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3uthym1c · 2 months

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𓆩⚝𓆪 ☒ 𝐏𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐀 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐝! 𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘍𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳

𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖ ⋆ ࣪. ˖ ࣪⭑ ˖ ࣪ ٬ ุ๋ ⸱ ִֶָ . ָ࣪ ˑ ֗⭑ ˖ ࣪ ٬ ุ๋ ⸱ ִֶָ . ָ࣪ ˑ ֗ ˖ ⋆ ࣪. ˖ ࣪⭑ ࣪ ˖ ⋆ ࣪. ⸱ ִֶָ . ָ࣪

Ꮺ Read before getting into your group please! THERE IS A MESSAGE FOR EVERYONE AT THE END!!!

Hey y'all, it's me and I'm back. I told y'all I don't have a PAC uploading schedule 😭. I honestly just do it whenever I feel that I have the energy and then recharge. Perhaps when I'm in my "tarot reading hibernation" I'll take free requests so stay tuned (I'll have to figure out rules for requests first 😭).

Remember that you can pick more than one and to choose what resonates and STAY HYDRATED!!! I've never done a love reading before so feedback would be very appreciated.

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For physical features I see that they have brown hair (light or dark brown). For some, your partner might have dreads, locs, or very intricate braids. Their skin may be brown or tanned (or tan easily). They have such an infectious and bright smile, it's like their whole face lights up and it's so beautiful to everyone seeing it. They're muscular, but in skinny way? I don't know how to explain it. Kind of like runners? As for their clothes or clothing style, they might wear either all black or white with a few pops of color. Like an example would be a dark t-shirt with a bright red collar thing and a necklace with a big yellow crystal.

They carry so so so much enthusiasm. Right off the bat they just bring a light very few can bring. They bring so much to people just by existing. inspiration, hope, enlightenment even? They don't even have to be extroverted they just have and give so much energy. They have so many silly little thoughts they share every now and then that seem to come out of nowhere. Their biggest character strength is gratitude. They feel so thankful for everything and everyone and they'll let you know. Oh my god pile 1 you're so lucky this person is so in love with life and will make you in love with life even more than you currently do. They will make you love being human the and feeling and tasting and dancing and experiencing that come with it. It'll have you seeing beauty in the everyday things.

Right now they're going through some really intense spiritual transformation. They need to learn to ask for help when they need it. They'll do well though. They'll find a lot of things could've been solved by just asking for help. Both you and them are at the beginning of your journeys (that doesn't mean your journey is long though), so if you guys think things are already good then I'm thinking of the phrase "universe, show me how good it can get". They're such a good cook & baker by the way. They have a lot of earth and fire placements. Extremely romantic in both the loveydovey type and the artsy sense.

When you come into their life it's very much random and unexpected. My sister just unexpectedly found an item that cleans her flute so I'll take it as a sign that you guys meet at a music / dance event or concert. Perhaps in the same class taking music lessons. Also random message: this meeting is just unavoidable, no matter what you do they'll find their way to you so don't worry. Even if you guys meet, have a conversation, and leave, you guys will keep bumping into each other. Months into your relationship, both of you will look back at this meeting as something purely magical. If they don't believe in fate or magic or some higher power, this will change their mind.

I'm also hearing, "It's so beautiful how deeply you feel." You may have been looked down on for being "overly sensitive" and "caring too much" but they very much appreciate it. Also hearing "Whatever you say, beautiful." like if you told them to do something crazy they wouldn't even question it. Literally remembered this image:

🍈 ☒ Key Words / Items / Etc: The Chariot (representing them), Ruby, the word "baroque", Soprano, Clownfish, Horses, Bells, Lemons, roses, letter S.

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Straight dark brown or black hair, they like wearing more simple outfits most of the time with neutral colors but there will be days where they're like "screw it I'm going to dress all fancy just to go to the library". Often carries a backpack or suitcase or purse everywhere. Worst case of RBF (resting bitch face) ever, but their face is so gentle and pretty too. Maybe wears black glasses (maybe prescription maybe not). A little random but you might find that they look so hot when they're focused? Really nice hands, they might like to wear rings or gloves. Would probably let you paint their nails.

But when you get to know them they're actually goofy and sometimes they don't even know it. "Apartment complex? I find it quite simple actually." vibes. I think a lot of people don't like how confident they look and say stuff like "They think they're better than us." when they never even act like that. Warning they have so many haters and it isn't because they even did or said anything, people see them and their confident energy and assume so so SO much about them. They don't know that though, because to them it seems like they hate your S/O for no reason and they're so confused. In reality they're so soft and kind hearted.

Random thing - they might really like penguins? They have ungodly amounts of patience for everything and everyone it's mind boggling. They're either interested or uninterested in things, so if they're interested they will put their heart and soul into whatever it is. You can see it so well in their work and career, whatever it may be. Embodiment of the word "Meraki". Btw your S/O doesn't want me to "spoil any surprises" take it as you wish.

EDIT: Holy shit there was whole entire paragraph about what I'd guess is the "surprise" that somehow didn't end up in the reading when I copy / pasted it from Notion to tumblr?????

Going to add more to this, it seems that your partner is super shy and a little awkward if that makes sense? Like, if you ever have done readings about specific people, while you may not HEAR their voice, you can kind of feel the vibes of them talking? They kind of remind me of the smell after the rain (which if you're curious, no it was not raining at the time of me doing this reading).

🍈 ☒ Key Words / Items / Etc: Meraki (obviously), Cats, purple & blue, the letter R, birds visiting your backyard often, 777,

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Instead of starting with physical appearance I think I want to start off with what they're like. Right off the bat their energy is very easy to tap into (in a good way). In fact, after I was done with pile two, I kept on getting intuitive messages for two whole days on what they're like. This whole entire pile I didn't even have to draw a single card. at all. They're extremely talkative, and I wouldn't be surprised if you constantly recieved messages and signs from them. I'd imagine it would be like recieving a loud notification on your phone because honestly whatever chance they get, their higher self constantly is there checking in on you.

They have an incredible sense of humor first of all. They will never fail to make you laugh. I hope this makes sense, but they're almost like a walking four leaf clover or lucky charm. Wherever they go they just bring good luck to themselves and people around them. Perhaps their very existence is a miracle. Their birthday may be in May. This is going to sound weird and no shade to your S/O but they're the type of person you wouldn't expect to be so smart. Usually people think of smart people as like, these serious nerdy looking people, but this person is genuinely so so smart and good at talking to others.

I bet how you guys will meet is that you'll be struggling with something and they'll walk into your life and help you. They have the sort of magic of a teacher that can explain the hardest topics so easily. One of their weaknesses is that they're a little too afraid to ask help for themselves. This person isn't JUST good boy/girl/joyfriend material, but also a great spouse.

Wouldn't be surprised if they have light hair or are ginger. If they have dark hair it's probably dyed. Their hair is so fluffy and if it's long it's very nice to just run your hand in. A very comfortable style, I could imagine that they sometimes wear soft pastel colors (Blue, green, orange mostly) or neon. Hoodlies, loose clothing, handmade clothes.

🍈 ☒ Key Words / Items / Etc: Four leaf clovers, 444, cats with different colored eyes (kinda specific), spiders, random light colored yarm / wool.

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Your partner is probably much taller than you. They probably have silver jewelry and long hair. They put in a LOT of effort into how they look, they always look so fashionable. They also take great care of their body too. I don't think it's to the point where they're vain though, they just take care of themselves and like dressing cool. They may have blue, green, or grey eyes.

First of all, this may come to a shock to you but your partner is very spiritual. When you meet them they'll probably have already spent years learning about and practicing their spirituality. Everyone that meets them thinks that they're mentally just wise beyond their years, and I don't mean when it comes to academics (though that might be the case). There's just something about them that makes them feel like they've been on this earth for a long long time and have witnessed many things and met many people.

They may actually be a historian, anthropologist, archivist, librarian, psychologist, or sociologist. Okay I've just been having this stuck in my head while doing this reading but I'm imagining like, a rock or statue with moss growing on it. Also I'm feeling strangely calm and warm right now. I don't know if "calm" would even describe it, it's like complete serenity.

When you meet them it might be in somewhere incredibly crowded, but it'll feel like it's just the two of you. You could maybe meet them through a friend and have a nice long night drive talking to each other. They genuinely love you. I mean obviously this is a future partner reading so of course they would, but this love runs so deep. There's not any way that I can get you to fully understand the depths of this love, so you'll just have to wait and see!

They're the type of person that makes people comfortable enough to be themselves without worrying about judgement, mostly because to be honest this person is seen as "weird" themselves. You make them love humanity, is another message I'm getting.

Also a note that I didn't even pull cards for this, it was all intuitive so usually I take it as a sign this person's energy / presence is strong and you probably receive messages and signs from their higher self a lot. Or maybe their 3d human self consciously sends positive energy your way, a sign of this is randomly feeling warm and cozy and calm for no reason. P.S. they probably think about you as much as you think about them.

ALSO!!!! PILE 4 don't stop reading it yet there's a message I got for you guys but I feel called to put it at the end separately for all of the piles!

🍈 ☒ Key Words / Items / Etc: 888, blueberry, lights that flicker for no reason, or maybe dreams where you see some sort of light floating around, rainbows, bees, Magician card, the word "arbiter"

𝕄𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝔼𝕍𝔼ℝ𝕐 ℙ𝕀𝕃𝔼!!!

I know someone (not all of you) is thinking "Nahh this sounds too good to be true", well 1. that's the magic of soul connections and love & 2. Please stop lowering your standards because it's "unrealistic" because I swear you're not asking for much from a person. You deserve something "too good to be true" bestie (And also, remember, YOU are a dream come true for them too 😭).

"Why me what's so special about me 🫤 " on god you're the type of person who asks for signs from your spirit guides and then ignores them like they're tiiiireeedddd. Real talk though, you don't know how beautiful you are to a strangers eyes because you grow accustomed to your face. You don't know how smart and amazing you are (and yes knowing a lot about a random show or book or random subject counts as being smart shhh).

You are so perfectly human you just DON'T KNOWWW. I

f you think like this (or even if you don't because we should all do this), I'm giving you homework. Make a list of everything you are grateful for yourself for doing / being, what topics and interests you have, your favorite fashion style, achievements, color, animal, your favorite song, things you have around the house that you like and why, etc.

YOU ARE AN INTERESTING PERSON!!!! If you have a good relationship with your parents / guardians or grandparents or aunts or siblings, ask them what they love about you. Get to know yourself!!! A lot of things are cool and special about you!!!!!!!!!

-Eiki

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the-s1lly-corner · 11 months

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How they react to you telling them you're pregnant

Obligatory reader is afab but like most of my posts they're gn/gendered pronouns aren't used

Slenderman;

Cue the confusion

Pregnant?

Surprised more than anything, he didnt think that he could get you pregnant considering you're both different species

And also he didnt think he was fertile; at least not in the normal sexual reproduction way

Kinda just

Accepts it

Now do I think he would be a good dad?

Maybe? He wouldn't be horrible or absent, but some human things are still foreign to him, including raising a child.. so hes probably going to need a decent amount of guidance

I feel like he'd also be a helicopter parent? He already watches you like a hawk, he'd probably start doing the same with his kid as they get older

"Hey (kid name) who's that tall white boy following you??" "Oh that's my dad"/j

Becomes more protective of you during the pregnancy and the weeks after

Takes it in stride tbh

Splendorman;

Pause

Before you start to worry he scoops you up

Also thought it wasnt possible, but is hyped when he finds out the news

He WILL pamper you... may also dip into overbearing territory, though

He just doesnt want you or the baby to get hurt

He says goodnight to the bump later on in the pregnancy tbh

Oh you know hes gonna be decorating their room and giving them loads of toys

Would be a good father but may dip into unhealthy habits

This dude struggles with toxic positivity imo, so that's definitely something that's gonna need to be addressed

Laughing Jack;

Okay obviously ALL of them are probably going to be sat down and told the news, but Jack is gonna need the most talking to given that he probably doesn't grasp the gravity of it

He KNOWS what pregnancy is, he KNOWS what a baby is; but he doesn't know the intricacies of pregnancy if that makes sense

Like he doesnt know about the soreness, or cravings, or how fragile those tiny human beings actually are. Dude already struggles with being gentle with adults

So it's going to require a long and in depth talk about everything that's going to happen if you guys decide to keep the kid

Reaction wise, he takes it seriously. Kind of uncanny compared to his usual silly demeanor

Again, due to him being a lil dumb hes almost under reacting

As a parent I think...

Okay he'd probably kinda suck

He would love the kid but he would be so so so irresponsible I'm so sorry

Gives the kid candy for meals (bro cant cook)

Get that man into some parenting classes PLEASE

Eyeless Jack;

Another "I'm surprised because I deadass thought I was infertile" one, given my whole lore/Hc for EJ

The most worried out of them all

"What if they're like me and are cursed? What if they hate me? What if they grow to hate me? What if-"

He baby proofs his cabin... before insisting that the baby stays at your place primarily (if you haven't moved in with him) because he's scared of his whole... eating people thing

Please give him loads and loads of reassurance, hes gonna need it

He'll work hard to be the best father he can be, though!

He takes the kid out for walks in the woods, teaches them different plants and bugs and tells them which are dangerous

"Oh I don't want to hold them, what if I hurt em?" *falls asleep while holding his baby after reading them a story*

Masky;

You gotta baby proof him and the house im sorry, hes feral

Another "you're gonna have to sit him down and lay down the rules" type deal

Hes already mellowed out around you but he needs to mellow out a touch more for an infant

Hard to gauge his reaction but he seems.... excited? Hard to tell when hes sitting still and wearing a mask

When the baby comes he, like slenderman, also watches them like a hawk

You will walk in on him sitting over their crib at 3am/hj

Surprisingly gentle when it comes to handling the kid, just casually walks around with them and shit

Great for looking after the kid during the night while you rest

Hoodie;

V similar to Masky but he's already naturally calm

Putting this here now before I forget but he would take his mask off to make faces at the baby to try to make them laugh

Mf doesn't take his mask off for you though ☝️🙄/hj

Surprisingly good at calming down screaming infants for some reason

Similar reaction as Masky; hard to read but way easy to guess its positive since he lightly boinks where his mouth would be under his mask to your cheek while papping your stomach

Hes a lil silly

But hes got the spirit

Good dad, me thinks

#creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #slenderman x reader #splendorman x reader #laughing jack x reader #eyeless jack x reader #masky x reader #hoodie x reader

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prettypei · 8 months

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plot: satosugu bf headcanons (seperately); fluff!

reader: gn! Reader

parings: highschool! geto, gojo

warnings:none?? I don’t think so

(a/n): SUGURU ON THE MIND!!!! esp after that new ep gawd damn

✰GOJO

HES SUCH A LOSER BF

like you knew it from the way he asked you out

he planned to ask you out by making a cake that said "date me?" on it

he thought it was romantic

but gojo srsly cant cook

he even though he really likes sweets he cant even fry an egg so the cake turned out something like... imagine the worst cake possible with frosting everywhere and the message on top of the cake is unreadable and the cake is a weird brown color? yeah its like that

you agreed to go out with him anws

if you ever get in a fight hes definitely pullin up to fight with you, no matter how wrong you are

"cats are dogs" "yea they're basically animals so they're the same!"

will ask to copy homework EVERY. SINGLE TIME.

he claims that he trusts you like you grades vould be going downhill and he would still borrow urs

is the type of person to accidentally copy the name too

such a virgin everyone says he's a major f-boy but in reality he has never felt another person touch him romantically

he gives you goofy grins whenever he does sth stupid (and when he does it's mostly bc he wants to see you laugh)

calls you the most ridiculous pet names "sugar bby pookie bear"

also likes referring to you as candies like he called you liquorice one time???

has a habit of applying lip gloss... like A LOT.

"can I kiss u babe" "yeah lemme put on lip gloss rq" *proceedes to spend 10 whole minutes smacking his lips and applying lip gloss*

really big on pda hes suuupperrrr into it, but he'll tone it down if you're uncomfortable

if ur into it tho? he kisses you every two secs

TAKES THE WORST DATING ADVICE EVER FROM THE TRIO

"guys where shld I bring (name) on a date?" "Bring her to a sewer, that way they'll be scared and hug you."-geto "idk a therapist?"-shoko (in the end you were just grossed out, but he somehow makes it sweet and wholesome at the same time?)

✰GETO

he texts you a lot of memes (I'm sure this is widely agreed throughout the fandom lol)

doesn't hug you a lot in public but he does wrap his arm around your shoulder

he wouldn't be reallyyyy affectionate but if you are he'll accept your hugs with a little smile

he likes my melody more than kuromi

his love language is quality time, sometimes you'll spend dates just lounging out on the couch and doing nothing. However, he thinks it's much nicer than just being by himself

really great memory, he notices those small details about you that no one else does, or even the ones you're unaware of like when you always fold a napkin when you're at a restaurant yk hes cute like that

asks the weirdest questions ever: "do you think I'm a squirrel or a chipmunk?" respond with "I think you're an idiot" QUICK!!!

he gets super moody when his hair ties are missing, he has a whole bag of them at his dorm

allows you to give him silly hairstyles when he's sleepin <3

loves truth or dare and 20 questions

has a weird obsession with puzzles and he likes it if he’s piecing one together with you

he also gets competitive without knowing. Like even with you if you guys are at an arcade and you win him at basketball hoops he’s bitter

”let’s do it again I was not ready” “you said that 5 times and I still won” “NO”

he believes in astrology stuff

is more emotionally attracted to people than physically

he may come off as cold but he just doesn’t express as much as gojo

he sometimes paints (mostly watercolor) and a lot of them are of you or are inspired by you <333

MY POOKIE!!! Free my man he did nothing wrong!!!!

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frostgears · 9 months

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twice as Still

the doll that brought you to this cheery cottage kneels gracefully at its owner's feet. "you could join this one," it says. "the way you are is… familiar. like it used to be."

the witch lifts an eyebrow at you.

"oh," you babble, "no, i'm fine, there's been a misunderstanding. i think dolls are neat and all, but i wouldn't really want to be one."

"that's just fine," the witch says. "really, i'm sure Marigold's lonely with just itself around the house, but before it became Marigold, it was a quite distinguished person, with an extensive set of skills. i couldn't take just anyone into my service…"

"wait. you're saying i couldn't be a doll?"

"well. no. i'm sure you could… it's just that i wouldn't start with, hmm, material of this grade, i suppose you might say?"

well, now you're mad.

"listen, lady, you should be so lucky! i cook, i hunt, i fight, i sing, i paint, i sew, i can serve the hell out of dinner… i'm sure i could be twice as Still and three times as obedient as your doll here, easily! i'd make an incredible doll!"

she sighs. "the fact that you need to boast about it only makes me more sure that you wouldn't… hey!"

you've already grabbed her wand hand, forcing the tip of the gnarled black root to your forehead.

"what's the matter, scared i'd be too good—"

there's a noise, as if the world has been drawn taut, and then plucked.

something changes.

"oh," you say, in a newly high and monotone voice.

"oh," the witch agrees.

you can remember why you were so worked up, but suddenly, you're just not feeling it any more. you fall to your knees. you feel now-strained fabric split at your side.

"no, no," the other doll tugs at your wrist. "like this! knees together, hands folded."

"i'm…" you begin, and then more comfortably, "this doll is…regardless… going to be… did it say twice as Still?"

"it did," the witch shrugs. "and it said 'three times as obedient'."

"it already regrets its competitive nature, but words were said…"

and now that glands are apparently no longer involved, the words seem even more important.

"…so may this doll serve, Mistress?"

"Marigold," the witch says, "go find it a uniform. leave it at the door."

the other doll rises, turns, curtsies, and disappears.

"two times Still is just ever Still," she continues, "but three times as obedient… oh, silly little thing. you're going to be the perfect toy."

even in your new form, your eyes would be about level with hers, but suddenly, she seems very large, and you, very small.

"you may serve," she purrs, and your clothes almost come off on their own.

your mind is no longer involved. her touch is command. her gaze is law.

you wonder afterwards (there is no time during) if the other doll knew that this would happen to you.

when you pass it in the kitchen, the up-down-up flick of Marigold's amber eyes tells you: it knew.

in a few weeks, you learn to decode the expression fully: it is pleased that you made such a good doll. but three times as good as it? keep trying.

the witch, for her part, does not play favorites. but she does occasionally make a wanton face and mouth "three times!" at you. □

#empty spaces #dollposting

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earthtoharlow · 1 year

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Flashing Lights

Jack Harlow x SingerOC

Series Masterlist

03) Fun Girl

“I DIDN'T PEAK IN HIGH SCHOOL I'M STILL OUT HERE GETTIN CUTER!!” Maryse and Saweetie rapped along to Industry Baby by Lil Nas X and Jack while on their way to the gym.

“Nas and Jack ate that up!” Saweetie told Maryse as the song was coming to an end. Maryse immediately agreed.

“They sure did! It’s definitely going to be huge, I can tell.” Maryse replied. Saweetie watched her long time friend take a photo of the song playing on the radio before smiling back down at her phone.

“Hm, so things must be going great between you and Jack?” Saweetie questioned

Maryse was so distracted by her phone that she didn’t hear her.

“BIIIITCH! I can’t believe Jack got Rubi Rose pregnant!!” Saweetie shrieked loudly.

Maryse jumped in her seat, her phone dropping to the floor of the car. “WHAT?!”

Saweetie couldn’t help but burst out laughing. “Oh I knew that would get your attention.”

Maryse picked up her phone with an eye roll. “That’s seriously not funny.”

Her friend simply gave her a knowing smile before turning into the parking lot of the gym. “I was just wondering how everything’s going with lover boy, but I’m assuming it’s going great because of that silly little grin you have on your face.”

Maryse ignored her and grabbed her gym bag and hopped out the car. “First of all, he’s not my lover boy, we’re simply just friends.”

Saweetie laughed again, “yeah ok boo whatever you say, but I’ve known you since college and you don’t even smile half as big when I text you!” She said walking ahead of Maryse

Maryse hurried behind her to catch up. “Will you slow down, geez”

“And that’s not even true!” Maryse huffed.

“Uh huh. SURE. Then who are all those love songs you've been writing about?” Saweetie turned to question Maryse

“You’ve been going through my songbook?!” Maryse asked before dropping her mouth in shock.

“No, I was lying. I just wanted to see your reaction.” Saweetie soon told her.

Maryse sighed a little. She may have a tiny crush on everyone’s favorite white rapper but she swears it’s only a little one. They’ve only hung out once more since that day at the studio, two months ago.

“Ok, fine. I might have a tiny crush on the guy.” Maryse told her, bringing her thumb and pointer fingers together to emphasize how small of a crush she had on Jack.

“Besides, nothings gonna happen anyway. I’m nowhere near ready to start dating again.” Maryse mentioned. She dated Nate for so long, that now that they broke up, she was scared to open her heart up again.

Saweetie gave Maryse a look of sympathy, placing a hand on her shoulder. “Are you not ready or are you just scared that Jack is going to hurt you just like Nate did?”

Maryse’s head dropped with a sigh. She hated how well Saweetie knew her. “Look, the gym isn’t the place to really talk about this, so we can talk more about it later but here’s something to think about. Don’t let your fear stop you from finding the love you truly strive for. Nate has nothing to offer you right now in the present. So don’t let him shape your future.”

To stop herself from crying in public she reached forward and gave Saweetie a big hug. “I love you, Diamonté. Thank you.”

Pulling away Maryse jokingly said. “When did you get so wise?”

“Girl, I think it’s all the Steve Harvey tik toks I’ve been watching. That man knows everything!”

The two of them looked at each other and laughed loudly before walking towards the treadmills.

After Maryse and Saweetie made it back from the gym, the two girls decided to just chill around the house. Saweetie was currently in the kitchen cooking their favorite Filipino dish sinigang when Maryse decided to hop on Instagram Live to catch up with fans.

“I’m about to hop on live so don’t say anything crazy!” Maryse yelled from the kitchen table.

“No promises! You know I can’t control what comes out my mouth!” Her friend yells back

Maryse just shakes her head before sending off a tweet to let her followers know to join the live.

“Hi guys! Surprise, I’m on live! It’s been a long time huh?” Maryse said, speaking into the phone.

She leaned forward squinting a little to read the comments that were rapidly coming in. “Ooh okay, we got 6 thousand people on right now, thank y’all for joining!”

“What are you doing right now?” Maryse read the comment out loud. “Well, I landed in LA yesterday afternoon and right now I’m waiting for my personal chef to finish my dinner” She said trying to hold in her laughter, and mouthed “watch this” into the camera. Maryse could hear Saweetie drop her utensils down in the kitchen. Not even 10 seconds later, Saweetie pops down next to her and hits her slightly with her hand.

“Bitch, you wish I was your personal chef!” Maryse smiled at her before looking back at the comments.

Saweetie pointed towards a comment on the screen. “Here’s a good one, Maryse. When are we getting new music?”

Maryse tapped her pointer finger to her face, like she was thinking. Her new single was dropping soon but they didn’t need to know that quite yet.

“I don’t have an answer to that, but I’ve been in the studio almost everyday trying to make sure everything is perfect. I promise, it’ll be worth the wait.”

Maryse laughed seeing Doja comment that she and Saweetie were having too much without her.

“Doja! We’re having a horrible time without you! We miss you so much!” Maryse replied back and blew kisses to the camera. “You know, you my bestie in a tessie!” Saweetie said to Doja.

Maryse and Saweetie laughed and talked to the fans for a while before she saw the name Urban Wyatt request to join the live. Before she could react, Saweetie blurted out, “Who the fuck is Urban Wyatt?!”

All Maryse could do was stare at her friend in bewilderment then shake her head. She accepted his request and a couple seconds later he showed up.

“I’m sorry about her, she’s from our straight outta the hood program, and lacks some home training.” Maryse said jokingly.

“But how are you doing?”

Maryse wanted to ask him where his best friend was, but contained herself.

Urban laughed at her joke before responding. “I’m alright, you know just in the studio with my boy.”

Behind Urban you could hear a voice questioning who he was speaking to. The sound of Jack’s voice was making Maryse’s stomach tingle, it seemed to get worse when he finally appeared in front of the camera.

Maryse couldn’t help but give him a shy smile, but it turned into a full blown smile when Jack smiled back.

“Hello, ladies.” Jack greeted them, taking a seat next to Urban

“Cracker Jack!” Saweetie said with a wave before going back to eating her food.

“Hi, Jackman, I heard you guys are in the studio.” Maryse already knew this, the two of them were texting all morning, and planned on hanging out the next day since they were both in town.

Jack nodded, taking over the phone from Urban. “Been here all day.”

Jack got closer to the camera “what’s the move for tonight? Y’all look good.” Jack said with a flirty smile. He wasn’t lying, they both looked good. But he was only looking at Maryse.

“Boy bye!” Saweetie said with a wave of her hand while Maryse couldn’t stop the smile on her smile.

Deciding to ignore him, Maryse answered his first question.

“We’re probably just going to bar—“ Maryse was cut off

“Fuck a bar! We going to the club! We OUTSIDE!”

Giving a funny look into the camera, “my apologies, I guess we’re hitting up the club” Maryse shrugged. She really didn’t feel like going out but also felt like she needed a night out after spending so many nights in the studio.

Since Jack was in the studio, Maryse could hear what sounded like horns in the background. She couldn’t help but bring it up.

“Let the people hear what you’re working on! From what I can hear it sounds good.” Maryse told him.

“Yeah! Let us hear, Cracker Jack!”

“Will you ever stop calling me that?”

“No.”

Jack shocked his head at her before talking the phone over to the soundboards.

“Alright, I’ll play the first 20 seconds. Mainly because that’s all I have and I can’t give away too much.” Jack said before giving a wink into the camera.

If Maryse was lying down, that wink would’ve had her giggling and kicking her feet.

The ladies watched as Jack pressed play and the sounds of horns sounded from behind him. It sounded amazing. After a few seconds you could hear Jack come in

Mm-mm, mm, mm-mm tss

My nail tech knows how to keep a lil' secret

I don't wish for my success, I speak it….

Maryse and Saweetie started bobbing their heads and dancing in their seats. The comments were going crazy at the snippet. Maryse cheered a little as the snippet ended.

“Jack, you gotta finish that ASAP! I’m loving the horns” Maryse told him, Saweetie nodded her head in agreement.

Maryse thought it was sweet watching Jack put his head down shyly to hide him blushing.

“Thanks, ma” He told her.

It was Maryse’s turn to blush.

Jack and Urban had to get off soon after to finish working in the studio but not before dropping the news that the two of you worked on a song together and quickly leaving the live leaving the fans to freak out

“He’s lying. What I tell you guys about believing white men!”

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Maryse and Saweetie walked down the sidewalk with their arms hooked together. They weren’t in the least bit drunk, but laughter has been going on all night. The two spent a total of 30 minutes at the club before deciding to just go to a bar with good music instead.

“What are we having?” Saweetie asks Maryse as they walk to the bar. Sitting down waiting for the waiter to approach them.

“Hm, let’s be lemon drop bops tonight” Maryse told her with a grin.

“Yes hunny! I love the sound of that”

3 lemon drops later Maryse was starting to feel buzzed. She’s always been a lightweight.

Leaning over to talk in her friends ear she said “I’m going to the restroom, I’ll be right back!”

Saweetie nodded before asking if Maryse needed her to come with. Shaking her head no Maryse replied “Stay here! We don’t wanna lose our table!”

Maryse made her way to the restroom in one piece. Thankfully, there was hardly a long wait.

After washing her hands and convincing herself that she wasn’t that drunk, Maryse left the bathroom. As she was turning the corner she ran into what felt like a brick wall.

“Oh God, I’m so sorry—“ Maryse stopped herself once she saw who it was.

It was Nate.

Rolling her eyes, she moved to walk around him but he stopped her.

“I have nothing to say to you, move out of my way.” Maryse gritted her teeth at him.

“Oh c’mon babe, don’t treat me like that.” Nate said, stepping closer to her. Maryse’s back hit the hallway wall.

“I saw your little instagram post.” Nate mentioned

Maryse couldn’t help but roll her eyes again at him. “Really? That’s why you have me cornered right now.” Nate was really starting to piss her off. The alcohol making it worse.

“Let’s get back together.” Nate begged her.

The audacity of this man. “HELL NO! I don’t know if it’s because you’re constantly hitting your head while playing football or what but I’m never getting back together with you. Now, I suggest you leave before Diamonté sees you and kicks your ass.” Maryse told him before pushing past him and walking away

“That’s fine! I don’t want your hoe ass anyway! No one does.” Nate spat out, nose flaring.

Maryse almost turned back around to give him another piece of her mind, but what he said next made her stop in her tracks.

“I’m glad you said no when I proposed to you. You know what they say, you can’t turn a ho into a housewife. You're always going to be the fun girl, the homie. It’s cool to hang out with you until it’s time to settle down. Never going to be wifey material with that nasty attitude.”

Maryse counted to 10 in her head to calm herself down. How dare he. She continued to walk away, not even wanting to give him the pleasure of knowing he hurt her. Making her way back to the table by the bar she ignored Saweetie when she asked why it took her so long and ordered a round of vodka shots. Maryse had a point to prove now. She’ll show him a fun girl.

Few hours later, the crowd in the bar was starting to thin. This particular bar was open 24 hours but it was almost 3 am so people were starting to leave. Maryse and Saweetie were giggling like teenagers. They’ve lost count how many drinks they each had tonight.

“You're really lucky I wasn’t around when he cornered you, that’s all I’m saying!” Saweetie told her

“What were you gonna do? Kick his ass?” Maryse questioned.

“Yes I would’ve went WWE on his ass!” Maryse could not stop laughing at that. All she could visualize was Saweetie suplexing a football player double her size.

“I think we should call it a night.” Maryse said after they stopped laughing with a slur of her words. She was dreading the hangover she was bound to have in the morning.

Saweetie nods in agreement, “yup, I’m done. But you gotta call Uber. My phone died.” She slips off the stool and staggers towards Maryse. “Oh, I love this song! Let’s dance, while we wait! Saweetie screeches as she pulls Maryse towards the dance floor to dance to Sticky by Drake

“There’s hardly anyone dancing anymore!” Maryse complained.

“Who cares?” She argues before pulling Maryse towards her.

“Oh fuck!” Saweetie ends up tripping over her feet, falling and managing to drag Maryse down with her with a yelp. “Sorry!” She laughs.

Maryse would be embarrassed right now if she wasn’t drunk off her ass. She couldn’t imagine what the two of them looked like laying on the bar floor a giggling mess. As much fun she’s having, Maryse is starting to remember why she doesn’t go out with Saweetie.

“URBAN, JACK WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!” Saweetie yells out

Hearing Jack’s name almost sobered Maryse up completely.

Looking up, Urban looked like he was trying to contain his laughter while Jack had a worried expression on his face as they loomed over top of them.

“You texted me to come pick you up from here.” Jack said, helping you to your feet. Urban doing the same with Saweetie.

“Oh.” Jack stumbles back in surprise as Maryse throws her arm around him in a drunken hug. “I’m so happy you’re here!”

“Damn, they’re plastered.” Urban said, trying his hardest to hold Saweetie up right.

Jack just nods before telling him to make sure Saweetie got home safely. He was going to take Maryse back to his place.

“You think you can walk to my truck?” Jack asked Maryse.

“Of course I’m not that drunk.” She was.

Jack guides her out of the bar. Maryse was ashamed to admit it but if Jack’s arm wasn’t wrapped around her waist to hold her up, she would be eating concrete right now.

As they walk out the exit door, Jack decides to carry Maryse to his car, since he parked around the back to avoid the possibility of paparazzi.

“You aren’t going to throw up on me, are you?” Jack jokes

“No” Maryse scuffs

“Hm, are you sure?” Jack laughs, the vibrations from his chest pass through her.

“I’m fine, I promise.” Maryse said as she relaxed into his arms.

Jack places her down for just a few seconds so he could unlock and open the car door.

“Ok, just warn me before you throw up, these are my favorite pair of New Balance. I’m putting you in the car now.”

Maryse insisted again that she wasn’t going to throw up. Jack still didn’t believe her. He lowered her into the car and leaned over her to buckle the seat belt. His LV cologne invaded her nostrils. As Jack pulls back all Maryse could do was give him a big cheesy smile. She reaches her hand forward to try to reach out to him.

“Woah, there’s two of you!”

Jack couldn’t help but laugh at that. “Maryse, you’re adorable, you know that?”

“Yeah, that’s what people say.” She said tiredly before closing her eyes and leaning her head back against the seat.

Jack drives them back to his apartment, not wanting to leave her alone in this state. The ride back was quiet before he heard Maryse speak in almost a whisper.

“Jack?”

“Yes, Maryse?”

“I’m really starting to like you.”

There’s a sharp intake of breath from Jack. He hated that she probably wouldn’t remember this.

“Don’t hurt me, ok?”

“I could never, Maryse. I could never.”

Jack was left alone in his thoughts for the rest of the ride home.

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AN: Another long chapter full IG lives, lemon drops, ex boyfriends and drunken confessions! Hope you all enjoyed this, let me know what you think!

Also I’m super proud of that gif, it almost looks real! Haha

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kimbap-r0ll · 1 year

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Hi!! I hope you are doing well! May I please request Riddle,Azul,Vil,Idia and Malleus with a gn!reader that gets frequent nightmares so they end up not sleeping well or not even trying to sleep because they don't want nightmares?

Hi, thank you for the ask!

Riddle, Azul, Vil, Idia, Malleus x gn!reader — Can't Sleep

Riddle

Riddle understands what it's like to have restless nights, though for him it's mainly because he's worried about work and maintaining his position as a leader. He wants to help you but he doesn't know if his usually cold attitude to situations will help

He ends up doing what Trey taught him to do when he was younger; bringing a warm cup of tea. He knocks on your door, softly asking if he can come in. When he does, he sees you curled up, sitting with the blanket over your head and looking tiredly at the wall. "I brought you something warm, it's always helped me when I needed to fall asleep."

He'll sit with you and be a listening ear if you need it. He doesn't judge you for the nightmares, even if you may think it's silly. He'll keep a hand on your back

If you ask him to sleep with you because he brings you comfort, at first he may say no. This is just out of courtesy or fear that he may end up making you more awake. But he'll eventually slip into the bed with you and lie there

If he succeeds in helping you fall asleep, he'll kiss you on the forehead and quietly leave. If you don't, he'll figure out something else to keep your mind from drifting to nightmarish imaginations. Maybe he can help you memorize those dorm rules of his (no he's too nice to do that)

Azul

He's also someone with a lot of nightmares, mainly from his childhood. He's getting better with it, mainly by occupying himself with more work so he doesn't have to think about it. But when he finds out you're doing the same he won't take it

"Pearl you are going to bed, I won't watch you stress out and get tired!" he'll say as he stops writing in his book and gets up from his desk. The two of you might've slept together from time to time because you were staying over at his place to study until 4am but this time he tells you to use his bed and rest

If you need anything from him, let him know! He's really good at cooking (just doesn't tell anyone) so if you want some kind of snack he has mainly he can whip up. If you just need someone to talk to, he's also hear for that. He knows how important it is to have someone who listens so he takes that seriously

He tends to be a big cuddler, though at first he may not seem that way. If you want him to cuddle you so you don't have to think too much about your nightmares, he'll do that. He might squeeze you a bit too hard with his strong arms but it's only because he loves you too much

Similar to Riddle, if you fall asleep before he does, he'll go back to his own work while you rest. But you might convince him to also take a break, and why not

Vil

He doesn't get a lot of dreams in general, perhaps it's because he's always so tired or maybe he's just really lucky. However, he does know you need to sleep well to look well. Seeing your dark circles, your tired expression, your head lulling back and forth in class makes him worry

He might sound a bit cold when he first tells you that you need to sleep more, almost like he only cares about your outward appearance. But you know he's telling you about your dark circles because he wants you to sleep more and maybe he wants to do skincare with you haha

"Sleeping helps with your mental health too, and I can't see my beautiful y/n down. I'm here to help, I'll make sure no more nightmares come to keep you awake," Vil says while you two are lying on the bed with facemasks. You might laugh a bit because he's so serious, but it's true—he really wants the best for you

Will spend nights with you at your side. He listens to everything you have to say while brushing your hair, holding your hand, rubbing your back, etc. Similar to Azul he knows that it's important to have someone you can talk to and he wants you to know you'll always be safe with him

You might notice having less nightmares because he's been appearing in your dreams more haha. Either way, he will always be there for you to comfort you and make sure you are taking care of yourself

Idia

He has a lot of nightmares, if anything you two need to work together to help each other out. Perhaps this is why he treats your lack of sleep really seriously. He may not sleep that much himself, but he will not let you get less than 7 hours of sleep

"Y/n, I know we're watching this anime right now but we should sleep, you look tired," he may start out. You explain your situation and how the nightmares are really bad. "Then let me help you conquer them," it sounds a bit cheesy but it's really meaningful coming from Idia

The two of you might fall asleep listening to music together, think animal crossing music on the piano or Ghibli lofi haha. But he'll always keep close to you while you two are together. He keeps his hand in yours, often curling himself towards you too

Talk to him whenever you need. He takes loyalty really seriously and from his past he knows how important it is to have someone who will listen (similar to the others above). He might not know what to say at the moment but he will do everything he can to help you

The two of you both need more sleep, convince him to join you and say that he looks tired and he will definitely make that an excuse to cuddle with you

Malleus

He sleeps fine, nothing out of the ordinary but on occasions he will have nightmares. He knows bad dreams can be terrifying, and it hurts to see you go through it frequently to the point you can't sleep. Sure he could try using magic but that's not what he wants to do, he wants you to conquer those nightmares yourself and he wants to help you with that

He'll try his best by bringing you tea on certain nights, sitting and listening to you, or him reading a book to you. No matter what, he'll always be by your side, assuring you that you're safe and he's here with you. "There's nowhere else I would be, let me protect you," he might whisper one night while you are asleep.

He's a bit of a night owl so he has no problem hanging out with you. He also happens to catch signs of fatigue really easily, so before you even mention that you're having trouble falling asleep one week he'll bring it up and say if you want him to hang out with you.

It's probably his first time trying to comfort someone he truly cares about, especially a human at that. He might consult books and Lilia for advice, to which Lilia might tease him for being so cute.

Overall I feel like Malleus would be amazing at dropping everything to help you. He loves to hold you in his arms, to keep you close, and to listen to you. He never wants to see you sad or afraid, and because of that he will do everything he can to help you have sweet dreams

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joeys-babe · 9 months

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Someday We’ll Be Together

Chapter 4: Practice

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(y/n's pov)

"you sure you gonna be okay to stand on sideline alone?" - joe

"yup i'll be fine, i'll be entertained watching the practice." - you

"okay, imma head inside now" - joe

"okay, see ya in a bit" - you

joe turned around and i watched him walk towards the locker room entrance. we had been standing by his parked car in the players garage as he gave me directions on how to get to the practice fields from here.

as i made my way over, my thoughts were all over the place. last night was; something. joe broke up with his girlfriend and practically cuddled with me the whole night. not to mention us holding hands for a little bit before that. i still don't know what that meant, or what either of us were trying to do. it just felt right in the moment and i think we both respected that enough to not bring it up.

this morning a woke up alone on the couch, the smell of bacon wafting through the air. when i leaned up and was able to see the kitchen i was met with the sight of joe cooking breakfast. we told each other good morning before enjoying breakfast together; our friendship slowly going back to what it once was as we cracked jokes and brought up silly memories.

it was really great to have joe back.

my thoughts calmed down a little bit when the team started walking out. at first i thought i was going crazy when i thought i saw a familiar face but when he got closer and i could see his face better i realized i wasn't going crazy.

ja'marr chase?

since when did he play for the bengals?! the last time i saw that crazy kid was in Louisiana.

but. ja'marr wasn't the only person i noticed.. the extremely attractive number 85 walking next to him caught my eye. definitely looking him up on the roster later, i thought.

i was completely zoned out watching #85 walking past when the fans erupted into cheers. i moved my gaze to the gate when my eyes fell on joe, that's when i realized my previous thoughts were wrong and needed to stop. can't go after your best friends teammates y/n! the little voice in the back of my head told me.

when joe made his way onto the field and the team was given their assignments for the first little bit of practice, i found myself getting a little bored.

my mom had texted me to ask how things went with joe last night so i was texting her back when i felt a tap on my shoulder.

when i turned around there were two girls with smiles on the faces.

"sorry if i startled you.. but we saw you standing over here and thought you looked a little lonely. i'm jess, sam hubbard girlfriend!" - jess stuck her hand out and you shook it

"oh hi! i was kind of getting a little bored." - you laugh slightly

"im gracie, evan mcpherson's fiancé." - gracie shook your hand

"it's lovely to meet you guys! i'm y/n." - you smiled

"ohhhhh" - gracie and jess had a moment of realization in sync

"huh?" - you nervously laughed

"when you said your name we realized who you were." - gracie

"may i ask how?"

"joe talks about you all the time to sam. i've overheard their call." - jess smiled

"oh? i'm actually here with joe, we're childhood best friends." - you

"mhm, because childhood best friends look at each other like that." - gracie

"what do you mean." - you shook your head

"joes staring at you right now." - jess

"oh my lord, we don't like each other like that. we're just friends." - you

"okay then, wanna come over and sit with us?"

- gracie

"sure!" - you

"now you can spend the rest of practice trying to convince us you don't like joe more than a friend." - gracie grinned

a few minutes later we were sitting in a secluded area, other partners of players were there as well but gracie and jess were sitting a little farther away.

"so how'd you and joe become friends?" - gracie

"oh well our moms were best friends since they were in middle school. well when they got older they bought houses next to each other and planned to have kids at the same time. joe was born december 10 and i was born december 19, so we really have grown up best friends. we even went to ohio state together, and when he transferred to lsu i did too. it wasn't until we graduated and he was drafted to cincinnati and i stayed in louisiana that we were separated." - you

"that's so sweet, a cute story to tell your kids one day." - jess nodded with a smile on her face

"girlllll, i just see him as a friend." - you

"so you've never felt a little more for him?"

- gracie

"well.. i've only told my mom this, but i trust you guys enough to tell y'all. when we went to ohio state together, i started thinking he was cute.. which developed into a crush that lasted until we graduated from lsu." - you

"i knew it!" - gracie

"you guys would be so cute together!" - jess

"thanks but my crush on him ended a long time ago." - you

"you say that.. but i saw the way your eyes lit up when he walked out." - jess smiled

"that's just because i'm proud of him. besides he broke up with his girlfriend last night, he doesn't need anything right now." - you

"wait he broke up with lexie?!" - gracie

"yup, you guys were trynna set us up and didn't know he was even single?" - you laughed

"oh girl we hated her. she was so rude and didn't even attempt to cover up the fact she was using joe." - jess

"really. you could ask any of the girls or the players. ja'marr, tee, and sam constantly tried to get joe to break up with her." - gracie

"i know sam and ja'marr from college but which ones tee?" - you looked at the players on the field

"number 85, he's a wide receiver." - jess

"ohhh" - you smiled, a blush forming on your cheeks

"what's that reaction for? you like tee? he's single you know." - gracie

"wouldn't necessarily say like.. i saw him walking with ja'marr and thought he was cute." - you shrugged

"awww, he's a big sweetheart. i'm sure we could set you guys up." - jess

"i appreciate it.. but i don't want to do that to joe. i feel like dating his teammate would be awkward, you know?" - you

".. because you like him!" - gracie

"oh my gosh, guys chill!" - you laughed

"all jokes aside, whatever you and joe are or end up being we really hope you're around more."

- jess

"yeah, you're really sweet and have a great personality. it's great to see joe bring a girl around that i'd be happy to hang out with."

- gracie

"i don't think i'll be going anywhere anytime soon.." - you smile as your eyes land on joe on the field, gracie and jess smiling to themselves as they watch you look at joe

*time skip - after practice in the locker room*

(joes pov)

i was getting dressed since i had just gotten out of the shower when i overheard a couple of the guys talking.

"did y'all see that girl with joe? sheeesh" - joe mixon

"bro she was gorgeous. i don't know what's going on between her and joe, but if they ain't together i needa ask her to get some dinner or somethin."

- tee higgins

"yo for sure, she was beautiful" - tyler boyd

"that's y/n, joe's best friend since birth. i'm sure nothings going on between them that's not platonic." - ja'marr chase

"thank god, imma try to talk to her before higgins." - joe mixon

"sorry mix, but y/n was with jess and gracie the whole time and jess texted me saying that y/n had called tee cute." - sam hubbard

"oooooo now which of my pickup lines should i use?" - tee smirked as he rubbed his hands together

i walked out from around the corner over to my locker before interrupting their conversation.

"none of em" - joe

"yo sorry, is she your girl? what happened to lexie?" - tee

"not my girl, my best like ja'marr said. none of you guys are going to be flirting with her anytime soon, understood?" - joe

everyone stayed silent and looked at the ground, not saying anything.

"understood?!" - joe raised his voice a few levels

the guys all mumbled a "yes", "yes sir", "understood"

"i'm outta here" - joe grabbed his bag from his locker and left

as i was walking out of the locker room i only got more pissed off as i heard the guys continue their conversation about y/n.

when i got to the garage and saw y/n standing next to my car, for a second all the jealousy left and the only thing that mattered was her.

"hey joe!" - you smiled

"hey" - joe smiled back

the guys were right, she did look beautiful today. she was wearing biker shorts and one of my bengals shirts; she didn't have one to wear so i let her borrow one of mine.

"you practiced really well, i can barely tell you had a season ending knee injury" - you pulled him into a little hug before getting into the car

"thanks" - joe got in the car and started driving

when it fell silent my thoughts from earlier came back and i gripped the steering wheel a little tighter.

(y/n's pov)

"you okay?" - you noticed joes body language

"yeh" - joe

"you're lying" - you

"it's stupid.." - joe

"somethings clearly bothering you joey, i want you to tell me what's got you so upset." - you

"okay fine. i'm upset because you caught the eye of quite a few of the guys and they kept talking about you in the locker room." - joe

"oh who?" - you

"tyler boyd, joe mixon, a couple others" - joe made sure to leave tee's name out

"oh really, that's kinda funny." - you laughed slightly

"yes so funny that my teammates have a crush on you." - joe

but i wish it was you.

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authors note: i love writing this book sm. it was hard for me to complete my last one due to the fact i had been writing it for over a year and it became a huge part of me.. but i love this new storyline. guys buckle up this is gonna be a lot!

hope you enjoyed ❤️

#bengals #joe burrow #joe burrow imagine #joe burrow x reader

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prettyboyjohnny · 2 months

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NANCY VOICE LINE TRANSCRIPT 🥩

I did it again. Based on this [x] video.

>Johnny's voicelines<

Notes:

• The game subtitles suck. I used them as a guide for some lines, but otherwise disregarded them.

• The line about about pregnancy has yet to activate for me in game. I think a few of these lines may be switched off.

• I collected the execution lines myself. They are not present in the linked video.

Thanks!

VOICELINES

Encounter start

How dare you attack me like this!

You little shit! How dare you!

Don't you touch me!

Get your filthy hands off my clean clothes!

[Grunts] You're gonna pay... Dearly for this.

Exit interaction

Ain't gonna be no escapin' today.

Just like a damn stranger. No respect for other people's property.

...There. That's better.

This will keep them from scurrying around.

I wish y'all would stop messin' with our damn belongin's. This damn thing's as old as dirt.

Grandpa fed

This house ran much better when you was runnin' things.

I always did like you.

You ain't lookin' too bad these days!

I could use some of this myself.

Next time I'll cook you a nice, proper meal.

Hidden victim found

Now what are you doin' in there?

[Laughs] Now this is just plain damn silly... Come on outta there.

We ain't playin' no hide and seek, you hear me?

What exactly is it you think you're doin' in there?

[Laughs] Oh, child, I'm snappier than you think.

Victim hit

This will slow you down!

[Laughs]

Does that. Hurt. Sweetie?!

Idle

Don't you think I know what you come here lookin' for?

My Harold always said: "If you can't do something right, don't do it at all." Now come get your punishment!

Just in case you was thinkin' a' doin' so, I'd stay out of my secret room if I was you.

It didn't have to be this way, ya know... You just had to come looking for that floozy of yours, didn'tcha?

My goodness... This is gettin' old real fast.

Lose Victim (first)

You ever been down to Devil's River? Oh, It's real nice... Maybe I'll show it to ya.

This type a' behavior tends to occur when you go moseying' around other people's homes!

Nobody ever said life was fair.

You ever hear the sayin' "murder starts in the heart"? I think my Johnny liked that girl.

I was pregnant six times, you know? I wanted a little baby so bad... Then God delivered Johnny. My own little angel.

Lose victim (sub)

Hard times is good for people. I know how to raise 'em... Just look at my Johnny!

I am a suitable mother! Don't you judge me!

Don't you EVER use that tone with me! Do you have any notion who you're talkin' to?

Your little friend had it coming... Looking at my Johnny that way. He's a sweet boy!

Do you know what happens to bodies when you plant 'em? [Laughs] They help the flowers real good!

Lose victim (long)

I haven't had a chase like this in some time.

Squirmin' li'l bastards! Where did you go?!

Just come on out now... Ain't no use in delayin' things.

I have all day, darlin'... You'll mess up soon enough.

Match start

[Sighs] We ain't big on unannounced guests. I ain't gonna take kindly to this trespassin'.

Don't worry, Johnny. I'll help you clean this mess up.

Oh, will you look at that... I didn't know we had visitors.

This is unacceptable behavior.

I ain't never seen such disrespectful behavior in all my life.

Cook seen

You are a damn fool! Always have been!

I thought you had this situation under control! This is unacceptable!

Will you tell them boys of yours to do somethin' already?

Don't you tell me how to raise my boy. Just do your job!

Would you make yourself useful already? ...My Lord!

Hitchhiker seen

You was raised better than this! Will you please go look after Grandpa?! Help him!

I hope you know our well-bein' ain't looking too promising right now?!

You better hope for your sake we get this sorted out!

Damn it, boy... I wish you would use that head of yours already... FIND. THEM.

Would you settle the hell down and help us already?

Johnny seen

Aw, Johnny, my sweet... Don't you worry about all this. We'll fix it... I promise.

Listen to me, Johnny. It's time to do what I taught you to do, okay? Can you do that? For me?

We gotta find them, sweetie. We can't let them leave. Do you understand me?

Just be patient, Johnny. We'll find 'em.

Remember them folks from Tulsa, Johnny? This is just like that. Just spread out and keep huntin'.

Leatherface seen

Well, don't just stand there! Let's see what that saw can do, boy!

You're doin' fine, sweetie.

Just keep lookin'. This will be over soon!

Don't worry about the others, now. Just keep doin' your job. Everything's fine.

Imma need you to find those kids right quick, okay? You can do this.

Grandma would be SO proud of you. Such a strong, handsome boy!

Sissy seen

How dare you use that tone with me, you little heathen!

Things were better off when you was gone. You shoulda kept it that way.

Don't you speak to me like that. You have no idea the things I've done for this family!

Don't you dare talk about my husbands like that. Devil girl.

I'd keep that poison away from me if I were you. You hear me, young lady?

See blood trail

Oh, my... Somebody's hurtin' real bad... Hmm.

Well look at that... Somebody's not doing so good.

THAT is a lot of blood... They gotta be around here somewhere.

[Chuckles]... Looks like we got you now. Let's see where this goes.

Aww, you ain't gonna last much longer, darlin'. I can see you ain't doin' so well.

Victim seen (first)

Oh hey there, sweet child. I can help ya. Just come over here.

Oh, don't leave! You're just in time for supper!

They gon' find that pretty little face of yours under my floorboard if you ain't careful.

You better stay outta my garden.

You will not disrespect our home like this, you hear me?

Now where are you squirmin' off to?

Victim seen (sub)

There's things in this house I just can't let you see, darlin'.

Aw, I am sorry to tell you this, but ain't none of y'all getting outta here alive.

This constant runnin' around is gettin' a little tiresome now.

Where is it exactly you think you're goin'?

Family member seen

You just gonna stand there with that stupid look on your face? Do somethin' already!

If it ain't too much to ask, WOULD YOU MIND HELPIN' ME OUT HERE?

FIND THEM ALREADY! I swear, it's like playin' cards with my brother's kids!

Under NO circumstance would it be acceptable for these kids to leave here! So spread out and search, please!

You know what needs to be done... So do it!

See trapped victim

All this pain could've been avoided, you know.

Oh, are you hurt? Come let Nancy take a look at it.

Looks like you peaked, child. You ain't gonna last much longer.

Poor thing... It's better if you just get this over quick-like. No use in struggling'.

Phew... Not quite my tempo. Glad to see that slowed you down.

See victim escape

Dear lord... This can't be happening. No!

Oh, damn it! I need to catch 'em... Think... THINK!

Oh, Lord, we are in the fire now! How did this happen?!

Ability use denied

[Sighs] Not now... This is simply too much to handle...

I can't... Not quite yet.

[Grunts] I can't do that right this minute.

Ugh, this isn't working!

Use ability

I'll find you... I promise.

Now where... Did... You... Go?

They couldn't've gone too far.

I know they're here... Somewhere...

Set trap

This oughta stop 'em.

Trap successful

Oh, I done got you now.

Got one.

There you are!

Well, I'll be. Look at what we have here.

Gotcha!

Execution

[Groans] We get what we deserve!

Now look what you've gotten yourself into! [Breathes heavily]

I told ya! Stay away from my Johnny! [Breathes heavily]

[Groans and breathes heavily]

[Last updated March 2024]

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New Romantics - Chapter Five - Wanda Maximoff Series

Summary: Trapped in a loveless relationship that has cost her friendships, Wanda watches her senior year of school turn upside down after a party. She will make new friends and may end up learning that not every relationship is doomed to failure.

Warnings: (+16), straight and toxic relationships, making out, underage drinking, language, co-dependency, conversations about insecurity and self-worth, attempted romantic comedy, unrequited love at first, friends to lovers. | Words: 4.606k

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Chapter Five - The First Apologies

Novi Grad, Tuesday 07:35 pm

"Looks like someone had a fun night." That was the first thing Wanda heard entering the house. It was her own fault, of course, she had spent the whole way back with a silly smile on her face and even as she took off her shoes and coat at the door, her murmur of Good Night to her father in the kitchen was more content than usual.

Erik was chopping vegetables and offered a wink to his daughter who tried to disguise being caught.

"Yeah, I was with my friends." She commented, and Erik let out a soft exclamation, tossing some tomatoes into a pot.

"And how is Jean, and Eve, and what was the name of the other one, Anna, right?"

Wanda swallowed dryly, and took courage, approaching the opposite countertop. "I don't hang out with those girls anymore, papa." Erik was surprised, but it was more curiosity than anything. He continued cooking but hummed in signaling that he was listening. Wanda sighed. "We had a fight, and we stopped being friends."

He wiped his hands on a dishcloth, looking at his daughter. "Oh, honey, I'm sorry. You guys were so close. No chance for reconciliation?"

Wanda shrugged. "I fucked things up-sorry." She regrets the swearing with a look from her father, who shakes his head in a short laugh saying it's okay. Wanda sighs again. "I made a bad mistake, and I hurt them. And they hurt me back. So I don't think I have any chance of making things right."

Erik nodded, reaching up to kiss his daughter's forehead. "Young people fight all the time, friends mostly. If time doesn't heal the wounds you have, it's okay to move on. You just need to know that you can always talk to me, okay? I miss that." He says, and Wanda smiles, briefly hugging him by the waist before leaving the kitchen to take a shower.

Pietro, who is lying on the bed with the door open, gets up in a jump as soon as he sees her pass in the hallway, and calls her quietly. Wanda turns to her brother with curiosity.

"You're having dinner with us tonight right?"

She laughs confusedly. "Yes?"

He nods eagerly. "Great, I have to talk to you two about something."

"Pietro, you are acting so weird, is everything okay?"

"Yeah, but it's important. I'll talk to you at dinner." He insists, and she frowns but eventually gives in on not bothering him.

As she is sorting clean clothes for the shower, her cell phone rings. Her face lights up immediately when she unlocks her phone and there is a picture on Instagram marked with her name. It is one of the doodles you made of her playing the guitar, and you posted it on the stories.

She replies to you with "When will I be able to take the painting home?"

And she feels her heart miss a beat when you respond with "The painter is coming with it, sorry."

She sighs as she flirts back, "I don't see the problem."

You send a shy emoji and a heart, and Wanda thinks it best to get in the shower before her family notices the color of her cheeks.

Novi Grad, Tuesday 08:24 pm

The pasta was delicious, and Wanda never ceased to be amazed at what a good cook her father was. A few minutes into dinner, chatting away, she almost forgot about Pietro's earlier anxiety, but he sure was growing tense by the minute.

When Erik finished telling them about the mid-year event the Hospital was thinking of doing, his eldest son cleared his throat and put down his fork.

"There's something I need to say." He announced half-pale. Erik frowned and took a sip of the red wine.

"What is it, boy?"

Pietro swallowed dryly, exchanged a look with his sister, and replied:

"I'm quitting the track team."

Erik gave a confused laugh, "Pietro, don't be ridiculous. How do you plan to get a sports scholarship if you're not on the team?"

Pietro stares at his father, "I'm not going to college anymore."

Erik laughs again, thinking it is some kind of joke. He exchanges a look with Wanda, but the girl is equally surprised by the whole thing. Erik stops laughing.

"What is this, huh? Some kind of teenage crisis? If you wish to change your major, let's talk about it. But you are going to college. I made sure that you, both of you, got a good education and opportunities-"

"Crystal is pregnant."

The table falls completely silent for a full minute. Wanda moves first, and it is to pick up the bottle of wine and take a whole sip. Erik is in such shock that he doesn't even react to it.

"I beg your pardon?" The man then asks, as pale as his son.

Pietro looks like he might start crying at any moment. "She, we want to keep the baby. Take responsibility. We're not going to college, we're going to raise this child together, our families have some structure after all, and if one day either of us wants to go back to school, it will be at another time."

Pietro continues listing the reasons why this is a great idea, and about getting a job and living in the beach apartment, but Erik starts coughing. He puts his hand to his chest, and Wanda is screaming just as he starts to fall over onto his side.

"Pietro, for the love of god, call an ambulance!" She holds her father up before he hits the ground, but he is clearly having a heart attack. "Daddy, hey, look at me, try to calm down."

"Too young... to be... a grandfather..." He manages to gasp beyond the pain.

Novi Grad, Wednesday 09:45 am

"Slow down, watch your step..."

Erik laughed weakly, patting his daughter on the shoulder. "Wanda, I'm fine, it was just a scare." He assures her, but she grimaces, adjusting her grip around his waist to help him into the house.

"A preinfarction is not a scare, Papa, it's a warning. You need to take it easy."

"I can get into the house on my own, thank you." He frees himself from his daughter's help, and she sighs at the stubbornness, looking back to get some support from her twin brother, but Pietro - who is carrying the hospital bag - just shrugs. "I should get back to work soon, my patients need me."

"Absolutely not!" Wanda declares following him around the house. "The doctor said you have to rest. We've already called Dr. Palmer to let her know about your absence."

Erik sighs in frustration and sits down on one of the couches. "But-"

"No but, papa. You will rest, and that is final." She declares seriously, and Pietro closes the door as he enters. He takes the suitcase to the laundry room, and Wanda goes to help her father with his boots.

Erik thanks her with a smile, but when Wanda gets up, he holds her hand. "Honey, you should be in school."

She makes a soft grimace. "I can't think about school with you like this."

He gives her a sad smile, "But you need to. Wanda, I know about your grades, you can't afford missing classes."

The girl flinches in surprise and takes a moment to face her father again. "You're not.... angry?"

He sighs. "No, dear." He assures. "I was a little upset that you didn't come to talk to me about it when I got the call from the principal, but with work, I ended up leaving it on the back burner and for that, I apologize. Is there anything I can do to help you, maybe finding you a tutor?"

She shakes her head immediately. "I'm studying already. My new friends are helping me."

He smiles, stroking her hand. "So I still have a kid who's going to college?"

Wanda laughs, leaning over to kiss her father's cheek. "I'll think about it." She jokes, placing a hand on his chest. "Get some rest papa. I don't want to bury another parent, okay?"

Erik swallows dryly, but nods in understanding, resting his forehead on Wanda's for a moment before adjusting himself against the armchair.

Wanda only left the house after separating some snacks for Erik and checking to see if he was asleep.

Novi Grad, Wednesday 10:00 am

Wanda is surprised that she managed to make it in time for history class, but she has to admit that she wasn't going to absorb much - She was too worried about what happened to her father to care about the Sokovia Revolution.

T'Challa was surprised to see her enter the room. "Maximoff, the guidance counselor told me about the incident with your father. You didn't have to come today."

"I kind of need the grade, professor." She clarifies clumsily, but he is anything but sympathetic.

"I would accept the activity another day. Are you sure you don't want to return home?"

She looks away, at the curious stares of some, but sees the described 'Mid-Year Assignment in the corner of the blackboard and sighs. "It's okay, Professor, really. My father insisted that I not skip school on his behalf, and he is needing to avoid any concerns."

T'Challa did not insist further, waving for her to sit then after giving her an assuring smile.

The committee girls' Facebook group was boiling with messages - Pietro had told someone about Erik's condition, and the news flew at such a speed that by the time Wanda left history class, the whole school knew about it.

She was approached by the girls with hugs and messages of support as soon as she stepped into the yard, and she giggled awkwardly at the gesture.

Natasha was talking about being there for her when you left the French classroom and came into the courtyard to join the group. Wanda tried to disguise her anxiety, but you simply hugged her and she almost had an actual heart attack.

"Hey, I heard about your father. How are you, and him?" You are asking worriedly, and Wanda is repeating the same things she said to the girls, but she holds you back much tighter. You release her a moment later, smiling as you say it was good news that nothing terrible had happened, and Wanda is very aware of the audience as you stroke her cheeks.

Someone clears his throat behind you, suddenly, and the circle opens to another group that has approached. Vision doesn't seem at all pleased by the closeness between you, and grimaces.

"Do I get a chance to hug my girlfriend too?" He sneers, and Wanda resists the urge to pull you back as you step away from her. Vision wastes no time in taking her by the hand to lead her further away from the group, asking about Erik and she wants to run off, suffocating with his attention. "So? I imagine the party won't be happening now that your father almost died."

She blinks in confusion and indignation. "What are you talking about?"

He chuckles shortly. "Baby, your foolish committee party." He clarifies with his hands in his pockets. "A surprise you forgot, you haven't shut your mouth about these girls since you met them."

Wanda adjusts her backpack uncomfortably. "Yeah, sorry if I forgot about a party while my dad was in the hospital. Why are you bringing this up now anyway?"

He hesitates, but then sighs. "There are some kids from NYU working at Dad's summer club. I invited them, wanted to create a friendship for you know, have some contact in case I choose New York." Vision explains meekly, but when he raises his hand to her face, Wanda pulls away at once.

"New York? What the hell are you talking about?"

Vision sighs impatiently, glancing quickly at the group a few feet away from them. "Don't make a scene now, okay? Remember the dinner I had with the guys from Novi Grad? Well, that didn't work out. They rejected my letter of admission, saying I lacked authenticity. They gave me another chance to speak, the day we arranged that lunch with your dad, that's why I couldn't show up. But I didn't do well in that either. I decided NYU was a great second plan."

Wanda gasps indignantly. "Vision, I wanted to go to NYU." She recalls with angry tears in her eyes. "You told me not to try, that we should study together in Sokovia. You manipulated me-"

"Jesus, what is this now?" He cuts her off angrily. "Manipulated you? What are you, five? I made a suggestion, which matched our plans before. And now it doesn't match anymore, it's no big thing."

"It was my thing!" She shouts indignantly, and he flinches, not because of her outburst, but because of the curious looks at the fight. "I wanted to go to New York to study music! You know that! You said it was stupid and childish. That Dad would never let me do something like that. You insisted until I missed the deadline!”

"Wanda, calm down-"

"I'm so fucking sick of you! Of your little games. It's been like this since we met, I can't take it anymore!"

"Stop it, will you? You're embarrassing yourself."

She sniffles angrily, taking a deep breath. "I don't want to be with you anymore. Go to New York, and go by yourself."

He chuckles incredulously, hesitating again. "Wanda, come on. Are you really going to be mad at me for choosing a decent future? A career?"

"Do what you want with your life, Vision. I've had enough of you."

She turns around, but he grabs her by the wrist. "Enough of this, you are clearly shaken by what happened to your father. Let's talk another time." He insists, trying to hold her face, but she pushes him away, to the point where she starts to cry.

"Let go of me, I don't want this anymore!"

The confusion makes the group react. Stark pulls his brother by the arm, and Wanda moves away to hug you and hides her face in your collarbone before she can even think about it.

"Come on Vison, let's go, you guys talk later..." Tony tries to appease things, but the taller blonde is looking at the scene and gives a wry laugh.

"Oh, I see what's going on here." He declares bitterly. "You're fucking her, aren't you darling?" He spits out the accusation, and Wanda can feel you tense up; your grip loosening. She tries to hold you tighter. Natasha and Yelena look ready to start fighting, and Tony's friends are watching for any movement.

"Vision, this isn't the time-" Tony starts but its Vision frees herself from the grip.

"I'm not even surprised, nor am I the first one you've cheated on!"

Wanda sobs indignantly, but it is she who releases you and turns to him with anger. "Don't you dare, you bastard! You know damn well what happened!"

"What I know is that you have no opinion of your own! You're doing what everyone else thinks is cool because you're a goddamn freak!

You move forward, but Natasha holds you back and Wanda gasps indignantly. Tony is in shock at the aggressiveness, and Vision takes the opportunity to continue spitting his venoms.

"You know I'm right. You seduced me to get out of the shadow of your friends and try to be popular but that backfired. And now you're dating a girl to make yourself look cool, but I have news for you Maximoff. You will always be a weirdo and a freak. Never smart enough, or pretty enough, for me or anyone else. The worst part is that you are an opportunistic slut!"

Wanda doesn't know when she left the courtyard - Everything was half blurred by her tears. But she saw the confusion, she felt herself being pushed away from the fight when you escaped Nat's grip.

She didn't see when you hit Vision, not the first time, not the fourth time. She didn't see the blood on his face, or your broken ring on the ground.

Novi Grad, Wednesday 10:27 am

Sitting in the waiting chair in the boardroom are Yelena and Natasha on either side, Pietro and Clint on the opposite, and Wanda, all trying not to be so anxious.

From the people who walked around during the entire time you were in there with Tony Stark, Wanda heard at least a dozen whispers about the fight. She wasn't so much surprised that someone recorded the whole mess, she was genuinely worried about the penalties.

Vision was in the infirmary, getting stitches, and she was considering storming into the office when you left with Tony.

The girls stood up along with her, and you were not smiling.

Tony sighed upset. "They were both suspended." He spoke up, seeing the way you were crestfallen. The reaction was immediate, but Tony assured everybody that they tried everything they could to get the Principal's decision changed and that this was better than an official report of assault. He left the scene with the boys, exchanging a quick look of apology with Wanda, before going to the infirmary after his brother.

Wanda approached you, well aware of the dried blood on your hand and shirt, but you shied away from the touch she tried.

"Sorry." She said.

You forced a smile at her, sighing slightly as you stole a quick glance at Yelena and Natasha approached the principal who had just left the room in an attempt to convince him of how unfair the whole thing was.

"Don't be, I'm just in over my head right now." You clarify upset. "I think I'm going to lose my scholarship because of the suspension. And if I'm not in school, my student visa has no validity." Wanda almost despairs, ready to join Nat and Yelena, but you hold her hand, keeping her with you. "I have a bunch of phone calls to make right now, but I need you to remember that nothing that idiot said is true."

"I don't give a damn about Vision. I care about you, what can I do-"

You chuckle lightly and must have decided to make her more of a mess, because you simply move closer to her face, losing the courage at the last second. Taking a deep breath that Wanda can feel on her cheek, you merely rub your nose against hers, making her blush very profoundly. "Don't worry sweet girl, I'll figure something out. I'll be busy for a while, but I'll call you when I can, alright?"

Wanda doesn't have time to overcome her shyness and react much - Soon the principal is calling you to take you outside the school grounds and you are offering her a parting smile before following the man.

Novi Grad, Thursday 01:12 pm

Wanda did not have a good day. With the whole school calling her a backstabbing bitch, you and Vision - who had a broken nose and a cut stitched in the middle of his forehead - suspended, she wondered how she was going to survive the rest of the year.

The mid-year vacations weren't that far away, but she felt she might suffer some sort of attack by then when she found a 'Die, heartless witch' note inside her locker.

Yelena was ready to start a revolution, but she assured her friends that she didn't give a damn about this story. She just missed you and wanted to know how things were going.

You hadn't called yet, and this only increased her anxiety. Nat and Yelena mentioned that you were under a lot of stress right now and that you were sleeping late at night because of phone calls with the scholarship people and your parents.

When school ended on Thursday, Wanda just wanted to go home and be left alone, but when she went to the bathroom and bumped into Eve, she couldn't miss the opportunity.

"Can we talk?"

The girl continued adjusting her makeup in the mirror, but to Wanda's surprise, she didn't treat her aggressively, humming in agreement.

Wanda took a deep breath. "I am so sorry for what happened between us, Eve, I really am." She then started trying to control the emotion in her voice. "But we still have a senior year ahead of us, and it doesn't have to be hell. I fucked up, and I regret it. I remember how it was before when we were friends. How lucky I felt to have such nice girls wanting to hang out with me. I tried, always, to take care of you the same way you took care of me because you were the best friends I ever made." By now, Eve was also having trouble holding back tears, but Wanda smiled sadly and continued. "There isn't a day that I don't regret destroying that. Thinking about what I did makes me feel bad as a person. But I can't keep living with those regrets poisoning me, Eve."

"Wanda..."

"Please let me finish." The smaller one says, and the other nods softly. Wanda swallows dryly. "It doesn't matter if things were terrible between you and Vision, how you talked about dumping him every day, and about how it was just sex. It doesn't matter that I was in love. You were my friend, and if I had the chance to change things, I would never have broken your trust. I'm just really sorry. For lying to you, for ruining our friendship. You didn't deserve any of this." Wanda sniffles softly. "I don't need you to like me again, or for us to be friends I just wanted you to know how sorry I am for all of this, and I want this tension between all of us to cease to exist."

Eve sniffles slightly, and nods. "Okay, Wanda. No more fighting." She says, and Wanda breathes a relieved breath. "And while we're being honest, I have to confess that I wasn't angry with you for very long. I guess I was just being spiteful for no reason. You're right. Vision was, and still is, a complete asshole, and I think I failed to warn you that you deserved much more than someone like him."

Wanda nods tearfully, and Eve smiles, reaching up to wipe away her former friend's tears for a moment with the bar of her sleeve. "Thank you for forgiving me." She murmurs, and Eve nods, offering her a tight hug for a brief moment. Wanda sighs deeply in relief, and before she lets go of Eve, she jokes, "Do you think Jean can forgive me too?"

Eve laughs, breaking the grip. "Of course, make a speech like that and she'll be all over you again." Teases the girl, but Wanda frowns in confusion.

"What? What are you talking about, and what do you mean, again?"

It's Eve's turn to chuckle with confusion and then look at Wanda in utter surprise. "Oh my god, Maximoff, you have no idea, do you?" She declares, and Wanda shrugs her shoulders cluelessly. Eve shakes her head in disbelief. "Wanda, for heaven's sake. Why do you think Jean was so enraged by the theft of another girl's boyfriend? It wasn't for my honor or sisterhood codes, or whatever weak excuse she's made in the last few months. She can't accept that you started a secret relationship with someone who wasn't her."

“W-what…?”

Eve chuckled, finding amusement in the other's cluelessness. "Wanda, she was in love with you. For a long time, I thought you knew."

"No, I had no idea..."

Eve sighs, patting the other's shoulder. "Well, there it is then. She had to get over it the hard way, and she has all this bitterness because she thinks it's unfair that you like girls but never looked at her." Eve confesses casually. "Maybe she just needs a little more time. Or therapy. Or both."

Wanda chuckled weakly, running a hand through her hair and trying to understand how she never realized this before. Eve goes back to putting on her makeup, and Wanda sighs. "I have to go home. See you around?"

"Sure, sweetie. Good luck with your Romeo."

Wanda giggles, her cheeks warming. "What?"

Eve stares at her through the mirror reflection, a small smile on her lips. "Everyone's seen the video of the fight, it's on Instagram. She's pretty, your friend. And having someone to defend you like that without hesitation? Super hot."

"Okay, I'm leaving." Wanda leaves the bathroom laughing shyly.

She is in the exit hallway when her cell phone vibrates, and it doesn't help to change the color of her cheeks when it is you calling.

Wanda takes a deep breath and answers on the third ring.

"H-Hi, hello." She says clumsily, receiving a short laugh from you that makes her legs wobbly. She stops walking, leaning on the hallway wall.

"Hey, Wands, are you busy?" You ask, and it's her turn to chuckle softly.

"I'm the one who should ask." She jokes. "How are things?" She asks and can imagine you shrugging casually as you always do in person. You are smiling on the other end of the line.

"Messy I guess." You mutter. "Don't worry, I think I'm working it out. My parents will contact the school, and try to put up a good image for me with the principal or whatever... But that's not why I called." You say taking a deep breath. "I miss you."

Wanda feels her heart miss two beats in a row, and her face warms deeply. She bites back a smile and gives an embarrassed little laugh. She feels so stupidly in love that it's almost silly.

"Yeah?" she manages to retort. "I missed you too."

You mimic the sound, grinning softly and probably blushing as much as she does even though Wanda has no way of seeing it. "Good to know." You murmur shyly before clearing your throat. "So... I know things are a bit of a mess right now, and the chance of me being deported is pretty high, but..." Wanda complains softly about your joke, but you just laugh softly without apology. "We could hang out if you have some time. Maybe at your place or mine, whatever works for you…"

Wanda shifts the weight of her feet, one hand brushing her hair out of the front of her eyes. "I don't want you to leave, Y/N."

"Yeah, I don't want to leave either. Especially now that..." But you shut up, swallowing dryly and part of Wanda knows why and it makes her heart speed up all at once. She bites her lip and there is a moment of silence between you until she sighs.

“I know technically you can't be at school, but could you walk me home? I shouldn't go across town with Dad recovering alone..."

"Oh, of course, Wands, don't worry, I'll walk you home." You assure her tenderly. "And maybe I could stay for dinner?"

Wanda smiles shyly, nodding even though you can't see it. "Yeah, that sounds nice." She confirms with her heart racing and her stomach full of butterflies. Not much different from the state you are in.

You smile, and she hears noises in the background of things being knocked over, probably you getting ready to pick her up. "See you soon then. Bye."

"Bye." She says meekly, and there is a moment that you just stay on the line before you share giggles at the same time before hanging up.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x reader #new romantics #skamverse collection #alt er love series #elizabeth olsen x reader

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genshin-impacted · 1 year

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stay close (Zhongli x Reader)

prompt: Zhongli wants your attention but doesn’t want to interrupt whatever you’re doing, so he ends up hovering– pining from a close distance.

notes: brief reference to modern au where Zhongli is a college professor, established relationship, gender-neutral reader, physically affectionate reader, domestic fluff, pet names

word count: 1.3k

Zhongli is like a quiet guard dog, following you around and sitting at your heel every time you stop. You’re cooking and he must watch from afar since you don't like other people in the kitchen when you’re busy. (He tends to ‘back-seat cook’ as you tell him, so he’s banned from the vicinity unless he wants to be the one who ends up cooking…)

He can't help but glance over at you, persistent enough that you notice and smile at him teasingly, asking him what he's up to. He can't tell you that he's waiting for your affection, so he tells you that he's watching you cook instead. Fondly, you roll your eyes, telling him that you’re following the recipe, not exactly getting what he means, and Zhongli isn't sure if he's glad by that or not.

If he were to admit this desire for affection, Zhongli is sure that you would address it swiftly and much in his favor, but it isn't in his nature to ask for someone's time when they are busy. It's the polite thing to do but Zhongli feels a twinge of frustration with himself with the predicament he has landed himself into. He envies you at times for being so free with your feelings, playful and teasing and lovable, that you do not hesitate to ask for his affection in ways that do not hinder his work (unless you are doing it on purpose).

"Zhongli," you say, amused, "you're staring again. You have a question?"

"Ah, no," Zhongli says automatically, thinking how this is the last chance he will get to fess up, but he can't. "Nothing, dear. I'm..."

"I'm too stunning for you to take your eyes off today or what?" You say teasingly, and Zhongli feels his cheeks warm from how accurate the statement seems to be today. You put the fire out and turn off the fan, sauntering over where he sits at the couch and plopping yourself down on his lap. Zhongli wraps his arms around your waist on instinct, tugging you close. From this alone, he feels himself melt into your touch, and he wonders when he has been so spoiled for someone else's attention that this is enough to sate him.

"Something's with you today," you say lightly, cupping his cheeks and brushing your thumbs across them. More softly, you ask, "You miss me?" Zhongli feels molten under your touch.

"Silly of me," he says, closing his eyes when you gently press a kiss onto his forehead. It feels like a reward for being honest. "I know you're right here, and yet..."

You pull away just slightly and Zhongli grabs hold of you as though keeping you from leaving. Abashed at his show of possessiveness, he flushes when you give him a surveying look and quip a smile. "When has physical touch been a big thing for you?" Before he can come up with a solid answer, you laugh and answer him, "Maybe it's me, huh? I got you addicted to it."

You hang your head over his shoulder as you pull him into a tight embrace, arms wrapped, chest to chest, not an inch between you. Zhongli feels a sigh leave him as he buries his nose into the nape of your neck and breathes you in. In a way, you are not wrong to say that; Zhongli has never put much stock into warm hugs and sweet kisses into his daily life until he had begun to live his life with you as the main source of it.

"I love you," he hears you say into his shoulder, and the words repeated back to you are the easiest ones he has ever had to say.

"You feeling needy today?" You ask. Before Zhongli can deny it (he would be lying), you continue to say, "You can follow me anywhere but the kitchen."

Zhongli pauses. "...But what if I were to not make a single comment?" He frowns when you give him a baleful look. "I swear upon it. You may kick me out if I make a comment that you don't want."

"Follow me everywhere, huh?" You muse, "Sure. Not every day I get to see you like this. Come with me then."

You stirfry dinner as Zhongli has his arms wrapped around your middle, his hands secured at the front like an attachment. Zhongli doesn't make comments, but he fills in the space with his stories.

They get into a comfortable routine like that, with you moving with Zhongli not far from you. Zhongli grabs things you cannot reach easily. You do forbid him from bending down with you to get some things, one to prevent any mishaps, and two to protect his knees, much to his embarrassment.

"I heard your knees crack like a glowstick the other day," you tell him bluntly. "Let's not." You shimmy your shoulders teasingly as you look at him over your shoulder. "You can be on your knees any time you want for me. Just not like this."

Zhongli hears you snort in laughter when he pinches your love handle in admonishment, and he relents when it seems as though you will spill the soy sauce. "Honey," Zhongli begins, hoping to remind you not to pour too much in (it will darken the dish!) but stops himself. Losing privileges to be with you in the kitchen would not be wise today for him (or any other day, but especially today). "Smells great," he says instead and gets a pleased hum back as an answer.

Even during dinner, they are not far apart, your legs hooking onto his once in a while as you eat and make merry. When Zhongli washes the dishes, you are pressed against him, shoulder-to-shoulder as you dry them. Zhongli knows you are the reigning ruler of physical affection when you hang onto his waist as you walk to the restroom and do your nightly routine before bed. And when the two of them finally fall into bed, you snuggle up to him like an affectionate koala.

Zhongli soaks it all up like a sponge.

"So," you begin, tracing lines onto the front of his nightshirt, "is there a reason why you're so cuddly today or is it just a mood?"

"Just a mood," he answers, brushing his hands through your hair. He pauses. "But I suppose work has been getting hard with finals coming up. I did not anticipate teaching three classes to be so difficult." Zhongli jumps slightly when he feels you lightly bite into his skin affectionately, and he turns his head to press a kiss onto your forehead.

"Aw, I can be your stress reliever any time." You say, burying her head into his chest, "I like touching you. You make me feel safe in your arms." You tell him as though the comment would do anything but make him feel flushed and speed up his heart. He hears you huff out laughter, your ears most likely picking up on the change. "Sorry, didn't mean to make you embarrassed."

"No, not at all," he mumbles, his arms tightening around you that he is sure to make anyone else mildly uncomfortable, but you only sigh in relief. The sound is lovely to hear, and he thinks not for the first time, that he is lucky to have you here with him.

"Good night, darling.” He says quietly, “Sweet dreams."

#zhongli x reader #zhongli genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #zhongli #(leaves this here and runs away)#hbd zl

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chickenparm · 10 months

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Hmmmmm i would like to request reader proposing to kaveh from kavehs point if view pwitty pwease 😘

ha ha okay i got a little goofy with it, enjoy. thanks for the request! :^)

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Kaveh/gn!Reader 885 Words - SFW

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Though it's Kaveh whose fingertips trace along your skin, he is the one with goosebumps. It's not from any chilliness in the air - it's the dog days of Summer in Sumeru - nor is it from any sensation he is experiencing physically.

Though, it wouldn't be the first time that he's felt every one of his nerves tingling at the feeling of you in his arms.

But this time, it's simply a feeling in the air itself. A quiet sort of contemplation that emanates from you as the two of you finally regain your breath and lay in one another's arms, skin against skin. Rather than nuzzle your face into his neck as per usual, your eyes are instead trained toward the ceiling in a vacant expression indicating your distraction.

At the beginning of things, when his relationship with you was fresh and new, Kaveh might have tried to pry. A few questions to try and get you to voice your thoughts before they were ready. But time has tempered his patience when it comes to your stream of consciousness, and Kaveh has come to understand that given enough time, you'll tell him what he needs to know.

Rolling a bit to prop his head on his hand, elbow against the pillows, he looks down at you. Not expectantly or anything of the sort - it's simply admiration. The line of your throat bobs, your eyelashes brush against your cheeks as you blink, your lips swollen from his kisses that may have been a little too amorous today. At his movement, your eyes snap from the ceiling above to his own visage, and your distraction is melted away with a little smile and an inhale before you speak.

"What are you doing tomorrow?"

It's a silly question, and Kaveh hesitates for a moment, wondering if it's a joke. Tomorrow is your anniversary, and you're well aware that the two of you planned on spending it at home doing absolutely nothing at all together. Either a nice dinner cooked here, or some takeout, nothing concrete. But ultimately, it's a busy day with you.

When Kaveh doesn't answer right away, you take that as an answer in itself, and continue, "I've got a fun idea, if you're interested."

"I'm always interested." Kaveh answers on instinct. As if he wouldn't follow you to the ends of Teyvat. Like he isn't completely wrapped around your finger, entirely willing.

Your eyes turn to the ceiling, your cheek shifting as you chew on it. Indecision, he recognizes, and once more he draws on patience to let you work through whatever it is that's going on in your head. Maybe you think he won't like it, or he'll say no, or perhaps it's something so ridiculous that you're just now embarrassed to-

"Let's go to the Akademiya tomorrow and file some paperwork."

"Paperwork? And risk seeing Alhaitham on my day off? Sorry, darling, I'm not sure that's something I want to subject myself to, even for you."

Mirroring his position, you roll onto your side and prop yourself on your elbow, an unreadable expression on your face. Or, he notes it as false confidence, but the root cause is a mystery... for only a moment.

"Even if it's marriage paperwork?"

"What?"

Kaveh knows what that means at its base level, of course. Paperwork to apply for a marriage license, to legally unite two people. One summer, he did a short stint in the legal archives of the House of Daena and took on the task of reorganizing such files for some extracurricular credits. But what purpose could any of that serve, unless... "You want to get married? To me?"

"No, to Tighnari. Yes, to you, silly man. If you want to, of course. No pressure or anything, if that's not something you want, it's not like I'll hold it against you-"

"Okay, I'm offended you think I'd say no." Kaveh gripes, blowing out a breath to push a strand of hair from his face before sitting up completely. "Secondly, I'm upset that you mentioned it before I could. I had this whole plan laid out, I even convinced Alhaitham to help. Alhaitham. Do you know what I had to bargain just to get him to even listen, much less participate?"

"Wait, seriously?"

"Yes! Alhaitham was supposed to come by tomorrow with this convoluted request for us and it would derail our whole day until the end when I would-... Ugh, never mind. He'll just be happy he doesn't have to do it anymore." Kaveh pinches the bridge of his nose just for a moment to gather his thoughts, and continues in a softer tone, "So, I take it you would have said yes? If things went how I planned?"

"I'm offended you think I'd say no." You parrot back, and barely a beat goes by before Kaveh's fingers are curled a little too tightly around the back of your neck to hold you still as he descends upon your lips with far more ardor than he's ever shown before.

A flash of copper blooms on your tongue for a moment at the force of it, but all you can do is laugh as he pulls back, then gives you another and another to drown you in kisses between his words. "Yes... we'll... go... tomorrow!"

#4k follower special #kaveh #kaveh genshin #kaveh x reader #gn!reader #fic #fanfic #fanfiction #request #genshin #genshin impact

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waltwhitmansbeard · 5 months

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20. holding your face in their palm as they smile widely before kissing you, for the physical gestures prompt

20. holding your face in their palm as they smile widely before kissing you

The world may be ending, but if it is, the Nein's gonna get one last party in. Trent Ikithon is dead, or gone, or banished, or whatever, and Artie is working his magic to fix Caleb's hometown, and Jester is engaged. She can't stop grinning as the people of Blumenthal flow in and out of Caleb's magical tower, everyone leaving far more inebriated than they entered. No one really knows what the celebration is for—some guy they've never heard of summoned this terrifying monstrosity and they didn't die, and also there was a dragon, but it was okay?—so Jester tells anyone who asks that it's her engagement party, because, well, it is!

She actually hasn't had much of a chance to see her betrothed since he popped the question. She's been too busy sending her hamster-sized unicorns and illusory duplicates around the town, filling the place with explosions of color and more than enough mischief to make up for the horror of the fight that crashed through their streets so early in the morning. Besides, Beau and Yasha have been razzing Fjord since the big moment, leaving him blushing and stammering as they half-force whiskey down his throat.

Jester loves him like this, silly and happy, so different from the guy she met with someone else's accent and a debilitating fear of being known. Now he's a pirate, looking like something off of the cover of one of the smut novels Caleb sends her from time to time, and he's hers. Quite the catch for a girl who once could only dream of romance from the walls of her bedroom.

"What are you doing here?"

Jester turns, and there's Artie, looking harried and annoyed. She figures there's somewhere else he probably needs to be right now, what with the whole moon fiasco, but she's so glad he's here. "What? I'm just trying to help." She waves her hand, and one of her duplicates dances over to a group of kids with a large plate of food cooked up by some of Caleb's mystical cats.

"No, I mean, why aren't you drooling all over your fiancé?" He layers with the word with all manner of suggestion.

She scrunches her face. "I don't know! We just had this really big fight, and it was, like, really traumatic for Caleb, and also this town got crushed a lot, so...I don't know! It didn't seem like the moment."

"Jester, I'm not going to lie to you." He leans down, and Jester gets up onto her tiptoes to hear him whisper, "I don't know what the fuck is going on."

"No, me neither!"

"Like, things seem bad, right?"

"Really, really bad."

"And not to knock my own abilities, but I think I'm going to be of...limited use in whatever comes next. If, that is, anything comes next, and we're not all doomed to oblivion or whatever..." He flaps his hand generally in the direction of Ruidus. "...this means.

"So go!" He gently shoves her by the shoulders toward Fjord. "Go be silly and in love. I mean, I'll probably survive whatever this is, but who knows how much time you mortals have left! Go be with your slutty sea captain."

"He really is slutty," Jester whispers conspiratorially. "I didn't even ask him to wear his shirt like that, he just does it now."

"No complaints here."

"Of course not, look at him!" Jester rocks up on her toes again to kiss Artagan's cheek. "Thank you, Artie."

"Anything for my favorite."

Jester bounds across the main floor of the tower to Fjord, whose green skin is tinged red with alcohol. "Jester!" he booms, abandoning the glass Beau'd just shoved into his hand to swing his arms out wide. "There you are!"

"Here I am!" She stops right in front of him, and her stomach swoops low as his broad hands come to cup her face. "You seem like you're having fun."

"More fun now that you're here." Then, grinning ear to ear, his tusks gleaming in the lights of Caleb's arcane lights, he kisses her, and he tastes like whiskey and sugar and seawater, and despite the looming unknown coming for them all, Jester has never been less afraid.

#i don't think this ended up the way i thought it was going to #but i'm happy with it #ask #ravendruid #critical role #critical role fic #cr fic #mighty nein #mighty nein fic #fjorester #fjorester fic #my fic #jester lavorre #artagan

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bitbybitwrites · 3 months

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Thanks to @forabeatofadrum and @onthewaytosomewhere for the tag!

Got a number of items I'm working on so here some bits for you: from a few WIP of mine.

1.) From the next chapter of Puppy Love (RWRB fic)

“Tia Nora is pretty fun,” Alex admitted. ”That’s why we’re best friends.” He sighed and stared up into the sky. “I know it’s tough Raf. Us being all the way in New York, so far from family and your other friends back in Texas.” “But Tia June is here. And I’m making friends, Papi,” Raf reassured him. “You are?” Raf nodded as he took a handful of snow and tossed it up in the air so it fluttered down on them both. “ There’s Milo and Becky and Thomas and Belle . .” “Wait, like the Disney princess?” “She told me she’s named after her grandmother. Isabelle, I think?” “Oh.” “Those are my new friends at school. Milo is nice. He has glasses. Becky shares her snack with me at lunch time. Her mom gives her CAKE.” Raf turned to look at his father with wide, amazed eyes. “CAKE, Papi.” Alex rolled his eyes. “I doubt its as good as Abuelita’s Tres Leches," he sniffed. “Well, duh . . “

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2.) From Falling For You (Klaine fic)

“Who is Carole?” Kurt smiled and grabbed his phone to open up to a picture of his Dad and his stepmother smiling and laughing with each other. It had been his father’s birthday and the two of them had cracked each other up with some silly joke or reference. Kurt quickly took a picture to freeze that moment in time. “This is Carole, “ Kurt said as he showed Tracy. “Dad met her when I was in high school. And they fell in love and got married. Now that doesn’t mean he forgot my mom or anything. He just had a lot of love in his heart - enough for both of them. Carole loves my Dad a whole lot. She loves me just as much too. She’s amazing.” He leaned in a bit closer to Tracy. “I’ll let you in on a secret. She also makes the best cookies. Remind me to make you some of her recipes some time.” “Like Christmas cookies?” “Exactly.” “Mr. Kurt?” “Yes, sweetheart?” “Can I meet Carole one day?” “I think we can arrange that.” Kurt said. “And maybe if we’re lucky, she may bring some cookies when she comes. “

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3.) From Sanctuary (Klaine fic)

It was a good handful of time before he got to his destination, having managed to successfully slip by a number of the palace guards in the process. Blaine was able to sneak just outside of the castle walls. He followed a well-worn path into the wood to a small cottage hidden just a few feet hidden in the trees. In the front yard, a young woman paused in her task of hanging her wet wash to dry. She stood, she groaned, rubbing the small of her back. As she did the swell of the growing babe in her belly protruded forward. She smiled to herself, caressing her abdomen, forming a beautiful picture even Blaine could appreciate: her soft blond hair escaping from her kerchief, brushing her brow. The young woman’s brown eyes danced as she spotted the princeling approaching. She dipped into as low of a curtsey as she could manage without tipping forward. “Your Royal Highness,” she said in a soft voice. “Good morrow. I was wondering when you would come by this day.” Blaine smiled sheepishly as he held aloft his offering from the head cook. “Mistress Fabray,“ he said proudly. “I come bearing gifts!”

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4.) Untitled Klaine Valentines 2024 Challenge fic

OK, am loving all the work I'm seeing from the folks doing the Klaine Valentines 2024 challenge set out by the @klaineccfanficlibrary

I got an idea for something, inspired by their first day song selection (Padam. by Kylie Minogue) so here's just a little bit from something I started . . The best way I could sum up this fic is this section of the story:

The young men from Dalton House weren’t just lookers. They were well versed in everything from English Literature to economics. They could hold their own in academic debates while also using those dexterous mouths and tongues to suck your brains out of your cock. Brains and beauty - and all of them looking for older (preferably more financially well off) “patrons.” Or so the rumors went.

So yeah, there's a bit of an age gap planned , Blaine in his mid-late 20s, Kurt in his mid-late 30s. and a bit of a Pretty Woman vibe to the story . . you know, hooker with a heart of gold type thing :)

And the selection from the fic so far:

“The auction.” Kurt’s mind puts two and two together. Elliot nods and motions towards the front of the ballroom. Up on the stage there were three large gilded cages, each with a young man, scantily clad within them. The boys were dancing as seductively as they could manage. The two on the far right and far left of the stage (one brunette, and one blonde) kept throwing worried glances to one another as Dalton House patrons gathered at their feet, appraising them. “The ones on either end . . . despite flouting the refusal clause, they were caught with each other in bed. Fraternizing with another student in contract is strictly forbidden.” Elliot said in a low voice. “Nick and Jeff were just stupid. I had warned them, but they weren’t careful.” Elliot shook his head. “And now I can’t protect them. They go to whoever is the highest bidder for them tonight, no matter what.” “And the boy in the center cage?” Kurt was hypnotized watching the young man sway his hips, his arms raised above his head, eyes closed to shut out the world around him. Dark curls fell gently over his brow - curls that looked so soft, Kurt realized he wanted to run his fingers through them. “Blaine?” Elliot sighed. “I don’t know why he signed with Dalton, to be honest. He just didn’t seem like the type, you know? But again, he refused one time too many for the administration’s liking. And now it’s come to bite him in the ass. He’s up for auction too.” “That’s . . . too bad . . “ Kurt murmured, still transfixed with watching Blaine. Kurt couldn’t explain it - it was like the blood was rushing to fill his ears. And all he could hear was his own loud heart beat in syncopation with the music in the room: Padam, padam Padam, padam Padam, padam

OK . . tagging folks ( jump in only if you want to!) : @hkvoyage, @kirakiwiwrites, @little-escapist, @myheartalivewrites, @wordsofhoneydew, @14carrotghoul @fallevs, @spaceorphan18, @gleefulpoppet, @madas-ahatters-world, @rockitmans

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lostfirefly · 3 months

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Cooking in the kitchen now, that's what we do, there's something cooking in the kitchen, just for you

The idea for fanfic arose completely by accident (again!) when I wrote one line in "If you ever find yourself..". Sorry not sorry again :) Just a random shitty shit just for fun.

English is not my native language, errors may occur. As always, feel free to share your thoughts :) Masterlist

Description: Cathie-pie is making breakfast for her beloved clown.

Warnings: Fun, fluff (it's typical for them).

Words: 1532

Buggy x OC from my “You’ve Got the Same Dream as Me” series.

Taglist: @gingernut1314, @operationroots

The title is taken from "Cooking in the Kitchen" by Badanamu.

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“Oh God, it seems to me that even octopuses are more gentle with their victims,” Catherine lay in bed, trying to somehow get out of Buggy’s clinging embrace. He wrapped his arms and legs around her and pulled her tightly against him. Any movement she made was accompanied by grunting noises from him.

Catherine tried to reach the shelf to take at least a book, but she couldn’t do that either. Finally, after an hour of snoring loudly in her ear, Buggy finally started waking up. He exhaled tiredly and opened his eyes.

“Morning, my blue-haired octopus!” She smiled and pecked him in his nose.

“Morning.” He answered hoarsely and buried his nose in the crook of her neck.

"A few more months of nights like this and you'll strangle me for sure." Catherine tried to rise in the bed but Buggy growled unhappily.

“You're not going anywhere. Stay here.” He muttered into her neck. "Every time I wake up in the morning, I'm afraid you won't be there. But then I see you in our bed and I'm so glad you're with me."

“Of course you see me in bed, I can’t get out.”

“And that’s great. Consider you my hostage.” He kept mumbling.

Catherine could feel his warm breath from every word and she started laughing. "Stop talking into my neck, your breath tickles me."

“My bad. I admit it.” Buggy raised his head and looked into her eyes.

“Don't look at me like that, my silly clown.” She imitated his gaze. “Otherwise I’ll think that you love me so much.”

“Oh, no, I can’t let you think that. Then to distract you from these terrible terrible thoughts.. I’ll do this..” He pressed his lips into hers and couldn't stop kissing her until they both ran out of air.

Catherine put her hands on his waist and moaned quietly. “No, no, stop, please.”

Buggy slowly moved his lips down to Catherine's collarbone. He lifted her (originally it was his, of course) t-shirt, kissed her stomach and then moved closed to her breasts, leaving red lipstick marks on her body. He placed his hand on her inner thigh and slowly moved his hand up.

"What are you doing there, asshole? You can't! No-no-no! Come on, come back! My face is here." Catherine gently grabbed the back of his head and pulled him back towards her.

“No-o-o, cotton candy, please. I love being there!" Buggy made a sad face. “You know, you can deny as much as you want, but I know and feel that every time when I go down there..” He nodded towards her stomach and legs, “You...”.

“Keep quiet, blue-haired pervert!" She covered his mouth with her hands and squinted her eyes.

“Stop being shy and blushing, my Cathie-pie. I’m not doing anything bad to you.” He muttered into her palm, winked, removed her hand and kissed her on the lips.

“I hate you!” She mumbled and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Catherine barely broke the kiss and pushed Buggy away gently. “For god's sake, let's get out of bed and have breakfast. And by the way, someone again ate all my chocolates and cookies that I kept in the nightstand. You have your own drawer, keep your late night snacks there.”

“It's so uninteresting.” He tried to kiss her neck.

“No, Buggy! Not now!”

“Not now? I like that!”

"That's it, clown, get off me!" Catherine lightly slapped his hands, struggled to get out of his embrace and fell to the floor. “Ouch..”

“You ok?”

“Totally! Oh, chocolate!” She started laughing loudly and put the chocolate back in the drawer.

Buggy sent her his hand to help her get up.

“Thank you, my hero. And now put on a t-shirt and come to the kitchen.”

“No-o, please. Get your ass and legs that are hidden under your pants with a bunch of giraffes back!” He attached his hand, rolled over onto his back and started to get cranky.

“Stop whining and get up. I’m going to make your favorite pancakes with maple syrup. And if you help me then maybe I’ll let you..” Catherine lifted her t-shirt slightly and winked.

“I’m up! I’m up!” Buggy quickly jumped up from under the blanket.

Buggy practically overtook Catherine on the way to the kitchen and happily sat down on a chair.

“You're unbelievable, you know that?” She ruffled his loose hair. “I don’t even know how I fell in love with you.”

“You told me I'm amazing and I've saved your life several times. Baby, there was no way you wouldn't fall in love with me!"

Catherine gave a short kiss on his cheek and took out milk, eggs and flour. She wanted to mix the ingredients and first felt hands on her waist and then Buggy's chin on the top of her head.

"How can I help you?"

"I see you're willing to do anything for sex, right?”

He shrugged and chuckled.

“Stop grabbing my ass, Buggy. Better take the eggs and break them into a bowl.”

Catherine regretted her offer within a second.

"Hey, Cathie-pie, look!" Buggy took three eggs in his hands and began to juggle. A second later they were on the floor. Catherine looked at Buggy, at the yolks spreading across the floor and sighed heavily.

“Really?” She looked at him again, exhaled and removed the yolks from the floor. “Better open a packet of flour for me, please.”

Buggy proudly took the pack, began to open it and... bam! Flour fell to the floor, all his hands were covered in flour, all his pants were covered in flour, he himself was covered in flour.

"Oh my God!" Catherine took a towel and wiped his face and hands, “You are a real disaster, Buggy the Clown. How did you live without me?”

He shrugged.

"You can dry your pants yourself." She placed a towel in his hands and picked up the package of flour from the floor.

While Catherine was sifting the flour, she heard the sound of falling eggs. Again.

"Jesus, Buggy, did you seriously think you could learn to juggle in five seconds?"

He shrugged and took another three eggs.

"Put it back, Buggy! Otherwise, you will only eat flour mixed with milk."

He pouted and sat down on the chair.

Catherine took eggs from his hands, cracked them into a bowl and placed the bowl on the table in front of him. "Just mix them. Gently. Okay?"

Buggy mixed eggs and whined. Catherine added milk to the bowl and asked him to whisk it further. He started whining again. He whined all the time. He whined that the eggs weren't beating well, he whined he was hungry, he whined about "Cathie-pie, why can't you cook while sitting on my lap, you're too far away!"

“I'm standing one step away from you!"

"It's still too far, baby!"

Catherine rolled her eyes, poured him some coffee, walked up behind him and leaned close to his ear. “If you keep whining, you won’t get dessert.”

Buggy's face immediately changed. “What kind of dessert are we having?”

She moved a little closer. “Your favorite pie.”

From that second Buggy was silent as a fish. He watched as Catherine moved pancakes onto a plate.

“Should I pour you more syrup?”

“It would be better if you sat your beautiful ass on the pancakes.” He giggled stupidly.

"Ew! You're disgusting.”

Catherine poured some syrup on his pancakes and set the plate on the table. "Your breakfast, idiot."

She poured herself some coffee, put a chair nearby to Buggy, sat down on it with her feet up and could barely contain her laughter, watching Buggy gobble up one pancake after another.

"This is delicious!" He spoke with his mouth full.

"What did I tell you? Chew and then speak." Catherine smiled and took a sip of coffee.

Buggy swallowed the pancakes and pouted. He separated his hand to pour himself more coffee and take more pancakes.

After eating the second portion, he leaned towards Catherine, looked intently into her eyes and whispered near her lips. "Someone promised me dessert."

"Yes?" She took a towel, wiped his mouth and kissed him on his lips. "I can keep my word. If I promised dessert, then you'll get it." She winked. "Close your eyes."

"Fuck, yeah!" Buggy rubbed his hands together happily. “I told you, you're a dirty girl, my cotton candy! You're in vain denying it.”

"Oh, yeah. I’m a bad, bad girl.”

“I really hope to see you naked, baby.”

Catherine hugged his neck from behind and whispered in his ear. “You can open your eyes now, my Buggy Bear."

Buggy opened one eye, then the other. His smile abruptly left his face.

"It's a piece of pie." He pointed at the plate.

"Well, yes." Catherine kissed his temple and sat back on the chair, putting her legs under her buttocks.

"But you promised..."

"I promised you your favorite dessert. And it's an apple pie." She sipped her coffee, smiling maliciously and didn’t know how not to laugh until she cried, looking at his upset face.

Buggy became noticeably sad and stuck his fork into the pie. “Little shit...”

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