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star-girl69 · 5 months

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Fade Into You

Clarisse La Rue x Fem!AphroditeCabin!Reader

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sypnosis: you fell first, but clarisse fell harder. requested by anonymous!

a/n: decided to feed y’all today….. two fics i’m a monster that just creates and creates. this was so funny bc i kept accidentally writing angst and i had to stop myself. they’re allowed to have crushes on each other. it’s ok. this was hard anyways i hope you all enjoy!!

Fade Into You - Mazzy Star

warnings: just so cutesy, swearing, mentions of violence, mentions of blood and injury, soft clarisse i looooovvvvveeeeee you, tell me if i missed anything!!

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Your chest heaves. You’ve never ran that fast or that far before in your life. Your satyr protector runs ahead to get the healers, and you crash against some random building- a tool shed, maybe?

You groan, crouching down to clutch at your lower leg sporting a large gash running blood. You don’t remember how it happened. Maybe it was when you fell? You could have sliced it open on an unfortunately sharp stick.

You don’t even want to think about the fact that the stupid monster thing chasing you could have gotten close enough to claw at you.

“Hey, hey,” someone says, crouching down next to you. She’s wearing an orange shirt. Her hair is curly, her eyes are pretty and brown, and oxygen isn’t getting to your brain so she kind of seems like an angel. “Oh, wow,” she mutters, looking at your leg. “One second, ‘kay?”

“Wait,” you say, grabbing onto her forearm. She looks up at you.

“I’m going two steps away, dummy.” She laughs, and you’ll remember that sound for the rest of your life.

She leaves you, and you almost want to cry because you feel so alone. You’ve just been told you’re a demigod, then you were forced to run through the woods, your heart is still hammering and your leg fucking burns.

But she was right. It was only two steps, and she comes back, the door of what must be some sort of storage shutting behind her.

She leans back down and presses a towel against your gash.

You hiss.

“Sorry,”

“You’re not.” She laughs again. More beautiful music in your ears.

“I’m not,” she agrees.

You fall into silence, it’s so dark out, but you can see everything about her so clearly.

“You can stop breathing so heavily,” she whispers, the shouting of your satyr protector getting closer, along with what must be the healers. “Camp Half-Blood is surrounded by a magical barrier. You’re safe here. Well, at least, no monsters are gonna get you.

“O-okay,” you mumble. You aren’t sure if you believe her. You don’t think you believe anything anymore.

The healers push her away, you’re so so tired, and she stands up, dusting off her hands.

“Thank you, Clarisse,” one of the healers says. “We’ll take it from here.”

Clarisse.

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The purpose of Clarisse La Rue’s entire existence seems to be to drive you insane.

The way her arms flex when she wields her spear, the way she lifts her shirt up to dab at sweat on her brow; and the way you can see her toned stomach and the faintest hint of abs you would actually kill to touch. The way she smiles, even though it’s never really genuine, and the way she laughs when she’s making fun of someone.

She was the first person you met at camp, and you’re pretty sure she doesn’t even remember it, yet alone know your name.

It was ironic, as the daughter of Aphrodite, to be quietly pining over someone from the distance. And it sucked, but maybe you would just always have this quiet crush on Clarisse, and you learned to take it like you took your breakfast.

Until the start of this summer, when everyone came back to camp, it was alive again, and it all changed. And now you’re fucked.

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You smile, watching a few of the younger campers scream about how amazing the lake is. Summer’s just started. It’s so beautiful this time of year. They didn’t have as traumatic experiences as you, no monsters chased them right up to the barrier of camp. The lake is huge and so blue it seems otherworldly- probably because it is.

You slam into something.

It’s an awkward flare of limbs and muttered obscenities, but you manage to keep yourself upright by falling back into a very convenient tree.

“Sorry,” you say, looking up and expecting to make eye contact with anyone but her.

You haven’t been face to face with Clarisse in four years. You mouth snaps shut, and you’re sure you look like a terrified deer in headlights.

She’s frozen just like you.

“W-watch where you’re going,” she hisses, pushing you farther into the tree as she walks past you.

Did Clarisse just stutter?

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Clarisse stares at you.

You blush like you’re about to turn into a flamingo.

The cycle repeats.

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This year, the Ares and Aphrodite cabins were paired together to share the field for sword practice just before dinner. The sun is hidden by the trees, providing some nice shade as you frown at all the Ares kids sparring like their lives depend on it.

While Aphrodite kids are not the most naturally skilled in fighting, you’re still demigods, and you still have to know how to protect yourselves.

Matty, a Ares child and your sister Tyla’s boyfriend, already sparred three times, winning against his siblings, then sparred with Tyla once; which just ended with her getting bored after a minute and dropping her sword before jumping into his arms.

You watch random people spar. Everyone moves around you, Tyla and Matty are on top of each other next to you on the bench, everyone walks around you to collect their water bottles from the table behind you.

“Aren’t you gonna spar, Y/N?” Tyla asks, fiddling with Matty’s hands.

“No,” you laugh.

“That’s against the rules.”

You know that voice, you hear that annoyingly angelic voice in your dreams.

Clarisse sits down next to you. You can hear Tyla smiling. Only a few of your siblings who can be trusted to keep a secret know about your wretched crush. You’re probably blushing.

“Uh, what?” you say, looking in her direction but not risking actually looking at her.

“You have to spar,” she says, like it’s painfully obvious, kicking out her legs.

“I’ll do it tomorrow,” you shrug.

“Sounds like you’re scared, Y/N,” Matty muses.

You shoot him a bored look. “Sounds like you’re whipped, Matty.”

Tyla is currently in Matty’s lap, her hands in his hair.

“Oh, definitely,” he says, turning towards Tyla with a sweet smile on his face and she coos and immediately attaches her face to his.

“Oh, Gods,” you mutter, turning away from the two of them having borderline sex on the bench.

Clarisse laughs.

You clench your fist, you feel like you’re gonna explode being so close to her and not able to climb up into her lap and kiss her like a woman starved.

“You still have to spar, you know.”

“Are you going to tell on me?”

“Hm, no. I won’t have to.”

You finally look towards her, if only because you’re confused, but she’s looking straight out at the the distance, where a certain centaur is making his way to the fields-

“Oh, fuck,” you hiss, immediately jumping up and scrambling for a sword from the pile behind you.

You turn around, hoping one of your siblings is free so you can spar with them-

The sword is ripped out of your hands.

“That one sucks,” Clarisse says, simply, while you stand there with your mouth open. She rifles through the swords. “Use this one instead.”

The one she hands you does seem a lot easier to hold. Not too heavy, not too light.

How the hell could she tell which one is best for you just by looking at you?

“Matty,” Clarisse says. “Chiron’s coming.”

Tyla and Matty both hop up, giggling at they make their way towards one of the marked circles.

As you’re left there with Clarisse, it suddenly hits you that after four years of simple indifference, she’s talking to you like she knows you. Or like she wants to know you.

You like her too much to question it. You want her too much to be bothered as to why she’s giving you five minutes of her time.

Clarisse walks away. You thought it was going to happen, so your heart feels this sort of heavy that is indescribable, but she turns around.

“Are you coming?” she asks, deadpan.

“Oh. Uh, yeah,” you say, sticking your sword under your arm and cracking your knuckles. With Chiron showing up, she leads you to the marked circle all the way at the edge of the field, the start of the woods, the very last one.

She stops and turns around, this sort of nonchalant but smug look on her face. She reaches forward and bats your hands away from each other with a single swat that leaves you so shocked from the feeling of her skin on hers that your hands fall to your sides.

“Stop that. You’ll hurt ‘em.”

Here, right in front of the trees, the sun shining through the gaps shines off of Clarisse’s tan skin and her bronze armor in a way that makes her look otherworldly.

Clarisse’s that kind of pretty where you just never want to stop staring at her. The kind of pretty where you just want to fade into her and be next to her; the kind of pretty where nothing compares to her but it just watches her too.

Like the sun behind her, it isn’t jealous, it just admires her and shines off her skin.

She’s smirking at you, her knees bending into an offensive position, her spear pointing at you.

“He’s watching,” she taunts, and you’re really not in the mood for a lecture and the loss of dessert privileges, so you copy her.

“I’m not the best-”

She spins forward, spear arcing toward you. You yelp, raising your sword up to block her spear. They slam together.

“You’ll do fine,” she smiles, so smug in a way that makes you want to slap her and kiss her all at once.

“Whatever,” you mumble as she pulls back.

But you feel a little more confident with her praise, launching a surprise attack. She seems a little shocked, but she blocks it, probably a bit closer than normal.

“Feisty,” she murmurs.

“What the hell does that even mean?”

She launches her own attack, more force behind it this time, and it’s harder to stop her, but you do, you push her back.

“It means you’re exactly like I thought you were.”

You frown, because what is she even saying, but she launches another attack, smiling brightly as you block it, her eyes never leaving your form.

It’s a blurry of your heartbeat in your ears, her smile, the clash of her spear and your sword, the rest of the field coming to life with the sound of metal on metal, wins and losses.

Your arm is growing heavy.

But you keep your eyes open, blocking her attacks and waiting for an opening you’re not sure will ever come.

Finally, she reveals her side, and you swing, your sword clanging as it hits her metal armor.

She looks down at your sword and then you.

When she looks up again, it’s never the same.

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“Did you let me win that first day?”

You’re in the woods with her, so many months after that first day, and it all still feels like it was yesterday. You’re laying on a blanket on the soft grass, facing each other, limbs tangled together and her arm around you.

“Hm?” she says, slightly sleepy.

“When we sparred?”

“Oh,” she smiles, yawns. “Yeah, I let you win.”

You gasp and hit her arm.

“Clar, that’s, like, horrible. Our relationship was built on lies.”

You’re the only person allowed to call her that.

She frowns. “It wasn’t. What are you talking about?”

“I was gloating over you for months, and you let me-”

“Okay, but, you still won. I just helped you a bit. That’s what a good girlfriend should do.”

“You were not my girlfriend then.”

“Yeah, but you wanted me to be. For how long? Four years?”

You roll yours eyes. “You bumped into me once and then became obsessed with me.”

She smiles against you as she kisses your forehead.

“Who wouldn’t?” she snorts. “Not my fault you bumped into me in a way no one else ever has, angel.”

“My love language is just bumping into people, I think.”

“Then you can’t bump into anybody but me. Or else I’d kill them, probably.”

“A true romantic.”

She wraps her arms around you, muscles flexing as she pulls you on top of her.

“Only for you, angel,” she says, eyes falling closed again. “‘M cold, be my blanket.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be all rough and tough?”

“Can’t be with you,” she yawns. “Love you too much. Now shush. I’m gonna fall asleep.”

“You big baby,” you mumble. “Big bad Clarisse needs to fall asleep with her girlfriend and get her full eight hours or else she’ll go on a rampage.”

“Damn right.”

Clarisse is the type of pretty that just makes you wanna fade into her. And you do, in the light of the rising moon, the light of the fading sun. You fade into her.

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y/n when clarisse helps her on her first day: wow, an angel 😍😍

clarisse when y/n bumps into her: wow, an angel 😍😍

ALSO CLARISSE CALLING Y/N ANGEL???? I THINK I’VE FOUND MY NEW OBSESSION Y’ALL

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mackjlee9 · 11 months

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okay so i got another idea with leon 🥴 totally up to you if you're interedted in writing it

i was thinking of something like reader being Leon's bisexual awakening since he was recruted by the government but he has never liked another man before so he literally was kinda clueless until Claire was like "sir the demons you're fighting is bisexuality" and everything inside Leon clicked cuz for YEARS man has been wondering "mhm why do i get this horrendous feeling when some atractive dude is talking to him and why I kinda wanna kiss him?" Until after the infinite darkness shit happens and reader finally asks Leon out and they finally smooch lmao. (I kinda see claire being the one setting them together bc seeing how oblivious both are is annoying.)

This ended up... A little different 😅

Leon Kennedy x Male!Reader [Fluff]

All the timelines in this one shot; after re2, before re4 (+mention of the mission), re:degeneration & re:infinite darkness.

Masterlist.

Resident Evil

Well, that's strange.

Leon just ignored the weird sensation he felt when his eyes landed on (M/n). This was the first time he had seen the man in person after being recruited to work for the U.S Government, however, he had heard a lot about him and he already looked up to him and admired him, of course, he never said that, especially after seeing how some reacted to being called "hero" and such, so he kept his admiration for himself.

(M/n) was known around for working close to the President, for getting his job done quickly and efficiently, and for deciding to stay alone everywhere he went.

With the few people Leon had talked to, that had known (M/n) for longer, they had told him how the (h/c) haired male had remained working without a partner for years, after his entire unit was wiped out when he had barely gotten started as an agent.

For years, Leon has spent every day of his life feeling like he was invisible to (M/n) since he was mostly focused on his task at hand or gone on a mission, but there was the occasional glance at him that would make him flinch and smile, or the rare moments where (M/n) would smile at him and Leon just couldn't hold back the bright smile growing on his face, looking down as his face heat up.

He's so handsome... I wanna kiss-

"Kennedy!" He was interrupted from his thoughts when he heard his name being called, one of his the President's agents was beckoning him to follow which he did, the stoic expression returning to his face, "Come on."

Just then Leon realized he was being taken to the President's office and he wondered what the reason could be. Did he do something wrong? Was he gonna get fired? Or... Terminated?

He was having a full panic attack in his brain but remained with an expressionless face as always, taking quiet steps into the office.

"I brought him over, sir," the President, Adam Graham, who was standing looking out the window, turned around to look at Leon. He signaled the couch for him to sit as he walked over too, sitting across from the blond.

"I have a mission for you, Leon."

Turns out, his daughter Ashley had been kidnapped when she was coming home from her college in Massachusetts and he was the agent assigned to rescue her. Leon itched to ask why him specifically when (M/n) was basically the best agent, and Adam smiled as he held back a chuckle, enjoying the confusion on Leon's face.

"Agent (L/n) was the one that recommended me to give you this mission, he has other stuff to do and apologized for not being able to do it himself, but he said he trusts your abilities," he stood up and extended his hand at Leon, "and so do I."

Leon felt his body getting warmer and he stood up, holding the President's hand with a firm grip, determination shining in his blue eyes.

"I will bring her back safe, sir."

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It was only a couple of days later when Leon arrives back home, and observes how Ashley runs straight to her father's arms, crying after everything they had gone through in Spain.

Leon sighs at the sight and rolls his right shoulder, feeling the tense muscles twitching slightly after all the stress he was put through... And now he had to do the paperwork, so annoying... I just want a beer, dinner, and fucking sleep for a month.

While he was debating whether he should silently leave or wait, a hand was placed on his shoulder, its warmth seeping through his shirt.

"Well done, Leon," it was (M/n). Leon turned to look at him, lips parting slightly and cheeks heating up at the sight of (M/n)'s gentle smile.

"I, uh... Thank you, sir," he stuttered for a moment before regaining his composure, talking with a serious tone, and he saw how (M/n)'s nose crinkled.

"There's no need to call me sir, just (M/n) is fine," Leon lets out a deep sigh when he hears the sound of (M/n)'s laugh. And again, he couldn't help but think how attractive the man was.

Leon was so confused and felt strange at these thoughts he kept having- that he always sort of had but were much more often and intense than in previous years, and he wondered why it happened, he just assumed it was the fact that he looked up to (M/n) and thought he was an impressive and very skilled agent, that he did, he really did, but there was something else there.

In the following months (M/n) and he had gotten quite close, and had been assigned partner on many missions.

And now, standing outside the airport and out of hearing range, observing with a confused frown how the woman he called friend was laughing at him.

"Can you not laugh at me, Claire? I'm being serious," the red-haired woman wiped the tears gathering in her eyes and stared into Leon's eyes, releasing muffled chuckles before she could articulate her sentence, "Claire."

Leon was about to leave as he felt like one of the few persons he could trust was making fun of him, but she held his arm as he apologized.

"Sorry, sorry, it's just..." Her smile widened, a painful glint shining in her eyes, "That thing you're feeling is called... Attraction, Leon, you feel attracted to (M/n), even if you're both guys," Leon's frown deepened, crossing his arms over his chest, more confused than before.

"But I'm not gay," Claire looked at him as if he was dumb, which well... He kind of was, but anyway-!

"I'm not saying you're gay, Leon," she placed her hand on his shoulder, "Do you feel attraction toward women?" The blond nodded, fully convinced of this fact and Claire chuckled again, "Do you feel attraction toward men?"

Now it took Leon a while longer to answer, blinking repeatedly every few seconds, searching in his memories if he had ever felt attracted toward a man, other than (M/n), and well... Yeah, he kind of did.

"I think so..." He mumbled, and Claire made eye contact with him.

"That's called bisexuality, Leon, and there's nothing wrong with that," while Claire turned around and started walking away, she glanced over her shoulder and winked at Leon, "Go ask him out, I'm sure he won't reject you anyway."

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The only wrong thing was realizing and coming to terms with that for Leon. Even more so because he has found himself staring for longer periods of time at (M/n)'s eyes, lips, neck, chest... His whole body was making him react like a horny teenager and well, he couldn't say he hated it, but he didn't want it to happen as often as it did, especially at work.

Leon just had to live with the knowledge of being bisexual... Which was proving to be harder than he had initially assumed. Feeling internally conflicted whenever he saw (M/n) working out and covered in sweat, or when they both walked into the bathroom to take a shower. Poor Leon, he was down bad and... Kind of horny too.

But now, after being done with a mission in Pittsburgh involving bioterrorism, they were both getting in the helicopter that had come to pick them up after being called on an important reunion with the President, wanting them to arrive as soon as possible.

The ride was pretty much silent, but there was a moment when his mind had started wandering around, the gruesome images they had seen back there flashing in his mind, making him sick to his stomach, and he knew Leon was thinking and feeling the same way with how quiet he was.

Looking at him, (M/n) saw Leon's hand laying still on his lap and he reached over to hold it, effectively catching him off-guard. Leon looked down at their hands before looking up at (M/n), who showed him a reassuring smile while squeezing his hand, telling him a silent 'I'm here'. Leon felt glad at the gesture and wordless reassurance, smiling back at (M/n) and squeezing his hand too.

He could feel how his heartbeat sped up, his stomach getting all tingly, and his face heating up with a blush. (M/n) saw Leon's whole body relax as he took a deep breath, turning to stare out the window again.

The pilot wanted to say something but soon realized he was gonna ruin some sort of moment so he remained quiet, only talking when he was approaching the heliport and required confirmation for landing.

//////

(M/n) almost didn't want to stay locked there until they came back, but the President had asked him to and he couldn't refuse an order from the man, so he did as told.

"Careful out there, Lee," Leon nodded and started running after Jason and Shen May, something wasn't right, but he didn't have the time to think about it, he had to enter the bunker and protect the President- everyone present if needed.

During the whole duration of this mission, (M/n) only craved one thing, being with Leon, and now, as they flew in the President's private jet to Penamstan he couldn't stop thinking about seeing and being with him. Leon hasn't communicated with him yet and even though he tried not to, he was worried, definitely worried about him despite knowing his abilities.

(M/n) followed the President and stood in the crowd, deciding on playing the part of a security guard. He observed Patrick stop Adam before he reached the podium and he told him something, before he resumed his way and stood there, speaking into the microphones. He was not too sure of what Adam had said, and couldn't pay much attention when, right as the President finished his speech, his phone rang in his pocket, taking it out and reading the message that showed on the screen.

"You wanna grab some dinner and a few beers back home?" (M/n) didn't find it in himself to feel mad at Leon when he was being this adorable without realizing it.

"Sure, but I expect an explanation, Kennedy," Leon saw the message pop up and he smiled at it, chuckling to himself and blushing as he walked away and into the elevator, completely oblivious to Claire's sweet smile.

Contacting Patrick briefly, Leon made his way toward them, nodding to the curly-haired male as a greeting, smiling and waving at (M/n) when he saw him walking toward them.

Standing there while they waited, Leon proceeded to explain to them what had happened, besides the brief explanation he had given to Patrick. Hearing everything made (M/n) really mad at himself for not excusing himself before running after Leon to help, he knew he wasn't a damsel in distress but... The thought that something could've happened to Leon and he wouldn't have known...

It was painful. And he realized that... He couldn't keep holding back his feelings for him anymore.

The three of them watched how the President left, and now they had to sort stuff out there, go to the U.S embassy and such, but now, with Patrick saying a quick bye, (M/n) and Leon have been left alone, staring at the sunset.

It was beautiful truly, but (M/n) would rather miss it just to stare at something beyond beautiful, something angelic and close to perfection.

His eyes were only looking at Leon, observing how pretty his blue eyes looked reflecting the warm colors of the sun, and he finally found it in himself to talk.

"A hero, eh?" Leon turned to look at him and (M/n) swears he saw him blushing before he glanced away with a chuckle.

"Is everyone gonna call me a hero now then?" (M/n) only smiled in response, and soon the silence continued, but neither of them minded, silences were always comfortable when they were together.

But there was still this nag in the back of (M/n)'s mind, thinking how everything could've gone to shit, and he needed Leon.

"Leon..." He heard (M/n) whispering his name and he turned to look at him, frowning when he realized the conflict obvious on his face, "Just... Hit me if you don't like it, okay?"

Before Leon had time to process his question, he saw (M/n) getting closer and closer, finally pressing their lips together. Leon was left wide-eyed, but a moan left his mouth at the feeling of (M/n)'s lips on his, lifting his arms and wrapping them around the (h/c) haired's neck, kissing him harder and a little bit rougher.

"I could never hit you," was the first thing Leon said when he pulled back, laughing a bit, "And you have no idea how long I've wanted to do this," he mumbled against (M/n)'s lips before kissing him again, their lips moving together in a slow pace, wide smiles plastered on their faces.

(M/n)'s hands placed themselves on Leon's hips, and pulled back again, pressing their forehead together.

"Exactly... How long, hm?" Leon chuckled feeling rather shy at the question, but rather more at the answer.

"About a year ago, when... I realized you were my bisexual awakening," (M/n) bit his lip and held in his chuckles.

"Well," he pulled Leon closer to his body, opening his eyes and leaning closer to Leon's ear, "I'll hope I can awaken more things in you, darling."

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rubyreduji · 5 months

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Apple of My Eye — xmh

summary: minghao’s arrival to auradon changes your life as you know it, and not just because he’s the son of the woman who poisoned your mother

tags: fluff, descendants au, child of snow white reader, reader is shorter than minghao wc: 2.4k an: happy birthday mika @toruro :333 i love you so much pls enjoy bc i think i rewrote this maybe 7 times no joke an 2: this fic takes place in the same universe as “good to be bad” which features gyu, wonu, and child of hades reader. you don’t really have to read it to read this one, but it would be cool if you did!

From the moment you were born, it was made clear that you were always going to be second. Whether in your parents’ eyes or the citizens or even other kids. Nothing you could do would amount to your brother.

Joshua was athletic, charismatic, handsome, the future King of Charmington. Every kid in Auradon was drawn to him. You were just the little sister.

Joshua could never do wrong, or at least your parents thought so. You on the other hand, had everything about you nitpicked. You had to be the perfect daughter so you could one day find a suitor for you to marry. That led to long days of you in lessons about etiquette while Joshua would run around the castle with Seungcheol and Seokmin, not caring about what kind of disturbances they caused. At the time it didn’t bother you, you wanted to do anything to please your parents.

After you started school, it was hard for you to make friends, and eventually you just gave up, submitting to being the outcast of the class. It didn’t help that your brother would go around and pick on you to all of his friends just for a few laughs.

Years went by and you were still doing your best just to be a good daughter. In class you were still an outcast, with people either whispering behind your back or scoffing at you when you walked past. It wasn’t until you started to attend Auradon Prep that you realized how useless it all was.

No matter how prim and proper and perfect you are, you’ll never be anything in anyone’s eyes as long as Joshua is alive. You think about all those years you tried to make everyone happy, to be the best you could be, only for it to amount to nothing.

Maybe that’s why you were so drawn to Minghao. His subtle kindness and gruff but charming presence. It makes you laugh to know that if you told the little girl you used to be that later in life she’s going to fall in love with the son of her parents’ sworn enemy, she’d probably cry.

Right now though, you’re completely sure you’d follow Minghao to the end of the world.

When you were little, your parents used to sit in your living room in front of the fireplace and tell you and Joshua the great story of their love. You’ve heard it a million times, not just from your parents but also your seven uncles.

When the proclamation was made that the villain kids would be coming to Auradon, your parents were scandalized. When they found out that one of them was the child of the Evil Queen, they were outraged. They were fearful for what would happen to you and (mostly) Joshua.

They told you to steer clear of any of the VKs as their parents will have raised them to be just like them. That they will be cruel and ill-mannered and up to no good. That nothing could come off the isle without it being tainted by the evil kept within.

When you were little, you were always told that the Evil Queen is a jealous old woman and vile of heart. Though that may be the case, you’re not sure you should view her son as the same. Not everyone is their parents. When you think about the first time you and Minghao met, you know there’s no doubt about it.

You were walking down the hallway when you caught sight of him a few feet ahead of you. You recognized him from the press release about the proclamation. Minghao, son of the Evil Queen. Your eyes were drawn to his dark blue hair and thick leather jacket. You were completely stopped in your tracks, too entranced by the deep scowl on his face. Unfortunately because you stopped walking, you were easily run over.

“Get out of the way,” the person growled as they shoved you, causing you to drop your books.

“S-sorry,” you squeaked out. You bent down to pick up your books, only to hear a new voice.

“Why don’t you watch where you’re walking?” You looked up to see Minghao looming over the person who ran into you. They cowered away. “No need to be a dick. Pick the fucking books up.”

They nodded and scrambled to grab your books, hastily passing them back to you before they ran off. You stared down at the book before redirecting your gaze to the tall boy in front of you. You bowed to him.

“Thank you. You didn’t have to do that, I’m uh…used to it,” you trailed off at the end, unsure of why you were explaining that to him.

He also looked slightly uncomfortable at the fact. Or maybe it was because you bowed to him. “You didn’t do anything wrong. No reason to pick on innocent people.” With that he stalked off and your sudden interest in him ignited tenfold.

Ever since that day you and Minghao kept having small run-ins. Almost like fate was pulling you two together. Before you knew it you two were spending all your time together. You were easily captured by his outlook on the world. You’ve never met someone so fair and level headed as Minghao. You’ve learned so much from him.

You finally had a friend. He helped you discover who you really are, and he did everything in his power to protect you. Slowly your friendship developed into more until you found yourself with butterflies in your stomach every time he talked to you.

You remember the day he finally made the first move. You weren’t even sure that Minghao liked you like that until you were sitting in his dorm, helping him with his math homework, when he leaned over and kissed you. You swear your heart nearly jumped out of your chest. After that things were a little clunky, but you two figured it out.

Dating Minghao opened up a whole new realm of possibilities. You feel strong with him. You feel like you can do anything. Maybe that’s why you put so much faith in him when he comes to you with his plan.

“Snowflake,” Minghao starts, his nickname for you still flustering you slightly, “I need you to trust me, okay?”

“Hao…what’s this about?” You two are sitting in his dorm room, sitting on his bed. He asked you earlier if you would meet him, as there was something important he needed to talk to you about.

There’s a grim look on Minghao’s face as he looks at you. He struggles with his words for a moment before finding what he wants to say. “You know I care about you a lot and that I would do anything to make you happy and protected.”

Minghao stops for a moment and you nod at him. He takes another deep breath.

“You and I, we don’t belong here. Nobody here will ever respect us or any of the other VKs, and something needs to be done about it. I want to do something about it.” There’s a fire in Minghao’s words as he talks. “Everything that I’ve seen and heard and experienced since I stepped foot in Auradon is bullshit and it was fine when it was just me, but they way they treat you as well? It’s unacceptable.”

“Hao,” you interject, “just tell me what you’re talking about. I promise, I trust you more than anyone else.”

Minghao reaches forward and grabs your hands in his. He squeezes tight. “They need to be taught a lesson. Nothing will change if we don’t make the change.” You squeeze his hands back, encouraging him to continue. “I’ve been talking with some of the other VKs…we’re thinking about overthrowing the crown.” You suck in a breath. “I know it’s a lot and that it’s a risk but-”

You cut Minghao off, letting go of his hands to cup his face. You lean in and kiss him gently. When you pull away you rest your forehead against his. “I trust you Hao, and I will stand by you through anything. If this is the path you decide to take, I’m right here with you.”

“Are you sure? Your parents and-”

“No one has ever treated me the way you do. You’re the best thing to happen to me, Minghao.”

“I love you,” Minghao whispers, just loud enough to hear. Your heart does a skip.

“I love you too,” you tell him back, the first time either of you have said it. “I believe what you’re doing is what has to be done.”

You think of every wrongdoing of the citizens of Auradon, about how unfair they have been all these years. You think about the new world you can make. You know this is the right choice.

Minghao wants you to stay out of the planning process, as to not incriminate you in case anything happens. That unfortunately leaves you with quite a bit of free time on your hands. You’re walking back to your dorm from the library when you’re suddenly stopped by someone grabbing you. You yelp in surprise as you’re whipped around to come face to face with your brother.

Joshua grips onto your arm tightly and you try to break free but he just holds on tighter. If you’re being honest you’re shocked he’s even interacting with you, as he gave up on that years ago.

“I don’t know what you’re doing, but you need to stop,” Joshua hisses.

“Joshua, let me go!”

“I know you’re up to something with the son of the Evil Queen. Do you know what Mom and Dad would think if they found out? If you keep it up you’re going to get in trouble, either with him, or them.”

“You’re hurting me!”

“Well maybe you should listen.”

“She said let go.” Joshua’s grip loosens slightly at the intrusion and you’re able to break free.

You and your brother both look to the side to see Minghao standing there. Though Joshua and Minghao are the same height, it seems like Minghao looms over him. There’s a dark look on his face as he glares daggers into your brother. Relief washes over you at the sight of your boyfriend coming to your rescue.

“You,” Joshua hisses. “Stay away from my little sister.”

“No, I think you should stay away.” Minghao steps forward, subtly putting his body between yours and Joshua’s.

“I don’t know who you think you are, but I know that you’re no good. If you hurt her I swear I’ll-”

“It seems like you’re the only one here who’s hurt her.” Minghao gestures to where you’re rubbing your arm from where Joshua gripped you too tight. “You’re selfish and pathetic. You don’t really care about her and you never have, don’t try to act all high and mighty now.”

“Just wait, you’re going to get it,” Joshua growls before stalking off.

Minghao doesn’t bother responding, instead he turns towards you. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, but I need you to do something for me.”

“Anything.”

“Hurry up with the plans, okay?” You stare up and Minghao and he just nods, ready to set the world on fire for you if he has to.

“Are you scared?” You ask Minghao as you two lay in your bed one night. Your roommate is visiting her parents and you take the opportunity to spend the night with your boyfriend without having to worry about Jun on the other side of the room.

“Petrified,” Minghao whispers. “But you can’t tell anyone.”

“I promise,” you giggle, pressing a soft peck to his cheek.

“I’m scared, but then I think about you and why I’m doing this to begin with, and I know everything will work out.”

“Everyone says you’re so scary,” you tell him, “but I think you’re just a giant sap.”

“Only for you, Snowflake.”

“I really hope this works,” you whisper, changing the tone of the conversation.

“It will. I’ll make sure of it, even if it’s the last thing I do.”

“It won’t be. We’re going to change the world and then you and I will be able to live in peace.”

“We’ll have our happily ever after?” There's a teasing grin on Minghao’s face and you roll your eyes playfully.

“Yes. We will.” Minghao just giggles and leans in to kiss you. You kiss him back, putting all of your unsaid words behind it.

Minghao has changed your life, and you could never repay him for what he’s done for you, what he’s going to do for you. You know you don’t have to pay him back though, because loving him is enough. You don’t want to think about what your life would have become if Minghao didn’t come to Auradon. When you were little your parents told you about fate and how the right people will always come into your life. Laying here with Minghao, you think they may have gotten at least one thing right.

“Are you ready?” Minghao asks as he reaches down to hold your hand tight. You nod and squeeze his hand back.

“As ready as I’ll ever be.”

The two of you stand outside of the Museum of Cultural History, about to enact your plan to change the rest of your lives.

“You’ll be able to go back after this,” Minghao tells you. You look up at him and smile.

“Good.”

Around you stands the other VKs, and for some reason the son of Hercules, Mingyu (you’ll have plenty of time to question that later). The sight warms your heart. You don’t think you’ve ever felt more safe with a group of people before. A few months ago you never had friends, and now here you are, ready to change the world with a group of villain kids. Your parents would have a heart attack if they could see you now.

“Whatever happens,” Minghao tells you, “I love you.”

You pull him down for a final kiss before you enter the museum. “I love you too.”

You take a moment to just stare at him. His soft blue hair falling over his eyes as he’s wrapped up in his jacket. He looks just like he did the first day you met him, yet everything has changed so much. You smile when you think about how you wouldn’t want to have it any other way.

No one has ever loved you as much as Minghao has. Not your parents or your brother or anyone else. Minghao is willing to risk everything, just make you happy. You will always be his number one priority. The thought makes your heart swell, and you know there will never be someone who means as much to as you as Minghao does.

“Okay,” you tell him, “let’s do this.”

Minghao nods and signals to the others and just like that you’re all in action. Your heart beats hard in your chest as you follow behind Minghao, ready for him to lead you to whatever good thing is next to come.

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milaisreading · 1 year

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hi! Ok, what about fic where manager have to wear something like mascot costume (like ears and tail) or something like maid dress (you can choose anything you want) all day because of JFU and fan service for BLLK TV during the NEO egoists league arc. And when boy see her in this costume, they are frustrated, freaks out and try their best to cover her and get away from the cameras.

Author: I hope you like this and thank you sm for the request🩷 stay safe and healthy.

PS: I really hope people feel included in these stories, that's why I mostly avoid giving any physical descriptions of the reader. Also, English is like my 3rd language and I hope you all aren't too annoyed if I am repetitive with some words. Mostly when I use the words blush or turn red I don't want to allude to the skin tone, but I try to describe the situation in a way that would make sense to me as well. Sorry for that and I will try to work on my vocabulary a little bit more. I am so sorry if smn felt left out bcs of my wording 🙇🏻‍♀️🩷

Warnings ⚠️ : Reader uses she/her. Requests are open

⚽️Blue Lock belongs:Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

When (Y/n) signed up for the Blue Lock project to help out, she knew there would be hard and easy times. She knew she will be a lot bussier with taking care of not just the team, but also running errands for Anri and Ego from time to time. But with all the exhausting and draining tasks she had, she was greatful for the friends she made at the project, all the connections and fun times that came with it. But and a big but, (Y/n) didn't know that Blue Lock would turn into a reality show with... certain demands from the JFU.

"Respectfully, no way in hell am I wearing that!" (Y/n) shrieked at the clothing item Anri was holding. Ego kept quiet, pitying the girl a little.

"Come on (Y/n)! The JFU did that fanservice polls and the fans really want to see you in this dress... it's not even revealing." Anri tried to argue. And true, the maid dress wasn't anything too extreme. A normal maid dress that went to her knees, nothing revealing and a simple black color, with a white apron and some head decoration.

"Still! I never agreed to this! I don't want anyone to see me in that! And why aren't the boys wearing it as well, seems unfair!" (Y/n) said, feeling embarrassed to be wearing such a dress. Anri shook her head and walked closer to the girl, pressing the item into her hands.

"You came in first place when asked who should wear it. Rin was second by like a 400 votes difference."

"400?!" (Y/n) cried out, feeling betrayed by the audience.

"Just wear it for half a day. I tried to negotiate with the JFU and we came to a agreement for just half a day." Ego said.

'I hate it here!! The others will just make fun of me!' (Y/n) thought, wanting to cry.

"It looks adorable!!" Anri cheered as she finally got the dress on the girl.

"Can't we just get Rin to wear this?" (Y/n) asked for the 10th time as Anri pulled her out of the changing room.

"No, no we can't." The woman said back.

"Get Rin to do what?!" Isagi asked as he walked out of a room. The boy looked at (Y/n) for a few moments, blinking as he finally started realizing what she was wearing.

"(Y/n), why are you wearing that?!" Isagi exclaimed as his face turned a bright red, catching Bachira and Baro's attention.

"I-I didn't want to, I was forced!" (Y/n) said back, causing Anri to roll her eyes.

"Don't you love the fans?"

"Not this much!"

'She looks so adorable in that! What a great day to be alive and witness this!' Isagi thought as he covered up his cheeks.

"What happened with (Y/n)?! Do I have to beat someone up-" Bachira's grin soon faded and his jaw dropped a little when he saw the girl, face flushing to match Isagi's.

'So... so adorable!'

Baro peeked outside too only to freeze up at the sight of the manager.

'I... this is a dream? Or maybe not?' Baro pinched his cheeks to make sure everything was real.

"Wh-what?! I told you this was rediculous!" (Y/n) yelled, expecting them to tease her.

'Adorable!' Baro thought, suddenly getting shy as Bachira ran to hug her.

"You look so cute, (Y/n)! I could just eat you!"

"Bachira, you are making it worse!" (Y/n) yelled, startled by his sudden hug as Nari cheered.

"Told you it looks fine."

"Bachir, let her go!"

"You little piece of shit!" Isagi and Baro yelled as they went in to grab to separate the two.

'I want a hug too...' The two thought, jealous that Bachira got it first.

Otoya fell to the ground and covered up his nosebleed.

'Thank you God. Thank you for making me witness this!' The green/white-haired boy thought, feeling tears of joy cloud his eyes.

"Otoya! Are you alright?!" (Y/n) panicked as she tried to walk to him, but was stopped by Yukimiya standing in the way.

"He is just being weird, don't worry. So when will you be wearing this again?" The brown-haired boy asked as (Y/n) shook her head at that thought.

"Hopefully never. Also can you stop touching my hair, Karasu?" The girl wondered as the said boy kept patting her head.

"But you look so adorable! We need to give you headpats." The boy declared as Yukimiya nodded his head.

"Wait, I want to do it too!" Otoya added as he finally composed himself. Meanwhile Kurona and Hiori were standing off to the side, faces red as they admired the girl's costume.

'So adorable! She looks better than any model!' Kurona thought.

'Ahh~ I live being in Blue Lock~' Hiori sighed dreamily.

She was just doing some pick ups for the medic room when Gagamaru, Niko and Rin walked by, and seeing her in the costume really flustered them.

"I-I... you look pretty (Y/n). Like a princess!" Gagamaru had exclaimed nervously as (Y/n) thanked him, clearly just as flustered as he was.

"You look..." Rin started and then looked away, clearly unsure how to say it in a smooth way.

'She is so adorable! Just like she always is, but now she is even cuter! Thank you God for not sending me off to Spain too.' Rin thought, too shy to look her back in the eyes. And in that moment Niko started stuttering something out, but the more he looked at (Y/n), the blurrier her form was getting.

'So cute!'

"Niko! Gagamaru, can you bring me some water?!" (Y/n) exclaimed as she caught the black-haired boy before he could fall to the ground. The boy quickly nodded his head, forcing himself to look away and get the water.

'Lucky bastard!' Rin tsked as (Y/n) held the boy's figure.

"So.... how long do you have to wear that?" Kunigami asked, covering up his cheeks.

"For like an hour more... then I am free." (Y/n) explained as she fixed up Chigiri's hair, the said boy enjoying the attention he was getting from her.

'My manager taking care of me while dressed in a cute costume... I won at life!' The redhead sighed as Reo kept staring at her intensely.

'Ahh~~ what a day to be alive! Blue Lock is the best place on earth!' Reo thought with a silly grin as Nagi stood to the side with his phone.

'Sorry (Y/n), but God knows when I will see you like this again.' Nagi thought as he snapped some pics of the girl.

"Why are you even taking pictures?" The girl asked as she turned to the albino.

"Blackmail." He blinked and nervously answered.

'Idiot!' Reo and Kunigami thought.

"Blackmail? Literally anyone who follows Blue Lock will see me like this! What's the use of the Blackmail?"

"Hold up! Rewind that, what do you mean everyone will see you?!" Aryu spoke up, deciding to finally stop staring.

"It's like fanservice for the next episode or something." The girl explained, causing them to go into panic mode.

"So... so other dudes will see you like that?!" Chigiri questioned, turning around to face her.

"Yeah..."

"Absolutely not! Take this!" Kunigami said as he handed her his jacket.

"Take mine too." Aryu added, dropping it over her.

"I will just be the wall then." Nagi said in annoyance as he stood in front of (Y/n), shielding her from the camera Ego had put up.

"Reo, can you somehow buy this episode out or something?" Chigiri whispered to the purple-haired boy.

"I could try. Nobody outside of Blue Lock should see our manager like this."

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bysaber · 6 months

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Traveling to see your boyfriend ft. Megumi Fushiguro

(a day late) Day 09 of 31 Days of Ficmas!

summary — after years of online communication, you surprise your boyfriend by showing up at his door to celebrate christmas together.

word count — 560

content — fluff

notes — i didn’t post yesterday sorry! later i’ll post day 10 as well <3

nobara <3: don’t worry, he is expecting *someone* to show up bc I told him me and yuuji were going to spend the day in his house lol

You reread the text from your friend at least a hundred times.

Kugisaki and Yuuji were essential for your plan to work, they helped you with everything. Both of them practically watched Megumi fall in love with you over the phone and, when you started a long-distance relationship, your boyfriend introduced you to his friends.

And they became your friends.

So now, with the Holidays coming and the need to be close to your boyfriend, to see and touch him for the first time, you’d decided to surprise him by traveling all the way to Japan.

But at that moment, standing in front of his apartment door, you wonder if that was a good idea.

Sure, you were in a long-term relationship and Megumi always expressed how badly he wanted to meet you in person. But what if you came at a bad time? What if he didn’t mean it?

Closing your eyes, you pushed all the bad thoughts aside and knocked on the door, feeling your blood freezing from anxiety as you let yourself think about how close you were.

Breathing the same air.

How would he react? Would he like your appearance in person? Would he kiss you like he told you he would – multiple times? Would he…

Your thoughts were suddenly interrupted when the sound of the door being unlocked sounded, and you held your breath.

Within seconds, Megumi Fushiguro was in your eyesight.

His eyes widened instantly and, for almost a minute, he just stood there, looking at you as if you were a figment of his imagination.

You wondered if he could hear your fast-paced heartbeat, thumping loudly in your ears as your eyes filled with tears. Megumi wore a simple white tee with black sweatpants, his hair messy the same way you had always seen in pictures when he’d just woken up.

“Megumi…” you start, trying not to cry. Your emotions felt too strong to hide, “I came to spend Christmas with you, surprise!”

You tried to sound confident, but you still didn’t know how he felt about the entire situation and he just kept looking at you.

“I’m sorry if this is too sudden! I know I shouldn’t have come without saying anything first but I wanted to surprise you, and now looking back it really sounds like a stupid idea,” you started rambling nervously. “But I can stay with Kugisaki if this is too much, or even rent a–”

Putting a definite stop to your talking, Megumi said your name.

You didn’t have time to think about what was happening when you felt his hands on your cheeks, and then his lips pressed against yours.

Megumi kissed you like he missed you, like it was the first time, and also the last. He held your face gently and your own body responded to him; your hands moving to his hair and neck. And you fit like you were always meant to be together.

He broke the kiss leaving little pecks on your lips, and his eyes were on yours. Watching, dreamy.

“Gumi… you're not mad?”, you whispered, his hands still on your face, caressing it.

“This is the best gift I could’ve asked for.”

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danikamariewrites · 8 months

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I need more little reader and caregiver az 😩 my fav dynamic 🩷🩷 I would really appreciate it :)

Bad Day hc

Ddlg!Azriel x reader

A/n: I always need more of this Az he has my whole heart. Also this is totally self indulgent bc I’ve had a rough past few days

Warnings: ddlg

You’d come home exhausted from work on the verge of tears

You didn’t even bother making it to the couch you just laid down on the floor

Azriel came looking for you after he heard the door slam

He thought it was odd you didn’t come up to his office to greet him

When he found you on the floor he sat next to you, picking you up and cradling you, wrapping his wings around you for extra comfort

“Princess what’s wrong?” “Just a bad day,” you sigh out “a few bad days actually.” Az frowns. He hadn’t realized you had been struggling. He hated himself for not realizing.

Azriel would stroke your hair while gently rocking you

“I’m sorry princess. Let daddy make it better, this weekend will be just me and you. We’ll do all the things that make you happy.” That makes you smile as you rest a hand on his cheek, “sounds perfect daddy.”

That night Az made dinner, read to you, and tucked you in, telling you how much he loves you

The next morning was the start of your relaxing weekend. You didn’t have to worry about anything, Azriel had the whole weekend planned and you didn’t have to think about anything

Azriel fed you breakfast in bed and then took you to the spa, “this is supposed to be relaxing princess. So I don’t want you to even think, just relax. Daddy will be right out here waiting for you.”

After your massage and facial Azriel took you shopping

He kept an arm around you or had his hand on your back or you held his hand/fingers

Constant physical contact when you’re upset is always comforting for you. it’s just another way Az can show he’s there for you

Once you’re back at the house you take a nap with Az on the couch

You think you’re starting to feel better already but there’s this feeling you can’t shake

The next morning you sleep in while Az goes to training for a few hours but you just lay awake staring at the ceiling

When Azriel comes back you take a bath with him but you seem deflated still

After the bath you’re extra clingy with Az, you don’t even let go of him when he tries to get you guys food

Azriel was starting to get worried that you weren’t letting all of your feelings out

“Princess, tell me what’s on your mind.” He whispers while kissing your head

“I’m just tired. I just want a break, I don’t want to go to work tomorrow. I wanna stay with you daddy, where everything is perfect.” Tears start falling fast and before you know it you’re sobbing into Azriel’s chest

“It’ll be ok princess. If that’s what you want daddy will make that happen for you.” As you start to calm down Az would pick you up and you rest your head on his shoulder

It physically hurts Azriel to see you this upset. he’d do anything just to see you smile and make sure you never cry again

“I know what will make you feel better,” he says in a light tone. “What?” “Going to get ice cream.” You gasp dramatically, “before dinner? Are you sure?” “Of course I am princess. I’ll even get you your favorite flavor.”

You walk hand in hand as you walk to the ice cream parlor

Az orders for you and you sit on a bench by the Sidra enjoying your sweet treat

Everything feels calm since you came so early and it feels nice, peaceful almost

You want every day to feel like this and you knew Azriel would make it happen for you if you asked him

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kairiscorner · 9 months

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i saw your miguel requests are open!! Yay!

Could you write a Miguel x f!reader where reader is a stubborn, confident daughter of a crime lord and Miguel is required to be her bodyguard even though she doesn't want anything to do with her father's work?

HI DEARRRRR OFC OFC !! sorry if the climax seemed so sudden, i just wanted to do something related to the third image on the header bc it looked so cute rgh ... anyway, hoping you like this !!

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

bodyguard!miguel o'hara x fem!reader

the guy your father hired to protect you was... a real piece of work.

first of all, he was worse than your dad; he refused to let you do anything by yourself or go anywhere all alone, even in the most private of places. he sits close by you, or across you, while eating–he stands outside of the comfort room, standing all menacingly by your stall door and glaring down at anybody who walked by, and he'd decline invitations to anywhere fun and exciting for you in fear that you'd 'get all rebellious' on your father. "do you not know how to have fun? i'm starting to think you were, what, synthesized in a lab, never experienced wanting to have some excitement in your life?" you asked him sarcastically as he drove you home, with you at the front seat–your arms folded over your chest as you narrowed your eyes at your stoic-faced bodyguard.

miguel didn't budge and kept his eyes on the road; expertly driving without flinching or looking away one bit from the road ahead of you two. you raised an eyebrow and sighed, slumping further into your seat. "you're like the terminator, like, i don't even know if you kill people, but you're like him–a mindless robot that can only follow orders." you said with a huff. he finally spoke soon enough as you two hit a red light. "your father's paying me to follow orders, not to do anything else, let alone have idle chit-chat with his daughter." he said pretty bluntly and monotonously, making you groan exaggeratedly. "of course he would never pay for me to have a friend. he did when i was seven years old, though, that went to shit after a while, however." you blabbed as miguel looked at you from the corner of his eye.

"wait, of course, you don't wanna hear it." "no, no, keep talking, ma'am." miguel then blurted out himself. "that is... if you wish to keep talking." he added, distancing himself from you while still getting a little closer than ever before. you were surprised at how miguel was taking the initiative to talk to you, and you figured that since you had nothing better to do, why not tell this man your whole life story, thoughts, problems, and... just everything you've been keeping to yourself all this time. "fuck, i wanna leave home." you confessed to him as miguel slowed the car down, coming to a turn. "...and why's that?" he asked you, making you immediately shrug in response. "well, my dad wants to protect me and all, which, i'm grateful for, but... i don't wanna have a part in everything he does, i don't want... i don't want to do what he does, and i'm scared that, one day... i will end up like him." you confessed, tears streaming down your cheeks without you realizing. this has happened multiple times while you were alone, but never with anyone else–you'd sometimes cry without you realizing and mask it up, switch your emotions like flicking a switch on and off.

miguel, for the first time in a long while, turned his head to look at you and away from the road for a bit. he slowed down his driving and just... looked onto your scared, worried eyes that reflected just how fearful you were of becoming like your father. you were always so daring, rebellious, and confident to boot–you never showed fear unless it was a real, tangible fear you felt like it might come true one day if you weren't careful. he cleared his throat and looked up ahead, back on the road. "it's not my place to say anything regarding this matter, i'm not the most well-equipped person to have anything remotely helpful to say about any of this, but, um... you don't know that." he whispered those last few words in a small, creaking voice, not even sure why he's saying what he's saying; gulping back the already spoken words and shirking back in the driver's seat silently.

you sniffled back the tears you didn't realize you were holding in and looked at him quizzically. "...don't know what?" you asked him with a gentle voice, prompting him to finish his thought. miguel sighed and pulled up to the driveway, cutting through the dark evening with the bright lights illuminating from the luxurious car miguel drove you in and shut off the ignition, shifting in his seat as anxiety and nervousness filled his mind. "you... you don't know if you'll really be like him. you're not your father, you might not even become your father; you're... you. and, i like you for who you are, for all your snarkiness, cheekiness, you giving me a hard time all the time, i... i appreciate you as you are now." he finished, feeling his face get all flustered as he saw the way your eyes shone in the dark, how your tears from earlier glistened as the moon shone above and let light pour down upon your twinkling face. he got out of the car and went over to your door as usual to escort you out, but when he got close to your door, you left the window open and—as he got nearer towards you—you grabbed him gently by his tie, pulled him in close, and pressed your plush lips against his. you didn't know what you just did or why you even did what you did—but something about his words stuck to you and compelled you to... do some things you'd keep to yourself.

"i, um... thank you. you're... not as emotionless as i thought you'd be, i-i suppose..." you murmured silently as you pulled away from him and let his tie slip from your hands as you scooched out of the passenger and driver's seat, exiting out the door miguel left through; watching him stare at you with widened eyes and a bashful, surprised look on his face that made him think and ask himself, 'was that... real?' he merely nodded and kept clearing his throat as he stumbled away from the car, but fumbling the keys in his hands to lock the doors once he realized he forgot to do so. you swore you heard him mutter how 'soft your lips felt, how 'if your dad learned about that... there was no telling what'd happen to him', but most of all—you swore that he seemed softer, kinder, and a lot more vulnerable than before you kissed him.

he seemed so much warmer now, somehow...

this wasn't stopping you totally from overthinking all the time, though, it was good to know that he respected you as a person as opposed to some girl he was going to protect at all costs. but the reason why you kissed him... it sent your face to a furious fluster and made your brain short-circuit even remembering it all, made you weak in the knees and stutter a whole lot while thinking about it, looking forward to the next time you'd see him, for once.

tags !! @miguelswifey04 @hearts4gabri @hisachuu @wreakingmarveloushavok @fictarian @yuridopted0 @simsrandomstuff @luvstarrstruck @popeheywardssecretgf @meeom @arachnoia @melovetitties @fable-library @ophanimgold @smokeywhalee @capnshtfce

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lvrhughes · 1 year

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No One Will Ever Hurt You Again | J. Hughes

pairing: Jack Hughes x f!reader

word count: 0.9k

summary: Past memories are brought up for you, but jack’s there for you.

warnings: mentions of past?? kissing?

requested: yes

this was requested bc it’s rowdy’s birthday!!

not my gif!

Jack knew your past, he knew everything, all the bad and all the good. He knew you inside and out. Of course that’s what happens when you're best friends with someone for years. He knew what you went through, he knew that it still haunted you to this day. Yet whenever he was near you never seemed haunted.

Being with Jack made you feel safe, he was home for you. He knew that, he would do anything to keep you safe, he’d do anything to make you feel at home. Bringing you everywhere he could, calling you everytime he couldn’t bring you.

“Jack, I’m okay I swear, it’s only two days!” you exclaimed over the phone, where jack was dramatically sighing on the other side.

“That’s why I’m calling! It’s two days, I'm going to die without you.” he groaned and you could hear his dramatic fall to the bed, imagine the hand he laid over his forehead as he fell.

“You’ll survive, I promise.” you laughed, making him smile, he loved the sound.

“Fine.” he finally complied, agreeing he would, sadly, painfully, survive the forty-eight hours.

And he did, rushing into your place as soon as he stepped foot back in New Jersey. Finding you asleep, he halted his movement. Tear marks stained your face, your sleeves and pillow still damp with tears. His heart breaking at the sight, he chose his next moves. Kneeling beside the head of your bed, running his hand down your face. Collecting any missed tears.

He could feel your movement beneath his hand, he stayed cupping your face, running his other hand through your hair.

“Jack?” you groaned, unaware of what time it was, or when he got here.

“What’re you doing here?”

“I just got back, you’re always the first person I see.”

Slowly you sat up, letting him crawl in behind you, resting against his chest.

“You were crying, weren’t you?” The question made you wake up a bit more.

“What?”

“Don’t lie to me, there’s tears on your pillows and your cheeks are stained with them.” His voice was firm, but not in a mean way, more in a caring way.

“Maybe.”

“I’m worried about you.” the way his voice almost broke, made you break. Turning in his arms to bury your head into his chest, his hand rubbing circles on your back while you sobbed. The two of you stayed like that until you were almost asleep.

“Princess, stay awake for another minute, okay? Let’s talk.”

“Mhm” you hummed back, waiting for him to start.

“What happened?” He kept his voice soft and even, keeping a comforting tone.

“I don’t want to talk about it. It brought back the memories. I worked so hard to forget them, Jack.” the tears filling your eyes again.

“Oh baby.” he cooed, pulling you tight against him again, covering you in a sense of peace, home.

“I missed you Jack.”

“I missed you too, princess.”

“I love you.” his movements halted at the confession, sure you’d told him before but the way you said it this time, it was different.

“I love you too.” it was not his best reply when he just come to think, what if i’m in love with my best friend? But he hoped it’d suffice, it did not.

“Not like that, but it’s okay.” too tired to argue, too tired to try to tell him what you meant, you just left with that. Curling into him more, letting sleep cover you again.

“What do you mean ‘not like that’?”

“Jack, go to sleep.”

“No, I need to know.” his stubbornness making you groan.

“I am in love with you, Jack Rowden Hughes. Are you happy now? Let me sleep.” he was ecstatic, ignoring your complaining groans when he picked you up, spinning you around.

“Jack, what the fuck are you doing?”

“I’m in love with you too.”

“What?” your confusion making him laugh a little. “Don’t laugh, asshole.” you swatted at him.

“Did you think i was just going to ignore your confession, Princess you’ve been all I think about for years I don’t know how i didn’t figure it out sooner. I’ve been in love with you for years.”

He wasted no time after the words were in the air, leaning down to kiss you. Letting yourself melt against him, his lips were soft but chapped.

“I’ve wanted to do that for years.” he mumbled against your lips when you pulled slightly away, in need of air.

“I thought you never noticed you were in love with me?” you teased.

“Princess, that didn’t stop me picturing kissing you. Just to know what it’d be like.”

Letting the banter continue on for another minute, before you were interrupted by a yawn. Jack, finally noticing the time, was quick to get you back to bed.

“Where are you going?” you whined, when after he place you on the bed he began to leave.

“I just need some other clothes.”

“No, don’t go. Just steal the ones in my closet.”

“Oh so you admit you steal my clothes?”

“Always have, always will. They’re comfy and smell like you.” he almost melted at the confession.

“I can’t even be mad at you when you say that.” he mumbled, crawling behind you in bed, in the sweatshirt he had been looking for, for the past three months.

“I promise, no one will ever hurt you again.” he said, pressing a kiss against the top of your head. You smiled, almost burying yourself further into his chest.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, now let’s sleep, hmm?”

He barely heard the ‘mhm’ you mumbled out, just before passing out. Taking his cue to sleep as well, he place one more kiss on the top of your head, letting sleep catch up to him

#jack hughes imagine #jack hughes one shot #jack hughes #nj devils #new jersey devils #nhl imagine #mads writings!

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charliemwrites · 6 months

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Gaz being the only one capable of a normal relationship is kinda funny.

I also think he might get a kept pet but he didn't mean to, it was an accident he swears!! It started as a completely normal relationship, maybe they went on 1 or 2 dates and she tells him about her ex bc he's still hung up on her and might do something stupid when he finds put she's seeing Gaz.

And Gaz immediately feels this overwhelming protectiveness, at first he isn't bothered by it bc he's always been protective of the people he cares about. But then the ex does find out about them and starts harassing her, going as far as showing up at her flat a few times and she always calls Gaz to chase him away and the protectiveness increases and transforms into possessiveness.

And then one night she calls him crying, asking if he can pick her up from work bc her ex is in front of the door and won't leave and she's closing on her own, and she doesn't know what to do!!

So obviously Gaz is there, brings her to his home and soothes her until she falls asleep but he doesn't, bc he could keep her safe, could make sure no one hurts or scares her again. And he feels so guilty for thinking it but three of his friends seem to be more than happy with their kept pets and the kept girls seem content too so would it really be so bad???

Maybe he calls price and the captain helps him set up his very own safe house just in case...

this wasnt supposed to be so long, sorry for rambling, there's just many thoughts in my head about this au

- 🐻

Hi 🐻!!! Don’t apologize for such a brilliant Thought. I absolutely love it!!!!

I can l see him bringing it up as a Totally Casual Hypothetical and his stressed girlfriend being way more enthusiastic than he expects, even for a fantasy. When he mentions it to the rest of the team, he gets a resounding “do it” but he’d feel terrible to force her into anything.

All it takes is one close call when he’s not there to protect her - a call to the cops and her sobbing to him over the phone while he’s halfway across the world and useless.

He still asks. Frames it as a “vacation” while he deals with the ex. She jumps at the idea. Packs… way too much and lets him sweep her away to safe house. They’re only supposed to spend a week. But she actually begs him to extend it for a week, please, baby?

And how is he going to say no to her pleading little face? She’s been so relaxed!!

And then she asks for another few days…. Which turns into another week. And then before he realizes it, he’s suggesting they just finish out the month. And she happily accepts.

“I wish it could be like this forever,” she whispers one night, tucked in close and clinging. She’s been sleeping so well.

That’s what spurs him to make it happen for her. He gets tips about making a safe home for her. Mainly security and keeping others out - he never wants her to feel trapped.

He transfers them to the new house and explains the idea. She hesitates at first but he’s gentle and understanding.

“Look if it freaks you out, we don’t have to. We can go back to the flat and… everything, if you want,” he offers, so so nervous. “But I’d really like to take care of you. Could we just… try it for a bit? See how we like it?”

She considers but it’s really no question, is it? Kyle has been so perfect and kind and good to her.

“Yeah… yeah, babe. Let’s do it!”

#asks #my writing #fanfiction #cod #thoughts™️#reader fic #kyle gaz garrick #‘keeper’ Gaz #keeper/kept au #🐻 anon

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h4rring1on · 2 years

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day 1 of asking for part 2 of reader walking in on eddie nd chrissy doing the devils tango

warnings: swearing, some sexual scenes, eddie getting the bitchy karma he deserves, idk what else but please tell me !!

it had been almost a week since the whole eddie thing, you loved eddie, and you didn’t leave the house for about 2 days. but once they ended, all that consumed you was anger.

anger.

you needed revenge, you needed to show that prick that he can’t just cheat on you and expect to just live life. no. you wanted him to feel pain. to feel hurt, to feel so confused, to just be completely ruined.

you wanted him to cry himself to sleep everyday thinking about you, you wanted him to think of you when he had sex with chrissy, you wanted him to think about that moment where you walked in and realized what was going on.

you wanted to play with his head. to make him pay. and what else than by being with one of his worst enemies.

eddie didn’t really hate jason, sure he was annoying, but it was just playful hate. who he really hated was steve, perfect steve, ladies man steve, steve the hair harrington, the steve.

you gotwith steve, steve. the ‘you don’t have to worry about him’ steve. yes, that steve. he was pretty easy, you already knew he was all over you, but you never told eddie because he’d obviously think something was going on.

but who cares now?

even though steve liked you, he was still your friend, so when he came over to make sure you’re okay after everything, you stared at him like you never have before. like something in you just clicked, and before you knew it, you were kissing him and it lead to more

eddie hadn’t seen you in a while, and he still loved you. but you demanded a box of your stuff sent to your house, he sadly looked at the box, memories filled these items.

when you didn’t answer, he thought something happened to you. so when he walked in, he heard unusual sounds, he walked into your bedroom and froze

he saw the two of you, naked. you were moaning uncontrollably as steve pounded you from the back, he slid his hand down to your pussy, and circled your clit, making you shake

eddie couldn’t even say anything, he walked out of the room and dropped the stuff at the front door, tears brimming in his eyes. you were with steve. steve was making you feel good, way better than eddie that’s for sure.

a few days later, he went to family video to rent a movie that could help him forget about you, when he walked in, he saw you sitting on the counter, with your legs wrapped around steve’s waist, a smile on your face as he kept whispering sweet nothings in your ear

eddie heard your giggle and that was it for him. that’s when he finally truly knew. he lost you, and he clearly wasn’t gonna get you back again. you were never gonna be seen with him again. he walked out and didn’t bother coming back again.

as for you, sure, it started with just getting eddie back, but steve wasn’t what you imagined at all. everyone called him a player, but he was the sweetest person ever, and he treated you way better than eddie. he’d give you flowers, chocolates, free movies, and he’d comfort you much better than eddie.

not to mention the sex because that’s a whole other thing. you couldn’t bare to be a liar like eddie, so when things were going really great with you and steve, you told him.

he wasn’t happy at first, but he was slightly happier because you said the truth, and not just that, but you stayed with him, which proved that your feelings were real.

you were happier with steve, he made you feel like the most special girl in the world, and he helped you forget the shitbird that was eddie. because that guy can kiss your ass.

a/n: I FEEL LIKE I DISAPPOINTED EVERYONE BC IT WASNT WHAT THEY EXPECTED :(

taglist: @eddiesange1 @mega-fandoms-everythingrock @soph69420world @saintomie

@druigsgold @salenorona23 @jmnlau @medusaslilsister @munsonbitch @crustlover

@merlieve @sylum @bibieddiesgf @starboyeddie @simp4rengoku @rat-p1ss

#stranger things 4 #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #stranger things x reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x plus size reader #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson angst

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loviingpedri · 10 months

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can you do where the reader is crying bc she had an argument with someone and cried there and she thought it was embarrassing and jude is away so when he calls she starts crying and telling him how much she misses him

my comfort person

prompt: request ^

warnings: cursing, grammar issues, not proofread

credits to owners for images

“y/n, i’ve told you to get these papers done by today,” your boss bowed his head in shame. “this was so important for our next collaboration. how can you mess it up this easily?”

“i’m so sorry sir, it won’t happen again.” you couldn’t count how many times you’ve apologized. life became a struggle when jude left for america. you’ve been so overwhelmed with keeping the house clean, organizing other papers. overall, you were a mess.

“sorry won’t cut it. you had one job, but you can’t do it. i thought you were a superstar when i hired you. this was the third time this week.” he threw the papers on his desk which scared you.

“please don’t take this the wrong way, but you assigned these papers yesterday. there is no way i could file all of them for today.” it was a mistake to talk back, yet there was no taking it back now.

“then fucking organize it by importance. listen, i don’t give a shit if other people give you other work to do. you’re so busy with your boyfriend, do you even remember that you have a job?” each word kept getting louder and louder. your ears started to ring and felt a sense of panic. next thing you knew, tears were running down your cheek.

“please excuse me.” you felt so vulnerable that you just cried in front of your boss. after closing his office door, you could hear him sigh in distress. you tried to clear up your tears, but it quickly failed since all eyes had been on you. shame had filled you to the brim. you ran down into your car while trying to excuse yourself from bumping into others.

the parking garage was only downstairs. the journey to get to your car felt like hours. thank god it was your lunch time. you forgot everything on your desk except your phone and keys. once you reached your car, the emotions spilled out. you didn’t have the guts to drive away. you just sat on the driver’s side crying until your eyes gave up. your whole body was about to give up, but your phone started ringing. a picture of jude’s smile appeared on your screen with a facetime from him. you answered only because he would get worried that something happened.

“hey beautiful, how was work?” you didn’t plan on showing your face which was the first red flag. jude was hoping to see your perfect smile. it took a minute before you answered, which was also another red flag. “hello? y/n are you there?” jude wasn’t use to your silence.

“yeah, i’m here.” after fully trying to recollect yourself, you still didn’t manage to shake off your trembling voice. you saw jude wiggle his eyebrows. you knew he figured it out. he was the only person who figured out you and your body language.

“oh y/n, what’s wrong?” jude fully sat up on his bed.

“nothing. work was fine.” now, you and him both knew damn well there was nothing wrong. jude had become determined to get you to talk.

“baby, if there’s something wrong then we can talk. i’m sorry for not being there right now, but i can still try to help you. please, let me see your face. i miss you.” you really tried to wipe away your tears. yet, the red on your face made it really obvious. you lifted your phone so jude can see you.

you saw him smile at you which left you confused. “you’re still so pretty even when you cry. talk to me, what happened?”

“my boss is an asshole jude. i had so much paperwork to do and i couldn’t finish it. i was trying to clean the house then when it was finally time for me to at least try to do work, i fucking fell asleep. jude, i don’t know what to do. i really miss you. i know you’re having a great time in america, but this is a lot to handle.” more tears came out. jude’s expression sadden to see you in such a weak mental state. “oh and not to mention, when i walked out of his office, everyone was staring. it was so embarrassing. i would drive home, but there’s nothing to drive home to.”

“y/n, i love you so much. if you ever need a break, please go take a break. quit your job if you have to. i can provide for us. it makes me sad that i can’t be next to you right now.”

“i miss you so much. i wouldn’t admit this if i was actually normal, but hell, i miss your cuddles. it’s so different hearing you from just a screen.” god damn it, he wanted to go home.

“babe, i’m gonna need you to just breath. inhale, and exhale. everything is going to be okay. i’m gonna be back in no time. i will call and text whenever i’m free. i know it’s hard for you, but bare with me. do whatever it takes for you to be relaxed.” jude didn’t have to use a lot of words to comfort you. he was doing the bare minimum and you calmed down.

“i think i need to go home. i know you’re busy. i love you jude.”

“i love you too, now go kick some ass.”

#jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham #real madrid #football x reader #football fanfic #jude bellingham fanfic #jude bellingham x y/n #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham x you

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bingoboingobongo · 1 year

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task force 141 + ice skating

Characters: Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, John Price, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra

Warnings: none

A/N: screaming crying throwing up i have my two hardest finals tmmrw halp

guys we've finally got the gang back together

alright so let's be real for a minute

the 141 is definitely not the kind of group to coordinate an ice skating date outside of work

i mean can you imagine like six grown behemoth men at an ice skating rink with like some rando child whizzing around while half of them struggle to even get on the ice

yeah right

so when they do ice skate i see it happening while they're on duty

it's winter (duh) and they're up north so it's extra cold

the base they're staying is right next to a giant lake, which has finally frozen over

gaz was the first to notice

he was eating some breakfast (cocoa puffs) and he looked out the window and saw the lake all icy

and he pointed it out to price who was drinking some coffee and reading the newspaper on the couch

price got up to go check it out too (and u bet he did that thigh slap grunt combo men do)

and gaz was right, the lake was completely solid

and i like to think that the 141 usually has breakfast together/hangs out in the commons in the morning

so price asks if everyone wants to go skating

ofc most of them are happy to say yes

ghost needs some convincing but he gets there eventually

for some reason that base had a bunch of skates

but it worked out so no one's complaining

and don't ask how they had the right sizes or why they would be there in the first place (it's through the power of i have to sleep soon and i can't come up with an explanation rn)

so everyone starts making their way outside to the lake

alright time for some super speedy individual headcanons

simon "ghost" riley:

sorry but ghost definitely does not know how to skate

that's one of the reasons he was so apprehensive to join

it's hard to look intimidating when ur falling on ur butt

and it's not like he has a wall to hold onto

this is also his first time ice skating because he never got to do it as a kid

so yeah going into it he was pretty nervous

he doesn't even have the best balance to start out

but he's a fast learner and he was able to get the hang of it pretty quickly

definitely fell over a few times

much to the delight of soap who got to gloat as he helped him up

and ghost definitely said something like "watch your tone sergeant im still your commanding officer" to try and defend himself

it was not very effective

but once he gets the hang of it he can actually skate surprisingly well

he doesn't skate very long though until he goes back inside

much to the disappointment of everyone else

definitely skates with his hands at his side or in his pockets tho

except one time he almost face planted bc he couldn't use his hands to catch himself

so now he's extra paranoid about skating with his hands in his pockets (as he should don't skate with your hands in your pockets, it's dangerous)

john "soap" mactavish:

surprisingly good at ice skating

skated around a lot when he was a kid

roller skating and ice skating

so it comes pretty natural to him

he hadn't done it in a while but skating sorta like riding a bike in that you never really forget once you know how

he can do the like crossovers and stuff but not any super fancy tricks

def knows how to skate backwards tho

likes to skate super fast and then just go around in loops

laughs at ghost whenever he falls but ways helps him back up

he also had to teach ghost how to even skate

ghost was not very happy about that arrangement

but only because soap kept joking that ghost looked like bambi

ghost got his revenge though when after soap laughed at ghost for falling, he immediately faceplanted

and it was like a comical faceplant

his legs almost went over his head and everything

soap had to go inside after that because he got a bloody nose

in the end it was fine though and he went out and kept skating

soap's definitely the kinda guy to build up speed and then coast on the momentum with his arms out to his side

it makes him feel cool what can i say

kyle "gaz" garrick:

alright so gaz is a pretty decent skater

he's gone a few times recently with his younger siblings

so he knows the very basics

he's definitely a little more timid about it though

especially after watching everyone else keep falling over

for what it's worth he never fell over once tho

but he was also super duper paranoid about falling through the ice

he had to help out price a little bit too at the beginning

he wasn't very good at it though so soap ended up taking over

definitely is a more mild skater

he's just down to coast and do whatever

he gets cold pretty easily too so he's usually rubbing his arms or his hands together while he skates

also is really really really bad at stopping

especially since there's no wall

so he just kept continuously skating like the entire time

and then he had to coast until his momentum ran out when he wanted to go inside

john price:

alright so price skated a little when he was younger imo

he went on a lot of roller skating and ice skating dates back when he was a young adult

but it's been a long time since then and so it was kinda hard for him to get back into it

so he had gaz and soap help him at the beginning

after a while though he got back into the rhythm

and he started to get more and more gutsy

and started to try little tricks that he was able to do before

skating backwards, turning a little, those fancy stops where they like skid on the ice

at one point he messed up and fell though

and like a true old man he hurt his back

and lord was it a struggle to get off the ice

he had to get gaz and soap to come help him up

when he went back inside ghost was drinking some tea and asked him why he was holding his back like that

for fear of sounding like an old man, price told ghost it was nothing

the next morning though his back was super stiff though

but nothing he's never experienced before

alejandro vargas:

bro man's is actually cracked at skating

like price he definitely went on ice skating dates back when he was a young adult

but unlike price alejandro has actual moves

like he can skate backwards, forwards, on one leg, he can do turns, jumps

it's actually insane

like nobody knows how he got this good and he refuses to tell anyone anything except that he just went on a lot of ice skating dates

because the truth is that one year he had a crush on this girl who was super into figure skating

so he spent like the entire year watching figure skating clips from the winter olympics and stuff and practicing and his local skating rink so he could impress her

she ended up moving away before he could show her though

but he still kept on practicing because at that point he had just sorta fallen in love with ice skating

so yeah when he pulled up on that lake he shocked everyone

alejandro spent a lot of time helping rudy too

and yes they did that thing where alejandro held rudy's hands and skated backwards while rudy got pulled forward

i mean it's a skating staple it has to happen

rodolfo "rudy" parra:

alright so like ghost rudy's never skated before

he didn't realize they had a skating rink and he's also not really a fan of the cold

like i said before he tends to run cold so he needs a lot of jackets when he goes skating

alejandro had to teach him bc rudy truly had no idea how to do it

unlike ghost he was not successful quickly so alejandro spent most of the time holding his hand and guiding him

he definitely fell down a lot of times

wanted to give up at one point but alejandro made him keep going

and it was worth it because pretty soon after that he started to get the hang of it

he actually really enjoys ice skating

what can i say it makes him feel like elsa

definitely jokingly did elsa's hand movements and pretended he was controlling the ice or something

he had to start off skating super duper slow though because he was really nervous about falling

but by the end he was able to speed up and live his ice queen dreams

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the boyz reaction - you flinching at them | fluff! angst!

*note this is all fictional and just based off of my opinion of the boyz js for fun*

sangyeon

he pauses for a moment and gets caught off guard that he yelled at you too loudly without realizing

he hugs you instantly, putting his left arm above your head

“wait. wait. wait. i’m sorry, did i just do that? im so sorry i didn’t realize how harsh i sounded”

jacob

both of you were arguing about how you weren’t taking care yourself mentally but you didn’t want jacob’s help and he yelled at you

he never acted like this so you got scared and you instantly closed your eyes and your arms covered you

you didn’t hear anything for a few seconds until jacob gently put your arms down and softly stared at you. he hugged you without saying anything

younghoon

you’ve both argued abt small things before but this time he exploded his anger for the first time and you flinched when he yelled at you

“no no no i’m sorry this wasn’t supposed to happen. i’m sorry i’m sorry.”

he quickly walked to you and hugged you while being wrapped around in his arms. he doesn’t say anything but you felt his tears on your shoulder

hyunjae

he had a bad day at work and you asked him for a favor but he starts cursing and yelling aggressively, coming towards you

you’re in a state of sudden shock and fear and you didn’t even notice that you unintentionally flinched

hyunjae’s eyes start softening and he sighed, going to his room. you slightly open the door and see him crying in the corner. you both hug each other and talked it out

juyeon

you were arguing abt smt stupid and he progressively increased his voice without realizing it

it wasn’t very noticeable but you flinched your eyes and scrunched up your shoulders but juyeon noticed it

“hey hey wait i’m sorry, are you okay? ah~ i didn’t even realize i was being so aggressive i’m sorry…”

kevin

kevin would get mad a lot but this time it was genuine. “are you kidding me right now? do you think i’m joking? seriously?”

he kept cutting off your words and his facial expressions got worse and his yells shook the walls

you fall down and start sobbing. he suddenly changed and instantly regret what he did, he starts to cry with you. “sorry i’m so sorry are you okay?”

chanhee

he starts blaming you for forgetting to remind him of something important

you start panicking and feeling bad for chanhee and when he yelled at you, you instantly squint your teary blurry eyes

he stops everything and just stares at you, you could tell he was still angry but he locked hands. “i’m sorry for being too aggressive but make sure this doesn’t happen again, okay?”

changmin

he’s gotten mad like this before but the look in his eyes tells you this was something different, his eyes sharpened and he threw a book on the floor out of anger

you’re speechless and have no words until changmin came closer towards you and you backed away from him

his eyes softened and he rubbed his eyes, he looked sad so you gave him a hug instead and he started crying when you hugged

juhaknyeon

he threw everything that got in his way, a pillow slammed onto the ground, he aggressively threw the remote onto the couch and you started worrying

he comes toward you silently and stares at you. you take one step back and he looks confused. you both lock eyes for a straight ten seconds

he sighs but then hugs you in his arms. “let’s talk about this later, let’s just not worry about anything right now”

sunwoo

he was angry at himself for making a mistake on stage. and he felt even worse bc he noticed you cleaned the house after he made an entire mess the other day

hes been silent ever since he came home. but he quickly ran towards you to ask you to go eat outside with him but you flinch a little

he looks shocked and you start laughing and telling him you were just kidding. “hey~~ that wasn’t funny at all”

eric

opposite to sunwoo, you had an argument about how eric had to keep cleaning your mess everyday around the house and you both kept going on and on about your argument

he starts getting yelling and getting frustrated, he looked intimidating. your heart starts beating really hard due to your guilt and sorry for him. he just death stares at you silently

when he walked towards you, your eyes flinch and he noticed this. he got even more angry but felt like you needed comfort. he sighed “okay but youre going to have clean up after yourself”

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More dad Kylian x wife reader where he has twin daughters and his just outnumber by girls In the family, and also them maybe visiting the rest of the Mbappe’s

.𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dad!kylian mbappe x reader

.𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Kylian is a girl dad

.𝑪𝑾: Fluff

.𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: Heyy my loves, first imagine of 2023 happy new year, I have many requests in my inbox trust me I saw all of the requests, I’ll try to work on them asap as soon as I can also bcs some requests are very specific and I need time to think a lot on what I’m going to write I’m not trying to rush, anyways hope you enjoy this

It was a busy day at the Mbappe household, I mean everyday it’s a busy day specially when you have 3 girls

When y/n and Kylian were pregnant for the first time everyone thought it’d be a boy, specially since for the Mbappe every first born is a boy, but this time it was different, but they were still very happy, Kylian was very excited to be a ‘dad girl’

When their first daughter ‘Kelila Mbappe’ was born, it was obvious that she was a daddy’s girl. Every time he would leave for games she would cry all the time and have trouble sleeping until she heard his voice

Sometimes you would be jealous, your daughter was stealing your husband from you, but you let it slide because you loved them both

Then your second and third daughters came along ‘Kaori’ and ‘Kalina’ like their older sister, they were also really close to their dad, and just like him they loved football

“Kyky are they ready” you asked him while walking up the stairs with your older daughter who was ready to go to her grandparents house, they were going to a family reunion

“Yea I’m just helping Kaori find her bracelet” replied back your husband peaking from Kaori’s room

“Alright, is Kalina awake now” your younger daughter who was 1 year old had slept the whole morning after she kept you two awake for the whole night

“Yes she’s here with us she’s all ready” she was wearing a maroon outfit, meanwhile your two eldest were basically matching too, me and Kylian also decided to match with out princesses

I went into Kaori’s room to find my two daughters playing in the bed while my husband was still looking for the bracelet. “Kaori do you really need to wear the bracelet, I could just lend you one of mine” my oldest daughter said, she really wanted to leave but her sister really didn’t want to go without her bracelet

My daughter sight and said “no need it’s okay daddy we can find it another day” she said in a little voice “I want to see Isaiah and Lana I miss them” she said getting up from her bed, I’d say my daughter is mature for a 4yo but sometimes she really liked to act like a baby mostly because she would sometimes get jealous of her baby sister

“Okay we really have to go now, your mom is calling me” I told Kylian while leaving my daughter’s room going downstairs and opening the front door, my husband came downstairs with our two daughters being carried by him “ok i will put Kalina in her chair, Kaori and Kelina please enter the car”

“Oui maman(yes mom)” they both answered as they entered the car

Soon my husband found himself behind the wheel after putting everything in the back

We started out journey to the Mbappé household, we were listening to Tayc,(my favourite French singer😩) Kylian placed his hand on my thigh, while humming to another one of his songs while occasionally looking at me with a smile

Just reminds me how much I love him and how much we’ve been through together

Me and Kyky met a long time, we both lived in Bondy in the same neighbour, our parents were friends and for as long as I remember, I’ve always been in love with him

I would always go to his parent’s house and vice versa my parents loved him and according to him his parents loved me too

We started dating when we were 15 and got married soon at the age of 19, best decision we could ever make, everything that happened after that is history leading to where we are now

I’ll always be proud of him, I’ve always been his biggest supporter along side with his parents and siblings, I knew he would make it, even tho we had complications after he left for Monaco, we still made it work, I’d always have time to go and watch his matches and show him my support

“Mon amour” I heard him say to me, I looked up and he asked “are you okay?”

“Oui yea I’m good just thinking, can’t wait to see your family I mean our family” I said back smiling at him and he smiled back taking my hand in his and kissing the back of it

Skip to when you arrive

So we arrived at their house, and our two eldest went running to the doorstep to ring the bell, as soon as Fayza opened the door the two little girls jumped on her and started pampering her in kisses then went inside while Fayza waited for us by the door

“Salute maman” I said to Fayza as I walked up to her, she smiled and hugged me

“Salute ma fille, you look so beautiful, how have you been, has my son been treating you and the girls right” she asked as she broke the hug but continued holding your hand

“As always maman vous n'avez pas besoin de vous inquiéter(you don’t need to worry), we have been okay the girls have been well behaved so has Kyky” you both giggled as Kylian approached you both

“Arrête de se moquer de moi(stop making fun of me)” he said as he went and gave his mom a kiss and handed her Kalina “how are you maman” he asked as he hugged me from behind

“You know I’ve been good just missed you guys, come on Jires and Melissa are already inside with the kids” she said as we all entered the house

We went inside and this was definitely a family reunion, I saw my two daughters already playing with Isayah and Lena in the backyard which was very well decorated

Me and Kylian greeted everyone then we went our separate ways, I went to talk to Melissa and Fayza while he went to talk to his father and older brother, Ethan was busy playing fifa but he did come now and then to talk for a big and play with the kids

Then it was time to eat and we all went to the table, I was sitting next to Kyky with Kalina on my lap since she needed help to eat, the adults were talking about everything when the topic of kids came up

“So Kyks and y/n when are you finally having a little boy for Isayah to play with” Wilfred asked us then everyone turned to us

“Well we’ll have to wait another 3 months to figure that out” Kylian said while holding my hand and looking at me smiling

“Omg congratulations” everyone started cheering and asking questions when was I due how long we had know about it and everything like that, the kids knew about it they’re just good at keep secrets

After we all settled down we started eating and making small talk it was nice

Then me and Kylian went back outside to have some alone time while the kids were inside with their cousin

I sat on his lap as he hugged my waist, we were just looking at the stars

“Are you happy” I asked him out of the blue, I don’t think he heard me because he looked at me confused so I repeated “are you happy with you life rn”

“Of course I am mon amour” he replied and kissed my temple, I smiled and looked at him “I am very happy that I have you and our kids our three beautiful girls”

“That look exactly like you” I said and we both laughed “your genes are very strong”

“Yes they are, I hope this next one looks like you tho” he said and I got shy so I hid in his neck, he laughed and made me look at him

“I always wanted my baby to have your eyes, thank you for putting up with me, for encouraging and believing in me in times that even I didn’t believe in, and thank you for giving me our family our beautiful family I couldn’t have been more grateful, I couldn’t have asked for a better wife” he said all this while making eye contact with me

I was a crying mess atp but it was the hormones I swear

We both hugged and then we kissed, I love my husband, have I ever told you that

“Thank you for loving me and our children, we couldn’t have asked for a better dad” I said and kissed him again “I hope we have a boy this time, I also need a momma’s boy” I smiled and he smiled back

After that we continued talking about our future and the future baby

Skip to a few months later, specifically 7 months later

y/n.mbappe

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y/n.mbappe Bienvenue dans le monde Kyson Mbappé (welcome to the world)

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Authors notes: so hey again guys, literally spent the whole day writing this, would’ve posted earlier but I accidentally deleted everything so I had to rewrite😭 I hope this is okay for the person that requested hope this is what you were expecting

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