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can u do a fic where reader goes on a road trip with the triplets and thier parents but there’s no room for reader in the car so she has to sit on matts lap and he gets turned on so they sneakily have sex

Road Trips … Am I right?

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ: ᴍᴀᴛᴛ ꜱᴛᴜʀɴɪᴏʟᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ʀᴏᴀᴅ ᴛʀɪᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴜʀɴɪᴏʟᴏ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʙᴜᴛ ᴍᴀᴛᴛ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ɪᴛ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴘᴀɴᴛꜱ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ꜱᴍᴜᴛ, ᴄᴜꜱꜱɪɴɢ, ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ (ᴋɪɴᴅᴀ)

꧁༺ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ༻꧂

Y/n POV

I heard a honk outside of my house as I walked out and saw the Sturniolo’s car. I waved and walked to behind the car opening the trunk and putting my luggage with everyone else’s.

I closed the door and opened the back seat to be greeting with the triplets in the back seat…

“Oh sorry I forgot to tell you our parents decided to come as well and we took one car. You have to sit on Matt’s lap if that’s okay?”

Nick my best friend told me smiling sheepishly as I furrowed my brows about to speak.

“It’s fine”

Matt said giving me a look of annoyance as I huffed and glared at Matt before smiling at Nick. I entered the car and sat down on Matt’s lap.

I gave a smile to Mr and Mrs Sturniolo, “So Nick tells us you want to get into vlogging and all that stuff they’re doing as well?”

Mr. Jimmy asked looking at me through the mirror as I nodded.

“Yeah, I have loved filming since I was younger and now that I’m an adult I want to explore different kinds of things. Of course, I still have my regular job.”

Mr.Jimmy nodded as Mrs.Marylou piped in.

“Should we get some snacks before we leave the area?”

Chris immediately nodded his head, “Yes we should”.

I smiled at Chris’s enthusiasm as Nick rolled his eyes at his younger brother. Matt on the other hand was dead silent. I mean it’s normal for him, but this was different. He was like a ghost.

“Matt you okay?”

Chris asked him as he sat in the middle seat.

“Yea. Just tired.”

He replied his hands moving onto my lap fidgeting with his rings as we hit a bump.

I kind of slammed down on his lap as he gasped a bit. I slid down a bit so I moved more onto his lap feeling something hard.

“Matt is your phone on your lap?”

I whispered looking back at him as his face got a shade of pink.

“That’s not my phone idiot”

He whispered back into my ear as the look of confusion on my face dropped into an embarrassed one.

“Oh”

Was all I said before turning back around and going onto my phone to play subway surfers to try and ignore Matt.

Matt sighed deeply into my shoulder as he grabbed my hips pulling them in closer to his own. I widened my eyes opening my messages and texting Matt.

Matt put his phone down as his hand slid onto my thigh squeezing it softly as he yawned.

“Yo Chris hand me the blanket I wanna get some sleep and Y/n’s practically freezing”

Matt lied yawning after the sentence again as Chris gave him a blanket. He put it on the both of us because it was the only way for him to also be covered.

As soon as it covered my body his hand rode down into my skirt and down to my panties. He pressed two fingers on my clit through the fabric as I pressed my thighs together.

His hand moved upwards and into my panties as his middle finger and ring finger slid in between my folds touching my now aching clit. He rubbed circles softly as he rested his head on my shoulder his body grinding into my softly.

Since we were in a moving car it wasn’t obvious what was going on. Thank god.

He picked up the speed of the rubbing as I leaned more into him trying everything to not make a sound.

“Fuck”

He whispered in my ear as another bump in the road caused me to slam onto his lap. I closed my eyes and laid back on Matt like I was going to try and sleep. I felt Matt move his fingers out of my skirt and onto my hips as he rocked me back and forth agaisnt him.

The friction of our clothes building up as he stopped as his dad turned into an empty gas station.

He parked the car as he looked at the Triplet’s, “I would say let’s all go but Y/n is sleeping so everyone else but Matt come on.”

“Yknow what I want right?”

Matt asked Chris as he nodded, everyone left the car leaving us alone. I opened my eyes as Matt shook me.

“Turn around”

I moved around so I was facing him as he kissed me harshly. I kissed him back my hands going into his hair as his hands went under my skirt moving my shorts to the side. He undid the ties of his sweatpants pulling it down just enough for his dick to spring out.

“Oh god”

I said almost drooling at the sight of his dick, it was … Just big enough to stretch me out but not hurt me.

My right hand went down in between us as I jerked hi off a few times.

“Don’t tease me. Hurry up before they get back.”

I nodded and positioned myself ontop of him as he moved his dick back and forth collecting my wetness before he slammed me down.

“AH”

I screamed into his shoulder, I clenched as Matt didn’t wait for me to get used to his size. He began fucking me from under the only sounds in the car being me moaning and whining and the sounds of my wetness.

“Mmm.. Oh fuck yeah. Just like that baby. Take me like that. Your sweet sweet pussy is so good for me. I wanna fuck you until you can’t walk”

Matt groaned as I began moving up and down on his dick as well.

“You fill me up so well”

I said as he kissed me, his hands cupping my ass as he picked up the speed.

“I’m going to fucking cum.. Please let me cum inside that tight little pussy of yours”

Matt groaned his head falling back as I nodded frantically.

“Please please please”

I cried feeling my climax coming. My head fell down into your shoulder as I felt my body tremble. I clenched around him as he moaned loudly.

“Fuck.. I’m cumming.. I’m-“

I felt his hot liquid shot inside me as he slowed his pace down. He grabbed my jaw as he moved my face up to meet his.

He kissed me softly before pulling out.

“You felt so fucking good”

Matt muttered as he turned me around fixing his belt and my skirt. I rested my head on his shoulder as I tried to calm down my breath.

Nick would KILL me if he found out I just had sex with his twin in public.

“Your hearts beating so fast Y/n holy shit calm down”

Matt joked his hand on my chest as I rolled my eyes.

“Fuck you”

“I already did sweetheart”

Matt replied chuckling a bit.

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ahonice · 11 months

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lucky

part two

luke hughes x fem reader

word count: 5.2k

warnings: cursing, mentions of alcohol, quinn & jack being rude to reader, angst & fluff

note: somethings might not match up to what truly happened, in games/school year and incorrect depictions of characters, this is a work of fiction. hope you guys enjoy, leave feedback, have a great day, love y’all babes <3

+++

you met luke during freshman orientation at the university of michigan, instantly hitting it off with him. he was your first friend in college, you hung out daily, went out to eat once a week on what he would call “date nights”, so understandably you quickly began catching feelings for luke.

you truly lucked out, luke had told you two months after you first met that he liked you and shortly after you began dating. your relationship was great, luke was the perfect boyfriend and you liked to think that you were the perfect girlfriend. you hadn’t planned to meet his family so soon, but with homecoming and parents weekend coming up it was going to be hard to avoid. you were nervous, luke was also nervous because he would also be meeting your family.

friday came around and you sat outside with luke waiting for your families to arrive at the restaurant he had picked out for a joint family dinner, deciding it was easier to have everyone meet everyone all at once to hopefully avoid any awkwardness.

“luke, i know you said that your family will love me, but i’m still extremely nervous. if i need a moment at dinner, please just give me that.” you told him, he reached over and squeezed your hand in response. a car came pulling into the parking lot, luke’s head immediately perked up and a smile grew on his face.

“my parents and brothers are here.” he stood, pulling you with him. he noticed the shaky breath you let out. “baby don’t worry, they are going to love you. and in the worst case scenario that my parents aren’t the most fond of you, at least my brothers will like you, that is for sure.”

+++

ellen and jim loved you, they spoke to you all night. getting to know you, getting to know your family, and even went as far as to invite you over to their lake house this summer. you hadn’t had much time to talk to quinn and jack though, you had greeted them and introduced yourself but they never made an attempt at a conversation with you. although it did hurt a little, you decided to not make it a big deal, they’re probably tired and weren’t in the mood for the dinner party.

once ten o’clock rolled around our parents decided it was time for them to head back to their hotels, you hugged ellen and jim goodbye and waved to quinn and jack with a smile on your face, only to be ignored by your boyfriend’s big brothers. your smile fell, but you quickly picked it back up to say goodbye to your parents and siblings.

“see babe, i told you they would love you.” luke said, bringing you into a hug once both families were in their cars. “i can tell my mom really, really likes you. she never invites people over to the lake house unless she has known them for a while.” you blushed at his words.

“well my parents really liked you too, my dad gave me a thumbs up like three times tonight.” luke laughed at what you had deemed as approval from your father. “hey, a thumbs up from a grumpy middle aged man is a big deal, and you got three of them.”

+++

as time went on you and luke’s relationship only grew stronger. it was now winter break and you were making the three hour drive to luke’s family's house to have your gift exchange with luke, as well as the rest of his family because you had gotten gifts for all of them. you had made the boys a tie and a matching pocket square, and you made ellen a few hand towels embroidered with their last name and flowers, as well as a matching apron. luke had told you multiple times that it wasn’t necessary for you to make them gifts, but you insisted.

arriving at the hughes house you grabbed the gifts out of your backseat and made your way to the house. before you were able to ring the doorbell the front door swung open, quinn and jack looked at you and ignored your greetings. they just walked around you and towards what you assumed was one of their cars. ellen saw you before the door shut and quickly got up to greet me.

“hi sweetie, it is great to see you. come on in, i’ll yell for luke.” she said helping you with some of the gifts and setting them down by the tree. “this many gifts for luke? he is spoiled.” she joked, causing a blush to rise to your cheeks.

“oh well, i actually brought gifts for all of you.” ellen smiled and brought me into a hug.

“luke is very lucky to have you.”

+++

quinn and jack didn’t come back home that night, leaving luke to insist that they could just open their gifts on their own time because luke very badly wanted to see what you had gotten him.

jim loved his gifts, promising to wear the matching set at his next formal event. ellen loved her gifts as well, immediately replacing the hand towels in the kitchen with the ones you had made. she also thanked you profusely for the apron, shocked you had remembered her complaints about the one she had before.

“these are amazing y/n, you really have a gift.” jim told you before they left to give you and luke some privacy for your gift exchange.

“thank you mr.hughes.”

“call me jim dear.” he informed you, ellen quickly jumping in to say that she wasn’t mrs.hughes either.

+++

jim had kept his promise, and made luke send a photo of him wearing the tie and pocket square you had made him.

from: luke <3

*image*

my dad is wearing your gift tonight, he has already gotten compliments and questions on where he got them.

from: luke <3

he keeps joking that he is gonna need some of your business cards, maybe you should start selling these.

to: luke <3

i’m very happy he likes his gift, and maybe…

to: luke <3

did your brothers open their gifts? did they like them?

from: luke <3

they’re still sitting in the living room sorry babe, they probably just forgot about them. i’ll remind them later tonight.

+++

the next time you saw the hughes family was during the big ten championship. you had gone to support luke, sitting with his family and wearing the michigan hockey pullover you had, you didn’t expect anyone to notice the personalization you had added to it.

“y/n that jacket is amazing, did you make it?’ ellen asked you, gently touching the sleeves and seeing the “LH43” embroidered on the wrists. “boys look at this.” ellen got her older sons’ attention, pointing towards what you were wearing. they muttered a sarcastic “yeah it’s cool” and “looks great” never taking their eyes off their phones, you tried not to look too upset.

“i got the jacket from the thrift store, but i added the details on the sleeves.” you told ellen, and now jim who had come back from the concession stand.

“luke told me you liked pretzels, so here.” he said, handing you your favorite snack as you thanked him.

+++

the boys won the game, making them the conference champions. you continued to sit in the stands, watching the celebration and trophy ceremony, while the hughes family made their way towards the locker rooms to congratulate luke and the rest of the team. you had your phone out taking pictures and videos of the team, posting a few to your instagram. you and luke weren’t a secret, but you weren’t public, you only ever posted images to your private instagram account with about thirty followers, all those who you trusted.

you weren’t aware that luke’s brothers had come back, per their mother’s orders, to bring you back to the locker rooms. they saw you posting a few photos, captioning it “my baby is a conference champ baby” with a couple emojis that you and luke always sent to each other. scoffing jack quickly got your attention, “when you’re done using luke for attention my family is waiting for you.” and then he turned around, quinn quickly following after. your face fell, tears began welling in your eyes. you always had the idea that luke’s brothers weren’t your biggest fans, but that just confirmed it. they thought you were using luke, for what? you didn’t know. you took a moment to collect yourself, checking your reflection in your phone's camera and taking a couple deep breaths before getting up and trying to find the locker rooms, quinn and jack had failed to inform you where they actually were, but you eventually made your way there.

by the time you got there luke was already out, hugging his family and celebrating with them. the sadness that had taken over your mood immediately disappeared when luke saw you. he came up running to you, engulfing you in a big hug, picking you up off the ground and spinning you around causing you both to laugh. when luke set you down you noticed ellen filming you two, but luke got your attention again by giving you a kiss. you patted his cheeks lightly, breaking the kiss, so ellen could take a proper photo of the two of you. after a few more moments luke retreated back to the locker room to celebrate with the team, ellen sent you the photos and videos she took of you two and you sent some photos you had taken of luke during the game, as well as the video you took of ellen and jim celebrating the win. you said your goodbyes to the hughes, telling them that you hoped you would see them soon and that you were heading back to your dorm room. ellen stopped you, inviting you out to the dinner they were having with luke once he was all clear to leave the arena, but you turned them down, politely saying they should have a nice family dinner just them, but you appreciated the offer. you began walking out again, but you weren’t completely out of earshot, being able to hear quinn say “family dinners are for family only, not temporaries.” which brought back those tears you pushed down just fifteen minutes earlier, this time you allowed them to fall from your eyes as you stepped into your car.

+++

you didn’t see the hughes again until summer break came around, you would be spending a week at their lake house and you couldn’t be more excited. after a five hour drive you arrived, sending luke a text that you made it before getting your luggage out of the trunk. it had been almost two months since you last saw luke, after you had finished off the school year you immediately left for florida where you spent a month staying with your cousins in your families beach house and then after that you were in mexico with some friends, it was a relaxing, yet stressful, summer for you so far and you could only hope that your time at the lake house would be relaxing and relaxing only.

once you had settled into the guest room, much to luke’s dismay his parents wouldn't let us room together, and changed into a swimsuit you met luke in the backyard where he was gonna take you out on the boat.

“where are your brothers?” you hadn’t seen them yet, and you hoped you wouldn't.

“they’re on vacation right now, they will be back in three days though. why?” luke asked, starting the boat's engine once you both were situated.

“just wondering, i hadn’t seen them yet.” you were grateful that you could at least get three days without worrying about what they would say next. you hoped that the relief wasn’t apparent in your voice when you explained your question to your boyfriend, the last thing you needed was luke finding out about what had been going on.

+++

your first day at the lake house was amazing, the boat ride went great and it was beautiful outside, you swear you took over one hundred photos of just the views during your trip around the lake. jim and ellen arrived back at the house before dinner, you helped ellen out with dinner, updating her on everything that had gone on in your life since you last saw her.

“wow lots of vacationing on your part, have you been having fun?” she asked while walking into the kitchen in the apron you made her, you smiled before answering.

“it has been a lot of fun, i can never complain about being able to break out my swimsuit collection.” you joked, ellen laughed at your answer before telling you that luke could never complain either.

“we’ve been teasing him all summer, he is constantly stalking your social media to see any new pictures or videos of you.” you blushed at her words, knowing that the only thing you’ve been wearing in your posts lately have been swimsuits.

+++

once everyone had retreated to their own rooms for the night, and luke successfully snuck into yours, you began watching a movie with him. it was silent, the only noise being made was coming from the television, you would've thought luke was asleep if it wasn’t for him tracing patterns on the exposed skin on your back.

“are you getting along with my brothers?” luke’s question took you by surprise, but you should’ve seen it coming. it was pretty obvious that you never spoke to them, never made an attempt to become close with them like you had his parents, and now you’re becoming aware that the relief you felt knowing that quinn and jack wouldn’t be in town for a couple days was noticed by luke.

“yeah, we aren’t close or anything, but there isn’t any bad blood.” it was a half truth, you definitely weren't close with them considering that you had spoken to them a handful of times and each time went worse than the one before. you were sure they hated you, and while you didn’t hate them you did resent them for it, because who were they to judge you and your relationship without even attempting to get to know you.

luke just nodded, he could sense in your voice and the way you had shifted away from him that you didn’t want to talk to him about it.

“luke, i’m getting tired, you should probably head back to your room so your parents dont find out we’re hanging out in each other's rooms.” while luke understood that you had an actual reason for asking him to leave, he couldn’t help but feel that his question about your relationship with his brothers ultimately caused you to kick him out of your room.

+++

the next two days were amazing, you surprised luke with matching swimsuits you made for the both of you, both your initials embroidered with a heart were on his trunks and your bikini. ellen loved them, taking pictures of them on you two as well as just them before you had put them on, zooming in on the embroidery specifically in one picture before posting the set of images on her instagram.

“babe you seriously have a gift, i’m letting all my friends know that if they need gifts for their girlfriends to come to you. i’ll upcharge them, don’t worry.” luke said, after fully examining your craftsmanship. you laughed and asked if he would make you share your profits.

“of course i would, don’t tell my mom this but i’m only with you for the money.” he joked and you let out a fake laugh. you know he meant no harm, he had no clue the conversations his brothers had been having behind his back, the ones where they accuse you of using him for his fame or future wealth as an NHL player.

“let’s get outside, i wanna tan.” you changed the subject, pulling luke’s arm to follow you.

“yeah let’s get outside–” luke pulled you against him, your back to his chest, “i wanna watch you tan.” you giggled before pushing him away from you and telling him to not get any ideas.

+++

the next morning you woke up to the sounds of luke and his brothers messing around with each other, you smiled at luke’s loud laughter. you noticed that you had slept in much later than you usually did, but you didn’t mind. you got dressed into a swimsuit and put shorts on to cover your lower half, leaving the top of your one piece exposed and quickly did some makeup and tied your hair into a messy bun before walking downstairs. you weren’t aware of the plans for today but you did know the boys were probably getting antsy waiting for you.

you entered the living room, gaining quinn’s attention first, the only brother who’s back wasn’t turned towards her. he nodded his head in your direction, making the two younger hughes face you. luke quickly came up to wrap his arms around you, but the joy on his face from seeing you wasn’t enough to distract you from the distaste of his brothers’.

“i’m thinking today we four go onto the boat, i can teach you how to wakesurf. it’ll be a lot of fun, and you need the lessons. jack’s old teammates and friends are gonna be here in a couple days and they all love wakesurfing.” luke continued to ramble on about god knows what as he led you out towards the docks, his brothers having volunteered to grab the booze. you kept your eyes on him the whole time, you loved when he would talk about something and you could see the excitement and passion on his face. ellen saw the two of you, smiling at how enamored you looked. she took a quick photo of it and pointed the two of you out to quinn and jack who had just gotten back from packing the cooler.

“aren’t they adorable?” ellen gushed, happy to see her youngest son in such a healthy and happy relationship.

“yeah, they’re something.” quinn said, before quickly pulling the cooler back outside, leaving jack in the kitchen with his mom.

“they are pretty cute.” jack smiled. he began thinking that maybe you weren’t what he and quinn had assumed you were a couple weeks ago, after seeing how much you had meant to luke first hand.

+++

your day spent on the boat with the three hughes sons was an eventful one. you never actually went wake surfing, just settling to watching the boys do it and getting an understanding of it if you ever did want to learn. when luke’s turn was up jack took over the duty of running the boat and quinn took a spot next to me. you smiled at him, hoping that this would be a good chance to actually get to know quinn as this would be the first time the two of you had actually talked ever.

“my mom showed me those photos of you and luke, in the matching swimsuits. they’re cute.” you smiled at the compliment, but that was quickly wiped from your face by his next statement. “i know what you’re doing by the way.” you looked up at quinn confused, because you weren’t doing anything. “i know that you’re using luke. that you're gonna stay with him until you’ve been together long enough to trap him. with marriage or a baby or something else, and then you’re gonna use him for his fame and his wealth.” your jaw dropped at quinn’s harsh accusations. you didn’t know what soap opera he had been watching lately but it was obviously clouding his judgment. you swallowed the lump in your throat and blinked the tears out of your eyes after quinn walked away. but you didn’t let yourself dwell on the rudeness of your boyfriend’s brother's words, your lovely boyfriend was now in front of you and provided a great distraction from what just happened.

+++

you spent some time swimming in the water when quinn stop the boat to eat lunch, luke joined you and brought his phone out, even though you told him multiple times that he was gonna drop it and to just leave it on the boat, and began taking pictures of you, and you and him together, you took a couple of just him as well.

“you should post those.” luke told you once you both were on the boat and looking through the photos that were taken.

“i always do.” you looked at him confused, you posted on your private account multiple times a day, it was your photo dump page.

“no i mean your main, i think these are really nice photos.” he smiled at you, blushing. you knew there was more to it though so you gave him a look. “-and maybe if you posted pictures with me and they knew you had a boyfriend all those guys wouldn’t be hitting on you in your comments and dms.” you smiled at his confession, he was jealous and wanted others to know that you were his, as well as him being yours.

“that is adorable luke, you’re possessive over me awww” the blush on his cheeks only spread and grew a deeper hue. you looked up to see jack smiling at you, the shock on your face came and went quickly before you gave jack a smile back before turning your attention back to your boyfriend who was now clinging onto you. you quickly snapped a selfie of you two, you smiling and luke looking at you with his chin resting on your shoulder.

“here i’ll post that to my story, and then i will post a huge collage of photos from this week when i leave.” luke agreed to your compromise. moments later you heard the sound of would i lie to you by charles & eddie, that was your guys’ song and it was attached to your story post. you smiled as you heard the fifteen second clip of the song play over and over again.

“jeez luke how many times are you gonna view her story.” jack chirped from the other side of the boat, causing you to laugh and luke to groan into your shoulder. you looked up to see jack smiling, but quinn was looking at you guys with an annoyed look on his face, he rolled his eyes when you made eye contact with him, doing quite some damage to your good mood as that reminded you of the conversation you had with him earlier, luke could sense the shift in your energy.

“you okay?” he whispered in your ear. you nodded, blaming it on being tired suddenly.

+++

once you were back on dry land you went inside to shower and change, shortly after doing that you entered the kitchen and asked if ellen needed any help with dinner.

“do you think you could go into the basement and find my garlic mincer? i think i forgot to unpack it.” you quickly nodded and made your way to the lowest level of the house.

once down there you turned on the light and began searching through boxes labeled “kitchen”. after finding what you were looking for you turned to go back to the kitchen when two boxes caught your eye. two boxes addressed for quinn and jack, wrapped in your families christmas wrapping paper. they never opened their gifts. you began to tear up, that was the final nail in the coffin that you needed to know that what you were feeling wasn’t an overreaction, they hated you. you quickly grabbed the boxes and hurried up the steps, placing the item you had gone into the basement for down onto the island in the kitchen before telling ellen, who’s back was towards you so she didn’t see your distraught state, that you were going to head upstairs because your mom was calling.

once in your room you shut and locked the door and let the tears that had been welling up fall. the sound of your bedroom door shutting and locking was enough to catch the attention of luke, but once he was at the door to your room and about to knock he heard your sobs. panic immediately rushed through him and he reached above the door frame to find where the key had been sitting. once he got the door unlocked he knocked as he was making his way into the door, his heart breaking at the sight.

you were curled up on the floor crying while holding onto two boxes, luke timidly stepped towards you.

“baby what’s wrong?” he asked, crouching down to your level.

you didn’t answer at first, you just shoved the two wrapped up boxes that were now covered in dust onto his lap. luke was confused for a second before he realized what he was holding.

“they never opened them.” you said sadly, your tone making luke even more upset. “your brothers hate me luke, and i don’t know why. i don’t know what i did to them.” you began crying even harder, wrapping your arms around luke’s shoulder, he shifted and pulled you fully into his lap.

“what do you mean they hate you? they don’t hate you.” he said, attempting to comfort you but it didn’t work.

“they accused me of using you luke.” you finally told your boyfriend. the weight was now lifted off of your chest, until it quickly wasn’t. you didn’t want to tell luke for a reason and this was it.

luke pushed you off of him and stood up, immediately making his was towards the hallway.

“luke stop, please, it’s not a big deal.” you tried to calm the situation, you didn’t want to be the cause of a fight between the brothers.

“it is a big deal y/n. i cannot let them say that shit about you, i will not allow it.” he stated before taking a deep breath. “what else have they said to you?”

“luke–”

“i’m serious y/n, what else have they been saying or doing? i know there is more to it.”

you sighed before explaining everything to him. how quinn and jack have always dismissed your greetings, how they refused to talk to you, and how you would catch them glaring at you on multiple occasions. luke was visibly upset, his knuckles were turning white and his face was getting red. but despite his angry state he could still tell there was more to it, even if he hoped that was it.

“y/n.” just him saying your name was enough to make you cry some more and tell him the rest of the story. about when quinn said you were a temporary, the other name callings, and the one that happened just a few hours earlier.

“quinn accused me of planning on baby trapping you, or forcing you to marry you so i could have access to your wealth and fame.” and that was it. it was enough to make luke jump up and basically run out of your room, you were hot on his trail. luke ignored his mother’s calls to see what was wrong, as did you, you needed to stop luke before something bad happened.

luke picked up his pace once he was on the docks, effectively making you lose the lead you almost had on him. he ran up and punched quinn in the face and then jack as well. you gasped and halted your movements as luke began yelling.

“you fucking assholes, you never once try to get to know my girlfriend, never even do so much as acknowledge her, and you have the audacity to accuse her of using me, of planning on trapping me in our relationship, calling her names, dismissing her attempts to get to know you, throwing the gifts she spent hours making you two into a trash bag and hiding them in the basement.”

tears had begun rolling down your face, somehow harder than before. ellen placed a hand on your back, to let you know she was there before she pulled you into a hug. whispering that she had no idea that this was going on and that she was so sorry.

jack was quick to defend himself, saying that quinn was the one doing most of the name calling and accusations, which was true but he still participated in it.

“i’m just looking out for you luke. we don’t know this girl or her intentions with you.” quinn said, defending himself as he slowly walked towards his youngest brother.

luke scoffed, “you would know her if you spoke to her, she has given you plenty of chances to get to know her and to find out what her intentions were.” he paused to look over at you, he began tearing up at the sight of you crying in his mom’s arms. “do you think i’m stupid? if i thought a girl was using me i wouldn’t be with her, y/n is good for me, and i don’t care what you guys think of her. she is the love of my life, nothing you guys do or say will change that.”

the revelation causes you to stand up straight and unwrap yourself from ellen’s arms. luke just said he loved you, that you were the love of his life. more tears began falling but these weren’t sad tears, they were happy tears.

luke gave his brothers one more disappointed look before turning around and walking towards you. once he was close enough you wrapped him in a hug, he began crying and apologizing for his brother's behavior.

ellen spoke up after a while, “why don’t you two go for a drive, get some dinner in town. i’ll talk to the boys.” luke quickly nodded and let go of you, grabbing your hand and pulling you inside so he could grab his keys.

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you spent a lot of time parked at the public beach. you ate your burgers, watched the sunset, talked about what you were feeling about what had happened earlier and what had happened during the time that Luke was unaware of what was going on, as well as taking a cute photo of the two of you, cried out and faces red and puffy, and laying in the trunk of his car cuddled up.

“i’m sorry i never noticed what was going on.” luke broke the minutes of silence you were having.

“it’s not your fault luke.” you said, shifting so you were able to look at him. “i’m sorry i didn’t tell you sooner.”

luke just shook his head at your apology, he soon closed the distance between you two and kissed you.

“i love you luke.”

“i love you too y/n. i’m lucky to have met you.”

“oh i’m definitely the lucky one.”

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note: THERE IS A PART TWO YAY ok so i really like this one, i hate picking out names for fics though and lucky was the only thing that somewhat made sense because i used the word so many times...anyways hope y’all enjoyed this because i actually like this and that is a rare thing for me.

#luke hughes #luke hughes imagine #luke hughes x reader #nhl imagine #new jersey devils #ahonice writes #umich hockey

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kiss-me-muchoo · 6 months

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𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈’𝐦 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧 || 𝐉𝐨𝐞𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲_ Joel and Ellie were your little family. Until life made them believe you abandoned them. Now, back in Jackson, seems like they’ll never forgive you. But by Halloween, you’re clean from them. 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬/𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬_ Halloween themed, post-season 1 (Jackson era), asshole!Joel, mean!Ellie, sweetie pie!reader, lovers to enemies, angst, our baby reader is basically bullied by Ellie (luv her sorry), since I’m anemic, reader is anemic too (like in my series lol), mentions of poor health in general. 𝐀/𝐍_ in honor of 1989 TV coming, part 1 is clean, if this doesn’t flop, out of the woods is part two.

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The doors of Jackson rarely opened, besides when patrol happened. And when they did for another reason, two things usually happened: gossiping and great news.

Well, not always. But for most of the time, that’s how it worked. For Joel, it didn’t matter a lot. Ever since he came back to Jackson with Ellie, he had changed. Well, again, not a lot. He remained serious, reserved, and a man of few words. Except with Ellie, he hadn’t accepted it out loud, but he was some paternal figure to the kid.

And the maternal figure was long gone; You.

A young sweet woman who appeared in Kansas looking for medicines. Who made Ellie happier and safer until she gained Joel’s trust.

And who made him almost fall in love.

Almost, because you decided to abandon Ellie and ignore what Joel pleaded you to do; take Ellie to the Fireflies along Tommy the first time you three came to Jackson.

That night, Ellie cried and yelled at him, but she was beyond angry with you. She called you a liar, weak, selfish, and other hurtful things. Then Joel also let his rage out on you. He said a lot of things, but saying you weren’t brave, and that he should’ve never trusted you…that kept reminiscing in his head occasionally. Maybe he could’ve handled everything better, but that didn’t change anything.

The next morning, when you came to the stable to say goodbye, you left a mess of sobs and tears.

Two words finally shattered you; shameless coward.

And the two ignored something for months till the present; They never gave you the chance to explain what was happening.

When they came back, you were gone. Joel didn’t ask, and neither did Ellie.

They both questioned it, especially the girl.

Joel rarely thought about you. But when he did, he spent hours at it.

Questioning would’ve, could’ve, should’ve.

He missed you, but he wasn’t brave enough to admit it. Instant karma, he was a coward who couldn’t admit what he did in that Fireflies hospital, and he couldn’t accept how wrong he acted with you.

He didn’t feel that karma yet.

Until the doors of Jackson opened. And among some group of people, you came in.

Tommy knew everything. He even tried speaking with his older brother that snowy morning. But Joel didn’t want to hear your excuses from the mouth of Tommy.

With a simple glance from him, Joel was left alone as he saw his younger brother walk towards the group of people who had arrived.

Some of the crowd came to greet the new visitors, Joel saw Maria helping you get down off the horse. And he finally was able to see you.

Time hadn’t passed across your face. You remained with a sweet and gentle smile. The very short hair you had now was a shock. Joel had been used to your long braid from every hard day you spent together. He remembered a night where you were cold and he offered to join him in his sleeping bag. You apologized for your braid getting in his way, but he said it was okay.

When did everything go wrong? 10 months and seeing you again made him feel strange.

There wasn’t time to think about Joel or Ellie when you arrived.

To you, their present parade was unknown.

So unknown, that you were in the same town as them once again.

“You didn’t answer our radio signals for months. We were so worried!” It’s the first thing Maria says. You can only smile and shrug.

“I’m really sorry. Jeremy and Lia lost connection in a little fight with infected, and they couldn’t risk anything” A lot had happened. And you felt so empowered from having the guts to leave for so long.

“Oh. God knows everything that happened out there, right?”

“We have a lot to talk about. Where’s Tommy?” You ask smiling. Then you make some minutes to appreciate how much the town had changed over seasons. The trees had turned orange, red and brown. The smell in the main entrance was like cinnamon and caramel apples. And there were a lot of fall decorations. When you turn back, Tommy Miller is there to greet you.

“Right here!” The man appears and you have to greet him with a hug.

“You look great, kid. So, did it work?” There’s a big wave of happiness that invades as soon as he asks.

“Yes, I’m free from it” the marriage sighs relieved.

“Guess it was worth it,” Maria says patting your shoulder.

“Take a rest now. We’ll talk about everything in dinner” you agree with Tommy.

You want to ask if he has heard something from Joel. If he succeeded with Ellie to go with the Fireflies. But you don’t. You’re not ready to hear if he found something. Whether it was a home, happiness, or a lover.

Cause although neither of you ever talked about it. You never confessed your feelings for him. He never showed a sign that he might have loved you back. So no, you were no fool to ask that question to Tommy. Same thing for Ellie. You never revealed you loved her like a sister or even a daughter. You never admitted that for many months. You had acted along with Joel and the girl like a little family.

No, it wasn’t acting. They had genuinely been your family.

But that era was over.

You made your choice. And you still believed you were right. There was only one mistake you made.

Revealing the news to them first and then never being able to share the cause of it. Breaking that little girl’s heart and letting down Joel. It still haunts you.

But the time to go over that was approaching.

…

It wasn’t snowing time yet. But the temperatures were about to drop significantly. Enough for a jacket and sweaters.

There was a pair of heel boots you left in that little house Maria and Tommy offered you before leaving the town.

So, it was time to show off that pair of boots.

The way to the dinner hall was short. Some people greet you and ask how you’re doing now. It feels like rebirthing. Being able to have a second chance in life. But the memory of your little family gone and broken because of you makes you stop that little celebration of life early.

Someone must be doing gravy. Because it smells like Thanksgiving, in the middle of October. Some people are in a little line to get warm punch with cinnamon and fruits. Your mouth waters and a smile appears on your face.

You want to eat and laugh. You are eager to talk to Tommy and Maria.

The first couple with mercy who took the time to listen to you and help you.

An old woman who had been in the kitchen since you arrived for the first time smiles at you and asks you to grab a tray of food.

When you turn to the right to have some food, you are literary punched in the face.

At least that’s how it felt. Because that same night you had to encounter face to face with the two ghosts of your past; Joel and Ellie.

With you being static, they notice you finally.

Ellie shows clear shock, but soon she makes the sign of shock disappear from her face. Deep down, she wanted to hug you, she wanted to tell you everything that happened. But she refuses.

Joel wasn’t ready to see you so close that soon. But he remains stoic as usual.

“Ellie…” you attempt to vocally recognize her.

She firmly holds her tray, empty, and somehow, she still looks angered at you. Which makes you nervous.

And you don’t dare to look at Joel in the eyes, so you avoid it.

“You’re back…” she spits out. And you have some hope that she will be willing to listen to you.

“Yes. I had to go because-” she rolls her eyes.

“I didn’t say I cared, or I wanted to listen” That hurt a little. Ellie could be very tough, and you really had hoped she would try to talk.

“Oh…I-” but she stops you again.

“What? You thought we would be friends again? Let me remind you… YOU abandoned me and Joel!” The lump in your throat gets tighter, but you swallow it firmly.

“Please, I’ve never explained it” you suggest, but Ellie seems too proud and stubborn as usual.

“Oh, save it. We’ve been through enough shit to listen to you too” If Joel wanted, he would’ve scold her, but he didn’t. Which hurt you even more.

The girl leaves her used tray in the dirty dishes and leaves.

You want to drop the tray when you finally eye Joel.

He looks better. Same grey hairs in the same spots. You were so glad to see him healthy, but this wasn’t what you imagined it would be the first re-encounter.

“Joel-” you try to reason with him. He wants to savor the way you gently call him. It makes him remember all the good memories he made with you. All the nights you made him smile, when you annoyed him with Ellie, and the nights were he was able to hold you a little.

But that’s over. You are not a priority anymore. Just Ellie.

“She’s right, though” and just like that, he also left. Without even glancing at you, barely brushing your shoulder with his. It was cold… and it hurt like hell.

The old lady at the counter smiles apologetically at you, and you smile back. She sees some tears rolling down your cheeks but doesn’t say anything.

…

A week passes between awkward exchanges. You are babysitting Tommy and Maria’s baby when Joel arrives to visit his brother. So, you had to leave early.

You started working in the garden, helping to harvest enough for the cold season. So, when kids would join once a week to help, Ellie would ignore you.

And when it was movie night, you were having fun until Ellie arrived with her new friends. Or when you were having a drink in the saloon and Joel had to be there. You catch him staring once in a while and it freaks you out.

You debate whether to write an apology letter or do something for them. Because you feel like you can’t be happy at all when things haven’t gone through makeup with them.

But it all comes down one afternoon.

The council of the town suggested having a Halloween celebration. With a costume party and pumpkin contest. So you needed extra help with the harvest.

Maria had set up some people, including Joel and Ellie. It was a low key moment to have some opportunity to get you three together.

You were digging your hands in the dirt to take out carrots and green onions. There’s a little hat covering your head, and you have to use some tools to work.

Completely ignoring but highly aware of Joel and Tommy talking afar, continuously turning to look at you and then going back to talk.

To be honest, that was the first day when you started getting tired of their mean attitudes toward you. Their mean glances, cold comments and sarcastic hints.

Some people left their baskets beside you so you could later wash the vegetables and take them to the kitchen.

And it was Ellie’s turn.

“Here’s the basket” she coldly says.

“Thanks, leave it here. And be careful, please” She noticed your cold tone attack back, and it surprised her. But also bothers her and makes her grow more stubborn.

“Whatever you say” Maybe Ellie didn’t mean to drop the basket so harshly. But she does, dropping all the vegetables and others from different baskets too.

“ELLIE! I told you to be careful!” A lot of people turn to look at you and the girl.

“I said I was sorry, stop fucking yelling.”

Joel appears beside her. Ready to fuck everything up even more.

“Hey! Don’t yell at her” When Joel raises his voice at you, you freeze.

“She’s a kid. You’re an adult” You know it’s enough when he continued.

“ENOUGH!” Finally, everyone’s attention is on you three again.

“Calm down, y/n” Tommy tries to calm you, but you won’t rest in peace till you yell back at them.

“NO. I’M SICK OF THESE TWO!” Ellie immediately regretted being so stubborn, she remembered you could also be as mean as her.

“How many times do I have to say it? I’m so fucking sorry. I didn’t want to abandon you two.”

“And no. I’m not a selfish coward. Because I was diagnosed with anemia, and I was fucking dying. So, choosing to stay to fight for my life wasn’t being coward.” Neither of them expected it.

“I’m done with this psychological punishment or whatever.” You finally take the gardening gloves out, looking so enraged.

“…y/n” Joel calls you, knowing that he can’t startle you more.

“You don’t want me to yell at your bratty kid? Do it your fucking self, Joel” he’s taken aback by the way you push the gloves against his chest, passing past him and sprinting out.

The man sighs, holding the gloves and looking at Tommy, who only shrugs. Knowing that it would end up happening either way.

…

Joel learns a lot of things that night.

You started feeling sick a little before arriving in Jackson. You never tell him or Ellie because you three had already other problems. And by the time you met Maria and spent an afternoon with her, you had fainted in the shower.

The doctor said you were likely suffering from anemia. With the lack of food, strong menstruation, and low blood pressure, you had been carrying with it for months, but as usual, there was a breakpoint.

The doctor suggested you go to another town where you could get iron injections, so you agreed. But that meant having to separate from Ellie and Joel.

Tommy showed him some pictures the doctor took of you to show as references for the other doctors.

You had giant bruises on the back of your legs, with yellow, green, and purple shades.

It cracked Joel. Hearing Tommy say how you cried to him and Maria how you never meant to hurt Ellie or Joel. That you loved them two as your family, finally made Joel’s eyes get crystallized.

You left around early spring, some weeks before he came back with Ellie. And for a long period, as you left with other people of Jackson, nobody had news. Until you appeared looking better.

“I fell in love with her, brother” Joel admitted. Even when forever, he said you were younger, that things would never work out.

“Why didn’t you let her explain?” Joel sighed, drinking a deeper shot of alcohol.

“I was so mad, that she was leaving Ellie behind. I just- Why she didn’t also ever say a thing about being sick? I would have given everything for her.” Tommy smiled sadly.

“That’s why. She didn’t want to worry you. I-… I think she also loved you, Joel” The man closed his eyes and imagined what could’ve been. Maybe you two would be okay if things had happened differently.

“Tell Ellie. Then go with y/n and let everything out. This is your chance, brother. Be happy, love and rest now” Joel nodded slowly.

He had one chance…

…

Jackson looked beautiful decorated with pumpinks and dry leaves everywhere.

The streets are literally empty because everyone must have already been at the party. There’s a gorgeous sunset painting the town, and you can’t wait to walk across the street with sunset.

You know you’re late. As much as you can, you hurry to get out of the house. Maria and your other friends got you a Dorothy costume from The Wizard of Oz. You had another pair of red boots, and everything ended up fitting perfectly. You looked pretty, with your everyday chain in your neck, red lips, and half-braid hairstyle.

At the end of the stairs to your door, Joel and Ellie are there.

“Oh no.” you sigh. Completely calmed, opposite of your outburst in prior weeks.

“Please, just leave me alone now. I’m over this. I won’t take any of you bitching around me” you spit locking the door from outside.

“Look, we didn’t know-“ Ellie starts, but now you interrupt her.

“No, neither of you knew anything. I can tell you both struggled after I stayed here. But I don’t wanna know either, I realized I’m grateful now, even if that meant losing you two” The way you said it, and how you locked your eyes with Joel’s, he knew what you meant.

“Both of you can rest now knowing I’m at peace with my decision. I know what I did, and I’m proud of myself. Both of you were wrong, I’m not weak, I never was” They can choose any words quickly before you leave.

This is not the last shot Joel will give to have you back. He promises it as he watches you walking peacefully across the street.

You don’t look back. You feel some relief, this is a new era. After months drowning in guilt, wondering if you really were that much of an evil woman to abandon them. But now, you know you’re clean from them.

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Idk part two or what?

#joel miller x reader #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal fanfiction #joel miller #joel the last of us #joel miller x female reader #joel miller x you

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timetoletmyimaginationfly · 5 days

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I Hate Baking, But You Love Bread

Nanami Kento x Reader

(Song Inspiration: Still Into You by Paramore)

You hummed to the music happily as you kneaded the bread. You heard the door unlock and Gojo happily walked inside.

“Big brother has arrived!” Gojo exclaimed happily. He laughed when he saw flour all over the counter, arms, apron, and face. “What the hell?” You gave him a look of annoyance.

“Shut up,” you said.

“But you’re a legit mess,” Gojo said in between chuckles. “Aww man! I’m not gonna let you live it down.” Gojo started to take pictures on his phone that made you cover your face with some embarrassment.

“That’s fine,” you said, bottom lip jutted out into a pout. “At least Kento-kun will appreciate my nonexistent baking skills.”

“I knew you had a reason. How long have you two been together anyway?”

“Ten years. Eleven in two months,” you answered as you focused on kneading the dough.

“And you’re just baking bread?”

“He has recently developed a new obsession with bread. So I wanted to surprise him,” you said happily.

“But you hate baking.”

“But I also love Kento,” you said proudly. Gojo chuckled and ruffled your hair.

“How’s it like?” Gojo asked curiously when he took a seat at the island counter where you were kneading the bread. “How is it like to be with someone for that long? How do you know that you still love him?” You smiled.

“Kento-kun has never changed his chivalrous ways,” you said. “He makes sure that I don't get too worried when he's on missions. That was one of our bad fights before and he puts in so much effort on it. Kento-kun stays consistent and that is something that I love so much about him.” You separated and placed the dough in a baguette pan. You put it in the oven and started the timer.

“Does he still gives you butterflies?” You nodded happily, your cheeks turning a light pink color.

“Do you two still argue?”

“You know that we do. I call you when we do.” Gojo chuckled.

“Very true. When is lover boy coming back from his mission anyway?” On cue, the door opened and the two of you stared at the front door.

“Gojo-san, what are you doing here?” Nanami asked once he entered inside.

“Kento-kun!!” you exclaimed happily and ran over to hug him. Nanami lightly laughed and hugged you.

“You’re covered in flour,” he said surprisingly. He chuckled as he wiped the flour away from your cheeks. “You’re so beautiful, sweetheart.” You blushed. Your heart raced and the butterflies were fluttering around. Nanami softly kissed your lips before placing his hand on the small of your back and headed inside the kitchen.

“Yo, Nanamin,” Gojo greeted. Nanami nodded in response. “I see that my baby sister is in great care. How’s the mission?”

“Takuma-kun is improving,” Nanami said. “The mission was a success.” Nanami looked around the kitchen. Flour everywhere with bowls, measuring spoons, and measuring cups piled over the sink.

“I thought you hate baking, sweetheart,” Nanami said. You blushed.

“Well, you’ve been into bread lately. And I wanted to surprise you with homemade baguettes,” you answered cutely. Nanami chuckled. He kissed the top of your head.

“It smells really good, sweetheart,” he said. “How about you wash up and I’ll clean the kitchen. I can keep an eye on the bread.”

“No, no, no! You just came back and—“ Nanami kissed your lips. When he pulled away, he turned your body around so you were facing the direction to the bedroom.

“Go, sweetheart,” he said and lightly smacked your butt. Gojo laughed at the interaction while you walked away flustered. Nanami rolled his sleeves up before heading to the sink to clean up.

“Sooooooo,” Gojo started.

“Are you here to annoy me?” Nanami asked.

“Sort of. So, how is it like being with my sister for this long? How do you know that you still love her or she loves you?” Nanami raised an eyebrow at Gojo.

“She baked bread and she hates baking,” Nanami said. “That says a lot already.” Gojo sighed, knowing that he’s not going to get more of a response from Nanami. He stood up and patted Nanami’s shoulder. “Where are you going?”

“I was going to meet my students for dinner. Tell my sister that I’ll call her tomorrow,” he said before leaving. Nanami shook his head at your brother. By the time you returned back to the kitchen, Nanami had already cleaned it spotless. Your eyes widened.

“You’re fast,” you said. “Satoru left?” Nanami nodded.

“He’ll call you tomorrow,” he notified, leaving you to nod in reply. You walked over to the bread and smiled proudly. Nanami smiled and walked over to you. He hugged you from behind, his face resting in the crook of you neck. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” you said and caressed his hair. “Kento-kun, what makes you still love me? Do I still—Do you still—what I’m trying to ask is—“ Nanami squeezed you tightly before letting go and dragging you to the couch. He sat you on his lap and you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“You baked bread for me when I know you loathe baking,” Nanami said with a soft smile. “It taste good by the way. But I don’t just love you for that.” Nanami curled a strand of your hair behind your ear. His hand cupped the same side of your face. “I love coming home to you. You make my worries melt away, especially when I hear you singing in the background while you make dinner. You remind me how amazing of a sorcerer I am. You’re a sweetheart who always looks out for others. You haven’t changed a bit except for how confident you became over the years.”

“I think I can thank my nursing profession,” you said happily. Nanami smiled.

“You support me no matter what. If anything, my love for you keeps getting stronger.” You kissed him deeply. “What about you?”

“You’re consistent and I love that about you,” you said. “You’re patient and take care of me even when you don’t have to. No one gets me like you do, Kento-kun. You mean everything to me.” Nanami kissed you back in response.

“Even when I haven’t proposed yet?” You laughed and playfully hit his shoulder.

“Even then,” you said. “However I’m still waiting for that ring.”

“I know, sweetheart. Soon, I promise.”

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eitaababe · 1 year

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hello! <3 can i please request a neteyam x metkayina!reader oneshot where reader is apprehensive about choosing a mate, she knows everyone expect her to choose asap but prefers the idea of being friends with the person first (having a hard time trusting people easily/opening up). one day, after realizing her feelings for neteyam, she talks to him about this and he says something like “i’d always wait for you”. i’m so sorry if this is too specific, i have a thing for the concept of patient love/slowburn.

(also your writing is so beautiful, i’m in love with everything you post and always look forward for your works.)

TAKE YOUR TIME !

neteyam x metkayina! reader.

a/n — yo this took me forever to finish like i STRUGGLED IM SO SORRY 😭😭 / but SLOWBURNS >>> THEYRE JUST TOO GOOD MAN / also tysm nonnie giving you big smooches

! characters are aged up a few years for sake of plot

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When the Sully's arrived to awa'atlu, Tsireya practically begged you to help her and her brother teach them your clan's ways. So you agreed, and like her, took a quick liking to one of the brothers.

You slowly grew closer to Neteyam, spending more and more time that started out with helping him breathe correctly, to how to ride his ilu, to eventually just being with him because you enjoyed his presence.

The two of you were currently sitting on the sand underneath a tree, his back to you as he sat in front of you, you re-braiding his hair. "He's just so- ugh! I just don't get why he is so obsessed with making my siblings feel so unwelcome." Neteyam complained, hissing when you pulled too hard.

"For eywa's sake, Neteyam. If I hear you complain about Ao'nung one more time, I'm going to rip my own eardrums out," You sighed, tsking when his hand grabbed your wrist from tugging hard. "Don't be such a baby, you asked me to redo your braids."

Opening his mouth to complain again, Kiri came in, interrupting you two. "Hey Y/n, I think your parents are looking for you."

Silently thanking eywa, Neteyam grinned, shaking his hair out. Kiri looked at her brother in amusement, breaking out into laughter. "You look so stupid, with your hair half done."

"Whatever, I'm going to mom to ask her to finish it for me. Find me once you're down, yeah?" He looked to you, softly rubbing your shoulder as a farewell.

"I will," you assured him, waving bye to his sister as well.

You entered your own marui, greeting your parents. "Oel ngati kameie."

Your parents nodded, gesturing you to come closer. "Daughter, we have something very important to address."

You sat down across from them, wearing a confused look.

"As you know, you're getting older," you nodded slowly, still confused. "Soon enough, you will need to find a mate. We talked to Ruto's parents, and we believe you two would make a fine match."

You shook your head in disagreement. "Father, I barely know Ruto. I've talked to him only once."

"Yes, but he is the son of one of our best hunter's in the clan. He would provide well for you."

"Please," you begged, looking to your mother for help. "Let me choose someone on my own."

Your parents shared a look, sighing as they turned to you. "Fine, we'll let you choose your own mate. But make it quick. We'll be waiting, and if you can't find someone, we'll talk to Ruto's parents about our agreement again."

You left the marui without another word.

Keeping your promise, you still went to the Sully family's marui, clearly shaken. Of course, the idea of being mated was something you thought about frequently, but the pressure of finding one soon so you wouldn't be set up with a stranger was all too much.

Collecting yourself, you called out to the family, Tuk immediately running up to you. "Y/n!" She giggled happily as you picked her up, hugging her close.

"Hi Tuktuk," you chuckled, eyes wandering to her hand, small fingers grasping a band of beads. She reached out to you, offering them. "What's this?"

"I made it for you!" You let her put it on your wrist, and thanked her, carrying her with you as you made your way towards Neteyam and his mother, who was just about finished with his hair.

"Hi y/n." Neytiri greeted, finishing up on her son's last braid. Upon hearing your name, Neteyam quickly looked up, smiling at the sight of you.

"Y/n!" He happily chirped, his eyes wandering towards your wrist. The bead pattern on your bracelet was matching to the one on his necklace, and you both shared a grin at the realization.

Tuk grinned proudly when the both of you shared a look at your matching jewelry, and jumped from your arms to her mothers embrace.

Getting up, Neteyam waved to his mother. "I'll be back before eclipse."

Nodding towards her son, and then you, the two of you made your way out the marui, walking along the shore.

"So, what did your parents want?"

Your smile faded at the mention of your parents. "They want me to pick a mate soon. They're so excited that they've already chosen someone."

"What? Who?" Neteyam panicked, eyes boring into yours.

"Ruto," you glumly replied. "I convinced them to give me some time though. To pick someone I want, not something that's set up. But I really don't have much time."

"Ruto?" he scoffed in disapproval. "He's got the personality of a rock," he joked, smiling when you faintly laughed. "My dads talked to me about the same thing. I just don't really know everyone on the island all that well, you know?"

"I'm sure you'll find someone," you comforted, a small wave crashing before your feet. "There's many beautiful metkayina women here. Sungia is one of the best healers I've seen. Ikla has a beautiful voice. Ezo is also a great dancer-"

"Easy there," Neteyam cut you off, slapping a hand over your mouth to shut up. Licking his palm, he pulled away, wiping his hand on your arm. "Ew! You're like Lo'ak when you do that."

"Maybe next time you shouldn't put your hand on my mouth, then." You laughed. "I was just saying, there's plenty of wonderful girls here. The men, whoever..."

"Don't fret. We'll find you a big, strong, hunter with a personality so you don't end up with Ruto the rock." He teased, lazily wrapping his arm around you and pulling your hair lightly, making you smack him in the stomach.

"Stop messing with my hair, you skxawng!"

Tuk and Neytiri watched the two of you from the marui, silently hoping the two of you would come to your senses soon.

The next few days went by, and you found yourself laying on Tsireya, complaining. "Eywa hates me!" You groaned, glaring up at the girl when she laughed at your declaration. "It isn't funny, Reya."

"It's a little funny, admit it."

"No it's not! My parents are going to force me to mate with this weird guy if I don't find anyone! I just don't get it, Eywa practically handed you Lo'ak, you have nothing to worry about. All the boys on this island are boring or like your brother."

Eyes widening at the dig at Ao'nung, Tsireya didn't scold you for it. "I mean, I'm not saying you're wrong," she softly threaded her hands through your hair as you let out another sigh. "But there has to be someone. What about Neteyam?"

You shot up like a rocket, rapidly shaking your head. "Absolutely not. No. I couldn't even- no. We're just friends."

"You are a terrible liar." Tsireya blankly stated, blinking at you.

"I'm not lying!"

"Have you seen the way you two look at each other? It's like you're in love. No one who is just friends looks at someone like that."

"Look," you started, pushing the thoughts of you and Neteyam as far as you could. "Even if I decided I liked him. That's if. If I did, his father wants him to be mated soon as well. He's Neteyam, I doubt he would settle for someone like me."

"Oh Y/n," Tsireya cooed, grasping your hand lightly. "Don't do that. Do not discount yourself. You are one of the most beautiful women on this island, anyone would be lucky to be your mate. Especially Neteyam."

Smiling gratefully at her, you didn't like the feeling that bubbled up when you pictured being with Neteyam. "Oh whatever. You're just pushing me towards Neteyam because you already like the family." You teased, laughing harder when her cheeks turned purple at the subtle mention of Lo'ak.

You can't help but let the thought of you and Neteyam linger the next few days. Yes, you enjoyed his company, but could you really spend the rest of your life as his mate?

You avoided him, denying that you could ever feel about him in that way. Denying that you shuddered at his touch, that you loved the way his eyes looked, that you loved how he talked, how he-

Ripping you from your thoughts, a pair of arms wrapped around you. "Hi y/n." Your favorite voice spoke, bringing a smile to your face.

"Hi 'Teyam." Yoy cheerfully replied, worries from before now long forgotten.

"You okay?" he asked, a concerned look in his eyes. "You looked like you were deep in thought."

"I'm fine," you assured, brought back to your harsh reality. "Just-"

"Trying to figure out who you could tolerate as a mate?"

You chuckled, nodding. "Yeah, pretty much."

"Then c'mon, let's go find someone."

Your protests against the idea of spying around the island to look for boys were quickly tossed aside. He was determined to find someone for you, and you couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed that he wanted to find someone for you so soon.

"Rotxo!" Neteyam called out, waving over at the boy. You rolled your eyes, but following the boy as he walked over towards Rotxo.

"Y/n, Neteyam, what are you two up to?"

"Nothing much," you smiled flatly, giving Neteyam a knowing look. "Just walking around the beach, showing him around the island."

"Ah, well, have fun! Let me know if you two need anything."

You both thanked him as you said your farewells and walked away, Neteyam glancing down at you multiple times. "...no?"

"No."

You continued on with your hunt, opting to look from afar rather than engage in a conversation with every boy you saw. You smiled and nodded at guys who didn't seem too bad, but you were silent for the most part. Neteyam wasn't dumb, you may not have been the closest but he could tell something was off. "Hey, we really don't have to do this if you don't want to."

"No, it's- it's fine," you quietly reassured him, letting a moment of silence pass by as you bit the inside of your cheek. "I'm just scared, you know? I'm going to be mated off with someone who I barely even know. Who I'm not even friends with. What if- what if I don't love him? What if he doesn't love me?" You worried, not realizing how Neteyam gently grasped your hand, squeezing it in comfort.

"Hey, you're going to be fine, alright? If you don't want to meet anyone new, maybe you'll grow to be fond of Ruto, and he'll learn to love you. Or maybe you'll even find someone else when you least expect it. But I'll always be here for you, you know that?"

Your heart clenched at the reminder of Ruto, and the limited time you had. You smiled wordlessly up at him, squeezing his hand back. "Thank you, Neteyam."

"Anytime."

Yet you can't help but feel as though everything won't be fine.

With your time running out and no new candidates, you settle for trying to get to know Ruto. You really have no clue where to start, but you find him on his ilu, probably coming back from a hunt.

"Ruto!" You called out, his head snapping up at response of his name. His eyes land on your own and you freeze, not knowing what to do when he sends a small smile your way, and starts heading over towards you.

You begin to panic, rethinking your decisions. What were you even thinking? You barely know him, he's probably just as confused as you are.

Before you can succumb to the rest of your thoughts, an unfamiliar voice snaps you out of it. "Hey, y/n," the boy greets, towering over you, piercing yellow eyes burning i to your own. "What's up?"

"Uhm-" you stutter, swallowing down your suddenly very dry throat. "Just walking around. Wanted to see what you were up to."

Ruto hums, nodding once he finally understands why you came to him. "This is about our- arrangement, isn't it?"

"Yeah."

"I'm sorry, that's it's all so awkward. Truth be told I wasn't for it either, but my parents were so insistent," he laughs at you when you groan in frustration. "How about this. We'll get to know each other. And if you really don't want to go through with this, we'll talk to them together."

You take a moment, considering his offer. There was no downside, really, at least for you. One hand, you make your parents and everyone else happy by finding a mate, or you get what you really want, a chance to finally get to know somebody, and take your time in choosing.

"Deal."

You and Ruto spent the next couple days together practically every minute, choosing activities that the other enjoyed, and learning more about each other the more you were together. Your parents were pleased at the interaction and word around the village traveled fast, everyone chattering about how you finally found 'the one'.

Neteyam ended up finding out the news from Lo'ak. Yes, it was his idea, but he couldn't help the way his heart sank when everyone was talking about you and your new mate, and how he was able to confirm the news with his own eyes when he spotted you two.

He sat in his family's marui, quieter than usual. Kiri and Lo'ak quickly noticed, exchanging knowing looks. "If you scrunch your face like that any longer, it's going to be permanent."

"Shut up, Lo'ak."

"I'm just saying. He's had that god awful pout on his face the past few days, it's bringing my mood down. What's wrong?"

Glaring his sibling's way, Neteyam only shook his head, eyes averting to the ocean. "Nothing's wrong."

"Something seems pretty wrong to me," Lo'ak stated, shrugging and leaning back casually. "Ever since y/n has been out and about with Ruto lately you seem all alone and missing her company and-"

The younger brother paused, mouth agape while his hand flies to cover it. "OH EYWA! You like y/n!"

"You are so slow sometimes, Lo'ak," Kiri rolled her eyes in annoyance, looking to Neteyam who seemed just about as surprised as his brother. "Don't tell me- you just realized too?"

She took his silence as a yes and pinched the bridge of her nose, sighing at both her brothers stupidity. "Neteyam, you cannot. She's betrothed to Ruto."

"I know." He replied quietly.

"And her parents aren't likely to change their minds."

"I know."

"And she actually seems to be enjoying his company lately."

"I know."

"So you better hurry up and tell her how you feel."

"I kn- wait, what?" Neteyam cut himself off, head swiveling to face the two. They only shrugged, as if it was the simplest thing in the world. "I can't just- just go and tell her how I feel."

"Why not? I mean really, what do you have to lose. If it doesn't work out then she ends up with Ruto anyways."

"You're not making me feel any better."

"Just go!"

So, like a man on a mission, Neteyam hurried to find you, only to see you with Ruto once more. He pauses mid-stride, wondering if this is really the best way to go about it. But in a moment of courage he acts on instinct, approaching you two.

You speak first, and when your laugh turns silent he can't help but feel as if he's intruding. "Neteyam? What's going on?"

"I just-" he stops himself, seeing Ruto stand next to you. He sees the way you two look together, almost perfect. Your beauty matches his own looks, and in no doubt would he provide well for you. His heart hammers in his chest, and cowardly, he averts the topic. "I was wondering if you've seen Ezo. I was thinking of taking you and my father's advice about reaching out to other women on the island."

"Oh," you quietly exclaimed, clearing your throat for whatever reason. "She was by the reef with Rotxo, last time I saw her."

He quickly thanked you and walked off, missing the way your face fell, and how Ruto was quick to console you.

"I guess I was wrong," you softly spoke, now sitting with both Tsireya and Ruto. Their eyes held sympathy for you, trying their best to help you in this complicated situation. "I mean, I really thought I had it all figured out. Me and Ruto were going to tell our parents that it isn't going to happen with us, and that I want to take it slow with someone I had in mind. And then he just- drops this on me!"

Tsireya rubs her hand on your shoulder in comfort, feeling sorry for her best friend. "Well- maybe it didn't even go well between them. For all we know, he could hate Ezo right now."

"Nobody hates Ezo." You state, Ruto quietly agreeing but still earning a glare from Tsireya.

"Maybe, just maybe, you should tell Neteyam how you feel anyways. He's looking for other women, but he's blind to the one just in reach."

"I don't know-" You start to protest, almost immediately getting cut off by both Ruto and Tsireya.

"No," they start, Ruto speaking up after. "You're going to tell Neteyam how you feel. Stop sulking on your butt and go get your man."

You whine and stomp your feet, childlike, before finally getting up. "Fine, I'm going. If this all goes wrong I'm blaming you both."

"Looking forward to it. Have fun!"

You wander along the sand, looking out of place and feeling more uncomfortable as more time passes. You try to spot Neteyam's dark blue skin, but to no avail, are unable to find him amongst the crowd of metkayina men.

Walking aimlessly and just about to give up on your search, you finally see him with Ezo, which is unsurprising. You can't decide if you should greet them, hide behind a tree, or hope that the ocean swallows you whole at any given moment. You opt for the latter, standing there awkwardly.

Neteyam greets you before you can say anything, and they both walk to you, and you decide to meet them halfway. They both wear a wide grin, and the sight feels like someone stabbed a dagger through your chest.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were with Ruto." Neteyam curiously piped up, making your chest throb even more when you think, he doesn't even want to see you.

"He just had some duties," you lie, shrugging carelessly. "I was just walking along here before I go back to my marui. What were you two up to?" You asked, hoping you wouldn't regret it.

"Well we spent most of the day together," Neteyam answered you, the truth making it feel like someone was slowly chipping away at your heart. "We swam and went on rides with the ilus..." he kept telling you about their day, but you stopped listening, zoning out.

We, we, we. It was funny how such a small word could cause you so much pain.

"Well that's lovely!" You faked a smile, blinking rapidly before tears would fall down your face. You turned away hastily, making your way in the opposite direction while yelling a jumble of words. Something along the lines of, "Wouldn't want to be in the way, see you later!"

Your face burns with embarrassment, thinking you could just march up and tell Neteyam that you want him, and he would willingly accept you. You think you got away, and then you hear him run up from behind you, making you shut your eyes tightly and hope he won't notice the red in your eyes.

"Y/n?" He called out worriedly, turning you around to face him, your eyes opening involuntarily. Ezo is nowhere to be seen, yet you really can't find it in you to care all that much. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Neteyam questions, on making you want to cry harder.

"So much," you croak, trying to stop your voice from cracking as you continued to talk. "So much is wrong. I'm such a mess. I met Ruto and I became friends with him but I can't even get myself to like him, and then I feel like everything's hopeless, and that I won't find someone I like here and then I meet you," you sniffle, wiping your nose with the back of your hand, "and for the longest I can't comprehend what I feel for you and by the time I realize it's too late because you've already went off and found another girl."

"Hey," he soothes, head dipping down so his eyes can meet your own. "Who says I don't feel the same way about you?"

"Even if you did," you cried out hopelessly, all your pent up feelings unraveling in front of the one person you didn't want it to. "You'd have to wait so long. I don't- I don't want to rush into this. It's tedious, having to wait for someone like me when there's girls like Ezo who are ready for you now."

"There's nothing tedious about waiting for the girl you want to be ready," Neteyam spoke softly still, his thumb rubbing against the inner part of your forearm. "And I don't want girls like Ezo," he laughed, his other hand cupping your cheek. "I want you."

Before you even have the chance to protest, or come up with some dumb excuse or reason why you aren't fit for him he presses his lips to yours, deeming it the best way to shut you up. His lips mold against yours almost perfectly, and he finally pulls away, his smile brighter than any stars in the sky. "I only want you," he whispers, lips brushing against yours once more.

"So take your time, alright?"

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a/n — anyways hope u enjoyed <33

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Morning Songs and Surprises (a Trolls fanfic)

Summary: As the Main 7 gather, Branch and Poppy turn out to be missing... where are they?

A/N: An idea for how part 4 might start :3

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Whenever there were Trolls, and a good mood in the air, there was always bound to be a song.

And, sure enough, there was.

Having just arrived from her home in Putt Putt Village, Viva prancing excitedly throughout Pop Village, appreciating the fresh, fun-filled atmosphere that her hometown provided that morning. Clay - her right-hand man and best friend - was right by her side, just as excited as she was, and joined in with the song she was singing.

“I got a feeling,

That tonight’s gonna be a good night,

That tonight’s gonna be a good, good night,

I got a feeling!”

It wasn’t long before they saw the long, distinctive purple hair of Clay’s older brother, Bruce. The Troll grooved his way into their path and also offered a tune.

“Oh, oh, sometimes I get a good feeling, yeah

I get a feeling that I never never never never had before, no no

I get a good feeling, yeah!”

He beamed when he saw his younger bro. “Yo, Clay!”

“Yo, Bruce!”

The brothers greeted each other with a series of fistbumps and claps that they so loved to do. “How’ve you been, man?” Clay asked.

“Oh, you know,” Bruce said. “It’s an islander’s life for me! Wife and kids are good, looking forward to seeing their Uncle Clay again,” he chuckled. Then, in a lower voice, he asked, “Any progress between the two of you?” He gestured to Viva behind his lime-green-haired brother.

“Bruce! I told you not to mention that!” he hissed urgently.

“Progress with what?” Viva asked curiously.

Clay blushed. “Nothing! Oh, hey, look, there’s John Dory!”

He was right. John Dory was impossible to miss. Not only did he drive around in an enormous, friendly caterbus named Rhonda, but he himself had a very boisterous personality.

“Wake me up before you go-go

'Cause I'm not planning on going solo,” he sang, “Wake me up before you go-go, ah, Take me dancing tonight, I wanna hit that high, yeah, yeah!!”

In his typical, physical manner, he swept his bros in for hugs, noogying their purple and lime-green heads.

“Hey, man, go easy on the hair!” Clay groaned after he was released.

John Dory glanced at the mop of messy locks and huffed. “Hmph! It’s not like it’ll matter anyway.”

Viva was ecstatic. “We’re almost all here!” she said, after doing a brief headcount to herself. “I think we’re missing - “

“Floyd!” the bros suddenly cried, seeing the serene, magenta-haired Troll gracefully glide over to them, his voice sweet and soothing when he sang.

“My youth, my youth is yours

A truth so loud you can't ignore

My youth, my youth, my youth

My youth is yours….”

“Yay!” Viva shouted, giving him his greeting hug. “Now, that just leaves Branch and Poppy! Have you seen them, Floyd?”

“Actually, no,” Floyd admitted.

“No? Bro, I thought you were roomies!” John Dory said, remembering how Floyd had shacked up with Branch in his bunker after the entire ordeal in Mount Rageous was over.

The Troll shrugged. “I guess he must have left before I woke up.”

“Oh,” Viva said, wondering what to do from here. She grinned when she saw a certain sparkly baby bounce by, rapping a song.

“Every time you see me

That Tiny’s just so hype

I'm dope on the floor

And I'm magic on the mic

Now, why would I ever

Stop doing this?

With others making records

That just don't hit!”

“Tiny Diamond!” the Putt Putt Queen gushed. “Have you seen my sis and their bro?”

“Oh, you mean Uncle Branch and Auntie Poppy?” he asked, nodding his head. “I sure as heck did! I think they went off, um, this way! Come on!” He waved his glittery hand for her and the bros to follow. They scurried along behind him, and came across some bushes.

“I think it was just behind here!” he said, parting the leaves and calling out. “Hey, Uncle Branch! Aunt Poppy! Your siblings are here to see youEEEWWWWWW!” Tiny Diamond cut himself off, grossed out. “Cover your eyes, people! Cover your EYES!!”

Viva, Clay, Bruce, John Dory, and Clay all saw the reason why Tiny had reacted so, because what he had unveiled was indeed Poppy and Branch - and they were kissing!

“Oh!” Floyd blushed, and looked away to give them some space.

“WhoaHO!” John Dory exclaimed, grinning broadly.

“WOW!” Viva squealed, delighted to see her sister and her boyfriend so in love.

“Nice,” Bruce and Clay said at the same time, fistbumping again.

“What's wrong with y'all? This is gross!” Tiny grumbled, and then to Poppy and Branch said, “Get a room!”

“Oh, hi guys!” Poppy greeted, her cheeks notably pinker than the rest of her.

Branch was not so cheerful as his girlfriend at having his romantic makeout session interrupted.

“Come on, guys… haven’t you ever heard of privacy?!”

__________________________________________ A/N: Songs used are "I Got a Feeling" by the Black Eyed Peas, "Good Feeling" by FloRida, "Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go" by Wham!, "YOUTH" by Troye Sivan, and "Can't Touch This" by MC Hammer :)

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Anonymous: <p>I have a Travis request!!!</p><p>X reader meets his parents fluff xxx</p>

Mama Kelce was kind of famous. There wasn’t a football fan who hadn’t heard her name or known how proud she was of both of her professional NFL player sons. That should be intimidating enough, right? Add to that the fact that Travis was a mama’s boy, and you were a bundle of nerves as you were driving to Travis’s parents’ house for dinner. You were meeting them for the first time, and Travis was ecstatic because he had already planned your future together and this was just the first of many steps.

“Will you relax?” Travis asked as he chuckled from the driver’s seat, the look of fear of your face very evident. You gave him wide eyes as you adjusted your dress. “Do you think this is an appropriate dress? I didn’t want to seem like a slut, but I really didn’t have anything conservative enough.” Travis grabbed your hand, giving it gentle squeeze to ground you. “Baby, you’re rambling. I promise you my mom and dad will not care about what you’re wearing. They just want to meet you.” You let out a breath, trying to relax.[[MORE]]

As soon as the front door swung open, Donna was enveloping you in a tight hug. “It’s so nice to finally meet you, Y/N! Travis has talked about you non-stop.” You looked at Travis who was blushing. “Mom, let’s not.” He motioned for her to stop talking, but the damage was done. “Come in, come in.” Donna ushered you into the foyer, where you were greeted by Travis’ dad, Ed. He pulled you in for a hug as well, a lot gentler than Donna, which surprised you because Travis always said his dad was more reserved. “Nice to meet you, Y/N. Let’s get you guys into the living room, can’t wait to get to know you.” You gave Travis eyes as you walked in front of him. He just smiled, knowing that they loved you already.

Donna handed you a glass of water as you settled on the couch next to Travis. “Thank you, Mrs. Kelce.” She waved off your formality as she sat down on the other side of the coffee table. “Please, call me Donna. Travis tells us you’re from New York. Were you raised there?” You nodded as you swallowed your mouth full of water. “Yes, originally from Queens.” “Travis tells us you have three sisters and two brothers. Such a big family!” You looked at Travis who was avoiding eye contact with you, focusing on his fingernails. “Yeah, I do. I’m the youngest. Did he also tell you my blood type?” You laughed, the room erupting in laughter at your joke. “I like her, Travis.” Ed nodded at his son, giving you a genuine smile. Travis placed a hand on your thigh, a reassuring sign that you could relax, and for the first time all night, you finally did.

You learned a lot about Travis’ childhood over dinner. “Wait, I had no idea that Travis took ballet classes!” You threw your head back in laughter at this realization. “Yep,” Donna nodded, “we were trying to find something for him to do to get his energy out. He was too young for football, so we put him in dance classes. He was really good!” You rubbed Travis’ back as he tried to hide his embarrassment. “I can show you photos after dinner.” “Don’t you dare!” Travis pointed at his mom. “Oh, come on baby, I have to see these now. There is no way I’m leaving without seeing the photos. And maybe leaving with some copies” you whispered over to Donna.

With the night coming to an end, you were so happy that the dinner had gone well. “We’ll see you at the game next weekend, right?” Ed asked as you were walking out the door. “Of course, can’t wait to catch up again.” You gave them both a wave as you headed to the car. Once you were sure that they were gone, you broke out into a dance, the awkward movements making Travis chuckle. “God you are a terrible dancer.” You ignored him, breaking into the running man. Travis laid his arms on the hood of his car, admiring your silliness. You finally stopped when you were out of breath, placing your hands on your knees. “What was that for?” Travis asked. “Are you kidding?”, you pointed back to the house, “that went so well. I was so scared they were going to hate me, and they don’t! They love me.”

“I told you they were going to love you.” Travis added as he opened the car door. You slid into your seat, and Travis immediately locked lips with you, cupping your face with both of his hands. “I love you.” You looked up at Travis, his eyes filled with love. “I love you too, baby.” He didn’t tell you that night, but it was first time he realized you were the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

#travis kelce fluff #travis kelce fic #travis kelce imagine #travis kelce x reader #travis kelce #traviskelce #nfl fan fic #nfl fic #nfl fluff #nfl imagine

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julianalvarez9 · 11 months

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"don't you know what you're doing to me? " "you look good with my hands around your throat." w Ruben Dias pls

attention / rúben dias

summary: wearing your brother's best friend's jersey, in normal circumstances, wouldn't mean anything other than your support for the club where your brother plays. except, you have a slightly more complicated relationship with the owner of the last name displayed in your back.

pairing: rúben dias x stones!reader

prompts: "don't you know what you're doing to me?" + "you look good with my hands around your throat" from this list.

mentions of: unestablished relationship, bit of vulgar language, implications of past sexual encounters (?

author's note: not as smuttish (? as i'd like it to be, but i loved the concept of rúben x stones!r too much 😮‍💨 if anyone has any ideas or concepts for this pair i'll work on them right away 🙏🏻

wc: 1.2k

you never really cared what you wore inside your home, which you shared with your older brother, john. it was always baggy shorts or joggers, depending on the weather, and a random shirt: more often than not, belonging to his wardrobe, fitting you like a dress due to the size difference between john and you.

but today, you did it on purpose.

you knew messing around with rúben wasn't the smartest idea: not only due to him being a footballer, which was bad enough on its own, since your brother made you swear when you were fifteen that you'd never date one, but because he was your brother's best friend.

and if the whole ordeal wasn't bad enough for you, rúben had the audacity of ghosting you for a week, before coming to see your brother, not even sparing a glance at you.

truth was, last time you two were together, his mind slipped. he had told you the infamous three words in the heat of the moment, and although you two hadn't discussed it when you finished your funny business, rúben was punishing himself for it. he knew he said it because he meant it, but he also knew that there was no possibility of you two ever getting together. that's what you had told him from the start: "1. we're not friends. 2. no feelings involved. 3. john can't know".

so, it was understandable, from an outsider's point of view, why he was trying to distance himself from you, but since rúben never told you the reason, you were pissed. rightfully pissed.

that was the reason behind today's attire: shorts and rúben's number 3 on your back.

when john saw you this morning, at breakfast, he didn't even spare a glance. he knew you had a few jerseys belonging to his teammates, including a kevin de bruyne one that you cherished with your life, almost never wearing it, only on special occasions. but john had seen you repping the dias surname on your back, and not once questioned it. not even today, when he knew that his friend would be coming to play some video games, enjoying the free day off training that the team got after the fa cup final won the day before against man united.

staying seated on the couch after breakfast, wasting time scrolling on your phone wasn't strange behavior for you, either. you stayed there until you heard your brother open the door and greeted his friend in, giving you the perfect excuse to go back to your room: they were gonna play their video games for hours, and you weren't about to be hours on end looking at a screen, enduring the angry shouts of two grown men.

you jumped up, picking up your phone and water bottle to go, just when rúben was walking onto the living room now, happily chatting to john until he saw you standing there. you waved, displaying a friendly smile on your face, even if your blood was boiling at the sight of the portuguese who couldn't even text back, but who could come to your house so shamelessly -even if he wasn't planning to see you. still, you made sure that he could see your figure disappearing when you left the room, and with it, his name clearly printed across your back.

you weren't even thinking about rúben anymore the next time that you exited your room. you simply were trying to get to the kitchen to refill your water bottle, and you did just that. yeah, it should have seemed a little strange to you that you couldn't hear any shouts from your brother's best mate, but you attributed it to the fact that he was generally calmer than john; he was competitive, but not at your brother's level. you didn't think anyone could match him, to be honest. so, it shouldn't have surprised you to find him, seated on your bed when you came back to your room, but still, it did.

"you're doing it on purpose, aren't you?" he questions, his tone not wavering once. you try not to look into his face when he gets closer, bringing you all the way into the room to close the door behind you softly, as to not raise suspicions. when you murmur a soft "i don't know what you're talking about" you can't see how his browns crease due to your gaze being focused on the ceiling above to avoid his eyes. he can still see the lie painted all across your face, and most importantly, the proof resting on your figure, so he forcefully angles your face by your jaw to finally connect his brown eyes with yours.

the act takes you by surprise, and you shove his hand out of your face. "what the fuck, rúben!?" you whisper-shout, and you worry when you remember your brother's not too far away from the room in which you two are in.

he scoffed. "don't ignore me now" rúben scolds, and you roll your eyes at him, annoyed, which only infuriates him more. he has to stop his desire to smash his mouth into yours, because after a week, he does think he'd be able to stop, not even when his best friend could walk in on you any minute. "acting innocent now," he continues, holding onto your waist with a bruising force. "don't you know what you're doing to me? flaunting my name on your back" he says, tugging your shirt one, two, three times, with so much force you think he's gonna rip it off your body. "while i can't do anything about it?".

you laugh bitterly at his argument. "well, that's entirely your fault, big boy".

the mocking way you use to refer to him has him laughing bitterly and throwing his head back in resignation. "how is it my fault?", rúben questions, and it's like he genuinely doesn't know, which only fuels your anger more. "i don't know, maybe try not messing around with your best mate's little sister and then ghost her for a week, right?".

"stop with the attitude," he scolds, and his hand, previously grasping your cheeks to get your full attention, slides down your throat, pressing onto it lightly. you gasp at the small pressure, and his eyes shine with lust. "you look good with my hands around your throat, did you know that?".

he grins when your whimper at his filthy praise, and you use the small moment of distraction to reach for the back of his neck to draw him in. its been a couple of days now, longer than it has ever been since your little arrangement started, at least, so the kiss is anything but gentle, tongue and teeth clashing against each other. you know that, if you continue this path, your floor will be covered with your clothes and his, so yo need to stop it, with the last bit of clear judgment you have in your brain. "we're not fucking with my brother in the next room".

he laughs against your neck, and it has your neck erupting in goosebumps with the way his hot breath fan across your skin. "who said anything about fucking?" he asks, continuing with the neck kisses after the rhetorical question, and his touches leave you forgetting everything, including that your brother is probably looking for him.

"i won the game, rúben! 5-0!" john screams, and by the way it sounds so far away, you can breathe since he's still in the living room. "where the fuck are you?".

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zoeykallus · 1 year

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Once again, love your work so much! You seem totally flooded with asks, but if you have time would I pretty please be able to get a teensy smutty one shot with Medic!Reader and Imperial!Crosshair after cross is rescued from the platform? Much love <3

Aloha! Thank you! Love to read that 😊

Sounds like a good idea, let me see what I can do with that.... I hope fem reader is okay, you didn't really say.

Imperial!Crosshair x Medic!Fem!Reader One-shot - The Quiet Visitor

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Warning: Explicit/ Sexual Content/PiV/Cunnilingus/Fingering/Dub-Con (?)/18+

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You've seen him many times in your station. He makes you nervous every time. CT 9904, also called Crosshair. He's a clone, but a special one, he's not like his brothers, stands out among them, visually, but also in terms of his abilities and personality.

Crosshair has been in your care before, mostly just routine examinations, or minor injuries. Today was no exception. After Crosshair was stuck on Kamino for 32 rotations, you do another follow-up a week after he came back to the Star Destroyer.

He looks better today. He's shaved, he's eaten, he's washed, and he's wearing fresh clothes. When he came back from Kamino three days ago, he had a full beard, had been filthy and half-starved. Here and now, he looked like himself again, just as you remembered him.

"Good morning," you say kindly, yet as neutrally as possible.

As always, he looks at you piercingly and scrutinizing instead of answering or returning the greeting, and as always, his gaze tingles along your spine as if he were touching you.

"I see, still not very talkative," you say with a sigh.

Crosshair silently sits down on the exam table and you do the usual tests. A quick blood sample, pulse check, cardiac listening, palpation of lymph nodes.

"Any complaints? Have you been eating well, drinking enough fluids in the last few days?"

When he doesn't answer again, you feel a little annoyance rising in you.

"Listen, Crosshair, if you don't give me answers to my questions, I can classify you as unfit for duty, and you'll be sitting on the waiting bench for quite a while before you're allowed to go on the next mission," you grumble, looking at him challengingly.

His expression changes, his eyes become critical slits.

He growls, "I'm fine."

"Is that so? Well, as a medical officer, that's my call".

His hand jerks forward and grips your wrist like a vice.

"Then you better make the right decision" he growls with a threatening undertone.

Your heart is beating up to your neck, you are nervous, but still you say calmly, "Then answer my questions and I can make the right decision. So, what's it going to be?"

He sighs and lets go of you again.

"Like I said, I'm fine. I'm eating, drinking and recovering well."

You nod slowly.

"Okay, that's better."

Suddenly you see him smirk.

He says, "You're enjoying this, aren't you? The power you have over me here, theoretically."

You blink in surprise, swallowing nervously.

"I don't know what you mean."

The smirk widens, "Oh yes you do, you know very well. But what about the other way around? Is there someone who has some power over you? Someone who makes your knees buckle and shows you what's what?"

You put the stethoscope aside and frown at him. Does he really mean what you think?

"No. Not really. Why do you ask?"

He stands up from the examination table, grabs your shoulders, and pushes you against the same table he was sitting on before.

You are completely surprised and don't quite know how to react at first. Tingles run down your spine again, but this time the tingles move between your thighs as well.

"Maybe you need someone to do just that for you?"

You can't believe it yourself, but you answer him breathlessly, "Maybe."

You hear him laugh softly.

"I knew it."

He had taken off his gear for the examination and is wearing only his blacks. The tight-fitting fabric can't hide as movement announces itself in his crotch and his length begins to swell as you look up at him, mesmerized.

He's standing so close to you, has your back pressed against the top of the exam table, so close together that you can feel his body heat.

"Let's turn the tables," he says softly in his raspy voice, "Sit on the table and be a good patient."

You hesitate, but only for a second or two. You comply with the request, heart pounding, cheeks heated, and a subliminal but steadily increasing tingle between your thighs.

"Do you want me to help you undress?" you hear him ask.

You know what he means, what he wants from you. Actually, you shouldn't do that, you both could get in a lot of trouble, lose your jobs, get demoted or worse. But oddly enough, you don't care, and he doesn't seem to either.

You nod because you're at a loss for words, but that's not enough for him.

"Tell me," he murmurs, and his face comes so close that your lips almost touch, but only almost.

"Undress me!", you press over your lips and the very next second, you feel his hands on you, undoing buttons and buckles and pulling garment after garment off your body.

He smirks and says, "Looks pretty healthy to me. But let's play it safe."

His hands wander over your body, in some places gliding ghostly over your skin, in others reaching out, groping, massaging, testing. You can't believe that you are sitting naked in front of him. Your gaze wanders down to see the definite bulge in his crotch, and he catches you as your eyes wander along the bulge in his blacks, examining.

"We'll deal with that soon enough" he says, lifting your chin with his fingers, so you face him again.

His lips touch yours, warmer and softer than you expected. His hand settles flat on your breastbone and pushes you back.

"Be a good patient and lie down. That's it. Legs apart, place your feet on the edge of the table. Perfect."

Your legs spread, you lie on the table, knees bent, offering him a flawless view of your pubic. One hand grips one of your thighs, the other rests gently on your belly and slowly moves down to the heated triangle between your legs.

As his long fingers curiously caress your damp folds, a soft, excited sigh escapes you.

"Looks very good, but we want to be thorough, don't we?"

His lips touch one of your thighs first, traveling lazily along it, tenderly to the heat of your center. You can feel his breath on your pussy.

"A taste test seems in order," you hear him say.

You know what's coming, and yet the touch of his lips on your pearl drives through your body like a shock. You flinch, but one of his hands presses you firmly to the table, so you don't slip away from him.

You hear him hum, make a noise like he's tasting his favorite dish, as your pearl is between his lips and tongue and begins to play with it. His lips suck on your sensitive pearl as the tip of his tongue applies pressure in circular motions.

You moan and whimper softly, feeling your pussy contract. Crosshair's free hand moves under his chin and to the opening of your slick walls, a finger penetrating between them.

He is far too good with his mouth, so good that your thighs soon tremble with aroused tension and the tingling continues to rise quickly and steadily to a climax. As a second finger slides into your pussy, you bite your hand to stifle the loud moan that wants to escape you.

Your walls tighten around his fingers. Crosshair tickles your clit with his tongue and lips to produce the most intense orgasm you've ever felt up to that point. The climax tingles every nerve ending, pulsing through your center and making waves to cloud your mind. Despite your hand between your teeth, your moan cannot be ignored.

Crosshair works you through the echo of your climax. For a moment, he lets go of you. His fingers slide out of your pussy and his mouth leaves your pearl. But right after, his tongue drives deep into your dripping wet cleft. Your moan almost equals a scream.

"Tastes good," he growls into your folds and licks you out like he's starving.

You shiver and twitch, the over-stimulation intense yet delightful. Crosshair keeps you pressed firmly to the table and drills his tongue between your wet folds again and again. When he finally lets go of you, you're a quivering, panting mess.

You dare a look at his face, see him wipe his mouth and chin with the back of his hand, and the wry smirk on his lips.

"Now we get to the ultimate test".

Crosshair pulls down his Blacks, his hard length plopping out from behind them. Thick, long, veiny and pre-cum leaking.

He looks you right in the face as he guides his tip to your opening, finally penetrating you inch by inch. He fills you completely, stretching your little hole. Crosshair takes a deep, savoring breath.

"I'm going to enjoy this very much," he growls softly, "You have no idea how many times I've thought about doing just that to you."

You are surprised, never would you have expected him to ever desire you in this way, especially because he is always so silent.

As he begins to move inside you, every thought is wiped away. His hands have a grip on your hips, tight and demanding, as he very quickly thrusts into you more and more hungrily, splitting your pussy on his cock.

Crosshair closes his eyes for a moment and listens to your sighs, moans and whimpers. When he opens them again, he licks his lips, can still taste you on them.

"Good girl, such a good patient".

He takes you hard, but not brutally. He is always on the border between deliciously rough and pain, but he never crosses it. Your hand moves down between your thighs, your fingertips find your pearl and begin to rub it hungrily.

"Good," Crosshair gasps, "A patient who cooperates, I like that. Rub that sweet little thing, Kitten, I want to see you cum again".

It's like his voice is carrying you, your arousal peaks again. Your walls literally cling to his cock as your entire abdomen tightens in arousal.

"F-fuck," you hear him between clenched teeth, cursing softly.

While the echo of your orgasm still fades, his thrusts become erratic, his shaft throbbing in your cleft, and you feel him cum inside you.

Breathing heavily, you both pause for a brief moment. When he finally pulls his softening cock out of you, you feel his seed running down your thighs. Crosshair grabs some sterile wipes and carefully wipes away the mess he left on you.

Afterward, as your eyes meet, and he's getting dressed again, he says, "So, you think I'm fit for duty?"

You nod.

"Very."

He smirks, finally puts a toothpick between his lips, and comes closer to the table once again just as you are putting your pants back on.

"We should do intense exams like this more often," he teases, tracing a finger under your chin.

You hold perfectly still for a moment until his finger loses contact with your skin again.

"Maybe we should start a weekly routine checkup. Just in case," you suggest.

Crosshair rolls the toothpick from the right corner of his mouth to the left and finally says, "If it doesn't get in the way of my suitability for duty, I'll be only too happy to be your patient"

With a shy little smile, you say, "I'll handle it."

Crosshair nods, takes his toothpick out of his mouth for a moment, kisses your temple, then puts on his helmet and says as he leaves the med bay, "See you next week then."

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gh0stsp1d3r · 10 months

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I love your teenagers series so much it’s so refreshing to see someone writing Miguel as a father figure to me since I see him as a father to me😭

I was wondering if you could do a part where you’re at a family gathering and you show your family to Hobie, it would also mean a lot if you could add some parts of Miguel and reader having some fun bonding time while Hobie is having fun with her other family members!?!?

𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬... 𝐏𝐭 𝟏𝟗

Miguel’s such a softie in thsi 🥲 glad you like it!!

Alcohol, that’s really the only warning

Even though Miguel didn’t have much family, he had his mom and his brother, along with some distant uncles and aunts.

And today was one of the dreaded family gatherings (dreaded for Miguel, not really you)

“So, you know how I was talking to grandma?”

“Yeah… what about it?” Miguel narrowed his eyes at you. He continued to fix his watch.

“And you know how today we’re going to the family gathering…”

“What are you getting at?” He put the watch down for a moment and looked at you.

“So she was asking about Hobie.. and she wanted him to come with.”

“You told my mom about Hobie?” He said, groaning.

“Yeah! She’s my grandma, obviously-“

“Fine.. god your uncle is gonna be so excited.” He said, remembering his brother and how he had always loved you.

“Uncle Gabes gonna be there?” You asked, with a smile.

“Yeah.. sadly.” He shook his head.

“Thanks Miguel, you’re the best.” You smiled and walked away, letting him go back to what he was doing.

“Mhm..” he hummed, dreading it even more now.

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The car ride was the worst. You could tell Miguel was frustrated by the grip on the steering wheel.

Hobie and you laughed and talked in the back seats. You took multiple pictures, and kissed a lot too, but everytime you did Miguel barked at you two to stop (which Hobie did not do)

Finally he pulled up to the driveway and exited the car, you and Hobie quickly left the car too, you held his hand.

Miguel glared at you both and rolled his eyes, going into the back of the house.

When you said small gathering, this isn’t exactly what hobie had thought.

There was tons of people, surely they weren’t all your family…?

His palms started to sweat at the amount of people, you looked at him.

“Are you nervous?” You giggled, it was rare for him to be nervous or scared at all.

“Nah, dunno what you talkin’ bout.” He rolled his eyes, taking his hand away and wiping it on his jacket.

Miguel told him to look presentable, and he did the opposite. He had on a band t-shirt, a Sex Pistols one at that. The vulgar name had Miguel almost passing out. He had his vest on (as always) and a comfortable pair of baggy jeans, and his combat boots he always wore.

He immediately started to get weird looks from people, you greeted a ton of people, smiling and talking to them in Spanish. Then you grabbed his hand and went up to who he guessed was your uncle.

You hugged him quickly, smiling and he smiled back widely.

“Y/n! I didn’t expect to see you guys here.” You pulled away from the hug.

“I didn’t expect it either, honestly. Miguel didn’t wanna come but I practically begged, I missed you guys.”

“Así que, ¿ése es tu novio?” He asked, nudging your shoulder and looking at Hobie.

(So, is that your boyfriend)

“It is! Gabriel, this is Hobie.” You said, Hobie moved closer so that he could shake his hand.

“And Hobie this is Gabriel.”

“You look great! I mean, everyone else here might be a little angry about it but I like it. It’s cool.” Your uncle said.

Hobie laughed. “Yeah, thanks man. Heard a lot ‘bout you.” He put his hand back in his pockets.

His thick accent caught Gabriel off guard. “Yeah, I’ve heard a lot about you.” he laughed.

“Well, I’m flattered.” Hobie said, and looked back at you.

You just smiled at them both.

“Alright, go say hi to everyone else.” Gabriel said. “I’ll catch up later.” He nodded.

“See you!” You said, and walked away from him.

“Yo, Miguel!” You heard his voice say in the distance.

You giggled and looked at Hobie.

“So, what do you think about everyone?”

“They’re… interesting.” He said, and his mind went to one of your aunts who called him handsome.

“They’re cool, they just gotta warm up to you.” You said, and went to where you knew your grandma would be.

“Abuela.” You said, she looked at you quickly and smiled, ignoring who she was talking to and going up to you.

She gasped and messed with your face, squishing your cheeks.

“Oh, look at you! You’re so grown now I haven’t seen you in forever.” She rambled on and on, then noticed Hobie looking around behind you.

“Es que su novio?” She looked at him, you nodded.

(Is that your boyfriend?)

She looked at him weirdly, he noticed and quickly introduced himself.

“Hello, Mrs. O’Hara.. I’m Hobie.” He held his hand out again. His British accent shocked her as well, and she furrowed her eyebrows and shook his hand anyways.

“Al menos me llama por mi apellido.” She looked back to you.

(At least he calls me by my last name)

Hobie now furrowed his eyebrows.

“Es guapo.” She nodded to him and you snickered.

(He’s handsome)

Hobie just looked in confusion and you both laughed at his expression.

You saw Miguel in the back, taking a drink and trying to get away from everyone.

“Hey, can you stay here for a sec? Just talk to anyone.” You said. He nodded and your uncle Gabe seemed to find him in seconds (because he was so tall)

You went up to Miguel, he was in an empty space in the back, with a creek hidden behind a bunch of trees. He sat on the edge, his legs dangling down near the creek.

“Hey.” You said quietly.

He jumped at you, and turned around to look at you.

“Hey.. what’s up? Where’d Hobie go?”

“He’s hanging out with Gabe I think.” You laughed and sat next to him.

“I knew they would get along.” He took another sip of the beer.

“Yeah.” You shook your head and looked ahead.

“You alright?” You asked after a while of silence.

“I’m fine. Jus’ thinking.” He shrugged.

“About what?”

“Sometimes I think about how you and Gabriella would’ve gotten along so well. These just always remind me of her.. you know?”

“Yeah. I know.” You knew of the pictures of her in the house.

You guys sat in silence for a while.

“You figure out what you wanna do yet?”

You sighed. “I think I.. I kinda wanna use them, like you and Hobie. I wanna know how to use them, I wanna help people, I just.. keep feeling this calling and…”

He looked at you, and smiled softly. He pat your shoulder.

“I’ll help you. We both will. If that’s what you wanna do.” He said.

“It is..”

“Alright.” He said and nodded, he was proud.

“I’m proud of you, you know?” He said quietly.

Your eyes widened, and slightly teared up. A tear spilled from your eyes and he laughed quietly.

“Thank you.”

“Of course. We should probably get back before Hobie gets drunk or something.” Miguel said.

When you both got back, Hobie was there, putting an arm around Gabe and people laughing and dancing around with him. You both watched in amusement.

“You think he’s drunk?”

“I think they’re all drunk.” You snorted, and took the beer from his hands, taking a sip yourself.

Miguel shook his head and laughed as you walked up to Hobie, him smiling and kissing you the second he saw you.

“Teenagers…”

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Birthday Tears (Bo Sinclair x Birthday!Reader)

Part 3 (Final part) (Bo and Reader are 27/28 YO)

A/N: This is the 3rd and final part of Borthday Tears. Let me know how you like this story and also feel free to request anything! P.S. I'm SO sorry this took so long!

Warnings: None but pure fluff

Summary: It's been a few years since the day the reader cried on their birthday. Now it's readers birthday once again and they're finally adults. Bo wants to propose to her as his biggest birthday present to her. But... when he does she starts crying, with happiness.

Part 1 Part 2

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Today was the day. It was your 28th birthday and Bo was gonna propose just like he promised himself a few years ago. He was planning something big yet small at the same time and his brothers were helping him. He somehow even got your best friends to help.

Bo was think of taking you to your guys' spot, which is a place next to a lake only he knew about even before killing people, and having a picnic. He would also like to have a campfire while there.

One of your friends was the one cooking, Another one was baking, The third one was out and about in the next towns over to keep you distracted, Vincent wrapped your gifts, Lester was with you and your friend. Bo, he was out at the lake decorating. He wanted it to be perfect.

When he was done he texted Lester to tell him to get you guys back to Ambrose.

He went up to your shared bedroom and got himself ready. He showered real quick then got dressed. He wore a jean jacket, a flannel, jeans, a pair of work boots, and his famous 'Sweet bird 69' hat.

He looked at himself one more time before looking at his phone and saw a text from Lester.

Les: We're almost home!

Bo: OK, just bring her back here so she can get ready. I'm gonna head out and finish getting the place ready.

Les: We'll be back in 5

Bo put his phone in his back pocket and grabbed a very special box and ran downstairs. The friends that were still there handed him a basket filled with food.

"Thank you so much for doing this, I really appreciate it" he thanked.

"Anything for our best friend and her future husband" one of them winked, playfully. The other nodding.

Bo walked out to his truck and put the basket in the passenger side. He looked at the sky and noticed that the temp isn't hot, but it's slightly cold. But that's OK. He hopped into his truck and drove off.

Not even 3 minutes later Lester pulled into the yard and parked. You and your best friend hopped out of his truck, grabbed your shopping bags and walked inside. Your friends greeted you and you walked upstairs to your room, only to find a note sticking to the door. You grabbed it and went inside. You dropped your bags, walk over to the bed, and sat down to read it.

'I'll be back soon to pick you up for the date, get cleaned up and ready, while I'm gone. Text me when you're ready. I love you ~ Bo ♡'

"Aww" you thought. You ran to the bathroom and got into the shower. When you were done you ran to your shared room and put on a new dark blue lingerie set you bought. You also put on a new pair of jeans and a black, cropped tank top, you threw on one of Bo's flannels, which was huge on you, and finally put on a pair of Converse. You sat down on the bed and texted him.

You: Hey baby I'm ready!

Baby: Alright baby girl I'll be there in about 15

You: ok! Can't wait to see you!

You sat in the kitchen waiting for Bo to pull up. While you waited you talked about stuff with Vincent, Lester, and your friends to kill some time. He finally pulled up and you walked outside. As soon as he saw you his jaw dropped. You opened the door and he whistled lowly. "Well look at you, there sexy girl". You climbed in and kissed him passionately, getting red lipgloss on him.

You guys drove off and talked about anything and everything. When you got there, you walked through the small maze to get to the lake spot. You gasped when you saw what he did.

The spott was somewhat cleaned up and there were fairy lights hanging everywhere. There was a small area with a blanket with food on it and a small firepit built. He took one of your hands that was covering you mouth and kissed it.

"Ya like it?" Bo asked, eyes full of hope. "Oh my God Bo! I fuckin love it!" You shouted. "I thought you would." He grinned.

You kissed him and walked over to sit on the blanket. Bo rushed over to the blanket and patted his lap after he sat down. You happily went and sat down on him. He grinned and put his chin on your shoulder as you both began eating. There were sandwiches, fruit, and a few bottles of beer.

A while after you guys ate and sat there cuddling. Bo patted your thigh to get you to stand up. He finally kneels on one knee and pulled out a small, important box that just so happened to hold a ring. You put your hands on your mouth.

"Now I ain't one for sappy shit but, you've been the best thing in my life. You've been my safe space since I met you all those years ago in 1st grade. You've tolerated me for years. You're the light to my darkness. I love you so damn much. So Y/F/N (your full name), will you marry me?"

You stood there crying, your mascara running down your face. You finally gave him an answer he was waiting for. "Yes!" He sighed out of relief and put the ring on your finger. You flung your arms around him making him fall backwards. You both wore grins on your faces. Little do you know that he asked Vincent to get pictures of the proposal.

Vincent eventually came out of the bushes. Along with Lester and your friends. You all gave hugs before heading home.

As you were cuddled up with Bo, you were admiring the ring. He looked over at you and smiled "I love you baby" "I love you too baby boy!" And with that you both fall asleep soon to get married.

#bo sinclair #house of wax #slasher #slasher boyfriend #slasher x reader #bo sinclair x reader

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sainz-leclerc · 2 years

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street/racer!charles , street/racer!arthur AU

Charles , Arthur and their friends would arrange ilegal street races , and maybe your older brother would be a competitor.

Imagine him loosing a race and being in-debt to the Leclerc brothers and agreeing to race in one more to clear his tab.

You would sneak out after him that exact night , wanting to see what he was doing out this late at night.

Looking around , you didn’t notice the stares that were thrown towards you by Charles and Arthur Leclerc.

You also didn’t notice you brother approaching you “what are you doing here ?” He whisper shouted at you .

“Wanted to see what you’re up to . What is all of this ?” since when did he get into street racing , and how long has he been doing it for.

“Go home y/n” he said annoyed , and before you could reply a voice spoke from behind you. “Who’s this sweetie y/l/n ?”

Turning around , you were greeted by two boys , one slightly older than the other. The younger one had blonde hair and piercing green-blue eyes while the older one had a mop of brunette hair and the same deep green eyes.

Before your brother could intervene , your smart mouth opened on its own accord “excuse me , who are you ?”

The younger one stepped closer , kissing the top of your hand “Arthur Leclerc ma chérie” he winked at you.

He then pointed over to the other man “this is my brother , Charles . What brings you here love ? And why exactly are you talking to y/l/n of all people ?”

Just as you were about to throw another witty remark, your brother stepped between you two. “She’s my little sister Arthur . She’s was just about to go home” he then turned to you “y/n , go home . now ! ”

You didn’t have a chance to argue as Charles spoke up “the only place she’s going is in our car . She’s racing with us tonight”

“Come on man , it’s too dangerous for her” your brother argued , being pulled away by Charles.

Arthur turned once again towards you “Y/n , that’s a pretty name” he smirked at you.

“How about yo-" you were interrupted by your brother screaming .

“YOU COULD KILL HER”

Him and Charles joined you and Arthur once again , one of Charles’s arms wrapping around your shoulder while Arthur’s snaked it’s way around your waist.

“Don’t worry y/l/n , we’ll take extra care of her” Charles turned towards you and sent you a cheeky wink. “What do you say mon amour , ride with us ?”

“No she is not” you brother intervened.

Charles threw his brother a quirk of an eyebrow , Arthur nodding , his hand squeezing your waist. He then turned to your brother “we’ll double your debt”

At that your brothers face fell. but before he could reply , Arthur spoke up “However , if she rides with us tonight , we’ll let you off the hook . Seems fair to me , right Charles ?”

“Also , if she enjoys it she’s welcomed back here whenever she wants . Only if she rides with us” Charles winked at you.

“Guys come on , she’s m-"

“I think She can speak for herself b/n” you remarked , making Arthur laugh and Charles let out a whistle .

Both the brothers turned their eyes back onto you “Well then chérie, what do you say ? Promise not to go too fast” Arthur teased , smirking at you .

You took one last look at your brother , knowing you guys couldn’t afford whatever debt he had to them , especially doubled .

“Alright , I’ll go with you two” you finally said

“Atta girl ” Charles smiled at you , taking ahold of your hand and tugging you towards their cars.

Arthur slapped your brother on the back , sending him a cheeky wink “promise to bring her back in one piece b/n” he took another second before speaking again “if she’ll be a good girl of course”

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VALENTINES DAY ;

a/n : without spoiling too much, this isn't a romantic fic, and you will read why. just fili and kili being cuties. thank you for the idea @mossthebogwitch. this is rather short but i wanted to get it posted, it's not proof read and it has a few khuzdul words used. also, for the sake of the fic, we are going to roll with the idea dwarves celebrate valentines day, okay? okay.

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losing a loved one was always going to be hard. losing your best friend, husband and father of your children was something dis could relate too on a heartbreaking level.

it was true what they said : it did get easier with time. though there were days set to celebrate love that reminded her of her loss.

today was one of those days. valentines day had arrived faster than she hoped, and her heart broke a little more. she sighed, her hand rested against the empty cold side that once belonged to her husband. her fingers softly gripped the material, eyes stinging with tears as the memories flooded her.

the silence inside her room was a contrasted difference to the noise of her two son's outside. the sun was blaring down on them harshly but it didn't not stop them from their mini missions.

“just braid them together kili, it's not that hard” fili scolded as he watched his younger brother try to make a flower crown. he didn't want to seem so harsh, but he had to make their amad happy. he knew today was a day she dreaded, and he hoped to ease just a fraction of her pain.

“i am trying,” kili huffed as he narrowed his eyes even more, “the stalk keeps breaking instead of piercing” the complaint was ignored by his older brother, who was preoccupied with his own item.

he had crafted his mother four wooden figures, one to resemble each member of the family. seeking the aid of bofur, who helped him ensure the figures were crafted to a beautiful standard, fili was now adding the final touches. he was nervous, his hands shaking slightly as he inhaled a deep breath, trying to remain focused.

“aha!” fili jumped at the sudden loud cheer from his brother. he turned to look at him, who was now holding the flower crown proudly in his hand, a soft smile rising on the eldests face.

“beautiful kili” he complimented, before refocusing on his own task. when he had finished, he gently gathered the figures in his hands before standing up. the two headed inside, walking straight for the kitchen area.

the wooden table in the middle was now being used as their mothers surprise table. fili placed the figures down in order : the two taller ones in the back whilst the two smaller ones stood in front of them. it resembled fili, kili, their amad and adad.

the poem that fili asked his uncle to get from ori had arrived in time, thankfully. he placed that flat on the table too as kili watched over the food they started. when kili winced, burning himself somehow, fili took over. dishing up the breakfast, he instructed kili to light the candles without burning himself for a second time.

a bouquet of flowers rested in the middle of the table, tied together with their adad's old rag, a sentimental touch. the two brothers took a step back to admire their work, and though it all went perfectly, fili still shuffled nervously, rummaging through the intricate details. it took kili pulling him back for him to stop, exhaling a deep breath he didn't know he was holding.

satisfied, they both made their way up to their amad, softly knocking on the door. dis wiped away the stray tears, sitting up in bed properly as she softly called for her sons to enter.

“hey amad,” kili cheerily greeted as he wasted no time jumping into bed beside her when she opened her arms for them, fili climbing in on the other side as she wrapped her arms around their shoulders, holding her sons close.

“what have you two been up too?” she questioned, knowing the silence of the house meant they'd been off doing other things.

“you'll find out,” fili mumbled as he embraced the comfort of his mothers hold, “but we need you to come downstairs” he finished.

her eyebrow quirked as she turned her head side to side, “oh, you best not have made a mess of my kitchen” her words serious but the entertained laugh that followed indicated she was joking.

“of course not amad,” kili stated as he got up from the bed, “come!” he excitedly held his hand out for her to grab. fili removed himself from the bed as dis accepted her youngest's outstretched hand.

kili ran on ahead, to ensure nothing had caught fire from the candles. fili stepped to the side when he entered, leaving the view clear for their mother. as she turned the corner, she halted in the doorway with a surprised gasp.

she hadn't even realised a tear had fallen from her eye until she felt her sons engulf her in a hug. she embraced them both, happy tears in her eyes, but an ache in her heart.

“you did all this for me?” words failed her, stumbling over them as she spoke. she sniffled as she pulled away, walking over to the table. she gently picked up the flower crown before placing it on her head. her eyes gazed at the items, a longing smile on her face as she stared at the wooden carvings that she knew represented their family.

“you deserve it amad,” fili spoke from behind her, “adad would be disappointed if we didn't make you happy”

a soft smile remained on her face as she turned to face her boys, who were now stood side by side, “your adad would be so proud of you” she reached both her hands out to caress one of their cheeks, triumphant smiles on their faces.

“happy valentines day amad”

“happy valentines day my inùdôy”

#the hobbit #kili durin #fili durin #valentines day #the hobbit imagine

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your-garden-rose · 2 years

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SELFISH

Ch 3: You’re all fucking pathetic

Taglist : @crystal-yukio , @ruler-of-hades , @onigirinchanowo , @ellie3467 , @k1ngan0n , @demon-tears , @heizis , @soggywafle , @nukilol

(I’m so sorry if I couldn’t tag some of you <33)

Note: this idea is given by @obeyme-stuff so thank you for the wonderful idea<33

TW: Public humiliation, violence, minor cusses, mentions of disappearing forever [do let me know if I missed something angels <33]

These past few days had been nothing but hell for the brothers, the royals, the angels, and the two humans. You continued releasing embarrassing material of everyone acting out of character. It was mostly harmless, you wanted to save the best for the last. You were ruthless when it came to them. Everytime they tried to bring you down you always shut them up with little to no remorse. It always brought a smile to your face as you watched their faces, along with Cecilia’s twist into a frown. You closed your eyes and remembered an interaction you had a few hours ago.

“Mc?”

“What the fuck do you want”

“Has anyone told you how pathetic you actually are? Seriously, can you just disappear please?”

“Oh wow.”

“What? Don’t tell me it hurt you you pathetic bitch.”

“Nah, I sure do hope that you and your opinion means shit to me, Belphegor. Infact, why don’t you disappear? I’m sure no one needs a pathetic demon like you anyways.”

“How dare you, you-“

“Enough. You bore me. You always did.”

“What?”

“Yea! You never knew? You were such a fucking loser you know, ever since I met you in that attic. Maybe, I should’ve let you rot in there for as long as time. Now get lost, you pathetic murderer. Disappear, just like how your dearest family member once did.”

“I-“

“Now leave me alone, I could’ve finished a task without your interruption but no! Your lazy ass had to come in, get the fuck out and hopefully you’ll leave me alone. Get out you pathetic excuse of a demon.”

You watched his eyes, as a familiar sadness spread all over his face as he left with his fists balled. You smirked as you whispered loud enough for him to hear “what a loser, hope you get nightmares in your sleep you fucking baby.” His shoulders started shaking as you only giggled at his retreating form.

That interaction always put a smile on your face. Oh how you enjoyed tormenting them all. Especially Cecilia. You spread rumours about how she must’ve slept with all the brothers and the royals and the angels. Everywhere she went, all she was called now was a slut or a whore. And you? You ruthlessly manipulated her. You always pointed out how no one would love her or even look at her of it wasn’t for the brothers. You would also manipulate her into believing that if she didn’t try had enough, even the only source of live she had, would leave her too. It was fun, watching the initial pride she had in her, slowly fade as all she had was an empty look on her face. Like she wasn’t human. To rub even more salt in her wounds, you also instigated fights between you two just so her real nature would show, and it was more than successful considering how the demons would stick to you. As much as you did have fun with her, you couldn’t help but finally expose her once and for all, as you began the preparations for her unforgettable birthday party.

You skipped happily through the halls of RAD, to the newspaper club who were coincidentally incharge of today’s special day which was Cecilia’s birthday . “Mc!” Called Lamia as you happily walked towards her. “Hello human” greeted Mephistopheles as you nodded towards him. “That material you gave us was just pure gold, I got to tell you.” You merely nodded and smiled as Lamia clung to you. “Anyways, why was I called here?” “Lamia thought you would be perfect for today’s party . Plus, why would you turn away the opportunity to shame them all in front of RAD hmm?” Teased Mephistopheles. “Okay Barney.” You stated and walked off preparing for the assembly. He only chased after you while you laughed. Of course the angels noticed you laughing with the demons. “Didn’t know Mc was like that…” said luke. “Let them be luke. It seems like all they do is spend their time with demons, they have forgotten us. Let them be. Maybe they were always like that.” Said an irritated Simeon. “It’s time for the our Cecilia’s birthday, let’s go now.” He said as he gently dragged the little angel along. Of course as the assembly started, you came on the stage. “Hello RAD, how are you all doing on this fine day?” You were met with many cheers from the audience’s side. Cecilia was mad, of course. Even the prince’s smile vanished from his face as he saw you. His initial happiness and excitement was now replaced with Sadness and fear. “What are you planning Mc…”

“Now, as you all know, today is our THIRD EXCHANGE STUDENTS BIRTHDAY!! Let’s give her some cheers shall we?” You stated as you pointed at her. Cecilia, on the other hand, was feeling anxious. She shifted uncomfortably on her throne. “Stand up Cecilia! What��s wrong? We’ve prepared a surprise for you you know! Now stand up sweets~” you cooed as Mammon interrupted. “Hey human, you better stop this now. I’ll kill you I swear-“ “silence. Only speak when prompted, Mammon. I swear you are so crass.” You stated as you rolled your eyes and motioned him to sit down. “Now where were we? As yes! As you all can see, I’ve prepared a special video for not only Cecilia, but for the whole group there!” You stated as the lights shined on them. “Especially our beloved PRINCE DIAVOLO!” You stated as you immediately issued a command and a spell to keep the boys in place. “Now, start it please!” you stated as the lights went low and the video started playing. At first, it was all silly stuff Asmo wailed on about since it “ruined his flawless image.” It soon transitioned into highly controversial videos about everyone bashing or trash talking the entirety of RAD.

“Mc? Remember that one royal? They were horrendous. Who even runs their kingdom like that huh? Truly deplorable indeed. And not to mention how Diavolo always calls me into his shenanigans. Can’t he act like a proper prince for Devildom’s sake? I feel embarrassed whenever I’m with him.”

“Honestly, RAD sucks ya know? It’s nothing but a boring and a dingy place with Lucifer and Diavolo around. Like, how’s one supposed to even steal?! I’m glad I got away with stealing from the palace. Didn’t even know that Lord D could be that dumb.

“Ugh, I’d rather stay here than go physically to RAD. It’s lost it’s charm. That meeting the other day? What a bore really, I literally missed my ruri chan body pillow that day.”

And so on…

The brothers only became more infuriated. However, the next clip of the prince and his butler, was their final straw.

“RAD has been getting more and more disappointing lately Barbatos. I wonder why..”

“Maybe it’s because of the new exchange students young master. Everyone has been of no use to your plans.”

“That’s true. Not even Lucifer is of any help, since he’s nothing but a grumpy demon. Infact, the nobility is of no importance either. They’re just there doing nothing and sitting silly.”

“True. Maybe we should remove them?”

“I suppose you’re right. I’ll be taking the power into my hands then. Anyways let’s focus on our Cecilia’s party and then enact this. I’m sure she will love the new changes we’ve made. It’s her precious idea after all.”

“I suppose so too young master”

“Wow, hear that nobility? You all were just useless for them! And to think you would’ve lost everything if not for me! I wonder, just how much does he actually like you all RAD.” You stated nonchalantly as the video continued. Of course , the nobility of RAD immediately turned their sharp glares at Diavolo. You only giggled as you turned their attention towards you. “No bloodshed here demons~ you do understand it’s our queen’s birthday right~” “to hell with Cecilia” one member whispered. “Now. Finally, onto our Queen’s surprise!” You cheered as you ushered her to stand up. “Play the clip for me darlings~” you stated as everyone looked at the screen as Cecilia’s clip was playing.

“Honestly? Im surprised they chose me over Mc! I mean, who wouldn’t honestly, I’m much better looking than that pathetic sheep. Too bad though, imagine thinking I love them like come on! You think I’ll love a bunch of weirdos? Everyone here is ugly and it seems like I’m the only decent looking of the bunch! I even told Diavolo that he should fire the nobility of RAD! For what you ask? It’s because they bore me. So why not? The prince is so fucking dumb he believes everything I say! He’s so fucking dumb, they all are!”

“End clip please” and it immediately stopped.

The faces on everyone was hilarious, you only smiled as the video went on and as the atmosphere grew angry every second. Not at you, but at Cecilia and her “lovers” as she called them. Once the video ended, you immediately turned towards the audience as you asked with a bright smile on your face. “Well! Did everyone like it?”

Cecilia immediately shot up “How dare you! Were you invading my fucking privacy? You useless piece of trash! You bitch! You’ll pay for this!” only for you to glare at her. Mammon then shot up immediately defending her “Mc you pathetic bitch, how could you do this to us!” “Yes Mc, this is a matter of our privacy. You really enjoy riling us up don’t you? How low could you get really get” “Sit down.” “I’m still not done you know, can’t you keep your anger to yourself? Cecilia? You’re all fucking pathetic. There’s still so much to be said to you, you know.”

“The nights only started sweets~”

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#obey me replaced mc au #replaced mc au #manipulative! mc au #obey me x mc #𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙣 ❣︎

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universeofdreams · 8 months

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Shuri Udaku x Fem!Reader

Genre: A bit of action, romance, fluff

Warnings: slightly mature language, a bit of kidnapping

Wordcount: 3011

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Summary: You decide to visit Wakanda and end up getting kidnapped by someone who tried to hack Griot but the badass bitch you are, you fight them off and teach T'Challa how to play a game. Shuri and you get closer.

A/n: this took me long enough ngl and I'm kinda happy but also kinda not but I still wanted to give you guys some content. Hope you enjoy it.

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„Don’t you think we need some help from one of the avengers?“ asked M‘Baku T‘Challa while they were looking over some plans.

„They don’t prioritise issues around Wakanda, sadly.“ T‘Challa said, shrugging.

But right in that moment, T‘Challas kimoyo beads started to vibrate. He picked up and saw the projection of your head.

„Hey T’Challa my brother, I had the feeling you guys need help?“ smiled the girl at him and made the king laugh.

„Indeed, sisi. Someone stole some of Shuri‘s plans for vibranium weapons from us and they’re trying to recreate them and hack Griot. So someone should be near to spy on us, you know?“ he answered your question and made Shuri and M‘Baku nod.

„Okay, that sounds like quite a big issue. I’ll tell Tony about it and then come see you as soon as possible, okay?“ was the answer while you were already assigning jobs and tasks to people.

„And by the way, how’s my favourite princess doing?“, you asked while handing an assistant some files and T‘Challa pulled Shuri into sight. She only laughed and waved at her friend.

„Good to see that she’s okay. Okay, I’ll have a quick talk to Tony and then message you, yeah T’Challa?“ He nodded and hung up, only to tease Shuri about what just happened.

„Sisi, you’re her favourite princess. I’d be tomato-red if I were yo- oh.“

He looked into her face and realised-

She was tomato-red.

„Does little Shuri miss her so much?“ teased M‘Baku and made her blush even more.

She didn’t answer, was too scared that it would be obvious for her brother and his friend.

After some time, you and your assistant arrived and were greeted by the king, the Dora Milaje, the eldest of the Jibari tribe and T'Challa's mother and queen Ramonda. When the heroine left the jet, she greeted the king with the typical wakandan greeting.

You even learned that for your friends, living in America usually has its effect on people.

Your assistant, Marc, did the same and then you two went to have a little talk to T‘Challa where he informed you about the fact that Shuri is in her lab, if you as an Avenger want to check up on Griot.

When you were walking down the hallways, you even received a light smile from the general of the Dora Milaje, Okoye.

„Good to see you, Y/n. Shuri is still down in her lab.“

„Thank you, Okoye, good to see you too. I hope we can have a talk later tonight.“

You smile at the Dora Milaje and go further your way until you reached the lab, connecting your phone to Griot.

„Princess-“ started the AI to announce but you silenced it just to pull the princess by her waist in a warm and loving hug.

Shuri was very surprised about that but swung her arms around you.

„Hey.“

You gave her a smile when you let her go to what she muttered a small ‚hi‘ back and got comfortable in your presence.

„Are you okay, my friend?“ Asked the older one while eyeing everything she was working on right now.

„It just been a little tough, I’m all good.“ She answered and smiled.

„I’m here for a reason. People want to hack Griot?“ you revealed your matter of concern to her.

„Yeah! Let me show you. I don’t know why I’m not able to fix it but it smells like a bug.“ She explained and showed you the codes on her phone.

„That code looks faulty.“ You explained and started writing new components inside it, same as she scanned the other codes for security breaches and fixed them.

„I think Griot should be safe from hackers from now on, but we still we should find out who tries to get to him from outside the palace.“ You offered.

The questioning look on Shuri’s face told you that the princess didn’t know about this.

„Okay, look. Do you see this code here?“

„Yes! And I didn’t write it. Faulty codes don’t exist for me.“

The way the princess furrowed her brows told the avenger that she really has no idea where it came from.

„I know, someone tries to connect to Griot with modified kimoyo beads. Did you gave some to someone else?“ You asked her while going through all the options possible how someone would hack into the AI but Shuri just shook her head.

„Okay, I will have to talk to Okoye if she‘d be kind enough to send some of the Dora Milaje with me.” While you told her this you stuffed your iPhone back into your pocket and smiled at her.

„You look stunning today, princess. As always.“

The black girl just smiled and some blush crept into her face as she went in for a hug. You took her acceptingly into your arms and caressed her back.

After looking at her kimoyo beads she once again spoke up. “Are you staying for dinner? My brother asked if you want to eat with us.” And when she received a nod from you, she laughed and let you go.

On your way to Okoye you met Aneka and also had a short talk with her, mostly about Ayo and her, how she was doing and if she’s seen her general.

You and Aneka were getting along very well since you did a first visit in Wakanda and she definitely was some kind of best friend you had here.

She was amazing. Showed you around the country, introduced you to amazing people and you had a lot of fun with each other. She was also the one to introduce you to Shuri.

When she opened up to you about her relationship with Ayo she was extremely happy to meet your excited face when you hugged her with the words “I’m so proud of you!”

Little did she know that you also took a liking to women but never mentioned it, people should still be interested in you because of the good things you do and not because of the gender you like.

A bit further in time, you found Okoye in the throne room together with Ramonda and king T’Challa himself, explaining your suspicion to them.

“Then I will join you to make sure you’re not alone.” T’Challa agreed and looked at his mother as if he was waiting for approval which he, after all, got.

Together you once again went down into the lab and started to suit yourself. T’Challa was getting his last upgrades for the suit and you were just mentally preparing yourself with some meditation before you actually suited up.

“Are you ready to go?” now asked the king and meant you to which you agreed. “I’m totally ready” You laughed at him and took your weapon from one of Shuri’s desks and attached it to your leg.

T’Challa was waiting for you in the elevator while you said your goodbye to Shuri, who was now looking at you awaitingly.

You forgot the hug.

After a long time of searching around the city they decided to split up and look in the countryside, which wasn’t the best idea after all. Didn’t they both learn from what we see in horror movies?

I mean okay, T’Challa was safe with the Dora Milaje but the fact that you were alone because you insisted on them staying with their king was just hella stupid.

And you agreed to yourself.

“Stupid decision, Y/n, well done dumbass.” You said to yourself while kicking a rock into what it seemed to be bushes. You used your powers since no one was around to judge you except for the bush, that made a little pained noise.

“Eh- what the fuck, am I mental?” The green scrub moved around and two red eyes focused you.

“Oh holy shit!” came a screech from you as you jumped away from hit. “What the fuck are you now?” It was more of an ironical question because the red eyes implied that the creature you accidentally awoke wasn’t really happy about exactly this. Grabbing a stick that lay next to you, you tried to “defend” yourself with this and waved it back and forth in front of its face.

But the bush’s reaction wasn’t what you thought would happen. “And you call yourself an avenger? You don’t even recognise a villain when he’s standing right in front of you!”

The scales fell from your eyes. You and T’Challa were looking for someone who tried to hack Griot and was a little tech-genius but this creature looked nowhere like this.

All you could do was give the thing a questioning look and hold your stick up high but he slapped it away like nothing.

“You’re not scared? Good, because you’re coming with me.” The person or thing chuckled and pulled you into them with arms that were covered in leaves. The laugh echoed through your head when you tried to get free from the bush with arms and feet, throwing punches here and there and wiggling around like a worm but their hold was firm and strong.

You bet your screaming was heard miles away, loud cries for help when your kidnapper muffled them with some duct tape with which he glued your mouth shut and - as fast as he could - tied your hands together so you wouldn’t be able to use your powers.

You could’ve facepalmed yourself when you remembered that you actually had those powers but couldn’t really use them now. Why were you this clumsy that you forgot about this? It was a misery.

T’Challa was wearing his panther suit just as if it was his daily outfit and that’s what made him hear your scream, his super sensitive panther ears.

He shot up from his crouching position where he was investigating some footprints and looked alarmed around, especially to Okoye and Aneka. They heard the scream too and Okoye was the one to confirm that it was you. As soon as the king saw her nod, he started running, followed close behind by his guards and made his way to your position.

But you were gone.

The only hint he got were the leaves on the ground which they started following.

Your opponent definitely wasn’t afraid of your wiggle in their arms when he pulled his hood off, revealing a man with a beard and the same red eyes that shocked you the first time.

Another man joined him and they laughed before covering your eyes, exchanging a few whispered words that sounded like “I hope the king and princess come get their little special guardian.”

Good for you that your ears were still functioning perfectly but you whished that you could’ve warned Shuri and her brother before they’d fall into the trap just like you did.

And T’Challa wanted to help you but he simply couldn’t because there wasn’t anything expect for the trail of leaves that stopped right in front of him.

His hands brushed over his face and he signed.

“How am I going to tell Shuri?”

“Brother, where is Y/n?” The female spoke as he entered the lab without the avenger by his side and immediately feel guilt spring up in the pit of his stomach.

“I lost her, Sisi.” His head hung low and he didn’t look her in the eye because he was totally aware of the feelings the princess cherished for the other female but his instinct told him that she instantly was worried.

“Listen, Sisi, I’m so sorry. We need to find her.” He exclaimed and took a halt next to her to see if she was furrowing her brows, which she did.

But Shuri was a genius in every way, of course she gave you kimoyo beads. It was easy for her to locate them. She flicked switches and swished her hands up and down on the holographic screen until she stopped.

“The beads are in Tokyo, Japan.” She announced while checking a few stats like your health data and if you were conscious or not, which disappointed her, because you were not. She was worried, hell was she worried about you.

Ever since you came back to Wakanda you were all she could think of, every time she was working on something you came to her mind and she wasn’t able to focus anymore. It’s like a curse and she firstly didn’t know why she would feel this fuzzy and comfy inside every time she saw you but soon she realised, what it was.

The feelings got worse but she never took the chance to confess them to you, which might end to her dismay. All along, when she told her brother he wanted to encourage her about giving it a go and telling you about it but she always refused to, thinking you might not reciprocate and break her heart.

Shuri was always very reserved when it came to her feelings. She buried them deep inside her and she was sure that she wasn’t going to let them out soon but to be honest, T’Challa had her thinking about a confession more than usual. And right in this moment, she regretted not telling you.

Who knows if she’ll ever see you again?

But the amazing brother he was and the fact that he basically had to help you out made T’Challa light up and give out commands to the general.

“Sisi, I’ll find her, I promise.” His smile was wide and true when he opened his arms for his sister to hug him, which she gladly did while muttering a small “thank you.”

But little did he know that you were stronger than what he thought of you since he never worked with you, only met you on a couple of meetings. He didn’t see you in action and he also didn’t know that you were kind of a hot-headed person that would break everything in pieces if someone would enrage you.

Yes, that’s what he indeed saw when he arrived in Tokyo, exactly at the location where Shuri last saw your Kimoyo beads. But the fun thing was that the house you seemingly stayed in was simply blown up. There were bits and pieces of concrete, corpses laying around but T’Challa still hadn’t the slightest idea of what happened and felt a bit guilty.

But when you rounded the corner, wiping some dust off your shoulder, he laughed.

“Something in my face?”, you asked amused.

“Now I know why you’re a part of the Avengers.” He gave you the same smile Shuri saw just some time ago and took you into his arms.

“Glad you’re alright.”

“You shouldn’t worry about me, maybe worry about them.” A chuckle left your lips as you pointed to one of the (almost) dead guards and made him laugh even more.

“Let’s get back home, someone’s waiting for you in Wakanda.” He hinted and you basically assumed it to be Tony Stark, your “supervisor” or what he called himself. But he was just the guy that gave you one of his flats in exchange for you being an Avenger (but mostly because Fury requested it).

The flight was pretty calm and you taught the king how to play UNO!, which was one of your favourite games on long road trips in your childhood. He was fairly amused even though the fact that he wasn’t able to win against you and asked for more and more rounds. He was the brother you never had but always wished for.

The moment where he played his last card and won the game, he told you that you both had to talk about something rather important.

“Are you single?” His sheepish smile was a little anxious, as if he feared the answer the same way his sister did. But your nod made him sigh happily.

“What about Nakia, my king? I thought you still had that liking for her?” You asked, relatively unbothered by his personal question. “Nakia? Oh! No! It’s not for me, it’s for-“

‘Don’t pass on more than she needs to know, T’Challa, don’t.’ He thought to himself.

“-A friend. Yeah, a friend. They were wondering if you’re still on the market.”

And another nod made him the almost happiest man on the planet right now. His sister had an actual chance of courting you.

“Tell them I’m not single but not free, expensive girls, you know?” You smiled to show him appreciation and that he wasn’t too bold with the question.

Shuri had an chance.

And what of a chance she had.

The arrival was pretty common and usual for you, since coming back from missions mostly looked like the team greeting you and being happy about the succeed and even Ramonda took a liking to you so she had to hug you and show you how happy she was about your return.

Shuri was late again since she caught herself up into work as long as you weren’t around but when she got the message that you and her brother returned safely from the mission, she sped up and ran to the hangar, just to greet you.

You looked a little exhausted but still amazing and how she missed you, how she missed the feeling of your arms around her. She started to run into your arms just so that you could catch her and laugh.

While you were having your arms around her waist, she breathed your scent in and let it sink into her core. Here arms were dangling around your neck and her body was warm on yours.

‘This your “friend”?’ you mouthed to T’Challa who just shot you a little smile and left the scenery.

Yes, that’s his “friend”. And how proud he was of himself the entire day after he heard that you spent the night with Shuri-

You could’ve read it off of his face. He was so happy for his sister and knew that you’d take care of her.

Yes, you would. No matter what’d happen.

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