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sunkissed-zegras · 14 hours

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𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒 / 𝐖𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐎 ─ PB⁵

౨ৎ ─ summary | request! -> "paige with teammate!reader? it’d be soo cute i think" | you and paige were best friends on and off the court, and after an exhilarating win you spend the time together, relishing in the win (and each other)

─ word count | 2.7k

─ warnings | mention of drinking/partying, slightly suggestive, just idiots who are in love with one another, touchy paige (obvs), slightly oblivious reader, energy drink abuse 🤑, lots of teasing/banter, confession that turns into ... A SWEET KISS DUHHH

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─ ev's notes | i hope y'all enjoyed, this may a little too fast-paced but i would totally be down to writing a whole full-fleshed out fic on just this concept cus it's so cute! anyway, enjoy!

"THERE IS NO WAY we're gonna drink right now," Azzi yawned as she leaned back into the hotel bed.

You and Paige exchanged glances before laughing, your expressions both mirroring one another. You were both still high off of the win, you weren't sure how everyone was up right now screaming with excitement. But there was still some exhaustion lingering in Paige's expression ─ of course you didn't blame her, she'd played the entire time.

The whole team was downstairs celebrating right now but the three of you decided to take a short break and go back to Azzi's room to relax. That 'short' break turned into fifteen minutes and then now, it's been almost forty.

"I'm gonna go to bed," Azzi continued.

You groaned dramatically as you rolled your eyes. "Oh come on, Azzi."

Before Paige could join you, Azzi gave you both a pointed look. You realized that there was no way either of you could convince her to come back downstairs so you just sighed. You and Paige glanced at each other again before she gestured to get up and the both of you got up from Azzi's bed.

You got up and made your way to the door while Paige followed behind you. "So, we gonna go back downstairs or..."

"My room?" Paige's eyebrows raised as you gave her a grin and nodded. Paige's hand instinctively found a place on the small of your back as she began leading you to her room.

As she led you to her room, you couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement mixed with a tinge of nervousness. Sure, you and Paige had been close friends for years, but there was always an underlying tension between you, something unspoken yet very noticable.

Once inside Paige's room, she closed the door behind you with a soft click. The room was dimly lit, the only source of light coming from the bedside lamp casting a warm glow across the room.

Paige didn't waste any time, she crashed into the bed with a thud and an exhausted groan as you let out a small laugh. "I'm so sore," she groaned as you joined her on the bed.

She glanced up to meet your gaze with a smile. "How tired are you, from like... one to ten?"

"Maybe like... a six?" You responded as you leaned back on the headboard. "Why?"

"Just wanted to make sure you won't fall asleep, like last time." Paige teased as you rolled your eyes.

"That was one time!" You you protested with a playful swat at Paige's arm. "And I was exhausted from the bus ride, you can't blame me for dozing off."

Paige chuckled as she sat up and scooted closer to you. "Sure, sure. We'll just have to make sure tonight is more exciting than whatever boring movie we were watching last time."

"Yeah well, I don't think I'm falling asleep. I had like, three redbulls." You mention casually as Paige's jaw drops slightly.

"Dude, that's so bad for you." Paige's expression was filled with concern but she couldn't help the amusement in her tone. "Jeez, you're gonna have a heart attack right here, on my bed."

You shrugged nonchalantly, a smirk playing at the corners of your lips. "It's worth it for the win, don't you think?"

Paige chuckled, shaking her head in amusement. "You're crazy, you know that?"

"Yeah, but you love me anyway," you teased, nudging her playfully with your elbow.

Paige's laughter filled the room, warm and infectious. "Yeah, yeah, I guess I do," she admitted with a smile, her eyes softening as she looked at you.

You noticed how her gaze lingered on your features for far longer than any friend would have and you definitely didn't miss the way she wet her lips as she looked away. Your stomach flipped and you felt yourself begin to feel warm, you had no idea why little things like that made your heart race and your breath catch in your throat.

Was it just the adrenaline from the game, or was there something more?

"Have you showered yet?" Paige asked, seemingly out of nowhere as you laughed at her randomness.

"Yeah, right after the game. Did you?"

Paige sighed as she leaned back into the bed, a yawn escaping her lips. "I did but only my body, I haven't washed my hair. I wanna shower but I also wanna stay here, with you."

"Well you can do both," you replied as Paige's smirk widened. You quickly rolled your eyes as a blush began to appear on your face. "Not like that, I meant you can shower and then I'll just hang out in your room."

"Or you can come in the bathroom with me," Paige got up from the bed. "So we can talk and stuff, just look away when I'm naked."

You couldn't help but laugh at Paige's suggestion, the blush on your cheeks deepening at the thought of being so close to her in such an intimate setting.

"Are you sure about that?" you teased, trying to hide your nerves behind a playful tone.

Paige shrugged nonchalantly. "Why not? It's not like we haven't seen each other naked before."

You chuckled nervously, you couldn't argue with that logic. Your cheeks flush at the memory of the countless times you and Paige had shared changing rooms or gone swimming together.

After years of friendship, there were few boundaries left between you and Paige. Still, the idea of being alone with her in the warm confines of the bathroom sent a rush of nervousness through you.

"Yeah, but this is different," you pointed out, feeling a flutter of excitement mixed with nervousness at the prospect.

Paige's smile softened, and she reached out to gently squeeze your hand. "It's okay, I promise I won't make it weird. We're just two friends hanging out, right?"

"Fine, okay." You sighed as you let Paige pull you into the bathroom. You quickly faced the door as Paige ran the water to the hottest temperature.

As Paige stepped into the shower, you took a seat on the closed toilet lid, trying your best to keep your gaze averted as she began to lather up her hair. You kept your gaze fixed firmly on the door, trying to ignore the tantalizing temptation of stealing a glance at Paige. I mean, if she was in your situation, she definitely wouldn't have hid her ultimate glimpse.

Paige's voice broke through your thoughts, pulling you back to the present moment. "So, how's your shoulder feeling after the game?"

You blinked, grateful for the distraction. "Oh, it's not too bad," you replied. You had injured your shoulder at practice a couple weeks ago and it didn't hurt too bad anymore, Paige was just being over-protective.

Paige nodded, her movements becoming more relaxed. "That's good. I almost lost my shit when that girl hit your shoulder, I thought she hurt you or something."

You laughed as you shook your head. "I know, I could tell. It got us a foul shot, didn't it?"

Paige chuckled, a hint of relief evident in her voice. "I know, a win's a win. I'm glad it didn't hurt too bad, though. I would've killed her if she got you even more injured,"

You grinned at Paige's protective streak, appreciating the fierce loyalty she had always shown you. "I don't doubt it for a second,"

"Good cus I would've, trust me." Paige joked as she finished up her shower and stepped out, causing you to shut your eyes. Paige laughed as she rolled your eyes at your dramatics.

"Alright, drama queen," Paige teased, reaching for a towel to dry off. "You can open your eyes now."

You both made your way out of the bathroom, you got on the bed with a thud as Paige began to get dressed. You kept your eyes on the phone screen, ignoring Paige's laughter. After she'd gotten dressed, she put on her glasses on got into bed.

You felt the mattress shift as Paige settled in beside you, her warmth radiating against your side. You finally tore your gaze away from your phone screen, unable to resist the urge to sneak a glance at her. She looked effortlessly beautiful, her hair still slightly damp from the shower, her glasses perched on her nose.

"You played good tonight," Paige spoke as she smiled contently at you. This moment felt really intimate, the dimmed lights and the warmth of being so close to Paige. "And you looked so damn good," her tone was amused but you didn't miss the slightly serious undertone beneath her words.

"Thanks," your voice was soft as you returned her smile, feeling a warmth spread through you at her compliment. "You were amazing out there too but I'm sure you don't need me to tell you."

Paige's smile widened at your words, a hint of color rising to her cheeks. "Well, it wouldn't hurt," she joked as you let out a chuckle. "But seriously, though," she continued, her gaze locking with yours, "you looked incredible tonight. I couldn't take my eyes off you."

Your heart skipped a beat at Paige's words, it was rare for her to be so openly affectionate and genuine, and yet here she was, laying her feelings bare for you to see.

Before you could gather your thoughts, Paige continued. "I'm proud of you, genuinely. Tonight was just kind of like..." she paused, unsure of how to say it. "I don't know, but I just admire you a lot. In more ways than one."

"What do you mean?" Your voice came out quiet and slightly breathless as your heart raced.

Paige laughed nervously. "I don't know, I've always thought you were really pretty. And super funny, you always match my vibe. You took care of me when I was injured and even in my worst moments I never felt like you were against me. I like being around you and like... it's different than with KK or Ice or anyone else on the team, or anyone else I know."

"Am I... uh, making you uncomfortable?" Paige spoke after a pause.

You took a moment to process Paige's words, feeling a whirlwind of emotions swirling within you. Her confession caught you off guard, but at the same time, it filled you with a sense of ease.

"No, God, no. Not at all," you reassured her quickly, your voice soft, reaching out to gently squeeze her hand. "I'm just... I'm really glad you feel that way. Because I feel the same, you know? Being around you, it's like... it's like being home."

If this was any other moment or any other person, you'd be cringing at that. But that was the honest-to-God truth and the only way you could possibly explain how she makes you feel.

Paige's gaze softened, a hint of relief flickering in her eyes. "Really?"

You nodded, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "Yeah, really. You're one of the most incredible people I know, Paige. And... I'm just really grateful to have you in my life."

"I've been meaning to tell you that for a while now," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I was scared of how you'd react. I didn't want to ruin our friendship or make things weird between us, especially with the team and all."

"Me too, I don't know when I started liking you like that but when I realized it, I was like 'oh shit'." You joked as you let out a nervous laugh, trying to lighten the mood.

Paige's lips curled into a grin, laughing along with you. "Yeah, 'oh shit' pretty much sums it up,"

There was a moment of silence for a couple seconds as you glanced back at Paige, feeling the weight of the moment. You'd just confessed your feelings for the girl you'd liked since... well, since the moment you'd met her, basically.

"So, what now?" You whispered as you broke the silence, feeling her gaze on you.

Paige's gaze softened as she met your eyes, a tender smile playing at her lips. She took your hand in her lap, pulling you closer. You mirrored her smile as her hand moved up to cup your cheek, you felt your breath hitch as her gaze moved down to your lips.

In that moment, time seemed to slow down as Paige's touch sent a rush of warmth coursing through you. You couldn't tear your eyes away from hers, the intensity of the moment holding you captive.

"We take things one step at a time," Paige whispered, her voice barely above a murmur, yet it echoed in the quiet space between you. "And right now, I want to be here with you."

Paige's gaze flickered up to meet yours, her eyes dark with emotion. "Is this okay?

You nodded, your heart pounding in your chest. "More than okay," you whispered, your voice barely audible above the pounding of your heart.

Paige leaned in closer, her breath mingling with yours as she closed the distance between you. The touch of her lips against yours was soft and careful, it felt like time slowed down. She pulled you even closer as you let her explore your mouth, letting a pleased noise.

You melted into the kiss, feeling a surge of emotion swell within you as Paige's warmth enveloped you in a comforting embrace. It was as if everything you had ever felt for her, every longing and desire, was finally being realized in one single, perfect moment.

Time seemed to stand still as you lost yourself in the sweetness of the kiss, the world around you fading away as you surrendered to the overwhelming rush of excitement coursing through you.

You were too enveloped in the kiss to hear the hotel room open, the only thing either you felt was the weight of one another.

"Oh shit!" KK's voice made you two pull away from each other as quickly as you could, your eyes wide as you caught your breath. Ice quickly followed behind her, looking confused until she took in the scene in front of her.

You and Paige scrambled to compose yourselves, cheeks flushed and hearts racing as you exchanged glances. KK stood in front of the bed, her eyes wide with surprise but her lips curved into a smirk, while Ice stared at the two of you with a mixture of confusion and amusement.

"You owe me 50$ dollars," Ice blurted as she looked back at KK, a smile on her face.

"Shit, yeah. I should've listened to you and Aubrey." KK rolled her eyes as you and Paige exchanged confused looks.

"What are you talking about?" You asked, a note of confusion in your voice.

"We made a bet on whether you two would finally admit your feelings for each other tonight," Ice explained, her tone amused. "KK said that you guys would confess to each other later but me and Aubrey could tell, tonight would be the night."

Paige's eyebrows shot up in surprise, her lips forming an 'o' of realization. "Wait, you guys were betting on us?" she exclaimed, annoyance in her tone.

KK chuckled, nodding. "Uh, yeah. It wasn't like you guys hid it very well."

"Paige had the worst case of heart eyes I've ever seen... like ever," Ice added, unable to suppress a smirk. "I mean, it was practically written all over her face every time she looked at you."

Paige's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but she couldn't suppress a smirk at Ice's teasing. "Can you blame me? Have you seen her?"

Your cheeks flushed as you averted from their gaze, feeling a mix of embarrassment and flattery at Paige's words. You couldn't help but feel a rush of warmth spread through you at her compliment, even as you tried to conceal your blush.

Ice and KK exchanged amused glances, their smiles widening at the banter between you and Paige. "Well, I think it's safe to say the feeling's mutual," KK remarked with a grin.

You glanced back at Paige, feeling a surge of affection for her as you met her gaze.

"I take either cash or Apple Pay, your choice." Ice glanced at KK as she groaned, taking out her wallet. But your gaze didn't falter from Paige as her hand found yours under the blanket, squeezing it.

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aahsoka · 3 months

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torn between going up to my bfs house to surprise him and watch a movie with him in person instead of online tonight or if that would just make him feel stressed

#im like ok this is what I would want if this situation happened to me #but what does he want. idk the man is an anxious mess #hed be like oh no i have to feed u or oh no u need to be doing ur homework or whatever .#i could pickup food on the way 🤔#im just thinking about it like he only lives an hour away that was really nothing when i lived in wyoming #wed drive three hours to places on a saturday and back home all the time #it is a busy time for him work wise so i dont usually stay over bc we wouldnt get to see each other #but like we are gonna take a break to watch a movie Anyways . why not in person #jordan talks #someone help me out here should i just do it lmfao #tbf i havent even started sketching my project thats due tuesday .

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bakupom · 7 months

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𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲 - 𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 ↣ bakugo becomes sleepy and asks you to shave his face for him.

𝐰/𝐜 ↣ 0.5k

𝐚/𝐧 ↣ this is a repost from my old account! i'm moving blogs lol

“hey, come to the bathroom real quick” you read from your phone after receiving a text from bakugou. you sighed and got out of bakugou’s cozy bed, heading for the bathroom to see what he wanted.

“what do you want katsuki? you were supposed to come back to your room like 10 minutes ago so we could watch a movie.” you huffed as you walked into the bathroom and were greeted by bakugou who was only wearing a towel around his waist.

“stop being such a brat, it didn’t even take that long. anyways, i called you in here because i need your help.” he declared.

“YOU need MY help? the world is ending.” you joked while giggling to yourself.

“oh just shut up” bakugou grumbled while holding back a smile. without any warning, he wrapped his hands around your waist and hoisted you up onto the bathroom counter.

“are you trying to fuc—”

“don’t.” bakugou quickly said before you even got to finish your sentence. “shave my face.” he continued while handing you a razor and shaving cream.

“and you couldn’t do this yourself because…?” you laughed while grabbing the supplies from him.

“i like it when you do it. plus, i’m tired” he stated simply.

“fine you manchild. first, let’s swap positions” you said while stepping down from the counter.

“why? you won’t be able to reach me from there” he questioned confusedly while complying nonetheless.

“so i can do this” you said before getting back up to sit on his lap while wrapping your legs around him.

“so damn clingy” bakugou said in fake annoyance while trying to hide the blush creeping upon his face.

“you know you love it” you said before you both landed into a comfortable silence while you shaved his stubble. looking up at him, you saw him already staring at you.

“why are you staring at me you creep?” you joked while breaking the silence.

“because you’re so beautiful” bakugou freely complimented you without holding back or throwing in an insult.

“that’s how i know you’re tired” you laughed.

“am i not allowed to compliment my girlfriend? i should’ve just called you ugly” he said while yawning and nuzzling his head into your chest as he wrapped his arms around your body.

“katsu get off, you’re getting shaving cream on me! i have one more spot left.” you said while trying to free yourself from his grip.

“no. i’m tired. we’re going to bed now.” he mumbled before lifting himself up with you still on him and carrying you both to his bed.

reaching his room, he plopped you down on his bed and you looked at him with a scowl on your face.

“why are you looking at me like that?” he questioned, not laying down until you answered him.

“you got shaving cream all over my shirt.”

“stop whining, you know you can wear one of mine.” he sighed while handing you an oversized shirt from his closet.

“yay!” you cheered while swapping your shirts.

“let’s go to sleep now” he sighed in relief as he entered the warmth of his bed and immediately wrapped his arms around your waist with you facing him.

“katsuki?” you said softly while stroking his face gently.

“hmm?” we hummed while nuzzling his face further into your hands.

“you know you’re going to have one patch of hair left on your face and you’re gonna look like an idiot, right?”

“go to hell”

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evera-era · 8 months

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heal me.

there’s a new medic in town, and ellie williams is about to find out who she is.

ellie williams x fem!reader, pt 2 here

warnings: fluff, mention of cuts/wounds, medical setting, suggestive themes. wc 1.3k

a/n: first time writing an ellie fic! if this does well i might post a second + third part <3

Ellie hated anything to do with doctors. She could take care of herself perfectly fine, she swears. But Dina witnessed her earning a nasty gash during a patrol, and wouldn’t shut up about it unless she got it checked out.

Word was that there was a new medic in town. Ellie’s pretty sure she’s seen you around Jackson. Walking around in those dumb white clothes, tending to everyone who needed you.

You’ve seen her too. Sneaking glances anytime you could. I mean, Ellie was pretty, and it was no big deal, right?

That is, until a flash of auburn hair ducks into the med clinic, and you nearly jump out of your skin.

Ellie clears her throat. “Uh… you guys are pretty much done for the night, right?”

She’s hoping you would say yes so she could just go back home and rest. Watch a movie, maybe. Have everyone fuck off and leave her alone.

You nod, clicking your pen, when you notice her clutching her side. “But I’ve got time for one more.”

You were on call, anyway, so your shift was never really over.

Fuck, she thinks. Ellie has always had trouble asking for help. She could take care of herself just fine. It didn’t help that you were so nice — nauseatingly so — but she figures that’s why you’re the town medic and she’s not.

“Follow me,” You add, motioning her over to the first room on the left. Even though meds were hard to come by, bandages were plentiful, and you weren’t gonna pass up the opportunity to tend to your crush.

Totally innocent crush.

“So, what was it?” You ask, eyes scanning over the girl as she takes a place on the edge of the hospital bed.

“Some fuckers we ran into, lone group. Nothing too serious... think they were looking to steal shit.” Ellie mutters. “But one took a swing at me and I fell on something sharp. My friend’s been bugging me to come here, get it checked out.”

Your conversation pauses as you take her vitals. Everything is in a normal range.

“The group…” You break the silence, looking down. “Are they a concern?”

“They’re gone, if that’s what you’re asking.”

You felt a light blush rise on your cheeks. Ellie was so strong, and brave. It showed, even in the way she just talks about her patrols.

You flit your eyes back up, trying to refocus. “So can I see? The wound?”

“Oh. Right.” Ellie’s fingers dip down to grab the hem of her shirt, and pull up. For a moment, you only see her toned stomach. You try not to get distracted.

Then you see the bandage under her ribcage.

Your fingers are gentle when they graze over the gauze. It’s a barrier, but Ellie swears it’s like you’re touching her directly. You move to peel it off of her.

Ellie absentmindedly sucks her breath in through her teeth. You whisper a small apology.

“It’s not… bad right?” She says after a moment. “I mean, I’ve had worse.”

She made a mental note to get onto Dina. This whole thing made her look like a fucking pussy.

“I’m sure you have,” You smile meekly, examining the cut. “No… not bad.”

After washing off your hands, you pull up a chair in front of Ellie. She watches you carefully as you sigh.

“Won’t need stitches, and no signs of infection.” You add. “But I can at least disinfect it and send you off with some new dressing.”

“I mean, it’s fine, I can—“

“No, let me.” You say quickly, cutting off her retort. “You’re already here, right?”

Ellie opens her mouth, then closes it. You had a point. She merely nods instead.

You reach down for the bucket of clean water. When you come back up, you notice Ellie has removed her shirt completely. The only thing clinging to her upper body is a flimsy sports bra.

“Oh,” You all but whisper accidentally.

“Hm?”

“Nothing.”

The rag becomes stained as you wipe the area. A few swishes, and the water in the bucket has turned a cloudy mahogany.

“So… your friend,” You add. “Was it Dina?”

Ellie raises her eyebrows slightly. “Uh, yeah. Yeah.”

“She must really care about you.” You say quietly. It takes Ellie a moment to realize what you’re implying. She’s quick to answer.

“Oh, yeah. Not like that anymore, though. It’s… just friends now.”

You take that as confirmation that their relationship ended. And even though in a way you were happy to find out Ellie is now single, it would be rude not to apologize.

“Oh.” You mumble. “Sorry.”

She looks down. “It’s cool.”

You disinfect the wound with some alcohol before applying new dressing with gentle fingertips. You smile up at the brunette.

“Good as new.”

She feels herself smiling back. She wants to kick herself; she didn’t even wanna be here in the first place. But now it doesn’t feel like a mistake after all.

“Thanks,” She says. Her gaze has softened.

You grab something out of the cabinet. Ellie realizes it’s fresh bandages when you outstretch your hand to her.

“So, just… use these. Every couple hours, change it out, till it scabs over. If you ever need more you know where to get it.”

Ellie knows this. But she realizes that she likes hearing you talk, so she thinks of something else to ask.

“Uh, and how do I know what to look for? If I have an infection?”

“Oh,” You say. “Here, lay back. I’ll show you.”

Something about the way you’re hovering over Ellie has her stomach fluttering. You were so tentative. Why hadn’t she tried to talk to you sooner?

“Gotta check it everytime you change your dressing. If it smells weird, or feels hot…”

Your fingers trace over her body yet again. Her eyes are stuck on you, the way your hair falls into your face. The way your lips move to explain everything. Not to mention how soft your skin felt on hers.

She thought the whole “hot nurse” trope was something that only happened in movies. It was pretty clear now that she was wrong.

“Got it?”

“What?”

Shit. She wasn’t listening.

“Do you get it now?” You repeat, looking down at Ellie.

She blinks before propping herself up with her elbows. “Uh… yeah. Think so.”

You smile again, leaning back so you’re no longer positioned over her. You take your place against the counter.

Ellie didn’t hear a word. But she’ll make the effort now to be extra gentle with herself, because of you. If that’s worth anything.

Silence fills the room once again as Ellie pulls her shirt back over her head. You sneak in one last glimpse before she’s fully clothed.

“If something changes you can always come back and see me.” You add with a breathy laugh. “I’m in here, like, all the time.”

“Oh yeah?” She asks, looking up at you. “I’ll have to stop by again sometime, then.”

Your heart skips a beat. Is she trying to flirt with you? No, it’s probably nothing.

You clear your throat. “Hopefully not under these circumstances.”

“Right,” She says. Her eyes widen as she realized she’s extended her stay. “I’ll, um… I’ll go. Get out of your hair.”

Ellie’s never used that expression before. She nearly facepalms. So stupid.

But then you laugh a little, and it’s such a beautiful sound when it hits her ears.

“I don’t mind.” You add bashfully. “But… you need to rest and get better. Go back to kicking ass, all that stuff.”

Ellie feels her face wanting to turn red again. You were so sappy, and shameless with it. She wasn’t used to this kind of attention, really. She didn’t think people like you even existed at all anymore.

She merely hums, unable to find the right words to say. If she sticks around any longer, she might actually develop feelings for you as if she hasn’t already. So she opts to bid you goodbye.

“Well… see you around.”

You nod, watching her head for the door. You hold the clipboard to your chest in an effort to soften your heartbeat.

“Night, Ellie.”

— part two

#ellie williams #ellie x fem reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x y/n #tlou2 fanfic #ellie tlou2 #the last of us

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tinkerbelle05 · 8 months

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What are you hiding?

Characters: Jaime Reyes x GN!reader

Genre: Angst

Summary: (Requested) “x reader that figure out jaime’s blue beetle.” thanks for the reqs, I hope you like it! @tacorei

Warnings: arguments, spoilers for the Blue Beetle movie, thoughts of cheating, reckless behavior

Jaime have been off for some weeks now, you’ve noticed. He was always showing up late for date nights and hangouts, he’s always talking to himself, and just looks out of it.

You understood, he's been going through a lot recently. With his house burning to the ground and his father still in the hospital, you allowed him understanding and grace. He has a lot on his plate so he’s allowed to be weird and difficult, and you promised yourself you wouldn’t give him a tough time about it.

He was there by you when your grandpa passed and you were a mess. You still are, at times.

That being said though, you’ve been standing out of a restaurant that he suggested y’all go to for an hour. You kept texting him, asking when he’s going to come, and he keeps saying he’s “almost there” and “around the block”.

Which is a bold face lie, and you hated be lied to. He knew that and he still did it anyway. And it wasn’t even a good one at that.

“I’m sorry, I’m so, so sorry,” Jaime ran up to you, holding a bouquet of crumbled-up flowers. “This for you!” His smile dimmed when he saw the state they were in though.

“Gee, thanks,” you replied dryly and walked off. You were annoyed with him. This was the 3rd time he showed up late, looking disgruntled this week. How could he not even have the decency to look somewhat put together if he’s gonna be this late. It was ridiculous.

While you walked away, you laughed bitterly to yourself, “Really thought you found the one, huh?”

“Wait, wait up!” Jaime yelled and ran after you. He looked like he cared that he was late.

You stopped walking to lean on a building, your legs were aching from all of the standing you’ve did. Jaime finally caught up to you. Your back was to him and thankfully he didn’t try to come closer to you. At least he knew boundaries.

“Listen, I’m so, so sorry. Something came up at work and I had to stay late. Really, I’m sorry. I will make it up to you. We could go back to your place, order food, binge the fast and furious movies?” He rattled off an apology.

You couldn’t see him but you can hear how desperate he was in his voice. He wanted to make it right but you don’t know if he could.

“Jaime, this dinner was supposed to be the apology and make up dinner. You know, for bailing on me last time?” You replied to him and tried to keep the tears at bay. You wouldn’t cry, you wouldn’t cry.

This is when he came closer to you, your back was still to him but You can smell his cologne. And you saw his shadow on the pavement.

“I know, I know,” he whispered softly. “I fucked up but-”

And you turned sharply around to finally face him, “Yes, yes. I know Jaime Reyes is busy at his job. Busy, busy, busy. God, what are you? Batman’s new sidekick or something?”

The outburst made Jaime take a few steps back and held up his hands in a surrender stance,“…What? Um, how…how did you know?!”

You tilted your head, confused by what he meant. “Um, know what Jaime? Are you hiding something from me?” You walked closer to him, backing up into a corner. “Is this why you’ve been distant lately? What’s up?”

He panicked, you saw the sweat dripping on his forehead and watched as he played with his hands. Something was up but he wouldn’t tell you. He probably never will.

“Oh, uh nothing. Don't worry about it,” he stammered.

You back away from him, “Well fine, if you want to be like that then. I think…that we should take a break.”

That got him out of his daze, he instantly closed the gap you made between eachother, “What? No, no, no. We don’t have to…you don’t have to do that. We..we’re fine. I’m just busy but-”

“That’s the point, Jaime,” you interrupted him. “You’re always busy, and that’s fine. But maybe you should focus on your work and y’know not lying to me.”

“I’m not lying!” He protested.

“So why were you all jumpy when I made that Batman joke then?” You asked.

“That? I….I said that was nothing. It…”

You shook your head and started back away again, “For someone who lies a lot, you are horrendously bad at it. Bye, Jaime.”

You ignored Jaime for a week. Every text message and phone call. Eventually though, he stopped trying to contact you. Which was a relief, you felt your resolve slipping everytime Jaime’s photo contact appeared on your phone.

It was one of those 0.5 pictures. You took at as revenge for the hundreds he took of you. You remember him being salty about that photo being his contact.

But in the meantime, you went down a rabbit hole of superhero lore. Jaime’s reaction to your snarky comment got you thinking, could Jaime be one?

Your immediate reaction was hell no. But when you started to mull over it, in a crooked way it sorta made sense. For example, Jaime’s behavior has been strange and he’s been looking disgruntled for a while. He has gotten a new job as an intern for Kord but it wasn’t that demanding. Your cousin had the same job and she wasn’t like well how Jaime was.

I mean, you were worried every time he was late or something. Of course, the obvious is, what if he's cheating on you? However, Jaime was many things but he’s not cheater.

So if he really is the Blue Beetle, well you saw his fights on the internet. They looked rough, and if that's him, then maybe you could help.

And maybe he’s looking all tired and being late to a lot of stuff is because he’s moonlighting as a vigilante. Through some digging you made a time line of sorts.

And…it just scares you. Not knowing.

There were some evidence to support your theory. For example, when Jaime’s house caught on fire, many people said Kord and Blue Beetle (the city’s new superhero) was sighted. Kord and the Blue Beetle were some how connected, you saw articles on that.

And around Blue Beetle’s appearance was when Jaime started acting differently. You know this rationale was being held together with glue and a hope that you could at least know where Jaime is.

But how would you even get him to admit it? If he was Blue Beetle. You walked away from and told you wanted a break, and still didn’t confess to it. And all of his texts messages weren’t alluding that he’s Blue Beetle.

Maybe…no, no, that’s dumb. But could Does it work? You think it can, you hoped it can. The Blue Beetle could fly, so if you jumped off the roof then Jamie would have no choice but to transform.

Or call the cops to retrieve your dead body.

The confidence you had in your room began to slowly chipped away as you climbed to your apartment building's roof. Your legs began to shake and your heart was beating faster than before.

But you guessed that's where the "curiosity killed the cat" quote came from. You called Jaime earlier to meet you at the rooftop to talk, he was clearly confused by the location but considering this was the first time you responded to him in weeks, he didn't reject it.

The warm air was blowing in your face when you finally reached up there, Jaime's back was turned to you.

He turned around to face you, "Hey..." He didn't move to come closer to you, just stood in his place, looking at you with those soft brown eyes.

God, he's so pretty.

And liar.

And probably a superhero.

You will find out today though.

"Hey, Jaime. How have you been?" you asked him, sheepishly.

God, why was this so awkward?

He closes the distance between you two, "Um, yeah I've been good. Could've been better, though. You?"

You scratched the back of your neck, "Yeah, I've been good too. But, um, I wanted to talk to you about something. About us." You stepped even closer to Jaime, lowering your voice to a whisper, "I know your secret, Jaime."

Jaime took a few steps backward, a shocked look on his face, "Uh what secret? What are you talking about? Is…is this shout the superhero thing? I thought you wanted to talk about us?"

"This is about us, Jaime! I know everything, why can't you just admit it already?!" your voice getting louder with each word.

You didn't want it to be like this but fine. You walked past Jaime, walking closer to the railing of the roof. You heard him running after you, panicked "Wait" and "What are you doing?" flew from his mouth.

You turned around to face him, "If you don't tell me the truth right now, I'll jump right now! I know you are Blue Beetle, Jaime."

Your declaration left Jaime speechless, all he could do was close and open his mouth repeatedly. "I...okay just get...get down okay? You're scaring me. I am not Blue Beetle, alright? You're just tired, that's all."

"You're lying to me! You keep lying and I'm sick of it! I'm not stupid or crazy, Jaime. There are too many coincidences for it to not make sense. It's not like I'll tell anyone. I just want to know.”

You could see that Jaime looked conflicted, his eyes kept darting back and forth.

Fine, if he wants it to be difficult, then you can make it difficult. You took a deep breath, closed your eyes, and fell. You prayed and prayed that Jaime was Blue Beetle because if he wasn't...

You heard Jaime scream your name and leaped after you. You saw with your own very eyes, Jaime transforming, the black and blue suit covered his skin completely, almost like the suit was his second skin.

Now Jaime was flying, with the help of blasters, instead of falling with you. He grabbed a hold of you before you could hit the ground, he held on to you tightly. Like you were grains of sand or sugar, ready to slip through his fingers at any moment without much notice.

He flew you back to the rooftop and sat you on the ground, before crushing you into a bear hug. You could practically feel his heart beating through his chest and could hear him taking deep breaths to calm himself down.

You couldn’t blame him, you were in shock too. Your boyfriend (?) was freaking Blue Beetle! I mean you had your suspicions for weeks, and your murder board led you to the conclusion that he was Blue Beetle.

But seeing it before you very eyes was completely different though. You were right! You trusted your gut and you were correct.

But that means that Jaime lied to you. To your face, for weeks. Even when your on the edge of a building, he wouldn’t even admit it!

You pushed him away, glaring up at him and saw him glaring at you with an equally furious expression.

“What is wrong with you?! How could you do something so stupid, so reckless?!” he screamed at you.

His words, though true, offended you nonetheless. And you returned it with the same energy.

“Well, I wouldn't have to do any of that if you would’ve just told me in the first place! But instead, all you did was lie, lie, and lie!” you argued back.

He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration, “I was just trying to protect you! This…this life is dangerous, and I…I just wanted to protect you.”

Your anger disappeared when you heard how broken he sounded, saw how distraught he looked. His cheeks were tear-streaked and his eyes were puffy.

“I…I just don't want to lose you,” he admitted.

Seeing him like this, it made your chest hurt. Felt like it was collapsing onto it self. You wanted to hug him, kiss his tears away.

But those feelings didn’t stop the burning anger you feel. God, this was messy. It would’ve been so much easier if he was as angry as you were. You felt like kicking a puppy while it was already down.

“Jaime, being honest is protecting me. How can you not get that? How do you think it feels when you just run off in the middle of our dates? Or when you come late to them, looking frazzled? Or when you just flat out cancel on them last minute with vague explanations as to why. I didn’t know what was going on with you, and that worried me. If you told me you were Blue Beetle, I would have some comfort of knowing where you are. How can you honestly not get that?”

You took a deep breath after letting out that confession. You didn’t exactly mean to say all of that, you would have preferred to have that conversation once you both have calmed down a bit more.

And maybe not on the roof top in the middle of night as well.

Jaime was confused by your confession, “What? So..this wasn’t because you thought I was cheating?”

“Oh Jaime for the love of God, no! I know you, you aren't a cheater. It was because it scared me. I mean, how would you feel if I just disappeared all the time?!” you were back to screaming in his face with just plain annoyance now.

He had a look of understanding now, on his face. He lets out a soft “oh” and then the silence stretched in between you both as he looked everywhere but you.

God, when this become such a mess.

“Um,” Jaime cleared his throat, “So…what do you wanna do? About this? Us?”

“I…I don’t know Jaime,” you muttered. “But it’s getting late and I have work tomorrow.”

Jaime nodded but you could tell that’s not what he wanted to hear, and you didn’t either. But, maybe more space was what you two needed right now.

You watched him shot up into the sky and until he became a small dot, no different from the stars.

This was longer than expected. My bad lol

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yuan4i · 8 months

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05. salty lips

"lynetteee! scara and i brought some microwave popcorn for the movie!" you said, handing her the box of orville redenbacher microwave popcorn. thanks; my brother’s currently out with his friends, so there won’t be any disturbances." she said, taking the box and gesturing for you and scaramouche to sit on the couch. "what movie should we start with?" "spirited away!! it’s scara’s favorite!" you beamed. "we watched it several times still; we always end up crying haha-" before you could finish, your boyfriend interrupted you by shoving popcorn in your mouth. "just… shut up and watch the movie, he said, looking away, flustered.

[11:30 "it’s almost night. leave before it gets dark."] "ngh, haku’s so hot." "yn, i’m literally right here."

[49:24 "but it’s strange. i remembered yours… go ahead, eat, you must be hungry."] "THE WAY THAT HAKU SPOKE TO CHIRIO AAAH!! i want a man like that, you gushed. "i talk to you that way…" your boyfriend pouted. every time you two watch this movie, you always fan about haku. "not gonna lie, scara, you kind of do sound like haku." lynette said. "omg yeah!! he totally does!"

[1:22:04 haku! stop, go away! scrat scrat! haku! it’s you, right?"] "uwahhh chihiro’s so cute... her running to haku makes my heart melt." you sighed. "yeah, HAKU and CHIHIRO are basically canon. they like EACH OTHER." scaramouche reminded you. "sheesh, you didn’t need to break my heart like that…" "wait, i thought haku and chihiro were siblings…" "WAIT THEY ARE?? LYNETTE EXPLAIN?"

[1:58:38 "can we meet again?" "i’m sure." "promise?" "promise."] "this part always gets me…" you started tearing up. "haku promised her…" your boyfriend started to get emotional too. "i’ll get the tissues…"

after you and scaramouche finished crying, you three made a new batch of popcorn. "howl’s moving castel next? i think you two will feel better by the end of it…" lynette suggested picking up the remote. truthfully, neither you nor scaramouche have watched howl’s moving castle yet. you two were planning on watching it last week, but you two got busy, and then when you both were free, an argument between you two struck. "yeah, let’s watch it." your boyfriend agreed.

[7:02 "that’s my girl."] "he’s like... really hot… but yn, don’t even. i know what you’re going to say." the indigo-haired male said before you could say anything. how could you not though? this hot, flirty blonde appeared on the screen, and he even had a soothing voice! "he’s everything, scara, you don’t under-" "lynette! i’m home! and why does it smell like popcorn?" the front door opened, revealing lynette’s brother, lyney.

"oh! i didn’t expect there to be guests over at our dorm.” lyney introduced himself to you and scaramouche. "welcome home, lyney... how come you’re home so early? i thought you had plans with your friends…?" lynette asked, pausing the movie. "aether had to go early because he was getting tutored or something, so we all decided to go home... anyways, what are you guys watching?"

now, you four were sitting on the couch. four of you squished together with you, and lynette jammed in the middle. scara beside you, and lyney on the other side of the couch, beside lynette. "howl’s so charming, you said. "haha, yn, you must really like him?" lyney asked you. "yeah! he’s so kind. not to mention, he looks great with both blonde and black hair." lyney smiled at your response; he loved seeing you happy and hearing you talk. in fact, the sound of your voice soothed him. scaramouche eyed you and lyney’s interactions, then suddenly clung onto you. "ynnnn, i’m getting sleepy... wake me up when the movie’s done, okay?" he asked, yawning, then placed a gentle kiss on your lips. his lips were soft but salty from the popcorn, and you couldn’t remember the last time you two kissed. "yeah! sure, night night, scara, see you soon." you cooed as he leaned onto you.

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lyney x reader SYNOPSIS you’re at a bar, drinking your heart out after another having a feud with your boyfriend of 2 years. you later stop at your friend’s house to stay the night but… the one who opens the door isn’t her but instead, her brother…?

notes : not sure if you guys remember, but in the last chapter for notes i mentioned that i met a cute guy!! well now i got his number and i've been talking to him daily 💕💕 the only problem is... i'm scared his best friend likes him and i don't wanna interfere LOL anyways, sorry for updating soso late! i've been busy with school </3

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wonusdoll · 9 months

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FLOWERS • PJS

Synopsis: Jisungs a hopeless romantic and gets jealous easily

Content: fluff! cavity inducing fluff so fluffy i wanna cry

pairing: Childhood Bestfriend!Jisung x reader

notes+ WHY DOES NOBODY WRITE FOR JISUNGGGG i had to take matters into my own hands so here you go :D this was originally gonna contain smut but i couldnt help myself with the fluff anyways, enjoy!!

You and Jisung weren't always friends. When your mom introduced her best friends second grader son, 4th grade you didn't mind. Until he started playing with your stuff, jumping on your bed, stealing your snacks, and blaming you on things he did and getting you in trouble.

Naturally, you started resenting him, dreading when he would come over, and chose to ignore him at school, finding it embarrassing whenever he would go over to you and your friends at the playground and ask to play with them. your friends found him cute, but you, you hated him.

Going into your middle school years, he slowly got more tolerable. He started understanding boundaries but still was the same annoying little kid.

In some point of time, Jisung turned from an annoying little kid who yelled and cried all the time to one of your closest friends. And then when he finally started high school, you guys started hanging out willingly, without his mom forcing him to go over.

Some days you would catch him in your living room watching tv with your dog, or accidentally walking in on him showering in your bathroom, or in your kitchen making ramen. Sometimes he would bring his friends over to your house. You honestly didn't mind that much as long as they never broke anything, or disturbed her in any way, which jisung made sure never happened.

"Jisung?? That you??" You yelled from the top of the stairs after hearing feet shuffling and the front door opening and closing. The two of you made plans to watch horror movies and have a sleepover to celebrate the new season of autumn.

"Nope!" Jisung yelled back, making you go downstairs with a grin. But you immediately furrowed your brows and bit your inner cheek, upon seeing 6 other people. you knew them, jisung would bring them around sometimes but you didn’t know them.

"Jisung, whats going on?"

He grinned annoyingly cutely back and held up some convenience store bags up and nodded towards his friends, "They wanted to hang out but my mom banned us from the house after last time.”

You scoff and look at him like he was crazy, "What- are you kidding me?" You say just above a whisper, flickering your eyes between him and the guys behind him, "I thought we were gonna hang out?? You didn't even ask if it was okay to bring them over? if you wanted to hang out with them instead you should've just told me."

With a smirk, jisung was much closer than you remember him being, he tucked a few stray strands of your hand back, "I'm sorry princess i should have asked, hm? If we're too much of a bother we'll quiet down okay?" He pulled away and looked into your eyes, pleading and begging for uou to say yes.

You mask your flustered state with a sigh and wiping your face with your hand as if annoyed.

"Fine, whatever, just— leave me alone im gonna go study" you warn making him grin and ruffle your hair, juxtaposing his previous act. He's called you princess numerous times before, even when you guys were kids but in that tone, that voice, and devilish smile, it felt different.

You wanted to tell him off for joking around with you like that, making you feel that way. It was something you always felt around him but maybe it was his perfectly messy hair, his oversized hoodie making him look so comfy, his soft plump lips, or his hand in your hair, or the name he called you, but the feeling became overwhelmingly strong, like when a candles been burning for hours and slowly the fire grows bigger and it fills the whole room with its pleasant fumes.

You hung around with them for a bit when you took a break from studying because you couldn't focus. but the reason you couldnt focus was sitting right across from you on the couch, sending lingering glances everybody noticed.

When he catches your gaze you turn away with a light blush but when you catch his, he doesnt shy away, keeping eye contact with you with a look in his eye that you couldnt read for the first time.

In the time you got to formally meet his best friends, you surprisingly got along with all of them. Huang Renjun was the one who stuck out the most out of the 7, other than Jisung who kept eyes on you the whole time.

You got to have a one on one conversation with Renjun about each others favorite music artists, which were quite similar, and art itself. You were already interested in art but with the knowledge and story telling Renjun excitedly provided made you want to learn more. So you guys planned a hang out the next day to an art museum Renjun was fond and familiar with.

You posted the day out with him on your story with Art Deco - Lana Del Rey in the background.

Jisung always made sure to heart and reply to your story even if it was as simple as an ootd, but this time he didn't. You furrowed your brows and looked at the views and there he was, also active. You tried texting him regularly but you were left on delivered until 7 hours later but all you got was a

"sorry lol"

It hurt your feelings, you couldn't lie. So you texted him again not even 5 seconds later.

"too busy being active to answer? lmfao"

He leaves it on read for a few minutes before replying

"too busy hanging out with renjun? yk we all made plans tgt”

You scoff at his attitude

"whats your problem?? it was HIS choice to hang out with ME. not like you wanted to."

"chill out i just wanted them to meet you, didn't know you were gonna be all over them tho"

"fuck you."

You threw your phone at the end of the bed and hug your pillow against your chest as tears welled up in your eyes. You didn't know why you were so affected by his words, usually you wouldn't even press him so much about not answering, and would just leave him alone but seeing him be so uninterested left a mark on you.

A few nights later you were watching a scary movie in the darkness of your living room when you heard knocks on your front door. you paused the movie to make sure it wasn't from the tv, and when they come again, you look at the time.

"Who's here at 11:30 at night" You whisper to yourself and cautiously approach the door.

Thunder suddenly struck making you whimper and jump back, but you decide to just rip the bandaid off, after all horror movies aren't real right?

"Jisung?!" You exclaim, seeing him standing there out in the pouring rain with his head down ashamed.

"Hey.."

You quickly let him in, taking his soaked coat off and telling him to wait while you get a towel.

He was silent while you scolded him for being out in the rain so late without so much as an umbrella.

He finally brung his hands from behind his back, revealing your favorite flowers in an articulated assorted bouquet wrapped in paper.

"Sorry if they're kind of ruined.. I ran all the way here" He sniffles and scratched his nape awkwardly.

You bite your lip remembering your last interaction, "You wanna tell me why?"

"I'm sorry y/n im so sorry im such a fucking loser and a coward for getting mad at you I never wanted to hurt you i just was so angry that you hung out with Renjun that i took it out on you without thinking and ive been trying to figure out how to apologize to you so i went to the flower shop like 10 times in the past 2 days because i wanted to get you flowers but you have 5 different favorite flowers so i got 5 different bouquets for you then realized that was too much so i just got one with 2 of your favorites but felt bad that i left out the other 3 so i got another one with all of them but they didn't look good so i spent the whole day learning how to make a bouquet to make it perfect for you then realized it was already night and thundering and you hate thunder so i ran all the way here and now they look horrible and ugly and-"

"JISUNG." You put a stop to his rant with a chuckle and put your hands on his pink dusted cheeks. He pants out and looks in your eyes to find any anger or disgust in them but you were smiling, "Hey its okay, i promise its okay," You take the flowers from his hands and bring them up to your face to smell them, "they're beautiful ji, seriously."

He takes another pan over your face to scan your expression to really make sure you weren't mad and one he realized that, he lets out the breath he was holding and chuckles, then laughs a bit harder.

You laugh along with him then card your fingers through his wet hair, "Did you really learn how to make a bouquet of flowers for me? And run all the way here in the rain?" You ask, softly now.

He smiles and takes your hand away to hold it instead, "Yeah.. you know i would swim across the whole ocean just to get these to you. Also whats wrong with learning a new skill, i always wanted to learn how to.. make assorted flowers.." He dryly chuckles at the end.

you could hear your heart thumping out of your chest when you feel the pressure of his eyes staring into your own, as if trying to answer a question he hasn't asked. so you ask your own.

"Jisung," You start making him nod, "Why were you so upset?" You ask, making you swallow thickly.

and suddenly you're hyper aware of everything going on, your breathing, your blinking, the rain and thunder, his facial expressions, his thumb caressing your hand.

Jisung doesnt answer for a second, trying to find the right words. His mouth was drying up, he opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out so he gulped.

He was now holding your hand with both of his hands, "I love you." he blurted, "I love you and Im selfish and only want you to myself, I just wanted to treasure you for my myself and not let other people see how amazing and perfect you are because i was scared you'd fall for them and forget about me so when i saw you were with renjun and saw how excited you were to talk to him and hang out with him i felt.. rejected? in a way? like he had something i didn't to make you feel that way. So i was sad and upset and jealous— god, i was so unbelievably jealous, and i know im not allowed to because we're only best friends and you're allowed to be friends and talk to anybody you want to but i just- i just didn't want you to notice anyone else, and leave me.."

He ended his rant with a sigh and closed his eyes shut, mentally preparing for you to laugh in his face and friend-zone him, but it never came.

When he opened his eyes you were just standing there, not saying anything, with a smile on your face.

You giggled as he looked at you with an expectant look.

“Okay.”

His brows furrowed and his hand started slipping from yours “That- thats it? Just okay? You couldn’t have let me down any better-“

“Okay, I wont leave you.”

His expression softened, watching as you laughed and hugged him tightly, burying your face in his chest, “Jisung park, I will never leave you and you can never leave me, if you do i’ll have to kill you.” You tried to threaten him but he just found you adorable, and picked you up in his arms.

You guys laughter filled the room, bouncing around the rooms, sounding almost louder than the rain and thunder.

Suddenly, your enemy turned into your bestfriend who turned into your lover. And you couldn’t have it any other way.

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jongseongsnudes · 4 months

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Dropping by to tell you how much I adored your Ni-ki's badboy trope fic. It is my favourite one to read of all time and I will definitely be coming back to read it. Just kind of sad that it's all over, manifesting 🙏🙏🙏 you write a similar one for him in the future 🙏🙏🙏🥹 Do you think you could write drabbles of somesort for it? i.e. The team begging Yn to get Ni-ki to do something for them cause he won't if they asked? That would be so cute but please ignore if you don't want to write it. Thank you for your hard work Cass 🙏🤍

awww thank youuuu 😭💖💖 i loved writing this trope for niki, i feel it fits him so well so our tsundere, badboy will be back in the future!

ill write a little something 😊💖 if anyone else has drabble ideas, send themmmmm

“why me?”

“who else but you mrs team captain!” taki shouts at you desperately, his hands pressed together in a praying motion, “it’s a saturdayyyyy! please help us, he will only listen to you and you know that!”

you both look over to the team captain who is standing by the sidelines, arms crossed, and already watching like a hawk over his team.

it was indeed a saturday and instead of going to the movies like you had wanted to do, niki organised a team practice, saying everyone needed to get back in shape for the upcoming season. the boy really worked hard when it came to football, you as his girlfriend knew that but come on... it was 8am on a saturday. no one wants to be here at the school oval.

“half the boys have dates today! i was gonna take eunji out,” taki nudges you a little, “don’t you want to go on a date today? it’s such a nice day... getting dressed up... holding hands with your boy... hugging... kissing...”

“say no more.”

and you were off on your way, a girl on a mission. niki may be tough but you knew exactly how to crack him.

“hi nishimura,” you say nonchalantly, your eyes on your phone like you were texting someone, “how long did you say practice was again?”

“well we can’t start practice if these little kids are just standing around wasting time!” he shouts a little louder for the rest of the team to hear before turning his gaze onto you, “why?”

“oh it’s nothing. you know how i wanted to go watch that new comedy today? well since you’re so busy, i’ll just go...” you smile sweetly, as if you didn’t have an ulterior motive, “with jj who also wanted to see it! anyway have fun practising! call me when you’re done.”

you had only turned to walk away when you felt a hand at your waist, pulling your body back into another. it’s obvious who it was so you had to fight back the urge to smile.

“so that’s who you’ve been texting the whole time? jj?” niki's tone is an octave lower as he mentions that name but it’s the deep chuckle that follows that tells you he’s unpleased.

“yeah! i’m gonna go home and change into that new dress i got, remember the one you picked?”

oh you were being so mean but you weren’t going to stop now, not when he looked like he was about to explode of anger.

“are you serious?”

“hm. if i didn’t know any better, i’d say this sounds like jealousy, niki.”

and you’ve hit the spot, calling him out on his jealousy that he always, always denied. even though everyone and their mothers knew how jealous niki could really get sometimes.

“hell yeah i am!” he suddenly shouts, gaining the attention of the team and definitely surprising you with the confession, “i bought that dress for you and you want to wear that out without me? of course i am jealous!”

“then come with me nishimura,” you finally break character, chuckling at how adorable he looked while throwing a tantrum. you reach up to pinch his cheeks, making the boy’s expression go softer instantly, “come on niki, it’s a saturday, let your poor team go have fun. don’t you want to go on a date with me?”

he thinks for a moment before leaning down to kiss you, his lips now curving into a smirk as he does. oh your poor heart. niki with a smirk? its a view you’ve always, always been weak for.

“you’re so cute thinking i fell for that miss class president, i heard you talking to taki,” the boy says with his usual smug grin and pinches your cheeks, “but since you put in so much effort to act, fine lets go on a date. you seem so desperate to have me to yourself anyway.”

“wh- what! i do not! whatever! you practice then, i don’t care!”

you try to push him away but the tall boy only hugs you harder. he’s now in a laughing fit while you turn to the field to get help from his team... but no one is there... the guys having ran off the moment they heard their team captain’s words.

but hey... at least you get to go on your date.

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harrywavycurly · 6 months

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Trouble Next Door Part 25: We’re Gonna Be Fine

Masterlist: here

TW: Mentions of cheating and divorce

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A/N: The slow burning has come to an end y’all can all breathe a little easier now✨

“Did you really just ring my doorbell?” “Uh yeah? It’s what people usually do when they arrive at someone’s house…it lets the owner of the home know they’re here…” “thanks smartass…I meant why didn’t you just come in like you normally do?” “Oh uhm…I just…I didn’t know if it was locked or not and…I know you watch too many of those true crime shows…that it would freak you out if you heard someone messing with your doorknob…” “Oh…right…well come on in dinner is in the over but I opened a bottle of wine if you’d like a glass?” “Sure…oh uh Dustin says hello..he’s going to call you tomorrow he said something about wanting to do a movie night this weekend.” “That would be fun…you have plans for this weekend?” “Not at the moment…” “well you do now…why are you just standing there? You can sit down you know? The couch won’t bite you in the ass or anything.” “I can’t do this.” “Can’t do what? Sit down? Do you have an ass tattoo that’s healing or something?” “What? No I don’t have a tattoo on my ass…I can’t do this…you and I…just acting like…like this isn’t the very fucking room that…that everything…changed in.” “Yeah..this is the room where I figured out my ex husband was cheating on me with my bestfriend’s wife.” “That’s not what I’m talking about…” “oh right…it’s the room that I decided I was actually done with him in..and signed all the dotted lines possible to make him my ex husband…right on that coffee table actually.” “That’s also not what-” “it’s also the room that Dustin told us he was going to college in…it’s the room Max told me she and Lucas were breaking up for good in…where Robin let me cry on her shoulder after telling her about Steve…it’s where you and I used to fall asleep in the middle of our horror movie nights and I’d wake up to the sound of someone dying…and it’s the room where just recently I decided everything is going to be okay…we’re gonna be fine.” “We’re gonna be fine?” “Yes.” “I don’t…I don’t know if we are…going to be fine…” “are you calling me a liar?” “What? No…no I’m just saying I’m not so sure you’re…right.” “So you’re saying I’m wrong?” “I’m saying you have the potential of being wrong…yes…because how…how can you say we are going to be fine when this…this doesn’t feel the same? It feels…weird.” “I can say we’re gonna be fine because…I’m in love with you Eddie.” “I’m sorry…what the fuck did you…did you just…say to me?” “Don’t be an asshole Edward James.” “Say it one more time please you know my hair blocks my hearing sometimes.” “I’m in love with you…I’m sorry it took me-” “Sorry sorry I didn’t mean to do that.” “You didn’t mean to kiss me?” “I mean…I didn’t mean to interrupt you…what were you saying?” “I honestly don’t remember…” “I do have that effect on people…causing momentary memory fogs…it’s just the power of the Munson charm…but it was something about taking you so long?” “Munson charm? Who’s been lying to you and telling you that you’re charming?” “Now who’s being an asshole?” “Anyway…I’m sorry it took me so long to realize how I felt…I just…wasn’t ready but if I’m being honest…I think these feelings have always been there I just didn’t want to lose you so…I didn’t say anything..and then Steve showed up.” “I get it…I really do…I love you…I don’t care how long it took us to get here…I’m just so fucking glad we’re here.” “I love you too…still think I have the potential of being wrong about us being fine?” “Yes…but only because we are going to be more than fine…we’re gonna be great.” “Was that supposed to be a moment where your Munson charm was supposed to make me all woozy and fall more in love with you?” “Did it work?” “No…now come on and help me finish dinner.” “Glad to see you being in love with me hasn’t made you lose your bossiness.” “You wouldn’t love me if I wasn’t exactly the way that I am.” “That’s true…”

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clemkruckinnie · 9 months

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pitseleh-d.lambert

chris calls you at exactly 130 in the morning.

you’d been awake, of course; your homework wasn’t gonna do itself, and you always found that you worked better at night anyway.

being best friends since middle school had always had it’s advantages. you two knew each other inside and out, and she’d never call you this late unless-

“something’s wrong.” you answer the phone, hearing booming music and a familiar voice trying to yell over it in the back.

“i hate that you already-“

“is that y/n???”

“give it-“

“i’m fine!”

it’s a very exasperated dalton on the other end, having seemingly wrestled chris’ phone away from her.

“hi, dalton.” you greet him. “can you give chris the phone?”

“no, i’m-chris, please!”

“he’s drunk and i can’t babysit anymore. can you please watch him and make sure he doesn’t asphyxiate?”

she cuts you off before you can object. “listen, you’re already gonna be awake most of the night. i know you. it’s something to do, at least—“

“okay.” you relent, shutting your laptop. “just get him here in one piece and i’ll take care of him.”

“i love you.” chris sighs, “like truly, genuinely, i will propose to you right now. cmon, dolphin-yes, we’re going to y/n’s—“

the call cuts off, and you flop against your bed, staring at your ceiling.

you’d opted to live off campus, working in the bookstore to pay for your apartment. it was small, and your neighbors were loud, and the walls were thin, but it was home.

chris would stay with you often before she started school, having been a year younger than you, wanting to get acclimated to the college town before she moved there. since she’d become friends with her roommate, he’d often join you two, rounding out your duo into a trio.

dalton was quiet, but kind, a talented artist with some unresolved trauma you’d never judge him for if he chose to divulge. you liked him, but it always felt like there was a wall up between you two, one he wanted to break through but couldn’t.

you’re jolted from your thoughts by a sharp knock at the door. standing up from the couch, you open the door, chris dragging dalton in by his hand.

“thank you so much.” she sighs, getting the door shut behind him as he flops down onto your couch.

“i feel fine.” dalton complains, “you don’t have to babysit me.”

“oh yes she does!” chris cuts him off. “you almost hurled twice on the way here, and i have work in the morning. i can’t keep you alive and sleep at the same time.”

“dal, it’s okay. i’ll get you a bowl, you can crash on the couch, we’ll put a movie on or something. it’ll be fun.” you assure him.

“go sleep.” you direct your attention to chris, “we’ll be okay.”

she leaves you with a quick hug and another thank you, promising to bring you your favorite takeout when she comes home from her shift tomorrow, and you’re left alone with a slowly sobering up dalton on your couch.

“you okay?” you ask him earnestly, wrapping your cardigan around yourself. “i can get you a blanket, or-“

“you’re okay. i’m just admiring the place.”

“you’ve been here before.”

“yeah, but i’ve never really looked at it.” dalton explains. “it’s..warm. i like it.”

you shrug. “i kind of just threw blankets and string lights up everywhere and kinda hoped for the best.”

he laughs, soft but bright, and your stomach flips in the best possible way.

“i only had like 2 shots, just so you know.” dalton explains. “chris is just-“

“worried.” you cut him off. “yeah, i know. she’s just like her mom. always concerned for everyone.”

dalton nods. “you two are close.”

“she’s like the one person who’s always been there for me.” you explain, joining him on the couch. “best friends since kindergarten and first grade.”

“i’m jealous.” dalton admits. “i never really made friends like that.”

you shrug. “i mean, we kinda adopted you.”

dalton shakes his head. “she’s my roommate. she just wants to be nice-“

“if she’s just being nice then why did she bring you over here?” you object. “she was worried about you, dalton, you don’t worry about people you don’t care about.”

dalton looks at you, taking in what you’d just told him.

“i don’t let people i don’t care about into my space, just so you know.” you add. “i’ve worked hard making this little shithole feel like home. you’re always welcome in it.”

dalton nods, not meeting your eyes.

“hey.” you grab his hand. “something’s up.”

he looks at you, big blue eyes staring through you, not at you.

“i don’t know how to do this.” dalton admits.

“do what?”

he pauses for a second, still looking at you. then, he brings your hand up to his cheek, holding your palm against his face.

“dalton-“

he leans in, kissing you in a way so gentle, so sweet that it would make your knees buckle had you been standing up.

when he pulls back, you open your eyes to his already staring at you, a world’s worth of emotion in them.

you smile, moving your other hand so you’re cradling his face, brushing his cheekbones with your thumbs.

you kiss him again, and feel the warmth he’d been talking about earlier spread through your chest.

#insidious #insidious the red door #dalton lambert #dalton lambert x reader

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strawberri-elixir · 6 months

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First Date Headcanons Pt. 2

Characters: Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, Toge Inumaki, Yuuta Okkotsu

Warnings: None.

A/N: I felt like I had to include part 2 to be able to include them in future headcanons (and cuz I really enjoy writing these-) THIS IS THE POLL WINNER BTW

ANYWAYS. ENJOY

Requests are coming up next ‼️‼️

First date: Amusement Park

𖤐 You asked him out first

𖤐 Because he’s so oblivious

𖤐 There was a local fair that came up yearly and you thought it would be a fun idea to ask Yuji out on a date

“Yuji!” You ran up to him before pulling him into a hug in front of his classmates “Are you free this weekend?”

“Huh? Yeah I am. Why?” He quickly reciprocated your hug.

“Let’s go to the fair!” You had a small blush on your face.

“Sure!” He happily accepted. He loved spending time with you and really wanted to go to the fair together.

“Great! It’s a date then. I’ll meet you at your house at noon!” You waved goodbye and walked off.

He waved back before turning back to his friends with a huge grin. “They’re such a great friend, aren’t they!”

They just looked at him dumbfounded. How could this boy be so oblivious?

𖤐 It wasn’t until right before you knocked on his door that he realized you asked him out romantically

𖤐 You offered a small smile and Yuji continued to struggle processing the information

𖤐 The two of you walked in silence towards the fair grounds

𖤐 It was the middle of autumn so it was getting quite chilly outside

𖤐 You thought you’d be okay so you left your gloves at home (You weren’t)

𖤐 But as you walked, you felt a warm hand encompass yours

𖤐 He was holding your hand

𖤐 The first thing he did when the two of you arrived was buy you your favourite hot drink

𖤐 You guys wandered around for a while, going on rides, taking pictures, and doing all the fun offered activities

𖤐 Eventually, you found yourself in the game area of the fair

𖤐 You found yourself staring at one of the prizes for a little longer than you would’ve liked to admit

𖤐 Yuji noticed and gave you a smirk

“Hey… let’s play a few games.”

𖤐 The two of you ended up blowing most of your money on those games

𖤐 And Yuji, having quite the immense amounts of physical power, ended up destroying winning most of the games

𖤐 You guys got kicked out after winning too many of the prizes

“Hey you two, we’re gonna have to ask you to leave. We’ve gotten a few complaints already about you guys winning too many of the games.” A security guard placed a hand on both of your shoulders.

“Is that even possible?” You look over to Yuji, who’s already looking back at you, suppressing a laugh.

“Well its never happened before, but that doesn’t mean you can’t be the first.” The guard chuckled. “Why don’t we buy you a hot chocolate or something and let you be on your way.”

“We’ll take you up on that.” You laugh.

𖤐 So, the two of you got your free hot chocolates and walked away with your prizes.

𖤐 And it was quite the haul

𖤐 Yuji won most of the brute force games but you managed to win a few of the luck based ones

𖤐 He walked you home and helped you organize them neatly in your room

𖤐 Since your date was cut short, you asked him to stay over and the two of you watched a movie instead

First date: Museum date

᯽ You had to ask him out first

᯽ The two of you had some very obvious pining going on between you since day one

᯽ He had been meaning to ask you out for a while, but would always fumble with his words

“Hey Megumi, how’s your day going?” You’re seated on the stairs, taking a break from sparing with Maki.

“Good.” He gave you a curt nod. “Speaking of… I have a question.”

“Oh? What’s up?” You flash a small smile.

He was done the moment he saw your smile. To him, it was the brightest thing, he would argue that it could rival the sun itself. Any and all attempts at asking you out just fizzled away.

He stood there in complete silence, staring at you. When he saw your smile morph into a look of confusion, he knew he had to say something. “Uhh… Lovely weather we’re having… right?”

“Yeah! The suns out today but there’s still a cooling breeze out!” You respond. He’d ask you that very question every time he approached you. “I actually have something to ask you as well.”

“You do?”

“Yeah! I was wondering if you’d like to go out with me.”

The question was so straightforward, he honestly thought you were messing with him for a second. Nonetheless, he agreed but absolutely insisted that he’d be the one to pick you up and everything.

᯽ He also told you about his plans to ask you out

᯽ So you found yourself being dragged out to a museum (Not that you complained)

᯽ It was one of those really big, really fancy museums

᯽ Honestly one of those Pinterest worthy ones

᯽ While most of it was just quietly admiring the pieces, you had your moments of immaturity (mostly you)

᯽ Like you’d be looking at one of those nude sculptures and you’d find yourself trying so hard not to laugh when you looked lower

᯽ And Megumi would just walk away like he didn’t know you

᯽ But the overall experience was worth it (To you, and to him)

᯽ After the two of you decide to call it a day, he takes you to a cafe

᯽ One of those cozy, family owned ones with lots of cute decor

᯽ You took a lot of pictures for your social media (Most of which had Megumi as the main focus)

“Megumi! Look over here.” Your camera covered your face. The boy looked over to you, a blank look on his face.

“Don’t you think you’ve taken enough pictures?” He takes a sip of his drink.

“Never.”

᯽ You guys talked for hours, consuming questionable amounts of caffeine in order to stay in each other’s company for longer (He bought most of them)

᯽ Needless to say, neither of you slept that night, but you didn’t care

᯽ He insisted on calling a taxi or an uber for you

᯽ The two of you took the train home together after you kept declining his offer, insisting that you can walk home on your own (Big no no)

᯽ He walked to up to your doorstep and gave you a small kiss on the cheek before letting you go

᯽ Later at night when you were asleep, you feel your phone buzzing on the table beside you

᯽ Megumi sent you all the pictures he took on your date when you were distracted (There were a lot)

First date: Picnic date

✰ He asked you out first

✰ You assumed that his heart was closed off due to his history with Rika, so you never dared to cross the line between friendship and something more

✰ So imagine how awkward you were when he finally mustered up the courage to ask you out

“Say, Yuta. Have you ever thought about dating again?” You were worried about being seen as insensitive, but it was too late to take it back now.

“ Well… not up until recently.” He pondered for a moment. “But I’d like to say that i would give it a try with the right person.”

Hearing him say that peaked your interest. He was thinking of someone already?

“That’s great! I’m proud of you.” You give him a slap on the back. “But we have to approve of them.” You gesture to Maki, Panda and Toge who all stood a little ways away.

“Ah- well i’m sure they already approve.” He awkwardly scratches the back of his neck.

“Oh? That’s even better!”

“Mhm… so will you go out with me?”

“…” You stared at him. “Huh?”

✰ He ended up spitting out a whole confession out for everyone within a ten foot radius to hear

✰ None of the second years let him live it down (Ever)

✰ The only thing he told you before he rushed off, was to meet him at your favourite park later at night

✰ When you arrived, his eyes lit up as he greeted you at the entrance

✰ He led you to a hidden area in the park by the lake under the willow tree

✰ He set up a blanket, pillows, and those little fairy lights around the base of the tree for the two of you

✰ You saw all of your favourite things scattered around the blanket

✰ He seriously went through all the trouble to find your favourite snacks

✰ And he even found a cute plush of your favourite animal to give to you

✰ You saw a little basket of food in the corner, he really thought everything through

✰ There were even little crafts for you to do

✰ One if the first things he wanted to do was make little flower crowns for you (He doesn’t know how to)

✰ So you teach him

✰ Or at least tried to

“No… you’re supposed to tie it the other way Yuta… to keep the flower in tact.” You watch the boy decapitate another poor flower.

“There’s no way this should be this hard.” He grumbles, tossing yet another flower stem into the pile.

You couldn’t help but let out a small laugh. Who knew one of the strongest sorcerers would be so bad at crafts. “It’s fine. Just do whatever feels right.”

And so, Yuta gave up trying to be gentle with them and just tied a bunch of flowers together. The results were about as good as a toddler’s attempt, but you loved it.

✰ It became abundantly clear to you throughout the date that Yuta was not one for arts and crafts

✰ At least he tried his best

✰ You helped him a majority of the time

✰ The two of you spent hours sitting there, watching movies, playing games, doing crafts, etc

✰ When the date ended, he asked you if you’d like to go on a second date in the near future while he drove you home

First date: Aquarium

ꕥ He asked you out first

ꕥ Well, it was more like a note

ꕥ Since he chooses to only talk in rice ball ingredients, he gives you a piece of paper because he wants to be able to get his feelings across properly

“Ready for another mission?” You grin. Toge had been sent on a week long mission and would probably end up staying for longer to tie up any loose ends.

"Salmon." He gives you a nod.

"Well then I guess I'll see you in a week!" You continue walking with him to the school entrance. When you got to the gates, you knew it was your sign to leave. "Stay safe."

You begin to walk away when you feel a hand around your wrist. "Salmon cod roe." He used his other hand to reach into his pocket, grabbing a folded note and handing it to you.

"For me? What is it?" You shoot him a confused look.

He just gives you a blank look before turning around and walking away.

ꕥ And so, you were forced to wait a whole week to give him your answer

ꕥ It's not like he was doing any better, poor boy kept losing focus, his thoughts drifting back to what your answer would be

ꕥ When he finally got back, the first thing he did was look for you

ꕥ You were already patiently waiting for him

ꕥ His eyes lit up when you said yes

ꕥ That following weekend, he officially took you out to the aquarium

ꕥ Since he avoids most conversations due to his cursed speech, he thought that something like the aquarium would be the best option

ꕥ And it went well! You guys got to see all sorts of exotic fish as well as other sea creatures

ꕥ There were quite the handful of activities to do like a petting exhibit, cardboard cutouts for photos, and even a scavenger hunt

ꕥ The two of you turned that little scavenger hunt into a competition (Which was made for literal children might I add)

"Toge! Look!" You dragged him over to a table with colorful maps spread across the surface. 'Scavenger hunt!' written in big bold letters on the sign.

The boy just lets you drag him along over to the table as you look at the lady standing behind the table. She offers a small smile and hands you one of the little maps. "Come back if you end up finding all the fish."

You were supposed to find each fish listed and take a picture of it. But the further down the list you went, the harder it was to find the creature.

"Just one more." You pointed to the little striped fish shown in the picture. "Probably won't find it since it rarely comes out of its hiding place."

"Tuna tuna." He lightly pats your shoulder, pointing to an ugly looking fish swimming along the aquarium floor.

You turn your attention to where he's pointing and low and behold, there it is. The ugly little fish was aimlessly swimming around.

ꕥ When you returned to the desk, the lady looked at the two of you, shocked

ꕥ Apparently there's been barely any winners since they started the whole scavenger hunt activity

ꕥ So you guys got your picture taken and hung up on the wall of fame

ꕥ And you got a little fish plush

ꕥ You insisted for Toge to take it since he's the one who spotted the fish in the first place

ꕥ The two of you got something to eat at a local ramen joint afterwards

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kira-fluff · 7 months

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comforting you after a break up - haikyuu!!

a/n: once again i have returned. fear my power. just kidding, school made me a ye bit busy especially trying to get by financially (who wants to pay my credit card bill? haha...) anyway, guess who had to dump their boyfriend? 🙋🏼‍♀️ it's me. had to hold back from putting "comforting" in quotations lol

kuroo tetsuro "come 'ere."

a sudden knock on kuroo's door made him jump. he was surprised to see you standing in the rain, completely drenched, but with a big smile on your face. he raised an eyebrow, letting out a little laugh, "why are you out here in the rain?" not answering his question, your smile grows wider. you throw up a peace sign, "guess who just got dumped!" it didn't come out like a question. your smile was stretched wide. unnaturally. kuroo looked you up and down. you hated the way sympathy and pain was strewn on his face. suddenly, he stretched out his arms, beckoning you into his arms. "come 'ere." he said softly, enveloping you in his big arms, your head against his chest. you could hear the steady beat of his heart under his thin shirt. like a dam that could no longer hold the flood, tears poured out of your eyes like the downpour behind you. you shoved your face against his chest in an attempt to muffle the sobs wracking your body. hiccups and shaking breaths escaped you along with wails of sadness that broke kuroo's heart. a selfish part of him told him he should be glad. he's had it bad for you since you became friends in your second year of middle school. but there was no joy in his heart. only pain. he wanted to take all your pain away... to see your smile again - your real smile - again. you didn't deserve this. you deserved someone who would love you unconditionally and not someone who lackadaisically decides to flake out of you whenever he chooses. "I'm ne-never g-gonna find s-someone who-who loves me" you said, letting out another heartbreaking sob, gripping his shirt as another breath wracked you, making you heave breaths rapidly. "I love you.." he said, but he wasn't sure you heard over the deluge. it didn't matter. you were here in his arms. you chose him - out of all the people you could have chosen - to comfort you. and that was enough for now. he squeezed you tighter, kissing the top of your head as he pulled you inside.

oikawa toru "well fuck him anyways! i never liked him." you slam the door to his apartment. he turns to you as you begin shouting, "CAN YOU BELIEVE IT, TORU?! HE HAS THE AUDACITY TO TRY TO BREAK UP WITH ME WHEN I CAUGHT HIM CHEATING!" oikawa is already up on his feet, just as angry as you. "WHAT THE FUCK!? HE CHEATED? OH I'M GONNA GO BEAT THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF HIM" "OIKAWA, oikawa, stop, okay? it's.. it's whatever. you've seen the texts. I've had a hunch for a long time anyway." "but he deserves it." "I know, but I'm.. I'm just tired toru. I just can't right now. can we just watch a movie?" he stared at you for what felt like an eternity before beckoning you to the couch. you took a seat next to him. oikawa is a little selfish, so he'd be lying if he wasn't a little glad you broke up with him, not only because that guy is a useless piece of shit, but also because that meant he had an opportunity to show you how good he can be to you - as more than a friend. "well fuck him anyways. I never liked him." he said, pulling you into his arms, lying both of you down onto the sofa as he flicked the tv on, scrolling through shows to watch. he squinted, trying to search for a good one when he heard a sniffle. in his surprise, he dropped the remote onto the floor. "hey, hey, hey.. look at me." you slowly turned your head up to him, your bottom lip jutting out. indents lay in your chin as your lip quivered. "you can cry." and with that, you let out a quiet sigh, and cried into his shoulder. "thank you..." you said. "I'll always be here. you know that. i treat you better than he ever did." he didn't mean to have it come out that way, but you ignored it, too engrossed in your feelings to acknowledge if what he said had any double-meaning.

miya atsumu "I TOLD you that guy was no good!" sorry, but atsumu appears to care more about the fact that he was "right all along" rather than the fact that you broke up with the guy. at least, on the surface. it isn't until you start crying that he feels like a complete asshole for doing a little victory dance in his head when he heard of your split. "I know, ok! I know you were right! but that doesn't make me feel any better. I just feel like a complete idiot." he stopped. "I-i'm sorry. yer not an idiot. I guess.. 've just been jealous this whole time, ya know?" before you had a chance to speak, continued, "'ve like ya for so long. seriously every single time I think about ya since like middle school I've always had to hold myself back from smiling. sometimes when I look at ya I just wanna kiss ya until you forget about that asshole." you stared at him in disbelief. when you finally snapped out of your reverie, you grabbed his hand, leading it to your waist. your other hand went to his neck, pulling him down to kiss you. strangely, the shittiest day ever turned out to be so much more than that - the day you got together with the man who (unbeknownst to you at the time) you'd spend the rest of you life with.

miya osamu "...want some chocolate?" as you sat blowing tissues in his bedroom, he could only stare. to be honest, his only way of comforting was food and physical affection. so he was doing his best to give loads of both. you were recovering from your sobs when he sighed. "....want some chocolate?" his question seemed more like he knew you already did, so when he stood up even before you nodded, you weren't surprised. you followed him to the kitchen where he began to make homemade chocolates like it was Valentine's Day (or white day, I guess). after some comfortable silence, you said, "I feel like... weirdly better now? like, free in a way. i feel like he always had a way of putting me down." osamu let out a grunt. he didn't want to say anything about the fucker that would go too far, but damn did he have to hold his tongue. that asshole was always gaslighting you and was borderline emotionally abusive what with all his manipulation. but bringing that up now would only make you upset. it would force you to relive all of those shitty memories. he took in a deep breath when all of a sudden your arms wrapped around him, your chest against his back. "thank you." was all you said for a while. he nodded. "osamu, I think it's always been you." "....what'da mean?" you only answered with a nuzzle against his toned back, leaving his to wonder what you'd meant, but decided to leave it at that for today. maybe tomorrow you'd be ready to discuss the meaning behind it all.

suna rintaro "good." "I'm sorry, what?" "I said, 'good.'" "that's really mean, rin." "I don't care. I've been waiting too long to give a fuck about that guy's feelings. he had it coming; you should've dumped him a long time ago." "what do you mean?" "you really don't know?" your voice raised in anger, "NO. I don't KNOW, rin." "does this answer your question?" he said, grabbing your cheeks. his lips pressed against yours violently, messily, like he was angry. you stared at him dumbfounded. "I thought you didn't like me like that." he sighed, letting out a disbelieving laugh, "seriously? you literally rejected me." "no I didn't!" by now you'd already forgotten about the break up, instead arguing with suna over who liked each other first, what was a lie, and what was true... I guess suna had his own way of comforting you, but it was also incredibly self-indulgent.

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jennay · 7 months

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Livestream

Noah Sebastian x Reader

Request: would love a fluffy best friends that totally have loved each other but are scared to admit, maybe do something like if he still streamed. I wish he still did occasionally. 😭♥️♥️

An: this had a little more angst then what I originally planned. Lol but I hope you all enjoy it! I'm living for the Noah requests. 🥰

Also as you can tell I know nothing about twitch. 😂

Noah master list

Warnings: cursing and angst…mostly fluff.

Words: about 2600

You perk up as you hear the door open and close, breaking the silence of the empty bar. You've been waiting for some customers to show up, hoping to make some decent tips today. You smile as you recognize the familiar faces of Noah and Nicholas.

You grab two glasses and greet them warmly. "My favorite customers! What can I get you?" You ask.

Nicholas hops on the stool next to Noah and scans the deserted place. "How's it going?" He says. "Where's the party at?"

You shrug and hand him a beer. "Covid, Nick… it's hard to get people out these days."

You glance at Noah, who is browsing the canned drinks. His long, dark hair frames his handsome face. You can't help but admire how cute he is, even though you would never tell him that. You and Noah have a platonic friendship, but it's not like any other. You have feelings for him, but you don't want to ruin what you have. You enjoy spending time with him, watching movies, playing games, and teasing him on his live streams. He took a while to figure out that you were the one leaving funny comments on his videos. He cracked up when he realized it was you, especially when you were doing it from his own bedroom.

Sometimes, you would catch him looking puzzled at the screen, wondering who was messing with him. "Who the fuck is this?" He would say, reading one of your messages. "They think they're hilarious."

"Hi sunshine, what are you in the mood for? Beer, white claw, mix drink?"

Noah tucks his hair behind his ears and points at a blackberry-white claw. "That sounds good. Can I have one of those?"

You nod and grab the can from the cooler. You pop it open and slide it over to him.

Conversing with them as you lean on the counter. "So, what's up with you guys today? Any big plans for the night?" You ask.

Noah sighs and takes a sip of his drink. "We just needed a break from the house. It's driving me crazy being stuck in there all the time." He says. "And we wanted to see our favorite bartender, of course!"

"I thought you were working on the album?"

Nicholas nods and rolls his eyes. "Yeah, but then Jolly got into an argument with Noah. We had to pause."

You laugh and raise your eyebrow. You're not surprised that Noah was the problem. He may seem calm and quiet, but he's also a perfectionist who wants to do everything over and over again.

"Noah." You scold. "You're such a drama queen!"

He puts his drink down and leans forward, clasping his hands together as if he's about to confess something. But instead, he whispers, "Fuck off."

You giggle at his remark, rolling your eyes at him. "You're a man-child."

"And you love it." He teases. "Are you coming over after your shift?"

"Maybe."

Nicholas laughs as he watches you lean closer to Noah, pretending to be angry at him. You narrow your eyes and say, "I don't even like you."

Noah gasps and clutches his chest, acting hurt. "Fucking liar!" He exclaims. "You adore me!"

You lean back, crossing your arms over your chest. "What's in it for me?"

Nicholas stands, sneering, tired of the bickering between you and Noah, "I'm gonna use the pisser. Watch my drink, make sure Noah doesn't drug me."

"So," Noah says, smacking his hands on the counter jokingly, "Are you going to?" He asks eagerly, flashing his perfect white teeth in a hopeful smile. He leans closer to you, his dark eyes sparkling with mischief.

"I can't." You bite your bottom lip. "Why do you want me to come over so bad anyway? That's the second time you've asked."

"Nothing." He laughs, "Sometimes I like your company when I stream. The crowd that gets on likes you."

"Probably because I'm amazing." You joke.

Noah takes a sip of his drink, watching you intently as you pick up some glasses to clean.

He sets his can down, "Probably." He agrees quietly but with a hint of seriousness in his tone.

"Hmm?" You question, not hearing him.

"Oh, I just said unlikely." He lies, smirking at you.

You set the glass down and glare at him, "Sometimes I wonder why I hang out with you. You're pretty mean." You know Noah is teasing you, but sometimes you wonder if that's what he really thinks of you.

"You're sensitive as fuck today." His brow raises, but he doesn't ask why you might be feeling that way.

"Maybe you're being an asshole?"

When Nicholas arrives back at the bar, he can sense the tension between you. "What'd you pick a fight with (y/n) too?" His brown eyes look from you to Noah and to his drink. He quickly drinks the rest of it, glaring at Noah for whatever he did to annoy you. "C'mon. Don't be a dick. Let's get out of here." He flashes you a quick smile. "See ya later, (y/n)."

Noah smiles at you again, "Come over!" He doesn't wait for you to respond. He leaves you behind, waving as he exits.

You didn't go to Noah's house after work. Instead, you went home, made dinner, and cozied on the couch to watch a movie with your dog. You didn't bother texting him; his words had stung. You'd been a loyal friend to him for years, but he didn't seem to appreciate it.

Sometimes, it felt like you were a burden to him or a toy for his amusement. He treated you differently when his friends were around.

When you were alone, however, it was a different story. He was sweet and kind; Noah showered you affectionately, making your heart flutter. But as soon as one of his buddies showed up, he changed. He teased you mercilessly and acted like you were one of the guys. You hated it; you weren't one of the guys. You were a girl who had feelings for him.

Feelings that you wished would disappear, but they didn't. They clung to you like a shadow, haunting you every day. You hoped that maybe one day he would see you as more than a friend, but right now wasn't the right time.

You were just (y/n), his best friend who secretly loved him but would die before admitting it.

An idea clicked in your head; you knew he was streaming tonight. You run to your room, get your laptop, and plop back on the couch, ensuring not to squish your golden retriever, whose mighty perked up over your quick actions.

You're feeling mischievous today. You log into Twitch with a different username and no camera, ready to mess with Noah.

You find his invite and click on it, eager to see his reaction. He's live, looking handsome as ever in his glasses, sweater, and cat ear headphones. His long hair falls over his shoulders as he reads the chat. You pause for a moment, wondering if this is a good idea. But curiosity gets the better of you. You want to know what he says when he thinks you're not listening.

He answers a question from a fan, "Where's (Y/n)?" He shrugs and sips his drink, "I don't know. I think I pissed her off, so she's not joining me tonight. Maybe she'll show up later." He adjusts his glasses and reads another question, "I had a surprise for you guys tonight, but (Y/n) 's not here so no surprise."

You raise an eyebrow and type a question, "Maybe you should be nicer to her." You hit enter and bite your lip, waiting for him to notice. His eyes widen as he reads your message.

"Nicer to her!?" He exclaims, incredulous. "I'm always nice to her. She's one of my best friends." He looks at your username and frowns, "Who are you anyway?"

You smirk and reply, "You weren't very nice at the bar today."

He grins, realizing it's you, "Why are you hiding behind a fake account?"

You mute the movie playing in the background of your living room, amused by his reaction. You decide to play along. "I didn't know how mean I wanted to be. Maybe treat you how you treat me sometimes."

"You didn't even listen to what I said!" He rolls his eyes and laughs sarcastically, "If you're going to do this, you might as well show your pretty face." He challenges you. He glances at his follower count, which is rising rapidly. People love drama, and he knows it. He usually doesn't get this personal on a livestream, but he has some things he wants to say. "Besides, you started it when you said you didn't even like me!"

You scowl at the screen, annoyed by his words. How dare he act innocent? "I have to keep up with your assholeness!" You type back.

He shakes his head and sends you a link to join him on the stream. "You're not fooling anyone anymore. Just join me already."

You sigh, feeling the pressure. You switch to your main account and click the link he sent you. You allow your camera to turn on, and soon enough, your face appears next to his on the screen.

"Happy now?" You ask with more attitude than you intended.

He nods, smiling at the screen. "There you are."

You lean forward, resting your chin on your hands, "What do you want Noah? I don't really feel like talking to you right now."

He looks at you seriously, "Well, I wanted to talk to you about something important. Something I've been meaning to tell you for a long time."

You raise an eyebrow, curious and suspicious. "What?"

He takes a deep breath and says, "I don't want to be your friend anymore." He pauses, feeling nervous.

You instantly feel a gut-wrenching sickness in your stomach, "Fuck you!"

"Wait! Let me finish!" He quickly says. "I like you more than a friend. I've liked you since the day we met, and I've been trying to show you how I feel, but I guess I'm not very good at it and I get scared and I fuck up and then I tease you thinking it's flirting, but it's not working cause it's been four years, and you still haven't caught on, and I'm sorry if I ever hurt you or made you angry. That's never my intention. I just wanted to make you laugh and smile and be happy. I haven't said it directly because I was afraid to lose you, but now I feel like I'm losing you because I won't fucking say it."

You blink, stunned by his words. You don't know what to say or how to react. You look at the chat, which is going wild with comments and emojis. Some are cheering for him, teasing him, and shipping you two.

You realize that he just confessed his feelings for you to thousands of people. You look back at him, searching his eyes for any sign of a joke or a prank. But he seems sincere and nervous, waiting for your response.

You feel your heart beating faster and your face heating up. You wonder if he can hear it through the microphone. You open your mouth, but no words come out. You're speechless.

"God, dammit, Noah. I'm facetiming you. Get off your live."

You're nervous and excited as you sit beside Noah on his Twitch stream. It's been a week since he confessed his feelings for you. You've decided to go public with your relationship, and you're ready to face his fans' reactions.

You sway back and forth in your chair, waiting for the screen to load. Noah rests his hand on your leg, giving you a gentle squeeze. "You OK?" He asks, looking at you with concern.

You nod your head, smiling at him. "Yeah. I'm good. Are you sure you want to tell everyone now?" You ask, feeling a bit nervous.

He nods, grinning at you. "It's been a week. I think they've waited long enough." He says, referring to the cliffhanger he left on his last stream.

He pulls you closer to him and kisses your cheek. You giggle and lean on his shoulder, feeling his warmth and heartbeat.

The computer dings, and the chat has started. You pull your head back from Noah's tattooed arm and sit straight, ready to face the camera. Hundreds of messages pop up on the screen, asking about you and Noah, wondering if you're together or not.

Noah looks at you with a reassuring smile and wraps his arm around your waist. He leans in and whispers in your ear, "Ready to do this, babe?" He calls you by the nickname he gave you when you started dating. You feel affection for him and nod, blushing. He kisses your forehead and turns to the camera, greeting his fans.

"Hey guys, welcome! I hope you're all doing well. As you can see, I have a special guest with me today." He says, gesturing to you. "My now girlfriend." He announces proudly, making your heart skip a beat. He looks at you with love in his eyes and smiles. "Say hi, babe."

You wave at the camera and say hi, feeling shy but happy. You see the chat explode with comments, some congratulating you two, some expressing shock or disbelief, some asking questions or making jokes.

You feel overwhelmed by the attention, but Noah holds you tight and makes you feel safe. He answers some of the questions from the fans, what he likes about you, what you love about him.

Noah tells them about the surprise he had planned for them on the night he confessed his feelings for you: He was going to sing a song for you on the stream, which he wrote for you. He says he still wants to do it if you don't mind.

You nod, feeling touched by his gesture. He smiles and kisses your nose, making you giggle. He grabs his guitar from behind him and strums a few chords.

Clearing his throat, he starts singing about how much you mean to him and how happy you make him. Some other sappy things that you weren't expecting from him.

He looks at you as he sings, making eye contact every few seconds. You feel tears as you listen to his beautiful voice and heartfelt lyrics.

You smile and mouth, "I love you."

He smiles back and mouths, "I love you too." He finishes the song and puts down his guitar. He wraps his arms around you and hugs you tightly, kissing your cheek. He turns to the camera and says goodbye to his fans, thanking them for their support and kind words.

He says he'll see them next time, but he wants to spend some time with his girlfriend. Noah winks at the camera and ends the stream.

He turns off the computer and looks at you with a sweet expression. "How was that?"

"That was amazing." You say sincerely, holding your hands to your heart nearly melting.

"I'm glad you liked it."

You snuggle into his chest and sigh contentedly, throwing your legs over his lap. You gently grab the sides of his face and kiss him, feeling like you're living your best dream. "It was perfect."

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heyhihellosworld · 1 year

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𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗺𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀

Mason Mount x reader

Word count: 1.5k

Summary: A soft evening at Christmas times with Mason

Warnings: Fluff! Like sickly sweet, almost annoyed myself whilst writing it

Notes: Just a lil Christmas imagine ❤ Not been writing a lot recently because there has been a lot now before holidays. Also Merry Christmas to all who celebrate! It's not the best but I wanted to post something so I tried to do something easy. Maybe a lil cheesy but anyway🤫

"What do you wanna do?" he questioned, head tilted back to look at you as you stood behind the sofa he was sat on. Your hands resting on either side of his head as you smiled down at him.

"I don't know, what do you wanna do?" you hummed.

Mason huffed at your returned question furrowing his eyebrows at you

"I asked you so you choose"

"Mason" you laughed, threading your hands through his hair, his frown turning into a content smile as you did, nails gently scratching over his skull.

"Well okay then" you huffed jokingly, tugging a little on his hair

"What about going to the store to buy snacks, order pizza and watch Christmas movies?" you hummed, mirroring his adoring smile that lit up his face at the suggestion.

It was already fairly late, Mason had been on an evening training, the last before three days of Christmas break until the prem started again.

"Sounds lovely" he beamed, quickly standing up to get ready.

You'd decided to walk since he lived really close to the store and it felt better than taking the car. Walking hand in hand as he filled you in on the latest gossip in the team, talking about Kai and Sophia who wanted to meet up and a recent call with Timo and before you knew it you were in the store, Mason hooking onto a basket whilst holding your hand tight in the other.

He usually never shopped himself, rarely had anything bought but since you and him had started to date and you'd spent more and more time at his place you'd required some stuff for the fridge, rather cooking in than ordering out.

"No please no, we always have gummy bears" Mason groaned making you pout as you flashed him the huge bag you'd found. "But I want them" you whined, blinking up at him as innocently as you could.

"I want something else" he grunted stubbornly, your eyes rolled, throwing the big bag in the basket on Mason's arm which made him whine in response.

"Just pick up whatever you want too, I want more anyways stop being whiny" you huffed, flicking his forehead with your forefinger and even though he tried to hide his smile with a fake frown the smile soon broke out on his face regardless making you snicker.

"Sod off"

Laughter spilled out of you at his childish pout. "Awh poor baby, do you need to pay for an extra bag of candy?" you mocked, squeezing the material of his hoodie "What, why am I paying for your disgusting candies"

"Because I don't have my wallet" you deadpanned, his face gaining a fake sour look.

"I'll pay for pizza" you quickly promised, kissing his cheek lovingly but he only chuckled, wrapping his arm around your waist, kissing the side of your head "No you wont, I think I can handle it"

"Shut up and let me pay for pizza or I won't get my disgusting candies" you halfheartedly threatened, knowing that he would never let you put the bag back now. Your words caused his eyes to roll. "My gosh, fine" he muttered but you knew he would still put up a fight when the moment was in to pay but you had at least won the fight for the moment.

You searched the candy isles, Mason picking up crisps and two more bags of candy before making your way to the register.

"Oooh look they have polka" you gushed, your eyes widened as you eyed the candy "Oh and Mint chocolate"

You were too distracted eyeing the candy to notice Mason looking at you in complete adoration, a loving smile on his face as you walked closer to the shelf.

"Alright, are we done?" You mumbled after letting the candy go with your eyes, turning to Mason who nodded "You not gonna get any?"

"Nah I already got my candy" you smiled, patting his shoulder as you walked to the drinks, picking out two Christmas beers and Christmas soda not noticing Mason taking one of each of the candy into the basket.

When you walked out of the store it was snowing, big flakes wirling around in the darkness.

You walked in silence for a while, just observing the beautiful surroundings, pointing out stuff to each other.

When you'd made your way up the hill and outside the house you dropped your bags stepping out in the snow of the garden.

"What are you doing?" Mason laughed as he looked at you, standing with your face bent up towards the sky, tongue poking out "I'm trying to catch the snowflakes" you exclaimed like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Oh wow, of course" Mason snickered ironically, following your example, sticking his tongue out towards the sky.

"I caught one!" he cheered, showing you the small flake on his tongue before it melted away. You laughed with him as you straightened up, turning to face him with a bright smile on your face

His smile reflected in his eyes, hands wrapping around your body as he brought you closer to him

"I love you" you hummed, staring into his brown warm eyes.

His lips meet yours sweetly and lovingly, no rush and no passionate heat just pure love and intimacy making your whole body melt despite the cold that sippered through the wetness in your jumper.

"I love you" he mumbled as you let go for a second, lips still brushing the others. "But you're shaking, should we go inside?" he grinned a pout making it's up to your face

"Fine but only because I'm freezing cold" you gave in, feeling the coldness get to you

"but first I wanna make snow-angles" you beamed, Mason laughed but laid down next to you in the snow as you started to create an angel print in the snow before rushing up. Shaking by the cold and you both quickly picked up your shopping bags before laughing running into the house.

After a relaxing hot shower together you got changed, stealing one of Mason's many hoodies and your warm sweats plus fluffy socks. When you walked downstairs Mason was already in the kitchen sweatpants and hoodie on while he worked on your evening snacks. Hot cocoa on the stove and in the making of pouring all of your now many snacks into bowls.

"Ah there you are" Mason smiled, looking over his shoulder as you sauntered into the kitchen, wrapping your arms around his waist, looking under his arm to watch what he was doing.

"What, when did you take that candy?" you giggled as you saw the chocolate and polka you had eyes before, grinning up at your boyfriend who feigned innocent.

"I don't know, they must've just... jumped into the basket"

"I love you" you laughed, pecking his chin and the skin you could reach from the awkward position.

"I already ordered Pizza, I ordered the regular hope that was okay" he smiled, kissing the top of your head before you stepped away slightly. "Mason" you whined, pinching his side stubbornly

"What?!" He exclaimed, jumping further from you "I was supposed to pay!"

"Oh yeah, sorry I forgot" he mused but his smile said something else. "You always say that and it's always a lie"

"I don't see the big deal honey, I pay, I have money and you can spend your money on something better"

You let out a huff off annoyance but you couldn't be too annoyed at him when he looked at you the way he did. "Fine but I will pay some day!" you declared as he laughed, walking to gather the pizzas. "Sure you will love"

You settled in the couch, resting alongside Mason, cuddled up under one of your massive blankets.

"What movie do you wanna watch?" you asked him but he only shrugged "I don't know"

"Love actually or the Polarexpress" you decided making him chuckle pouting his lips in a thinking manner

"What about both?"

You beamed up at him, settling on to begin with Love Actually since it was on the front page. One of his arms was around you, holding you close whilst the other one was used to shovel pizza and candy into his mouth.

It felt nice to just be cuddled up, chatting alongside the movie and just enjoying a very calm and still night in. Mason couldn't tell the last time he'd had such a calm nice night. If he didn't travel, have games or late training he was obliged to visit family or go out with friends, times like these were rare and maybe that's why you both were so grateful for it.

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boobamilktease · 5 months

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Omgg I just read your "studying" fic and it got me fanning myself over here. Is there gonna be a part 2? Or can there be a part 2?

Don’t worry, part two is here!!

Final Exam Season

Summery- The last time you were invited to study at Aemond dorm room, things got spicy….maybe this time you’ll actually be able to study.

Warnings- Aemond being bf material, smut, oral (fem receive), hair pulling, Aemond being pussy whipped, things get messy, lock me up. Slight angst and mention of pet death

This is part two of “Studying”-

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Last time you were invited over for a study session, you didn’t actually study, which caused you to get a C- on the quiz. Are you mad at Aemond? No…you aren’t, which is why you come back when he asks you to come over and study.

Aemond greats you with a small shit eating grin and open arms, which you walk into anyways. “There she is..my sexy girl.” Aemond says in a low voice as you two embrace. He shuts the door and locks it so their ‘study’ session isn’t interrupted.

You plop down on his bed and groan, feeling the weight of today crash down on you. Aemond chuckles before joining you on his bed. “Want to tell me about it?” He asks as he plays with a strand of your hair. Though Aemond was traditionally quiet, he knew exactly what to say when he did speak…sometimes.

“I’m just stressed is all…with finals coming up and trying to maintain good grades..” your voice muffled due to your face being smushed by a fluffy pillow. Aemond hums, rubbing a soothing hand over your tense shoulders. “How about we study for about an hour and a half and we can watch that stupid Christmas movie you like?”

It’s not stupid you think, but regardless you sit up right on his bed with a nod. He hands you your backpack and you dig everything out you may need when studying. He helps you study for the most part, but roughly thirty minutes in, you feel overwhelmed. There is a lot on your plate at the moment, finals, trying to remain an honor student, and not to mention your family dog of 13 years had passed away recently.

Aemond sees how your eyes turn glossy, trying to fight back tears. Finals is in a week and a half, you can take a well deserved break till Monday. And with that in mind, Aemond shuts the book in front of you and sets all your stuff to the side. He opens his arms and you don’t hesitate to fall into them. A few tears fall, but you’ll be ok.

Aemond rocks you gently and holds you close. He then kisses your temple and goes to run you a warm bath. He sets out a pair of his sweats and a hoodie of his on the bathroom sink. Aemond gently leads you to the bathroom and kisses your temple, leaving you to bathe. You are in the bathroom bathing for roughly 15 minutes, soaking in the warm water.

The moment you step out of the bathroom in his clothes, you are met with the warm smell of hot chocolate and cookies. He somehow managed to find hot chocolate and cookies and put them in the oven, even going as far as putting Christmas lights around the dorm. He smiles at you and opens his arms wide, and you lay your head on his chest, loving his warmth.

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The moment you sat down on the couch, you can feel some tension leave your body. Aemond sits down with two glasses of hot chocolate and sets them on the table beside the cookies. He then grabs the remote and starts to play the ‘Polar Express’. You smile and watch the movie.

About halfway into the movie, you catch Aemond staring at you. You go to question him about it but he just smiles and kisses your lips. Many people believe he would be rough, his kisses, but in reality they are gentle, with enough passion and love to leave you wanting more. You kiss him back with a small smile, feeling at home with him.

His kisses, once innocent, leads to something more. Aemond lifts up your hoodie up enough to where your breasts are exposed. He kisses your throat and your breasts before playing with them. He massages your hardening nipples and gently swirls it around in his mouth. He squeezes them together a few times before kissing his way down your stomach and above your sweatpants rest.

He looks up at you with his pretty purple eyes and smiles gently, kissing your clothed thighs. Aemond gently removes your sweats, and throws them to the side. He presses sweet kisses from your ankle up to your innermost thigh, and proceeds to do the same on the other leg. He kisses your clothed cunt a few times, breathing in your scent deeply. He places a few more kisses before pulling your underwear off and placing them to the side with your sweatpants.

He gently spreads your legs and props them on his shoulders. He presses a kiss on your pearl, earning a soft moan from you. He kisses and begins to lick a stipe up your cunt. His tongue feels wonderful, not leaving a single crevice unlicked. Aemond sucks and he slurps on your bud, drinking your moans and arousal. His tongue goes deeper and moves to your dripping hole.

He grins, before lapping at your hole like a starved man. He moans as he tastes your arousal on his tongue. His tongue licks and spits gently on your wet cunt, loving the way you squirm and moan. Your hands dig into his hair, pulling gently. You pull his head closer to your cunt, and his sharp nose bumps into your pearl enough times to make you shudder.

His tongue goes from your hole to your pearl, and in absence of his tongue, comes his finger, teasing your cunt. His finger slips in easily due to how wet you are, and he grins. Aemond moans as he licks and swirls your pearl in his mouth. Your pussy clenches around his fingers tightly as you feel your peak coming close. He fingers you, curling his finger to hit that spongy spot that makes you see stars.

Aemond, with a quick flick and suck on your bud, makes your back arch beautiful and your eyes flutter shut. He coaxes your orgasm, licking your juices clean. He presses a soft kiss on your overstimulated clit, before standing up off his knees to grab a wet washcloth. In doing so, he notices a wet spot in his pants, he came in his pants…a bit embarrassing for him.

But he doesn’t mind, seeing you finally relaxed is enough for him. He grabs the wash cloth and comes back to clean you up. Once he does, he hands you a press pair of underwear, and goes into the bathroom to change into new pants and boxers. Aemond comes out just in time for the end credits to roll and to see you with your eyes closed, asleep. He smiles and tucks you in gently, turning off the tv and Christmas lights before joining you under the covers. And with a sweet kiss to your cheek he whispers “good night Princess.”

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✮From the start✮ pt.3

Chris and y/n have always been inseparable, they’ve always relied on each other but what happens when one of them falls?

Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.4 Finale

Chris’ pov

(2 months ago)

I toss and turn in my bed but can’t shake off this horrible feeling. She's been acting weird and distant lately, I feel like I don't know her anymore…are we still friends? The other day we were watching a movie on my couch, and she looked so sleepy. I couldn't help myself, I put my arm around her and the only way I could describe the look on her was pure horror. Did I do something wrong? Did I go too far? Did I smell or something? I groan into my pillow as those thoughts flood my brain. I have to talk to her. I rip the blanket off of my body and slowly sit up “Alright Grandpa. Do you need help with that?” I feel my lips curl up into a small smile at the memory. She never did give me a break, god forbid I'd let out the TINIEST noise bending over “You okay Grandpa?.” “Do I need to take you to the nursing home already?” Her voice rings through my head as I stand up, I glance over at the alarm clock on my bedside table, 12:22 it reads. God, I hope she’s awake. I can't go on like this anymore.

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“Y/n.” I whisper-shout as I stand below her window. I know she’s up cause she has her lamp on “I bet she’s blasting her music, that girl’s gonna go deaf.” I grumble to myself. I smirk as an idea comes to mind, I pick up a small pebble and throw it towards her window creating a small tap noise. “Oh, my precious Y/n. I cannot bear another second without your gracious company.” I say in the most dramatic tone I can come up with. Not long after that I hear the sound of a squeaky window being opened. “Now what the actual hell was that?” I grin as she pokes her head out of the window. God, she looks beautiful… “what? I thought you liked corny shit like that. You're always making me watch that cheesy ass rom-com, what was it now… 12 going on 22?” I ask in a teasing voice. Of course, I know it's 13 going on 30, how could I ever forget her favourite movie? I even watched it without her so I could memorize the wedding scene that she does not stop talking about. “Haha, Chris. You're so funny.” she replies with a PAINFULLY sarcastic tone. “Why are you here anyway?” I take in a deep breath. “I wanted to talk to you, could you maybe…come down here, my neck hurts.” I watch her let out a soft chuckle as she retreats her head back, she's gonna come outside and I'm gonna have to do one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. She can't hate me…can she? I mean, she could after this. Y/n hasn't always been the best at expressing her emotions or telling me how she feels, she just shuts down. My thoughts get interrupted by the sound of her back door sliding open. I don't know how she does it, she could be wearing a trash bag for all I care and she would still take my breath away. “Hey…” I whisper as my voice fails me. “Hi?” I watch as she hugs her body to shield herself from the cold. “I was just- I was wondering…are you okay?” Her body stiffens and I just think…oh shit. “I'm fine, Chris. Why wouldn't I be?” The coldness in her voice could send a chill down anyone’s spine “Y/n, I can tell when there’s something wrong. Why can’t you talk to me? Im here for you.” I take a step toward her but she steps back. C'mon Y/n, don't do this to me. Let me in. Just talk to me. I silently plead to her as her face contorted into a look of annoyance. “I've told you a hundred times already. I am fine. Why can't you comprehend that I don't need a saviour. It's 1 am, go home and sleep like a normal person for once in your goddamn life.” My breath catches in my throat as her tone gets more and more cold as she speaks. What happened to the Y/n that I know? The one I fell in love with… “you know what…” I swallow as I feel tears brimming my eyes. “Im done dealing with this. I care about you but you couldn't give two shits even if you wanted to. Do you know what you are Y/n? A fucking coward! Oh, how dare somebody show even the littlest bit of concern for you. I bet you’ll just forget about me, You'll get a new best friend and fuck it up the same way cause you're too much of a pussy to confront your feelings. I tried helping you but you're hopeless.” I wipe away the tears that fell from my eyes and huff before storming off in a fit of rage. I slam the gate to her backyard behind me, leaving a shivering, startled Y/n behind. Even after all of that…I cant help but still love her.

(A/N: Omg this took so long to come out cause my laptop decided to break but I finally got it fixed YIPPEE!!!! I hope you'll like this cause I feel like I cooked with this. Don't ruin my confidence)

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