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obsessedwithceleste · 2 months

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Til It’s Gone

Theodore Nott x reader

Based on this cute lil request 🤗

Summary: It seemed like they’d always been there. An ever-growing thorn in Theodore’s side. He really didn’t realize what he’d had until it was gone. (Happy ending I swear)

word count: 3.2k

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Theo let out a heavy sigh as he slumped into his seat, ignoring the cheery smile on your face as you turned to face him.

“Hi Theodore!” You chirped brightly, gaze landing on the tall brunette boy coming to sit next to you.

Salazar, here we go, Theo thought bitterly.

“Theo.”

“Right. Theo. How was your day?” You continued on, seemingly oblivious to his indifference as you scribbled mindlessly on your parchment.

Theodore wasn’t stupid. Quite the opposite in fact. He knew you liked him. That much you’d made rather obvious. Especially as of late. If saving him a seat everyday in this miserable class didn’t make it clear to everyone that you had a certain affection for the boy, then the notes dropped in his bag, or kisses blown from across the Great Hall certainly did.

The only reason Theo even accepted sitting next to you was because the seat was positioned perfectly to be just outside of Professor Binns’ field of vision, saving him the work of pretending to care about whatever topic the professor was rattling on about.

“I don’t see why you even put up with it all,” Mattheo often said. “Just reject them and move on with it.”

“Or at least stop sitting with them. You’re only encouraging them,” Enzo would add.

Yet, here he was, still sat lazily in the seat next to you. Theo didn’t particularly care that you fancied him to be quite honest. He’d gotten used to the same pattern of stoically ignoring your chatter, copying your carefully organized notes, and leaving. So long as you weren’t too annoying, he didn’t see the harm in sticking around. Besides it’s not like you weren’t easy on the eyes. And he supposed there was something to be said about the confidence with which you acted that set you apart from the general hoard of girls harboring similar feelings.

“Theo?”

Your voice snapped him out of his thoughts as he glances at you out of the corner of his eye.

“Fine.” He replied tersely before turning once more to stare blankly ahead.

He’d changed his mind. Absolutely not. This was horrible. At this point, Theo wasn’t even sure if you actually liked him, or were only claiming you did as an excuse to see how much you could embarrass him.

“Mate, this is getting to be Weaselette levels of weird,” Draco said as their group stared in horror at the third year who had approached them warily in the halls with a poem to read aloud in hand.

Theo visibly shuddered, remembering the awful valentine the youngest Weasley had sent Saint Potter a few years prior.

“Save everyone the embarrassment and walk away now, kid,” Draco told the boy. “Go on. Scram.”

The third year didn’t need to be told twice and quickly darted off, away from the group of Slytherin boys.

“It isn’t even 8am mate. Where does that girl get the time to do all this?” Enzo grumbles as they made their way into the Great Hall for breakfast.

Theo simply ignores his friend’s comments, something he was getting used to doing, as they all sat down at their usual table.

They’d all seemed to have an opinion on you as soon as it became apparent that you had developed a crush on him, and Theo had just about had enough of his friend’s seemingly endless comments regarding his not so secret admirer.

The familiar small parcel tied neatly with a white ribbon that sat waiting for Theodore in his usual spot didn’t go unnoticed, starting the whole thing up again.

“For Salazar’s sake Theo, do you not find it creepy?” Draco asks, eyeing the package.

Theo rolled his eyes at his dramatic friend.

“I don’t care. You all seem to be more interested in y/n’s little stunts than I am, and I’m the one they’re intended for. They’re harmless. Just leave it and they’ll probably get bored eventually.”

“Yeah, or they’ll just keep it up thinking you’re playing all hard to get or what not,” Mattheo snorts.

Theo just glares at his friend, stabbing a sausage with his fork. Just behind Matt’s head, seated at a table with your own friends, Theo sees you blow a kiss his way, winking cheekily.

“Aw, they growing on you? Who would’ve thought dark and broody would be into golden girl herself,” Mattheo teases, earning him a sharp kick from under the table.

“Morning Theodore,” you greet, as the brooding boy once again took his seat beside you, this time in potions.

“It’s Theo.”

“That’s what I said.”

You hear the boy let out a small snort and you smile to yourself. That was one of the biggest reactions you’d been able to get out of the boy.

Your friends often wondered why you so insistently pursued the grumpy Slytherin boy, despite his general apathy towards you, and honestly, it was as simple as the fact that you enjoyed the challenge.

It was like your own little game of cat and mouse. Constantly finding little ways to make the boy smile, even if he didn’t realize it was you. And the rush of excitement you got anytime you were able to elicit any sort of reaction from the boy was like a drug that kept you coming back for more.

You’d found that the best way to elicit such reactions was by staging little acts of public affection whether it be a kiss sent his way or an origami note perched on his desk. Each time, you could see the heat rise softly in the boy’s cheeks as he tried desperately to keep it at bay, sometimes even fighting back a small smile.

Today you had come to class a bit early in order to set up both you and Theo’s potion stations before the brown haired Slytherin arrived, taking extra care to gather enough ingredients for each of your potions. You weren’t even sure he realized that you were doing all this for him, but watching his satisfied smile as he brewed away made it worth it.

That was another thing you had grown to appreciate about the boy. While his friends were all rather light-minded and rowdy, his wit and level-headedness balanced out the group. Theo was smart, and didn't feel the need to make a point about it, flying under the radar of many of your classmates when it came to who had the best marks. Sure it was fun to tease the boy, but you also had a certain admiration for him that went deeper then the nonserious way you often conducted yourself around him.

The rest of the class passed in a sort of agreed upon silence as you worked on your potions. Of course you’d like to talk to Theo a bit, but you’d found he’d preferred the silence, usually not uttering more than a few words to you per class. It was something you could work on eventually you supposed.

“See you later Theodore,” you said brightly once you had finished gathering up your things. Joining your group of friends, you toss one last wave over your shoulder at the boy, smiling to yourself. He hadn’t bothered to correct you for once.

The last thing Theo expected while roaming the dusty shelves of the library was to hear his own name being whispered from deeper within the maze of books he was searching through. The library was where he went to escape his friend’s incessant gossip about the rest of the school’s population, yet he was interested in what was being said about him. He didn’t often venture outside his usual group of Slytherins, so he didn’t know exactly what he expected to hear.

Following the loud whispers, Theo stopped, looming in the shadows once he was able to make out the dark figures of students huddled in one of the many rows of books.

“Sure Theo might be one of the most attractive boys in our year, but his head is so far up his own arse, it’s a wonder he can see straight.” A voice practically snarled as its owner leaned lazily against one of the shelves.

Theo felt himself immediately tense. Is that what they thought now? His fists clenched as he refrained from crashing through the shelves to give these snots a piece of his mind.

“Honestly, being an arrogant prick isn’t something to be proud of. He’s just like every other Slytherin who makes being a pure blood their only personality trait.” Another voice adds.

“Oh fuck off you two.”

Theo’s ears perk up, surprised to hear your voice join the chatter.

“Please, like you’re one to talk y/n. You’re practically blinded by desperation. Theo Nott is an utter prat and he treats you like shit. Have some bloody self respect.”

“I’m not desperate, you git. And Theodore isn’t an arrogant prick. There’s nothing wrong with having a little bit of pride. It’s not like you see him going around bragging about how amazing he is. If you’re going to talk about arrogant pricks, talk about Cormac. Or Draco even.”

“Whatever. That still doesn’t excuse his behavior towards you. I don’t understand why you insist on embarrassing yourself when he clearly has no interest in you. But he’s too much of a coward to say anything.”

“Oh for the love of- Theodore doesn’t owe anyone anything. Me included. I do the things I do because I can and I want to, and quite frankly it isn’t anyone else’s business but my own. So why don’t you two get your heads out of your own arses and stop worrying about me, and stop worrying about Theodore.”

With that, Theo listened as your footsteps slowly got quieter as you stomped away, your words ringing in his head.

Theo had never been in love before. But in that moment, he was beginning to see the appeal. Fuck that was hot as hell.

For Theo, it all spiraled down from there as he finally began to see you. Really see you. And not just as some girl who had a silly crush on him.

It started with the notes. He hadn’t noticed before, but it wasn’t just him that you’d slip a note to in the hallway. After one particularly difficult transfiguration exam, Theo watched as you dropped a note with a chocolate candy attached into the bags of your friends.

Another day, he arrived to potions early to find you carefully setting up his station as he hovered in the doorway. After class, he didn’t rush out like he normally would and instead watched as you quietly slipped an extra copy of your notes to a student he knew struggled with the class.

And while you weren’t exactly blowing kisses to all of your friends across the Great Hall, Theo began to notice the way you didn’t hesitate to throw your arms around your friends, hugging them tightly when you got excited. Or grasping onto a hand as you wandered through Hogsmeade, arms swinging in carefree bliss.

It was about a month after Theo had begun his silent observations that he began to feel it. The slow pull away as your presence began to fade from his life. He almost didn’t notice at first. It had been about a week since he’d last found a note in his bag, or parcel waiting for him on his seat. You still smiled brightly at him if your eyes met from across the Great Hall, but now that he thought about it, Theo couldn’t remember the last time you’d blown a kiss his way.

It all came to a head the day Theo walked into History of Magic to see one of your friends sitting next to you in his usual seat, chattering away.

“Nice mate, they finally get the message?” Mattheo asks with a grin, elbowing him in the ribs.

Theo remained silent as he followed his friend to a seat in the back, eyes not leaving the spot where he should be sitting.

It continued on like this for what Theo thought was eternity. Salazar he missed you. Weeks passed filled with sleepless nights where he would stare at the ceiling contemplating where he had gone wrong. At the very beginning really, he thought dryly, remembering his initial feelings of agitation and annoyance. He wished he could go back and give himself a good smack upside the head.

The day Theo passed you in the hall and you didn’t even spare him a passing glance was the day Theo finally broke.

“Lorenzo.” He said, slamming the door of their dormitory open, startling his roommate.

“Theodore?”

Theo glares at the use of the name.

“You’re the romantic type. How do I do it?” Theo asked as he stomped his way over to his bed.

With a bemused look, Enzo swings around to look at his roommate, wondering if one of the ghosts had somehow possessed him.

“You want to know. How to do romance?” Enzo asks slowly, not fully believing he’d heard his friend correctly. Theo was probably one of the most emotionally detached people he’d ever met.

“Yes. Y/n. I want to make it up to her.”

"I thought we didn't like her?" Enzo said, growing more concerned for his friend's mental state by the minute.

"We didn't. But now we do, and I want to make things right."

Enzo blinked. Oh this was not going to be easy.

As you sat in the court yard with a group of your friends, textbooks in hand as you attempted to study for the charms test the next day, your eyes flickered momentarily as a sea of green wandered by. Quickly you look away before your eyes could meet Theo’s and you try to turn your attention back to your friend’s idle chatter.

It had been what? A month since you’d stopped actively seeking out the boy’s attention. Maybe more. And you missed him. His sarcastic smiles and pretty eyes that seemed to be fixed in a permanent glare.

But you were also tired. Mostly tired of the snarky comments. “Have some self respect.” “So desperate.” The voices of your classmates echoed in your head, and eventually you began to draw back. You knew he’d noticed. You’d seen his eyebrows furrow in confusion that day you’d let your friend sit beside you in class. A pang of guilt washing over you. But it’s not like he showed any signs of wanting things to go back to the way they were. So you simply stayed away. Maybe that’s what he’d wanted all along.

Your thoughts followed you as you eventually made your way back to your dormitory, wanting nothing more than to wrap yourself up in a warm blanket and disappear. As you approach your bed however, you make out something that definitely wasn’t there when you’d left that morning. A gorgeous bouquet of little white flowers wrapped in thick brown paper, tied off with a silky emerald green ribbon. Stamped on the corner of one of the brown folds, the letters TN shown at you in gold curls.

“Oh those are beautiful!” Your roommate gasps when she sees the flowers. “Lily of the valley! Those can symbolize renewal ya know. Usually they’re given as like, an apology of sorts, or if someone wants to start over.” She tells you. Ever the herbology buff. “Who are they from?”

A smile grows on your lips as her words sink in and you press the flowers close to your chest.

“Just a special friend,” you reply.

After all the months of Theo's coldness towards you, you'd never quite allowed yourself to truly believe the boy would ever return your affection, but maybe things were beginning to look up.

Over the course of the next several days, you begin to notice little things that had Theodore’s name written all over them.

After the charms exam the following day, you find a note of encouragement written in Theo’s familiar scrawl dropped in your bag along with a bag of your favorite toffees. How he’d managed to get it there without you noticing was beyond you.

There were little things too. Your stations in herbology and astronomy were always set up and waiting for you when you walked into class. The book on ancient runes that you’d been searching for showed up on your bedside table. (You weren’t sure how he was doing that either, but you weren’t about to question it.) And there always seemed to be a comfortable smirk on Theodore’s face whenever your eyes wandered over to where he sat with his friends, eyes seemingly boring into you.

Now, you sat quietly in your own little nook of the library, quill in hand as you scribbled away at your ancient runes essay, the book Theo left you being quite helpful.

You were happy he'd found his way back into your life, happier still that he was actually making a point to be included in your life.

“You don’t mind do you?” A voice asks, startling you and causing ink to splatter against the parchment.

With shocked eyes, you look up to see Theodore standing next your table as if your thoughts had summoned him there. He sets his books down, frowning at your now ruined paper.

With a flick of his wand, the mess is gone.

“Sorry bout that,” he mutters, sitting down across from you.

You blink, not entirely convinced you’re not hallucinating.

“You know, I remember you being much more talkative,” he says, a sly smirk reaching across his face as you realize you’ve yet to say anything to the boy.

“I remember you being significantly less talkative,” you blurt out before quickly covering your mouth with your hand in horror.

To your relief, the boy in front of you lets out a low laugh.

"Fair enough. See you've been liking the book," he says, gesturing towards the open text.

"Oh yeah, I've been meaning to say something, thank you."

"Don't worry bout it. I never said thank you for all the things you did. Probably should've." He replies, looking down as he pulls out his own quill and parchment. "I am sorry by the way."

"For?" You ask, head tilting to the side in curiosity.

"Everything. Or for doing nothing is probably more accurate," he says, flipping open his text book.

You can tell that he's nervous as he fidgets with the corners of the book's pages, and you desperately want to ease the tension between the two of you.

A moment of silence passes between the two of you as you debate whether or not to say anything more, or go back to your essay. Finally, you look up at the boy that you had been chasing after for all these months, and remind yourself that he had actually been the one to go through all the trouble of seeking you out tonight.

Gathering your courage, you open your mouth to speak. "Theodore?"

"Yes, Bella?" he replies, eyes carefully following the lines of next.

"Would you like to join me in Hogsmeade this weekend?"

His eyes snap up at this, and you see the familiar hint of red make it's way into his cheeks once more.

"Only if I can have my seat back in History of Magic." The boy replies.

"I think I can have that arranged."

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cl6udias · 2 months

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AINT NOBODY’S BUSINESS

summary : charlie bushnell and reader have a secret relationship that isnt so secret anymore…

warnings: fluff !! use of y/n bad writing (sorry yall im trying) social media au !! slut shaming, not proof read, this is really short !! if i missed any just let me know💗

therealbambi: beach day !! its nice have a relaxing day after so much stress😔

comments:

iamcharliebushnell: HEY!! wheres my photo creds ? i worked hard to get these amazing pics

therealbambi: photo creds: this weirdo

diorgoodjohn: you hung out with CHARLIE?!? instead of me?!? this is criminal

therealbambi: he forced me i swear

iamcharliebushnell: i did not!! you asked me to come with you

therealbambi: liar.

iamcharliebushnell: your the liar sorry babe.

user7: BABE?!??

leahsavajeffries: these photos are so cute!!

therealbambi: thank you leah!!

user10: charlie and y/ns banter is so cute STOP

user1: FOR REALLL ALSO HIM CALLING HER BABE?!?

diorgoodjohn: hung out with my fav girls last night ‼️‼️

comments:

therealbambi: last night was so much we need to hang out moreee

diorgoodjohn: WE DOOO !!

leahsavajeffries: the food last night was actually to die for🙏🙏

therealbambi: i told yall i know good restaurants 🤗

y/nupdates: y/ns been hanging out with the pjo cast alot maybe her in season 2?!?!

therealbambi: maybe who knows🤷🏽‍♀️

y/nupdates: STOP WHAT?!?

@iamcharliebushnell: why wasnt i invited to this little get together😞

diorgoodjohn: since when you a girl?

user4: NOT CHARLIE TRYING TO JOIN THEM LMAOO

user5: how much you wanna bet he wanted to hang out with y/n

*liked by dior and charlie*

user5: BOTH DIOR AND CHARLIE LIKED MY COMMENT IM TAKING THAT AS A YES

iamcharliebusnell: i definitely only wanted to hang out with bambi

user5: I FEEL SO LUCKY RN STOPP

user2: Y/N AND CHARLIE STANS RN ARE GOING CRAZY RN OVER THIS (its me im y/n and charlie stans)

walkerscobell: real

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mtv: spoted singer and actress y/n making out with a mystery man outside her house in LA last night👀

comments:

y/nfan1: STOP WHOS TAKING AWAY MY WIFE FROM ME WTF

y/nupdates: realest thing ever said

user11: that kinda looks like charlie ngl🧐

charliebushnellupdates: STOP YOUR RIGHT AND THEY HAVE BEEN HANGING OUT ALOT

user1989: if it is i think ill actually die imagine the album she would write about him STOPP

haterngl: she doesn’t deserve Charlie shes gonna break up with him in a week and write a break up album about “how horrible he was”

user0: fr ngl shes kinda a slut i mean how many boyfriends has she had

user89: if your jealous just say that boo😘

pjofan13: STOPPP I MEAN Y/N HAS BEEN HINTING ABOUT A BOYFRIEND AND HER AND CHARLIE HAVE BEEN HANGING OUT ALOT RECENTLY OMG

therealbambi: y’all are fucking detectives or something i mean damn

y/nismywife: IS THIS HER CONFIRMING HER AND CHARLIE?

user07: Y/N WHAT?!? WDYM

user13: WHAT DOES SHE MEAN BY THIS ARE HER AND CHARLIE DATING WHAT😔

authors note: sorry if this is bad 😔 im new to writing and stuff !! anyways part 2 will be posted soon !! i just ran out of photo room bc i made this on my phone💗

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cheapshrimpysheep · 9 months

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Hurt/Comfort Rook Request: MC has a horrible nightmare, the kind that stays with you for weeks. Within the dream Rook catches them in one of his traps and ends them with brutal efficiency. They wake up in a sweat feeling adrenaline in their veins... It was a dream. The shock of their boyfriends actions settled like a hard weight.

In the following days MC does their best to hide from him, ideally being accompanied by a stronger classmate. When he catches their eye a gleam of terror shines.

COMMENTS: Hmm... I like the nightmare idea. But a nightmare so horrible that you only feel safe if you're away from the person you supposedly like and accompanied by someone strong? That sounds too much like an abusive relationship to me. 😥

So I smoothed things over. 🤗 The nightmare isn't that horrible, just a manifestation of the reader's insecurities regarding the relationship with Rook. There's no terror, just insecurities with a person who seems to adore everyone and everything.

CHARACTERS: Rook Hunt x gn Reader

TAGS: GN Reader, Hurt to Comfort

WORD COUNT: 750 words

You and Rook have become extremely close. But whenever any suggestion of the two of you officially starting dating came up, you dodged it.

One night you had a dream, a nightmare actually, that would make you think for a while. You don't remember all the details, but you remember the important ones.

You were in the woods with Rook. Playing tag. You remember feeling happy as you ran and hid from him. Having fun messing with him. Until suddenly an arrow hits your chest. Your heart, perhaps? And after that you couldn't find Rook anywhere. You were all alone in the woods with a pain in your chest from the arrow and bleeding. You remember feeling that after he got you, he didn't care about you anymore. Since the hunt was over.

You realize this is how you feel. Seeing that he likes so many things and so many people. Would you really be as special as he said? Or maybe that was really how he felt, but just for now. When the hunt is over and he knows he already has your heart...

You spend a few days away from Rook. Until someone knocks on Ramshackle Dorm's door, you open it and see him outside.

“Bonjour, mon cher Trickster.” he was smiling, happy to see you. “Would you allow me to enter, please?” he was carrying his quiver and bow, probably coming straight from training to meet you. “I noticed that you are a little distant. And I haven't seen your smile for so long, not even when you're with your friends. I am unable to rest knowing that something may be troubling your beautiful heart.”

You let him in. You need to talk to him. Grim was taking a nap in your bedroom.

You sit on the sofas in the common room and he is remarkably calm and patient as you prepare to tell him about your nightmare. “Would you like me to make you some tea to calm you, mon cher?” he gets up without waiting for your answer “Don't worry, I will do it anyway. You rest, please. I'm here for you. Do not forget it.” He takes your hand and kisses the back of it. Winks at you and walks to the kitchen.

He comes back with your favourite tea, exactly the way you like it best and accompanied by what you most like to eat with your tea. You start having tea and he talks a little about some news from Pomefiore to try to relax you a little. Even making you laugh about vil having caught Epel speaking in his dialect again.

When you feel ready, you take a deep breath and tell him about your nightmare and how you interpreted it, about your insecurity about Rook's true feelings and about him getting fed up with you one day. He listens to you with the utmost attention without daring to interrupt you even once.

When you are done he sets his tea on the table and gently takes your tea from your hands to release them too. Holding them right after and kneeling in front of you. Looking you in the eyes.

“Mon cher. Mon amour. The mere thought of you getting hurt because of me gnaws at my chest. The simple fact of not seeing your smile for a second strangles my heart. Please do not doubt my words as I will always expose and express my true feelings with the most genuine of them. To the point that not even all of them are enough to describe how I feel about you. Please know that they will all be true.”

“It's true that winning your heart is an exciting hunt.” he continues “But keeping you with me will be like caring for the rarest, most fragile, most wonderful flower in the whole Twisted Wonderland. A job that should never be neglected even for a day and as exciting as a hunt knowing that a false step and one of your beautiful petals could wither. And that thought now haunts me too.” You see his eyes glisten with possible tears

“And if it rests you even more, I'll leave it here stated that if I ever hurt you...” he takes one of his hands to his back, removing an arrow from the quiver he carried with him. He gave you the arrow and had you hold it with the point resting on his chest, slightly to the left, over his heart. “You must hurt me twice as much.”

If you dropped in here out of the blue and want to read more from me, you can find it in my pinned post: INDEX

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harrysmimi · 6 months

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Love Story (Insta Promt)

Synopsis: One where Harry and YN find that they complete one another (Oneshot coming soon...)

Ps. User: penguinflaps is YN's Instagram in the promot

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penguinflaps Had so much fun working with harrystyles all those three days. Harry, thank you so much for having me be a part of such an amazing project! 🥺❤️

Ps. I am not in the picture because I took it 🤧

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penguinflaps Stree. Out now. In theatre near and far away from you. Watch out because, she is Stree, oh she can do anything!

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harrystyles One Year💍❤️

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harrysfan4 I am not surprised but I am surprised at the same time. I can't 😭 he kept it a secret from all of us!

YNsfan2 that was so mean you kept it a secret from us Harry! DO IT AGAIN!

YNsfan3 seriously, so happy you guys chose to keep it a secret! Love that for you two!❤️🥺

YNandHarry so the rumours of them getting married in the back yard of her family home were true 😭 I can't!

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HSnews someone hacked into YN's iCloud and found pictures of her baby bump. She is allegedly pregnant.

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Harrysfan4 can y'all not post those pictures around, I am sure these two want to keep to themselves.

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YNfan0 you guys need to STOP posting those photos, let these people have some privacy. Be happy for them if not just keep your hate to yourself!

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YNfan0 Y'ALL SHUT UP! MY MOTHER IS A MOTHER NOW! 😭

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Harrysfan1 SOMEONE FINALLY GAVE HIS MAN A BABY! FINALLY!

Harrysfan2 y'all don't understand I love this family so bad!

Harryfan3 god! Baby Styles is gonna rule this fucking world when he grows up, y'all aren't ready for it!

Randomuser I don't get their hype tbh. So desparate, had to pull on a stunt to launch their baby already, so sad. 🙄

YNfan2 Randomuser it is actually sad that they have to ASK for privacy, it's because of someone leaked the news of them expecting a baby. So shut up and mind your own business, okay? 🙂

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i love your lilbro!nagi fics sm!!♡ and the nagi's older sis!reader having a enemies to lovers with itoshi sae would be just🤗🤭😋😙😚☺️☺️ it makes me twirl my hair and giggle like a highschool girl in love so🤐🤐🤐🤐 maybe a small fic, if it is not a bother? have good day feel free to ignore xx

YOU'RE THE WORST.

pairing: itoshi sae x fem!reader

warning: manga spoilers, cussing, reader is nagi's older sister ( i love you guys for doing these hehe ), reader is also a pro athlete. timeline where the blue lock project already ended (multiple timeline also), 3 years older than sae. mentioned other chars. english is not my first language...

note: idk what the hell is this plot. idk much about sports (im srs, im not a sport person. i throw balls that didn't even reach the person im targeting) i love sae he's sec fave to me (chigiri is on top), i personally don't see nagi having a relationship with someone. i liked the idea of him having a siblings and you guys really loved my older sister nagi reader 🤭 (i like it too). happy 200 followers!!!

your first meet with itoshi sae was when he went to picked a striker for the u-20 vs blue lock match. you were one of the people that helped with the blue lock project, despite your precious little brother being there. you didn't revealed to your brother that you were one of the people. you were always behind the scenes. what you meant is, you were one of the people for the wild card. itoshi sae locked eyes with you for a moment but the male completely ignored your existence.

you were a bit offended but that's that, too think he would choose that shidou guy. literally what's in that goddamn mind of that midfielder. "[name], i never expected for your brother to developed quickly." you glanced at anri, crossing your arms. "looks like he found his dream." with a gentle smile, you looked at the screen that displayed your brother.

something that i could never had. a dream.

on the day of the match, you didn't even tried to hide your identity. despite being a famous athlete with many rewards received. oh, what a luck — you coincidentally met itoshi sae while on the way to the blue lock locker's room. "we have met before, right?" monotone voice. he had always have that type of voice. to think he still remembered you from that time when you two were still a child. it was only one time though, when you guys met as kids.

"yeah."

"nii-chan, the ice cream im looking for isn't here..."

"are you looking for this?" child you met itoshi sae and his younger brother at a convenience store. the teal eyes of the younger brother looked at you and the ice cream back to back, feeling awkward by it, you just gave the ice cream to the younger brother. you saw how his eyes lit up and for some reason it warmth your heart seeing the younger boy happy — maybe because it reminded you of your own little brother...

"you should thank her, rin."

"it's okay. i don't mind."

"thank you, nee-chan!"

ah. how cute. you definitely won't forget these two siblings that you coincidentally met. one had a clean hairstyle while the other have a messy and horrible hairstyles (you know who you are). what an interesting pair. you waved to them goodbye and after that you never met them again.

"i never thought you will remembered me after all these years."

"i was just guessing."

bullshit

"if you'll excuse me, i have somewhere to go.."

sae suddenly tug on the sleeve of your blouse and he looked at you with an unreadable expression. "you're coming to watch for who?" why is he asking you this? it's not like you guys were close or anything. tbh, ppl who tug or touch you and not to mention if they're a stranger, you will definitely get annoyed by them. "i came for blue lock... itoshi." he let go off your sleeve after he hears the irritated voice you have even though you were smiling. itoshi sae weren't really stupid in this kinds of stuff.

you waved him goodbye just like last time...

seeing your precious little brother you rush up to him and hug him. nagi wasn't expecting a hug to come so basically the two of you fell, with nagi being the pillow. "ouch." nagi groaned, the blue lock players didn't expect someone to come (other than anri and ego) and suddenly hugged nagi. wait a minute.

the person who just hugged nagi seishiro seems familiar...

"isn't that [stage name]? the famous female badminton player." hiori spoke up among them.

wait what.

a shocked gasps could be heard around the room, some are uninterested and some are flabbergasted how nagi could know someone so famous. reo watched the scene and didn't expected this either, he also didn't know that you would come to the match since he didn't even contact you (nagi also didn't).

the female was patting nagi's head also! some were jealous of nagi because a famous and a beautiful woman is doing that to him. just what are their relationship?

"sei, do your best on the match, okay? nee-san will be watching you."

WHAT. [stage name] is nagi's older sister. jaw dropped, mouth open.

"bye bye!"

just as you got out of the room, everyone looked at nagi. nagi being nagi, he made a confused face with his signature :x face. reo took the honor of explaining that, yes; indeed you were nagi's sibling. the fact that you having a siblings wasn't mentioned at all on the internet and suddenly you were revealed as nagi's older sister to them was shocking enough. no one knew of this information, i mean even your name isn't your real name.

in another country...

the blue lock project ended, you have nothing to do with it now. your little brother become a pro soccer player and the fact of you being his older sister went viral on every platform — 'the number one female badminton player in the world is nagi seishiro's older sister!? how long have she kept this from us?" you scrolled the comments on twitter about the post and had a laugh with it since some of the replies were just ridiculous.

'holy shit what... my bae [stage name] have a little brother?!? how could i have not known this.'

'is this a family full off prodigy? they should show us their parents too!' that's probably never gonna happen, you thought.

'ZOO WEE MAMA, BOTH OF THEM ARE FABULOUS JUST LIKE THE ITOSHI BROTHERS!!!' oh? interesting. being compared to those two brothers.

'[stage name] future's partner are gonna be so lucky...' your future partner, you don't think that you could find one tbh. maybe if you quit being this exhausting pro athlete, you would find one.

ding!

who?

huh.

itoshi sae?

ah, no.

it's an interview request and the other people that you would work with is itoshi sae...

you immediately accepted it, the reason for it was simple. you were bored and maybe having itoshi sae, the man who is very rude to interviewer and working with him on this interview might be interesting. you just wanted to find some fun in your life.

everything was ready for the interview, your clothes, makeup, mic on and everything. they said that you and itoshi sae will be answering questions with a lie detector on. it was a good idea. you want to see the face on itoshi sae change, even in the slightest, you would be happy with it. you greeted the staff with a smile while itoshi sae is beside you being quiet.

"let's get this over with." sae murmured with a slight annoyance voice. averting your gave from him, you look at the set-up for the interview. a seat across from each other with a table in the middle — on the table, there's the device called the lie detector (made from the mikage corporation, this is the real deal). you two sat across from each other with hands already set in the lie detector.

"ready? action!"

let's just escape the greetings and move to the questions...

"itoshi sae, what's your first impression of [stage name]. you two may have met, right? on the u-20 japan soccer team vs blue lock!"

"i didn't really talk to her but one thing about her is fake smile."

"why is that?"

"just a feeling."

this guy... is really only good at soccer. he really can't make something up, huh? was my smile really fake that time? blunt much. i can't show my annoyance to it, i just have to act like i always do.

the lie detector make a sound of approvement — indicating he was telling the truth. you just hoped that after this interview it wouldn't go wrong on the internet. you hated how he knows that you're faking it, you have always been good at lying, everything. without the presence of your parents, you became independent on you own and the aunties around your neighborhood always have something to say about your parents or your little brother. you hated it. you hated how they gave backhanded compliments to you — saying that you are a good girl and maybe you should become their daughters instead of your parent.

"[name], you should stop trying too hard. get some rest."

"will they come?"

"[name]..."

i just wanted my parent attention, that's all. i mean, i have been dedicating my life on nagi. i just want some attention — i don't want attention from my friends but my parent. that's all i ask for, maybe if they did give me attention one day. maybe i can quit being the 'prodigy'. im tired, i don't find anything fun anymore. i have lost that feeling ever since i started doing sports.

"[stage name], what about you? what's your first impression of itoshi sae."

"he's really blunt, straightforward, very serious. personality like him would never find a girlfriend."

"what."

itoshi sae finally talked to you. you could definitely feel the annoyance radiating off him after you said that. the staff sweats at the both of you and yet you still kept a smile on even after saying that. you could go cancelled for this or be praised — it looks like the lie detector didn't sense a lie from you and make a ding sound. he frowned at you and you averted your eyes from him, looking around the room.

"this is a question for you both. if you were to live in a fantasy world with monsters. will you guys worked with eachother."

"no."

the fact that the both of you replied at the same time. twitter gonna have so much fun with this interview when it comes out... and luckily the two of you didn't get that electric shock. you sigh at the awkward silence after that and wished this interview will end.

"do you like soccer, [stage name]? considering your little brother is also a soccer player like itoshi sae."

"just to not get shock by the lie detector... i don't really liked soccer. i don't mind it but i probably have some memories with it that i don't want to remembered."

ding!

'no shock...' sae thought, he was actually glad that you didn't say anything bad about soccer. you and him already have a problem with each other tho.

time flies fast and finally the interview ended. you stretched your arms as it were a little sore. you prepared yourself to leave the building but you wanted to do one last thing before you go. "itoshi, it was nice working with you." sae felt like that was backhanded. your voice didn't sound convincing enough that he was a pleasant to work with at all. it was sarcastic even.

"i don't want to work with you again."

"you'll be seeing me a lot more."

why are you ain't even bothered with sae. even when he said that. "btw, you should probably reconcile with your brother. it won't do you any good." you added before leaving him alone. reconcile with rin? how is sae gonna do that, if he doesn't even have any communication skills (the two brothers suck at socializing but sae is still better at that). anything that comes out of your mouth is just nonsense (in denial).

what the hell.

how did sae meet you again, at his practice too? you waved at him when you two locked eyes and he glared at you for your friendliness towards him. he was too focused on his thoughts that he didn't even noticed you are already beside him. sae's leg was stepping on the soccer ball, you looked at it and stole it from him (using your legs ofc). sae was startled from the sudden feeling of the ball's absence and he saw you running away with the ball.

sae wanted to open his mouth and said something but went against it. he chased after you to get the ball back from you. luckily, there was no one there to witness the two of you — it will become an embarrassing moments for you and him. "you probably have only played soccer once?" sae did managed to catch up with you and you stuck out your tongue at him — you dribbled past him. "you're going easy on me, right? well, don't do it. go all out."

that definitely lit a spark inside sae. you? a badminton player challenging him? he maybe is underestimating you, but that didn't mattered at this point. he will show you, how good he is. while you were basically fighting for the ball, you two were exchanging remarks and sae was glad you could handle his cruel remarks.

it felt like rivalry at this point. you two weren't even in the same sports...

"stop disappointing me, itoshi."

"shut your damn mouth."

"my parents will cry if they heard that from you."

you were definitely a genius — he won't denied it anymore, you managed to score two goals against him. you said that you only watched clips. "yk itoshi, maybe if we're friends.. i will tell you my secrets." it felt like you were mocking him. it felt like the time he was in spain, the feeling when he was..

'he's not saying anything.' you looked at him and stopped your movements. he also stopped — he is definitely giving you a death stare now. is he gonna devour you? probably not.

"we should stop."

"no."

sae is definitely closer to you now — despite having a tall figure for a woman, sae was still taller than you and he was practically kinda trying to assert dominance (in your perspective). this is his weakness, and you found it.

"atleast, i don't sleep 5 hours a day."

ah, he was only going to say that.

"are you stalking me? i didn't know the itoshi sae is a stalker!"

"im not."

in the end, he's still not good enough. he knew he lose to you and you were still smiling like a crazy person to him. he feels a nudged and saw a water bottle up his face, you gave it to him. you didn't say anything to him and just quietly sipped your water bottle without even looking at him. sae was a different story, he keep on side glances to his side — which is you. you had an unreadable expression, your eyes weren't shining, it never was, even when you were playing soccer with him minutes ago. you were smiling but your eyes isn't.

is he the first one to noticed this side of you?

things happened between you two. some people thought you were rival. some people shipped you two, which is funny. some people just found you two as a funny duo. the social medias actually went crazy when the interview video came out. not expecting a duo like you two to came up. they also thought that itoshi sae would actually rejected the offer since you know...

they had a blast with it.

'LMAOOOO, [stage name] IS SO BRAVE FOR SAYING THAT SAE IS RUDE.'

'sae was side eyeing [stage name], fr.'

'me personally wouldn't let that slide if someone said that im faking a smile.'

'say thank you to this show for letting us see this unexpected duo!!'

'PLSPLSPLS I WANT TO SEE THE NAGI'S SIBLINGS NEXT ON THIS SHOW. IT WOULD BE SO FUN!'

'have you guys ever thought what's [stage name] real name is? i mean we know that her surname is nagi, then what's her first name?'

replies:

'if she doesn't want to reveal it, it's her choice.'

'who cares.'

'lmao, she already stated that her name is a secret she doesn't want to reveal.'

your relationship with sae developed more over the years. you could probably see some edits of them at tik tok from time to time as a duo they said. his cold remarks make you wanna slap him but you would get cancel for that. you had some photoshoot with him. surprisingly he was ACTUALLY a pleasant to work with. you pity the interviewer who had to face his cold behavior in the past — but you still slightly dislike itoshi sae.

eating a pavlova at a cute cafe that you find aesthetically pleasing to the eyes while you were taking a walk. you were just scrolling on your phone, texting your little brother if he's doing good there. tbh, you missed taking care of nagi. even if your childhood was basically forced to be taken away from you the moment nagi was born. itoshi sae and his brother had a strained relationship based on your observations, you wouldn't know much about it since both of them are private of their life and doesn't revealed it to the public (just the same as you). you could see it that sae still cared for his brother since rin would do anything to avoid him but sae is making a slight effort at talking to him.

they would never reconcile at this point. it's pointless if they're sitting around without taking action — but fortunately you're not one to get involved into family matters.

oh how lucky it is that this party is called the 'blue lock reunion' — is your secret of being involved with the blue lock project gonna be revealed? only one good thing is that you get to see your brother. "you actually did come, [stage name]." anri was the first one to greet you and you greeted back to her. she said that ego is also in the party well technically she forced him too. you had some things to catch up with her and soon enough you leave the conversation and just basically roam around the party. you looked at your surroundings on how the former blue lock players were so happy. they admitted that they actually missed ego and anri. "nee-san? what are you doing here." i guess it's time for you to come clean...

"ahaha... i was one of the staff.."

"what."

"yeah."

"you were in japan all along when i was in blue lock?"

you hummed and didn't say anything yet until you were pulled into a hug by you own brother. you felt like crying because this is the first time nagi actually hugged you since it was always you giving the affection. maybe, nagi was homesick... you patted his back and laugh it off. why is your little brother taller than you so much?

"thank you, nee-san. for taking care of me all these years."

why is he thanking you? it was your responsibility to take care of him — but, it's nice to see nagi matured now.

"sei, you've matured."

this was such a scene to cry on for nagi's friend. the hug only lasted for 5 minutes (nagi wanted more minutes but you said you were tired of tip toeing to him). the fact that nagi was talking alot, only to you tho. like he was basically telling you everything that happened to catch up with you. in a corner, there was basically someone who was staring at you two, probably thinking if that could be him and his brother one day. like the old days. basically you were looking at nagi in a loving manner, like a mother does.

at this point, your social battery went out. you feel like the party has gone for too long. it was exhausting you. a matter of fact, you just wanna lay in bed right now but that didn't work as there was a familiar face walking towards you. you guess it, it's itoshi rin. the younger brother of itoshi sae. if you mentioned sae right now, rin might just turned away from you or looked at you with disgust because you said that man's name.

"[stage name], are you dating him?"

"eh?"

you felt like your soul was coming out of body. visibly shocked that rin would ask you that. you thought he was just gonna say something and immediately left after that. is he thinking that his brother is dating you?

"im not dating anyone though..." you stated and rin looked at you suspiciously.

"good."

basically that was the first interaction you had with itoshi rin. both of them are really similar in personalities. itoshi sae would kill you if he heard that. you decided that you are gonna leave the party so you searched for anri to informed her, you were going to left but she was nowhere to be found so you only told your brother and left. you wanted to have some time alone. you rode your motorcycle in the middle of the night like you used to do when you were in highschool. your usual stop is a beach and god decided to give you a surprise.

itoshi sae was at the beach gazing at the sea. you doubt that he didn't heard the motorcycle sounds, he's probably here for the same reason as you. the light from the moon shone against the sea wave creating a beautiful scenery for you and him. he didn't looked back to see the person who decided to disturb his peace at the beach.

"didn't know you could ride a motorcycle, [stage name]." ah, he knew it was you and yet he still didn't bothered to look at you. his voice was slightly off from the tone of voice you used to hear from him.

"everyone have their own melancholy time. right, itoshi?"

you always came here to gathered your thoughts when you were in highschool.

"you're the worst for not giving me an alone time."

"don't be like that, itoshi. i have always come to this place when i was a teenager."

"then share this place with me. bring me with you whenever you want to go to this place."

"is this your way of saying 'i love you' to me?"

"hmph."

he's not denying it. is he being serious? this is the first time someone confesses to you like this. it was always with the straightforward i like you and those typical cheesy lines that you could see in a romance drama. for the first time, sae turned his back from you.

"you're not smiling."

"do you want me to smile all the time?"

"i don't care if you're not smiling but... i want you to smile with your eyes once."

you slightly widen your eyes at what sae said. did he saw your expression just now? what's with this guy always understanding you. he reminds you of someone, someone you left long ago. your lips turned into a thin line before you spoke again.

"sure, i will bring you to this place whenever i want too."

the winds from the beach make your silky hair to be swayed from it. you looked beautiful to him. is this the end of your rivalry with him? yup, definitely. the start of a new relationship with you. maybe you will smile with your eyes for him now.

"itoshi, have you played with the water here?"

"sae."

"you want me to call you that?"

"yeah."

"didn't know you like older woman."

"and i didn't know you like a younger man from you."

"pfft."

a few weeks after you guys became lover, you guys relationship was publicly announced by an acc that keep track of what's happening in the soccer community. some people did believed it untill the two of you released a statement. you two qrt the post.

'yes, i am dating the world famous badminton female player. stop saying it's fake news under the post.'

'yeah, i am dating the itoshi sae. lol.'

the relationship between you two shocked the world and especially the former blue lock players. your brother cannot believe it but he also release a tweet. the fans thought that this was a funny moments now they are only waiting for the other itoshi to release a tweet too to captured this moment.

'lmao, i also didn't know my sister was dating someone.'

replies:

'WHAT THE HELL.. EVEN NAGI DIDN'T KNOW HAHAHHAHA.'

'now i wanna know what does the other one thinks.'

'that's crazy bro...'

'we need update about their relationship and how it happened.'

"meow."

your pet cat was purring at your lap. the cat already ate, and it was probably feeling playful. your cat was a british shorthair breed. what's the cat name? lokhi. loki but with a h. you just wanted the cat to fit choki, you brother's cactus. it you who gifted it to him. you found it funny how now you're dating itoshi sae. you've never dated anyone in your life neither have you liked someone too. do you love sae? yes. he was one of the people that understand you and you have no doubt that sae haven't dated someone either. so you two basically were a rookie at dating but things worked out!

you two have a tight schedule and fortunately after the big revealed you two are dating, alot of shows are begging for you two to come to do the interview but you didn't wanted that. you only took the photoshoot offer with sae. you especially liked the time when you two photoshoot for dior. it was the little moments that you loved.

intentionally brushing your hands at sae's hand and he looked at you, confused — you're just making an innocent face at him. it's funny really how you two are still trending on twitter. people are still freaking out by this and you kinda felt bad for rin when the day you got together with sae was the day rin asked is the two of you dating. you just hoped that whenever sae get back to japan to visit his parent, rin wouldn't say anything.

two years in the relationship and you smiled with your eyes for the first time on the 1st anniversary. you were happy that sae stayed with you, giving you the attention. the unconditional love you never had from your parents. he knew you loved cinnamoroll, so he gave you a bouquet of it. your parents knew of you two relationship. sae's parent response was positive but for your parent... i mean they were traveling around the world, who cares about their opinion.

you never thought that he would be your first love and lover. you hope that he was the groom to your bride. oh, not to mentioned you met his parent formally and his brother too.. ofc. you managed to make rin like you and reconcile their strained relationship and yet you still see them not talking to each other from time to time. you doted on rin because it feels like you were taking care of nagi. sae didn't said anything about doting on his little brother, he appreciates it since it feels like the first time the brothers met you.

you liked ice cream. they do too.

sae become more affectionate with you now since it was always you gotta peck him on the lips. you definitely want to marry this guy and he want to marry you too.

note: done. this thing is more than 1k, im sure of it. WAJJH IM FINALLY FREEEE.. i don't really think this is enemy to lover so I'm really sorry for this like umm weird shit idk lah... have fun.

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Anime only watchers and people who aren't caught up with the Manga, BEWARE... Cuz I'm about to discuss Spy X Family Mission 91... You have been warned...! 👌

[SPOILERS AHEAD FROM THIS POINT ON]

This chapter was very interesting and quite informative...!! 😲

And though I was not too feeling well this morning (and I still feel a little unwell now), I still wanna discuss today's chapter...! So let's talk about it, shall we? 😊

This chapter begins with Anya heading off to school and Yor going to an event that her city hall job is helping with... And before they head off, they greet the Authens...! 😊

And I just love that Anya calls Sigmund and Barbara "Grandpa Siggy and Granny Barb"...! 😆 It's both so adorable and continues their new found relationship from the previous chapter!! 🤗

And this might be a little off topic, but I've noticed that we haven't really seen Twilight go to work since the mole arc... 😲 I mean, it could just be that we aren't seeing him go to work, but this also makes me wonder if WISE actually gave him a break for once! 😅

Anyway, back to chapter...!! 😁

At the event, we see Yor's coworkers, Dominic (who we haven't seen since Mission 24 I believe, which was FOREVER AGO 😵) and even McMahon...!! 😁 The event is a charity event to help disabled veterans and the Lady Patriots Society is gonna be there... Hearing that, Yor remembers that Melinda is apart of that group:

Yor tells her coworkers that she's met Melinda and is even her friend, but they believe her and Dominic even suggests that she might not even show up. Then...:

We see that Millie has an issue with being here... But then, these ladies from the Lady Patriots Society started to butt in, even saying things like this:

This saddens me because I know that there are people that are like this in real life that belittle others because "they had it worse"... Though not everyone has suffered through the horrors of war, it doesn't mean that what they've been through is less painful...

After that, Millie shares her thoughts...:

...And those women start to berate her...:

But my girl Yor steps in to defend Millie...!:

Then one those horrible women were going to attack them, but Melinda steps in to stop her...!

Yor's coworkers see that Yor was telling the truth about her and Melinda being friends, but Millie gets upset by this... In Millie's eyes, since Melinda is the wife of Donovan Desmond, the man who started the war, then Yor is not a good person for being associated with her... But, McMahon refutes Millie's claims about Donovan...:

This is a very interesting development... 🤔 If memory serves me right, we've never truly gotten confirmation about how started the war, but we knew that Donovan was involved with it... I feel like there's something else going on here, but my brain is really jumbled up today from being sick to really think on about this development for to much...! 😩

Melinda then adds this:

Millie then apologizes to Melinda, and decides to stay and help out the event... Lastly, Millie thanks Yor for helping her out today and makes me hope that they'll become true friends in the future...!! 💗

And that was Mission 91, it made love Millie as a character more than before and even Melinda a little as well...!! 😄 This chapter was quite the serious one, so not that many funny moments time around, but that's what I love about this series...!! 🤗 Endo always seems to maintain a fantastic balance of serious and comedic moments in my opinion, that's why I feel that Spy X Family is unlike any other...!! 💗

I really wanted this review come out sooner, but I woke up feeling horrible... I know I don't have to release something about the new chapter on the day it comes out, but I have a bad habit of procrastinating projects, and these reviews are my way push out of that habit, by making myself write a review before it gets too late it the day...! I typically get mad at myself for missing the deadline that I set for myself, but since the next chapter comes out on Christmas Eve, I might postpone my review until Tuesday the 26th because Christmas is my favorite holiday, but we'll see...! 😉

Sorry for rambling about my personal stuff, but I'll see you all tomorrow when I talk about the anime because I should probably lay back down and try to feel better!! 😷 So until the next Mission, take care, be safe out there and be kind to one another...!! BYE!! 👋

#spy x family #sxf #spyxfamily #spy x family spoilers #spy x family manga #sxf manga #spyxfamily manga #Mission 91 #yor forger #melinda desmond #sxf millie #sxf camila #sxf sharon #sxf domimic #matthew mcmahon #This chapter singlehandedly made me like Millie as character...!#I just love all the layers that Endo gives his characters...!! 😊#A lot of interest info this time around... 🤔#manga spoilers

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cumulo-stratus · 3 months

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hii!! luv ur layout sm! also I have a little request >_< !

do you think you could do a Spencer x Male!Reader fic where Reader is having a rough week, just super overwhelmed and eventually he just has a meltdown over something small that everyone can tell that he isn't crying over that. and then Spencer feels horrible for not having noticed his boyfriend struggling and he immediately goes and comforts him and takes him home to relax. at home he just helps Reader calm down finally, making sure he okay and apologizing for not noticing the little signs earlier. maybe just have him holding Reader and kissing him (like all over his face and hands) until he falls asleep?

the melting down over nth efinitely hasnt happened to me btw 🤗.. but if it had i wouldve loved to be comforted like that + by Spencer

Mellifluous

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Male!reader

Summary: Mellifluous; Sweet-sounding; pleasing to the ear. Spencer's voice is Mellifluous

Warnings: descriptions of being overwhelmed/having a meltdown , reader yells at Spencer, use of y/n, not proof-read, boys kissing 🤩

A/N: thank you so much for the request lovie!! I had so much fun writing this especially since i have t written as much lately! mwah 🫶

wc: 1.2k

It was all wrong.

Emily wouldn't stop clicking her pen, somehow Rossi was managing to breathe loud enough you could hear, and Derek wouldn't stop trying to chat up some trainee. Although to most people these seemed like regular, not at all bothersome noises, and most of the time they were- today it was going to drive you mad. So there you sat in your office chair, paralyzed, but somehow incredibly fidgety at the same time. And no one seemed to notice, mostly because they were wrapped up in their own excited conversations about the upcoming weekend.

“Hey y/n would you mind double checking this consultation I'm doing?” Spencer's tone was perfectly friendly, as well as his general demeanor. Although in his hurriedness to finish his work for the day—he had planned a surprise date for you—he hadn’t noticed your unusual state. Usually the master profiler/boyfriend would have noticed these things, but it was for a good reason.

“Oh my god Spencer- can you just shut up for once?!?!” you raised your voice at spencer and tears stung your cheeks when you were done speaking. Spencer was immediately taken aback at your tone, you never raised your voice at spencer, ever. For the split second after you spoke, everyone, including yourself, was stunned silent and still. You took the opportunity to dash out the doors of the BAU and down the stairs, still rubbing tears off your cheeks.

Back in the bullpen, everyone was still silent until Spencer broke it by saying “ something’s wrong, tell hotch i'm going to check on him-” Spencer didn't seem angry, more like concerned, it was his boyfriend after all. Spencer did give anyone the chance to respond before he had grabbed your things and his, knowing he probably wouldn’t be back to the office. He could finish his paper work tomorrow, Spencer thought to himself as he rushed down the many stairs down to the first floor of Quintico. His only focus in that moment was you, and making sure you were alright.

When he arrived in the large parking garage under Quantico he found what he was expecting, you and your car gone. Since you had carpooled in together Spencer was left to walk the 15 minutes back to your shared apartment.

The walk back was brisk, in all senses of the word. Spencer was eager to his boyfriend, make sure he was okay. His fingers twitched as gripped the strap of his leather bag tighter.

The lights were off in your apartment when Spencer arrived, and in that moment Spencer was eternally grateful for the apartment key you had given him for emergencies.

“Y/n?”

Spencer's voice echoed solemnly into the quiet of the dark apartment. Even though it was only five pm, practically all the light had disappeared under the horizon.

No response came, Spencer wasn't expecting one. His calling of your name was more of an announcement of his arrival than an actual calling for you.

Spencer finally crept his way towards the living room and away from the entrance area, after dropping his messenger and shoes, knowing you didn't like shoes in your house, and you were often particular about these things.

The floorboards of the god knows how old apartment building creaked underneath his brightly socked feet as he approached the couch. Spencer knew he was going in the right direction when he heard small sniffles and stifled sobs coming from the couch.

Spencer's heart breaks right there at the sound of his boyfriend's cries. “Sweety?” Spencer speaks with a softness to tone as if he was speaking to a spooked animal.

As Spencer rounded the couch you came into view, you were sitting criss cross, your head bowed trying to calm your breathing. Your hands sat pressed against your ears, trying to block out the ringing. Spencer knew it was irrational, you couldn't stop the ringing with your hands- but you couldn’t think that far right now. It was one step at a time.

Spencer could see your whole body tilting back and forth slightly in a self soothing motion. “Can I hold your hand?” Spencer was always careful to ask permission, especially as someone who found physical touch to be unnerving himself sometimes too.

you nodded, and Spencer carefully pulled your palms away from your ears and into his hands. His skin was soft, but cold. You found it grounding. He started placing soft, feather light kisses all over your knuckles and fingers.

Even simply Spencer's presence had a calming effect, it often did. Although a few stray tears sometimes fell, or the occasional hiccup erupted, you felt a good bit better, and the grounding of his cold fingers in your burnings ones allowed you to focus on something, bring yourself back to the present and away from the sound of emily clicking her pen incessantly.

Spencer started trailing said featherlight kisses up your arms, scattering them here and there until he reached your shoulders. It isn't in any way sexually charged, like one would expect- it was an act of intimacy in the most comforting of ways. You allowed your eyes to flutter closed when spencer placed a chaste kiss on your lips.

“wanna talk about it?” Spencer always had an ability to read you, he had already figured out what was most likely the cause of your burst of anger. But talking always helped, Spencer always helped.

Something about his voice, his touch, his everything, had a calming effect on you. “No, I just want you” you said, voice barely above a whisper. But in the silence of the apartment it felt like a shout.

Spencer smiled softly at your request, nodding. He then rose from his kneeling position on the soft carpet, sitting on the couch next to you and pulling you into his arms. Spencer places little kisses on your face and lips ever so softly, kissing away the last of the stray tears.

you sat there in comfortable silence, Spencer's fingers gently carding through your hair, and your fingers idly fidgeting with the promise ring you gave him. Spencer still pressed the occasional gentle kiss to your forehead, still not saying anything.

The silence was comfortable for a while, until you felt Spencer start to shift slightly under you, preparing to get up off the couch. Spencer thought you couldn't tell, but in the tail ends of the breakdown still lingering in your mind, your senses were still hyper alert.

“Don’t go. I don't wanna be alone tonight..” your voice trailed off in embarrassment, not used to feeling unusually vulnerable like this. But Spencer was quick to reassure you, “don't worry honey, i'm just gonna bring you to bed. You're practically falling asleep right here,"Spencer chuckled toward the end of his sentence, causing you to let out a breath that could constitute a laugh as well.

you sighed, looking ruefully at where you'd previously nested yourself into Spencer's arms. When you arrive at the end of your trip to your bedroom, Spencer carefully releases you onto the bed. He almost immediately climbed in next to you, beginning to softly card through your hair with his slender fingers again.

“ i love you..”

spencer spoke into the darkness of the quiet apartment, hoping for your answer. But the only response spencer was given was the sound of soft snores falling from your lips as you unconsciously curled yourself farther into spencers embrace, leaving spencer to let the rythmic sound of your breaths, lulling him to sleep as well.

The End

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vesprynna · 7 months

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🌿Gorgon • Areca Palm🌿

Day 7-9 of my Drawtober project, Reverie in Green🌿 a loving tribute to monsterboyfriends and plants 🤗💖

Today we have a cute gorgon lad who is observing something - or someone - from his hiding spot. His inquisitive nature often lands him in trouble, but how can he stay away when the world is full of so much wonder?

I have a horrible sense of dad humor so ofc I gave him snake bite piercings. And poor eyesight. Maybe you'll be safe from his petrifying gaze that way? 😬 I did consider giving all his lil snakes glasses too but... I stayed my hand 🤣

#reverie in green🌿#medusa gorgon #gorgon #monster art #monster romance #monster lover #monsterboyfriend #terato art #terato #exophilia #fantasy art #vesprynna art #monster husband #naga

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old-poptart · 6 months

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Hello it’s been awhile! ^^ Can I request Yashiro, Kou, and Mitsuba(alive) with a rich s/o who just loves to spoil them to death. Like giving them with so many gift and take them out to random places that are expensive?

(Take your time and have a nice day💖)

a/n: HELLOOOOOO!! it has been a while! IM SO SORRY IM DOING REQUESTS THIS LATE I JUST NOW HAD MOTIVATION 😭😭😭 school is rotting me to tha core 🧟‍♀️ ANYWAYSS ONTO THE HEADCANONZ!

warnings: cute stuff :3

Yashiro 🐠, Kou 🍽️, and Mitsuba (alive) 📸 with their rich s/o:

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Yashiro 🐠:

"oh, you didn't have to!"

dawg this girl is HEAD OVER HEELS for typa stuff

like... you attractive, go romantic things like taking her out on dates n such, and spoil her?!? who are you bro cmon now

at first she was a lil hesitant n nervous to accept these luxuries from her s/o but she was soon accustomed to it 🤭

she finds it soooooo sweet and charming, it's a nice way to tell her you love her!

i can tell that she absolutely geeked out sm when you took her out on her first expensive, fancy date

scratch that, her actual real first date where she doesn't do all tha work 😭😭😭

(real tho)

she will try anything and everything to pay you back, even if she never truly will in her eyes

the fact you're so attentive to details too when doing your gift giving just baffles her and sends her right back to la la land

"i saw these earrings that matched your favorite brooch, they're not as big and fancy as the other ones i've given you but-"

"MARRY ME."

overall she thinks that your love language of gift giving is very sweet, but nothing can top your love for her awwwww

Kou 🍽️:

"for me?!"

oh it's a competition for this boy

we all know our young lil exorcist comes from money

he loves your gift giving! he saves every gift you give him, they remind him of you 🤗

he'll even save the receipts from expensive dates and pin em to a board or take pictures of them and save them in an album on his phone

he has to pay you back somehow!

kou is determined to make you feel just as spoiled and gifted as he is

he fights offers to pay for meals, gets you jewelry, buys you new makeup/hair products when he knows you ran out, overall homeboy is a sucker for getting you back unknowingly you're gonna get him back in a bigger and better way

bro is blushING whenever you take him out ona cute cheesy date

you'd def take a picture of him and he's in the most awkward, goofy agh pose but it's so cute ugh he's adorabul 😓😓😓😓

like HE LOOKS SO TENSE BUT HES SMILING SO NERVOUSLY N HIS FANGS RGAGAGAGAGH

mb got carried away but yes this boy is a ray of sunshine take him out more spoil him to death

Mitsuba 📸:

"of course you'd spoil a cute guy like me!"

i don't know much about alive! mitsuba, but i do have a grasp that he isn't as cocky and is actually kinder

of course i feel like he'd show his true colors when he gets more comfortable with you further down the relationship LAMAOOA

dawg is so flustered n genuinely cheesing when he accepts one of the many expensive gifts from you

"FOR MEEEE?!!!!"

as yall get more comfortable with each other, he starts getting more snarky with his comments and reactions 💀

like like liekeoiek

"these hair clips are cute, but they'll never be as cute as me! obviously you'd wanna see me wear these so you can photograph me and save it for later!"

deep down he really admires the thought and effort you put into these gifts n spoiling him

blud was so nervous on his first fancy date LAMOOOO

he did NOT know what to do, bro couldn't even pronounce the dishes on the menu 😭😭😭

help him sound them out please

he'll try to make an attempt to give you back but horribly fails, at least he'll always have pictures of you at those dates to save

HOPE YOU ENJOY!

-ooga :D

#tbhk x reader #mitsuba sousuke #kou x reader #yashiro x reader #what the flippp #sorry this took so long LMAOAOA #:3

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turtle-babe83 · 1 year

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Okay so I have a request & I can’t get it out of my head. Please don’t feel pressured & I completely understand that you are busy!!

A feisty woman is walking home at night and hears something/ or is attacked or whatever & then meets Raphael who she threatens to tase him in the balls as it’s her fight or flight response and it’s just a hilarious, flirtatious interaction. Could be NSFW/or SFW 🤗

I just love your writing and figured I’d shoot my shot lol ❤️

I am so honored to get a request from you!!! I have some ideas for this so…

*rubs hands together gleefully*

(Also, if you decide to maybe draw something to go with it, it would be kinda cool 👉🏼👈🏼👀🫣)

Threaten Me with a Good Time

Raph x Female y/n

(written in third person, not my usual!)

Warning: Language and NSFW content implied

Bored. As. Hell.

Geez, he’d even take some of Mikey’s dumbassery over this boring stakeout bullshit.

Raphael flipped his sais in his hands thoughtlessly as he sat on a rooftop watching an alley that was getting quite the reputation for muggings. The only reason he was assigned here was because he pissed off the Fearless Leader yet again. He grunted distastefully at the thought of his elder brother’s triumphant smirk when their father sided with him.

“Teacher’s pet,” he muttered, looking around for something he could stab a sai into.

The sound of heels clicking on the pavement below caught his attention and he glanced over the edge to see a woman cutting through the alley. Nice legs, he thought. She wore a pencil skirt and it highlighted the curve of her ass and made her calves pop. Must have just got off work. He admired her until the shadows swallowed her form and then he went back to commiserating over his plight. A shout came from the direction she had disappeared and he instantly went into action.

Just as Raphael’s feet thudded on the ground below, he heard a crackling sound and then a high pitched squeal. He entered the alley at a run but came to a dead stop at the sight before him. A scrawny guy with a toboggan over his head that covered his face was standing stock still and the horrible noise was coming from him. Suddenly, he went silent and his body fell forward to the ground. The woman from before was standing behind him with a taser in her hand. Well, that explained the crackling sound. The would be mugger lay stunned on the ground between them. As soon as she caught sight of the giant turtle, she aimed the taser towards him.

“Not another step, Franklin,” she bit out. “I tasted this fucker in the ass, I’ll go for your balls if you come any closer.”

Raph blinked. Franklin? Who was that?

She had a bite to her, and he did happen to like it spicy. Staying put, he took a moment to get a better look at her. Based on her stance, she must have had some self-defense courses. She was even prettier up close and her legs went on for days. He had to admit, he liked what he saw. Hands up in a placating gesture, he kept his eyes locked with hers.

Softly, he murmured, “Look, I ain’t da bad guy here, lady. I came ta help. It’s what I do.”

“Yeah, well, I protect myself against the dumbasses who think I’m just some poor, defenseless woman. It’s what I do.”

Her tone was icy, but her eyes were starting to soften. Raph decided to push his luck a bit.

“My brothers an’ I, we protect the innocent. We even help da NYPD sometimes,” he told her, sliding a foot forward slowly. She tensed immediately and he heard a crackle coming from the taser. It didn’t have enough volts to do more than shock him slightly but it still didn’t feel great.

“So anyway, if ya wanna go for my balls, maybe drop da taser cause yer gonna need both hands to hold’em,” he went on.

The woman stared at him incredulously.

“I got big balls,” he shrugged.

She couldn’t help herself. A laugh burst out and she lowered the taser to her side.

“You-oh god-you really just said-“ she sputtered between fits of laughter.

As she wiped her eyes, he took advantage of the moment and silently moved closer until he was standing right in front of her. When she realized his proximity, she began to raise the taser towards him, but he disarmed her and stepped back within a split second. Her eyes narrowed dangerously.

“I’m Raphael,” he said, extending a hand for her to shake. “But you can call me Raph.”

She continued to glare at him for a minute longer, then begrudgingly took the offered hand.

“Y/n,” she replied. “Can I have my taser back now?”

“That depends. Ya gonna try to tase my big balls, y/n?”

She tried to stay serious, she really did, but a snicker made it’s way out and then he grinned at her with such a charming smile. Dammit. She sighed with a chuckle.

“Keep your hands to yourself and I won’t have any reason to tase you,” she retorted.

Raph held the taser out to her, “So, yer gonna do all the touching, is that it?”

When she realized what he was implying, her cheeks burned. She could admit to herself that he was attractive. She always did have a weakness for big muscles and soft smiles. She cleared her throat as she took the weapon from his huge hand.

“So, you work with the police? My brother is on the force,” she said to change the subject.

“That so?” he asked, eye ridges raised. “Why don’t I walk ya home and you can tell about him. Might know’im.”

She hesitated only briefly before nodding. Raph took a moment to tie up the groaning thug who was coming to, then he set him at the end of the alley and radioed in to Donnie that the NYPD had a pickup at that location. Then, he motioned for her to lead the way to her apartment building. Raph fell into step beside her as she talked about her big brother, the sergeant. When they reached her building, neither wanted to say goodbye. Finally, Raphael offered his number to her and told her she could call anytime she wanted an escort home from the office. She took it and bid him good night. As soon as she entered her building, she called her brother to verify everything the large mutant had said, and was happy to find out that he was being truthful.

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That had been several months back. Since then, Raph and y/n had become friends and grown closer. She thought the big brute might have stronger feelings for her, like she did for him, but he was so hard to pin down. She decided she was going to have to take matters into her own hands if she wanted things to progress.

She tidied her apartment, more to calm her nerves, because he didn’t care if it was a mess or not. After a long, hot shower, she took the time to pamper herself, applying her lotions and brushing out her shiny hair. She dabbed on some lip balm to soften her pout, then she dressed in a loose lounge set of short shorts and a tank top. Satisfied with the woman staring back at her in the mirror, she texted him and invited him over to watch the Knicks on her big screen tv and eat dinner. As soon as he confirmed that he would be there, she ordered the food. Then she sat at her dining table, nails tapping on the surface nervously as she thought about what she might say to him.

She had nearly talked herself out of her plan when she heard the sound of her window being jiggled open. Butterflies filled her belly as his big feet hit the floor. Now or never. She painted a bright smile on her face and went to greet her guest.

She noticed immediately that he looked nicer than usual. His shorts looked new and she was pretty sure that he had also freshly showered by the scent of body wash surrounding him. The biggest surprise was his lack of mask. It was extremely rare to see any of the brothers without it. Her heart fluttered at what it all might mean. When she finished looking him over, she glanced up to find him watching her intently. She flushed at being caught admiring him.

“Hi,” she offered, softly.

Raph’s mouth quirked up on one side and he returned with a, “Hi yerself.”

They stood there just staring at one another awkwardly for a solid minute when the doorbell rang.

“Oh! That must be the pizza and wings I ordered!” she exclaimed, grateful for the reprieve.

She rushed to the door and grabbed the food, tipping the delivery person before shutting the door with her hip. She turned around to find Raph right behind her. He had an unreadable expression as he took the boxes from her so she could lock the door. She licked her lips nervously, following him to the living room where he placed the food on her coffee table. She grabbed plates, napkins and some sodas for them and joined him on the couch. He already had the remote and was turning on the game. She made a plate and then sat back on the couch, tucking her legs under her, demurely. No more words had been spoken between them and she was beginning to regret and rethink everything. As the game progressed, he seemed to loosen up. The food was soon demolished and Raph began shouting at the tv and grousing over bad calls from the refs, while she pushed aside her bubbling insecurities and tried to join in. Finally, it was half-time.

Y/n gathered the dishes and empty food boxes and took them to the kitchen. Feeling let down and unsettled, she stacked the boxes by the trash can and put the dishes in the dishwasher. When she turned around, Raph was right behind her. She jumped, throwing a hand to her chest in surprise. Damn ninjas and their silent feet.

“I didn’t hear you come in here. Did you need something?” she asked, a little breathless.

His eyes slid over her entire frame and she had to suppress a shudder at the hunger she saw there. He took another step closer and leaned down so they were face to face. She sucked in a breath and held it.

“I do need somethin’ and I’m willing to bet that ya need it too,” he rumbled.

As he slipped one hand into her hair, and the other around her waist, she let out the breath she had been holding. Raphael slanted his lips over hers, pressing firmly and surely. Shocked but grateful, she slid her arms around his neck and went up on her tiptoes to kiss him back just as hard. His hands tightened on her, then she was hauled up against him and his hands went under her thighs to hold her up. His tongue pressed insistently against the seam of her lips and she opened them with a moan. That just seemed to egg him on more. He set her on the kitchen counter, holding her hips and grinding his impressive bulge into her clothed heat. She tore her mouth away and looked down at where he was rolling his hips.

“Holy shit, Raph! You got a bowling ball in your shorts?!”

The big brute threw his head back and laughed, “Yeah, I do. Is this lane open? I feel a split comin’ on.”

She smacked his plastron with a laugh of her own, “Well, you did say you had big balls on the night we met. I’ve been thinking about them ever since.”

Raph smirked, “That right? They been thinkin’ bout ya, too, babe.”

Her hands dropped to his waistband and her lashes lowered as she murmured, “Well, then. Aren’t you going to introduce us?”

She could see him swallowing hard at her words and then he picked her up and strode purposefully through her apartment towards her bedroom. She glanced at the tv as they passed through the living room.

“Hey, game’s back on,” she giggled, teasingly.

Raph smacked her ass, causing her to squeal, growling, “Good, the neighbors won’t question it when I make you scream.”

♥️

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lxvleycoralll · 8 months

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-The Games Can Wait-

❥ Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

(Fluff☁️)

❥ Summary: Peter has been gaming all day with Ned and and completely forgot you were spending the night at his place.

❥ Warnings: Uhhh idk probably just a bit of whining and some cute cuddling 🤗

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A/N: This is like my first ever y/n story thing and I haven’t posted my writings like anywhere in a long time so fr if (if anyone at all sees this post) you don’t like this just click off bc I don’t wanna deal with comments saying it’s bad when I already know💀😭 I PROMISE I TRIED SO HOLD BACK THE RUDE COMMENTS😞

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“Peter.”

“……”

“PETER.”

You stood by Peter’s desk chair as you tossed your sleepover bag somewhere across the room. How high up was his fucking headphones? Who knows. You got fed up and shook his chair and that definitely got a reaction out of him as he dropped his controller and gripped onto the handles of the seat.

He took his headphones off as you stopped shaking his chair and he took a deep breath and had a hand over his heart. “Y/N! You scared me half to death!” He said and you couldn’t help but giggle.

“Sorry sorry. Well, kind of. Did you forget I was sleeping over??” You said and tilted your head slightly with a smile and leaned down, kissing Peter on the cheek and going to sit on his bed. “I mean- I remembered…” He said as his voice trailed off. Liar.

“You sure?”

“Of course I’m sure”

Peter spoke and his voice went a bit higher. Indicating he was lying. It was a known fact by everyone by now. He was a horrible liar sometimes.

“You totally forgot!” You yelled and hurled a pillow at him but no thanks to his “Peter Tingle”, he caught it right before it hit his face. “Ok ok I’m sorry I’m sorry-! I forgot! I’ll admit!” He said and you sighed. “Let me guess, you’ve been playing that stupid game ALL. DAY. that you and Ned bought. Am I right or am I right?”

“….”

“Knew it” You said and let out a sigh.

He pleaded for just 10 more minutes and you reluctantly agreed. Only a minute or two passed and you were already bored.

Peter had his headset back on and was screaming into the mic at Ned. You roll your eyes with a small smile and get up from your boyfriends’ bed and snuck up behind his chair. He had his eyes glued to the computer, not noticing you were there once again.

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders from behind and it made him jump slightly and he went back to focusing.

“Peterrrrrr come onnnn! I wanna hang out with youuu!” You whined and put your head down, nuzzling your face into his neck. It made a light pink blush spread across Peter’s face but he chuckled slightly and shook his head.

“Babe, you said I could have 10 more minutes. It hasn’t even been 5. I think you’ll survive another What, 6 minutes, without me.” He said with a smile and heard a groan of annoyance from you.

“But I wanna hang out with you nowwwww…don’t tell me you love Ned and your game more than me now!” You said with a small frown.

Peter sighed and paused his game, putting his headset on the desk and he turned his head a bit to look at you. “Alright alright. If you're really this impatient then Alright.” Peter said and smiled as he turned off his computer and got up from the chair.

He scooped you up off your feet as he carried you to the bed and dropped you down on it. You laid down and looked up at him as he laid down and yanked you to him. He smiled and nuzzled his face in your neck and you awed

“You comfy?” You said with a small giggle as you saw Peter nod his head.

“See, the games can wait a bit. I personally find this more fun” You say and Peter smiled and rolled his eyes

“Yeah yeah..” He said and yanked a blanket up over the two of you as he was comfortable just holding you in his arms. This was definitely better than his game.

#spiderman #tom holland #tom holland spiderman #peter parker #peter parker x reader #black cat reader #fluff #marvel #mcu peter parker #mcu peter x reader #first fanfic

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rayrayvan · 1 year

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Be there

Pairing: Shuri x fem!reader

Angst and fluff

It was one of those days wherein Shuri question’s your relationship. But it isn’t about loyalty, it was about how long your patience is and how long will it finally break.

She sometimes forgets your birthday, your anniversary and just some dates you arrange. When she’ll be late, she’ll always receive a genuine smile and “It’s okay” from you. She still questions when you’ll eventually leave her, until one night, she finally questioned it.

You two were having dinner together, her sitting at the head, while you sat beside her. She kept lookup at you and so she finally asked you.

“Why haven’t you leave me?” She asked you bluntly “What?” You were baffled as to why she asked you this kind of question “Why haven’t you leave me?” She asked again, feeling a little agitated by having to repeat her question. She was getting a little impatient when all she heard from you was silence, excluding the noise when you set down your cutlery.

“Shuri why would question that?” You asked her “Well, I forget things. The important things like your birthday, our anniversary and dates that I promise that you also happen to arrange them for, Why haven’t you leave me yet? I’ve been nothing but a horrible wife to you, and yet you’re still here. Even when I pushed you away, and I often wonder when will your patience ran thin to the point it will finally snap. So why are you still here with me?” She finally finished the question and said it out loud, the question that’s pretty heavy on her heart. And when she looked at you , you smiled and told her “The vow, Shuri, the vows on our wedding day that I solemnly kept in my heart. Loving you is easy, being with you is easy and I learned that early in our relationship. Queen Ramonda told me to be patient and understand you , I followed that. Shuri, I love you and screw the things you think you forget about me, I don’t even care. You may forget the what you think are important to me but you forget that you notice the tiny things about me. Like when I’m on my period, I always love having ice cream so you tend to remember the staff to stash ice cream every month or in your routine, you would visit me in my office everyday. Shuri, I’m here because I love you and you love me too, that’s important.” You told her while holding her hand.

Shuri couldn’t help but be in your arms. She rushed to your side, she cried nonstop “I’m so sorry for questioning it my love, I never meant it” She said while still crying in your arms. You hugged her tight saying “don’t say sorry my love, thank you for sharing me what you’re truly feeling. I promise to stay by your side” You told her reassuringly.

After that evening, she would do her best to spend time with you. She will always be there for you when you needed her the most. Bast! She loves you so so much.

Note: Originally I wanted to name this fic with "Tightrope" like the song from The greatest showman, but I feel like this was much more fitting. Hope you enjoy it y'all 🤗🥰

#shuri x reader #princess shuri #queen shuri #shuri black panther #shuri udaku x reader #shuri x female reader #black panther wakanda forever #shuri imagine #letitia wright #mcu shuri

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shinsou-rii · 1 year

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PRESS PLAY - an 0T7 series

synopsis! an enhypen mini series in which shinsourii writes her faves as her faves or shinsourii writes enhypen as some of her favourite beabadoobee songs!

pairings! enhypen x reader (i’m p sure none of them have gender specified?)

genre! angst, fluff?, romance

warnings! each individual fic will have their warnings labelled at the start if there is any needed

authors note! hello welcome to my first mini series :) i have actually had this planned for a couple of months now,, but i got super busy and so never got round to posting it but now that it’s half term it’s the perfect time 🤗 these are all quite short fics i’m sorry and some are longer than the others (not intentionally),, but hope you enjoy pls reblog + leave feedback i’d rlly appreciate it!

HE GETS ME SO HIGH - lee heeseung

summary! it was hard being with heeseung, especially when no one was allowed to know about it. it was even harder to realise that really you didn’t mean as much to heeseung as you thought you did, and it was just embarrassing to know that he had you completely hooked with there being nothing you could do about it.

word count! 797

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DISAPPEAR - park jongseong

summary! you and jay were okay right? you still loved each other right? of course you did… except you didn’t, the jay you knew, he’s disappeared.

word count! 323

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TALK - sim jaeyun

summary! your favourite day of the week, with possibly your favourite boy?

word count! 368

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HOW WAS YOUR DAY? - park sunghoon

summary! it was nice to try and catch up with old friends, or well exes in your case. it’s not as nice to be constantly met with his voicemail every time…

word count! 388

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APPLE CIDER - kim sunoo

summary! you and sunoo definitely don’t like each other like that, it would be crazy right? that’s definitely not why you’re wearing the jumper he totally didn’t say looked good on you…

word count! 383

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DON'T GET THE DEAL - yang jungwon

summary! you were both still in this relationship for different reasons but it was clear that only one of you realised this…

word count! 289

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ANIMAl NOISES - nishimura riki

summary! you remember the mornings when you and niki would have fun together, mornings are horrible now. maybe they would be better with him back, but that’s wishful thinking isn’t it?

word count! 373

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taglist! (OPEN) @wanna-live-yn-life @hoonieeverse @belovedxiao

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I wish you a very unmerry christmas.

Eddie Munson x Reader

Warnings: shitty family, some curse words, brief mentions of alcohol consumption, established relationship, pet names, kinda gender neutral reader.

A/n: I just absolutely hate Christmas, so this is my attempt to do something for other Christmas hater.

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“Hey, Y/N! About Christmas … “

The crunching snow under his feet made his attempt to sneak up behind me unnoticed fail spectacularly. As soon as the word ‘Christmas’ left his lips, I rolled my eyes and pressed my lips into a thin line.

“Sorry Eddie, I have already plans for Christmas. It’s mom’s birthday, the whole family is there, you know…”

"Oh yeah, right. I completely forgot about that.” The disappointment was written all over his face when I used my mother's birthday, which I hated, as an excuse not to have to celebrate Christmas.

“Maybe you’ll have time to come to me afterwards. Wayne would like to invite you and meet you.”

“Yeah, maybe,” I starved him off with a fake smile. “I gotta go. See you, honey!" I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before running through the snow towards home. The sound that the fresh snow makes as you rush over it is about the only thing I really like about Christmas and winter.

Throughout my life, Christmas has always been filled with stress, arguments and the hideous charade of acting like a happy, functioning family. And that hasn't changed to this day.

For the next few days I tried to keep myself busy, whatever it was, to avoid Eddie. We've only been together for six months and it was our first Christmas as a couple, but I didn’t have the heart to tell him how much this day, this time of the year, was taking a toll on me mentally. Seeing his excited and joyful smile disappear from his lips would break my heart. Although he didn’t have a very good relationship with Christmas either, he still seemed to have the hope of celebrating a nice Christmas with Wayne and me after all these years. Without dispute. Without hate. Only love and security. And I didn't want to take this illusion away from him.

After history class, Jeff pulled me aside. “Since when is your mother’s birthday more important to you than Eddie?” He looked down at me with a frown, a hint of skepticism flashing in his eyes. Jeff was responsible for me meeting Eddie. Sometimes I'm not even sure if he intended to set us up together.

“It’s her birthday, that’s important.” Okay, even if I tried to sell this lie as sincerely and honestly as possible, I wouldn't have believed it either. And neither did Jeff, who knew me better than I would like.

“You hate your mother.” That was a fact. “Or do you want to break up with Eddie?” Something reproachful flashed over his face.

“Fuck, no. I won’t leave Eddie,” I reassured him. “But I hate Christmas even more than spending time with my mother,” I finally confessed and turned my gaze down to the dirty floor, which now only consisted of melted snow and grit from outside and therefore posed a huge slipping hazard.

"What? How can one hate Christmas?” His surprised look irritated me a little. Outside of my family, he was the only one who knew how disharmonious the mood at home was.

“How can one hate Christmas? I’ll tell you. I just hate everything about it. From that hypocritical 'I love everyone' attitude, to that damn snow, cold, the absolute terrible music and disgusting food. I would love to burn every one of those horribly decorated Christmas trees I see. And my family? They hate each other 24/7, 364 days a year, and on Christmas Day we all suddenly love each other incredibly much?” I snorted derisively and then continued my rant. “The stress of buying the right gift for everyone, it shouldn't be too expensive, otherwise the other person will have a bad conscience, but it also shouldn't be too simple and cheap, otherwise the other person might not feel valued enough. And don’t even get me started on this false joy over another pair of darn socks!”

“But you love socks,” Jeff interjected, earning a deadly glance from me.

“That’s irrelevant here, you know what I mean.”

“Y/N, I can imagine that in the past, Christmas didn’t bring up too fond memories for you. But don't you think you could give the celebration of love another chance? With the person you love?” Damn, he was right. Why did he always have to be right? I grumbled and ran my hands through my hair.

“I don’t want to disappoint him, not yet. He's so excited for Christmas and I don't want to ruin that for him. We haven’t known each other long enough and I don’t want to give him a reason to hate me so soon.”

“He won’t hate you.” Jeff's voice became quieter and gentler, his eyes tried to look into mine, but I returned my gaze to the wet floor. Yes, fear of abandonment is nothing nice, especially not when you have finally found the person with whom you are happy and with whom you can be who you are. Eddie loves me just the way I am. But I am still convinced that if I spoiled this Christmas, which he seems to be looking forward to like a little child, with my aversion, he would resent me and perhaps see me differently. And I don't want to jeopardize what we have, not because of such an unnecessary little thing. The bell saved me from this unpleasant interrogation and I was able to escape from my best friend.

Christmas and my mother's birthday were getting closer and closer, and with each passing day I began to isolate myself more and more. The last day of school before the holidays was pure torture. From all sides I had to listen to everyone around me telling me how perfectly all their families would spend their Christmas time, how happy everyone was to finally be able to sit together with the whole family again, drink eggnog, sing songs, bake and cook. And every time someone told me about it, I had to put on my mask, fake a happy smile, and make up lies so that I wouldn't spoil everyone else's anticipation with my unhappiness. I couldn't wait for the bell to ring one last time and send all the Hawkins High students off to their well-deserved Christmas. I gave Eddie a kiss goodbye, wished him and Wayne a merry Christmas and promised that we would see each other again in the next few days. And before he could say anything, I was already trudging through the snow towards home.

As I strolled through the cold and tried to delay my arrival home as much as possible, I was already making mental plans on how I could escape my family as often and as quickly as possible in the next few days to be alone.

My arrival was acknowledged by my family as always: silently and with the occasional eye roll. Without another word, I disappeared into my room and tried to somehow vent my anger. I leafed through my favorite book, but the pages seemed empty and without content, nothing that piqued my interest. Even when I tried to use my knitting yarn to somehow banish the emptiness inside me, I failed. With a deep sigh, I let the yarn and knitting needles disappear back into the basket from which I had taken them out just moments before. I stared blankly into a seemingly endless void, every now and then the voices of my neighbors playing in the snow outside my window caught my attention.

Time really passed at a snail's pace. When my sister called me to dinner, I crept downstairs and sank into the chair at the dining room table.

“How was school?” my mother tried to feign interest in me and my life after a few minutes of awkward silence.

“Good,” I mumbled after swallowing the dry, tasteless mush that was supposed to be meatloaf. “Everything’s fine.” She just nodded appreciatively and then went back to eating. As soon as I had satisfied my stomach's growling for food, I brought my dishes into the kitchen and quickly disappeared back to my room.

I tried again to pass the time with Dracula, read a few pages, and scribbled small sketches in the margins with a pencil.

After just a few pages my eyelids became heavy and I found it increasingly difficult to follow van Helsing's explanations. So I put the book aside again, slipped into my pajamas and wrapped myself in my blanket. Sleep soon overcame me, literally saving me from the yawning emptiness within me and the absence of my thoughts.

Actually I should be happy, I haven't slept so much in a long time. It seemed as if my body wanted to make up for what it had missed.

In the morning, Bobby Helms' voice coming from downstairs woke me up. ‘Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock’

Grumbling, I rolled over onto my stomach and buried my head in my pillow to shield my ears from the noise. Unsuccessful.

After just a few moments, my little brother banged on my door, just in case the music at an uncomfortable volume from downstairs hadn't already woken me up.

I responded with a loud “YES!” to stop him from punching a hole in my door. He clattered down the stairs. Much quieter - and also slower - I followed him a little later, after putting on the most hideous Christmas sweater and a pair of jeans. Staring at the steps below me with intense concentration so as not to fall and with the temple of my glasses between my teeth, I combed through my hair with my fingers and tied it into a rather messy braid with a worn-out scrunchy. When I reached the end of the stairs, I pushed my glasses up my nose, put on an almost ironic grin and hugged my mother.

“I wish you a wonderful birthday!” What a lie. Everyone knew it, but no one said anything.

“Oh thank you so much, my darling!” she replied and broke the hug. Well, that takes care of the most important part.

Finally, my grandfather shuffled down the stairs, grumbling and cursing capitalism, which he believed was the reason for this commercial exploitation of an originally pagan holiday claimed by the church.

To maintain the charade of a harmonious and loving family, we all sat down at the lavish breakfast table to celebrate my mother's birthday. Like every year, breakfast this year was quite quiet. Only the radio presenter's voice brought some life into this spectacle.

After breakfast I stayed for the obligatory birthday present-giving, then I disappeared into my room for some peace and quiet until dinner. This year I used an important project as an excuse to get away from my family, but promised to be back down by dinner at the latest.

We spent dinner in silence, just as we did breakfast. My grandfather, already a little drunk from the eggnog, started telling his stories from his army days again and filled the living room with the smoke of his cigar.

It didn't take long until a stupid comment from my cousin sparked a discussion between my father and my uncle, mom's brother. I couldn't say exactly what they were arguing about again. But it didn't interest me any more than my grandmother's neighbor's digestive problems. Absolutely not at all.

At a moment when everyone was waiting anxiously for the argument to become violent and so that no one would notice my disappearance, I sneaked out of the living room and sought refuge in my room. I put on the headphones from my Walkman, put in a Van Halen cassette and looked at the night sky that I had painted with Jeff's help on the ceiling above my bed.

It took a lot of effort to keep my feelings closed and buried deep inside. As soon as the first tears stung my eyes, I swallowed the flood of anger and hatred and sadness. Over and over again. Of course, somewhere deep inside me I wanted a harmonious Christmas. I longed for love, affection, and security. But what I was presented with every year was feigned affection. To the outside world, our acting might seemed realistic, as if we were a loving family like any other, enjoying our time together and appreciating each other. But when you know what's behind that mask, it's just pathetic. Even as a child, I had given up hoping for a merry Christmas. In addition, for us as children, Christmas was more our mother's birthday than Christmas, so of course we missed that Christmas anticipation that every child feels. A Christmas, peaceful and relaxed, without quarreling uncles and aunts, without snide remarks from my grandfather, without anybody making fun of how I looked, without my uncle, in whose eyes I am depraved and a Satan worshiper just because I refused to go to church and listened to music that violated christian values. Just one year, one Christmas, where everyone gets along and doesn't have to pretend. Maybe one day I'll make it. Together with Eddie. Maybe Jeff was right and Eddie is my Christmas miracle, igniting the spark in me and helping me learn to love Christmas.

With the music ringing in my ears, the turmoil raging outside my sanctuary disappeared and brought me some peace. After a while, without noticing, sleep came over me.

The next day the masquerade began again. After breakfast, the little presents were unwrapped and the annual disappointment was masked by false gratitude and joy before my mother turned the attention back to herself. She just can't help but always want to be the center of attention.

As I said goodbye shortly after the presents were given - I pretended that Wayne and Eddie had invited me - I thought I saw a glimmer of relief in my mother's eyes.

I slipped on my favorite sweater and one of the countless ripped jeans that my mother had tried to patch, against my will of course. I stuffed some cookies, a bottle of water and the book Eddie had lent me a few weeks ago - a very worn copy of The Hobbit - into my bag and drove my little Ford Pinto through the empty streets of Hawkins.

After a few minutes I came to a small cabin in the forest. As kids, Jeff and I found this abandoned cabin and made it our secret hideout. Over the years we have furnished it with old sofa cushions and patched leaky holes in the roof or the cracked windows with foil. I wiped the thin layer of dust from one of the pillows and settled in there with the cookies and the book. After a short while, however, I heard the hum of an engine and the light of two headlights crept through the cracks in the rotten wooden boards.

I carefully stuck my finger between the pages so as not to lose the passage I was reading and leaned to the side. Through the knothole in the wood I saw a dirty white van and a large figure dressed in black who got out and seemed to look around. I turned off the flashlight so as not to give any indication that I was in the cabin. But the next time I looked through the hole in the wall, the person was gone and the van's lights had gone out. I narrowed my eyebrows in question when the door to the hut suddenly and screechingly opened.

I stared at Eddie's face, perplexed, a gentle smile playing on his lips.

"Hey sweety." The greeting was, contrary to what I expected, friendly. I started to panic inside because I had told him I didn't have time to meet him over the holidays. Now that he found me here, alone, in the middle of the forest, he inevitably knew that this was a lie. But he didn't seem angry, disappointed or upset at all.

“How …” I couldn’t say anything else. I was confused and somewhat speechless by both his presence and his reaction.

He searched for the right words for a moment before answering me. “Jeff.” Of course. I could have guessed it too. "May I come inside?"

I nodded and put the book aside, inserting a candy wrapper between the pages as a bookmark. To my surprise, Eddie had a large basket with him, which he placed at my feet. Frowning, I leaned forward and tried to see the contents of the basket. But as soon as I leaned forward, Eddie pushed the basket further away from me with a cheeky grin.

“Well, well! Don’t be so curious,” he admonished me before briefly going outside again. When he returned to the cabin, he had a small, decorated Christmas tree in tow. I was already rolling my eyes internally. I had sought refuge in the cabin from all this Christmas madness, and now Eddie came here with that same madness.

“Eddie, I…” He didn’t let me finish and interrupted me with an excited tone in his voice.

“Give me just a moment.” With a raised index finger he indicated that I should stay seated and wait for him. And I did. He disappeared from the hut for a moment and returned with a baseball bat.

“I actually wanted to pick you up earlier, but your father said that you were already on your way to me.”

“Eddie, I -” And again he interrupted me and didn't even let me say my apology. But his gaze was gentle, caring, and not angry or disappointed as I would have assumed.

“I met Jeff outside and he gave me the tip about the hut.” Eddie sat down next to me and looked at me with these puppy eyes that made me weak. I felt absolutely horrible. I lied to him and avoided him. The fact that he wasn't angry with me or blamed me only made me more insecure.

He paused for a moment, looking awkwardly at the floor, before continuing.

"I overheard you and Jeff's conversation," he confessed. I sensed he felt bad about this. “It wasn’t on purpose, I swear. I heard you and was, admittedly, a little curious. After you acted so distant, I thought you might want to break up with me.” Now it was my turn to interrupt him.

“Eddie, I would never leave you,” I promised him and put my hand on his knee.

“I know,” he said, the smile returning to his lips. “I overheard that you hate Christmas and are afraid of scaring me away.” He paused for a moment and looked deep into my eyes.

“I thought you would be disappointed. You seemed so happy about Christmas, I didn't want to spoil it for you - "

“And give me a reason to love you less?” he completed my sentence, to which I agreed with a nod.

“I would be an incredible fool to stop loving you because of this.” If only he knew what relief those words brought me. “If anything, I would only love you more if that was possible.” We both laughed and the mood immediately relaxed.

“Anyway, I have a present for you.”

“But I have nothing for you,” I replied, whereupon he reassured me: “It doesn’t matter. Nothing would make me happier than doing this with you anyway.”

I raised an eyebrow as I watched him unpack the basket. He pulled out two pizza boxes.

“Since you can’t stand all this Christmas food, how about pizza?”

Next he pulled two cans of beer out of the basket with the words “And eggnog is overrated and disgusting anyway.”

Now he turned to the tree. The Christmas tree ornaments glittered in the weak light, which illuminated the hut through the cracks in the roof and walls. He placed the Christmas tree in the middle of the hut and handed me the baseball bat with a big grin. He didn't have to say anything, I knew exactly what he was going to do.

“Where did you get that tree?” I wanted to know as I took the bat from him.

He shrugged his shoulders and explained in an indifferent tone, “I don’t know. From some front yard.”

My gaze wandered over the Christmas tree, the pizza, the beer, and my broadly grinning friend. To be honest, I couldn't ask for anything better at that moment. Even a 'real' Christmas, like the ones we see in films, couldn't top this moment.

“Oh, and before I forget.” He dug out a battery-operated cassette player from the basket, pressed the play button, and when the first beats of Metallica's 'For whom the bell tolls' rang out, he scoffed: "All those Christmas songs are unbearable anyway."

I was close to tears. I couldn't have dreamed of a better Christmas. I looked at everything he had brought with glassy eyes.

“Eddie, this is incredible.” My voice was broken and I had to try hard not to burst into tears of joy. Not because I was allowed to live out my hatred of Christmas. But because I was so touched and overwhelmed by what Eddie had organized for me. I had never experienced such affection before.

“I wish you a very unmerry Christmas.” He announced, wrapping an arm around my shoulders and pressing a kiss to the crown of my head.

“Yeah, you too, darling,” I replied happily and reached up to kiss him.

"You're the best thing that ever happened to me. This is the best worst Christmas,” I whispered against his lips. "I love you."

“I love you too, sweetie.” He looked into my eyes lovingly and pushed a strand of hair behind my ear.

I could never have imagined that Eddie and I would spend our first Christmas like this, standing in front of the burning remains of the Christmas tree, with pizza and beer in hand and Metallica playing in the background. And it was the first of many Christmases we experienced together.

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