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grxtsch · 3 years

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lyin’ eyes

[jimmy page x reader]

summary: after relationship troubles, (y/n) decides to leave and hopefully forget all that’s happened. but when she reaches a place that holds many memories, a certain old friend who she shared those memories with was waiting for her to return.

notes: i don’t know what that summary is but i made it up on the spot so don’t even complain abt it :P

also i personally think that this is my best fic so far so yeah enjoy ig 😩🤚

edit: LMAO this was supposed to be based off of the song by the eagles but my brain had other ideas rip

warnings: cheating (idk if i need to warn u abt that but i’m being safe), swearing, fluff

“(y/n) please wait!” a voice sounded from behind you as you dragged a suitcase filled with your clothes and other possessions to the front door.

“no chris, i’ve waited long enough at the damn restaurant and where were you?” you said, throwing your free hand up in the air. “you were fucking this bitch in our— no, your house.” you seethed back at your now ex-boyfriend, who stood with an expression of grief.

“in fact, i don’t want to wait at anymore restaurants for your stupid ass.” his grief soon turned into anger as you spun around on your heels and walked out the front door.

you could hear him shouting some profanities out of the open door, but you managed to block out his voice and instead focus on the sound of your shoes on pavement as you walked with your suitcase to wherever your feet would lead you.

you were completely done with his bullshit. coming home late claiming he was “working”, flirting with other girls when you two were out shopping, and, just like this night, leaving you stranded at some restaurant for some other chick. it wasn’t even the first time he’s done that. you were ready to leave him before this day had even started; you had spent a few days secretly putting all of your possessions into your handy suitcase, only putting away a couple things at a time so he wouldn’t notice the lack of your items in the house.

before you knew it, you were standing in front of a bar that you used to always go to with one of your dearest friends. “maybe he still comes here.” you thought as you made your way through the bar door and straight to a small booth in the far corner of the building. the same small booth that your friend and yourself had always sat at when you both would come here.

his name was james page, which he preferred jimmy, but you just used james instead to pick some fun at him. the two of you were the closest of friends, ever since your childhood where you fell off of your bike and he ran over to check to see if you were okay. he even went with you to your house just to make sure that you weren’t hurt. even as you both had gotten older, you would both help each other out with homework, watch movies together, and he even taught you some guitar chords and tricks.

the downfall of your friendship happened a while after he joined one of his first bands; the yardbirds. he would always be traveling, performing at different concert venues around the country, and even the world. at first you would just call him or he would call you on these tours, which worked well for awhile, until he got so busy with the band that he didn’t have any time to return your many missed calls.

you missed him dearly, thinking of him from time to time during the day. you often wondered what he was doing at the time when you thought of him, whether it was playing his guitar or just relaxing at wherever he may call home.

you stood up to go grab a beer, hoping to wash your thoughts away, when a very familiar sound reached your ears. it was his laughter. the same sweet laughter you grew fond of whenever you’d be around him. you didn’t know how much you longed to hear that sound again until that very moment, it almost held you in a trance until the beautiful sound melted away and the song that the jukebox was playing had replaced it.

“i was probably just imagining it.” you thought. running a hand through your hair to try and focus back on reality, you continued to the bar, a fairly large opening right in front of you that you could get to quickly. when you reached the bar, you heard a familiar voice say, “(y/n)! long time no see!” you looked up to see the bartender, florence. she has been the same bartender since you and jimmy started coming to this bar, usually just to hang out and talk about different things. you were still surprised that she still worked here, she’s not as young as she used to be, but you were glad that she was here and not some other new bartender.

“hey flo! how’s everything been recently?” you smiled lightly, not really in the mood to talk a lot, but willing to make small conversation with your old friend. “quite good dear! it’s been boring without yourself and jimmy constantly making a ruckus in here though, i kind of miss having to tell the manager about how you two broke the jukebox again!” florence joked, causing you to let out a small laugh. “yeah, those were the good old days, weren’t they?” she smiled. “they really were. anyway! how about a drink for you aye?”

“whiskey. any kind will do.” you replied, which flo nodded and went off to get your drink, coming back in record time with a glass about half way filled with the golden-brown alcohol. you smiled and said a quick “thank you” and carefully took the glass, bidding flo a farewell and she returning it.

you walked back over to your seat, the chat with florence clearing your mind of the earlier events and bringing your mood up a bit. she always had that effect on people, making them crack even a slight smile when they’re feeling blue. right as you were about to sit down, the voice that you never thought you’d hear again called out, “(y/n)? is that you?”

you set your glass down, mentally preparing to see him for the first time in a long, long time. holding your breath, you turn around and see him, the jimmy page, your old best friend. “james?” his hair was longer, barely reaching to his shoulder, and it was slicked back slightly, showing his beautiful green eyes. his smile was still the same, and you swore your heart did a backflip when he smiled at you and said “oh (y/n) i knew it was you! i couldn’t miss that gorgeous hair of yours anywhere.”

you were pretty sure that your face was bright red as you smiled bashfully. “oh thank you jim. and i see you grew yours out hm?” he chuckled, running his hand through his hair softly and said “yeah, i just thought why the hell not you know?” “mhm! i like it a lot, it suits you.” you said back, nudging his shoulder with your knuckle.

he grins and mumbles a quick “thanks”. he then looks back up at you and says “wanna sit and chat for awhile? catch up on all the times we missed?” you nod, motioning for him to sit at the opposite side of where your drink is, and he sat, you following his actions and sitting down as well. you grabbed your glass of whiskey and took a long sip of it, leaving only a small amount left in the bottom of the cup. jimmy’s eyes followed your hand as you set it back on the table, then his eyes flicked back up to meet yours, his eyebrows furrowed in concern.

“is everything alright? i haven’t seen you drink like that in, well, i’ve never seen you drink like that.” you sighed, drawing your finger around the rim of the cup gently. “if i’m being honest, no. a year after we, y’know, stopped talking, i found a guy and we got along quite well and started dating.” you noticed jimmy’s hand clenched into a fist, so you continued.

“everything was fine between us, until recently. he started going after other girls, even with me around him. he even asked me on a date just so i would stay, because i told him that if he doesn’t get his shit together then i’m just going to leave. we were supposed to meet at a restaurant, but of course he didn’t show up even when he’s the one who wanted me to go with him and not the other way around. so i went back to our former shared house and found him fucking some random chick that i’ve seen him flirt with before.” you stared at your drink, before grabbing it and finishing it off. as soon as you set the glass back, jimmy’s hand softly reached for yours and held it, caressing his thumb over your knuckles.

you rose your eyes up to meet jimmy’s, his eyes holding a soft, caring look, the same look that you’ve longed to see for many years. “it’s fine though, really. it’s not like i really loved him anyway..” you lied, thinking of when you first met chris, how happy he made you. but you realized that a certain someone, perhaps the someone sitting across from you, had made you happier than chris could’ve.

“(y/n) love, your lying eyes really give away that you did love him at one point, and it’ll take a while to try and un-love him, trust me.” a soft hand came in contact with your cheek, gently wiping a stray tear away that you didn’t notice had fallen. looking back up at jimmy, you smiled at him and brought your hand that wasn’t occupied and rested it against his. “i know jimmy, but i think i’ve already moved on from that asshole.”

his eyes flashed with a glimmer of hope, and he softly nodded, a small smile painting his face. he paused, then cautiously asked; “i know we’ve only talked for a few minutes, and you can refuse this offer, but how about we ditch this bar and go somewhere else?” you brought jimmy’s hand down to rest on the table, holding them both with your warm hands and nodded. “yeah, i’d like that.” he stood up from the seat, pulling you up with him.

“well then, what are we waiting for?”

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#jimmy page x reader #jimmy page fanfic #led zeppelin #jimmy page #john paul jones #john bonham #robert plant #classic rock #classic rock fanfic #i’m so proud of this HELP

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cherryonigiri · 4 years

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S/O that thirsts over anime/game guys

reposted bc wasn’t showing up in the tags + I want to keep nsfw under the cut

@nononononojustno asked: Okay so could you write a headcanon where 2 random boys (can you pick then? I love all of boys from hq) and Ushi-kun where they walk on their gfs fangirling or thirsting over another anime/game character?And she was talking how hot he is? How they would react?👀😂 have a great day/night and dont forget to eat and get rest, love you💕

A/N: hahahahaha i laughed while writing this. FYI these are all based on legit crushes i had on anime/game characters at some point in my life - see if you’ve watched the shows i’ve watched :) ILY I PROMISE I’M DOING MY BEST TO EAT THREE MEALS A DAY AND GET ADEQUATE SLEEP MWAH. also i went overboard and added an extra boy bc why not. These are a little shorter since there were 4 characters but I hope you enjoy!

Content warning: implied nsfw for Atsumu + slight nsfw hcs for Matsukawa (both are under the cut)

PS: If anyone wants a spicy sequel/one shot for matsukawa i’m open to the idea 👀👀 let me know in my inbox!

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Ushijima definitely knows you’re into anime + games

Having visited your dorm room on multiple occasions he’s seen your extensive collection of manga, anime posters and you always seem to be playing on your switch whenever you have free time

Of course, he notices a significant portion of your collection is centered on male characters

And you’ve definitely mentioned a few games to him - Ikemen Sengoku, Code:Realize, Hakuouki (wow i’m really out here exposing myself) etc.

He doesn’t really mind though? Like - at the end of the day these are 2D men, whereas he is a very real boyfriend

At least he thinks he doesn’t mind

Recently, he notices that you seem to be on your phone a lot, and you seem to be texting the same group chat very often

He asks why and you laugh - it’s not actual text messages you’re just trying out a new otome/simulation game called Mystic Messenger. He finds the name silly but he just brushes it off he’s definitely J E A L O U S

Until one day he walks into your room while you’re calling one of your friends to freak out about that specific game

You sound kind of teary from outside the door “Oh MY GOD OH MY GOD I GOT THE GOOD ENDING WITH JUMIN!” and “[friend name] I THINK I CAN DIE HAPPY I’M MARRIED TO JUMIN HAN WHAT MORE DO I NEED IN LIFE” and “HE’S SO FREAKING ATTRACTIVE UGH I AM BLESSED”

He’s like who TF is Jumin and immediately bursts into your room looking pissed off

Poor babie is all like “you’re married?” and “if you had someone else you were interested in you should have told me.” “Who is this Jumin Han???” 🧐

Oh my god you start cackling, but you manage to tell him that NO you are not married and that Jumin Han is a fictional character from the game you’re playing

Ushijima looks confused after you explain - why would you find fictional men attractive when you’re already dating him?

Tendou almost dies laughing the next day when Ushijima tells him about what happened

Oikawa Tooru

Since practice finishes pretty late he usually goes to see you at your house at night, but tonight things wrapped up earlier - he’s excited to spend more time with you

You’ve finished up most of your homework so you’ve just been rewatching Attack on Titan since you’re super excited for the new season

You’re kinda distracted/have headphones on so you don’t hear your boyfriend knock on the front door. Your mom answers it and lets him in and he climbs the stairs

He can hear your fangirling (freaking out) over something as he walks towards your room

You jump in surprise when he opens the door, because you thought he would be a bit later but immediately release your pent up excitement

“Tooru just LOOK at him he’s such a bad ass like oh my gosh he literally has swords and he’s still running around slaying the MPs who have guns. God whenever he gets angry he looks so hot,” etc. etc.

You’re shoving your laptop in his face, showing him gifs and video of attack on titan, specifically the captain of the survey corps that you are obsessed with

Tooru gets it - for him its space, shitty alien films and astronomy. For you it’s video games and anime - or more specifically, handsome characters from said franchises

Even though he understand that it’s something you’re passionate about he still makes a whole show about whining how you’re in love with Levi Ackerman (lmao i still thirst over our favorite captain) instead of him

“y/n i’m taller than him! And more handsome! He has blood on him all the time! And he’s super annoying because he’s obsessed with cleaning.” *cue pouty Tooru*

You probably shouldn’t tell him that you are an avid follower of the levi x reader tag on tumblr

Tooru still somehow finds out you’re also reading reader insert fanfic and goes BERSERK with his pouting and whining - literally everyone and their mothers have heard his sob story about how “his darling y/n is leaving me for a short germaphobic asshole”

The rest of the team finds it hilarious - the end up pranking him by posting pictures of Levi in his school locker or texting them in the volleyball groupchat (Oikawa is Suffering™)

Makki and Mattsun get him a Levi keychain for his birthday and cackle when he chucks it violently into the nearest trash can

Miya Atsumu

Doesn’t really know you’re into anime/gaming at first

I don’t think that’s on purpose - Atsumu just has such a one track mind when it comes to volleyball and he’s always busy with practice

so he just kinda doesn’t really give all the anime merch in your room a second glance even though it’s a dead giveaway

I bet Atsumu secretly watches some superhero anime - probably shounen stuff like My Hero Academia, one punch man etc.

He probably starts to notice you’re into anime/games because you’ll play games on your phone/gaming device all the time

One day he notices you’re giggling + blushing while looking at your screen. He’s curious to he heads over to you when coach says they can have a break

Peeks over your shoulder because he wants to know what you’re playing - but instead he’s greeted by some 2D samurai guy called Harada Sanosuke asking you to marry him

“Huh, I didn’t know you were into this kinda stuff y/n” tries to sound playful but internally he is screaming / ?????? WOT I DIDN’T KNOW MY S/O WAS INTO OTOME GAMES

Atsumus pretty chill about it at first, he probably teases you a lot about playing the game but isn’t really bugged about it

“Maybe you should thirst over your boyfriend instead of a fictional character babe~”

I mean - he knows he’s attractive and why be jealous? You only really play the game when he’s busy and you don’t really let the game play seep into your dates/hangouts

But one time he walks in on you reading some ~spicy~ hakuouki x reader fanfic and he’s like are u serious

Like you were lowkey quiet screaming to yourself and muttering “omg omg omg” when he walked in and you definitely tried to close your laptop so he couldn’t see what was open in your browser

Too bad Atsumu has mad reflexes and manages to prevent you from making your computer go to sleep

Briefly skims whatever it was that you were reading and smirks at you

“Hey, if you really want something like this, why don’t you let your real boyfriend deliver” before kissing you

Matsukawa Issei

Look, Issei just wants a chill movie/tv show night where the two of you can bundle up on the couch and binge whatever anime you feel like

Has everything set up - this man is ready to go: snacks? he has all of your favorites, couch? filled with soft pillows + multiple pillows. Attire? Comfy sweatpants shirtless 🥵

Last time he chose the series for your binge sleepover so he let you choose what the two of you were gonna watch this time

Turns out you decided to watch Psycho-Pass - it seemed like a pretty cool show, he was down with the whole dystopia/psychological concept

Starts out pretty normal, is appreciating the action + mystery elements and is glad that you chose that show

About halfway through the anime you two decide to take a break - he goes to the kitchen to refill your snacks, leaving to stretch you back.

When he comes back with more food, he notices that you’re hunched over your phone, typing something

He sneaks up behind you after he puts the food down, “Whatcha reading there babe?” You squeak and try to hide your phone, but not before he sees the words kougami x reader typed into your tumblr search bar

Lit-rally exCuSE me what - he’s not mad (more amused than anything else) but he also kind wants to tease you (bc Mattsun is a little shit)

“Is that the reason you wanted to watch this show?” he asks playfully. “He’s pretty hot tho, I kinda agree with you there babe.”

Now that he’s released the floodgate, he can’t stop your occasional comments like “omg how does he look so GOOD when he’s punching someone” or “he could shoot me with his dominator and i’d still say thank you”

The thirst comments are kinda getting to him, so he decides to take things in a different direction

“Let me what I can show you with my dominator~” L M A O I’M SORRY THIS EXISTS

Suddenly you’re being pulled onto his lap, and pressed against his bare chest, Issei barely gives you time to adjust before he’s kissing you roughly, tongue plunging into your mouth

His hands wrap around your hips pressing your core closer to his own, and you can feel his hard-on pressing into your stomach

He’ll be sure to suck a dark hickey onto the side of your neck and his hands travel under your shirt, just to remind you who your real boyfriend is

Needless to say, you won’t remember a single thing about the second half of the show after the night is over couch sex? Couch sex 😏

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cherriesradio · 3 years

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Class 1-A relationship headcanons

Part 1 -> https://cherry-cake-pies.tumblr.com/post/640877154337538048/mha-relationship-headcanons-class-1-a

Fluff

Mashirao Ojiro

Remember when you where a little kid and would collect flowers at recess and give them to your teacher? Yeah that’s him

Makes little flower crowns

Idk this boy just really likes flowers okay

Their a secret for a while and because he’s not friends with everyone no one really “finds out” and the just tell the class

Aizawa kinda knew they were together the whole time it was obvious it’s just no one paid attention

Y/n is willing to get in fight for people they care for and Ojiro will just pull them away with his tail from beating some kid who made fun of Deku

They call him “Lovely little Monkey” cause he’s only 5’4 or around there and they find it cute

When it gets more serious he makes a vow to them that he will never hit them or hurt them in anyway and it’s the sweetest thing ever

When y/n is having a bad day he’ll just come at them with a million bad puns and pick up lines to make them laugh

Y/n likes wearing his Martial Arts clothes and he’s like “would you actually wanna learn?” And after a second of thinking they nod their head at rapid speed

Denki and y/n are the only people who can touch his tail (him and Denki are great friends try to change my mind)

When he’s a pro hero y/n and him are partners and they don’t tell the public their together

Every fan ships them

So one day they think no one is watching them after a fight and they kiss and congratulate each other on how good they did

Turns out there were a ton of cameras around them and it was on the news

Y/n almost killed the network ngl

Denki Kaminari

He may seem like a perv but he’s only a perv at home don’t worry ❤️

Anyways (cause writing THAT made me uncomfortable)

Y/n makes him study and sometimes he doesn’t and they’ll check to see if he’s studying and at some point their just like

“I’m gonna study with you to make sure you study”

He did study when they were with him :)

Drop kicks Mineta when he hits on y/n even tho he knows y/n and him are dating

When y/n doesn’t know he’s there he’ll go up to them and give them a small zap and they’ll giggle

(Okay druggie Denki coming through) y/n helps him get out of addiction 😌

Puts him in rehab if it’s bad bad

Once Bakugo made fun of their relationship and behind Denki’s back y/n beat him to the ground and the next day he had a black eye and some bruises and Denki was like “bro what happened” “nothin”

They mess with Ojiro’s tail together

Y/n will rant and he just sits staring at them and nodding occasionally

👏watching 👏crappy 👏 tv shows / movies 👏 together 👏👏👏👏👏

When he’s in dumbass mode y/n will throw him over their shoulder and bring him to the dorms and the whole class finds it so funny

On Twitter and other social media they will post a pic of the other and the text is just a keyboard smash

Before they got together he would do that but in the Bakusquad group chat and Bakugo just left the chat at some point cause he was tired of random clearly not asked for pics of y/n and just “akaoqiwbbejwhbwoqj I thinking I’m simping”

Relationship is not a secret whatsoever

He just went up to them in the middle of lunch, got down on one knee, took one of their hands and asked them to go out with him and after bursting into laughter y/n said yes

The embodiment of “COUPLES ARE A COMPETETION AND I AM WINNING HAVE YOU SEEN MY SIGNIFICANT OTHER!?!??”

He’s protective but also if no ones eyeing y/n or hitting on them he’ll low key be offended for y/n like “how dare they not find you to be the hottest/ cutest/ most wonderful being in the universe?”

Kirishima

If y/n is tired after training then he’ll pick them up bridle style and the Bakusquad calls him a simp

It’s literally the most healthy relationship you could ever imagine

Neither will hesitate to call the other out if their being unfair/ not putting effort into the relationship or “unmanly” as Kirishima says

Makes sure each of them get a good amount of self care as well as taking care of the other

Rarely fight, get in arguments but settle it out peacefully and with respect for one another

He would break up with y/n if they make him feel less or like he has to “be good enough for them” because he heavily values self worth because of this insecurity’s in middle school

Y/n makes him feel like he can do anything tho so don’t worry

Sometimes y/n just sits down and stares at Kirishima whiles he’s ranting about something he’s passionate about and smiling

Then he’s like “why are you staring?”

Y/n: *absolutely star struck* “u pretty”

Has hot coco in the summer

Making pillow/ blanket forts and when their done using them jumping on top and destroying them

Y/n will run at him from behind and he hears their footsteps and then shifts to pick them up for a piggy back ride

Swinging their arms around when they hold hands 😫

Y/n snorts when they laugh and their insecure about it and then Kirishima is like “okay then I’ll not try to make them laugh to much so they don’t snort and feeling bad!” And then y/n thinks he’s less interested in them

And then he makes up for it in making them laugh a ton (like to where they start coughing) and cudddle up to them and tell them how he loves their snort

Get each other gifts and ONLY gives them in front of the rest of the class to flaught how much they adore each other

Fist bumps are a form of intimate affection and you can’t change his mind

So are high fives

Even if they break up they will still be really good friends

Kirishima metions how he really likes how Bakugo makes a random food and y/n will force him to teach them how to make it

Forehead kisses Forehead kisses Forehead kisses Forehead kis-

Has a new pet name for each other every day

Fat gum has to approve (he does, he adores y/n)

Kirishima and y/n definitely call him dad

Tamaki meets them and after he tells Kirishima “their really nice you have good taste” and then feels bad because he made it sound like food

All four are just best friends and after the raid y/n totally takes them all out for boba or something like that because they are proud

Kouji Kouda (Koda)

Very, very slow relationship

It was like 6 months in before they kissed

Every time he leaves a room he’ll be like “bye I love you!”

Doesn’t get jealous at all

Like a guy could literally slap their butt and he’ll just sit their like “well that’s not very friendly” and then y/n tells him how it made them uncomfortable and he’s like “OH NO I SHOULD OF HELPED”

Dates at the park

Y/n will see like a squirrel or bird or something and be like “Koda Koda go say hi tell it hi for me please”

The type to look up how to be romantic and he just sits at his computer like “why would I kiss them in the rain????? We would be wet and uncomfortable?????”

First date is at a petting zoo

They (Koda would not propose) proposed at that same petting zoo but made arrangements to where no one else would be there so he wouldn’t be embarrassed

Legit learning Morse code or silent language so he doesn’t have to talk

Little notes left on their desk before their together and y/n’s friends are all like “you have a secret admirer~~~” and he glances over to blushing y/n and stiffens, blushing

Y/n always getting the spiders

At first wanted to do the “cover with a glass slip a piece of paper let it free” method but then he got paranoid they got back in the dorm

At the start of the relationship whenever y/n even breaths he’s staring at the ground blushing

Once they were cuddling and he had his head in their chest (uncomfortable for y/n but they deal) and they started singing and he melt on the spot

When they feel down in the morning and Koda can’t walk with them back to the dorms for whatever reason a trail of little rabbits and other cute animals will follow them trying to cheer them up

Rikidou Satou

Constantly baking for y/n, after something runs out he will have something even better ready to give to them

Teaches has them to bake

Self doubts when y/n is around good looking people and tries to show off his muscles to show that he’s worth them

Y/n knows he deserves them ❤️

Some times he’ll make something super sugary and shares with the class and their all like “????? This is so sugary I can’t eat this???????”

And y/n is munching on it and everyone knows that he makes them stuff like this all the time

“How in the world are you still fit?” “Lots and lots of working out and only eat healthy outside of it. No chips or anything , and it’s fine”

Randomly declares that he loves random thing about them

“I love how their hair smells after they shower!” “Okay Satou anyways when are we gonna-“

Y/n said he was a good kisser once and now every time he sees them walk in the room he makes a kissy face

Taking random walks around campus

And they talk to people they pass by

Like so many people around the school know about them and they become known as “that one really cute walking couple”

#mha #bnha #bnha x reader #ojiro x reader #denki kaminari #denki x reader #Kirishima #kirishima x reader #kouji kouda #Koda x reader

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cuinnamonbun · 3 years

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Hi again! I got another HC idea. 😌

How would the brothers + angels react to a laidback Muslim MC whose also really violent? Like their mood switch flips instantly lmao

Aye, wassup friend! Regarding your ask, at this point you’re just describing ME lmao, somedays I really do just wake up and choose violence 😭 aite let’s do this 😎

The Demon Brothers + Angels Reacting to a Laidback Muslim!MC Turning Violent

Lucifer

At first this man loves MC and the amount of calm and composure that they have

Though he finds it irritating when he’s threatening them and they would just look up at him with the most dull expression on their face (like seriously human, you should be SCARED)

But still, with how chaotic his brothers are, he appreciates a collected and peaceful demeanour whenever he finds it and MC is breath of fresh air even if he won’t admit it

Silence with them always felt comforting and never awkward

One day, he noticed that MC was rather tense and rigid and had asked them if they were fine to which they replied yes through gritted teeth

Sensing that perhaps they were not in the best of moods, he let them go only to hear them politely ask Mammon to get out of their room

Of course our resident dumbass (affectionate) refused in an attempt to tease them, only to be YEETED from the room and into the hallway where Lucifer was standing with a bewildered look on his face

MC was standing by the door with a dark look in their eyes and the most sinister looking scowl that could rival Satan’s before they slammed the door shut in their faces

When he finally got over his shock, he would be extremely, extremely enthused

He will now spend his free time trying to rile up MC just so he can see them lose their temper again

He couldn’t help himself. He knew that Islam emphasises heavily on the virtues of patience as a sign of piety and so he just assumes that MC would just,,,,never yield to anything

This is when he realises he has a corruption kink ok sorry not sorry

May or may not pop a boner if/when he succeeds and they blow up (not literally) in his face

Mammon

He adores this human. Partly because he’s head over heels in love with them he hardly has anyone to drag with him along with his schemes and this human just seems to be down for anything, and mostly because they’re always so coolheaded

It allows him to pull off his plans without a hitch because MC’s composure allows them to be able to think up a quick solution whenever the two of them inevitably face a brick wall during one of Mammon’s schemes

With them around, Mammon would be 15% richer than he would be if he went alone so he’s keeping them around thank u very much

The first time he witnessed them turn violent is when the two of them were hanging out in his room when Levi bursted in, screaming his head off about how Mammon stole his wallet (he didn’t) and that the limited edition Ruri-chan collection was dropping soon in 24 hours and yada yada yada

And when he found out that Mammon didn’t, in fact, steal it, Levi wouldn’t apologise, oh no no no no. Rather, he would proceed to insult and degrade his brother until MC finally have had enough and went. off.

Seriously, the two demons were so shocked that the usually chill human was now on their feet and threatening to ‘deck Levi over the head WWE style if he didn’t quit it with the insults’ that the two brothers just stopped arguing

If Mammon weren’t so astounded, he would’ve found the whole thing hilarious because here is one of the rulers of Hell, turning white as a sheet as he is being cussed out by a small, furious human

After their long-winded (and frankly terrifying) speech that were riddled with not-so-subtle threats, Levi mumbled an apology and quickly shuffled out of the room with his tail between his legs and MC just plopped back down on his couch with their usual dull expression back on their face as if they didn’t just go on a tirade just seconds prior

Mammon’s love for the MC increased tenfold right then and there

Leviathan

Oh, you’re really quiet and laidback? Cool.

He doesn’t really care about it but he does enjoy having them around during his gaming sessions or when he needs a buddy to watch anime with him because they’re the only ones who would listen to him prattle on about theories and endings whilst enjoying the game/anime

He also vents to them A LOT and is the first person he seeks whenever he’s annoyed or frustrated by his brothers

He was heading over to the living room for movie night with his brothers and MC when he found his brothers all bickering with one another (no shocker there) and MC sitting on the couch reading a hard cover book

Of course, once they saw him enter, he was immediately dragged into the argument about which movie they were gonna watch

Now as the otaku of the family, Levi’s pretty very vocal and highly opinionated about the type of film they should watch for movie night and he dislikes it whenever someone would argue with him on his choice of film

So when Satan told him to his face that his movie selection sucked and he should just leave his input out, Levi would be so, so, SO offended and upset which was evident from his expression alone

Before he could defend himself though, a book suddenly went hurtling through the air and hit Satan right in the middle of his forehead like a bullseye

At first Satan was FURIOUS but it quickly died down when all the brothers finally realised where the book had come from: MC’s direction

They all turned to see an irritated look on their usually placid face and dominant arm raised as if they’d just thrown a shot put

“Oops. My hand slipped,” they said monotonously before sauntering away from the now-quiet living room

Levi is now cautious of accidentally angering MC, but he can’t help that moe feeling that MC actually threw that book in his defense

Satan

As the Avatar of Wrath, Satan is extremely attuned to people’s rage and MC is no different

He was honestly the only one out of his brothers who wouldn’t be surprised if one day MC woke up and chose violence

I mean, he usually keeps his wrath under wraps, hiding it well with an easy smile and friendly demeanour and he could tell that MC was the same

He knew that no one human could ever have that high amount of patience, especially when dealing with his brothers, doesn’t matter if they’re religious or not

In fact, he was waiting for the day he would finally see them snap and release all the pent up rage he knew they bottle carefully within themselves

Of course it happened when Asmo would not stop pestering MC about going to the club

As MC is a Muslim, it’s not a surprise that they’re against going to places like clubs, casinos or bars

Usually MC was able to tune out Asmo’s pleas like white noise but it was when Asmo turned to physically dragging them that became the proverbial straw that broke the camel’s back

The poker-faced MC now looked more like an Avatar of Wrath than Satan himself

Satan only watched in amusement as MC dug their heels in the pavement, cradled a confused Asmo’s face in their hands...and pulled his cheeks with a bright smile and the most ominous look in their eyes before telling him ‘fuck off before I proceed to give all of ur prized makeup and skincare for Mammon to sell and use our pact to make u watch as he earns his cash’ in the sweetest way possible

Asmo no longer pesters them to join him clubbing

Satan: I’d just like to say, I’m your biggest fan

Asmodeus

Asmo loves loves LOVES having this human around because they always let him use them as his own personal doll

That means impromptu fashion shows in his room, makeovers, spa days, mani-pedis you name it

So he always assumed they were this paragon of patience and stoicism, never once losing their cool

The first time he saw them turn violent was when the two of them were walking down to the kitchen with Asmo chatting their ear off about some scandal this succubus has found herself in with these two demon best friends while they just listened and occassionally chiming in

When they reached the kitchen however, they found Beel by the kitchen, no shocker there

But MC had stopped dead in their tracks because right there in his hands was the chilled lemon soufflé that they’d been making for Lucifer (upon his request)

It’d taken them hours to perfect the dessert to Lucifer’s standards and they’d left it in the fridge to chill before serving it to him for tea time

So when Beel raised the now-empty glass to show to MC with a happy look on his face, it was enough to send them over the edge and scream bloody murder to the brothers’ surprise

Beel will apologise sheepishly but MC will force him to remake the dessert without letting him eat anything until it is perfect

It was torture for him and Asmo vows to never unintentionally set them off again because...holy shit MC

Beelzebub

Beel is a chill dude most of them time when he’s not hungry

All he wants is for his brothers to stay safe, happy and healthy and he’s a happy demon 🥺

He likes having a laidback MC around whether it’s during studying, snacking or even when he’s working out

Their presence is always so calming and comforting for him since their lax nature just reminds him so much of Belphie

The first time he saw them truly angry was when they’d found out that their favourite sweater that they brought back from the human world had been destroyed and discarded in the trash

As it turned out, Belphie had been rumaging through their room for something to snuggle with while MC had been away at Purgatory Hall and found their sweater

In an unfortunate string of events, a loose thread from the sweater had caught on the end of a door latch and the sleepy Belphegor hadn’t enough patience at the time to gently untangle it

Instead, he forcefully yanked it, causing the sweater to tear

Deciding that it’s better to just grab their blanket or something, Belphie discarded the article of clothing in the trash before stealing their blanket and stalking away to the attic for a nap

When MC found out, they. were. furious.

That means a lot of smashing, screaming and shouting until Beelzebub or Lucifer finally managed to calm them down

He’s sad that MC is so angry at his twin but he never wanted to see MC lose their temper like that ever again

Belphegor

Exam season was rapidly approaching at RAD and that means more assignments, quizzes and tests

For the average student, it also means sleepless nights, mental breakdowns and consuming a concerning amount of caffeine

For Belphegor, he simply couldn’t give a shit

No amount of exams is scary enough to get his ass out of bed and study

And like his other brothers, he assumed the same for MC

They always had that poker face on them as they studied and they never once argued or talked back to one of his brothers even though they were being so annoying and irritating (to him) and were clearly disturbing their revision time

He sees the hard work that they’re putting in their studies and reputation and even though they hide it behind a blasé mask, he knew they were exhausted

It was up to Belphegor to recognise their cues and force them to take breaks by napping with him

He was peacefully napping in the common room beside a studying MC, patiently waiting for their 25 minute break from their pomodoro session when Lucifer had walked in and begun to bark chores at them that even woke up the younger demon beside them

And to their surprise, rather than wordlessly carrying out his commands like the demons had expected them to, MC slammed their pen down on the coffee table and yelled at him

MC: you know what, Lucifer? Why don’t you take your ***** and ****** then shove it up your ****** and let’s not forget to *****, you little ***** ***** *****!!!

Belphegor had never been more proud and concerned for this little human who was far too brave for their own good

Simeon

It’s said by everyone who knew him that Simeon is always so calm and composed, always greeting everybody with a kind smile and gentle eyes

He never once loses his cool, but that doesn’t mean that he does not feel anger from time to time

Like Satan, Simeon is understanding of MC’s anger and would never reprimand them for blowing up

Anger is healthy after all

He has expressed concern before for MC’s mental wellbeing as they were far too patient for their own good

Of course, in all his years of living, he has seen remarkable humans with superhuman patience before like the Prophets Muhammad and Jesus (peace be upon them) but even that was because they had divine intervention

The first time he saw them finally snap was when the two of them were enjoying a pleasant walk towards the House of Lamentation from RAD when Mammon and Levi appeared out of nowhere and began fighting again

It had been non-stop screaming, insulting and fighting with these two for almost three weeks now and MC was so, so, sooo close to yeeting them off the side of a cliff

Their composure finally snapped when Mammon and Levi had been roughhousing so close to them that they accidentally stepped on Simeon’s robe (or is it more of a cape?? idk) and tore a small hole in it

Simeon has never been more surprised to see MC roar at them and begin a stern lecture that reminded him so terribly of Lucifer

He was so amused that he couldn’t help but laugh when they forced the two to apologise to him before dragging them over to the House by their ears, completely ignoring their desperate cries for mercy

It was a hilarious sight and he would’ve recorded that entire scene on his DDD if he weren’t so hopeless with technology

Luke

MY SONNN

Luke is reminded of Simeon when he first got to know MC

They were always so collected and level-headed even though they were thrown in Hell out of the blue for an exchange programme that lasts a whole year

He never understood how they could be so chill with living with 7 demons under one roof though like??? hello????? human are u functioning well?

But he likes having them around because they’re always so nice to him and always keen on spending time with him

Which is where he finally saw them snap

The two of them were carrying their cupcakes that they’d made for their picnic date alongside Simeon and Solomon and had left them on the table for a few minutes while they went to gather the rest of the supplies

They came back to see that the cupcakes had been ravaged by Mammon, Levi and Beel who all looked so pleasantly happy munching on their hard work

Luke was extremely distraught and upset over this and protective MC will NOT tolerate this kind of behaviour to their son

So using the power of the pacts, they forced the brothers to grovel at his feet and apologise by doing whatever Luke wants them to do

He wants a glass of water? LEVI GET UR ASS TO THE KITCHEN RN! He wants pizza? MAMMON U RUN UR CUT LIL BUTT TO HELL’S KITCHEN AND GET HIM A LARGE PIZZA STAT! He wants to be fed? BEEL U BETTER MOVE THAT FOOD FROM UR MOUTH SON AND FEED IT TO HIM ASAP!

Luke secretly enjoys it but he still can’t help but feel kinda bad for the brothers and slightly scared of MC now

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Do You Have A Name, Or Can I Call You Mine? - Machine Gun Kelly Fan Fiction

Word Count: 2550 words

Warnings: None

Summary: Colson gets the phone call he'd hoped for, and more. There are more bad pick-up lines.

Where else can you find this: Ao3 | Wattpad

Colson grinned down at his phone, unable to hide the expression when he saw the screen light up from another message from Rosie, knowing full-well it was another cheesy pick-up line.

She sent one every on her lunch break, usually when Colson was just getting out of the apartment they were renting for the week, and he always sent one back. It was a bit dumb - real high-school childish shit - but he'd be lying if he said he didn't fucking love it, if only because it was an excuse to talk to Rosie.

They hadn't had a chance to talk on a call yet; they seemed to have opposite schedules, with her finishing work around four in the evening, just when his day was really beginning, and he was still passed out in the morning before she started work at eight. Still, he didn't think they went more than twelve hours without messaging each other, and he liked her enough that he'd even mentioned her in passing to Casie when they'd spoken, telling her the story of how he'd met Rosie

His daughter had rolled her eyes and told him not to embarrass himself and more than he already had with his bad pick up lines, only to be horrified when Colson told her Rosie found him funny, and had some awful pick-up lines of her own. The faux-fear on Casie's face as she'd whispered that now there were 'two of them now' had made him laugh so hard his jaw hurt...and gave him a little bit of hope that he and Rosie could make something work.

MESSAGE FROM ROSIE 🌹

I would take you to the movies, but they don’t allow snacks.

That's what the kids are calling each other these days, right? A snack?

Woman, I am thirty years old.

I have no idea.

God I feel old. I called someone a hunk the other day, and Grace actually asked me what I was talking about.

Oh yeah? Was that someone me?

I couldn't say.

It was a pretty standard chat for them - but it still gave Colson butterflies in the pit of his stomach.

After a few days of messaging, the bad pick-up lines and chat had progressed into flirting, and now both of them were dancing around each other, trying to work out how serious the other one was...at least Colson was. He'd admit, it was a little bit weird to be the one feeling like they were chasing, and he was pretty sure he didn't like it. He was second-guessing what he messaged to her, over-thinking about what she messaged him, and generally giving himself anxiety over manning up and just telling her he wanted more than exchanging texts.

Logically, he knew it shouldn't be that hard; he'd literally been speaking for her for four days, if she told him to fuck off, then it wasn't like he was losing someone who'd been in his life for years. It shouldn't be this hard to just say what he felt. But everytime he typed it all out, he ended up deleting it.

He'd stopped even trying.

If you say so. Honestly, I've got other worries.

I lost my teddy bear. Can I sleep with you tonight?

I know you can't hear me, but I just groaned. Audibly.

The kids I have in detention are so confused.

As stressed as he was over confessing his feelings to Rosie, that was enough to make him chuckle under his breath. The juxtaposition of Rosie, the badass looking woman he'd met at a venue bar, and Miss Barnes, the secondary school history teacher, was utterly hilarious to him. He just kept picturing her standing in front of a whiteboard in her fishnets and leather miniskirt every time her job came up...and whenever he got into the shower.

Sorry, Miss Barnes.

Fuck off.

Chuckling, Colson slid his phone into his pocket and let himself into the studio he was recording at.

He was determined to finish early today; he might not get done by four, but he was hoping to get out in time to ring Rosie before he went out tonight. Maybe he couldn't work up the courage to tell her how he truly felt, but that didn't mean he didn't want to speak to her. If anything, he was hoping hearing her voice might give him the kick in the pants to come clean.

He was keeping his fingers crossed.

MESSAGE FROM ROSIE 🌹

I know this is a bit short notice, but can we call?

Yeah, course. Everything okay?

Colson waited to see if Rosie would message back, only for her number to flash up as she skipped messaging just to call him.

"Hey, you alright?"

'I'm good. Friday's are rough.' Rosie sighed, sounded exhausted, even though it was only quarter past twelve: 'For once I didn't have anyone in detention so I've locked the door and now I'm hiding in the cupboard at the back of the classroom.'

Colson let out a low whistle: "That does sound rough."

'It's not that bad. I stuck an old desk chair in here and I have a phone charger and a bar of chocolate.'

"I meant the fact that you're hiding in a cupboard, but I'm happy you're happy in there." Colson snorted, hearing Rosie chuckle softly in return: "What on earth did the kids do to drive you this insane?"

'Ah, it's just the time of year. No-one wants to pay attention on a Friday, and next week is the last week before they get a week off for half-term, so all the kids have turned into monsters. Well, bigger monsters than they usually are.' Rosie sighed, before audibly cheering up: 'But I didn't call to bitch about my job; I called because I wanted to speak to you. And because I think I have found the best chat-up line ever.'

"Oh yeah?"

'I am going to complain to iTunes about you not being this week's hottest single.'

Colson laughed so hard that Rook poked his head through the door of the kitchen, looking confused. Colson shook his head, making Rook raise his eyebrows, only backing out when Colson flipped him off with his free hand.

He was definitely going to bother Colson about this later, the nosy little shit, but for now Colson couldn't bring himself to care about anything other than the way Rosie was laughing at her own joke. It was fucking adorable; she sounded so happy with herself for making him laugh, it made his chest feel a little tight. She was literally the best thing to happen to him this year, and he was already so attached that he didn't want to lose her.

The sudden realisation made him bold - he couldn't keep chickening out of talking to her. He had to tell her how he felt.

"I mean, that's good. So good I'm not sure mine is going to stand up to it."

'Well, we'll never know if you don't say it.'

"Wanna grab a coffee...because I like you a latte." Colson took a deep breath: "I suppose, to make up for it not being as funny as yours...I could tell you it's a serious offer?"

The only response was silence.

Colson was ready to take it back, only for Rosie to clear her throat: 'Like...a date?'

"Yeah, like a date." Colson agreed: "I mean, it doesn't have to be coffee. We could go for dinner; there's this cool restaurant that's meant to be good, or we could go do something fun, or - "

'Dinner would be nice.'

Colson's heart stopped.

She agreed to dinner. She agreed to dinner!

"That's great!" Colson swallowed, feeling the same anxiety that Rosie sounded like she was feeling, and wanting to get away from it and focus on the excitement building in his stomach: "Because you know what’s on the menu? Me 'n' u."

Rosie groaned, but he could hear her trying not to laugh as she did so: 'That was so bad...but it was also amazing, so it's a date. Literally.'

"It's a date."

'I can't wait.'

"Me either. I'll see you Friday."

Goddamn...

Colson saw Rosie before she saw him, standing just inside the front door to the restaurant they'd agreed to meet at, all lit up by the soft yellow-white fairy lights strung that hung in a curtain against the wall behind her. She looked like a fucking dream: in a modest black dress that she somehow managed to make look scandalous, the material hugging every inch of her, even though it covered her from neck to wrist to just below her knees. With bright red lips and scarlet shoes, Colson wasn't sure he wanted to share the sight of her with all the other guys in the restaurant. He was already half-ready to punch the dude at the front desk, who was staring at her ass while her back was turned to him.

Instead, he quickened his pace. The sooner they were seated, the sooner that guy could fuck off and eye-fuck some other woman.

Even though he was pissed, the look on Rosie's face when he opened the door was more than enough to calm him down: "Colson! Did you have Lucky Charms for breakfast? Because you look magically delicious."

Just like that, the anger was replaced with laughter: "Damn it, that was good. You keep making jokes like that, and I'm gonna think you're a campfire - because 'cos you’re hot and I’m going to want s’more."

Rosie laughed, and allowed him to pull her in for a hug, wrapping her arms around his neck as he tightened his around her waist. He made sure to glare at the dude who'd been staring at her ass, even though he was now looking utterly disgusted by their exchange of cheesy pick-up lines, but mostly he got distracted by the smell of Rosie's perfume. It was a new one on him, but he was pretty sure he was already addicted to the muted citrus and almost peppery smell of it.

They reluctantly pulled apart - and Colson was thrilled that Rosie seemed just as reluctant as he was - but remained in contact by holding hands as they walked up to the little podium thing, where ass guy was currently looking down his nose at them.

"Do you two have a reservation?"

"Yeah, for two, under the name Baker." Colson smirked, watching the guy's face drop.

Colson felt no remorse.

Ass guy called over a waitress and asked her to show him and Rosie to a table upstairs, before telling them to have a good meal. Rosie smiled, albeit coolly, making Colson wonder if she'd been aware of the jackass staring at her earlier, but Colson just smirked. He wasn't usually a dick to people; he'd worked at fucking Chipotle, he knew he wasn't better than anyone, but this dude was just asking for it. Colson wrapped an arm around Rosie's waist as they walked away, letting everyone in there know exactly who she was here with. They could eat their hearts out, he was the one lucky enough to get to sit down to have dinner with her.

Just the thought was enough to make Colson smile.

Rosie smiled back: "Oh, wow. Did the sun come out, or did you just smile at me?"

"Damn." Colson reached up to cover his smile with his hand, even though it was widening: "That was good. Not as much as the Lucky Charms one, but still good. Almost makes me wish I didn't ruin it by hating my smile so much."

"I try my best." Rosie winked: "And your smile is cute!"

"Almost as cute as you." Colson winked at her watching her cheeks turn a faint shade of pink.

Despite her blushing, though, Rosie wasn't lost for words: "Smooth."

"Yeah? How's this for smooth - are you Netflix? Because I could watch you for hours."

"Not bad...but not as good as roses are red, my face is too, that only happens when I’m around you."

Colson laughed.

Normally he liked having the last word, because the only thing he was more than mouthy was stubborn, and he wasn't ashamed of that...but something about going back and forth with Rosie made it more entertaining to just let himself stop looking for the next thing to say and just enjoy being truly present. There was no pressure from her for him to be edgy or sharp-tongued. Although she did seem to like him when he was, she also seemed to like him when he was spouting lame chat-up lines and being a dork.

It was impossible to put into words how good it felt to be able to relax. There weren't a lot of people Colson could let his guard down around, but in the short time he'd known her Rosie had already become one of them. With her, he felt like he could talk about what he was doing, without worrying that it was going to get back to someone it shouldn't or end up on the internet.

They talked about what he was doing in the studio, about her least favourite class to teach and how much she dreaded the last lesson on a Friday when she had them, about their family and friends and what was happening with them. Not once did Colson worry about anything he was saying or think about censoring himself. Nothing felt like stilted or forced - with Rosie, Colson was so engrossed in their conversation that he ordered and ate on auto-pilot, barely noticing anything other than Rosie. It was like she was the center of the universe tonight, and Colson couldn't keep his eyes off of her. It literally took the waitress coming over to ask if they wanted the cheque for Colson to realise that the restaurant was almost empty.

The waitress was all too happy to let them pay, hurrying them out the door as politely as possible, hovering as Colson helped Rosie into her jacket, and wishing them a goodnight as they headed for the stairs. They got out onto the street, standing close to the window to let the city pass them by as they spoke.

"Thank you for a really nice night." Rosie smiled: "The thought of this literally kept me going this week, and it was the best night I've had in a long time."

Colson felt his heart start to pick up, even as he tried to act onfident: "I'm glad it lived up to your expectations...I'm also glad you've been fantasising about me."

Rosie laughed: "You wish. Maybe I was just thinking about the dessert."

"In fairness, that passionfruit cheesecake you had was fucking amazing." Colson laughed back: "I'd dream about that."

"It was the best...well, except for you." Rosie smiled, her voice softening to something sweet and genuine: "I had a really nice time tonight, Colson."

"I did too. Honestly, I think you might be the best thing to happen to me all year...so, at the risk of ruining all of that..." Colson tailed off, leaning down to pause with his lips an inch from Rosie's: "Can I borrow a kiss? I swear I’ll give it back."

Rosie closed the gap herself, leaning up that last inch to press their lips together.

It was amazing.

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could i request an -oikawa-kuroo-suga- headcanons for a partner with autism/adhd? (autism and adhd in girls can be like, real hard to write if you dont have it or know someone who does so its 100% okay to say no wididnejfufhejrr) especially with like, being embarrassed about stimming in front of them or dealing with rejection sensitive dysphoria as a symptom 😗👉👈 thank yooooooooooou i owe u my liyef

haikyuu + s/o with autism/adhd headcanons

✧ hc’s ✧ for oikawa, kuroo, suga & tendou

❧ gn reader

✎ 1.3k words

a/n: i got u b! this is wut im here for, to help u feel a lil represented 😌 also ik u a special fren of mine so hehe here u go (happy birthday soon btw c; ily i hope you enjoy pls feel free to lmk if there’s smth youd like me to change ♡)! aLsO pLEASePLEAseplEASe anyone let me know if there is something I wrote in this that doesn’t sit well with you. as someone who does not have autism/adhd or has had much experience around people who do, i cannot portray it accurately. i do not intend to misrepresent anyone’s experiences. i love and care for you all; the last thing i want to do is hurt or offend anyone. thankfully anon + the internet were great sources for me to try to understand things better. tho that is not to say i can fully comprehend these conditions (cuz i never can unless i experience it myself)

n e ways, u r all loveli n i hope ur having an amazing day <3

just wanna preface that these bois would love anyone for who they are, and would do their best to support you in whatever ways possible <3

oikawa

✧ oikawa had been replying consistently to your messages before suddenly disappearing with no explanation,,,

✧ at first it seemed like nothing, but after several hours and follow up texts from yourself, you couldn’t help but think that maybe he just didn’t want to reply to you

✧ maybe he didn’t even like you anymore

✧ fear that every moment you shared together meant nothing settled in the pit of your stomach

✧ a while later you received a phone call from a very apologetic oikawa, who was explaining that he dropped his phone in the bowl of ramen he was eating and had to go to the store and wait for hours before finally getting a new one and--

✧ “a-are you crying? hey, what’s wrong? i’m sorry i was gone for so long. i’m here now.”

✧ will definitely come over immediately to give you reassuring cuddles

✧ “you mean the world to me. i never want to hurt you, and i never want to leave you, either.”

✧ makes sure to communicate very clearly with you to reassure you what he really means

✧ always reminding you how much he cares about you to reinforce in your head that he’s always going to be there for you

✧ does self-care days with you to destress because life is tough (*cue selfies with face masks and laying in bed for hours with each other’s comforting presence*)

✧ very quick to defend and protect you from people who hurt you. will ask, “excuse me, can i help you?” with a piercing glare that’ll get anyone to back down

✧ gives you constant reassurance about your stimming

✧ helps you interpret social cues and situations, gives you tips on how to handle your interactions with others and in under circumstances (as well as how to remain calm in your own mind)

✧ practices positive self-talk with you because he wants to help you see how great you are

✧ anyone who doesn’t see it is at a loss and is irrelevant, they don’t exist in oikawa’s book 💅

kuroo

✧ always educating himself so he knows how to be helpful

✧ unintentionally embarrassed you once by asking what you were doing when he caught you stimming once (which was when he found out about it)

✧ he was genuinely curious and meant no harm, and he apologized for bringing it up how he did

✧ however, he was glad he asked you so that he could be informed and reassure you that stimming is okay. he understands the importance of it and he’d prefer you have something to help you self-soothe. no judgment here, this is a safe space

✧ takes mental notes on all your favorite stims (verbal, visual, tactile, oral, proprioception, etc)

✧ even discovers new stims for you to try and buys you things to help with them (“here, this is a fidget spinner, y/n” or “you know they make CHEWABLE JEWLERY? they call it CHEWELRY. that’s genius. *typing on phone* what colors do you like, babe?” )

✧ encourages you to talk about your feelings and find additional coping strategies (“let’s try this neat breathing technique i learned about today!”)

✧ saves you from overwhelming situations (ie. pulling you out of a crowd, shutting down really noisy things, giving you space to clear your head and breathe)

✧ ruffles your hair as a sign of affection and calls you cute nicknames

✧ helps you study, make plans, and stay organized. tries to keep things interesting and interactive so you don’t lose interest/find it boring

✧ when you’re having an especially hard time focusing, he’ll pull you aside for a relaxing break like talking a small walk, watching an episode of y’alls favorite show, sharing a snack, playing a game, looking at memes or tik tok, chatting, etc

✧ makes sure to validate your feelings first and acknowledge your concerns before giving you his thoughts

✧ helps you view situations from a different perspective so you don’t assume rejection from others. when there is some form of rejection, he’s there to help you cope with the emotions

✧ gives you a lot of hugs when you’re feeling dejected and lonely, reminding you he’ll never leave your side

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✧ he’s quite perceptive, so when he noticed your unease, he asked you about it

✧ embarrassed but not wanting to lie, especially to suga, you admitted to being afraid of stimming around him and that you had been trying to hold back from it (even if it was hard)

✧ his eyes immediately soften as he tells you that there’s no reason to be embarrassed about it

✧ he just wants you to be yourself and feel comfortable

✧ learns about all of your stims. totally supports and normalizes them (however, if they’re ever self-injurous, he’ll do research and consult expert help to redirect the behavior)

✧ will absolutely take good care of you, he’s not sugamama for no reason

✧ a great listener! always hearing you out when you talk about your passions and interests

✧ wants you to express yourself however you can because he understands communication may not always be easy (reminder that communication and expression aren’t always verbal!)

✧ praises you and hypes you up all the time, going on about how there’s so much about you he loves

✧ has the most soothing voice ever. will whisper you sweet, reassuring words to calm and ease your mind

✧ will even just hum for you. lit rally anything. the suga juke box varies from lullabies to funky fresh songs

✧ very patient and will support you when you feel upset, frustrated, and/or have outbursts

✧ encourages you to talk about your feelings, but never pressures you. shares his own thoughts and feelings to help you open up, asks you thoughtful questions

✧ may be ultimate soft boi but gives anyone the look™ if they even just stare, and goes feral if someone’s ever rude to you in any way, calls them tf out and is #satisfied when he gets them to apologize

✧ also helps you study and be organized! good at creating schedules and encouraging you to stick with them

✧ constantly making sure you eat sufficient meals 😋 and get enough rest 😴 will nag you until you do

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✧ MORE THAN HAPPY TO PROVIDE ALL THE STIMULATION YOU NEED, says it’s an opportunity to give each other mutual attention and bond

✧ but will also provide you an outlet for just relaxing and unwinding

✧ will talk to you for hours and hours about your favorite shows/movies/books

✧ BINGES THEM WITH YOU

✧ always treating you to your favorite snacks/flavors and discovering new things for you to try that will match your taste/texture preferences (only the best for u 😌)

✧ curious about how stims make you feel and asks you to describe those sensations to him

✧ thinks it’s super cool when you can finish his sentences for him,,, cuz it’s like y’all on the same wavelength (you gellll)

✧ if anyone made you feel bad,,, o boy

✧ tendou would intimidate them to the point he would probably appear in their nightmares ffegjegk this is why you don’t fuck with this man or those who cares about

✧ king of spontaneity and asks if you’re down to do the most random things

✧ “let’s buy a trampoline”

✧ *2 am* “you down for some fries and dip? and by dip i mean m i l k s h a k e s”

✧ of course he’ll never suggest things he knows you would be uncomfortable with. never puts you in a stressful situation and always makes sure you’re enjoying yourself

✧ invites you everywhere and makes sure you feel included. always by your side!

✧ squeezes your hand whenever he can tell you’re feeling anxious

✧ if you feel anxious about trying new things, he’s there to encourage you! recounts all the positive aspects

✧ but if you’re really excited to try something, you bet he’ll match your excitement

✧ a very good listener. empathizes a lot with being misunderstood or seen as “different,” and is therefore a major source of comfort

✧ constantly showing you how to be yourself and that you shouldn’t feel ashamed about it, cuz that’s who he fell in love with

#haikyuu x reader #oikawa x reader #kuroo x reader #sugawara x reader #tendou x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #sugawara koushi x reader #tendou satori x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu headcanons #requests

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nialledfromfics · 4 years

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The Dating Game | Chapter Four

“So, what’s up with this chick you won’t shut up about? What’s her name?”

Niall’s fingers stopped plucking at the strings of his guitar and he looked over at his best friend, and roommate, Chris, who was slumped back into their massive couch with a beer in his hand. They had known each other nearly their whole lives, Chris moving in with Niall after he had bought his house in LA to watch over the place when Niall had to travel with his career. Chris was hilarious and had a bit of a wild streak, sometimes coming on a little too strong, but underneath it all, he was a teddy bear and had always been a huge support system for Niall.

“Joey.”

Chris nodded his head, titling the beer bottle that rested on his thigh towards Niall. “Yeah...Joey, what’s up with her? Are ya’ll, like, dating?”

Shifting his bottom on the piano bench just a bit, Niall momentarily flicked his blue eyes up to the soccer game that was playing on the TV. “Umm, no...I don’t think so?”

“You don’t know?”

Niall shrugged and slid his fingers across the fretboard. “I mean, we hang out and chat and stuff, she’s supposed to come over here Saturday night to hang out, watch a movie. Have dinner or whatever.”

“So...you’re dating.”

“No, we’re friends,” Niall shot back, looking over at Chris.

“But you like her.”

Niall nodded, furrowing his brow slightly. “Yeah...yeah, I like her. I mean, we’re friends.”

“Yes, but you wanna bone her.”

“Dude…”

“What?” Chris snorted, as if he was the one offended, and held out his hand towards Niall. “Look, man, you’re taking this bird out–‘hanging out’ with her–or whatever, you fuckin’ got her tickets to her favorite band and went to the concert with her...and have been talking to her non-stop since, yet...you’re gettin’ nothin’ out of it. That’s kinda fucked up.”

Niall dropped his hands from his guitar, his mouth falling to a part as he stared in disbelief at his best friend. “Are you...fuckin’ serious, mate?” Niall said, shaking his head slightly as he ran his fingers up through his hair, “I’m not hangin’ out with her just so I can fuck her. I actually, genuinely, like bein’ around her, she’s a cool fuckin’ person.”

Shaking his head, Niall moved his stare back down to the guitar in his lap. “Jesus Christ...”

Chris shrugged nonchalantly and tipped his head back as he took a swig of his beer. “I’m just keepin’ it real, man…”

“Well, you better keep that shit to yourself on Saturday when she comes over,” Niall warned, glancing back over at his friend, “I don’t want her gettin’ the wrong impression.”

“What the fuck would that be?” Chris chuckled, “That you wanna fuck her?”

With an exaggerated eye roll, Niall ignored Chris’s comment and went back to strumming a riff on his guitar. Chris let out a scoff. “I’ll behave, don’t worry,” he finished under his breath, his eyes settling back onto the TV screen.

•

It had been a little over two weeks since the night of the concert. Niall kept his word and texted her the very next day, and nearly every day following. They’d sometimes text each other in the morning or chat while Joey sat in the teacher’s lounge eating her lunch, or while Niall was on his way into the studio. Sometimes they’d text in the evenings, while they were both in the kitchen simultaneously scrounging up some dinner or randomly while watching the same shows on Netflix, timing as close as they could so that it was almost like they were watching it together. Niall would Facetime her while he was working out, or while Joey was busy grading papers.

It was fun, easy and comfortable. There wasn’t a second that they didn’t have something to talk about: whether it be as simple as whatever ridiculous trouble Niall’s friends were getting into, or as complex as Joey’s family, how her parents had moved to Florida a year prior to take care of her sick grandmother. Joey never felt comfortable enough with anyone to get into the details of her family, but with Niall...it was so different. He understood, no matter what she told him, he understood and made her feel normal. They could just laugh and be silly with each other and Joey was becoming so grateful for their growing friendship.

They had hung out a few times too. Heading to a small corner coffee shop one late morning, and hitting up Pink Taco for a quick bite a few nights later. They went for a casual midday hike along Runyan Canyon that following weekend, and even went out to a comedy club that next night. But they tried their best to stay away from prying eyes as much as possible. Niall had warned Joey that, even though they were only friends, word could get out if they were seen alone together and it would most likely be assumed by the media that they were more than that. It had happened to him many times before and while it hadn’t happened to them yet, Joey tried to mentally prepare herself for if it ever did.

When it came down to it, she just really loved being around Niall. He was a blast; incredibly witty and charismatic, always up for anything and made even the simplest things enjoyable. There wasn’t a minute that would go by that he didn’t have Joey in stitches, and she found that she could talk to him about anything. He was more knowledgeable–whether it be music or politics, weird facts about space or everything else in between—than she had given him credit for. There wouldn’t be a lagging moment when they were together; Niall loved to see her smile and laugh, and Joey loved to see him flustered, especially when any topics of romance or love came up in their conversations. It didn’t tend to very often, but Niall got noticeably flushed and had the cheekiest of smirks on his face whenever it did. Joey found it all quite amusing.

A few days before Joey was to go over to Niall’s place for the first time that Saturday to hang out, she decided to call in sick at work. It was something that was practically unheard of for her, she was always very diligent in her work and being there for the children, but something in her just needed to take a day for herself. She was far from actually being sick, Alexis being the only other soul that knew she was telling a tiny fib to get out of work, but the school always took any illness seriously. So it was an easy out for her.

It was nearing 2pm, and she had been snuggled up on her couch–still in her pajamas, a big fuzzy blanket wrapped around her lower half and a marathon of a crime docu-series playing on TV–all morning with her little sidekick, Sadie, cuddled at her feet. She hadn’t spoken to Niall at all that day, actually she hadn’t spoken to him since the previous afternoon when he had called to ask if she wanted to come over to his house that Saturday to watch some new documentary that was coming on Netflix and maybe have some dinner. Alexis laughed when Joey told her.

“What?” the red haired girl innocently questioned, stuffing a bite of her leftover enchiladas into her mouth.

A playful smirk tugged over Alexis’ lips. “Please tell me you’ve heard of ‘Netflix and chill’?”

Joey rolled her eyes in exasperation. “Not this again…”

“I’m just saying, Jo,” she snipped back, “he’s inviting you over to his actual house and I can guarantee it’s not just to watch a movie…”

“We’re just friends!”

That was how most of their conversations went in the following weeks since the concert. And it was starting to exhaust Joey.

Tugging on a piece of hair that had fallen from the side of her loose bun, Joey’s stare had begun to glaze over as she mindlessly stared at the TV screen. She was meant to be watching the fifth installment to Making a Murderer, but her mind was hovering on something else. Or someone else. It was weird how she felt almost...sad that she hadn’t heard from Niall at all yet that day, and she thought that maybe he was just busy and didn’t have time to chat. Which...he was a very busy man with writing and recording for his upcoming album, but she still felt like...well, like she missed him.

The thought crashed through her and Joey scoffed lightly at herself and shook her head, nestling deeper into the couch and focusing her attention back to the TV. It wasn’t another ten minutes of Niall’s face and voice and laugh flashing in her brain that she pushed out a defeated sigh, cursing at herself from under her breath, as she leaned over to grab her cellphone from the coffee table in front of her.

Not really thinking about what she was going to say, Joey texted him a quick ‘hey’ and clicked off her phone, turning it upside down as she tossed it back to the table. Her teeth sunk down into her bottom lip as she looked back over at the TV, trying with everything in her to not count down in her head how long he was going to take to respond. Her heartbeat was starting to pick up slightly in her chest–thump, thump thump–and she tore at the dry skin around her fingernails as she waited.

The tone of a text coming through startled her, it shouldn’t have but it perked up Sadie’s head as well and the little dog looked over at Joey as she reached for her phone.

N: Heya love , what’s up?

A smile eased across Joey’s face.

J: Nothing. Just bored at home, wanted to see what you were up to.

N: You’re home ? Are u okay ?

J: Yeah, I’m fine! Just needed a day off. Are you busy?

N: Not really, no. Just workin on some tunes .

N: Why ?

J: Hmmmm

N: Hahahaha what’s up . .

Joey swallowed hard as she hovered her fingers over the screen of her phone and it struck her as odd that she was even hesitating to ask Niall what she wanted to ask him. She pulled in her face at her own ridiculousness–it was only Niall for crying out loud–and licked across her lips as she began to type.

J: Do you maybe want to hang out? I was thinking of heading over to Cosmic Vinyl. I need a few more records to add to my collection and I couldn’t think of a better person to help me than you.

J: If you’re free.

N: Fuck yeh ! Like right now ?

J: Um, maybe like in an hour? We can meet up there.

N: Sounds sick . See ya there in a bit, Jo .

Jo. He had called her Jo. There were only two people on earth that called her Jo–her brother, Carter and Alexis, her best friend. Nevertheless, it put a permanent smile on her face as she jumped up from the confines of her sofa to go get ready to meet Niall.

•

Her hazelnut eyes studied the album covers as she flicked through them, every so often peeking over at the door to the record shop. Joey had arrived at their meeting place a little early, only fifteen minutes, and was waiting for Niall to show up. She had lazily given the shop a little stroll before settling towards the back where some of the older, more vintage records were kept.

With only two minutes to spare, her wandering gaze spotted the one and only Niall Horan just as he stepped into the store. He was wearing a long sleeved button up that hung open and a pair of light wash jeans and Joey swore she could see the blue of his eyes shining from all the way at the back of the store. He licked over his lips as he stood there, bouncing his stare between the other five or so patrons that were browsing before he finally caught that sweet bright smile of Joey. His chest tightened a bit at the sight of her; a loose knit cream top that was modestly tucked into a pair of dark jeans and her red hair softly flowing down the middle of her back, and Niall bowed his head to run his fingers through his dark hair as he began walking towards her.

They spent the next twenty minutes in light frivolous conversation, Niall enticing some giggles from Joey as they slowly perused through the thousands of shelved and binned records. He had already helped her find two records that she didn’t own that he thought she would like–an Eagles album and also one by Damien Rice, an Irish artist that she had never heard of. Niall spoke very highly of his music and Joey decided to give it a try. Strolling along a bit more, they came to a stop in front of the “J” section, Joey not really knowing why but obviously drawn to the letter. Niall smirked upon realizing the connection.

“I think the closest you’re gonna find is Joe Cocker,” he said, flipping through some stacks, “Or maybe Billy Joel is more your style. I personally like me some Billy Joel.”

Joey chuckled and peered down at the bucket style shelves as she began flicking through the different albums, hoping a cover would catch her eye. “I’m not really looking for anyone in particular, just seeing what they’ve got.”

“Ahh...I see.”

They both continued to thumb through the albums, a content quiet settling between them for a moment before Joey remembered something that she had wanted to tell him. “Oh!” she blurted out, shaking her head as she looked over at Niall. “I wanted to tell you...um...I have another date.”

His fingertips paused on the edge of an album sleeve and he slowly shifted his eyes over to Joey. “You do?”

The young woman nodded, scraping her teeth at the corner of her bottom lip. She glanced down at the rows of records in front of her. “Yeah...it’s on Saturday, before I’m supposed to come over to your house..,” she went on, catching Niall’s stare again. “Obviously.”

“Do you wanna reschedule comin’ over?” Niall asked her, hoping her answer was the one he wanted to hear.

“Never.”

It was.

Joey shrugged, going back to perusing through the records. “Besides, it’s not like I’m going to sleep with this guy or something,” she started to explain with a giggle, “I’ve given up on having sex with men on first dates.”

A worrisome tightness that had built up in Niall’s chest eased at her words and he pushed out a heavy breath, the sound coming out as more of a scoff than he intended. “What?” Joey snipped, wrinkling her brow at him slightly.

“N-nothin’,” he reassured her with a shake of his head, “just...good for you.”

Joey narrowed her brown eyes at his weird comment. ‘Good for you’–what did he even mean by that? She wondered, but she brushed it off and gave him a smile. “Do you have sex on first dates?” she then casually asked him, not certain if he would actually answer her or not as she slowly caught his gaze. Was that too invasive of a question?

He had a lopsided smirk on his face as he stared at her, his cheeks barely pulsing that pinkish hue she liked and he faintly licked across his lips. “I have,” he said truthfully, lifting his one shoulder, “in the past.”

“But you…don’t anymore?”

He quirked a brow. “I don’t go on dates.”

Joey lifted her chin as she kept her eyes on his. “Mmm...right, I forgot about that…”

They both chuckled as Niall flipped over the next album in the bin he was looking through and yanked it out to show Joey. It was Judas Priest. Peeking down at the cover of the album, she covered her mouth with her hand as little giggle slipped out. “Why’re you laughin’?” Niall asked, fighting off his smile.

“What makes you think I would ever listen to heavy metal?”

Niall shrugged, his mouth turning down at the corners as he slipped it back into the row of records, both of them laughing. Joey sidestepped a little bit away from Niall as she continued to browse, and he followed her with his eyes. He could not get over how absolutely stunning she was. Just the way the dim, gritty yellow light of the vintage album store was slipping down her delicate profile, it made a warmth claw at his insides. He knew by the steadily annoying increase of his pulse and the sweat that was building up on his palms, and just how she made him feel when he was around her, he knew that he was really starting to like this girl. Way more than just as a friend. Niall gently cleared his throat. “So…what happened?” he spoke up, “that made ya...ya know, stop havin’ sex on the first date?”

Joey gnawed at her lip as she kept her stare down, flipping through more albums. “Well...do you remember, like, a month ago...the night of the festival?”

“Yeah.”

“The guy that I had gone there with, I sorta...slept with him that night.”

Niall swallowed hard, his mind flashing to that night and vividly remembering how she looked, how she smelled...how she had made his heart race in his chest. And how he was most definitely not the one she went home with. “Did ya?”

Not saying a word, Joey softly giggled and pulled out a Carly Rae Jepson record, holding it up as she peered over at Niall. A low chuckle bubbled from his throat and he shuffled himself over next to her again and took the record from her hand, the tips of his fingers softly dragging over hers. It made a small breath catch in Joey’s chest. “This is actually a sound record,” he said with as much conviction as he could muster. He held back his smile as his eyes danced over hers and stuffed the album back into its slot, “so no laughin’.”

He was only teasing her and the jokingly serious look on his face made her laugh even harder. “Anyway,” Joey went on, her voice staying low, “he was a complete dick to me the next morning and, I dunno, it just...wasn’t me. And definitely wasn’t what I was expecting. I was drunk and trying to let loose and have a ‘fun experience’, but it really wasn’t the experience that I wanted to have.”

Niall rolled his lips into his mouth as he peered over at her. “Yeah, well...when ya have sex with someone you don’t know, it usually isn’t.”

A sigh slipped past Joey’s lips and she hung her head back onto her shoulders in exasperation. “Jesus, Niall,” she said, her voice coming out a bit whiny with the mention of his name. She squeezed her eyes closed for a split second before lifting her head and glancing over at him. “I’m a twenty five year old woman, I should know these things by now.”

Niall’s chest rumbled with a heavy laugh as he looked back down and continued to flip through the bin of albums. “The only way to know is to experience ‘em and at least you can say you’ve got that now.”

Joey rolled her eyes in a huff. “Yeah...just never again.”

“Here,” Niall proclaimed, yanking out an Elton John record, “I think you’ll like this one.”

Joey leaned her body closer to Niall, that sweet scent of her soft skin violating his nose as she slowly slipped the album from his fingers. “You know what?” she said, turning her head to look up at him. “I think you’re right.”

Niall smiled at her. “Shall we get it then?” he asked her as she rested the album on top of the other two that were nestled in the crook of her arm, “You good?”

“Yup, I’m good,” Joey smiled.

“Sweet,” he mentioned as they both turned to walk up to the counter at the front of the store, “maybe we can go get some smoothies after this? I know this great place just a block or so from here. Do ya like smoothies?”

Joey tipped her head down in a giggle as they stepped up to the counter. She laid the albums down and slid them towards the cashier so he could ring her up as Niall shimmied his body next to hers and rested a hand on his hip. With a smile she glanced up at him, his eager blue eyes dancing across her face as he waited to see what she would say.

Watching as the tip of her tongue softly ran along her bottom lip, Niall felt a rush of excitement seep through his veins as a big bright smile spread over Joey’s face. “Yeah, I definitely like smoothies.”

#niall #niall horan #niall fic #niall fanfic #niall fan fic #niall ou #slowburn #tdg #chap 4 #hey yall!!!#PLEASE share and tell me what you think!!!#this one is kind of short #only bc this chapter and chap 5 were originally one part #but it was WAY too long so i had to split it up #anyway its still cute and fluffy and i hope you guys enjoy it :)#if i do finish this fic in time (i only have 2 more chapters to write) i might post them more than once a week #but we will see #happy reading!

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mermaidcashton · 4 years

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all the pretty girls

author: claire (@mermaidcashton) ship/AU: calum hood/luke hemmings, genderswap!AU prompt: “Kissing you is all I’ve thought about since the moment we met.” wordcount: 1519 warnings: swearing, hint of sexual content dedication: this one is for gay!sos group chat, and all the other wlw 5sos fans 💘 a/n: • so, i wanted wlw!5sos and established relationship, self-indulgent, domestic cuteness and i...think i have achieved that? lol • written for @maluminspace & @h0tsos ‘s 5sos fic writers collab (in which we all chose from a list of AU’s and had the above prompt quote to include - i will share the masterlist for you to see everyone elses when it’s finished!) • i do not give permission for this (or any of my writing) to be reposted, by anyone, on this or any other website. please don’t do it! • title from ‘honey’ by kehlani

all the pretty girls ***

all the pretty girls in the world but i'm in this space with you

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“Kissing you is all I’ve thought about since the moment we met.” “Oh!” Luke gasped, burying her head further into Calum’s shoulder. Calum was bemused. “Haven’t you seen this movie like ten times?” “Fuck,I think I’ve seen this movie ten times.” Calum would be seriously questioning her life choices if she hadn’t taken into account that every time she’d ever watched it, she’d had the hottest woman she’d ever met pressed against her. That seriously balanced the scales of shitty cinema, in Calum’s opinion.

“It’s just so cute.” Luke sniffed. Calum pretended not to notice her wiping her nose on Calum’s sleeve; she looked cute enough in it to get away with almost anything.

Right now Luke was wearing avocado print pyjama shorts and Calum’s Santa Cruz sweatshirt (despite owning at least 300 separate items of clothing, in Calum’s most conservative estimations), with her blonde hair in a messy bun and the beginnings of a snotty nose. Her eyelashes were glossy with the tears she’d brushed away, and Calum thought she’d still be willing to watch every straight-to-video 00’s rom com ever made as long as it was what Luke wanted.

“Does this seriously not make you emotional? He gave up Paris for her! Paris, Calum!” Luke whined, craning her neck to look up at Calum from her position under her arm, her lithe body laid across the sofa.

Calum smirked. “Come on, babe; you know ‘Wall-E’ is the only movie that makes me feel anything.”

Luke rolled her eyes, but giggled all the same before pressing on insistently. “It’s so romantic, though. Isn’t this the most romantic thing you’ve ever heard?” “No?” Calum scoffed, settling back against the mountain of cushions that seemed to grow every time they went to Ikea. Then it struck her. “Hang on, are you saying that’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever heard?!”

“Yeah…” Luke let out another dreamy sigh before stilling almost imperceptibly. Oh, shit.

“What?!” Calum said, already looking more indignant than the time Luke had accidentally cheered for Arsenal insead of Liverpool (“Your Liverpool shirt is red, Calum! What the hell is an away kit?! I hate football!”). “Obviously I wasn’t includi-” Luke tried to recover, but Calum was too far gone. “I write the sickest anniversary cards! My last Valentine’s Day card to you? Fuckin’ poetry, Luke! I mean, not literally because that’s lame as fuck, but I am romantic as shit!”

Calum knew that generally speaking, people would consider Luke to be the more romantic in the relationship. Everyone who lived within 5 miles of their apartment had probably heard Luke tell Calum she loved her, or seen her entwine their hands, or pout her lips for a kiss she had to have right that second, at least twice. She was more prone to posting photos of Calum on Instagram with captions that ranged from sweet to thirsty as hell. Every time she attempted to bake for Calum, it would almost always be using a heart-shaped mould or cutter she’d found at the pound shop down the street. And at Calum’s gigs, everyone always knew exactly where she was in the crowd because Luke was yelling about the incredibly sexy bassist with the best basslines in the history of bass at every possible moment.

However, Calum thought her own brand of romance of just as valid, and Luke seemed to like it. Calum was a fan of surprising Luke with flowers, albeit wild bouquets of sunflowers and daisies rather than roses or peonies (“Wildflowers for my Wildflower.”), and of playing records on vinyl that she thought Luke would like - or that reminded her of her girlfriend - while they ate a dinner Calum had made from scratch because she’d seen a recipe online that she knew Luke would love. Calum also trusted Luke in a way that was rare for her, and lying in the dark of the their bedroom, speaking out loud things she’d never told anyone - childhood memories of her parents messy divorce, her deepest fears, greatest dreams, biggest secrets - whilst her girlfriend rubbed comforting circles over her hip and placed gentle kisses on her shoulder, felt intimate and special in a way Calum hoped Luke felt was romantic. And like she said - her card writing skills were sick.

Luke sat up on the sofa, freeing herself from underneath Calum’s arm. She clicked the pause button on the remote, dropping it onto the rug as she threw her hands up in surrender. “I’m sorry, I take it back; you are the most romantic I only meant in, like, movies and stuff! Obviously you are the most romantic and beautiful and I love you!”

Calum sniffed, trying to keep her sad face on without breaking. “Obviously not, as I don’t have a European city to not go to for you…” Luke saw her girlfriend’s mouth twitch at the corner. Right. She tucked her long legs underneath herself, settling back on the sofa as she spoke. “Like I said, I take it back - I was wrong.”

Calum could count on one hand the amount of time she had heard Luke say those three words during their relationship, and was ready to celebrate a substantial victory, until she clocked the smile spreading across Luke’s face that spelled trouble.

Luke continued in a purposely casual voice. “The actual most romantic thing I’ve ever heard was on our third date, when you drank all those daiquiris and told me that one day you were gonna ‘fucking wife me’.” Calum groaned and tried to sink back into the sofa so it could swallow her whole; this plan was thwarted by all the Ikea cushions.

“Shut up, that wasn’t me. You must have me confused with your other girlfriend. I don’t even drink daiquiris.” Luke’s distinctive laugh filled Calum’s ears; she loved that sound (it was in her top 3 sounds that Luke made), but right now she felt so embarrassed at the memory of her nerves getting the better of her in a Tapas restaurant that she couldn’t really enjoy it.

“Maybe not anymore! But Ashton told me how much of the morning after you spent with your head in the toilet, so I guess it makes sense you gave them up.” Luke teased, her blue eyes bright with mischief.

“I hate Ashton.” Calum mumbled, with nowhere near as much heat as was currently in her cheeks.

Luke’s giggles had taken on a unmistakable air of victory; Calum could not let this stand.

“Right, that’s it; we’re watching ‘Pulp Fiction’!” Calum declared, leaning down to feel around on the floor in the dimly lit living room for the remote where Luke had abandoned it. “Noooo!” Luke whined, reaching out to grab Calum’s wrists as she rose in triumph. “Cal!” She pouted as she missed entirely. It had always made Calum laugh when Luke tried to overpower her in any way; she was clumsy, and she wasn’t quick or strong enough to get the jump on Calum, unless she cheated (which she often did). In the past, Calum had hoped Luke wouldn’t notice the way she clenched her thighs together when the blonde would wiggle against her, bite her lip, whine or pant. Inevitably, as their relationship had continued, Luke had become fully aware of the effect she had on Calum, and now employed her sexuality as a weapon against Calum whenever she deemed it necessary. Nowadays, she tended to cut to the chase, as she was now. Calum barely registered the remote being extracted from her slackening grip as Luke held the grey sweatshirt and her cropped pyjama top up above her chin with one hand. She did register Luke’s small but perfectly formed tits, and wondered briefly what they had been talking about. Luke didn’t let her clothes drop back down to cover her breasts until she’d already unpaused the movie and stashed the remote underneath the armrest on her side of the sofa.

“That...was savage.” Calum deadpanned, shaking her head as she clambered to her feet. Luke put on her most innocent smile (which was not that innocent if you knew her as well as Calum did). “Do you want another drink?” “Yes please, gorgeous.” Luke replied with her eyes still fixed to the screen, her lips moving in the time with the actress on screen with the dodgy bangs. Calum rolled her eyes fondly before making her way to their small kitchen in search of rosé.

She didn’t notice it until she closed the fridge again, but Luke had responded.

Earlier in the day, Luke had used their alphabet fridge magnets to spell out ‘BUY MORE MILK’. Upon seeing this just after lunch, Calum had immediately checked she had the right letters to arrange the obvious reply; ‘NO FUCK U’, giggling to herself the whole time she’d been doing it. She let out a snort, picking up the personalised wine glasses Michael had gifted them when they moved in together. She set off back towards the living room, idly thinking about what movie she was going to demand they put on when this torture was over.

‘NO U’.

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Chocolate Cake and Broken Strings by GF

Taehyung Scenario

Taehyung x Reader

Song for the Scenario: “Sweet night” by V

“I’m fully done with Uni work, dork!” You screamed into the video chat “now you’re the lucky winner that gets to take me to get some nice yummy coffee and a delicious piece of chocolate cake!”

“Adjfkslals....” he said

“What? I can’t hear you when you speak into your pillow”

“Ajdkdok...”

“What”

“I was asleep, thank you very much” he said finally lifting up his head without opening his eyes. You loved this pillow look on him, his hair looking undone and very smooth, his sleepy face... No! Stop, you were so not going there! Not again.

“And now you’re awake and you can take me to get some coffee!” You said excited

You heard some grunting and some “I can’t believe she chose this moment to want coffee” you saw him getting up plus another “the day I wanted to sleep in” then you saw his ceiling cause he had left his phone on his bed and another “ow! Stupid chair!”

“Everything alright there?” you said giggling

“Everything alright there, ahfkdokdj” you heard him mock which made you laugh.

“Someone woke up a little grumpy!”

“Shut up” he said while taking his phone again and now he was facing you “pick you up in 10”

“How sweet!”

“You’re a pain”

“For you and only you! Byeeee!”

You got in his car and smiled at him

“Good afternoon, Sunshine!” You said

“Yeah yeah yeah, you better share that chocolate cake, otherwise I’m never taking you to get coffee again”

“Ow, but I love my chocolate cake” you said pouting. You heard him snort.

You hadn’t even told him where to go, but he brought you to your favorite coffee shop. The smell when you opened the door was heavenly. Coffee freshly made with a sweet smell coming from the pastries. It was heaven in a four by four room.

“Tae, look! And that one! Look at that little one how could someone eat that it looks too beautiful! I want cheesecake” you said pointing at all the delicious desserts in front of you.

“You said you wanted chocolate cake” he said confused with his arms crossed.

“And cheesecake...” You whispered “probably some apple pie”

“Do you want the store or is that going to be it?” He said chuckling

“Well... maybe some macaroons”

“I was kidding with that, Y/N”

“I’m sorry, may I help you?” One of the baristas asked.

“I don’t know... I can’t decide if I want another dessert and do I want hot or cold coffee? Hmmmm...” You said trying to figure out what would combine better with your dessert.

“Can I have an iced americano, an iced caramel macchiato, with just 2 pumps, one slice of chocolate cake and a slice of cheesecake, please” He said to the barista. The girl looked back at him dumbfounded just as much as you were.

“Ye-yeah sure! Coming right up!” She said after a few seconds with a gentle smile taking the credit card Taehyung was handing her “please take a sit and I’ll make sure to take your order to your table”

“B-but...I was going to pay for mine...”

“Come on” he said taking your hand and walking towards a table. “Now be good, and stay put” he smiled.

After a few minutes the barista came to where you were sitting with a tray containing all the things he had asked for.

“Thank you so much” he said gently

“I’m sorry if I’m being nosy, but you’re a really cute couple” the barista smiled.

“Oh... we’re just really good friends” you both said in sync

“Oh I’m sorry, it looked as if you were a couple, my apologies, please enjoy your food” she said before leaving the table.

You could feel your face burning up little by little, the blush making its way Rapidly to your cheeks, until you saw him.

“Hey! That’s my chocolate cake!”

After having a delicious coffee time, you both decided to go to the park but after getting out of the coffee shop it looked like it was going to rain. A movie at your place was the second best option and after a furious fight of rock, paper, scissors, he was going to choose the movie.

“I’ll get some snacks ready! Go on and choose the movie, it better be a good one!” You called out walking into the kitchen

“You don’t get to tell me anything! I won fair and square, so I shall do as I please!” He said back “wait snacks? But you just had coffee, chocolate cake and half a piece of cheeseca- you know what forget it, bring the snacks”

“I just went to the grocery store and brought so many yummy goodies” you said smiling while carrying every type of salty and sweet snack one could ever imagine.

He just shook his head chucking at you and sat down on the couch.

“Come on then, hungry chipmunk” he said patting the spot next to him on the sofa.

He had chosen one of the Studio Guibli movies he loved so much and he had gotten you into them so you weren’t complaining. The movie was half way through and you wanted to keep watching it but sleep was taking over you and it was getting harder to stay awake. The sky had turned into a pinkish color signaling that is was going to be night soon. The atmosphere was calm and you felt relaxed, you didn’t know you were this tired after all the homework you had done until now.

You heard a little rustling and felt some movement next to you but you didn’t feel like turning.

“Come here” you heard him say

“Huh?” You hummed with your eyes half closed. He patted a pillow he had put on his lap.

“You’re falling asleep, get comfortable, come here” he said patting the pillow again. You gave in and got comfortable with your head on his lap.

It was not strange to be like this, you both were always comfortable around each other. You’ve known him for seven years now and you both knew everything about each other, every memory was shared, every up and every down, even pieces of cake if he was lucky enough. So falling asleep like that was easy. He was comfortable, his scent relaxing you even more, until you fell asleep not before feeling a hand brushing your hair. That was new.

You woke up and saw that the credits of the movie were rolling, thinking how weird it was since he would have changed it to another movie by now, until you turned your head and saw he was sound asleep. You felt his hand still on top of your head and when he sensed a little bit of motion you felt his thumb caressing it gently. He looked so peaceful while he was sleeping. His hair fell softly over his forehead while his other arm was propping his head at the back of the couch. You didn’t realize how tired he must have been whenever you called him, saying how he wanted to sleep in. Guilt got the best of you so you decided that hopefully this nap would making him feel better, cause it had made wonders on you. You slept like a baby. You tried you get up slowly without making any sound at all. When you felt him stirring.

“You okay?” He murmured with his eyes still closed.

“Yeah, hey lay on the couch, get some rest” you whispered.

“Mmm...” he hummed. He was probably already falling asleep again. You got up but felt his hand grabbing yours. “Don’t go, stay”

“But... You need to be comforta-“

“Stay” he pulled you to sit back on the couch again not even opening his eyes. And arranged himself to be exactly on the same position you were a few minutes ago, with his head resting on your lap. He never stopped holding your hand and instead he intertwined both of your fingers.

“U-uh... are you sure you’re comfortable like that?” You asked flushed. It was so strange for you to get flushed like that around him. This was a normal day in your lives. Well, maybe a few things were new like him brushing your hair or intertwining your fingers with his. ‘What is going on?’ You thought.

“No”

“Uh.. I’m sorry, why don’t you rest your head on a pillow instead it’d be a lot b-“ his hand found yours, the one he wasn’t already holding on top of his abdomen, leading it to his head.

“Would you play with my hair?” He asked softly. You couldn’t utter a word, he had never asked you to that. But something felt nice about it, you started running your fingers through his hair, feeling the soft strands that would gently fall on his face after leaving the tips of your fingers. You heard him sigh contently while slowly falling back asleep. You couldn’t take your eyes off of him. The tip of his nose, soft and round, the curve of his lips, plump and rosy. Since when did you notice those things? You didn’t want to acknowledge any of it. It must have been how tired you were, so you brushed it off again. An hour had passed, when he started stirring. You heard him sigh and slowly try to open his eyes. His sleepy eyes found yours and a soft smile adorned his face. You felt his thumb brushing your still intertwined hands. You couldn’t help but look at him and smile as well.

“You slept okay?” You heard yourself whisper. You saw his free hand moving up towards your face to cup your cheek and gently caress it. The touch felt soft and warm, making your heart skip a beat.

“More than okay, chipmunk” he whispered back. You knew it was getting late and he had to go home but you couldn’t take your eyes off of him. He didn’t try to move either and you felt your hand caressing his hair again. You couldn’t understand what was happening but it felt nice.

“It’s getting late, little dork” he said softly while booping your nose with his thumb.

A faint whimper fell from your mouth, but you knew he was right. He started getting up until he was in a sitting position. When he turned to smile at you, you both didn’t realize how close you were. Few centimeters and your noses would be touching. His surprised expression changed into a gentle one taking in every little detail of your face until his eyes landed on your lips. You felt your stomach drop and your lips parted. His eyes met yours and it seemed he realized what was happening. He got up and said he had to go so he could beat some of the traffic. You agreed and thanked him for the nice evening you both had, making him pinch your nose softly in return. Everything seemed to be back to normal. He said his goodbyes and that he would text you whenever he got home, kissed you on the forehead and closed the door behind him. You didn’t know what had actually happened few minutes ago but you were glad you could both get back to being each other quickly. Few days went by without seeing each other but it wasn’t abnormal, sometimes he was busy or you had too much homework so you both weren’t able to see each other. The few moments you were actually able to see him, he seemed distant. He wasn’t the same guy that fell asleep on your lap holding your hand. Something felt off, since he would barely talk, just the right amount. Conversations were more forced than easy-going and you were stating to notice it a lot more. He wouldn’t hug you or kiss your forehead goodbye like he was used to, you both texted less frequently and you were starting to feel his absence making you worry.

(Few Days Later)

“Tae! Do you want to come play some video games or watch a movie?” You asked excitedly through the phone. You had some spare time after finishing up some assignments and you wanted to relax for a little bit with your best friend since you hadn’t seen or talk that much to him for a while.

“I’m busy, talk to you later” you heard him say before he hung up. What was wrong with him, you couldn’t say. He was never that cold to you, maybe it was just stress-talk. He had been working really hard lately so you couldn’t blame him.

You: I’m sorry if you were busy at that moment, text me later! Have fun!

Him: (no answer)

You decided to get some chores done around your apartment. The laundry basket wasn’t going to empty itself out and the whole house could use some nice cleaning. You got up to the task and before you knew it was late at night. The Chinese food you ordered had just arrived and it smelled heavenly. Maybe he had answered in between all the running around you did while cleaning. You could lure him with some delicious food. Grabbing your phone excitedly you turned your screen on, only to find no messages and just a ‘seen’ written right below the message you had sent a few hours back. Something felt wrong, you knew he was busy, but he was never “that” busy to say “talk to you later, dork #2” or “you better have food cause after all that I’m hungry” or “pick you up in 5” and it would all turn into him telling you about his busy day and schedule. Both of you enjoying the company and the relaxed atmosphere it seemed that you always had. You decided to just let it pass, since his schedule must have filled itself up rather quickly. You knew he would text you whenever he would be free.

He didn’t. A week passed by and you heard nothing from him. Not a single call or text. He did keep posting how he was going out with his friends almost every night. Dinner here, party there. You couldn’t help but feel nostalgic. There was something about the whole situation that had you overthinking everything. You missed him. You didn’t know how much until the sound of a incoming call or a text message had you hoping for his name on your screen. You missed his jokes and even the way he would bully you but apologize after with a hug or by bringing ice cream if he felt he had been too rough. You started missing his laugh ecoing inside the walls of your apartment. The company that felt so warm even in the cold days. The way he would pout while making a comment of something he didn’t like. ‘What had gone wrong?’ You asked yourself every night. ‘Did I do or say something that he didn’t like?’ Millions of questions without an answer were pooling inside your head and you couldn’t figure out how to make them disappear.

After a few more days of living the same type of night, thinking about him, trying to figure out at what moment it all went wrong, you were sitting on the couch, with just the light of the kitchen on. The lights from the city outside your apartment window were also enough to make you feel at peace without being in the dark. You felt tears running down your cheeks, you had lost count how much you had cried. Your girl friends would asked for you to go out with them to eat, to the movies or to a party but something was off.

You: not today, maybe another day, okay?

Friend: Y/N, you gotta come out of that apartment for anything else more than just going to class or getting groceries. He’s not worth it!

You couldn’t text back, it was too painful to think he did leave just because. Few minutes later, your friends arrived at your apartment, telling you they were not going to let you drown yourself in thoughts and tears. They got something for you to wear and you had no say in it. Smiling lightly you obeyed their words knowing they just wanted to see you better. Maybe a night out would make you feel more alive, so it didn’t take long for you to get ready.

Maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea to have a girl’s night out. You all had gone downtown to get some food and drinks. The music was popping and the atmosphere felt energetic enough to induce some happiness into you. Cocktails had been coming and going from your table and you couldn’t help but laugh and have fun while dancing to the music, chatting and gossiping with your friends.

“See, that’s the Y/N we all know and love! I told you, you needed to come out of that place and into the world and have fun!” Your friend told you while the others nodded in agreement.

“I know, you guys are my life savers!” You replied while sipping on your drink.

Everything was going fine until you heard people shouting and laughing loudly making you look up searching for the source of the commotion.

“Those dudes are loud!” One of your friends called out.

“Oh no...” you heard the other whisper.

He was right there, in the middle of the commotion laughing loudly and talking energetically while sharing drinks with some friends. He was right there, few meters away from where you were, living life as if you had never existed. He was right there, with his arm around a girl you had never seen before, making a knot on your stomach.

You turned your attention back to the table, the mood had decreased, they knew seeing him hadn’t done any good much less with a girl right next to him.

What if he saw you? Would he come to you? Would he talk to you and apologize for not taking at all to you? Why was the fact that he was with another girl bothering you so much?

You saw at the corner of you eye someone from that table getting up. Everywhere someone wanted to go inside the place, they had to walk by your table so if it was him he would definitely see you. You lifted your head up and saw him coming closer. You started getting nervous anticipating what he would do.

But it didn’t last long, since he walked right past your table and didn’t even spare a glance.

“He’s a jerk, Y/N” your friend that was sitting right next to you said softly while holding your hand.

You nodded your head blinking rapidly trying to erase the tears that were threatening to come out. Few minutes had gone by and you saw him coming back the same way again, but this time it was you that was going to make yourself noticeable.

“Tae!” You called happily while getting up to walk closer to where he was.

He turned his head to look at you but didn’t smile.

“I’m finally able to see you! How have you been!” You got closer for a hug but you saw him pull himself back before you could do it.

“I’m busy” was the only thing he said. His tone was cold, his icy stare making you shiver.

“Oh, Yeah I see, we heard you, you guys were pretty loud” you laughed. There was only silence and you didn’t know what to do.

“Hey do you want to say ‘hi’ to the girls at the table for a few minutes?” You asked expectantly.

“No, I have to go, they are waiting for me” he said and started walking.

“Wait, stop, what’s going on? What’s wrong with you? I’m your best friend, Tae.” You called out touching his arm for him to stop.

“Look, I’m busy, I don’t have time for this or you, you know how my schedule is” he responded in a serious tone.

“I know you’re always busy, but you were never too busy for me, we don’t even talk anymore, you don’t answer any of my messages” you said trying to get an explanation out of him.

“I’m sorry I’m not able to split myself into multiple guys to be able to waste my time with you! I don’t have time anymore, don’t you have other people to spend some time with?” He said loudly enough for the people that were near to hear, but something in his eyes spoke differently from what he had just said, as if he didn’t want for you to hear those things.

“I’m sorry you had to waste your time with me and not partying with your friends, it totally seems you’re super busy with work, Taehyung. I won’t bother you again, go back to your ‘work’ “ you answered before turning to go back to your table.

At the corner of you eye, you saw him walking back to his friends, but this time, his shoulders had fallen from a normal position, as if he was tired or sad.

“Hey, are you okay?” Your friend asked worriedly.

“I don’t know” you whispered.

After that, you all decided it would be best to go home. They invited you to their apartments to stay the night but you wanted to be alone, so you said your goodbyes and headed off to your home. You were glad the weekend was just starting since you didn’t want to go anywhere. ‘Why did he act like that all of a sudden?’ ‘Did he really mean everything he said?’

You cried yourself to sleep that night, waking up after just a few hours of sleep. The scene was still playing inside your head, over and over again. It was all too painful, his words, his cold stare, and his arm around that girl. You kept thinking about that trying to piece together why it was bothering you so much. ‘Was it because it wasn’t you? Was it because it seemed like he changed you? Was it because you like him’ ‘Or do yo love him?’ your eyes widened at the last thought. ‘Do yo love him?’ This new question wouldn’t stop coming up even if you brushed it off, you knew it was there for a reason, how nervous you had gotten that night he had held your hand while he was asleep, the beating of your heart when he was near you, how flushed you felt whenever someone would ask you both if you were together, and the knot you felt when you saw him with that girl. You knew the signs were there and had been there for a long time but you had brushed them off feeling that it was silly and possibly just you imagining things as always but you couldn’t deny it anymore, there’s no better reason for you to be in that state if it wasn’t because he meant more to you than just a friend, and everything after that realization just hurt a little more, since you felt you had lost the man you didn’t know you have always loved.

On Sunday morning, you felt exhausted, you hadn’t slept much or eaten anything. It looked way too dark to be morning but you couldn’t care less. You checked your phone to find some messages from your parents talking about being safe and letting them know if anything happened. You didn’t know what they were talking about, you had barely read the text before crawling into a ball on the couch with the tv on.

You had fallen asleep for a few hours when a thunder woke you up. You heart was beating rapidly, you looked outside your window and rain was pouring heavily. You weren’t able to see anything more than a few trees blowing from the hard wind; a few seconds later you saw a lightning making you put your hands over your ears as fast as you could, but the loud thunder still made you shudder out of the couch to turn the lights on. You hated this kind of storms. The thunders were too loud and near and it made your nervous all the time.

You turned the light switch on but nothing happened, you started to shake nervously. A lightning must have struck a lamppost near your apartment, so the power must have gone out in the whole building. It was too dark and the only way you could see anything was whenever a lighting would come and light everything for a few seconds but you knew thunder was right behind it making you freeze in your spot scared, while closing your eyes and covering your ears with your hands. The wind was blowing loudly making the rain smash against the windows. Your breaths came rapidly, you were starting to get anxious, you had never actually been alone during a storm this bad much less during a blackout.

“Please, please, please stop” you whispered. You walked to your room carefully trying not to bump into anything, thunder making you freeze in the spot every time.

Grabbing your blanket, you sat yourself at the corner of the room against your bed and wrapped yourself up, rocking back and forth, whispering “it’s okay” to try to calm down. A while had gone bye, you still had your hands over your ears when you felt something touching your arm making you scream.

“It’s okay! It’s me! It’s okay! It’s okay!” You heard someone say.

Your heart was beating fast, your body was shivering while squeezing your eyes shut.

“Y/N” you heard someone call out while their hand was rubbing your arm. You opened your eyes but since it was so dark you couldn’t register who it was until a lightning struck again.

“Wha-what are you doing here?” You stuttered.

“I’m sorry I didn’t come any faster I didn’t know the storm was going to be this bad, I tried to call but you wouldn’t answer your phone”

You couldn’t believe he had come, he knew how much you hated to be alone during storms, so he had always stayed with you whenever the weather channel would forecast one, but after what happened two nights ago, you didn’t have any hope for him to even call.

“I’m fine, please leave” you whispered, pulling your legs up to your chest and resting your forehead on them.

“Y/N” You heard him say.

“What? Why are you here? Aren’t you too busy? Why are you WASTING your time here? I’m fine, please just g-go” you heard your voice crack at the end. You saw the lightning again making you cover up before the loud thunder shook the room making you jump. You felt him moving to sit right next to you and pulling you close.

“Stop this! Hasn’t it been enough? Ha-hasn’t it? Please, please go away, you were pretty clear that night, just leave me alone” you cried out.

“I can’t, I won’t leave you here alone in the middle of a storm, I’m sorry Y/N, I really am, please believe me” he said “I was so stupid, I was an idiot for leaving you like that, please forgive me”

“Are you serious? You expect me to just go back to you and act as if you haven’t thrown all those years of friendship away, you had never done that even if you were way too busy, you always made at least someone text me you were fine and that you would talk to me later, you left!”

“I didn’t want to ruin the friendship that we had!” He said back

“Ruin the friendship? You just ruined it by pushing me away! You said you were busy but you were always out with friends partying! I- please, just leave” you whispered in the end.

“I was scared, Y/N” he whispered back “I felt as if what we had was hanging by a thread, and I got scared so I just left, at the time it seemed as if I was protecting you”

“Nothing was wrong with what we had, we’ve been best friends for the longest time, what was so wrong with that, that you had to leave? Protect me from what if we were fine?” you asked.

Another thunder came by making you crawl into a ball but this time he pulled you to his chest and covered your ear with his hand while his other arm was around you. This time, you let him, since it had always been the safest place. You couldn’t help but cry silently since being so close to him was hurting you even more so after knowing he meant more to you than anybody else right now. You both stayed there for a while in silence, with his hand rubbing your back softly.

“I fell in love, Y/N” he said softly after a few seconds. You felt your heart breaking. You couldn’t take it anymore, you pushed yourself away from him, pulling your knees up again to your chest to rest your head on them while you cried. That was the last thing you expected him to say, just right when you realized you love him, you always have.

“Stop this, please, just go” you whispered in between sobs.

“No, hear me out please” he said softly

“No! No more! It hurts Taehyung, it hurts too much, just let me be, you have done enough” you said pulling your head up to look at him.

“Y/N”

Your eyes hand adjusted to the darkness, making you able to see him coming closer to you and grabbing your face softly in his hands.

“I fell in love with you, Y/N” he whispered.

Your heart skipped a beat, a soft gasp left your lips at the statement.

“The last night we were together and we fell asleep watching movies, was the best night I ever had, I didn’t want to leave, I wanted to stay right there with you, but we’ve been friends for so long and I never saw any sign of you feeling the same way, so I didn’t want to ruin our friendship because of what I was feeling” he said softly. You couldn’t take your eyes off him. You couldn’t believe his words, he was actually in love with you.

“It felt right to get away from you for a while, but I didn’t know I was hurting you that bad until two nights ago” his hands dropped to his lap looking away from you. “I was such a jerk to you, I went to parties with friends and was always going out to get you out of my head but nothing ever worked. Everytime I was out, I was wishing you could be there with me or wishing to be right here with you. That girl you saw is just a friend, she doesn’t mean what you mean to me, Y/N. I do understand I screwed up so bad, I shouldn’t have done what I did ever, and I will understand if you’re not able to forgive me but I wouldn’t have been able to sleep tonight if I hadn’t made sure you were safe first”

You had been looking at him this whole time, the few moments the night would light up you were able to see tears running down his cheeks.

“You should have told me everything before running away” you whispered

“I-I know, I just couldn’t bare to think that if you didn’t feel the same way everything would go wrong and it would start feeling weird for you, I needed you” he sniffed “no, I need you”

That last bit made you smile, he needed you as much as you needed him. You were glad it wasn’t actually real that it seemed like he hated you, you were glad he wanted you safe.

You slowly took his hand in yours, making him rapidly look at you.

“I won’t say I’m not hurt, cause I been through hell, but it would be impossible for me to not forgive you” you whispered

“It’s okay if you don’t Y/N, I was a jerk, that’s what I deser-“ he said in a worried tone

“It would be impossible...” you took a breath “because I fell in love with you too” you said softly looking up at him. His eyes couldn’t have grown bigger, his jaw dropped a little bit making you giggle.

“W-what” he stuttered turning around taking your cheeks in his hands.

“You could have saved us so much pain, dork” you laughed in between sniffs.

“I’m so sorry, chipmunk” you felt his hands caressing your cheeks softly. “I would make it up to you”

“Chocolate cake?” You whispered

“Until you can’t eat anymore, Princess” he said before kissing your forehead. He patted the space between his legs for you to sit on his lap like a baby. You didn’t hesitate, you had longed for him so much, you wanted him as near as possible. You rested you head in the crook of his neck, smelling his fresh scent, feeling the warmth his body radiate. His hand found yours making sure he intertwined them before give your knuckles a soft kiss.

“You have no idea how much I’ve missed you, chipmunk” he signed. You looked up not knowing he was already looking down at you. The was so little space between you both making you gasp softly. His lips slowly found yours, giving you the softest kiss you’ve ever felt. Your hand went up to his neck right below his ear while the arm that was keeping you in place pushed you to him to deepen the kiss. You didn’t know how much you needed him in that way, close to you, completely yours. You pulled away reluctantly to get some air, he was still looking at you softly with so much love making you blush and cover your face with your hands. You heard him chuckle.

“Now I’m getting why you always got so flushed whenever someone would ask if we were a couple” he smiled.

“Shut u-ah!” You screamed covering your ears while an unexpected thunder struck.

“Shhh, it’s okay, princess, I got you, shhh” he whispered softly while pulling you to his chest.

“It’s okay, it’s over, don’t cry, baby” he said rubbing your back. You sniffed softly looking up.

“Please, don’t leave me again”

His expressions turned soft and hurt.

“I won’t ever do that to you again, chipmunk, I should have never done in the first place.” He said while rubbing your cheek with his thumb. He kissed you again before kissing your forehead.

Few seconds later the lights came on and the tv in the living was playing.

“Let there be light! Wanna go watch a movie?” He asked. You nodded before leaving his lap to get up. You started walking towards the door but he stopped you with his hand, making you turn around.

“You’re the most amazing girl, the one I’ve needed and the one I’ll always need. Let me make it up to you each and every day for all the hurt you went through, I’m really sorry”

You walked up closer and hugged him tightly. He hugged you back, kissing the top of your head. You looked up not breaking the hug.

“You have no idea how much chocolate cake you’ll have to buy, but right now, I wouldn’t have it any other way if it means I’ll get to have you this close forever” you said hugging him tightly again.

“I know, princess, I know, I’m not leaving any time soon. So shall I start ordering already?” He chuckled while you nodded before taking his hand and pulling him to the living room. You knew in the end all that pain actually took you to each other and to be in the exact place that you both were at the moment. There’s no rainbow without a little a bit of rain, they say.

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parisian-nicole · 4 years

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Adore: A Garvez Fic (Pt. 10/?)

Read the Previous Chapter here: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13117133/8/Adore-A-GarVez-Fic

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Author’s Note: Now that Garvez is canon and endgame, I have been inspired to start working on this fic again. I hope you enjoy and please let me know what you think!

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They had stayed in the park after the fundraising race had ended and their friends had said their goodbyes. They walked about slowly and enjoyed the warm day, and watching all the people having fun around them, but mostly they enjoyed each other's company. They had been laughing and talking about everything that had come to their minds. Whenever other runners came across their path they would hurriedly step aside, huddling together to the grassy side of the graveled path. When a small group of women ran by them, all eyeing Alvez appreciatively while ignoring Garcia's presence entirely, Alvez noticed how Garcia would distance herself from where she had been walking right at his side. He frowned up a bit at her sudden coldness towards him. After a moment to reflect he realized where it was coming from. So, when Alvez noticed that same group of women had done a U-turn and were coming back through the path he made it a point to stop in the middle of the path. He grasped Garcia's hand, lifted it and placed a kiss across her knuckles. He then pulled her flush against his chest and kissed her lips slowly, deeply, and sweetly, while the group of women ran around them. For a moment they had both gotten lost in the feel and taste of the other. They finally pulled back with a sated sigh falling from both of their lips.

"Wow," She spoke as a bashful smile graced her face. "What was that for?" She continued as she bowed her head a bit to avoid his eyes, but he was having none of it. He reached down, cupped her face in both of his hands, and made her focus up at him.

"That was to show you how much I want to be here with 'you'," He answered. "I want you, no one else. Those women could run pass here completely naked and I still wouldn't give them any regard," He proclaimed and Garcia arched her brow to challenged his words. "Okay, not in any sexual or romantic regard," He corrected with a smile. "But I am an officer of the law so I would have to arrest them for being indecent. Look, I don't know about all of the past relationship you've been in but I can promise that I am nothing like any of those guys, so please don't compare me to them. Or judge me and our relationship by what may have happened to you in the past, okay?"

"Okay," Garcia agreed with a nod. "I will try and I'm sorry … It's just that," She paused as she dropped her eyes to the ground and took a deep sigh. "Guys that look like you don't usually go for the girls that look like me."

"Says who?"

"Says every guy I have ever met who looks like you," She replied.

"Well they were all stupid fools," Alvez declared. "And for your information, I find voluptuous women sexy as hell."

"Oh really, so you have only ever asked out plump women?"

"No, not just," He answered. "I have been attracted to a variety of women of all shapes, sizes, and color. And I've never excluded a woman because she's, as you put it, 'plump'," He defended. "Look, Penelope, I think you have a beautiful bangin' body but it's not the only thing that attracted me to you. I mean, yeah, initially it was. I did try desperately not to gawk when this gorgeous blonde bombshell shared the elevator with me on my first day. But then I got to know her, though she tried her damnedest to keep me at arm's length. I fell in love not just with your body, but also that genius mind of yours, your deliciously wicked wit, as well has your humongous kind heart," Garcia stood silently staring up at him with her mouth agape and a shocked look on her face. "Yeah, you heard me right," Alvez continued as he gripped his hands securely about her waist. "I've fallen in love with you, and it's okay if you don't feel the same or-"

"I've fallen in love with you too," She quickly cut in and her words brought a relief within Alvez and a wide smile to his lips.

"So, I guess that would make us an official couple then?" Alvez questioned still not wanting to over step any boundaries with her, but he truly wanted to know.

"All the things we did last night and part of the morning pretty much made it official, Luke," Garcia proclaimed and his smile simply widened at this news.

"Good to know," He said with a nod as he turned her, wrapped an arm around her shoulders, and moved them back along the path they were on. "How about we head back to your place and make it official some more?"

"Race you to the car," She said around a giggle and then took off at full speed. Alvez took off after her and although he knew he could have beaten her, he was enjoying the view too much to try.

The next work day:

The team had finally wrapped up a local case they had been working on for over a week, and hoped they would get a few days of doing just some mundane desk work before some new case came in to take them across the country.

"So, who's up for drinks? My treat," Rossi offered as they all stood around the desks in the bullpen.

"I'm down," Tara was the first to reply. "It's been awhile since we got to get out of here during normal hours, plus free drinks, yay," She joked as the others, save Prentiss, laughed and nodded in agreement.

"I'm in too," JJ chimed in. "Will and the boys are still visiting his family in New Orleans until tomorrow."

"I can't, sorry," Reid said as he stood and started to pack up his bag to leave. "I have a couple of visitation hours remaining today and so I am going to go see my mom."

"Send her my love and remind her that I will be coming this Wednesday so we can work on our knitting," Garcia said as she rested her backside against Alvez's desk as he sat in his chair beside her.

"I will, she really enjoys and looks forward to your visits," He stated. "Goodnight," Reid then made his way to the exit.

"All right, that's three of us so far, since Prentiss has an evening meeting with the director," Rossi said. "So, how about you two?" He then looked to Garcia and Alvez.

"I can't either," Garcia replied. "I still have work to do here."

"What work?" Alvez asked as he frowned up a bit. He was disappointed as he had hoped she was turning down hanging out to spend some alone time with him. "We wrapped our case already."

"Oh, newbie," She teased and he couldn't contain the smile that spread across his face at hearing the word he had confessed to her would slightly arouse him whenever she said it. "Do you really think I am only at your beck and call? I am an 'FBI' technical analyst, and I help all departments with my skills. So, when any agent needs my help I am at their service."

"Oh, I like the sound of that, Belle," A male voice with a southern drawl and a hint of a Cajun accent, boomed from behind where they stood chatting. "So, does that mean 'any' services I need help with?" He added with a wink and a smile. Both Tara and JJ giggled a little as they were familiar with this agents' antics, but more so they were laughing at the sour look that was on Alvez's face in that moment.

"Only if they're work-related services, Agent Broussard," Garcia replied as she pushed herself from Alvez's desk.

"Well, a man can still dream, right, Cherie?" Agent Broussard asked with a charming smile.

"Yes, and it also saves me the trouble of telling you, "only in your dreams'," She threw back at him as she smiled playfully at him.

"Oh, how you wound me," He said dramatically as he raised one of his hands which held 2 drinks up to his chest. "And I had even brought you dinner and drinks to woo you," He added as he raised the other hand to show what looked to be a bag of Chinese takeout and Garcia, Tara, and JJ all giggled and shook their heads slightly to his antics. Alvez's current scowl instantly turned into a hard glare as he looked at this slightly younger man who appeared to be his same height and build.

"Hey, I'm working off hours just to help you out, so feeding me is the least you could do, sir," Garcia stated as she moved to where he stood. "Let's go to my office. The sooner we start the sooner we can get it done," He bowed dramatically at her as she stopped at his side and again, she giggled. Besides Morgan, Broussard had been the only other agent who would openly flirt with her. Unlike Morgan she was sure that Broussard meant every word and that it wasn't just banter to him. If given the chance he would happily act upon every lewd innuendo he spoke to her. But she also knew of the many rendezvouses he had had with several female agents which made Garcia steer clear of him. She didn't mind the flirting and easy banter, but she never let it venture into a personal realm as she had with Morgan. As they moved to the exit Alvez quickly moved from his seat.

"Hey Penelope," He called out to her purposely using her first name as he hurried over to her. She stood just on the other side of the glass door that she held open while she waited for him. "I'm going to be working down here late anyway, so just call me when you get done. We can grab some snacks, head to my place tonight, and watch a movie," A Cheshire cat grin graced her lips as she quickly nodded her head.

"Okay," She said as she gazed adoringly up at him, both were so engrossed in the other that everyone and everything else seemed to fade away, until Agent Broussard who had stood a few feet outside of the door cleared his throat a little. "Oh, right, uhm … Well, what I have to do to help Agent Broussard shouldn't take more than an hour or two. I can just come back down here when we're done."

"All right, I'll be here waiting for you," Alvez stated as he shot a glance to the man standing behind her just before he swooped in and placed a quick chaste kiss on her lips.

"Luke, we agreed not at work," She chastised him in a lowered voice even though the pleased look and smile never left her face.

"Technically, we are off work now so it's okay," He offered as he tossed her a wink. She silently nodded and then walked out and continued on her way with Agent Broussard. Alvez stood at the door watching them for a moment.

"So, exactly when did that start?" Rossi questioned as he arched a brow at JJ and Tara.

"Oh, I think just this past weekend," JJ answered with a smile as she watched Alvez who was making his way back to them.

"Damn, I owe Prentiss twenty bucks," Rossi said around a chuckle.

"Wait you and Prentiss had a bet running on when Garcia and Alvez would hook up?" Tara asked.

"Say what, now?" Alvez chimed in as he now stood back at his desk.

"Well, yeah, watching you two sometimes is like watching softcore porn," Rossi claimed and the ladies nodded their heads in agreement and Alvez chuckled at this news. "We knew it would eventually explode into something more hardcore, but I was thinking in another couple of years, but Prentiss was sure you two wouldn't last out the year," He ended with a shrug. "Oh well, ladies, shall we?" He moved in between where they stood at their desks and held out his arms to them. With a smile they each looped one of their arms in his and allowed him to move them to the exit. "Goodnight, Luke."

"Night," Both Tara and JJ said in unison.

"Goodnight and have fun, but not too much, we're back at it first thing in the morning," Alvez said as he watched his friends and co-workers walk out. He then turned with a sigh and started working on some paperwork. All the while his mind kept drifting to Garcia and Broussard, as he thought about what they were doing alone in her office.

Later that night:

"Mmhmm … it would … mmm … work better if you … hmm … stopped kissing and groping me," She panted out around his tasteful and near mind numbing kisses.

"But … mhm … you taste and feel … mmm … mmm … too damn good," He replied and then latched his mouth back against hers while his hands caressed and squeezed at her body, which he had pinned to his locked front door.

"Mr. Alvez," The screechy voice of an elderly woman snapped the lovers back to reality and they quickly jumped apart.

"Mrs. Torres," He replied as he wiped at his lips as if trying to hide the evidence of what they had been doing.

"You should be a shame of yourself young man, carrying on like that in the halls. There are children in this building, you know. And young lady you should have more self-respect and self-control," Mrs. Torres said as she shifted her eyes from Alvez to Garcia, and Garcia bowed her head a bit under the other woman's heavy gaze.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Torres. I promise it won't happen again," Alvez rambled out as he made quick work of unlocking his door and pushing it open. He ushered Garcia inside first.

"You see that it doesn't," They heard the older woman speak out as they crossed the threshold and shut the door behind them. Alvez, quickly locked the door and then rested his back against it as if afraid Mrs. Torres would come through to get them. He watched Garcia's back as she stood slightly hunched over with her head down. "I'm sorry about that, I didn't mean to embarrass you," He began to apologize but then heard Garcia's soft laughter and noticed how her shoulders shook from it. A smile instantly spread across his face when she finally turned to face him with the hugest smile on her own face. "Well, I'm glad you think it's funny. Mrs. Torres met my mother the first time she visited me, and they have become great friends ever since. She's probably home calling my mother right now to let her know her niñito was accosting some woman in the hallway," He chuckled out though he was being serious. He reached into his pocket, grasped his phone, and shut it off before he tossed it on the table by the door. He didn't want their night interrupted by a call from his mother which he was sure was on its way, thanks to Mrs. Torres.

"First we get busted by a cop and now your elderly neighbor," Garcia giggled out. "And why are you so ravenous all of a sudden, that you couldn't wait until we got inside?" She questioned as she regarded him with a smile.

"Because I have a gorgeous and sexy girlfriend," He answered as his eyes involuntarily raked over her form appreciatively, which brought a deep blush to her cheeks.

"And it had nothing to do with Remy?" She continued and he frowned up a bit in confusion and the look made her rephrase the question. "Agent Broussard."

"Oh, Agent 'Remy' Broussard, is it? Alvez countered. "So, you two are on a first name basis?

"Oh my God, are you jealous, Luke?" Garcia questioned him in a teasing fashion.

"What? Hell, no," He spat out unconvincingly. "Should I be?" He asked and his insecurity shown through his demeanor and tone.

"No, you shouldn't be because I only have eyes for you," She said with a more serious tone that she hoped spoke to how true she was being with him in that moment. He smiled and nodded his understanding. "But I have to tell you, you kind of suck at the whole sneaking around and making out stuff. I mean, c'mon, caught twice in one week," she went back to teasing him.

"Then I probably need to practice more," Alvez offered as he waggled his brows at her "Lots and lots of practice," He added as he rushed to her and enveloped her into his strong embrace. He traced his right hand that was grabbing her ass, up her back until he grasped the clasp of the zipper to her dress and pulled it down. Too impatient to get it all the way down, he quickly moved the same hand to her left shoulder and tugged down the top of the dress along with her hot pink satin bra strap. He then leaned down and latched his hot mouth over her left nipple before the cool air got the chance to chill it. He suckled her greedily as if she gave him nourishment to live.

"Luke," She gasped out as her eyes closed, her mouth fell open and her head back, while she gripped at the back of his head with her left hand. "God, that feels so good," She moaned out as her head fell forward and she rested her cheek against the top of his head while she snuggled him close to her bosom. When she noticed the familiar sound of a distant ringtone, she snapped her eyes open and shoved at Alvez to release her, which he was not too willing to do, and instead clutched at her more tightly. "Luke, let go, that's work calling," She hissed out and he instantly let her go, and she rushed to grab the phone from her purse that had been tossed to the floor with the bags of snacks they had bought.

Alvez stood silently watching as Garcia spoke with Prentiss. He raked his hands through his slightly tussled hair in slight frustration because he knew they had a case and they would have to likely put off their love making session. When she ended the call, Garcia turned to him again. "Let me guess we have a case, wheels up in 30, and I'll have to get a rain check on tonight?" He nearly grumbled out.

"Yes, we have a case. But wheels up in 1 hour, which gives you 10, 15 minutes tops to get us both to happy land," She replied as she arched a brow and smirked up at him. "Are you up for the challenge Agent Alvez?"

"Oh yeah, challenge accepted," He said with a sultry smile and a nod. He quickly pulled his shirt over his head and off his torso and then moved back to her. He already knew which technique he would use to give her a mind-blowing orgasm in under 3 minutes, which would leave them plenty of time to shower and head back into work.

More to come....

Read of FF.net: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13117133/9/Adore-A-GarVez-Fic

#Garvez #garvez fic #GarvezCanon #Garvez4eva #Garcia x Alvez #Penelope Garcia #Luke Alvez #Criminal Minds

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cherryonigiri · 4 years

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Okay so could you write a headcanon where 2 random boys (can you pick then? I love all of boys from hq) and Ushi-kun where they walk on their gfs fangirling or thirsting over another anime/game character?And she was talking how hot he is? How they would react?👀😂 have a great day/night and dont forget to eat and get rest, love you💕

Content warning: implied nsfw for Atsumu + slight nsfw hcs for Matsukawa (Matukawa’s hcs are below the cut - UPDATE TUMBLR IS NOT LETTING ME PUT THE CUT WHERE I WANT IT SO JUST LETTING YOU KNOW THAT THERE IS IMPLIED/SLIGHT NSFW FOR THE LAST 2 CHARACTERS