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radioxxgirlfriend · 6 months

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Small Part of the start of my new story!

Girlfriends. [ELMAX]

Eleven and max has been friends ever since the summer of 85' they've been tied to the hip.

They've gotten boyfriends, but you know what they say, middle school boyfriends don't last.

Well, except for theirs.

Max was dating lucas, well really on and off.

But Eleven was dating mike, and she couldn't be happier.

She loved kissing mike in her room, and just being around mike.

But what she didn't notice was, mike was sorta a shitty boyfriend.

She had told max about when Mike had ignored eleven, and she said Mike was bullshit.

Eleven didn't really believe her, but she went along with it.

Cause she liked max, she thought max knew everything.

Max taught her about ninja boy, and wonder women.

And how to find her style, etc, etc.

But, eleven did get back with mike after dumping him.

And max did stay together with Lucas for a while.

Everything was okay.

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"I don't know what to wear!" Eleven exclaimed, digging through her closet.

"Ooh! You should wear this! It's cute on you!" Max said, grabbing a flowery dress from elevens closet.

"Would mike like that?" She asked.

Max sighed, and held the dress in her face.

"Do you like it?" Max told her.

"Well yes-" Eleven started, but got cut off.

"Then wear it!" Max said, throwing the dress in her face.

Eleven peeled off the dress from her face, looking at it in her hands now.

"And wear these." Max said, handing her doc martens.

"You think this looks nice on me?" Eleven asked, holding up the two items.

"Yeah! Everything looks good on you, eleven." She said, smiling softly at the shorter girl.

"My god, what would I do without you?" Eleven asked, smiling back at the redhead.

"You would be wearing an ugly outfit." Max said, sitting on the bed.

Eleven let out a small laugh, that made maxes face heat up.

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The two girls hopped in Johnathans car the next morning.

Max had stayed over, so Johnathan was also taking her to school.

The two girls were standing by the front door, waiting for Johnathan.

They were excited, first day of high school is always exciting.

Suddenly, will walked down the stairs, his eyes red and his hair a screwed up.

Max and eleven both made face, a confused one.

"Shit, what happened to you?" Johnathan asked, putting his hand on wills forehead.

"Ugh, im fine Johnathan. Just take us to school." Will said, moving away Johnathans hand and stumbling over next to the girls.

He stood next to max, his head looking at his feet.

Max looked him up and down, before taking a step away from him.

"Uh, come on guys." Johnathan said, opening the front door.

The three teens got out of the house, getting in the car.

"Hey will, why don't you sit in the front!" Eleven said, smiling at the slightly taller boy.

"Mm, okay." He muttered, walking around the car to the passenger seat.

"Jeez, did will do drugs or something? He looks stoned." Max shrugged, staining outside the car.

"Eh, he might be. You can ask him if you want, but i dont think he'll give you an answer." Eleven said, hopping in the car.

Max followed behind her, taking another glance at will.

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Johnathan stopped infront of the school, dropping the three teens off.

They all got out of the car, as they started to go into the school.

"I cant wait to see mike!" Eleven said, her smile bright.

"I cant wait to see Lucas!" Max said, her smile not as wide as eleven.

They both heard will slightly groan as he pushed past them, going Infront of them.

"What the hell did he even do last night?" Max asked.

"How would I know? You were with me the whole night." Eleven said.

"True, true." Max shrugged, her smiling returning.

Elevens face instantly shot up when she saw mike, but someone had beat her to mike.

Angela.

"Oh my god, that slut!" Max said, lifting her sleeves slightly and starting to walk up to her.

"Whoa whoa whoa, calm down! They probably are just friends." Eleven said, talking a breath.

She and max silently stood a distance from mike and Angela, trying to listen to their conversation.

Mike grinned at her, and Angela's cheeks flushed red.

Once their conversation was over, Angela walked away, bumping shoulders with eleven.

"The fuck..?" Eleven said, looking back at Angela as she walked away.

"She is definitely trying to get with Mike just to upset you." Max leaned on a locked, crossing her arms.

"Why the fuck are you so mad?" Dustin said, approaching max.

"Why does your face look like that?!" Max growled back, before looking at Lucas behind him. "Lucas!!!"

She hugged Lucas' neck, and Lucas leaned down,

kissing her softly.

"Hey, how are you guys doing?" Mike said, approaching behind eleven.

"Mike!" She said, hugging him, and he slightly hugged her back, and kissed her on the cheek.

"Are you gonna try out for cheerleading?"

Mike asked, holding her hand.

"I don't know, I don't don't think I'll make a good fit for it." She said.

"Aw, that's a bummer. You know, my friend Angela is going to do it. I think you two would get along." Mike said.

Eleven felt her blood boil, but she kept a tight smile on her face as she looked at him.

"Yes, I bet we would. But I can't have her replacing max, haha." She said sarcastically, which made Mike look at her weird.

"Well, I've got to go. Football coach wants to meet with me." He said, kissing her lightly.

"Yep, bye." She said, as Mike ran off quickly, his shiny black hair bouncing slightly.

She slowly turned to look at the rest of the group, and they all looked like they had just seen a ghost.

"What..the..fuck was that." Dustin said.

"You and her would be friends, is he fucking stupid!" Max yelled, hitting her head against a locker.

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novasvent · 2 years

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I still remember, it was summer night time, we were coming back from vacation, it was a loooong car ride. Very dark outside I couldnt escape the familiar yelling and screaming of my mom and dad, it had woken me up and I sat there terrified. I think I was going into fifth grade that school year so I was 10 I guess. I dont even remember what they were yelling about but my dad was screaming at the top of his lungs. I remember the words he screamed over and over again he yelled "your mother never wanted you kids! Your mother never wanted you! She didnt want any kids! She found out she was pregnant and didnt want any kids! Isnt that right theresa?" I kept waiting for my mom to call his bluff waiting for her to say how she was overjoyed when she found out she was gonna be a parent, I sat there and waited, surely my mom wanted me, right?

Silence. Sickening silence "I-i love my kids so much" she said but he persisted, "that's not what I asked you never wanted them did you," screaming. Make it stop make it stop. A seemingly endless loop,

"I love my kids so much"

"But you never wanted them did you?"

screaming. So much screaming I started to silently cry

The loop finally ended with her whispering, "neither of us were ready to be parents and we both know it" she sat in the middle seat, I was in the shotgun next to him, i sobbed and sobbed I saw my face in the side mirror as I leaned my head against the window, hoping they wouldnt see me crying so badly, which I would later get yelled at for.

At that moment my childlike innocence was gone as I realized

I was a mistake, I was unwanted, I was not meant to be here, and my parents would have been happier without kids, they certainly wouldnt have had that argument, and many others that I had to be stuck in the middle of

No escape

So much screaming

Too much yelling

I remember it like it was this morning and it makes me feel sick, still makes me want to cry like I'm 10, hiding my face, but I cant. I still listen to them fight often, and often it is bad, and often there is no escape, so muchscreaming, to much yelling, often I must sit there and listen to all of it, the difference is that I no longer cry and sob I no longer wonder when it will stop, because i have accepted that it wont. I could go on and on. That day was over 4 years ago I still think about it way more than I should, I still remember the tone in both of their voices, I still know that I dont belong, I still dont let them see me cry I think about it way too much and it still scares me, but i will never forget the moment i found out I dont belong here. I will never be the same

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rrxnjun · 1 year

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if i could i would fight the school system just so u would have the time and mood to write >:T but i'm glad u could write a bit and waiting for ur next fic!!!🥳🥳 (your post about a fic u are writing seems pretty fun :o and love jihoon as a side character!!!) AAA IM HAPPY TO HEAR THAT I WOULD LOVE TO READ TREASURE FICS FROM U ESPECIALLY THE JIHOON ONES HIHI!!! I AM VERY GRATEFUL FOR UR FRIEND WHO CONVINCED U!!!!

hmmmm idk if its reveal vibe or not but my fav ep from them is the thrill ride ep (probably has a special place in my heart cuz that was my first cb with them lmao but that era was so well done and i really love the songs!!) i think their new ep is really great my favs are especially awake and savior aaanndd their breaking dawn album slaps as a whole i love it so muchhh and for my last recommendation from them would be survive the night which is a song that was fully written by sunwoo and it's definitely one of my favs (there is also a song from giuk featuring sunwoo that just dropped and u might like it if u are interested) and i really hope u will like some cuz idk if any of these would be the type of songs u would listen to;-; the last longer content i watched from them was come on the boyz but eric isn't in it cuz he was on a hiatus at the time:( but it's really fun! i also started to watch back the boyz timeout (and had to stop cuz school >:T) and that is also really good and everyone is there:D so i would recommend those if u want like a series (?) type of thing with them but for "shorter" contents their mafia games are very fun to watch!!! their idol human theater videos are great as well!!! and the last one i would say is they just made a video with the fo squad and that seemed very funny although i didn't have the time to watch it yet;-; (IM VERY SORRY ABOUT JUST RECOMMENDING SO MANY THINGS AND FOR THIS LONG ASS LIST I WENT A BIT OVERBOARD D: )

KEVIN IS SUCH A LOVELY GUY his bubble messages are usually either very funny or just very meaningful and his posts are always top tier🤌 i think he would just solidify his place in ur heart lmao and eric is just such a bestie material!!! well u know i just came in here in the middle of ur treasure era being like 🧍the boyz🧍and i don't want to interrupt u with just randomly talking about them 🧍(which i deff did so im sorry and sorry again for the long ass list of recs)

ooo god gifted kid burnouts suck so much;-; but tbh yeah the grade doesn't really matter just pass and get the paper in the end cuz that's the most important ig and u would get it with even just passing (although im just🤡 cuz i will never think like this sadly so) i don't think my experience will be different ngl;-; so im trying to get myself ready to just not be sad about it cuz it's bound to happen lmao

AHH UR REPLIES JUST MAKE ME SO HAPPY LIKE U READ MY LONG ASS RAMBLINGS AND U ARE ALWAYS SO LOVELY SO I JUST🥹🥹 I APPRECIATE U VERY MUCH!!!!!! (liebestraum anon💗💕💕 sorry for disappearing again☹️)

SJSJSJ its okay because the motivation is that once its over i have the whole summer to write is making me go through this more easily 😙😌 also im handling things a lot better than last semester LMAO so im good over here 🤞 DJSJ glad u liked the posts abt the fic so far, jihoon is kind of the main character unfortunatelt (he is in the fic more than mark i-) but the brainrot cant be helped. IM GRATEFUL FOR MY FRIEND TOO she's a real one 😙 i'll let u know abt the blog if i manage to set one up after all hihi

first comebacks with a group are always the most special istg i thought about this the other day. like for me rock with you, hot sauce and can't you see me? are really special too😭 i havent had time to listen to these but i promise that by the time we talk again i will and i'll have my reviews ready!! 😌😌 also i love how u can kinda get my music taste w western artists (like when u recommended me hungarian songs and were spot on) but w kpop u rlly cant tell😭😭😭 i love me some kpop group variety shows tbh so i will definitely watch all of these later !! DONT BE SORRY ABT RECOMMENDING SO MUCH I GET U IF I WAS ASKED FOR RECS FOR ANY OF MY FAV GROUPS I WOULDVE DONE THE SAME THING. i saw kevin's weverse (?) replies on tiktok today and i- 😭 my man is a comedian i love him. the same w eric. icons. SJSJS dont worry about interrupting my treasure era i can handle it (im also suddenly into cix as well so i can handle everyone atp)

and u get it u get it !!! like it does feel good to get academic validation from time to time (i got a 45/50 on my essay today❤❤❤) but as long as its not an F i do not feel disappointed. esp when i get reminded of the fact that im studying on one of the best unis in my country and that my major is actually kind of hard 💀💀 get ready for the terrors of university i mean u can expect it but actually experiencing it will be just as shitty so i just pray u dont take it as badly as i did for a lil while🤞 im here for u if that happens tho!!

always appreciating u and smiling at your asks, mwah mwah ‼

#💌ask #liebestraum anon

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jingerhead · 3 years

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Okay so i saw this post saying Kevin is basically the gordon ramsey of exy and now i cant stop thinking about Kevin being unexpectedly gentle with little Kids at an exy camp or something like that, but if you dont wanna write that it's completely okay, hope you have a great day 🥰

I SAW THAT POST TOO, I THINK IT'S AMAZING!!

In my head, I can totally see Kevin being gentler with kids, especially when he's older. I think he'd want effort put in, but with every little ouchie or victory he fucking dotes on little league kids. He's the embarrassing dad that makes entire posters and yells at refs during games. I think that's so accurate that he'd be the gordon ramsey of exy PFF.

For some reason thinking of an actual drabble to write for this was difficult, so here's some headcanons for it instead:

When Kevin retires, he finds that he can't walk away from exy. It was what his entire life had been built on, something too important to him to leave. But he'd passed his prime as an athlete, had played in the Olympics multiple times, and he knew he couldn't keep playing forever.

So, when he finally retires, he creates a summer program for kids to learn how to play exy.

It's meant to be something before they can do before playing on middle school teams. It starts small, with only about twenty kids, but Kevin can see the potential in all of them. He gives them a long speech about hard work and participating, but he's also determined to not make the program into what his own childhood was.

He has help from the other people organizing the program with him. He teaches the kids how to hold rackets properly, helps them into their gear and sets up little games for them to play. When they're tired from practicing, he lets them run around on the court, and then one time he joins them in a game of tag and...

It's easy to talk to kids, and to teach them how to properly play the game like this.

The next year the program runs, it expands. More locations open as more time goes by, more kids joining to play. Kevin becomes an expert in teaching kids how to play the game, and it becomes more and more fun for everyone involved.

Instead of getting colored jerseys, they get plain white ones that the kids can tie dye. Kevin always lets them choose the colors he tie dyes his own jersey with, letting every kid write their name on it in a sharpie on the last day of the program. He keeps every jersey he has.

After every game they play, the kids get ice cream no matter if they win or loose.

He quickly decides to buy all the equipment himself so that more kids could play without having to pay that fee.

He constantly encourages the kids to keep working hard, proud of them all.

And he even gets to play with them once in a while, which are always the best games played.

By the time Kevin is older, almost fifteen years passing since first running the program, he notices one of the rising stars in collegiate exy finally going pro, and...he recognizes the name, remembers a little girl with a chipped front tooth and a permeant frown that slowly turned into a wide grin by the end of the summer. A girl that showed up the next year, and then the next, tie dye stains on her hands...

Well, he has to go see her.

And they meet up at an event, manage to get a moment to talk, and Kevin learns that she decided she wanted to continue playing exy after the program. That she was sad she got too old for it, and that the years were hard but she kept pushing through and is more than happy to be going pro now.

Kevin wonders, for a moment, if the feeling he gets knowing that he helped her was what his father felt for all those years.

"Good job, kid," he tells her when they have to go their separate ways.

She grins, her front tooth still chipped. "Thanks, coach," she said, absolutely beaming.

Kevin doesn't regret any of it at all.

#aftg #aftg headcanon #tfc #tfc headcanon #kevin day #all for the game #all for the game headcanon #the foxhole court #jinger's works #i have feelings about this #i hope it's good ;-;

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lovemom · 4 years

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Mother and son:

Laura is 37 yrs old. Blonde hair, blue eyes, petite body, really beautiful for a women her age. Her son Max is 21 yrs old. She gave birth to him at 16 yrs old his father Tom was 18 at the time. They married young and have been married ever since. They live your typical middle class suburban life. Tom is in sales and Laura is a 4th grade teacher. Laura’s marriage is not all that great and she has been unhappy for some time. Choosing to stick around for the consistent and comfortable life.

Max having just graduated college, is still coming up in the business world. He’s always been close to his mom being that she had him so young. He has had a few girlfriends and being a good looking guy himself he never had trouble getting girls. He first started noticing his mom in high school, noticing her body and beauty. he has had had a little crush on her for the longest, even though he knew it was wrong. He’s witnessed his parents fight before but always stayed on the sideline.

It was a hot June night, Laura his mom was off for summer break, just recently graduating college, Max found a job and was content. He was still living with his parents and saving his money. Tom was away on business for a few days leaving them alone, which was normal for his job.

Laura has noticed how handsome her son had gotten as he got older. Proud of the man he had become, he was as she thought going to be a better man then his father from that countless long and deep conversations they have had in the past. One night Max was sitting in his room after just getting home from a long day and night at the office, when he heard his mom sobbing and upset. Laura had found out her uncle has passed away, (the only immediate family member she was close with) as she sat in her room crying. Her husband refused to come home early and be there for his wife.

“Mom, can I come in” Max says knocking on the door He walks in sitting on his moms bed

“What’s wrong?” Max asks

She starts telling him what happened as she breaks down Max holds his mom, Hugging her tight, consoling her. They both realize they don’t really want to let go as they hug tight

“Everything will be ok, I’ll stay with you for a while”Max says

Laura looks up at her son smiling, touching his cheek softly, they end up laying down next to each other, talking for hours until eventually falling asleep. Laura wakes up after a few hours and she notices she’s snuggled with her son, his cock rock hard is pressed against her ass. She knows it’s wrong and she should wake him up to leave but she likes it deep down. This is the first time she has cuddled with a man other then her husband. she likes the feeling of her sons body pressed on hers, she feels safe and comfortable. She’s secretly turned on as she takes his arm putting it around her stomach and wiggles her ass into her sons cock, pressing their bodies closer, she knows it’s wrong but she can’t help it as she falls back asleep. Max wakes up in the morning with a raging hard on, his moms ass pressed on him, he can’t help check his moms body out as she lays there sleeping. She’s beautiful he thinks, he quickly gets up embarrassed and he starts to get ready for his day. He has jerked off to his mom before but hasn’t in a while, he starts jerk off in the shower thinking of his mom. This is so wrong he thinks as he finishes up feeling ashamed but he cant help it, he leaves the house to go to work, without waking his mom.

Laura wakes up feeling horny, noticing her son has left already. She lays there thinking of her son in her bed. she hasn’t been able to stop thinking about her sons cock, the thought of it gets her wet, she starts to touch herself and then starts to play with her pussy, fingering herself to the thought of her son. She imagines her son making love to her, this is so wrong she thinks. she’s still sad but can’t help but feel anxious all day wanting her son to come home. Max comes home around 7pm, he brings food for him and his mom. They have a nice dinner, Laura notices her son checking her out. They don’t speak of what happened the night before. They hang out talking and watching TV all night. They have done this before but something felt different tonight. Max gets closer to his mom putting his arm around her Laura rests his head on his shoulder

“Max thank you for being there for me baby” Laura says looking up at him then wrapping her arms around him hugging him tight. They hug each other realizing that neither of them want to let go, Laura can’t help but hold tight as she loves how he smells and feels. They let go but stare Into each other’s eyes as they are still close, before they really realize what’s going on Max leans in and then his mother leans in and like its natural they lock lips and kiss, they passionately kiss as her son slips his tongue in her mouth. What seemed like an eternity, Laura snaps out of it and pulls back noticing what is going on

“Sorry hunny”

She says embarrassed

“It’s ok mom”

Max says smiling at her touching on her hand

Laura can’t help but feel so turned on by her own son, this is so wrong she thinks as her son feels on her hand and leans in again and kisses her again. He slips his tongue in her mouth as she lets him and they start to kiss passionately and softly, she is so turned on as he touches her neck. She comes to her senses again and pulls back

“Sorry baby, we shouldn’t be doing this, it’s inappropriate”

She says looking away not knowing what to think

“I think I’ll go to sleep”

She says getting up and hurrying off.

Laura lays in bed with just panties and a shirt and she can’t help but think of her own son, she knows it’s wrong but she can’t help it as she gets wet over him. Laura can’t sleep as her mind is racing, the kiss was amazing she thought, he’s a way better kisser then his father is. Max goes to his room and lays down but he can’t help but think of his mom as his cock gets so hard. He gets bold and decides to go into her room

“Mom, are you awake, can I lay with you” he says walking in slowly

“I don’t know hunny” Laura whispers back, she knows deep down she wants him in her bed, even though it’s wrong

“Just for a little while I guess” she says

Her son wearing only boxers gets under the covers with her. They both lay there, the sexual tension between them is hard to ignore. after a while he gets closer and she can’t help but snuggle into him. he puts his arm around her stomach as she holds it tight and feels on his arm, they move closer together, his cock pressed on her ass again. He can hear his moms breathing changing

“I like this mom” Max says

“Your arms feel good around me” she whispers

She wiggles her ass pushing it more into her sons cock to her surprise. They lay like that for a while as he gets bold and starts to feel on her stomach and now her titys as he kisses the back of her neck slowly. Laura moans as her son touches her and kisses on her. She should put a stop to it she thinks but they haven’t really done anything yet. He keeps feeling on her tits. His hand starts to go further down near her pussy as he keeps sucking her neck

“Max no” Laura moans grabbing his hand moving it back up

He kisses on her neck as he keeps touching her Laura can’t help it as she moans softly She turns to face him now as she can feel his raging hard on

“Mom it’s ok, I love you”He says leaning in to kiss her, she kisses back as they start to kiss passionately, swapping tongue, sucking on each other necks, He lifts her shirt up and starts to kiss her titys“We should stop” she moans

she is so wet and horny from her sons touch, deep down she doesn’t want him to stop as he takes her nipple in his mouth he starts sucking on it, Laura runs her fingers through her sons hair as he sucks on her nipples. “Your all I think about” he whispers moaning as he takes her shirt off, his hand goes to her inner thighs traveling up to her pussy as she tries to grab his hand.... “baby what are you doing to mommy” she says moaning as they start to kiss again. Laura moans into her sons mouth as he softly starts to rub on her Pussy outside her panties. Max can feel how wet his mom is and knows she won’t be able to resist much longer. He keeps rubbing her pussy and she can’t take it anymore as she takes his hand sliding it down her panties. he feels on her clit and pokes at her hole. She’s so wet and still tight Max thinks to himself. Laura feels her sons finger slip into her as he starts to finger her. she moans no, no, no but she doesn’t want him to stop, they keep kissing and sucking on each other as he keeps fingering her she leaves hickeys on her son.

They reach the point of no return as she reaches down and grabs at his cock, feeling it and stroking it. Max moans as his mom starts to jerk him off and her son fingers her. Max can’t take it anymore as he starts to slides his moms panties off. Next he takes off his boxers, his rock hard on springs out as they are both naked now, kissing and touching each other, Max positions himself on top as his mom gets on her back putting her son between her legs. Her pussy is soaking wet by now as his cock pokes at her hole before she knows it max grabs his dick and guides it in the head pops through into her Pussy as she stops him grabbing his hips.

“We cant do this baby, it’s wrong” she moans as she knows she wants it and it’s too late to stop now, they have crossed the line and have become more then mother and son.

“Mom I want you to be mine” max says as he moans and she looks him in the eye. They start to kiss passionately as he pushes more of his cock in

“Aaaaaaa” she moans and gasps as she can’t believe that her son is really indside her. Her pussy is snug around his cock as her eyes roll back and pushes on her sons back making him go deeper. “You feel so good in mommy” she moans as she opens her legs wider as he thrusts in her and goes deeper. They start to make love passionately as she moans and screams. Max pulls his cock all the way out and thrusts back in as the feeling is amazing. Mom and son making love, Laura is having the best sex of her life as she bucks her hips up to meet her sons thrusts. The passion of fucking her own son is nothing like she ever felt, she knew her son wouldn’t last much longer as he thrusts in her. She wraps her legs around him as she’s soaking wet from cumming already. She doesn’t want him to stop, she is not on birth control and knows he shouldn’t but she wants him to cum in her.

“Don’t pull out” she whispers in his ear as he thrusts in deep. This sends Max over the edge as he can’t take it anymore. Laura feels her son swelling up, his body jerks as he starts to cum in her, exploding in her shooting cum deep into her pussy. He keeps shooting what seems like an endless stream of cum into her, flooding her pussy.

Laura and her son fall fast asleep cuddling, his cock still buried in his mom. The next morning Laura wakes up fully realizing what has happened as her sons naked body lays next to her sleeping with his morning wood poking at her. She had fucked her son, it was very wrong but she liked it. She reaches down grabbing his cock and stroking it as her head goes down, throwing the covers off. She kisses his cock as he sleeps, swirling her tongue on the tip, licking his shaft up and down as she starts to suck, engulfing his whole cock in her mouth deep throating. Max wakes up to his mom sucking him off “ mom” he moans as he looks down, Laura looks up at her son as she sucks, you can see the passion in her eyes. She starts to suck and lick on his ballls ticking him as she strokes his cock, the feeling is amazing for max as he moans loudly and pushes on her head. it’s the best blowjob he has ever gotten and it’s from his mom. She keeps sucking for a while and she knows her son won’t last long as hus cock twitches..

“Mom I’m going to cum” he says moaning. She looks up at him smiling as she deep throats his whole cock. He starts to cum, shooting cum deep in her throat as she sucks and swallows everything. Max lifts his mom up as she finishes “wow mom that was amazing” he says as they kiss passionately. Max slips one of his fingers into his moms mouth and then he reaches down and starts to finger her as they keep kissing, swapping tongue. He curls his finger getting her G spot this sends her over the edge as she screams loudly “oooooooo baby” she moans getting really wet. “Don’t stop” she whispers as she sucks on his neck, leaving a dark hickey. Max stops fingering her and starts to go down on her, he licks his moms pussy, sucking on her clit, which drives her crazy. She moans as her eyes roll back and she arches her back. He starts sucking on her pussy lips as she pushes on her sons head, wrapping her legs around his head, they interwine fingers as he shoves his tongue in his moms pussy, she gets soaking wet as she starts to cum on his face. It’s been a long time since Laura has orgasmed there both out of breath as they cuddle not saying a word. There kissing on each other as they lay there, Laura realizes she’s in love with her son and doesn’t want this to stop. She kisses him and slips her tongue in his mouth as she feels him already hard again. Max puts his mom on top as they kiss, he kisses her and sucks on her nipples as she guides is cock in, pushing her hips forward getting him deeper. She starts to ride her son putting her hands on his chest as she rides, her back and head arch back as she rides, her tongue sticking out. He grabs at her hips as he thrust up to meet her riding. She slows down the pace so he can last longer as she comes down to him kissing him, “I love you” she says to her son looking him in the eyes “I love you too mom” Max says as he flips his mom over getting on top. He starts to thrust in his mom deep and slowly as she wraps her legs around him tight and her arms around his head.

“Don’t pull out” she whispers in his ear again as she feels his cock twitching inside her. he can’t hold it anymore “Mo... Mom” he moans as his body jerks and he starts to cum deep in her. Shooting cum deep into her pussy, she moans as she feels cum flooding her pussy. He empty’s out in her as they lay there not wanting to move. Max calls out of work for the next few days to stay with his mom. They make love all over the house, the kitchen, the couch, in the shower, even in the car after a night out, never using protection. They spend hours cuddling, talking about life after making love. They both realize that they don’t want to stop, they have crossed into dangerous territory but they are truly in love and can’t live without each other.

Tom eventually comes home, Laura and her son Max try to act normal and go about their business. It’s harder then they thought, truth is Laura lies awake at night with her husband wishing her son was there instead. Wishing they were cuddling naked, Max lays in bed at night jerking off to his mom. One night as Tom slept, Laura couldn’t take it anymore, she quietly gets up going to her sons room. She watches as he sleeps, she closes the door locking it, starts taking off her night gown and then lets her panties drop to her ankles, kicking them away. Naked she climbs under the covers with her son who is only wearing boxers. She reaches down stroking his cock

“Max” she whispers waking him up. She keeps jerking him off, playing with his balls as he wakes up. Max thinks he is dreaming as he opens his eyes “mom is that you” he whispers, “yes baby, I’ve missed you” Laura says, “I’ve missed you more mom” he says as they start to kiss passionately “but dad” he starts to say as she cuts him off putting her fingers on his lips “ just make love to me” she whispers as she lets her son get on top. Her pussy is already wet from anticipation of her sons cock, she grabs it guiding it into her pussy wasting no time. Max thrusts in slowly as they lay there making love in the dark quietly, never picking up the pace. She wraps herself around her sons body, there both sweating as they make love slowly, the feeling is so sensual and incredible, not making a noise. she makes love to her son as her husband and his father lay sleeping in the next room. They make love twice that night, both times her son cumming in her before she goes back to bed with Tom. Her pussy full of her sons cum as she falls fast asleep.

After a few days Laura and her son Max still can’t stop thinking of each other. They sneak off and kiss passionately whenever they can, touching each other before they have to go back to acting normal. Laura sucks here sons cock one day as her husband is outside doing yard work, the thrill and excitement of the whole thing is so hot for them. It’s not just sex for them, the connection and passion they have just can’t be ignored. Laura finds herself day dreaming about her son, he’s all she can think about, he makes her feel young again and she’s truly in love. One night her husband tried to initiate sex with her but she made an excuse about being tired. It’s been 3 weeks since he came back from the business trip and she has been denying him since. As she lays there she realizes she wants to be with her son and even though it’s wrong and no one will ever understand she can’t live without him.

One night they plan to get away just the two of them for the night, max tells his parents he’s sleeping out tonight so they don’t worry. His mom Laura tells Tom that she is going out with friends for a few hours. They meet at a nice hotel about an hour away to ensure know one will really know them if they saw them. Max arrives first lighting a few candles and putting roses all over the place as he prepares a romantic scene. His mom arrives a short time later, Max opens the door and he sees his mom standing there in a short, tight black skirt and a red top, that’s also pretty tight. He takes her hand leading her inside “wow mom, you look amazing” he says as he looks admiring her......”thank you baby” she says smiling looking around at the beautiful set up, no one has ever did something so romantic for her, not even her own husband in all the years of marriage. They embrace hugging tight.. “I miss you” max says... “I missed you more then you know” Laura replies melting in her sons arms. He sucks on her neck as they begin to kiss. Laura slips her tongue in his mouth as she bites his lip, they stand there swapping tongue passionately as they touch on each other. Max finally picks her up, carrying her to the bedroom gently laying her down on the bed. they lay down cuddling and kissing passionately as they start to remove each others clothing slowly, not ripping it off as they take their time. They get naked and max can’t help but feel on her whole body, rubbing her pussy teasing it. Laura tells her son “hold me baby” as she cuddles into him, his arms around her as she burys her face into his chest and neck area. They lay there cuddling, her sons rock hard cock poking at her stomach. She softly plants kisses on him “I want this every night” she says dropping hints to her son about the future not knowing he’s been thinking of ways they can be together. She starts to cry tears of joy as she lays there

“What’s wrong mom” Max says concerned... “nothing baby, I’m just so happy” she says looking up at him as they kiss. “Mom I want to be with you” he says looking in her eyes “I, I” he says stuttering nervous.. “i know it’s wrong but I’m in love with you too” she says back.... “your all I think about mom, your the only women I want in my life, I want you to be my wife” he says “what, are you serious” Laura says shocked trying to hide her excitement that her son feels the same exact way as she does. She’s been afraid to say it outloud but she wants this forbidden love and deep down she wants to have her sons baby...... “im sorry but yes I’m serious mom, I’ve been thinking a lot, divorce dad let’s run away to another state” he says as he kisses on her cheek, lips and neck “fuck everything and everybody, let’s do it” he says holding her tight. Laura reaches up caressing her sons face at a loss of words she kisses him, slipping her tongue in his mouth as she reaches down and strokes her sons cock. “I want to be your wife” she whispers confirming to her son that she feels the same way. This sends max into joy, his cock is throbbing, as he positions himself on top of his mom. He grabs his cock guiding it inside of his moms hole, she’s already wet as he thrusts in.... “oooooooo god” she moans as he thrusts she kisses him, moaning into his mouth. Max slowly thrusts in his mom as they lay there making love, slowly and passionately. He picks up the pace and slows down when he feels he is close....... “I love you so much mom” he says breathing hard moaning.. she wraps her legs around him tight, their favorite position. they kiss and she wraps her arms around his neck tight, there bodies pressed together, her pussy snug around his cock... “I love you baby, cum in mommy, get me pregnant” she says moaning. Max can’t hold it as his mom tells him this, he thrusts in deep, she feels his cock swell in her. He explodes in her as his body jerks, shooting cum deep into her pussy, flooding her pussy walls. Sucking on his neck as he empties out in her, the feeling is incredible for Laura as they collapse on the bed. she wonders if she might already be pregnant by her son, they have been fucking like crazy for more then a month and not once has her son ever pulled out. They kiss and cuddle in the after math of their love making.

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okaymybeloved · 3 years

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promise? | ni-ki

bsf!ni-ki x reader

genre: best friend things, moving away, middle school into high school and college, a bit sad at the beginning, idol!ni-ki

summary: best friends y/n and ni-ki promise to be there for each other, always.

wc: 1430 words (this is so long omg)

a/n: i saw a prompt about pinky promises and thought it would be really cute to make a best friends au with ni-ki :) (this au also is based in japan but moves into korea as it goes on)

a/n pt 2: i will be using “riki” in the beginning of the story but will use “ni-ki” towards the end (it’ll make sense trust me)

“you pinky promise?”

“as always, y/n.”

you and riki have always been close, ever since elementary school. both of you would ride bikes together after school, making your mothers panic because their kids were gone for hours at a time. looking back, maybe you shouldn’t have done that to your mothers but those memories could never be replaced. you guys were inseparable. every aspect of your life was shared with him, as he did with you. emotions included. sadness, anger, happiness, you name it. you even started going to dance classes with him. albeit, you actually did enjoy dancing and would choreograph dances together. you both have spent most of your school life together and weren’t planning to separate from each other anytime soon.

“nishimura riki! i’m over here dummy!” you yelled from across the train station.

riki has been looking at his phone the whole time, only looking up after hearing your booming voice from across the station. he jogged a bit to get to you faster.

“hi, y/n! i missed you soooo much!” he teased.

“shut up, we literally saw each other yesterday. at school.”

the train arrives and you both squeeze through the crowd, conveniently finding two empty seats next to each other. as soon as you sat down, you start making conversation.

“riki, can you believe it? it’s our last day and we’re almost done with middle school. i’m excited but scared for high school. oh! we’re going to go to the same high school right? ah! i’m so excited now! i cant wait!” you spoke quickly and excitedly.

what you didn’t catch was that as soon as you mentioned high school, his face fell. he hasn’t told you that he was moving to korea over the summer. he was planning to do it today.

“yeah! i’m very excited! of course i’ll be with you.” riki says with the most fakest excited voice you’ve ever heard in your life.

you looked at him weird. as you opened your mouth ready to speak, the train arrives at your destination. everyone starts getting off and you both do as well.

the last day of school was so sad for you. during class, you cried when all of your friends gave you the biggest hug. your class was close with the teacher as well and she choked up saying goodbye to everyone. there was not one person in your class that didn’t cry. continuing on to your promotion, everyone received their certificates and started taking pictures with family and friends. your parents had come as well, supporting you on your special day.

“where’s riki? i want to get a picture of you two together!” your mom exclaimed.

“i’ll go find him! i’ll be right back!”

you looked around, hopefully spotting a tall boy amongst the crowd. as soon as you found him, you sprinted towards him.

“riki! riki! come here! my mom wants a picture of us together! hurry!”

he laughs at how much you’re rushing him and starts jogging to where your family was. you both started posing for pictures, taking some goofy ones as well. riki looks at you dying of laughter while looking at the photos that were just taken, realizing that this might be one of the last times he’ll ever see his best friend smile before he leaves.

you both went home and celebrated individually with your families. as the night slowly falls, riki realizes he has to tell you now, or else it’ll be too late. he walks to your house and knocks on the door. you open it, not expecting riki to be there,

“oh! riki! what brings you here? it’s late?”

“y/n, i need to talk to you.”

your heart stops for a bit. all these thoughts in your head were screaming at you. does he not want to be friends anymore? does he hate me? did i do something wrong? riki saw you just standing there, so he says,

“you didn’t do anything wrong, i just want to chat.”

you sigh a breath of relief and grab a jacket and head outside. walking to a nearby park, you both sit at the swings.

“hey, this kind of reminds me of that time you pushed me off the swing.” you laughed.

“it was on accident. plus you didn’t die so you’re fine.” riki snorted

“i broke my arm.” you said stonefaced.

he looked at you and both of you tried to hold in your laughs, but ultimately failed. as the laughter died down, riki becomes serious.

“you’re my best friend, y/n.”

“yes, you didn’t need to tell me that. i know.”

he didn’t know how to say it. but he has to. he just bursted out quickly without thinking,

“immovingtokoreatomorrowtobecomeatraineeandbeinanidolgrouppleasedontbemadatmeforleaving.”

you sat there, stunned.

“say that again, but slower.”

“i’m moving to korea tomorrow to become a trainee and be in an idol group. please don’t be mad at me for leaving.” he said again but slower.

you were trying to process it in your mind. your best friend. moving to korea. leaving you in japan. you didn’t even realize tears were dripping from your cheeks until riki used his sweater sleeve to wipe it. you looked up at him and he had tears in his eyes as well.

“i know i said i would be by your side forever. but this is my dream. i want to dance. i’m so sorry i have to leave you.” he cries.

you raised your hand and wiped his eyes with your sleeve as well.

“riki, it’s okay. i understand. this has been your dream since i’ve met you. i’m not mad that you’re leaving me. i want the best for you, always.”

only sniffles were heard as riki pulls you in for a long needed hug. you pulled apart and looked him straight in the eyes,

“remember when we were younger and did pinky promises?”

“of course i do, we still do that now.”

you immediately held out your pinky.

“nishimura riki, do you promise to always be there for each other, no matter what?”

he looked at your for a bit, and held out his pinky as well.

“of course i do.”

you both intertwined pinkies.

“you pinky promise?”

“as always, y/n.”

a couple years have passed now. you have graduated high school and started applying to different colleges.

riki, or now known to the world as ni-ki, has debuted in a group called enhypen. they have been promoting together for a couple years as well.

when ni-ki went to korea, you both tried to keep in contact as much as possible. however, he was very busy with trainee life and you were busy studying in order to get into a good college. you were so happy when you saw that ni-ki had debuted in a group called enhypen, after seeing him work so hard, especially through i-land.

you applied to all different colleges, mostly in japan but you just wanted to take a risk and applied to a college in korea. you did end up getting accepted into that college and was busy packing up all of your things in order to move.

as you arrived in your apartment in korea, you were so thirsty. parched if you will. heading down to the convenience store, you bought your favorite grass jelly drink. it was a nice day outside so you walked to one of the parks nearby and sat at the swings. maybe they were for young children but you didn’t care. you were in a whole new country with a new future ahead of you. swinging and drinking your drink was one of the most relaxing things to do after that long plane ride. you then felt a presence next to you.

“hi, y/n. it’s been a while.” the voice said.

you were shocked. you’ve only arrived to korea a couple hours ago. how did anyone know your name? you didn’t recognize the voice so you looked up. he looked so familiar. then it clicked.

“riki? or should i say, ni-ki?”

“hi.” he smiled.

you engulfed him into the most biggest hug and fell to the ground.

“see, i told you i promised.” he laughs.

you stood up and pulled him up as well. he stood up confused.

“you remembered what i said before you left?”

“of course i did. why would i ever forget?”

you held out your pinky, all the memories flooding back to when you did this years ago.

“you pinky promise?”

he held out his pinky, chuckling, as he intertwines it with yours.

“as always, y/n.”

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yinses · 3 years

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college au! headcanons

gojo satoru, geto suguru & nanami kento

rqst: college au for nanami, geto and gojo?

a/n: so i divided it into three categories to help keep my head straight. honestly almost straight kicked gojo out of college bc i couldn’t decide on a major for him. the jjk discord server is heaven sent for my sanity. ty everyone again 🌺

last time i should have to post these. hoping everything is fine now.

gojo satoru

MAJOR

—he starts off undecided for a long time. the fact that he’s on scholarship allows him to be more flexible with his classes given that he’s not responsible for costs. he grew up with expectations from his family but university is suppose to be his opportunity to spread his own wings and grow from his experiences.

—so he tries a bit of everything- sciences, music and social studies- anything to prompt a spark. (took a business class once and made a point to sit next to nanami everyday just to annoy him) by his second year he’s getting as frustrated as his counselor because if he doesn’t decide soon he’ll be a potential 5th year senior.

—he’s overthinking it but gojo wants to invest in what he believes will make the most significant impact to his ability. his counselor takes those crumbs and runs with it.

—he gets steered towards political science and actually excels at it (that advisor gets a raise). surprises most of the class with his analytical skills because they thought he was just a pretty boy- surprise he’s beautiful and smart.

—develops a vested interest in governmental policies. might run for president one day idk. brings donuts to his early am class. doesn’t share.

SOCIAL

—he’s not the jock per say, but as the star athlete of the basketball team, the school likes to take advantage of his image to draw in sponsors.

—his face is plastered all over the auditorium whether they’re in season or not. sometimes it’s not even to promote basketball, gojo is pretty and they’re not afraid to use it. which also makes him one of the most recognizable faces on campus.

—due to his student athlete contract, he’s not allowed to sign autographs freely in the event they’re attempted to be sold as quick cash. but yikes, he can barely walk to class without someone stopping him for a picture. to the best of his ability he tries to laugh it off, poster boy image and all, but it gets pretty fucking old and annoying quickly. especially when it makes him late for his next lesson and the instructor shows no sympathy.

—his height didn’t only help him get into basketball, but its also convenient when it comes to shouldering politely through the student masses. his golden rule is don’t make eye contact. the busier the crowds the easier it is for him to pretend like he could’t possibly have heard them.

—gojo doesnt scout fraternities, fraternities scout him. but he’s not interested in the slightest. as an athlete he already gets into any social circle he wants without the additional effort. that and he doesnt think he could tolerate an alpha male trying to exert his dominance without barking back.

—loves to show up to parties but always arrives late enough to the point where they don’t think he’s coming. it helps him slip in when he wants too. he’s a connoisseur of all alcohol varieties and a master of beer bong. he’s not necessarily the life of the party but his presence is kind of hard to miss.

RELATIONSHIPS

—he gets too much attention to date casually. most potential suitors are in it more for the benefits they receive than him anyway. he’s got enough on his plate with career indecisiveness and games to try to pursue anything serious before third year.

—he’s not completely celibate though. he tries to keep the same partners as long as he can. not only to keep himself clean and safe but because he often goes into an agreement to keep it casual. sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t. either way he gets coined as a ‘heartbreaker’ before the end of his freshman year. frankly the rumors obscure most of the truth and give him more freedom. people always expect that he’s with someone even when he’s not, which helps keep his invasive teammates off his back.

—gojo can easily graduate without securing something tangible but there is still a window for potential.

—you’re both his consistent classmate and occasional friends with benefits. its the former title that keeps bringing him back around. he cant exactly avoid you without subjecting himself to 8am classes. it helps that the sex is good too.

—he can text you an offer to study together for the next test and roll over after an hour and wreck you for the rest of the week. its hard to tell who gets addicted first but he does appreciate the way your skin looks when youre wearing his marks.

geto suguru

MAJOR

—he’s a STEM kid, particularly interested in bio-genetics to improve overall health. he believes that simply becoming a physician just keeps the issue at bay and his goal is to eradicate the problem at its source.

—since high school he’s been cataloging different programs across the country before deciding what he wanted and putting all his efforts into it. so it’s no surprise when he gets in.

—geto doesn’t need counselors but they’re required so he listens to them prattle on about using university as an opportunity to explore. this man came in with more college credits than most sophomores, he knows what he wants.

—always on-time to class and never misses an assignment. also that kid who goes above and beyond, even on the simple stuff. he rarely gets teased about it, not even behind his back. geto straight up scares some people even when he’s smiling.

—not afraid to correct teachers when they’re wrong. in fact he lives for it.

—he’s the one who graduated early and starts his master’s program before most of his age group declare their own majors.

SOCIAL

—he tends to frequent the same circles- handpicking his acquaintances out of class rosters, clubs and honor lists. he’s less in it for the friendship and more so to scout for potential research partners.

—met gojo in one of his science electives and literally carried him through the class. they somehow end up friends but only really hang out at each other’s places- bunch of chill movie nights and pizza.

—there is no interest in fraternities, but he does join university funded clubs that allow him to further his research. they give him unique access to labs, take him on trips to different conventions and have an alumni list a kilometer long for future collaborations.

—the man does not party but he will occasionally slip into quieter bars to ease some of his frustrations. he actually enjoys karaoke thursdays , not to sing for himself but the drunken antics of others bring him some amusement.

—smokes weed occasionally, but only his own product. it helps him relaxand fan out the stress. he never sells it but sometimes gojo nicks some of his stash. given that he gets drug tested often, geto doesn’t know how the athlete never gets caught.

RELATIONSHIPS

—not interested in seeking out relationships in the slightest. the man has a plan and he’s already married to it.

—he’s not completely immune to sexual advances though and occasionally splurges but none of the friends with benefits crap. he’ll hit it once and stay celibate for the rest of the year easily.

—you might be able to squeeze in as his fellow lab partner. remain invested in the work and not him and he’ll start noticing the little details of your company- the way you subtle perfume lingers on his lab coat hours after you’ve adorned for the day, how he knows you have to keep your hair up for safety precautions but he thinks about running his fingers through it daily and your mind, damn, he wonders what else you can come up with when he has you laid out on his sheets.

—if he’s interested, geto won’t hesitate to broach the topic. he’ll ask you out for coffee and when you try to bring up research he’ll be upfront about his attraction. ultimately if you start dating the two of you are an absolute unit- not that you weren’t before.

—you’re the one variable he didn’t plan for but he’s glad to have added you to the equation.

nanami kento

MAJOR

—he was made for the business world, brought by a CEO who raised him to inherit the company. administration major marketing minor.

—takes initiative in all his classes and is often coined as group leader for projects. mostly keeps to himself and only speaks up when prompted or disagrees with something.

—he takes the earliest sessions possible because it means less people more often than not. doesn’t really care if its in the front, middle or back but always sits near the edge.

—doesn’t really want to but it looks good on his resume so he joins the marketing team where they present mock business plans for competitions. they win a lot. nanami honestly doesn’t care. but again it looks good.

—it only took him a brief summer internship to learn that he found nothing satisfying about board meetings and macro management.

—he decides to invest in law school to handle the company from a legal standpoint instead.

SOCIAL

— sort of like geto, only wants to make friends on a need be basis.

—he would rather keep to himself but knows the benefits of socializing so he interacts with his frequent classmates when he can- through study groups or car pooling to seminars.

—he does join a fraternity, its the same one his father did (and uncles, cousins, whatnot. its a generational thing). its geared towards bettering future leaders. they focus building resumes, charity events and run the organization like a proper business. nanami gets elected president by his third year and runs two terms.

—the only parties he attends are networking events- full of wine and fancy horderves. wine is plentiful but he’s always nursing a scotch on top of his headache. if one more person squeezes their stocks into a conversation he’s going to personally take down the whole market

—zero interest in college party life. spends some of his downtime at the campus theater watching old time movies and classic plays.

—he’s the coffee shop hoe. he wakes up early sometimes just to sit by the window and read some casual literature. has his own thermo that gives him free refills to cart to class. do not talk to this man before he’s had his caffeine.

RELATIONSHIP

—he probably has a high school sweetheart that he’s still clinging too, whether on the same campus or long distance. it helps him because he can’t really see himself pursuing a relationship while focusing on school.

—he’s been with you long enough that you understand his ambitions and won’t feel bested by them. the two of you have a system- starting the day off with sweet ‘good morning’ texts before class and ending the day with long conversations as you digest the last 12 hours.

—nanami is independent but he is thankful to have you to rely on when classes start to overwhelm him. the two of try to escape briefly for the weekend when you can. often going to near by reservations just to get off campus

—other times the two of you will cuddle close on your dorm bed, his long fingers combing through your hair while he reads over some notes for class.

—sometimes you have to be the one to tell him to take a break and to enjoy life while he can. even if that means dragging him the events and concerts hosted on campus. he resists at first but you can see the tension ebbing away as the night comes to a close.

—the two of you start living together in your senior year just because you can. he insists on buying a house. not only because he can afford it because it can be rented out after graduation. always the business man.

#gojo satoru #gojo x reader #geto suguru #geto x reader #nanami x reader #geto suguru x reader #Jujutsu Kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo blessings #gojo satoru x reader #geto blessings #nanami blessings

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warmau · 4 years

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☆ [nostalgic] summer romance!au taeyong hbbd to our beloved leader! | find others here: johnny | haechan | taeil

mark is giving you a quizzical look from over the counter, fingers tapping against the register

“taeyong? no, i haven’t seen him. doesn’t he usually disappear during the summer?

mark is right

taeyong does tend to vanish just as the weather gets warmer and there isn’t an excuse of class or work for him to make his presence known

you heard rumors about how his parents send him abroad to some kind of family owned estate, vast and beautiful and far away from the mundane place you call home

everyone is always saying he’s hiding something. that something, everyone whispers is money

he has to be rich, no one else has the kind of luxury of having a summer long holiday to the other side of the world

but you doubt it, if his family is so loaded, taeyong wouldn’t be spending the rest of the year sitting across from you in physics

you’re sure wealthy kids can afford something better than public schools

“actually......”

you look up and mark takes of the uniform hat he’s supposed to wear for his job at the local burger joint, he scratches the top of his head and then snaps his fingers

“i did see him not too long ago, maybe - on monday? he was standing next to his bike in front of the trails.”

“as in the forest trails?”

mark nods, he looks like he wants to say something else but the voice of his manager makes him scurry to the back with a final a wave

you take the medium soda you ordered, the ice melted and the cup wet under your fingertips

whats taeyong doing going to the mountains all alone?

its getting dark by the time you make your way halfway through the trail, you know mark said he saw taeyong monday and its been three days since then

but you just wanted to make sure, even though you’re here and you haven’t seen one other person through the trees

finally you think you should turn around and go back - but you look to the side and spot a bike leaned up against a mossy, large boulder

its off the trail - so its kind of creepy - but you inch just a bit closer, close enough to see taeyongs name scribbled on the middle bar, below the seat

the clouds are slowly and surely coming in over the light blue sky, so now its just going to get dark and rain

but you think just exploring for another five or so minutes cant hurt

you push past some bushes and wander until you finally pull back some branches from a sagging old willow and see the entrance to a small, but open meadow

in the middle of it - someone is splayed out and reaching up toward the sun

“t-taeyong?”

his hand drops and turns his head, the last droplets of sunlight flicker off his skin

he doesn’t say anything for a while and neither do you

until he sits up and asks you what you’re doing off the trail

you know you can ask him the same thing, but something stops you from stringing the sentence together

instead you feel the darker clouds grow heavy in the sky and soon enough you feel the drizzle

“i just got lost’

you lie and taeyong stands up from the meadow, pointing behind you

“we should go before the storm comes all the way in.”

taeyong leads the way back to the main path, grabbing his bike as you two make way back down to the opening of the forest

you sort of fall behind him, eyes on the broad of his back

you want to make conversation - but you dont know what to say

once you reach the end, the rain has gotten stronger and you ask taeyong if he wants you to drive him back to his place

motioning shyly to your car

he smiles, and even through the darkening weather, it seems to make his face glow

“that’s alright, thanks.”

and then he hops on his bike, his figure smaller and smaller as he rides down the road

you watch it, getting drenched in the process, but something about seeing him makes the rain feel like nothing more than morning dew

you go back to the meadow the next day, earlier - closer to noon - and taeyong is there

at first you tell yourself: stop being weird, just turn around and leave him alone. you might have had classes with him but its not like you two were even friends! hes going to think you’re crazy for showing up here again!

but something inside you refuses to let you give up

you clear your throat and call out to him

taeyong doesn’t turn his head this time, in fact he doesn’t move from where he’s flat on his back in the middle of the grass and wild flowers

panic sets over you and you rush over, knees hitting the ground as you hover over him

his eyes are closed, but the corner of his mouth twitches a bit at the small sound that you make

he’s just sleeping.

you realize, tracing the godly lines that make up his almost impossibly handsome face

he manages to look magical even like this.

“hello?”

taeyong’s eyes are open now - lazily, amber browns staring up at you curiously

you jerk your head away and feel your shoulders stiffen

what do i say? what do i do? he must think im such a freak-

“are you lost again?”

his sits up, propping himself on his elbows and looking at you innocently

“n-no! i just - i um - since i know the way now. i mean i saw your bike again. i just - um-”

the words get tangled in your mouth and so you give up and taeyong doesn’t look as annoyed or as angry as you expect

he just smiles, the same smile he gave you when you two parted ways last night

“a-are you always here?”

you blurt out, trying to compensate for your lack of an answer to his original question

taeyong nods, “i am always here.”

“everyone thinks you go abroad during the summer, b-but you’re really here right?”

its weird that you pose it like a question, so you laugh it off in hopes he wont catch on

but taeyong turns his eyes back toward the sun and falls back against the pillow of flowers

“nope, i dont go abroad. im right here.”

you look up at the sky, nothing special about it, just bright and blinding like any summer days

you wonder how he doesnt get bored just ........... laying here and looking up at it

“people in town like it though.”

he suddenly adds and you shift so instead of sitting back on your heels, you’re laying down beside him

its the closest you’ve ever been to him and you have half a thought he might shift away uncomfortably when your elbows brush but ..... he doesnt

“like what?”

he pauses, a long pause and you almost think he isnt going to answer as your eyes trace the wings of a butterfly that pass by

“they like that i disappear. i think they like it better when im not around.”

you sit up, confused and look at taeyong

“but people are always talking about you-”

“right, but i dont think that means they like me.”

he follows the same butterfly you were just looking at and you try to think of a counterpoint to argue

but you cant

taeyong is the most talked about person in your town, from his statue like looks to the rumors circulating about his familys wealth

but

youve heard the jealousy-induced whispers too

you cant lie and say you havent

you carefully lay back down and take a second in the silence of the forest to think

“i like you.”

you hear taeyong turn his head but you’re nervous about saying it outloud and so you can’t bring yourself to read the expression he might be making

“i dont know much about you, but .......... i think i like you. we had one class together last semester, physics and you would always help me and other people. sometimes i wanted to ask if you wanted to come with me to go get lunch but i was-”

you’re rambling, your aware so you stop

but taeyong whispers,

“but you were?”

now you turn to look at him and you’re surprised to see the usual glassy far-off look in his eyes has turned serious

“i was sc-scared? i just thought you wouldnt care to ......... hang out with me?”

you think your palms are sweating and you hide them in your pockets, taeyong is looking at you - really looking at you - for the first time ever and it stirs a feeling youre not used to in the pit of your stomach

“i would have loved to.”

his voice is faint, but there’s no one else but you and him, so you hear him clearly

you giggle, a nervous habit, and then swallow it down

“well - now i know. ill invite you when- when the summer is over.”

he turns back and closes his eyes, the sun basks down on him like the grace of a goddess

nothing else is said. when it starts to darken, and your hungry stomach makes a noise that keeps you embarrassed

you and taeyong walk back down the trail. you offer him a ride again, but he says now and rides off with a smile

you get into this habit now, you get to the meadow - earlier and earlier - hoping one day to beat taeyong to it

but he’s always there before you

you also start bringing lunch and when you first offer half of the sandwich you’ve made to taeyong he looks too shy to take it

but on the third try, he gives in

you also..................talk a lot more with him

and realize you were right, taeyong is as kind as you had thought him to be

and his gentleness isnt lost on you from how he helps you up from the grassy meadow when its time to go - to how he talks in a small voice to forest creatures that scamper past you two

you never thought you’d end up spending your whole summer off the trail, laying around beside lee taeyong

but not a day of it feels wasted, even though you both do ultimately nothing

one evening, as you’re walking down the trail, you both come to a stop in front of the mossy rock that taeyong’s bike should be leaned up against

except that its gone

and for the first time - due to circumstance - taeyong accepts the ride back home

the car is quiet, as are the streets that you drive through to get to his house

suddenly, without any thought you ask taeyong;

“do you sometimes go up to the meadow because you want to disappear?”

you glance at him in the rearview mirror and see hes already looking at you

“not just because you think others want you too?”

his lips thin, but his eyes don’t flatter from yours

“yes.”

you nod, shoulders tightening a little as you focus your own gaze on the road

“a-are you ok with my company?”

you make a turn and are worried by the silence that follows. taeyong’s house is coming into view and you realize he could just get out without answering you

but when you come to a stop, neither of you moves a muscle

you let your hand drop from the wheel and just as it does, taeyong catches it

his fingers are warm and his palm is soft you let out a small gasp and turn to see he still has his eyes on you

“im fine with it.”

a dust of pink comes over the bridge of his nose and spreads down onto his cheeks

“im fine disappearing with you. no one said i had to do it alone.”

that feeling in the pit of your stomach that you get around him sometimes seems to bubble and burst into a flurry storm of wings and glitter inside you

your eyes move on their own, skimming down his face to his lips in an anxious line

holding his hand is different from all those times you’d lay elbow to elbow with him

and thinking about kissing him..................is a jump over a fence higher than just the thoughts youve had about getting to know him better

you think your shoulders shake and taeyong looks like he wants to lean in

but the lights on his porch flicker on, and he says he’ll see you tomorrow

his warmth leaves your hand, but right as he steps out of the car, you scramble over to the passengers seat

one hand on the window and you look at him

“h-how will you get to the meadow, without your bike?”

he startles, but frowns

“right,i think i can walk ther-”

“i can pick you up.”

taeyong smiles, this smile - as soft and as sweet as the rest - is just a bit more......happy.

“ok - can you come by at around nine?”

“i promise to be here.”

he hesitates and you cant believe you’re about to say this, but you do

“want to seal it with a kiss?”

he looks over his shoulder, his front door hasnt opened yet

he leans down and its a little awkward and weird, but its cute and when you break away you wave goodnight to him

and he trips over the sidewalk as he waves back

the next day, when you two are laying back in the flowers

you turn to him

“is it ok if we re-do our kiss?”

he laughs, “i wanted to ask too, kissing through a car window is a bit-”

you dont let him finish, rolling over to take his face in your own - you feel that smile of his on your lips

when summer comes to an end and taeyong shows back up in town, everyones gossip stirs back up

where’d he go this time, franc? italy? thailand? australia?

no, the only place he went - you want to tell them - is to the forest, and to that meadow, and to the center of your heart

you slip your hand into his when he comes to greet you outside one of the classroom

and all of the gossip dies at the tip of peoples tongues

even now all these years later

when you and taeyong want to “disappear” for a little while

there’s a secret space, just for you two

let everyone else think you’re off in some other place - some other country - some other continent

disappearing together, is way better than disappearing alone.

#taeyong scenarios #taeyong imagines #taeyong au #nct scenarios #nct imagines #nct au #no i didnt think of this just because i literally ate up all of twilight today i literally already had this planned #nct 127 scenario #nct 127 au #nct 127 #lee taeyong #sfw

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Pinky Promise | Aone x reader | Part 1

A/N: This is my first Haikyuu! fic, I hope you like it! There will definitely be a part 2, I just didn’t want to make this too long!

Quiet.

That’s the way your friendship had been since that faithful day in elementary school, the day you stood up for the quiet, white-haired boy. He was being picked on, and you couldn’t let it happen anymore. You knew how it felt, to be bullied for something that you’re already self cautious about. The same three boys would pick on you, but instead of it being because of how quiet you were like white-haired giant was, it was because of the specks that dusted your face and body. You were often called ‘pimple face’ for having freckles, and you had grown to hate them. Seeing him cower despite his height had your skin crawling, and you wouldn’t let it slide anymore.

“Leave him alone! Just because he doesn’t wanna talk doesn’t mean he’s weird!” you stood between the bullies and the cowering boy, “leave him alone, or I’ll- I’ll get a teacher.”

The leader of the group looked you in the eyes, “Fine, we’ll leave him alone, but that doesn’t mean you get a free pass, pimple face.” the group then laughed before leaving, walking towards the swings.

When you were sure they weren’t coming back you let out a sigh of relief, clutching your chest. Remembering the boy you had just stood up for you turned around to face him, “Are you ok? They bother me too, so I know how to scare them off.” you smiled brightly at the quiet boy, holding your hand out, “I’m l/n y/n, but you can call me y/n.”

He looked at your hand before hesitantly grabbing it, letting you help him off of the ground. He dusted himself off before responding quietly, “... Aone Takanobu…” his voice was barely above a whisper, but you heard it clearly, “thanks for helping me…”

You two were almost inseparable from that day on. You two would do everything together, eat lunch, go to the park over the weekends, swim in the creek by the park, and you even learned sign language so that Takanobu could talk, without having to say a word. You were each other’s world. He helped you learn to love your freckles, even when the bullying continued, and you helped him learn to use his tallness to his advantage, by learning to play volleyball together. By the time you were in your last grade of elementary school, you knew everything about each

other.

But that was put to a stop when middle school came into the picture.

“They’re making me go to a private middle school Nobu. We aren’t moving, but I won’t be going to the same school as you.” You and Takanobu sat next to each other on the swings at the park near your houses, “We’ll still hang out and be friends, right?”

Takanobu nodded quickly, signing a simple ‘yes’. ‘It’ll be a bit weird huh?’ his hands moved smoothly, his body used to years of sign language, ‘We still have all summer though, so let’s

make the most of it.’

You smiled standing up to hug the tall boy, “You’re right. We have the entire summer, and it’s not like we cant hang out outside of school like on the weekends and after school.” when you pulled away from the hug you stood up tall and proud, “Operation: Make This The Best Summer Ever, is a go!”

You two spent the entire summer together, both pairs of parents understanding why they refused to leave each other side unless absolutely necessary. You and Takanobu did almost everything together that summer. You went to the mall, you played volleyball at the park, you went swimming, made cookies, and of course had tons of sleepovers at each other’s houses. But all of that felt like a couple of weeks, not a couple of months.

So there you sat on the last day of summer vacation, on the old park swing set with Takanobu at your side, “I guess it’s true, time really does fly when you’re having fun.” you let out a sad sigh, signing along with your words, “I guess we won’t see each other much anymore. For now at least.”

‘We still have high school and college remember.’ the white-haired boy signed with a sad frown, not be confused with his normal one, ‘you’re still going to Date Tech, right?’ He hoped you would say yes, not he needed for you to say yes. He didn’t think he could last throughout highschool without his best friend by his side.

Your e/c eyes lit up at the mention of highschool, “Yeah, I had to beg my mom and dad to let me go. They said I could get into Shiratorizawa if I wanted, but I didn’t wanna. That place seems too stuck up for me.” you looked down at the small watch on your wrist, noticing the time, “Crap! Nobu we have to start heading home, it’s almost 6.”

Both of you got off of the swing set, making sure you had everything that could be left at the old park. When you made sure you had everything you two walked side by side the main street. Talking here and there, but mostly looking at the stars and moon that had just started to become visible. You two walked in silence for the most part, but that was ok. The comfortable silence was common between the two of you, whether you were reading manga together, or just sitting in the same room, doing your own thing.

As you approached the street where you would split, going towards your own homes, you turned to face Takanobu, “Pinky out Nobu,” you held out your pinky, Takanobu doing the same, “Let’s make a promise that we’ll stay friends and we’ll hang out, whether we go to the same schools or not. That nothing will change between us, ever.” Takanobu could tell that you were 100% serious from the look in your e/c eyes.

The white haired boy nodded quickly, connecting his pinky to yours. You know what they say, a pinky promise can never be broken.

A/N: @kuroolongtea this is the first part of the fic I told you about! Please feel free to leave any criticism. I’m new to writing so I hope it isn’t too bad haha!!

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ourloveisforthelovely · 3 years

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One Chance (one shot)

Harry Potter Marauders Era

Request: hey so i was thinking could you might do a regulus x reader where the reader is like sassy or maybe all cold hearted? i honestly love ur page but i cant never relate with the reader bc she is always too soft 😭 maybe like if they understood each others depression and then end up falling in love? idk how to explain

To the annon who requested this: I hope that you enjoy

Pairings: Regulus Black x Reader

Rating: M

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“Y/n, Regulus Black has been looking at you for the past 10 minutes.”

You didn’t bother looking up from your potions book when your friend Anastasia spoke. The last thing that you wanted to deal with was Regulus Black and his stupid good looks.

“He needs to look somewhere else.”

You commented. Regulus Black had been staring at you a lot lately and it was beginning to get under your skin. Before a few weeks ago Regulus had nothing to do with you. It didn’t matter that the two of you had always been in the same house for the past 6 years or that the two of you had friends in the same circle. In fact, he took extra measure to not speak to you.

The best that you could come up with was he was uncomfortable with you going on a date with his old brother. Your heart hurt thinking about that particular time in your life. That was when you were an innocent sweet 4th year. Sirius dated you for all of a week before dumping you for some pretty Ravenclaw with blond hair and big boobs.

This was also the time that your depression really started kicking in. You weren't quite sure how to deal with all of the feelings swirling through your head. From dealing with your first break up to all of these dark and intrusive thoughts...you didn’t know how to cope. None of your friends seemed to understand either. A few of them chose to ignore what you were going through. The rest didn’t know how to deal with constant sarcastic comments. Now you had a few that stuck with you because it was in their best interest. If someone bothered them, you would chew the miserable fuckers ass out that caused them grief. This was a healthier outlet than sinking a knife into your arm.

Being at home was no better. Your mum tried to constantly get you off of the couch to do things but she didn’t seem to understand that you wanted nothing to do with whatever she was doing. Her words of…

“Stop lying on the couch like a giant hairball and do something. Go enjoy the day.”

Apparently you mother didn’t understand that you definition of “enjoying the day” meant being left the fuck alone.

That is one of the reasons that you preferred being at school. You could find peaceful places to be left alone.

Anastasia spoke again, pulling you from your thoughts.

“He probably thinks that you are pretty, Y/n. You really are a lovely girl.”

“Go get your eyes checked. Anna, I have as much luck with boys as a turtle does crossing the road.”

You muttered as the bell rang.

Not a moment too soon.

You thought as you stood to gather up your things. You were getting away from Anastasia and her mind numbing questions. Walking to the door you ran into a hard body.

Looking up, Regulus Black had turned around to just who the fuck ran into him. He blinked a few times the moment that your eyes met.

“Watch where you are going, Black.”

You hissed. Regulus automatically frowned.

“You ran into me.”

“So, you aren’t moving fast enough?”

You replied, not missing a beat. Regulus seemed a bit surprised by your comment. He wasn’t for sure why you were hostile toward him. In all of the years that he had known you, with the exception of year 1 and 2, you acted like he had personally fucked you over.

Regulus couldn’t help admitting that you were a lovely girl but your sarcastic hostile nature was a bit off putting. He had decided the year before just to avoid you at all costs. This year, however, he understood more about you. You were as depressed as he was. Regulus never understood it until this year.

Over the summer, Sirius ran off to James Potter’s abandoning his family. Regulus didn’t know how to put into words how he felt about it either. There was sinking in the middle of his stomach that never seemed to go away. It was there when he went to sleep at night and was waiting when he awoke the next morning. Regulus honestly never thought that he would be happy again.

He figured that returning to school would soothe those feelings. Regulus would be back with his best friends and would have no reason to think of Sirius. Unfortunately, the moment that he stepped into the great hall and saw his brother sitting at the Gryffindor table smiling and laughing. There was clearly no sadness in Sirius over the events of the summer. This sent Regulus into a deeper depression. His brother didn’t miss him and never would.

“You know most people just say excuse me and go on about their business.”

Regulus replied.

“Just get out of my way.”

You hissed and moved to get around him. Regulus honestly didn’t deserve your venom. He, after all, had done absolutely nothing to you.

He hasn’t done anything to you but you have no reason to trust him. Regulus will probably be just like his brother. You’ll get attached and have your heart broken.

You thought. It wasn’t fair to compare Regulus to Sirius when they were obviously such different people but you couldn’t help it. Most guys, no matter the house, was the same.

As you walked down the hall, you wanted nothing more than to have some time alone. You decided to walk down to the lake. A free period was just what you needed!

Sitting down, you took out a book and quietly began to read. It wasn’t until you were on paragraph two did you realize that someone was standing in front of you. Looking up, again your eyes met Regulus Black’s.

“What now, Black?”

You questioned. He put his hands on his hips feeling a bit annoyed. After the exchange in the potions, he decided that it was time for both of you to have a little chat.

“You and I need to talk.”

“Whatever about?”

You questioned as he sat down.

“I want to know why you hate me so bad?”

“I never said that I hated you.”

Regulus chuckled.

“Sure could have fooled me. You are always glaring at me like I personally offended you.”

You put your book down.

“I just don't like being oogled by some guy who is going to screw me over.”

Regulus raised an eyebrow.

“You don’t know me.”

“Yeah, I know your brother. All guys are the same so it doesn’t matter who you are.”

The response came out a little snipper than you planned. Standing up, you turned to storm back to the castle. Just who the fuck did Regulus think that he was? So what if he was a member of the Black family?

Woo-freaking-who.

“First, off you don’t know anything about me. I am nothing like my brother. If you would give me a bloody chance you would see that. I see what you are doing Y/n. I get it you use sarcasm and cold humor to cope. I do it too. As much as you want to come across as this tough girl who doesn’t need anyone, you're actually quite lonely…again I get it.”

You stopped before turning to face Regulus. He sat with his knees drawn to his chest. Dark eyes looked up at you with an intensity that you had never seen on his face before.

“I don’t like this, Regulus.”

He smirked.

“You don’t like someone figuring out who you are, Y/n. You don’t want people seeing that inside you are actually in pain. Again, I can relate.”

Regulus stood and walked down closer to the lake.

“My brother, who I know that you dated and I know he did you wrong, he abandoned our family over the summer. Now...everything is up to me. I am the only heir to the Black family. I have to do everything and I don’t fucking want to. I want to do whatever it is I want and there not be repercussions for my actions. However, that won’t be able to happen now.”

You frowned and watched him curiously.

“And why is that? Why can’t you just walk away? You’ll be an adult soon. Tell them to fuck off.”

Regulus laughed.

“If only it were that easy. You see my mother, she depends on me and I can’t let her down. If you knew my family, you would understand.”

You had heard plenty of rumors about the Black family. Regulus’ mother sounded like the typical pureblood mother. Maybe a bit darker than what your mother was but a pureblood mother all the same.

“I’m sure our families are very similar. Lovely bunch, purebloods.”

Regulus laughed bitterly at that. There wasn’t much that was lovely about being a pureblood when your mother was Walburga Black.

“Then you will understand why we have to do things that we don’t want to do. For example, being a death eater.”

“Regulus…”

He automatically pulled up his sleeve to show you the dark mark on his arm. Regulus wasn’t surprised when you made no facial expression. He had a feeling that you had seen your fair share of dark marks lately.

“My mother and father were okay with me doing it. Actually, they were quite proud that their son was doing the right thing...the just thing. I think I am too...at points. There are other times that I am not for sure. I see your face. You have the same expression. I bet you about 10 galleons, if you pull up your sleeves there are going to very similar cut marks...sometimes it gets too much.”

You looked down. For the first time, your tough exterior faded.

“You do it too...cut your wrists?”

Regulus nodded.

“Physical pain is better than mental pain, at times. Maybe we understand each other more than we thought?”

Your crossed arms slowly dropped to your sides.

“Maybe. We could also really hurt each other.”

Regulus’ hopeful smile fell.

“Or help each other. I don’t know what my brother did to you but I’m not him. Sirius and I have nothing in common except our last names. I mean, our last name is literally all that we have in common. You’ll get stupid bullshit with him. I’m on my A game. You wouldn’t have to guess what you were to me. All that you have to do is give me a chance. If it makes you feel better...I know where my brother is about this time of day and...well...sometimes Sirius isn’t so bright.”

You snorted.

“You could say that again. Fine, you have a chance. Don’t mess it up Regulus.”

Regulus held out his hand with a small smile. Something told you to be wary. The depressive side said, no but something deep inside of you said yes.

You reached out and wrapped your hand around Regulus’. He gave you a small smile before tugging in you with him.

“This is going to be funny.”

You slipped through quiet corridors behind Regulus as he checked for any “little eyes” that would get into his way. He finally stopped the moment that he saw Sirius and James standing in an empty hallway playing “exploding snap.”

Regulus lightly elbowed you in the side before grinning. He had his wand out and muttered something low. You weren’t able to make out what he said but it didn’t matter. It looked as if someone had a bucket of water and dumped it all over Sirius and James. Both boys jumped back looking around wildly as another explosion of water knocked them off of their feet. James hit the ground first. Sirius reached out to help his best friend only to get hit in the face with water for the third time. He was knocked off his feet and directly on top of James. His elbow crashing into James’ crotch. James howled in pain as Sirius started rubbing his head where he hit the stone floor.

“Pads, stop. You're killing me!”

James shrieked. Sirius was yelling about how truly sorry he was over and over.

You, meanwhile, had to hold back a fit of rare laughter. Regulus, himself, was grinning as he turned the floor to ice. Both James and Sirius were sliding all over the place all the while screaming curse words after curse words.

“Whoever you are! We are going to fuck you up!”

Sirius yelled as Regulus reached down and squeezed your hand.

“This is where we make our exit. They are going to be sliding around for a while.”

You ran after Regulus, until he pulled you into an empty classroom

“That was fun.”

He commented.

“Fucking brilliant. Watching them slide all over the place while looking like drowned ferrets was the best fun that I have had in awhile.”

Regulus smiled, giving you a cocky smile.

“That’s only the beginning. I have a lot better material...if you want to watch.”

You reached up and pulled the taller boy down by his tie. Regulus was clearly a bit surprised but leaned right into the kiss. When he pulled away, you tossed your hair over his shoulder.

“Watching is for babies. I want to help.”

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Anyone Else; Calum Hood

You leaned down over Calum’s shoulder, blocking out the bright sunset behind the two of you. He inhaled, reveling in the coconut scent of your shampoo, fused with sunscreen and chlorine-d pool water. He shook his head lightly, reminding himself to open his eyes and focus on the phone in his hand. You lifted your free hand, that wasn’t cradling a White Claw, and pointed at a profile.

“She’s super cute! I feel like she’s your type,” you commented at the picture of a taller girl, sporting fishnets and a Led Zeppelin.

“You think I’m only into girls who like rock?” Calum chuckled a little.

You shrugged, moving away to tug over a free camping chair. You leaned back in, giving Calum the view of your neck as your hair fell away from it. He licked his lips as you spoke again, “I mean, I think you look good next to someone like that based on how you dress and shit. If you’re not into that, dont let me pressure you.”

You giggled and twisted around to look at him. His eyes focused in on yours, “Uh, yeah. Or, no, youre good. Youre not pressuring me. Just helping, right?”

“Right,” you scrunched your eyes in a beat, to show you were somewhat confused by his confusion. “Anyways, swipe right or left and lets move along.”

“Okay.” Cal did as you said, allowing the screen to switch to another girl.

“Oh, no, no, she looks too much like Crystal,” you giggled lightly. “Love Crystal, but that’d be creepy.”

“So I can’t like anyone who looks like anybody in our friend group?” Calum remarked, his heart hoping you wouldn’t break it by what you would reply with.

You wriggled in your seat, “I dont know. I feel like its weird. If they look like Luke, Ill allow it.”

His lips fumbled before his brain could reach out and grasp the words and shuffle them back into a drawer, “What if they look like you?”

“Yeah, right,” you looked back at him, “I’m unique. One of a kind, baby.”

Calum flushed as you spoke. He fumbled again, about to spill again, when Sierra called your name from the pool. “Show me that boy from last weekend?”

You quickly got up, excusing yourself from Calum, and pranced across the concrete patio to the fire pit, where Luke and Sierra were cuddled up, talking to another one of your friends. Calum tried not to break his neck and watch you animatedly talk about your Tinder date last Saturday. Yet he knew it was noticeable he was trying to pry.

He felt a hand slap down on his shoulder and Calum jumped in his seat. Michael took your seat, Crystal trailing along behind and slinking into his lap. “You got it bad, mate.”

Crystal grinned at him, “You really do.”

Calum shook his head, “Dont know what youre talking about.”

“Oh, my God,” Michael pressed his fingers to his forehead, eyes cartwheeling in their sockets. “Seriously, I never understand situations like this. I dont think it’d ruin your friendship if you asked to kiss her and she rejected you.”

“It wouldn’t,” Calum remarked, speaking the honest truth. He shifted in his seat, glancing at you before meeting Michael’s eyes. “But it would ruin me. And I dont really want a broken heart right now.”

Crystal’s eyes widened and she leaned forward. “Cal, is it worse than we thought?”

“Worse?” Michael furrowed his brows, looking between the two before realization hit him like chance. “Oh, shit. Dude?”

Calum stood suddenly, tossing his empty beer can in the garbage. “I’m going home. See ya later.”

He didn’t give them the chance to say anything else as he gathered his damp towel, shoes, and bag from around him. He passed through the kitchen, waving lazily to Ashton and Kay, who were preparing the food for s’mores.

“Not staying?” Ashton called after him.

He heard Kay mutter something else to him and Ashton shocked a small, “Oh.”

You finished telling the story of Matt, who you had gone on a date with last week as Calum was pulling out of the driveway. “Yeah, but I don’t know if I’m going see him again.”

“Why?” Luke asked, puzzled by the fact that you sounded like you were really interested in him for the past five minutes, but didn’t wanna go on another date.

“I dont know,” you crossed your arms. “He’s just not my type. He’s kinda, like, stern. He’s funny, but funny in an unconventional way. He doesnt seem like he’d, I dont know, be playful in a relationship. Does that make sense? i want a guy who can be playful, but who’s mature.”

Sierra grinned to herself, nudging Luke with her elbow. “Yeah, that makes sense. Hey, ya know, Y/N?”

“Hm?” You looked to her.

Luke took over, “We know someone who’s like that.”

“Oh!” You smiled wider, “Who?”

You felt Michael slink an arm over your shoulder, whisper in your ear, “Calum.”

You moved from under him, his weight overbearing to you. “Yeah, okay.”

“What’s wrong with him?” Crystal sat on the couch across from Sierra.

“Nothings wrong. Hes just super out of my league. Plus, I’m not his type. I’m all, strawberries and picnics and, like, Hozier. He listens to Nickelback and he’d rather go to a club than kayak. I dont know, I feel like he wouldn’t like me because of my interests.”

“Cal’s a softer, you know that, right?” Luke replied. “Hes a big rockstar, yeah, but he loves hiking and nature, too.“

“He loves y- ow!” Michael groaned out, Crystal interrupting him with a shove to the ribs.

You gave him a strange look before looking back to Luke, “I know, but still. He’s still out of my league.”

The weeks passed, more pool parties and barbecues filling your lengthened free summer days that you weren’t working or going on sporadic Tinder dates. You’d been on five total, with four different guys. Each party brought more stories, more tall tales of Derek, the free lance artist who wore a scarf and ordered you red wine, Gideon, the police officer who hadn’t put his career in his bio, and got slightly upset when you talked about your advocacy for human rights. Spencer was just weird, with piles of facts, criticizing your jokes for being politically incorrect or scientifically impossible. However, Aaron was nearly perfect. He was super sweet, dressed like a normal person, and laughed at your jokes, agreed passionately with your advocacy.

Each time you retold a story, Calum would slide down in his seat, frown at the world around him, excuse himself from the party too soon. You were catching on slightly, smelling the jealousy seeping from his pores, though it was masked by chlorine. You figured he was just jealous because he couldn’t manage to match with a good enough woman on Tinder. So, tonight- though you had to leave early for a date with Aaron- you would most definitely find him a match.

Calum had arrived early to Luke’s house to get the meat started on the grill. He was flipping a few burgers, sipping at his first beer with absentminded concentration. His mind wandered as Luke rambled off his ear about something he saw on Twitter. Luke laughed at a joke he made, while Calum’s eyes lost focus and went blurry. His thoughts swirled with you- your shampoo, and its coconut scent that reminded him of his first crush in middle school. Your eyes were seen in so many, so similar, yet freckled with so much heartbreak and kindness that emitted from your soft spoken lips and light hands that had contact with the stars.

He didn’t care if he would look better next to a girl with jet black hair and a perfect body. He didn’t care if they played bass, too, or if they were famous and loved The Rolling Stones. He didn’t care if she was hard headed and loud. He liked that you were soft and quiet- he was, too. He loved that you dressed so different; your floral patterns went well with his dark jeans t-shirt combos. He didnt care about things looked, just how they felt. And things with you...Hell, you felt good.

Calum jumped as Luke shouted, “Youre burning the burger- Cal!”

Calum dropped his beer can, spilling the liquid all over his bare feet as he grasped for the spatula. He tossed a burnt burger into the trash with a huff, scooping the others onto a tray. “Sorry.”

Luke shook his head, sitting down beside Calum, who was dipping his feet into the water to clean them off. “What’s your problem, mate? You’ve gotten so quiet lately. Especially when Y/N’s around.”

“Part of me is hoping I’ll be able to fight the urge to kiss her if I just stop talking to her. But, then she comes around and i cant stop talking to her. We get on so well,” Calum murmured, though Luke could hear.

“Yeah?” Luke urged him, feeling proud he could get Cal to say so much. He was a quiet person, a loud jokester in social situations, but so soft and enclosed about himself.

Calum shook his head, huffed, “I cant settle for somebody else. I know that sounds selfish and stupid, but she’s all I want. She’s all I’ve wanted since i met her. She’s so perfect and good and...she makes me feel good. I dont know. Its not impossible for her to like me back, but she’s so obsessed with the idea of someone being her type. Its like she’s afraid to just take a chance and love someone who she doesnt have figured out. She wants it all to be certain and specific and exactly the way she expects it to be.”

Luke sighed, creating small ripples with his feet in the pool, “Cal, Y/N is like a literal angel. She’s gentle and quiet and contained and confirmed. She’s perfect, like you said. But, Sierra knows her so well. She keeps herself like that because she’s been heartbroken before. So many times before. She’s scared, yes. But I think shed be willing to give you a chance if you just tell her...tell her exactly what it is.”

“What do you mean?” Calum already knew everything about Y/N. But, he didnt want Luke to think he was obsessive even though she knew everything about Cal, too.

Luke shrugged, both of their head’s turning to the patio door as it opened. “I dont know. But, you do. Just tell her.”

“How will I know if I’m saying the right things?”

“You just will.”

Sierra led you over to a lounge chair, sitting beside you as you slipped out of your sandals and tugged off your shirt. You were left in your bikini top and shorts, a combination that made Calum’s heart palpitate. He took the courage from Luke’s words and stood, walking over to you.

“Yeah, so if he ever wants to...” Sierra trailed off as Calum’s shadow fell over the two of you.

He gave you a shy smile as Sierra grinned and excused herself.

“Hey, Cal,” your lips lifted, eyes following him as he sat next to you. “How’ve ya been?”

“Good, you?” He was shy. He knew you could tell, too. His eyes kept switching between yours and his hands, your lips and...

“I’m okay. A little burnt out. Work has been busy because its summertime. High fashion and stuff, ya know?” You laughed, jabbing at a joke. Your eyes glinted when Calum tossed his head back and laughed.

“Yeah, I know, dont you see my high-end swim shorts?” He made a motion to show off his pants, and you admired him.

“Cute,” you replied. A beat of silence passed before your phone made a noise. You didnt touch it, knowing it was rude to do so, but your brows flicked up. “Oh! Have you matched with any other girls on Tinder? If you haven’t, I’m making it my mission to find you someone else.”

“How am I supposed to think about anyone else?” He blurted out suddenly.

You stopped smiling, blood freezing and your body turning stiffly. “What?”

“Uh,” Calum thought, wondering how he should go about this. “Theres a million little things I haven’t told you. I cant go on keeping them to myself. And pretending I want anyone else.”

You met his eyes and Calum felt the world melt away. Like a focused lens on a camera, he only saw you, your golden little halo. Your shocked expression.

“Cal,” you hesitated, “Aaron.”

“Is he the guy you want to hold you?” Calum whispered.

You visibly shivered, your heart beating out of your chest.

“It kills me thinking of you with him,” he paused, “you and i could have it good. I dont know him, but I know myself, and I know that I can love you so much better than he could.”

You shook your head, sweat pooling on your hands and the back of your neck. “No, Cal. Please. Dont make it hard.”

“It’s not hard unless you make it hard,” Calum spoke as soon as you began to stand.

“No, its not supposed to be hard. I want it to be easy for once,” you said.

Calum grabbed your hand, turning you back around, “It is. I know were so different, and I’m on the road all the time, and I’m fucked up because of people from my past. I know I smoke, and you help clean up cigarette butts in the park and I’m silent when I shouldn’t speak, but if you jump, Ill jump, too. C’mon, please?”

You finally met his eyes, feeling the rhythm of your heart steady. “I know its dramatic, but I’m just so afraid. So many guys have hurt me and made me feel ugly. I carry myself in a way that allows protection and routine. I hate the idea of some disturbance because disturbance has always meant hurt. Cal...i could love you. I think I’m very close to loving you, but i dont know if i can let myself.”

“I do love you, and I’m letting myself,” Calum stepped closer, tugging you to close the distance more. “Just let go.”

With silent permission, his hands slipped around your waist and your clutched his t-shirt. Your fists were tight, your lips stoic. Until you felt a lock pick inside your soul and you relaxed.

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, @dinosaursandsocks , @ashhdaniellee95 @zhangyixingxing1

#5sos fanfic #5sos fluff #calum hood #calum hood imagine #calum hood x reader #calum hood x y/n #calum hood x you #calum hood fanfiction #5 seconds of summer #calum blurb #calum hood fluff #calum x reader

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moth-based-cryptology · 3 years

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BACK AT IT WITH THE YOUTUBER RALBERT

one day, race interrupts a stream by kicking the door open and is like “GUESS WHO’S BIRTHDAY IT IS!” and al kinda tackle hugs him saying “happy birthday babe!!! love you!!” and race is caught so off guard for a few seconds he forgets that he came in there because it was AL’S birthday

race builds him the worst looking cake in minecraft (like he makes a cake of different blocks n stuff) and al looks like he’s near tears bc it’s so sweet but also it looks so bad that al’s spent the last five minutes practically crying of laughter

al complains about it being really hot in the room in the summer and race is like “hey comment yes if you want al to take his shirt off” and the comments blow up and al turns bright red and hes like RACE

a few months later al is getting way more comfy with his image and he starts a stream shirtless because it’s literally stupidly hot and race walks in and freezes and literally does not move for seven minutes before he just. tackles al. twitter and the comments are living for it

twitter is OH MY GOD AL IS SUPER HOT and HAHAHA DID YOU SEE RACE’S FACE and AL WE’RE SO PROUD OF YOU THATS SUCH A BIG STEP WE LOVE THE CONFIDENCE

race is exactly the same

race has the newsies come over and they play truth or dare and race and al get dared to do 7 minutes in heaven and jack laughs and hes like don’t worry we’ll mute the video and race cracks up but al looks scandalized

(they don’t end up needing to mute the video)

race is like “al can you grab me a cup of water” and al is like in a minute babe let’s finish the game first and race just kinda stops and (like the overdramatic king he is) proceeds to shoot and kill al

race: if you notice any awkwardness in this video it’s because me and al broke up

al, frustrated: no we didn’t!

race: you shattered my heart when you told me the most cats we could get right now was three

al: you wanted seven!

race, nodding: A REASONABLE NUMBER

in one of race’s videos, al is like half asleep and playing with race’s hair and he’s like “i love ur curls they’re so pretty and you’re so lovely” and race kind stutters for a minute bc al’s sleepy voice is super deep and racer.exe has stopped functioning, please try again in a few minutes

izzy i’m dying you’ve written so many good ones djdhksbdnd

- albert says happy birthday to race with so much conviction everyone genuinely forgets it’s NOT race’s birthday and this is how you know al is super good at lying in among us cause even race believes him for a minute

- the ‘awww that’s really cute’ tears turned into ‘i cant stop fucking laughing’ tears in about 2 seconds flat because it also vaguely looks like the cake race made him in middle school (which was ALSO super tragic, it looks like a melting pile of frosting)

- al just shoves race’s head off camera and goes bright red. he let’s chat go for a minute then just sighs and rolls his eyes and goes “at least buy me dinner first” and race cackles

- y e s they live in LA there’s like a full month ever summer where it’s no less than 98 degrees so why would he have more clothes on than he has to? race walks in and Stops Functioning™️ and chats just like “YEAH THATS HOW WE FELT” and everyone is living for the confidence

- shirtless stream is ALSO how they found out albert started his next tattoo cause he literally has the ironman arch reactor tattooed in the middle of his chest and he has a whole marvel chestpiece planned and someone comments about how attractive it is and race just goes “😳 i know right” cause he’s more of a simp for al than any of their fans

- al looks scandalized for a second before he starts laughing to himself and jack is just like ‘🤨’ and through his laughter al just goes “don’t even worry about it, i’m not the loud one anyway” and race hits him in the back of the head

- race just makes eye contact with the camera, turns in the game, and shoots al in the back of the head. al pouts about it for like 10 minutes (after he goes and gets race water, of course)

- RACE WOULD. he wants to be the young male version of a crazy cat lady and albert is killing his dreams because of “responsibilities” and “landlords” and “a lack of time or energy”

- YES. i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again, sleepy al for the win. (im gonna add my phone voice hc to this now cause ✨why not✨) also once al was doing a 24 hour charity stream and race had left to run an errand or something so al ordered them food so race could pick it up but it was a local business so he had to call and twitter just obsessed over his phone voice for MONTHS after. he started meme-ing it cause he’s never gotten the thing with his voice but race just sees it and tweets “guys sometimes i call him while i’m out just for the voice jdhwhdhd” and twitter looses it

i love them sm rishjehdbs they’re seriously all i think about

#newsies #livesies #racetrack higgins #albert dasilva #never not read the tags #ralbert #spam ralbert gang #chaotic red and radioactive racer #youtuber ralbert #youtuber!au #babiessssss #i need to write another proper post for them #cause i have SO MUCH info and SO MANY ideas stored in my brain now #i have quotes posts and headcanons to write #i’ll get on it eventually #for now i’m just vibin

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samwritesforyou · 3 years

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Booked (pt.2)

Summary: you decided to go grocery shopping since the amount of people in your house significantly grew and diego keeps you company. after that crazy hargreeves family prompts you for a beach trip?

Warnings: gender-neutral reader

Wordcount: 2.1k

A/N: this fic is making me feel things, i cant quite place it. like... whenever i write it i feel weirdly at home?? idk :D feel free to share your thoughts either in tags or comments! its Very appreciated and motivating, actually! have a lovely day! <3

part one can be found here!

“Okay but if we kill them, nobody will have any questions, will they? We just bought a house and they moved somewhere far away!” was the first thing you heard, as you have awakened from your “nap”, deciding to keep your eyes shut just for a moment longer, not to lose it again.

“Five!” seems like everyone else said that in unison, grunting and groaning.

Okay, they don’t want to kill you. That’s great. You think it’s safe to open your eyes now.

You were laying on the king-sized bed upstairs, all siblings huddled up around you, watching intensely.

All the chatter between them came to a stop when they noticed that you woke up.

“So.. you’re like all superheroes or something?” you said tiredly, despite feeling rested.

Your mind still felt fuzzy from that info, hearing about such thing only from the tv series or sci-fi genres.

“Guess so,” Luther piped up, shrugging his massive shoulders and offering you a small smile.

Your eyes slowly drifted towards the kid standing by the frame of the bed, wearing a serious expression.

He sighed and frowned at you.

“To be clear, I’m not a kid and I’m actually older than all of you here. I’m a time traveller and I witnessed more in my life than any of you,” his passive-aggressiveness was directed at you, but by the choice of words it felt like he was talking to everyone who was present in the room, “There’s going to be an apocalypse by the end of the summer and our job is to stop it. We failed once, but we won’t fail twice. We rented this house, thinking it would be a good place where we can practise our powers without anyone interfering with us, so please,” his face turned into an exaggerated, wide smile, “don’t get in our way nor mention it to anybody. Thank you,” and as he finished his angry monologue, the blue colour filled the space around him as he disappeared in the thin air, right in front of your eyes.

Hm. Okay?

Only two seconds passed after that, when another sibling started talking to you.

“And I can talk with the dead!” he said happily, spreading his hands in the air like so monk preaching.

“We have a dead brother who’s named Ben and one day I will definitely let you two meet once I learn how to properly conjure him,” he concluded, very pleased with himself.

“Hi, Ben,” you just said with a warm smile on your face, somewhere into the air next to Klaus.

He literally cooed at your action, coming over to you and giving you a quick hug with a pat on the back.

“Okay, maybe we can reveal all our powers later, but let’s leave (y/n) to rest a bit, alright?” Allison proposed, rushing everyone out of the room and then just sparing you a wave and an apologetic smile, closing the doors and leaving you alone.

Maybe you can get used to all this madness. To this family.

You really rested after that.

A room had a roof-window, so laying on that bed allowed you to look up at the sky and lazy, white clouds that every so often rolled along with the blue background.

Soon enough you heard muffled chatter downstairs, this old house being absolutely the worst in being soundproof.

It all reminded you of simpler times, actually, no matter the crazy circumstances.

But enough was enough, and closer to the middle of the day you managed to get out of the bed and descend to the first floor by the wooden stairs, looking around.

Suddenly it seemed quiet.

You shrugged at that and just made your way towards the door, energetically jumping down the few stairs from the veranda and felt your feet hit the hard tartan surface.

Since it was six (plus one spiritually) more people than you were used to having in your home, you decided it was only logical for you to go and buy more food into the local store.

You almost reached the gate to go outside of your property as you heard some fast steps behind you, catching up to you.

When you turned around, you saw a man with longer hair and almost expression on his face.

“Uh... hey, you’re going somewhere?” he asked, brushing the back of his neck.

“To the market, why?” you asked, tilting your head sideways at him.

“Well.. don’t laugh, but I wanted to jog a little, but got concerned that I might get lost..” the end of his sentence was almost inaudible already as he lowered his voice, “so.. mind keeping me company?”

That kind of surprised you and as you slowly realised the meaning of the said words that came out of his mouth you bit the inside of your right cheek *hard*, just not to laugh.

What a silly guy. Getting lost in this hole?

But sure, why not keep him company.

“Be sure to catch up with me though,” you teased as you basically broke into the run, opening the gate and hopping straight onto your bike and starting pedalling really hard to get as far away from him, finally bursting out laughing at the significant distance.

“What?!” was the only thing you heard from him and then you felt the breeze from the hot summer air caressing your cheeks as you were passing your neighbours in the well-known road.

“You seem happier than usual today, darling!” some granny said to you from her garden and you just waved in reply with a huge grin plastered on your face.

After spending last years of your youth more or less alone, you couldn’t even phantom the thought of people your age living with you for the eternity of one summer.

You could never complain about a life you had here, it was all you ever wanted, but the connection with the people of the similar age to you was really lacking sometimes.

And the absolute joy that was washing over you right now was the witness.

You slowed your pace after some time, pretty soon being followed by jogging Diego, beads of sweat rolling down his muscular hands.

Your gaze lingered for a second longer than necessary and you quickly tore it away from him, a slight blush creeping on your cheeks as you now looked straight ahead of you at the road.

“I’m not the best runner, but also not the worst, hun,” he said between the breaths as you continued your ride/walk and you just smiled.

“Pretty decent, I’d say,” you finally stopped at the market’s “parking lot” where there were two spaces for cars and at least a dozen of handles for bikes.

You put yours into one of them, not even bothering to lock it. Everyone knows each other here and everyone knows you.

A young person in the village mostly consisted of people in retirement.

“Alright, what do we have here,” said Diego as he followed you into the store that reminded him of something out of the 70s, really old school design and brands that he never heard of before.

“Everything is mostly homemade here,” you answered, making your way towards the fridge with cold drinks, opening it and throwing him a cola can, “except these bad boys.”

“Hell yeah,” he smirked and then looked around, but his gaze kind of kept wandering back at you, while you were too busy picking the right type and amount of groceries.

Why would you live here all by your lonesome?

“So..” you finally heard him say, as you checked out and we’re both putting the groceries into the deep basket on your bike, “you seem pretty chill with us being.. abnormal.”

You briefly looked up at him when your fingers accidentally touched between the cans of soda and glasses of milk and then your hand moved the other way, eyes too.

“Well.. who’s to say what’s normal and what’s not in this world, honestly?” you jumped on your seat when you were done with loading and started your ride back.

“I know,” he agreed, jogging way less intensely now as your pace appeared much slower, “but seven siblings all having some weird shit powers is... kind of crazy, don’t you think?”

That made you nod, “Yes, of course. But still, I’m not too baffled about this. What are the odds that a village person like me would even get into a situation like this?” you asked rhetorically, gaze fixed on the rocky-sandy road ahead, “You should accept life as it is! Confusion and denial are a waste of time,” you concluded and extended your left hand as you were driving past an apple tree and managed to rip two fruits at the same time, offering one to Diego - all while still riding a bike.

“I have my superpowers too,” you laughed a little and winked at him, making him flustered as he tried to hide it by biting into his apple.

“What do we have here?” Klaus welcomed both of you at the entrance to the summer house, topless and in a skirt.

“We just bought some groceries since we’re capable of eating the whole fridge out in a day,” Diego deadpanned as he - despite your protests - unloaded your bike storage and went into the house to put the bags there, his arms showing extra muscle that’s normally hidden when his body is relaxed.

Your stare lingered for longer than necessary and Klaus *definitely* picked upon that.

“Darling, if you want to get Diego, be a bit more straightforward with him. He’s a dum-dum,” with the last word he knocked on his own head with a finger and rolled his eyes, giggling playfully afterwards and smacking you on the shoulder.

You defensively did the same, blushing and looking anywhere but at Diego nor Klaus.

Hmmmm, such interesting trees you’re having at your own garden all of the sudden.

“But hey, we’ve all decided that before we start training for the inevitable doom of us all, we would take a break for at least a few days and just go to the beach. When we were coming up we noticed the sea behind all the forests, like.. four kilometres from here?” he looked at you with question, “Have you ever been to the beaches there? Could you guide us?”

You gave it thought only for a brief second and then nodded with a confident smile.

“Sure! I haven’t been there in a year or two but the beaches are still the same, I bet,” you answered and put your hands on hips in a cool posture.

“Thank god!” he impulsively hugged you and let go that instant, “otherwise Five said he wouldn’t let you go with us,” he pouted and then sighed, making his way towards their rusty turquoise-ish car.

You followed him, his words piquing your interest.

“Why does he hate me so much? And why is his name Five?” you narrowed your eyes, plopping yourself on the front seat and sat sideways so you could look at Klaus while talking to him.

“Well, darling...” he started, animatedly throwing his arms in the air, “Five was always a strict man, especially after he came from the future, where he spent like billion years and now he’s 50 year old and always shoves this fact into our young baby faces,” he clearly complained and with annoyed expression continued, “and he’s Five because my name is “officially” Four, but Five was the only one of us who disappeared from the house before our dad even bothered to give us names instead of numbers,” he finished but then remembered and continued, “Actually, it was our AI robotic mom Grace who gave us names,” now he was finished, from somewhere materialising a bottle in his hand and taking a sip from it.

“Anyways, beach trip, babeyyyy!”

“Huh..” you just blinked a few times at him as you heard a hoard of different voices going your way.

You wanted to get out of the car to let them sit however they wanted - you were the odd one out after all - but then they all hoarded in there so quickly that you couldn’t even react, being left in the front seat.

Driver’s seat next to you was empty for now.

As you looked back, Klaus was sitting right behind you, next to him Vanya and on the other side Diego, looking out the window.

Behind them was supposed to be a storage area but they apparently turned it into some diy seats as well, Luther and Allison sitting there, not minding the small space.

Soon the blue sort-of-teleport appeared next to you at the driver’s place and Five briefly threw his gaze at you, swiftly starting the car.

The whole inside of the vehicle roared and you were on your way towards the beach, with you as a main gps they had.

Lovely taglist: @radcloudenthusiast @spacenerdpascal @white-wolf-buckaroo @a-girl-who-loves-disney @undead--ghost

NEXT PART→

#diego x reader #diego hargreeves x reader #tua diego #diego reader insert #the umbrella academy #tua fanfic #umbrella academy x reader #diego hargreeves #number two #number two x reader

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babysizedfics · 3 years

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Poor roman :( but that being said I am heka interested in 5

remus humiliates roman in front of jamal (but jamal is a sweetheart)

vote from this concept voting post!

TWs: swearing, emotional humiliation, arguing, remus is generally pretty mean in this - not "unsympathetic" but his behaviour is not ok, brief alcohol mention but it isnt a main feature

first some background info on remus and ro:

roman and remus' friend groups actually run parallel to each other by pure councidence in that theyre the same age and are both in the local queer scene

usually they only run into each other on nights out and avoid each other like the plague... until one of romans friends and one of remus' friends become a very serious couple and the friendship groups merge

remus tends to hang it over romans head whenever they argue or remus just feels like teasing him that he could so so easily spill romans secret littlespace to all his friends

and while roman claims to not care he also really doesnt want that to happen, especially the specific things remus threatens to reveal (namely him calling his cgs mommy and daddy, and his fear of the dark - which remus knows are romans biggest embarrassments)

and remus never USUALLY actually follows through on his threats, he loves to freak roman out but he doesnt mean to be intentionslly cruel.

but one night theyve had an argument recently and remus is out to hurt roman and finally follows through on his threat to reveal romans secrets. in front of jamal

((the actual incident below the cut))

all the friends are walking back from a night out, and remus hangs back from the group to talk to jamal. roman is just glaring at remus and not saying anything and holding jamals hand tightly. remus hasnt embarrassed him too bad so far, just asking jamal questions and referring to roman as his "baby brother" which is so annoying, but the thing is roman can tell hes building up to something

then suddenly remus smirks when he sees a completely pitch black side street thats theyre about to pass by, and he calls out to everyone "hey guys, there's a 24/7 mcdonalds through here and its a shortcut to the bus stop" and everyones like WOO mcdonalds and redirects to go down the side street

and romans heart pounds watching the friends all filter down the street without a second thought, theres no streetlights down there, theres light on the other side quite far away, but before that its SO DARK. and he freezes in place and jamal is tugged back by it and looks back at him. "babe, come on"

romans starting to feel shaky and he literally cant move his feet. his eyes flick between the street and remus' sadistic cocky smirk.

"whats wrong baby bro? you stuck or something?" remus leers with that stupid stupid smirk

and roman HATES him so so much

"ro, what's the matter?" jamal asks

"i- um," roman stutters, trying to keep his voice from shaking too much at the sight of his friends just having DISAPPEARED into the darkness - how are they okay with that?? "i- im not hungry"

"okay well i am, and remus said it was a shortcut anyway so-"

"i-i -- no i can't"

seraphina, romans best friend, looks back and notices whats happening and quickly jogs over (knowing roman is scared of the dark) "hey roma, it's okay we dont have to go down there" she soothes

jamal is supportive but he doesnt get it. he thinks roman is scared of criminals or smth. "i promise theres no one bad down there, hun. and i'll be right next to you the whole time, i'll protect you" and he smiles and tugs romans hand to pull him towards the side street

romans eyes quickly tear up and he panics and rambles "nononono dont please please i cant i cant" in a broken voice and plants his feet firmly on the ground, paralysed with fear

remus starts cackling "ohhhhh thats right~" as if he just remembered. "my baby brother's terrified of the dark, isn't he?"

"f*ck off, re" sera barks, standing between the twins, protective of roman

"wait, are you?" jamal asks sounding surprised. roman doesnt let himself look at him, too busy watching remus warily and knowing thats not all he has planned to embarrass roman

remus goes on, shouting out to jamal over sera's head "he's petrified!" he confirms sounding delighted. "yknow that massive blackout last summer? he cried like a baby. literally sobbing for his daddy patton to make it go away"

theres a brief silence because no, sera and jamal didnt expect remus to refer to patton as romans daddy - they both know roman calls him dad but this is a surprise.

and that one second of silence drags on for ages for roman, all he can hear is his heart pounding in his ears and remus' obnoxious laughter

he is shaking, frozen in shock rather than fear now. for all of remus' teasing threats at home, he didnt expect remus to actually do it. hes devastated and humiliated that remus told to his best friend and especially his BOYFRIEND of all ppl

and honestly he's not even thinking about the pitch black side street right now because the streetlights on the main road are blurred by tears welling in his eyes anyway

"why dont you just leave him alone!" sera hisses furiously after her mild shock

then jamal bounces back rlly stern to remus "yeah i already know about that! roman told me and it was HIS choice to tell me"

roman stares at him in disbelief but jamal is too busy staring daggers at remus to notice

remus looks suddenly offended and frowns. hes clearly hurt that the others dont think its funny "jeez youre both such bores. im just having some fun"

"youre demented if you think thats fun" seraphina growls and shoves remus away towards the sidestreet. remus rolls his eyes and runs ahead to join the others who are all oblivious to that coversation, howling with drunken laughter in the pitch black and jumping out and scaring each other

"f*cking prick" jamal calls after remus, seething

sera quickly throws a concerned look to roman "you okay?"

roman just swallows thickly and looks between seraphina and where he saw remus join the others in the pitch black. his stomach churns at the idea of remus telling more people. "i-is he gonna--"

"im on it" sera nods and starts turning around "i wont let him tell anyone else, roma, promise" then she runs ahead to keep an eye on remus and to give him and jamal some privacy

after a moment jamal turns back to roman looking so worried and holds his hands and asks very gently "babe, can you tell me how youre feeling?"

and roman is teary but he whispers "i - you stuck up for me"

jamal looks suddenly sad and cups romans cheek "of course i did"

"but you said i told you about it. i- i didnt tell you that i-" roman gulps after his voice wobbles "i didnt tell you about it"

and jamal smiles sadly and goes "i know babe... im sorry, i just didnt wanna give him any more power. it seemed like he's held that over you for a while"

suddenly the tears in romans eyes overspill and he doesnt really know why but he can't stop them

jama gasps a little "oh roman, its ok" and just pulls him into a tight hug

roman clings and sniffles, glad that he can hide his tears from his boyfriend even if it is in his neck.

and jamal just strokes his back and whispers "its ok baby, its ok" **

they talk about it quietly as they take the longer, well-lit route instead. roman admits he would never have told jamal abt his fear on his own - and the reason he's been avoiding staying overnight at jamals apartment is bc the one time he did he got so scared of the dark that he couldnt sleep and was just anxious all night but wouldnt wake jamal to tell him

after jamal finds out hes like baby why didnt u tell me its okay and comforts him about it not being embarrassing or childish. then:

"so you do actually want to stay at mine, its just because its so dark that you didnt?"

roman nods shyly "yeah... im sorry i know its a dumb fear i just-"

"its not dumb ro. i meant to say if it works for you, we could leave the hall light on and the door open. its not like i live with anyone who can walk in."

roman blinks "wait you - really? it wont make it hard for you to sleep?"

jamal smiles softly "no hun, honestly i could sleep anywhere. i fell asleep in the middle of the day in the staffroom just last month"

roman laughs, so so so relieved

"so... maybe next time you come over for dinner you could stay the night, yeah?" jamal says with a smile and a blush. he wraps his arm around romans waist and pulls him in, hip to hip

roman bites his lip and blushes. after a moment he suggests shyly "im free tonight..."

and jamal smiles so big, stops walking and puts his arm up to romans chest to stop him too then angles romans jaw down to kiss him

in the near future jamal promises to buy a plain nightlight and always leaves it on for roman when he stays overnight from then on

**side note: roman could never stand anyone calling him baby before because he felt infantilised at school becaus of his undiagnosed adhd. so he sees it as a derogatory name more than anything. but when jamal says it roman feels so warm and respected because he knows jamal would never mean it in that way. so jamal has "baby" rights basically

#swearing tw #little angst #long post #chaotic cousin remus #little/big concepts #asks #tumblebee the smol bean

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