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eddiemunsonw · 1 month

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Snow Storm

Steve Harrington x Fem!reader

Summary: You're on a 'date'. Sort of. You're really not feeling it, especially when you realize that the guy has been lying. Steve, witnessing it all during his shift at Family Video, is more than happy to meddle a little.

CW/Disclaimer: Hmmmm things start to get a little heated and sexy but nothing too dramatic. So... idk. Mention of porn?

Author's note: I have a tendency to post fics out of their season, it seems

Words: 3435

Steve’s POV

He watched as your eyes followed the section of horror movies slowly, scanning each title to try and remember if you had seen them before. Next to you, a guy stood impatiently as he eyed the curtain that separated the adult section. Steve watched with interest, as it was all that was currently happening in the store apart from a regular who looked into the slapstick classics on the other side.

“Come on, I just wanna see.”

The guy sighed, nudged you with his arm. You were having none of it and Steve couldn’t help but wear an amused smile. Eventually, when you had picked out two movies, you followed him towards the curtain. Steve, feeling particularly menacing today, quickly left the counter and approached the curtain just in time.

“Hello there! ID’s please.”

He held his hand open and you took it out immediately, showing that you were 23, a year younger than he was. When the guy handed it over with some reluctance, his curiosity piqued.

“Oof, sorry dude, can’t let you in. It’s 21+”

“What? Since when?” the guy responded, but Steve clocked something much more interesting.

“Clark… You said you were 24. Jesus this is why I never wanna say my age first,” you groaned and rolled your eyes. Steve bit down on his lip to stop himself from smiling, but it was too hard not to.

“Damn, why’d you have to lie to the lady? That’s not cool,” Steve added on.

Your POV

“You weren’t supposed to know. Now come on,” Clark mumbled and attempted to pass the curtain but Steve quickly moved in between, the smooth glide of his body grabbing your attention.

“Still a no, Bud.”

You were already tired of his pushy behavior earlier, so while Steve had him occupied, you entered the adult section. You didn’t even want to go in there, but it was better than staying.

“Grab some deepthroating! And some lesbian porn?”

Steve’s POV

Steve shook his head at him as he leaned against the wall right next to the curtain.

“Jesus, dude. Are you trying to make her run away from you even harder?”

“Shut up,” Clark grumbled, side eyeing him with annoyance.

“Hm, no,” Steve said, a small smile on his face. “Not for a pipsqueak like you.”

“Oh fuck off, says the failed jock whose daddy no longer funds him so he has to do a shitty job like this one, the highlight of his day being to be a total asshole to a guy trying to have sex with a girl.”

Steve stared ahead of him, taking a deep inhale before replying.

“Yeah. Sure. That’s a neat description of you and me both. Emphasis on the trying.”

“The day’s not over yet.”

“Oh but it is, pipsqueak. Cause you’re gonna turn around and leave now.”

They looked at each other, eyes dark and challenging. Steve wasn’t sure what came over him. He just knew that he needed to do you the favor of getting rid of him.

“The hell I am,” Clark bristled.

Steve chuckled darkly. Woah, when did he become this super villain huh? Hmm. Interesting.

“Oh you are. She wants you gone and so do I.”

“You don’t know shit about what she wants.”

“Let me go ask,” Steve said as his hand lazily slid the curtain aside. “What’s her name again?” he asked, pretending like he hadn’t checked your name on your ID. He didn’t wait for his answer and walked behind the curtain despite his protests. This, however, made him miss out on the emergency alert on the radio.

“We interrupt your favorite tunes for an important message. The blizzard is getting worse. If you haven’t yet, go home. Chances are you won’t be able to if you wait much longer.”

Clark, however, did. Besides, he wasn’t that much of an idiot. He knew he had lost his chances with you the moment he tried to get you to grab his favorite porn videos. Whatever.

Your POV

“So… see anything you like?”

His voice startled you, but at the same time it was met with relief from your end that it wasn’t Clark. Steve slowly walked closer and quickly noticed you didn’t seem interested in any of it in the slightest and chuckled.

“Or are you just planning to stay here forever until he leaves?”

You shrugged.

“Something like that. Also, you don’t just ask a lady about her favorite porn, Harrington.”

Delighted by your response, he cocked his hip against the wall as he crossed his arms with a grin.

“I mean… we both already know Clark’s…” Steve said jokingly, earning a smile from you.

“All men are the same,” you sighed. Steve pouted and scanned the titles for something interesting.

“You say that now but… wait until you find out that my favorite is actually… Granny getting a— nope, nope, forget I started that sentence,” Steve said quickly as he put back the tape he just had in his hands.

“All the grannies over the world are crying right now,” you said sadly, a smile on your lips.

“Too bad, I’ve set my eye on girls who actually are the age they say they are.”

“I’ll admit that’s the most interesting belated opening line I’ve ever heard,” you said dryly.

“As long as it catches your intrigue, I’m satisfied,” Steve said with a playful, cocky grin.

You grabbed a tape and smirked, holding it out for him.

“So I’m guessing you don’t need yourself a… Satisfyer 2.0, then?” You asked, holding up the tape which had sensual “instructions” for a vibrator.

Steve laughed and shook his head.

“These satisfy just fine,” Steve said, holding up his hands. Your mind drifted off to what he could do with those big hands. Not just to himself but to—

“… left?”

Steve had apparently just asked you a question.

“Huh?”

He smirked and nodded towards the curtain.

“I think he left. Just heard the bell above the door.”

“Maybe someone came in though…” you wondered out loud.

“Maybe. I’ll go check.” He spun on his heel and approached the curtain when—

“Wait—” It was out before you knew it. Steve halted, turned back around and looked at you patiently.

“Yeah?”

“If he is in fact not gone, can you… get rid of him somehow? I normally wouldn’t ask but he’s just such a—”

“Dick.”

“Yeah…” You smiled a small smile and watched as he approached you again. His eyes were on you, taking in even the smallest changes in your expression.

“So is he like… your boyfriend?” Steve asked softly. “Or uh, was?”

You chuckled and shook your head.

“Nah, this was the second date which I had reluctantly agreed to.”

“Why’d you say yes?” Steve asked curiously. He followed your movement as you skimmed some more tapes and smiled at the playfully quipped corner of your mouth. “I mean, it didn’t look like you wanted to be here.”

“I didn’t. I just… I kind of never said yes but he just showed up on my doorstep and then I felt too bad to not go with him, so… yeah. Didn’t know he had plans to rent some porn and spend the second date in his bedroom or whatever.”

Steve crossed his arms and nodded thoughtfully.

“Hmmh… yeah that sucks. Well, I’ll make sure there won’t be a next time,” he said as he shortly winked at you and once again turned on his heel, this time actually continuing his walk through the curtain. He was out there for a few minutes when he turned back with a frown.

“Uh… Y/N? We’ve got a little… hiccup.”

You approached him with a frown of your own and followed him to the front, unsure what to expect. What you certainly didn’t expect, was to see a snow storm going on outside.

“Apparently there’s a code red. Just heard a repeat of it on the radio but it keeps breaking up. They urge everyone to stay inside until it’s over.”

Steve stuffed his hands into his pockets and stared ahead. It was the worst storm he had ever witnessed and the fact that nothing had seemed to be going on apart from some gentle snowfall surprised him.

“Stay… here?” you asked eventually.

“I mean, yeah? You can’t drive in this weather, it’s too dangerous. So is walking. So…”

“But I can’t just…”

“Hey, I don’t bite,” Steve said softly, nudging your arm with his own. “Besides, Clark seems to have left after all. Maybe he heard the warning and decided to bolt? If so, very nice to let us know as well but I will say that I wasn’t nice to him, so…”

You smirked.

“What did you say to him?”

“Nothing, nothing. I mean, genuinely, I didn’t say much. Just that he had to fuck off, using different wording. He didn’t seem all that ready to leave when I went to look for you though.”

“Oh well, good riddance.”

“Agreed.”

Steve walked forward and locked the door, putting the closed sign up front just in case.

“Let’s go to the back, it’s warmer there. And there’s a coffee machine.”

And so your “Stuck at Family Video with heartthrob Steve Harrington” began.

Once you were settled around the table in the break room, Steve gave you an odd glance. It was hard to figure out what he meant by it, although his frown disappeared the moment he got up from his chair.

“Coffee? Tea? I think we even got a few of those instant hot choc packages,” he offered, his back already turned to you as he searched the cabinets.

“Oh, hot chocolate sounds nice actually. Is it just me or is it… still kinda cold, even here?” you asked hesitantly. Steve nodded ruefully and grabbed two mugs from the cabinet he was currently facing.

“Ah, yeah… it looks like the heating is struggling again. I could kick it to see if it helps but… chances are it’ll get worse.”

“How could it get worse?”

Steve shrugged.

“Beats me, but I’m speaking from experience. Sometimes it does the trick and other times it really, really doesn’t.”

“Let’s not risk it then. At least we have a warm drink, right?”

Steve nodded and grabbed the kettle. You watched him busy himself with putting it on, emptying the hot chocolate powder and grabbing two spoons. He was humming along softly to whichever song he seemed to have stuck in his head and shot you a smile when he caught you looking.

“So what do you usually—”

Suddenly, the room turned pitch dark. You heard Steve swear softly when he shuffled back towards the table and bumped into a chair.

“Uh… okay. That’s… kind of a problem,” he mumbled as he managed to sit back down. “No hot choc I guess, sorry. No… heating either. Maybe we should check how the weather’s doing?” he opted.

“Yeah, sure.”

There was a small strip of light seeping in from the doorway, slowly turning brighter as you adjusted to your surroundings again. Warm fingers teased your arm before your wrist was grabbed and Steve helped you up. As he opened the door, the brightness of the snow outside was almost blinding. The thin windows made it a lot colder at the front, making you shiver as you watched the outside. It wasn’t just snow anymore, as heavy hail rained down, large enough to leave dents into cars. Steve groaned and let go of your wrist.

“Let me check if I can get the power back on,” he mumbled, more to himself than to you. He grabbed a flashlight from below the counter and went to the back again. After a few minutes, he returned, looking apologetic.

“Sorry, nothing. I guess it’s my fault you’re stuck here, huh?” he sighed. “If I hadn’t bothered Clark as much you’d be on your way already. Or if I just… I don’t know. Sorry, I guess.”

“It’s not your fault the weather decided to fuck us over, Steve,” you said with a soft smile which he returned with some hesitance. “What do you usually do for fun around here?”

Steve gave you a wry smile.

“Watch movies?”

“Ah, yeah.”

There was a short silence until Steve clapped in his hands and rubbed them together. “I’ve got this huge blanket in the back, brought it here once because Rob, Robin, my colleague, gets very cold easily so sometimes we’d just huddle under the blanket during breaks and stuff. I think we might as well sit out here, at least it’s light… for now.”

You nodded, smiling as you thought of Robin Buckley. You knew her of course. Not super well, but well enough to know she was nice.

“Yeah, it’s already getting dark, huh? A blanket sounds good though.”

Steve nodded and once again disappeared for a short moment, until he returned with a bright blue blanket, which he partially draped on the floor in front of the counter before he motioned for you to sit down and wrapped it around your shoulders. He joined you after grabbing you both some water and put the other end around his shoulders once he settled down.

“How’s this?”

You were really trying not to let it get to you that you were cozying up to Steve right now. Heat was radiating off of him and it made you wonder if he was actually cold, or if he was basically doing the whole “it’s better to stick together for body warmth” kind of thing. With the addition of clothes, of course.

“It’s nice. Better than without for sure,” you told him softly. Steve’s shoulder brushed yours and soon enough you felt the pressure build up until he was actually resting against you. Not in an uncomfortable way at all. It was really… nice, actually.

“Your parents? Do you think they’ll worry?”

“Ah, no. My mom’s visiting my grandma in another state actually and my dad’s no longer around, so. Doubt he can worry,” you joked lightly. “What about yours?”

Steve snorted, then realized it probably wasn’t all that funny and shrugged.

“Dunno, they’re somewhere in Europe now, I think? So no.”

Another silence. It was by that point that you remembered how little you actually knew about Steve Harrington. Sure, he had been popular in school for some time, and then he wasn’t, and then he graduated. But you had never really talked to him other than giving him a pen or two in English class. You were from different social ladders, really. Although, right now you felt quite equal to him, somehow. Which felt weird, considering he looked like a freshly cut out of a painting model and you were… you. Mr handsome decided to steal you away from your brain, which honestly, was a good thing.

“Hey, wanna play a game?” he asked, peering into your eyes as he leaned forward a little. You watched him with newfound curiosity.

“What kind of game?”

“I spy with my little eye.”

“Isn’t that just called “I spy”?” you wondered aloud.

“Dunno. So. Yes?”

“What else is there, right?”

Steve grinned and rested his head against the counter.

“That’s right. Okay. I spy with my little eye… something green.”

“That tape,” you said as you pointed. Steve leaned into your space, following your hand.

“Which one?”

“The green one.”

“There are maaaany green ones.”

“The green one with… Fuck I can’t read,” you sighed as you tried to squint. Steve laughed warmly, which you could feel the tremble of against your shoulder. “Okay so. The sci-fi shelf, yes? Fifth on the second row.”

“Aaaah, I see it now. Nope!”

“You knew that wasn’t it from the start.”

“I had to make sure.”

“Mhm, sure.”

Steve grinned and nudged you with his shoulder before tapping your thigh with his hand.

“Your turn, your turn!”

He left his hand on your thigh. Oh shit. Yeah, you were totally normal about that. You could still think. You could definitely still find some kind of object that you could use—

“Wait, I didn’t even guess it, how is it my turn?!” you questioned. Steve, who had been looking at… somewhere that wasn’t your eyes, quickly lifted his eyes to meet yours and grinned.

“Right. Guess!” “Your vest?”

“You are absolutely right. See? Your turn.”

“It wasn’t— okay. Hm… I spy with my little eye… something red.”

“Your cheeks.”

“Shut up, my cheeks aren’t red.”

“They are a little.”

“If you keep talking about it, yes, they will turn red.”

“Oh? Is that so?”

Once again Steve leaned forward to look you straight in the eye, this time lifting a hand to cup your cheek gently. “Hm, they’re a little pink at the very least.”

You could feel the heat rising to your cheeks and took his hand off your cheek as you looked away. Steve chuckled softly and turned his hand around so he could grab yours.

“Fine, then… the bike outside?”

“Nope.”

“Damn, I thought that was it for sure. That red blob of paint that Keith never managed to get off the ceiling?”

“That’s it!”

Steve grinned at you and gave your hand a squeeze. For a moment you had forgotten about his hand, too drunk on his animated face. Fuck.

“I spy with my little eye…” Steve turned his head to look at you and smiled. “Something pretty.”

“What?”

“Purple! Purple.”

“My shirt.”

“So clever.”

It was getting darker rapidly and soon enough, even your little game became harder to play. You did some other ones, word games, guessing games, whatever you could think of. The blanket was wrapped closer around you both now, as the store became colder without the heating. You sat hip to hip, your arms a little awkward sometimes although neither of you really minded.

“Would you have stayed here if I hadn’t been around?” you asked softly.

“Hmm, nah, I don’t think so.”

“Why?”

“Because I don’t really care if— I mean, I’d only be risking myself in that case.”

“That’s a bad reason. You’re just as important.”

“Am I?” Steve asked, and for some reason you felt like he needed an honest answer.

“Yeah, you are, Steve.”

“Hm…” A beat of silence. “I spy with my little eye… someone pretty.”

“You can’t even see.”

“I’ve memorized her by now.”

“Is it the blonde babe cardboard cutout?”

Steve, not expecting that answer at all, burst out laughing.

“Fuck, no,” a giggle, “it wasn’t.”

“Oh… hm. What about that girl from the ring? Samara?”

“Shush.”

“Or the woman from that movie where—” “Ssshh.”

You felt his hand cup your cheek and it was as if your heart was gonna jump out of your chest at any moment now. His breath tickled your cheek, warm and comfortable against your cold nose. Your lips parted on their own, eyes closing even though there was only an outline of his face to see.

“You sure it’s not the blond babe?” you murmured teasingly.

Steve giggled softly and shook his head, causing the stray strands of his hair to tickle you a little.

“Positive.”

A faint sound of lips being licked, and then his lips brushed against yours. Soft and pliable, eager to taste yours. He hummed softly, pleased, as he pulled you closer. You were easily pulled into his lap as his tongue teased your bottom lip for access. Hands smoothed up and down your waist, the blanket forgotten as your kiss provided enough heat between the two of you. It was silent, save from the gasps and soft, pleasant hums leaving you both. He gently moved his hips while simultaneously guiding yours, a gentle moan leaving him as he found a rhythm. His lips found your neck and your hand made its way into his hair to have something to grasp onto. One hand found the hem of your shirt and he was about to lift it up when—

Brightness. Light. The electricity was back on. Meaning… everyone outside could see you. If there had been anyone, that is. Still, it broke the moment instantly as Steve dropped his hand to your thigh and looked up at you.

“Shit,” he murmured, a lopsided grin on his face. “They really know how to spoil the fun today, huh?”

You smiled down at him and turned around to look outside, one hand resting on his chest for balance.

“Hm… I don’t know. It seems safe to go back home.”

Steve dug his fingers into your hips with eagerness before leaving a soft kiss on your lips.

“Your place or mine?”

end.

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dreamwritersworld · 1 year

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Once Innocent. Part 3. (Sully family x reader)

Just a friendly reminder that is a mini series showing more back story of Y/n past and all her hardships in life! 💗

Y/n remained cold. No one could keep her promises, but she was supposed to keep theirs. She took care of everyone but who took care of her…? Her dreams haven’t allowed her to see Rey’akana, it made her frustrated. Her mother was nearing the end of pregnancy and it’s only made her colder. She needs to protect her family. So y/n took in the mean words the kids would say to the obviously neglected child. Trained relentlessly. Stood up for herself. and she closed herself from the clan, that way no one would even get the chance to stab her in the back. Y/n’s words leaked her true thoughts, the people were just too blind to notice.

Today I was ordered to hunt with Neteyam and bring back food for the feast. Everything was going just fine until we heard unusual ruffling. Suddenly a human with a gun popped out right in front of Neteyam. I sneaked through with zero hesitation and shot my gun. Only thing was my bullets wouldn’t fire ‘fucking guy, I knew he was sneaky, he gave me blank bullets’ so I had to settle on disarming the human even if it was risky. I put his hands behind his back. Then he started pleading “I am a scientist i was just coming out to pick things they needed. Look I’m no threat to you ok? I surrender.” That’s funny because to me he was a threat, I’ve never seen him around and he didn’t even have the usual id’s they wore.

Neteyam looked at his younger sister focused on figuring out what to do next, but Y/n already made the decision.

“Well…that’s obvious seeing how you didn’t shoot Neteyam yet you were waving the gun around. Like an idiot. Now don’t do anything stupid. Cause I’m not as nice as you. I won’t hesitate.” I look up at my brother and decide to send him to take our food to the camp.

“Take the food and go Neteyam.” I turn to face the scientist “I’m taking you to my father and he will tell me who you really are. I’ve never seen you around before.” I say this as we start walking through the forest, with the guys hands tied and my gun ready for anything to happen. The scientist says “is this really necessary…?” I don’t hesitate to answer his question. “I don’t know you, I don’t trust you and I’m not taking any chances. So it’s safer for both of us if your tied up.” The scientist says he understands and we introduce each other. However the scientist knows about the amount of animals that come out and can attack so he’s still concerned and tries to ask for the gun back. “For all I know you’d turn around and use it on me. If I give you a weapon, I can’t take my eyes off of you. At least this way you won’t run around shooting my people or me.” The scientist starts talking, asking about every animal In the forest especially since it’s his first time. “It’s just animals ok? Look I’m just- I’m not used to being around other people. Not for awhile anyway. Usually it’s just me.” The scientist looks back at me “sounds kinda lonely if you ask me.” Are you kidding me? “well I didn’t ask you. And anyways I prefer it that way. People like you are messy.” I drop the scientist off to my father, hiding my gun and holding onto my bow instead but to my surprise he wasn’t exactly happy..?

“Y/n. What are you doing?! Why did you bring Newt here?” Now I’m confused this guy doesn’t have any sign he was a scientist and the humans know the rules on wearing their id’s. “Father are you serious? Do you not even care that he was walking here with zero identification, I’ve never seen him, and he was waving around with a gun. I had to disar-“ I can barley finish my fucking sentence. “Let me make this clear . Y/n I do not care what you had to do. Or what your intentions were. You are wrong. Do not speak to me that way. Take him back to the lab. Now.” I look at my father in disbelief and push the scientist onto my ikran with me to go back to the lab. “Don’t talk. I don’t need your talking. I’ve heard enough today. Just hold on.”

After dropping off the idiot scientist I decided it was also time to confront the sneaky navi who gave me blank bullets.

Neteyam was talking to his brother about what happened, avoiding saying how Y/n had a gun when they aren’t allowed to. How did she get it in the first place? He watched as she walked into the tent brushing it off until he heard her voice get louder.

“Don’t turn away from me. I’m talking to you.”

Neteyam walks in an tries stopping me “Woah y/n what’s going on?” I no longer care that he knows that I have a gun. “This guy ripped me off. I traded him a bag of perfectly made arrows and he gave me a box of bullets that won’t fire. He could’ve gotten both of us killed.” The sneak scoffed and said “you can’t even prove those are the ones I traded you.” I pointed my gun to his face “He knows the bullets don’t work. Listen to him. He’s not even nervous. I’ll be the one who breaks out at night and cuts your throat while you sleep.” The sneak began opening his mouth to spit some bullshit. “Ok kid, I’ll give you back your arrows” seriously? “I don’t need arrows! What I need are bullets that won’t get me killed-“ I was saying this aiming the gun towards the floor and suddenly the gun shot a bullet that was loaded and fully working. “Oh no.” They heard their fathers voice in the background. “Say I was requesting the arrows I traded in for some broken cloth. He attacked me and he was going for his gun to take a hit on both of us since you tried to stop him.” She then turned to the man “you better comply.” Their father rushes into the room.

“Dad he attacked me! He only shot because-“ there he goes again, not letting me speak “Shut up you’ve done enough talking. Go home.” Jake deals with the sneaky Navi who’s known for tricking people.

Neteyam and I decided to help around the village, then go home and we agree to keep the whole gun thing a secret but he decides to ask how I even got my hands on one. “A soldier gave it to me ok? He trusted me with it and I haven’t done anything with it until now. What was I supposed to do Neteyam? he had a gun aimed at you. Shooting him was better than having to disarm him, he could’ve shot me too. It was harder to get that gun out of his hands trust me.” Neteyam stayed quiet from there while I remembered the day I was given the gun.

*flashback*

“Rey’akana was excited to be the one to graduate you to a gun. I know it’s not him giving it to you but can you accept it? It’s his.” I look up at the old partner with tears in my eyes “w-what? Thank you truly I’ll accept it! You’ve made my birthday.” the old partner smiled, glad he kept was able to keep Rey’akana’s memory alive for the girl in some way. Knowing that her birthday wasn’t even remembered by her own family. *

The silence was there until we heard my moms painful screams. We sprinted into our home walking into her giving birth. Everyone was there waiting for the new child. I was staring off, sighing at how crazy today was and now a new baby..? This is tiring. “One last push, Neytiri.” Cries were heard, baby cries. My siblings all rushed walking in closer. While I took my time, wanting to savor the beautiful moment for the new baby…oh she was beautiful. Tuktirey was her name. She calmed down from her tears, looking up with beautiful innocent eyes. she held some type of form of light. She was truly captivating.

💜!

Soo…what are you guys thinking? Y/n has now gone cold and no longer innocent of the world. After everything she’s been through, it was expected…but to this extent? It was very clear in this part. She didn’t hesitate to shoot. She fought. Held zero remorse in her eyes. Spoke about killing, like it was nothing..? She said she liked being alone…this is nothing compared to the sweet innocent girl who wanted to hold everyone and make them happy. Yk Hanging around and asking everyone questions curiosity was clearly evident, just like the scientists curiosity. I mean she Even TRIED arguing against her dad?!? Now her dark, cold eyes now have light against them! Tuk has entered and I wonder whats going to happen next! Will Tuk give Y/n the strength to just finally FULLY go against all of her fathers words? In order to keep her safe…? Like it said “she needs to protect her family.” is Jake even considered…her family?

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the-s1lly-corner · 4 months

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may we please request gn porcelain doll!reader whos on the verge of abstraction (but has zero idea how to stop it and is afraid to admit it) x jax and maybe pomni (separate) ? ot I love how canon your writing is !! have an amazing day/night :3

Jax and Pomni x porcelain doll!reader whos abstracting !

cracks my knuckles. a TADC angst request? dont mind if i do eheheheh! and ueueueueu thank you anon! i gotta admit im really self conscious about writing characters, doesnt matter how long ive been writing them i always feel that i could do better with their characterization... but im so so happy to know that theyre not too OOC!! that means a lot!! got a little too silly on jaxs part so its longer than pomnis i hope thats okay!!

POMNI:

gosh imagine this is the first time shes seen someone actively abstract... like yeah sure shes seen kaufmo in his abstracted form, but seeing the aftermath/complete transformation is totally different than being there in the moment. i think she would.. be all over the place. i mean youre at your worst and you dont even understand whats going on... and pomni doesnt know what to do or what she can do to ground you. can you even be grounded back to the present moment? can you even back up and regain yourself? is that something someone can do? i think her panic makes you panic, which ends up making your.. situation worse.. i think pomni would try to keep you together as best as she can; physically and mentally. i got the image of the readers face cracking open and the abstraction stuff peeking out and pomni just... trying to push the pieces back together... its a horrible situation, and before long you're fully abstracted and pomni just stands there. im not even sure if she would have the mind to run away, probably too caught up in trying to bring you back to her.. i think sometimes she would stop in front of your old bedroom door and just. stare at the brand new red X over your portrait

JAX:

unlike pomni, i think he can more easily catch the signs of someone abstracting, though i dont think hes seen someone actually lose themselves right in front of him and transform right there... hmm... but unless you and him are very close i dont think he would bother trying to check in on you. i mean, if youre not, why would he? but... lets say youre both friends, or even partners, and he notices that youve been acting off.. i think it would still take him a little longer than id like to admit for him to actually come to your room to check in on you. perhaps he wants to give you space, or feels youre just going through something and thats your business, or maybe he didnt feel obligated to ask how youre doing as horrible as it sounds (i feel this is more likely if you guys are just friends, though, perhaps not close but still friendly with one another).. gets tipped off that something is wrong when he sees a stray (and glitching) piece of porcelain on the ground... which turns into two pieces, then three. a trail, leading right to your breaking form. i think at first he would think its some joke, before realizing that this is actually happening. unfortunately, i dont think jax is the best comforter so even in your last moments of being conscious and aware would still be spent in fear and confusion.. but at least theres an attempt to try to help you, right? i think jax would actually try to call for help, at least he might be able to admit hes unqualified to help you.. but regardless of if anyone hears him its too late for you.. i like to think he keeps some of your porcelain shards, on the off chance theyre still hanging around even after youre sent to the cellar

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I love your peaky blinder writings

I was wondering how would each of the guys react to their (younger but legal)girl walking in to their office (who they have been hiding and have been doing a good job at it too) and then one of their enemies also storming in by surprise. she’s trying to hide behind them (Alfie,Tommy,Arthur)and the enemy tries to get nasty with her

Eeek love this love this <3

(sorry in advance btw, these have taken me several days to write and i just don't think theyre that good... I think i might try to turn some of them into full length imagines at some point though so they can get a second chance then lol)

Tommy

🌿Is annoyed to see you standing there in the doorway to his office. When Lizzie knocks and says "there's a little girl here to see you Mr Shelby" her voice is dripping with venom. She's jealous, she assumes you're there because you're his new fancy...

🌿 She scares you does Lizzie, she's stone cold, a real ice queen and you can feel her hate for you. Tommy steps aside to let you come in and once the doors swung shut behind you you suddenly feel nervous

🌿 he doesn't look happy to see you at all... "what the fuck do you think you're doing coming here y/n?" suddenly you feel like a fucking child, stupid for having come here - the one place he's always telling you not to come. You don't have an excuse either just a...

🌿 "Sorry Tommy I... I just really missed you..." you're not blushing because its romantic, you're blushing cause you feel so fucking stupid. You keep fiddling with your sleeves, glancing over your shoulder at the door expecting to see Lizzie through the glass laughing you...

🌿 "Lizzie scares you does she y/n?" he asks, he's still stern but he doesn't sound quite as angry anymore. You chew your lip, try not to give yourself away but Tommy doesn't need you to answer for him to know. "See if women like Lizzie scare you, then I know you shouldn't be here..." he has a whole speech to give you, to scare you into never being so stupid as to walk into his office like this ever again... but it turns out someone else wants to do that for him

🌿 When Inspector Cambell enters unannounced, his cold stare and arrogant cough, Tommy feels his fury flare all over again. Now he is angry, he's angry that you're here in his office just as that nasty bastard has stormed in, he's angry that Campbells even looking at you... You're in so much danger and theres nothing he can do about it but try to minimise the harm

🌿 "Sorry to interrupt you Thomas, hope you're not paying per hour there..." "pretty young thing you've got there, id be in half a mind to question the legality of her activities, not to mention her age Mr Shelby... See you understand don't you, that the rape of a young girl carries a pretty weighty sentence... And unless we can come to some kind of aggreement well it would certainly make my life easier if i could take you down for something so... Simple... "

🌿 Tommy trying to remain calm, trying to remain completely unphased. "Whatever business you have with me Mr Campbell is with me and no one else..."

🌿 He'd be doing so well to keep it all swallowed down, but when Mr Campbell approaches you, raising his kane to point it at you, "and you Miss, prostitution is, I'm sure you are aware, a crime... Just think of the things i could do to you eh?"

🌿When he looks at you like that even you aren't naive enough to not know what hes thinking.

🌿 "Yes Thomas... i think actually i might take her off your hands if you don't mind..."

🌿 By this point you're holding onto Tommys jacket, tucked away behind him, starring in horror at the old man woth that predatory look in his eyes. You can feel Tommys body tense too. You can tell he's trying really hard not to lose his temper.

🌿"You came here on business i assume Officer and we know how important your business must be... Kept you too busy to go to france afterall didn't it..."

🌿The main reason Tommy had been keeping you sperate from business was to keep you away from his enemies, the second reason however was to keep you from having to see the darker side of him... But now he has no choice but to reveal that... He can't let Officer Campbell hurt you.

🌿Youre a little taken back by the sudden chill in Tommys voice. You'd always known he was a dangerous man who delt with dangerous people but this is the first time you've ever witnessed him threatening someone...

🌿 "Now i suggest, officer, if you don't mind my being so bold as to make a suggestion... I suggest that you tell me what you came here for and make it quick because as you can see, before you interrupted us i was already engaged in a metting discussing business with Miss Carlton here..." you remain hidden behind Tommy so Campbell doesn't see your confusion, besides he's too busy backtracking having heard who you are...

🌿 Campbell is embarrassed, stuttering an apology to you though you don't understand why. You don't know who this "Miss Carlton" is but its certainly scared the old man...

🌿"Now i think you've probably offended Miss Carlton enough already, perhaps youd like to come back and discuss your business with me later Officer, perhaps youd like to book an appointment this time eh?"

🌿When Campbell has finally left you step away from Tommy, sure youre in trouble, and you are... But its not as bad as you think... Tommy is too relieved to have lied his way out of having any harm come to you, to be angry at you anymore.

🌿"Come sit love," he says patting his lap. He has you sit straddling his waist so that he can smooth his hands up your thighs as he talks to you, "So, youre scared of our Lizzie and I'm betting you were scared just not too weren't you?"

🌿You nod your head, open your mouth to apologise but he hushes you with his finger to your lips.

🌿"Men like Officer Campbell are the reason i keep you hidden y/n, to keep you safe eh? So why don't you promise me now that after tonight you will never come see me here again eh? Promise me that now..."

🌿And you do promise him that, but both of you know you'll break that promise soon enough.

Alfie

🐻 When he sees you he groans, leans on his elbows on his desk, hands over his eyes, face sinking into his palms... He'd been managing to keep you secret for so long...

🐻 He'd been enjoying the privacy, none of the lads teasing him... But they would now if they realised who you were... Because you were so much younger than him... You were 18, youd been 11 years old at the end of the war... Alfie had been fighting in France when you were just a little girl... He couldn't bare to think what the lads would make of that...

🐻 And then there were his enemies to worry about... You werent just any 18 year old london lass... You were sweet, too good for the streets you walked, a real innocent in many ways... If his enemies found out hed gone soft for a girl like you, youd be kidnapped, raped, killed within a week... That much he was sure of.

🐻 So hed been keeping you hidden away, doing his best to keep you completely secret and he thought hed been doing a good job of it.

🐻 Now though, now, you were standing in the doorway of his office with two glasses of white bread in your hands, your sweet impish smile underserving of the crumpling of his own frown.

🐻 "well..." he sighs, "well i reckon thats down the fuckin pan now aint it," he says, "i dont know, you try to do a good thing, you try to keep a good girl safe from the evils of this here big bad fuckin cesspit... And this is how she repays you? White fucken bread?" he raises his brow at you but he can't be angry. Hes not at all angry

🐻Hes maybe a little despairing? He knows he should have known he couldn't keep you away... But hes also very entertained and a secretly pleased to see you

🐻So what if the men in the bakery work out what's going on between you, hes feeling pretty proud of himself to have pulled you afterall...

🐻 "Well come on in then poppet, youre here now arent you, close the door eh, dont want no drafts getting in...."

🐻 So you do, you pull up a stool beside him and lean back against his chest as you share the rum and waste a little time together... Alfie really should be getting on with his work but now that his little girl is here he can't ignore her...

🐻 And that's when Darby Sabini himself bursts through the door, Ollie running in seconds later, too late as always...

🐻You jump, startled by the sudden entrance, the door slamming up against the wall.

🐻 Sabini isnt calm either... He's got eyes full of hate and even though you don't dont much about the gangsters in the city, you know enough to recognise this man... You know enough to know that he's volatile at the best of times...

🐻 "You and I are supposed to have a fucking deal Solomons!" he hisses, edging closer to Alfies desk, his eyes searing with rage as he looks between you and Alfie... "or were you too busy with your fucking whore to remember that?" he snarls taking a pistol from his coat and waving it towards you.

🐻 You gasp, flinching away, shrinking back in your chair instinctively but Alfie just sits up, gives your knee a squeeze and reaches for his own drawer.

🐻"Usually mate, usually right when people want to disturb my peace right they make an appointment... And when they dont yeah, when they fail to follow usual etiquette, when they forget to book a little appointment with lovely Ollie here... The least they do is fuckin knock right?" he knocks on the desk for enphasis and cocks his head to one side.

🐻 You're in awe of how calm he is, though you know you shouldn't be surprised... Hes a fucking gangster after all and you know that... As if he'd be scared at the sight of guns.. He was in the war... Hes far more brave than anyone else you know... And yet you are still in awe

🐻 Youre scared, but its the way Alfie is remaining so calm, so laidback, even managing to chuckle in the face of this wild and raging man that is making you feel calm. Safe despite the gun in sabinis hand.

🐻 "Whatre you fuckin sayin to me Alfie you want me to go outside and fuckin knock? You want an appointment fine I'll make a fuckin appointment..."he shouts at Ollie, uses his gun to the poor lads head forcing him to get Alfies diary. Alfies just watching in quiet amusement... He knows he still has power here.

🐻 Sabini takes the diary crosses through everything written down and writes his initials before throwing the book down in front of you... "There, now we have a fucking appointment so fucking talk to me... We had a fucking deal Alfie..."

🐻 Youre watching this all, frozen in your seat beside Alfie, feeling terrified and also, feeling stupid for having brought yourself to this dangerous place. Alfie is calculating silently, he appears calm on the outside but inside hes thinking quick and fast because he knows the longer Sabini remains in his office the more at risk you are

🐻 And then Sabini turns his attention back to you, his eyes are sharp, cold, and to be frank, crazy. He starts spitting and ranting about how because of Alfies lack of loyalty, he's lost something very precious to him... And the more he talks about this the more angry he gets...

🐻 "So now I'm here, I'm fucking here and i see you with this fucking girl... And you know what im thinking Alfie. Im thinking maybe i, should take something precious from you?"

🐻 This whole time hes been waving that gun around like a mad man, waving it in your direction. And whilst he has Alfie has stood up, ushered you behind him quietly and calmly, as if it was all just routine.

🐻 He'd probably very calmly almost, friendly, tell him to put the gun down... "Dont like talking when theres guns been thrown around yeah? Makes it difficult to concentrate right, for all parties... Cause see if you keep pointing your gun at us, I'll have to get mine out won't i? And then there'll be no talkin at all, will there?"

🐻 When Sabini has put his gun away Alfie wpuld take up that condescending tone once more...

🐻 "Listen sweetheart, maybe we do have a deal yeah, fuckin hard to believe though innit when you come in here waving that thing around in me womans face right... Cause if i came round to your family home - not that i would yeah, dirty my shoes yeah, on filthy fuckin wop territory - but if i did right and i started threatening your women... I'm betting you wouldn't like that very much would you?"

🐻 "Now what I'm gonna do right, what im gonna do is this.. Im gonna count to 3 yeah and if youre not out of my sight by the time i get to three, I'm gonna shoot you both in the fuckin face..."

🐻 When he counts he gets to two, then he fires the first shot at Sabinis mans shoe...hitting him in the foot.

🐻 Sabini starts going crazy again, but Alfie just shrugs, "see i told you what i was gonna do when i got to three mate... Never said anything about what would happen when i got to two... Fuckin silly though isnt it, shooting yourself in the foot? Well thats what can happen when you start playing around with guns and things... Dangerous innit treacle..."

🐻 When the two men leave Alfie drops the sinister tone and softens for you immediately.

🐻 He would want to hold you and hug you, kiss your forehead, reassure you that everything was fine and he'd want to make sure you were okay.

🐻He wouldn't be annoyed with you for coming to see him but he would lecture you on why you shouldn't have come...

🐻 Still, he won't lecture you too much because now that sabini knows who you are, alfies decided it would actually be much safer for you to come and see him every day.

Arthur

🍂 Arthur probably keeps you away from the office because as well as being concerned for your safety and because he doesnt want any of the other peaky boys getting any ideas about you... He is also a little worried about the fact that if the other lads knew he was dating someone as young as you they'd all start marcilessly teasing him

🍂 But you struggle to stay away from him for so long (several hours) the two of you are very much in love, in the honeymoon period if you will, and so even though he has told you not to visit him in the office, when you do he can’t even bring himself to grumble.

🍂 Any protests he has are quickly silenced when you begin to remove your clothes for him.

🍂 He'd pull the blind down on the office door, but, in his hurry to have his way with you, he’d forget to lock the door. So when the Changretta’s enter expecting to find him coked up and out of his mind... they instead find him fucking you on his desk, papers scattered over the floor, the room a mess.

🍂 Before the door is opened shots are fired breaking the glass, and in a flash Arthur has grabbed you and thrown you on the floor behind the desk, covering you protectively with his body.

🍂 When Arthur realises who it is thats interrupted you he would be angry, angry that he’s been interrupted, but more so that its by Luca Changretta.

🍂He’d grab his gun and fire over the top of the desk, snatching at his shirt for you to cover up with, but not before the Changretta’s could enter, see you naked and begin sneering at Arthur as he’s pulling his trousers back up.

🍂 “How much are you paying her eh? Baby why don’t you come here, I’ll make you want to work for free...” Luca’s eyes would be lingering on your body as you struggled to button up the shirt.

🍂 You’d be too scared to speak, visibly shivering, you’d feel sick but you’d be trying to be brave for Arthur, you don’t want to disappoint him or have him think you’re weak.

🍂 “She’s too pretty for you gypsy boy...” Luca would be trying provoke Arthur, he can see the man slowly turning red in the face, getting angrier and angrier, you can see it too and you know that any second now he’s going to crack.

🍂 “Shut your fucking mouth you fucking wop...” Arthur’s fingers would be flexing against the trigger of his gun, he knows that if he fires a shot he’d set them off and they'd wipe the two of you out in seconds. He’d turn to you confident as a man who’s just pulled his trousers up at gun point possibly could be... “S’alright Darlin, you’re alright sweetheart, come here eh,” when you leant up close to him, his arms wrapping around you, pulling you into a tight hug, he’d whisper instructions in your ear, “when they let you go, you find my brothers,”

🍂 You don’t want to leave but if you argue you’ll reveal Arthur’s plan and so when Arthur begins negotiating your exit you stand quietly, and, tactically, you allow the tears you’ve been holding back to streak your cheeks, you try your best to look as feeble as you can, hoping they’ll let you leave.

🍂 “Fine your little whore can fuck off...” “I’m sure you’re a sensible girl aren’t you baby, you know this scum and his tiny cock aren’t worth dying for ain’t that right?” you only sob and run away in response, tearing through the office in search of someone who can find Tommy. Tommy would already be on his way however and when he arrived he’d charge Finn with finding you “some fucking clothes”

🍂 “How much does he owe you?” sighs Finn rolling his eyes, his jaw hitting the floor when you insist you’re not a fucking prostitute. That you’re Arthur’s girlfriend and nobody owes you anything.

🍂 By the time Tommy has come to his brothers aid and everything has been sorted out, you would have become fully acquainted with the rest of the Shelby family, Polly, Ada and Lizzie would have sat you down and interrogated you wanting to know all about Arthur’s secret girl.

🍂 When Arthur gets to you he’d be awkward, seeing all of his family around you. He’s probably cough and say “y/n, I’m glad you’re alright, thats a relief, I’m relieved...” and Ada would laugh, Lizzie would choke on a laugh too and Tommy would roll his eyes and sigh dramatically. “Fuckin alright lets give them a minute alone eh, Jesus Christ...”

🍂 When he has you alone Arthur would pull you into a hug, apologise for what had happened and tell you how proud he is of you for carrying out the plan. He'd tell you over and over how brave you were, and then he’d promise to take the Changretta’s eyes for looking at you. “You’re to shoot them Arthur, no theatrics Mr Shelby, not on my part..” “He can die without eyes..” you just roll your eyes knowing that in the end Arthur will do exactly as his brother tells him.

John

🌼 For John dating a younger woman isn’t really a point for hiding, the only reason he’s hiding you is because Peaky business has started to get pretty serious recently. There's a lot of men getting ideas about killing the Shelby brothers and John doesn’t want his girl getting wrapped up in that.

🌼 Because you’re younger than him he feels extremely protective over you, he is torn between having you near him at all times so that he can always look after you, or keeping you at a distance so that Peaky business can't touch you.

🌼 The problem is, being younger than him, and having been kept away from his family, you’re naive and don’t really understand the dangers of John’s life.

🌼 So you decide to go down to the betting shop one day on your way home from work. From the second you enter you stick out like a sore thumb in your pretty girl dress, your hair done sweetly. You hear the wolf whistles and cat calls as you make your way through the tightly packed room, yelping when a man squeezes your arse.

🌼 John hears the commotion and, out of curiosity, leaves his desk to see what's going on. When he recognises you across the room his jaw hits the floor, he’s shocked but also panicking. He knows immediately it’s you he heard yelp, it’s you drawing all that attention to yourself. So he pushes through the room to get to you and when he does he’s met with your bright smile, “John, hi!” you don’t even seem all that phased by the commotion you’ve caused and why would you be, you’re that level of good and innocent that you would mostly miss the sleazy details of the betting shop.

🌼 He’s a little relieved that you are smiling actually, that you’re sweet enough for everything to go over your head. He’d grab your hand and kiss your cheek quickly, “come here Darlin come with me,” he’d say quickly before turning to shout at the men in the room, “alright lads funs over, this is my girl alright, nobody fuckin talks to her, by order of the peaky blinders” he’d be joking - mostly - cracking a laugh as he pulled you through the crowd to his desk which he’d sit at and pull you down into his lap.

🌼 He’d give you a half hearted talk, about how you shouldn’t come to places like this, “bad places like this aren’t for good girls like you sweetheart...” but you would just shrug and tell him you wanted to see him.

🌼 And he wouldn’t really be bothered, sure people would know who you were and what you meant to him now, but for a second your beautiful smile would be enough to make him forget what he’d been hiding you from.

🌼 That is until Billy Kimber himself clears the betting shop floor, intimidating all the Peaky’s customers into abandoning their bets. John would have to get up to deal with everything, he’d give you clear instructions to stay put and to not make a sound...

🌼 And you’d do exactly as you were told. Unfortunately however whilst John is dealing with Billy Kimber, Kimber’s men have swept the shop floor and found you hiding behind Johns desk.

🌼 And they wouldn’t just cat call, they’d get mean, John and Billy would hear you scream and whimper when one of the men pulled your hair and groped you. And Billy would laugh, shout something like, “Well don’t keep her all to yourself lads bring her here, show us what you’ve found,”

🌼 John would be livid, struggling to swallow his rage, and his heart would break for you when he saw his girl with tears in her eyes, being shoved to the centre of the room by Kimber’s men.

🌼 “Well fuck me Shelby, she isn't one of yours is she... Nahh she's a real english rose ain't she... 'ere darlin whatre you doin here with these pikeys eh?"

🌼 As scared as you are of these men, and as timid as you usually are, you won't have a bad word said against your John so your face crumples to a bitter scowl. "Watch your fuckin mouth... Cunt..."

🌼 Honestly if John had heard you say that anywhere else he'd have laughed, the idea of you swearing so completely ridiculous to him that he almost cant believe what hes heard.

🌼 Naturally Billy Kimber is also taken back, pissed off too though and both you and John see the mans scowl before he raises his hand to you.

🌼 Thats when John cuts between the two of you, headbutting and then kicking Kimber till hes on the floor. Amid the commotion Arthur and Isaiah have arrived and before you have a chance to react or understand whats going on, the Kimber men are being dragged and thrown out of the betting shop by John, Arthur and Isaiah.

🌼 After John would return to you deeply concerned for your welfare, wanting to check youve not been hurt. Hed want you to tell him exactly what happened to you when the men found you, where they touched you. He'd be so serious "tell me the truth y/n alright no sugar coating"

🌼 He'd make you all kinds of promises, "listen to me eh nothing like that is ever gonna happen to you again alright, nothin..." but you'd surprise him and shake your head, "probably will John, if i stay with you... Which i do intend to do by the way..."

🌼 He'd be a little surprised, his sweet, innocent lass is accepting the violence of his life like its any other mundane fact. But its not and John is stubborn so despite the fact youve said it will happen again, and despite the fact he knows its true. He wont accept it.

🌼 He'll have peaky men watching you whenever he cant be with you from now on, but mostly hes going to use Billy Kimbers threats as an excuse to see more and more of you.

Bonnie

🍀 Bonnies been keeping you secret for many reasons - he doesnt want people to worry you'll distract him from his fighting, he doesn't want you mixing with the Shelbys or coming into the city because city folk dont treat your people fairly, and he doesnt want any of the work hes doing for the Shelbys to get back to you or to hurt you.

🍀He's been killing people between fights and so far he's kept it from you pretty easily. You havent even seen him fighting in the gym...

🍀 He doesnt realise how much thats been upsetting you, how you feel theres this whole part of him that hes keeping hidden fron you, that you feel distant, like youre being pushed out of his life, being left behind...

🍀So hes taken completely by surprise when you turn up at the boxing gym one day, it almost gets him knocked out by the lad hes fighting at the time. Obviously Bonnie pulls it back, hes not losing to a gorger and hes definitely not losing in front of his girl...

🍀When he jumps out the ring and comes to you hes got blood on his face but he isnt worried about that, hes worried about you asking all sorts of questions about what youre there for, how you got there, whether anything happened when you were walking through town.

🍀But youre fine and you tell him that, trying to explain that you wanted to see him fighting, that youre sick of him keeping secrets...

🍀 He kisses you and you dab the blood from his brow, the two of you concentrating on eachother too much to notice that the lad Bonnie just took out, is watching you, eyeing the pair of you maliciously.

🍀 "Oi gypsy boy!" he shouts disrespectfully, "no women allowed, specially not fuckin..." before he can finish his sentence Bonnie has swung back round, shoved the lad up against the outside of the ring and grabbed him by the straps of his vest.

🍀 "finish that fuckin sentence gorger, go on..." he threatens shaking the lad a little, knowing that if it comes to it he could take this bastard out with one punch.

🍀 Its only when their trainer returns, shouting and making threats demanding to know whats going on, that Bonnie drops the lad.

🍀And the boxing trainer, despite wanting to blame you and bonnie, knows he can't, has to tell the other lad not to be fucking stupid "the peaky blinders will have your fucking balls lad!"

🍀 Bonnie spits at the boy further provoking him so thst the lad takes a chance and tries to hit Bonnie. Of course Bonnie knew it would happen, was secretly itching to knock the prick who'd insult his girlfriend out. Which is what he does. One punch is all it takes to send the other boy limp amd out cold against the ring.

🍀 The boxing teacher would kick the two of you out, telling you fuck off, but you and bonnie would leave laughing, knowing that one word from Tommy will put bonnie back where he belongs in the ring.

🍀 When you were back out of the city, walking back to the settlement along the side of the canal, he'd probably try to stop you, try to talk seriously to you about you not doing that again. "Really dove i mean it, its dangerous for girls to be out round there on their own..." "Wasnt on me own i was with you..." "Aye once you got to us maybe...but what if somet happened to yous when you were walking eh? How can i protect you when im in the ring?"

🍀Poor bonnies concern would be genuine, thered be nothing you could do to convince him otherwise. He'd much rather you stayed out in the country with the families than tried to follow him into the city

🍀But after that fight hed be feeling particularly protective and possesive over you, he wouldnt be leaving you alone until he was dragged away from you...

🍀And obviously the story of what had happened would get back to Tommy and Bonnies father, and the teasing would be relentless, if somewhat quite brotherly/fatherly... Honestly no one would have expected the lad to have it in him...

Isaiah

🐀 Would be keeping you secret because you were a little younger than him and also because you were extremely pretty and extremely shy and he just knows that in front of a bunch of Peaky Boys you would Suffer.

🐀He also knows theres no way you could defend yourself if something happened to you, so he doesnt want to risk anything happening.

🐀And youre actually quite a good girl to him, you wouldnt have disobeyed him if it wasnt important... But it is important...

🐀When you burst into the Shelbys betting shop looking for your boyfriend it was because you were already in trouble! Some Italians had been harassing you when you were at the market, even when youd tried to leave they had followed you, theyd shouted something down the street after you "oi peaky girl" and youd known then that they knew your secret and they wouldnt stop following you until they caught you

🐀So youd ran. Faster than you could really run, your lungs burning, tears threatening your vision as you tore down the street to the Shelbys shop. You knew it was where Isaiah spent his days and you knew he was the only place you would feel safe now.

🐀When you burst in through the door you caused quite the commotion, so out of breath you could barely speak, your hair falling down, windswept and ragged, your chest rising and falling just as ragged as you tried to catch your breath.

🐀Someone, a woman tries to talk to you, demanding to know who you are but all you can say is "Isaiah, Isaiah get..." and as if your voice had summoned him he appears from out the back.. "Oh fuckin hell... Y/n what the fuck happened to..." he'd be at your side in seconds helping you to your feet, brushing your hair out of your face trying to see if youre injured.

🐀Its then that the Italians burst in after you, its obvious theyve chased you, that they are "whats happened,"

🐀He'd push you behind him, his hand moving slowly away from your side to reach for his gun. He'd be watching the Italians with rigid concentration, his adrenaline shooting about his blood.

🐀"Alright whats going on here eh? Which of you italian fucks thought it would be a good idea to chase some poor lass through the streets of small heath eh?"

🐀At this point Finn and Polly would both be watching, you would be tucked behind Isaiah still breathless and shaken. Polly would try to usher you away but youd refuse, not wanting to leave Isaiahs side, only feeling safe when he was in touching distance

🐀 John would have heard the disturbance and come out from the back, his own gun raised too.

🐀"Why dont you two cunts wipe those stupid fuckin smirks off your ugly faces and get the fuck of Peaky territory!" Isaiah would keep talking, keep threatening as if no one else was around. He'd reach for his cap as if to remind them what happens to men who fuck with the peaky blinders and then he'd shoot at the men, firing repeated shots into them. John would probably have to intervene when both men had slumped back against the wall and Isaiah was still firing.

🐀 "Jesus fuckin... That was fuckin brutal..." breathes Finn glancing at you and then Isaiah. John cuts in making a joke, smirking at Isaiah "she'd better be either your mother, your sister, your girlfriend or your daughter mate or Tommys gonna have your balls for this mess..." he says nodding to the blood and the two dead men.

🐀Youre stood behind him still, shivering, when he turns to you, arms wrapping around you, hand cupping your cheek. He only chuckles at Johns joke, too preoccupied with checking youre alright, asking you what they did.

🐀Youre apologetic "know you told me not to come round here saiah but they wouldn't leave me be and i got scared and i... I knew youd be here..." "shh love, you did the right thing yeah... You did the right thing..."

🐀From now on he'll remind you to come to him whenever youre in trouble, he'll ask you what youre gonna do if you get into any trouble every single time he says goodbye to you.

Michael

☘️ Michaels been keeping you secret because youre part of a much bigger secret... Your his love, but also his secret weapon against Tommy.

☘️ Because youre an heiress, from one of the wealthiest families in the country, and he knows that your family are a weapon to be yielded agakbst Tommy. But only if Tommy doesnt get to you first.

☘️ Michael thinks that if you get introduced to Tommy and the Shelbys, then Tommy will set his sights on you, he'll try to fuck his way into your good books and steal you right from under michaels nose

☘️ So michaels keeping you secret... Thats why youre never to come to Birmingham. Youre to wait for michaels visits when he comes down to london.

☘️ However its been far too long for your liking, several weeks since you last saw him... And even writing isnt enough, when you read his letters and he tells you he cant come to see you yet.. Hes busy... Tommy has work for him.. Well

☘️ You miss your man. But it also makes you want to visit this Tommy shelby and give him a piece of your mind.

☘️ So thats what you decide youre going to do... You travel to Birmigham and you head straight to the Shelby offices where you inform the secretary you have an important meeting with Mr Gray which cannot be delayed.

☘️ When michael sees you, hes in a state of shock, blinking at you in disbelief. Hes a little annoyed that youd break the rules like this, shaking his head as he stands warily. "No, fucking... No y/n you shouldnt be here what are you doing... Here?"

☘️ Youre a little irritated he isnt happy to see you and though youre about to snap back at him you don't... And you dont because you feel a chill behind you, someone else is in the doorway.

☘️ When you turn to see Tommy Shelby behind you, his hollow cheeks and sunken in eyes, you understand what people mean when they say he looks as cruel as the dead...

☘️ And so suddenly, all that hurt at Michaels apparent dissapointmen to see you, all that hurt is channelled into anger directed at Mr Shelby himself

☘️ You turn around and launch into a verbal attack, really giving him a pieve of your mind explaining just how awful you believe him to be for keeping your Michael busy.

☘️ Tommy just stands their, eyebrow raised, looking between you and michael a little perplexed.

☘️ He talks over you "Michael would you mind telling me who the fuck this girl is and what the fuck shes doing in my accounts office?"

☘️ "Don't you fuckin talk over me Tommy Shelby, I've heard all about you and i wont be intimidated by..."

☘️ Tommy would silence you by grabbing you by the face, your cheeks squished shut to stop your talking, his hand gripping your jaw tight.

☘️ "Alright sweetheart ive listened to your little speech eh, now you're going to listen to mine... Your michael is busy now yeah, hes got a meeting with me and ive important business to talk through with him, so why dont you fuck off back to finishing school now? Run along yeah..."

☘️ Youre glaring at Tommy but he has frightened you, hes an intimidating man especially when hes manhandling you the way he is just now.

☘️Theres a moment of silence before Michael cuts in, his voice stern. It might have taken him a second to find the voice to defend you but hes certain now.

☘️ "Tommy leave the girl alone..." when Tommy ignores him blatantly, he snaps "I said fucking let go of my girlfriend Tommy, fuckin listen to me when im talking, let her go..." he'd get right up in his cousins face, practically snatching you away from Tommy and putting an arm around you protectively.

☘️ He'd kiss your temple and tell you to wait outside but you wouldn't go, glaring at Tommy with tears in your eyes, real angry tears.

☘️ "Perhaps you ought to teach her some manners then Michael, or i might have to educate her myself..." you recognise the undertones in his voice and you feel rage and fear twist together inside you.

☘️Michaels nostrils flaring as he grips tommy by the collar, the two of them glaring, refusing to break eye contact with eachother.

☘️ When they finally do they shove eachother away from one another and Tommy leaves, slamming the door behind him, "shed better be fucking gone when i come back Michael... Fucking gone alright?"

☘️ Michaels definitely going to laugh at you a little "reckon no ones spoken to our tommy like that since he was three years old..." but hed also tell you to never tell do it again.

☘️ "hes unforgiving y/n... You need to promise me eh, never speak to him like that again..."

☘️ Youd end up being introduced to the whole family after that, with the hopes that a formal introduction would smooth things over. It would be icier than antarctica between you and tommy however. At least Michael would be safe in the knowledge of your loathing for Tommy... Youre not going to fall for his charms.

#peaky blinders imagines #bonnie gold x reader #tommy shelby x reader #arthur shelby x reader #john shelby x reader #peaky blinders headcanon #alfie solomons x reader #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders

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ferrersbiggestfan · 6 months

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Requested by: @reader1402

Dean Winchester x fem!reader

An: Thank you so much for requesting and following! I am so happy because you decided to give me a chance without me even posting yet! so thank you so much and i hope you enjoy :-) (For some effects, Dean is going to be 28 and the reader is gonna be 23, so pretty much Sam’s age)

Summary: You get jealous of Dean, he says some hurtful things but later on regrets it.

Warnings: A little angsty, some light fluff somewhere, annoyed reader

Word Count: Tbh? I lost count 😅 sorry!

Requests are Open!!

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One week earlier…

“Listen Dean, come on. I’m tired of having to fight in your shadow all the time.. Dear mother of Crowley! Bobby trained me, I have taken you AND Sam on and I’ve won. I got this. Its a simple salt and burn.” You say in hopes of softening this goddamn stubborn Winchester.

“Listen kid, I said no. That’s final.” He says firmly grabbing a slice of pie from the fridge. You scoff angrily strutting to your room. The bunker may be a little bit cold for a house but its home. You, Sam, Dean, all managed to actually make it cozy enough to be comfortable.

“SAAAAM, Deano is being an ass, per usual! and I’m not a kid! I’m only 5 years younger than you, Jerk!”. You scream at Dean slamming your door.

One week later..

That small but agitated fight was the start of a series. Everytime you bump into him its a goddamn fight and he won’t lose; you won’t either though so the fight continues.

“come on Dean, maybe she just feels a little left out, that’s all.” Sam says to Dean as he drives back to the bunker. Both of them in the Impala, just after a simple salt and burn in Wisconsin.

“She’s not ready yet, I’m not willing to let her or anyone else get hurt, much less for a hunt that we can do ourselves, Sammy. I can’t loser her too” Dean sighs as Sam looks at him knowing why he was being so hard on you. After a little bit they get to the bunker opening the door which was sealed and concealed with at least 20 sigils of protection.

They walk in as you greet them shyly. “Hey Dean.. so i found a case. It sounds like a ghost so I’d say its pretty easy and I was wondering if you wanted to go with me or of you’re not up for it I could go! You guys must be tired so i can get this one.” you say hopeful, wishing he would agree or even let you assist on the case.

The reason you won’t go alone is simply because you have no car, no fake id and minimal experience even though Bobby trained you, you were still pretty new to the game.

The next few events escalated pretty quickly.. Sam sits down groaning in annoyance. These type of fights were nothing short of new but he knew nor you or Dean would soon actually say or talk about the thing that its really important. You both might fight but he knows Dean would probably even hurt him if something happened to you. He was simply too protective but only because he’s in love with you, and you love him. Sammy has heard quite a few late night thoughts both from his brother and best friend but you and Dean are just too stubborn to admit anything to eachother.

“You are such an asshole Dean, seriously! I never get to do anything! you treat me like I’m some kind of kid all the goddamn time.” you scream pretty much exploding on him like never before.

“Acting this way won’t get you anywhere, KID.” He remarks his last words knowing it will only infuriate you more. You get all up on him even though he was much taller than you.

“First, I’m not a kid, Jerk. Second, I’m 23 goddam years old, i can do whatever i want.” You stomp your feet a little bit as he leans closer looking down at you a little bit intimidatingly. You look up at him as your mouth gapes a little in shock.

This was new for him. You blush a little bit but not backing down whatsoever.

“Go on.” He mutters at you as you shake your crazy thoughts. “I’m jealous Dean.. I want to do everything you and Sam do.. i mean you’re literal heroes. I want to be apart of this team and i know i will be a good asset.. please.” You say in a low tone looking at him, and vice versa.

“That’s nonsense Y/N, stop being stubborn and just do whatever you are meant to do which is stay here!”. he says quite harshly and loud as you gasp softly. “Dean!” Sam says shocked at his brothers words.

Your eyes water as you storm out of the room and going to yours and Sam follows you. A few minutes later you hear someone by the door. You sob quietly trying to be heard or scolded by Dean any more than he already does. Sam knocks on your door.

“Y/N? Can i come in?”. He says softly as you nod a little bit hugging your knees in bed.

He sits down besides you and sighs. “Listen, Dean means well, he just has a hard time expressing it.”

“I’m tired, Sammy.. all he does is put me down all the time..I love him Sammy and it hurts.. i just want to be like him and he won’t even give me a chance”. You mutter softly as he hugs you. “It’s gonna be okay.. I’m here”. He kisses your forehead as you nod gently hugging him back.

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Dean was in the garage cleaning his guns, Sammy walks in as Dean looks up. “How is she?”

“Shaken up.” He says coldly as Dean scoffs. “You going to be mad too? what am I? the bad guy here? Come on, Sammy.”

“Come on what, Dean? You do this everytime she gets the courage to talk to you! I wouldn’t even be surprised if she left right now. She wants to be you Dean, she just wants your approval.” Sam sighs putting his hands in his front pant pockets.

“Not gonna happen.” Dean says cold as Sam scoffs and leaves.

Dean’s Pov:

Its been hours since the fight and its quiet. After Sammy came by I just went on about my day like usual but she hasn’t spoken to me all day..

Was I really that bad?

I stop by her bedroom’s door but regret it quite quickly and head to the kitchen to make some food.

Man, i must be the biggest Son of a Bitch of All. Why am I so scared of seeing her hurt? I’ve loved my share of woman but why is she so different? Why is it different? She’s annoying, a kid and.. she’s..perfect in every goddamn way. She bakes me pies everytime I get out of a bad hunt. She trains everyday but always waits for me to join. Hell, she even stays with me after a nightmare.

I love her and i treat her like hell everytime.. but its all to keep her safe, i would rather her hate me than something happens to her.

…

Dean heads to the room holding some flowers, he was kinda nervous since he knew he fucked up but he couldn’t take it anymore. It’s been 8 hours, 23 minutes and 27 seconds since you last spoke to him or even looked at him. It was killing him.

“Sweetheart? You in there? Can we talk?” He knocks softly on your door as you mumble a quiet come in. He walks in seeing you read on your bed. He walks to you and puts the flowers down.

“What do you want, Dean? I’m not really in the mood for your stupid remarks”. You spite out as he chuckles a bit at your reaction.

You frown. “You think this is a joke, don’t you? You always do this..” You scoff and stand up but he holds your wrist.

“Let me go Dean, i mean it”. You look at him as he stands up looking down at you.

“Can you just let me go I have to be somewhere around at-“. You were quickly cut off by his lips. He kisses you gently but passionately. You kiss back as the shock wears off and he holds your cheek gently. You both pull apart for a little bit as he smiles.

“I’m sorry for being a Dick.. I never meant to hurt your feelings. I don’t want to see you hurt even though I know you can probably kick my ass if you wanted to. The truth is.. I love you too much, i can’t.. I can’t lose you too Y/N”. He looks into your eyes as you gasp a little bit not expecting that at all. You quickly smile and kiss him again excitedly as he falls back into your bed.

“I love you too Jerk, I can’t believe it took you this long to figure it out. oh, and you’re forgiven but only if i get to drive Baby for the next three cases”. You say serious as he sighs and nods. “Its only fair, sweetheart”. He smiles and kisses you again.

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That is the END, my Loves! Thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed my first imagine and I hope I did justice to your request.

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xoxoalette · 1 month

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ALSO!!!! Any ideal wedding inspo for the twins mayhaps?? I know me and Education Alert only have $20 to our name, but I’ll make it work 💪😼

EDUCATION ALERT LMAOOOO

Answer is under read more cause it’s kinda long

Hmmm… Diva actually— I don’t see getting married? Or at least not the traditional marriage. If her partner wanted one, she’d just go with what they’ve planned. But that doesn’t mean she’s NOT romantic.

I imagine it’s more of— the two of you driving around a new city, on a road trip together, in a rented convertible with the rooftop down, listening to your guys’ favorite music on the radio. It’s night time with the city lights on, and you both are either heading back from having fun all day or heading to have more night fun at wherever. I think she’d talk about how much fun she’s always having with you, and that she wishes it can be like this for the rest of your lives. And when she brings out the ring,

It’s a little silly, but they’re still really cute— matching rings. Like I’ve said before, she’s not the traditional kind of girl that wants to get married, but she would still confess her love and her want to stay committed to you— she just wouldn’t care for the whole ceremony thing. I also think she’d do this if you guys were dating for like 3 years.

Here’s some photos to fit the vibes

As for Eddie? Id say he wouldn’t see himself getting married since he’s never really… thought of himself in a relationship before either. It’s all still very new to him. But if you were together for 5 years, yeah— he wouldn’t mind getting hitched.

I think Eddie would want it to be perfect, but since he has NO idea what he’s doing? He’d either let you do most of the planning OR he’d base it off the pictures and stories of his parents’ wedding.

His parents’ wedding in his eyes is the most ideal because his parents are still very much in love and happy with one another. Their wedding also fits a lot of his preferences; small and intimate, nothing flashy or expensive.

Still, he’d want it to be perfect for the both of you— so if you have any changes you want to be made, you guys will figure something out.

I imagine the rings he has are actually his grandparents’ rings, that his grandpa passed down to him when he heard his eldest grandchild was ready to settle down. They’re simple and not that grand, but it holds a lot of sentiment for Eddie. (Yours would be his grandma’s on the left, his is the one on the right :) )

And the wedding would look something like this, in a church with his family and friends and yours. (I like the decorations of one and two, but the vibes of the third pic)

Nothing too crazy, just you and him— all your loved ones, and even though he isn’t religious, part of him doesn’t mind having some higher being watching over them on their special day. It’ll certainly give him a chance to thank god for allowing him the chance to finally love and be with the only person he’d ever imagine himself with.

This is what he’d wear (in this shade or a dark grey— loid looking ass)

#did I cry a bit writing this? yes #hot killer babes ⭐️#💗xoxoeddie #💗xoxodiva #silkbab3y

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saturnvs · 28 days

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hellooo this might be kind of a silly question lol, but do you think you can learn to ride at any age? i've always loved horses but i've never really been around them. i've been contemplating signing up for lessons at this stable thats opened up near where i live, but doing just the bare minimum research into what to expect has me a little overwhelmed lol. since you've been posting about riding again, i was wondering if you had any tips or advice for someone who is a complete beginner :')

yes!! i’m a firm believer that anyone can learn at any age - all you really need is the desire and motivation to learn!

i completely understand feeling overwhelmed. there’s SO much to the entire thing, both regarding the riding itself and handling horses on the ground. i would recommend reaching out to the stable and asking basic questions about their establishment, like what to have in mind as a beginner! all stables have different ways of doing things, and a big part in feeling relaxed as a beginner is knowing what to expect.

i have no experience being a complete beginner at an adult age, but i do of course have experience of returning after many years out of the saddle. something that’s been very important to me is to find out a lot about the place i’ve been going to and most of all, not be afraid to ask questions that might seem silly. it’s much better to ask one time too many, especially in an environment where safety is so important.

if you’re feeling nervous or scared or uncertain - let people know! don’t push yourself to do something scary, instead let the instructor know that hey, this makes me anxious, and i might need some help. that goes for anything, both on the ground and in the saddle!!

as a returning rider i booked myself a private lesson with an instructor to get used to the feeling in a safe environment with no distractions as i find it difficult to be in a group setting. not all stables offer that though, but you can always ask! private lessons aren’t on a weekly basis (at least where i ride), but instead an extra hour of learning that you can have a few times throughout the term.

however, as a complete beginner it’s very beneficial to be in a group. you learn to not only keep track of yourself and your horse, but also how to manage being surrounded by other people on horses! and in a group where everyone is new, you have a chance to make some long lasting friends if you want to. it could also be calming to know that you likely aren’t the only one who is super nervous.

this advice probably is a little diffuse, so please don’t hesitate to ask more specific questions!! id be happy to try to help you.

but in short - talk to them and sign up!! you won’t regret getting to know these precious animals <3

edit: just wanted to add!!! my mother, who had never in her life been on horse before, started riding in her mid-40s and although she stopped after a few years she still thinks of it as one of the best things she ever did!! :’)

#ask #anon

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juyeonszn · 8 months

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WHAT IS LOVE? — ELEVEN

PAIRING ₊˚⊹ lee juyeon x f!reader

SUMMARY ₊˚⊹ all is well in the business of matchmaking. except it’s actually not, because lee juyeon, the school’s star baseball player, has just come to you for help in obtaining the girl of his dreams. oh yeah! and he happens to be the guy you’ve had a crush on since your first year of university.

MORE ₊˚⊹ i remember when i was writing this i was like ..woah bc i didn’t expect it to be so angsty 😭 like idk what is up with me and the angst train lately

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ELEVEN — Just Like A Doughnut (2.04k)

The next few days pass by in a flash and before you know it, it’s Wednesday.

Part of you really missed the whole matchmaking thing and listening to people explain why they wanted you to set them up with whoever it was they wanted you to, after all, that was the whole reason you started the club. You’d been a hopeless romantic for as long as you could remember. There were times in your childhood where you had these elaborate meet-cute backstories for your stuffed animals. You’d even go as far as planning fleshed out weddings for the Barbie and Ken dolls your mom had gotten you for Christmas when you turned 8.

Throughout grade school, you had this big dream of being a wedding planner, too. You wanted to help people put together their best day ever— the day they’d recall for the rest of their lives. Helping women channel their inner child was the portion you were most excited for. It would be like letting yourself have the chance to give back to the little girl who threw extravagant celebrations of love for her inanimate toys.

But, alas, you had to grow up from that idea eventually. As you got closer to starting university, you knew there wasn’t much you could do as a wedding planner. There wasn’t anywhere for you to go. The pay was mediocre for such a stressful and demanding job, so why would you make yourself hate something you felt so passionately about when you could do something else that made you just as happy?

That was when you decided to study psychology. It was a basic enough major that you didn’t have to choose an exact career yet, but also generalized enough that narrowing it down wouldn’t be too hard when the time came. Getting to know how people’s minds worked was exciting. Then the idea for Love Loop saved you in a way. It brought together this new territory with that old passion of yours. That was why you’ve been trying to reconnect with the club so much recently. You didn’t want to forget your roots and become out of touch with your beginnings.

As you’re finishing up with your 2PM appointment, your phone begins to ring from its spot on your desk. A quick check of the caller ID lets you know that Minho was calling, which was a bit unusual for the time of day. Once your ‘client’ has left your little cubicle area, you plop back onto your rolling chair, spinning around as you accept the call from your friend.

“Hello?”

“Hey, so I remember you saying you had a break between your last two appointments and I figured you hadn’t had lunch yet. Is it cool if I drop by and leave you some jajangmyeon? Seonghwa and I are leaving the restaurant now.” He says, and as if on cue, you hear Seonghwa’s voice in the background.

“That would be amazing actually! Thank you, Min. Is there by any chance enough for me to share with Kkura?” You slow your chair to a halt, nibbling the inside of your cheek.

“I think so. We ordered you a pretty big portion.”

“You’re a lifesaver really, I owe you one.” You sigh dramatically.

Minho laughs into the receiver. “I’ll hold you to it.”

The two of you say your goodbyes and then you’re strolling over to Sakura’s cubicle to inform her of the good news. This was just what you needed to power through that last appointment of the day, the mysterious and anonymous person who requested you specifically.

You had to admit, you were a little nervous. Of course, you understood that they probably wanted to protect their privacy just a bit longer before the entire club found out about them. However, you were also slightly afraid that this person was not interested in the club’s purpose at all and they just wanted to harass you. You could never be too sure or too careful! There’s a lot of weirdos out there.

But no matter what, you chose to stick by your mindset of giving people the benefit of the doubt. Even now, you felt like they just wanted to stay concealed a smidge more than the average Love Loop client. The ball of nerves in the pit of your stomach was the product of something else you couldn’t quite place your finger on.

It was like when you had a gut feeling about something. Except, you didn’t know what your stomach was trying to tell you. It felt foreboding in a way, almost like a warning— but not necessarily a bad one. Things were going to get interesting to say the least, that was one thing you could settle on.

Sakura and yourself had migrated back to your own space by the time Minho arrived with the food. He told you that Seonghwa had headed back to their apartment for his afternoon nap, which was why he wasn’t present. It was so Seonghwa-coded to leave the entire delivery to Minho.

“Thank you again for the food, Min!” You smile, watching as the brunette’s hand comes up to cup the back of his neck. He shrugs as if the action was no big deal, when in actuality the simple gesture made your day.

“Of course. Don’t sweat it,” Minho says, saluting to you with his index and middle fingers. “And don’t work too hard, okay? I’ll see you later.”

You wave to him as he exits your cubicle and seemingly heads to his shared apartment with Seonghwa. Without hesitation, you begin unpacking the takeout bag to eat with Sakura as quickly as possible, realizing you only had around 15 minutes before your last appointment arrived. You notice silence coming from your friend even after you’ve opened the container of jajangmyeon and handed her a pair of chopsticks.

“What?” You raise an eyebrow.

“Nothing,” she giggles while simultaneously slurping up some of the noodles. “I just don’t think any of my friends would go out of their way to bring me lunch. Or even remember when I had a break in my day.”

“What are you insinuating, Kkura?”

“That’s up for your interpretation.” She answers through a mouthful of food. You decide to leave it as that and not pry any further, lest you gain a headache before your final client of the day. As much as you loved Sakura (especially because she was one of the few club members you actually hung out with), she could be a royal pain in the ass when she wanted to be. Therefore, leaving things unsaid was your best option.

The two of you tear through the jajangmyeon like a tornado through a farm, leaving hardly anything except a couple stray vegetables by the time 2:45 rolls around. The ravenette tips her imaginary hat in salutation to you as she returns to her own cubicle. (She more likely went to another one of the club members’ since they all had collectively agreed to spy on your appointment. They desperately wanted to find out who this anonymous client was.)

It was 2:47 when they finally arrived at the Love Loop headquarters, knocking on the wall of your cubicle to alert you of their presence. When you glance up from the sheet of paper you were preparing for notes during the appointment, you nearly fall out of your chair onto your ass.

Low and behold, standing at the entryway of your cubicle, is Lee Juyeon. It feels as if all the muscles in your face have gone slack and your jaw has dropped to the floor much like you almost did. He looks a bit nervous, running a hand through his hair as he waits for your invitation in. Your heart stutters in your chest at the sight.

It takes him clearing his throat for you to gather your bearings. “O-oh! Right, c-come in!”

He bows slightly before assuming the seat across from you at your desk. You can tell this is something completely out of his comfort zone, if the whole anonymous thing didn’t already give it away. And then as you begin writing his name at the top of the paper in front of you, the situation clicks in your brain.

Lee Juyeon wanted your help to get with someone.

And if that person was you, he obviously wouldn’t be here right now. So then the reality of it all hits you like a train of bricks— hard, fast, and painful. Just a few minutes ago, you were content with how your day was going. You enjoyed some good food with good company brought to you by one of your closest friends. You thought this would be a nice, uneventful day. But, it appears you jinxed your own fortune. It was silly of you to even think you stood a chance.

You swallow the lump of your throat and elicit yourself to speak up. “S-so, Juyeon—” God, that hurt to say. “What brings y-you in?”

Juyeon relaxes in his seat, pursing his lips. “To be 100% with you, I’m not too sure. There’s this whole stigma surrounding me that I could have any girl I wanted, right? Star pitcher for SNU, grades that aren’t the worst, every guy wants to be me and every girl wants me. Why am I here if that’s true?”

He could have any girl he wanted. He could have you in a second if he asked. So, why was he here?

“Um— I-I don’t know. Why do you think so?”

“I think it’s probably because I don’t feel worthy of her. I feel like she deserves better than someone like me. And I never know how to approach her without coming off as an entitled jerk either. I’ve just been admiring her from afar for a while and everything sort of boiled over when I realized we aren’t getting any younger, you know? I think it’s time I made my move.” Juyeon explains, twiddling his fingers in his lap.

Whoever this girl is, must be something special since he talks so highly of her, you conclude. Each syllable of each word chips at your heart, eventually driving a wedge right through those cracks and shattering it entirely. You write a summarized version of his confession down with a shaky hand, willing away the tears threatening to pour from your eyes. You see this as the opportunity to distract yourself for a second, to recalibrate your systems and get back on track before you crumble right in this chair.

When you started Love Loop, the possibility of having to assist your crush in asking out the girl of his dreams was never something you considered. In fact, you never thought about your crush at all during the process. The reason the club came to fruition was because of your desire to bring people together in the name of love.

Lee Juyeon’s case was no different. Sitting across from you, dishing all of his deepest secrets and most vulnerable feelings about the girl he liked, was not the Lee Juyeon you were in love with. He was a client requesting your aid in his quest for love of his own. Who were you to stand in the way of that? Besides, if Juyeon was happy, then so were you. And that was what mattered the most, didn’t it?

“Who’s the lucky lady?” You pluck up the courage to ask, not only because you needed that information, but because you were curious.

“Chou Tzuyu. I’m in love with Chou Tzuyu.” He replies following a beat, staring out of the window catty-corner from him.

Oh.

Even after bandaging your heart as quickly as possible and picking yourself up to hold your head high, he unintentionally found a way to pull it apart once more and knock you back down. Through trembling lips and a dull ache deep inside of you, you force a smile. “I can’t wait to get you and Tzuyu together.”

You were lying, but he didn’t have to know that. In fact, he didn’t have to know anything at all. As long as he was happy at the end of the day, right? It was the client who came first.

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i'm curious, do you know why or have and theories on why they make cloti kiss but clerith only hug/hold hands? I was thinking that clerith is more pure and their love is slowly blossoming aka slowburn which I find cute and very fitting for them but the clerith shipper in me is angry bc I would have loved to see them kiss LOL what are your thoughts?

I’ll be real with you, I don’t think either ship should have had a kiss yet and im astonished CT did and how it happened, i think its spoiled all the build up having it there when they’ve been arguing a lot and that it would have been so much more poignant after the LS sequence but now the moment is gone on a poorly framed kiss they’re never going to talk about again bcus it has no relevance to the plot. Thats why they have them agree not to talk about it. I think it’s a shame for people who have waited for 27yrs for that moment. And then after it no matter what they all have to play as Cloud has many non optional romantic moments with Aerith in ch 13 + 14. Reviews have mentioned how off and disjoined it is. I think that’s why they made sure to emphasise before the game came out that the dates were meant to be fun but don’t impact the story. But id be pissed if id waited that long for a kiss and that’s how i got it. and especially that in one route cloud looks like a dick but in another he doesn’t; that should really tell them something about the story. Why they gave them one idk, but I kinda wonder if it was getting them on the hook for p3 cus the last 2 chapters made CT fans real mad (even if they’re pretending otherwise on main, ppl have seen their discord and they’re not happy).

I think CA don’t kiss for a few reasons:

Cloud has remembered Zack, albeit incorrectly, much earlier. Through the game he has instances of jealousy towards him and that becomes more uncomfortable and confusing once he’s remembered they were friends. This has just happed before the dates and why when they get on skywheel he’s a bit awkward and won’t sit beside her! Of course that doesn’t last long; it was either nojima or nomura but one of them said in remake that cloud tries to keep distance between him and Aerith but he can’t do it 🥰🥰 but Zack definitely makes him more reluctant and unsure. Even when he reaches to take her hand it’s slow and cautious bcus he doesn’t know if it’s okay. And of course it is!

Aerith is fully aware Cloud is not himself. On his GS date she tells him she’s trying so hard to find him but in case you missed that as you did a different date, she also says it again in the sleeping forest; that cloud should focus on the real him she’s been looking for and leave Sephiroth to her. She knows there’s something up and kissing him knowing that is not something I think Aerith would do.

CA are the love that could never be ship. In the trailer for the 97 game, that was what they were described as. Part of the tragedy of clerith is that they have these budding feelings but before they have a chance to go anywhere Aerith is murdered. In the original cloud realises the depth of his feelings too late: at the end he says ‘I think I understand now’ and then expresses his desire to meet Aerith in the promised land. And all crossover material he’s in emphasises that he’s always looking for her. They are a star crossed lovers ship. And cloud is also dense and emotionally a mess; yes he likes her clearly, he shows jealousy for Zack, he goes on dates with her, he holds her hand and looks so happy to do so, but he can’t put all those feelings he has and come up with the right answer. In the church she confesses and he doesn’t quite get it and she, linking to her resolution imo (don’t fall in love with me) drops it and apologises and hugs him instead. This is all in line with the OG, that he’ll be hit with the full force of his feelings and what she meant in p3. Remember he’s just said he wants to go on more dates to create more ‘our spots’ with her. She looks happy and then sad when he says this because yay he likes her he wants to do this again, but of course she knows what he doesn’t: that they are about to run out of time.

So that is why I think they don’t kiss. I think it makes sense they didn’t! But I do think they’ll kiss in p3 for sure.

#ask #anonymous #rebirth spoilers

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specialagentlokitty · 1 year

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Farah x reader - I need you here

Staring at the woman from across the courtyard, you sighed as you watched her look at you and then turn away.

You didn’t know what to do, you didn’t understand what you had done to make Farah so angry with you, but it had been days since you had last spoke with her.

Nothing made sense, and you didn’t know what to do, so you simply didn’t do anything.

Maybe that’s what made her so angry.

The fact that you weren’t doing anything, because what could you do?

“Are you ready for a check up?”

You glanced at Professor Harvey and shook your head at him.

“There’s no point anymore Ben..” you whispered.

“(Y/N) there is. We’ve still got at least another week until the infection fully spreads.”

“Exactly, and what’s the point? It’s already been a week, my brother has been out there for a week searching and still isn’t any closer to finding the burned one and killing it.”

“He’s getting there, you know Saul, you know he won’t give up so easily.”

You looked at your friend.

“And I am not my brother Ben.”

With that, you walked away back to your room and you looked at yourself in the mirror.

The whites of your eyes were black, and your eyes held a soft blue tint to them and you sighed as you lifted your shirt to look at the wound.

It wasn’t getting any better and you knew that.

You held hope that you brother would find it, of course you did. Saul was amazing at what he did, but you were running out of time and they were still no closer than they were when they first started.

Maybe that’s why she was mad at you.

Because you weren’t fighting to survive anymore, you had just given up because in truth the chances of them finding the creature now was slim to none.

You knew that, Saul knew that, Ben knew that. She knew that. Yet, they all refused to believe it.

You didn’t want to die, because in truth nobody really wanted to die.

You were scared, and right now you had never felt more alone.

Sitting on your bed, you waited until the darkness fell over Solaria and you left your room, making your way outside as you shivered a little at the cold air.

Running your hands up and down your arms, you walked to the training grounds and stepped up on one of the platforms and sat down, staring up at the dark sky, looking at the stars.

It was peaceful.

It made you feel less alone because you knew there would be someone, somewhere looking at the stars too, so it didn’t feel so lonely.

You heard your phone ringing and you looked at the caller ID but you never picked up, you let it ring to voicemail and you watched as the screen lit up with a new voicemail and text message.

But you didn’t bother to read or look at them.

“You’ll catch a cold sitting out here (Y/N).”

You looked to the side, and you smiled softly.

“Shouldn’t you be attending a party Sky?”

“Silva messaged me to check up on you.”

You hummed, nodding your head.

“I take it he’s the reason my phones just gone off?”

Sky sat next to you.

“Yeah, that was him. He told me to tell you to call him back. How’re you feeling?”

“I’m okay Sky, don’t worry.”

You smiled softly at the boy you saw as your nephew, you had helped Saul raise him, you had watched him grow.

“I’m proud of you Sky. You know that right?” You asked.

“Yeah.” He smiled.

He sighed and looked at you.

“You’re going to be okay, right? You’ll get better?” Sky asked.

“I’ll get better sky.”

You lied through your teeth, you didn’t want him to worry about you, it was the last thing you wanted.

“Go. Enjoy your party.”

“I’m more than happy to stay.”

“It’s alright, I’d just like to sit alone.”

He frowned and stood up, looking down at you.

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“I promise I am.”

Sky nodded and walked away, and you watched him leave before you sighed to yourself, laying down on your back to look up at the stars.

“And the truth?”

You slowly sat back up, turning around a little bit.

“Farah?”

She stepped forward and draped a blanket around your shoulders, then sat herself down next to you as she tilted her head back.

“How are you really feeling?” She asked.

You laid back down.

“I’m okay.”

“No you’re not..” she whispered.

She sighed, shuffled over she sat above your head and looked down at you, placing her hands on the side of your face.

“You’re not okay love..” she whispered.

“In truth, I’m scared… I’m scared and alone..”

Farah frowned a little.

“You’re not alone (Y/N).”

You slowly sat up and pushed yourself from the platform in order to stand up and you looked at her.

“Aren’t I? You’ve been ignoring me for days Farah. I need you by my side and you’re not here.”

Farah sighed, shuffling over she sat on the edge of the platform.

“I’m sorry (Y/N), I really am. I just.. I’ve been trying to help them find the burned one..” she said quietly.

You shook your head a little bit.

“Farah it’s been a week. I don’t think they’re finding it, and you know this.”

“I’m not giving up! Okay? I’m not giving up hope that we’re going to find it and kill it.”

You walked over, taking her hands in hers as you gently squeezed them.

“Farah please.. we know it’s long gone.. you know this.”

“I need to keep looking.”

“And I need you by my side. I need you here with me Farah.”

You leant down, pressing your forehead against hers as you sighed softly.

“I don’t need you in there looking for it.. I need you here with me.. I need you by my side..”

“I’m sorry..”

Farah shuffled back and you sat in front of her, letting her wrap her arms around your waist as you rested your head on her shoulder.

You both just sat there in silence for a few moments.

“I can’t imagine a world without you in it (Y/N). I don’t want to, so I need you to keep on fighting for me, just a little bit longer.”

You looked up at her.

“Right now.. I just want to look at the stars.”

Farah smiled, kissing your temple as she nodded her head.

“We’ll do that then.”

She took the blanket from your shoulders and laid it down, and you laid your back against it, and she did the same.

Her hand reached out, gently takings yours and you both looked at one another as you smiled softly at her.

“I wish we could go back to the night we met.” You said softly.

“The night you pushed me into the river? Why’s that?”

You laughed softly, and you looked at her, running your finger along the ring on her finger.

“Because that’s the night I decided I was going to marry you of course. I was gonna make you my wife someday.”

“We’d just met, how could have possibly known we’d get married?”

You grinned a little at her.

“Because if I remember right, you were the one to kiss me first that night, and as you said Farah Dowling, we had just met.”

Farah smiled and she laughed as she looked away from you.

“You told me to kiss you.”

“You didn’t have to kiss me.”

You both laughed and she turned her head to look at you and you shuffled closer, brushing your nose against hers.

“I don’t want to go Farah..” you whispered.

“You’re not going anywhere I promise..”

You nodded your head and softly kissed her, and she kissed you back, not caring if you two were caught.

She needed to feel your lips on hers, she needed to pour every ounce of love she had for you into the kiss so you knew how much you loved her.

She slowly pulled away, and kissed your forehead.

“I promise you I’ll fix this..”

You nodded and moved closer to her, resting your head on her chest as you listened to her heartbeat.

Farah wrapped her arm around you, pulling the half of the blanket you were laid on around you.

“I love you Farah.”

She smiled.

“I love you too (Y/N).”

You smiled to yourself and closed your eyes, drifting to sleep to the sound of her heartbeat.

Farah used her magic every so often to read your emotions and what you were feeling, and when you fell asleep she used to it to fill your dreams with happy memories.

She eventually asked Ben to help take you to your room and she looked at you and sat next to you, holding your hand in hers.

“Are they close?” He asked.

“I don’t know, they’ve found one but they don’t know if it’s the right one.” Farah whispered.

Ben nodded his head.

“I just keep asking myself what am I supposed to do?”

Ben smiled a little.

“Just sit there, (Y/N) needs you.”

With that he left and Farah set her shoes and jacket aside and climbed over you to lay behind you, draping her arm around your waist and rested her head above yours.

She closed here eyes, and smiled when she felt you placed your hand over hers

#fate the winx saga x you #fate the winx saga x reader #fate the winx saga imagine #fate the winx saga #farah dowling imagine #farah dowling x reader #farah dowling #farah dowling x you

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sereves · 4 months

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Tsubaki and Lawless Sibling Headcanons

After reading that meme about what woulda happened if Lawless and Tsubaki were on good terms I had to make these headcanons

This. I'm glad I'm not the only one who thought about this- Allow me to do a small rant/analysis-

Lawless is canonically referred to as having a family root according to Gear in this panel

Yall no one can change my mind Lawless got fat daddy issues that run deeper than a black hole

As shown in these panels he has a deep respect and gratitude to Saint germaine for reviving him, and even goes as far as to lecture Kuro for being "rude"

I also find it interesting how of all the siblings Lawless is pretty much the only one that was happy to be revived, aside from Ildio who was more or so neutral on his new life. Lawless pretty much took his new life and appreciated his second chance-

Personally in my opinion, I believed because he was a lower-ranking prince who was killed in a conspiracy he may have never gotten a chance to live life? He looks like he died pretty young and since he was a lower ranking prince, he may have lived with a silver spoon in his mouth, but likely was never able to go out to much and was probably very lonely. He probably only had Guil by his side which is why I love and adore their father/brother dynamic 😭

SPEAKING OF BROTHER DYNAMICS- KURO I GOT A BONE TO PICK WITH YOU-

dAWG- WHYD KURO DO HIM SO DIRTY 😭Bro straight up just lost Ophelia, is about to lose his "second father", then gets dumped by his own god damn brother- Like Kuro pretty much told him "we shouldn't have been born". Like bruh lawless got done so dirty in a span of like a week, like even after this he goes back home Ophelia's kingdom was destroyed 💀

Also he had to walk to the meeting stop for about 10 days+ and then walked back on his hedgehog stubby legs like is this man okay, IMAGINE WALKING ALL THE WAY ON FOOT AND JUST BEING DUMPED LIKE THAT- no wonder bro held such a fatass grudge against Kuro. Centuries later they meet again and Kuro really had the audacity to be like, "why u mad at me" as if he didnt kill Saint and told Lawless they shouldn't really exist 😭

Anyways, moving onto the actual Tsubaki and Lawless siblings headcanons-

Lawless desperately wanted a family and tried seeking that through his new found Servamp siblings, but sadly none of them really wanted it aside from Ildio and Freya. Love the headcanon that Freya canonically thinks of Lawless as her "dear brother"🥺

Tsubaki later down the road looks like he craved that too? In fact it looks like he went to every sibling and tried asking them who he was and none of them knew. But what Im curious is about is this

Lawless already knew about Tsubaki? When we got Lily's POV, he stated that he was visited by Tsubaki, and Tsubaki started laughing because none of his siblings knew about him. Now Im curious, because if Lawless had met Tsubaki in the past, what was it like? Did he just know of Tsubaki from C3? Given the fact that Lawless has spied on them sometimes when he was bored, is that how he found it? But I have a weak heart, so lets make some headcanons on had they met earlier and actually became close.

In a perfect world, Id had pictured Lawless helped Tsubaki escape from C3 and they both became close since both craved familial love. Its been revealed that Tsubaki is trying to protect his little sister so for sure, bros in the same boat as Lawless trying to make found family

There was also an old book called, "The Hedgehog and the Fox" where a quote is stated, "The fox knows many things, but the hedgehog knows one big thing." Reference: https://www.jimcarrollsblog.com/blog/2018/5/23/are-you-a-hedgehog-or-a-fox#:~:text='The%20fox%20knows%20many%20things,various%20wiles%20of%20the%20fox.

I like to think this very similar to Lawless and Tsubaki. Tsubaki, is likely one of the strongest siblings and can clap cheeks instantly. He has many skills and is canonically the only one that can "kill" his siblings, but Lawless is older, so I believe the "the hedgehog knows one big thing" is really cute, but it feeds into the dynamic that, yes although Tsubaki is superior to Lawless in terms of power, he has a lot more to learn.

Considering Tsubaki was locked up in C3 for a while I would like to think Lawless took him out and immediately tried getting him situated in the modern era. Thats my perspective on "hedgehog knows one big thing" like imagine being locked up and experimented for ages, and finally being introduced the modern day, like when was the last time Tsubaki saw the sun 💀

I also headcanon Lawless is probably pretty well off considering hes greed and judging from the fact hes constantly wearing rings and bracelets like I doubt those are fake, and he literally shops at Shibuya. Lawless is canonically a bougie bitch 💀

Please give me cute shopping montage of Lawless dripping out Tsubaki in modern Japanese styled clothing LIKE I WANNA SEE HIM WEARING THIS

Anyways thats all I have for now, but TLDR: I love servamp sibling interactions, strike please stop depriving us

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triplexdoublex · 1 year

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Cockblock

Pairing: Colson X Reader

Warnings/tags: public sex, getting caught, mentions of anal , Colson’s making inappropriate sexual remarks to the female principal

A/N: This is a highschool AU both of you are 18. This based off a dream and my own past wild days, except I never got caught 🙈

“Jesus!” Your best friend Shawnie gasped, caught off guard when she opened the girls restroom door only to find you and Colson going at it like rabbits on the bathroom counter. Colson was leaned against the edge,practically sitting on it due to his height, your backside pressed into his lap with the rear of your skirt flipped up. “Do you two ever stop?” Shawnie asked, checking her makeup in the mirror, completely unphased after the initial shock of walking in on the two of you having sex. “Couldn’t even bother to use the stall?”

“Nope” Colson briefly paused sucking on the side of your neck to answer her bluntly, continuing to pull your hips back against him. “Needed her now.”

“I swear it’s almost like you two want to be caught, AGAIN!”

It was well known around school that you and Colson fucked and fooled around every chance you got. Your classmates have all seen your not-so-discreet hand movements under the desk when you and Colson would pair up for projects, they’ve watched as his hand disappeared down the front of your leggings on the back of the bus, they’ve heard your hushed pleasure filled cries of “‘Colson!” coming from the janitors closet. And who could forget the time the school blabbermouth caught you two having anal sex under the bleachers at the football game, — you still haven’t lived that one down. The story spread like wildfire throughout the building, even making it back to Mrs. Jackie, the school principal. Of course she had no actual proof, besides the rumors she heard swirling about, so she couldn’t take any real disciplinary action, besides a stern warning and a speaking to. But just a few weeks later she caught you both with your pants down— literally — in the courtyard at lunch, resulting in a three day in school suspension and a call home.

“Honestly, we really don’t give a fuck if we do get caught. Ain’t that right, baby?” He licked a stripe up your neck and slid one of his hands under the front of your skirt to play with your clit as you both got closer.

“You guys are insane!” Shawnie exclaimed as she finished the final touch ups of her make up. “Didn’t they call home last time? Your parents must have flipped!”

“I’m a latch key kid, with an alcoholic father. You think he gave a fuck.” Colson answered back.

“I know your moms super strick, Y/N. She couldn’t have been too happy with you.” Shawnie prompted.

“Turns out I can do a pretty convincing impression of my mom's voice,” You covered up a moan with a laugh. “ Thank god for Caller ID, and thank god Mrs. Jackie waited until after school to call home.”

Shawnie was starting to say something else when Colson interrupted her —“ Aye, listen either you you shut up and join, or fuck off and let us finish!?”

“Point taken.” Shawnie said, tossing her makeup into her purse with an eye roll and heading towards the door when suddenly it flew open. “Mrs. Jackie!” Shawnie gasped aloud trying to give you and Colson some kind of warning but it was too late.

“Baker!, Y/N!” Mrs. Jackie scolded. “As soon as I found out you were both missing from your third period classes , I knew you were up to no good!”

“No, it’s GOOD,trust me!” Colson retorted with a smirk, not giving a single fuck as he pulled your hips back against him again.

Realizing she wasn’t going to get anywhere with Colson, Mrs. Jackie turned her attention to you. “Y/N, step away from Mr. Baker … My office now! Both of you are getting a two week suspension!”

“Damn, can’t you at least let us finish first!” Colson pushed his luck.

“NOW!” Mrs. Jackie reiterated!

You begrudgingly stepped forward,letting Colson slip out of you, and smoothed your skirt down over your backside. Colson was less descreit, talking his sweet time and making sure Mrs. Jackie got a good look before putting away his massive dick.

“Jesus Christ!” She exclaimed before turning around and heading out the bathroom with both of you in tow.

“What’s a matter , Mrs. Jackie? Bigger than your husbands, ain’t it ?” Colson taunted inappropriately.

“One more word Mr. Baker, and it’s gonna be an expulsion for you!”

“Cockblock.”

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loveinequinox · 1 year

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PART III

Part I

Part II

twilight fic; edward x f!reader

{{As said before in this fic Edward is a sadistic vamp with abandonment issues. He’s forgotten pretty much all of his gentlemanly qualities which he MAY redeem again, who knows. He’s pushy, scary and of course has his usual vampire charm.}}

!!TW!! \\ Edward pushes himself of reader, (kisses, touching, pinning against a tree)

You were walking as quickly as possible back towards your grandfathers home. That psychopath could be anywhere, if he was here once surely he could return. Throwing uneasy glances towards the tree lines, you felt your heart skip a beat. What could he possibly be doing lurking around your home? This freak had to have some sort of issues. You’d make sure to put him back in his place next time you saw him.

You opened the cracked white door, closing it gently behind you. Grandpa was sitting in at the kitchen table, a mug of coffee in his hand. “Welcome home dear, how was school?”

“Fine Grandpa, went about as good as any first day.” Lie. Lie. Semi-truth?

“Oh? Want to talk about it?”

“No Im fine really, just tired. If you need anything give me a shout.” With a disheveled sandwich you slapped together in seconds in your hand you made your way upstairs. Old oak floor boards freaking beneath each step. Your room was small, but quaint. It was extremely colourful, you hated to have something be boring and drab. Modern greys and whites had no soul, no feeling, no vibrancy! You needed excitement and enrichment in your place of living.

After shedding the clothes you wore to school and donning a much more comfortable sweatpants and shirt, you nested witching your blankets with a good book. Ready and prepared to forget the world for a few hours, and Edward.

As the book began to reach its climax with the hero finally attempting to save the day, something knocked on your window. You stared at it for a few moments, waiting for something else. A pebble knocked harmlessly off of the pain. Who was throwing pebbles at your window? You got up, a sudden wave of cold air hitting you as you peered at the bedroom window. There, standing in the opening beside Charlie Swans house and behind yours was Edward. You didn’t waste a second grabbing a pullover, slipping into shoes and rushing down the steps and out the door. Grandpa was fast asleep on the couch so hopefully he wouldn’t hear the obscenities about to escape your mouth.

“I don’t know who the fuck you think you are-“ You marched up in front of the greek god, “but you need to stay the hell away from me.” This right now went against everything your family warned you about. Everything that happened to your grandmother, all the warnings and cautions were flaring up wishing your head. But right now you saw red, perhaps it was for her untimely end too. “You don’t know me, we have never spoken and you certainly don’t get to prance around my house like a fucking jolly rancher!” He chuckled a bit at that, a smile tugging at his lips.

“Come on now, aren’t you happy to see me?” Once again he let your name drip from his mouth like liquid honey. You felt a shiver run up your spine. “I’ve been waiting to get a chance to talk to you.” Just as you were about to continue screaming at him he shushed your with his index finger, “I know your mad and Id rather not be called that particular slur you were just readying to say.”

“How in the hell do you have any idea what I was about to say?” You tapped your foot impatiently, angrily trying to contain your temper in some menial medium. Edward chuckled, spinning on his heel and striding towards the woods. The tree line seemed ready to swallow him up, like it was welcoming him home. “Hey bitch get back here! You can’t just walk away like some entitled prince!” You ran after him, catching up to a suspiciously fast pace he was continuing. You followed him deep into the forest, continuously screaming at him to stay away from you, not annoy you etc. Which was ironic, since that was what you were doing to him.

He vanished from your line of sight when you looked down to step over a root of a tree. You couldn’t spot him anywhere. The suns beams flared through the canopy overhead, towering ancient trees guarded these woods day and night. Bark housing the sweet sticky sap and a multitude of insects hums with life. You breathed in the musky smell of moss and undergrowth. You felt at peace for a moment, anger leaving you, before something crashed into you pinning you against a trunk of a tree. The wind was knocked out of your lungs, leaving you gasping and scrambling for air. That familiar cologne invaded your senses, but the body was rock solid and cold as ice. Edward?

“You talk too much, you know that?” He pressed his nose to your neck, leading a trail up and to your jaw. He inhaled deeply, sighing after as if reached ecstasy. You worked your arms up to his chest, attempting to push him away. You forced all your strength into your arms, and yet, he did not budge. “Shhhh…” He ran a hand along your thigh, landing soft kisses beneath your jaw. “I just need to feel you. You look so irresistible and smell like it too.” Black, bottomless eyes met yours as he looked up from your neck and place a gentle peck on your lips. He licked them quickly, letting loose a small chuckle. “You taste even better, a gift that keeps giving!” You could feel your knees getting weak and your stomach churning. What the fuck was he doing? Did he really just push himself on you like this? The audacity of this… this… creature! He explored your neck, your cheek and your thighs. His hands worked around the circumference of your leg, cupping the thigh just beneath your ass. He squeezed it, letting loose a low, rumbling sigh. With his other hand he came up and pulled the collar of your shirt to the side, kissing your collarbone and sucking at the skin. You were breathing heavily now, feeling you had been dosed up with some sort of aphrodisiac. He eventually let go of your neck, a smack noise sounding as he gave one final suck to your skin. He grinned at you, gleaming white teeth shining. You couldn’t speak.

He kissed your forehead. “Same time tomorrow darling.” He took a step back, releasing you and vanishing with only the disturbed leaves and undergrowth and the growing hickey on your neck as evidence he was ever there.

#edward cullen x reader #edward cullen x y/n #edward cullen #twilight #twilight fanfiction #twilight x reader #edward x reader

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Eli x LaRusso!Gf have a sneaky Valentines dinner together and get caught by Daniel.

Aww I love this idea!

Valentine's Dinner

Eli "Hawk" Moskowitz x Chubby!LaRusso!Reader

Y/N used ○ tagging @sensei-venus bc they loved these LaRusso!readers haha ○ also this got longer than I expected it to be ○ this also took way longer to write because I couldn't stop laughing

Hope you enjoy!

It was the perfect night for a romantic dinner. It was Valentine's Day, after all, and Y/N LaRusso had every intention to make it a memorable first Valentine's with her boyfriend. She'd been saving up for the night so she could take him to a nice restaurant. Eli didn't argue because she looked so happy to do it, and he would get to go to a really fancy restaurant. It didn't really matter to either of them where they went, so long as they were together, so it was more like a little treat for the two of them to give themselves.

So, when he pulled up to her house, long after her parents and siblings had left the house, they were ecstatic to see each other. Greetings were short; she teased him with a "you clean up nice" when she saw him in a nice button up; he was star struck seeing her in a pretty red dress. They gravitated toward each other soon thereafter and made out hotly for a good five to ten minutes before pulling out of the driveway and heading into town.

He held her hand all the way to the restaurant and as they made their way inside. They were promptly seated because Y/N had called weeks in advanced and reserved a table for them. It was a quiet little table near the back, cast in perfect mood lighting. At the first chance she got, Y/N pushed her chair closer to Eli's and they looked at the menu together. She gave him ideas of what to order based off of what she'd eaten there before. They giggled and kissed behind the menu, a little too distracted to make any decisions yet. When the waitress came around, they ordered an appetizer because they'd hardly looked at the menu.

As they took a more serious look at the menu, the line outside was growing. Couples were lining up to get inside, but had to wait for non-reserved tables to open up. It was a world away from the teenage couple inside, having their movie moment as they'd snuck out to have a night together. That was okay with them, because as far as they were concerned, the rest of the world didn't exist.

By the time the waitress had come back with their appetizer, they'd made up their minds. She took their order and left them to their own devices, giving them a look as they held hands under the table and shared long kisses under the light. They fed each other appetizers in the cheesiest way possible, laughing at themselves.

Then a cart was pushed up to a nearby table that caught Eli's eye. He smirked and leaned into Y/N.

"Do you think that guy will give us some champagne?" he whispered.

She looked at the guy pouring glasses for a couple not too far away, then she looked at her boyfriend a little shy. "I don't know."

"I bet he'd take my ID," he chuckled. "Do you want some?"

She bit her lip and thought about it for a moment, then nodded. She smiled, the idea of doing something they shouldn't be a little tantalizing. For so long she'd been the good daughter, but tonight her parents weren't around to bust them. Tonight, she could be a little bad and no one would know. After all, she'd already snuck out. What was one glass of champagne?

When the man with the bottle came over to them, Y/N were quick to realize he wasn't much older than them. Eli passed him his fake ID and vouched for Y/N confidently. they waited with baited breath for a moment before the college kid shrugged and gave the ID back. In the next instant, two glasses were placed before them and the sparkling liquid filled them.

"To you and me," Eli said, holding up the glass with a smirk.

Y/N giggled and clinked her glass to his. "To you and me."

They took the first sip together, eyes on each other. Y/N couldn't help but think about how sexy he looked with his hair down. In the meantime, Eli had a hand on her thigh and gave it a small squeeze from time to time. They couldn't stop smiling at each other, or staring at each other, or kissing each other for that matter. They were caught up in the happy, warm feelings of Valentine's Day, celebrating each other wholly and truly.

Their plates arrived sometime after and they were left alone, fully. They enjoyed one another's company, talking idly about little things that didn't matter much and feeding each other off of their own plates. They were in their own perfect world and nothing was going to ruin that.

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To the staff and other patrons, they looked like any other young couple. Most smiled and let them be, enjoying their own Valentine's date. It was a busy night for the employees, working hard and quick to clear tables once they emptied so the next couple could be seated as quickly as possible. They were just another table, another couple, another date. It was a night of togetherness, when other people didn't matter.

That was Daniel's stance as he walked into the establishment with Amanda on his arm. While this wasn't their first choice, they were happy to get into anywhere seeing as their reservations at the first restaurant had fallen through. After some confusion and stress, they were smiling at each other once again as they were lead to a table.

"See, I told you that it would be fine," Amanda assured him as they sat down. She smoothed out the table cloth, sighing contently. Her hair and makeup were done perfectly for the evening and Daniel couldn't take his eyes off of her. Despite the hiccup in their plans, she could always make him smile.

"You were right," he told her as opened the menu.

After making their orders, Daniel excused himself to the bathroom. The night was going more than well, better than he could have ever hoped, and he was thankful for the quick thinking his wife had.

It was on his way back to the table that things started to crumble under his feet again.

He heard a familiar laugh; an angelic, beautiful, playful laugh that he knew all too well. He stopped and looked around the room, giving it a once over because he was sure his ears were playing tricks on him. Then he continued on his way, but he heard the laugh again and he made a hard stop once more. This time, he took a better look around the room and inspected the tables.

Just as his eyes landed on a small table in the back, a server walked by and obscured his views. The peek at the couple was enough for him, though, but he wanted a better look. Unfortunately, the male had pulled the girl closer to him, practically onto his lap, and they were making out heavily. He couldn't see their faces again, but that didn't stop Daniel from running back to his wife.

He grabbed the back of her chair and leaned down to her, startling her. He didn't let her get a word in before his own words started falling out of his mouth.

"Amanda, you're not going to believe who's here! Y/N! She's here with- with that hooligan she calls a boyfriend!" he whisper-yelled, his blood rushing through his body as his heart pumped it at an alarming pace. He felt the heat in his cheeks, the twitchiness in his fingers, the urge to scream. "She's right over there! Look!"

He threw his arm out, pointing to the other side of the room. His finger, as well as his whole hand, was shaking.

Amanda remained calm, following his direction before looked at her. "Hooligan? Really, Daniel? Sit down."

He looked at her, ready to argue against the small command, but then he closed his mouth and relented. He pulled his chair in and sat down. "i'm not crazy, Amanda. I know what I saw."

"Y/N told us she was staying home because she had a lot of homework to do," she told him. Throwing her hand up, she shook her head. "I'd like to think she wouldn't lie to us like that."

"She snuck that boy into our house," he argued. "I don't know what she's capable of. It's like I don't know her anymore."

"You're being dramatic," she told him, keeping a straight face. "And weren't you the one that said the Eagle Fangs weren't that bad."

"That did not include Hawk."

"Okay, well, you need to calm down because I highly doubt our daughter would- oh my god, that is them!"

As she turned her head, Amanda saw Y/N in full. Her bright smile, her round cheeks, the shine of happiness in her eyes. It was the same face she'd seen everyday since the girl was born, and she was in fact sitting with the purple haired "menace," as Daniel called him.

They were beaming at each other, lips glossy from the kiss they'd managed to pull themselves out of. The scene reminded Amanda of her teenage years and hijinks she would get into with boys. It was the epitome of teenage love and rebellion.

"See, I told you!" Daniel seethed, leaning over the table. He was practically foaming at the mouth.

She gave him a stern look. "Stop that. So she's out on a date with her boyfriend? It's not a crime, Daniel."

"She lied to us, hid this from us," he began, listing it out on his fingers. He got two points and stopped, eyebrows knitting up. "Why would she hide this from us?"

"Maybe it's because you detest him openly in front of her," Amanda suggested. She rolled her eyes. "Let's just let them enjoy it and when we get home, we'll talk to her about it."

He finally took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "You're right. It's Valentine's Day. We'll talk to her about it later."

Their plates came soon after Daniel regained his composure. He tried his best to ignore the teen couple, enjoying glasses of champagne with his wife. It seemed like the night was going to end on a semi high note, but that was before Daniel spotted the champagne glasses on Y/N's table-

"Oh my god," he let out, almost choking on his drink. He coughed, which gave his mind a few extra seconds to come up with a father's worst case scenario. "They're drinking. They're gonna get drunk and make a stupid mistake. They're gonna have sex and Y/N is gonna get pregnant. They're gonna have a have a baby Hawk- Oh my god! Amanda, I can't let that happen."

He stood up and hardly heard his wife telling him to sit down. He marched through the dining room, all those urges to scream bubbling up again. his fingers were twitching at his sides and he didn't know what he was going to do with them, either pull his daughter away or strangle Hawk.

Before he'd made up his mind, he shouted, "Y/N LaRusso! What the Hell do you think you're doing?"

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Y/N jumped upon hearing a very familiar voice borderline yell her name in a room full of people. She turned, horrified to find her father coming up to her and Eli's table. She felt the blood draining from her face and turn cold, the desire to get up and run out of the building and never show her face there again strong. However, she felt stuck to her chair; nothing moved. All she heard was her rapid, hard heartbeat in her ears.

"I thought you said your dad was at another restaurant," Eli said from beside her.

She turned to him, completely stressed. "He was supposed to be."

"Right, I was supposed to be somewhere else," Daniel said, coming to a stop as he reached the table. He stood over the teens and crossed his arms over his chest. "But you didn't account for something going wrong and us showing up here, now did you?"

She stared at him, bewildered. "No, because who would think that?"

A disgruntled and awkward noise came from the back of his throat before he pointed a finger at her. "That doesn't matter. You know that's not what this is about."

"Daniel," Amanda said, coming to his side. She took hold of his arm in an attempt to calm him. "Lower your voice, please."

"Why do you have to make a scene out of everything?" Y/N asked, clearly upset and frustrated. She stared at her father. "Why can't you just let things be?"

"Because I'm your father and I love you," he told her, lowering his voice as he had been asked to. Then he scooped up one of the empty champagne glass and waved it around in the air. "And this- this is one of the things fathers protect their daughters from. How much of this did you have? Are you drunk?"

"Are you out of your mind?" Y/N countered. She held her head, shaking it lightly. "One glass. That was it."

Daniel looked at his daughter, then focused his attention onto the equally embarrassed and shocked Eli. "This is your fault."

"What did I do?" he asked, very well aware of what he had done. However, that was not the point now. "We were just trying to have a nice Valentine's dinner."

"And what about after that?" Daniel accused.

"Oh my god," Y/N said, suddenly realizing how many eyes were on them. This was not an argument or moment happening in a quiet hallway or in the comfort of her home. They were in public and she was utterly mortified. She began sinking in her chair, trying to appear smaller while hiding her face in her hands. She spoke into her palms, "I cannot believe you did this."

"Daniel, maybe we should go," Amanda suggested lowly, also taking notice to the audience they had. She gripped his arm a little tighter. "Now."

"I'm not going anywhere without my daughter."

"I am not getting in the car with you," Y/N argued. Still stuck to her chair, she stood her ground. Her face was on fire and she already had a plan in mind on getting out of there as soon as her parents left.

Daniel looked as though he was ready to implode, cheeks puffed up as he kept his arguments in. He looked at his wife, then to his daughter, then back at his wife. "Amanda, do something."

"Okay," she said, then turned to Y/N. "We'll see you at home."

She proceeded to pull her husband to the door, hoping to pay the bill at the hostess station. Daniel didn't put up much of a fight, but complained about how they couldn't leave them there alone. She ignored him as she spoke to the hostess, things slowly returning to normal in the dining room, except for Y/N and Eli.

He put a hand on her back as she sat with her head in her hands. He rubbed it gently, not really bothered by her father's antics anymore. He actually liked pushing Mr. LaRusso's buttons. The only reason he didn't do that tonight, though, was because he knew she wouldn't have wanted that. They had basically put on a whole show for the rest of the dining room.

Their waitress came over a moment later and asked if they needed anything else.

"Just the bill," Y/N said, ready to leave.

"Oh, it's already been paid for. With a tip," the waitress told them. She smiled politely. "I was told to tell you that you could have any dessert of your choosing, if you'd like."

Y/N blinked, then looked at Eli. He smiled at her and gave a look that told her it was her choice. She sighed with a small smile.

She turned back to the waitress. "Two slices of the chocolate cake, to go, please."

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