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"you like me??!!!"
s, in which you ask mysterion if he knows a kid by the name kenny mccormick and then proceeds to say you have a crush on this kid kenny. f!reader, kenny is unhooded, 16-17.
you always hung out with stan and craigs gang. you weren't in anyone's cliques,, you were just inbetween. sometimes with stans gang sometimes with craigs.
but you still couldn't befriend kenny mccormick. he was usually quiet around you, even though you two were always together you couldn't muster up anything to him. he was really attractive and you had the biggest crush on him. he never paid you any attention though, and you too didn't. you thought he hated you so you try to avoid him to make his life easier.
"dude he doesn't hate you," "idk stan, its like he doesn't even acknowledge me, he only ever talks to me if im with you guys" you sigh "maybe he does hates you lol" "cartman shut up. look y/n take your time, he can be hard to open up to, he's really nice dw" "yeah i guess youre right kyle, well see you tmr" you waved at he three of them as you part ways. arriving home you sighed, you wonder why kenny hates you so much.
it was around 10 pm now and you smile with anticipation as you open your window wide. usually at this time mysterion visits you, it started happening two weeks after you moved here but you aren't complaining. you talk to him about your frustrations and he just listens ,hes your bestfriend despite you not knowing his identity. you scrolled on your phone while waiting for him and heard him climbing up a secret entry you put for him. "HII" you greet him "hey" he says smiling.
you two talk mindlessly for hours and you decided to bring up your crush to him for advice. "hey can i ask you a question" you stood up from laying down looking at him, he hummed in response. "i have this like huge crush and i dont know what to do, he always ignores me and i know i should move on but I can't get him off my mind its like something or someone is constantly reminding me of him" you rambled.
he raised his eyebrow and his eyes seemed dull when you said you had a crush, growing silent as you complained and just felt jealousy take over. "you should move on, if he ignores you it means he hates you, end of discussion" "dude rude, cmon you dont even know who it is" he stood up from your bed and put his hands on his waist "well if he ignores you he definitely is a bitch, he shouldn't ignore someone without a reasoning. who is this man anyways???" whoever it was kenny was sure to pay a visit at his house to see if he was so handsome that you could fall head over heels for him. "oh its kenny mccormick" "oh him y- WHAT" "idk if you know him though hes like quiet most of the time" "YOU LIKE ME???" "what" he coughs and felt his face flush red "um no i mean continue" "no no i heard that loud and clear wdym you like me??"
kenny was nervously avoiding eye contact now. he didn't know you were trying your best to be his friend, he thought you two were already good friends and thought that you didn't care if he didn't talk to you during school. "i.. ummm..." "wait.. are you kenny!?" you gasp and stood up from your bed covering your mouth "OMG YOU ARE KENNY HOLY SHIT" he was now panicking, he didn't know how you're gonna react.
he sighs "y-yes im sorry i didn't know you were trying to befriend me at school and yk bc i see you at night i didn't really care but i guess i never saw it from your point of view" you were still shocked and continued to cover your mouth, he thought you were so mad at him and that you hated him for lying and ignoring you, he looks down waiting for you to curse at him . "this is so embarrassing omg" huh? he looked up in confusion to you covering your face "can't believe i literally just confessed to you" you were groaning with your ears red. "wait.. you don't care??" "I WOULD IF I DIDN'T JUST CONFESS I NEVER CONFESSED TO ANYONE BEFORE." "uh well.. sorry??? i.." "just leave." "what huh??" "leave myster- kenny i mean" he just leave you to process your thoughts.
the next day at school was so embarrassing you two avoided each other, and when met eye contact you both blush. "i like you too" you turned your head to kenny slouching in his seat hands in his pocket, he turned to face you meeting his eye "i like you too idiot" you slowly smile and blush you two turning away from each other internally blushing not looking over at the other person.
"tf is their problem" "dont know don't wanna know" stan and kyle look at each other confused. looks like theres a new couple in class
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Hi hope you don't mind but can you do Nezha X gn! Reader who has trouble sleep at night due to anxiety and overthinking..?
If you can't that's ok! I don't wanna push you.
OFC I WILL !! I'll get to everyone's reqs when I come back to school tmr !!! for now, have this :))
I'm here.
Nezha x gn reader [fluff]
You stared up at your ceiling, deep in thought. You couldn't sleep, not that you expected to; the only reason you were still awake was because of all your thoughts. They came back to haunt you, and you found yourself unable to fall asleep until they were completely cleared from your mind. The way they played on repeat in your head, like a broken record, made it impossible for you to even attempt rest. You sighed as you threw off your sheets, turning around to face your window. The sky was pitch black, with only a few stars visible in the dark expanse. A few crickets chirped outside, providing some light, but it wasn't enough to illuminate much of your room. It would take more than anything else to help you fall asleep. You glanced at your clock, which sat on your nightstand, telling you that you had been tossing and turning for at least thirty minutes. Still no sign of sleep. You groaned as you laid back in bed, lately you've been overthinking about everything, even small things.
Like if Nezha really did love you. He does, right? Or was that just your imagination? No one's ever told you outright, but Nezha always says he loves you, and it never fails to make you blush when he does. But then again, that doesn't mean he truly meant it that way. What if he was just saying what he wanted to say? Your anxiety started to kick in again, thinking about the worst possible scenarios. You began to tear up a bit, knowing deep down that it wouldn't do any good. It wasn't going to change anything. "What am I doing?" you asked yourself, wiping away tears before they could fall. Tears weren't going to stop this, or make things go back to normal. They never did. You then hear the bedroom door open, followed by footsteps making their way towards your bed. You immediately knew who it was by the way the door creaked, the sound was almost silent, but you'd heard it more times than you could count.
"Are you okay, my dear?" Nezha asked softly, his voice sounded exhausted, yet concern laced throughout it. "I can hear your heart beating faster than usual." Your eyes widened, but you didn't respond. How could he tell what was going on with you without you saying a word? It was infuriating, frustrating, and embarrassing. He should just leave you alone. "Please talk to me," Nezha said as he sat on the edge of your bed. "What is troubling you?" He reaches out, placing his hand on your shoulder, and rubbing circles into your skin. Despite the action being gentle, it caused your heart rate to quicken, though you weren't sure why. He seemed so worried about you... "Nezha..." you finally spoke up after a while of silence. "Why do you love me?" The question left your mouth so quickly that you barely registered what you'd said. You looked to Nezha with wide eyes, expecting him to either laugh or say something along those lines. His reaction was much different though. In fact, it was completely opposite of what you were expecting. Nezha let out a long sigh before taking your hands in his own, squeezing tightly. "Because you are a wonderful person, who deserves the world. Because despite your shortcomings, your compassion and generosity are undeniable. Most importantly, you have made my life a lot brighter." He gazed deeply into your eyes, his own filled with a mixture of emotions. You were stunned at first, unsure how to react.
This whole situation was surreal; Nezha loved you, but you didn't know that he cared this much. "And why me?" You asked, suddenly feeling embarrassed by your words. You couldn' t believe you just blurted that out, but you felt better once you were done talking. At least now Nezha knew what was bothering you. Nezha placed an arm around you, pulling you closer to him. "It would be easy to explain, but I think that you already know that part of the answer, don' t you?" His tone of voice was soft, and there was a slight smile on his lips. You nodded your head, feeling better noww that Nezha
knew exactly how you felt. Nezha sighed again. "Perhaps I am too blunt and forward sometimes," he mumbled under his breath. Then, he looked directly at you, his gaze piercing through your soul, searching yours for any signs of deception. When he saw none, his expression relaxed into one of pure adoration. "When I met you, I never believed in true love," he confessed. You remained quiet as you listened to him. "But then you opened your heart to me, and showed me that there was a place for me among your kind. That I'm not alone, but instead have someone special by my side. And in return, I fell in love with you, and I don't ever want to go back to being lonely again." Your face grew warm, and your eyes watered slightly. But you didn't cry.
Instead, you moved closer to Nezha, wrapping your arms around his waist. He wrapped his arms around your shoulders and pressed a kiss on the top of your head. "Thank you," you whispered, trying to hold back a couple tears. It was hard to speak when you felt like your chest might burst open. "You don't know how much this means to me." Nezha kissed the top of your head once more. "Don' worry about it. I'll always care for you," he said quietly. "I promise." You felt tears slip down your cheeks, but thankfully, neither of you said anything. For now, you needed this moment to be private; the last thing you needed was to embarrass yourself any further. So, for now, you allowed the two of you to simply enjoy each other's company in peace.
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hihi ^^
so i have another request but for spiderman (mcu) where it takes place post no way home, basically fem!reader doesnt end up losing her memory abt peter and she's always been by his side even after everything. But peter thought she would just lose her memory as well so when she finds him one day he gets shocked and emotional and the whole thing's js fluffy, comfort with some hurt/angst
i dont mean to rush or anything cuz u prolly have other reqs😭 but i js came up with this rn and wanted to drop it to u <33
Oh my god, a request not for the Maze Runner??? My time has come. I'm joking, I love writing for TMR, but there is a range of universes I write for on my masterlist and I'm actually thinking of updating it, so keep an eye out :))
LONG TIME COMING
MASTERLIST | PETER PARKER MASTERLIST
SUMMARY: See above. Takes place after the events of No Way Home.
WARNINGS: Inappropriate language, teenage angst and loneliness, sad times.
You'd known Peter Parker your whole life.
You went to the same pre-school, kindergarten, middle school and high school together. You were connected at the hip for life, even when Ned joined in with your little group.
When you and Ned accidentally found out that Peter is Spiderman, neither of you knew how to react or what to do. But, over time, you all got used to it.
Ned used to always tease you because he thought you had a crush on Peter. You always brushed him off and told him he was dumb, until Peter started to crush on MJ. You weren't even bothered when he liked Liz, but that was different.
MJ was like you guys. A loser and a nerd who was smart and sarcastic, and she was gorgeous. Peter loved her, and when they started dating after MJ figured out he was Spiderman, you didn't have a chance.
Then Mysterio leaked Peter's face and he was desperate to change that. Seeking out Doctor Strange and accidentally causing a tear in the Multiverse.
You met his other universe counterparts, and enemies, and everything changed after that.
Peter vanished.
Your best friend for your whole life had disappeared.
But the weird thing was no one seemed to care. No one even remembered him.
MJ, Ned, everyone you went to school with- nothing.
You asked MJ day in, day out, you spoke to Ned about him all the time. But they just thought you were losing your mind or that this boy was someone you'd met and had mistakenly thought you'd introduced.
But you knew Peter. You heard the spell Docter Strange had cast- but you remembered him. Somehow, his spell left you unaffected.
Maybe it was a strange override- you'd known him your whole life, so without Peter, you'd have no memories left. And that would definitely be suspicious. Or maybe it was how close the two of you were, some unspoken rule that you can't forget the one you love most.
Peter was your entire life- he is your entire life.
And now he's gone.
But if Peter taught you anything, it's that you can't give up. He's got to be somewhere in the city, and you're going to keep looking, no matter how big New York may be.
"You're going out again?" You mother stands in the doorway of the living room of your small apartment. You've been fighting with your shoes for the last couple of minutes, accidentally waking her up. "It's very early."
"I have to, Mom, I can't waste any time-"
"I know, I know," she sighs. Your mother is your biggest supporter, but even she is doubtful. "This... boy, your friend that no one remembers- an Avenger, a superhero. You have to find him, but... but, sweetheart, are you sure that-?"
"Yes, I'm sure- no, I'm not losing my mind, even if everyone thinks I am. I'm going to find him, if it's the last thing I do." You put your foot down, standing with your arms crossed.
Your mother sighs. "Okay- but at least wear a coat; it's horrendous out there."
You give her a sheepish smile, then a nod. Grabbing your coat off of the hook in front of your door, you pull it over your shoulders. You open the door, slamming it behind you and taking to the streets, once again.
Darkness still consumes the rougher area you live in, sunlight just starting to peek over the buildings. Your mother was right; the rain beats down on the stone streets, sending a chill through you as it sinks in through your jeans- your coat keeps your upper body dry, though.
You prefer the mornings. It's still quiet, the only people about are coming home from night shifts or having to make early commutes to work. On your days off from work, this is how you spend your time. Walking the streets every chance you can get. Every chance you've had for the last few months.
The only hint you got was when a strange boy came into MJ's work. You just knew it had to be Peter, but you were too busy covering a shift to be there.
As the shops start to open, businesses coming into full swing, the creeping thought that this might be another day wasted starts to take over. You're starting to think you're never going to see him again.
You should've said something. Before him and MJ started dating, you should've realised your feelings sooner and told him how much he meant to you- maybe then he would have come looking for you as well.
You stand outside a corner shop, taking the moment to check your phone. MJ has sent a picture of the view from MIT with Ned in it. You smile. Your friends went to college and whilst you stay in touch, you chose to start working after school to help your mother instead.
And to stay and look for Peter.
"Oh! I'm sorry, Miss," the voice strikes you as you look up. You blink repeatedly like you're imagining it.
Peter stands, having just come out of the shop, a bag of groceries in his hands as he talks to a woman he's just bumped into by mistake. You'd think his Spider Sense would make him less clumsy.
They have a brief interaction, before she slips past him and into the store. And he, of course, holds the door open for her.
"Peter," your voice barely comes out as a croak, watching him adjust his bag to carry it easier. "Peter!" You scream.
He freezes, looking up and meeting your eye as you stand in the pouring rain.
It's him. You can't believe it's him.
"(Y/N)?" He stands in some form of disbelief, completely unable to process that you just said his name.
"Peter!" You move forward, jogging towards him. You throw your arms around him, making him stumble backwards as he stiffens for a second.
In a heartbeat, his shopping scatters to the floor, his strong arms encasing you, pulling you in closer.
"(Y/N), oh my God," he mumbles into your damp hair. He pulls away, his hands on your shoulders as tears threaten to fall from your eyes. "How..? I don't understand- you remember me?"
You nod, frantically. "Of course, I do."
"But... how? How is that possible?"
"I-I don't know," you shake your head, your emotions finally caving as tears roll down your cheeks.
He pulls you back into a hug, clinging onto you like he never has before.
"Why didn't you come and find me?" You sob into his shoulder. "You spoke to MJ and Ned, I know you did." You sniff. "Why didn't you find me?"
"I-I couldn't... it's hard to explain," he sighs, pulling away again. "How about we talk about it somewhere dry, hm? I've got a place not too far away."
You give a stiff nod after a moment's hesitation. "Okay."
Peter's place is somehow worse than yours. It's a shitty one room apartment with a bed, a desk and a kitchen in the same vicinity.
"Nice place," you attempt to joke to break the awkward tension from the mainly silent walk here.
He scoffs in response. "It's not much... but, yanno, it'll do." He takes his jacket it off, hanging it up. "Here, give me your coat." You obey, taking it off and handing it to him for him to do the same.
He sits on the end of his bed. "Guess I better explain why I've not found you, huh?"
"I mean, it'd be appreciated." You rock on your heels, staying where you're stood instead of joining his side.
"I just... I couldn't..." He lets out a deep sigh. "When I saw MJ and Ned in the café, I was almost relieved you weren't there. Standing there and watching them have no idea who I was... hurt. It hurt so much. But it would've been so much worse if you were there. I couldn't bare the thought of looking at you and you not knowing who I was. Looking at me like I'm a complete stranger- I could handle MJ and Ned," he pauses, looking at you as you step closer.
Standing in front of him, he reaches for your hands, taking them in his and playing with the old ring he gave you as a birthday gift. He smiles slightly, the fact you still wear it warming him.
"But, I couldn't handle it with you." He looks up. "I couldn't do it. I couldn't face you as a stranger. My (Y/N) looking at me like I don't know anything -everything- about her?" He shakes his head, pushing his lips into a thin line. "I just... couldn't."
"I remember you. You should've."
He snorts. "Yeah, well, I know that now, don't I? You found me instead. Guess you've learnt something from me."
"Not really," you scoff. "I looked for you. Everyday for months since you vanished. I felt crazy- everyone thinks I'm losing my mind. But I knew I wasn't; I had to find you."
"I can't believe the spell didn't work on you," he chuckles lightly, and you grin, laughing too,in disbelief more than anything.
"Must be special," you joke, giving him a mischievous grin.
He rolls his eyes. "Yeah, I coulda told ya that."
Your face suddenly becomes serious. All of your feelings for Peter flooding back in the damn breaks. It's rolling over in your mind. You swore you would tell him how you felt when you found him, that you should've done it earlier.
But now, him sitting in front of you, still playing with your fingers like they're a fidget toy, you don't know if you can.
"Hey," his voice is soft, easily able to see the internal anguish you're facing. "I know that face," he nudges you, letting his hands fall to his sides. "What's wrong?"
You shake your head, taking in a deep breath. "You know, when I lost you, I thought over and over what I'd say when I found you again. And..." You trail off.
"And what? You can tell me anything, that hasn't changed."
"I know," you huff, "and I know that you're probably still in love with MJ, and I get that but... screw it, I have to tell you. I like you. More than just a friend, and it shouldn't have taken you getting a girlfriend and vanishing off of the face of the Earth for me to realise."
You look at him, in the eyes, his expression is blank but you keep going.
"I love you, Peter Parker. And I think I always have."
"You... love me?"
"You don't have to love me back. I get it, but I just had to tell you just in case I don't get another chance and lose you again."
He laughs.
Like, he actually laughs at you, making you feel even more insecure.
"What? Why are you..? Okay, it's not that funny, asshole."
"I'm not.." He grins, leaning forward before standing up, making you step back. "I've had a crush on you since we were five. I've wanted you for as long as I can remember, but I figured you didn't feel the same- I mean, you didn't act like you did. So, I tried pushing it down, dating other girls. A-and MJ meant a lot to me, but there's a reason you were the person I couldn't face."
His hand comes to your face, cupping your cheek and lifting your head to look more at him. "It's just funny because I... well, I have always loved you- and I think I probably always will."
You can hear your heartbeat in your ears, heat flushing your body as you step closer to him. Your noses brush, glancing at his lips before he fully leans in.
Your lips connect. Your hands pull on his damp shirt, his coming to your waist. You want to kiss him forever, feel him every chance you get. The heat quickly becomes more heated, the loneliness he felt washing away and the anxiety you had vanishing.
He's here.
And he's yours.
You're interrupted when your ringtone goes off.
"Sorry," you mumble as you pull away, pulling your phone out of your pocket and reading the name flashing up on your screen. "Shit, it's my Mom. Do you mind..?"
"No," he clears his throat, stepping back "'course not.
You pick up. "(Y/N)? Where are you? I've been texting you non-stop. You know I get worried when you-"
"Mom," you cut her off and she stops talking as a beat skips.
"...You found him, didn't you?" Her voice is almost happy for you, relief audibly filling her.
"Yeah," you squeak, emotions once again getting the best of you, "I found him."
Yooo, this was actually very fun to write and I very much enjoyed writing for the mcu for a change.
I have a fair few requests in atm so new requests may take a while for me to get to, but I will try to get through them ASAP.
I know most of you follow me for TMR content, but I hope you enjoyed something a bit different :))
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Seventeen P40 - 45
Media TMR X Heathers X High School
Character Newt
Couple Newt X Reader
Rating smutty + Sweet
Series seventeen
I shoved my stuff into my locker gathering my stuff up for the day, when I heard a little tap on my locker. I glanced around and Immediately smiled seeing y/n standing by my locker, She had on her little black boots, black leggings, cream half-sleeve shirt, a little black pinafore dress with gold moons and stars, her hair in pigtails and a gold glittery hair bow. Her books in hand.
"Good Morning Newt"
"Good morning love, I like your little dress"
"Thank you, I thought I'd give the cheer uniform a rest"
"Well you look very beautiful"
"You're class is just next door to my mine, Could maybe you walk me to class?"
"You really want me to?"
"Absolutely" she smiled offering her hand
"I'd love to love" I smiled taking her hand and squeezing her hand a little as we intertwined our fingers and we walked through the halls together till we got to class "I'll see you at lunch for rehearsals?"
"I'll see you then" She smiled giving my cheek a little kiss "Bye"
"Bye" I blushed waving a little as she headed into her class so I headed into my own classroom and took my seat
"He's in love" Thomas smirked from his own seat
"Shut up Tommy" I snapped
"You are though aren't you?"
"Maybe" I blushed
I stood with the widest smile possible, y/n and I stood off stage waiting for the scene we wouldn't be needed in to be over, it was just people blocking everything. We were just off stage where we wouldn't be seen. She stood in front of me watching the stage, my arms around her waist, her back leant against my chest, my hands linked together around her, my chin on her head, often moving to press kisses to the top of her head, to her cheek, her jaw, her neck and she even often moved so we could kiss on the lips too.
Another mess up was made having to restart, I sighed knowing we would be waiting longer but happy we could cuddle a little more.
Y/n smiled and turned around to face me, so my hands sat in the small of her back. "Hi"
"Hi love" I smiled rubbing my nose on hers
"Could I have a kiss?"
"You don't need to ask love"
"But kisses?"
"Always kisses" I smiled pulling her closer and kissing her lips sweetly, she happily kissed back moving her hands from my chest up to my neck to tug my head even closer to deepen or kiss, it wasn't long before our little playful kisses became sloppy open mouth kisses I tried to move my hips a little away from her as I got hard not wanting to have it press up against her, but her hands slipped down my chest again and she moved my hips back, I blushed hard and opened my eyes in shock knowing there was no way she wouldn't have noticed I was hard. But our kisses continued for a good while more I was getting tempted to grind my hips against her with the hope she'd do so back.
But she pulled back with a cute sly smile "Hi newt" She smiled shifting her hips as she pressed herself against me
"Ummm hi y/n-" I gulped trying desperately not to roll my eyes back and ... make a mess of my jeans she giggled at my reaction and bit her lip a little
"Newt? do you think I could come over to your place tonight after school?"
"Uhhhh yeah, yeah absolutely. You're more than welcome to come over love."
"You think you could find space for me in your cool basement?"
"I think I could fit you in" I smirked squeezing her body as close to mine as I could and pulling her back for another kiss
"Hey! Jd, Veronica, quit tongue wrestling you have a queue" Thomas said as he came off the stage meaning we only had three lines before we had to be back on
"shit" I sighed we separated and I quickly slipped my hoodie off wrapping it around myself to conceal the raging erection in my jeans before we bolted on stage-
"Please!" I begged Zart as we sat in IT
"Nope," He says watching the spirals of the music player on his screen
"Please zart I am literally begging you!"
".....nope"
"Please! I'll do anything you want. I'll cover your whole shift on Saturday, I'll pay you, I'll do whatever you want just please cover my shift tonight"
"why?"
"Because y/n wants to come over tonight, to my house." I told him "She has given implications, Implications!"
"What kind of implications?"
"Adult ones"
"What like taxes?"
"No. like... might finally get to use those condoms I've had in my draw for god knows how long" I whispered
"I don't think she's been implicating that newt you only started kissing yesterday, you're not even official yet."
"we were making out. she pulled me closer. I moved my hips" I whispered
"as you should" He nods
"and she moved her hands down, moved my hips back, pressed herself so tight I could feel the bone of her bra, and then rubbed her hips on me" I whispered
"Ohhh..."
"And then asked if she could come to my house tonight"
"Ohh shit you might be about to get laid."
"I know!"
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Because I need you to cover my shift tonight. so I can go home with y/n" I told him bouncing in my seat
"Nope"
"Please zart! I'll do anything! Anything!" I begged "I'll do your homework for a year. I'll deep clean all the slushie machines at work, I'll buy you drugs please just do this for me!"
"I will cover for you-"
"Yes! Thank you zart"
"On two conditions."
"Okay?"
"Number one, when we get our full fitness test in December you have to provide me with your clean piss. so I can get through the drug test without getting arrested"
"....fine" I sighed "What else?"
"And, you have to eat the mystery square that's been in the back of the work freezer since we started"
".....fine deal but you're covering me?"
"Yep"
"Thank you"
"Have fun with your girlfriend"
I was basically sat bouncing in my seat watching the clock tick waiting impatiently knowing as soon as the hand reached the top of the clock I'd get to go home, and take my y/n with me!
She's gonna be in my room! On my sofa! In my bed! Ummm what will we do? Ummmmm whatever she'll let me do! I almost fell of my chair where I was leaning forward with such excitement watching the hand move around the clock the slow movement almost too much to take until finally it clicked over and the bell rang.
I didn't even wait for instructions I grabbed my bag jumped from my seat and basically ran across the classroom throwing my bag over my shoulder as I went the moment I got out the class room I bolted to my locker and sorted out what I'd need to take home tonight quickly shutting it up and leaning on my locker. I waited impatiently looking down the corridor trying to spot her but as more and more people rushed past the more worried I got.
I jumped! As I felt someone pinch my back but I turned and relaxed as I saw y/n.
"Got you" she giggled
"You did, you made me jump. You all ready to go?"
"If it's all still okay?"
"Of course, did you wanna stop somewhere in the way for snacks?"
"I figured we could just order some once we get cosy"
"Sure, shall we get going then?"
"Yeah" she smiled we shared a sweet kiss and we linked hands heading out the school together.
We walked hand in hand but the closer we got to home the more nervous I felt, but she just smiled looking so happy and excited.
"So uhhh my parents are probably going to try and hassle us"
"I imagine so"
"You don't have to say anything"
"It's fine newt you were lovely and sweet with my dad yesterday I'm sure everything will be fine" she smiled giving my cheek a kiss
"Okay," I smiled as we headed down my path "ohh my sister might be a little-"
"I'm sure Sonya will be fine newt"
"Alright" I nodded opening the door knowing I couldn't really avoid this letting her in first and then following her in.
Immediately I saw my parents say at the table my dad looking at some paperwork and my mother doing some crochet they both looked up and seemed puzzled a moment before it all clearly clicked on my dad's face
"Evening" he smirked getting up from his seat "And who is this?"
"This. Is... y/n" I said nervously
"AHH the fabled y/n we've heard so much about you, a pleasure to finally meet you" he smiled taking her hand to give it a kiss
"We uhh we'll be down in my room if you need us" I said quickly trying to usher her though
"Door open Isaac" my mother warned
"Mum! I can't the basement door won't stay open"
"Alright," she sighed "you staying for dinner dear?"
"Ohh we were just going to order in for our movie" y/n smiled
"Alright, don't be up too late it's a school night" my dad warns
"I know" I quickly lead her though and down to the basement
But before I could follow her down my dad grabbed me forcing me into the corridor with him -
I quickly gulped as he glared at me a little,
"Hi dad"
"Hi, Isaac." He glared "Next time you want to bring your girlfriend over ask first"
"Right, yeah sorry."
"It's fine. Just remember for next time, and what about work?"
"Zart's covering for me"
"Alright, don't do anything I wouldn't do" he smirked
"you had me when I was your age, I don't imagine there was much you wouldn't do"
"Exactly," He says heading back into the kitchen.
I took a breath and headed down shutting the door behind me
"Everything alright?" She asks standing nervously in the room
"Yeah, it's nothing don't worry, you can have a seat anywhere you like love"
"Thank you," she smiled "I love your snow globes" she smiled moving close but not touching anything
"Thanks, Yeah we travelled a lot when I was young and everywhere we went I always used my holiday money to buy a snow globe even when we weren't to stupidly hot places. Ever since I always pick them up"
"That's so sweet" she smiled before making her way to the sofa to have a seat so I sat with her
"so? shall we get some snacks and make plans for dinner?"
"I think so, I'm on snacks" she smiled getting her phone and snuggling herself up to me so I wrapped my arm around her so we could cuddle and I could see her screen.
I don't think I had ever been so happy, so content like the world could end at this very moment and I would welcome the end of all things with a sweet embrace.
The Light on low, the TV playing a gentle ambient greenhouse with gentle rain on the glass, the table littered with snacks we'd been nibbling at since we ordered them, we laid on the sofa my back against the side armrest, my legs down the sofa, she laid between my legs, her stomach laid on my own, her arms rested peacefully on my chest, my arms around her so my hands sat on the small of her back, our lips connected in a slow, soft and gentle kisses, we had been kissing forever and I never wanted it to end for a moment.
After a while, she pushed my hand a little suggesting my hand move lower but I moved my hand back up, she tried again but I stayed with my hand on her waist till she pulled away
"Is something wrong?"
"No? why?"
"I figured you'd have-"
"Well, we haven't really been seeing each other that long, I wanted to take things slow."
"Slow?"
"Yeah, if that's okay with you?"
"... you don't just want to-"
"No of course not, I want far more then that with you, you're too important to me to just... do that, I want to take things slow if that's what you want?"
"I'd like that." She smiled getting a little teary
"Hey? What's wrong?"
She shrugs with a smile
"Okay, well we'll go as slow or as fast as you want to."
She smiled nuzzling into my chest so I smiled giving her a gentle squeeze and a kiss on the head "Slow" she smiled
"We can go fast if you want to. but only if it's what you want to love"
"No, I like slow"
"I don't like asking... but why would you assume that's what I wanted?"
"Most boys do" she shrugs
"...Did Ben?" I asked gently petting her hair she nodded "Ben, wasn't the best boyfriend? was he?"
"Understatement of the Millenium"
"You don't have to tell me"
"No," she says sitting up on her knees "I'd like too, be nice to have someone to talk to"
"Well, you can talk my ear off all night if you want"
She giggled a little and fixed her hair a little "Ben, was not the best boyfriend no. He was, Judgemental, Harsh, Snappy, demanding, at times he could be downright cruel"
"How so?"
"He often would snap demands at me, go get him lunch, get his track shoes from his locker, he was constantly telling me to lose weight, he said if I was thinner I would be a prettier cheerleader, He never wanted to come over and spend time with me or chat about stuff, he just wanted me to be on his arm at school and then... fool around at his place afterwards. The only time he ever texted me was if he wanted something, He used to tell me I was lucky to be dating him, that because he was on the track team every girl in school wanted him and I was lucky to be with him so If I don't do as he asks he'll go do it with someone else. That he and I had to be together because cheer girls and jock boys are destined to be together. He said I could only have female friends because he didn't trust me or anyone else that I was his property and he wasn't willing to share" she explained "He often made me do things I didn't want to but... I loved him."
"Did he..."
"Sometimes."
"Why didn't to tell the girls on the cheer squad?"
She chuckled "Newt. The first thing you should understand about girls is that no girl talks to another girl blankly"
"Blankly?"
"Every time a girl talks to another girl there is a lot of stuff behind it, there are nine million layers of things going through their mind so yes I talked to the cheer girls about it but you have to realize that the advice they give is from their perspective with their agenda behind it" she explained "Teresa wanted to date ben, Destiny want's me off the cheer squad, Jodie is a toxicly positive person. You see what I mean?"
"Yeah I can see how it wouldn't be the easiest to open up to them" I nodded "But thank you for opening up to me about it"
"I figured you'd need to know" she shrugs "If we're going to be... friendly"
"Friendly?"
"Yeah" she blushed
"Well, I was kinda hoping for more than friendly" I smiled "But slow of course, if that's something you'd like"
"I would like that a lot newt" she smiled "I'm just worried"
"About what? If I'm like Ben?"
"Somewhat"
"Trust me I don't ever wanna be like ben if he was like that"
"I know, I was more worried about what the girls would think"
"Why?"
"Cheerleader starts... seeing the captain of the scholastic decathlon team. There may be talk"
"I don't mind if there's talk, if you want to spend time with me I want to spend time with you"
"Me too" she smiled giving my lips a little kiss
"Actully, if you're okay with it? do you think maybe we could... I don't know it might be a bit fast"
"If we could what?" she asks
I was nervous but I was dieing to ask, I got up from the sofa and grabbed my white hoodie holding it to my chest for a moment
"Did you wanna, Maybe, Make this official? Did you wanna be my girlfriend?" I asked offering her my hoodie
"Awwww" she smiled turning bright red she smiled and took my hoodie slipping it around her bundling up the sleeves in her hands and giving my cheek a kiss "I'd love to" she smiled hugging my chest tightly
#tbs#thomas sangster#thomasbrodiesangster#tbs imagines#tbs imagine#thomas brodie sangster imagine#tbs smut#thomas sangster imagine#thomas brodie sangster#thomas brodie sangster smut
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sociieties asked:
[ text, ryou-yo ] hey :)
[ text, ryou-yo ] so funny story actually
[ text, ryou-yo ] last year i ended up going to kiridaii and didn't want to ruin your life
[ text, ryou-yo ] but ALSO
[ text, ryou-yo ] at the very end of it
[ text, ryou-yo ] i ended up causing a riot. among other things throughout the year
[ text, ryou-yo ] and now kyoko transferred me to that christian school in akita
[ text, ryou-yo ] but you can't freak out or be mad at me bc it wasn't my fault
[ text, ryou-yo ] and if you do anything about it, it's gonna have to wait until tmr
ryou's in the middle of walking home when his phone starts chiming -- and continues to chime, and he pauses, as he pulls out his phone to see the name [ha-chan] flash across his screen around nine or so times. he blinks. he hasn't heard from him in almost a year and a half and so the sudden contact has sent him for a loop. he finds a park bench to sit down at, and stares down at the phone for a few moments, before he finally opens the chat, the very last thing he had sent - a very hesitant ha-chan? that had been unopened. ryou had gotten the message. and now he contacts him again - out of the blue ? what kind of asshole --?
he opens the messages anyways, and reads through them - then reads through them again.
[ text, ha-chan ] what.
[ text, ha-chan ] what?
[ text, ha-chan ] " i ended up causing a riot" "but you can't be mad at me because it wasn't my fault. "
[ text, ha-chan ] read those two things, again, carefully.
[ text, ha-chan ] also i have every single right to be mad at you actually.
[ text, ha-chan ] but i'll let omma and appa know. they'll know what to do.
[ text, ha-chan ] honestly.
[ text, ha-chan ] no hey hi how you doing sorry i left you on read for a year and a half or so
[ text, ha-chan ] just a random life update.
[ text, ha-chan ] i am genuinely so confused right now.
[ text, ha-chan ] but that's what you want right ? omma and appa in on whatever is planning on going down tomorrow ?
[ text, ha-chan ] tell me a time. and i'll tell them ig.
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Short Story: Do you have to follow me?
It's my birthday! I'm kinda excited, I had planned to write something with a birthday but here is some angst, the birthday will come tomorrow.
There's more to this story, but with school and family reunion stuff, I'm really tired. I will prob finish it tmr
Halo Reach belongs to 343 Industries.
My Spartan oc (Avery) belongs to me.
Repost with credit.
17. Do you have to follow me?
Like now, Six reacted only by the slight tilt of her head and nothing more. Kat also couldn’t understand why her vocalizer was changed, what was the spartan hiding? “Carter ordered us to stick together, as your partner for this mission, I will protect you.”
“The signal is in the building, southeast, leaning towards south.”
Kat almost jumped at the robotic sounding voice, head jerking up; Six was right, the signal was coming from the abandoned building in front of them. She frowned as the spartan slipped past her, walking straight towards it, so much for listening. Didn’t Holland say she followed orders without trouble? She let out another huff and hurried past Six. “Follow behind, I have the front.”
If Six protested, Kat ignored it, reaching to open the door. Her hand gripped the knob; Arms wrapped around her and pulled her back. Kat yanked herself away. “What do you think-!” She never got to finish, Six shoving her to the side as the door opened. A loud boom echoed across the field, followed by a bright flash. Kat let out a groan as she was knocked back onto the ground. Different warnings flashed in her visor.
“Noble Two, Six, what was that?” Carter’s voice broke through the static. “We heard an explosion near your location.”
“Right in front of us…” Kat pushed herself to her knees, eyeing the exploded building. “It seems to be a trap; the bomb was set to go off when we opened the door. Six was… was…” Where was Six? She scrambled up, wincing at the growing ache of her muscles, trying to find the spartan. “She pulled me away before it exploded, but I, she…” The words tasted disgusted on her tongue, there was no way Six could’ve gotten hit. “She pushed me away before it exploded.”
“Noble Four and Three are heading to your location now. Where is Six? Are there any injuries?”
“I can’t find her.” Kat kept scanning the debris; Six had bright red highlights to her armor, how was she blending in? “I don’t have anything serious, but I can’t say for Six. I can’t find her.”
“Don’t panic, we’re on our way. Four and Three should be arriving soon.”
“I said NO!”
Kat perked up at the yell, her heart gave a thud against her ear as she ran closer to it; Her shoulders dropped for a moment, seeing Six with Emile and Jun. Then it hit her like a brick, the bright red wasn’t her paint, it was blood. It splattered against the wall behind Six and covered her armor. She couldn’t breathe, there was so much blood.
“Get off!” Six hacked out, “I said to find Two first, my injuries aren’t of concern.”
“You have something sticking out of your stomach.” Jun said with a hint of annoyance. “Let’s get you to safety, Carter said-.”
“And I said-!” Six doubled over, her body shaking as she coughed; Kat guessed that if Emile wasn’t holding her, she would be back on the ground. “My life is not of importance, ONI can suck-” Six let out another cough “can suck it. Two is more important. Find her, and I will get medical treatment. Not until we find her.”
“You’re an idiot.”
Emile glanced up. “Looks like you’re liked by our new Six.”
Kat shook her head, the closer she neared Six, the more her hands trembled. Her mind pounded in her head; Why did Six take the blow? There wasn’t a reason, they both didn’t like each other, and she knew Six knows her suspicion. Not to mention with her poking at the Spartan’s files, it would’ve been better for her to take the bomb.
“Six.” Kat’s mouth felt dry, there was so much blood. “Six, you need medical attention. You’re hurt.”
“Find Two.” Six hissed out, her head jerking up to look at Kat, falling back down with a groan of pain. “I pushed her away, I didn’t know where she went. I lost her.” Her voice broke off as it cracked and Six shook, slowly collapsing down.
“And you found me.” Kat kneeled, taking Six to lean on her instead of Emile. “I found you.” Six flopped her hand over until it hit Kat’s visor. “But you need medical attention, okay? Carter called a Falcon. We just need to wait for it to arrive.”
“Hurt?”
“No…” Kat glanced over at Jun and Emile. “No, you protected me.” The world spun as Six slumped further in her hold. “Six, you need to stay awake. Okay?” She didn’t like the silence, even though it was usual for the spartan to stay quiet. Kat motioned at the two. “Help me get her to a safe place, we need her helmet off to make sure she stays awake.”
Jun joined her on the ground. “Her ribs are most likely broken; I don’t know if any other bone is broken.” He moved down, if he was affected about the damage down to her armor, he didn’t show it. Six let out a groan as they hoisted her up, moving over to a more secluded area. Emile stayed behind, watching their backs. “Evac is 10 minutes away.”
“10?” Kat asked, her tone not masking the frustration. “Where’s Carter and Jorge?”
“Don’t know. He said they were enroute to us.”
Kat didn’t reply; She sat down and reached for Six’s helmet, trying not to focus on the large crack on her visor. Six's hand caught hers. She almost jumped, even like this, Six still wanted to hide her face? “I have to take your helmet off, I can’t… I can’t tell if you’re awake or not. It’s important that you stay awake.”
“I can stay awake.” Six let her hands fall despite her comment.
Not wasting time, Kat took slid it off; Six’s face was sweaty and smeared in blood. Ocean blue eyes flickered up to hers. Ocean. They were bright, focused, staring right at her. Kat took a moment, reaching up to brush away the hair sticking to her forehead, her hand stopping at Six’s cheek. Six nuzzled her palm, or the best she could do without moving much.
Kat didn’t think she would find Six to be so human. The pain lingering in her eyes, the blood on her skin, it was red. All of it was human. She took her palm away and turned back to Jun and Emile. “Are there any med packs?” Six shifted behind her. “Anything to stop the bleeding.” A small med-pack was dropped on her lap; Kat turned back to Six, she gave a smile, revealing her blood-stained teeth. “That works.”
“Habits from being solo.” Six’s eyes started to flutter, and Kat fumbled with trying to open it. Why was it so difficult? “‘M tired.”
“You need to keep your eyes open- you have no bio-foams?”
“Nah, don’t need them.”
Kat was close to flicking Six for being stupid, even a little bit could’ve stopped some bleeding, and it wouldn’t be difficult to get into the suit. “I’ll need something to apply pressure, a blanket or rag, it doesn’t matter.” She glanced behind her shoulder. “Now.”
#halo reach#halo MCC#halo master chief collection#noble team#noble two#noble six#noble one#noble four#noble three#noble five#kat b320#spartan b312#carter a259#emile a239#jun a266#spartan oc#short story#Do you have to follow me?
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JESSE X PITCHPERFECT FEM!READER.
Ehe nice.
Also to set the scene, robaires s/o sings main with reader.
Song recommended: Bellas finals: price tag ext ~ pitch perfect cast.
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23rd june~ 4town studio
They never new you guys could dance, let alone sing! There they are, all peeking through the glass door of the studio.
"DAMN" t praised at watching his girlfriend slay the dance floor, her specialty was definitely dancing, same for z's girl.
Let's be completely honest here, they weren't all suprised when robaire's girlfriend was singing lead. They've heard robaire and his girlfriend sing all the time together. Kinda cute honestly. But bro were they in for a suprise when you step to the front and bust a move before singing
"~Tonight, I will love, love you tonight~"
"WHAT?? JESSE...YOU DIDNT SAY SHE COULD SING!?!?" Tae shouted in his face before replying
"I didn't know she could sing..." while watching you, a smirk grew on his face with blushes flushing his cheeks. He loved how your voice hit all the right notes and how your body swayed to the beat.
"Wow!!" The others weren't suprised taes gf could beatbox, they also weren't suprised that z's girlfriend could rap!
"Look her, jesus! God sent me a rapping angle!"
"Go baby!"
Hearing all this commotion outside the studio door, you look over to see the whole of 4town watching you work your stuff. You cheeks flushed pink in Embarrassment. You've never told anyone about your talent, you were too afraid of what others think. And your just nervous at preforming infront of people, even if it was your boyfriends boyband.
4town noticese that you've caught them watching. Jesse just stands they with a smug grin. You were afraid of him asking why you didn't tell him.
You start to go off beat to the music. It was coming to an end anyway.
all of you struck your ending poses before they notice 4town clapping 👏
All heads turn their way and all run up to there boyfriends....except from you.
You see jesse head your way, sweat dripping from your forehead.
"Hey cutie 💓 "
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I thought you wouldn't like a girlfriend who had the same talent as you and I thought you'd be angr-"
Your sentence was cut of by jesse grabbing you by the cheeks and connecting his lips with yours 💋
He pulls away after a while and looks at you.
"I get it, y/n"
"So your not mad??"
He chuckles before pulling you into an embrace along with a kiss to your scalp.
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2 weeks later~ concert
4town were just about to say there goodbyes to the crowd when 5 girls walked onto the stage getting into positions with their heads tilted down.
"no way-"
Familiar music starts to play as the girls move their bodies to the beat.
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The songs end and the crowd cheers loudly.
You look over at jesse. He was so proud of you facing your fears and preforming infront of an audience this size!
"You did so good muse!!" He opens his arms out wide for his girlfriend, you run and jump onto his hip as he picks you up.
The boys praise their girlfriends before saying goodbye to the audience.
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After concert~ 8:49pm ~private hotel room.
Jesse treats you with a make out session.
He tripped you and himself so it was him in his boxers and you in your underwear and bra.
He soon moves his hands from your waist to the back of your bra, un hooking it to reveal your soft breast.
After that the night progresses with im taking a make out session further 👀
"Oh baby~~"
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EHE I DID IT
ITS NO 10:31 PM IMMA GET SLEEP FOR SCHOOL TMR.
~Mazilyn 🥀
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FaceTime? | F.W.
MASTERLIST
fandom: Harry Potter
PART I - PART II - PART III
pairings: Fred Weasley x F!Reader
WARNINGS: LOOOOTS of cursing. like so many bad words bro mb. implied smut but no actual smut
summary: !!MODERN AU!! Fred calls you in the middle of the night because he can’t sleep, but you look so pretty and he starts getting a little heated up. Part two will be smutty asf.
WC: 2.8k
A/N:The modern part is that smartphones exist. It’s not necessarily “modern” per se. Hogwarts and the like whole franchise is the same with the same characters and ages but you and Fred are still in school (7th year). And basically this part will be the readers POV but the second will be Fred’s. EVERYONE HAS THEIR OWN INDIVIDUAL DORM.
Also, please let me know if I made any mistakes! And duh I’m happy to take requests bcs it motivates me to write more.
gif by me !! (bro istg the things id let him do and say to me. he literally INSULTS angles. angles have no choice but to submit to him.)
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A groan came from the bottom of your lungs as you unclasped your bra and took it off. The best fucking feeling in the world. Such a relief.
Yawning, you looked at the time realizing you stayed up a little too late reading, the clock reading 12:41 AM. As you changed into your pajamas, you set it down, putting it to charge while you walked to the bathroom to brush your teeth.
Long days were your favorite. Well, not the day part, just the night when your muscles relax as you’ve already finished all your work and your head hits the pillow.
Spitting out the leftover toothpaste and water from your mouth, you splashed your face with some cold water, reaching to the face towel to dry it and finally go to your bed.
You let out a content sigh as your body hit the mattress, the cold material of the sheets causing a smile creep onto your face. You were definitely getting the best sleep tonight.
There was a sound as you were already drifting off, but you ignored it, trying to quickly fall into a deep sleep so that nothing could bother you anymore.
Until you heard it again.
Your eyes shot open as you realized it was the buzzing of your phone, you only left notifications on for important people, such as your close friends and family or whatnot.
Unplugging it and pulling it close enough to see, but far enough that the low light wouldn’t burn your eyes, you unlocked it only to see a new notification from your messages.
It was Fred.
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F| you awake - 12:53
F| bruh - 12:55
F| wake up i cant sleep - 12:55
F| HEY - 12:56
F| WAJE THE FUCK UO - 12:56
F| .. please - 12:57
F| please ;( - 12:57
You let out a yawn and typed back
You| what do you want - 12:57
F| for you to wake up - 12:57
You| well im awake now so what - 12:57
F| i cant sleep and im bored as hell - 12:58
You| i know your goofy ass did not just wake me up because you cant fucking fall asleep - 12:58
F| hold on, you mean my goofy and FAT AND LUCIOUS ASS, right? - 12:58
You| im going to beat the fucking shit out of you tmr - 12:58
You| and its luscious* 🥱 - 12:58
You| if you actually fuckinf studied basic english you’d probably know how to spell it, but your goofy - not fat and luscious - ass is too busy setting living human beings on fire - 12:59
F| FUCK YOU - 12:59
F| i prank people i dont hurt them 🙄 - 12:59
F| also you misspelled fucking - 12:59
F| also yeah my ass is fat and luscious and all the girls want it - 12:59
F| you just dont wanna say that bcs then that would mean you’ve actually looked at it and i know you’d absolutely hate to admit that ;)) - 1:00
F| also im not the goofy one here anymore, your silly swan looking ass face wants to fight me - 1:00
F| can you believe that shit 😹 - 1:00
F| you actually wanna fight someone who’s like twice your size, the fuck do you think you are -1:01
You| fred if you dont shut the fuck up and go to bed, im telling your mom you had a girl in your room. - 1:01
F| … okay im sorry :( - 1:01
You left him on seen and put your phone back down, turning around in annoyance to cover yourself up and finally fall asleep.
*Buzz*
Letting out a significantly loud groan, you grabbed your phone, ready to tell Fred to “fuck off and suck a dick.”
But your plans changed.
F| hey im really sorry for waking you up and then acting like a douche - 1:03
F| i don’t wanna bother you but do you wanna facetime? - 1:04
F| talking to you is really nice - 1:04
F| thats why i always only text you and no one else, you actually make me feel better - 1:04
F| more at ease ig, enough to help me fall asleep - 1:04
F| come onnnn - 1:04
F| bruh if you dont answer rn im telling cormac you have a big fat crush on him - 1:04
You| fuck you - 1:05
F| i mean… - 1:05
F| if you really want to then i guess i can make an arrangement. - 1:05
Annoyed at his flirtatious mood, you clicked on the FaceTime button and expected him to answer right away but he took a second.
When he picked up, you made an annoyed face at him, him only keeping a straight face but it was enough to make you snort.
You could see him trying to hold back a smile until you made a smolder face and his lips turned upwards into a wide grin.
“You’re so dumb” he said, a small grin still sticking to his face.
“Oh I’m dumb? Says the one who needs his favorite person to fall asleep and can’t spell ‘luscious’.” you scoffed with a chuckle.
“You think you’re my favorite person? Getting cocky are we?” he questioned, his face morphing into that all too familiar competitive smirk.
“Yeah, am I not?” you stated,
His smirk grew wider, more competition in his eyes.
“Yeah, you’re one of my favorites.” he responded.
You chuckled and spoke again, changing the topic before he made you blush.
“What are you doing on Friday? Wanna go to Hogsmead?” you asked.
“Yeah sure, I’ve got a prank to play on Snape so you’ve gotta come with me to that first, you’re my lucky charm.” he said.
“That sounds… Not so platonic, Fred. What are you implying?” you joked.
“Oh, shut up. You know thats not what I meant. You’re just fun to have around.” he scoffed.
“Just fun? You don’t love me?” you made a pouty face at him.
He hesitated for a second.
“…Well when you put it like that…” he said with a silly voice, causing you to throw your head back in laughter. He chuckled.
Laughing for a little bit, you only heard silence from the phone so when your laugh died down, you looked at him. God, you wished you hadn’t.
He had a sweet smile on his face, like he was admiring you. He was on his side with the right side of his face on the pillow squishing it, making him look adorable. Left hand underneath his face, his short orange hair was lightly fanning over his forehead, and it was quite messy, but it made him look… Cute.
…
No.
…
Hot.
His messy hair made him look hot. It always did. You considered yourself one of the luckiest people on the planet for having him be such a close friend of yours. It meant he’d let you touch it.
All the times you’d ruffled it when meeting him in the corridors, all the times you’d play with it while he fell asleep on your lap after studying for so long. (With you, of course. He’d never spend his own time studying.) All the times you just looked at it and admired it and it’s softness, how fluffy it was.
All the times you’d thought about tugging on it while he destroys you from the inside out.
But that would never happen…
So you snapped yourself back into reality and just continued to look at him. He was so beautiful.
So handsome.
You could marry him but you’d melt at the sight of him in a black and white suit for you.
He made your heart sink to your pussy whenever he’d walk up to you after quidditch, sweaty hair, flushed cheeks from the windburn.
Your knees weak whenever he wore just his white shirt with the sleeves rolled up and had loosened his tie.
Shaking your head slightly, you watched him through your phone screen, your eyes adjusting enough for you to see the shape of his shoulders.
Fuck. They were so broad.
And his chest, it was like a brick wall. Even if it was covered with a t-shirt, his muscles were on the brink of ripping it.
At this point, you’d had no choice but to think about when you’d hug him, the warmth of having yourself in his arms while your face was stuffed in his chest.
When you used it as a pillow on the weekends as you were having sleep-overs, his heartbeat lulling you to sleep.
Your back being pressed tightly up against it whilst he’s inside you and whispering into your ear how good you were making him feel.
It was getting out of hand how many fantasies you’d made up about him but you couldn’t stop yourself now. You were admiring every last inch of him you could see.
His lips.
Thinking about how they would feel if he was massaging them against yours.
Both the ones on your face and the ones below your belt.
His eyes.
They had a certain sparkle in them. It wasn’t romantic or anything like that.
Though you weren’t sure it was platonic either.
But what you were sure of was that Fred Weasley had a tight hold on you whether he knew it or not.
“So….” you said with a croak in your voice,
“So?” He repeated, the same admirable look in his eyes, that sweet, tooth-rotting smile still on his face. He wanted you to keep talking but it was incredibly difficult when he looked like that.
“Um I was-“ you began but he interrupted you,
“Wait is that that stupid old shirt George got you for Christmas 5th year?” he asked.
You chuckled, “Yeah,”
You stretched your arms out to be able to point the phone at it, looking down at it yourself. It was a white shirt with a little blue cat on the front, and some extremely long joke on the back that ended with “There’s no punchline, but you sure as hell were bored enough to read the back of a stranger’s shirt.”
Swallowing, he spoke again. “Wow, I can’t believe it still fits you.” You both chuckled.
“I mean it’s only been about two years, not like I’ve grown that much since then. Plus, George got it like two sizes too big,” you laughed.
He smiled, “You know, I had the perfect gift for you but I lost it two days before Christmas that year. I think someone stole it and I was so sad that I couldn’t give it to you.”
“Awh. What was it?” you asked.
“I’m not telling you.” He smirked.
“Bruh come on. You lost it so just tell me, it’s not like you’re going to die if you do.”
“Yeah well I don’t want to. If its such a pain in your ass then I’ll tell you this, it was an inside joke from third year.” he told you.
“Wait, lemme think…” you looked up and bit your lip as you tried your hardest to remember all the stupid jokes you made in third year.
“Ah! I know! Was it the time you and I snuck off in the middle of the night and caught Snape reading that really cheesy poem out loud? I forgot what it was about but I remember it was really funny. You wouldn’t shut up about it for weeks.” you said
“No, that’s not it. Not even close.” he said.
“I have no idea then.” you said.
He went silent again and just kept looking at you. Smiling.
It made the room really hot. You tried looking elsewhere, you couldn’t bring yourself to look at him and his ridiculously good looks.
“Look at me.” he said, taking his hand out from under his face to avoid it falling asleep and getting pins and needles.
When you heard him, it was like a half whisper, his voice was so soft and it sent fireworks all throughout your guts.
As you looked his way, he had a small smirk on him.
Why the fuck does he always have to smirk?
Your face was starting to get hot.
“What” you said.
“Let’s have a staring contest.” he replied.
“That’s dumb.” you stated.
“You’re dumb.” he retorted.
“No, I actually study. You spend all your time making jokes and pranking people and you never study. You always only study with me and I literally do like 80% of the w-“
“Just stop talking” he interrupted and giggled at the argument you were trying to make.
You let out a sigh and looked at him with a disappointed face.
He sighed too but just kept his eyes locked on you. He wouldn’t stop and it was starting to bother you a little bit.
“Damn okay.” you said.
He squirmed in his place, it seemed his room was also starting to get as hot as yours.
Chewing the inside of his bottom lip, his smile slowly began to fade.
You had to start looking around awkwardly.
His eyes seemed to be getting heavy and they kept closing, he’d shoot them back open only to keep fucking eyeing at you.
“If you’re about to fall asleep then we can just talk tomorrow. Unless—you’re sure… you wanna stay on call…?” you spoke.
His eyebrows twitched and he responded, “M-Yeah…” he sighed. His eyes fluttering shut once again.
“You look like you’re on the verge of falling asleep into oblivion, Freddie.” you giggled. He probably didn’t hear you since he was actually already starting to pass out, but he did.
He rolled his eyes back and you took that as a sign that he was actually starting to get pissed off that you kept on talking.
Turning his head to stuff his face in his pillow, he let out a groan that sounded like he had been working out all day.
A small cry came from him that indicated he’d been deprived of something he loved for months, and he still managed to look back at you, but with furrowed eyebrows, hooded, watery eyes, and his mouth slightly agape.
“I-I’m gonna go to bed.” he choked out, stuttering as if he was on the verge of crying.
“Oh, okay, goodnight then, I love you.” you said with a sympathetic smile, he probably had a long day and needed your presence somehow, it seemed that he needed to let a cry out now that you were hanging up.
His face actually got really red and he replied.
“I love you too…” he sighed.
“So much.” he inhaled sharply before closing his eyes tightly, his face scrunching up like he just poured lemon on an open wound.
When he opened his eyes, he sent a small, forced smile your way.
You hung up and hesitantly put your phone down, turning around and covering yourself back up so you could sleep.
Tossing and turning for like five minutes, you turned back around and texted Fred again to ask him if he was okay. You knew you wouldn’t be able to get any sleep if you were worried about him and didn’t know what was wrong.
You| you okay freddie? - 1:31
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No answer.
You waited for about a minute until you decided to click the FaceTime button again since you wouldn’t wait for him to text back.
He took a second to pick up.
When he did, he was now on his back, holding the phone above his head.
“Yeah?” he said.
“Are you okay, Freddie?” you asked, you knew he liked it when you called him ‘Freddie’ so you did it now just to bring him comfort.
“Uhm…” he licked his lips and looked down towards the end of his bed.
“..Yeah, I’m fine. I just had a long and… stressful day with… uh, grades.” he looked back up at you now, he looked fine and relaxed. A little nervous might you add.
You noticed he wasn’t wearing his shirt anymore and there was a hint of sweat on his forehead.
…
He definitely had a terrible day.
Yeah.
That’s all.
“Erm okay well.. Goodnight then I guess… See you at breakfast.” you tried your best to hide the fact that you were worried sick about him.
He chuckled, “Goodnight then, love.” he sent a big smile at you and it made you feel better, but you hung up as fast as humanly possible so that he wouldn’t notice your nerves.
You were glad that he was okay now.
Throwing your phone on your nightstand for the last time, you finally turned to try and sleep.
But not before turning back around and grabbing your phone again,
You| can i go to your room? - 1:37
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There’s a part two coming with Fred’s POV 😻
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chapter 22
WHAT WE CAN BE : in which eren deals with his crush on you like an elementary school kid and you’re having none of it.
eren likes you. a lot. but he treats your existence like it's god's punishment to humanity. and you, not having any idea why he loathes your presence so much, decided to not give a single fuck about him.
pairing: eren jaeger x f!reader, +slight!reiner x reader
genre: college au, e2l, fluff, crack
CH. 22: just because.
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The newly opened shop in the mall was surprisingly not bustling with people anymore. Probably because their sale ended earlier this morning. Still, there are plenty of customers inside. Eren didn’t mind the simple yet cute aesthetic of the boutique– it reminds him of you. Speaking of which, he snaps out of his daze in the middle of the entrance and actually go inside the store instead of standing there like a lunatic.
After getting a/an [animal] printed notepad, a/an [animal] paperweight, and a set of pens that only consists of different shades of [color], he exits the shop with a dopey grin that he conceals to the best of his ability.
He sees a fruit juice stall from the distance and he remembers your obsession with strawberries. Wanting to see your hype about it, he decides to treat himself to a drink. Maybe he’ll even recommend it to you when you two go out together. Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.
What’s not good though, is his tendency to overhear other people’s conversations. To be fair, he wouldn’t have given that voice a second thought if it wasn’t yours.
You aren’t far away, and you aren’t alone. He’s there with you; Reiner. You can’t see him though, neither can the blonde in front of you since he's partially concealed by a post.
It feels like the opposite of last night.
He’s confused, but he doesn’t question why you’re here at the mall when you told him you’d stay home. He doesn’t question why Reiner who you supposedly rejected is with you. He doesn’t question why he’s looking so intently at you, nor why you’re staring gentler at the blonde. None of those matter at the moment because all he thinks about are the sentences that came out of your mouth when talking to Reiner.
“It’s not because of anything or anyone, Reiner. I just don’t like you like that. And no, there’s no way I like Eren either, okay? Please, understand.”
Now, it’s not that Eren doesn’t like to listen, he actually does. He just doesn’t like listening a lot. Especially not when he’s heard enough.
This time, he didn’t wait for you to see him and left.
It is the opposite of last night.
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lmfao poor aaron ig. i cant write feels ㅠㅠ i promise we will finish wwcb before december ends !
also, i started a sick!levi one shot this morning, ill prolly post it later or tmr :)
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guess who🤡 heyhey 💕 here. I’m pretty sure by this 2nd request u can tell that I’m a very emotional person🧍🏻♀️ and that I’m a person that seeks alot of comfort from fictional characters because i dont have a life and good friends.
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I’m not sure if u r comfy writing kazuha so if yr not I’m sorry u can ignore this! i just want a fluff comfort for reader who got like REALLY scolded for getting bad grades for exams because u have no idea how angsty I’m feeling rn:( my parents just literally like scolded me like there was no tmr istg- so i just need really fluff comfort. so a kazuha x NB(non bibary)!reader
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Anyways again tysm u have no idea how grateful i am if you accept my request!!!<3 get lots of rest and drink water. only do this if you want to!
byebye<3
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Kazuha's Wise and Whimsical Words
Kaedehara Kazuha X Reader
A/N: aaaa 💕anon ily!! being emotional is completely fine and I would be honoured to become of your good friends!! I will be a part of your life, private message me if you're ever feeling down! I just want my readers happy because they make me happy aaaaaa 🥺
with that being said, i love this request! My parents were so hard on me when it came to exams, but as soon as I broke away from their expectations, I started to appreciate my grades more. I'll leave the real comforting words for Kazuha to say but NO ONE SHOULD EVER be disappointed in yourself if you tried your best. Thank you for your support and the request, I hope the story makes you feel better. Enjoy!
ps: I took into account the fact that not everyone has a mother and a father and not everyone has two parents at all, so only one parent is mentioned here and they are left gender neutral so it's easier to picture yourself in the story.
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"(Y/N). This is not at all what I expected. What happened to you?" Your parent asked sternly.
"Well, I--"
"I don't want to hear any excuses. Your predicted grades were much higher than this!" They said, raising their voice.
"I'm sorry, I--"
"Sorry is not going to improve your results! Do you really think that now is a good time to be slacking off? You have one more exam period before university. I don't care if you pass those exams, I want you to excel. And if you don't, you are not attending Sumeru Academia, whether they accept you or not. I am not paying for you to study overseas, only for you to get mediocre grades." They said, making you even more anxious than before the exam.
"But I got above the average!"
"By two percent! And the average was low." Your parent said, narrowing their eyes slightly and upsetting you with their belittling gaze.
"Realistically--"
"Realistically? Realistically?! If you want to study realistically, you should find someone else to pay for your education. When you want to study successfully, you can come back." They slammed the stack of sheets that displayed your results on the table with a loud bang before folding their arms as you grabbed a jacket and stormed out of the house, tears running down your face.
You walked for a while in the night, before eventually finding yourself in an area you were less familiar with. After recognising it to be somewhere near your boyfriend's current residence off Beidou's ship, you made a beeline for his place, knocking on the door and hoping, praying he would be alone inside.
The door soon opened and Kazuha stood there, initially with a smile on his face but it soon dropped when he saw your expression.
"(Y/N)? What happened?" He asked.
"C-can I come inside?" You sniffled.
"Of course, Love. Come in." He said, ushering you into his quaint little place. You stood by the door that closed behind you before Kazuha pushed the coat you had lazily draped over your shoulder onto the floor and enveloped you in his arms.
You broke down in his embrace. You had done better than most of your fellow students, and frankly, you were kind of proud of your result. But it was foolish of you to think that your parent would accept anything but perfection. They said it was all for you, but you were doubting it. Did you even want to go to Sumeru Academia? You had had your heart set on it since you were a child, but maybe that was only because your folks always envisioned you going there.
"Why are you crying, my love?" Kazuha asked, sitting you down near the fire to warm you up and standing up to get you a blanket and a hot cup of tea.
"I'm not good enough." You mumbled. If it was anyone else, they wouldn't have heard you. But your boyfriend could listen to the wind "talk" - he was very attuned to quiet and subtle noises.
"Nonsense." He smiled, bringing you the blanket as you listened to the water boil in the background.
"You're more than good enough. Everyone who knows you adores you - no one more than me, of course." Kazuha chuckled, eventually setting down two cups of tea and sitting in front of you on the floor.
"Public opinion won't improve my grades." You said, now more stoic than upset. You had almost become numb and desensitised to degrading comments that after you cried a little and calmed down, you'd be straight-faced and almost emotionless. It didn't feel good, but it was certainly better than feeling bad.
"So this is about school." Kazuha nodded, gesturing for you to continue explaining why had happened.
"They keep talking about my grades. They said I shouldn't be slacking and that I'm not going to get to Sumeru Academia and that they want me to do better...maybe I'm interpreting it wrong. Maybe they're trying to encourage me?" You wondered aloud, thinking that somehow you were the problem. As soon as you said "they", Kazuha knew who you are referring to and sighed.
"Encouragement and doubt are two very different things. Unrealistic expectations, detrimental practices, emotionally, mentally or physically taxing improvement - none of that is going to help you. In fact, it'll make you feel worse. When you really think about what you have to do to achieve perfection, you'll only realise how unattainable it is. You'll fall into a perpetual spiral of intellectual destruction." Kazuha said.
"Then how the hell am I gonna get the best results?" You asked worriedly.
"You won't. No one will ever get the best results because more people and more previously unforeseen factors will come into play. What you can achieve is your best results. Your grades are a product of you, not the other way around. They are no measure of your worth, they cannot define you, and they do not have to be a part of you. If you don't ace one subject, you don't have to hang on to that or turn it into some strange part of you. You can't cling to it, it's impossible to cling to a piece of the past forever. That's not to say you don't learn from it, but it doesn't need to become some villainous trait - in the end, it is only a grade." Kazuha shield at you. His words warmed your heart more than the fire or tea, and they even seemed to dry your tears and allow you to mirror his expression.
"And at the very least, you can hold your head high knowing that you had the strength to participate in an exam when not everyone does. You went in, sat through it, attempted the questions and walked out. Not everyone has the courage to stay; some don't even have the courage to start. That goes for any endeavour you face." Kazuha said, before inching closer to you.
"Feeling any better?" He asked. You nodded instantly. Of course, Kazuha's wise and whimsical words had bettered your mood, it was Kazuha for Archon's sake.
"Good. Maybe we could go for an evening stroll? I'll treat you to dinner if you haven't eaten." He offered.
"Can...can we just stay like this for a little longer? I think being alone with you is nicer." You smiled.
"Of course, Angel. Anything you want."
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this was less physical fluff than I intended, but I think I do comfort with direct words and dialogue best, so I hope this is okay. honestly, everything kasha said is what I would've wished to hear when I was in this situation. I'll probably post a rant about my own exam experiences because this request got all my past feelings to resurface.
thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed!
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I need a break
Shangqi x Reader (Platonic)
A/N: I feel like I’m loosing steam towards the end of my placement and wow I have never needed a break this badly before. Perhaps a short Shangqi x Reader imagine where they are both University students. Seriously at this rate I’ll just be solely a Shangqi writer HAHAHA. Doing this on my phone because I don’t want to open my work computer. Let’s see where this impromptu idea takes me to. Hope you enjoy it and as always like and comment if you wish!
Genre: PG-13
Warnings: None really, just friends supporting each other! I guess there’s an inaccurate timeline if you look at the MCU but hey this is an imagine plus if you look at some of the wiki pages, Shangqi is actually born in 1998/1999. So appreciate if you’re kind enough to go with the flow to read this comfort fic!
‘Y/N!’ Shangqi rushes to catch up with you after class. You made an effort to conceal your tiredness but he saw it right through. ‘Gosh…you alright?’
You think to yourself. Were you really alright? The answer was pretty obvious. You were ten weeks into your placement and your emotions were a jumbled up mess. Having to deal with work responsibilities was one problem, school assignments were another issue all together. At this point, you felt like you were just getting through each week for the sake of it.
At first, you believed that what you were going through was simply a transition to becoming an adult. You thought that naturally, you would be able to persevere through the stressful periods by yourself. But of course, it has been hard.
You were a social work intern at a neighborhood youth centre, thirty minutes away if you took the train and bus. The work was fulfilling in it’s own ways, but recently there were self-doubts filling your brain, if you were really cut out for the job in the future. If you weren’t, what else could you do?
As you sat with Shangqi in the school’s student-ran cafe, you found yourself pouring out the exact same concerns to him. Credit to him, Shangqi never interrupted your monologue, he just simply listened. That’s what best friends were for. That’s what you did for him to when he ran into issues with his family.
Even then, he couldn’t deny that hearing you doubt yourself broke his heart. He had known you since high school. You mostly kept to yourself and one or two close friends. Despite joining the school’s athletic team where you were one of the main athletes, you preferred to stay in the shadows unlike some of your teammates. That didn’t stop you from going out of your way to help other students in need; like helping the girl who was in an arm cast to copy the social studies notes, even if it meant you had to do it twice. Or maybe just talking to a friend who was stressed out about their results.
Basically, you had studied your ass off to get a secured spot at this university who were only one of the few that offered the degree. He remembers you telling him the moment you got your offer, ‘I’m finally good at something. I don’t have to worry anymore!’
Shangqi wasn’t stupid. The pandemic had done some crazy things. And by crazy, it affected the self-esteem that you had been working so hard on by participating in various projects and events, with you being in charge of a drama production that was promoting on mental health. That was a big deal considering that you were a major introvert.
Online engagement was never easy. In fact he has heard some of your struggles that you’ve shared with him regarding this and it only makes him admire you even more. For someone who preferred to keep to themselves, stepping out of one’s comfort zone, to take on a role that wasn’t just simply about helping people - that took guts.
‘I’m sorry I’m just loading you with all this. I just feel…’ You trailed off, suddenly becoming emotional again. Again, Shangqi does not pry. ‘That I can’t do anything right.’ You emphasize that you had ended the statement for you were unsure that you could keep your cool if you had tried to continue on.
‘If I hear you saying sorry another time,’ he chides, ‘you’re paying for our meal later.’ Your lips curved upwards slightly before returning to its somber position. Shangqi decides that a meal won’t cut it. He needs to deploy ‘Operation Y/N’. Standing up with your buzzer to collect the food, Shangqi whips out his phone. There will be a few changes for today.
Food was definitely a cure in this situation, but it was only a part of the solution. After inhaling your ramen at light speed, Shangqi tells you that today will be a different Friday. ‘And you can’t complain! It’ll be a weekend tmr,’ he tells you. So why not? You figured that even if you went back home early, your head wouldn’t be in the right place to complete the essay for your English module.
‘Hold up! The VR studio that Katy was talking about?’ You look at the tickets inside the taxi that was taking you and Shangqi to the location. ‘How did you even, it was so hard to get these tickets!’ From the time Shangqi met you outside the classroom, he had yet to see you so ecstatic. Until now.
‘Well,’ Shangqi gives his best shrug. ‘I called in a favor from a friend. Said that it was for emergency purposes.’ He raised his fingers to make connotations in the air much to your amusement.
‘Wow… just how much do I not know about you Mr Popular?’ You teased. Shangqi decides to leave the fact on him having to persuade the Wakandan Princess in giving him free tickets.
‘Please! I swear whatever you want me to do, I’ll do it! It’s for Y/N!’
‘Ey well why didn’t you say so? If it’s for that nice friend, of course!’ Shuri leaves the entrance of the compound, an exasperated Shangqi trailing behind.
Yeah, the VR studio that Katy told them about was also funded by King T’Challa himself. With stunning life like visuals thanks to Wakandan technology, the VR studio was located in a middle class neighborhood. T’Challa believed that no matter where kids came from, they should have the right to enjoy and to explore the world. For now, he wasn’t ready to share that he was on the way on becoming a full-fledged Avenger yet - you just had too much on your plate. He’ll just have to settle with this white lie.
‘Is Katy coming?’ You were on the verge of vibrating off your seat. ‘She would love this place!’ Even when you were struggling, Y/N still manages to think about other people. Today, Y/N will put her needs first.
As if to answer your previous question, you can see an equally excited Katy waiting for the two of you at the roundabout. ‘HEL-LO EVERYONE! LET’S GET OUR FRIDAY STARTED IN PROPER SHALL WE?’ Her loud voice had attracted stares, some very displeased looks too but at this point in time, you didn’t give a damn. Katy was right, it was time to enjoy!
You wished that you could slow down time, or even replay it continuously when you needed cheering up because the only thing you felt was pure happiness - euphoria even. Your stomach was in knots for laughing hysterically together with Katy when Shangqi jumped in shock from a surprise scare from a zombie. ‘I’m keeping that for leverage,’ she tells you, quietly slipping her phone into her fanny pack.
The Wakandans had really outdone themselves this time. Your favorite VR was the paradise VR. Slipping the headgear, you say goodbye to the smiles of Katy and Shangqi, whisking away to a beach that oddly reminded you of your dream destination - Hawaii. From where you were standing, you were surrounded by green and majestic islands. Despite their sheer size, you weren’t intimidated. In fact, you were healing.
Your mind was no longer in the room of the VR studio. How could it when the sun kissed your skin, giving you the much needed energy that you were lacking for so long? In the room, the two sees you kick your shoes to the side, going barefoot. It may have seem strange, but with the monitor beside you, your actions were perfectly logical.
As a kid, you used to despise the prickly feeling of sand in between your toes. But now, you grew to love the sensation that each grain of sand had on your skin. It made you feel grounded, that everything was going to be ok. You raise your virtual hand to touch your face - were you crying?
‘She must have been really stressed huh?’ Katy whispers to Shangqi who nods in return. How he hated the fact that you were giving so much to your work but still felt underappreciated. Forget the Avengers with superhuman abilities, you were the true MVP. The VR ends and you remove your headgear. ‘I’m ok,’ you automatically reassure them despite the dry tears left on both cheeks. You step down the platform slowly, trying to regain sense of the real world.
What you didn’t expect was the two embracing you in a hug, squishing you in between them. Maybe that had set off the waterworks. For someone like Katy, she had sage advice.
‘Life can be pretty shitty right? But I’m so proud of you fighting it Y/N. Just remember that it’s ok to be weak. I mean, I’ve seen worse from Shangqi,’ she jabs her finger towards his direction, earning a glare from him. That’s Katy, always trying to add a bit of humor to this grey world. Calming down, you let go of the both of them. ‘Thanks guys, for everything.’
‘Hey,’ Shangqi responds, slinging his arm over your shoulder. ‘We’re friends, so we don’t leave each other behind.’ Phone beeping, he retrieves it to check the message. ‘And look at that, nice timing. Who wants Korean BBQ?’
Trailing behind them, you get an amusing view of Shangqi bickering with Katy on how many Soju bottles she’s allowed to order later. As San Francisco welcomed the night, you were just thankful that you had the two of them to walk through this crazy maze called life.
‘Last one to the shop is paying!’
‘Oh you’re on Mister!’
A/N: I really just think that this was also an imagine for me to cope too. So I can only hope to finish my placement/assignments/exams well! To anyone who does studies and work simultaneously, I fucking respect you (allow me to use expletives for now, these people deserve the respect). If you’re going through a stressful time, I hope this brings the slightest comfort for you and remember… YOU ARE NOT ALONE! Again, thank you for reading!
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lacquer // fred weasley
masterlist!
a/n: hey y’all..... hope u all still love me this is my peace offering <3 i take some pretty big exams tomorrow and my brain is kind of restless but also unproductive, so i cranked this out. i have no idea if its complete shit or not so lmk if i should jump into lava after u read it. also send good vibes for me and my exam tmr. love y’all.
summary: Fred asks you to paint his nails
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The first time you noticed Fred staring, you were sitting on the floor in front of his bed, using his trunk as a desk as you worked on some Potions notes. Fred hung off the end of his bed, looking at you from upside down. The blood was rushing to his head, so his hair and face were just about the same color. He didn’t seem inclined to move, however, and his eyes were staring at the way your hands glided over the scroll you wrote on. You thought he might like your handwriting, or maybe he was just zoned out.
The second time you noticed him staring, you were leaning against a thick oak tree by the Black Lake. Fred was laying between your legs, head propped up on your stomach. Your arms were wrapped around his shoulders, fingers tapping mindlessly on his chest. His head was tilted down, and you thought he had fallen asleep until his arms were moving. His larger hands grasped yours, twining your fingers together. His hands were pale and strong, like the rest of him, but slightly calloused from years of gripping his beaters bat. There were some freckles that crept down his wrist, like sparse constellations of stars, on his hand. He held your hands in front of his face, idly twisting and running them over his own hands.
The third and final time, he was very obvious. You were in his dorm again, waiting for him to be done with practice. You had long abandoned your homework, instead choosing to paint your nails to pass the time. You sat by the window, on the ledge, so the nail polish wouldn’t stink up the whole room. Fred and George bounded in, laughter on their lips. George shoved him to get to the bathroom first, slamming the door and locking it before Fred had even moved from the doorway. His eyes were locked on you, gaze flicking between your hands, the nail polish, and your face.
“Hey, Fred,” you said, carefully twisting the cap back onto the bottle. “Practice alright?”
“Yeah,” he mumbled, dropping his things at the foot of his bed and coming to sit with you at the window. “Alright.”
You moved your hands in the air, letting the breeze harden your nail polish. Fred picked up the bottle you had put down, twisting it in his hands and reading the label.
“This a muggle thing?” he mumbled, holding it close to his face and squinting.
“Yeah, but they have magic kinds,” you said, holding your nails out and then bringing them closer to your face, cleaning around the edges. “There’s this one that I like, it’s black, and after it drys the galaxy and stars appear and move with your hands.”
“Hm,” Fred hummed absentmindedly, still playing with the bottle.
You suppressed a smile as you gently took the bottle from Fred. His eyes moved to yours, abandoning the nail polish for the first time since he sat down.
“Want me to?” you asked him quietly, smiling at him.
Fred’s brows furrowed, and his head turned to look out the window for a moment. You stared at him, not used to moments where Fred actually stopped to think about something. His face was serious, his jaw clenched a bit. He looked stern from the side, his hair damp and sweaty from practice and a slight red flush still on his cheeks and neck. His freckles were coming out as the sun did, and his hair was getting lighter, too. When he turned back to look at you, you felt your face soften. Fred could be so pretty sometimes.
“Yeah,” he decided, holding his hands out to you, “If you don’t mind.”
“Not at all,” you took his hands gently, placing one on each of your knees.
Fred watched every move you made, when you shook the bottle, when you opened it, when you lifted the cap and when you rubbed off the excess nail polish on the side of the bottle. Fred watched with a small smirk as his nails were being painted, nice and slow so you wouldn’t mess them up.
“I just realized,” you said slowly, leaning back to look at his nails before bending over again to continue, “we’re going to have matching nails.”
Fred laughed lightly, and the small action made hair fall into his eyes. He waited for you to be done with the nail he was painting before he shook his head back, his hands flailing in front of him slightly with the strained effort of not touching anything.
“You willing to go ginger, too?” Fred joked, leaning forwards and haphazardly pushing your heads together. He pushed, and you leaned back some before you pushed back. You met in the middle, both hunched over Fred’s hands as you did the final coat.
“You already have a twin, Freddie,” you mumbled, fighting against Fred’s head to keep still and do a good job.
“You’re much cuter than he is, though,” Fred sighed, leaning back and admiring his nails with a wide grin.
“Hey!” George scoffed, feigning offense as he entered the room and toweled off his shaggy hair.
“It’s true, mate,” Fred said, wiggling his fingers and resting them back on your knees, “easier on the eyes.”
You laughed and rolled your eyes, standing carefully so Fred’s wet nails didn’t get caught on you.
“You can’t shower until those are dry,” you said, taking the nail polish and twisting the cap tight, “Which is a bummer, because you reek.”
George howled a laugh and Fred scowled at you. He stood, taking a playful step towards you before you held your hands out, “Ah! Can’t mess up your nails, Fred!”
George laughed again, slipping on a sweater over the shirt he had on.
“Where are you going?” Fred shifted his gaze from you to George, watching George gather his things into his school bag.
“Lee said he’d help me study for the Care of Magical Creatures Exam we have next week.”
“Interesting,” you drawled, looping your arm on the bedpost of George’s bed and swinging into his personal space, “because I can’t recall seeing Lee taking notes in Care of Magical Creatures this week. Or any other week, ever, for that matter.”
George blushed, playfully shoving your shoulder. You spun the other way, smiling at him as he gave you a rude gesture before he slammed the door shut.
Fred came up from behind you, wrapping his arms carefully around you and hovering his hands above your waist.
“Careful!” you yelped, taking his hands and inspecting the nails.
“Dorm to ourselves,” Fred murmured, leaning down to press his lips to the spot beneath your ear, “What to do with all this space?”
“What to do indeed,” you twisted in his arms, looking up at him, “Except watch your nails dry.”
You quirked a teasing brow, sliding out from his grasp and falling onto George’s bed. Fred groaned in distaste, falling onto his own bed and waving his hands frantically in an attempt to get them to dry faster.
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Fred liked to credit himself for the idea of you painting his nails. You liked to think it was your idea. The origin got lost in the details, but the end result was undoubtedly the best decision either of you had ever made.
Fred had always loved the way your hands looked on him. When he held your hands, the elegance and perfection of your hands in his made his heart stutter. He could watch the way your fingers looked as they slid up his chest for hours.
What Fred was starting to love even more, though, was the way his hands looked on your body. He had taken to new positions when you made out in his dorm, small changes that he didn’t think you’d notice.
Fred twisted from where he planted himself between your legs, facing you and crawling up your body. He reached down and grabbed your thighs in each hand, his eyes trailing the movement as he did it, and pulled you down the bed so you laid flat. Fred heard your breath hitch, so when he leaned down to kiss you again, he was smirking.
When he finally pulled away for air, he lifted off of you. His hands slid down your sides, the polish on his nails long chipped, and worked back up your sides, lifting your shirt.
His eyes glazed over and he felt like his arms might give out, so he fell back onto you and nuzzled his face into the side of your neck. You let out a laugh that sounded like a punch of breath and brought your hands to his hair. His breath was hot against your neck and his eyelashes tickled a little, but you didn’t mind.
You tore one of his hands away from your hips, holding it out to the side of you both.
“Need a manicure, Freddie,” you teased, making a tsking sound as you ran your fingers over his nails, “No respectable boyfriend allows their nails to chip like this.”
Fred chuckled, sending more hot air onto your neck, and retracted his hand from your grasp.
“Get on it, then,” he mumbled, squeezing you tighter and flipping you both so you sprawled on top of him.
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Nanami Kento - You Should Worry Less.
Pairing: NanamixNeutral!Reader
Genre: Angst // Fluff (?)
Note: Oh well, the first time writing for JJK. How exciting. Maybe I will do more? Requests are open, so if there is anything you want to read just let me know! Also this is not playing into the actual story line of JJK so please don’t think too much about the hinted angsty parts.
“Thank you for taking me home.” He says at the door while unlocking it. A sign for you to leave.
You scoff. “Wait? Are you kicking me out?”
Nanami looks down on you, just slightly and asks: “Did you plan on staying?”
“Not overnight but I will wait until you got into bed.”
He opens the door and enters his apartment and before he can close the door behind him you follow him.
“I’m a grown man, I can go to bed myself.”
“Yeah”, You admit still following him through the hallway where he kicks off his shoes and losen his tie. “but you’re also you so I rather tuck you in and leave then, than find out tmr that you drank and passed out on the sofa.”
Nanami turns around and sighs. “You really don’t have to stay. I know today was rough.”
“Today was more than rough.” You respond raising a brow. “We lost a friend today. And you lost a family member.”
“He isn’t a family- wasn’t a family member.”
“Technically he wasn’t. But you have to admit that he was like a brother to you. And whatever you’re saying I know you’re just lying so you don’t have to admit it. Feelings aren’t your strong suit.”
He takes a deep breath and then just gives up. “Fine. Whatever. As long as you get home safely.”
With those words slipping off his tongue he disappears towards his bedroom, changing for the night. Since all you planned on doing was waiting until he got to bed and making sure nothing major happened to him, you sit down in the kitchen and wait for him to do whatever it is he does before going to bed. Now that you think of it: You’ve neither been inside his apartment apartement nor did you see Nanami without his usual kind of kooky glasses. Or his suit. You wonder what he looks like without them. In casual wear. Does he even possess those kind of clothes? Is his wardrobe all eggshell coloured suits and ties with insanely lame patterns?
You kind of always anticipated his flat to be very clean and neat. And at least for the kitchen that turned out to be a correct assumption. The countertops are wiped clean, no dishes left over to do, the coffee machine shiny and new, even though he might be using it for a long time. Nanami tends to take care of his things. You stand up and take a closer look at the cook books on the shelf and you quickly learn that he must be a skilled chef. Or at least interested in haute cuisine. He owns michelin guides as well as a lot of issues of something called >wines today<.
So he really is that cultured old man, is he not? You think to yourself as you heard steps coming down the hallway.
“If you are really staying for a bit I wondered if you might want some beer?”
You turn around and nearly lose it.
“What’s wrong?” Nanami asks, standing in the doorway, his hair hold back by a headband with goggly eyes, wearing a T-Shirt of the Jujutsu Tech and sweatpants while watching you holding on to the countertop, dying of laughter. “Why are you laughing?” He demands to know again.
After another few seconds you finally catch your breath and wipe away a tear. “What’s with the headband sensei?” You ask, still cackling.
“I am not your sensei. And what about it?”
“I am first of all seriously surprised that you actually pay mind to skincare.”
He walks into the kitchen and opens the fridge. “Why does that surprise you?”
“Because you’re in your late twenties, early thirties - there is honestly no way to tell - but you look like something close to Forty.” You say nonchalantly and catch a side glance from him. After working together for about a year this kind of became part of your stick. Megumi who was about your age once told you that he basically never saw Nanami joke. Or smile. Which seems absurd to you because Kento smiles at your jokes from time to time. And even more seldomly he cracked a joke himself.
“That’s mean of you to say. You know I am grieving.” He states.
You shake your head and when he offers you a beer you politely decline. You had to drive back to the school and also just because you sometimes tend to be snarky or let sass get the better of you, you actually never forget your basic manners.
It is a difficult night. You feel how truly sad he is but you decided by the time you offered him to take him home that you would not bring it up unless he does first. And since he does not talk about it - neither do you.
So he put back the bottle and closes the fridge. “What’s the second thing?”
You sigh and prop one hand on your hip, while leaning against the counter with the other. “It’s … colourful.”
“I know it’s not quite my style. But the store was out of … quieter patterns.”
“I doubt that this is anyone’s style except a Highschool girl maybe.”
“So you must like it then?” He says and takes a sip. And just as you were breathing in to give just another lecture on how you are not a student but a teacher at the same school as him - you see a smile creeping on his face and you breathe out. A joke. These doesn’t occur often. Less often from him. So you relax. For a minute or so the two of you just stood in the kitchen, faces tired and covered in sad shadows from the ceiling lamp as you take a second to recall the day.
It was a tough one and even though you joked and made fun of Nanami you know how hard it hit him and he knows it did take a toll on you as well. You also worried about the students.
“I will check on the students later.” You say and push away from the counter.
Without any words he followed you to the door. The heels of your shoes clatter in the hallway and the muffled sound of his bare feed filled the silence. At the door you turn around and looked at him. “If there is anything you need, just let me know.”
He nods. You turned around but before you could put one foot in front of the other he says: “Thank you, for taking me home. And for worrying about the others.”
“I am doing it so you don’t have to.”
“I appreciate it.”
“You know”, you say. “If you would worry less your skin care would actually have some effect.” You joke and he shakes his head.
“How ca you still joke after a day like this? After what happened today?”
You shrug and sigh. “Unhealthy optimism I guess. And also … we will be getting back at them for what they did. We will recover and then we will strike back.”
Suddenly, without any warning, Nanami reaches out for you and pulls you into a hug. You are so taken aback by his action that you find yourself speechless for the first time in a while. For the first time since you began spending time with him. Because with Nanami, you are always the talking part in this friendship. He only contributes to conversations when it doesn’t affect his efficiency. And you honestly never thought Nanami Kent would hug people.
But, you guess, a lot of things are different tonight.
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Seventeen P40 - 45
Media TMR AU
Character Newt
Couple Newt X Reader
Rating Smutty
Warnings absuive relationship hits
I shoved my stuff into my locker gathering my stuff up for the day, when I heard a little tap on my locker. I glanced around and Immediately smiled seeing y/n standing by my locker, She had on her little black boots, black leggings, cream half-sleeve shirt, a little black pinafore dress with gold moons and stars, her hair in pigtails and a gold glittery hair bow. Her books in hand.
"Good Morning Newt"
"Good morning love, I like your little dress"
"Thank you, I thought I'd give the cheer uniform a rest"
"Well you look very beautiful"
"You're class is just next door to my mine, Could maybe you walk me to class?"
"You really want me to?"
"Absolutely" she smiled offering her hand
"I'd love to love" I smiled taking her hand and squeezing her hand a little as we intertwined our fingers and we walked through the halls together till we got to class "I'll see you at lunch for rehearsals?"
"I'll see you then" She smiled giving my cheek a little kiss "Bye"
"Bye" I blushed waving a little as she headed into her class so I headed into my own classroom and took my seat
"He's in love" Thomas smirked from his own seat
"Shut up Tommy" I snapped
"You are though aren't you?"
"Maybe" I blushed
I stood with the widest smile possible, y/n and I stood off stage waiting for the scene we wouldn't be needed in to be over, it was just people blocking everything. We were just off stage where we wouldn't be seen. She stood in front of me watching the stage, my arms around her waist, her back leant against my chest, my hands linked together around her, my chin on her head, often moving to press kisses to the top of her head, to her cheek, her jaw, her neck and she even often moved so we could kiss on the lips too.
Another mess up was made having to restart, I sighed knowing we would be waiting longer but happy we could cuddle a little more.
Y/n smiled and turned around to face me, so my hands sat in the small of her back. "Hi"
"Hi love" I smiled rubbing my nose on hers
"Could I have a kiss?"
"You don't need to ask love"
"But kisses?"
"Always kisses" I smiled pulling her closer and kissing her lips sweetly, she happily kissed back moving her hands from my chest up to my neck to tug my head even closer to deepen or kiss, it wasn't long before our little playful kisses became sloppy open mouth kisses I tried to move my hips a little away from her as I got hard not wanting to have it press up against her, but her hands slipped down my chest again and she moved my hips back, I blushed hard and opened my eyes in shock knowing there was no way she wouldn't have noticed I was hard. But our kisses continued for a good while more I was getting tempted to grind my hips against her with the hope she'd do so back.
But she pulled back with a cute sly smile "Hi newt" She smiled shifting her hips as she pressed herself against me
"Ummm hi y/n-" I gulped trying desperately not to roll my eyes back and ... make a mess of my jeans she giggled at my reaction and bit her lip a little
"Newt? do you think I could come over to your place tonight after school?"
"Uhhhh yeah, yeah absolutely. You're more than welcome to come over love."
"You think you could find space for me in your cool basement?"
"I think I could fit you in" I smirked squeezing her body as close to mine as I could and pulling her back for another kiss
"Hey! Jd, Veronica, quit tongue wrestling you have a queue" Thomas said as he came off the stage meaning we only had three lines before we had to be back on
"shit" I sighed we separated and I quickly slipped my hoodie off wrapping it around myself to conceal the raging erection in my jeans before we bolted on stage-
"Please!" I begged Zart as we sat in IT
"Nope," He says watching the spirals of the music player on his screen
"Please zart I am literally begging you!"
".....nope"
"Please! I'll do anything you want. I'll cover your whole shift on Saturday, I'll pay you, I'll do whatever you want just please cover my shift tonight"
"why?"
"Because y/n wants to come over tonight, to my house." I told him "She has given implications, Implications!"
"What kind of implications?"
"Adult ones"
"What like taxes?"
"No. like... might finally get to use those condoms I've had in my draw for god knows how long" I whispered
"I don't think she's been implicating that newt you only started kissing yesterday, you're not even official yet."
"we were making out. she pulled me closer. I moved my hips" I whispered
"as you should" He nods
"and she moved her hands down, moved my hips back, pressed herself so tight I could feel the bone of her bra, and then rubbed her hips on me" I whispered
"Ohhh..."
"And then asked if she could come to my house tonight"
"Ohh shit you might be about to get laid."
"I know!"
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Because I need you to cover my shift tonight. so I can go home with y/n" I told him bouncing in my seat
"Nope"
"Please zart! I'll do anything! Anything!" I begged "I'll do your homework for a year. I'll deep clean all the slushie machines at work, I'll buy you drugs please just do this for me!"
"I will cover for you-"
"Yes! Thank you zart"
"On two conditions."
"Okay?"
"Number one, when we get our full fitness test in December you have to provide me with your clean piss. so I can get through the drug test without getting arrested"
"....fine" I sighed "What else?"
"And, you have to eat the mystery square that's been in the back of the work freezer since we started"
".....fine deal but you're covering me?"
"Yep"
"Thank you"
"Have fun with your girlfriend"
I was basically sat bouncing in my seat watching the clock tick waiting impatiently knowing as soon as the hand reached the top of the clock I'd get to go home, and take my y/n with me!
She's gonna be in my room! On my sofa! In my bed! Ummm what will we do? Ummmmm whatever she'll let me do! I almost fell of my chair where I was leaning forward with such excitement watching the hand move around the clock the slow movement almost too much to take until finally it clicked over and the bell rang.
I didn't even wait for instructions I grabbed my bag jumped from my seat and basically ran across the classroom throwing my bag over my shoulder as I went the moment I got out the class room I bolted to my locker and sorted out what I'd need to take home tonight quickly shutting it up and leaning on my locker. I waited impatiently looking down the corridor trying to spot her but as more and more people rushed past the more worried I got.
I jumped! As I felt someone pinch my back but I turned and relaxed as I saw y/n.
"Got you" she giggled
"You did, you made me jump. You all ready to go?"
"If it's all still okay?"
"Of course, did you wanna stop somewhere in the way for snacks?"
"I figured we could just order some once we get cosy"
"Sure, shall we get going then?"
"Yeah" she smiled we shared a sweet kiss and we linked hands heading out the school together.
We walked hand in hand but the closer we got to home the more nervous I felt, but she just smiled looking so happy and excited.
"So uhhh my parents are probably going to try and hassle us"
"I imagine so"
"You don't have to say anything"
"It's fine newt you were lovely and sweet with my dad yesterday I'm sure everything will be fine" she smiled giving my cheek a kiss
"Okay," I smiled as we headed down my path "ohh my sister might be a little-"
"I'm sure Sonya will be fine newt"
"Alright" I nodded opening the door knowing I couldn't really avoid this letting her in first and then following her in.
Immediately I saw my parents say at the table my dad looking at some paperwork and my mother doing some crochet they both looked up and seemed puzzled a moment before it all clearly clicked on my dad's face
"Evening" he smirked getting up from his seat "And who is this?"
"This. Is... y/n" I said nervously
"AHH the fabled y/n we've heard so much about you, a pleasure to finally meet you" he smiled taking her hand to give it a kiss
"We uhh we'll be down in my room if you need us" I said quickly trying to usher her though
"Door open Isaac" my mother warned
"Mum! I can't the basement door won't stay open"
"Alright," she sighed "you staying for dinner dear?"
"Ohh we were just going to order in for our movie" y/n smiled
"Alright, don't be up too late it's a school night" my dad warns
"I know" I quickly lead her though and down to the basement
But before I could follow her down my dad grabbed me forcing me into the corridor with him -
I quickly gulped as he glared at me a little,
"Hi dad"
"Hi, Isaac." He glared "Next time you want to bring your girlfriend over ask first"
"Right, yeah sorry."
"It's fine. Just remember for next time, and what about work?"
"Zart's covering for me"
"Alright, don't do anything I wouldn't do" he smirked
"you had me when I was your age, I don't imagine there was much you wouldn't do"
"Exactly," He says heading back into the kitchen.
I took a breath and headed down shutting the door behind me
"Everything alright?" She asks standing nervously in the room
"Yeah, it's nothing don't worry, you can have a seat anywhere you like love"
"Thank you," she smiled "I love your snow globes" she smiled moving close but not touching anything
"Thanks, Yeah we travelled a lot when I was young and everywhere we went I always used my holiday money to buy a snow globe even when we weren't to stupidly hot places. Ever since I always pick them up"
"That's so sweet" she smiled before making her way to the sofa to have a seat so I sat with her
"so? shall we get some snacks and make plans for dinner?"
"I think so, I'm on snacks" she smiled getting her phone and snuggling herself up to me so I wrapped my arm around her so we could cuddle and I could see her screen.
I don't think I had ever been so happy, so content like the world could end at this very moment and I would welcome the end of all things with a sweet embrace.
The Light on low, the TV playing a gentle ambient greenhouse with gentle rain on the glass, the table littered with snacks we'd been nibbling at since we ordered them, we laid on the sofa my back against the side armrest, my legs down the sofa, she laid between my legs, her stomach laid on my own, her arms rested peacefully on my chest, my arms around her so my hands sat on the small of her back, our lips connected in a slow, soft and gentle kisses, we had been kissing forever and I never wanted it to end for a moment.
After a while, she pushed my hand a little suggesting my hand move lower but I moved my hand back up, she tried again but I stayed with my hand on her waist till she pulled away
"Is something wrong?"
"No? why?"
"I figured you'd have-"
"Well, we haven't really been seeing each other that long, I wanted to take things slow."
"Slow?"
"Yeah, if that's okay with you?"
"... you don't just want to-"
"No of course not, I want far more then that with you, you're too important to me to just... do that, I want to take things slow if that's what you want?"
"I'd like that." She smiled getting a little teary
"Hey? What's wrong?"
She shrugs with a smile
"Okay, well we'll go as slow or as fast as you want to."
She smiled nuzzling into my chest so I smiled giving her a gentle squeeze and a kiss on the head "Slow" she smiled
"We can go fast if you want to. but only if it's what you want to love"
"No, I like slow"
"I don't like asking... but why would you assume that's what I wanted?"
"Most boys do" she shrugs
"...Did Ben?" I asked gently petting her hair she nodded "Ben, wasn't the best boyfriend? was he?"
"Understatement of the Millenium"
"You don't have to tell me"
"No," she says sitting up on her knees "I'd like too, be nice to have someone to talk to"
"Well, you can talk my ear off all night if you want"
She giggled a little and fixed her hair a little "Ben, was not the best boyfriend no. He was, Judgemental, Harsh, Snappy, demanding, at times he could be downright cruel"
"How so?"
"He often would snap demands at me, go get him lunch, get his track shoes from his locker, he was constantly telling me to lose weight, he said if I was thinner I would be a prettier cheerleader, He never wanted to come over and spend time with me or chat about stuff, he just wanted me to be on his arm at school and then... fool around at his place afterwards. The only time he ever texted me was if he wanted something, He used to tell me I was lucky to be dating him, that because he was on the track team every girl in school wanted him and I was lucky to be with him so If I don't do as he asks he'll go do it with someone else. That he and I had to be together because cheer girls and jock boys are destined to be together. He said I could only have female friends because he didn't trust me or anyone else that I was his property and he wasn't willing to share" she explained "He often made me do things I didn't want to but... I loved him."
"Did he..."
"Sometimes."
"Why didn't to tell the girls on the cheer squad?"
She chuckled "Newt. The first thing you should understand about girls is that no girl talks to another girl blankly"
"Blankly?"
"Every time a girl talks to another girl there is a lot of stuff behind it, there are nine million layers of things going through their mind so yes I talked to the cheer girls about it but you have to realize that the advice they give is from their perspective with their agenda behind it" she explained "Teresa wanted to date ben, Destiny want's me off the cheer squad, Jodie is a toxicly positive person. You see what I mean?"
"Yeah I can see how it wouldn't be the easiest to open up to them" I nodded "But thank you for opening up to me about it"
"I figured you'd need to know" she shrugs "If we're going to be... friendly"
"Friendly?"
"Yeah" she blushed
"Well, I was kinda hoping for more than friendly" I smiled "But slow of course, if that's something you'd like"
"I would like that a lot newt" she smiled "I'm just worried"
"About what? If I'm like Ben?"
"Somewhat"
"Trust me I don't ever wanna be like ben if he was like that"
"I know, I was more worried about what the girls would think"
"Why?"
"Cheerleader starts... seeing the captain of the scholastic decathlon team. There may be talk"
"I don't mind if there's talk, if you want to spend time with me I want to spend time with you"
"Me too" she smiled giving my lips a little kiss
"Actully, if you're okay with it? do you think maybe we could... I don't know it might be a bit fast"
"If we could what?" she asks
I was nervous but I was dieing to ask, I got up from the sofa and grabbed my white hoodie holding it to my chest for a moment
"Did you wanna, Maybe, Make this official? Did you wanna be my girlfriend?" I asked offering her my hoodie
"Awwww" she smiled turning bright red she smiled and took my hoodie slipping it around her bundling up the sleeves in her hands and giving my cheek a kiss "I'd love to" she smiled hugging my chest tightly
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hi! if you’re still doing prompts(?) can you write benho or benally in a modern au? i love your writing btw!
Hi! Thank you for your ask, but those prompts were for an event and it is now closed. I'm still writing them right now, but I can't add more since school has started and I have a lot of writing project to get through. Besides, it was only open for Thominho, Nalby and Zarpan, since those are my favorite TMR ships and those I feel more comfortable writing for.
But I can give you a short Benally drabble (not or Benho though, I don’t like this ship).
And thank you for your comment, it's really sweet and I'm so happy you like my writing! It means a lot!
Ben knew that Gally had a long day today and that he would come back late, but that didn’t mean he didn’t miss his boyfriend. He had done all his assignment for his classes, and out of boredom he even cleaned the bathroom and the kitchen.
He was about to go clean their bedroom when he saw one of Gally’s hoodies on the floor. He picked it up and brought it to his face. It still smelled like him. He put it on and immediately, he felt a bit better. It was as if Gally was there, hugging him.
With this feeling, he went back to the living room and laid down on the sofa and put on some youtube video on his phone, like he often did with Gally.
It was hours later that he heard the front door opening. He almost tripped while running get greet his boyfriend.
“Hey, baby,” Gally said when he was suddenly attacked by a surprise hug.
“I love you,” Ben replied. It was something he always said whenever he had the chance.
“I know baby,” Gally responded with a smile. “Hey, is that my hoodie?”
Ben blushed “Huh … yeah… I was missing you and…”
“Aww baby, you’re so cute. Now, let’s go cook something, I’m starving.”
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basically y/n stood up for her bestie deku against her other bestie bakugo and she wanted to go see him cs shes tired of seeing the two of them, mostly bakugo constantly at deku's throat ... -Part 1- (reader x bakugo x kirishima fluff)
first attempt at bnha fic... ill drop second part tmr
warnings : contains strong language lol
fluff ???? sfw!
Knock knock
"Who the hell is it?"A raspy, rugged voice called out or rather shouted out from the other side of the door.
'It's me.. y/n. I uh.." She hesitated for a moment, her mind drawing a blank at the sound of his slightly quavering voice. It's only about 7 PM, she thought to herself, surely he hadn't gone to bed yet... But was he maybe napping?
Fearing what his reaction to her next words might be, & despite having gone through this scene in her head many times, She kept quiet, her mind racing to find a valid reason for her to be at his dorm this late in the night.
"What the heck do you want?" Bakugo screamed out angrily, not attempting to hide his impatience.
"Bakugo... Listen, can we talk?" Her voice sounded, a tad desperate.
"Talk about what? I have nothing to say to you, dimwit. " He replied.
"Please? Bakugo, I just want to..." Sigh, She beat herself on the inside
Why did I think this would work? She wondered.
Her thoughts were quickly cut short.
"-If this whole thing is about what happened earlier, fucking save it. I don't want to hear any stupid shit you have to say. Go back to your room and leave me the fuck alone."
"Shitty nerd."
Holy, why was he so mad? It's nothing she wasn't accustomed to, but he really did sound pretty pissed, she thought. Maybe this was a bad idea. Or maybe nighttime was just a bad time for her to try to approach him...
Still, she didn't want to leave just yet, this will unquestionably pester her and leave her restless during the hours to come, and a sleepless school night didn't sound all that appealing to her.
"Bakugo... Please?" She begged.
No answer.
She sighed and rested her forehead against his door. She felt wronged, it was him that injured her, and she just wanted to see if he was okay, why was he mad? Ugh.
She did know why, but she still wanted someone to feel sorry for her. More so after being reprimanded by all of her classmates for jumping headlong into danger.
What was I supposed to do? She quietly thought. Just let him get scalded alive? Granted, those around were trying to help too, but their quirks were either too strong or too slow.
He could've handled it, he has better control of his quirk you know.
You shouldn't have done that, y/n, now it's the both of you that are hurt.
That was pretty stupid of you.
Yeah, yeah. I didn't care. I could deal with that much. I had a strong quirk after all.
All I could think back to upon seeing his frightened look at the sight of Bakugo revving up in preparation for an attack was the softness and warmth in his eyes when talking to me or any of the others. The expression which I steadily grew fond of.
Although I knew nothing of what they had going on between them,
I was simply sick of seeing him get pushed that far.
As she was lost in thought, trying to justify her appearance outside of Bakugo's dorm, she heard the nearby door to the left push open to which she slowly turned her head, moving it a few inches away from Bakugo's. Only for her eyes to land on a red, spikey set of hair strands.
He looked back at her inquisitively as he shut the door behind him.
" ...Y/n? Hey! is everything okay?" He asked with a fairly concerned look on his face.
"Oh, hey Kiri, yea... Why?" Seeing him was a breath of fresh air. But not in my current state. It was pretty obvious. I looked pathetic. She thought. Everything wasn't okay. I was alone in the boys' dorm section for one and... I was leaning against Bakugo's door for two. He probably heard him shouting on full blast a moment ago. No. I think all of UA did. Sigh
"What are you doing in front of Bakugo's room..?" He questioned.
I looked back at him silently. Wary so as not to piss the blond off any more than he already is, also a bit embarrassed by his question.
He quickly continues just as I'm about to answer.
"Do you feel better? you look better! And you came all the way here, I'm guessing you want to talk to him about what happened?"
"I do feel better, way better." And, yeah.." I continue "I was trying to." I say to him in a low, breathy voice. Flashing him a sarcastic smirk.
"I guess that explains all the yelling I heard just now." He replied back with a snicker.
"Well yeah... Heh. He seems really angry at me. I'm not sure if it's about what happened earlier or... some other reason?" I wait for his answer anxiously.
"That's the ol' Bakugo, you know how he is, you've been friends with us for long enough!" He says enthusiastically.
My visible worry seems to put him on edge, however. I notice his expression shift to a more serious one as he opens his mouth to speak again.
"y/n, you know, I get that you're worried about him and Midoriya and all, but I really think he should probably be left alone for now. " "He's upset.."
"Is he mad at me?"
"I guess so. But, I also think he's maybe feeling a bit of guilt."
I widen my eyes at his words.
"You know, I never expected him to actually do that to you, even if he meant to use it on Midoriya. The blast was too strong, I'm even surprised you're standing here right now."
"I guess I have my quirk to thank for that." I snickered.
"Yeah haha! your quirk is actually pretty strong, huh?" He replied.
"..Well, when used right, it is. But I guess I couldn't focus on many things at once? I managed to teleport in time to push Midoriya out of the way but as I tried to freeze Bakugo in place, the blast still went off. I'm assuming it's the same thing that happened with Todoroki's quirk.. How it's ineffective against heat or cold.."
"Huh, Wow... Is that how it works?-"
"-SHUT THE HELL UP YOU TWO FUCKING IDIOTS" A loud, angry bark let out from the room in front of me. Causing both of us to jump.
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