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pavitrsgirl · 11 months

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i have so many requests its not even funny (it's like 10 im just dramatic). i have to have dnd on my phone cuz of how many notifs i get but this is a positive reaction becuz im so happy im getting attention on here.... <33 these are all jus my own ideas and opinions ofc on how i'd think it would go ,, characters probably ooc. no beta we die like uncle aaron

first 'i love you' miles morales, gwen stacy, pavitr prabhakar

miles morales

screaming outside caught miles's attention, his eyes darting from the movie playing on the television, to you, and then back out to the window.

you appeared blissfully unaware of the mess currently going on outside the safety of your house, curled up on him, blanket covering the both of you, you looked extremely comfortable.

so comfortable miles really had to think about whether staying here or fulfilling his duties as spiderman.

god, he really hates himself right now.

making up some poor excuse in the moment, he pulled up his phone, pretending to read from it with the most exaggerated groan, "baby, i'm so sorry but i gotta go. my ma just texted me saying to get home right now."

"what'd you do now, mi?"

"nothing! at least, i don' think i did anything."

snorting in amusement, you nodded, having to force yourself to pull away from him, throwing the blanket carelessly on the couch.

you walked him to the door, hand in hand despite it being a short distance anyway, a quick goodbye kiss being shared between the two of you.

"i'll call you, love you."

his hand turning the handle to the front door stopped as the realization of what he just said hit him.

the panic that rose on miles's face was hilarious, even more so as he tried masking it with a grin, his eyes searching yours anxiously for any reaction.

biting down your own building grin, you let out a small giggle.

"i love you, too! now go! your mom is gonna kill you."

gwen stacy

you weren't sure what to think of the situation that had just presented itself in front of you.

maybe you shouldn't have been in gwen's room without her, should've waited outside in the living room for her to come home there, but when captain stacey told you it was okay to wait there, you took his word for it.

oh, you regretted it.

"(name), i-" gwen paused, the grip on the mask in her hand tightening as she averted her gaze from yours, "i wanted to tell you. really, i did! sooner or later, i just- i couldn't and..."

she inhaled deeply, now just refusing to meet your eyes all together, afraid of seeing the hurt and betrayal in them, not wanting to see you leave the room, break up with her...

"gwen..."

she didn't look up.

you weren't upset, you weren't mad. maybe a little hurt she didn't tell you, didn't trust you with the secret, but you could understand why. you were just really shocked that you had just found out your girlfriend was spider woman.

"gwen?"

"i'm sorry."

you sighed and walked towards the window where she stood next to, her temptations to just escape and do this later or really, if it were up to her, never.

taking your hand in hers, you squeezed it lightly, her eyes guiding up to yours, "we don't have to talk about it right now, it's okay. gwen stacy or spiderwoman, i love you."

"you love me?" she smiled, her fingers interlocking with yours.

"really hard not to."

"i love you too."

pavitr prabhakar

"oh, pav, you shouldn't have.."

"oh, (name), but i should have!"

handing you the colorful flowers, neither you or pavitr could contain the ever growing smiles on your faces. you admiring the bouquet, him admiring you.

"you're too sweet." you sighed, finger trailing one of the petals lightly in appreciation, astonished at the beauty of the flowers you knew he carefully picked out himself.

"only the best for you."

turning up to look at him, you couldn't help but blush at the look of adoration and love in his eyes and oh my gosh, you swear one day he's gonna actually kill you.

little did you know, pavitr had the same exact thoughts, both of you sharing that look.

"stop looking at me like that!"

"like what?"

"like you love me or something,"

"i do love you."

"what?" you spluttered, your cheeks burning further as you raised the bouqet to somehow conceal your cheeks as they grew more and more red, pavitr laughing at your reaction. "i love you! you already knew that!"

"yeah but it's- it's different hearing it!" "i love you too!"

#across the spiderverse #spiderman #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman into the spiderverse #into the spiderverse #pavitr prabhakar x reader #indian spiderman x reader #pavitr x reader #miles morales x reader #miles x reader #kid archanid x reader #gwen stacy x reader #spider man x reader #spider gwen x reader #spidergwen x reader #pavitrsgirl

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savannahsdeath · 8 months

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SOCCER!ELLIE WILLIAMS X CHEERLEADER!READER

PART 3THREE

part 4four

part 2two

mdni please<3

summary: ellie hoped to get her reward even though she didn't win the match, but someone really looked forward to ruin her plans, and potentially, change your whole life

warnings: i think its minors safe?? mentions of cheating tho !!

writers note: meow meow its a short chapter again plus everything happens pretty fast cuz im impatient🩷

you watched as the both teams shook hands, acknowledging the game's conclusion and the tie.

ellie ran over to you and the other cheerleaders, smiling. she looked exhausted, but she was still happy to see you.

"you know, i could still use that kiss." she joked.

"but you didn't win." you smirked, handing her your water.

you remembered how just yesterday you hated her for taking the bottle, and the fact you're the one offering it now was hilarious.

she also seemed to think about that, as she hestitated before drinking it.

"yeah, but..." she stopped to completely down the liquid in just a few sips. she must be really thirsty. "but i didn't lose, either."

ellie looked around. "she's somewhere around here, isn't she?" she asked with a smirk, and you instantly knew who is she talking about. "i need to shove these results in her face."

you shrugged and tried to change the topic. "anyway, back to what i..."

ellie looked you up and down before cutting you off. "one kiss. it's all i want."

she raised an eyebrow at you, clearly expecting a response.

"so is that it?" you chuckled. "you just wanted to make vi mad?"

ellie defensively raised her hands. "no, no. that's just a great bonus."

you laughed at ellie's response, but you knew that there was more to it than that.

ellie had spent the entire match trying to win your recognition. she didn't just want to make vi mad. she wanted to win you - your attention.

"fine." you agreed with a smirk. "i shouldn't, but i'll give you your hard-earned kiss."

you reached out towards ellie, bringing her slowly closer and closer.

you could both feel the anticipation in the air. ellie's breath hitched, and she held her breath as you both moved in for the kiss. your mouths met softly yet passionately, as your lips pressed together and ellie's tongue explored your mouth. you could feel her excitement and her desire for you, and you began to feel the same for her.

the cheering from the crowd faded away as the two of you were caught up in the moment.

a sound of someone clearing their throat interrupted you. you pulled away, heavily breathing, to see vi.

"i just wanted to congratulate you, ellie." she clicked her tongue and crossed her arms.

vi was clearly annoyed by the situation, as she looked at her rival with disdain.

"why do you always take things too far?" she asked ellie. "this match was supposed to be about scoring goals, not about scoring dates."

you both stayed silent, not wanting to start an argument. but maybe it'd be necessary.

"i'm glad to see you two having such a great time together." she said dryly, giving ellie a hard stare.

it was clear that vi was still trying to win you back, and it was also clear that she was bitter about the situation.

ellie looked annoyed by your ex's comment, as she knew exactly where vi's anger was coming from. ellie's face was still flushed from the kiss, but she didn't let it bother her.

you didn't even notice when other students and players left the field, leaving you almost alone.

"thanks for your concern, but we don't need it, alright?" ellie replied, rolling her eyes.

"you should be careful with her." vi warned ellie, sternly looking at her. "or you'll end up like me, being known as a cheater."

her rival laughed, shrugging it off. "not going to happen."

she pulled you closer, almost as if she wanted to keep you away from this.

"why so sure?" your ex put on a mockingly curious expression. "maybe you're feeling safe because you're the one who made up this little gossip?"

your eyes widened at vi's accusation.

"you did cheat on me, don't deny it." you shook your head.

"oh, of course i did!" vi sarcastically smiled. "did you never wonder why the first ones to call me a cheater were people from ellie's team?"

as soon as vi saw she got to you, she simply walked away, mumbling a proud; "i see you two have some explaining to do."

"ellie..." you started softly. "just tell me- is it true?"

she looked down, and for a moment, she seemed like she was about to lie. but then she took a deep breath and sighed.

"yes, i did." she looked at you and shrugged. "i was jealous, okay? the only thing i could think of was to sabotage her, so i made up that whole story about her cheating to get you to spend less time with her." she frowned, looking away.

"i'm sorry."

not only you just found out you broke up with someone you loved because of a false rumour, but it was ellie who spread it too. the same ellie you cheered on for the past months. the same ellie who, you thought, hated you the whole time. and here you are, finding out she's the one who ruined your relationship, because she liked you.

you were in disbelief. you felt stupid, and hurt. but more than anything, you felt betrayed by someone you, well, didn't really care about, but trusted. because you met up everyday after classes and no matter how much you pretended to hate her, you knew a lot about her.

ellie saw the look on your face, and the weight of her antics got to her. you never saw her so... vulnerable before.

"i'm so sorry." ellie repeated, her voice awkwardly quiet. "you have a right to be mad at me, but, please, keep in your mind that i didn't do this to hurt you." she took a step towards you. "i just...i liked you, and i didn't know what do you see in her."

"i need to-" you hestitated for a moment, taking a step back to make up the distance between you both. "i need to think about- everything. alone."

she opened her mouth as if to speak, but you cut her off by raising your hand.

"i know." you nodded.

you didn't know what was she thinking - that no one will find out eventually? you didn't know how is it possible her team just played along, making everyone in school believe it too. you didn't know how did she even come up with this idea. but you knew what she was going to say, you knew she's sorry. she already told you two times. enough.

it's good to know you're not the only hurt one, though.

"i know." you repeated, quieter this time, and it seemed like you were whispering it more to yourself than to her. because that's how it was. you were trying to convince yourself you do know and you understand.

she fucked up, really, but at least she knew that.

you could hear a quiet "m'kay." and the sound of a disappointed sigh.

so guys what do we think?? are we being in a generous mood and forgiving ellie?? are we trying to give her a little lesson?? <3<3

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indulgentdaydream · 2 months

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Hello luv, first of all... I LOVE NURSE!READER!!! OH god the last lines were soooooo heartwarming for my social worker heart!! LOVE LOVE IT 🩷🩷

So, may I request a Jason x reader again but with a little something... Jealous Jason because reader and Roy know each other longer than Jay and reader and then he gets all jelly and and—! Oh god I love a jealous petty man.

Missy when she fucks up the queue and queues this post for NEXT YEAR by accident 🫣🙃 NEXT YEAR?? LIKE THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE POSTED LAST FRIDAY AND I DIDN'T EVEN NOTICE THAT IT DIDN'T GO UP

anyways AHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH your words are already heartwarming ♥️

I loveeee jealous jason imma cook this up so quick just you wait and see (i wrote this when i first made the draft and i found it funny to leave it. It’s literally been a month I’m so sorry)

I also made this into headcanons because I had a VISION and did not think to give it any justice. (koi youre seriously my number 1 supporter i hope you enjoy this garbage I just threw up, really)

Pining!Jealous!Jason Todd x Reader

Warnings: slight jealousy (not too overly consuming), alcohol consumption

Roy had invited Jason to hang out at the bar

Bros being bros

except...

Roy brought you along (because he KNOWS Jason has got a fat crush on you whether or not he’s told him)

(He tried to convince roy it’s not a crush, but always fails because his whole demeanour changes when you walk in the room)

examples:

he's always going to be standing beside you, consciously or not

jason isn't always a tense guy. But he for sure isn't as long as you're talking to him/looking at him/etc. (but if you put your hand on his arm/touch him in any way, it's game over)

your name is brought up, he's listening SO INTENTLY

like a dog when it hears its favourite word

Anyways

The three of you are sitting in a booth

It was originally you and roy before jason showed up, the two of you on either side

Jason shows up and just sits right next to you. No hesitation.

You and roy are laughing away, recounting stories and telling jokes.

Jason is just... really quiet

unusually quiet

He doesn’t look at you guys, rather looking out across the bar, trying to hide the fact he’s feeling this way

That he's feeling unreasonably jealous of his best friend

who literally brought you FOR JASON

He knows it’s stupid. He trusts both of you. You two are the two people he trusts the MOST

He hates that he’s like this, but he can't help it

Roy's better than him. You've known him for longer. He's making you laugh harder than Jason ever has. He's better looking, too. Older. More experienced.

His thoughts are clogging up his head. He's really not listening anymore, just holding his beer, eyes scanning the bar floor, watching the other patrons.

Then Roy is standing in front of him, saying something about using the bathroom.

He is giving a VERY pointed look at Jason.

a "make conversation with your crush or I'm shoving an arrow down your throat" kind of look

Jason felt a little stab of genuine anxiety shoot through him.

He's talked to you alone before. Many times. You two were friends, of course. He doesn't know why this is how he's feeling right now.

Then your hand is resting on his forearm.

Poor boy is still so caught up in his head he just looks down at your hand for definitely a second too long before finally meeting your gaze

Your gaze with those stupidly pretty eyes.

Then comes that horrendously pretty voice, "You alright?"

He nods. Shrugs. Like a stupid teenager who doesn't know how to handle his emotions.

He has to admit he's still a little tense about your attention being focused more on Roy. But not to you. He'd never admit it to you. You'd probably find it unattractive and then he'd really never have a chance.

“Yeah, no, im enjoying the talking. Always forget how well you and roy know each other”

“Oh yeah he just knows how to get me going. You know how he is”

Jason doesn’t know how he does it.

Like some leap of faith.

Some, jealousy super-powered leap.

He tries to be non-chalant about it.

“It’d be nice to do this again sometime. Maybe without Roy around.”

BOY'S HEART IS POUNDING

Sipping on his beer, looking down at it instead to avoid eye contact with you so he doesn't lose his cool.

Or someone show on his face that he is actually shitting bricks

You don't respond for a second and the alarm bells start going off in his head

WHY DID I SAY THAT WHY DID I SAY THAT WHY DID I SAY-

"It would be nice," you say, "Could we make it a date instead?"

He's smiling, turning to nod at you, "Course we can."

But his internal dialogue is just straight screaming at himself

"IDIOT YOU SHOULD'VE MADE IT OBVIOUS YOU WANTED IT TO BE A DATE IN THE FIRST PLACE"

The things jealousy will make you do

Roy comes back and sits down

Jason's into the conversation now

It doesn't really matter that Roy is still making you laugh

because he's not the one holding your hand under the table

AH I HOPE YOU LIKE -missy

I also love a jealous petty man (as long as it doesn't become toxic and he doesn't use it as an excuse to be an asshole)

#jason todd x reader #jason todd #jason todd x gn!reader #red hood #dc #dc x reader #red hood x reader #jason todd x you #jason todd imagine #jason todd fluff #red hood x you #dc x you #dc x y/n #jason todd x y/n #jealous!jason todd x reader #jealous!jason todd #cw jealousy #cw alcohol consumption

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ccchuro · 4 months

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her pretty girlfriend ☽ kim minjeong x fem reader

synopsis : minjeong hated you but she could never get away from you.

pairing : nerd!winter x mean!reader

genre : little bit of angst + fluff

warnings : cursing, clubbing, alcohol, reader being kinda mean at the start, soobin

a/n : i live for loser minjeong

kim minjeong was sick of you.

she hated the fact that she couldn't pull herself away from you.

but minjeong would never, ever, hate you the way your lips left her cheek playfully with every compliment you left for her, your bright smile whenever she completed an assignment you were supposed to do and your whispers in classes, trying not to get in trouble but getting caught by the teacher anyways.

kim minjeong loves you.

you, who played with every student's hearts just to use them. you, who forces minjeong to do your homework. you, who-

"kim minjeong." a familiar voice called out to the girl.

minjeong looked up, realising it was the person she was just thinking about, stuttering on her words, her eyes fluttered as she tried to explain why she was zoning out. totally not thinking about you.

"uh- yes y/nnie?" she spoke softly, embarrassed.

"the hell are you thinking about? and i told you not to call me that, kim. anyways, mr lee assigned new shit due tomorrow or something, i wasn't really paying attention, and i have a party to attend tonight. so do it for me please?" you raised your eyebrows and pouted at her, convincingly.

minjeong had stacks of assignments piled up on her table in her dorm but you just looked so cute.

"okay sure y/nnie- i mean y/n!" she uttered out shyly. why were you so cute?

so so gorgeous, with your perfect body and perfect height and-

"minjeong! are you even listening? ugh. whatever im going. heres the work. have fun!" you quickly dropped your worksheets on her table as you walked off with your friends, laughing.

you were so mean.

wait. party? party as in, showing off your body and dancing with other people who isn't her? minjeong was not going to let that happen. she was going to use this party as a chance to look good, woo you and confess.

she hastily got up from her seat, grabbed all the assignments and dashed towards her dorm.

barging into the room, she could see her roommate, aeri, putting makeup on.

"woah minjeong! why are you in a hurry? catching pokemons?" aeri teased.

aeri was minjeongs best friend, the only person who knew of minjeongs huge crush on you.

"no! i- wait where are you going? don't you have classes?" minjeong pushed her glasses up as it slipped from her dashing across the school.

"i don't have classes anymore. i'm heading for a party! you wouldn't care any-"

"i care! aeri please can i go with you? i-- i just need to complete this worksheet and i can go!"

"uhhh minjeong did you get possessed? why would you want to go to a party..." aeri stopped applying her lipstick and stared at minjeong, puzzled. why would her nerdy friend want to go to party?

"well y/nnie-- i mean y/n is going to the party too and-"

"and you want to confess! right?" aeri knew her best friend well. there was no way she was just going to a party for nothing and hearing your name come out of minjeongs mouth gave it all away.

"well yeah but she left me this assignment to complete so i have to finish it first before anything else."

"well there's no time to waste jeongie! quick!" aeri got up from her spot on her bed and pushed minjeong towards her study table, "i'll pick out your outfit! and i'll help you do your makeup too!"

hearing this, minjeong quickly sat down and got to work, tongue stuck out in focus, she was so ready to finally get out of her dorm and get a girlfriend.

minjeong was not ready to get a girlfriend.

she finished the assignment, got her makeup done by aeri and chnaged into the outfit picked from her best friend and was now on the way to the party in aeri's mazda.

"aeri, on second thought-"

"if you're gonna back out now and come up with a bullshit excuse to go back home and play animal crossing or whatever, i'm not turning back. you have to let go of your nerdy stuff and go get a girlfriend! y/n would be the best choice."

"b-- but what if y/n has a boyfriend? or what if-"

"kim minjeong! relax! if she doesn't like you or whatever thats her loss! you're so cute with all your nerdy games and stuff there's no way she won't like you. but if she does break your heart, i'll be ready with-"

"okay aeri i get it! don't worry. i'll try my best to confess."

when the two best friends arrived at the party, the house was packed.

it reeked of alcohol and smoke. minjeong wanted to get out.

"aeri, what do i do now?" no answer. "aeri?" minjeong turned to her right, where aeri originally was but the shorter girl was nowhere to be found.

did she seriously leave me? minjeong was definitely going to ask aeri about this the next day but now, she had to focus on searching for you.

she pushed through the crowd, getting pushed here and there but she finally made it to a corner where she could see you.

but you were leaning on the wall, trapped by a tall basketballer, soobin was it? that didn't matter. you were kissing him! great, minjeong had no chance with you now.

watching you, minjeong stood still, she could feel her heart shattering with every second passing by until she made eye contact with you. shit.

minjeong turned around and quickly ran, she had to get out of the house, what the hell was she thinking? why would you, a pretty popular girl like her, a stupid loser who plays nerdy games in her dorm everyday?

she kept shoving people until she felt a hand grab her arm. was she about to get kidnapped? the hand pulled her back the opposite direction. she was definitely getting kidnapped.

minjeong tried fighting against the hand, not being able to see who it was under the darkness.

until one of the bright party lights shined onto the side of your face, minjeong finally realised it was you.

you looked so pretty, even now, when she had just caught you kissing some random guy and broke her heart.

minjeong stopped fighting against you, entranced by your alluring face.

why were you doing this to her? why did you have this hold on her? she could never get away from you. reminders of you were left everywhere around her. she saw a pink croptop while shopping in the mall? y/n would like this. a pom pom? y/n uses this for cheer practices. a make up shop? y/n would--

"minjeong? you okay?"

oh. you looked so beautiful. you had pulled minjeong upstairs, both of you now standing in a random hallway. minjeong couldn't stop staring at you. why were you so pretty?

"jeong?" jeong. you called her jeong. a nickname. you never called her nicknames. always 'kim' or 'minjeong' never jeong.

it was obvious how much the nickname had affected her as a shade of red quickly appeared on her face,"y-- yes y/n?"

you giggled. she was so cute. "you good? i've never seen you attend a party before... and you seemed... i don't know... shocked? when you saw me and soobin kissing. i was just trying to convince him to do something for me. don't worry."

"u--uh yeah! im okay... and! i don't care about the...the soobin thingy or whatever! and uhm... i'm sorry for coming y/nnie-- no! i mean y/n! i did your homework though!"

god, you were supposed to be mean. but minjeong was just too cute. "jeongie youre so cute. don't worry about that assignment or whatever i didn't care much anyways. i just wanted to talk to you so i came up wirth some lame excuse.anyways, what are you even doing here?"

"uhm-- uhm well y/n i came to find you..." oh?

"what? why? you could have just called or something jeong. you didn't have to come to somewhere i know you wouldnt want to be." your eyebrows were furrowed, head tilted. you knew minjeong would rather be cooped up in her dorm right now, playing animal crossing on her switch.

"well y/n i-"

"y/n! there you are. i was wondering where you went." you and minjeong turned to look at the voice that had interrupted your conversation and realised it was that stupid basketballer.

"oh hey soobin! what's up? i was just talking to--"

"this loser? youre funny y/n. why'd you sneak away just to talk to her?" soobin snarked.

why did he keep cutting you off? rude.

"soobin, i'll explain later 'kay? let me talk to minjeong first please?" you gave your best puppy eyes and pouted at soobin. you wanted him to go away.

you looked too cute. minjeong thought.

soobin probably thought so too as he scoffed, "alright. don't take too long babe." he walked off, turning back to minjeong and gave her a dirty look.

"sorry about that jeongie, anyways, what were you saying?" you turned back to look at minjeong, switching from you sarcastic pouty face to a genuine curious face. you looked so much like a curious puppy. how cute.

"w--well its nothing! i'm sure you have to attend to soobin now! uhm-- i'll get--"

"kim minjeong, if you're gonna say somethimg, just say it. don't be a pussy." you were staring at her with a angry look now. shit.

"w--well its just that ireallylikeyouandhavelikedyouforawhilenowbutimsureyouwontlikealoserlikeme!" she squeeked out with her eyes closed.

you laughed, "what? speak properly jeong. you know i can't understand you."

"it's just.. y/n, i've liked you for awhile now and... i know its stupid cause... you're so cool but i'm just a--" you cut her off with a kiss

was minjeong dreaming?

you pulled away from her and smiled up at her, "you're so cute jeongie. i like you too. i'm sorry if i've been so mean. i just didn't know how to become friends with you and i was so angry at that. i guess i just vented all my anger towards you. i'm sorry, you didn't deserve that. i like you too, okay?"

minjeong could only stare back at you with her mouth agape. you liked her too?

"jeongie?" you got close to her face with a look of concern.

"y/n-- you like me too?! me? i'm a loser!"

"you're my loser! you're so cute jeong. i love you. i love the loser you too. and if you would let me, i will prove it every single day. jeongie, will you be my girlfriend, please?"

"of course y/n! a million times yes! i-- i love you so much y/n!" this felt like a dream.

y/n grinned as she pulled minjeong back downstairs, partying the night away with her girlfriend.

and as everyone started leaving, y/n and minjeong decided to leave as well, holding hands, smiling at each other with aeri third wheeling behind them in y/n's car.

aeri was so going to question minjeong so much the next day. but all that mattered to minjeong now, in this moment, was her y/n.

her pretty girlfriend.

˗ˏˋ ʚ♡ɞ ˎˊ˗

#kim minjeong x reader #aespa x reader #kpop x reader #kpop imagines #gxg #winter x reader #minjeong x reader #girl group scenarios #aespa imagines

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hopelesslyromanticshark · 1 month

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HI, HEY, HELLO can i get leo with apollo!fem!reader? (plsplsplsplspls i'm beggin') where she performs a song like solo concert for camp (for inspiration new romantics by taylor swift) and leo is just so in love

i think new romantics is freakingly well describes her personality and exactly the energy that she wants to give to the camp (y'know about circumstances)

take your time, lovely! ♡

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ He Can't See It In My Face, But I'm About To Play My Ace

content: leo valdez x daughter of apollo! reader fic warning: language, i believe, but that's about it!! author's note: okay okay, this was the secret fic with the explanation. i do not listen to taylor swift, in fact she's a blocked artist on my spotify, and let me explain why. my best friend is her biggest fan, like huge huge fan of hers. and i love in strange ways. my least favorite colors, colors in which i refused to buy anything in, are the favorite colors of my loved ones. because i associate them with those colors and see it as their thing. and id know how id feel it someone was trying to take something i viewed as mine, i guess??? its the same way with music. i feel like if i become a huge swiftie, then we're competing and i dunno. it sounds stupid writing all this out, BUT me and her have had talks about it and she understands and tbh, that's all that matters to me lmao. sooooo yeah that's just what i wanted to say and i wanted to say it here with the fic because i think it would have been strange as a sort of stand alone comment, ya know??? anyways, to surmise, nothing agaisnt taylor swift, huge fan of her like as a person or human being, but unwilling to listen to her music because i love people weird. okay okay im done ranting lmao (also i shouldn't have to clarify this but i will; IT IS NOT FOR PICK ME REASONS FR IF I HAVE TO BEG A MAN TO PICK ME BY BEING QUIRKY I DO NOT WANT THAT MAN)

admittedly, it had been a stupid bet to take. but the stoll's were egging her on and she really wasn't one to let clarisse of all people walk all over her. plus, she had some minor confidence in the athena cabin to keep their flag out of the ares cabin's grimy hands. apparently, it was misplaced. but, really their were worse bets she could have lost, like shaving her head or getting a tattoo, all bets the stolls have had to follow through with.

"can't wait to see your next show, songbird," clarisse mocked playfully as she marched past with her siblings, laurels proudly set on her curls. you sighed, sticking your tongue out at her back. and really, you weren't sure why you were complaining. you loved to sing! but, it's probably tied to the fact that you hated to lose. then, you started to plot, growing more excited with every passing second.

no one said this bet had to be a bad thing.

leo knew something was up from the moment he sat down for lunch. he could just sense it in the air, glaring over at the stoll's suspiciously. they shrugged and leo couldn't quite tell if they were playing innocent or truly were innocent. damn hermes genes. then a beat started playing through the pavilion, everyone looking around in confusion. chrion and mr. d both stood from there seats, also glancing around in confusion.

"what-" mr. d tried but then you were standing from your table, a played up face of confusion plastered on your face. leo squinted suspiciously at the girl of his dreams, having already caught on that this was her doing from the twinkle in her eyes alone. that twinkle that had his stomach doing flips and his lips curling upwards.

"hey, what's going on?" you called over the music, trying to hide your smile as one of your other siblings shot up from his seat.

"i dunno, y/n, maybe someone lost a bet?!" he called, the apollo cabin giggling among themselves as though they were in on an inside joke. and while the rest of the cabins weren't entirely sure what was happening, they couldn't help but smile and laugh too. except for chiron and mr. d, who were growing increasingly more upset at the interruption to their lunch.

"miss l/n, if you will-"

"oh yeah. i did!" you cheered before using one of your sibling's hands and pulling yourself up to stand on the apollo table, eyes scouring the crowd before pulling a microphone to your lips.

we're all bored we're all so tired of everything we wait for trains that just aren't coming we show off our different scarlet letters trust me, mine is better

as per usually, y/n was an amazing singer with a natural stage presence. she was dancing while singing, her siblings doing some choreographed moves. following the end of the first verse, some sunkissed hands shot up and tugged at the girl's sweatpants and baggy shirt, ripping it off to reveal a sparkly, frilly, and short dress that had leo questioning if he needed to take a 'bathroom break' during the performance.

we're so young but we're on the road to ruin we play dumb but we know exactly what we're doin' we cry tears of mascara in the bathroom honey, life is just a classroom (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)

y/n now moved from where she was dancing on her father's table, with the help of her siblings. she was now, basically, prancing around the dining pavilion. clearly, a lot of planning went into this, as the apollo cabin perfectly presented their camp necklaces whilst y/n sang about life being just like a classroom. the group had now danced it's way to jason's table, who looked at the group with a raised brow, causing y/n's giggles to waver her voice in a way that had leo falling deeper in love with her.

'cause baby, i could build a castle out of all the bricks they threw at me and every day is like a battle but every night with us is like a dream

whilst singing about bricks, the apollo cabin presented them to jason, who in turn laughed and shoved them away kindly. this caused an uproar in the pavilion, laughter spewing from most everyone's mouths as someone (leo) had made them aware of jason's past with bricks. you patted the ares cabin as you raced by, singing off battles that was met with kind hearted 'boo's. then, whilst singing of dreams, you dramatically draped yourself across the hypnos table, clover hovering a bundle of grapes over your mouth like you were a goddess. which leo was starting to come to the same conclusion as you shot forwards and caught one between your teeth, quickly swallowing it as your next verse came up.

baby, we're the new romantics come on, come along with me heartbreak is the national anthem we sing it proudly

we are too busy dancing to get knocked off our feet baby, we're the new romantics the best people in life are free

by this point, you were waving over at the hermes cabin, which leo has vague memories of being on your capture the flag team last time, who pretended to be surprised before shooting out of their seats and joining in the flash mob. they weren't nearly as fluid as the apollo kids, but their atrociously bad moves brought a lightheartedness to the whole thing. long ago, chrion had given up, sitting back down and enjoying the show like the rest of the campers. but poor mr. d was attempting to chase the flash mob, which they must have predicted as lou ellen, another capture the flag member of the losing team, shot her hand out and caught y/n's, the girl disappearing for a moment before reappearing, this time standing proudly on the ares table.

we're all here the lights and noise are blinding we hang back it's all in the timing it's poker he can't see it in my face but i'm about to play my ace (ah)

y/n danced around on the ares table, hopping and skipping as they pulled their plates out of the way. she made an exaggerated movement towards her wrist while singing about timing, though there was no watch there. then, seemingly from nowhere, she produced a playing card, holding it proudly up in the air between her two fingers so that everyone could see it.

we need love but all we want is danger we team up then switch sides like a record changer the rumors are terrible and cruel but honey, most of them are true (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)

with a wink during the final line, y/n threw down the card. a puff of smoke quickly covered the ares table. when it cleared, the girl was gone, along with the rest of the flash mob. everyone looked around, knowing it wasn't the end, many refusing to be jump-scared by a stupid flash mob. then they came running back, basically flooding the pavilion with how many of them there were.

'cause baby, i could build a castle out of all the bricks they threw at me and every day is like a battle but every night with us is like a dream

baby, we're the new romantics come on, come along with me heartbreak is the national anthem we sing it proudly

once more, y/n waved another group over to join in the dancing and fun. this time, the aphrodite cabin bounced out of their seats and raced to join shouting about heartbreak just a little too loud. and you were smiling so widely that leo couldn't help but smile too, completely enamored by the shameless daughter of apollo.

we are too busy dancing to get knocked off our feet baby, we're the new romantics the best people in life are free oh-oh (oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) so, come on, come along with me (oh, oh, oh-oh, oh) the best people in life are free (oh, oh, oh-oh, oh)

the third and final group was summoned, annabeth proudly pulling her siblings up from their table and linking arms with you and piper. percy was laughing loudly from his lonely table, clearly unaware that this was going on, let alone that his girlfriend was involved. then, with another clasp of lou ellen's hand, you were gone. only to appear before leo, standing on his father's table, your eyes darting around until the landed on leo, who swallowed thickly at how pretty you looked in that moment.

please take my hand and

you presented your hand to leo from your higher position and he wasn't even thinking twice before grasping it and allowing you to pull him up to stand on the table as well.

please take me dancing, and

without needing to be prompted, leo spun you and you blushed, which was blurring due to the spinning and leo just barely caught on that it was happening. you then, subtly, pulled him towards the edge of the table, the boy too starstruck to notice until you rested a hand against his heaving chest, the only thing between our lips was a couple of inches and your bedazzled microphone.

please leave me stranded

you punctuated your words with a push against his chest, sending him falling backwards safely into the arms of your siblings. you couldn't help but laugh at the shocked look on his face and leo couldn't help but look at you like you were the whole world, the only thing that'd ever matter to him, and so much more.

it's so romantic (it's so romantic) (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)

#postcards from covey ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ #hoo #pjo #heroes of olympus x reader #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez

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rxdidz · 1 year

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I was wondering if you could do an aonung fic where him and the reader both like each other but neither of them know how the other feels and loak and tsireya end up getting them to confess to each other. 💜

༊*·˚ maybe he didn’t hate you.

✦ ao’nung x fem!omatikaya! reader

✦ synopsis: ao’nung hasn’t spoken to you and you’re convinced he hates you. in reality, you’re both crushing hard n both too scared to say anything, until tsireya talks to you n lo’ak talks to ao’nung 🤭

“y/n are you sure?”

“yes tsireya, i don’t like your brother, even if i did theres no way he could like me.” you shrugged, splashing around in the water.

“and why not?” she questioned.

“he’s never even spoke to me. all he does is give me evil glares, and yesterday he called me and kiri skxawng.”

“maybe he makes fun of you because he likes you.” lo’ak smirked.

you splashed him “shut up, aonung isn’t my type anyway.” you crossed your arms.

“i think you might be his though.” tsireya commented, petting her skimwing.

you hesitated, as you saw ao’nung laughing and walking with his friends, he saw your glance and his smile slowly faded as he caught up with them.

he definitely hates me. you thought.

lo’ak swam over to you, sitting on the dock.

“okay, me and ao’nung are okay now.. so, i could ask him if he likes you if you want?” he asked.

“are you actually being nice to me?”

“im serious!”

“well, no thank you. i don’t need rejection right now.”

you’re brother rolled his eyes at your obliviousness and hopped back in the water.

you helped tsireya with her chores and talked with the other metkayina people, you had a specific person on your mind though.

“uh, reya?”

“yes y/n?” she smiled.

“where’s ao’nung? just, usually he’s here and it’s a bit late..” you mumbled.

tsireya gave you a look of sympathy and put her things down.

“come.”

you obliged as she dragged you away from the other girls.

“y/n i shouldn’t be telling you this, and do not tell him i told you this because he’d kill me, im not joking.” she said, holding your hands in hers and rolling her eyes when she mentioned getting killed.

“what is it..?” you asked, cautious.

“ao’nung doesn’t hate you, he likes you! he’s never liked anyone so he’s being stupid. i’ve never seen him talk to a girl before so he’s probably nervous.” she shrugged.

you blinked and got flustered, smiling big.

“tsireya, are you sure?”

“yes, he’s with lo’ak and the others in the sea, if you want to see him.” she winked, letting go of your hands and joining her friends.

you bit your lip and mentally prepared yourself, you saw ao’nung alone in the water. tsireya was wrong, now it was just the two of you and you were more nervous than before.

“ao’nung?”

he came out from under the water and his gaze softened. “hi..”

you smiled, remembering what tsireya told you. you made your way into the water and swam to him. “where were you today?”

he tilted his head and furrowed his brows “why?” he asked.

“i don’t know, i was worried. you didn’t come to swimming lessons and you weren’t at your marui.”

“you were worried about me?” he asked, almost like you told the biggest lie in the world.

“yes!” you answered.

he looked anywhere but at you and sighed. “i was with lo’ak a couple minutes ago and the whole day we were just pissing around. good?”

“better.” you answered, laughing.

his heart fluttered at the sound of your laugh and he hated it. he didn’t know how to process his feelings at all.

“i like your laugh.” he mumbled.

“sorry?” you questioned, obviously you heard him.

“you heard me.” he groaned.

“no! i didn’t, tell me again!” you said, splashing him.

“cut it out!” he laughed, splashing you back.

after your shared laugh, it got quiet again and you two just stared into each other’s eyes. it wasn’t awkward, it was kinda safe

“im in love with you.” he admitted. he realized what came out of his mouth and his eyes widened. he began to swim to shore.

“ao’nung i love you too.” you said, grabbing his arm.

“you’re being serious?” he asked, his lips curving into a smile.

“yes.” you answered, swimming closer to him.

“good.. because if you weren’t i would have to kill your brother.” he said.

“wait wh-”

he cut you off by cupping your face and meeting your lips with his. the kiss was passionate but also needy, you wrapped your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss.

maybe he didn’t hate you.

#lo’ak and tsireya high fiving in the background #avatar x reader #avatar 2 x reader #awow spoilers #awow x reader #aonung x reader #aonung #ao’nung x you #ao’nung x y/n #aonung x y/n #lo’ak x reader #neteyam x you #kiri x you

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randomblack-girl · 2 years

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Astro notes!

It's always a Taurus placement with a septum piercing and they look great with them

A planet in your first house can be more prominent than the sign like say you're a libra rising with moon in your first house you may come off like a cancer not a libra

It's true, scorpio venues don't get crushes often. They tend to be picky I be shocked when they like someone, like you like who? 🤨👀

Pluto in the 7th house may indicate toxic relationships, of all kinds

Pisces in the 8th house have questioned their sexuality at least once! Same with gemini and aquarius maybe even mars aspecting Uranus

Pluto in the 11th house end up in the wrong crowd sometimes. And after looking at some celebrities with this placement I also noticed scandals or being problematic in some way and being hated.

Cancer moon or moon in the 4th house is giving mommy issues

Scorpio or pluto rising people might have distinct noses they could've hated it before/might be an insecurity

Now I could be wrong because I only have one example of this but there was a guy I knew with his mars in the 11th house and he was a cancer rising and I didn't understand why he hung out with the people he did...they were assholes and he seemed like the nice and "good one" out of them

Mars in the 8th house stay horny but they be fine though or are lusted after.

Aquarius venuses usually like people who are different in some way like goths, nerds, people who aren't popular

A guy I knew is capricorn rising with chiron in his first house and he has bad teeth I think he was born like that. Capricorn rules bones and chiron in the 1st house can talk about being insecure about ones appearance for it to be in capricorn can mean that's the insecurity- bones.

Degrees in asc- I have a cancer degree in my asc and I was known to be a cry baby when younger and I look like my mom who's a cancer sun and we're so much alike.

My sister's a libra rising with a sag degree and she has thick legs/thighs and is overall thicker and always has been

My mom has a libra degree in her asc and my mom always says I'm her "bad" alter ego and my sister is her "good" side. I'm the mean one, the risky one, the one more likely to do things I shouldn't be doing my sister is the opposite. I was the bad kid and my sister was the good kid.

Also something that's really weird is my mom has a big butt and big boobs. My sister got the boobs and I got the butt. This is weird to me because libras rule butts and cancers rule boobs. So I should've got the big boobs 😭!!!

Nessus (7066) in the 3rd house/aspect to mercury might have experienced verbal abuse.

Cancer placements might give mom, dad, milf, or dilf vibes I'm a cancer mars with a cancer degree on my asc and get told I look like a mom all the time

Sagittarius and pisces venus/mars don't have much of a type or strong requirements for their partners and might find intelligence very attractive

Ik people may know this but I'll say it anyway the house a planet is in might resonate with you or people may see that houses sign in you for Ex. my sun is in Taurus in the 7th house and someone thought I was a libra I also resonate with some libra traits

I noticed some libra women can be quite masculine they may dress masculine or just act masculine but I'm not too sure I only noticed it in 2 people

It would be my friend with a leo venus who says she likes backs...

Scorpio moons are so good at spotting liars!!! My moms a scorpio moon and she always caught me ☠ she tried to teach me one day but Im still not good at reading people like her. She always tells me just watch and listen. She also talks about studying men. She really should've been a psychologist or therapist.

I also think scorpio moons fit the sexual scorpio stereotype the most. Maybe scorpio risings too.

I think I love gemini risings probably because I'm a gemini moon but I love this synastry. Two best friends I had were gemini risings. They were both short 🤭.

#astrology #astro observations #zodiac signs #taurus #scorpio moon #libra risings #astrology degrees

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little-miss-dilf-lover · 1 year

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Hiii! Ik ur not taking requests buuut I did have this kinda angsty idea I thought was worth sharing 😁, tangerine comes home to fem!readers apartment for dinner, and sees that the place was broken into and is immediately alarmed and runs around trying to find reader. Then he stumbles upon her cat (u can name it whatever) dead because it turns out the people who broke in were some of tangerines enemies and sent a message. :( anyways he finds reader scared to death hiding in a closet, and she asks him where her cat is, and now he has to break the news :(((

hii!! as a fellow cat mum, you just ripped out my heart:((( I love and hate this. im gonna say this, and im sorry in advance, but this isn’t my best work, I had too many ideas and im not entirely sure it all works. ive just been working on it for a little while so I need to post this so I can start others. im really sorry again, I feel a little embarrassed. if you’d like me to rewrite it, that’s okay too :) thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌

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tangerine x f reader

wc || 0.76k

warnings || death of readers cat (no details, I couldn’t bring myself to add descriptions) and no happy ending, bc im mean hehe

also I am taking requests, this is just an old ask. but there is a delay atm, sorry

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As the girlfriend of a well-known assassin, you were well aware of the likelihood of being used as bait between rivalries. You knew the cost but nothing could’ve ever prepared you for being caught in a vendetta fuelled crossfire.

You were huddled at the back of your closet hiding under piles of clothes with your face buried in your knees, mouth muffled by your hand as you waited for the final clatter of objects in the room next door. You didn’t know what they wanted and you didn’t know why. All you wanted was Tangerine.

After the long-awaited silence, copious amounts of fear settles in when you hear the front door swing open again. Blocking your ears, you cower in on yourself, trying to be as still as possible in the chance they had returned for seconds. But what you didn’t know, is that Tangerine had just made his way back to your place from the local shop.

A thick lump gets caught in his throat as his eyes bug wide, staring around at your trashed apartment. Fear engulfs him when he sees tipped sofas, broken frames and holes in walls. He bolts inside unarmed without a second thought, stumbling over destroyed objects as he searched for something he hoped wasn’t true.

Tangerine stands panicked in the centre of the room, breathing erratically as he gazes around your place.

“Fuck fuck fuck.” He mutters, frustratedly running his fingers through his hair. His eyes dart around, searching for signs of kidnapping until his gaze hones in on a still fluffy object just out of sight. He slowly makes his way over, walking lightly as not to scare the possible creature.

As he gets closer he feels his heart begin to crumble further. Whispering. “Mandy?”

He stands mere inches away as he looks upon your lifeless furry companion, avoiding glances at your cat's crippled state as he bends next to her. Silently comforting her with a delicate stroke as he sniffles. “What have they done to you?” He says, barely audible as he swallows a couple tears.

His body stiffens when he hears a rustle from your bedroom, immediately rushing up and darting into your room, heatedly kicking the door open. “Who’s there?” He shouts, fury-filled adrenaline being his only distinguishable emotion.

You hear the familiar voice of your boyfriend so you begin to slowly push the door open, looking through the gap to check you weren’t thinking wishfully. Steadily crawling out you see him.

The initial noise startles him, but when he sees you, he instantly softens. Running over, he drops to his knees before you. “Oh thank fuck,” he mumbles, instantly wrapping his arms around you, pulling you tight into him. “I thought I lost you.”

He momentarily separates to look over you, his worried eyes darting across your face as he wipes the dampness from under your eyes. “Are you hurt?” He questions, cupping your face in his hands. “You okay?” He asks again, searching your eyes as they widen with thought.

“Did Mandy get out? I-I opened the bathroom door for her— she- she was supposed to go out the window— did she? Did she get out? … Did she get out? Did she?” You repeatedly question, more and more panic fills your tone.

Pushing away his hands you rush to your feet, stumbling up as you try to get away.

“No— please,” he mumbles, gripping you to stop you from leaving. “You don’t need to go in there.”

Speaking with hurt as you immediately think the worst. “Why?” Bottom lip slowly starts to quiver.

“You don’t need to… okay?” He whispers, pulling you back to him. Embracing you tightly.

“No…” you mouth, feeling your eyes instantly well. “…no…”

His tone is filled with empathy as he cradles your head, softly smoothing over the back of it. “I’m so sorry.”

“Get off me.” You retort, pushing away as you stand to your feet. You see the pain of dismissal on his face as you reach for the door. Speaking sternly as you avoid his gaze. “Just… just leave me alone.”

There was nothing that Tangerine could say or do right now that could possibly help you, you needed time… and lots of it. You knew that it wasn’t directly his fault, but you couldn’t help but feel angry at him. You had just lost your best friend because of his enemies. Because of him.

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hii! sorryy but I won’t be doing a part 2, I left this as an ending that’s up for interpretation 💌

@tangerinesgf @kpopgirlbtssvt @screams-and-scarecrows @earth-elemental18 @ashlynhasmanyhyperfixations @idontknowwhattohaveasmyuser @thewinterv @navs-bhat @ilovetangerinewithallmyheart @theredvelvetbitch @randomawesomeperson102 @lov3lypeaches7 @princess-pebbles-things @woffelle

#tangerine #tangerine x reader #tangerine x you #tangerine bullet train #tangerine fanfiction #tangerine and lemon #tangerine imagine #bullet train tangerine #tangerine blurb #lemon and tangerine #tangerine angst #tangerine drabble #tangerine x fem!reader

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marimbles · 8 months

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Ey I forgot to post this here but! I wrote a lil ladrien fic!

Word count: 3.2k

Summary:

Ladybug sniffed. “I saw through you right away. You look just like a celebrity trying to sneak past the paparazzi.”

Adrien frowned. “Well, I think I blend in better than you do. What are you supposed to be, a film noir detective on holiday?”

Or, Incognito Adrien runs into I'm-Not-Here Ladybug on the bus.

Mr. Perfect Disguise

13:38

adrienagrestbrand

HALLELUJAH! My shoot was canceled!

lahiffesbeats

oh sweet!

wait the one with Lila?

adrienagrestbrand

Yes!!!

Apparently she caught the flu

lahiffesbeats

uhh why are you so excited that lila’s sick. that’s not cool man

adrienagrestbrand

Oh um I’m not excited that she’s sick! I’m just glad to have some extra time.

One of my mom’s movies is playing at this indie cinema downtown. Want to go see it with me?

lahiffesbeats

aw man, i cant :( im watching chris

adrienagrestbrand

Maybe you could bring him?

lahiffesbeats

nah, he can’t sit still during a movie lol

maybe alya is free?

adrienagrestbrand

Uh, you don’t think that would be a bit awkward?

lahiffesbeats

why

adrienagrestbrand

I mean, Alya is great, but we never hang out with just the two of us.

lahiffesbeats

ok so ask marinette

adrienagrestbrand

I don’t think Marinette would want to go with me 😅 Last time we went to the movies together, Gorizilla showed up and it was kind of a disaster.

I think I’ll just go on my own. I’m not sure the movie would be that interesting to any of you anyway, haha.

lahiffesbeats

well i know for a fact that marinette would be 3000% down to go to literally any movie with u but ok lmao

adrienagrestbrand

What do you mean? How do you know for a fact?

lahiffesbeats

nvm

have fun dude!

adrienagrestbrand

Sorry, but would you mind covering for me? I told Gorilla I was going to study with you.

lahiffesbeats

sure thing bro. i’m honored to protect your scandalous sneaky ways

i’m proud. honestly i might tear up

adrienagrestbrand

Thanks

And shut up

Gorilla will drop me off in a few, OK? Then when the coast is clear I’ll head over to the theater

lahiffesbeats

How are you gonna get there

adrienagrestbrand

I’ll take the bus

lahiffesbeats

the bus?

mr. famous rich boy teenage heartthrob model adrien agreste is gonna take the bus

adrienagrestbrand

Yes

And shut up

lahiffesbeats

bro i hate to ask but have you ever been on a bus

like do you know how it works

adrienagrestbrand

Yes!!!!

But how hard can it be? You just get on and pay the driver and ride it, right?

Wait, do they give change back for 100€?

lahiffesbeats

probably not lol

just take my travel pass

adrienagrestbrand

Really? You’d do that?

lahiffesbeats

ofc. i’m very invested in your teenage rebellion

u can give it back tmw

adrienagrestbrand

Thanks, Nino!! You’re the best

lahiffesbeats

yeah, yeah. i know

just have ur bodydude drop u off here and i will help u turn on Incognito Mode. for maximum stealth

i will make you a kit

adrienagrestbrand

A kit?

lahiffesbeats

yee

for Operation Teenage Rebellion

just trust me

see u in a few

adrienagrestbrand

See you

— — —

“Uh, Nino, are you sure about this?”

Adrien frowned down at his outfit. Nino’s “Incognito Mode” had turned out to be a pair of sunglasses, his signature red hat, and an old denim jacket with a mysterious stain on it, which he insisted Adrien wear to hide the fact that his shirt “cost literally a million Euros, dude.” He’d even made Adrien swap out his orange Agreste-brand sneakers for pair of Nino’s old Nike slides, which were the only thing small enough to fit him.

“Have I ever led you wrong?” Nino grinned. “Just trust me.”

Adrien opened his mouth to name a time or two when Nino had, maybe, actually, led him wrong, but before he could say anything, Nino was nudging him out the door.

“Sorry, man, I really gotta get back to Chris. And you gotta get to the bus.” He shoved a plastic sack into Adrien’s hands. “Later! Keep me posted.”

The door clicked shut behind him.

Adrien peered into the bag. It contained a neon yellow sports drink, a pack of American crisps with a cartoon cheetah on them, and a plastic blue card, which he assumed was Nino’s transit pass.

The bus would arrive in just a few minutes. Adrien hurried down the steps of Nino’s building and jogged to the corner to wait.

Soon, the bus rolled to a stop in front of him. He climbed aboard, pulling Nino’s hat lower over his eyes. The woman in front of him drew a ticket from her pocket.

“Oh—shoot.” Adrien reached into the bag and grabbed the blue card. The plastic rustled loudly. Blushing, he tapped the plastic card on the reader with a beep.

There was photo of Nino on the back of the card. Adrien’s hand shot back. He glanced up nervously at the bus driver, who was busy adjusting his mirror. Adrien’s muscles relaxed.

He followed the woman into the aisle. At this time of day, it was a crowded ride—standing room only. He squeezed through to an empty space next to a girl in a sunhat, pulling out his phone.

adrienagrestbrand

Why didn’t you tell me your transit card is also an ID??

lahiffesbeats

eh, they never check

how is operation teenage rebellion going

adrienagrestbrand

Well, I’m on the bus, at least.

lahiffesbeats

:’) proud of you, bud. my little rebel bro. breaking the law and everything

adrienagrestbrand

Wait, using someone else’s travel pass is illegal???

Before Adrien had a chance to fixate on the horror of his father bailing him out of jail (in this outfit), the bus took off with a lurch. He stumbled forward, nearly dropping his phone and treading on the toes of the girl in the hat.

“Sorry,” he said with a wince. So much for staying inconspicuous. He reached out and gripped one of the metal handlebars, tucking his other hand into his pocket. His fingers found his Marinette lucky charm, rolling the beads between his fingers.

“Oh, um, it’s fine!” The girl ducked her head. “It’s not a problem.”

Adrien blinked. There was something familiar about her. And something strange. Maybe it was the dark trenchcoat, which looked too heavy for the mild weather. Or maybe it was her wide-brimmed hat, more suitable for a beach than a crowded city bus.

He glanced down at her black leather gloves. If he didn’t know any better, he’d think she was trying to hide, just like him.

The bus rounded a corner, and despite his hold on the bar, Adrien staggered to the side. His free hand was thrown out wildly to try to keep his balance, and he nearly hit the girl on the nose.

“Sorry! Sorry,” he said quickly, scrambling back into place. His neck burned underneath the collar of his jacket.

“Don’t worry about it,” the girl mumbled.

Adrien shoved his hand back into his pocket and froze. His lucky charm was missing.

He scanned the floor and spotted it next to the girl’s boot.

“Um, excuse me, miss,” he said. “Would you mind handing me that? I dropped it.”

The girl peered down where he was pointing, face still hidden from view. Then she seemed to stiffen, frozen in place as she stared at the charm.

“Um, miss?”

She scooped it up and held it out to him, head bowed. “Here you go.”

“Thank y—” he started to say, but the words got lost on their way out. The girl’s hand was still outstretched, and he stared at the gap between her sleeve and her glove.

It was bright red, with a black spot.

The bus hissed to a stop. People clamored to their feet.

“Ladybug?” he whispered.

Her head snapped up. He caught a glimpse of her wide eyes through a pair of oversized sunglasses. Then she shot to her feet and pushed past him.

“Wait!” he called. He stumbled after her, down the steps and out the door. “Wait, please!”

She didn’t turn around. Just strode quickly down the street, the brim of her hat flopping with each step.

He broke into a jog and to catch up with her. “Ladybug!”

“I’m not—uh—who’s Ladybug?” She let out a breathless laugh. “Or, I mean, of course I’m not Ladybug. Why would you think that?”

“I, uh, saw your suit. Could you stop for a second?”

“No! I have to ca—I have … important business to attend to.”

“Um, before you do that, would you mind giving me back my lucky charm?”

She came to a halt, and he almost ran into her.

“Right,” she said quickly. “Here you go.”

She shoved the charm at him—he had to fumble not to drop it—and kept walking. But Adrien wasn’t willing to lose her that fast.

“What kind of business?” he asked quickly, dropping the charm into his plastic sack.

“Superhero business. Top secret.”

“Well, if it’s superhero stuff, then, um … why isn’t Chat Noir here too?”

“Because! It’s not—he isn’t—” She let out a little huff. “Because he wouldn’t get it. I have to do this alone.”

“I don’t think you ever have to do anything alone,” Adrien said. “Maybe he would get it if you explained.”

Finally, she stopped. Even with the double layer of her mask and her sunglasses, he could feel the weight of her gaze. “Why are you following me, Adrien?”

He blinked. “I … I didn’t realize you’d recognized me.”

“Well, um, that disguise isn’t very good.”

“It’s not?” He glanced down, suddenly feeling very self-conscious of the stained jacket and open-toed shoes. There was even a hole in the toe of his sock—Plagg kept stealing all of his good ones, and he always forgot to ask Nathalie for more.

Ladybug sniffed. “Not for me, anyway. I saw through you right away. You look just like a celebrity trying to sneak past the paparazzi.”

Adrien frowned. “Well, I think I blend in better than you do. What are you supposed to be, a film noir detective on holiday?”

Ladybug stiffened, and Adrien’s stomach dropped. He’d done it again. He’d let a stupid joke fall out of his stupid mouth, and now his lady was upset with him—this time, with Adrien him.

But Ladybug didn’t scoff, or cross her arms, or do any of the things she usually did when she didn’t like his jokes. Instead, she groaned, flattening the sides of her big, floppy hat to her head.

“This is so embarrassing,” she muttered. “I can’t believe this is happening.”

“It’s—it’s not that bad,” Adrien tried, but Ladybug just buried her face in her hands.

“Ugh! This stupid suit!” Her head snapped up. “If you have any better suggestions, Mr. Perfect Disguise, I’m all ears.”

“You could just … detransform?”

She froze again, and before she could say anything, he went on in a rush.

“I mean, if you don’t want to be noticed, couldn’t you just take the bus as, like, yourself? And then just transform when you get to wherever you’re going? That would draw less attention. Unless, by chance, you daylight as a circus clown.”

He laughed awkwardly, mentally kicking himself for cracking another bad joke. But to his surprise, she laughed too.

“Nope,” she said. “That’s Chat Noir’s civilian identity. I’m just a normal girl with a normal life.”

He clung to the echo of her laugh, letting it fill him up with a hesitant sort of confidence he couldn’t resist testing.

“Aw, come on, mila—Ladybug,” he dared to say. “I’m sure there is nothing about you that isn’t special. Spots or no spots.”

“You’re wrong. I’m super normal. The normalest.”

“No way.

“Yes way! I bet—” She seemed to hesitate. “I bet I could sit behind you at school and you wouldn’t even notice me.”

“Lies,” Adrien said. “I would definitely notice.”

“Right. Well … um, wow, would you look at the time!” She let out a nervous laugh, glancing down at an invisible watch on her wrist. “I’d better be off. It was nice to love you, Adrien—I mean, nice to see you. Bug out!”

She spun on her heel, and without his permission, his hand shot out to stop her.

“Um,” he said, “do you—I mean … well, I still don’t get why you’re in disguise. Do you need help with something?”

“No! I mean, thanks, that’s okay, but I really need to … oh.” Her voice trailed off, mouth falling open.

“What is it?”

“I was going somewhere, but I guess now I don’t … need to.”

“What do you mean?”

She held his gaze, biting her lip, and then released a breath, her words spilling out in a rush. “I heard you and Lila were gonna have a photoshoot today, so I was going over there to, like, stake it out and stop her from whatever terrible thing she was planning. But I was worried that if I wasn’t suited up already I’d have to find a place to transform and that could take forever because do you even know how hard it is to find a decent hiding place in one of the biggest cities in Europe?”

“Well—”

“And by the time I hid and transformed and got back, who knows what kind of damage she could’ve done? So I was like, ‘Okay, I’ll just have to suit up beforehand so I’m ready for action at a moment’s notice.’ But there really isn’t much that can cover a whole supersuit, so I stole—borrowed—my mom’s coat and the hat she bought for her trip to Côte d'Azur last year because, I mean, she literally never wears it, and I was gonna put it right back when I was done, and I couldn’t use any of my hats because they don’t have a big enough brim to hide my mask. Because, like, even with sunglasses on you can still see it, so I thought I could just kind of, like, bow my head and it would be fine—”

“Ladybug—”

“—and of course Tik—my friend told me it wasn’t a good idea, but I just couldn’t let anything happen because I’m the only one who knows what Lila’s capable of. So I’m the only one who can stop her.”

At last, Ladybug paused, breathing heavily, looking flushed beneath her mask.

“This is about Lila?” Adrien asked. “What were you afraid she was gonna do?”

She was definitely blushing now, pink spilling out from under all her layers of disguise. “Well—I don’t know! She would think of something! She’s a liar. Or—I mean …” She breathed in, closing her eyes briefly. “She is at high risk for akumatization. Or getting others akumatized.”

Adrien nodded. “I know.”

“You—you do?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, I thought you did, at one point, but then you started doing all these photoshoots with her, and you guys seem pretty … friendly.” She made a face at the word, like it was something slimy and poisonous. “I mean, like, being all cuddly and couple-y and—like, if you’re dating Lila, that’s … that’s fine, I just have to, um, warn you that—”

“We’re not dating,” Adrien cut in. “We’re not even friends.”

“You’re not?”

“No,” he said firmly. “The photoshoots are my father’s idea, and I kind of let Lila do what she wants with them because, well, I made a deal with her.”

Ladybug frowned. “What kind of deal?”

“I told her I would do the shoots with her if she’d leave my friend Marinette alone. Lila got her expelled from school temporarily. She almost got her akumatized. It was terrible.”

“You … you did that?” Ladybug asked, sounding strangely distant. “You did that for Marinette?”

Adrien nodded. “She’s really important to me. I couldn’t let anything else happen to her. I mean, I hate having to hang around Lila and pretend to be her friend, but”—he shrugged—“it’s worth it. To keep Marinette safe.”

Ladybug appeared to be in some kind of daze. She wandered to the edge of the walkway, sinking down onto a bench.

“Is something wrong?” Adrien asked.

She shook her head slowly, taking in a deep breath. “That’s, um, really nice of you, Adrien.” A pause. “You’re a good friend.”

He sat down beside her. “You know Marinette, right?”

“Yeah,” Ladybug said. “Yeah, I know her.”

“Then please don’t tell her about this. I don’t want her to feel guilty or anything. She has enough on her plate already. She does so much, and she cares about people more than anyone I know, and I don’t want this to be one more thing for her to worry about, you know?”

“Right.”

Adrien pulled his lucky charm from the sack. “She’s the one who gave this to me. Maybe it’s silly, but I feel like it brings me good luck. I always carry it with me wherever I go. My Marinette lucky charm.”

“That’s …” She looked down, hiding her face under the brim of her hat. “That’s really sweet.”

“Maybe … maybe this is what made me run into you today. At least, I feel like it’s good luck to see you.” He paused, smile faltering. “But maybe it wasn’t so lucky for you that I, like, chased you down. Sorry about that.”

She raised her head. “No! I’m really glad we ran into each other. Maybe that thing is lucky after all.”

“But you don’t need luck anyway, huh? You’re Ladybug.”

She laughed, and for the first time, she leaned her head back, lifting her face to the sky. “Trust me. I need all the luck I can get.”

For a moment, they just sat there, watching the people passing by. It was strange, to sit side by side like this with Ladybug—exactly like he’d done a thousand times before, but nothing was the same. A bench instead of a rooftop. The street instead of the sky. And Paris, bustling all around them, instead of twinkling from below.

He liked it like this. (He liked it any way, with her.)

“So,” she said, “were you not actually supposed to have a photoshoot today?”

“I was, but it was canceled.”

“Oh? Why?”

“Because Lila has a huge zit.”

Ladybug’s eyes widened, and then she snorted as her face crumpled with laughter.

“I’m serious,” Adrien went on. “It’s enormous. Like, a category 5 disaster event.”

“You’re lying! They’d just cover it with makeup.”

“You can’t cover a geographical landmark with makeup,” Adrien said gravely.

Ladybug doubled over, clutching her sides as she howled. He laughed with her, feeling almost weightless with the thrill of it. He was laughing with his lady, without his mask. He’d made her laugh, and she knew it was him, and when she lifted her head again, the smile on her face (big, bright, beautiful, brilliant) was for him, Adrien Agreste, and no one else.

Finally, Ladybug straightened, nudging her sunglasses up on her nose to wipe at her eye.

“Wanna go out with me?” Adrien blurted.

She froze. “What?”

“I mean—sorry!” Adrien shook his head quickly. “I was on my way to a movie. And since you’re free now, and you’ve already got your disguise, I thought maybe you’d want to … come with me? Or—or not! I don’t mean to presume any—”

“Yes,” she said.

“Wait. Really?”

“Yes, I’d, um …” She brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. “I’d love to go with you.”

Warmth shot through him like a firecracker, and he felt his face split into a grin. “Great. I’ve always wanted to see a movie with Beach Vibes Sherlock Holmes.”

She laughed. “Lead the way, Mr. Perfect Disguise.”

#ml #miraculous #miraculous ladybug #ladrien #ml fanfics #mine #my fics

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foolnamedjoey · 6 months

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CRINGE FANFIC ROOMMATES AU BULLSHIT I MADE UNDER CUT THIS MAKES ME VERY EMBARRASSED WEHEHEH

IM VERYY NEW TO WRITING PLEASE BE NICE UGHRUSGFJKN

Amy walks out of her bedroom and stops in the kitchen where Sonic and Silver are sitting at the table with papers, history books, and Sonic’s pile of chip bags and soda cans.

“Sonic, Silver! Just so you know me and Shade are going downtown. A new shopping center opened up!” Amy declares, smiling.

“Huh? Is that why Shadow woke up at 5 in the morning?” Silver asks.

“Don’t remind me. Also, you guys didn’t invite me?” Sonic says, leaning his head forward, clearly joking.

“Oh please. You hate shopping.” Amy laughs.

“Aaah, you caught me.” Sonic dramatically sighs and leans back in his chair.

Silver snickers and Amy rolls her eyes and smiles.

“Anyway– where’s Shadow? We’re leaving in a few.” Amy asks.

“Eh, bathroom.” Sonic shrugs and leans back forward to snag a soda.

Amy walks past Sonic and Silver to the hallway.

“Shadow?” Amy calls out.

Shadow responds, “What.”

Amy walks down the hallway and stops at the bathroom entrance.

“What are you doing?” Amy asks, leaning on the door frame and smiling.

Shadow stays silent and stares at Amy as a curling iron starts burning his quills.

Amy looks confused for a moment “Shadow! The iron!” Shadow fumbles with the curling iron and drops it in the sink.

“Damn it.” Shadow curses. Amy laughs and walks over next to Shadow.

“C’mon, we’re leaving soon. Let me help.” “You really don’t have to, Rose.” “I insist.”

Shadow rolls his eyes as Amy grabs a brush to brush Shadow’s fur out.

“Soo- why’d you wake up at 5am?” Amy asks as she brushes Shadow’s head.

“To get ready.” Shadow says bluntly, and Amy lets out a soft laugh.

“Sure, but you can’t possibly be spending hours getting ready! Not even Silver takes that long!”

Shadow chuckles, and Amy puts the brush down and hands Shadow his jacket.

“I just care more about what I look like more than Silver.” Shadow says, taking his jacket back and putting it on.

“But he has white fur! It’s so much easier cleaning your black fur compared to his white.”

“Well.. I also have skin care and dye to do.” Shadow mumbles.

As the conversation continues, Shadow and Amy start walking back to the kitchen.

“That stuff’s your’s?! No-way, I thought that was someone else’s!” Amy laughs and pokes Shadow’s side.

Shadow waves Amy’s hand away and grabs one of Sonic’s chip bags. “Like who? Sonic with his unkempt quills? I think not!”

Sonic tries to grab the bag before Shadow, but fails and scowls. “Hey!” Sonic yells.

Shadow chuckles, “Calm down, you know it’s true.”

Silver looks up from his paper to Shadow. “I think Sonic’s quills are pretty well-kempt.”

Shadow sighs and walks to the living room. “Not a word, Silver.”

Amy grabs a soda and sits down on the couch in the living room.

“I mean- well-kept.” Silver corrects.

“Pft. Thank you, Silver. At least someone respects me…” Sonic says in a dramatic teasing way.

“Who said I respect you?” Silver asks.

Amy chokes on her soda and laughs. “Alright- okay- see you later guys. Shadow, c’mon.”

Shadow and Amy wave goodbye to Sonic and Silver. They wave back and as soon as the door shuts Sonic looks over at Silver. “C’mon man, you did me that dirty?” Sonic raises his hands in question. “Well I don’t respect you!” Silver says, smiling. “Shut-up!” Sonic laughs and shoves Silver’s shoulder.

#Edit: i'm too embarrassed to respond to comments sorry #GOD IM CRINGE #I CANT WAIT FOR AO3 #I WANNA BE SILLY *NOW*#sonic #sonic the hedgehog #sth #shadow #shadow the hedgehog #sonic au #silver #silver the hedgehog #amy rose #sonic fanfiction

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andreaheartscats · 9 months

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Sally Face Headcanons

TW: mention of dr#gs (weed) / ed/ sh.

please read this with your responsibility, if you are sensetive to any of these subjects / or struggling with any of this, please do seek out for help/ or dm me!! :)

more ANGST and SAD headcanons because my feelings got hurt AGAIN!! and guess what?! by the same person!! YAY LIFE IS SO FUN!! but anyways i hope you guys enjoy this one and i hope it makes you cry (im joking-)

× Sal would often have panic attacks and when he has them he just pets gizmo and cuddle him. (i think its canon that he got gizmo for something like this? im not sure)

× when Larrys head gets too much for him, he would go up in his treehous and just smoke some weed se his head could relax and quiet down.

× Ash struggles with eating food since shes been body shamed before in her life and once she finally lost weight people started treating her like a person but she developed and eating disorder and has bad relationship with food.

× sometimes Larry and Sal would go together to the treehouse to smoke without saying a word to eachother since both of them eaither had a bad day or their head is just full of shit and they want to relax, so they just go together and smoke till they dont feel a thing.

× Travis tried hurting himself and since his dad beats him up no one even noticed which made him feel even worse and sad so he kept on doing it.

× Travis was once smoking cigs behind the school and Larry caught him but instead of making fun of him and arguing with Travis he just joined him since both of them had a rough day. Surprisingly they talked a little without fighting.

× the reason why Larry hates Travis so much ks because once when they were younger, him and Travis used to be close friends and hangout a lot as kids. But once they grew older and Travis's dad startes beating him, Travis grew distant from Larry and they stopped being friends. This made Larry furious since his dad did the same thing as Travis. Left him.

× the reason why Ash wears long sleeves / gloves is because she used to hurt herself. She did stop but the scars didnt really fade and she was ashemd of them so she covers them up with clothes or accessorys.

#sally face #fiction #video games #fanfic #sal fisher #larry johnson #ashley campbell #headcanon #x reader #i love sally face #travis phelps #angst #sad #angst sally face headcanons #angst headcanons

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lilymaybank · 4 months

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the crush

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(not my images)

warnings: nsfw , fighting

pls lmk to fix any mistakes this is my first time writing on this app! (the end is a little rushed and a mess im sorry😭 the next one will be better tho)

I take any requests!

part 2?

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you and jj haven’t ever gotten along. he sees you as john b’s annoying little sister, at least that’s what you think anyway.

jj would always come over to your place after school with john b, they would mess around and make jokes. you would always wanna hang out with them but they would always brush you off.

when jb wasn’t around he would crack little jokes to you, smiling when you giggled at them.

when john b and jj would have little fights jj would come to you for help, and lie next to you in your bed. you didn’t know it, but he wished he could kiss you all over and cuddle you all night.

the few times you went to the château sarah and kie would gossip with you about the boys, one time jb was listening , putting his ear up to the door listening to what you girls were giggling about. you were telling sarah and kie about your crush on one of the boys. but who?

“obviously it’s not john b, sooo then jj or pope?” kie questioned and giggled

“omg!! who is it y/n??” sarah asked

your face turned red. john b was still listening, jj staring at him with a raised eyebrow questioning what he was doing.

john b shushed him and continued listening

“jj” you lightly said, covering your face

sarah and kie gasped

“oh my gosh” sarah said giggling

“they’re so perfect for each other!” kie said

john b covered his mouth and stepped away from the door

“shit.” he said under his breath

“what?” JJ asked

“dude. my sister likes someone.” john b said

“oh.” jj said, a little disappointed

“who tho’?” he asked

“I can’t tell you” john b sighed

“cmon bro. don’t be like that” jj said, clearly annoyed

“You’ll find out eventually” john b said

jj flipped him off and went to grab a beer from the fridge

you stepped outside of the room to catch a breather, you were so embarrassed.

you had liked jj for years, even though you were sure he hated you.

you saw jj popping the lid off a fresh beer. you both had locked eyes for a minute, but you got shy and looked away. he didn’t say anything and just sat down on the couch with pope, who had been watching tv.

sarah and kie were still talking about you and j.

john b was on the porch, watching the waves on the beach.

you grabbed a drink and head back into the room with sarah and kie. they had been planning how you would confess to jj.

they yelped out saying “you have to confess to him!”

you shushed them and said “are you crazy?! no way! he hates me!”

jj overheard and walked in

“who are you ladies talking about?”

you turned to him and your face turned bright red

“no one!” sarah giggled

you looked at your feet and played with your fingers, embarrassed as hell. you wished he would leave the room as soon as possible, but you also wished he would stay in there forever with you.

“just a mystery man y/n likes.” kie laughed

you pinched kie and shushed her

jj smiled, looked at you and said “ah, I see.”

he walked out and shut the door behind him

your thoughts were spiraling, did he know? what if he was fooling with you? what if-?

sarah could tell that stressed you out, she patted your back “hey why don’t we relax on the beach!”

you, sarah, and kie sunbathed whilst pope, still laying on the couch in the château asked jj “who do you think it is?”

jj, annoyingly replied “who knows. I just teased her about it earlier but it’s probably just some rando .”

when you came back in , still wearing your bikini top and some tiny jean shorts jj looked at you up and down, admiring your beautiful features and he blushed

eventually, you caught him staring and he immediately broke eye contact pretending to watch tv.

later that night, you, kie, and pope were in the living room playing a board game. you guys heard sarah and john b being loud as always

you and kie pretended to throw up and laughed

but you didn’t expect to hear jj. in his room right next to you moaning so loud.

you and kie stared at each other shocked, pope asked “what? it’s just jj being jj as always”

you shushed him and listened to jj, you put your ear to the wall to hear better and you heard him. his slurred speech lightly whimpering your name.

“y/n…” he panted

“fuck y/n. I’m gonna cum inside your tight little pussy.”

you ran outside in embarrassment, trying to catch your breath and calm yourself down

you built up the courage to walk into his room a while later, making sure he was finished with… that.

“hey y/n, what’s up?” he said, laying on his bed with just grey sweatpants on

you blushed, embarrassed about what you were about to say.

“next time be a little quieter please..” you fidgeted with your hands

his cheeks turned red “oh.. um. what all did you hear?”

you looked up at him “everything.” you giggled

“shit.” he broke eye contact

“well princess, do you want to make my dreams come true?”

you blushed, not knowing what to say

“hmmm?” he teased

you nodded your head yes

“that’s my girl. now c’mere princess .”

you sat next to him on the bed and he pulled you on his lap and he put his knee in between your thighs

he cupped your ass and squeezed, leaving you to let out a little moan. You could see through his pants his massive bulge, so you grinded on it a little leaving him to moan into your neck. he sucked on it and bit it.

“oh shittt” he said

“what?”

“I just gave you the biggest hickey, your brother is gonna kill me.”

you giggled and pushed him down, he giggled and said

“not so shy now are you, princess?”

you giggled and took down his pants, until john b walked into the room.

“what. the. fuck.”

“aw shit.” JJ sighed

“john b! this isn’t what it looks like!” you froze

“god damnit jj. why are you fucking my little sister.”

“I couldn’t resist man.”

“jj what the fuck is wrong with you?”

jj got up “bro. just because she’s your sister doesn’t mean she’s off limits”

“yes that’s exactly what it means you asshole!” he pushed him

jj threw a punch while kie overheard and tried to stop them

in the end.. let’s just say jj was knocked out against the wall with a bloody nose and a bloody lip.

you ran to him and started shaking him begging him to wake up. “Please wake up j. Please!”

he coughed and opened his eyes

“jj!” you kissed him “are you okay?”

“im fine princess im fine.” he said

you grabbed the small first aid kit in the bathroom and brought it to him, cleaning and patching up his wounds

“thank you beautiful.” he kissed you “im sorry for doing that, you shouldn’t have seen it.”

“it’s fine j! Im just glad you’re okay.”

#jj maybank #jj maybank imagine #jj obx #jj maybank smut #outer banks

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k9iriz · 1 year

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𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭.

𝘯𝘦𝘺𝘮𝘢𝘳/𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘧𝘦𝘮! 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺, 𝘯𝘦𝘺𝘮𝘢𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘢𝘥, 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 + 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘹

𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙚𝙮𝙢𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙖 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩, 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙙𝙚

(very nasty, if you ain’t nasty, don’t @ me! + the poorly translated english)

“i fucking hate you.” i growled under my breath, shaking my head at how calm he is after he just straight up played me in my face.

another female? just giggling and smiling all up in his face, just plain up enjoying it, after mostly ignoring me whole night…

i got something for his ass.

i mostly held it over his head all night.

(slight flashback)

neymar’s teammates surrounded him as they all laughed about the game that they just recently won, making me roll my eyes.

i took it apon myself to introduce myself..

i walked up to them as i fake smiled at the woman, making me want to punch her dead in the face.

“hi! im maria. your name?” she asked.

“get out my face.” i spat, as her eyes went wide, making neymar sigh.

“ney…can we go?” i whispered to him before she interrupted again

“princesa, para. agora não.” neymar warned under his breath. (princess stop. not now.)

“ney can we finish this conversation please?” maria asked, like it was important…

what???

“sim... me dê um segundo.” he nodded her way before he pulled my hand aside. (yes, just give me second.)

“amor, estou ocupado agora. íamos sair em alguns. seja paciente minutos, ok?” neymar pleaded as i looked up at him, frowning. (love, im busy right now. were gonna leave in a few. be patient, okay?)

i huffed and nodded before i sat down at the table, getting irritated at her walking back up to him again.

a few minutes later…

i texted his phone, knowing i was ready to go, blowing him up. ‘im ready to fucking go.’

ney : por que princesa? are u okay? is something wrong? (why, princess?)

me: i don’t even wanna talk about it. im ready to go, ney.

ney : we will leave in a few minutes, promise.

soon as i left it on read, i huffed at how many people at his reserved table were surrounding me, trying to talk to me, me just fake smiling hoping they would get the message that i didn’t wanna be bothered, the long ‘few’ minutes took 30 damn minutes.

me being fed up, i called neymar’s phone, him looking at it, before excusing himself to go outside, his voice awnsered the phone.

“h-” before he could even start, i stood outside of the event, sitting on the bench at by the parking lot, cold as ever.

“what happened to a few fucking minutes?” i rudely spat in the phone, wanting out of this place, the more that female pranced around him and his teammates, making conversations with them, and HIM? pissed me off to fucking oblivion.

“eu sinto muito amor. fiquei em contato com a imprensa e minha equipe respondendo a perguntas e outras coisas.” neymar explained, feeling bad. (im sorry love. i got caught up with the press & my team still awsnering questions and stuff.)

“please, you’ve been talking to that bitch, that’s had your attention all evening? but not paying attention to me? was that bitch apart of the press? hm?” i smartly remarked in the phone, rolling my eyes.

“im sorry for not paying attention to you, amor. but…drop the attitude. i said i was sorry.” neymar huffed, running his hand down his face.

“and where are you anyways?” neymar asked.

“don’t fucking worry about it, you weren’t worried about me earlier while you were up smiling in that bitch face, right?” you protested.

neymar grew fustrated with me the whole entire time i was ranting.

“oh but ‘drop the attitude’? kiss my ass, ney. go continue to laugh in her fucking face, im fine.” i spat in the phone before hanging up, i was looking for an available uber around town.

neymar was embarrassed, mad and furious that i would think those things, i sure did.

the attitude all night, and purposely hanging up and leaving him on seen for the next hour, as he was trying to look for him, was the last straw.

literally.

he left the event early, finding us outside.

he wasted no time, yanking my arm towards the car as my heels clicked against the concrete, trying to catch up with him.

i yelped once he got in the car, starting it as he didn’t bother to open my door, making me mentally roll my eyes.

the car ride was so quiet, but the energy throughout…it was tense…very.

“i don’t even know why i even rode with you, shoulda taken a fucking uber.” rolling my eyes as looked at him, before i looked out the window…taking in at how fine he looked…while pissed.

he barely gets mad but…this time, he looked very mad.

maybe i am just acting out for attention…

“i fucking hate you.” i spat one last time, folding my arms as i sat in that same position, until we got home.

he plainly got out and slammed the door, as my mouth hung open, getting out as i trailed behind him, slamming the car door as i he let me in the house first, me humming insults under my breath before pushing me on the couch, making me yelp once again.

“what the fuck, ney?” i yelled at him, as he towered me, as his stare burned holes inside of me as i refused to stare up at him.

“now look at me. ive put up with this bullshit attitude from you all damn night y/n & the smart ass comments you’ve made all night.” neymar spoke, looking at me before i huffed.

“well if you-” i almost began before his hand made it around my jaw, forcing me to look at him, flooding my panties.

“shut up.” neymar let go as i got turned on by the minute.

i was taken back tho…did he just?-

“what did i tell you before we left earlier? hm?” he asked, me moving my head to the side, rolling my eyes, he hated that.

“don’t make a scene…” i spoke lowly.

“exactly. and what the fuck did you do?” neymar growled.

“it was for a reason-” i almost said before he threw me over his shoulder, making me punch at his back to ‘put me down!’ or either cussing him out once again the whole way upstairs.

i was thrown on the bed before i scooted back, sitting up.

“come here.” neymar pointed at the edge of the bed, causing me to say ‘no’ under my breath as his hand gripped my ankle, unstrapping my heels as i stared at the whole interaction.

neymar placed me over his knee before his hand grazed my backside, easily sliding up my dress to access it, before harshly smacking it, making me moan out by pure accident, before biting down on my lip.

i missed his touch really…maybe i got what i needed & what i wanted in the end.

i squirmed in his lap as he slapped my ass again, leaving a light handprint, making me yelp again.

“neyyyy…” i whined, biting down on my lip, feeling myself become undone in his hands, my attitude left so quickly.

“i thought u hated me earlier? fuck me? hm.” neymar chuckled, before slapping my ass once again, i was eating all those words from earlier.

“im sorry…” i whined again, jolting forward from the hard slap, before neymar smirked before sliding my panties aside, rubbing my swollen bundle of nerves.

“for what?” neymar looked down at me, feeling my body tense up at his cold fingertips touching it.

“f-for causing a s-scene…” i softly moaned, feeling one of his fingers slide inside of me, causing a gasp to spill out.

“and?” neymar smirked, plunging his finger in out of my wetness before smoothly curving it

“oh fuck, ney!” i moaned loud enough for him to hear, as moved his finger around, adding another one.

i was fucking losing it.

“don’t go quiet now…” neymar yanked a handful of my hair, making me gasp, making his lips touch my ear.

“talk.” his voice huskily spoke in my hear, as i felt my legs shake.

“a-and talking back.” i felt my mouth spill wide as his fingers sped up, hitting my spot so easily as my moans got louder.

“good fucking girl…don’t you even think about it.” neymar warned, slapping my ass before yanking my hair again as he felt me clench around his fingers as he abused my spot over and over again…

lord the pleasure i felt on my end made me feel…euphoric.

“i c-can’t hold it…please? uhhh fuck.” i whimpered, feeling myself sprew out tears of the overstimulation that he applied on me.

he pulled his fingers out of my wetness before i groaned, almost about to cuss him out before he placed a nice arch in my back..running his tatted hand down it.

“shut up and arch it for me.” neymar said before i did what he said.

lord…what did my mouth just get me into?

“you know i love you and only you, amor?” neymar sweet talked me, feeling his lips trail down my shoulderblade, all the way down to my middle back.

“y-yes…” i bit my lip, he wanted not to only punish me, but show me what was his, and he wanted me to get just that message.

“so why we’re you so worried about her?” neymar kissed my ear, trailing more of them down my neck, feeling a moan spill out.

i felt my nerves tingle, before i felt my eyes roll back at how much my body was going through at once.

“hm?” neymar bit down on my back a bit, making me stuff my face in the pillow above me.

before i could speak, i felt myself scream at him filling me up with all of it, making me clench on the pillow, my grip wasn’t untightening anytime soon.

his hands rubbing all down my love handles and backside as his strokes got rougher and faster, making my mouth fly open as my body jolted forward with every stroke he gave me.

“neyyyy!” i pratically screamed in the pillow as his strokes proved how mad he was still at me…just purely killing my insides.

“say it again.” neymar groaned, slapping my ass once again, before pulling my hair all the way back, his index finger and thumb gripping my jaw, forcing me to keep my eyes on him.

“say it…say my name for everybody to fucking hear it.” neymar growled to me, as my moans were struggling to come out, just pure squealing sounds.

“papiii! im s-sorry! oh my goddd.” i screamed out as i looked at him, as he whispered sweet nothings to me, degrading me every chance he got, with some praise as well.

“damn right you’re sorry.” neymar brung his second hand around my neck as he stared down at all my love faces, and watched me become undone in his hands.

“right there! oouuu im gonna c-cum!” i whimpered, struggling to get out as my eyes rolled back as my eyes fluttered closed.

“fuck, fuck, fuck yes…yes, yes yes!” i chanted under my breath…

“you wanna cum? huh slut?” neymar smirked, slowly grinding his hips against mines, as i felt a shallow scream release my throat, before nodding my head ‘yes’ fastly.

“beg for it. show me you deserve to cum, princesa.” he whispered to me as i hunched forward, my lash coming off as he his strokes slowed down, as i pushed back, fucking him back slowly as he watched every move i made.

“i rubbed myself as the side of my face was pushed in the mattress feeling myself cry louder. “ouu shit, baby!” i moaned before my muscles relaxed, making my mess as i breathed out.

out of nowhere, he flipped me over, towering me as my legs were put on his shoulders, gripping the sheets besides me.

he was not done.

“oh!-” gripping the sheets for more leverage as the skin clapping got louder, i felt every inch again and again with every stroke, felt like heaven.

“i love you, amor.” neymar groaned, feeling himself get close to his peak as well, slapping my ass again, before caressing.

“who’s is it?” neymar asked, throwing his head back as he felt me clench around him again, as i bent my knees back, holding the back of them before his hand made in contact with my neck, feeling my eyes come into contact with him…

he looked so fucking fine.

“y-yours…it’s all yours papi.” i moaned in encouragement, biting my lip before his strokes got more sloppier.

“y/n…” he called out, before he placed his hands besides my head, feeling his strokes roughen as they came to a stop as he groaned loudly before releasing inside of me.

“open.” neymar demanded as i opened my mouth, before he spit in it, grabbing my neck as he sloppily kissed me, making me moan in the process. nasty.

“i love you, amor.” neymar spoke against my neck, making me smile.

“i love you too.” i weakly smiled, he wore me out.

(how did i do? 😩) love y’all and im backk!

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