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jujutsubaby · 4 months

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after hours (part 1)

☆ pairing: toji x afab!reader ☆ summary: toji, your objectively hot neighbor, needs a babysitter, and you need some cash. however, things are getting weird because he hasn't paid you in a week and rent is due... ☆ warnings: 18+. MINORS DNI. choking, oral sex (f!recieving), implied parent death, some public nudity, slight power dynamic ☆ tags: modernAU, babysittingAU ☆ a/n: lowkey wrote this with one hand if you catch my drift ꈍ .̮ ꈍ i'm thinking about doing more parts loosely based off of each other following y/n and a love triangle between gojo and toji. yes, they will be horny and yes i will *try* to have some plot let me LIVE okay (°◡°♡) let me know if that's something people are interested in :3 🖤🤍 series masterlist 🤍🖤

"megumiiii~", you sing lightly, "it's time for beeed". it's way past 9pm, and if toji finds out his son was 30 minutes past his bedtime, he'll never let you forget the next time you babysit. not that you have any issue babysitting for your extremely built, ripped, hot, dilf of a neighbor, that is.

megumi groans and tears start lining his little eyes. "but i don't wanna~" he cries out. "there's only 30 minutes left on this show...", he tries to beg. you pick up the candy wrappers you secretly gave megumi after dinner as a treat for eating his veggies.

"okay, first of all, i let you stay up way longer than i should have. second, there's no way in hell am i gonna let you stay up and watch...oh god. you're watching euphoria?!" you exclaim, eyes widening at the thought of megumi watching all the inappropriate content without you even realizing. you hope it's too late in the night and he's far too sleepy and tired to actually retain anything he just watched. you grab the tv remote and turn it off, and pick up megumi in your arms. "c'mon bubs, you've got school tomorrow, and your daddy will be home soon", you whisper softly in his ear.

megumi yawns and mumbles while slowly drifting off. "but i'm not even that sweepyy...". by the time you make it upstairs to his room, megumi is knocked out. you smile softly at him, before quitely closing the door and heading downstairs to the living room to clean up the mess megumi had made.

you look at the time again. 9:45...toji should be back soon, you think to yourself. you decide on reviewing some of your notes for a final next week while euphoria continues to play on the background. you've personally never watched the show, but your roommate, shoko, was obsessed with jacob elordi and loved euphoria, but there was far too much nudity in it for you.

as if right on cue, shoko shoots you a text.

shoko: pls tell me ur balls deep in toji rn babe me n utahime are bored as hell and we need something exciting this friday night 😭

you giggle. it was no secret between you and three that your next door neighbor was insanely hot. you guys always joke about sleeping with toji. you quickly type back:

y/n: stfu what if he was next to me and read this text huh? never gonna happen you know that 🙄

it’s not like you’re not not down for that. you just don’t want to be all over him like everyone else in the neighborhood. you and shoko have seen the way some of these girls did not know how to act on nextdoor whenever toji went on one of his shirtless runs or drove megumi to and from school.

it’s also not like you’re a total virgin either. you’ve had your fair share of ex-boyfriends in the past, but you won’t lie…it has been a while since you’ve been with someone. your thoughts are interrupted by a response from shoko.

shoko: riiiighttt, that's why you asked to borrow my shortest n sluttiest skirt to "babysit" tn 😏

you shake your head, scoffing at your cheeky roommate. you love her, but there's a final next week that isn't going to pass itself. muting the show and putting on your headphones, you get lost in your class notes, reviewing all the important key points and ideas before your final next week. you don’t even notice toji opening the door and his keys clanging on the table as he takes off his shoes and groans after a long day of…work? you’re not entirely sure what he does for a living but you never really bothered to ask. and it’s partially why you were feeling nervous to ask toji about your babysitting payment for the last week, as he hadn’t paid you at all for it. toji heads to the kitchen and opens a cold bottle of beer and saunters to the living room, only to be met with a pair of 4k hd bare titties on the 60 inch tv in his living room and you on the sofa.

toji clears his throat loudly. “whatcha watching, y/n?”, he says cheekily. you look up at toji, startled by his entrance, and you look at the tv, and squeal at what’s on display.

“oh my god, mr. fushiguro! i-i-i have no ideas w-what’s playing. ohmygodidon’tevenknowwhatshowisplaying-” you start rambling, looking around frantically for the remote to turn the tv off.

“relax, y/n-kun”, toji coos. “i’m not judging you. never known anyone to do their best studyin’ while there are a pair of tits on screen, but you always find a way to surprise me.” toji chuckles as you turn off the tv, and moves closer to you so he can sit across the sofa.

“stop teasing me, mr. fushiguro~”, you whine., crossing your arms and pouting. “you know i’d never-“

“c’mon y/n, how many times do i have to tell you to call me toji? i’m not that much older than you, you know that right?”, toji reminds you.

your pout slowly turns into a smile as you laugh slightly. “okay, whatever you say, boomer,” you tease. you and toji both laugh gingerly. you both stare at the blank tv screen, marinating in the comfortable silence you both were familiar with. toji was right when he said he wasn’t much older than you. he was, after all, your age when he had megumi and was somehow making ends meet as a single parent, although you would be lying if you said you hadn’t seen a few women here and there that toji brought home every so often. it was never the same girl more than once, but you definitely knew he had some game, whether you liked it or not. wait, do you not like that he brings girls over?

you shift uncomfortably on the couch as you recall the uncomfortable conversation you need to have with toji. he senses the change in your mood and how you body stiffened up instead of its usually relaxed posture. toji frowns. “hey, what’s on your mind, pumpkin?”

“umm…well, i hope you don’t mind me asking this but…well, i’ve got to pay my portion of rent soon. a-and i’ve noticed that i haven’t gotten paid for the last w-week yet. sorry, i know things are rough but…i was wondering…” you trail off, pleading inside that toji can fill in the blanks himself and can figure out what you’re asking.

toji shifts towards you and locks eyes with you. you don’t really know what you were expecting to see but it sure wasn’t him smirking. you swear you saw a twinkle of playfulness in his eyes as he inches closer and closer to you. almost instinctively, you clench your thighs together, trying really hard not to think about the effect locking eyes with toji has on you.

“aw, i’m sorry, pumpkin.” toji feigns sympathy to you. “you see, i was going to pay you last week. remember when you went to tuck megumi in after last thursday? i had an envelope with the cash i owed you, and i went to put it in your bag, when your laptop chimed with a new message.” your face immediately drops. this can’t be what you think it is. you’re not entirely sure what toji could’ve seen, but also, isn’t this a violation of your privacy? you hold your breath and gulp, daring not to let toji sense how nervous you are.

“oh god, y/n. i didn’t want to look but it’s hard to look away when there’s a message that says ‘so have you fucked your hot dilf neighbor yet?’ don’t tell me you were only babysitting for me because you wanted me?” toji asks, raising an eyebrow, the scar near his lip lifting up slightly in a teasing grin.

“i-i don’t know w-what you’re talking about, toji~ why were you looking at my messages!” you accuse, your face growing hotter by the second with embarrassment and…lust? wait what no, he’s your neighbor you can’t do this! you can feel your panties getting more soaked by the second and you cannot bear to look at toji’s stupid handsome face, so you look at his hands. the way his large fingers rest on the sofa. how would they look around your neck? oh my god, snap out of it!

“why are you telling everyone but me you think i’m hot?” he counters, pulling you from your thoughts. “that reallyyy hurts my feelings, y/n-kun”, toji says as he pretends to pout. wait, when did he get so close to you?

“it’s s-so unprofessional i didn’t want to-“ you start rambling. toji is right next to you, his knees touching your knees. he stops you mid sentence by using his hands that are practically the size of your face to grab your jaw and force you to face him, as you let out a pathetic little whine.

“cut the shit, pumpkin. it’s just babysitting, okay. it’s not that serious,” toji spits harshly. every muscle in your body is on fire, and you have to actively prevent your eyes from rolling back. you swear you had a fantasy dream like this once (oh god, was it with toji?).

“don’t think i don’t see you looking sooo disappointed when i bring yet another girl home with me. hell, it even makes me feel bad…” toji trails off, as he loosens his grip on your jaw, slowly using his fingers to trace your jawline. you shiver at his touch. “hell, even i feel bad when i see your sad sad face drop. my poor girl…”, toji feigns a frown as he starts to softly trace the outline of your lips.

instinctively, you let out a quite moan when his fingers touch your lips. “i do, toji. i feel so sad when i see you with those other girls. i can’t stand it when someone else has you.” you confess, almost embarrassingly easily. your wide bambi eyes look at toji’s, and you’re not sure if you want to cry or beeline back to your place and forget this ever happened. or perhaps a secret third option where you give in to the desires you’ve had all along?

toji groans deeply as he shifts slightly in his seat, but before you’re able to look down and see the hardening tent in his pants, toji shoves his index and middle fingers into your mouth, taking you by surprise. you stifle out a moan before toji sticks them deeper down your throat.

he doesn’t even have to ask you to suck on them as you instinctively start to do so, making a show of gagging on them for toji’s pleasure. you feel warm as you hear toji let out a groan as he slips in a third finger, making you choke on them. your moans vibrate against his fingers and he hums in approval of how well you’re doing with no instruction from him.

“you’re doing so well, pumpkin,” toji hums, a string of saliva connecting his fingers to your mouth as he slowly takes his fingers out of your mouth.

alright, fuck it. this sends you over the edge. your lips crash into toji’s, teeth hitting each as you both get to know the shape of each others mouths. you bite his lip and that’s all it takes for toji to pull you onto his lap and deepen the kiss with his tongue, exploring every inch of your mouth. you feel the vibrations of his groans and your hips grind into his thigh as you put your arms around his neck, pulling yourself as close as you can to him. your legs wrap around his torso as his hands grab your ass harshly. you let out a yelp into his mouth, daring not to end the kiss.

“oh you’ve been waiting for this haven’t you, pumpkin?” toji breaths against your neck after breaking the kiss. he begins to kiss your neck and you moan his name embarrassingly load.

“tojiiii~” you whine, “i need you, please~” you try to move your hips against him to feel some friction in the place you need it the most.

“shhh, you’re gonna wake m’gumi up,” he slurs in a low voice, already drunk off of your warmth. "not so fast, pumpkin", he says as he stills your hips, "i call the shots here." he grins and before you even know it, your back hits the sofa and he pulls your legs up on his shoulders.

you feel exposed, as shoko's pleated skirt does a poor job of leaving anything to the imagination, and all of a sudden, you really wish you wore your trusted boy shorts instead of your black lace thong under it. as he starts to kiss your ankles while looking deeply into your eyes, you see nothing but primal lust on his face. he lightly bites your ankle, making you slightly yelp before covering your mouth, remembering megumi upstairs.

toji's eyes wander to your sweet spot, and it's taking everything in you not to thrust your soaking core into his hungry face. "oh, is that where you want me to touch you?" he teases, his hands running down softly from your ankles to your inner thigh. your hips wiggle side to side, hoping his fingers end up grazing your aching core, but toji holds you hips down roughly. he scoots back and peppers your leg with kisses, slowly inching up and up until he's mere inches away from your panties.

he plants a wet kiss on your clothed mound and you let out a pathetic mewl as toji shoots his head up and stops dead in his tracks. "make another noise, pumpkin, and we end this right now and you go home frustrated and upset." he warns. unfortunately, this turns you on even more and your hands are over your mouth immediately, eyes shut closed, praying toji pities you and gives you some release.

you feel toji take off your panties agonizingly slowly, and your breath hitches. "oh, your panties are fully ruined. better get rid of them." toji says as he tosses them somewhere across the room.

"it's your fault..." you say, you voice a low whisper through your hands.

toji starts back at your mound again and moans into the kiss in agreement. his fingers lightly touch your core, and you shiver in anticipation. "oh, this is where your sensitive, right?" toji teases, as his fingers finally start circling the part of your delicate bud you've been aching for toji to touch. you bite your hand to prevent yourself from moaning loudly, and take deep breaths so to not make any noise.

toji starts circling your sensitive bud with his fingers, moving with your hips as you get to a rhythm that has you on cloud nine. you feel the familiar build up beginning, when toji abruptly takes his fingers away, leaving you breathless and practically whining from his lack of touch. "ohhh, don't worry, pumpkin. i just wanna taste you," he coos, before diving mouth first into your sensitive bud once more, tasting every inch of your delicate core.

this time, you're unable to hold back and your deep breaths are practically moans. you're laughing, whining, crying...you're not actually sure. you're mind is clouded by the pleasure toji's tongue is sending through your body.

toji's fingers start teasing your entrance as your hips buckle and you start grinding on his face. you're making a mess on his sofa but you don't even care, and neither does toji. "oh, toji, fuck~ that feels...soo good...fuck~" you whine. you're practically begging for his fingers inside you, and toji finally complies and inserts his finger inside you.

"please toji~", you whisper, "i need more, please, please."

"wow, someone's a bit greedy. one finger just isn't enough for a slut like you, huh?" toji chides, the vibrations of his voice going straight to your body. he inserts two more fingers, and you feel a pang of pain, which makes you yelp.

"toji~ it's too much," you cry out, unable to handle three of his large fingers inside you at once.

"oh, now it's a problem? you can take it, pumpkin." toji encourages, moving his fingers at a moderate pace while his mouth is still playing with your delicate bud. the pain slowly turns into pleasure, and the pleasure slowly turns into an inevitable build up that's starting to cloud your vision.

"toji~" you whine. "i'm getting so close, please..." you trail off, trying your hardest to lower your moans.

"please what?" toji asks, knowing full well what you wanted, and that he was the only person able to give it you. toji's member was practically begging for escape against his dark pants, but he was far too drunk on your sweet nectar. he doesn't remember the last time he tasted someone as addicting as you.

"please, can i...c-can i...?" you don't get to finish your sentence before toji groans a "yes" into your core, and the dam that had been building finally burst as you release all over toji's face.

you pant heavily as you finish, hoping you weren't too loud. toji lifts his head from between your legs and immediately darts to your lips, kissing you deeply before you can say anything. you moan into the kiss, still feeling the effects of your orgasm rippling through your sensitive body. you taste yourself in toji's kiss and you never want it to end. a whine escapes your mouth when toji's lips finally disconnect from yours, an unashamed smile playing on toji's face. "did you like that, pumpkin?" he asks.

you're still catching your breath as you nod and smile, gazing at him softly. you can't help but want to return the favor for toji, as you slowly get up and scan toji up and down. god, he's so fucking fit.

you scoot closer to toji, maintaining eye contact, and placing your hands on his upper thigh. oh my god, his legs are just pure rock hard muscle. your hands shake slightly as they make their way on top of toji's hard straining member. toji chuckles as you grasp him over his dark pants, stopping you in your tracks by grabbing your wrist and moving it away from him.

"woah, hold on there y/n. it's 11pm. a bit too late to start something now, dontcha think?" he inquires, raising his eyebrows at you.

heat rises to your cheeks and you feel so embarrassed you could combust. oh my god, wait, does he not want you to return the favor? the insecurity showed up immediately on your face, with your lips frowning and eyebrows scrunching. toji cups the side of your face endearingly and his thumb grazes your lower lip before letting it sit there.

"hey, don't give me that look. i want this. i want you but...it's late. megumi has school tomorrow and it's parent teacher night. i know you have class, too," he explains.

you pout, but not before sucking toji's thumb that was grazing your lower lip and giving it a wet kiss. "that's not fair~ i really want to return the favor toji..." your voice trails, as you already know this conversation is over. you sigh as you turn away from him and reach for your notebook and laptop on the coffee table. you get up and bend down to grab your bag and start packing your belongings and fishing out your keys.

you hear toji hum and turn around to see the gears twisting in his dark eyes that are fixated on you. wait, hold on. he's not looking at you. he's looking at your ass. and he's being so obvious and unashamed about it, too!

you blush and roll your eyes as you chide toji. "wow, so you don't want me to suck your dick but you're gonna look at my ass as i leave?"

toji laughs earnestly and the sound of his laughter makes you feel warm and relaxed inside. you could probably live the rest of your life hearing that laugh. wait, what? rest of your life?

"first off, i do want you to suck me off, pumpkin. second, am i not allowed to respectfully admire? anyway, i was thinking. maybe you come with us to the parent-teacher meeting tomorrow? you practically help the kid with his homework every other night, and i think he really sees you as someone he can trust." toji says, bringing you out of your thoughts. you notice the hidden solitude behind his eyes, and feel a pang of melancholy in your heart. you don't know much about toji and megumi's mom, and you never thought it appropriate to discuss with either one of them, so you always let it be. a part of you is curious and another part is afraid to touch such a vulnerable side to toji, fearing it may alter your relationship with him permanently.

"we can grab dinner before, too. my treat." toji winks, and you scoff. he never even makes sure there's food for you at home before he leaves, always leaving you to pay for your own dinner every night you babysit, let alone pay a meal for you.

you roll your eyes, trying to act upset, but a giggle breaks out anyway. "yeah, i'd love to." you respond genuinely.

you finish packing up your things before searching for your discarded panties in toji's living room. "looking for these?" toji teases, holding up your lacy black thong, still ruined with the mess you made earlier today.

"give 'em back, toji~" you say, trying to reach for the panties from toji, before he stuffs them in his pocket.

"i think i'll keep these actually. they need to go in the laundry anyway, might as well be here." he teases, as you pout. toji cracks an evil grin, knowing deep down you must love having to go back home without any panties in your short skirt.

and he was right, you kinda did love it. a blush creeps up to your cheeks as you shake your head in dismay. "you're so fuckin' annoying, y'know?" you say as toji interlaces his fingers with yours as he walks to you to the door.

"yeah, i know. let's see if you're still that mouthy after you choke on me tomorrow," toji says, giving you a playfully menacing look.

the cool air of the late night nips at your skin, making you shiver, but you know deep down that has more to do with thinking about all the things toji will do to your poor throat tomorrow evening. "hm, we'll see...," you say, as your breath hitches slightly. you stand up on your tippy toes to give a quick peck goodnight to toji.

you honestly should've known better because toji immediately leans forward and turns the quick kiss into a deep make out session in the chill yet humid night air. he's quick to grab your ass, and you're quick to regain your senses and break off the kiss. oh my god, what if someone saw us, you think, recalling all the girls in the neighborhood that fawn over toji and the fact that you weren't wearing panties thanks to toji.

"stop toji~ it's late like you said," you whine, wriggling out of his strong grasp. you turns you around, you back flush against him and he laughs into your neck, arms wrapping your hips tightly from behind.

he releases you but not before giving you one last squeeze. "goodnight, pumpkin."

"night, toji," you say softly as you turn around and head to your car in the driveway. you do a poor job of pulling your skirt down as low as it can possibly get without you looking incredibly stupid, and cross your arms in the cold breeze.

you hear the door close, and start up the car engine and back out, relying only on muscle memory to get you home, as you spend the entire five minute car ride thinking solely about everything that happened today. how were you ready for another release already? you make a mental note to charge your vibrator when you get back to your apartment.

just as you pulled into the drive way, you jaw fell and you remembered. oh shit wait, he still hasn't paid me.

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pettydollie · 3 months

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dad!matt or dad!chris u choose :)

DONT EVEN LET ME TELL U BC LEMME TELL U, matt is a girl dad. like yeahhh ig i could see him with boys but think of tough matt with little princesses who dress him up for tea parties 🥹

when they're babies, he always takes pictures whenever u dress them up in cute lil fits with matching head accessories.

he gets really angry whenever nick or chris (more chris tho) swear infront of his kids !!! they could both be babies, however, what if thats their first word?? "shit, they're so cute." chris grins, tickling them lightly. matt smacks his arm aggressively "ow!"

pretends to fight them LMAOO one of your girls is really tired but refuses to go to sleep, so you pull out the big guns, your husband. u guys know how he always has beef with the camera? 😭😭 he swings (much more cautiously) at the chunky baby and when she jabs his shoulder, he winces dramatically in pain. this tires her out and she eventually falls asleep right next to her daddy

they won't stop crying one night, you're on the verge of breaking down with them and matt gets out of bed, walks over to the crib, picks both of them up (their sobbing winds down a bit), and kisses your lips. "i'll be back in a few. get some sleep sweetheart." and walks out of the room

you didnt wake up all night. and like your husband promised, he was right next to you in bed, snoring softly.

he has a hard time saying no for sure. its sunday and the kids have school tomorrow but they wanna go out. "daddy can we go to the park?" he shakes his head, "dinner's soon, baby, maybe next weekend" both of your girls pout and shrug without arguing, but still, he gives in

pushes them to be social. he'll be at the store and ask one of them to ask someone where the tripods are or something. she does it without a problem because matt's teaching them that they don't have to be afraid like he was

now in their pre-teens, they're starting to explore the world of beauty. "daddy." one taps his shoulder while he's on facetime with nick on the couch. "can you ask mommy if i can use some of her makeup?" she played with her fingers impatiently. he raises a brow. "you don't wanna ask her?" she shakes her head. "she might say no to me, but she'll say yes to you."

he chuckles lightly, "baby, why would she say no to you?" she shrugs. "i dunno." her answer made herself realize that there's no reason not to ask. she nods to herself, skipping away to find you

one night, you're braiding their soft hair while humming a song you three like. they sing the words aloud, causing you to giggle and begin singing with them. it's a really girly song by the way, so when matt stumbles into the room and the girls plead him to sing along to 'call me maybe', he looks at you. you grin and he mocks you before joining in

you think your girls are very mature teenagers. they're both 16 and have already had the talk about sex, drugs, violence, etc. knowing this, you're in shock when one night, you and matt are getting it on in the bedroom (you guys made sure to lock the door dw), you thought you were being quiet, but were proven wrong when you hear both of them giggling to themselves. matt hears this too and pauses alltogether. you whine quietly before he whispers "shh" and looks at the door. "go to sleep!" he yells, hearing them run away laughing. he gets right back to work when hes done, pretending that never happened LOL

#matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo #𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓽 𝓼𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓸𝓵𝓸 #matthew sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo fluff #matt sturniolo x reader fluff #dad matt sturniolo #matt sturniolo x y.n #dad!matt sturniolo

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c-h-i-m-es · 9 months

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itadori yuuji

based on a dream i had oof and in honor of beginning of shibuya arc AND ITADORI BEING THE GREENEST GREEN FLAG EVER😭🫶🏻

"bye y/n, see ya' tomorrow." you wave your friend goodbye as you both have your houses opposite ways. it is already an hour after the final bell rang but you being a member of the student council, had to say back to go over the activities planned for the school festival with other members.

you turn away and walk away from the school gates as you make a mental note of some things you have to get from the department store before you actually go home.

"hey pretty girl, where are you going?" your heartbeat quickens when you find two men walking besides you. you think of ignoring them and fasten your walking pace. they laugh, "why are you trying to get away?"

it is the first time you're encountering creeps like this and you're too scared to think about what to do. one of the guy grabs your wrist, making you stop, "why don't we drop you home, yeah?"

you struggle of get your hand away from his grip. you close your eyes and let out a breath and open them again as you face the two old men in front of you. disgusting.

"i am actually with a friend. he should be getting here soon, so you can go your own ways." you thought that if you announce that you have a boy with you, they'd leave you alone but they just chuckle.

"oh yeah? you can just forget about him and come-" the man couldn't finish his sentence as you're joined by another person. all three pairs of eyes are on the new company you've got.

you let out a sigh of relief as you recognized the new person to be itadori yuuji, one of your classmates. he is looking at the two men with a stern expression on his face and he yanks the man's hands off of your wrist.

"itadori.." you mumble his name as he comes between you and the two men. "you don't have to trouble yourself, i am here so i'm gonna take her from here." he tightens his grip on the man's wrist, and him being physically strong, the man winces and pulls his hand away from itadori.

itadori grabs your wrist and starts walking away from them. you keep yourself close to him in case they do something again. thankfully the guys didn't bother again but still itadori holds your wrist, only letting go after getting quite away from the place where they were.

he stops and looks behind, letting out a breath when he sees no one behind you two, he lets go of your hand and cups your face, looking at you, "are you okay? did they hurt you?" he asked, worried if he was late.

you shake your head, "no. i am fine. thank you so much." you keep your hands on top of his own, "that.. was really scary." you close your eyes and take slow steady breaths, in and out.

you stay in the same position and when you finally open your eyes, you find itadori's face full of worry. you smile at him, "i'm fine now though. don't worry."

he gives you a little smile, "let me drop you home, okay?" you nod, no way you could say no to that cute face. luickly, you were already on pretty friendly terms with him so it wasn't awkward even when you had nothing really to say to him on the way back.

"what were you doing at this hour?" you ask, since he is still in his school uniform and he was coming from your school's direction before. " oh.." he chuckles and scratches the back of his head, "our club had a meeting. you know since the club doesn't do actual club like works, but it is fun to be around them."

you smile at him, "yeah i get it. hey i need to stop by the store to get some things. you can go."

"woah you're telling that as if you wanna get rid of me." you look at him and quickly shake you head, "no no that's not what i meant." you huff out a breath when you see him laugh at you, "so not funny you know."

"no it was funny.. sorry." he stops laughing and looks at you with a smile, "let me accompany you, yeah?" you start walking ahead, "yeah sure. whatever you wanna do."

#jjk x reader #itadori yuji x reader #itadori x reader #jjk imagines #jujutsu kaisen #when will it be my turn #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jjk fluff

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mvltisstuff · 1 year

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this town - e.b

summary: buck tells his kids the story of him and y/n.

evan buckley x reader

a/n: ok so someone left this as a request and i accidentally posted it too early 😭 but i still wanted to do it and i hope they find it :(

buck was sitting on the couch in his and y/n's home, when he heard little footsteps roll down the stairs and sneak up behind him. he was home alone tonight for a bit while y/n was finishing up her shift, which meant he was the one to put them to bed and get them ready. usually, both of them would put them to sleep, so buck was ready for a night of complaints and the kids missing their mother.

"alright guys, it's almost time for bed!" buck turns around to face them.

"but we wanna wait for mom to come home! she's always home when we go to bed!" their oldest complains, and buck is ready for the battle with his 6 year old son.

"i know, buddy. but moms just finishing up at work. she'll be home soon."

"we want you and mama,” their youngest daughter says in small words, being younger than her brother.

"i know, but she'll be home to give you guys a kiss in bed.” he says, rubbing their sons head.

"can we wait for her, please! we don't have school tomorrow either so we can stay up later." buck contemplated whether he should send them to bed, but he was still outnumbered. he knows he should be the one to tell them to go to bed because he is their father, but there is nothing he hates more than the people he loves being sad.

"fine, but i'm not taking the blame when mom is upset you two aren't in bed!" he jokes with them, moving around so they can sit comfortably with him.

“can we have a story, dad?” his smallest asks, snuggled with her head on his stomach and small body between his legs. buck pulls them both in and begins an old story from when they were young, a classic.

cuddled into bucks side, his son says, “cmon dad! can you tell us about you and mama?”

buck smiles, thinking of how to begin such a long story. “alright, alright. well, you know me and mama weren’t always fans of each other right?”

“what?” the boy asks, moving his head up with a shocked expression. “you hated each other?”

“well…” buck and y/n have always taught their kids not to say hate, as it can be such a strong word, but there really isn’t another word for how their relationship started. “i wouldn’t say hate. it was… rocky.”

after another week of having to be rivals at their station, fighting to keep their spot at the 118. having another dinner together, when y/n walked in, buck rolled his eyes and sighed. even when they were assigned together, he couldn’t help but complain. they were both good. and they couldn’t stand that about each other. they didn’t want to waste any time getting to know each other when they could fight instead. their egos were too big.

they started to think bobby put them together on purpose, “y/l/n, buck, are we gonna have a problem? you guys cannot tolerate each other and if you can’t learn to fix that then we will have one.” they sat in his office after being called in. they didn’t really know how to response, not being able to let up their stubbornness.

“sorry, cap. but don’t look at me.” buck says.

“really, buck? this is exactly why you are exhausting to be around.” y/n says, staring at the wall instead of at him.

“guys, stop. fix this, now. get a grip, and focus on work before i consider other measures.”

“then how did you get married if you hated each other?” their little girl asks.

“well, you wanna know what mama did next?” he asks them back.

“what did she do, dad?” the boy asks.

“your mom,” he presses his finger against his chest. “saved my life.”

“y/l/n, we have no response from buckley during head count,” bobby tells her.

“what? is he still in there?” she says, pointing at the hall building that was seconds from falling. bobby nods painfully, and y/n pulls on her helmet again.

“y/n? you can’t do back in there, we got a direct evacuation order…” bobby says with heartbreak at the closest thing he still has to a son.

“sorry, but he would break an order for any of us, cap.” y/n says, running back into the burning building that could be layered on top of buck right now.

“so if she didn’t find you, what would’ve happened?” buck doesn’t want to answer that question, because she is the reason he is alive. he would be dead without her.

“i don’t know, pal. but she is the reason i have you and everything i have.”

“so you stopped hating her?”

“i realized that we never really hated each other, we were just too much alike so i couldn’t handle someone with as much passion as i did,” buck says. “which is why we tell you kids to never say you hate someone, because you never know what could happen. but me and your mom, i had no idea what to say after. i owed her everything. she helped me all the time after that, so we got a lot closer and we learned to love each other for who we are.”

back to the world outside of his hospital room, finally, the team threw buck a huge party. y/n had driven him over, still having to help him with small tasks. his hand had gripped onto hers, still being prepared for the worst after that had happened to him. when he walked in, everyone was there. karen and hen, chim and maddie, athena and her family, eddie and christopher with carla. buck felt extreme amounts of overwhelming love, before he even realized that she had put this together for him.

as the party went on, and they went their separate ways to talk to different people around them, buck had finally found her again. even thought he was fighting to get back to work, he still got tired at the end of the night.

“hey, you having fun? feeling ok? do you need me to grab anything for you or ar-“ buck cuts her words off and pulls her in. he leaves a kiss on her lips, as a way to thank her without having to figure out the words yet. he didn’t actually have to, as they came spilling out seconds later.

“i love you, y/n. i truly don’t know how to repay you for any of this. you rescued me, i cant thank you enough, y/n. i’m so sorry, i put you through hell and you could’ve left me there-“

“i would never be able to live with myself if anything happened to you, buck. i love you, too.”

“we got married a few years later, and then you,” he nudges his son. “came along. and then you did, too. you two have no clue how happy everyone was when you arrived.”

“i’m glad mama saved you, dad.” his son says, still leaning into his side with tiredness forming in his words. his daughter was already asleep, knocked out in his lap.

“me too, kid. me too,” buck reminisces on all their memories together, finding out she was pregnant and when he proposed, and even the bad moments when they fought over dumb stuff. after a while of telling their son more miscellaneous stories about him and y/n, they both eventually dozed off into a sweet sleep.

y/n got home about 15 minutes after they had fallen asleep on the couch, and a grin grew on her face as she saw her kids both slumped on the couch over her husband. she walks over, not being able to remove the smile. she runs her hand over bucks hair, and his eyes flutter awake.

“hey, how were they? i see they didn’t want to go to bed,” she says.

“oh, you know. wanted to wait for you so i told them a story.”

“wow,” she looks at her son and daughter passed out over their dad. “must’ve been a good one then.”

“oh, you wouldn’t believe it.” buck smiles back up at her as they wake up their sleeping children. after tucking them in with their goodnight kisses, they make their way to end the night together as they always dreamed, even at that station years ago.

#911 #911onfox #bobby nash #eddie diaz #evan buck buckley x reader #evan buckley #evan buckley fanfic #evan buckley x reader #athena grant #henrietta wilson

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dinaanana · 2 months

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Headcannons About Chuuya being your Father figure.

Father figure!Chuuya x Teen!Reader (Platonic!)

TW: Nothing just Fuff/Crack a bit Of Violence mentioned

He's the best Father Figure anyone Could Ask for to he Honest.

We all know he's rich af. So he Buys You literally Anything you Need and Want (Even thought you never Mentioned it But he somehow Finds out)

If you're a Member In Port Mafia Aswell,Congrats You're 24/7 with him Always in his office Sitting Next him while he works or just Beside him always

If you're in PM aswell,You're lucky cuz he's gonna Be Your mentor (Doesn't matter what Mori says Y'all Just Tell him that you're his Kid and He agrees after some Time)

He's strict With Everyone else Except You ofc If you do anything wrong hell just Pat Your Head and tell you That It's okay that you should not worry over It. he ain't that soft With anyone Else,Just you and him in Closed doors.

Sometimes When you're down He takes you on Late night Rides on his Motorcycle With you sitting Behind him.

If you're a High schooler Hell Gladly Help you Out with all of your homework,But if hes Busy or is on a mission He'll tell Kouyou To help you out.

If you get in trouble at School You go Into Chuuya's Office And tell him That The principal wants to see him,so you bring Chuuya At school the next day,and everyone Is Staring At him with fear in their eyes (No one dared to Utter a Single Word)

He sometimes pulls up at your school with his Motorcycle (If he has time) to pick you up From school.

If you get an A+ on a test,He'll be Happy Pat your head and Tell you "You did good."

He Keeps you in His Penthouse All of the time when He's out on an important Mission Mori Gave him.

also the type of Mf To say "Don't open the door for strangers." And He Does the Pointer Finger Thing like "ah ah ah"

You just shrug your Shoulders and Nod "Okay,I won't,I won't."

"I'll Get goin Now See ya kiddo" He gives you a Little Wave before Leaving the Apartment and closing the door Making sure it's locked.

Also the type of Dad To sent you 100 Dollars when you just asked for 1 Dollar.

He'd be bestest Of the best Dad ,But he Won't always be in Good mood Always...He's an Port Mafia executive I guess that explains it,Sometimes he'll come home Mad,Stressed,Exhausted.

And tries his Best To control his Emotions Around you,Always Avoiding you when he's Upset,He doesn't wanna Accidently hurt you or say something That'll make you hate him.

Soo...Sometimes He Comes home really really Late...because of his Work Tired as hell,And you fall asleep On couch everytime you wait for him.when he Sees you He just Slides off His Coat that's Dropped on his shoulders Tossing it Somewhere Across the room and just Sits beside Your Sleeping Figure,He Puts A blanket over your body to Keep you warm carefully To not wake you up.

Then he just Goes over his Room on the balcony and lits up a cigarette To calm down a lil bit (He never smokes around you,He doesn't want you being disgusted after inhaling that shit)

Well Sometimes when He Doesn't have Work to do and has A day off,He Usually Makes You dinner himself,He's an amazing cook tbh And you enjoy his meals,if he doesn't know how to cook something you really want he searched it on YouTube Tutorials

But sometimes at late Nights,When you and him are Sitting on a couch in his Huge Living Room,He's usually Pouring Himself glass of Wine Or Just Straight up Drinking from The battle,Meanwhile you Are Doing your tomorrow's school work,Drawing,Playing,scrolling Etc

I HC him as that type of Dad that'll Give you A lot of money when he's drunk (For no reason) and tell you to Buy anything you want

Also the Type of Overprotective Kinda Dad that Will tell you no boyfriends till The age of 18 😭 "You're still a Lil kid,It's to Early for that!"

DOES not Know What TikTok means until you explain It to him,He just stares at You for few Moments. "Oh I get it now"

One time You and Chuuya were Exploring The PM Basements Trying to search for something or Someone (Idk)

After some kinda Minutes you lost him,Running back and forth and yelling his name Out while he yelled yours,Y'all couldn't find each other..You just walked around hoping you'll Find him Until you saw some Kind of Old Rusty room with Alot of spider Weebs and Went inside of it Just to see you man That had Exact Same Hairstyle As Chuuya but His Hair was blonde,And had Same Fedora Hat on,He was sitting on a desk Writing something and drinking a tea.

You couldn't see His Face because of The poor Light So you called him "Chuuya? What are you doing there?"

Silence filled the room,no one talked for good 2 minutes before Someone Went behind you and put A hand on your Shoulder "the hell are you doing here..?" It was Chuuya

"Chuuya? You here? But who is That man over there?" You point at Verlaine,while he's staring at you And Chuuya with Normal face Expression,You couldn't see his Eyes,Just his Mouth and Nose due to The Shadow of his Hat covering Half Of His upper face.

Chuuya Sighs As he Looks at Verlaine then back to you "That's my Big brother Verlaine..Thats why he Looks So much like me,I guess.." Chuuya has a Big brother?!

"Let's get Going now. Come on..".Chuuya takes Your wrist and drags you out not that harshly to hurt you,But Enough to pull you With him out of the basement.

After that day you didn't ask him anything,about why he was So hesitant and why Did he drag you out of There,Without even saying a word or a reason.

After some Begging he Lets you go down To visit His Brother..(He didn't Like seeing him That much as you know.)

After some time Passes by you almost visit Verlaine In his basement,He gets used to your sudden. And always awaits you Everyday,Sometimes you bring Food Or Tea down there To Give it to Verlane.

You talk Alot with him,But not Him,He Just Replies back with short Answers,But you're used to it anyways.

#bsd x you #bsd fandom #bungo stray dogs x reader #chuuya nakahara #bungou stray dogs chuuya #bungou stray dogs #bsd chuuya #chuuya x reader #bungou sd #bsd

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mamoonde · 10 months

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thinking about wcz seeming the "calmer/less reactive" parent (and he usually is) so wwx typically confided in his dad more... until wwx tells his dad "offhandedly" about his cool new friend in school who's really smart and funny and "perfect-looking, honestly" for over an hour, to which, wcz just "hmm"s and "ahh"s and "i see"s from where he's "tinkering w a talisman" (but has actually ruined the paper with huge blobs of ink).

wwx retires to his room with a, "we're gonna be best friends, i can tell!" and wcz chokes out a, "uh-huh, that's nice, a-ying."

and the moment the door closes, wcz dashes out of the study to where cssr is rush-ironing out their formal robes for the conference tomorrow (like he knew she would even though he'd reminded her about it everyday for the past 2 weeks) and blurts out in a panic, "A-YING IS IN LOVE!"

CSSR: He is? Really? And he told you that?? WCZ: Well, no, not exactly, he claims to wanna be this boy's best friend, but- CSSR: so why are you freaking out about this? it's just a friend- WCZ: No, you don't understand, he's your son, he had that look and- CSSR: Hey, what's that supposed to mean?! WCZ: He talked about the boy's 'perfect hair' for 15 mins and every other way he's perfect for the rest of the hour. CSSR: Oh. Huh. He is my son then. Who's the boy? Did he say? Maybe we can look him up! WCZ: No, he didn't, but that's not the point! A-Ying, our baby!!! Is in love!!!?!?!! CSR: And? WCZ: And!! He'll want to marry the boy!!! And move out!!! And never wanna see us again!!!! 😭 CSSR: Hold your horses there, buddy. If they do get married, which I imagine isn't going to be any time soon, I will demand visits, especially with the grandchildren- WCZ: Grandchildren!?!??!?! Nooo, not my baby!!! He's still too young for such things! CSSR: Our boy is almost 20, baba. WCZ: Yes, but he's our boy 🥺 CSSR: And he always will be, but remember, we weren't that much older when we made him- WCZ: Cangse...! CSSR: -and anyway, if you're feeling the empty nest now, we could always make another... 😘 WCZ: 😳 A-ahem. You should, uh. You'll burn our robes again.

Much Later in the Wei Household

CSSR pats WCZ's hand where it lay on her bare stomach. "There, another one cooking."

WCZ snorts. "Your period starts in two days, love, I highly doubt it."

"Spoilsport." CSSR blows a raspberry at him, then sighs with a smug smile. "Wait 'til I tell Qiren about this! We may not be Lans, but we Weis do fall pretty hard, you know." She boops his nose.

WCZ smiles. "That we do."

#mo dao zu shi #mdzs au #baba wei knows the signs #wcz #cssr #wwx #ten years later when wangxian finally work up the nerve to tell them they're dating wcz has reached zen about it #mamoonde fics #crossposted from twt

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yelshin · 1 year

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An: requested by @star583 sorry if this took long😭 | Wc: 6.1k (damn)

Tags: Xiao ignoring reader, angst with comfort at the end?, this is HIGHSCHOOL AU, reader is described to have social anxiety, negative thoughts

Xiao doesn't believe in love, He usually spend his whole school year alone. But not until you transfer and became his group partner.

"Excuse me have you seen anyone named 'Xiao'?" Walking up to the nearest person feeling the nervousness took all over you, you didn't know anyone at this school (yet) "oh Xiao? You mean that grumpy student who spends his whole school year alone? He's in the library i think" 'what a weird title that "Xiao" hold...' You thanked the person before heading to the library, trying to find your new group partner.

You saw someone reading near the window, he have team hair and those pretty yellow eyes, like hell he's the definition of beauty. You walk up to hin and gently tap his shoulder, which he look at you with a little glare that screams 'who do you think you are to disturb me' that small glare cause your legs to start shaking in nervousness and fear thinking you did something wrong. "Have you...seenanyoneherenamexiao?" You didn't notice you spoke that fast without pausing. Causing people to stare at you; oh you just wish the ground to swallow you. But you were surprised when he said "its me, im Xiao and who are you?"

You introduced yourself and he immediately recognize your name; his group partner. "Well im here to discuss about the project that is tasked... I was wondering where and when can we work on it?" you whispered to avoid people staring at you with 'are you weird?' "lets talk it outside. Were still inside the library anyway." You nodded and immediately walk out of the library, slamming the door behind you as if Xiao wasn't trailing behind you. 'WHAT WAS THAT FOR [NAME]?!' due to the noise you made it made more people stare at you very weirdly.

"Hey, are you okay?" You felt someone poke your shoulder, causing you to shriek "sorry if i dash out like that... Anyways about the project.."

"We can start on planning at break time, meet me at room B-7" you both agreed to meet at room B-7, you watch him walk away with a few books on his hand, "god..he probably thinks im weird..."

That's how your friendship started, over a group project, hanging out with Xiao doesn't feel weird at all, unlike most of the people say 'he's always grumpy and boring' but once you know him very well he's actually a caring person.

"Earth to [Name] are you there?" You snapped at your thoughts and realized you two still have to study for the upcoming Exam, and soon you will graduate and move to other place.

You begged your mother not to but she insist that its very urgent to move to other place due to unexpected events.

Of course being Xiao's friend for almost two years, you didn't wanna leave without saying a proper goodbye to him but the problem is, how will he react? Will he be mad? Sad? Happy? You didn't know. "Sorry i was thinking of something else..." Xiao sigh and flick your forehead lightly "focus, we have exam next week.." you didn't fail to notice a small hint of his lips frowning as if he knew something's gonna happen.

You've been trying to contact Xiao for 2 days straight. But yet he seem to not pick up every calls, "what am i gonna do... Mother said we will go tomorrow.." you murmured to yourself, before you knew it many negative thoughts fill your head

'he lost interest in you' 'your presence is annoying him' and other more. But one thing that clicked you: 'he doesn't like you back. Never'

As much as you want to confess, you don't wanna ruin the friendship you two have.

Xiao on the other hand, can feel guilt building up to him, he knows he have to get rid of thesw feelings, since you two will graduate soon and will part away he needs to brush it off as soon as possible. Before he finds himself begging you to not leave him, 'this is stupid.' he sighs and look at his phone, seeing many notifications of you calling him. 'they will forget me anyways, whats the point of confessing-' Xiao's thought were interrupted by a knock. "Xiao are you there? You haven't came out in your room for a while..." Worried voice of his father, Zhongli.

Xiao opened the door and Zhongli immediately knew what type of advice Xiao needed "its about them right?" Xiao flinched when Zhongli mentioned you. "No its not about them-" "no need to deny Xiao. I went through that when i was on age of yours, now why don't you go ahead and confess before it's too late?"

Xiao paused for a moment "they will forget about me anyway, they will leave me soon after graduation." Zhongli reach his hand out to pat Xiao and gave him a gentle smile "its not too late Xiao, and im sure they won't forget you" Xiao knew you wouldn't forgive him for ignoring you while you try your very best to reach out for him, That is obviously written on Xiao's expression.

Zhongli knew his son well "apologizing won't hurt Xiao, you have to tell them everything before its too late." Xiao thank his father for thr advices that he gave, now all he gotta do is confess. Even if you would forget him once you move out of town.

Fiddling at your fingers you and your mother wait patiently at the train station, 'this is it.. god I didn't even said goodbye properly-' your mother called you out saying that the train is near. As you stand up you heard a familiar voice called your name

You look over the direction to see Xiao panting as if he run all the way to the station

"Xiao? How and where did you-" before you could even finish your words you were engulfed by a hug, "i accidentally read your diary... Why didn't you- no im sorry for ignoring you [Name] i really am." You felt like crying at the spot and you knew you had to say it before leaving "Xiao.. you may not return my feelings but i like you... Im saying this before i leave-" You were cutted off with Xiao chuckling and flick your forehead which cause you to frown, is this the Xiao you knew? "I do too, but no matter what ill wait for you even if you take centuries, even of you forget me" you couldn't believe it. Just as you were about to say something your mother called you again, saying that the train is here.

You look at Xiao before giving him something at your pocket, a small box. "A gift for you before i leave.. and lastly-" you gave him a small peck on cheeks before running to your mother, looking at Xiao for the last time, you wave goodbye to him causing him to smile and wave back

"I will return soon...in your arms"

An: all thanks to abba and my friend Ài helping me out on this fic😭

#🐚 —﹐☆ published:: genshin impact #xiao genshin x reader #xiao x reader #xiao genshin impact #genshin x reader #xiao scenarios #genshin angst #genshin fluff #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #Zhongli #genshin xiao #xiao angst #genshin impact xiao #xiao #xiao x you

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iicheeze · 1 year

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𝐏𝐎𝐕: 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑.

Inspired by the song; It's Not Like I Like You.

Childe or Tartaglia X Tsundere Gender Neutral Reader | High School AU

a/n: SORRY FOR EVERYONE WHO TOLD ME A MISTAKE I MADE HERE I WAS HALF ASLEEP AND I DIDN'T KNOW 😭 THANK YOU FOR TELLING ME THO

It all started when your second year of high school started. You expected another normal high school year. Just much more difficult lessons and possibly new students and teachers. It's not like you're gonna need to pay attention to their names or whatever.

Until that new kouhai (underclassmen) from Snezhnaya High moved to Liyue High. The very same high school you attend. Of course, you were planning to just ignore him and just focus on your academics and friends.

Until he confessed to you.

Out of nowhere.

In the middle of a bustling hallway.

In front of everyone.

“ You're absolutely beautiful.. Be my lover? ” He crouched with one knee, kissing your hand.

“ HELL NO!!! WHO EVEN ARE YOU?? ”

Ever since that encounter, he's been courting you in any possible moment. He'll find you during lunch time, class breaks, mornings before the school starts, even after school!!

“ You look great today, senpai! However, it'd look better with me beside you. ” “ Shut up!! ”

“ Do you wanna eat lunch together, senpai? I can feed you and maybe you can feed me as well! ” “ No way in hell I will!! ”

“ Senpai.. I might need tutoring in History. Can you teach me?? ” “ I'm busy!! ” “ But I just heard that you're free this weekend- ” “ Shut up!! ”

He flirts with you, talks to you, and even asks for tutoring every now and then, only for you to harshly reject him.

Of course, a lot of girls bash you for this. Calling you unpleasant nicknames, making up rumors about you which is obviously isn't true, and even push you to lockers. That's the least of your concerns, though.

It's the ginger's fault!! Ever since he came into your life, it's been disastrous like there's no tomorrow!

You hate every second of interacting with him. You hate everytime he talks to you. You hate everytime he sometimes helps you with your problems. You hate how he flirts with you, pointing out the little things about you that you've never paid any attention to. You hate how he makes you feel accompanied. You hate how he makes you feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside. You hate how he was always there for you, even in unwanted times.

Wait a minute.

No way.

Are you falling for him?!

No way! You refuse! There's no way you're falling in love with that stupid kouhai of yours!!

Plus, you know how the other girls look at him. He's probably a playboy, anyways. Yet, you can't help but feel a thousand arrows going through your heart when you thought about what he could be doing with the others.

He could treat others the same as you. There's no way he fell in love with first sight. It has to be a trick of some sort.

You refuse to acknowledge that you're in love with that stupid ginger.

This is probably just a puppy crush. That's right! It's probably just a small crush. It'll pass soon. You don't actually like like him! Bleh. Love. It's not like you have time for it anyways!

It was just another day in Liyue High. As your English lesson teacher, Ms. Lisa, left the classroom. You knew it was a break between lessons. As you then expected your stupid kouhai coming through the sliding door.

Yet, he wasn't there. His bright ginger hair is nowhere to be seen. Nor is his signature smile. Surely he's just late, right?

But no. Your biology teacher came as 10 minutes had already passed, with your kouhai nowhere to be seen. Wait a minute, why are you expecting him in the first place?!?! Stupid [Name].

Time passed by like a snail trying to win a race with a turtle. It felt slow, and unmoving. Usually it passes by like a breeze. Is it because your mind is always occupied with Tartaglia's annoyingness? Tch. Whatever. He's probably just pranking you. Take your mind off of him, goddammit!

But then another day came, and another, and another. Yet Tartaglia was nowhere to be seen. You even took the time to go to his classroom! But his seat was empty. Confused, you asked one of his classmates.

“ Oh, Childe's sick. I heard he got a heavy fever. Probably because he fought with someone in the rain. I don't know. ”

Oh. No wonder he isn't here.

Tch, stupid ginger. Always going through stupid stuff. You've always prevented him doing his stupid ideas, solely because he always tells you before he does it.

Once school ends, you went to the Pharmacy to buy medicine. No, you aren't worried about him. You're just being a decent human being. No, you're not making him chicken soup because you're worried that he doesn't have the appetite to eat. You're just having normal human decency! There's a difference.

Finally knowing where Tartaglia's home is, thanks to his teacher, you immediately visited him.

Two taps were heard as you knocked at the front door. The door then flew open, revealing a ginger-haired woman who seemed to be in her middle ages. “ O-oh! Hello, I'm [Name]. Tartaglia's senpa- ” You were about to introduce yourself, but your sentence was cut off by the woman.

“ Ajax's lover!! ” She squealed. Giggling happily. Heat rose to your cheeks, shocked of her statement. “ W-What!! No, no!! I'm his senpai!! ” You profusely denied. “ Oh, don't worry dear!! You don't have to be shy!! ” “ I'm not- ” “ Come in, come in!! I'll lead you to his room!! ” Before you could even finish, Tartaglia's mother took your arm inside the house, leading you to his room.

Not even 2 minutes in, and you were already in ‘ Ajax ’s room. With his mother giggling at the other end of the door.

“ Oh? Senpai! What are you doing here? ” Tartaglia sat up from his bed, sweat dripping down from his forehead. Geez, what a terrible view. And even you wouldn't insult him.

Ok, maybe just one insult.

“ YOU IDIOT!! YOU ABSOLUTE MORON!! WHY DID YOU EVEN FIGHT SOMEONE, LET ALONE IN A HEAVY RAIN!! ” You hit the ginger at the arm, yet light enough not to actually injure him.

“ Ow, ow! Sorry, senpai! Ahaha! I just can't help it, you know? ” He laughed, before a series of coughs came out of his mouth. Causing you to face palm.

“ Geez, lie down you blockhead. Don't force yourself. Especially when your sick! ” You urged, pulling the taller male to the bed, forcing him to lie down.

“ Christ, you look terrible. ” You added, pressing your hand at his forehead to check his temperature. “ Geez, hot. ” “ Dang, not now, senpai! I know I'm hot but still- ” “ Shut up!! Not that, you fool!! ”

A moment of silence was shared, with Tartaglia's chest going up and down. “ So.. Ajax?.. ” You called, “ Hm? ” he responded. “ I didn't know your first name is that. How come you've never told me? ” “ You never asked. ” A slap made contact with Tartaglia's stomach.

“ Oh and, I didn't know you'd care for me enough to visit me when I'm sick. I always thought that you just view me as an annoying playboy, but I guess even you miss my presence, huh? ”

It was supposed to be a tease, and you know that.

So why the heck are you getting shy over it?!

“ I'm not!! I'm just being a-a decent human being! That's all!! There's a difference, you bonehead! ” Even though that was your usual remark, it wouldn't hide your obvious blush on your cheeks.

Obviously, Ajax noticed this. And he couldn't help but laugh over it.

“ .. And.. At first, I did view you as an annoying playboy. I've never received this kind of attention so I got suspicious of you. But.. I guess I did like your company. Not to mention that you seem really genuine around me. ” You muttered, yet loud enough for the ginger to hear you.

“ Oh.. That explains why you're always like that. Haha! ” “ Shut up, you idiot ginger. ”

“ Well, if you're still suspicious of me. We can spend time together. I mean, all the times we've interacted are always about me. Now, it's your turn. I've always wanted to know more about you, now's your chance! While I'm stuck on this bed though. ” Ajax stated, giving you his signature smile.

“ .. Alright, then. What do you wanna know, huh? But first, have you ate? ” “ .. Yes. ” “ Yeah, no, I'm not believing that. I made chicken soup. ” “ Wow, for me? ” “ No!! Don't get the wrong idea!! ”

Part 2?

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin impact x male reader #genshin impact x gender neutral reader #genshin impact x female reader #genshin x male reader #genshin x you #genshin x reader #genshin x gender neutral reader #genshin x female reader #genshin childe #genshin tartaglia #childe x fem!reader #childe x male reader #childe x gender neutral reader #genshin impact childe

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niki-phoria · 1 year

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Hello, first of, I just wanna say your writing and stories has help me like literally 😭 so thank you so much!!!🤍🤍🤍

I was wondering if you could do Jake and Jay from Enphyen x male reader. Since valentines is tomorrow, maybe Jake and jay is trying to impress and try to get the male readers' attention. Jake and jay fights for Male reader to be their Valentine. For example maybe Jake and Jay trying to impress male reader with their muscles🥲. Ending could be fluff with male reader going out with both of them. Again if you don't wanna write this you don't have to lol. Have a great wonderful day!!!!!!!🤍🤍🤍🫧🫧

they look SO GOOD omg mullet jake >> and jay's earrings sknlknsl

pairing: non idol!jay x non idol!jake x male!reader (he/him pronouns) genre: fluff word count: 1.2k

includes: poly relationship (at the very end end), high school au, probably poor descriptions of high school, blushy jake, blushy jay, i love blushy boys lmao

a/n: thank you for requesting !! i made this a high school au bc i had a lot of inspiration for the idea i hope that's okay lol this is being posted after valentines day so i just made it into a normal confession fic. it means so much that you like my writing <33 i really liked this idea, i hope you like it :))

additional notes: it physically pains me that so many idols love justin beiber for some reason what does that man have that i do not /j i was looking for any solo covers from jay but all i could find was a duet with heeseung for off my face so that's what he sings here and the boquet is based on this pic

requests open !! read my rules first

you’re met with the overwhelming smell of flowers as soon as you open your locker. you can’t help the smile that spreads across your face at the sight before you. a bouquet of purple dahlias sits delicately placed between your textbooks.

“i take it you like them?” jake asks, leaning against the locker next to yours. you smile, taking them out and holding them against your chest.

“i love them,” you smile, pulling him into a quick hug. “thank you!”

a light flush spreads across jake’s face when you pull away. “i’m glad,” he murmurs. he absentmindedly plays with the strap of his backpack. “hey, i was wondering-”

his question is cut off by the shrill noise of the school bell, officially announcing the start of the school day. slowly, the student body begins dispersing through the hallways, entering various different classrooms. “shit, i have a test in second period,” you curse to yourself. “oh, what were you gonna ask?”

“it’s nothing important.” jake’s blush gets a little darker as he waves you off. “i’ll walk you to class?”

“sure.” you set the flowers back as you close your locker, eagerly returning to jake’s side. his hand brushes against yours before he slowly reaches over, taking your hand into his.

you dramatically sigh, throwing your head back in frustration. jay stifles a chuckle as he watches you roll onto the floor, laying on the carpet. “math sucks,” you whine. “i hate it here.”

“what are you working on?”

“trigonometry.” you nearly hiss the word.

“come on, it can’t be that bad.” you lift your head to glare at him through your fringe before dramatically laying back down.

“i am but a poor teenage boy. i can’t be expected to memorize the unit circle!”

jay laughs, setting his notes aside and kneeling down next to you. “alright, why don’t we take a break?” you sit up as he walks over to the other side of his room, grabbing his guitar from it’s resting place against the wall.

“ooh, gonna play me a song, pretty boy?” the nickname makes a dark flush spread across his face as he sits across from you.

“i wont be able to if you keep flustering me like this,” he whispers. you chuckle. jay sets the guitar across his thigh, positioning his fingers along the neck. “i’m a little nervous, i haven’t played in front of anyone before.”

“well, i’m honored to have the privilege of being the first.” he nervously repositions his fingers on the chords, staring down at his hands. “hey,” you reach over to grab his hand, making him look at you. “you’ll do great. i’m sure of it.”

jay smiles, nodding. “thanks.” he takes a breath before he begins, slowly strumming the strings. “‘cause i’m off my face, in love with you / i’m out of my head, so into you / and i don’t know how you do it / but i’m forever ruined by you.”

jay lets the final chords ring out. you sit in a comfortable silence for a few moments. “you’re incredible.” a flustered smile makes it’s way across his face, blush deepening a little.

“thank you.” he whispers. an odd tension hangs in the air when he looks up at you. you stare into his eyes, deep brown pulling you in. their darkness is alluring. in the next minute you sit staring at him in silence, taking in every part of him, you decide you’d like to get lost in them forever.

you sigh, setting your belongings onto the library table. jake stifles a laugh as he watches you. “you know we’re gonna have to pick all of this up later, right?”

you playfully glare at him, ignoring him as you set your bag down on the floor. across from you jay smiles. “you know y/n. he can’t study if he doesn’t have a highlighter in every color in case he needs to take notes.”

“at least i’m prepared,” you retort, opening your computer. “what are we working on anyways?”

“chemistry lab.”

“don’t you actually need to take notes though?” your eyes widen as you look over at jake.

“notes? did i miss something?”

his eyebrows furrow as he looks at you. “for history. about the korean war?”

jay chuckles. “did you forget?”

“i think so.” you close your laptop, sliding your chair back to stand up. “can you watch my stuff? i need to get my textbook.”

“go ahead.”

“thanks.”

jay waits for you to leave the library before leaning in a little closer to jake, voice dropping to a whisper. “are you two going out?”

“what?” jake cocks his head at him. “no, why would you think that.”

“i heard about the flowers.”

“oh, that’s just a little joke we do every year.” jay nods. “why do you ask?”

“i was planning on asking him out.” jake nearly freezes as he stares at his friend. this time it’s jay who’s confused at his reaction. “what is it?”

“i, um…” jake glances over his shoulder before dropping his voice even lower. “i like him too.”

“i thought you did.” jay has to stop himself from laughing at jake’s shocked expression. “come on, you’re not exactly… subtle.”

“oh, and you are?”

“listen, i don’t want this to affect our relationship, but i also don’t want to miss out on a chance with y/n.”

“so, what are you thinking?”

“i’m thinking we both ask him out and let him choose.”

“choose?” jay shrugs.

“i mean, unless you have a better idea.”

“no, no. when were you planning on asking him?”

“sometime tomorrow. probably at a cafe.”

jake nods. “that works for me.”

the cafe is nearly empty when you enter. you spot jake and jay immediately, both sitting together at a table. jay waves you over, smiling when you sit down. “sorry i’m late, i wasn’t expecting the rain.”

“don’t be.” jake shakes his head. he slides a cup across to you. “we got you an americano.”

“oh, thank you.” the cup is warm against your hand. you take your jacket off, setting it on the chair beside you. jay and jake share a glance together. you cock your head at them in confusion. “what are you planning?”

“we’ve been talking, and we wanted to ask…” jake begins.

“we both like you.” jay finishes. you raise an eyebrow at them.

“and you want me to choose?”

“that’s… kinda what we were planning, yeah.”

you have to stop yourself from laughing in disbelief. “i’ve also been thinking and i like you too. both of you.”

“so, you mean…”

“listen, i really like you guys. and i’m willing to try this if you are.”

jake is the first to react, reaching out to take your hand. “i really like you. i want to try.”

you look over at jay. he contemplates for a second before nodding. “as long as we take it slow.”

“we don’t have to do anything until all of us are comfortable.” jake squeezes your hand.

“does this mean i can call you mine?” jay smiles.

“i’ll be yours as long as you’ll have me.”

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cherriesfromeden · 10 months

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bruce yamada with a reader who fights a lot pt. 2

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[style : headcanons]

[requested : yes]

[pairing : bruce yamada x fem!reader]

...

UGH I LOVE HIM

okay so this is a continuation for how y'all met <3

if you haven't read it - read pt 1

so he's probably heard of you/knows who you are but has never actually talked to you

like he's heard your name around school but he just doesn't really pay close attention to it

but then he gets held after school for something the teacher needed help with

cause bruce is an angel who never gets in trouble

anyway so he's a little late coming out of school

and he hears a bunch of yelling coming from the back of the school so he goes over to check it out

low and behold

it's you

in a fight

you �� fighting

your opponent is this giant asshole bully

he probably said something behind robin's back in front of you

and now you best believe you're throwing hands

so you are just whipping this guy's ass and bruce is standing there like 🧍

bc wtf???

how did he not notice you before???

you look so pretty when you're beating the shit out of someone <3

so after you finish with him you grab the guy by the shirt and say

'say anything about my best fucking friend again and you'll wish this is all i do to you'

and drop him to the ground and walk away like a badass !!

the guy : destroyed

the crowd : going wild

bruce's jaw : dropped

road work : ahead

someone take my computer away from me😭

moving on

the next day bruce is asking everyone who you are and he's like

'wait it was that one girl???'

and keeps an eye out for you hoping he'll see you again sometime

luck is on his side (who wouldn't be)

and he meets you again walking toward the baseball field

cause you usually swing by there to see what's happening in the games and move on

but he sees you and waves at you

then he's like

'shit she doesn't know my name'

but you walk over and go

'bruce right? i've seen you play, you're really good'

HE HAS REACHED CLOUD NINE

'you have?'

'yeah i watch the games sometimes, i'm y/n'

'hey do you want to walk with me to school tomorrow? i can meet you here'

bruce shooting his shot

and no surprise

'sure, don't be late'

'i won't dw'

the walk to school has so much tension you could cut a knife through it

he's debating asking you out in a more straightforward way when he catches a glimpse of your bruised knuckles

'ooh, wanna get some ice for that? looks bad'

BAM

second date (kinda) scored

'sure, patch me up doc'

'ofc'

#writing #tbp #the black phone #tbp x reader #the black phone x reader #bruce yamada #bruce yamada x reader

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kisses4kaia · 11 months

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can you do a 4/20 billy loomis fic? i havent seen much of him lately 😭 -🧸

it is no longer 4/20 but i can absolutely do this . thank you so much for 500 followers !!! 17+ mentions of marijuana usage, driving whilst high (don't), piv sex, high sex, and all-around summery, dazed and confused, high school-y type vibes (tnc is so 4/20 i love it)

tomorrow never came🍃- b, loomis ,,

today was arguably one of the most important days of the year in woodsboro, california for teenagers. it was the 20th of april, and i think you already know what that meant.

every rich kid in town was hosting a party. you didn't know which ones you were going to attend, but you did know one thing.

you were going to light the fuck up.

you and your boyfriend, billy, at least. and right now, he sat next to you, arm swung around your shoulder, legs dangling off the edge of his pickup truck.

the joint in between billy's lips burned amply as he sucked in the intoxication. "gimme that," you smiled, stealing the roach from his mouth.

he dragged his head with your hand, trying to get the most out of the hit before it was torn from him. you brought the blunt up to your lips and locked eyes with your boyfriend.

his eyes watched you as you inhaled and leaned closer to him as you blew the smoke into his mouth. he took the fog into his lungs happily. "god, you are so hot," he smiled.

you giggled. "obviously," you smirk, nodding to the growing tent in his pants. "ok, fuck you," he joked. "you will, soon." you teased.

it was then the marijuana started hitting you, so you turned to your boyfriend. "hey, baby. i think we should go now. you wanna skip or you wanna stay?" you asked him.

"i really hope you're joking, gorgeous," he said seriously, hopping off the truck and walking over to the driver's side.

you sighed with a smile doting on your mouth. "of course,"

you'd spent the afternoon in billy's backyard, swimming in his pool, making out, etc. you know, the usual.

you were now lying on his bed in a chiffon bathing suit cover-up thrown over your black bikini, the scent of chlorine still lingering in your hair.

"c'mon, we should go to a party, it's like," you paused to look at the analog clock that rested on his bedside table. "6:30. the sun is literally setting, bills." you finished.

his head rested in your lap, allowing you to play with his hair. "can't we just stay here forever?" he asked, irrationally. you smiled down at him.

"i wish, love. let's go, pretty boy," you tapped on his chest twice to get him up. he groaned, obviously. you slid on your denim shorts and white nikes.

he got dressed and carried you out of the house, bridal style. "billy! put me down!" you giggled into the crook of his neck. "mm, no," he said, opening the door to the driver seat of his truck and sitting down, you still in his lap.

you crawled out of his lap and into the passenger seat. "alright, let's go," you cut out his playfulness.

he looked over at you like he wanted to argue but just laughed.

his laugh was absolutely contagious. it made you smile and it made time stop. it that moment, it was just you and him, nobody or anything else. it was times like these that made living worth it.

as the drive began, you rolled your window down and allowed your hair to flow freely in the wind. the pressure of the breeze against your face was warm and inviting.

billy's strong hand found your thigh, drawing circles, no- hearts-, on the exposed skin with his thumb.

it wasn't long afterward the truck pulled into an abandoned parking lot, surrounded by trees and grassy patches. the party being held, kegs in every direction, and joints being passed every which way, was rather dense in population.

"stu and tatum are somewhere around here, i think," billy informed yanking the keys out of the ignition. "cool, let's get loaded. all i'm here for, actually," you joked, hopping out of the vehicle.

as you ran your eyes over the area, you spot the closest keg to you.

you saunter over, billy's hand in yours. among the stack of upside-down, cloudy, plastic cups, you took it apart and grabbed two from the middle. it was a habit you picked up from billy himself.

billy grabbed the cups from your hand and very graciously filled both of your glasses. "m'lady," he stepped back on one leg and lowered his head in a gentlemanly bow, handing you the beer.

"why thank you, kind sir," you jested, snatching the cup from his grasp. "'course.”

and with that, you and billy- hand in hand, arms swinging- lingered around the area, conversing with classmates. of course, you eventually found stu and tatum.

"hey guys!" you called out to the couple, stu's arm lazily slung around tatum's shoulder as their legs dangled off the edge of an old truck, just as you and your own boyfriend were sat in the school parking lot a few hours earlier.

it didn't belong to anyone in specific, the truck. it was a shade of dark green, with patches of rust plaguing its exterior. it was more of a decoration. you were almost certain it didn't even run anymore.

"y/n! billy! my 2 favorite people," started stu before tate shot him a warning glance. "other than you, babe. obviously," he quickly sputtered out. she laughed, satisfied.

you took a sip of your drink before you hopped up on the truck next to the blonde girl, billy following suit.

"sid couldn't make it?" you asked, noticing your brunette friend was nowhere to be found. "yeah, she had homework. said her dad was on her ass all week 'bout it," stu replied, taking the first hit from a fresh joint he just rolled.

"hm," you hummed. the silence was comfortable.

the song of the cicadas, singing a duet with the crickets in the otherwise quiet night. the chatter of others was soft, the occasional laugh lingering in the air.

you had been so in your thoughts, you hardly even noticed when tatum passed the joint over to you. "oh, thanks," you slid it in between your fingers.

as you inhaled the magical herb, you felt billy's hand slide low on your back, dangerously low. you chuckled to yourself before slipping the joint over to your boyfriend's free hand.

"careful," your warning voice was a whisper, eyes watching as he grinned around the roll between his lips.

billy reached around behind both you and tatum and handed the roach to the macher boy.

his fingers brushed over your skin, going lower and lower until you had to speak up. "hey, guys. it's getting pretty late," you announced to your friends, hopping off the automobile and dragging billy along with you.

"oh... alright. we'll see you around, guys," offered tatum with a smile. "see you guys later," stu raised his hand in a cross-faded dismissal.

you chuckled quietly to yourself and sort of aggressively tug billy’s arm. no one was sober enough to notice or care.

you dragged him all the way to his own pickup, disregarding the suggestive stares being thrown at you left and right.

after a short while, you finally found the vehicle. upon entering the backseat and being hit with the strong scent of marijuana and beer, billy crawled in after you.

"so why'd you drag me-" you cut billy off with a steaming kiss. he was taken aback at first but quickly melted into the sensation of your lips on his.

shortly after, clothes were off and flying. well, kind of. your cover-up and bikini top was off, but your denim shorts were still around one ankle with the tie-on bikini bottom being only half untied. unlike all the complications with your own outfit, billy was naked.

you guys laughed so hard as billy tried to sober up for this moment, on top of you, messily rolling a condom onto his length, just until he could at least insert his cock into your warmth.

a moan quickly intercepted your laughter as he bottomed out into you. even under the influence of marijuana and alcohol, he still fucked you like no one else.

his lips attacked your neck as you threw your head back with whimpers, applauding billy of his work. his rhythm was sloppy, but the way the tip brushed against that one spot inside of you, made up for it entirely.

with every hard thrust, his pelvis collided with your clit, increasing the pleasure you were already feeling almost too much of.

as billy’s thrusts quickly got shorter and faster, he smashed his lips against yours.

the haze of the double intoxication, along with the stimulation in your middle, made it hard to keep up with his lips moving against yours.

but it didn’t really matter, because not 5 seconds after, your release crashed into you like a semi-truck. you couldn’t stop smiling through your moans of billy’s name.

although you couldn’t feel it, you knew he’d finished aswell from the satisfied sigh he let out.

and when he pulled out, you two just stayed like that, wrapped up in each others arms, fighting the incessant urge to sleep.

“holy shit, your eyes are so red,” billy started laughing. in hindsight, it really wasn’t that funny. however, the way billy laughed like you just told the greatest joke of all time, made you start quietly giggling before completely giving in and cackling right along with him.

many couples would think the best part of their relationship would be the dates, maybe the sex, or maybe even the arguments, but for you? for you, it was moments like these, laughing your asses off with each other, completely ignoring the fact that you’re definitely going to regret getting this crossfaded in the morning.

for you it was moments like these when you loved each other like tomorrow never came.

#billy loomis #scream #scream 1996 #kai's got mail <3📑#nonnieees💗#billy looks smut #skeet ulrich #500 follower special !!#thank you so much words are out of reach ily #this was so fun to write 😁😁#hope you love🩷#🧸 anon #billy loomis smut #billy loomis fanfiction #billy loomis x reader #kaia writes billy loomis

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westviewtroubles · 2 years

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can i just say i LOVE your writing 😭 if i can please request something with the lovely eddie munson! you and him are friends and he ask you to prom. extra fluffy🥺🤍

The Cure To Cluelessness

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Female Reader

Synopsis: Your friend doesn't understand why you keep talking about the prom.

Word count: 3.5k

Warnings: fluff! one use of Y/N and cursing!

A/N: Thank you so much!!! I loved this idea and I really hope you enjoy this and it's how you wanted it to be :)

For as long as you'd known him, Eddie had an aversion towards all events someone would consider fancy. He had skipped every single prom he could've attended with joy.

So, he couldn't help but feel weirded out as you laid on his bed, a fashion magazine that you'd stolen from the dentist's office in your hands as you kicked your feet in the air.

"It's cute, right?" You said, showing Eddie a picture of a blue dress that mostly just looked like a ball of poof. "I don't know what kind of a dress I'm gonna wear, though. It's so hard to choose, and Nancy asked if I wanted to go shopping for dresses with her tomorrow."

"How are you so excited?" He asked, making you shake your head.

"It's my only prom." You said, lazily browsing through the magazine. "You've had like a million of them already, so it's different."

"You wound me." He chuckled, leaning over to look at the magazine, "It's not like I've ever gone to one."

"Because nobody ever asks you to be their date?"

"I'll have you know, the girls of Hawkins High are known to fight over my affections. But I only have room in my heart for one."

"Where were they fighting again? In your dreams?"

"I try to say sweet things to you, yet you still continue to insult me." Eddie shook his head, sitting back with a tut, "Why am I friends with you again?"

"I tell it like it is."

"Well, do you have a date?" Eddie raised his brows, causing you to purse your lips.

"No." You cleared your throat, shifting your attention back to the magazine, "It's a week away, anyway."

The week of the prom was one of the busiest weeks in the school year, and even though Eddie had no plans to participate, he had been rushed from one classroom to another the entire day.

When he finally came across a hallway that wasn't occupied by half of the school, he was pleasantly surprised to see a familiar figure putting up a poster on the corkboard, but as he was about to approach you, he saw that someone had beat him to the punch.

Scott Robertson had a cocky look on his face, his hair gelled to heaven and back. He was wearing a letterman jacket that he probably never washed, one that matched every other member of the basketball team. What bugged Eddie the most, though, was that he looked just like the main character of some chick flick you'd made Eddie watch, casually saying how you thought the actor was cute.

Eddie narrowed his eyes, close enough to hear what you were talking about.

"I take it you're going to prom, putting posters up and everything." The Jake Ryan knockoff said, looking down at you.

"Yeah, I was planning on it." Eddie heard you say dismissively as you turned to look at Scott, "Why?"

"Well, I wanted to know if you'd go with me. You know, I just got a new ride, and I think it requires someone like you as its first passenger."

"No, I don't think so."

"Come on, we'll have a lot of fun."

"Not interested, Scott." You said, displaying the smile you'd reserved for obnoxious dicks like him, "I wanna go with someone else."

"Your loss." Scott scoffed, walking away, and you went back to putting posters up on the corkboard.

Eddie let out a chuckle, momentarily watching as you punched the thumb tacks on the corkboard while humming before making his way over to you, your face brightening up when you saw him.

"On your way to history?"

"I have a free period. What are you doing?" Eddie asked, pointing towards the posters in your hand, "The last time I checked, you weren't on the prom committee."

"Nancy asked me to help her put these up." You said, handing him half of the posters, "And since you have a free period, I'm recruiting you to be my assistant."

"Seems like I don't have a choice." Eddie chuckled, "So, have you found a date?"

"No."

"So, no one's asked you yet?"

"That's what I just said." You smiled at him, "Why?"

"Just curious."

"She lied to me."

Dustin stared up at Eddie, who sat on his usual seat, his brows furrowed and hands clasped together as he stared in front of him. They didn't have a campaign that day, but Dustin was getting everything ready for the next time they would.

"What are you talking about?" Dustin asked, looking up at Eddie who seemed to be pulled out of his thoughts by the younger boy's question.

"What does it mean when someone lies about something inconsequential?"

"Eddie, just spit it out."

"Y/N lied to me." Eddie said, unclasping his hands, pointing at Dustin "Yesterday, I saw Scott Robertson asked her to go to prom with him and she said no, but when I asked if anyone had asked her to go with them, she said no."

"Hmm."

"And I heard her say that she wanted to go with someone else!" Eddie stood up, waving his hands around, "I mean, what's that supposed to be about? Why did she tell me that nobody asked her if she's already planning on going with someone?"

"Eddie-"

"Is she planning on asking someone? Or is she expecting someone to ask her?"

"Eddie can-"

"Why would she lie about it to me? I'm supposedly her best friend. Aren't best friends supposed to share shit like this?" He started pacing, Dustin watching as his bewildered friend walked around in circles, "Maybe it's someone I'd hate? Shit, what if it's one of those dickhead jocks? But if it was, why would Scott Robertson ask her?"

"Can you let-"

"Who does she want to go with? Has she already been asked? Why is she lying to-"

"Eddie, shut up!"

When he heard Dustin raise his voice, Eddie stopped in his tracks, turning to look at Dustin with furrowed brows while the boy sighed, hiding his face in his hands.

"Do you want to know what I think?"

Eddie narrowed his eyes, crossing his arms in front of his chest before nodding slightly, signaling for Dustin to go on.

"I don't think she's agreed to go with anyone, and I do think that she wants someone to ask to go with her, and I think that the reason she lied to you, was so you'd know that she was available."

"Well, who does she want to go with?"

"You, idiot."

And when he heard those words, Eddie almost keeled in laughter.

"You crack me up, Henderson. Why would she want to go with me?"

Nancy was holding a purple dress to her body while gazing into the mirror, inspecting how it'd look on her while you sat on one of the chairs, looking down at your hands, feeling defeated.

"I want Eddie to ask me to go with him." You heard yourself blurt out without even realizing what you'd just said, and Nancy dropped the dress to the floor as she turned her head to look at you, her brows raised in question.

"What?"

"I want Eddie to ask me to go to prom with him."

She sat down on the seat next to yours, looking at your face to see if it was serious. "Well, I guess it makes sense."

"I know right!" You exclaimed, "But he has this weird aversion towards proms because according to him it's nothing but some dick-measuring contest to see who's the most popular person. And I get it, but for some dumb reason, I still want him there with me."

"Just ask him." Nancy encouraged, pressing her hand on your shoulder with a comforting smile, "If you want to go with him so bad, take the lead. Tell him to either go with you or you'll go with the next guy that walks past you on the street, because I promise, he'd rather go with you than have someone like Scott Robertson take you."

"You think so?" You looked at her for reassurance, Nancy letting out a small laugh as she nodded.

"Now, we're gonna need some dresses if we're even thinking about attending." She said, standing up and offering you her hand, "Let's find something."

He hadn't seen you for three days, and Eddie was going crazy. Whenever he called, your mother informed him that you weren't home, and whenever he saw you at school, you rounded the corner.

Now, he might not be the greatest when it came to school, but he knew when someone was avoiding him. And there was one way you couldn't ignore him.

And that's how he ended up at the side of your house in the middle of the night, looking at the light coming from your bedroom window, the thought of what he was about to do already bringing him back pain.

"This is so stupid."

You were sat at your desk, your cassette player playing an album by The Turtles, having found the tape from your attic the week before. Humming along to Elenore, your head was filled with the things you had been studying about for a biology test that was coming up, all of the information mumbled together inside your mind.

Tapping your pencil against the table along to the piano of the song, you sighed, hiding your face in your palms. You had no idea how you were ever going to understand it all.

But once you heard the banging coming from the window behind you, you could feel your heartbeat in your throat, telling you not to look behind you. The banging persisted, but when you started to hear faint voices, you decided to see what was making the noise.

Your jaw slackened uncontrollably as you looked at your bewildered friend as he kept banging on your window, his eyes wide.

"Eddie, what the hell?" You exclaimed as soon as you went to open your window, "It's one in the morning."

"I'm aware. Can you move?" He asked, and once you'd gotten out of his way, Eddie stumbled into your room, ending up on the floor. "I knew this shit was gonna break my back..."

"What the hell are you doing here?"

As soon as he had sat up, you smacked his forearm, causing him to hiss.

"What, I'm not allowed to visit you in the middle of the night?"

"Ideally, no."

"Too late." He smiled, getting up to his feet, "I had to come see you since you've been avoiding me like the plague."

"I haven't been avoiding you."

"Have I ever told you that I adore the little furrow you get between your brows when you lie?" Eddie said with a shit-eating grin as you touched your forehead, suddenly hyperaware of its existence, "Why have you been avoiding me?"

"I've just been busy." You cleared your throat, "I have a really big biology test coming up, and I've been studying."

"So, studying includes running the other way when you see me in the halls?"

"Pretty much." You chuckled, making the boy shake his head, "I was gonna talk to you tomorrow."

"You should've just said that, I'm pretty sure I broke my back trying to stick that landing."

"Well, you shouldn't climb into people's rooms in the middle of the night!"

"I had to talk to you!" He exclaimed, and you shook your head.

"Well, spill it then."

He took a deep breath, looking down at his shoes, clearing his throat, before looking back up at you with a small smile on his face, "I know I'm not exactly what people have in mind when they think about a great prom date, and I wouldn't be doing this if it wasn't you, and I kind of still don't get-"

"Eddie."

"Right. Even though I'm a miserable dancer, and will probably cause you to get so embarrassed that you won't be able to show your face in months, I wanted to ask you if you'll go to prom with me."

He looked at you, his eyes trained on yours, trying to look for an answer when you chuckled, "I don't know, Eddie, I was thinking of going with someone else."

"Oh."

"I'm kidding!" You said, patting his shoulders as you looked up at him, "I'd love to go with you. Even if you're a miserable dancer."

"Great. I was thinking of wearing pajamas. How does that sound?"

"As long as they don't have any weird stains."

You weren't exactly known to be a deep sleeper, but the two nights after Eddie had broken into your room had been two nights filled with nothing but restlessness, and now Nancy was complaining about how dark your under eyes looked, and how much concealer it took to cover them.

"I feel like I'm going to fall asleep..." You groaned, trying your best not to yawn, Nancy's hand holding your jaw firmly as she applied your lipstick on your behalf, "You know, I could've done my own makeup."

"It's more fun this way." She said, putting the lipstick away, "Besides, you have a date. I needed to make sure you look as nice as possible!"

"Are you telling me that my normal makeup looks bad?" You asked, raising your brows while she simply pursed her lips, "It's not even an actual date, you know. It's like you going with Robin, we're just going as friends."

"Sure."

"He didn't see it as an actual date, right? Eddie never said anything about it being a date. He just asked me to go with him, because I'm like the only friend he has who's a girl."

"I'm gonna start questioning his sanity if he intends on keeping you as a friend after seeing you like this." Nancy said, motioning to the mirror.

You laughed, but when you looked in the mirror, your laugh calmed into a simple smile. It wasn't that different from what you usually looked like, but for some reason, it felt different. Different, in the best way possible.

"Ready to go?"

Eddie stood outside Hawkins High, music blasting inside while he was trying to calm himself down, despite how idiotic he felt.

He didn't have a tux, which meant that he had to borrow his uncle's old one that hadn't been worn in a few years. What's more, Wayne had started laughing when Eddie had told him he was going to the prom, thinking it was a joke. He couldn't really blame him, it felt like a joke to him too.

He had offered to pick you up, but you'd told him that you were coming with Nancy and Robin, and telling him that you'd just meet him there. Now, he was nervous that you weren't even going to show up. Of course, he knew that you wouldn't actually do that, but a small part of him was afraid that he'd be left standing there, feeling like an idiot. So, when he recognized one of the cars arriving as Nancy's, relief washed over him.

But when he saw someone emerging from the backseat, his breath was caught in his throat. You were laughing at something that one of them had said. The way the wind blew back some of your hair made you look like you were in an advertisement, casually pushing away some of the hair behind your ear.

And when you spotted him, your face lit up. You lifted your arm slightly to wave at Eddie, the smile on your face widening as he started to walk towards you.

You spotted him almost immediately after getting out of Nancy's car. The sleeves of his tux were a little bit too short for him, and you could see a small part of his ankles, but you couldn't help but smile. Somehow, he was making it work. Somehow, he was the only one you could see.

As soon as you waved your hand to signal him to come, he made his way towards you, the way his eyes drifted up and down your body making blood rush to your cheeks.

"Hi." He said softly, tilting his head a little as he offered his hand, "You wanna go in?"

"Yeah." You said, intertwining your fingers as he lead you inside. You could hear Robin and Nancy talking about something as the two walked in behind, but you didn't pay attention to it.

In fact, you didn't pay attention to anything but him. He looked nervous, Eddie biting his lower lip as he looked around the room filled with people, everyone engrossed in their own partners and groups. You squeezed his hand, and he looked down at you, letting go of his lower lip with a small nod of acknowledgment, smiling at you.

You two drifted into the sidelines as if out of habit, watching the people on the dancefloor, your hands still clasped together. But when you heard a familiar song start playing, you could feel Eddie start pulling you towards the dance floor.

"What are you doing?" You chuckled, and he shrugged.

"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm making you dance with me." He said with a grin, and you shook your head, allowing yourself to be pulled to the dance floor. "You recognize this song, right?"

The two of you moved, absolutely unsynced with the song, but wide grins on both of your faces. "It was playing when you broke into my house."

"Technically, you let me into your house, so I wouldn't call that breaking in."

"Potato, tomato." You said, letting Eddie spin you once. "How do you recognize this song?"

"I asked Nancy to play it." He said with a straight face as if it was the most obvious thing ever. "You seemed to be enjoying it until I interrupted, so I borrowed it. Without permission."

"You earned yourself a whole criminal record in one night, didn't you?"

"I had to find some way to impress you, didn't I?"

You shook your head, swaying along to the music, "You impress me more and more every day, Munson."

"Good."

When the song came to an end, you were about to walk back to your original position, only to be pulled back by Eddie.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"I didn't think you were that interested in dancing to a slow song." You said, raising your brows.

"Who said I didn't request this as well?"

With only a light tug, your body was pressed against his, your faces mere inches away from one another as he smiled impishly, his gaze trained on your lips. It was like you'd forgotten how to move, offering no resistance when Eddie positioned your arms on his shoulders, putting his hands on your waist, taking a small step away from you to leave room between the two of you.

"I think you're just supposed to step and sway, or something."

You looked down at your feet quickly before taking in a deep breath, the two of you slowly moving your feet, knowing how silly it would look from an outsider's perspective.

"Dancing doesn't really seem to work if both of the participants suck at it." You said, looking up at him, "I'm pretty sure we look idiotic right now."

"Who cares?" Eddie said, offering you a reassuring smile, "Besides, I'm pretty sure it's impossible for you to look idiotic."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah. I think you look fucking amazing."

You couldn't help but laugh at the compliment, unaware of how dazed your smile was making him.

"I think you look fucking amazing, too." You said, brushing some strands of hair away from his face, "What happened to you wearing pajamas?"

"Oh, I couldn't find any without any stains." He shrugged, making your jaw slack. "I think you could've shown up in a trash bag, and still look great."

"Careful, I think they're gonna be in fashion soon."

"You're impossible."

"Thank you, Eddie."

"For what? For calling you impossible?"

"For coming here. I know it isn't your scene, and how much you hate events like this, but you still came. It feels unbelievable."

"Don't you get it?" Eddie chuckled, "I'd go anywhere for you."

"I'm still gonna be thankful for that, even if you don't like it." You said, full of confidence. "I can't believe I got Eddie Munson to go to prom."

"I actually think we should do this more often."

"Do what?" You laughed, "Go to prom? I don't think it works like that."

"I mean, go on dates." He said matter-of-factly, and you could feel your jaw slacken involuntarily, the sight making Eddie laugh. "Cat got your tongue?"

"I had no idea this was a date."

"Really? You thought I could see you looking like that and be able to stay as friends?"

You felt blood rush to your face as you moved one of your hands to the back of his neck, pulling his head towards you and meeting him halfway by reaching your lips to his.

Eddie kissed you under the blue lights, the grip on your waist tightening as he pulled you closer, the distance between you now non-existent, and unlike your feet, your lips moved perfectly in sync.

You heard yourself gasp for air once you pulled away from him, your reaction causing Eddie to grin, reveling in his success.

"I'm definitely spiking the punch, though." He whispered, before pressing his lips back on yours.

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