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heliads · 4 months

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'homesick, but not for home' - kaz brekker

Based on this request: "y/n finally gets to visit their home country after years away in ketterdam with the crows. a sweet little slice of life with kaz finally getting to be kaz rietveld"

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merry christmas everyone! my present to you is kaz

Receiving a summons from Kaz Brekker usually means one of two things: either you are about to be murdered, or he is going to ask you to do something before he murders you. Usually, that task involves the distribution of funds from your ledgers to his. However, as one of the bare few who has the privilege of making it to his inner circle, you would wager that there’s a third possible outcome from hearing from him: he still wants you to do something, but you’ll be killing someone else.

Nonetheless, judging by the expression of the courier who tells you that Kaz is expecting you in his office, even being spared an imminent death doesn’t mean that this meeting will go pleasantly. Dirtyhands has a reputation around here, one just as dark and choking as those black gloves he so loves to wear. No one here knows Kaz as anything more than a shadow of a man, a killer, a convict. To learn that he wishes to speak to you is akin to hearing that Death itself is knocking on your door.

You, however, just smile and turn your feet towards the stairs leading to Kaz’s office instead. The Slat, home of the Dregs, is a rickety ramshackle of a building. Kaz has been doing his part to fix it up as he can, but the floorboards are still masterfully creaky and the oil lamps flicker ominously from their resting places beside each looming door. The stairwell is worst of all, a towering, beckoning talon that delivers you to your fate at the very top.

Sometimes, you swear Kaz put his office on the top floor just because it would give his victims more time to contemplate their quickly approaching demise when they had to climb all the way up. Other days, you just assume that he was sick of the noise and wanted to find a place where nobody would bother him unless absolutely necessary. Knowing Kaz, both rationales are probably sound.

You knock once on the door to his office and, upon hearing your name called to come in, twist the doorknob and let yourself inside. Gathered in a loose semicircle on the few available pieces of furniture as well as leaning against the wall are Inej, Jesper, Wylan, Matthias, and Nina. Kaz sits, as usual, ramrod straight in a chair behind his desk, and gestures for you to take the final open seat.

“Looks like everyone’s here,” you note. “Should I be worried about missing anything?”

“Not in the slightest,” Jesper chirps. “Only that Kaz has been saving that chair for you this whole time. He keeps glaring at us whenever we so much as look towards it.”

Jesper looks as if he’d like to gossip about this a little more, but Wylan digs a sharp elbow into his side, causing the other boy to complain heartily.

You just grin, sliding into your seat. “Good. I deserve luxury. I was never made to sit on the ground.”

Kaz coughs pointedly to disguise what you’re sure is a smile. “Now that we’re all in attendance, we can get started. I’ve heard news of a prospective business deal happening off the coast of the Southern Colonies. Expensive materials are being exchanged. Jewelry, artwork, the like. It’s all being conducted by Kerch merchers, but they took everything offshore to avoid the chance of getting caught. If we swoop in the night before and take all their bargaining tools, we’ll be richer and they’ll have to cave to our demands.”

“Of course, our demands,” Nina says, nodding. “What are we demanding, again?”

Inej smiles. “For them to stop breathing down our backs, for one thing. Also, they keep trying to cut into business. They needed this deal for an alliance between some of the wealthier merchers, but if each party thinks the other stole their riches before the swap, they’ll be so busy with infighting that they won’t bother us for some time.”

Kaz inclines his head gravely. “Precisely.”

Inej taps her fingers silently against her leg. “My question is when we’re going to stage the attack. We can attempt to hijack the ships before they leave the harbor, but I have no doubt that they’ll be crawling with stadwatch.”

“That’s why we’ll be sailing along with them,” Kaz clarifies. “The heist won’t happen until we’re on the shores of the Southern Colonies. That way, they’ll have let down their guard.”

Immediately, everyone reacts. Leaving the Barrel is an invitation for everything to go wrong. If rival gangs like the Dime Lions or the Razorgulls find out that Kaz’s inner circle isn’t in town, they’ll hasten to loot the place or kill your foot soldiers before anyone gets back.

“We have to leave the country?” Inej asks doubtfully. “That’s a tremendous risk.”

Kaz’s expression doesn’t shift a second, but you can still sense him tensing somehow, all too aware of the extra burden on his staff to maintain decorum and avoid attracting threats from his many enemies. “Think of it as a vacation. You’ll be able to get out of the city and go somewhere nice. Maybe even get some seaside air.”

Jesper snorts. “Kaz, your idea of a vacation is locking the door of your office and not running your numbers for five minutes. I didn’t think seaside air existed in your vocabulary except as a potential source of weakness.”

Kaz frowns. “Of course seaside air exists in my vocabulary. How else would I know to say it?”

Jesper rolls his eyes and looks as if he’d like to counter that with an equally terrible argument, but you cut him off. “I’d like to go,” you say suddenly.

All eyes turn to you. “Why?” Wylan asks.

A faint smile plays upon your lips. It’s easier to look at the ground than face all of their inquisitive stares, so you do just that. “I’m from the Southern Colonies. Used to be, at least. I’d always planned on going back at some point, but never got the chance until now.”

Truth be told, you were assuming that you would never get that chance. Your parents moved your whole family down to Ketterdam when you were about ten years old, drawn by the call of a quick profit. They were able to eke out a few tentative years, but the city swallowed them like it does everyone else. It’s just you now, you and the Crows and the dream that at one point, you might be able to revisit the place you once called home.

Even connecting ‘home’ and the Southern Colonies in the same sentence seems like something out of a dream. You’ve lived in Kerch for so long now that you can hardly imagine being anywhere else. The Crows are your family, the Barrel your home. It’s a strange life, certainly, but it’s yours.

Kaz’s face closes down. “I’ll go with you. Inej, you and the rest will maintain the Crow Club and its affiliates until we return. I don’t want to risk all of us on one endeavor.”

Matthias arches a brow. “You are willing to brave the risk of splitting up, though?”

Kaz turns a bemused expression his way. “Are you worried about me, drüskelle? And here I thought we’d never see eye to eye.”

Matthias snorts. “Don’t go that far, demjin.”

“I won’t if you won’t,” Kaz muses. “The plan is set, then. We’ll have three weeks to plan, and then Y/N and I will set off.”

He allows the rest of the Crows to leave, but gestures for you to stay. You pull your chair closer to his desk, sensing that the discussion will shift into more details of the mission at hand.

Once the last of your friends have gone, Kaz turns his gaze to you. His eyes seem to stare straight through your skull, and you get the strange feeling that he could read every thought created inside your mind if he just bothered to listen a little closer.

“You said you were born in the Southern Colonies. I need to be certain that there will be no distractions for a job like this. Can you swear to me that you’ll be focused?” He asks you.

“It won’t be an issue,” you assure him. “I’ll see the countryside and then move on. Honest.”

“Well, I should hope you won’t be completely honest,” Kaz murmurs, the corners of his lips pricking up into a slight shade of a smile. “We are still robbing people, of course.”

“Of course,” you laugh. His eyes jerk up when you do, his gaze hungry for the sight of it.

And– see, this is where you start to get into trouble. You are a criminal, a member of a gang. Every day is a fight. You know that survival is the thing that matters most in the Barrel, survival and how much money you can make off of delaying your last breath. You need to have single-minded focus totally centered around how you are going to make it through each day, but instead, your brain has started drifting to unreasonable topics like the precise shade of Kaz’s eyes or all the techniques he uses to hide his smiles.

It won’t serve you well, this feeling like a slow burn in your chest. Kaz would be the very first to tell you that weakness will only get you killed. People are a weakness. Is Kaz, though? Sometimes, in vague moments in between the times when reality comes firmly back to ground you, you can almost imagine that he might feel the same way. Would he really entertain this idea if he didn’t feel something for you? Would he leave the Barrel to go all the way to the Southern Colonies with you if he could easily send Jesper or someone else?

In the end, all you can ever do is push the thoughts from your mind. The scheming and planning period has got to be your least favorite part of a heist, but unfortunately, it’s also the segment that takes the longest. Every detail has to be perfect or all involved will be caught in the act.

Eventually, though, you find yourself shipping out on a fine sea morning, headed towards the country that hasn’t been yours since you were a child. You and Kaz are pretending to be business partners, which is true enough. His cabin is next to yours. You’re fairly sure he already knows the identity of every other traveler on the ship, just in case.

Standing on the deck and watching Ketterdam retreat into a nameless speck on the dark, vast ocean, you can’t help but wonder what the Southern Colonies will bring your way. Your heart is surprisingly light in your chest at the thought of it. You have dim recollections of the rolling hills and drifting tides, although even these memories have grown hazy with time. You can’t wait to see it again.

By contrast, Kaz, standing by your side, seems far less thrilled about the whole idea. His black gloves are clenched tightly around the railing, his grip hardening whenever the ship tilts too much. You glance around to make sure no other travelers are within earshot, then ask him with a questioning glance, “Why would you make this trip if you don’t like the ocean?”

Kaz shoots you a wary look. “I’m perfectly fine with it.”

You scoff. “Nonsense. You look as if you’d like nothing more than to drain the entire True Sea and simply walk to the Southern Colonies on foot. You could have sent Inej or Jesper in your place, you know. Why’d you want to go?”

“I have to make sure the job goes smoothly,” Kaz informs you. “Business is best handled by myself.”

You arch a brow. “Lovely. Good to know that you’ll never let something pesky like sea travel stand between you and your ambitions.”

Kaz snorts. “I should hope you’d already know that. And to answer your unspoken question, you’re here too because it’s foolish to take international jobs without someone at your back just in case of trouble. I trust you to not let homesickness for the Southern Colonies get in the way. I would advise you to stick to that.”

You smile. “Goodness, Kaz, you trust me? No wonder you didn’t want anyone else with us, if the rest knew you were shelling out compliments this easily they would have teased you for years.”

In the corners of your peripheral vision, you swear you can see a matching smile slide onto Kaz’s lips, but it’s gone the second you turn to look at him. “Precisely my thinking.”

The journey takes shorter than expected, or maybe that’s just your restless thinking. In no time at all, your ship is docking at a port of the Southern Colonies, and you’re turning in a slow circle on the coast, taking in every single sight you can.

“Careful,” Kaz tells you, “You don’t want to come across as too strong of a pigeon. We don’t want to attract any new friends who anticipate stealing something off of us.”

He’s smiling, though, and you swear there’s something a little lighter in his expression than you usually see. Maybe it really is the sea air getting to him, or maybe the fact that he’s out of Ketterdam’s grimy clutches lets Kaz relax even a fraction.

Regardless, you’re happy for it. “Ridiculous,” you say, laughing slightly. “Not all the world is like the Barrel, you know. We don’t do that sort of thing in the Southern Colonies.”

“We?” Kaz asks doubtfully. “Three steps you’ve taken off the ship and you’re already a proper citizen again, are you?”

You just grin. “What, are you jealous? Scared I’ll leave the Barrel?”

He doesn’t answer, but quickly changes the topic towards finding accommodations for the night and planning out an intelligence trip near the location where the jewels are being held. Even walking through the portside town and crossing the streets feels like magic, in a way. You lived not far from here, and everything from the curve of the avenues to the bright sun in the sky feels like coming home.

As it turns out, you and Kaz aren’t the only ones affected by the easy way of life in the Colonies. The two merchers you’ve been tracking are discussing business in broad daylight, obviously not anticipating anyone to have followed them. The job will be easy, and the few days you gave yourselves for extra planning are largely useless since no more details are relevant.

Instead, you take it upon yourself to explore the surrounding countryside. You tell Kaz that he doesn’t have to accompany you every time, of course, he can stay back in the portside town if he pleases, but he still goes with you. It’s funny, the more time you spend away from the city, the more you watch the burdens slowly lift from his shoulders, the light return to his eyes.

One time, while walking through a wooded path, Kaz tells you it’s because this reminds him of his home, as well. He grew up on a farm, once, under a different last name and in a different life. He’ll never have that time of his life back again, nor, you think privately, will you have yours, but it’s still lovely to wander around here and pretend that you could.

The job goes off without a hitch. Soon enough, you find yourselves sitting pleased with jewels and artwork hidden away in your luggage, all items recovered without their owners batting so much as an eye. You’ll leave early in the morning before they can notice you. You feel a pang in your heart at the thought of leaving already, but you hadn’t realized you weren’t the only one thinking about it until Kaz visits your room at the inn late that final night.

You had known it was him at your door from the moment you heard his crisp knock against the wooden paneling. No one else moves or lives like Kaz, with so much precision. When you let him in, though, he looks more wild than you’ve ever seen him. His hair, for once, has lost its impeccable style and gone wild and unkempt. His shirt is wrinkled and rolled up to the elbows. It would still be a good look on him were it not for the fact that you’ve never seen him so little put together in the entire time you’ve known him.

Kaz doesn’t say a word until he is certain that the door is shut and bolted behind him. Then, all of a sudden, the words burst out of his throat, so beseeching that you have to wonder how in Ghezen’s name he managed to keep them from you for so long. “Don’t stay here,” he says. “Come back with me.”

You frown. “Who said I was staying? We’ve both got tickets on the ship departing next morning, Kaz.”

He waves a hand frustratedly to signal his disbelief in this statement. “Tickets don’t mean a thing. I need you to say it.”

“I did,” you frown. “Where else would I go?”

“Here,” Kaz says heatedly. “I’ve seen the way you look at the buildings, this place. You want to say here. Don’t you do it, Y/N.”

You shake your head softly. “I love it here, yes, but it’s not my home anymore than Ravka across the sea. I’m going back to the Barrel, Kaz.”

“With me,” he says uncertainly.

“With you,” you confirm. “Goodness, Kaz, did you really think I would stay? How could I do such a thing?”

“It’s very easy for people to leave,” he tells you. There’s a heaviness in his eyes that reminds you of brothers that have been buried, of farms that have long been sold to undeserving families that were not his.

“Not me,” you whisper. “Not if it was you I was leaving.”

His eyes, which have been sweeping your figure this entire time, looking for some twitch of a finger or jump of a pulse to betray you for lying, leap up to yours again. “Okay,” he says at last. “Okay.”

He leans back slightly, wavering on his heels. “I– I’ll go back to my room, then.”

Kaz doesn’t look as if he much savors the idea, and you decide to spare him from his thoughts, just in case. “You can stay here, you know.”

A soft breath is released. “That would– I could do that.”

He does. And, as your candles burn closer to the quick, as the night settles over this city, you cannot help but be glad for the time when you’ll find yourself in a different one. It has been nice to be here, but you would like to go home. And, most importantly of all, you are glad that Kaz will be there with you.

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ctitan98official · 3 months

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Anonymous: I’d like the request Ruby, Emma and Regina where maybe their significant other is injured in a fight

Yes! So excited for a Once Upon a Time request. Let’s get into it!

Emma:

You’re a bit stubborn (Like Emma). One time, you get some pretty nasty gashes in the middle of a battle, but you brush it off like it’s nothing.

However, when a magical blast knocks you off your feet, you feel your collar bone and shoulder shatter when you hit the ground.

White hot pain surges down your arm and through your chest.

Emma sees you fall and immediately runs over to you. She drags you away to somewhere safer nearby.

She is frantic as she looks you over to make sure you’ll be okay.

You smile and pull her in for a kiss with your uninjured arm. “I’m fine, babe.” You promise. “Go kick some ass.” You grin.

Emma gives you a sad smile, cups your face, and kisses you on the head before going back out to continue to fight.

Thankfully, the battle doesn’t go on for much longer and your side wins.

Emma insists on taking care of you until you recover. You don’t mind if it means getting to spend time with your beautiful girlfriend.

Ruby:

You are a werewolf in Ruby’s pack. Whenever a battle or attack happens, you fight right by her side.

You always protect Ruby and don’t let her get too close to the danger. But this time, a strong magical blast hurls you into a tree and breaks some of your ribs and your back left leg.

You whimper in pain and Ruby runs over and lies down next to you.

You both shift back to your human forms and Ruby presses gentle kisses on your face.

“You’re going to be okay, baby.” She says with tears in her eyes. She moves your head up onto her lap and runs calming fingers through your hair.

“I’m fine, Ruby.” You say, but you eventually black out from your injuries and the pain.

You end up waking up in Ruby’s bedroom and she is gently cuddling you so as not to hurt you. “Good morning, sunshine.” She giggles when you start to stir.

“Did we win?” You question with hope.

“Of course! We’re the good guys, we always win!” Ruby laughs and kisses you. “Just please stop trying to be a hero, Y/N. I hated watching you get hurt.” She says as she cups your face.

“Hmm… Nope! Someone’s gotta protect you!” You joke. Ruby playfully rolls her eyes and places a kiss on your cheek.

Regina:

You try your best to protect Regina in fights. You know how much she has been through and you don’t want anything else to hurt her.

In this battle, you threw yourself in front of Regina to stop an attack from hitting her, but a magical surge throws you right into a parked car.

The impact shatters your left arm and shoulder, but it also leaves you with a huge piece of glass from the car window embedded into your neck.

Regina sees everything. She quickly runs over to you. “Y/N! Are you okay?!” She says and crouches next to you. Then she sees how badly you are hurt.

You can’t really move, but you cough up some blood. “Regina?” You ask in confusion. Your body was going into shock.

Regina has tears in her eyes as she takes in your injured form. “Y/N! Everything’s going to be alright. Okay, baby?” She says and wipes some hair out of your face.

You go unconscious soon after this.

You wake up in the hospital attached to many monitors.

Regina is sitting right by your side and smiles warmly at you. “Hello, my love.” She says and gently strokes your face.

“Regina… What happened? I don’t remember.” You say.

Regina smiles sadly and holds your hand. “You’ve suffered a lot of injuries, darling. You threw yourself in front of me to block an attack, but…” She trails off with tears in her eyes as she thinks about how you saved her but are now so badly hurt.

“Hey, I’m okay and so are you. That’s all that matters, babe.” You grin. “But… I could use a kiss, though.” You say.

Regina can’t help but laugh. “I think that sounds fair.” She says and moves closer to give you a kiss. You feel better already now that Regina’s here to take care of you.

Note: So, I made Regina’s the longest because I love her so much T^T Let me know if you liked this or not!

#once upon a time #the evil queen #regina mills #emma swan #ruby lucas #ouat #ouat imagine #regina mills x reader #regina mills x y/n #emma swan x reader #ruby lucas x reader #ouat fanfiction #ouat fandom

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chelseareferenced · 1 year

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I might have a vague power of three/omen of the stars au brewing in my brain because I am way to far behind in the series to actively try and catch up so here are my basic ideas.

Three is Four from the start because God that plot point was stupid and I hate it and it added needless drama when we all knew it was Firestar because it's always Firestar. The four are Jayfeather, Lionblaze, Hollyleaf and Breezepelt because drama but wait there's more.

Squirrel x Crow who have Holly and Breeze. Ashfur is just a dude not an asshole, he dated Squilf for a week but could see she was unhappy because she was in love with someone else and let's her go. Now Brambleclaw is the asshole because I don't like him.

Hawk x Leaf but it wasn't a serious thing looking back on it, more like a summertime fling that resulted in children being Jay and Lion. Hawkfrost is just a little ambitious, has a good relationship with Mothwing, fully supports his ex and sister being in love and tells awful puns.

Holly and Breeze are raised in Thunderclan, Crowfeather lives there with them and Brackenfur is deputy instead of Brambleclaw because as much as Firestar doesn't want to admit it, Bramble is an asshole and Sandstorm yells at him whenever he is remotely rude to Squirrelflight. Holly is mentored by Ashfur who becomes like a fun uncle and Breeze is mentored by Brightheart because fuck you Firestar you promised her an apprentice.

Holly becomes Hollyfur in honour of her mentor because Ashfur is just a cool dude and her power is being able to sense when cats are lying and occasionally, forcing the truth out of them. Her early arch is learning when to call out lying and when to let it slide.

Breeze becomes Breezeflight after his mother and gets Dovewing's power because it's there, might as well use it.

Lion and Jay are raised in Riverclan because they deserve POV chapters and it's the clans best kept secret that they're Leafpool's kits but after that whole Tigerclan incident they all collectively agree to keep quiet about it and Hawk becomes a den dad in the nursery and even after his kits are grown he stops by to help the queens when he can.

Lion is terrified of his power especially because he has nightmares about being like Tigerstar and begs Mothwing to let him be her apprentice, she agrees. Lion's power is still the same but he figures out he can use it more defensively than offensively, if there's a battle he's there acting as a shield while he heals. He's named Lionflower because pretty name.

Jay is a lot happier, he's not forced into being a medicine cat and it's only really the queens and younger cats who worry over him. He gets to be a warrior and is mentored by Reedwhisker (Pouncepaw is mentored by Blackclaw instead) his power is the same as in the books and he occasionally helps his brother out with starclan symbols and prophecies, he gets to have secret meeting with his brother as well and is named Jaystep.

Certain Starclan cats (the loudest being Goosefeather) tell the more involved spirits to back the fuck up and let them be kits. But no one trusts Bluestar, Yellowfang and Spottedleaf to behave so they all get a Starclan assigned bodyguard/spiritual mentor

Hollyclaw gets Whitestorm

Breezeflight gets Thrushpelt

Lionflower gets Oakheart

Jaystep gets Crookedstar

EDIT: I have unintentionally implied that both of Bluestar's "romantic partners" and her nephew are away that she will not stay away from the Four and I love it.

Also Crookedstar yells at any Starclan cat who says Jaystep belongs as a medicine cat (cough cough Spottedleaf and Yellowfang)

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rkdhsdl · 6 months

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don't be too scientific!

word count: 738 gender neutral reader character(s): daniel page TW/CW: none i think, but reader(you) are really smart here + you like science writer’s notes: remember me?

love may just be something you couldn’t really wrap your brain around. it was too complicated, and you–in your honest opinion– didn’t experience ‘true’ love before.

maybe being too focused on studies didn’t help either; as robyn and lottie once said, you did need to loosen up from your horrendous schedule of continuous studying after classes. it was getting too over the top that you couldn’t find time to properly rest anymore, merlin’s beard– even one of your professors, and even cassandra vole, suggested that you need rest–... odd, cassandra caring for you?

moving on.

was your intelligence getting in the way? it was possible, but you doubted it– your parents(both extremely intelligent individuals) were in love, so why couldn’t you?

besides, you were also confused about this odd feeling whenever you were with daniel… everything seemed to stand out– was it you or did his mood seem to sour whenever he saw you with someone else? and was it you or did his hair change a little, brows raised in slight joy?

you heave out a big sigh, closing your eyes in contemplation. daniel stops, looking at you in concern, chocolate coloured eyes staring at you, eyebrows furrowed even more.

“you alright there?”

opening your eyes, you scan your surroundings, gaze landing on your friend, daniel. you smile– why’d you continue to smile whenever you’d set your eyes on him?

“yeah, i’m fine– i think it’s just the weather.” your voice slightly shakes as you avert your gaze, holding a fist to cough lightly.

“really? do you need to go to the infirmary?” the auburn haired boy reaches out to grasp your arm, turning you to face him.

flaring up, you feel your face and ears get hot as you back away slightly from his analytical gaze, eyes scanning your face. placing the back of his hand on your forehead, daniel’s eyes widen as you blink rapidly, heart racing and mind unable to think straight.

just what was this feeling?

“(y/n)! you have a fever!” pulling on your arm, you stumble as daniel stalks his way round the hallways to lead you to the infirmary.

before you both reach the infirmary, you stop as you pull on daniel’s house robes, the boy looking back at you with confusion.

“are you not sick? we need to get your fever checked–” he starts.

“no– no, no… i’m fine! perfectly fine– i just…” stammering, you do everything to avoid your gaze from meeting his– though you fail once you do, and you can’t help but want to crawl into a hole.

“you..?”

“there’s a scientific reason to this, i promise, it’s nothing bad, its most likely… something else, maybe something else…”

you fully turn away from daniel, grip loosening from your arm as he stares at you in confusion. you sift through your existing knowledge as you try analysing what may have happened, and the answer seems to find itself in your arms when you remember a page of research paper from your father.

your constant attention, thoughts, overdrive of random feelings were the effects of love.

love.

again, you think its a complicated concept– you weren’t really able to understand how such a simple feeling could provide much more emotions, how someone could cause another to overthink due to the simple feeling of ‘love’. you never experienced the concept of love before.

though you think otherwise now.

maybe daniel was the reason behind your recent overthinking, face heating, and stuttering.

you turn back to face him again, (e/c) eyes darting and scanning daniel’s face as you speak,

“from analysing my reactions and recent symptoms, these results provide us an outcome of a feeling called love.”

the brown haired boy seems to look confused and slightly embarrassed. you continue,

“which might mean that i’m in love with you, daniel.”

the boy steps back in shock and embarrassment as his eyes widen, blinking as you see his pupils dart from right to left.

“w, well, don’t be too scientific here–” his tone slightly raised, he takes a deep breath as he takes your hands into his, “i like you too.”

“what’s the difference between like and love here?”

“(y/n), you know what it means, don’t be ridiculous.”

“i sincerely ask with all due respect, daniel.”

and he stutters, face flushing as he attempts to hide his flaring red face in his hair,

“i… i love you too.”

#hpma x reader #hpma #daniel page x reader #daniel page

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sign-anon · 5 days

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[Cough cough don't mind me just doin a lil something that will probably lead to... Somethin... Yeah. Also hai]

*There's a note on the bed.*

Dear Sign.

Hello. And goodbye. I guess. I've written this note over a hundred times and I still don't know if I got it right or not.

Sign, oh Sign. I miss you. So, so much. I miss your laugh. Your smile. Your voice. Your body. I miss you so much. And I fear I'll never be able to get any of that back. I felt so close to finally being loved by you. But it was never going to be true. I was just starting to dream the silliest of dreams, Sign. I was dreaming so much. You were happy. I was happy. Everyone was happy. And we were living together. With our son. And I would always try to teach him how to fly everyday. And I would give you the world whenever you asked. And we would always love each other forever. Oh how I miss those dreams. Those silly, far dreams.

I heard what you said. I know how you feel. You're happy with Avian and you're happy and laughing. And you feel free from my chains. I know. Everytime I look at you or think about you my heart feels like it gets ripped to shreds. I see how you're so happy now and how I always got in the way and how I could never be better for you. I get reminded how bad I was for you and how I never spent time with you. I was so caught up and tied and lost in my fantasies and my friends and crushes and my desire to protect that the only one I should have been protected, I abandoned. I acted a fool. I will live, and I will die, a fool.

I've spent too long trying to move on from you. From us. From all of this mess. It's like a trap. An addiction. I feel as if I must break free but everytime I escape this web of mess and lies. I find myself right back where I started. Scared. Alone. And vulnerable. I've broken you. Destroyed you. Hurt you. And make promises and deals that I never kept. I understand if you might never like me again. And I understand if you don't want to talk to me or think about me anymore. But I feel lost without you. I felt like when I was lost deep in the darkness, I could reach out and find you, so you could light my path. Everyday I try and try and fail again to end this endless loop of what once was. I fear I never will. Im trying to move on from you and trying to see someone else but I don't think it's going to be the same without you by my side. You were such a great partner, better that what I could ever ask for. And you deserve an even better person, even if I beg for you to come back.

But now I'll never be able to dream again. I think about you always. But I know I'll never have you back. I'm sorry. And I wish I wasn't so blind when we had each other. I'm sorry. But I can't bare to even think about you, because it rips me apart. If I'm ever your very last hope, I'll help you. You know where to find me.

Forever yours.

Bob.

*There's a small box next to the note. Inside is a VHS tape.*

*sign pauses as he picks up the tape. he feels weird, reading this. he knows that two months ago, reading this would have sent him running back to bob, crying and apologizing and begging for forgiveness. but two months ago, bob would never have had to give him this. bob would never have even thought of it, because they never could have known that... sign sighs, very gently folding up the note and putting it in a drawer in his desk. then he stares at the tape. he doesnt even have a vcr player, nor does he know anyone who would. how is he supposed to watch this?*

[heyyyyy welcome back! are you doing better?]

#tadc anon

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a-really-cool-blog-name · 2 months

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Can you tell us more about Lily and the never ending mirror please 🥺

OH HOHO You asked for this! (YES I GET TO INFO DUMP PLEASE ASK ME ABOUT MY OTHER STORIES I HAVE SO MANY OR OTHER QUESTIONS YOU HAVE ABOUT THIS I LOVE TALKING) Without further a due I'm gonna start with the characters!

Lily: Our main girl, we love her. She's 14. A little sassy and very loyal, she windes up in the neverending mirror at the start of the story when on a trip at a fall fair with her family. She is VERY confused and worried right now.

Charles: Anxiety 💯 He's 15. He's been in this place for about two years now. Insecure but VERY protective, caring, and a great big brother to Mary, Speaking of-

Mary: E N E R G Y. She's 11. She's been here for a little less than by like two months. Energetic, hyper active, optimistic, and outgoing, she's voted most likely to yell "echo" in a cave even when she needs to be stealthy. Cares a lot about her friends and family (Well, whatever family she can still visit while in here. Which is just Charles.) and is not going to let them think badly about themselves if she can help it.

Thomas "Archive": Won't tell you his name unless he trusts you, he's worried about Lily "Working for the government" whenever he first meets her, whatever that means. He's 17. Been here for five years. Book lover. Actually has a corkboard with red string connecting pictures. Mostly just Friends with Mary (Kind of unintentional on his part) at the beginning but will later becomes closer to the other characters.

Mabel: Angry and lonely. Her body and mind is twelve at least. She's been here for a while at least. Reason why everyone is here. (If you want more I may do a post specifically about her and the next person)

???: That's weird, I forgot what I was saying! What Character? >:)

(She doesn't have a name yet, oop.) (this is an edit in the future her name is Carol now):A very caring and sweet lady, acts as a mother figure and helps people when- well, I'll get into that later. Most likely to call you sweetheart or honey. She's in her 30's.

(He ALSO doesn't have a name yet): In his late 20's. Kind of rude and grumpy because of this whole situation.

(There are like 20 more people there but I don't have ideas for them lol)

ACTUAL PLOT TIME!

So, The neverending mirror! As the name implies you get pushed by a mysterious hand coming out of a book fall through a mirror to end up there. If you were to walk all the way to the end of this pocket dimension you'd just end up on the other side. This place changes it's inhabitants the longer they're stuck there for, painfully. (Woooo angst and hurt/comfort)

Charles has a black smokey-ness (I don't know how else to describe it)covering half his face and his arm but he doesn't want to worry anyone and doesn't want to acknowledge it's getting worse because he already hates this he can teleport and make portals which is very useful for helping people get around in this place.

Mary has REALLY REALLY good hearing and sharp teeth. Everything can be too loud which hurts sometimes and her teeth ache sometimes and it's hard to chew but it's fine because in Mary's mind she looks SICK and that's all that matters.

"Archive" just... doesn't have legs anymore. He misses them a lot He has this pink purple smoke around where they would be. (It would totally suck if had phantom pain from not having legs anymore ha ha ha) But, on the bright side he can float and make other things float! He never has to worry about getting something off the top shelf again!

Mabel has nothing wrong with her you can see, yet. (Make her angry or she just doesn't have the energy to keep it constantly up and well, that's a different story. She basically has horns made of crumbled up paper and a bookmark tail inspired by no one at all (*COUGH COUGH SCRIPTLESS COUGH COUGH*))

???...

Carol has "Galaxy" hair, eyes, and hands. She can also heal people and she comforts someone whenever a "change" happens, she can't stop it from happening but she can at least help the pain a little.

(He's not a important character in the slightest how could you tell? lol ) Just Snake/lizard features

Lily is fine (physically at least) at the beginning of the story and is scared of it happening to her. She's hoping to find some way out of here before that happens. (Spoiler, she fails at that. Get a third eye, idiot.)

The story is mainly about Lily, Charles, Mary (And Archive but slightly less so) trying to get to the bottom of this place and maybe, just maybe, finally getting out.

(It's also about the tragedy of two siblings from Britain in the civil war and the pain of no one ever remembering you or being able to truly love you and getting older but never growing up, but that's a post for another day.)

#OKAY THAT WAS A LOT #WOOO #Tags time #OCS #a rare original post #Asks #OC #original character #Original characters #original story #Neverending mirror #My OCS #wall of text #Kinda #I don't know if anyone will care about this but I hope someone enjoys this

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Bubble Tea

AO3

Characters: Rukia and Renji (RenRuki), with a guest appearance of Yoruichi

Rating: G

Genre: Slice of Life, Friendship, a little Romantic Fluff

Chapter Summary: Relaxing is difficult when you are so used to fighting. Now that the Winter War is over, Rukia and Renji shoot the breeze and talk about the future. (During the Fullbringer Arc timeskip, Author’s Note after the story)

Part of the "We Can't All Be Winners" anthology series of oneshots.

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“Hmmm… Getting to know you without the fangs of death constantly nipping at our heels feels…weird,” Rukia commented suddenly, and a little too casually, one day as she sipped her bubble tea. Renji coughed in surprise. That or he got another tapioca pearl stuck in his throat, Rukia wasn't too sure.

“H-Huh?!" he spluttered, after he had finally begun to recover.

"Well, think about it," Rukia continued, as she settled her cup down beside her upon the park bench. She began to list things off on her fingers, “First it was surviving in Rukongai, then Aizen's betrayal, and then the Winter War. Whenever we were together it felt like our lives were in constant mortal danger. That it was us against the world. But now…now there’s no real threat.”

"Oh yeah…" Renji agreed, looking up to the sky in thought, "I guess, you're right…huh."

“Yeah," Rukia went on as she picked up her cup again, "The only other time it was seemingly this peaceful was when we were separated."

At that, Renji was silent for a moment, before asking quietly, "Kind of makes you wonder whether or not we're cursed, huh?" Rukia turned to look up at him, but Renji continued to stare up at the sky.

"If we are cursed," she began slowly, "then whoever made it, absolutely sucks at making curses," Renji quirked an eyebrow at her as she turned back towards her tea, "Curses are meant to make you the most miserable, but despite the dangers, I'm always more miserable when we're apart." Renji stared at her wide-eyed as she went back to sipping her tea.

"Heh…Yeah…" he agreed quietly with a small smile on his lips. He returned to his tea as well.

"Besides," Rukia went on, "How else am I supposed to watch you blow yourself up with kido." Renji spat out his tea as he fell into coughing fits again.

"Are you trying to make it come out my nose or something?!"

Rukia grinned at him mischievously, "Nooo, of course not, Renji. How could you even think that of little 'ole me?"

"Because it is little 'ole you," he grumbled as he began rummaging into their snack bag for a spare napkin. As he started to mop tea off his gigai’s Red Pineapple shirt, he continued his grievances, "With you around, I'm not just in mortal danger, I'm also in danger of never getting any tea.” Rukia laughed as she grabbed some napkins to help him dry off.

"Still…" she went on after they had finished cleaning up, handing Renji her now tea-filled napkins, "One thing that the danger did do, was give us a clear goal. We always had something to work for or to fight for. Whether it was poverty or war, we always had a clear enemy to defeat. But now… what is it that we are striving for? What do we have to drive us forward? We’re going to help Ichigo get his powers back, obviously, but what then? What happens after that?”

“Well…" Renji began, as he folded up the wet napkins into an easily disposable pile, "I guess, then we get to decide, right? Instead of the world or someone with god-like powers deciding, we get to decide where we want to go and what we want to do.”

“I suppose…” Rukia agreed quietly as she looked back down at her bubble tea, brows knitting together. She watched the tapioca pearls bob about, to and fro, back and forth, drifting along but ultimately going nowhere inside the cup. Rukia frowned, as a million different thoughts, scenarios, and future possibilities began racing through her mind, and she began unconsciously squeezing the plastic container harder and harder in her concentration. Renji turned back towards her and raised a tattooed eyebrow.

“Wait a minute, are you…? You know I didn’t mean you had to figure it all out now, right?! Soul King’s Beard, you take things seriously…” Renji sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. He put a hand on her shoulder, and said, “Just take your time figuring it out, alright? And I’ll be right here when you do.” Rukia looked up at him, her brows slowly unfurling and her grip loosening.

“Yeah. Thanks, Renji.”

“What for?" Renji shrugged, "I’m here anyway. Not like you can get rid of me easily.” Rukia smirked at him.

“Heh. That’s true!”

“You don’t have to agree so easily, y’know?!” he grumbled playfully.

“Hey, you said it, not me!" Rukia stated matter-of-factly, fishing into their shared snack bag for a piece of chocolate mochi. She popped it into her mouth and chewed thoughtfully, "Besides, I like it when my friends are hard to get rid of. Means they get to stick around longer…” Renji regarded her somberly, before popping a chocolate mochi into his mouth too.

“Yeah…that’s true.”

They sat there quietly, chewing mochi as they watched the clouds pass them by. Finally, Rukia asked, “So what about you? Got any lofty goals, eh Renji?”

"Hm? Oh, uh…" Renji began, but he hesitated. Now his brows knitted together as he went deathly quiet.

“O-Oh!” Rukia started frantically, “Um… You don’t have to tell me, if you don’t want to-”

“I want to get stronger,” he stated firmly, “There is…someone I wish to surpass. And even though the reason has changed, the desire has not,” He took a deep breath and looked up at the sky again, “Plus even though Aizen is locked away, one day he may find a way to escape, knowing him...”

“Yeah, that’s true…” Rukia nodded. She looked back up at the clouds again, “I want to get stronger too. Maybe even go for a seated position.” Renji spun towards her.

“Really?! That’s great, Rukia!” Renji exclaimed excitedly, “If you ever want to train together some more, let me know! Heck, I’ll even let you ride on top of Zabimaru’s Bankai!”

“Really?! Sweet!” Rukia exclaimed. She sipped the last few drops of tea using her straw. Then, opening up the cup’s top, she poured the remaining tapioca pearls down into her mouth, smiling broadly as she chewed them heartily. She looked up to see Renji staring at her, “What’s that look for? Got something on my face?”

“Huh? What? Uh, no! Nope! Uh uh! Come on, let’s hurry up and get to Urahara’s to see if he got anything on how we can help Ichigo get his powers back,” Renji said rapidly as he stood up to throw away his cup. Rukia got up quickly and went after him.

“Wait! Wait! Let me eat your pearls!”

“Oh, yeah, here you go.” He switched his cup with hers, and threw hers away. Rukia took his cup, downed his tapioca pearls too, and then handed Renji back the cup, wiping her mouth on her jacket’s sleeve.

“Ah!!! I can’t believe you don’t like them. Why do you even drink Boba if you don’t like 'the Boba'?”

“The pearls’ texture isn't exactly to my taste, but the drinks are still nice and sweet,” Renji explained as he threw away the second cup. He looked back at Rukia, “Well, now you do have something on your face.”

Rukia tried wiping her face again, “Did I get it?”

“No, it’s more to your left. No, your 'other' left!”

“Well, you get it then!”

“Fine, get over here!”

Rukia stepped over to Renji and tilted up her face to him as he fished a napkin out of their shared snack bag. He gently held her chin with one hand and gingerly wiped away the spot of tea with the other. “What am I going to do with you?” He murmured tenderly. Rukia reached up her hand to gently hold onto his wrist.

“No idea,” She smirked, “But just like with you, you can’t get rid of me easily, so I guess you're stuck with me.”

“Heh, yeah. I guess I am,” he agreed warmly. They hadn’t realized they were still tenderly holding onto each other, until they heard someone clear their throat.

“Am I interrupting something?” A familiar feline voice drawled. The two jumped apart to see a black cat sitting on top of the park’s jungle gym. Yoruichi’s facial expressions were hard to read in cat form, but they were pretty sure she looked highly amused.

“Y-Yoruichi! I…I thought we were going to meet you and Urahara at the shop?!” Rukia spluttered frantically.

“Oh, you were! But I was on my way back there when I felt your spiritual pressures. So I thought I might walk over with you all,” Yoruichi yawned as she stretched out her cat body lazily, “Didn’t realize I was in for a show. Now I just wish I had some dinner. Got any snacks left?”

“Yes,” Renji stated flatly, as he balled up and threw away the napkins, “But considering they’re chocolate, and you’re in cat form, maybe we should wait till after we get back to the shop.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever, freeloader," Yoruichi teased, causing Renji to whip around on her.

“I don’t even live there anymore! And I worked while I was there, so if anything, you’re the freeloader!”

“Fine. Stick-in-the-mud then!" Yoruichi replied, as she licked her paw, "By the Soul King’s Weirdly Almost Hairless Body, no wonder you and Byakuya-Boy get along…”

Renji was about to protest, when Rukia interrupted him, “W-Wait! The Soul King has almost no hair? Really? I always imagined him with luscious locks and a long, fabulous beard for some reason. Wasn’t there a painting of him back at the Academy…”

“Oh…yeah… I think so too…” Renji agreed.

“U-Uh… Anyway, I think we had better go now!” Yoruichi panicked, suddenly jumping up, “Kisuke is expecting us, and we wouldn’t want to be late just because you two were busy smooching!” Now it was their turn to look frantic.

“We weren’t smooching!” They both shouted in unison.

“Fine! About to smooch then! Let’s go!” Yoruichi said, hopping down from the jungle gym and strutting away. Rukia started after her, but stopped when she saw Renji hanging back. He seemed to be thinking hard about something.

"You okay?"

"Hm?" Renji blinked, "Oh, yeah, yeah. Just thinking about the future is all…"

"Oh? Anything in particular?"

"Um…" he paused and looked ahead towards Yoruichi's retreating frame. Rukia followed his gaze.

"Ah! No worries. Tell me later." She turned back towards the path, and began to walk away again.

"W-Wait! Hold up!" He said as he put his hand on her shoulder, stopping her. He waited until Yoruichi had rounded the far corner before continuing, "L-Listen, Rukia, I just wanted to say…no matter what happens, I'm glad we're facing the future together. You…You mean everything to me, and I…well I… Look, just know I’ll always be by your side, alright?!" Renji let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding in. He looked at Rukia, who was staring back at him with wide eyes.

"Renji…"

"Oi! Are you two coming or not?" Yoruichi yelled from around the corner.

"Yeah, yeah, we're coming!" Renji shouted back at her. He looked back at Rukia, and gave her a toothy grin, "Together then?" She returned his smile with one of her own.

"Yeah. Together," she nodded resolutely, "Let's go."

>>>>>>>>>> Author’s Note <<<<<<<<<<

One day I was thinking about Rukia and her friendships and realized, “Wow, she sure has started a whole lot of those during stressful and/or deadly situations, huh?!” And from that idea, this story was born! Lol

Don’t have as much to say about this one. It’s certainly a lot more chill than the last couple. They really are just sitting around, chatting, shooting the breeze, not much really happens until the end. But I had fun writing it, and I thought eh, maybe people would like it, so here we are! Anyway, thanks for reading!

#bleach #renruki #renji abarai #rukia kuchiki #fanfiction #bubble tea #we can't all be winners #wcabw #Yoruichi guest appearance #slice of life #friendship #romantic fluff

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kookies2000 · 2 years

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Clones

You know, I've been thinking back on the Ducktales series finally. As some know, I'm not a fan of Webby being a clone for reasons that it feels meaningless. Then it had me thinking, Hunter from The Owl House is a clone yet I feel something for him. And I thought I would write my thoughts on it.

Webby

First thing's first, Webby. Look, I know they had to squeeze in a Weddy and Huey story in one season and that's hard. No time and a lot of story to tell. And the show did a decent and great job at it. But my one big issue is Webby being a clone of Scrooge. My issue isn't with Webby being a clone but a clone of Scrooge. To me, that doesn't mean much. So Webby turns out to be a clone of Scrooge…… and? Why should we care? Many say it's because she's now Scrooge's daughter but wasn't she already treated like Scrooge's daughter? Scrooge loved her, cared about her the same way any good father loves his daughter. We got episodes about their relationship developing. It was already established that Scrooge loves Webby. So what was she being a clone of Scrooge supposed to add? It didn't develop their already developed relationship except making them biologically related. Was it relevant to the plot? Yeah, F.O.W.L got the papyrus. But couldn't Bradford use Huey? He already had Huey in his grasp. Huey was fully convinced that Bradford wanted to help and was willing to do what he said. So why did he need Webby? I feel like Webby being a clone of someone else would've been more effective. Like her mother? Maybe Beakly had Webby under wraps because she lost her daughter to F.O.W.L and F.O.W.L was creating soldiers through cloning. So she rescued Webby. Then Webby would have this moment of thinking if she can live up to her mother's legacy. Maybe her mother could've been a S.U.S.H agent or she was just a really good daughter to Beakley. And Webby now feels more pressure on being the perfect replica of her mother for Beakley. Or it didn't need to be complicated like that. Maybe something simple like just being a clone of a F.O.W.L agent. She would have an identity crisis of not knowing who she's a clone of and that she was gonna be used for evil. Maybe she is evil and she thinks back to any past mistakes she made. But in the end she can be who she wants to be. She creates her own story and is her own person. But no, she's fully content with being a copy of her idol. She's happy she's blood related to the Mcduck Clan even though she was already part of the family. It just added nothing in my eyes to her character.

Hunter

As for Hunter, wow where do I start? So we already knew he was a clone with the hints the show left us. But of who was the question. When we learned he was the clone of Belos brother it was a huge impact. Why? Well, one reason I believe why is because we never officially meet Caleb. We only saw pictures in Belos memory. And all we know is that Belos killed his brother for falling in love with a witch. And I feel like that mystery adds to our love for this twist. It also means something different to some characters. To Belos, this clone is a reminder of the brother who betrayed him. His determination and pride of trying to create the perfect brother. And it hurts him whenever his brother betrays him. To Hunter, this means that Belos is a murder. The same man that raised him and he loves killed many Golden Guards before him. He is a copy of someone Belos made disappear. And to Luz, her view on Hunter didn't really change. She still sees him as a good guy and a friend. *cough* brother *cough* To Darius, at first he saw Hunter as just a brat who replaced his mentor, someone he loved dearly. This copy of his mentor is taking the name of The Golden Guard for granted. Later, when Hunter proves he can think for himself, Darius sees him as someone his mentor would be proud of. And he cares for Hunter like his own son. Not only is there a mystery to Hunter being a clone but it means something different to different characters. And there's tension if the others find out. Hunter is scared that if Willow and Gus find out, they'll see him differently. There's just a lot of layers to Hunter being a clone. One thing that I think The Owl House had was pacing. They didn't reveal that Hunter is a clone at the very end and he accepted it right away. They revealed it in the middle of season two and they're letting it sink in for the audience. They're letting us see Hunter's process of accepting this new reality of his. He's scared, nervous, and curious. He's studying on Grim walkers and talks to Luz about his thoughts of being a clone. We see how he feels and what he thinks. The pacing is definitely done very well in The Owl House. I should also add the parallels of Hunter and Caleb. Hunter has Luz as his new sibling figur, and Gus too. He has what Caleb didn't, loving siblings. And then the fact that Belos killed his brother for falling in love with a witch. So….. who's gonna tell Belos about Willow?

Conclusion

Basically, Hunter being a clone has a lot more meaning to it than Webby being a clone. The pacing was better, the impact, the emotions, the pain and comfort. It was all there and done beautifully. This isn't to say that ducktales failed. I still love that show like crazy, flaws and everything. It's just that I feel like they fell flat with Webby. Like they could've done more with her story.

#the owl house #owl house #ducktales 2017 #ducktales #the owl house hunter #ducktales webby

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the-firebird69 · 1 year

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Actually Trump owns universal studios and Disney so be putting up our own castle and the castle would look different and he tried to take it over because he can't figure out who owns what who's doing what. And now we get it too usually people are jumping up and down it's my stuff and what he's saying is all he has is his bike and his other stuff and someone else is doing it so he wants it to go up so he can try and take it and tell me if wants to see who it is and Mac wants to see who it is. And queen Camilla Parker bowles wants to see who it is and lots of them when I go there and try and figure it out it's all sorts of contest and gifts I'm going to publish now

Thor Freya

Live a lot of changes here today and it's the management I'm going to start doing those projects the small ones cuz these people are pushing for it just like you thought and most of them are low income well all the small ones are and we are going to go ahead and award a bunch of projects to ourselves we have to land and we're going to proceed and we're getting support finally and most people are supporting it and also the management here has changed the the mayor and the councilman are still the same the selected whenever and the State Assembly but they dropped from $3,000 to 2000 and it's changing out and that's half I don't know that's it's it started at around 4,500 it's over half out in the management is changing and they want stuff to start everybody farts around with it when they're idiots for a long time and they say stuff for like a year it takes way too long it's way too long okay so our son says he's going to start a program he's going to try and bribe them to get the apartment complex going and they'll sit there and say it's illegal and try and take it over after the fact having some dirt on him they'll say what do you pass off with it says well you get 100 and that's like a 900 bucks a month or a thousand bucks a month and subsidized so that's $100,000 * 12 1.2 million so for a hundred unit complex I would give like a brand new Corvette stingray the way it is now but just a 2023 we're fully loaded my view but if you talking like a 400 that's four times which is like 4.4 million dollars so I probably cough up like a brand new I don't make the GT anymore yet that's new releases and I'm here it is and they don't make that one either yet that's a cough up like an hourly Audi coupe sports car and they're pretty pretty cool they're fast and for like a thousand would be almost 12 million dollars for the first year so it cough up like a Ferrari testarossa which is like an entry level Ferrari it's it's a fast car it's just not the most expensive Ferrari and they agree it's not an entry level car and by any way it's a famous extremely fast supercar and the 23 isn't already built and John remillard would look at it like bribery thinks he could use it because they're supposedly still his company too.

Zues Hera

Like the idea and we know that need some cash involved and they're wondering when I would come from so I'm going to try and grease the wheels cuz this is slow as LF and we have to like put cash in the planning department I want to do it like it's a bribe but we didn't give it to you at all and you can make it up this otherwise I'll say that they didn't take it and also the s*** if you leave it at Dunkin donuts and you're sitting next to it and they look at it and grab it then they'll say they bribed us. Okay so we drive the Ferrari up and we run out of gas down the street and the keys are in the titles in it and it's not signed I get that and we have some real estate cards stuff like that and we're going to do it that way cuz then they run around and try and stuff it to you we've done this before yeah and it came up he came up with it we want to do it now they say and we haven't had any kind of hints or anything so we can't do it now

Thor Freya

This message is approved this method is not to be done by anybody who is not a formal spy of ours and approved to do this procedure and a son is and daughter and we are proceeding

Olympus

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nojey · 3 years

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finally

feral boys x streamer!reader (separate)

genre: fluff, crack

warning(s): none

synopsis: the feral boys finally meet their favorite streamers

dreamwastaken / clay

word count: 407

the day you met dream, you were on the phone with your best friend george, also known as georgenotfound

he was speedrunning on stream while you were on a discord call with him

his viewers knew who you were, not only because you were george’s best friend but also because you were a streamer too

you weren’t a big one but well known for how well you play battle box in mcc

george was about to end his stream after an unsuccessful speed run when he asked you something

“you know dream right?”

“yeah, of course, he’s one of your other best friends” you answered

“are you okay with me adding him to the call?” he asked you.

“uh sure, but aren’t you gonna end stream?”

“no, i will after this.” he giggled

“why? are you trying to embarrass one of us?” you asked him suspiciously.

“you don’t have to worry about that.”

you heard a ding from discord, indicating that someone joined your voice chat

“hello? dream?” george asked.

“george. why? why are you doing this to me?” dream asked.

“hi dream,” you smiled.

“uh, hi. hi (y/n).”

“george why did you add me to the call?” he asked george.

“well, i know how much you like watching their stream. and considering you’re both my best friends, why not introduce you! perfect right? anyways. i’m gonna end my stream now. let’s raid karl. and you two can talk to each other. bye now!” he left the call so now it was just you and dream in the vc

it really warmed your heart that someone with such a big platform liked watching your streams since it had been quite hard to gain a following since you started streaming

“hi dream,” you said once again

he sighed. “hi (y/n).” “i really didn’t want him to do that, i didn’t want this to be the first time we meet, you know. i just love watching your streams so much and i wanted it to, honestly, be in person. but you know, george does what he thinks he shou-”

“it’s okay dream, i’ve actually been looking forward to meeting you, considering you’re also one of george’s best friends. but i do agree, he does tend to do whatever he puts his mind to.”

after you calmed his nerves, his conversation skills skyrocketed and the conversations flowed very easily

you guys spent the rest of the night talking

georgenotfound / george

word count: 326

being a minecraft streamer and a hypebeast got you some recognition

you were a hypebeast model on instagram and when you had announced you started streaming minecraft on twitch you had grown pretty easily

it didn’t take you time before you were invited to join mcc

not just because you had a big following but because you were actually really good at playing

since you didn’t really know any other mc streamers you got placed in a group with people you had never met

their names were Ph1lzA, WilburSoot, and GeorgeNotFound

the first time you talked to them, they welcomed you with open arms and we so nice

“hi (y/s/n)! i’m philza but you can just call me phil,” he introduced.

“hi phil!” you responded.

“i’m wilbur, is this gonna be your first mcc?” wilbur asked.

“yeah, it is. i’m actually really nervous.” you laughed a bit, to get the nerves out.

“ah okay, well no worries. we were all beginners before. don’t worry about trying to score high, just have fun!” phil assured.

“we’re just waiting for one other person and we’ll get started on the practice.” phil continued.

“okie dokie,” you said. you put yourself on mute and wiped the sweat off your hands on your pants.

“hello, hello, sorry i’m late. had trouble starting the server.” you heard.

“well nice of you to join us george.” wilbur said.

“yeah, yeah. hi philza, hi wilbur, hi (y/s/n)- wait, (y/s/n)??” he stuttered

“hi george?,” you said softly.

“oh my god, i’ve watched your streams before, they’re really cool. i enjoy watching them.” he rambled.

you giggled

“well thank you,” you said, still giggling a little.

for the rest of the day you all practiced, everyone giving you pointers, but george watching carefully to make sure you understood the pointers you were getting

and if you didn’t then he knew to tell you which part you were kind of misunderstanding

sapnap

word count: 398

you met sapnap long before you became a streamer

you were a big fan of sapnap

and one day you ran into him in public

it was a short interaction but it really meant a lot to you

so you asked for a picture to remember the moment by

after you took the picture you said your goodbyes and you were extremely excited

a few weeks after than interaction you had made the decision to start streaming

you were thinking about becoming one for a long time and after meeting sapnap you made your decision

because you wanted to be the type of person sapnap was to you

and be a person someone looked up to and meet people that felt the way about you that you feel about sapnap

you’d been a streamer for a few months when you got a raid from sapnap himself

his viewers were suggesting he raided you so he did

you freaked out, you gained a small following and the fact that sapnap decided to raid you? amazed

but what you didn’t know was that he kept watching you

after he saw how appreciative you were he wanted to watch more and he got intrigued

so he followed you and started watching your streams almost every time you streamed whenever he wasn’t busy

after about 2 years of streaming you got a very big following

your supporters were stalking your twitter and found the picture of you and sapnap when you both met

they then began to repost it on twitter tagging the both of you

you saw it and replied, “LMAO i look so small. but big shoutout to sapnap for raiding me as a small streamer and making all this possible <3″

he saw your reply and his eyes went big

HE MET YOU BEFORE!??

he then proceeded to respond to your tweet, “we’ve met before??”

and it went back and forward

“yeah, it was before i was a streamer, we met at like.. the grocery store lol”

“i literally had no idea you were a fan of me”

“yup, i’ve been for the past 3 years”

“dude after i raided you i started watching your streams and you became my favorite streamer”

“well,, you’re still my favorite streamer ;)”

after that sapnap dmd you asking if you guys could meet in person again

and who could pass up that offer

karl jacobs

word count: 510

you and karl met at twitchcon

you had recently become a big streamer and this was your 2nd time going to twitchcon

1st time having a meet and greet

meeting your supporters meant so much to you

you finally get to give each of them a hug, and it may not be all of them but seeing this many people come out to meet you meant more than anyone could imagine

but being at twitchcon also meant you could meet your streamer friends

which made everything 10x more exciting

you decided to meet up with your friend, valkyrae and you guys were going to a creator party

when you finally got to see her you gave her a huge hug that lasted a while because it was the first time you were meeting in person

once you both reached the venue of where the party was being held you all met up with your other friends. you hadn’t met any of them in person but rae had

you saw sykkuno, lily, michael, toast, and a few other people and smiled really big, excited to see all of them

you finally got to them and pulled them into a group hug

“you guys!! oh my god it feels so good to finally meet all of you!” you said.

“it’s nice to meet you in person, (y/n).” sykkuno said smiling at you

you let go of the hug and remembered everyone else that they were with

“hi! i’m (y/s/n) but you can just call me (y/n),” you said with a smile.

“this is karl, poki, and scarra.” toast introduced.

you saw karl and poki whispering to each other while you got into a conversation with everyone else.

poki coughed and said, “hey guys! don’t we have to go to that thing, right? that thing.” hinting at something, looking between you and karl.

you’re pretty sure everyone caught on and they all agreed.

“oh yeah! that thing!”

“yeah, we should probably go!”

“yup, don’t wanna be late to that thing.”

you looked at them with an unimpressed look as they walked away, looking behind their shoulders to see you and karl standing there.

“hi, i’m-i’m karl, i’m sorry about that. i just told poki that you’re like literally my favorite streamer and i guess she wanted us to talk more? i don’t know, but it’s really nice to meet you.” karl said.

you laughed as you quickly understood your friends weird behavior

“yeah, you raided me a few times- thank you for that by the way. it helped me a lot in growing my fanbase and i don’t think i’d be where i am if you hadn’t raided me.” you smiled at him. he beamed and smiled back at you.

“yeah, no, it was no problem. like i said you’re literally my favorite streamer and being able to help you with that is absolutely insane to me.”

for the rest of the party, your friends could see both of you talking the night away

and maybe even dance together

quackity

word count: 428

finding out what to do for stream was kinda hard when pretty much all your friends were busy

but then you got a text from karl, asking if you wanted to play jackbox with him and a few friends

you accepted, knowing you wouldn’t have anything else to stream

in the lobby it would be you, karl, dream, sapnap and a few other people you didn’t know

when it was finally time to play, you started up your stream and introduced what you’d be playing that night

“hey guys, welcome welcome, welcome. today i’m gonna be playing jackbox with karl, dream, sapnap, and a few other of karls friends.”

you joined the vc and immediately heard a lot of boys talking very loudly

you let out a small, “hello?”

somehow everyone heard you and stopped talking

“(y/n)!” karl yelled out.

dream and sapnap let out a “hi, (y/n)” and you said hello back.

“hi everyone, i’m (y/s/n) but you all can call me (y/n)” you introduced yourself.

eveyrone else said hi and introduced themselves

you found out you were playing with quackity, wilbur, tommy, and techno too

during mad verse city karl was going against quackity and his rap went something like this

“you talk so weird, i’m gonna need translator, next time (y/n)’s here they’re gonna be a hater, because your big crush on them i’ll see ya later”

your mouth was wide open while all the boys started teasing quackity

“what the fuck! i don’t have a crush on them!”

quackity ended up losing that one.

after the game and you ended you stream you asked quackity to stay

“hi quackity,” you said, with an energetic voice

“... hey, (y/n)”

“sooo, was what karl said true?” you asked.

“mm not necessarily. it’s not that i have a crush on you. you’re.. just my favorite streamer and you know. this is the first time i’m meeting you and i was telling all of them that i’m nervous because i’ve never talked to you before and i think you’re a great streamer and that you put out really funny content and i didn’t wanna embarrass myself but. karl did that for me.” he rambled

you giggled

“i think that’s really cute. thank you for supporting me. you can dm me on twitter or discord if you ever wanna play sometime.” you told him and left the vc.

you then saw all the boys you were playing with pile into the vc and you could only imagine what they were talking about.

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absolutelyfizzing · 3 years

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unwanted feelings

james potter x reader

description - You'd had a crush on James Potter for years and when he kisses Lily Evans in front of you, you are heart broken. Later you find that he didn't actually feel as you expected and he explains himself.

warnings - some angst, unsure reader, fem pronouns, self doubt, negative self talk, not eating for a day cause reader is avoiding someone

word count - 2800

A/N - so this one isn't my best work by far but i wrote it so looks like its getting posted. i don't know why all of my reader inserts lately are so fem and sort of bubbly, i guess it's sort of what i'm aiming for for myself right now but i'm sorry if it maybe isn't coming off as relatable.

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Your throat tightened in anxiety as you watched James zoom around the pitch. He was reckless when he was playing quidditch and it was one of the things that made him great at the game and an excellent captain. It was also the thing that nearly gave you a heart attack every time you watched him play. You went to every one of his games and you always wore something of his with his colors when you were in the stands. You were stood up on your seat and a slightly bored looking Remus sat to your right, reading from a book you didn't recognize. You'd thought that Sirius playing would be enough to keep him interested but sports was just not something he enjoyed watching. You were usually that way as well but whenever James was playing, suddenly you were the most intent spectator in the stands.

You were more worried than you should have been. More worried than what was appropriate for a friend to be. That's what you were, friends. That had been reinforced many times by the shaggy haired boy and you tried desperately to get it through your head before you embarrassed yourself one of these days. Sometimes though, you just couldn't help it.

Really you might have thought he reciprocated if you didn't know any better. You often got comments on what an attractive couple you guys were but each time it was quickly corrected by James. Normally along the lines of 'Oh god no, we are just friends. Purely platonic' , sometimes followed by a shudder or a gag even. It upset you every time to no end but you played along. You rarely, if ever, contributed to the shooting down of any feelings but that was never noticed by the man you had feelings for.

You'd had a crush on him since you were probably in your second year and now you were coming to the middle of your seventh. There were a million times that you almost said something but every time there was a reminder that you were not the one he had eyes for. It usually took the shape of disgust at the thought of dating you or commentary as he pined over the Evans girl who you felt you could never compete with. How could you when she was just perfect. You saw her to the left of you as she stood in the stands as well and your hands shook with insecurity before looking back toward the game. Your heart raced nearly as quickly as James did around the pitch and you prayed that the snitch would be caught soon so that you could get rid of the stress surrounding you. You felt a hand on your right shoulder and you looked over to find Remus had stood and was looking at you caringly.

"Are you alright, Y/N?" He asked softly and you tried your very best to soften your gaze and calm your stance so you appeared less concerned with someone that you shouldn't have that much interest in in the first place.

"Of course I am. When am I not?" You smiled before looking out at the pitch.

"When youre watching the guy you're in love with play a dangerous game that you don't like." He stated simply in response to the question you meant to be rhetorical and your eyes widened.

"I don't know what youre talking about." You nearly whispered and Remus smiled.

"I'm not gonna tell anyone Y/N but its not exactly subtle. It probably doesn't help that I know the look on your face because it's how I feel too watching Sirius play." He was still smirking but your anxiety was far from eased.

"Oh god, does he know?" You asked scaredly, terrified that the answer would be yes and you would have to stop spending time with him.

"Shockingly, no." You sighed out in relief but Remus continued. "You should tell him though or else he might end up moving on."

"What do you mean? There's nothing for him to move on from. Everyone knows he's in love with Evans and he has made it pretty clear that he is opposed to being anything more than a friendly relationship with me." You choked out, struggling with the words leaving your lips but knowing them to be true.

"I mean he has a minor crush on Evans but it's nothing compared to the annoyingly huge crush he has on you. He's probably just overcompensating for the fact that he's insecure and doesn't want you to reject him."

"Why are you telling me this?" You asked sincerely. You were friends with Remus as you were with the rest of the marauders but it was nothing compared to the friendship they held within their group. You knew Remus was more loyal to James than to you so you couldn't understand why, if it was true, Remus would be telling you at all.

"Because he is trying desperately to move on seeing as he is under the impression that you aren't into him and I'd hate to see him throw something away that could be really good for him." Remus smiled gently and you looked at him gratefully.

"I really appreciate you telling me and all but I just don't think I can believe you. I can't even count how many times he has made a big show of not liking me. I love him too much to ruin what we have and I know that if I confessed and it went bad that I would lose him all together. I would rather have him in my life in a way that hurts than not have him in it at all." You stated sadly and Remus sighed but nodded in understanding.

"I get it but just know that I'm being honest and pretty soon he is going to give up on it. I just want to see you both happy but if its too big of a leap, I understand. That's exactly the excuse he tells the rest of us too."

Suddenly cheers erupted from the stands, cutting your conversation with Remus off as everyone ran to rush the pitch. The snitch had been caught and gryffindor won. You were excited for James but you were also a little terrified to walk onto the pitch to see him with the now conflicted thoughts running through your head. Your thoughts were stopped by the image in front of you which was causing the whole crowd to cheer. James had pulled Lily Evans into a kiss in his excitement and your heart stopped. You felt nausea rise in your throat and Remus caught your eye with a sympathetic look. You didn't look at him for longer than a second and you ran off the pitch with tears streaming down your face. You found your way up to your dorm, pushing yourself to get there quickly before the common room filled with students celebrating their victory. James was always one to love attention so he would be getting crazy after the game which he did just about every time they won.

When you made it to your bed, you hurried under the covers, throwing the shirt you were wearing which belonged to James onto the floor. You felt your heart clench at the despair you felt. You wanted to be upset at Remus for getting your hopes up but you knew he was sincere in his want to help. Still you felt that you would probably not be able to face James in the weeks to come. Maybe, given a little time, you could be around him and not be upset at the world for taking away your chance with him. As you laid in your bed, you stared at the ceiling. You felt tears streaming down your face and you grew angry at yourself. He didn't owe you anything, he wasn't into you. That wasn't his fault and it was so unfair of you to expect anything more from him when your feelings were not his responsibility.

You weren't sure how long you laid there but you could hear the party start and end in the common room. It must have been late. Sleep wouldnt come though, you could just feel your heart continue to break and you were stuck in a loop of self pity. You made the decision that the following days would be spent away from James if you could at all help it. That was probably what he wanted anyway and it was the only way that you would get over the pain you were feeling. At some point your roomates entered your dorm and sleep overtook you for a few restless hours.

When you woke up, the sun was barely on the rise. You hurried up and got dressed and ready. You were planning on getting to breakfast early to avoid running into any of the marauders. You found your plans were not going how you wanted when you entered the great hall to find a head of red hair next to a mop of black. Your throat tightened and you quickly moved to turn and head out of the great hall. You heard a familiar voice call your name but you rushed out before you could give it too much thought. You knew that if you let him try to convince you, you would end up having a very upsetting breakfast with your best friend and his new lover. You would rather avoid breakfast.

Throughout the day, avoiding James was proving to be harder than you had thought it would be. You had many of your classes with him and you even sat next to him in a few. He was insistently trying to get you to open up about why you were suddenly so closed off to him but you remained shut off, reassuring him that nothing was wrong and you were just a little tired from the game the day before. You avoided lunch for the same reason as you had avoided breakfast and you felt yourself starting to get a bit lightheaded. Your afternoon was spent avoiding James but soon he was preoccupied with Lily anyway.

You were hid in a corner of the library when a cough alerted you of someone's presence. You looked up to find the very eyes you hadn't wanted to see.

You pushed it down with a gulp and smiled a bit at him, trying desperately to keep the tears at bay but they were growing harder to hold back after keeping everything pent up all day. It probably didn't help that you were hungry and therefor a bit more emotional. You could feel the tears sitting in your eyes, waiting for something to go wrong so they had an excuse to escape you.

"I don't know what I did wrong." He mumbled while looking at the floor in front of you and you took a deep breath.

"There's nothing wrong James, I promise. It's just been a long day." You smiled and your heart picked up speed.

"Since when did we lie to each other?" He questioned and your heart stopped. You were left unsure how to respond.

"Since the truth would cause more damage than good." You spoke honestly. At this he looked up at you and your eyes met. A tear left you and James immediately moved to comfort you but you tried to move away, standing quickly to evade him. You regretted it as spots filled your vision, the lack of food catching up to you. You know that you turned a bit green for a moment because James looked slightly scared.

"Y/N I dont know whats wrong but you look like you should be getting to the hospital wing. You don't look well."

Before you could answer you felt your vision blacken and your legs give out before your consciousness left you completely.

When you woke up, you knew you were in the hospital wing. It smelled sterile and the bed was stiff underneath you. When you started to wake madam pomfrey came to check on you.

"You can't go around with an empty stomach like that again, do you hear me?" She scolded, though her eyes were soft. You nodded solemnly. "I was alerted that you hadn't been to the great hall to eat all day, you have to know that isn't good for you. I'm gonna have a prefect watch out for you the next couple days to make sure you're eating at meal times. Understood?" She asked again and once more you nodded before leaning back and sighing. You looked at your surroundings and were surprised to see the black haired boy next to your bed fast asleep. Your heart took off again and you felt trapped by your environment. As anxiety swirled around in your chest, James had woken up a bit.

"You're awake." James sighed, laced with relief. You still wouldn't make eye contact with him. You felt the bed dip as he sat on it and you looked up to watch him put his head in his hands as he leaned over. You felt guilt fill your chest more than it already had from hating that you felt any claim over the man in front of you. You knew you were in the wrong and the last thing you wanted was to cause him any pain. "Remus talked to me." He almost whispered.

At that moment, you wished you could have apparated to anywhere else in the world. You looked back down at your lap and tears were once again brought to your eyes. You felt betrayal that Remus would reveal your feelings to James.

"I'm sorry." You apologized and you fiddled with your fingers.

"Why are you the one apologizing, I'm the one whos behaved poorly." He assures and you shake your head.

"That's not fair to yourself. You're allowed to want to be with whomever you want and my feelings should have no effect on that. You've made it clear for years that you weren't interested in me and it is my fault that I couldn't take a hint. I'm so sorry." You gushed out and tears started to fall from your eyes. You felt James get up from your bed and you prepared him to leave but instead you felt arms wrap around you and a kiss came to your head.

"Y/N I have had feelings for you for years. I was just always too scared for myself to even consider that you might feel the same." He whispered out but you felt only a different kind of pain. Even though he had now admitted his feelings, he was still dating Lily. Not you. Almost as if he could hear your thoughts he spoke quietly. "I broke it off with Evans." You pulled away immediately.

"What? Why would you do that?" You asked quickly and before he had a chance to answer you feared the worst. "Oh god is it because of me? James please dont let my feelings have any bearing on who you want to date, I can't stand the thought of being the reason you broke up. Even if we do have feelings for each other, you deserve a chance with Lily if that's what you want."

"It was mutual, actually. She understood that I had feelings for you and she said she had a crush on someone else. It just seemed like I had kissed her a bit rashly on the quidditch pitch and we agreed that we shouldn't have gotten together in the first place. It was only a day anyway." He reassured as he explained himself and you calmed a bit.

"So what does this mean." You got out, almost inaudibly.

"It means that, if you'll have me, I'd like to take you out on a date." He stated as if it were the simplest thing in the world and you almost couldn't believe your ears. Before you were even thinking you were nodding quickly, causing spots to once again fill your vision and James grabbed your shoulders to stabilize you before you both laughed. He pulled you by your shoulders toward him and he caught your lips in a kiss that somehow expressed all of the years of repressed feelings. When he pulled away he smiled at you and sat back on your bed. He spent the rest of the day with you in the hospital wing talking about all of the places he was going to take you in the coming weeks.

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chaeryybomb · 3 years

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nct dream reaction to their idol!reader girlfriend being shipped with another idol

anon: nct dream reaction to their idol!reader girlfriend being shipped with some other idol :) love your works btw. and thank you for this in advance

pairing: nct dream x idol!reader

genre: headcanons, fluff, crack

warnings: mentions of insecurities

a/n: dhsjdj technically my requests are closed rn but I decided I would write this out so I hope you enjoy this!

mark lee

confused boi™

tbh he wouldn't even notice you were being shipped with another idol until another member points it out

you were a special guest mc for the show and fans saw the cute interactions you had with the boyz juyeon

and soon enough fans started shipping the both of you together

in reality, you and juyeon were just high school friends and you were glad to see him again

fans on the other hand,,

mark didn't realise you were being shipped with juyeon until doyoung pointed it one day

and mark was all like

( ・◇・)？"nani? y/n and juyeon???"

he would then search up ynjuyeon on twitter because cough yeah

and found a shit ton of edits of the both of y'all

and now he's sad :((

he's sad that because no one shipped y'all together

"isn't your relationship a secret???"

"yeah but still :((("

mark sweetie y'all have neve interacted on stage before fjdjdndnd

he knows you love him and would never cheat on him

but boy is he going to be a pouty baby when y'all hang out next time

literally all he's going to say is:

"why do they ship you and him together?? why not me :(("

"mark they've never seen us in the same room before"

huang renjun

unbothered king™

at least that's what he tells you fhdjdj

he found out through a vlive fhdhdjj

it was one of the usernames and the username was like ynxyanan_shipper

and renjun mf squinted his eyes like

did I read that clearly ಠ_ಠ

he's like yn and wHO

chenle was beside him when it happened and chenle was like what's wrong

and renjun points out the username

and chenle starts lauGHING BECAUSE HE FINDS IT SO FUNNY

renjun smacks him on the head to tell him to shut up DHHSHDD

obviously he would take a screenshot of the username and sends it to you

and he's like

short king <3: do you hv something to confess to me

you: ,,, my love for you??

short king <3: blocked

you: HAHSAHS IM KIDDING

tbh you find the situation honestly really funny

cause you and yanan aren't exactly friends? you're more of acquaintances than friends

and you made eye contact one (1) time with him by accident at an award show and suddenly you're being shipped with him

when you call him the next time to hang out, definitely expect him to be salty about it fjdjfjd

"hey are you free to come over today?"

"I don't know, why don't you ask your BOYFRIEND yanan"

"renjun istg i will break up with you-"

lee jeno

oh baby boy is gonna be so so confused

he's going to be even more confused because you're being shipped with itzy's chaeryeong fhfhfjf

see you and chaeryeong were featured in an episode of a reality tv show once

and the both of y'all immediately hit it off and your friendship was just adorable

so y'all kept interacting every time y'all see each other

and y'all are now nicknamed as the 4th gen gfs because y'all are so adorable???

like the chaeryn ship ur most popular ship ever

so jeno is so confused?? like why is his gf being shipped with her??

he's like a whole ass puppy okay

you, on the other hand, find the chaeryn ship really cute so you don't mind it and you jokingly call chaeryeong your gf once or twice on live before fjdjfn

whenever you tell him that you're hanging out with chaeryeong, he will pout at you and give you his best puppy eyes

like he will cling onto you and try to convince you to now to go

it works like 13% of the time and you would cancel plans with chaer but most of time it doesn't and you would end up being late jhdjsh

but it will slowly become into an inside joke between y'all

like yk that one meme

"this is yn my girlfriend and her girlfriend chaeryeong"

kjdhkjshfs yeah that

but in all seriousness, jeno is really unbothered about you being shipped with chaeryeong because it basically has the same energy as him being shipped with jaemin

whenever y'all are having play fights, you jokingly threaten to leave him for chaeryeong jdsfjds and he immediately stops and says that's unfair

pls shower him in hugs and kisses later

lee haechan

definitely makes a fuss about it

i mean he knows that you aren't going to leave him and all but is he going to be dramatic about it? yes, yes he is

he finds out by himself because he was probably on twitter stalking your hashtag

when he suddenly stumbles upon and edit of you and ateez's san

he's like O.O wot is tHis?

screenshots the edit and sends it to you

hyuckie: yNNNN

hyuckie: THE LOVE OF MY LIFE

hyuckie: BABY

hyuckie: SUGAR BUM

hyuckie: DAISY PIE

you: what in, the ever loving fuck, is daisy pie

hyuckie: *sends screenshot* ARE U CHEATING ON ME

you: hyuck that pic is clearly edited

hyuckie: I KNOW BUT ARE YOU????

you: i-

he makes so much jokes about it that you literally have to shut him up with a kiss

jokes on u reader he's doing this on purpose to get those free kisses

the jokes stop when you actually finally meet san during a game show and shippers are like omg they finally interacted

and the amount of ynxsan edits just,, grow

haechan acts even salty about it and whines about why fan don't ship y'all together when y'all have made eye contact during the golden disk awards bc he was being a lil shit hdsjhfjds

"hey what if i keep staring at you during the melon so we can get into a scandal?"

"hyuck this is supposed to be a secret relationship-"

"yeah but-"

jokes on u he actually does stare at you at the next award show and thankfully did not get into any scandals, but fans started to ship the both of you!

na jaemin

the true unbothered king

literally does not care that you are shipped with someone else

because he knows that he is yours and vice versa

and plus you love him a lot so

he finds out from chenle, who did it out of spite because one day chenle was bored and wanted to cause some chaos

boi basically ran up to jaemin to shove an edit of you and treasurer's junkyu together and went like

"look hyung! ur gf is being shipped with someone eLsE"

"oh that's weird"

"rigHT"

"I thought people shipped her with treasurer's hyunsuk"

chenle is like

HUH???

"aren't you like,, jeaolous??"

jaemin just shrugs and says "hmm, not really"

jaemin knows that you are good friends wth a lot of idols because you're a social butterfly

so he truly doesn't mind when you get shipped with other idols bc in the end , he's the one holding you in his arms

plus he knows the edits and shippers are mostly harmless

and he trusts you

so he just fucks around with chenle jkldsfj

chenle is still confused bc he wants to rile jaemin up for fun but failed hjdshf

zhong chenle

if you thought haechan was dramatic, then you better buckle up for chenle's

so you see

fans already shipped u and chenle

y'all already have a dating scandal

and both companies tried so hard to defuse it

see you are an mc for a music show and you were interviewing nct dream

chenle, being the lil shit he is, kept giving you the heart eyes the entire time

and 6 months later, y'all got caught by dispatch on a daTe

ofc both sides were panicking but chenle was enjoying bc he's like "yeah this is my s/o and what abt it"

but y'all still had a dating ban so sm was this close in kicking him hfdsjfh

fortunately, they were able to cover it up as someone else so there's that

so chenle is aware that fans shipped the both of you together

so when he sees you being shipped with stray kid's jeongin

he was like "HOW DARE THEY-"

calls you to complain about the ship for 3 hours

and that is how you found out as well-

literally you don't even know jeongin so you just let chenle complain about it

he goes on and on about why fans should continue to ship y'all together so when he reveals the relationship the fans will be surprised but also not really at the same time-

"should i get into another scandal with you?"

"chenle no-"

park jisung

oh baby boy is going to be very, very confused

i mean he knows that shipping is a thing between fans

he's just confused why ppl would ship you and p1harmony's keeho

like you have never interacted with him so why would fans ship the both of y'all??

the dreamies mostly tell him to not take it serious but the chenle and haechan would egg him on

"get into a dating scandal with them"

"guys no-"

he wouldn't tell you that it bothers him because he doesn't want you laughing at him, worrying over a small issue

so honestly, it lowkey eats him up on the inside

until one day, you basically force it out of him because he's been acting weird for the past week

he finally confesses about the what's bothering him

and you tell him that you wouldn't have laughed at him

you know shipping idols is a common thing in the industry and sometimes it's uncomfortable knowing it when you're already in a relationship

but you also tell him that it's basically harmless because fans can't really force the both of y'all together

jisung would be insecure about the relationship because it's kinda of his first? so he just doesn't want to mess it up

just reassure him a lot and tell him that you won't leave him

and as time goes by, he just gets used to the shipping

#nct dream #nct dream imagines #nct dream reactions #mark lee imagines #renjun imagines #jeno imagines #chenle imagines #jaemin imagines #park jisung imagines #nct x reader #nct dream x reader #mark lee x reader #renjun x reader #jeno x reader #jaemin x reader #chenle x reader #jisung x reader #nct imagines

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daisycottage · 2 years

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harry potter.

anon request; hi! if your requests are open, can you write a harry x reader where he used to date ginny, they're a happy couple, but then he falls for y/n more than he did ginny. so he broke up with ginny and moved on to y/n — also with students claiming that harry and y/n are a better couple. angst oneshot from ginny's point of view, please! thank you ❤

pairings; harry x ginny | harry x reader

contents; angst if you squint. (old)

a/n : hello love! im sorry this took so long :( i hope you enjoy this though! this is an au where voldemort doesnt exist and parties are held often. i changed a few things so i hope you're okay with it<3

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Harry and Ginny, when they were seen together, the whole castle sparked rumors in a second.

Everyone were shocked. To say the least. Were there people who were jealous? Of course.

Harry and Ginny was the couple the school didn't know they needed. Ginny's lively demeanor mixed with Harry's awkward social skills were what makes them interesting.

Hermione was undeniably ecstatic when she found out. She had always known there was a different tension whenever they were together.

The two were meant to be.

Until they weren't.

—

Ginny laughed after a particularly funny joke Luna made. Luna, however, didn't laugh and only smiled softly.

"Sorry. I don't know why people don't like talking to you. Maybe it's because most are prejudice"

"I expect people have a different view of who I am, and I appreciate that you find me fun"

A cough from behind them made the two turn around. Harry who stood, cheeks flushed, and hands behind his back could not maintain eye contact with either of the girls.

"Hi, Harry" Luna greeted smiling.

"Harry? Are you okay?" Ginny questioned. He did look like he was about to pass out.

"Yeah" Harry replied immediately a pitch too high. Realizing this, he cleared his throat.

"Yeah, I'm- I'm alright" He said.

"Oh, uhm well can we help you with-"

"Doyouwantogotothepartywithme" He, basically, rambled in one breath.

"Pardon?"

"Do you want to go to the party with, with me" Harry said, his eyes closed tightly and a flower bouquet shoved an inch before Ginny's face.

"Of course, Harry" She said with a smile and took the bouquet. "I would love to go with you"

"Brilliant!" Harry exclaimed. "Excellent, yeah, I'll, I'll see you tomorrow then"

Harry walked away, and the two girls watched him do so.

Unbeknownst to him, her heart had already been thumping uncontrollably at just the sight of him. Now, she was sure the whole school could hear her heartbeat.

"He was sweet" Luna started.

"He was" Ginny replied grinning down at the bouqet.

—

"Just follow my lead, Potter" Ginny said. Harry had confessed his inability to dance just a second before they had to, and it was now up to Ginny to teach him.

The whole time, Harry was just giving puppy eyes at her. She looked ethereal.

A navy dress sat perfectly on her body, and the smile that had always shone brightly, had grown, he noticed, a bit more today.

"Harry, Harry. Haz! Are you listening?"

"Huh? Oh- oh yeah, I am"

They admired the other loads that night. After that, the two were always found together.

—

"I'm tired, leave me alone" Ginny said, when Harry had found her on the Common Room couch on a weekend and shook her shoulders.

"But I'm bored" Harry pouted.

"Go bother someone else, will you?"

"But no one is as fun as you"

"I'm sleeping, Potter, do you want me to hit your face with a pillow repeatedly when you're sleeping?"

"You're mean"

"I know"

"But you're my only friend who's fun"

"I'll tell Ron"

"Gin, please"

"Consider me one with the couch from now on"

"What"

No Response.

"I'll drag you out if you won't wake up"

Again, no response.

"Fine then"

Harry stretched out his hands and cracked his knuckles and held her by the arm, trying (and failing) to pull her.

Ginny snorted.

"Is that what you call dragging?"

"Shut up I haven't used my full strength yet"

"Okay then" She rolled her eyes, a smile directed to him. She watched him try to pull her to no success many times until he gave up.

By now, Ginny was only atop the carpet a few inches from the fireplace.

"Give up?"

"No. I decided that you aren't worth my time" Harry said plainly and walked away.

"I'm gonna get food from the kitchen"

"Count me in" Harry called retracing his steps. Ginny had a grin and her eyebrows were raised.

"I thought I wasn't worth your time"

"Bold of you to assume I'm coming for you"

"Stop lying to yourself, Potter"

She walked out of the potrait hole after patting his shoulder.

—

"I can score more than you"

"Bet"

The two immediately flew up to the hoops.

"If I win you buy me anything I want from Hogsmeade" Ginny called.

"Fine. If I win you do anything I want"

"Okay, I'll make sure you don't then" She muttered.

The two played until sunset and they finally flew down when Ron and Hermione had spotted them and told them to eat dinner.

Harry had won, and he was being real cocky about it.

The past week was filled with misery for Ginny because Harry's 'wants' were unreal. He had asked her to polish his broom, bring food from the kitchen, wake her up at midnight just to walk with him and so on.

But alas, even with all this, the two were a lovely couple. Good things never always seem to last though.

—

"Gin" Harry said hesitantly. She hummed eyes trained on her History of Magic homework. "Can we talk?"

"Just say whatever you want to say, I have to finish this homework or Hermione'll have my head"

"Oh, well, you should just do that, we can talk next time"

"Okay, you better go sleep"

A small 'okay' was heard then a moment later, the thud of a closed door. She thought nothing of what Harry wanted to say. Thinking it wasn't important.

After that day though, did she start realizing Harry physically distanced himself from her.

From small things like meals. Then to parties, while he did ask her to mandatory parties, he barely talks to her and rather get lost in his own thoughts.

Then, came the day. The day were she'd thought would never come. The dreaded day of almost every relationship. The day the best couple of Hogwarts fell apart.

It wasn't a mutual break up. Obviously. It broke Ginny terribly and when she had asked him why. He just said that he had lost his feelings for her.

He told her that he had known it for a while but did not do anything about it because he didn't want to break her.

But he did anyway.

Hermione had stopped talking to Harry, heck almost all the girls stopped talking to Harry.

Harry only had Seamus to talk to. Neville was close to Ginny so he, too, distant himself from Harry.

The Weasleys. . . to say they were mad was an understatement. Ron had joined Hermione in not talking to Harry. The twins had made it their duty to glare at him everytime they saw him.

Professor McGonagall had even gave him a tad bit more work than the others did. But she looked fine around him.

Harry was walking to Herbology when he had ran into Luna. She gave him the most unfriendly stare she could muster at him and walked away.

He really had a tough two months.

The months after people slowly but surely started to talk to him again, though some won't. Like Luna, the Patil twins and a few more.

Around nine months after the break up Harry had found a new girlfriend. Word really did circle around fast.

Some people were furious, some were amused.

Harry was dating Y/N L/N which was surprising because they were rarely seen together.

Ginny who found out a bit later than everyone else didn't seemed shocked or anything really. People thought it was because she didn't want to involve herself with Harry anymore, and while that was true. It was also because she had seen them together. Loads of times, unfortunately.

A few months after their breakup she had been walking to a class and saw them laughing together. A week after that, she had seen them in the library working on an assignment together. And much more encounters after that.

Even after hearing her friends say that the two looked awful together and that they were quite offended Y/N would date Harry after what happened to Ginny.

Ginny was convinced the couple was much better than she was. She understood that the nights spent crying over someone who didn't deserve her was wasting time. But then, seeing them together and so happy made her want to go back to her dorm and just scream.

What had she done so wrong? Was it something she could control? Or was it something she couldn't? But either way she knew she couldn't go back and change everything.

#harry potter x reader #harry potter x ginny weasley #harry potter oneshot #harry potter imagine #harry potter #angst #harry james potter

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zodiyack · 3 years

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Rude! (3,000+ Follower Fic Special 1/3)

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Female!Hopper!Reader

Warnings: Swearing, Billy stuff, lyrics, fluff

Song: Rude by Magic!

Words: 1,798

Summary: Billy's love for Hopper's daughter is too strong to be stopped by the tough Chief Jim Hopper. Despite being told "not in a thousand years", he plans to love her regardless.

Note: Thank you so so much! I love you all, and writing your ideas, as well as sharing mine with you, has been so fucking fun and amazing! I'm sorry for my lack of words, I wish being an author came in handy with writing this, however, all I can say is that I love you all from the bottom of my heart. I've seen people do shout-outs, and ask-related stuff with their follower things, and I may do that, I'm not sure. For now, I hope you enjoy this... Thank you all, again!

Also 1/3 means that there will be two other fics released for the 3,000+ follower present!

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"Saturday morning, jumped out of bed and put on my best suit. Got in my car and raced like a jet all the way to you. Knocked on your door with my heart in my hands, to ask you a question, 'cause I know that you're an old-fashioned man. Yeah."

Billy was freshly graduated, working as a lifeguard whilst his girlfriend worked her own job, both saving up for their chance to ditch Hawkins and move to California. Sweet Cali. Billy was excited to show the love of his life around the place he called home. Though, physically, he left the salty ocean and windy beach behind, the place never truly left him.

You could see it in his eyes. The waves crashing in his blue orbs. He swore the scent had just barely clung to his belongings; the smell of the tangy air that followed a majority of the state. Working at a pool was the closest he got to the memory of California. Chlorine was most certainly not the salted ocean waters, but with the circumstances, he decided it'd do.

The way his face lit up whenever he talked about his home...it made Y/n more and more excited to see it. His girlfriend had grown up in Hawkins, stayed there her whole life. Never once did the Hoppers leave Hawkins.

But the second that was introduced to Billy, he knew it had to change.

Although they were saving for a big move, Billy had...other things in mind with what to do with his first large pay-check (or series, rather. Working as a lifeguard didn't pay well with just one check). He began to work more shifts to make up for the money he'd spent, and one day after calling in for a day off, he decided to put his plan into action.

"Billy, stop messing with the tie."

"It's annoying." Hands slapped away his attempts of adjusting the black silk tie.

"Well it won't stop being annoying if you keep fucking it up."

For the first time in a long time, Neil Hargrove was calm. Not happy, not amused, not pissed off for some unjust reason- just calm. He wasn't wreaking havoc and he wasn't being an asshole to his son. Billy hadn't seen this side of his dad in quite some time, in fact, he thought something important was going on and he was about to fuck it all up. And then, Susan retreated to the living room with a camera and a freshly ironed suit.

"You're not putting me in that."

"And who asked for your opinion?" Neil deflected with a raised brow. One heavy sigh later and Billy was leaving the bathroom, dawning the whole black and white getup.

Susan clasped her hands over her mouth, a tear leaving her eye, "You look so handsome! Just like your dad!"

Billy rolled his eyes, "Great."

However, his careless attitude was swept under the rug when the blue Camaro pulled up to the police station, interrupting a clearly distressed Chief Hopper bickering with his daughter. Billy had to get himself together before stepping out of the car, jaw slack after seeing the beauty he got to call his date.

"Hello Mr-"

"Don't even try play nice with me, Hargrove. She's not going anywhere with you. End of story." Hopper kept his eyes trained on the blond, body tense like a snake preparing to strike it's prey.

Y/n grabbed Billy's arm, slowly directing him to the car, "And in the sequel, we find out I am going with Billy. End of that story."

"There is no 'sequel.' The writer got drunk and lazy." She paused, turning to face her father who stood tall, arms crossed and face unamused.

"So his daughter picked up where her father left off, and then the sequel was published and the two lived happily ever after, the end."

While her dad attempted to search for a line that would better hers and force her to stay, she pushed Billy toward the driver's side and slid into the car as fast as she could, rolling down the window as Billy started it up. "Bye! I'll be back before midnight!"

The two drove off toward the school, leaving behind a trail of dust and very, very, pissed off Hopper.

Prom was better than Billy thought it would be. He didn't want to go at first, but after Max found out and spoke to her mom about it (the little redhead a cupid-in-the-making), Neil pushed him to go (as he was "doing something else besides being a lazy-no-good rebel"). It was then that he called Y/n and asked if she'd be going.

The suit came in handy. Clashing with his rocker aesthetic, he put it back on once more. The once-annoying tie proved to be somewhat okay in the end.

Can I have your daughter for the rest of my life? Say yes, say yes, 'cause I need to know. You say I'll never get your blessing "till the day I die, tough luck my friend, but the answer is no!"

Why you gotta be so rude? Don't you know I'm human too? Why you gotta be so rude? I'm gonna marry her anyway. Marry that girl, marry her anyway! Marry that girl, yeah, no matter what you say! Marry that girl, and we'll be a family! Why you gotta be so rude?

With a deep breath, he ran-over the conversation in his head once more. Like a script for an actor, he had thought of every possible outcome and every possible line for him to face it with. He almost chickened out as his fist rose to the door, but it was too late, for his knuckles rapped against it before he realized he was even knocking.

El opened the door, eyes wide when she saw the familiar mullet and button-down. "Papa..." She muttered as she backed away and out of view.

Hopper traded places with her, his lazy expression sobering up instantaneously, replaced with a grumpy scowl. "Hargrove."

"Mr. Hopper, sir."

"What are you doing on my front porch?"

He swallowed roughly, palms sweaty against his sides. "I was wondering if I could talk to you."

"You seem to be doing just that right now, Hargrove." Hop crossed his arms and clenched his jaw.

Well, this was certainly not something Billy had thought of. He was on panic mode internally, attempting to find any response that could save his hide and accomplish what he set out to do. Unfortunately, the word-vomit button seemed to be misplaced under the button labeled "help".

"I'd like to marry your daughter, sir."

Hop's eyes grew just as big in size as El's had when she opened the door. He choked on his own surprise, coughing it off, then glaring at the boy in front of him. "Over my dead body, Hargrove. If that's all, I'd strongly advise you to get off of my fucking porch while you're still alive."

I hate to do this, you leave no choice; can't live without her. Love me or hate me, we will be boys- standing at that alter. And we will fly away, to another galaxy, you know. You know she's in love with me, she will go anywhere I go-

"Billy, he's just stubborn."

"No, no, I don't think he likes me."

Y/n sighed, rubbing her boyfriend's back. He hadn't told her of his proposal plans, only that Hop seemed to have it out for him. "It'll take time, but he'll warm up to you!"

"It's been how many years since he's met me?"

"To be fair, your reputation wasn't doing you any good until now..."

"It's not like that was fucking obvious." He slouched further down in the front seat of his Camaro. To Billy, all hope was lost. If he couldn't get Hopper to give him his blessing, he was sure he'd lose his goddamned mind.

Y/n frowned. Her frown flipped around as an idea popped into her head, her lips finding Billy's knuckles and quirking his attention. "Even if he never likes you, I'm not going anywhere."

Billy laughed softly, "he'll fucking kill me if you go against him."

"Eh, that's only if he can catch us."

"You're out of your fucking mind, Y/n Hopper."

"I know."

The rest of the night was spent in the Camaro, of course, doing one of Billy's favorite pastimes. By the time the sun rose, Billy was sneaking a kiss to a giggling Y/n before dropping from her window in the cabin and running to his car, parked far enough that Hop or El wouldn't notice. He blew her one more kiss, which she pretended to catch, then he broke into a sprint.

Maybe, he thought, just maybe; there was still a chance.

His knuckles hit the door again, shifting on his feet nervously. It swung open to reveal Hopper, an unimpressed look bringing no surprise Billy's way. It was quite expected, honestly.

"What." His tone made it clear he wasn't up for fucking around.

"Mr. Hopper, if you just give me one chance to prove to you that-"

"No, no, no, no, no. Let me make it very clear to you that I want you to have nothing to do with my daughter whatsoever. No marriage, no friendship, I don't even approve of you guys fucking or whatever-"

"We're in a serious relationship, sir. It's nothing like you think it is."

This made Hop laugh. He continued to do so, holding his stomach, until he realized Billy was unamused. "Oh, you're serious?... My answer is still no, Hargrove. My answer will always be no. Go find someone else's daughter's heart to break. You're not hurting mine."

"It's not like-"

Before he could even get the words out, he was met with a door in his face. Turned down, again.

Can I have your daughter for the rest of my life? Say yes, say yes, 'cause I need to know. You say I'll never get your blessing "till the day I die, tough luck my friend, 'cause the answer's still no!"

Again, again, and again, Billy incessantly pleaded with Hopper. Different tactics were all met with the same answer; rejection.

He held up a sign outside the cabin, only for Hopper to close the curtain and chuckle as he sipped his coffee.

He asked at the door again, only for Hop to threaten to give him a black eye (which was met with "aren't you the sheriff? Isn't that illegal?").

He raced past the police station, Max leaning out the window with another sign, only for Hop to threaten them with holding cells.

He even went as far as to ask Max and El to help, but Hopper had none of that, and sent Max home with a rant full of nos.

However, if Jim Hopper thought any of it would get it into Billy's head that getting his blessing was just not happening- he was as wrong as Nancy when she claimed not to have feelings for Jonathan.

Billy had another plan in mind, and this one was impossible to say no to.

Can I have your daughter for the rest of my life? Say yes, say yes, 'cause I need to know. You say I'll never get your blessing "till the day I die, tough luck my friend- but no still means no!"

"Hopper." Billy stood before his desk, interrupting his nice date with a delicious doughnut, and earning a very annoyed glare. "I got Miss Byer's blessing. Aren't you two a thing?"

"You son of a-"

"I got Eleven's too."

"Hargrove, I'm gonna-"

"Before you cuss me out, I think you should know that I've got a stable job, an interview with a mechanic so I have a job when the pool closes for the winter, and I've got a house on the market I'm looking at. I'm devoted to your daughter and she's devoted to me. You may not like me, but I think you're a great dad, better than the one I was unfortunately stuck with. You raised a strong and amazing woman. She's incredible and I admit, she deserves better than me-"

"You don't have to say that twice." Hopper huffed, crossing his arms.

"I know she deserves so much better than me, I'm surprised she's even with me too. But she loves me, and I think you can see that. I love her too. I would never, in a million years, break her heart."

Jim stayed silent for a few minutes. The silence brought uneasiness to Billy, but that was intentional on Hopper's behalf. He finally piped up with a cough, clearing his throat, before his piercing eyes met Billy's blue orbs.

"I'll hold you to that, Hargrove."

Bonus:

(after the wedding)

"What was that about a no?" Billy quipped with his infamous smirk.

"You're lucky I'm sheriff, Hargrove."

Why you gotta be so rude?

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lem0nshark-writes · 3 years

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‘’Warm Nights’’

Fili & Kili x Male (hobbit) Reader

Word count: 2148

Warnings: polyamorous, no incest - issa fili x reader x kili, fluffff, cute stuff okay

It has been a few moons since the dwarves took their kingdom back and the rightful king under the mountain was crowned. You and your best friend Bilbo returned back to the Shire and resumed with patching up the house back after your neighbouring hobbits split all of your belongings between themselves thinking you two had died.

The thoughts of you two's adventures with the company occupied both Bilbo's and yours minds and the two of you often spent time talking about them.

To be quite honest you missed the company a lot, especially the two dorky princes. The three of you managed to bond quite strongly during your journey to Erebor. But you missed everyone else too. Though Bilbo gave you a lot of comfort and his company was very dear to you.

One night as you two were preparing the dinner you noticed Bilbo has made a lot more food than usual, almost too much. But you paid it no mind thinking the hobbit was feeling extra hungry that evening. After you finished up the many foods you helped set up the table.

Remembering you forgot to turn the light off in your bedroom you made you way towards it, and just as you passed by the entrance door to the house you heard a knock.

You looked over at the door in surprise, questioning, not expecting anyone that late. You turned towards the direction of the kitchen and called out for Bilbo, "Hey Bilbo, are you expecting anyone?" you waited for him to answer but he didn't make a sound, you figured he was busy finishing up one of the last few dishes he was working on and shrugged it off, walking over to the door and opening it.

"Who is it-," you didn't even manage to finish up your sentence before a swarm of dwarves fell right on top of you, making you fall backwards on your butt with all the dwarves landing on you.

"Y/nnnnn!~~" all the dwarves cheered your name when they saw you, hugging you tightly not bothering to get off you and almost squishing you to death. Bilbo watched the scene from the door frame with a warm smile plastered on his face. He knew they were coming but wouldn't tell you, wanting it to be a surprise, and oh what a surprise it was.

"G-Guys what are you doing here??-" you smiled in surprise at your friends, trying to hug all of them back when you realized who it is that attacked your small body by piling on top of you.

"We had to visit our favourite hobbits!~" Bofur cheered. "Bilbo didn't tell you?" Thorin added.

"N-No-," you looked over at Bilbo with squinty eyes and he rose his hands up in a defensive way, "I wanted it to be a surprise," he smiled, not regretting his decision one bit.

You wanted to be upset but for the love of it you couldn't, the fact that the company was back together once again was overjoying and you couldn't get the smile off your face.

You and Bilbo took your time to greet each dwarf separately, many tight hugs being exchanged and even some cheek smooches too. And after you all finally done your greetings you and Bilbo lead them all into the dining room which was swarmed with foods and drinks. Many dishes, pastries, all sorts of drinks and desserts graced the table in plenty and you all sat down at the table. The dwarves wasted no time digging right in and soon enough cheerful singing filled the air, all of you joining in, and celebration took over the whole room.

After the lengthy dinner and many songs sung you all took it onto yourselves to clean up and then moved to the living room to share tales of the time you all spent away from each other. Stories of your adventures on your journey to the mountain finding themselves there as well as you all reminisced over the moments shared together.

You spent the rest of the night like that, just hanging out and chatting and when the time came to go to bed Bilbo helped settle everyone into their respective rooms for the night. You so happening to end up, due to the lack of rooms with a one-person bed, sharing a big one with the two princes and him totally accidentally ending up in a big one with Thorin.

The three of you slowly made it to your assigned room, chatting along happily as you walked.

As you got in, the princes started to take off some of their, now unnecessary, layers of clothing to get comfy for the bed and you took that opportunity to claim your spot on the bed.

"I call dibs on the middle!" you chirped cheerfully and catapulted yourself onto the bed, claiming your spot in the middle of the big bed, hugging the extra pillow you brought along.

The two chuckled at you as they put their clothes on the chair next to the wall of the room.

"Works for me," Fili grinned as he took off his boots.

"Me too," Kili smirked as he jumped on the bed as well, landing half-way on top of you, almost knocking all the air out of your lungs, and hugging you tightly.

You chuckled through your coughs and hugged him back, "Dear Lord, Kili-"

He just grinned cutely and so you couldn't even scold him, and just as you recovered from Kili's landing on you you got struck by another one, Fili hugged you just as tightly, snuggling into your body after the jump.

You smirked happily and pulled them both into a tight hug, getting back at them for the jumps.

They both let out gasps from being squeezed but you were gentle on them soon enough.

Brothers chuckled and you did as well and you all fled under the covers, the two of them sandwiching you into big warm hugs, which you very gladly returned.

The three of you shared the comfort of the quiet moment just hugging and being happy to have each other around once again, your heart feeling like it will burst out of your chest. To be quite honest you shared more than just very strong feelings of friendship towards the two, but you never acted on it, both because you didn't want to ruin the friendship but also because you loved both of them equally and you just couldn't pick, you didn't want to anyways.

"I missed you guys so much," you snuggled into them, making sure to grasp them both in your embrace.

"We missed you too," they smiled, each planting a kiss on your cheek, Fili on your right and Kili on your left.

You blushed through a smile and smooched the tips of their noses softly, returning the kisses.

They grinned and rested their heads on your shoulders, their faces almost completely in your neck, so close you could feel their warm breaths against your skin. It made you blush lightly.

"How long will you be staying? I hope you are not leaving tomorrow already .. are you?"

"No, we're not. We'll be staying for a couple of days," Fili smiled at the worry of departure in your voice.

"You're not getting rid of us that easy," Kili added with a grin and moved himself more up and closer to you, his face now halfly touching yours, hugging you tighter.

You chuckled at his words, "I better not," you added with a grin on your face, though blush spread across your cheeks once again because of how close Kili's face was to yours.

Fili stayed on his spot, his head resting on the spot on your chest next to your shoulder, listening to your heartbeats.

He could hear them speed up every time one of them would move closer or even speak. He found it curious, he didn't understand why it would do that, after all there's no way you'd feel the same as him, same as them.

See, the brothers talked after they took their kingdom back over and after things settled down. They've noticed each other's longing gazes whenever the situation would calm down or the conversation died out. They've noticed both of them were missing something, or rather someone. But, seeing they've both been in love with you they decided they would, with your blessing of course, either share or have neither of them be with you. Though the subject came hard to open and discuss once the three of you finally met again.

Fili quietly took your hand in his and held it gently, playing with with your fingers.

Your heart immediately picked up as your eyes shot a gaze towards the blonde dwarf, you gave him a warm smile, hiding the blush that was slowly spreading across your cheeks though the darkness of the room hid it well enough already.

Kili looked up between the two of you, and took your other hand in his, holding it to his chest and kissing the back of it sweetly.

Your gaze now fell at the brunette who was smiling at you already and your blush darkened and you smiled even brighter, snuggling into the two of them.

"Hey, y/n.." after a few moments of silence Kili suddenly spoke.

"Hmm?" you smiled at him, turning your attention to him.

"There's something we'd like to tell you.." Kili continued and Fili's eyes shot at him quickly, not expecting him to open the topic on the first day but also understanding that he can't not be with you for another minute because he feels the same.

"What is it?" you asked with a smile, hoping it's nothing bad.

"So uhmm… I-I don't know how to start but uhmm…" Kili started, now not being sure how to spill their hearts to you.

"When we took back Erebor w-we realized something uhmm-" Fili tried to help, "We don't know how you would feel about it but we have to ask-." You looked between them as they spoke, waiting patiently for the princes to gather up their courage and get to the point.

"Would it be alright if we courted you?" Kili finally blurted out, all three of you now sitting up half-way.

"Both of us, together-" he added with a hopeful smile spread on his handsome face.

You looked at the two in shock, eyes wide and words not leaving your throat. You couldn't believe this was happening.

"W-We know it's weird but.. but we both like you-" Fili started.

"Very much," Kili added.

"And we couldn't come to a decision so, if it would be alright with you-" Fili looked up at you, hopeful smile resting on his lips as well as the question hanged in the air.

It took you a while to break out of your shock, eyes darting from one prince to the other. But after a few long and torturous moments your brain finally started working again and a quiet "Y-Yes-" left your lips through a breath.

"D-Did you say 'yes'?" Kili couldn't believe his ears.

"Y-You accept our courtship?" Fili questioned, disbelief residing within him as well.

Big smile made it's way on your lips and you nodded your head vigorously before throwing yourself onto the brothers squeezing them into a big and tight hug.

They cheered happily and quickly returned, stuffing their faces into your neck and chest, hugging just as tightly.

After very extensive hugging session the three of you laid back down, now snuggling even closer to each other, the two of them each holding one of your hands in theirs.

"I love you guys," you exhaled happily, snuggling further into the two princes, "I have been in love with you two since the journey as well."

That made their hearts melt a little knowing you felt the same as them, and what a relief it was too.

"We love you too," they replied in unison with warmth both in their voices and in the smiles spread across their lips, snuggling right back.

Your heart could explode from all the happiness it felt at that moment.

The happiness grew even stronger when Fili propped himself up on one of his elbows and leaned in placing a gentle but passionate kiss on your lips, followed by Kili who did the same with a big grin on his face. You gladly returned both, blushing like crazy. The two chuckled at your red cheeks and proceeded to kiss them, each the one on their side, before laying back down and throwing their arms around you.

The three of you laid there like that, snuggled against each other in the warmth of the bed and each other's embraces, all three of you slowly drifting off to sleep.

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