain he felt, from the day his beloved friend moved away.

Ryota: *sobs*

{Phone rings}

Ryota: *Gasp in surprise*

He wipes off his tears and hurried checks on his phone to see, someone very angry is calling him.

Ryota: H-Hello-

Shiro: RYOTA YAKUSHIMARU!, WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU! ITS ALREADY PAST CURFEW AND YOU AREN’T HERE!

Kengo: Yo nerd!, tone it down a little would ya!

Ryota: S-SORRY! Shiro, i was just buying some treats because i ran out!, but I’ll be on my way soon, !

Shiro: You better!, because we are going to have a long taik when you get here!

{Call ended}

Ryota:....Eeeppp!, Shiro is so scary when he’s mad, i better run now, before he blows a fuse.!

As he hurriedly picked up his bag of treats, and runs off to the nearby exit,

Oni: RAAAAAAGHHHH!!, HUMAN FLESH!

Ryota: Eeeepp!, an Oni?!, here in night?

Oni: Human Flesh!, Tasty!....RARRRRGGGHHH!!

Ryota: AHHHHHHH!!!....

Panic and scared the orange haired run off to safety,however its enefective against an Oni’s high jumping power as he leaps from tree to the next tree and lands infront of him, roaring to him as he has found his meal to satisfy his hunger..

Ryota: Ahhh....ahh.. come on....I got it!

As a defense mechanism, he throws his treats at him while crying, because he just bought it with his allowance,

Ryota: Here! take it all you big lug!

Oni: Rarrrggghhhhh! Hmmmmm...

Interested in the treats thrown at him, that created the opening Ryota needs to run away, while the Oni tries the sweets and chocolates he got.

Ryota: Ahh.....ah........ahhhhh....*gasping for air*

Meanwhile the Oni tries one of the chocolates he thrown, and...

Oni: MMMMMHMMMM.....PLAAAA!....NOT GOODDDDDDD!...HUMAN FLESH! WANT!!

As he lets out a loud roar, Ryota runs off to the nearby exit as his treats have slowed the Oni long enough for him to escape,

Ryota: All right!, there it is!.......What the?!---

Harumo: Huh?!-oooffff

Not paying attention, another uniform wearing chubby crashed with the orange haired one and both fell down.

Harumo: Ahhh....hey....are you okay?

Because of the impact, Ryota nearly fell into unconciousness, and slowly opens his eyes to see someone on top of him..

Ryota: K-Keis....uke?

Harumo: Keisuke?....uhm hello?

Ryota: ..H...HUH?!, What....just happened?

Harumo: You bumped into me by accident, sorry, i wasn’t paying attention,...here..

They extend a hand to Ryota,to stand him up.

Harumo: By the way, My name is Harumo...so,,, whats your name?

Ryota: Thanks, for helping me up, im Ryota Yakushimaru!, nice to meet you Harumo!.

Harumo: You’re much more cuter up close!

Ryota: W-What!?,w- why are you saying that all of sudden?!

Harumo: Well, its because you’re cute in all and you’re much more plumper up close, i like that!

Ryota: [BLUSHING} W-W-What?!, ..o-okay, T-Thanks....

Harumo; Why were you running?

Ryota:......Oh yeah! thats right i was running away from the Oni!

Harumo: Oni?, ,,,whats an Oni?

Ryota: Wait, you don’t know?

Harumo: Well, the things is { Explains they’re arrival}

Ryota: I think i get it....Hey, what are you stari-

Oni: Raaaaaagggghhhhhhh!

Ryota: Crap!, Its here, lets run!

Harumo: Holy Crap!

Holding your hand, you two run towards the exit, finally out of the Park, however the Oni, doesn’t seem to be stopping anytime soon,,,as it continues its pursuit for human flesh, as it has spotted to humans to further satisfy his hunger and become more ruthless and ferocios,

Harumo: Why is it chasing us?!

Ryota: I don’t know!, i was just going back home when he showed up all of a sudden and then chased me and i have to sacrifice my precious snacks for it, AHHHHHHHH!

Harumo: Ryota!

Due to the panicked running,Ryota failed to notice a rock on the way and slipped causing you two to fall down again, while the Oni is already behind you

Oni: Two Humans!, More Food!

Ryota:S-Stay away from them you bad Oni!

Harumo: Ryota...

Oni: [Grabs Ryota}

Ryota: AHHHHH!!

Harumo: Ryota!RRRRRR!!!!LET,, HIM,,GOOOOOOO!!!

{Slash}

Oni: Rarrrrrr!

All of a sudden, a cut like wound is seen on the Oni’s right chest, by a mysterious sword, being wielded by the chubby hero...

Oni: What?!, you’re a sacred artifact holder?

Harumo: So this must be what LIl Salomon was taiking about earlier.....All right..DON’T YOU DARE HURT MY FRIEND!

Ryota: H-Har--umo....{Sleeps}

A fierce battle folds, normally someone with zero combat experience will definitely die in a second against an Oni, however you move as if you have already know where to move,its as if your body is moving via muscle memory, you slash him with all your might, but your attack was blocked by his massive club,feeling an electric shock feeling from hitting his club with all your might, you stumbed a little giving the Oni and opportunity to hit you hard

Harumo: Oh no!,,,Thaaaarrrgghh!

.Hitted on the side of your body, you felt shortness of breath as you were launch to the side by the impact,

.Harumo: Crap!, Aaaahhhh!, ,,,

.Oni: Raarrrrrgghhhh!

.Preparing the final blow,as he raised his club up high to strike you down with unimaginable force, it leaves him wide open, and then..

.Harumo: Boundless Tail!

Oni: Rarrrrr!

[End of battle}

Ryota:....

Harumo: Ryota!, Ryota wake up ! c’mon Ryota please wake up!

Ryota: ahhh......ahhh..

The unconcious fellow slowly regains conciousness as he hears the plea from the one who saved him, but as he looks at them..

Ryota:Kei-Keisuke?

Harumo: Keisuke?,, no its Harumo, Ryota,

Ryota: Huh?, Harumo?, wha-what happened?, where is the Oni? and did you fought him with a sword!

Harumo: Hahaha!, Yeah, i won and he won’t be bothering us anymore!

Ryota: Really?! Oh, Thank you so much Harumo, you’re a lifesaver!

Ryota hugged Harumo out of gratitude and kindness.

Harumo: Are you okay?, you’re aren’t hurt are you?

Ryota: Im okay,! I just fell asleep! also.. Can i ask you something?

Harumo: What is it?

Ryota:... W-Why didn't you runned away, you could have saved yourself, so..

Harumo: Because i couldn't let the thought of saving you out of my mind.. And.. You're my friend..

Ryota:.. .....I-i-im your ,,,,frieend?....*sobs*

Crying out tears of joy, the sobbing chubby embraces you, as his cries echoes throughout the empty, quiet street of Shinjuku..

{End of Scene}

{Present}

Harumo: Ryota?, Ryota!,,,,, RYOTA!

Ryota: Ahhhh!, that scared me, what is it?

Harumo: You’ve been staring at the ground this whole time,

Moritaka: Are you feeling unwell?! should i fetch you some water Ryota?

Ryota: I-its nothing!, i was just remembering something a long time ago,

Harumo: Oh, what is it?

Ryota: Uhmmm,,,{Sees someone},,,What?

He stares at someone, in complete shock, as if he has seen something or someone is there.

Harumo: What is it Ryota? { Looks at his direction}

Ryota: Is that?

Reitan: Hey Keisuke!, Is that you, you knucklehead, what the hell are you doing here?!

Ryota: It is him....

Keisuke: I was just getting something to eat,

AND NOW, THATS IT FOR PART 2 OF FAMILIAR FACE, WELL I FEEL LIKE SOME PEOPLE ARE GOING TO BE MAD FOR THE WAY ITS INTEPRETED BUT THATS OKAY IT WILL WORK OUT SOMEHOW I THINK, AS ALWAYS THANK YOU ALL FOR READING,IF YOU LIKE IT THEN LIKE IF NOT THEN DON’T LEAVE A LIKE, COMMENT OR SEND AN ASK OF WHAT YOU THINK AND IM REALLY OPEN FOR HARSH CRITICISIM AND OPINIONS OF WHAT YOU THINK DON’T WORRY IM NOT GOING TO MAD IM SURE YOU ALL KNOW THAT, AS ALWAYS THANK YOU FOR READING AND SEE YOU GUYS LATER!

SELF PROCLAIMED WRITER: THANK YOU FOR READING!

HARUMO: THANK YOU FOR READING!

RYOTA: THANK YOU FOR READING!

#housamo #tokyo afterschool summoners #mc5 #harumo #ryota #reitan #keisuke #familiar face part 2 #story #fanfiction #moritaka #*ebisu

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screesflanagan · 3 years

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My New Boss Part 1

Author note: So, first of all, I wanted to say I'm doing this because I want to learn my spelling, because English is not my mother language and because I enjoy it. If you find any spelling mistakes and grammatical errors. Please kindly inform me about them, I would be happy. Thank you and now have fun reading! :)

Inspired by: the series: what's wrong with secretary Kim (I haven't taken over everything, just a little. The rest consists of my ideas.)

GIF: My own

My life begins

I successfully finished school and went on a job. I really wanted to be a secretary for a company and have a boss like in the movies. So I applied to 3 companies.

avinci, Cansi and Foiss

I waited patiently for an answer.

I received 3 letters and the 2 companies rejected me and I wanted to start crying. But when I opened 3 letters I screamed as loudly as possible and let my neighbors get scared.

The company Foiss has accepted me and I should go to my rehearsal day and application interview on Monday. I lived alone and run around my apartment like a madman.

I call my mom right away and yelled right in her ear on the phone

"MOOOOMMM !! AHHHHHHH I GOT AN JOB!!"

I took a breath and kept screaming

"I HAVE BEEN ACCEPTED AT FOISS AHHHHHHHHHHH"

My mother yelled back and we both burst into tears.

"MOM! IMAGINE MY BOSS LOOKS GOOD AND I'LL GET RICH AND MARRY HIM AHHHHHH I GOT AN FUCKING JOB!"

That went on for a long time. It was getting late and I was getting tired from all the excitement. I screamed my energy out of me.

Monday:

The day had come and I got up 1 hour earlier so as not to be late. I put on black pants and a white and black painted shirt. Over it a black long coat. I had my hair curly and loose. I sprayed myself with perfume and took my papers with me. I went out of the house and made myself nervous and excited on the way to my new job.

I arrived and went in. I just said what my name was and I was let in immediately. I talked to a man called Alex who explained to me everything and what I should do for my boss. My trial day began. I looked around like crazy every time. I wanted to know what my boss looks like. I asked a worker and she says he's not here today. I was a little sad because I was so excited about it, but I still did my job.

Alex came to me again.

"Hey, Kim. If you have any questions I'll be in the office" he showed me where.

"I would like to ask you if you could prepare 2 cups of coffee with some cookies and bring them in for me."

I smiled at him because he was very kind and said

„Of course."

He smiled at me and left.

I went to work and looked for the kitchen where I can prepare it.

"Good mornin"

says a manly deep and a little rough voice behind me.

While I get out a cup, I say back

"Good morning" I see a hand with rings and a silver watch on my right. The hand took the sugar and left. I Ignore It and just kept going.

I finished with two cups and put them in a tray and served it nicely so that it makes a good impression. I took the tray and walked to the office that was shown to me.

I knocked on the door and then I went inside. I open the door and say

"Here are your 2 cups of coffee"

I see Alex and then I saw someone to his right when I looked at the person I saw that he was also looking at me.

"Who‘s tha?" says the one who sat at the desk and looked at me directly. I suddenly felt cold and uncomfortable.

Alex says "This boss is the new girl named Kim Legacy I told you about" He starts me from the bottom slowly upwards. He laughs and then looks at Alex. I kept walking and tried not to drop the coffee. I put it down and when I wanted to leave I heard him say.

"I want to see ya efter I've had ma coffee"

I turn to smile at him to show that I get it. I walked out and closed my eyes from the feeling that he was starting after me.

I closed the door and walk back to my office as quickly as possible.

I closed the door and breathed as if I had run up two steps. I finally met my boss and my wish came true - he looked so good.

His hair was brown and combed back and he had a brown beard. He was wearing a black suit that made him so attractive. As he spoke, I noticed that he has an accent and I have a big weakness for good-looking men with a deep voice and an accent. I knew this was going to be a long and difficult day. What I found a little bit strange but it looked good on him was that he has a scar on the side of his cheeks that went from the corner of his mouth to his ear.

I was working and suddenly heard a knock.

I open the door and I am so scared.

I bent over and tried to breathe in

"I'm sairy did I scared ya?"

says the man and I started to laugh and blushed because my boss was standing in front of me.

"Everything is fine. I don't know why I was scared myself"

He laughs back and then I saw that he has dimples and my heart kept beating fast.

"I just wanted to pick ya up so tha we could start tha Job Interview now"

I laughed and say

"Ah right." I picked up my folder and he held out his hand so that I would go out first.

When I stood next to him I noticed how tall he is. I was getting warm and I felt the heat in my ears. We walked to his office together and I did breathing exercises to calm myself down. We stopped because a woman asked him something. When he stood next to her and looked at her iPad, I stared at him. He just looked so good. I start on his scar and wondered what happened, but I start more because I wondered how good someone with scars can look. He explains to her what is on the Ipad and is very close to her. I continue to stare at him and only see how he lifts his head and sees how I stare directly at him. He smiles at me and lets his dimples poke out of his cheek and looks back at the woman. She goes and he looks at me and I immediately look at my folder and set it up. As we walked next to each other, I smelled his perfume and I almost passed out from it.

He opens the door and says

"After ya madame"

I thank him and went in. In my head, I freaked out. because he said madame to me.

I sit on the couch and he also sits down and opens the button on his suit jacket. He looked so incredibly handsome that I bit my lip lightly while he was taking some pages off the table.

He put one foot on the other and I, bad girl, watched between his legs. My eyes went wide when I saw the big bulge in his pants that can't be overlooked. I immediately looked away thank god he looked at the papers.

"I'm so bad" I think out loud and he looks at me and says

"Pardon?"

I look at him and blush.

"I just said that I was very nervous"

He laughs back and says

"Don't be nervous. I don't bite" and laughs as he looks at his papers.

I died in my place because I got an head cinema. I would like to hit my head against the table because it was so embarrassing.

He took his leg down and came forward and my eyes immediately went where they don't belong. I wondered if he had an erection or if it was just big.

"Mrs. Legacy? Do ya hear me"

says a voice and I immediately shake my thoughts off my head.

"Yes. Yes, I'm sorry, I was just wondering if I already got the chicken out of the freezer"

I stopped and realized what I was saying. At first, he looked at me in shock, but then he laughed out loud and covered his face. His laugh was so incredibly beautiful. It was a deep laugh with a very nice sound which made him even more attractive.

"I'm sorry I talk shit when I'm nervous"

I say and am redder than a tomato. I want to run away !!

"Haha all good! Tha definitely made ma day better. Ya're funny when ya're nervous"

I also covered my face.

After he finished laughing he said while a woman came in.

"We're starting now. So tell me something about yourself" The woman is sitting next to him and he is not looking at her, just me.

I look at the woman and then at him.

"My name is Kim Legacy and I'm 20 years old. I graduated and I've always wanted to be a secretary." I gave him my papers and my finger lightly touched his.

As he flipped through, he says

"Ya have a very nice name. Kim legacy. Is there a meaning behind ya name?" He looks at me and I say, "So in English, it comes from Kimberly and that means warrior. But my mother took the name because Kim means gold in Korea."

I stroke a hair behind my ears and he put the papers away and say

"Tha's interesting. A very nice interpretation. Ya golden warrior" He laughs and the woman next to him laughs too. Because of his smile, I also had to laugh a little loudly. He looked at me when I laughed.

He asked me questions about my degree and other things.

Finally, we were done and we got up. He wrote something and the girl walked out and it was just the two of us.

He stands up, puts my paper away and comes to me and holds a piece of paper in front of me, and says

"I'm looking forward to seeing ya on Monday"

I thought I was dreaming. I scream and hug him while jumping. I let go of him immediately when I noticed that I was hugging my boss and immediately said

"Omg, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to hug you!"

He stood there in shock, but then he smiled at the floor.

I said „thank you“ and walked past him to the door and he says

"Mrs. Legacy!"

I turn around and he says

"Ya forgot ya confirmation."

I turn around again, take the sheet, „thank you ad sorry“ and go out as soon as possible.

When I closed the door I screamed and ran into my workroom where I immediately called my mother and told her.

She was happy for me.

I took my things and walked out.

Hope you enjoyed my very first story and I'm sorry if I have spelling mistakes or grammatical errors. Be patient with me haha.

#tommy flanagan #oneshot #fanfiction #writing #fanfic #first story

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gardenerian · 3 years

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Your last anon got me thinking and have we ever talked about their kid discovering their first tomato?

Like maybe Ian and Mickey has a little garden now (because of course they have it. only pots wouldn't be enough for Ian) and they'd have little tea parties and all with their kid in the garden. Their spot just happens to be right next to Ian's little garden so maybe one day the kid (who already knows all about tomatoes at the ripe old age of 3) discovers a little red tomato. They run to Ian and drag him next to it to excitedly say "daddy look!! a baby tomato"

excuse me for a moment while i just…

🔊AHHHHHHH

his baby finding his baby tomato…… ian watching his kid get excited about his garden…. MICKEY watching ian and their kid together in their garden… at their home…. as a family……………. 🥲

#attention: i have been murdered #BY THIS #🍅 ian #<- the tag is poppin these days i love yall

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tsukishimashoyo · 3 years

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Bokuto Koutaro:

"Confess by word not by action to a dense person."

You are Akaashi's childhood best friend. You are cheering to Akaashi in the bleachers when Bokuto's spike was blocked-the ball hitting the fingertips of the blocker making a soft hit upon your hand. You catch it.

That's when your eyes meets Bokuto's. Fokurodani wins. After the match, you jog to congratulate your childhood best friend. You saw Akaashi with his teammates, you decided to not interfere but Akaashi immediately saw you when you turn your back at them.

"Y/N!" Akaashi shouted. You look at him shyly because his teammates look at you confused, but you didn't saw their ace. "Hey Ashi" you answered back while walking towards them slowly. While walking someone bumped you and you almost fell, but he grabbed your ponytailed hair so you didn't kiss the gym floor.

"HEY HEY HEY!!" shouted Bokuto-forgots that his holding you, raised his both hands in the air. So you still kissed the floor.

You are still facing the floor still processing what the heck happened.

"Y/N you okay?" Akaashi asked worriedly. You saw that the manager smacked Bokuto's head and lecturing him about what happened earlier.

"Uhm I'm okay now" you said. Awkward is what you feel around you.

"Hey I'm so sorry-" Bokuto said, asking what your name is.

"Oh I'm Y/n, and no need to be sorry, look I'm okay" you said, but suddenly you felt something is running down from your nose. It's blood.

"AGAASHI, SHE IS HAVING A NOSEBLEED! WHAT SHOULD WE DO! DO SOMETHING! DO SOMETHING AKAASHI!! AHHHHHHH " Bokuto shouted hysterically while shaking Akaashi.

"Bokuto-san please be calm and stop shaking me, it's making me feel dizzy. " Akaashi said calmly.

"Oya? Where is she?" Bokuto calmed down and now searching for you.

"She's with Yukie-san and Kaori-san, Bokuto-san. They took her to the clinic/infirmary to treat her. " Akaashi said while picking his things.

Bokuto's emo mode striked, that made quite while walking.

––––

"Ashi, what happened to him?" you asked Akaashi while pointing your finger to Bokuto, who is sulking in the corner of the clinic.

"Don't mind him, his just in emo mode. " Akaashi replied awkwardly scratching his nape.

"Eh? Emo mode?" tilting your head while looking at Bokuto. You suddenly walk towards him slowly and tap his back. He looked at you with sad face and deflated hair. You smiled at him sweetly.

"Hey, why are you sad?" you asked and sit beside him hugging your knees.

"It's my fault that you hot a nosebleed, I'm sorry, I'm really really sorry" Bokuto said, in a verge of crying.

"Haha, your the only person I know that feels really sad when you did something, and also no need to be sad, look I'm okay now. " smiling brightly.

Your eyes widened because of the sudden action of Bokuto. He's now hugging you tightly and caressing your hair softly.

"Uhm, you can now let go-" you said while tapping lightly to his back signaling him to let go. He pushes you lightly, but hold your both shoulders.

"Oh I'm sorry, I'm Bokuto Koutaro, you and I are friends now RIGHT, RIGHT, RIGHT!? Bokuto's eyes sparkled while asking you about the friendship thingy, and smiled at you brightly.

"Okay okay, we're friends now," you chuckled and smiled at him after saying that.

He suddenly clasped your both hands and joyfully jump and jump.

"Yes! A new friend Akaashi" he said-still jumping and holding your hands.

"Yes Bokuto-san she's now your friend, now let go first of her hands 'cause your making her uncomfortable." Your childhood bestfriend said while looking at your hands that is still held by Bokuto.

"Hey Ashi, don't say that to Koutaro, he's now my friend,so it's okay" you said and smile brightly to Bokuto. Bokuto became cheerful again and smiled back at you.

"HEY HEY HEY, Y/n-chan wanna hang out today with Agaashi?" Bokuto asked, looking at you excitedly.

"Of course, if that's okay to your managers and also your coach?" you and Bokuto looked at the managers and their coach at the same time waiting for their answer.

"Yes, of course you can, now off you go" their coach said. After hearing what their coach said Bokuto hold your left arm and also grab Akaashi's right arm and start running.

"Bokuto-san slow down, we have many time to spend, so no need to be hurry" Akaashi said while catching his breath.

Bokuto suddenly stopped on his track that makes, you and Akaashi catch your breath.

"AGAASHI, WHERE SHOULD WE TAKE Y/N-CHAN!? SHOULD WE TAKE HER TO OUR FAVORITE CAFE!? SHOULD WE GO TO MIYAGI AND INTRODUCE HER TO TSUKKI, AND MY DISCIPLE HINATA!? OH! OH! OH! LETS VISIT MY BRO KUROO!!" Shouted Bokuto shaking aggressively Akaashi.

"First of all Bokuto-san, breath, now let's go first to our favorite cafe, and then let's go to the park so that you and Y/n get to know eachother. Is that okay Bokuto-san?" Akaashi said feeling a little bit dizzy because of the shaking he's experiencing. Bokuto stopped shaking Akaashi and walk towards you. He bend his body to level you and he close the gap between you and him. It's only 1-inch, and one wrong move you're gonna kiss.

"Of course that's o-okay" you said while looking away blushing.

"Are you sick y/n-chan? Your face is red as tomato?" Bokuto asked-tilting his head.

"Ahh Haha n-no, I'm not sick" you smiled awkwardly after answering.

Akaashi pulled away Bokuto and then start walking.

You walk beside Akaashi. "I'm sorry about what happened earlier. He's just like that to everyone when he makes new friend, so don't fall for him, understood?" Akaashi said while looking at you, feeling sorry.

"That's okay, don't be sorry. And don't worry, I won't" you smiled at him assuring that it's fine.

(2 months have passed)

You and Bokuto became really close that you didn't realize you fall for him, but you know that he just see you as his close friend. You are giving hint to him that you liked him but he's dense.

"HEY HEY HEY y/n-chan you eating pocky without me? You don't wuv me anymore?" Bokuto while pouting.

"HAHAHA Koutaro stop pouting, of course I love you, now say Ahh~" you smiled at him and feed him. Your eating one pocky now and Bokuto goes infront of you and bite the other end of the pocky.

You blushed and walk faster-leaving Bokuto behind. You suddenly stopped because he backhugged you.

"I know you love me y/n-chan, and I love you too" Bokuto said while resting his chin on your shoulder.

"WHA-" the time when you gotta have to say, he spoke again.

"It's because you are special to me. You are my very girl bestfriend, RIGHT!?" he said, still resting his chin on your shoulder.

"Of course! You are also special to me also, 'cause you are my very boy bestfriend aside from Ashi" after you said that, you felt a pain on your chest.

"Hey guys! I'm sorry I'm late" Akaashi said while catching his breath.

"It's okay, we're complete now so, LETS GOO!!" you said and walk away to have a distance between Bokuto and you.

You, Akaashi, and Bokuto had so much fun at the park. But suddenly you cannot come to any hang outs with Akaashi and Bokuto because your condition got worst. Akaashi noticed that there's something wrong about you.

He didn't tell you that he will visit, that as the time when he discovered you have hanahaki disease, because of the petals that is all over the place.

"Ashi? *cough* *cough*" you didn't know what to do because you hot caught by your childhood bestfriend.

"Why you didn't tell me?" Ashi rushed to you, and caress your back gently.

"I don't want to be a hindrance" you said while restraining yourself to cough again.

"You're not a hindrance to me y/n, you're like my sister, so don't consider yourself a hindrance. How long you that you have this disease?" Ashi said while cleaning your room. You didn't answer him, instead you asked him about something.

"Ashi, do you remember our ancient history? That my other ancestors have also suffered from Hanahaki disease?" you asked-a tears slowly falling from your eyes.

"Yes, I remember, I thought it's not gonna happen now, because it was too long ago" Ashi became silent after saying that.

"Ashi, why me? Why does it happen to be me!? WHY!? TELL ME WHY ASHI!? I DON'T WANT TO LEAVE THIS PLACE, I WANT TO BE WITH YOU AND KOUTARO FOR A LONG TIME. WHY DO I HAVE TO DIE FROM THIS ST*PID DISEASE!?" you shouted while punching your chest, shocked eaten your whole being. Akaashi stopped you immediately from punching yourself. You looked at him and he's also crying.

"Y/n you're not gonna die, okay? Just tell me who is it?" Akaashi said while gently caressing your hair.

"It's Koutaro-" he cutted you off.

"Bokuto-san? Didn't I told you that he's like that to everyone? Why did you let yourself fall?" Akaashi said calmly.

"I know, but I can't help it, now that you know, what will you gonna do? Ask him to return my feelings? And then he's gonna love me. I don't want him to pity just because I have this disease. So don't tell him Ashi, DON'T tell him" you said looking at him intently.

"But-" this time you cutted him off.

"No buts, Ashi. This is my decision. You're not gonna leave me alone right?" looking down at your feet.

"Of course, I'm not gonna leave you" Akaashi said and hugged you.

"HEY HEY HEY, oh Agaashi you're here too? Why you didn't tell me that you're gonna visit y/n-chan? If you did we go here together and surprise her" Bokuto said while carrying many pocky on his hands.

"Why would I?, if we came here together then you will gonna ask why her room is full of sakura petals" Akaashi said but whispers the last he said.

"Agaashi you mean!, Y/N-chan, Agaashi is bullying me *pouting*" Bokuto run and pushed aside Akaashi so he can hug you.

"Ashi, don't bully Koutaro, he's gonna cry like baby now, look HAHAHA *cough*" you coughed and Bokuto immediately pat gently your back, after that he gets water. *stupid disease* you said at the back of your head.

"Here drink this y/n-chan,are you really sure that it's just a cough? It's been a while when we hang out,im getting worried" Bokuto said-sitting at your bed again.

"She's fine now Bokuto-san, don't get too close to her your suffocating her" Akaashi said-still not okay what you said earlier.

"ASHI!!" you glared at him.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry Bokuto-san, it's just there somethings I'm thinking of" Akaashi said.

"That's okay" Bokuto said while feeding you a pocky.

5 months have passed and your coughing the whole Sakura flower. You know that one of these days your going to say goodbye to your loved ones. So you request to Akaashi and Bokuto to watch the fireworks on ______ festival. You want to be with them as long as you could.

At night you did something, and you're really crying hard while doing it. Saying sorry agin and again.

Tomorrow is the ____ festival, but you feel that you couldn't make it tomorrow.

The day comes, Akaashi and Bokuto came to your house to fetch you. But they are stunned when they saw you lying on your bed holding a tape and a letter.

Akaashi took the letter that is meant for him and read.

Hey Ashi, first of all thank you for taking care of me. You are always there for me when I'm having a hard time. You didn't give up on me, but I gave up on myself. I'm really sorry Ashi because I'm gonna leave you behind. Take care of Koutaro okay?. Don't let him be in Emo mode again haha. Take good care of your health also. Don't blame Koutaro about what happened to me okay? It's my choice not to tell him my feelings. I'm not expecting him though to return my feelings for him and you know that. I'm really really sorry Ashi and thank you. I'm watching you from above, I'm gonna be mad at you if you're not taking care of yourself and blames Koutaro. Stay by his side for me. This is a goodbye now. Goodbye my childhood bestfriend. I love you.

Akasshi cried and Bokuto hugged Akaashi. They cried and cried all day.

It's your funeral day.

Akasshi came but not Bokuto, he stayed on his bed crying. After the funeral, Akaashi visit Bokuto holding a tape.

"Bokuto-san, this is for you, from y/n" Akaashi said while looking at you with puffed eyes.

"I don't want that, I don't want *sobs* to let go y/n *sniff*" Bokuto said hugging his pillow that is full of tears.

"Bokuto-san you need to listen to this or else y/n will be sad" Akaashi said while sitting on Bokuto's bed.

"I don't want to make y/n sad" he said and gets the tape from Akaashi.

"I'm right at the kitchen Bokuto-san, I'm gonna make food" Akaashi said-standing up and pat Bokuto's back a little.

Bokuto plays the tape.

You talked and said

"Hi Koutaro, I'm sorry I cannot fulfill our promise to watch the fireworks, the three of us. So calm down with my song, don't laugh.

You started singing Grow Old With You.

After singing, you said at the end—“But we can't live a long life".

And with that, the tape stopped.

--END--

#haikyū!!#haikyu x reader #Bokuto #Y/n #haikyuu koutarou #akaashi keji x reader #haikyuu akaashi #akaashi x reader #haikyuu angst #Bokuto kotarou #Haikyu #fukorodani #stanhaikyuuboys #hanahaki disease

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hollyhomburg · 3 years

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Ok I had to take a minute to collect myself but I have also had a couple drinks now so I don’t think I will actually be any more coherent with my reaction to the new RWAD part but it was so good like the bit of fluff with Iris being born????? Perfect. And then the angst of Yoongi being gone and with his old owner again??? So many emotions. But then JK showed up and like I expected that he’d be the one to stop Yoongi’s owner but I did not see the connection between them coming!!! Also I had this thought while I was reading this part about Joon and Jimin and Yoongi calling her pup while she’s growing up and maybe when she’s little she doesn’t realize that it’s a general term and thinks that she is pup and pup is her. Also I’m thinking about Yoongi gardening with her wrapped in one of those baby carriers against his chest while he and Jimin teach her about the different plants and how to take care of them

ahhhhhhh yay it made you feel things!!! thank you <3 and yes! i think that they do end up calling her pup, or 'the pup' especially joon, he straight up doesn't call her by her name alot. jimin and yoongi will be a little different,

AND YES- THE BABY CARRIER WILL HAPPEN IN THE GARDEN BUT ALSO WITH NAMJOON!!! i get this image of him like- with iris on the front of his body, pudgy legs dangling and wriggling. wearing matching sunglasses and straw hats. and jimin will just go over and tickle her toes to feel her giggles. they all take turns with her (accept for the m/c because like- she spends the most time with her daughter and the boys are v egear to get some pup time with her).

jimin definitely slathers her in sunscreen before they take her out into the garden, lying her back against their bed and talking to her, iris babbling happily to him back. "i think we're probably going to try and plant some squash today, what do you think? your mom makes the best soup- next year you'll even be able to eat it i think right?" *happily babbling* "you're right, we should definitely plant more tomatoes next year"

thanks for giving the series some love <3

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allthingshetalia · 4 years

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ahh omg I’m honestly in love with your blog and the way you write😌✨ could I request beefy bois reaction to a short s/o and them being lowkey embarrassed of their short stature bc ppl r really out here telling me to grow a couple inches to be at a good height 😐 like I cannot grow anymore sorry😔💔 this is very specific I know, but I hope it’s not too weird, if it is just ignore 😁ily have a great week

💕thank you so much! And I feel this!💕

America

You have no reason to be embarrassed

Would come up with the cutest nicknames

“Shorty” “Short cake” “ittybitty” “shortstop” “short stack” “Reese’s Pieces” “little lady” “nugget” “little miss”

The bolded ones are his favorite

He means it all with love

Will purposely put things on the high self so he can watch your short body stretch and bounce to reach it

France

You are his small bean that needs to be protected!

Love sit when you wear his clothes and they are an actual dress on you

He loves to be the big spoon because he can just wrapped around you

If anyone has anything to say about you’re height they will receive a judgmental glare that will cause them to rethink their whole life

Russia

Ahhhhhhh

Precious little one

That’s his nickname for you

Everyone is shorter than his so it doesn’t really mean anything to him

He is a little worried he might break you though

Germany

Loves it pick you up and hold you like a small toddler

Like your arms around his neck and your legs dangling at his side

He will walk around the house like that

Is extra protective of you because it’s a known fact people always attack the little guy

Sweden

Also likes to be the big spoon

Will pat the top of your head

Will build you a little step stool

Glares at anyone who had anything to say about your height

Netherlands

Loves to stand next to you just to feel the height difference

Will pick you up so you can reach things and see things

Likes to have you on his shoulders if you two are out at a concert or something like that

Turkey

Can and will use you as an armrest

Even if it annoys you

Loves when you lay on his chest and his feet are so far away from yours

Greece

Jokes about how your kids will be short

Loves when you curl up in his lap

When he’s standing he always leans down and kisses the top of your head

Bonus

Spain

“Tiny tomato” is your nickname and always will be

Will pick you up so you can pick fruit and vegetables from the garden

Likes when his shirts look like dresses on you

Prussia

Like America he has a variety of nicknames for you

Most of them are in German but still it’s cute

If anyone says anything about your height he will punch them

No cap 🧢

#allthingshetalia #hetalia #hetalia blog #hetalia imagines #hetalia imagine blog #germany hetalia #prussia hetalia #america hetalia #russia hetalia #spain hetalia #netherlands hetalia #sweden hetalia #france hetalia #turkey hetalia #greece hetalia #beefy bois hetalia

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skippyv20 · 4 years

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🍁🍁🍁🌳🌳🌳🍁🍁🍁SANDRINGHAM ANON AND PG 🍁🍁🍁🌳🌳🌳🍁🍁🍁

SANDRINGHAM ANON 🍁🍁🍁🌳🌳🌳🍁🍁🍁…… “C’mon Sydney old chappie a final spin around the estate in the Discovery before herself is up and about “ …” I take it your driving sir” … “ just a little Sydney “ … “ Oooo Dear” …… “ a lovely spin Sydney, look at all the beautiful colours “ …… “WATCH OUT SIR, Ahhhhhhh” … “ O shit Sydney, I’m in a ditch” …… “ and guess who’s coming up behind us in the Lone Ranger, Herself sir” …… “ bugger,bloody bugger Sydney, we’ve had it”. … “ indubitably sir”.

Thank you😊❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Saturday October 17/20

I don’t know when PG can get to this…..she isn’t able to log in on Tumblr….😔

🍁🍁🍁🌳🌳🌳🍁🍁🍁 THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH DEAR SANDRINGHAM ANON 🍁🍁🍁🌳🌳🌳🍁🍁🍁

October 17/2020

VIGNETTE #15

MY TUMBLR AND IPAD HAVE BEEN FREEZING AND IT IS GETTING WORSE. I AM TECHLESS USELESS🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂. THE PATIENCE OF JOB HAS BEEN REQUIRED. I THINK GOD WAS TELLING ME LAST NIGHT I HAD DONE TOO MUCH ESPECIALLY ONLINE FOR HOURS! I HAD THE BEST DAY YESTERDAY IN A VERY LONG TIME. I ACTUALLY WAS ABLE TO DO STUFF AROUND MY HOUSE......🥰🥰🥰 ANYHOW OFF TO BEDFORDSHIRE I GO, TO WRITE ALL YOU VERY SPECIAL READERS A LITTLE STORY.

Just another regular morning ☀️on Wood Farm or not!🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂Moaning 😫😫😫and groaning 😖😖😖😖aaaaaaahh, ooooo oooh, 🤢🤢🤢aaaaaaah, muttering 🤬🤬🤬that’s what Sydney hears👂 just as he is about to knock on the door 🚪 and say good morning ☀️.Now Sydney knows EXACTLY! what the moaning 😫and groaning 😖is about because his own morning ☀️ began the exact same way. Both of them are suffering the morning ☀️ after the night 🌙 before effects. Some people would go for more ‘hair of the dog’, so to speak, ie more ‘refreshments’ but not these two. There are adventures planned today!!😁😁😁😁😁Herself is at Windsor and the gents are batching it!!🥳🥳🥳😁😁😁😁Sydney quietly knocks on the door 🚪, saying good morning ☀️ Sir. Himself responds, stop bloody yelling Sydney, oh my head, my head, oh my head is killing me. Sir, on a tray all ready, two paracetamol 💊 💊 and orange 🍊 juice, take this Sir. Himself does so without comment. Slowly, Himself prepares for the day, dressing in fine outdoor kit! Perfect for a day out in the British 🇬🇧jungle 😁😁😁🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂🐍🐢🦟🦗🕷🕸🐌🐞🐜🐝🐥🦊🐰🐭🐱🐶🦄🦄🦄🦉🦅🦆🐸🐷🐮🐏🐑🐂🐄🐎🦌🐐🐈🐈🐕‍🦺🦮🐩🐕🐓🦃🦚🦢🦨🦝🐇🕊🦡🐿🦔🦥🦥🦥🦥🦥🦥🦥 these are all the things that can be found in the British jungle! Now you will notice I have put sloths 🦥, there because I have it on good authority aka l think it was in the express.co.uk, that her Majesty has her own sloth 🦥! So I am including my favourite animal in the British 🇬🇧 jungle hinterland! 🌳🌴🌺🌸🌼🌻🌹🍁🍂🍃🌾🍀☘️🌿🌱🌳🍃🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂. Sir, breakfast ☕️ 🥞 🍳 is ready, Himself says, l will be there presently Sydney. Sydney replies, indubitably Sir and exits the room. By the time Himself reaches the breakfast 🍳 ☕️ 🥞 table he is actually quite hungry. The grumpy mood has disappeared and he says to Sydney, the start of a day in action, one first needs a good healthy breakfast ☕️ 🍳 🥞. Nothing like a good English 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 breakfast eh Sydney good old fry-up! Oh fried eggs 🍳 sausages, back 🥓 bacon, 🍅 tomatoes, mushrooms 🍄 , fried bread 🍞 and black pudding, buttered toastand a stiff hot cuppa ☕️. Himself’s breakfast today also includes baked beans, and hash browns. Eating heartily Sir, Sydney comments, amazed at his breakfast! Himself replies, oh good hot stiff cuppa ☕️ does the heart good and the body as well I would say! Yep it does the trick Sydney! Now I’m in fighting form to face the jungle! Sydney, 🧐confused, repeats questionably, the jungle Sir? Himself says, yes, Sydney, tapping his four fingers, two index fingers and two middle fingers tapping his tummy, now very full, as he speaks. We have become very familiar by now of this charming habit of his. Yes Sydney , we are going as the Yanks say, ‘off-roading’ in the great British 🇬🇧jungle hinterland exploring today!😁😁😁😁 Sydney, still feeling quite ‘affected’ 🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂from the effects of the night before and refreshments 🥃 🍻 🍺 🍸, says, “WE”, Sir? WE are going off-roading Sir? Sir, very hesitant nigh afraid to ask, pray tell Sir, what is off-roading? Oh course Sydney have a little adventure in your life, let loose! We are free men, we can do as we please!. Go get changed Sydney and meet me out at the Discovery! Sydney comes out and there is Himself, in the driver side so Sydney gets into the passenger side, buckles himself in and Himself says are you ready for some fun Sydney?? Sydney 🥺🥺🥺is trembling , saying Sir l am as as ready as I shall ever be, I suppose! C’mon Sydney old chappie, let’s have us a final spin around the estate in the Discovery before Herself is up and about!! Sydney, resolutely now knowing the plan says, I take it your driving Sir?? Oh Sydney, a wee while, just a little Sydney. It’s all good Sydney it’s all good ,no one else is out and about at this time and we are just going to look at nature don’t you be worrying I am in full control! Sydney says, Oooo Dear, that’s exactly what makes my queasy tummy queasier. He dares to speak further, Sir I am badly feeling the effects of last night. I am not certain a drive in the jungle is in the cards for me today. Inside he’s thinking,please let him tell me to go inside. Everybody knows how bad being in a vehicle is when you’re feeling physically sick,especially in the passenger seat oh I feel for him. Now we know Sydney would never leave Himself alone, EVER!! Himself says buck up old chap! You’re made a good old English 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿stock you’re not going to let a little queasy tummy spoil our fun are you? Just a lovely spin Sydney, look at all the beautiful autumnal colours 🍁🍂🌾 🎃🦃🎃🌾🍂🍁🍂🌾🎃🦃🎃🌾🍂🍁🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂 and off they go with a loud rush of the engine. Up and down through hill and vale or is it dale?😜😜😝😝 all over the estate, Himself and Sydney are having an EPIC time. All the beautiful autumnal colours 🍁🍂🌾🎃🦃🎃🌾🍂🍁and the nature 🍂🍁🌾🍂🦃🎃🍂🌾🍁the animals 🦆🦆🦆🦌🦌🦌🦌🐿🐿🐿🐿🐿🦔🦔🦔🦔🦔🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲🌲🦨🦨🦨🦝🦝🦝🦢🦢🦢🦢🐑🐏🐏🐑they see and just the feeling of freedom of having your hands on the wheel and the wind blowing in your hair, or what hair one has left😮😮😮😮🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂!!! Oh they’re driving along and just so enamoured with all the sites they are seeing and all of a sudden a great big buck 🦌appears right in the middle of their path! Sydney screams, WATCH OUT SIR, Ahhhhhhh!!!! Oh thank goodness they manage to avoid hitting the buck 🦌 but they’ve got a little problem now! Himself yells, O shite, Sydney, I’m in a ditch. Sydney, without saying it aloud, is thinking Sir, it’s not just you in the stuck ditch, it is also me and the Discovery! They thought things were as bad as they could be, but more trouble arrives! This time Sydney does not keep it to himself he says oh Sir! Oh Sir!! Guess who is coming up behind us in the Lone Ranger?? It is Herself Sir!!!🥺🥺😲😲😲😲🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭 himself knows when to admit defeat, and says bugger,bloody bugger Sydney, we’ve had it!! Sydney softly replies, indubitably Sir………….to be continued………..

DONE WITH COMPLETE LOVE AND RESPECT FOR HER MAJESTY THE QUEEN AND HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS PRINCE PHILIP THE DUKE OF EDINBURGH 💜💜🙏🏻🙏🏻PG🙏🏻🙏🏻💜💜

GSTQAOBC 🇨🇦 🇬🇧 🇦🇺 🇳🇿

Entertainment Purposes

Wonderful.....oh dear Sydney...thank you PG..💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

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milkhwi · 4 years

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detective! jeno

summary: you’re still trying to get the hang of your new internship while following around the best detective in town- lee jeno. who also figured out he stole your heart

genre: FLUFF & slight angst?? + sum comedy too

a/n: back on the grind. kinda. HAPPY BIRTHDAY LEE JENO!!

masterlist

Lee Jeno. everyone in the police department KNOWS who he is and it’s like a big ass department??? like damn mr. popular

BESIDES him being known for being able to solve cases in like a heartbeat exaggeration

he’s also known for looking stone cold yet his handsome face like omg wHO WOULDNT FALL FOR HIM

at first he looks VVV intimidating because especially during the job?? he hardly smiles??? he’s so strict AND SCARY then again uh not the type of job you’d smile in

but once he smiles EVEYONE MELTS FOR HIM global warming who???

like sometimes a few coworkers would go to work early in order to talk to him at his station since he’s like always the first one there

it’s honestly like a bunch of highschoolers going to school early in order to talk to the cutest guy before class starts and he doesn’t really mind it but jaemin and renjun tease him about it the most

“JENO STOP GIVING THEM THAT SMILE THEYRE GONNA THINK YOURE IN LOVE WITH THEM TOO” -renjun

“JENO MAKE THOSE MOVES” -jaemin

like once he’s in his office he starts to get so serious and very concentrated but everyone gets heart eyes by just looking at him i’m looking at u secretary

but no matter how many people are straightforward about liking him or asking him to out he’s like sorry can’t,, gotta solve some investigations but he’s just trying to reject them nicely

ANYWAYS so his police department was looking for interns and you and some friends decide to apply because that’s the best place you could ever apply to

and you’re like pls accept me pls accept me pls accept me

and YOU AND ONE OTHER FRIEND GET IN AND ITS LIKE YAY!!!

but then your friend lee donghyuck who knows eVERYHTING is like ouu you guys should try staying away from lee jeno. he’s scary when it comes to the investigations. and both of you KNOW who he is and like gulp please don’t make him my supervisor

anyways it’s your first day and you and your friend are nervous because yikes this workforce lowkey kinda dangerous but :DD WORTH IT

then you get all your docs from the secretary and you’re like so who’s my supervisor¿?

“lee jeno“ hahahhaha :,( pls say sike

so then you and your friend part ways and you knock on jenos office, very scared

“come in” phew so far so good

and the hand you’re holding your documents is shaking and you grip it harder to stop the shaking but it makes it worse

and you get closer to him, “hi um,,, my name is y/n and uhhh you’re my supervisor for the time being haha”

and his face lights up and he smiles at you and you’re like damn an angel but then you’re like snap outta it

“oh nice to meet you! i’m lee jeno i hope we can get along well” and internally you’re like damn haechan was wrong huh he’s an angel

so a few days into your internship it’s not that bad?? just some paperwork so you’re like oh this isn’t that bad

plus since you’re stuck in jenos office it’s pretty good since you glance at him every 10 seconds and you’re like damn he was sculpted by gods huh

and you find it cute when he doesn’t understand some documents he has a little pout and you’re like AHHHHHHH SO !! CUTE !! and when he figures it out he HAS THAT ICONIC EYE SMILE AND HIS EYES ARE SPARKLY

and you try not to stare at him when that happens but you can’t you really can’t he’s so wow your heart skips a beat when he smiles ?? and you’re like ?? haha what’s going on with me

and you and jeno are usually the ones who also have to stay late to finish all the paperwork and he’s like “sorry for having you to stay really late ://“

and you’re like “no! no! no! it’s fine!!! i’m used to it anyways” and it’s already the end of week 1 and you don’t think it can get worse than this

n e ways work seems simpler and like that’s not how detectives are sO jeno now takes you to crime scenes since he has another helping hand and this week jeno is so serious?? and cold?? like um where did his smile go

but you help him with a lot of stuff and the crime scene honestly is a bit scary since the murderer is still out there buut it’s ok you’re ok

and you help jeno around the crime scene trying to gather more evidence and you’re like jesus the atmosphere is really dark you can’t breathe like it’s kinda scaring u a lil so you crack a slight joke to lighten the mood up

and jeno just glares at you and you go !!! big mistake and he’s scolding u “please take this seriously there’s no time to joke around” and his voice is a slightly deeper than usual like harsh and now the atmosphere feels darker and you’re like welp great

but besides that you feel your kinda shatter like oh :((( that was a bad idea why’d i do that omg am I DUMB or am I DUMB HE PROBABLY HATES ME NOW

anyways you’re like “sorry” with a sad tone almost to the point your voice cracks but you gulp and go back to trying to find evidence and writing stuff down

and not long after you’re like ?? hm think i found something and you call jeno over and you’re about to touch the evidence and he quickly grabs your hand and is like “don’t touch it !!” and your eyes widen because YOU DIDNT EXPECT THAT??

but thank god the lights were slightly dim because his hand was warm and soft and you feel butterflies in your stomachs LIKE AHHH?!!!! and your face heating up and you look back at him

and jeno looks back at your hand and quickly pulls away and is like oops sorry

and you’re like i-it’s fine obviously trying not o stutter but failing miserably

but jeno is blushing too like omg what did i do

but then you guys gather the piece of evidence + scan the whole scene again one more time

and then you guys head back to jenos office to try and pull things together

but as you’re walking you recall how warm his hand felt and you shake the feeling off and grab both your hands to keep them warm since it’s still early spring and you’re slightly shivering

and jeno notices and is like “oh um are you cold ??” and you nod and he clears his throat and grabs one of your hands and puts them on his jackets pocket and saying “i hope this kinda helps you” and you feel your blush coming back again because!!!!! THIS IS WHAT COUPLES SHOULD DO EXCUSE ME

and you’re dYING but luckily it’s kinda dark out so he can’t see your face turning into a tomato and you just give him a smile

and then once you guys are inside the building he lets go and you’re like :(( my hand feels lonely again pls hold it

but then you’re like WHAT AM I THINKING I DONT EVEN LIKE HIM you do

and like you guys finish early and head home and you can’t sleep because you remember the FEELING OF JENOS HAND ON YOURS and it makes your heart burst

on the other hand you’d think for a detective jeno would KNOW IF HE LIKES YOU OR NOT but he’s also overly confused cue jaemin and renjun face palming

anywaYs a few weeks pass and you guys are assigned a new place to investigate so you get over there early in the morning and then you stop right in front of jenos office because you hear someone else

and then that voice is like “i like you jeno for a really long time and i hope you’re able to give me a chance” and your heart drops and you’re like oh because the rumors about the secretary planning on confessing to jeno were true and you couldn’t deny they had good chemistry and they’d make a really good looking couple

so then you like wait outside the building sighing not knowing why and wondering if jeno accepted her confession or not and you shake it off and wait for jeno so you guys can leave

inside the crime scene you’re just quiet and trying to focus on looking for evidence and the atmosphere feels so off but jeno doesn’t even notice it

and afterwards you guys go back to his office you’re also silent and he’s kinda like ??? but maybe because you had to wake up early

and then you decide to leave early and jenos like oh okay and you’re moping as you leave and you call donghyuck to hang out and he’s like damn who broke your heart

and you’re like NO ONE it’s just,,, idk why i’m sad it was after i accidentally heard the secretary confess to jeno

and it clicks to haechan and he’s smirking and you’re like what spill it

“so you fell for detective jeno huh”

and you’re like no !!! and start blushing

and he’s like omg are you dense you’re an intern for a DETECTIVE COME ON

and you’re like you’re right,, but it’s too late since he’s probably with her now :(((

on the other hand detective! jaemin and renjun keep eyeing eachother because jeno keeps talking about you and how you looked sad today

but at the same time they’re like wait . lee jeno?? falling for someone???

and then renjun is like “you’d think for a detective you’d know if you’re into someone or not”

“does she like you back though??” jaemin curiositly asks

“i,,,, i don’t know?!?!??” AND THEY BOTH GASP BECAUSE?? HELLO THERE HAS BEEN A LOT OF CLUES AND HES A DETECTIVE

and now it’s jenos goal to figure out if you like him or not with the help of detective! renjun and jaemin

step 1: try to see if they avoid you or making eye contact

so he sees you next to the printer resting on the wall and walks over and places his arm against the wall and basically pinning you there and your eyes widen and you look anywhere but at jeno aND YOURE LIKE UM UHH GOTTA GO

step 2: try to see if they blush if you make a sudden move

and during one of the investigations he hears you calling him over and he pokes your elbow causing you to turn around and your faces are inches away and suddenly you’re a tomato again and jeno teases and is like omg are you gonna have a fever?? and he touches your forehead and you’re so warm he tries not to giggle at how cute you look

and during all of this donghyuck is sipping his tea while you freak out about all the things jeno has done to you and you’re like jeno is gonna give me a stroke and he’s gonna be the one trying to SOLVE WHO CAUSED IT EVEN THO IT WAS HIM

but this plan ultimately helped jeno figure it out and now he’s gonna ask you out because wow his detective skills really helped him out

so one cold late day after going to another crime scene he thinks it’s the perfect timing since the sun is about to set too and you’re shivering but looking at the sky and jeno gives you his coat

and you pause and you’re like “aren’t you gonna be cold??” and he’s like “my hands are kinda cold” and you’re like damn kinda wanna hold your hands but that will lead me to cardiac arrest but your hands brush against eachother and you’re like goddamnit and you wrap his hand against yours and you’re like blushing madly and he smiles at you

and you’re like “better??” and he shakes his head and both of you stop walking and says “now my lips feel cold” and like you guys are really close anywhos so you gotta close the gap

and you’re like hsjdjsiis i’m not that bold bUT STILL and he’s giving that cute small pout and you’re fighting the urge so you bite your lips slightly

but then jeno just pecks your lips

and your heart?? goes 127mph

and he’s like i know it’s sudden but i like you

and you’re speechless?? because lee jeno??? liking someone??? actually?? and your mind is in chaos but you go ahead and peck his lips for 5 seconds and then you’re like “i- i- i like you too” and he pulls you into a hug and says “thank god because i really put my detective skills to work on this case”

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I've just reread ~get the wine pairings~ which is one of the best zimbits fics I've ever read and I was wondering if you're currently working/planning any new omgcp fics? I really love your writing 🙈

Ahhhhhhh wow thank you, there are so many Zimbits fics to choose from, and you chose the one I wrote while my OMGCP AO3 account was still a sock I never planned to link to because it was too many kinks pasted together. I’m very flattered. I’m still weirdly pleased with that fic!

To answer you question -- which I’m also very flattered anyone would ask? -- I've got two OMGCP fics that’ll be going up in the next, like, month:

You may have seen me insanely blogging about this AU where everyone’s getting MFAs at Samwell. In theory, ideally, I guess this would be like a loose collaborative series me and @tomatowrites both write in? (If she wants to/has time to?) I’ve very near done with the first fic in this series, like, one to five paragraphs away from being done and passing it on to a beta. It’s a PBJ sex fic set over Labor Day weekend; Bitty thinks he’s getting into one thing (group sex) but he’s actually getting into something else. It doesn’t get that much into the MFA part of things but I hope it does an okay job introducing the general themes around the Parse + Bitty stories in the AU? Lots of ???? because I’m just so excited about this entire thing. Please send me + Tomato asks about MFA stuff, I’m obsessed with and I want everyone else to be, also.

I’m also doing @omgcpheartbreakfest, and that fic is due on August 5 and should be posting ... a week later? Ish? Because it’s a blind fest I ought not divulge too much about it, but it’s an idea I’ve wanted to write out for a while, so I’m looking forward to finishing this over the next week or two.

and then OH GOD this list continues:

After those two I’ll probably switch gears to finish up this infamous South Park fic. Further afield, I did start an Ollie/Wicks fic that could be conceptually interesting but a) what is the audience? and b) do I really want to expend energy on digging into the tone and keeping the tone on point? More problematic is that these characters do not have personalities or even biographical information to transform into a story, so it’s tough to know what their relationship would even be like? I guess what I’m saying is I’m not sure if I want to follow through on this. Earlier today, actually, I took a look at it convinced I was going to scrap it -- but I also felt like there was something there that made me almost wistful for whatever conviction I had for this story when I started it. We’ll see where that goes.

Two big fics I have wanted to write in this fandom for a long, long time, like nearly as long as I’ve been in the fandom:

An AU where Jack’s OD is fatal, and a few years into the future his mother has established a foundation in his memory, to which she’s recruited Parse to sit on the board, which requires that he help fund the foundation. The foundation creates a scholarship for a hockey player at Samwell, and Parse is asked to advise the selection process, which results in Bitty being offered the inaugural award. The problem, however, is that Bitty is terrified of checking and if he doesn’t make it on this team, there’s a chance SMH might ultimately reject the gift -- and if this pilot program fails, Jack’s mom is gonna, like, have a breakdown. So Parse decides to intervene to make sure Bitty doesn’t get cut? Long story short, endgame Bitty/Parse, with the basic tension coming from what everyone’s lost if Jack isn’t in their lives: the team dynamic is totally different! Bitty thinks Jack is a selfish monster who ruined the lives of everyone around him, but Parse maintains that Bitty didn’t know him. The Bob/Alicia relationship is almost irreparably frayed and Parse finds himself in the middle of it because they both refuse to let him go! In a lot of ways it’s a story about Jack, although Jack is very dead for all of it. If done properly I would love to get into some of the tough politics around, like, money in US higher ed and some politics around wealth generally.

I have mentioned a few times that I want to write a “normal” not-edgelord Zimbits fic, and that would be an AU where Jack gets a PhD in history instead of going into the NHL -- so it’s basically canon-divergent from the start of Y2, where Jack decides that, for his own mental health, he can’t do professional hockey. The fic is set over the summer of 2017, at which point Jack is preparing to take his exams, write a dissertation prospectus, and start teaching in the fall. He’s at an impasse with his advisor, however, who doesn’t want him to write a social history of hockey because that’s a second book project, not a dissertation. While that’s happening, Bitty’s just graduated college and moved back in with his parents while Jack tries to find them an apartment in Boston -- which he’s having some trouble doing since Bitty doesn’t have a job lined up and Jack’s income is like, a graduate stipend. The conflicts in this story come from circumstances external to the Jack/Bitty relationship, and center around Jack’s doubts about his ability and desire to follow through on his stated goals, especially considering he’s deeply uncompromising. I’ve seen so many arguments that Jack would be so great at grad school or being a professional academic and it’s like, yes, in some ways, he would be; I can see him doing good archival research, or moving through the degree requirements in a PhD program, because he’s goal-oriented and willing to put the work in. But! He’s fucking awkward and so much of this field is just ... networking? Collaborating? Taking advice? Listening? Taking social cues? He had this idea about what kind of dissertation he was going to do, and why is he being told no? Can Jack take “no”? Can he adapt? A random woman has been showing up to his beer league games -- maybe this degree wasn’t the right path after all?

Then, all the way down at the bottom here, it’s like, I have sooo many incomplete Greerverse and lady Jack fics, many of them in the 500-3k range, but some of them in the 15k range, which is like, wow, that’s a lot of unfinished fic! The most profitable of these would be Jack and Bitty taking a 15-year anniversary vacation traveling around Europe for six weeks, which Jack unceremoniously kicks off by announcing a desire to transition--and then saying nothing about it for the duration of the trip while Bitty tries to work out how he feels about this, never mind what Jack even wants.

Aaaand last and probably also least, I’ve got like 15k each of an a/b/o fic I tried to write for Tomato and another 15k of a fic where a career- ending injury leads Jack to reassess his entire relationship with his body and therefore he winds up getting a little drag-curious, and it was fun writing about like, Jack moping around the house on crutches feeling sorry for himself, but also the fic has an OC who’s a big part of the story and I just didn’t feel that guy or care to write about him so I quit! Maybe I should scrap those things, along with the rest of this mpreg fic.

So that’s where I’m at ficwise right now! Who knows a) when the things further down this list would see the light of days, and b) which other crazy ideas will crop up that I have to write in the interim?

Thank you so much for asking! I love chatting about my fic, please ask any time.

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