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imaginativeamateur · 2 years

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[Itachi Uchiha X Reader] First Snow {Part 10}

Prologue Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 11 Part 12

Pairing: Itachi Uchiha x fem!Reader

Note: Welcome back! This is the last fluffy part before we roll back to angst, guys! Assessments are wrapping up so I will be posting more frequently, a huge thank you if you're still with me :DD Mikoto is making her comeback again! By the way, the title is "First Snow" and so far there's no snow yet so you can guess how long this series will dread LOL. For my friends that like more angst, don't worry the net part is full of it, for friends that like fluff, this one is abundant, so will the ending (after chapters of angst, of course ;)) Alright, I don't know what I'm even writing right now so without further ado, please enjoy!

~~/ /“Sleep, I'll be here with you.”/ /~~

The next morning when you woke up, it was already eight. You found yourself tucked safely under the thick blanket. While you were still tossing around in your bed, the door slid open, and Itachi came inside.

His face was haphazard, eyes tired as he gazed at you, examining your state. After last night, you found it difficult to start a conversation with him without your memory flashing back to the words he spoke yesterday. You knew better not to let the transient affection surface and cloud your judgment—it was set from the beginning that the two of you were never a match. Yet, somewhere inside your heart, you still wanted to put yourself under the illusion that he still had you in his eyes. You swallowed hard, waving your hand at the raven-haired. “Good morning…”

He did not say anything, plopping himself down a chair next to your bed as he placed several containers on the table. Without even looking at you for once, Itachi opened them and began unpacking a whole table of appetizing food. You were about to get off of your bed in an attempt to help him, but before you even reached for your slippers, Itachi demanded you stay still with a scowling voice that immediately straightened your spine.

Then silence overtook your room with him continuing to prepare the food and you occasionally peeking at his figure. Not long after, the raven-haired already set a small table on your bed, dutifully placing different bowls and dishes before your eyes. “I will bring you every meal starting from today. And I will not leave until you finish everything.”

“Everything?” Your eyes moved between the unimaginable amount of food and his plain expression. I felt as if his motive was to fatten you.

“Everything.” He nodded, exhaustedly leaning back once you started picking up the food unwillingly.

You gulped the meal down in hurry, hoping that he would leave you as soon as possible, resulting in you choking on the burning soup, coughing your lungs out. At that, Itachi instantaneously shot up and stroked your back worriedly. His other hand grabbed the nearby tissue to gently wipe the corner of your mouth, ranting in the process, “I didn’t tell you to gorge down the food like that! Do I need to show you how to eat properly?”

You shook your head vehemently, taking the tissue from his hand, and distanced yourself from his warmth. Itachi certainly realized what he was doing at the moment—how unreasonable his reaction was—he reluctantly shuffled back to his original spot, leaving you to tend your own needs.

“The food is delicious, thank you. Do you want to have some, too?” Feeling his burning gaze trained on your every small movement, you could not help but make a comment nervously to dissolve the tension.

After a long pause, he smiled, seemingly very approving of what you just said. “My mother made that, you should thank her, not me. And I already ate.”

“Oh,” you blinked and looked back down at your food. “But I still need to thank you for bringing all of this here.”

Mikoto came to visit you at lunch with Itachi. Your heart drummed when you saw your mother-in-law. After the incident that got you into the arranged marriage with her son two months ago, Mikoto never expressed any fondness for your existence. You gulped, trying to get off of your bed to greet her, “Thank you for coming, Mikoto-san. I’m sorry, I haven’t prepared—”

“I know, don’t worry.” She smiled—the very first one you saw on her lips after you became her daughter-in-law, making you relax your clenched jaw and fisted hands. Mikoto set a basket of fresh fruits down. “Itachi told Fugaku and me about your accident. Don’t exert yourself, Y/N.”

You flashed her a genuinely grateful grin and sat back down, watching as the mother and son duo unpacked your lunch. At the sight of the palatable dishes, you delightfully remarked, “Mikoto-san, your cooking is extraordinary, thank you for making me breakfast earlier.”

You noticed Itachi’s body tensing and they both turned around to look at you. Mikoto was the first one to shatter the silence, “What breakfast?”

Blinking your eyes, you shifted your gaze from Itachi to his mother, confused, “Itachi brought me some soup in the morning and told me that you—”

“Y/N is talking nonsense, mom.” He interrupted and glanced at you from the corner of his eyes, mentally backing up against a corner.

“Right, I might have it mixed up,” you laughed it off though furrowed your brows at Itachi, who decided to ignore your perplexion to continue setting the table.

But Mikoto did not miss the very bit of your interaction, eyeing her son mischievously. “Did he tell you that I made all the food, Y/N?”

Seeing that she was on your side, you regained your confidence and beamed, though carefully observing his reaction. “Y-yes, he said I should thank you.”

“I can’t take the praises for what I haven’t done,” she mused, “I didn’t—”

“Mom,” Itachi cut the conversation off once again, hastily helping you off the bed to sit at the table with everyone. “Let’s eat, the food is getting cold.”

With your husband’s obvious desperation to change the subject and his mother’s meaningful looks, you quickly discerned the chef behind your grand breakfast was no one else besides Itachi—and most likely for this meal, too. You ate in silence, too aware of your flushed face to even lift your head. Itachi was in no better conditions than yours, ears red from Mikoto’s wordless teasing for the entirety of your lunch. Laughter filled the air as the three of you shared the precious moment around the small table. If time could stop, you wanted this moment to retain in your memory forever. It was the first time that you finally felt at ease being in this marriage—finally able to have a meal that felt like a family.

Yet the tree wanted to stand still, but the wind never stopped—within that moment, you realized that happiness was slipping through your fingers like sand.

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6rookie-writer0110 · 2 years

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Lost in Seattle

Kara Danvers x Reader-Venom

Summary - Kara teaches Reader and Venom what is Christmas is about.

Kara arrived home and Venom won't let Kara kiss you on the lips. Kara is your girlfriend and Venom is angry at her, you know why but she doesn't.

“What?” Kara said.

“Venom is angry at you,” You said.

Venom took over your body.

“Why?” Kara asked.

Oh, you should know why Kara!

“Babe, tell me what is going on,” Kara said.

“You forgot his birthday yesterday,” You said.

Kara starts to think. Venom got used to human customs and since he doesn't have a birthday, it was Nia and Kara’s idea to give him a birthday date. Kara was very busy yesterday saving people that she forgot.

“Oh, I'm sorry Venom. I was busy yesterday saving people. I will make it up to you” Kara said.

Y/n tell Kara I'm still mad at her

“I promise, I will make it to you. I got chocolate” Kara said.

Venom snatched the chocolate and starts to eat it. Then Venom goes away and he let Kara kiss you on the lips. She accepts you and Venom. At first, it took a while for Venom to accept but he likes her even when he doesn't admit it. Kara tells him not to eat bad guys and that would be hard for venom.

“Babe, we should go Christmas shopping today,” Kara said.

Christmas shopping?

“Venom, do you know what is Christmas?” Kara asked.

No. Y/n what she is talking about

“I don't know either,” You said.

“Wait, you two don't know what is Christmas? How” Kara said.

“I really don't know what is Christmas. We never celebrated Christmas, bad childhood” You said.

“Oh, I'm in shock. Well, this year it would be your first Christmas with me and the others” Kara smiled.

Can I eat people during Christmas?

“No! You can't eat people,” Kara said.

Y/n, she is no fun

You do go shopping with Kara. Your girlfriend explained about the decorations, gifts, food, and the Christmas tree. You and Venom did have questions and she answered them. You and Kara are going to buy a Christmas tree.

“We have to find the perfect tree,” Kara said.

“Why?” You asked.

“Y/n, I told you. Finding a good tree is important for the decorations. Let's look around before we choose” Kara said.

You and Kara hold hands and start to walk around and look at trees. After a while, you and Kara found the perfect tree and she bought it. Venom thinks it is dumb to buy a tree and take it home. Before going home, you and Kara bought Christmas ornaments.

At the loft, you can help Kara decorate the loft. Kara notices that you having fun and Venom did eat a Christmas ornament then spits it out.

It's not chocolate!

“It's not chocolate and I never said it was chocolate. It goes on the tree so it would look pretty” Kara said.

“Oh,” You and Venom said.

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Kara wants to make hot chocolate and she bought something. She knows that you and Venom will love it.

“I have something for both of you,” Kara said.

“What is it?” You asked.

Kara heats the milk and she adds the chocolate bombs. You and Venom watch the chocolate melt and marshmallows come out.

Y/n did you see that!?!?!!?

“I knew, you two would like it” Kara smiled.

Venom starts to drink the hot chocolate and he wants more.

✯ ✬ ✫ ✬

It started to snow in National City, you and Kara are playing in the snow. She had to explain what is a snowball fight and she taught you how to make a snowball. You are having fun and you kissed Kara on the lips.

Y/n I want to play

“No, you can't play and I'm having fun with Kara,” You said.

Kara watches you argue with Venom. Some people do look and they think you're arguing with Kara. Venom has appeared in the media and on the internet. Venom took over your body, he starts to play in the snow.

“Venom!” The kid yelled with joy.

The other kids saw Venom and they all want to play with him. Kara is making sure everything will be calm.

“Who wants to play a snowball fight? I don't know how to play” Venom said.

“We teach you” The other kid smirked.

They teach him how to make a snowball and explained the rules.

Venom starts to play and so far everyone is having fun. But Venom took it a little further

“Venom! They are kids” Kara said.

They need to learn in war is never easy! *he laughs*

“Venom” Kara sighed.

He starts to throw many snowballs and kids are getting hit. But Kara joined the kids and she is helping them fight Venom.

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Kara already found the perfect gift for you and Venom. Kara has a secret hiding place in the loft where you or Venom won't be able to find it. And you don't know what to get for Kara, the first time buying a gift for anyone. You searched online all-day thinking about what to buy for Kara.

“Looking for the perfect gift for Kara is hard” You sighed.

Buy candy and tater tots for her

“No, it has to be something very special,” You said.

You keep searching and the tips online are not helping you. Venom does want to buy chocolate and tater tots for her.

✯ ✬ ✫ ✬

You and Kara went to Alex and Kelly’s house for the Christmas party. Venom comes out and Esme is happy to see him.

“I got this for you” Esme smiled.

She puts the Christmas antler headband on his head.

Y/n, Kara look! I have one on my head and you don't! Esme is my favorite human and i won't eat her

“Try it and I will make you suffer,” Alex said.

Esme just laughed. Kelly brings out cookies and Venom starts to eat most of them.

“Venom, those cookies are for everyone, not just for you,” you said.

“That would never change,” Kara said.

Before coming over Kara did help Kelly and Alex cook dinner. Kara and Venom are the only ones who eat a lot of food. When he gets too excited it would be hard for you to tame him. Now, it's time to open the gifts.

Kara open our gift first!

“Venom, you don't have to yell and be nice,” You said.

Sshhh, she will open our gift first

“Okay, I will open your gift first,” Kara said.

Kara opens the box and takes out a shirt. It's Venom giving a high five to Kara as Supergirl.

“Wow, I love it” Kara smiled.

You and Venom smiled and she kissed you on the lips.

#kara danvers x you #kara danvers imagine #supergirl x reader #supergirl imagine #kara danvers x reader #gender neutral reader

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supercap2319 · 2 years

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The Prince and The Fairy chapter 8

Pairing: Sky x Male Reader

A/N: For any Stella fans reading this. I apologize for making her the mean girl of this story.

“Maybe we continue this in the dorms,” Sky said in between kisses. The two boys had been making out for a good 15 minutes and the sun was starting to go down.

Y/N wanted nothing more than to go back to the dorms with Sky, but he had something to take care of. He reluctantly pulled away from Sky’s lips; his cheeks red with heat. “Wish I could, Blue eyes, but there's something I have to do first.” Sky raised an eyebrow. “Oh, and what’s that?”

“School assignment,” Y/N said. Technically, it wasn't a lie since it was an assignment that Y/N failed to pass. “Maybe I should come with you,” Sky suggested. “That's okay. I won't be long, I promise.” Sky looked at Y/N then nodded his head, “Okay, then I'll see you back at the dorms later than.” Y/N smiled. “See later, Blue eyes,” he said, placing another kiss on Sky's lips.

Y/N walked the same path he had this morning when he followed all the other students to the stone circle. If Y/N could successfully channel his magic at the vessel, then that meant he could control his powers. Y/N laid his backpack down on the ground, as he grabbed his journal and placed it on the side of the stone. Y/N placed a hand on each side of the vessel and focused. He thought of little ice sculptures, and they popped up from the vessel. Y/N smiled as he thought of the sculptures as snowflakes and, to his amazement, they transformed into snowflakes.

“I hear you're broken,” a voice says. Y/N turns around and sees Stella standing there. Great, just what he needed. More drama. “In more ways than one,” she smirks, walking towards Y/N.

“I’m still gonna help you,” Y/N tells her, hoping she’ll leave. “And I’m thrilled,” Stella says. “But I’d prefer we wait until you aren’t completely useless.”

“Well, you don’t have to worry, I’ve got it under control,” Y/N says.

“Let me guess. Clear and positive emotions, right?”

“Actually, I was thinking of love.”

“Love? Are you joking?” Stella asks “Aw!! Maybe you were thinking of the time your dad showed you how to throw a football,” she giggled.

“Mmm. Very funny.”

“Oh, wait, he's not actually your dad, is he?” Stella said.

“Excuse me?” Y/N said.

“Am I wrong? Do you still care about your not-dad, even though you're a changeling and tried to kill him?”

“If you say one more word,” Y/N starts, but Stella interrupts him.

“Or maybe you were hoping a certain blonde-haired prince would take pity on you and maybe even kiss you,” Stella said. “It's actually quite pathetic when you think about it.”

Y/N balled his fists before taking a breath. Maybe if she had told him this yesterday, he might have believed her, but not after today. Not after everything that just happened between him and Sky. Y/N smirked, a reaction that Stella wasn't expecting. “What? Do you think I'm joking?”

“Tell me, Princess. If Sky didn't like me, then why did he give me this?” Y/N pulled the pendant from underneath his shirt and showed Stella. The Princess of Solaria's eyes widened at the sight of the Pendant of Eraklyon. “Where did you get that?”

“I think we both know where I got this from.”

“It's not possible. You must have stolen it,” Stella said.

“I didn't steal anything. Sky gave it to me after it glowed.” Y/N looked at Stella. “It only glows after someone finds their true love, right?” Y/N said.

“You're lying.”

“Now who's pathetic?” he asked, grabbing his notebook and stuffing it into his bag. Y/N turned around to walk away, but stopped and turned back to Stella. “If you ever talk about my father like that again, I'll show you what Snow and ice can really do.” Snowflakes form around them, as they start forming together until they make a ball; Y/N snaps his fingers, and it expands and explodes. Stella looks on in shock as Y/N leaves the stone circle.

….

The next day, Y/N and Sky pushed through the door of their dorm room with Riven and the girl from Y/N’s magical class from yesterday, sitting on Riven’s bed. “Man, Magical Defense class is so boring.” Y/N raised an eyebrow. “Really? I think it's interesting. Nothing like having a class that can tell you all about the things that can kill,” Y/N said.

Sky smiled then noticed the girl close to Riven’s bed. “Hello,” he greeted. “Hi there,” Y/N said. She took a drag from Riven’s vape, then noticed she wasn't sharing. “Oh, shit, sorry.” She handed the vape out for them to take. “No, thank you,” Sky said, as Y/N shook his head no.

“Daytime? Not smart, Riv,” Sky told his best friend. Riven takes back his vape. “If Silva catches her up here–”

“Beatrix,” Beatrix says. “Not ‘her,’ Beatrix.”

“And, uh, Silva left,” Riven says. “I kinda snooped to make sure. Something about meeting up with a military detachment from Solaria. Ask your girlfriend.”

“She's not my girlfriend, Riv” Sky tells him.

“You’re dating the princess?” Beatrix chuckles. “Shit! Is it weird having sex with someone who looks just like you, or is that kind of the point?” She and Riven laugh at that.

Y/N huffs. “Hey, Riven, is it weird having sex with someone who's an even bigger bitch than Stella?” Riven gets up, but Beatrix stops him. “As far as insults go, that wasn't half bad. Congrats.”

“Thanks.” Y/N kisses Sky’s cheek, then heads to their room on the other side.

“If the Solarians are coming–”

“–Then the rumors must be true. They’ve captured a burned one. The Solarian prison is no joke. I guess they're gonna transfer it.”

“You see, the upshot is we’ve got nowhere to be,” Riven says, kissing Beatrix’s neck, as she smirks. “Speak for yourself. I'm gonna head to the library,” she says, gathering her stuff and leaves.

Sky sighs. “I don't have time to tell you all the reasons why that is a bad idea,” Sky said, indicating about Beatrix. Riven takes a drag from his vape. “Yeah, yeah. You should go check on your boyfriend.” Sky leaves Riven and Sam’s room, then heads to the one he and Y/N share.

Sky finds his boyfriend on his bed, headphones in his ears. His eyes are closed as he bops his head to the song. Sky smiles. He looks adorable. Sky walks towards him and places a quick kiss on Y/N’s lips, causing the shorter to jump back in surprise. “You scared me, Blue eyes,” he said, taking out his earbuds. We're dancing like we're dumb, dumb, d-d-d-dumb.

“Sorry, but I have something to tell you. It's about the Burned one.” Y/N immediately sits up at the mention of the creature that tried to kill him. “What's going on?” Sky sighs. “They’re transferring it to the Capital of Solaria.”

“That means Stella won't be able to get her ring back,” Y/N realized. He stood up and grabbed his red jacket. “I have to tell her.” Sky stands as well, and blocks Y/N’s path. “Wait, I thought you hated her.” Y/N shook his head. “I don't hate her. I don't like her, but that's a different story,” Y/N says. “Well, I'm coming with you. I'm not letting you guys face a Burned one alone.”

Sky changes into his specialist gear. Black leather armor over a sweater, his sword strapped to his back. Y/N frowns. “What's wrong?” Sky asks. “Nothing. You just would look better with a cape and a blue sword.”

“What, like a hero?” Sky asks.

“Exactly,” Y/N smirks.

“So, what's the plan, Army Barbie?” Aisha asked. Stella scoffs. “I'm curious. Did any of you ask Aisha to come, because I didn't?” she asked Sky and Y/N.

“I did,” Y/N told her as they walked towards the barrier. “Why?” Y/N looked at her. “She's my friend, and I thought having more people on this mission will help us succeed.”

“Who are we? The Avengers?” Stella grumbled.

“Oh, good. Everyone’s calm and collected,” Musa jokes, as she, Terra, and Sam meet up with them.

“Finally!”

“Oh, sorry. I just needed a bit of help with the Zanbaq. We're all good now though,” Terra smiles.

“Do we know where the barn is at?”

“We do,” Sam said, as he and Terra passed through the barrier followed by Y/N, Sky, Stella, and so on. They walked deep into the forest until they came across the barn mentioned. Musa frowned as her eyes glowed purple and walked off to the right. “Musa?” Terra and Sam followed her as everyone else went towards the barn. “Ready?” Y/N asks as Sky pulls his sword from its sheath and nods his head. They pull the door up, but are shocked to find it empty. “It's not here,” Y/N says.

“They've taken it already. Look,” Aisha says. “No!” Stella cries, running towards the empty chains. “My mum’s gonna kill me.”

“Guys, we’ve got a problem,” Terra's voice says. Aisha Stella ran back out. Sky turns and looks at Y/N. “I'll be back,” he promises as he follows the girls. All is quiet for a moment until Y/N hears someone whispering his name. He follows the whispers into the woods.

Meanwhile, the others have discovered the dead bodies of older specialists. The Burned one is loose. Sky sees Silva resting against a tree. “Silva!” he rushes towards his father figure, as the older man points his sword at him, keeping him from getting closer. “Silva, it's me, Sky.” Silva's eyes are dark from the infection of the Burned one. “I know Sky, but please stay back.”

“The Burned ones cut you and you’re infected, but we're gonna help you,” Terra says gently. She uses her magic to subdue Silva's arm.

”Wait. Where’s Y/N?”

Sky's eyes widened at that. He looks around and sees that Y/N is not with them. “Y/N!” Sky is torn. He wants to go and find Y/N, but at the same time, he doesn't want to leave Silva. Sam walks towards him. “Sky, mate. We'll look after Mr. Silva, while you, Stella, and Aisha go find Y/N,” Sam says. Sky nods his head and gets up and walks back towards the barn, but finds it empty.

Y/N walks around the forest, following the voice calling his name. “Y/N! Y/N!” the voice echoes through the woods. Y/N is not sure why or who is calling his name, but there must be a reason why. He hears the sound of someone stepping on a branch and gasps. He turns around and in the distance, he can make out the silhouette of something. It's a Burned one. The creature sees Y/N, and begins racing towards him, roaring in the process. Y/N holds his hands up, defensively, as he can feel his magic radiating from them.

The creature is getting closer and Y/N’s eyes glow blue as he sends a bunch of ice spikes towards it. The Burned one smashes through the first waves of spikes and keeps charging. Y/N creates an even bigger one and impales it into the creature’s chest. It snarls and tries to wiggle free. A blast of water comes from the side and knocks the Burned one into a tree with a spiked branch poking out of it.

“You ok?” Aisha asks as Sky pushes past her towards Y/N. “Sky,” Y/N says, running towards the blonde boy hugging him. “Y/N, why’d you go running off?” Sky asked him. “I'm sorry, but I heard someone calling me and before I knew it, I was deep in the forest, when the Burned one saw me.”

“Who was calling you?” Aisha asked.

Y/N shrugged his shoulders. “No idea.” He noticed everyone wasn't with them. “Where’s everyone else?” he asked.

“Back at the barn,” Sky says. “The specialists who were transporting the creature have been killed and Silva's been injured.”

“Well, we have to get him some help, but first we need to get Stella’s ring,” Y/N says. He walks towards the Burned one, looking for the ring.

“Where is it?”

“I think it's right there. I think it stuck it inside of itself,” Y/N said, looking at the ring stuck behind the creature’s skin. Y/N tries not to gag as he pulls the ring free from the creature’s dead corpse. It has black goo on it. “I got it. Let's go.”

#sky fate of winx #sky x male reader #sky of eraklyon #male reader insert #x male reader #shy male reader #fate the winx saga #winx specialists #fate the winx club #ice magic #fairies

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just-my-type-x · 3 years

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Fixing you - Asher Adams (Cody Christian imagine)

I walked towards the entrence of the high school and greeted Olivia with a hug.

"Hey kiddo, where were you last night?", she asked and i handed her the bottle of juice she told me to buy her on my way to school

"I slept at Sarah's, i told mom and dad yesterday. I guess they didn't inform you and Jordan", i laughed and i grabbed her arm, walking down the hallway, greeting some of our friends. I was one year younger than Jordan and Olivia, thing that didn't make much difference in our circle of friends.

"They pretty much leave everything behind", she laughed and i followed her action. "Are you ready to spend your day working out with the football team?"

I rolled my eyes, remembering that my dad told me specifically that i have to help him with paperwork regarding every player, get them measured and all that jazz, sorting out their equipment to see what's gonna be replaced and so on. On the bright side, i don't attend boring classes and i also get to keep an eye out on my best friend. Asher is a pain in the ass sometimes, but i always find myself needing to be around him, so i can feel protected and tolerated. Even tho i have Jordan, he mocks me all the time and he never sees me as an independent person or good enough to reach an important level in my life. Asher does that, and that's actually how we got to be such good friends. He found me in the locker room after one of their matches, moment when i was crying pretty badly. In that day, i had to replace a cheerleader who broke her leg 5 hours before the match, so i didn't remember every single thing i had to do because i was nervous. So when our high school team won, i forgot to do some stepping and jumping, which was, apparently, very important for him. Ash stood there with me and put a smile on my face with the silliest jokes he had and i promised myself i would help him with everything he ever needed.

"Well, at least I'm not working out and my job will be done pretty soon since it's about to rain", i smile and i throw my backpack in my locker. I check for my dad's office keys, i put my phone in the pocket of my jeans and slide my fingers through my hair to give it a shake.

"It can snow outside and be negative 50 degrees, you're doing your job", Olivia laughed and hugged ne sideways before leaving to her chemistry class. I close the locker door and see Asher on the other side of the hallway. He's looking at the ground, walking mostly with the help of muscle memory than with his own memory. I slightly run towards him and he smashes into me. I'm surprised because of the impact, i thought i stopped further from him.

"I'm sorry, y/nickname. I wasn't looking.", he apologies and massages his forehead with his fingers.

"It's ok, love. What's wrong with you?", i analyse his face and body worried that something bad happened. I take his hand off his forehead and it helps him make eye contact with me for the first time. I also know he likes it when i call him love, just because it started as a joke and now it's my go to nickname for him. After his and Leyla's breakup, i felt more relaxed talking to him comparing to when they were dating.

"It's nothing, I'm late for practice.", he wants to leave, but i stop him, which makes him bump into me again.

"Ok, we're not on the field and I'm pretty much on your team as i recall", i laugh and grab the part of my stomach that hurt.

"Oh my God I'm so stupid, I'm sorry. Again. I'm gonna make it up to you, ok? Tonight, we're getting ice cream", he kisses my cheek and leaves while talking.

I shake my head and head the same direction as him, but slower. I stop by the bathroom to check my make up in the mirror. I mean, 50 guys get to see me the whole day, i have to be presentable.

I smile to myself when i notice my flushed cheeks, the result of Asher's small kiss. I never thought of me having feelings for him, but i also never accepted how beautiful and intelligent he is. But i also shouldn't do that because that would mean i would get a crush on him, Jordan would go crazy, it would be weird for Olivia and so on.

I shake my head again and scoff loudly as i leave the bathroom. I enter my dad's office and grab all the papers i need for the players and make my way to the high school gym, where the guys were doing exercises.

I sat down next to my dad and he explained that i needed to write the bank accounts in the high school system again, as the new season just began, and they get refreshed every year. I completed the papers first, calling every player to me to sign them.

I grabbed the laptop and the list of bank accounts and beneficiaries, glancing now and then at Asher, who was pretty much showing of at that moment. I smiled and moved my eyes back on the screen.

"Adams, put a shirt on", my dad says and i laugh.

"Yes coach" he obeys awkwardly

"I was enjoying the view", i laughed and he smiled at me

"I'm also enjoying free afternoons, don't you?", he kissed my forehead and i started typing Asher's bank account number, as he's the first one in alphabetical order. When I submitted it, an error occurred.

"Was that supposed to happen?", i show my dad after i checked the numbers and names again.

"Well, it shouldn't. Try it one more time, i have to get them on the field before the rain starts. If it doesn't work, get to the next one. It's probably a bug", he says as he gets up and gatheres the team to go outside. Asher looks one more time at me before leaving the room, and i can see in his eyes that he's somehow lost. I thought that maybe he started to get high again, which i would hate him for. But in the same time he swore he would never do that again.

I typed again and again until i was fed up with Asher's informations, so i finished the rest of the list.

When i finished, i scrolled through Instagram to see what's been posted in the past hours. At some point, Jordan's post with him, Spencer and Asher popped on my feed. I liked it and realised that Asher was wearing the same clothes as yesterday. That thing never happened before. I also realised that's what was wrong with him when i firstly saw him today.

I felt sick in my stomach thinking that the worst would've happened and i looked back on the list of the bank accounts, seeing everyone's name on my laptop, but not his. The one that never worked.

I searched for the Beverly Hills Bank phone number and got up the chair, walking anxiously through the room, and finally stopping by the door where i could see the guys attacking each other on the field. I Exhale loudly when asher is thrown to the ground by Spencer and hear my dad yelling at him to be focused. I'm awaken by the lady on the phone and i remind myself what I'm doing.

"Oh yeah, hi, I'm sorry. My name is y/n Baker, my dad is Billy Baker, we have an open account for our high school football team?"

"Yes, I know, i started looking for it in the system while you were telling me the names. How may i help you?"

"Can you check a current account for me? I need to put it on a list and it keeps getting rejected. It's Asher Adam's", i say and i bite my lip, tasting some blood because of how hard i was biting it

"Well, this is too bad, the account is empty.", the lady says and i sit back on my chair, putting my palm on my forehead, closing my eyes

"Are you sure? He's loaded", i try to make her look again, but the same thing appears. I hang up and hardly get up and go outside. It started to get windy and my t-shirt wasn't making me any favours.

I walked to my dad and told him that i was done, and that i talked to an IT guy to help me with the list, because some more names were not submitted, but it was a lie.

I watched the guy play, feeling bad for the whole situation, also understanding the lack of focus from Asher today, as i see how he's hit every time he tries to catch the ball.

The rain starts pouring like crazy, out of nowhere. I help the guys get their equipment and watch as they rush inside, but Asher is just taking his time.

"what are you doing? You're crazy", i say as i walk up to him and get some of his stuff off the banch.

"I'm just not in the mood to rush, I'm tired."

I bite my lip as i see him take of his football t-shirt and his tank top from underneath gets lifted enough for me to see his v-line and a bit of his abs.

"Love, we need to talk"

He laughs and i look at him through the drops of rain

"Are you breaking up with me? It would be the fastest break up after a break up"

I ignore his remark, feeling a bit jealous inside.

"Your name is rejected from the seasonal list"

He lifts his head to look at me and my heart breaks into a million pieces, seeing his tired and sad eyes.

"You showed up in the same clothes as yesterday, Jordan told dad today he saw your car at 3 am in the supermarket's parking lot, what's going on?", i ask as i drag him under a small metal thing where rain doesn't come through. "Please talk to me, I'm your best friend, you shouldn't keep secret from me" i grab his cheek with my hand and wipe a small tear that escaped from his beautiful eyes.

"What do you want me to say y/n? You already figured it out. My dad kicked me out, my mom doesn't want me, we're broke because my dad lost every single dollar, i can't finance my place in the team this season and to be honest, i don't even know why i let coach sign me up again" he says and other tears fall down his cheeks. I try to hold back mine, thinking of an answer. "Leyla left me, she's dating my friend, i screwed up with Olivia and our friendship is gone, i almost lost Jordan, now it's you, because you won't be here for me!"

"How can you say that?", i yell at him, pushing him. "I came to talk to you because i care and because i wanna help you"

"You can't do that! What would you do? Take me into your house? Like you did with Spencer? I'm sorry but i don't want to live there", he scoffs and leaves

"Where are you going?", i yell, not wanting to get in the cold rain

"In my car, i gotta take a nap", he replies ironically and i start running after him. I stop right in front of him and i cup his face in my hands, kissing him hard. He's surprised, but kisses me back immediately, grabbing me by the waist, hoping to feel me closer than i already am. I pull back for a second to readjust because of the rain and he grabs me by the back of my neck to pull me eagerly onto his lips again. He pulls my hair slightly and a soft moan escapes my lips, his tongue slipping in without hesitation, action that took me by surprise.

"I'm sorry i shouldn't have done-", Asher apologises and steps back from me

"I kiseed you", i say and look at his face for any sign of expression

"And it was the best thing that happened to me", he steps in front of me and kisses me again, more passionately and hard, like i was gonna disappear too.

"I'm not going anywhere, you know that right, Ash?", i look deeply into his eyes, hoping he will notice the sincerity i speak to him with.

"You don't know how long you'll stay with me for. You have a huge mansion, a pool, a huge closet of clothes and shoes, i have a trunk and the cafeteria lunch that's free for the team players. You won't raise me. I'm not your kid, I'm not your responsibility. It's only a matter of time. ", with pain in his voice, Ash erases some mascara from under my eye.

"I'm gonna help you out. I know i can and i will. But you have to talk to my dad. He can help you.", i take his hand motion him towards the high school. He gets the message and we start running until we get inside.

"You're everything i have right now", Ash hugs me and i place a soft kiss on his neck, the only body part i can reach in that position

"And with me, you're gonna have much more, ok? I'm not leaving you.", i kiss him and i smile when his hand travels to my ass to squeeze it.

"Too soon?", he asks amused

"Jordan's looking at us", i laugh and i laugh even more when i see his shocked expression when he sees Jordan only 2 meters away from us

"You better marry her", Jordan says and leaves us kissing more

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A Widow and a God on Skates

A Widow and a God on skates

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Summary: A perfect day for skating, no? Well... until some got bumped up... literally

Warnings: Natasha Romanoff is mad.

Word count: 807

A/N: My Christmas entries are until 23rd of December. English is not my first language.

Third entry for my Christmas entries.

A/N: Sorry, this is late I know… its just that, I enjoy our adventure yesterday that I forgot to post…

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The Avengers compound is huge. The building that houses the avengers, with a separate building to house the agents, a storage warehouse, and a big field for agents to do recreational activities.

Since its winter and it's snowing and the whole compound is covered in snow and the lake froze. A lot of activities can be done all day. Snowball fighting, building snowmen, and skiing. But the one you're going for today is ice skating. Instead of paying a hundred bucks for an ice rink in the mall, you guys decided to use the frozen lake by the compound as a rink. So, you ordered skates online.

Everyone is on the lake skating with their kids. Tony's teaching Morgan how to skate, even though he, himself, doesn't know how to, Clint's teaching Nate, his youngest, how to do a trick while his eldest kids are competing on who is a better skater, and Natasha who is trying her best to teach Naomi, who just wants to tag along with you in the kitchen, how to keep her feet steady.

“Hun, how can you enjoy the winter if you won't do anything?” Natasha crouched in front of her and places her hand on Naomi's shoulder. Naomi lightly stomped her feet and looks at her annoyed. “I want mommy.”

“Don't you want mama?”

“I love you, mama. But I want mommy. It's’ cold here and it’s warm inside, where mommy is.” Naomi said while gesturing at the main building where you are right now. Natasha sighs before standing, “Fine, I'll let you be with mommy but we need to at least have 4 laps here. Is that okay?” Naomi nods before grabbing Natasha's hand. Natasha then pulls Naomi slowly so they could move even in the slightest inch.

You on the other hand exited the main building and stopped on your tracks when you saw your wife and your daughter interacting on the frozen lake. You fish your phone in your pocket to take a photo of that precious moment. When Thor zooms in while singing 'Let it go'. Who would have thought that the god of thunder, is a softie?

You started to film the Avengers so you have something to post on your IG. People love to see the things Avengers do when they are not saving the world and you are the world's insider.

“Don’t you want to wear something warm, Thor? It’s cold!” Sam shouted trying to catch up on Thor. He turns around while skating backwards. “♪The cold never bothered me anyway♪” he sang.

“Uncle Thor, not because you are blonde and have powers doesn't mean you can be Elsa!” Nate, your son, not Clint's, shouted making Thor turn around but before he knew it, he bumped into Natasha making Natasha fall on her butt.

“Uh-oh...”

Your eyes widen, you immediately put your skates on and ran to their direction. “Natasha, no! stand down!” You shouted trying to stop her from murdering Thor. Running on snow while wearing skates is a hard job, it makes running slow.

“If I, were you, I'm gonna run.” Bucky said making Thor laugh lightly, “I am the mighty Thor! I am not scared of anything, even Lady Natasha.” Everyone ran away leaving Thor behind. Natasha stood up, her face is neutral, but you can see the imaginary smoke coming from her nose and ears that make you run faster towards them.

“Thor Odinson. You may be the god of thunder but I am telling you, this Lady standing in front of you will be the death of you.” Natasha threatens making Thor widen his eyes before skating away then Natasha skates chasing Thor around the frozen lake. Naomi is now walking towards you, who Clint saved from her mother's wrath towards the god, and Nate who is also walking towards you.

“Mama will not kill Uncle Thor. Right?” Nate asked worriedly. “Well... I can't say she won’t... We'll see.” you said still watching your Wife skate around the lake and hearing Thor's cries for help.

Natasha and Thor suddenly stop making everyone wonder. And before everyone knew it Natasha and Thor suddenly disappear from the lake. Everyone runs including the kids to the lake and saw a big hole. Thor and Natasha broke the Frozen Lake.

“Jesus Christ, Natasha! Thor!” You call when you didn't see any sign of her. seconds later your wife's head and your friend's head emerge on your line of vision making you sigh in relief. Thank God their fine.

You pulled Natasha while Steve and the others pulled Thor. “We need to do something about your temper.”

“Thor started it. I just ended it.”

“Yeah. you ended it by making you both plunge in the cold water.”

“Now we don't have any free place to skate,” Nate said making everyone groan in realization.

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A/N: Should I start doing request or nah? Should I also make taglist? Feedback is very much appreciated. I am posting every Monday and Thursday

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stonedregulus · 2 years

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Unexpected Visitors (Part 1)

tw: some possible gender dysphoric language

Regulus stared out the window over the sink watching the snow fall as he downed his fourth cup of coffee. There were seven days until Christmas. There was so much to do. The kids were on break from school and constantly making messes in the house. He hadn’t finished decorating although he was sorely tempted to say fuck it because at this point it would only be up for a week before he was ripping it down again. He still didn’t have any presents purchased, there were no cookies baked for the cookie exchange his extremely sweet mother-in-law had invited him to attend the next day. The only reason the outdoor lights were hung was because his husband had been way too excited and left the Thanksgiving dinner table before pie to climb onto the roof.

It wasn’t that he didn’t like Christmas, it was just that it was so fucking exhausting.

“I’m bored,” Harry complained as he opened the refrigerator.

“We just had breakfast, Harry.”

“Yeah? I’m still hungry.”

Regulus sighed, joining his son to look into the fridge that was very nearly bare.

“We have no foooooood,” Harry said dramatically, slamming the door closed.

“Well, you could help me make a list of everything we need to buy and then go shopping with me.”

“What? Why?”

“You just said you were bored,” Regulus raised an eyebrow at Harry skeptically.

“Not that bored, Papa.”

“Too bad, you’ve been drafted to help me. Grab the cookbook please.”

“This is homophobic,” Harry grumbled under his breath, pulling the massive, overflowing three-ring binder out of the cabinet above the microwave.

“Yes, I am,” Regulus said sarcastically, grabbing a stack of post-it notes and a pen out of the junk drawer that he desperately needed to organize. “Okay so we have four dinners to attend and we have to bring a side dish for each of them. You pick what you want us to bring while I make our normal grocery list. Then we’ll add the ingredients you need to my list, sound good?”

“You’re letting me pick?” Harry asked, looking at Regulus with wide silver eyes.

“Of course! You’re going to help me cook it, you can choose what we make.”

“What if… What if I don’t pick good things?”

“Harry, you are seventeen and about to graduate from high school. I think you can pick the side dishes you think are the best,” Regulus chuckled, jotting down eggs and milk onto his list.

“Good morning, what are you two up to?” James asked, padding barefoot into the kitchen. He pressed a slow, deep kiss to Regulus’ lips before grabbing a coffee mug off the rack and setting it under the Nespresso machine.

“Our son is picking out what side dishes to bring over the week.”

“There are too many choices. This book is overwhelming.”

“Just think about what your four favorite side dishes are to eat and then find the recipes for them,” James said, smiling across the island at him reassuringly.

“Oh. That’s a good idea. Thanks, dad.”

“Where are our other children?” James asked, running his hand through Regulus’ curls. He leaned into James’ palm humming slightly.

“They’re all asleep still, Harry is the only one who wanted breakfast apparently.”

“I’m still hungry,” the teenager grumbled, pulling a recipe out of the organized binder carefully. The doorbell chimed and Regulus looked at James in confusion.

“Who is at our door at seven-thirty in the morning?”

“Maybe it’s Mrs. Figg. I had to go over and help her with a blown fuse yesterday,” James said quietly, attempting to slide around Regulus.

“I got it, you enjoy your coffee,” Regulus smiled, poking James in the cheek before heading out of the kitchen into the hallway. He was still in his pajamas and he wasn’t wearing his binder but the shirt was loose enough he wasn’t too worried about Mrs. Figg, she’d seen him in swim trunks and trans tape so it wasn’t like she didn’t know. He unlocked the door quickly, pulling it open as he smiled before jumping back in shock wrapping his arms around himself self consciously.

“Maman? What… What are you doing here?”

“Well that’s not how you should greet your mother, is it Regulus?” Walburga asked, pushing her sunglasses up onto the top of her head as she stepped into the house followed by Orion who pressed his lips into a line as he pulled two large suitcases into the entryway.

“I don’t… I don’t understand,” Regulus said, jogging in his bare feet to keep up with his mother as she walked into the kitchen. James’ eyes grew to the size of dinner plates when he saw her before spluttering his coffee back into his mug.

“Mémé!” Harry yelled loudly, dropping the recipes he was holding to run over to her.

“Oh, my beautiful, Harry! Look at you!” She squeezed him tightly.

“I didn’t know you were coming! Hold on, I'll go get the others!” He took off running up the stairs.

“I… Uh, hello Walburga. Orion. I didn’t know we were expecting you,” James said, a mixture of confusion and anger playing across his face.

“Well, it is Christmas,” Walburga said, waving her hand around as if that explained her presence.

“We weren’t going to see you this Christmas, Maman. Remember? We saw you last Christmas.”

“Yes well I just think this every other Christmas thing has gotten a bit silly so since you couldn’t be bothered to fly-“

“Couldn’t be bothered? Maman! We’ve had this arrangement since James and I got married!”

“-up to Canada this year, I decided we would come to you,” she finished her sentence loudly as if he hadn’t spoken at all.

“We… We have plans all week Maman.”

“You have a guest bedroom! We will stay here, we can attend your events with you.”

“N-no,” Regulus shook his head as James moved behind him, placing a hand on either shoulder. “They’re all friend parties and things for the kids, I can’t just bring my parents along with no warning.”

“Of course you can! It’s Christmas! The more the merrier, as they say!”

“Maman-”

“Regulus, what is going on with your house?” Walburga asked, turning away from him as she scanned the first floor.

“What do you mean?” He asked, although he had a sinking suspicion what she was about to say to him.

“It’s dreadful in here! Where is your Christmas spirit?”

“We have a tree!” Regulus said indignantly.

“That tiny boring thing over there?” She asked, pointing at the tree like it had offended her just by being in her presence.

“Maybe I should take the bags to the guest room,” Orion excused himself. He was good at that - fleeing before Walburga and one of her children began shouting at each other.

“James, why don’t you go help Harry get the others up,” Regulus muttered under his breath.

“I can stay-”

“I need to speak to my mother alone.” James squeezed his shoulders tightly and kissed the crown of his head before disappearing up the stairs after Orion.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“Language, Regulus!”

“You just show up! With no warning? Who does that?”

“Your home should always be open to family, Regulus. You were raised to be more hospitable than this.”

Regulus rolled his eyes, tightening his grip on his arms, “Fine. Whatever.”

“Why haven’t you decorated for Christmas?”

“I have. We don’t need to go crazy the kids-”

“You’re just dicking around.”

Regulus’ mouth dropped open, staring at her in disbelief, “I- What?”

“You’re dicking around,” Walburga said again, gesturing at the house.

“I am not dicking around! I’ve been really busy with work.”

“Dicking around.”

“I’m not dicking around, Maman! The kids are old enough that we don’t need to-”

“Regulus! You are a parent! No matter how old your children get, you are still a parent and one of your jobs is to make Christmas magical!”

“I just wanted to enjoy Christmas this year and not worry about all the,” he flapped his arms around wildly, “stuff!”

“Parents don’t enjoy, they give joy, Regulus! That’s what being a parent is all about!”

“Could’ve fooled me,” Regulus muttered under his breath.

“Really, son, it is almost eight! Why are you still in your pajamas? We have a lot to do!”

“What?”

“Go get dressed!” She snapped at him, pushing him toward the stairs as his children crashed down it with a chorus of “Mémé!” He watched as the four of them enveloped her in a group hug, all black curls and tan skin before he stomped up the stairs.

Merry fucking Christmas.

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writingtheafterglow · 2 years

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Under The Mistletoe

(Part Two -> Not Hot )

Warnings: angst, drinking (all are 18, they're in England obviously so they can all drink, lmfao), swearing, suggestive, some sensitive topics (like insecurities), and Tom being an asshole 90% of the time.

Summary: Y/N and her friends attend a party but, it's there that she finds out the ugly truth about her friendship.

a/n: This chapter is kind of sad? It's the second chapter and there's already angst, I know but, hey...It'll get better...maybe. Anywho, enjoy bitchessss!!!!!

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"You're wearing it." Leigh Anne tells me. She was currently holding up a pink bra top and a black leather mini skirt. Perrie was eyeing a pair of black boots (with high ass heels on them), I'm assuming to go with Leigh's horrid outfit. We were at the shopping mall picking out party outfits. Oh, did I not mention who's party? Fucking Tom's. He asked us to come yesterday and, of course, the girls said yes...

"Hey ladies...oh and Y/N" He greets. Okay...what the fuck?!

"So I'm having an early Christmas party at my place, do you guys want to come?" By "Christmas Party" he must mean a regular party, with a few shirtless Santa's.

"No"

"Yes" Me and the girls say at the same time. Pez and Leigh turn and glare at me before turning back to Tom.

"Yes, we will be there." Leigh tells him.

"Great. See you there, cuties...oh and you two Y/N." I sarcastically laugh before giving him the middle finger.

And now here we are. They're trying to make me look like a fucking malibu barbie. I'd rather not.

"No, Leigh. One, it's gonna be cold as fuck, and Two, I don't have the body for that." I say before turning back to the shirt rack.

"Are you kidding me right now?! Y/N/N you're hot as hell!!! You need to show off that body you have more often because, girl, it's even got me hypnotized." Leigh encourages with a smirk. I giggle and turn to her.

"You're just saying that." Looking down at my feet, I start feeling out of place. Perrie and Leigh are gorgeous, could be models, and I'm just...me. Why can't I look like them?

"No y/n she's not. Holy shit you do have the body for it, maybe even more. Even Holland wanted to tap that yesterday." Perrie adds. I almost throw up at that last sentence. Tom? Yeah hell no.

"Okay, Pez, I beg you to never talk about Tom Holland and Sex in the same sentence ever again." Lord, I was cringing at the thought. I go back to flipping through shirts.

"Oh come on, you know we're right." Leigh teases. I glare at them before my eyes meet a silk red tank top. It was flowy and didn't look too revealing but, it still showed off some skin. I can feel my best friend's gazes land on it as well.

"Leigh Anne, go put those back...I think she found something good." Perrie directs in excitement. She wasn't wrong actually, I think I've found something to wear to that little fuckers party.

And you know what...I'm going to look hot as fuck....

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My leather jacket was zipped as we pulled up to the Holland's house. Snow covered the front of the house and it looks like Mrs. Holland really decorated the front of the house a lot this year. To be fair, I haven't actually been here in forever. Perrie caught a stomach bug yesterday, don't know how, and she couldn't come with us today. So now it was just me and Leigh. I wasn't complaining though, at least I had her.

We linked arms and then walked through the door. As soon as we stepped inside, the smell of alcohol and musty teens hit our faces. I scanned the room to see where Tom was at, to avoid him of course. Also looking for Liam. All of the sudden a familiar blonde-haired boy steps in front of us. I was correct, he was wearing nothing but red trousers and a Santa hat.

"Leigh Anne, hey. Where's Perrie?" Harrison asks. Are you kidding me? He seriously only greeted Leigh? I've known him for years, for fucks sake.

"Hey Haz, she caught a stomach bug and had to stay home but, don't worry, y/n's here" Leigh responded, shaking my shoulders. Harrison turns to me then looks me up and down.

"Oh sorry y/n, didn't see you there but, hey, you look good." He tells me with a sorry smile. I roll my eyes before making my way over to the kitchen to get a drink. I push past a group of girls grinding on each other and a couple about to fuck each other on the table before I get to the kitchen. Grabbing a red cup, I begin to fill it up to the brim with vodka. Was I about to get hella drunk? Yes. Did I care? No.

All I wanted to do was forget about Harrison, forget about Tom, even forget about Perrie and Leigh Anne for a moment. I just needed a break, and what better way to get that than drinking my problems away? Before the cup could touch my lips, a hand appears and takes it away from me.

"No, no, no, y/n/n. You should not be drinking this much. You're gonna end up fucking a random stranger by the end of the night." Tom says before pouring it all out. What a fucking waste of vodka, good vodka too.

"Um excuse me? Who the hell do you think you are? You can't tell me how much I can or can't drink. And why do you care if I hook up with a stranger, huh?" I'm almost screaming. Seriously though, who does he think he is?

"Sorry, I'm just looking out for you. I do care you know...we were best friends remember?" The AUDACITY of this boy.

"Okay first of all, just cause you "care" doesn't mean you get to dictate my fucking actions, Thomas. Second, you're right, we were friends. Not anymore, so get the fuck away from me." I reply all in one breath.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry. But before I go can I ask you something?"

"What?!" I say throwing my hands up in frustration.

"Can I get Leigh Anne's number?" He smirks. Alright, that's it! I push him up against the sink and get closer to him.

"What. The. Actual. Fuck?! NO, YOU CAN'T! WANNA KNOW WHY?! BECAUSE YOU'RE AN IDIOT FUCKBOY WHO THINKS EVERY GIRL WANT'S HIM. WELL, NEWS FLASH, NOT ALL OF THEM DO!!!" I yell at him, all while slapping his chest. He looks taken back by my actions and to be honest I am too. I have zero clue where all of that came from but, oh well.

"Chill, y/n/n...I was just joking." Tom raises his hands up in defense.

"I could care less. You know if you want it, then go ask her, I'm done being your fucking carrier pigeon. God damn. You know for once I would like a guy to ask about me." I say, tears filling my eyes.

"You do realize why guys don't, right?" Tom says, taking a sip from his cup.

"Why? And don't you dare say anything dick-ish." I ask, pointing at him warningly.

"Well it's because you're kind of like the...how do I put this...approachable one..." He covers his chest, bracing himself for me to hit him again.

"What does that mean?" I asked, anger boiling up again.

"Okay so...don't take this the wrong way but...you're kind of the...not so pretty best friend...the one not a lot of guys want...the one guys can talk to...about you're two hot best friends." He says. It was like I just got punched in the face. I felt a tear roll down my face and without even thinking I slap his drink out of his hands and run out of the kitchen.

I hear him calling my name but, I don't turn around. It all makes sense now. Why guys never ask me out, never talk to me about me, never ask Pez or Leigh about me. It's all because I'm...ugly? I knew it. From the start.

My two best friends were hot...and I...was not...

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strawberrymilkgeorge · 3 years

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sweaters, breakfast, and a cold north carolina apartment

pairing: irl karl jacobs x gn reader warnings: rpf pronouns: not used word count: 1.4k (ish) summary: sleeping over at karl’s apartment was fun! except he keeps his air way too cold... at least you have his sweaters and his cooking and him to warm you up

note: this is a fic for @dreamcatcherrs 5k event!! congrats again stella!!!! the prompt I had was “I can't get over how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now you're having breakfast with me in my sweater.”

One of the most exciting things about the beginning of relationships was firsts. First date, first kiss, first time confessing your love for your partner… the list goes on. You were visiting your boyfriend in North Carolina and it was all exciting, but you quickly learned not every part of “firsts” was enjoyable. The first time sleeping at Karl’s apartment? Well, the weather could make it almost miserable.

Shivering lightly, you pulled your blanket closer to you, but it didn’t help much. North Carolina winters were more brutal than you expected and it seemed your boyfriend disagreed; Karl kept the air at a disgustingly low temperature considering it was snowing outside.

You looked over at his sleeping figure before glancing at the clock by his head. It was nearly five in the morning and there was no way you’d be able to fall back asleep while it was this cold. The frosty air seemed to seep into your skin and you could almost picture the ice building up over your vital organs. You were going to literally freeze from the outside in if you didn’t do anything about it.

After a quick glance around the room, you spotted a chunky sweater that had been thrown over the back of a chair when Karl was getting ready for bed and you remembered him bragging about how effective it was against the outside air when you two took a walk yesterday. You slipped out of the covers and quickly grabbed it without a second thought, throwing it on over your pajamas. It was a little chilly from being out in the cold air, but it trapped in your body heat and you could feel your arms thaw out a little. You quickly got back into bed before the air could get between the sheets and make the mattress even colder.

It was still freezing, but Karl’s large sweater was significantly warmer than just the long sleeve shirt you had underneath. It gave you butterflies to know you were wearing something of his. That was another first, wearing each other’s clothes.

You looked to Karl as you laid back down, who seemed to be just fine, spread out and looking very content despite it being the temperature of Antarctica. You decided to complain to him about it when he woke up, but he looked too peaceful to disturb now. Still wanting to make it his problem in some way, you rolled over and cuddled into him for warmth, and his sleeping arms subconsciously wrapped around you when you got closer.

Despite being wrapped in his arms and sweater, you weren’t able to get a lot more sleep, and a few hours later you woke up again. After deciding to stay up, you went to the living room to watch shows so you didn’t wake up your boyfriend. You turned on some cartoons and grabbed every blanket in the living room you could find, piling them on top of you. Halfway through one of your favorite episodes, Karl walked out, rubbing his eyes gently before smiling at you and bounding over, lightly tackling you as you lied on the couch.

“Hello, there,” you laughed as he crushed you and placed a kiss on your lips. “Good morning.”

“Morning,” he responded. “What are you doing out here? Under a mountain of blankets?”

“Your room is freezing,” you explained. “I couldn’t sleep and I didn’t want to wake you up.”

He frowned and you leaned up to kiss his pout. “I’m sorry you were so cold,” he apologized as he stood up. “You should have woken me up.”

You shook your head. “You looked too cute, I couldn’t disturb you.”

He laughed through his nose and shook his head. “I’ll go turn the heat up and then how about we get some breakfast?”

“Yes to both of those,” you replied, peeling back the pile of blankets on top of you and pulling yourself off the couch. Karl stared at what you were wearing but didn’t say anything about the specific clothing, which made you a little self-conscious. Was he okay with the fact you stole one of his sweaters without asking?

You grabbed one of the blankets and wrapped it around you before grabbing his outstretched hand. You followed him into the kitchen after he changed the temperature in the apartment and looked in the pantry while he looked in the fridge.

“What are you in the mood for?” he asked.

Humming, you scanned the shelves looking for something to catch your eye. “Cheerios.”

“You don’t want any warm food like pancakes or something?”

You looked over at him quickly and your eyes followed him as he walked over to you. “You’d make me pancakes?”

He giggled and wrapped his arms behind you, giving you a kiss on the cheek before resting his chin on your shoulder. “Of course I would. Figure they could help warm you up,” he teased before adding a little quieter, “Aaaand it’s the first time you’ve slept over so I wanna show off my amazing chef skills. Nothing says ‘we should do this again’ like me making you food.”

“Karl Jacobs, you spoil me,” you joked as you turned around in his embrace to look at him.

“You’re worth spoiling,” he declared cheesily as he pressed a few short kisses to your face. “So, yes? Pancakes?”

“Yes, please. Can I help you in some way?” you asked, watching him as he started grabbing ingredients.

“Nope, just sit back and watch the master at work,” he boasted, pushing up his sleeves. You laughed at his seriousness and took a seat at the counter, observing the way he made the food like it was muscle memory. The room was much warmer now, but his sweater was way too comfortable to take off, so you resorted to removing the blanket around you. You grabbed the ends of your sleeves in your fists and rested your chin in your hands as your elbows pressed against the countertop.

As Karl finished making the last of the meal, he glanced at you and his eyes flickered to the sweater, now visible without the blanket. Gray eyes stared into yours and a small smile tugged at his lips. “What?” you asked impatiently in the silence, a nervous laugh behind your words as you continued to look at the boy. Was he about to say it was weird for you to put on his clothes without asking?

Karl opened his mouth but no words came out, a large smile taking place on his lips instead. He shook his head lightly, trying his hardest to contain the smile as he turned off the stove and handed you a plate of pancakes.

“Karl, what?” you laughed. “What is so funny?”

“Nothing’s funny,” he corrected before giggling, cheeks reddening. He placed a bottle of syrup on the counter between you as he set his own plate of pancakes down in front of him. “It’s just that... I can’t get over how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now you’re having breakfast with me... in my sweater.”

You looked down at the fabric keeping you warm and felt your face heat up at the sight of it. “Oh.” You looked back up and rolled your eyes lightly but were relieved that he finally addressed it so you knew he was okay with it. “You’re a dork.”

“It’s cute!” he defended, pride in his expression. “You know that’s one of my favorites?”

“I see why; it’s incredibly warm and soft,” you mumbled.

He giggled and just kept smiling at you. “Well I was going to offer cuddling as a solution if you’re still cold when we’re done eating, but if my clothes are warm enough then-”

“No, no,” you contradicted. “We can still cuddle.”

He smiled and a small giggle escaped. “So needy of you.”

“Shut up.”

Despite what you thought as you were kept awake through the night by the cold air, the first time sleeping over at Karl’s wasn’t miserable after all. The pancakes definitely helped, but you decided sleepovers with your boyfriend needed to happen more often.

But it really wouldn’t kill him to turn the heater on for once.

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Banished

Request: Yes / No roan x reader (smut preferably) where you get banished from skaikru about a month in after landing on earth and you meet roan. since he’s wounded and you’re a healer you patch him up and end up travelling together and become rlly close?? idk i read your trick or treat fic and it was my favourite roan fic i’ve read (and i’ve read them all...no shame)😭 @szhead31

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Word count: 1735

Warnings: SMUT!

Y/N: Your Name

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“What do you mean I’m kicked out?” I asked Clarke and Bellamy.

“Y/N, you’ve been a danger to the camp.” Bellamy said with his arms crossed.

“A danger? I’m a damn healer!” I shouted.

“And half of the people in our infirmary are because of you!” He shouted back at me.

“Enough!” Clarke shouted, stopping anything before it started.

“Y/N, Bellamy’s right. You’ve been fighting everyone in camp and with the Grounders wanting to kill us, we need to think of the bigger picture.” She said and I scoffed.

“Ya know what? I don’t even care anymore. Screw all of you and I hope the Grounders kick your ass!” I shouted and stormed out of the dropship. I went to my tent and grabbed my shit then left without another word. Those assholes can kiss my damn ass.

*One Month Later*

I was out hunting in the snow. I don’t entirely remember how I got here, but I was alive so that’s all that matters. I had the perfect angle on the deer I was hunting when all of a sudden a scream scared it away.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” I groaned. I decided that I should run and see who was screaming. Maybe someone from camp got lost and I could fix them up, it was the damn doctor in me… If I heal them maybe they’ll see I’m not as bad as everyone says I am! I pushed myself to run faster and found a man leaning against a tree with a serious wound in his stomach. I’m honestly surprised his guts weren’t falling out. I kneeled down by his side and quickly pulled out my supplies.

“Who are you?” He asked with a groan.

“I’m here to help, who are you? What happened?” I asked as I started to work on his stomach.

“I am Roan, Prince of Azgeda.” He answered then hissed in pain.

“Don’t move, I need to disinfect it before I stitch you up. Here, bite on this.” I said and pushed a cloth into his mouth. He bit down on it and continued my work. It took about a half hour to patch him up enough to get him somewhere safe.

“Where did you learn to do that?” He asked as we were walking through the forest.

“My Father was a doctor, he taught me everything I know.” I answered with a small smile.

“Your Father taught you well.” He said, returning my smile.

“Up ahead, there’s a small cabin I found, I’ve been staying there.” I said and pointed at the building ahead. He nodded and the two of us quickly but carefully made our way into the cabin. I laid him on the bed and checked his wound again.

“If you’re a Prince, what are you doing out here alone? Shouldn’t you have guards with you?” I asked.

“I was banished so my people could join with the Commander.” He said sadly.

“Your parents banished you?” I asked shocked and he nodded sadly.

“Why are you out here on your own?” He asked and I bit my lip.

“Same reason you are. I was banished because my people thought I was more dangerous than the Grounders.” I answered and his eyes widened slightly.

“Why?” He asked.

“I was a healer to my people, there weren’t many, but the two people that basically put themselves in charge kicked me out because I kept fighting people. Those people talked a lot of shit about me and I was just making sure they knew not to mess with me, turns out that putting your own people in the infirmary while at ‘war’ isn’t a great idea.” I half laughed.

“How long have you been out here?” He asked.

“About a month, maybe a little more.” I shrugged.

“You’re strong.” He smiled and his eyes slowly started to close.

“Get some rest, I’ll check on you in the morning.” I said and walked off to make myself food.

*Another Month Later*

Roan had healed well. He was strong and wanted to get better. He was actually a very good patient and did everything I asked of him. The two of us got to know each other while he was healing and he was amazing. At first he was pretty reserved and hesitant to let me into his life, but eventually he opened up to me. He was sweet with a very strong sense of loyalty. When he was finally better I thought he would just leave, which broke my heart at the thought, but he stayed. He explained to me how he was a bounty hunter and asked me to join him on his adventures. I had agreed, but we always ended up coming back to the cabin we now claimed as ours. The two of us knew we had developed feelings for one another, but we never fully confessed. Sure we acted like a couple, but it was never solidified. That was until we got snowed in our cabin with no way of leaving.

“I suppose it’s good that we got extra food yesterday when we were out.” I said and Roan smiled.

“I suppose you’re right.” He said and joined me in the bed. Roan pulled me towards him and I rested my head on his chest. We sat in silence, revelling in the warmth that our bodies gave to each other. After a few minutes Roan pulled my face up to look at him and he did something unexpected. He held my chin with two of his fingers and gently kissed me. I was breathless when he broke away, his eyes shining as he admired me.

“What was that for?” I whispered.

“I just finally got the courage to confess how I feel.” He said and I smiled with a slight blush dusting my cheeks.

“I feel the same way.” I said and kissed him again. The kiss started off as sweet and loving, but it quickly turned hotter. The two of us were feeling each other’s bodies and enjoying the feelings. When Roan dipped into my pants I pulled away.

“Wait, I’ve… I’ve never done this before.” I said, blushing deeply and looked away. Roan grabbed my face and made me look at him.

“Let me teach you. We’ll be nice and warm after.” He said with a small smirk. There was something about Roan that made me trust him with all of my heart.

“Okay…” I whispered. Roan pulled my shirt off and then my pants were quick to follow. My arms immediately went to cover my chest.

“What about you?” I asked. He smirked and rid himself of his clothing, naked. Roan gently pried my arms from my chest and smiled.

“Beautiful.” He hummed and kissed me, making my cheeks turn pink.

“No need to be shy, Y/N.” He promised. He gently pushed me to lay on the bed and his lips went to my chest.

“Roan…” I breathed, lacing my fingers into his brown hair. He pulled my underwear from me and looked up at me for consent. I gave him a small nod and he moved to my entrance. The sensation was overwhelming as his cock entered my pussy for the very first time. Delightful flashes of tingles coursed through my body. It felt amazing, until he broke through the one thing that indicated I was indeed a virgin. I grunted at the sharp burst of pain in my pussy. He held still, deep within me.

“Are you alright? Did I hurt you?” He whispered in my ear. My breathing was fast and shallow as I felt my walls absorbing his shaft. The sharp pain dulled to an ache, but was slowly overcome by a heavenly feeling of fullness. The tingles from him pressing against my clit increasing as his body moved subtly with each of his deep breaths.

“It’s okay… I’m fine.” I finally whispered. Roan’s hips pulled back slowly, his gaze still concentrated on my face, probably looking for any signs of pain. He stopped with the head of his cock placed just in the entrance on my pussy. He teased me for only a moment, making me moan and grip the sheets.

“Please don’t tease.” I begged.

“Sorry love.” He said and pushed back inside me. One of his hands found my clit and I arched my back as he played with it. My muscles eased, allowing the pain to dissipate. Roan’s thrusts began to build pressure in my stomach and stars in my eyes. The soft pleasure washed over me with ease. My breaths were coming out in shallow stutters as I tried to hold back my orgasm. I was throbbing around Roan and he could feel every second of my building pleasure.

“Roan, fuck!” I choked out as I withered on the bed.

“Harder, harder please!” I begged, squeezing my eyes shut. Roan leaned down, capturing my lips in a messy but loving kiss as he did what I wanted. The ache in my every muscle released all at once. A shudder ran through my body as my orgasm took over me.

“You look so beautiful when you cum like that.” Roan praised, and it only made it better. Roan pulled my legs over his shoulders and hit a deeper spot inside me.

“Oh my God!” I shrieked. My back arched off the bed as Roan slid into me with the deep, angled thrusts. My moans were loud, escaping my lips with every other thrust he made. His hips rolled against mine with his hand still trying to pull another orgasm from me. I gripped the sheets tighter as I jolted upward from his powerful force.

“Oh fuck! Roan!” I screamed, pleasure bursting through my veins. I was cumming for a second time tonight.

“Oh Y/N!” He moaned as he came inside me. I whined when he pulled out of me. He gave a small chuckle and pulled me into him under the blanket.

“Warmer?” He asked and I nodded.

“That was amazing.” I sighed happily.

“We can do that as often as you want.” He smiled and I captured his lips in a kiss.

“I think I want to do that all the time.” I said and he laughed.

“Whatever you want, my Princess.” He said and I smiled. This was what earth was all about. This was my new start.

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estherdedlock · 3 years

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Can’t stop thinking about this: I’m sure that Henry knew Richard was freezing to death in Leo’s warehouse. He knew. And he waited. He waited until his rescue could have the most impact.

This came to me yesterday morning about two hours after I read the last page. The sorcery of The Secret History is in how it pulls you into the mad, insular world of these characters so that you can’t see what’s happening until much later, and then it’s so blindingly obvious you hate yourself for being so deluded. But it was there all along.

Henry was back in Hampden, and on campus, for weeks before he shows up at the warehouse. Dr. Roland spots him more than once. Richard himself sees Henry from the window in Dr. Roland’s office. He sees Henry standing there looking up at him. Richard is sitting in a lamplit window at dusk, so Henry could see him too. He knew exactly where Richard was. He could have just walked up to Dr. Roland’s office that night. But later, when Richard is in the hospital, Henry says,

“...I didn’t know where you lived. The only address I had for you was in care of the college. This afternoon I asked around at the offices.”

I don’t believe Henry had no idea where Richard was living until that afternoon. I think Henry knew exactly where Richard was and what state he was in, but he came back from Rome knowing that he would need Richard on his side, and so he bided his time.

At the end of the novel, Richard realizes that Henry has been playing him:

“It was obvious, now, that his decision to tell me was a calculated move. He had appealed to my vanity, allowing me to think I’d figured it out by myself...and I saw this now...he led me right to it, coaxing and flattering all the way...Because they couldn’t have done it without me. Bunny had come to me, and I had delivered him right into Henry’s hands.”

But before the coaxing and the flattery, Henry softened Richard up by literally saving his life...but not saving it too soon.

And the thing is? Donna Tartt softened me up too. She softened me up with exactly the kind of hurt/comfort scenario that I shamelessly indulge in when I read (and write) fanfic, in a scene that’s so fanficky I would think she had lifted it off AO3 if the book hadn’t been written years before AO3 existed. It’s so good, i just have to repeat it here:

We stood staring at each other across the room for a moment or two. ‘Henry?’ I said at last, my voice scarcely more than a whisper. He let the cigarette fall from his fingers and took a step towards me. It really was him---damp, ruddy cheeks, snow on the shoulders of his overcoat. ‘Good God, Richard,’ he said, ‘what’s happened to you?’ It was as much surprise as I ever saw him show. I stood where I was, staring, unbalanced. Things had got too bright. I reached for the door frame, and the next thing I knew I was falling, and Henry had jumped forward to catch me. He eased me onto the floor and took off his coat and spread it over me like a blanket. I squinted up at him and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. ‘Where did you come from?’ I said. ‘I left Italy early.’ He was brushing the hair back from my forehead, trying to get a look at my cut. I saw blood on his fingertips.”

Then, of course, it gets even better, with Henry literally not leaving Richard’s side in the hospital. He lends Richard his own “heavenly soft” monogrammed pajamas, brings him books to read, fiercely reprimands the nurse when she’s so late with Richard’s medicine that he can’t breathe. Oh..bestill my sappy heart! It’s all too much!

I will admit that up until this scene I was not sold on this book. But this did it because I am a sucker for good hurt/comfort and this is very good hurt/comfort. This was the point of no return for me...which makes it all the more shocking to consider that the whole rescue was probably as calculated as Henry’s flattery. Rescuing someone who’s in a tight spot is good. Rescuing them when they’re near death? So much better. That’s the kind of thing a person never forgets.

Damn you, Donna Tartt.

#the secret history #dark academia #henry winter #richard papen #donna tartt

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taylorswiftbutsimp · 2 years

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Notes: I know no one asked but I have to do this so the prompt list can be finished ^^

Summary: yuta you're long-time boyfriend decided to propose to you, yuta needed help so he asked gojo his old teacher for help, he asked him to keep it a secret but was it a secret?

Includes: aged up characters 20+, Christmas proposal, date night, mentions of love story and fluff, ungrammatically errors, cursing, Au, contain spoilers

Christmas masterlist

Marriage was a big thing for you and yuta both of you are busy at work doing sorcerer stuff but you both make sure you have enough time to spend every day off you have

Being given a different task was normal for you both after years of being together, being both of you special grade sorcerers traveling the country from countries

Was now normal for you both although before it was hard especially time management but you made it work

Traveling was now a little boring without yuta if you two are lucky and get assigned to the same mission he would not let you move

It's like a small little vacation with a little work but sometimes you hate it without him

Especially not being assigned together, for example, they send yuta to California while you're in Italy

But this December during your last mission and almost day off you got a message from your lover

You checked your phone after killing the curse you saw Yuta's message and clicked it

Yuta: hello love <3 may I ask what date and time will you come home? You better have a day off it's almost Christmas

Y/n: oh yeah I forgot to tell you I'll be home in two days, did you eat already love?^^

Yuta sign in relief he still has time to prepare your date/proposal

He rushes to get his phone after taking a shower to chat with his grandpa relative gojo his old sensei

“Ohhhhh so you want to propose to My name-chan~~”

“Yes, and she’s not yours”

“oh shhh overprotective huh, cmon I was just joking you know she's like a daughter to me”

Gojo fakes sobs deep inside he does feel hurt it was like yesterday when you two used to bond together and now you're getting married he feels old

“So sensei what's the best proposal for her? Just don't suggest a public proposal she might tense up she-”

“She doesn't like it, I know yuta-Kun~ yeah I pay attention”

“That's nice to hear”

“Mmmmm, how about you take her out on the first date? You had?”

“Oh we went on a picnic that day I remember I booked it for the both of us”

“PICNIC IT IS!!”

“No, it's snowing sensei that's a bad one”

“Oh just take her out on a date, booked it private”

“Sounds great to me, do you perhaps know what's the best place to eat?”

Going home was the best feeling especially when yuta is waiting for you

He usually takes you out on a date or you two cuddle all night while watching movies

But today you feel happy he was going to propose to you and how did you know, of course, great upside-down kakashi had to tell you

He can't keep his mouth shut what would okkotsu say about this if he found out he told you the surprise

Nevertheless, you can feel the excitement all over your body

He invited you

You believed the restaurant where he invited you was one of gojo’s suggestions The food was honestly delicious

Here you are in front of him, he was kneeling with one knee and the other to support his elbow in his hand with a small box that has an expensive ring

You could feel tears streaming down your face with every words he says

“Y/n L/n, I've loved you three summers now, honey, but I want 'em all I want to be with you the rest of our lives, I experienced young love at a young age sadly fate has its way we separated for a reason, and now it bought me to you, as are relationships get longer I realize you're the one for me, I want you in my future I can't imagine things with someone, not you, so today I want our relationship to be something more, yn, my love will marry me?”

“YES YES! I will marry you, even if I saw this one coming im surprise-”

“Wait how did you know? I only told one person?”

This one is really bad, college shits are annoying

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