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moonpetrichors-blog · 1 year

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hiii! i love ur avatar writing and i was wondering if u could write something about neteyam x reader, where they're childhood best friends but then some na'vi guy start to show interest in the reader and neteyam gets all jealous and realize than maybe he's in love with them? idk if this make sense, english is not my first language, sorry :((

All Mine

Tags: Neteyam x Omaticaya!Reader, Aonung x Omaticaya!Reader (Only Slight), Fem!Reader, Childhood Friend Romance, Friends To Lovers, Jealousy, Anguished Declarations Of Love, Neteyam Loses His Cool For Once

Warnings: Neteyam Daydreaming About Punching Aonung LMAO

Neteyam was walking along the beach with his siblings when he spotted you, talking to the Olo'eyktan’s son. It had never crossed his mind before that you, his childhood best friend, would eventually find someone to romantically pursue. Was it wrong to realize he wanted you to himself, and not in the arms of another boy?

OMG IM SO OBSESSED W THIS IDEA!!! If theres one trope I love, its a jealous love interest 🤭 also, trust me when I say ur English is perfect!! Fun fact but English is also my second language and growing up I was ass at speaking it LMFAO so ur not alone 😭☠️

Yellow Hyacinth - Jealousy

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It had been roughly a week since you arrived on the Awa'atlu village's shoreline. When you initially arrived, the Olo'eyktan's son harassed you relentlessly.

There were many things he liked to call you. Freak, weirdo, dimwit, you name it.

There was nothing freak-like about you, per se, but the fact that you were from the forest made you a target to Aonung's bullying. What skills could a woodland girl teach sea people? It was dreadful that you had to hide among them in the first place.

Technically, you had no obligation to go into hiding with the Metkayina clan, but you felt as if the Omaticaya had nothing left for you when your childhood best friend, Neteyam, informed you that he and his family needed to flee.

When Neteyam initially told you that he had to abandon your clan, including you, you wailed into his arms as if he had just perished. You couldn't bear the thought of not being with Neteyam, even if it meant compromising your clan's safety.

The truth is, you overreacted so harshly because you’ve had feelings for Neteyam for years now. You’ve always been unsure if he reciprocated, but there were moments between the both of you where he’d send mixed signals; you didn’t know what shifted or when, but there was just something between you both that felt like you were more than just friends.

And now he wouldn’t be able to stay and see how your relationship would unfurl.

Maybe you were foolish to persuade Jake Sully into bringing you along, but he eventually agreed (albeit reluctantly), since you and his son made each other happy. Neteyam was pleased when you told him you were departing with him.

So there you were, well acquainted with the Metkayina, and accompanied by your dearest friend. Aside from Aonung's pestering, you could put up with it since you knew Neteyam would safeguard you.

However, the more time that you spent with the sea people, the more you began to suspect that it was only you who had detected something between you and Neteyam. You stopped sending hints, even if he overlooked them unintentionally, as it stung too much to persevere.

Aonung eventually stopped attempting to harass you, and you even developed a pleasant friendship with him. Tonowari, his father, had him apologize for his poor behavior; after that, he was actually fairly delightful to converse with.

This was your life now.

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Neteyam sauntered along the coast, followed by Kiri and Lo'ak. He couldn't take his mind off you; were you safe? Was Aonung bothering you yet again? His father had chided him that he didn't need to be at your side all hours of the day, but he didn't quite understand why his father was amused when he talked about how Neteyam behaved with you. You were his best friend, of course he’s worried!

Regardless, Jake instructed him to keep an eye on his siblings, so he didn't have much of a choice in abandoning them and running to your rescue. Not with Lo'ak prowling behind him in search of trouble.

Neteyam maintained his walk, thinking to himself that he was exceedingly fortunate that you had left the clan for him, and although he wouldn't say it, he was overjoyed.

What he wasn't so thrilled with was how he'd discovered you'd grown closer to that jackass Aonung. You could talk to anybody you pleased, and he knew you were far too pure-hearted to entirely dismiss the Olo'eyktan's son, but why did he feel so bitter whenever he saw you together?

Speak of the devil.

Kiri pointed you out, but when she saw who you were with, she shuddered. “Look, it’s Y/N! And... Aonung.” She deadpanned.

Neteyam was paying little heed to what his sister was saying. No, he was paying close attention to how you were giggling at whatever Aonung said.

What the fuck?

Lo’ak nudged his shoulder. “Bro?”

Lo'ak waved his hand in front of Neteyam's face, which he instantly swept aside. What exactly did Aonung say to make you laugh that hard? You only laugh when you're with him!

Neteyam was practically seething, his fists clenched into balls, as Kiri and Lo'ak snickered to each other out of his earshot. If Kiri didn't know any better, she'd suppose Neteyam was thinking about the finest ways to strangle a (what might as well be) merman.

And truly, he was.

Lo’ak held his fist to his mouth to stifle his laughs. “Dude, are you jealous?”

Kiri placed a hand on Lo’ak’s shoulder, and looked away with a smile plastered to her face. “He totally is.”

Neteyam’s rage was now being directed towards his siblings. “What? No I’m not! Why would I be jealous?”

Lo’ak was still chortling when he pointed behind Neteyam, motioning that he should probably look. He turned around indignantly, and saw that Aonung had a hand on your arm. He was close. Too close for his liking.

And that look. Anyone could see that Aonung was flirting with you. He was maintaining direct eye contact with you, narrowing his gaze. He appeared to be listening carefully to what you were saying, but his smirk paired with his eyes passing over your lips indicated otherwise.

Neteyam just wanted to pummel his stupid, blue face in.

Kiri and Lo'ak burst out laughing as they witnessed Neteyam storm over to where the two of you were. He aggressively inserted his own hand where Aonung's own had originally been, shoving your body into his own by the shoulder. The unexpected intrusion caught you off guard.

“Oh! Neteyam!”

You beamed at his arrival right away, but Aonung frowned. Before you could enquire what Neteyam was doing, he stared daggers into Aonung's head, and hauled you away from him by your bicep. Aonung remained there stunned, staring at your back as you walked away.

“What the hell?”

Kiri and Lo'ak tripped over themselves on their way over to Aonung, howling with laughter, and Lo'ak smacked his shoulder in amusement.

“Sorry cuz, you never stood a chance!”

Aonung’s cheeks darkened deeply. He was thoroughly mortified; he had no idea you were and Neteyam were like that! (You’re not.)

...

Neteyam began to lose confidence throughout the walk once he had pulled you much further away. While you shouted at him to let you go, he inwardly cursed at himself, wondering why he had just done that.

Does he like you?

Your vehement protests about how Neteyam was causing you pain eventually ceased falling on deaf ears. His rage vanished when he realized he'd been treating you like a ragdoll for the entire walk, and he immediately felt horrible. He let go of your arm and buried his face in his hands, ashamed that he had done such a thing to you in the first place.

You rubbed your sore arm, and nudged his shoulder gently. “What’s wrong?”

He looked way too upset, and you rarely saw him like this, if ever.

“Why was Aonung looking at you like that?”

That struck you with irritation. “Are you serious? That’s what this is about?”

His eyes darkened at your words. How could it not be?

You started to raise your voice. “You cannot be for real. You’re just my friend, why are you being so overprotective? If Aonung likes me, that’s my business! Not yours!”

Neteyam snatched your wrist again, evidently upset by what you just uttered. He didn’t know what he was saying anymore. “The only person that can look at you like that is me!”

You went quiet for a time, then realization dawned on your features. “Hold up... do you like me?”

Suddenly, Neteyam’s gaze softened, and he could no longer be furious with you. “How could I not?”

He released your wrist, unsure of what to say next. When he noticed your prolonged silence, Neteyam whirled around, prepared to walk back to his home and cry his frustrations out. He was fighting back tears already; what was the point of telling you this anyway?

You gripped his shoulder and forced him to swivel around and face you. Neteyam could not cover his face, and he felt humiliated because he didn't know why he was acting in this manner. Why was he weeping over a silly look?

He was caught by surprise when you cupped his face in your hands, and wiped the stray tears away. Your irritation had completely dissipated. “You have nothing to be worried about.”

He sniffled. “Why?”

“Because I’ve liked you since forever, but I didn’t think you liked me back. There were so many mixed signals, and you never picked up on my hints, either!”

Neteyam was taken aback. He was at a loss for words.

You rolled your eyes. “Just kiss me, you big idiot.”

Your hand that was on his shoulder was now suddenly imprisoned in his grip, and he jerked you towards his body, lips crashing into yours. He pressed against you with ardor, as if you'd vanish if he didn't embrace you like you were the last Na'vi on Pandora.

Your nimble fingers found purchase in his braids. His hands slithered around your waist, drawing you flush against him, effectively deepening the kiss. He needed you so near that he could only sense your lips against his. When you would try and pull away, his desperate kisses would follow.

You feared Neteyam had forgotten you needed to breathe, because you had to roughly pull his head back by his braids to eventually get him to halt his feverish actions. The minimal bit of pigment on your lips had now smeared, a mark left by Neteyam that claimed you as his. Who the hell taught him to kiss like that?

As you both merely stared at each other, stunned, Neteyam spoke through labored breaths. “All mine?”

“I’m all yours.”

Bonus!

Lo'ak sipped his fruity iced drink, having witnessed the entire exchange from a distance. He patted Aonung's back.

“You wish that was you, huh?”

Aonung punched him.

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sorbetisfruity · 1 year

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Imagine you and some of the TWST guys are preparing for a little party. Whether it be a tea party, or maybe an unbirthday party, idk but THERES A PARTY GOING ON OKAY?

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Obviously Ace and Deuce are there, and so is Grim and Jack and Epel. They practically follow you everywhere so of course they’d help you set up!! Even if they really don’t wanna.

Riddle, Leona, and Vil are there too. Leona doesn’t really wanna be there, but he can’t let his poor weak herbivore do it all on their own, can he?

No, he can’t. He likes you too much to leave you alone because he knows only like, 3 people are gonna help you out.

Riddle is there to make sure no one breaks any rules and behaves accordingly and Vil is there to make sure everything is absolutely perfect. It’s a big party after all, and anything other than perfect could ruin his reputation!!! And we wouldn’t want that, would we??:(

You’re setting the table, trying to make everything as perfectly set as possible. Yet no matter how straight and how perfect you put down those plates and silverware, Vil is correcting it and criticizing you.

“Is it really that hard to set the table correctly Prefect? I know not having magic shouldn’t effect your ability to set a table..” he’d complain, fixing yet another fork you apparently laid down incorrectly.

And you’d stay quiet, getting more and more upset by the minute as you continued setting the table.

And everyone could tell you were getting fed up, but decided to stay quiet for their own good, because they know how Vil is.

“Prefect, at this point it might be better for me to set this table. You’re doing it all wrong. It looks absolutely hideous.” He complained again, making you look up from the fork he asked you to adjust.

“Vil, it looks fine. Can’t you go bother somebody else? I know how to set a table.” You finally talked back, making everyone look up and turn to you two.

“It doesn’t look fine. It looks horrendous. Just like your skin. Have you been doing that skincare routine I showed you?” He fussed, reaching out to touch your face, “and besides, the table only looks a little bit better because I fixed it. Like I said, it doesn’t take magic to set a table, now does it? You should be able to do this with no issues, right?”

You backed away from him, huffing as you did so. “No, I haven’t. I’ve been too busy planning this party and with school and with you guys. I don’t have time for that stuff right now.”

Leona then interrupts, getting in between you two.

“Leave the herbivore alone, table looks fine,” he mumbled with a yawn, “if it looks so awful, maybe you should do it yourself.” He leaned against you, closing his eyes as he spoke.

You sent Leona a thankful smile, looking at Vil as he glared sharply at the both of you.

“Are you being serious? Leona, look at it. It’s a mess. Great Seven, you can’t even set a table correctly. What are you good for, anyways? You’re magicless, you lack strength in general, you can’t even take care of yourself, and your grades are slipping!”

“You’re awful. I will never, never understand why the Black Mirror brought you here.”

The room went silent. The dishes in your hand went clattering to the floor, some shattering on impact.

You knew he can be an asshole, but fuck man.

That hurt.

That hurt a lot.

“You know what, Vil? Fuck you. I’m fucking trying, okay? But it’s hard to focus on things when I’m tackling one overblot and problem after another. I know you’re stressed out and shit, but you don’t need to take it out on me.” You took a deep breath, glaring at him as you teared up.

“I’m so fucking done.”

Before you knew it, your eyes were filled with tears and you were running out the door, hearing your friends shout for you as you ran.

God you wanna go home..

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Oh how I love angst!!

I really wanna make a part 2!! Would you guys like that? Lemme knowwwww!!

If I do make a part two, we’ll see Neige and get a lil more info about Vil and why he said what he said🤞🤞

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youronlydarlin · 13 days

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I know this is like short notice and you basically just posted the loser!simon Drabble but omg I need more. I’ve so far never seen a fic that lets Simon relax while you ride him or something. I’ve seen similar, but if you wouldn’t mind could you make a fic following Simon being super tired, and when he gets home you were a horny mess and then you make him a horny mess but he doesn’t have the energy to jerk it so you help him out. Fem reader please!! I really want him to use the rest of his energy to like play with your tits and then lay down.

Also you’re the only person I tolerate for the !! For smutty stuff. Usually it makes me cringe because it feels so childish. But you do it in a hot way. I think. Idk. I like the energy you put in ur writing if ykwim

warnings: fem! afab! reader, kinda subby Simon??, bro's down bad for you and thinks you're a goddess, relaxed Si :)

Wjahskshsjjs jus' somewhat lazy sex with the good ol' big british man. He's sure comes home tired and late. He has been for the past few days. It hadn't really affect you in a way that disrupted your everyday routine. But lately there's been a craving, an issue brought by your brain to your heart that lately it's been feeling... neglected. It starts as a distant feeling, an untouched part of your body that longs to be noticed. It's like chaising after a mysterious high while blinded, no sense of direction, and no chance of ever finding it. Leaving you feeling lonely and trapped, cold and empty. So, to put it simply. You're pent up. All hot and bothered and way too eager to slip your hands in your pants. Lucky for you though, your night won't end with just self satisfaction, because barging in through the door is your saviour, all tired eyes and gruff groans. Fuck. It's like you've pavlov'd yourself into getting incredibly horny at just the sight of your Si.

He on the other hand, feels like shit. Being away from you is more than enough torture, but having you pounce on him the moment he enters through the door is another new story on itself. He's neglected his baby :( his pretty girl. All quiet whimpers when you kiss him all over the neck "missed you s' much Si". Shit, he's already half chubbing in his pants at just hearing your tone. It's not long before he goes cum brained as well. Thinking with the wrong head and dry humping you in the hallway. You're squealin' n moanin' and oh shit he's going to cum. he's going to cum. he's going to cum. he's going to– You pull away. Now if it was any other day he would've shot you a glare. Maybe even disappointedly shaking his head. "Careful, love, you're playin' with fire.." he would've said, but right now he's red in the face, sweaty and desperate. Rolling his hips into nothing, hoping to get it to rub into you. Simon looks weak and he knows, slightly enjoys the power imbalance between you two because now you've grabbed him by the collar like a dog and dragged him towards the couch.

On his lap not a second later and you two are back to humping at each other through your clothes. He's tired. Limbs so heavy, bones weighed down with fatigue and he feels like he's already dreaming. You're like a wet dream that's come to life. There's just something about the way you look at him that makes it impossible to lay his eyes on anything else. Like a goddess on a thrown. That's how he sees you. Mighty and malevolent, feeling so small in your gaze but drinking it all in like a man parched, nothing can bring you down. Despite this– the tiredness of his bones– he wills his arms to move. To help you take off your top. It's intimate and it has his breath catching in his throat. He's seen you shirtless countless times before, but the thrill, the electrifying sparks it sends up his spine, it always feels new. Panting like a mutt he hasn't even noticed that he's already been let out of his pants, too busy admiring your chest. Reaching his hand out to toy with the soft peak, letting out an accidental whimper at the sudden contact of your hands with his hard cock. You shush him, remind him to relax, you can handle this, you promise with a kiss to the tip of his nose. And just like that he's sinking into the couch. Eyes closed in bliss and a handful of your mounds in his hands.

Heaven on earth. Blooming flowers in the harsh winter. Rain after months of drought. This is peace. This is pleasure. Simon's convinced that there's no earthly power greater than your hands, or your soft kisses. The gentle timbres of your voice. The way your pussy feels so hot and welcoming. So occupied and drunk off of your divinity that he hasn't had the time to prepare himself for your hot walls enveloping all of him inside. It makes his eyes shoot open and his back arch. You don't move, leaning down to put your mouth against his, swallowing every moan and whimper, and rewarding him with a teasing grind. He lays pliant soon enough, groaning at the way you bring yourself up till the tip kisses your entrance, before snapping your hips down to get him back inside. You ride him like you can't live without it. Sweet girl with an equally sweet pussy. He thought you well.

a/n: PHEW, I'm rusty as shits forgive me, I've got other stuff cooking in my drafts I swear I'm not lazy. This was kinda bad, written in two hours cause I sneaked this in between doing my papers. Hope y'all liked this, remember to always drink water n take your meds!!

Yours, truly,

–Dolly

#cod x reader #cod imagine #call of duty x reader #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #ghost x reader smut #simon smut #x female reader #cod x reader smut

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v3nusstardust · 4 months

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💋”Kiss me”💋

Pairing : Kim Sunoo x you🤍

Genre : Fluff!:3 .. lowkey gets heated at the end tho idk what to call this🗿

Summary : Though it’s been 2 months since you started dating Sunoo, he still has a massive crush on you. All y’all ever did was hold hands, small pecks on the lips & cheeks and sometimes lean on each others shoulders. Even those things were enough to make Sunoo a blushing mess.

It was Sunoo's day off, and he surprised you by showing up at your apartment in the cutest pajamas.

You loved your boyfriend so much, he was so pure and sweet. You greeted him at the door with a hug, “sunoo! You didn’t tell me you were coming!” You exclaimed, wrapped in his embrace. “I missed you.” He planted a small kiss on your forehead, earning a giggle from you. You noticed Sunoo carrying a bag of groceries. “What did you bring?” You asked, peering into the grocery bags. “Oh I brought Mint chocolate chip Ice cream and some of your favorites.” He responded. “Wanna watch some movies?” you suggested. Sunoo nodded in agreement and followed you to your room.

You chatted with your boyfriend in your room and caught up on small things that happened recently. You both sat on your bed away from each other.

To be honest, your boyfriend made you so shy. He was so pretty and perfect and you felt like you were just.. plain. Little did you know, Sunoo felt the same way. You made him so bubbly inside, he never felt that way before, so he didn’t really know how to handle the overwhelming emotions he felt around you.

“What should we watch?” You asked, scrolling through movies. “You pick.” Sunoo replied. “Pick one! I’m indecisive” you giggled. “Okay fine. Horror movie?” He suggested, a mischievous grin on his face. “YES!” You exclaimed excitedly. You scrolled through all the available movies and picked your favorite horror movie.

As the movie started, you and Sunoo maintained a comfortable distance from each other. Sunoo's reassuring presence was everything, but you couldn't help but wonder if your relationship would eventually embrace more physical closeness. His limited free time as an idol added an air of uncertainty, making you ponder the possibility of cuddling or ever being close.

During the movie, a surge of boldness came over you. You knew Sunoo wouldn’t make the first move, plus he looked a little too interested in the movie. Slowly inching closer, you delicately rested your head on his shoulder. “I miss you.” You whispered. Sunoo’s attention went from the movie and onto you. “I missed you too y/n.” His fingers intertwined with yours, tracing soothing circles on your knuckles. “Can I have a kiss?” You asked, looking at him through your eyelashes. Sunoo met your gaze, responding with a swift, sweet peck on the lips. “I want another one.” You laughed shyly. A small giggle escape Sunoo’s lips. He kissed you again, but this time you cradled the back of his head, running your fingers through the softness of his hair.

He pulled away, leaving you with a small pout. You felt needy for more. His face was flushed bright pink.

“I’m… gonna go get your snacks. I’ll be back.” He said hastily before leaving your room.

You sighed as he left. Maybe he didn’t want to kiss you yet? Maybe he wanted to take everything slow and your sudden move scared him.

When he came back, he came back with two bowls of mint chocolate chip ice cream. He sat next to you, handing you the bowl of ice cream and your snacks. You resumed to the movie with your head on his shoulder. You couldn’t focus because your overthinking was bothering you.

In a soft, hushed tone, you asked Sunoo, "Do you love me?" His response came with a reassuring certainty, "Yes, of course I do y/n."

“Do you like kissing me?” You mumbled, but it was loud enough for him to hear. “Of course I do. Why?” Concern flickered in his eyes as he replied. “You left so abruptly earlier. I just wanted our kiss to linger a bit longer than usual. I'm sorry; I just felt a bit needy." you apologized. “No no, I’m sorry. I was afraid of messing up. You're an amazing kisser, trust me. I had to leave because... because you were making me feel .. flustered," he admitted, attempting to look away from you. The confession hung in the air, deepening the connection between you.

You carefully placed your index finger on his chin, making him look you in the eyes. The atmosphere was warm and charged with undeniable tension, hinting at the unspoken desires in the air. You inched your face closer and closer to his. You ran your thumb along his lips, Sunoo was a cute blushing mess.

“Kiss me.” Sunoo shyly mumbled. Your lips met his in a tender embrace. His hands found their way to your waist. You changed your position from sitting next to him to straddling his lap. You threw your arms over his neck, kissing him passionately. His hands were shaking, it was the cutest thing ever. He had one hand on your waist and one gently tangled in your hair. A soft whimper escaped Sunoo’s lips “I love you.”

Before you could reply, his lips slowly started to travel down to your neck. You moaned at the feeling.

“Up, put your hands up for me.” He demanded in a seductive tone, tugging onto your shirt.

You pulled away, your eyes widened in astonishment, your features betraying a surprised expression. Your face was bright red. Sunoo’s eyes were full of lust, but quickly he turned embarrassed once he saw your expression. “I-I’m so sorry! I didn’t even ask first.” He put his hands in his face, trying to hide the blush on his cheeks. “It’s okay..” you placed a soft kiss to his forehead. “I never heard you talk like that.. it took me by surprise. I didn’t say I didn’t like it though.” You chuckled. He swiftly reclaimed your lips, continuing where you left off.

(A/N : omw to my soccer tournament rn and I have to take a pre-game fat shit 🗿if there’s hella mistakes it’s Cus I’m running off a bag of Takis w no water 🗣️.. SOMEONE PLEASE SEND LACTAID PILLS.. lmk if u fw this though bcs I’ve never wrote shit like this bro😝)

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hentyehottie · 11 months

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chileee what is up with me & angst 😭 I was able to salvage this from my notes so I thought why not post it lol probably my first and last aot piece cause idk how to write them fr 😭 & sorry to the Reiner loves cause I wrote him so mean 😭

cw: fat shaming, fat phobia, best friend Eren, ex-boyfriend Reiner, mention of cheating, verbal abuse, mention of k!lling, friends to lovers, one sided pining, sorry if I missed anything!

Word count is undetermined but it’s not that long.

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Eren hasn’t said a word to you since you arrived at his apartment, puffy eyed and soaking wet from the rain, just stepped out of the way and allowed you to walk in.

You didn’t blame him, it’d been quite a while since the two of you had last spoken. Two or three weeks maybe, you couldn’t remember. It was difficult keeping track of time when your mind was slowly but surely shutting down. Either way it made you feel like shit.

You wanted to to sit and talk to him but your first priority was getting out of those wet clothes. You went straight to his bedroom, closing yourself in the en-suite.

You let the shower run for a little bit, fogging up the room and hopefully drowning out your sorrow as you sit on the covered toilet, aimlessly scrolling. You checked the notifications on your phone, tapping around until you heard your ex-boyfriend’s voice projecting from the speakers.

“Baby, just come back home. Please, let’s just talk about it.” “Hear me out, Y/N. I’m sorry okay, just come back.”

The way he was pleading you’d think he actually gave a damn about you.

“Come on Y/N,” There’s a short pause and a deep sigh. You know it’s coming. You hear the change in his tone, that false compassion and empathy has withered away. “Let’s face it, Y/N. Nobody’s gonna want you but me. Nobody’s into fat bitches. You’re lucky your face is cute. Nothing but a pretty face and a hole to fuck. Or should I say holes? I’m sure a slut like you takes it up the ass too-.”

Globs of hot tears ran down your face, budding at your chin and pooling on the screen of your phone. You deleted the nasty voice message Reiner left, only thirteen seconds into the minute and twelve second voice message, his harsh words breaking your heart all over again.

The wound was still fresh and he did nothing but cut you deeper. Why was he like that???

Blocking his number so you wouldn’t receive anymore, you were ready to be done with this shit. Ready to heal from Reiner and all the bullshit he‘s put you through.

After your eyes are cried out and your skin is parched from the piping hot water, you finally exit.

You didn’t leave with anything except your purse, phone and the clothes on your back, so you’re more than grateful to see a white tshirt and a towel on Eren’s bed waiting for you. The shirt was a little tight on your arms and the hem ended right at the cusp of your butt but it was better than nothing.

The California King in his bedroom looked freshly made, plush and inviting, but you’d spent far too many nights alone in an empty bed while your so-called partner occupied another. You should’ve known that’s how it’d be when you decided to get yourself into a domesticated situationship with a narcissistic cheater.

You opted for the couch, where Eren was also sitting. He’s munching on a bowl of cereal watching some crime documentary. The atmosphere is dull, but it’s not as bad as you thought it’d be.

“Hey!”

He didn’t bother feigning the same excitement, sending nothing but a head nod you’re way but you’re still grateful to get something out of him.

Maybe he was annoyed, which he had every right to be. It was late as hell, around three in the morning, and you honestly felt a little bad. Showing up out of the blue and forcing him to share his space.

“I really appreciate you letting me stay here, there were no rooms available anywhere.”

He ignored you, you figured he would. He hasn’t said much since you’ve been there. He’s treating you as if you’re a stranger, almost.

Unfortunately the documentary has lost all of his interest, he figured out the wife was the killer all along and there’s no reason to keep watching.

Now he’s stretching out, manspreading if you will, with his legs cocked open. He’s sporting that same bored look, except now he’s on his phone watching TikTok’s with his volume obnoxiously loud.

Honestly, he didn’t even touch this app unless he was watching the shit ton of videos you sent him at some manic hour of the night. But right now he needed something to distract him. To distract him from everything only you made him feel.

“I get paid Friday, I can send you something once it’s deposited, my money lookin kinda funny right now so...”

You’d spent close to your last getting an Uber to Eren’s. You weren’t sure why you even decided to come to Eren’s. Your parents lived in the same city and they probably would’ve been more welcoming than he was being right about now.

“When have I ever asked you to pay me back for anything y/n?”

His tone isn’t cold or mean, but indifferent. Like he doesn’t care. You’re sure he doesn’t.

The tension is almost tangible, thick and suffocating.

“I know, but-“ You cut yourself off, stumbling over your words. Your throat is scratchy and your mouth dry. You didn’t know exactly what to say to mend things between you and your bestfriend.

You hoped to pick up the pieces. Pickup where you left off like the two of y’all always did. But this here just showed how dumb and deluded you really were.

“I’m sorry…you were right.” You feel ashamed. Embarrassed even.

You can feel him staring at you, so you keep your eyes glued to your hands in your lap, twirling your thumbs in hopes to make amends.

“What are you talking about, y/n?” You can feel his gaze boring into you.

“About Reiner…and every-everything else really. We not getting back together, forreal this time, I can’t.”

He was right about everything. Reiner was an immature asshole. You trusted his smooth talking, pretty smile and it backfired horrendously.

Reiner was verbally abusive, insecure and mean, and he projected it without a care. Tore you down every chance he got, belittling you until you were almost an empty shell of your former self.

On top of that, he was insensitive as hell, bullied you worse than any of those middle and high school nobodies you no longer remembered.

He’d probably use his last breath to lie, just because. If you were blind he’d tell you the sun was blue and the sky was yellow, for no reason whatsoever other than to be a dick.

All of this Eren warned you about, but you just had to go and see for yourself. You fell for the first boy to show interest in you. The first to give you attention and affection. The first one who wasn’t looking to ‘try it out’ with a fat girl or looked at you like some pity case.

So you thought.

“You’ve said that before.”

“I know! But I mean it this time, and I’m so sorry for ghosting you and lying a-and putting him first before our friendship cause..I know you wouldn’t do that to me and I’m such an awful person-.”

Your sniffles turned into sobs, deep sobs that shook your entire body against his when he finally went against his stubborn ways and pulled you into a hug.

You sound sincere, but Eren doesn’t know if he believes you. Hell it wouldn’t be the first time you lied to him about getting back with Reiner.

He wanted to tell you off. Scold you and yell at you for abandoning him. For giving him your ass to kiss cus you thought you were in love, only to come crawling back asking him to pick up the fucking pieces, again.

“I should’ve listened to you.”

Words muffled into his chest but he heard you.

“You should’ve.” He doesn’t mean to sound condescending but it’s true. “I don’t like seeing you cry.”

His voice startled you a little bit, velvety and deep, chest rumbling as he still had you pressed up against his frame. The aloof facade cracking with each sob.

“I’ll handle it.”

He’d handle it. Handle him.

His arms embraced you tighter. One holding you against him while the other ran down your back, over your thigh then back up again as he allowed you to bawl your eyes out.

“I hate when you talk like that Ren,” You leaned back to look at him. “You know I don’t like unnecessary viole-.”

He grabs your face mid sentence, squishing your cheeks together, your lips round and pouty as you stared back at him.

“How’s it unnecessary when my princess is sitting here with tears running down her pretty ass face?”

It slipped but he made no attempt to correct it.

His princess. He’d always called you a princess, especially when y’all were younger. He found it very intriguing how spoiled you were, especially by the men in your life. Dad, uncles, even Eren himself.

He remembers saving up his little paychecks from working part time to spoil you as well, buying you little trinkets and gifts you probably didn’t even have anymore.

Nothing was unnecessary when it came to his princess. He’d die for you. Kill for you, even. You were the light of his dim life. Why wouldn’t you just realize it?

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7ndipity · 7 months

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When Their Crush Has a Crush

Ot7 x Reader

Summary: In connection with the Secret Crush HCs, how they would react/get jealous to finding out that their crush has feelings for someone(or even another member)

Warnings: angst, swearing

A/N: Thanks to the lovely anon who requested this! We’re back with more of that unrequited angst that y’all apparently love lol! This also kinda reminded me of this jealousy reaction I made awhile back, so there’s that if you want to check those out too!

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Jin:

Oh, he HATES it. And does not hide it, though he’s giving you five different reasons why he hates it, and none of them are the truth, at least not entirely.

“They don't strike me as the relationship type.” “I think they might be a murderer.” “They’re just not good enough for you.”

Tries to make himself look better in comparison.

But he’s not trying to make a move! Nonono, he would never do that. He just wants you to know what a better option looks like.

Yeah, that’s it.🙄

Yoongi:

Tries to not let it bother him, and by that I mean he’s like “of-course-you-would-find-someone-why-wouldn’t-you?-it’s-not-like-he-ever-told-you-how-he-felt-but-it’s-totally-fine-and-not-haunting-his-every-waking-moment-but-omg-what-if-you-actually-get-with-them-”

Yeah, no, he’s going to majorly overthink the whole situation, like it’s bad.

Would probably withdraw for a bit, but then realizes that he can’t stand the distance and gets kinda clingy.

Which clingy Yoongi is like? A whole different person?

This would probably be one of the few moments that would tip you off about his true feelings.

Hobi:

Tries not to be bothered at first, bc it’s just a crush, it doesn’t mean anything… Right?

Queue him getting in his head and starting to worry about literally everything.

Throws so much side eye though and knit picks whoever's caught your attention, but he can’t quite help it.

Would end up slipping up and saying something about he doesn’t think they’re a good match for you. Which leads to you asking who would be a good match for you then?

And then he either just says idk, or ends up basically describing himself and hoping you don’t notice how desperately he’s trying not to confess right then and there.

Namjoon:

Gets jealous super easily, you already know, though you don’t quite know why.

As I said before, if you so much as even mention being into somebody, he’s pulling back and distancing himself a bit as a kind of defense mechanism.

Or else he tries to avoid being around them or bringing them up in conversation, though he’ll deny that’s what he’s doing if you ask.

Is so fucking passive aggressive about anything relationship related, you end up thinking that he must’ve got dumped or smth and feeling kinda bad for him.

Which ends up triggering this weird sort of truce between you where you just don’t talk about it for a while.

Jimin:

Lowkey panicking inside. Because yeah, hypothetically he wants you to be happy and live your best life, but does it have to be with them? Or anyone?

Would want to try to dissuade your feelings for them a bit, but he doesn’t want to come off as manipulative or disrespectful of your opinion.

“They don’t seem like a good match for you.”

He’s mostly kinda mad at himself, cause if he’d just told you how he felt earlier, he wouldn’t be in this situation.

Would probably start seriously considering actually confessing, cause he cannot stand being in this weird limbo state with you.

Taehyung:

Ngl, he’s so dramatic, even if it’s just a tiny crush, he’s going to be kinda heartbroken, like you might as well have kissed them in front of him.

Okay, maybe it’s not that bad, but you get what I’m saying. He’s not cool with this.

Does not hide his feelings of disdain for whoever’s caught your attention.(they are not passing the vibe check)

Gets hella clingy and wants to be with you constantly, so that you don’t really have time for them? If that even makes sense?

Tries to find things to impress you and get you to take notice of him cause don’t you think he’s nice too? Don’t you think he’d make a good partner too?

Jungkook:

The sulkiest man to ever exist.

He can not stand it, even if it's a purely theoretical situation, like all you said was that you thought some guy was cute, and now he’s imagining all the worst case scenarios where he could lose you to them.

Like Tae, he’d get soo fucking possessive and clingy, trying to prove himself to you, though he might not exactly be sure what he’s trying to prove.

Would actively try to put himself between you and them if at all possible.

As I said before, this would probably be his achilles heel that pushes him over the edge and leads to him confessing, even if he knows it’s the wrong time.

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peachoni · 2 years

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Part of the family

⏤ an: Idk about anyone else BUT Wayne really stuck out to me in season 4. Like I feel like he would be such a sweetheart to Eddie's s/o :3 I’M NEW TO WRITING PLS BE NICE :D

⏤ warnings n' stuff : Fluff, father figure(reader has absent father) Wayne/Wayne just being amazing, make out sesh ig

⏤ pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!reader

⏤ wordcount: 948

You adored Wayne. You were pretty nervous to meet him at first but over the 2 years you've been with Eddie, you've gotten very close to Wayne. Like Eddie, Wayne would always be the first person to call if you were in a pinch. This particular day ways like any other Friday. You going over to Eddie's trailer and spending the weekend there. You had a key to the trailer so you unlocked the door and smiled once your gaze met Wayne who was sitting on the couch eating his dinner as he prepared for his shift at the plant. "Hey Wayne!" you said happily as you walked to Eddie's room to set all your things down before heading back to him.

"Hey hun. Good day today?" he greeted and you nodded. "Yep! I passed that test I was talking to you about a few days ago." you beamed and he smiled, a small chuckle coming from him.

"See I told you. You needn't worry about it. You're a smart girl and can do anything you put your mind to." he replied which made you smile. "Eddie could take a few pointers from you." he joked before shaking his head.

"Mmm he is trying his best. He actually listens to me when I can tell he is struggling with homework. Soooo that's progress." you replied which made Wayne laugh a little.

The both of you talked about school, your plans after you graduated and minor issues at home, not that there was many but just a few things that were bugging you. Wayne as always assuring you it would all be okay and giving you the best advice he possibly could. Then the question came about. "Wayne... has Eddie ever... talked to you about his and I's future?" you asked vaguely, knowing Wayne would understand what you were asking. "Well uhh. Eddie.. He ain't to open about things of that nature. But just looking at my nephew and how he is around you, I already consider you a part of the family. Eddie may not properly ask for maybe another year but believe you me, he will do it when he thinks you are both ready." he explained to you and you felt tears forming in your eyes before placing your face in your hands.

You were quiet for a few moments before placing your hands down, staring at his ring that used to adorn his right ring finger, which was now on yours. "Thank you Wayne, I really needed to hear that." you said before clearing your throat and walking to Eddie's bedroom. ‘Part of the family....’ you whispered to yourself with a smile.

The end of Eddie's beloved D&D campaign was after school. You swore he loved that campaign more than you sometimes. But you loved seeing him so happy so it didn’t bother you how much time he focused on it. You had a lot of homework to get done so you were a bit grateful that it happened this way. With Eddie here, you wouldn’t be able to get anything done. Eddie being your only distraction from getting anything productive done. So you sat at the small table next to the kitchen as you worked, indulging in conversation with Wayne every now and then.

A few hours went by and you heard Eddie's van pulling into the dirt road, the loud music blasting spoiling any surprise of him arriving. Eddie walked in and he smiled as his eyes met yours. "Hey" you said softly and he wrapped is arms around your waist before hugging you. It felt so safe. Perfect. Eddie pulled himself away from you a bit before waving to Wayne and he got a soft nod in response. Eddie grabbed your hand and he pulled you to his room with him. You laid in the bed beside him, Eddie unable to keep his hands off you after not seeing you since lunch at school earlier in the day. You asked him about how his campaign went and he went on a full on theatrical explanation of the events that unfolded just a few hours previous.

Eddie hummed softly as he played with your hair, causing you to look up at him. Before you knew it, both of your lips were connected. Eddie's hands exploring your clothed body as the kiss got more heated. You soon pulled away for air and looked into Eddie's eyes. "E-Eddie- Wayne is still here.." you whispered and he laughed a little. "Mmm then maybe... We just have to be quiet" he said back before rolling on top of you. He leaned down to kiss your neck, your hands instinctively going into his hair. He laughed softly as one of his hands slid under your shirt, kneading your skin before you heard a knock at the door.

Before you could push Eddie off of you, Wayne had already entered and you looked anywhere but at him. He threw something to Eddie but you were too embarrassed to even see what it was. "I'm headed out. Keep that handy. I ain't tryin' to raise another kid now." he said before walking out.

You turned around and you could have screamed into the pillow. Soon turning around to meet Eddie's more than amused face, shocked to see him laughing. "See! I told you that was going to happen!" you yelled but in a hushed tone before punching Eddie's shoulder. "God you are so unbelievable!!" you whined before Eddie wrapped his arms around you, rendering you immobile. "Aww come now y/n. You know you love me." he said before peppering kisses all over your face. "You are going to be the death of me Eddie Munson." you said before leaning into his touch.

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girasollake · 2 years

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bothering me | e.m.

gif not mine, got it from pinterest

pairing: eddie munson x reader (using ‘you’)

requested: yes

type: angst, pure angst

summary: eddie starts being distant from the reader, when you finally confront him, he explodes and tells you it’s because you’re too clingy

warnings: curse words, idk kinda toxic relationship vibes?

a/n: i’m trying to stop using pronouns she/her and they/them in my works and just putting ‘you’ cause it’s suitable for every person, i hope you guys will like it!

word count: 1,127

‘Sooo… movies at my place tonight?’ You whispered into Eddie’s ear when you had finally found him next to his locker.

‘Sorry, I’m busy.’

‘With what?’

‘Stuff, (Y/n). I don’t have to tell you everything all the time.’

‘I know but I’m your partner and I thought that being in a relationship means telling each other what we’re doing.’ You looked down at your shoes. ‘Especially when we want to avoid a date.’ You mumbled quietly enough so he wouldn’t hear it.

‘I just can’t tonight. Maybe some other day, okay?’ He asked and turned his head towards you.

‘Yeah sure.’ A forced smile appeared on your lips.

You turned around to look at the school clock on the other side of the corridor.

‘The class starts soon, can you at least give me-‘ You turned to Eddie again but he wasn’t there anymore.’…a kiss..’

You sighed and started walking towards your classroom.

Did I do something?

Maybe he’s cheating on me?

Am I not good enough?

Every possibility for his behaviour circled in your head but the one that caused it. You were sitting in your desk, listening to the boring lecture about reptiles, with your pen scribbling some shapes on the back of your notebook. You started thinking about Eddie and without much thought you drew his portrait on another blank page. Smiling to yourself you signed it ‘for my pretty boy x’ and decided to throw it into his locker when the next break approached.

You were proud of that piece and thought that maybe it’ll show Eddie how much you think of him and he won’t be such a dick anymore. Because let’s be honest, leaving you alone at his locker without saying goodbye was rude, at least to you. When you threw your drawing into his locker you thought that maybe after he sees it he will come running to you, apologizing for being so distant. But he didn’t. You didn’t see him that day anymore and you came home in hopes of him calling and guess what? He didn’t call.

For the course of next week you’ve been trying your best to get his attention in every possible way. And every time he just brushed you off like you were nothing, he didn’t even mention anything about your drawing. After he hadn’t even looked at you on Friday you decided it was enough. So you stormed to his house as soon as you had finished your classes. Your fists were quickly hitting the door of his trailer. After a few seconds Eddie opened them for you.

‘What are you doing here?’ He asked confused.

‘I wanted to talk to you, can we do that?’

‘Sure.’ He mumbled and signals for you to come in.

‘What do you want to talk about?’ He sat down on his bed while he was looking at you intensely.

‘Your behaviour.’

‘What’s wrong with it?’ He huffed.

‘You’re distant.’

‘You’re imagining things, (Y/n).’ He chuckled and readjusted his sitting position.

‘Eddie, you’ve been avoiding me for the last week all the fucking time. I am definitely not imagining things. Especially after today, have you noticed you haven’t even looked at me today?’ Tears were filling up your eyes.

‘That’s bullshit, I am not avoiding you.’

‘But you are!’ You stepped closer to him. ‘Why? Do you have someone else?’

‘No, (Y/n/n). You know I don’t.’ He mumbled and closed his eyes.

‘They why are you doing this? Why are you behaving this way? Do you have problems at school?’

‘I don’t.’

‘Eddie for fucks sake, then why are you so-‘

‘Because of you!’ He stood up and faced you. ‘You are all over me, all the fucking time. And I know it’s a good thing but it’s bothering me. It’s bothering me a lot. It’s like you don’t have any friends beside me, you don’t even let me breathe (Y/n)! Wherever I go, you’re there. Whenever I have some quiet and peace, you show up!’

‘Isn’t that the point of a relationship?’ You sobbed.

‘No! Not when I can’t do shit without you! Not when you’re touching me all the time and breathing down my neck!’ He turned around and sat down on the bed again.

You were standing there in shock, scared to say something back to him. You didn’t think your love language could bother him. You showed your love through touch and through quality time, what was so wrong with it? And Eddie never complained, he always had told you how nice your cuddles were, how he loved holding your hand. Maybe it just became too much for him at one point? You wanted to tell him you’ll take things slowly and you won’t push. You still loved him and wanted to comfort him, make him feel better. You carefully sat down next to him, his hands were holding his hair on either side and he was looking down at his boots. You slowly put your arm around him in hopes to give him a loving hug and show him how much you care and that his outburst didn’t change anything. You thought he would accept your touch but you were wrong. He quickly pushed your hand away and looked straight into your eyes.

‘What have I just said?’ He snapped.

You looked down at your shoes feeling like a scolded puppy and then scooted over to the other side of the bed. You were both sitting in silence for what felt like eternity and when you finally stopped thinking about the argument you had, you stood up and walked over to his desk. You took a piece of paper and a pen and started writing your message. You thought it was the best way to tell him something without him getting even more mad at you, you didn’t want to risk saying something wrong. When you finished the note you made your way outside of his trailer and back to your home.

Meanwhile Eddie was still sitting on his bed, thinking if he did the right thing. He didn’t want to lose you, of course, but this was just too much and he exploded. He looked at his desk and stood up to see the note. He took it and small tears fell from his eyes.

I’m sorry Eddie,

I know that you probably hate me right now and I’m sorry that my actions made you angry. I didn’t know that all of this could bother you and I want you to help me understand, when you’re ready that is. Just call me or come over and we can talk this out in peace and even if you don’t want to be with me anymore, I’ll understand. I’m sorry again.

Love, (Y/n)

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taexbankai · 3 months

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I only want you

this is chapter 9, the other chapters are on my page!

if you’re randomly stumbling upon this chapter, you might want to start the story from the beginning so you know all of the warnings and what’s going on lol. anyways, please excuse any spelling/grammar mistakes, i’ve been working like crazy recently and didn’t have a lot of time to reread. this chapter is kinda long lol

enjoy!

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it’s been a little over a month since satoru and i had sex. he took me out on a cute date the next day and i stayed at his house for another week before suguru took me back home. satoru sends me texts everyday and we facetime every night before we go to sleep. i miss him so much, not a second goes by when he doesn’t cross my mind.

“we should totally take a trip somewhere” nobara said as she sat down next to me. miwa wanted to try this new cafe that just opened, so she invited me, mai, momo, and nobara to come with her.

“where should we go?” mai asked her as she picked up her coffee

“i really want to go somewhere with a beach” nobara said, pulling out her phone to google places we could go

“there’s a beach about 30 minutes away from suguru’s school” i told her. she turned to me, a big smile on her face

“really?! we should go!” she said excitedly

“yeah, we should invite some people too” momo added

“that do sound like fun.. i’m down” miwa said

“okay great… should we get a hotel or an airbnb?” nobara asked everyone as she picked up her phone again

“we can stay at the hotel by the beach, my dad owns that one” i told her, pulling out my phone as well to look up everything that surrounds the beach

“oh yeah i forgot your dad owns hotels” mai said while laughing

“um… excuse me?” the girls and i turned our heads towards the person talking and we saw a guy who looked to be our age standing at the end of our table

“yes?” momo asked him

“i was wondering if i could get your number?” he asked as he turned his attention to me

“me?” i asked, pointing at myself to make sure he was speaking to me. he nodded his head as he began to get his phone out of his pocket

“oh.. i have a boyfriend” i told him. his smile slightly faded

“oh okay, so sorry to have bothered you!” he said as he turned around and left. i picked my phone back up and continued my search, trying to ignore the stares i was getting from my friends

“oh.. i have a boyfriend” maki mocked me, making her voice really high pitched

“i do not sound like that” i said and laughed

“so you’re dating gojo now and you didn’t tell me?” nobara asked. i sighed and put my phone down

“we’re not dating” i told them. they all did a loud dramatic gasp which made a few of the other people inside of the cafe turn and look at us

“could you guys NOT be embarrassing please? thank you” i said

“what do you mean you’re not dating him?!” nobara yelled, not caring if people looked at us

“i thought you said he took your virginity? wouldn’t he have asked you out after?” maki asked

“why did you tell that guy you had a boyfriend if you’re not dating anyone?” miwa asked

“why aren’t you two dating yet? you talk like everyday” momo added

“one at a time please, goodness” i said as i covered my face with my hands

“nobara… he hasn’t asked me out and idk if he will. i wasn’t expecting him to ask me out or anything after we had sex maki… even though i wish he did. now for your question miwa, i consider satoru as my boyfriend still. i don’t want to talk to any other guys… i don’t even have any interest in anyone other than satoru. lastly, yes momo we do talk everyday but i’m waiting for him to ask me out” i said, answering all of their questions

“i wonder why he hasn’t asked you out yet” nobara said

“maybe he’s scared?” mai asked nobara

“no, that can’t be it… scared isn’t even a word in gojo’s vocabulary” nobara said as she rubbed her hand over her chin, deep in thought

“maybe i should ask him out?” i asked them

“girl are you fucking kidding me?” nobara asked as she angrily slammed her hand down on the table

“no y/n, he needs to ask you out” mai said. i looked at momo and miwa and they were nodding their heads in agreement

“but why?” i asked

“would you get down on one knee and propose to a man?” nobara asked. i quickly shook my head no

“exactly” she said

“maybe he’s just waiting for the right chance to do it” miwa said. we all turned to look at her

“you’re actually probably right. he definitely gotta play it careful with y/n since he’s best friends with her brother” nobara said

“ooh i know, how about we invite satoru and suguru with us to the beach? it’s already on their side of town anyways” momo said

“that’s a good idea… have them invite some of their friends too” miwa excitedly said

“okay i’ll text suguru right now and ask if he would be down to come” i said as i went to suguru’s contact and began typing the message

“wait, when are we planning to do this?” i asked

“lets do it this weekend. we can leave on thursday and stay until like monday” nobara said. everyone all agreed to the time frame and i continued texting suguru.

“let’s make a group chat with everyone that’s going” mai said

“great idea” nobara said

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“yeah, suguru told me about it earlier” satoru said on facetime

“so… do you want to come?” i asked nervously, scared that he wouldn’t want to come

“of course princess” he said, a smile making it’s way onto his face. i smiled, excited that he’s coming with us

“you look nice. who’s party are you going to again?” i asked him

“thank you baby.. and it’s haibara’s birthday party. it’s a surprise party though so we’re having it at suguru’s house” satoru said as he propped his phone up against something in his bathroom so i could watch him as he finished fixing his hair. he had on a white, long sleeved button up shirt and black pants

“you’re not wearing your glasses?” i asked him

“nah, i was going to but i’m going to be drinking tonight. i don’t want to accidentally break them like i did last time i got drunk” he said while laughing

“oh okay” i replied, smiling at him

“why?” he asked, taking one last look at himself in the mirror before he picked up his phone and looked at me

“just don’t want all the girls there looking at your pretty blue eyes. they’re so bright and pretty, it catches all the girl’s attention. not to mention that you’re going to be drinking too, so it’ll be easier for them to talk to you” i said, slightly going on a mini rant

“y/n-”

“and you’re really tall, your voice is nice and you have a nice body. your face is attractive and you have a super fun and easy going personality. it’s so easy to fall in love with you, the girls are going to be all over you, and i-“

“y/n” satoru said more sternly this time. i immediately stopped talking, realizing just how much i was ranting

“don’t be worried. i won’t do anything with anyone even if i’m drunk” he said while laughing

“i’m not worried!” i said, feeling embarrassed. satoru continued laughing at me as he exited his bathroom and walked into his room to grab something before he started walking downstairs

��is… is riko going to be there?” i asked, anxiously chewing on my bottom lip

“yeah” satoru said. it felt like my heart had fell into my stomach

“don’t worry y/n, i haven’t spoken to her since that night. i won’t do anything with her” he said

“last time you were drunk you slept with her though” i said quietly. satoru was silent for a little bit before he let out a sigh

“you’re right, but it’s different this time y/n. i don’t even feel the urge to sleep with anyone else anymore after being with you” he said seriously. i was happy at his words but i still couldn’t help the nervous feeling crawling up my spine

“okay, don’t let me ruin your night. go have fun. tell haibara i said happy birthday!” i said, trying to change the topic

“i’ll tell him. are you about to go to sleep?” satoru asked as he left out of his front door, making sure to lock it before he walked over to suguru’s condo, opening the door

“yeah, i don’t have anything else to do” i said

“you can text me if you get too lonely” he said

“is that y/n?” i heard suguru ask. he walked over to satoru and took the phone out of his hand

“wow, you talk to him more than you talk to me now” suguru said

“love youuuuu” i said, laughing at suguru’s “hurt” expression

“yeah yeah, love you too” he said as he playfully rolled his eyes

“oh yeah, my friends all said they’re down about going to the beach. i’ll text you tomorrow and give you all the details” he said

“okay sounds good…now put toru back on the phone” i told him

“ouch” he said, we both laughed as he handed satoru back his phone

“have fun, drink responsibly okay? i don’t care if you only live next door” i said

“okay princess” satoru said while laughing

“goodnight toru”

“goodnight babygirl” i hung up the phone and stared up at my ceiling. ‘what if riko makes a move on him?’ ‘what if she follows him into his house after and they end up having sex?’ ‘what if he ends up realizing he actually still loves her and he wants to get back with her?’ i asked myself, my mind racing and thinking of 100 different possible outcomes

“stop it y/n… he said nothing will happen, relax” i told myself as i took a deep breathe in and out. i was still too anxious to sleep so i decided to just scroll on instagram for a few hours until i got bored. after about 2 hours i decided to text satoru to see how to party was going

me: hey toru, how’s the party going?

toru<3: hey baby, i thought you were going to sleep?

toru <3: it’s really fun though, i’ve had about 3 shots, i’m pretty drunk right now

me: damn 3 shots? you’re usually pretty fucked up after 1 lol, and i couldn’t fall asleep.

toru<3: haibara said i have to get fucked up with them tonight, so i’m going all out

me: what liquor are you drinking?

i waited and waited but after an hour of satoru not responding, i figured he was having fun and was too drunk to respond, so i decided to actually go to sleep. i texted him ‘goodnight <3’ and put my phone on the charger, closing my eyes and finally going to sleep

———satoru’s pov————

“just one more shot gojo come on” mei mei said as he passed a shot towards me

“no i’ve had enough” i said, pushing the drink away from me. haibara was extremely drunk, he could barely stand up. he was sitting on the couch with shoko on his lap

“are they ever gonna date? or just keep hooking up for forever?” yuki asked as she walked over to where i was sitting with suguru

“they do fuck a lot, might as well just date at this point” suguru said. i closed my eyes and laid my head back against the couch

“my head is spinning” i said to no one in particular

“how many shots did you take man?” suguru asked me

“i lost count after the 4th one” i told him. he started laughing at me

“you really can’t handle your liquor” he said

“most normal people start to get pretty fucked up after 3 shots suguru” i said, opening my eyes and looking at him

“here, i got you some water” suguru and i both turned to my right and saw riko sit down next to me while holding a water bottle

“thanks” i said as i grabbed the water, opening it and drinking it

“have you been drinking?” yuki asked her

“i only had 2 shots” riko said to her

“so… how are you and y/n doing?” riko turned and asked me. suguru looked at me, also waiting for my response

“why?” i asked her, turning my attention to her

“just wondering… she’s a nice girl. i never got to apologize to her for making a move on you that night” she said. i didn’t respond, i closed my eyes and drunk some more water, trying to sober up a little

“did you have sex with her?” riko asked me

“riko, why are you so curious about what he’s doing with my sister?” suguru asked, making me open my eyes at his sudden outburst

“i can’t ask a simple question?” riko asked him, getting defensive

“it doesn’t concern you, you’re the one who cheated on him… remember that?” suguru sarcastically asked her, she didn’t say anything

“oh, don’t tell me you forgot about toji. the married man you decided to sleep with multiple times. how could you forget someone so important?” suguru said

“stop it” riko quietly said

“stop it? you want me to stop talking about it? why? is it because you’re ashamed of yourself for cheating on my best friend? or is it because you don’t want everyone knowing just how dirty you are?” suguru added. i sat up and grabbed his shoulder

“suguru” i said, knowing that the alcohol was making him more upset than he needed to be

“it’s alright” i told him

“babe let’s go get some fresh air okay?” yuki said to him

“my bad satoru” suguru said as he stood up with yuki

“don’t worry about it” i said to him. after he walked away with yuki i turned to look at riko and saw that she was crying. i stood up, almost falling over but catching myself at the last second. i walked over to haibara and shoko

“could y’all stop making out for a second? thanks” i said, laughing at them

“what do you want asshole?” shoko said, her eyes low and red, haibara could barely even open his eyes

“go to suguru’s guest room upstairs. you’re both in no condition to go home anyways” i told them before i started making my own way upstairs, i went to suguru’s room and walked in, falling onto his bed

“just need 5 quick minutes of sleep” i said to myself as i closed my eyes

“satoru” a quiet voice said to me. i quickly opened my eyes and saw riko standing in front of me

“what do you want?” i asked annoyed, sitting up and looking at her

“did you sleep with her?” she asked me. i let out an angry groan while running my fingers through my hair

“could you just answer the question please, i wa-“

“YES I FUCKED HER!!” i yelled at her, my frustration reaching it’s max. she flinched at me raising my voice

“so… are we really done?” she asked as she took a step closer to me

“ i’m too drunk for this bullshit right now riko. get out” i said

“you didn’t say no though” she said as she started to take her jacket off

“yes we’re done. we’ve been fucking done. i originally thought that we could maybe stay friends but you’ve proven to me that clearly that can’t happen” i said to her. she didn’t reply but instead started to pull her dress up

“what the fuck are you doing?” i asked as i stood up

“you can’t just forget about everything we had satoru” she said as she tried to pull her dress over her head. i quickly walked over to her and pulled it back down, glancing at suguru’s bedroom door that was wide open still

“riko you’re drunk, stop it. you’re embarrassing yourself right now” i told her

“satoru please” she said, tears falling from her eyes. i sighed and walked over to suguru’s door to leave

“do you love her?” riko asked me as she wrapped her arms around my waist, stopping me from leaving the room

“let go of me” i said to her

“do you love her satoru?” she asked me again

“yes i do” i answered as i snatched her hands off of me

“so leave me the fuck alone riko” i said as i turned and looked at her before turning back around and walking to the stairs. haibara and shoko were walking up the stairs while holding hands, suguru and yuki following behind them

“hey we were looking for you. we had to walk these two up here to make sure they didn’t fall down on their way to the guest room” yuki said to me while laughing

“i went to suguru’s room to try and rest but riko followed me in there” i told her

“what’s up with that chick? she’s like obsessed with you” suguru said as he walked up to me as the 4 of them all made it to the top of the stairs. i was about to respond to him but i was distracted by feeling something hit my back

“you’re so cruel satoru!” riko yelled as she picked up one of suguru’s mini hallway decorations and threw it at me.

“are you fucking crazy?!” shoko shouted at riko

“what’s your problem?!” yuki yelled, also mad. i turned around and saw riko begin to pick up a book this time to throw at me. yuki immediately rushed over to her and slapped her across her face

“i want you out, NOW!” yuki yelled at her

“b-but yuki i-“

“OUT NOW!” yuki yelled again, not letting riko talk. suguru, haibara and i stood there in shock as yuki and shoko forced riko down the stairs

“shoko, you go with haibara to the guest room, it’s still his birthday, he’s suppose to be enjoying his night. i’m going to wait with riko outside until her uber get’s here” yuki said. i picked up the item that riko threw at me and went back into suguru’s room, falling back on his bed and tossing the item somewhere on his floor

“i’m way too drunk for all of this” i said to myself as i kept my face buried in the covers

“since you’re drunk, i’ll let you slide just this once for throwing my shit around” suguru said as he picked up the item i threw on the floor and put it back where it was supposed to go. he then came back into the room and closed the door. i closed my eyes and tried to go to sleep

“oh shit!” i yelled, sitting up and searching for my phone in my pockets

“what?” suguru asked as he sat down on his bed

“i forgot to text y/n back” i said. i pulled my phone out of my pocket and turned it on to text her back, seeing i had 2 messages from her. i started to type out a response but my phone died in the middle of my message

“fuck! my phone died” i said out loud, angry with myself for forgetting to respond

“relax satoru give it to me, i’ll put it on my charger” suguru said as he held his hand out, waiting for me to pass him my phone. i passed it to him and laid back on his bed as he put it on the charger

“she said goodnight because i wasn’t responding.. she’s probably mad at me now” i said as i covered my face with both of my hands

“or she’s just tired” suguru said while laughing

“where’s your phone? let me call her really quick” i said as i looked at him

“no, let her sleep satoru, you can talk to her in the morning” he said

“and don’t fall asleep in here. yuki’s sleeping over tonight, it’s been a while since we’ve been alone so i got some pent up stress” he added

“i’m not gonna fall asleep in here, and please, spare me the details of your sex life with yuki” i told him while laughing

“you didn’t spare me when i had to hear you having sex with my little sister” he said

“you can never leave me y/n, you’re mine” suguru said, repeating my words from that night to tease me

“it’s true, she’s mine” i told him

“what do you mean by that?” he asked me

“i won’t let anyone else have her” i said as i sat up, now making eye contact with him

“so what… you love her? or are you just sleeping with her and texting her because you’re bored?” he asked me, his face extremely serious as he waited for my answer

“of course i love her suguru. i love her so much, i can’t stop thinking about her. i would never use her for her body” i told him honestly. he didn’t say anything

“suguru i promise i’ll take care of her, i won’t ever hurt her” i said

“i’ll protect her and love her until she gets sick of me. even when she gets sick of me, i still won’t let her leave me” i added

“well if she’s sick of you, then you need to leave her alone, you stalker” suguru said, a small smile on his face. i laughed at his response

“so are you two dating?” he asked me

“nah, i didn’t want to ask her out without talking to you first, since i already slept with her behind your back.. well before you caught us” i truthfully told him

“i trust you satoru. i trust you more than anyone else in this entire world. i just didn’t want you dating y/n because i knew that if something happened between the two of you, things would never be the same between the 3 of us again. plus she’s my sister… most guys wouldn’t want their best friend banging their little sister…. with that being said, i know that you will take good care of her and protect her. you’ll be there for her whenever i can’t, and i trust you with her” he told me

“so, are you saying it’s okay for me to ask her to be my girlfriend?” i asked him, a smile making it’s way onto my face

“yes…but satoru if you hurt her or make her cry i swear to god-“

“i won’t, i promise!” i said excitedly. suguru laughed at my excitement

“even if i didn’t want you two to date, there’s no way i could keep you two apart. plus she’s head over heels in love with you, there’s no talking her out of loving you….even though choso came close to claiming her” suguru said, the smile on my face instantly disappearing

“don’t remind me” i said. suguru let out a loud laugh as he held his stomach from laughing so hard

“honestly, that day changed me forever. i think seeing her in bed with choso made me realize that you’re definitely the better choice” suguru said once he finally stopped laughing

“it took THAT to make you realize?” i asked him, annoyed

“unfortunately yes”

——— back to y/n’s pov———

“i added suguru, satoru, nanami, haibara, shoko, yuki, mei mei, utahime, and choso to the group chat” i told nobara as i sat down next to her on the couch

“okay great, so that makes me, you, mai, momo, miwa, ino, inumaki, yuji, megumi, kokichi, suguru, gojo, nanami, haibara, shoko, yuki, mei mei, utahime, and choso…. so 19 people total right?” nobara asked me as she looked over all of the contacts in the group chat

“yeah, sounds right to me. i don’t think we forgot anybody” i said

“okay let me send a text to the group chat then” she said

Vacation group chat:

nobara: hello everyone! for all of the people who don’t have my number saved, i’m nobara. i was just sending a quick text to let everyone know that we’re planning on leaving thursday afternoon, around 2pm. we’re meeting up at y/n’s house and then we’ll leave from her house and go straight to the hotel

yuji: how many cars are we taking?

mai: we only need like 2 cars tbh

me: i’ll take my car

ino: i’ll bring mine also

suguru: so ya’ll don’t need me to drive out there and pick anyone up?

me: no it’s okay!

megumi: i call dibs on riding with y/n. ino and nobara are gonna drive me crazy with the couple shit

yuji: me too!

choso: damn lil bro.. you still single?

yuji: shut up choso

nobara: first of all, we’re not annoying

me: okay so i got megumi and yuji, anyone else?

momo: mai and i will come with you

me: okay so then in ino’s car it’ll be nobara, ino, miwa and kokichi?

miwa: yeah sounds good to me

satoru <3: y/n why don’t you just stay at my house?

me: the hotel has an indoor pool and spa that’s why toru lol

yuji: and a buffet!

suguru: it’s my dad’s hotel satoru

satoru <3: ohhhh okay i see. i’ll stay there too then

yuki: that’s a good idea, we should all stay there together

utahime: i’m down with that

meimei: so how do you want to do the rooms?

shoko: 2 to a room? or 4 to a room?

haibara: lets do 2

nanami: of course he wants 2…

suguru: alright alright, we can do 2 and 4, who want’s a room with 2 beds?

choso: i don’t need 2 beds, i’ll share a bed with y/n, right y/n? ;)

yuji: ok… what the actual fuck are you talking about right now choso

satoru <3: he obviously wants to die

me: this is getting no where lmao

yuki: lets do this. suguru and i will share a room, y/n and satoru will share a room, haibara and shoko, nobara and ino, and miwa and kokichi. mei mei, choso, utahime and nanami can have their own rooms. momo, mai, yuji, megumi and inumaki can decide if they want to share rooms or have their own room

megumi: wait, so when you say 2 to a room or 4 to a room, do you mean a single bed and 2 people? or 2 separate beds with one person each? orrrr do you mean 2 separate beds with 2 people in each bed??

kokichi: that question literally just made my head hurt

ino: same

satoru <3: 2 people in one bed, and for 4 people to a room it’ll be 2 people in each bed. but if you want 2 to a room but 2 separate beds, that’s fine too

me: the beds in the rooms we’re getting are all king sized. dad already said he has things ready, he just wants to know how many rooms we’ll be needing

momo: i’ll share a room with maki

megumi: i want my own room

inumaki: me too

yuji: but i wanted to share a room with you guys :(

inumaki: oops

yuji: fine i’ll have my own room

me: okay so that’s like 13 different rooms right?

satoru <3: yeah that’s 13 rooms princess

suguru: please stop, i’m literally about to throw up

yuki: shut up suguru lmao. okay then it’s settled, see you guys on thursday!

nobara: i’m so excited!

“okay girl. i’m gonna go home and start packing my stuff” i told nobara as i stood up and grabbed my purse

“already? it’s only tuesday” she said

“i like to be prepared. i want to just get it out of the way” i said, a smile coming to my face

“don’t forget to pack the new swimsuits we bought. i want to match with you and the girls” she said as she walked me out to my car

“i will, don’t worry. bye” i said as i gave her a hug

“bye, love you. text me when you get home”

“love you too, and i will”

——— trip day———

“should we stop for snacks first?” yuji asked me while putting his suitcase in the trunk of my car

“it’s only like an hour away” i told him

“ 2 hours actually” he said matter of factly

“if you really think you’re going to starve to death in that little bit of time, then yes we can stop for snacks” i said, laughing at yuji

“yay thank you y/n you’re the best” he said happily as he gave me a hug

“okay we’re all loaded and ready. what about you guys?” nobara asked me as she walked over to my car

“i’m all done. megumi, momo and mai are already in the car. we’re gonna stop at a store really quick to grab some snacks first through” i told her as i closed my trunk

“okay we’ll follow you there and grab a few things as well” ino said

“okay cool”

“wow this is a nice hotel!” mai said as she looked at the building

“i’ve never been to this hotel before so this is my first time here too” i told her as i started taking all of our bags out of the trunk

“satoru said that they’re parking already” i told everyone. they said okay and continued grabbing their belongings

“hi everyone!” we all turned around and saw yuki running towards us with a big smile on her face. she gave me a big hug before she turned to my friends

“nice to meet all of you! i’m yuki�� she said to everyone except nobara, megumi and yuji, as they already know her

“nice to meet you!” they all said. a couple of seconds later, suguru came up to us with satoru and everyone else following behind him

“your bag is extremely heavy babe, what did you even pack in here?” suguru said to yuki as he carried both of their luggage

“all of my essentials” she said, giggling

“hey babygirl” satoru said as he came up to me. i immediately gave him a hug

“hi toru, i missed you so much” i said. he laughed and kissed me on the top of my head

“i missed you more”

“okay so lets introduce everyone” utahime said. i let go of satoru and faced everyone again

“you’ve all already met satoru, shoko and suguru. this is yuki, she’s suguru’s girlfriend. and then we have mei mei, utahime, nanami, choso and haibara” i said, introducing suguru’s friends to mine

“this is nobara, megumi, yuji, momo, mai, ino, miwa, kokichi, and inumaki” i said, making sure to introduce everyone to everybody

“yuji? so you’re choso’s little brother?” haibara asked yuji

“yeah, i know we don’t look alike” yuji said jokingly

“hey shoko!” i said to shoko as i gave her a hug

“okay let’s get inside! i’m excited to see the rooms” nobara said excitedly

“right! lets go” i said, agreeing with her. i turned around to pick up my luggage but saw that satoru was already holding it and standing by suguru talking about something. i turned back to nobara and saw that she also didn’t have her luggage as ino was holding it for her. we locked arms with each other and started walking towards the hotel. once we were inside of the hotel, we checked in and got our key cards

“i’ve never stayed in a suite room before” inumaki said as we got into the elevator

“really?” i asked him, shocked

“really. i’ve never really felt like spending the extra money for it” he said as he shrugged his shoulders

“understandable. but now you’re on vacation so enjoy the room!” i told him as i smiled. once we reached our floor we waited in the hallway for satoru and the others to come up, as all 19 of us couldn’t fit in the elevator with all of our bags and suitcases. once everyone was in the hallway, we began to look for our rooms

“our room number is 444” i told satoru as he walked behind me. he nodded his head okay and continued to follow me to the room

“wait.. are we going the right way?” i asked him as i stopped walking and looked at the key card again before looking at the doors next to where we were standing. satoru continued walking straight

“yes it’s this way” he said

“wait how do you know? have you been here before?” i asked him as i ran to catch up with him. he was silent for a few seconds before he spoke

“no. i’m looking at the room numbers” he said. i decided to stop asking questions and to follow him. once we made it down the end of the hallway we turned to the right and walked a few steps down the connecting hallway

“oh it’s right here toru!” i told him excitedly. he laughed at my reaction

“open the door then baby”

i quickly put the key card against the door scanner and waited until the door unlocked. once it was open i pushed the door open and walked in before stopping in my tracks

“toru… omg… i think they gave us the wrong room” i said, panicking

“why do you think that?” he asked. i pointed down at the floor

“look!” i said to him. on the floor was rose petals leading further into the room and there were candles lit following the roses

“it’s probably a marriage proposal toru” i said

“well let’s walk in first to make sure” he said as he lightly pushed me fully into the dark, candle lit room. i nodded my head okay and took a step before stopping again. satoru closed the door and put our suitcases down on the floor

“i want to record this to show the girls. i can’t believe they gave us the wrong room” i told satoru as i took out my phone, turning on the flash and starting to record. satoru only laughed at me, deciding to stay quiet

“i won’t touch anything, i just want to take a quick peak.. say hi to the camera toru” i said to him as i turned the camera around to show him

“hiii… actually i want to record too” he said as he took out his phone. he turned on his phone and pointed at me

“here we have y/n who’s recording someone else’s marriage proposal… say hi baby” satoru said while laughing

“hey y’all ” i said, laughing with him

“okay, start walking so we can see the room” satoru said. i turned back around and started following the rose petals, making sure to record everything

“this is so beautiful. i feel bad for looking” i said to satoru who just laughed. i continued to follow the roses into the huge suite. the roses led me to the huge king sized bed. there was roses on the bed and at least 20 heart shaped balloons floating around the bed. on the wall behind the bed there were balloons that read out the words ‘will you be my girlfriend?’. i walked up to the bed and looked closer. on the bed there were a bunch of different pictures of satoru and i from over the years, some of when we were still kids and even new ones from my graduation and me sleeping after he slept in my bed. there was a giant teddy bear that had my name stitched on it and a huge box of chocolate covered strawberries. tears were falling down my face as i looked at everything

“t-toru” i stuttered, trying to speak through my crying. satoru smiled at me as he put his phone down. he walked up to me and wrapped his arms around my waist

“i’ve never met someone like you in my entire life y/n. you’ve been there since the beginning. we’ve watched each other grow up, helped each other grow up. you mean so much to me y/n, i can’t live without you.. i tried and i almost lost my mind in the process. i love you so much… i’ve been in love with you for so long now, but i’ve been trying to swallow those feelings, i can’t keep them away anymore. i promise to love and cherish you forever and ever y/n, protect you and bring you nothing but happiness. you’re the girl i want to spend the rest of my life with, start a family with, and grow old and die with. would you please do me the honor of allowing me to be your boyfriend?” satoru said. i stared at his beautiful blue eyes, my mouth slightly open in disbelief. i feel like i’ve waited my entire life for this moment right here, i felt like i was dreaming

“yes satoru, of course i’ll be your girlfriend!” i said excitedly. he smiled at me before kissing me and spinning me around in a circle

“she said yes!” he yelled and started laughing. i opened my mouth to say something but didn’t get the chance to speak because our room door opened and all of our friends came rushing in cheering, even my parents came in

“what the… what’s going on?” i asked, laughing at them, still trying to wipe some of my tears off of my face

“congratulations y/n! i’m so happy for you!” shoko yelled as she hugged me

“wait.. so all of you guys knew? even mom and dad?” i asked, shocked. everyone laughed at me

“not everyone, satoru called me after you first told him about the trip. he wanted this room in particular because it was the biggest and has a nice view, and then he proceeded to talk about setting up a surprise proposal” my dad said

“and so i got involved! satoru and i started planning everything. i found every picture i’ve ever taken of you both and sent them all to him and made sure to keep you distracted enough so you wouldn’t suspect anything” my mom told me

“and then suguru, shoko, satoru and i all came here last night and prepared the room for you!”” yuki said to me as she ran up and gave me a hug

“satoru came back like an hour ago though to light all of the candles and to make sure everything looked perfect” suguru said, a smile on his face

“suguru just now told the rest of us like 10 minutes ago once we started walking towards our rooms” nobara said. my eyes started to water again

“you.. i… all of this for me?” i asked, turning to satoru again

“of course! you deserve the world y/n” he said as he kissed me on my forehead

“you’re going to have to go all out for your wedding proposal now after this” shoko said which made everyone start to laugh

“thank you all so much. i love all of you!” i said happily

“ i’m so happy for you little sis, you deserve it” suguru said as he walked over to me and gave me a hug. i hugged him back tightly. while we were hugging, a bright flash lit up the room. we turned around and saw our mom taking a picture of us

“aww look at our babies honey” my mom said to my dad, holding back tears herself

“well… while we have everybody here and happy… i have an announcement to make” yuki said. everyone turned to look at her as she walked over to suguru and grabbed his hand. they looked at all of us before suguru pulled a small photo out of his wallet and held it up for everyone to see

“i’m pregnant!” yuki said excitedly. nobara and i screamed at the top of our lungs as my mom started crying tears of joy

“OMG OMG REALLY?”

“CONGRATULATIONS!”

“I’M GOING TO BE AN AUNTIE!”

“I’M GOING TO BE A GRANDMA!”

“I’M GOING TO BE A GRANDAD!”

“I’M GOING TO BE A GOD DAD!”

“i’m the god mother of course” we all stopped yelling in excitement and laughed at shoko’s comment, as she was the only one who didn’t scream

“i never said you were the god dad satoru” suguru said to satoru while laughing

“bro, you told me before you told anyone else… i’m definitely the god dad” satoru replied

“wait you told him before me?” i asked suguru

“i was shocked and scared, i needed to talk to a guy” suguru said, still laughing

“and you!” i said, turning around to face yuki

“why didn’t you tell me?” i asked her

“i wanted to surprise you. shoko only knew because she was in the bathroom with me when i took the test” yuki said. i smiled and ran over to hug her

“i’m so happy for you yuki.. really” i said to her as she hugged me back. we all stayed in my hotel room for a little while longer before everyone decided to start heading out

“let’s all meet at the buffet around 6 for dinner… until then, everyone can do whatever” nobara said. everyone agreed and started leaving to their rooms

“okay honey, we’re going back home… enjoy your vacation” my mom said as she gave me and satoru a hug, my dad hugging us right after

“we will, thank you both again for everything. i love you” i said to them before they left. i turned back to satoru and jumped on him, giving him a passionate kiss

“i love you so much satoru gojo” he wrapped his arms around me and started giving me little kisses all around my face

“i love you more princess” he let go of my waist and walked over to the balcony window and opened the curtains

“now we can get some natural light in here, and you can look at the gifts i got you” he said as he walked over to the bed and sat down

“wait, stay right there, i want to take a picture of everything first” i told him as i took my phone out. i backed up as far as i needed to and took 3 different pictures just in case

“okay, your turn. go sit” satoru said as he stood up. i ran over to the bed and sat down. i grabbed the giant teddy bear and hugged it while i looked at satoru’s camera and posed. he kept snapping a bunch of photo’s

“okay toru that’s enough” i said giggling and covering my face

“you just look so good, i can’t help myself” he said, smiling as me as he sat down on the bed with me. i picked up one of the chocolate covered strawberries and fed one to satoru before eating one myself

“these taste really good, thank you so much toru” i said, grabbing another one. satoru just smiled at me, lifting his phone up and taking another picture of me

“stop it!” i said, laughing while trying to grab his phone

“okay okay that was the last one i promise!” he said as he put his phone on the dresser. i picked up the box of strawberries and placed them on the table we had in the room. i then walked back over to the bed and picked up the teddy bear and all of the pictures of satoru and i that was on the bed and placed it on the chair by the table

“you’re getting ready to take a nap or something?” satoru asked me. i didn’t respond to him, i sat down on the bed and looked at him, my eyes slowly trailing down his body before back at his eyes

“take your pants off” i told him. he looked at me, his face in complete shock before he erupted in a fit of laughter

“you’re so cute when you’re trying to be dominant” he said, still laughing

“just take them off” i whined, pulling on the strings of his grey sweats

“if you want them off, then take them off yourself” satoru suddenly said. i looked at him and saw that his once funny mood was gone and replaced by lust. he stared at me, waiting for my next move. i reached for the waistband of his sweats and pulled them down. satoru slightly lifted himself off of the bed so i could pull them down. once i had his sweats off and on the floor i looked at his underwear, his bulge becoming harder by the second

“i’ll let you be in control just this once babygirl” satoru said, a small smile on his face. i started to slowly massage his dick through his underwear. satoru let out a low moan and i turned my attention back on him. he had his eyes closed, his right hand running up and down my thigh in an encouraging way. i stopped my movements and stood up, quickly taking off my clothes. satoru sat up and watched me take my clothes off as he started touching himself

“take the rest of your clothes off” i told him. he listened this time, taking off his shirt and his underwear. i climbed on top of him and looked down at him

“you look so pretty right now y/n” he told me. i smiled and kissed him. he reached down and grabbed his dick, holding it tightly as he rubbed the tip against my pussy. the sudden contact made me moan

“fuck, you’re so wet” satoru groaned

“sit on my face” he said, letting go of his dick and placing his hands on my hips

“ i thought i was in control today?” i said playfully

“maybe next time princess” he said with a smirk

“sit on my face. now” he repeated. i hesitated, a bit nervous

“but i-“

“y/n” the tone of satoru’s voice made me realize he wasn’t about to listen to any excuses i was about to make. satoru moved down on the bed and i slowly crawled up until his head was in between my legs

“toru i’m nervous” i told him honestly

“nervous about what? i’m going to take good care of you don’t worry” he told me as he hooked each of his arms around my thighs so i couldn’t move

“but what if i lose my balance and fall, smothering you? you wouldn’t be able to brea-“ satoru ran his tongue in between my folds making my words get caught in my throat

“s-satoru!” i yelled out, one of my hands instinctively reaching for his hair while my other hand was pressed against the wall to hold myself up

“i got you baby, don’t worry” he said. he kissed my clit, his tongue coming out shortly after and circling it. after sucking on my clit for a little, he let go and ran this tongue up and down my pussy repeatedly

“satoru! satoru, i.. it feels….” i moaned, my words trailing off. he continued to eat me out. his tongue stopped at my hole and he looked up at me as he slowly pushed his tongue inside of me

“oh shitttt… fuck satoru” i closed my eyes tightly, satoru started tongue fucking me. i started to slightly lift myself up, grinding and moving against his tongue. i began to grind harder against him, letting go of the wall and putting both of my hands in his hair as i started grinding against his face, forgetting about trying not to smother him

“i’m about to cum toru!” i said. i opened my eyes and looked down at him to see him still looking at me. he didn’t say anything and instead allowed me to continue to ride his face. i came after a few more thrusts of his tongue. i tried to get off of satoru while i came but he held me down tightly and continued to push his tongue inside of me

“toru” i whined once it started to become too much for me. he finally let me go and i sat next to him on the bed and looked at him as i tried to catch my breathe

“that was fucking amazing. you looked so sexy” he told me as he smiled

“come here” i said, smiling back at him. satoru hovered on top of me and kissed me. i wrapped my legs around his waist and grabbed his dick, rubbing his tip against my clit. satoru moaned into our kiss. i lined him up with my entrance and tried to push him in but satoru broke the kiss and grabbed my hand

“what’s the matter?” i asked him

“i have to get the condom’s out of my suitcase first. i brought some just in case” he told me

“i don’t want to use any condoms” i said, speaking purely out of lust and desire

“y/n, that’s very irresponsible of you” satoru said, a small chuckle following after as he sat up

“seriously though, if you’re going to keep asking me to have sex with you without a condom then you have to be mentally prepared to become a mom y/n” he told me

“i am ready, i’ll have all of your kids toru” i said as i sat up next to him

“i’m serious y/n, you’re only 18… you haven’t even lived life yet. it would be different if you got pregnant on accident, but i would rather use protection than not use it for no reason” satoru said as he stood up and walked over to his suitcase. unzipping the front part and taking out a box of condoms. i looked down at the bed. he’s right, he’s absolutely right

“so… you don’t want to have a baby with me? that’s what you mean?” i asked him, my insecurities slowly coming back. i watched as satoru opened the condom and put it on himself

“y/n, that’s not what i’m saying. i’m just saying that there’s still many things i want to do with you and experience with you before we settle down and have a kid. because trust me… you’ll end up pregnant for sure. i was barely able to pull out the last time we had sex, it literally took everything in me to pull out of you” he said as he got back on top of me

“when i look at your face when i’m about to come, my mind goes ‘maybe one or two kids right now wouldn’t be so bad’ and i start to lose the strength to pull out” he added as he kissed my forehead. i smiled and pulled him down to kiss him on his lips

“are we good to continue?” he asked me

“yes toru please fuck me already” i said, laughing. he wasted no time, he slowly pushed his way into me. i held on to his arm, the feeling still hurting since we’ve only had sex once. once he was fully inside of me he didn’t give me a chance to get used to his size this time, he immediately pulled out before thrusting inside of me again

“toru!” i moaned out in pain and pleasure. his pace quickened. he wrapped his arms underneath my body and held onto me. i closed my eyes, my nails digging into satoru’s shoulders

“you feel even tighter than the last time” satoru said, he continued to thrust into me until he suddenly pulled out

“why’d you stop?” i asked him, now feeling empty without him inside of me

“turn around” he said. i shook my head no

“i want to be able to see your face while we fuck toru” i whined

“you’ll see my face still i promise… now turn around baby” satoru said, a smirk growing on his face. i gave in and turned around, getting on my hands and knees. satoru moved closer to me, his dick resting on the curve of my ass. he started gently rubbing on my ass, a low groan coming out of his mouth

“you look so sexy like this” he muttered. he straightened his posture and placed both of his hands on my back, gently pushing it down

“arch your back baby” he said, softly laughing at my inexperience

“stop, don’t laugh… I’m still learning” i said, also laughing

“it’s okay babygirl, i’ll teach you everything you need to know, no man other than me will ever see you like this anyway” he said as he lined his tip with my entrance, i spread my legs and tried to arch lower

“oh yeah? what if i want to experience having sex with another guy? i mean it’s only fair, you’ve had sex with other girls before” i said, trying to see what satoru would say. i waited for his response, but he stayed silent. my heart started to race, i was kidding, there’s no way he thinks i actually want to have sex with another guy. i opened my mouth to say something but right at that moment, satoru abruptly pushed himself into me. the force of his thrust jerked my entire body forward, if it wasn’t for the tight grip satoru had on my hips i would have lost my balance for sure

“w-wait satoru… fuck… it’s too much” i cried out. satoru was so deep that it brought tears to my eyes. he remained silent, speeding up his thrusts instead

“satoru! oh my gosh” i moaned , my eyes rolled to the back of my head. satoru let go of my hips and grabbed both of my arms. he pulled me up against his chest, holding both of my arms behind my back with one hand and his other hand wrapping around my neck

“take it back” he said in my ear, his hips continuing to snap against me. i slightly turned my head and looked at him

“w-what?” i asked, tears still running down my face and my mind slowly going blank from how deep he was in me

“you’re mine and only mine. only i can fuck you” he said, his eyes looking right into mine

“toru” i moaned, the whole situation turning me on even more. satoru let go of my arms and neck and placed his hands back on my hips as i fell forward, using my arms to support me. he started roughly thrusting into me

“shittt” he moaned out. his thrusts were too much for me to handle, i started slowly sliding down onto my stomach, each thrust pushing me down further and further until i was laying flat on my stomach, satoru didn’t stop his thrusts though

“s-satoru, i’m cu-“

“take it back” he said, his thrusts slowing down until he stopped moving

“i was just kidding satoru i swear”

“i don’t like when you play around like that” satoru said

“i only want to fuck you toru” i told him. he leaned down and buried his face in the side of my neck, his thrusts starting back up

“good, cause only i can fuck you like this” he said. he sat back up and picked his pace up, his hips now rolling into mine

“only i can make you feel like this, make you cry out in pleasure , make love to you” he continued, his hands pushing down against my hips. i kept my face against the pillows, screaming out at how deep he was in me

“and only you can make me feel like this” he said, his thrust starting to become slightly sloppy

“satoru!-“

“me too babygirl” he said. satoru thrusted into me a few more times before i came, a silent cry leaving my body as i tightly gripped onto the bed sheets

“fuck fuck fuckkkk” satoru moaned out as he came, his head thrown back and his dick still sliding in and out of me. once satoru came back down from his high, he carefully slid out of me and took off the condom, getting up and throwing it in the trash. i kept my face in the pillows, breathing heavily and trying to catch my breathe

“hey, are you okay?” satoru asked me as he laid down next to me, moving the pillows so he could see my face

“yeah i’m fine, that was just an intense orgasm” i told him, a smile making it’s way to my face. satoru pulled me closer to him and wrapped his arms around my body as he pulled the blankets over our bodies

“i love you so much y/n” he told me. i looked up at him and saw that he was already looking down at me

“my heart was beating so fast when i was asking you to be my girlfriend. i was so nervous” he said, a cute smile on his face

“i love you more satoru, thank you for making me your girlfriend, this is the best day of my life” i said. he smiled at me and gave me a kiss

we both fell asleep shortly after

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hello readers! i decided to give y’all one last smut before i ended the story. i’m thinking about doing one last final chapter, like a chapter based on a huge time skip before i completely end this story. anyways, i hope you all enjoyed this chapter.. thanks for reading, byeeee!

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pbelfz · 1 year

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Title: The Bed We Made is Cold Pairing: Izuku Midoriya x Reader Includes: nsfw (mentioned), alcohol, manipulation?, argument, breakup, angst? idk 1.3k words PB’s Masterlist

Izuku watched you, resting his cheek on his palm, as you caught your breath, a dizzy smile on your face. The gin flushed his cheeks, but it fell off you hours ago; he was much more lightweight than you. His fingers strayed beneath the sheets, caressing the inner part of your thigh, catching a hint of the mess you two made. You closed your eyes, growing bored of the ceiling fan but smiling nonetheless at the tickling of his callused pads.

Second time this month. Two times a month was the regular, sometimes three if a week was particularly sluggish; it was routine, one you both agreed on.

You had half the nerve to push him for another round, and he wouldn’t deny you of that. You knew you’d miss your train if he indulged you, though.

You sat up, already feeling chilly leaving Izuku’s side. His gaze lingered on you in a way that made your gut sink, and you found the shirt you dropped carelessly on the floor hours ago.

He always looked at you like that afterwards, like he should be saying something. You don’t pay him any mind; what was there to talk about? You don’t notice how he sat up suddenly, rubbing the back of his neck and nibbling his bottom lip, or maybe you didn’t want to notice. The stitching in your leggings felt rather itchy now as you pulled them up your legs.

“You didn’t let me know when you got home the other night.”

There it was. You knew he was upset about something, but the way his hips slammed against yours just a bit harder than usual tonight had you re-prioritizing. You liked getting him angry sometimes. You blinked an eye roll away, turning your back to him as you looked for your other boot. Izuku sat naked in the bed, the blankets covering his waist down.

“Didn’t know I had to.”

This accusation obviously made the Number One Hero sputter because you heard the sheets shift and a sigh from behind you. “I,” he swallowed, fingers tapping on his bicep, “I just wanted to know you were safe.”

You shrugged, sitting on the edge of the bed to pull your boot on. Careless. He never told you, but he hated that about you. You couldn’t see, but Izuku’s face hardened.

“You could’ve gotten hurt. Or worse.”

“I didn’t,” you stomped down, pulling the mouth of the boot up; it always got stuck when you put these shoes on. You really should’ve worn your sneakers instead.

“There were multiple reports of three high-ranking different villains in your ward that night,” he asserted. God, you hated when he used that tone when he wasn’t fucking you. You didn’t even bother responding. What’d he want you to say? It was already over with. And everything turned out fine.

You didn’t offer an apology. If he cared so much, then he could’ve taken you home himself.

You grabbed your bag, which was hung on the doorknob of his bedroom, before finally turning to face him for the first time since he pulled out of you a few minutes prior. He definitely looked as serious as he sounded, perhaps even offended at your dismissal. If you were more sober or less indulgent of your sexual afterglow, you’d have the nerve to argue his sudden interest in your well-being.

Instead, you offered him another shrug, and that seemed more than generous.

You pivoted, ready to leave how you normally do on these visits – indignant and with little resonance – but his words stop you.

“I’m in love with you.”

Your hand was already on the doorknob of his bedroom. You know the way out of his penthouse; you’ve walked out by yourself countless times. Still, you paused.

Anger boiled in your gut, and you needed to blink to steady yourself.

You turned around to face him, the naked hero still sitting in his bed, looking up at you with a hankering that those little words would be enough to bring you to heel.

You neutralized yourself, but Izuku scooted closer to you, and the blankets fell off of his form as he reached up to grasp you by your arms.

“I’m in love with you,” he repeated, and it tasted worse the second time. You scoffed and looked away from him, favoring the lush carpet instead that you know he gets shampooed twice a week by his maids.

In the silence, you could tell he was waiting for an answer. Anything.

“When did that happen?” You were bitter.

He blinked with doubt, and you wanted to withdraw even further. You switched up, trying a different angle.

“What changed?” Quiet, but monotone.

He sat there, hopeful, his hands still wrapped around your wrists, pulling you closer to the edge of the bed on instinct. Despite your own constitution, you keep yourself from yanking away.

“I–,” Izuku stuttered, “You’re good for me.”

You gave a hint of a smile, rolling your eyes. It’s always about him.

“I told you I was in love with you months ago, and do you remember what you told me?” Your face dropped like a stone as you spoke, but Izuku didn’t relent. He remembered.

“’So is everyone else I’m sleeping with.’”

“’So is everyone else I’m sleeping with,’” you nodded as you repeated his own words back to him.

“I’m not sleeping with anyone else right now. I haven’t for the past three months,” he defended. You scoffed, shaking your head.

“You told me you weren’t looking for anything serious. You made me feel stupid for wanting more from you,” you argued.

“I know. But I’ve grown. I want this, (Y/n),” he pulled you closer where you had began to pull away.

“Is that what’s made you believe you’re suddenly in love with me? I’m the only one fucking you?”

Izuku’s brow furrowed, and his grip on your wrists tightened just a hair. “No, (Y/n). I–“

“You’re settling.”

“(Y/n), I’m–“

“You don’t want me.”

“(Y/n)–“

“You’ve never wanted me.”

“(Y/n), stop!”

You opened your eyes, jolted by Izuku’s sudden rise in volume. You had no idea you were crying or struggling to get out of Izuku’s grasp. You tried to settle as much as you could in front of him. Your wall had been lowered, but you were going to hoist it back up even if it suffocated you. Izuku was saying something to you, but your tears were still falling.

“I’ll be better. I’ll be better now, for you, for us,” you only caught the tail-end of it. You noticed he was comforting you, something he was naturally so good at. However, when Izuku comforted someone, he said anything he could to get the person to calm down.

“No,” came your quiet rejection.

This caught Izuku by surprise.

You turned, pulling your arms out of his grip and picked up your bag once more. You must have dropped it at some point.

“(Y/n),” Izuku called, the sheets falling off of his form as he threw his legs over the side of the bed. You turned back to look at him as he approached you. He was so beautifully sculpted, even in the moonlight.

You yanked the bedroom door open and made your way to the front door, ignoring Izuku’s calls behind you.

You opened the front door to the penthouse, glancing over your shoulder at a naked Izuku standing in his living room. His pleads for discussion fell upon deaf ears as you slammed the door behind you, finally leaving the way you intended to thirty minutes ago.

The elevator takes too long, and you didn’t know how persistent he was in his pursuit of you, so you took the stairs. You felt your phone vibrate in your bag, but you waited until you were out of the building to check it.

Deku : Please let me know when you get home.

#deku x reader #midoriya x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #izuku x reader #mha midoriya #mha #bnha #my hero academia #izuku midoriya #deku

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julianalvarez9 · 1 year

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we need to talk / christian pulisic

request: heyyy idk if your still taking requests but i rlly wanna see an imagine on christian and his girl bestie argue after she hears him say that he wouldnt date her to his guy friends and she comes downstairs and ignores all of them and dosnt speak to him for a while and when he does its all fuff x

summary: you ended up hearing something you wish you never did. maybe you shouldn't have been eavesdropping, or maybe you should have addressed the situation before it got until this point.

word count: 1.7k words

warnings: mention of the pandemic (briefly, just to give context to their relationship), declan being kind of a dick??? but not really

author's note: so i don't know if you meant for it to be best friends to lovers but since it's apparently all i can write about, here it is <3

christian and you had been living together since early 2020, right before the lockdown started. you had been having trouble finding another flat that was close to your job, and with your lease coming to an end soon, your best friend had the marvelous idea of sharing his home with you, for however long you needed. at first, you had opposed, not wanting to intrude in his personal space, but he reassured you each time, saying that he was away too often anyways so you wouldn’t even notice him. and he had been right, for the most part, until the pandemic hit and you two were forced to stay home. it wasn’t an issue, really, even though at first it worried you. would he get tired of seeing your face every day? would you get under his skin and bother him too much?

when life started getting back to normal, you tried talking to him about moving out, not wanting to bother him that much, but he completely refused, threatening to stop talking to you for s month if you went away. that's how you had ended up being his flatmate for almost three years now, and you couldn't complain, since it was incredibly easy to live with him.

you had been in your room all evening, waiting for him to come back after his recent trip to manchester, but decided to start making dinner before he arrived. about thirty minutes later, when you had chopped every vegetable you needed for the meal, you heard the keys unlocking the door, and just as you were about to go out to greet him, another set of voices alerted you that he wasn’t alone. christian thought that you weren’t home since the lights in the living room were turned off, and that’s usually where you used to be when he came back. he didn’t even think about checking the other rooms, too wrapped in whatever exchange the young american player was having with his teammate.

“i don’t know how you didn’t get with her yet. you’re taking your time, man” the other man joked, presumingly, to christian. you couldn’t really tell, since you weren’t actually seeing them, just hearing the voices that came into the room. to be honest, you didn’t even want to eavesdrop, but god, they were being so loud.

the chelsea player replied, and you could almost picture him shaking off his head like he does when you tell him a bad joke. “she doesn’t want me like that”, he said, and now you were curious to know who he was talking about, since he didn’t tell you anything about his newest romantic interest. the other voice retorted, not even a second after, “i’m sure 70% of the world population would want you like that.

god, how you wished to be in your room, comfortably tucked into bed watching something on the tv. maybe then you wouldn’t be hearing whatever witty remark his fellow footballer was making. it wasn’t news to you that, yeah, there were plenty of people who would want to sleep with them, but it didn’t seem right to you to hear how they bluffed about it. you wished that christian would stop him from going any further.

you were standing still in the kitchen, afraid that any movement you could make would alert them of your presence, and thus, discovering that you had been hearing everything they said. you figured from the sound that they were now seated on the couch, and you knew that there was no way that they wouldn't see you if you were to escape right now from the kitchen.

“no, i wouldn’t. she’s only my best friend, declan”.

“i guess she’s part of the other 30%” christian said, and you could hear the smile in his voice. he continued. “you don’t know her. she’s special, mate”. you felt the little tug in your heart, but tried to ignore it, since you were glad that your best friend at least had some kind of respect when talking about his romantic interest. the man laughed, like he had said something unbelievable. “so you wouldn’t date her if you could?”.

oh.

the cold that had invaded your whole body after hearing what he said had made you unable to continue hearing what they talked about, even if you wanted to. thinking straight, you didn’t have any reason to get mad at christian referring to you as his best friend ‘cause that's what you two were: best friends. still, it was like a bucket of ice water had washed over you, like receiving shocking news that you wished you could erase.

so they were talking about you?

and god, you wished you could erase the past five minutes, and forget whatever they had said.

along with the sudden cancelation of noise, it seemed like your legs had a life of their own, and before you could ‘cancel the action’ like you used to with your sim in the famous game, you were out of the room in direction to your bedroom, where you hoped you could hide, at least, for the rest of the day.

christian was shocked to see you leaving the kitchen, after being sure you weren’t in the house. it dawned on him quite quickly that you must have heard him and declan talking, and that’s why you had run away the way you did, and closed the door harshly, making him wince on the spot.

a few minutes later, you heard him knocking on the door of your room. and even if you didn't give christian permission to enter, he still made his way into the dark room, sitting on the edge of the bed. “he’s gone” he whispered, afraid to talk any louder than a mumble. he knew you were awake, even if you weren't facing him, only by hearing the sound of your breath. after spending so many nights sleeping together, you had grown accustomed to his warmth and learned the pattern of his breath, just like he had learned yours.

a few minutes later, once he realized that you weren't actually going to answer him, he continued. “i only said that to get them off my back”. you huffed, clearly not buying whatever he was excusing himself with, and turning to look at him, even in the dark, you muttered. “you don’t need to explain anything to me. i’m only your best friend, remember? nothing more”.

“y/n, we need to talk”.

in the last couple of months the relationship you had with your best friend had turned more… complicated, to say the least. you noticed that he had been putting more effort in your friendship lately, being the one to initiate movie nights and helping you prepare dinner when he was at home. at first, you brushed it off as normal things flatmates did for each other, right? but when his absence during away games started to weigh more, and you found yourself giggling like a schoolgirl at every message you received from him with variations of “hey, i sent you this because it made me think of you”, you thought that you needed to stop the feeling that was brewing inside you, fighting to not be silenced, instead, to be screamed for every awake soul to hear.

of course, you knew better than to fall for christian, so you never actually talked about it. never showing you cared, not even when he presented girlfriends, or he talked with you about the new girl he had been messaging later. so it was weird to you how the anger had slipped upon every self-controlled barrier you carefully placed to avoid getting caught, and was presented to the american player to dissect and inspect.

you heard his shuffling, and figured that he was anxiously brushing his hand through his hair, not knowing how to say what he truly wanted to. he managed to say “you know it’s not like that”, which came out sounding a bit broken due to how dry his throat had gotten in the past minutes. you repositioned in your bed, back against the headboard while crossing your legs over eachother. “how is it then? since you seem to know everything about us, christian” you bitterly said.

you knew that christian needed the psychical contact to keep his nerves even, so when he reached to touch your knee for reassurance and you didn't move away, it felt to him like he could actually get this right.

even when you were about to tear up at hearing the sweet words that your supposed best friend was speaking, he continued, trying to make his point clear. "that's why i haven't been with anybody else. I don't want to be with anyone that isn't you, y/n. you get it, right? i know you feel the same" he looks at you with pleading eyes, and even in the darkness of the room you can see his eyes glistening thanks to the moonlight illuminating his features. still,you were caught up in what he had said previously. "why did you say what you said then? why did you sound like the idea disgusted you that much?". christian let out a breath, cursing himself for not searching for you before he let his friend continue with his meaningless topic.

“you know it’s you. it’s us. you must know”.

"I want to be with you, truly. long term." he reassured, now coming closer to you so he could hold your hand that was resting over your knee. "declan wasn't talking long term when he referred to date. he knows how i get when the guys talk about you, he was just trying to piss me off".

"i didn't plan to tell you how i felt in the darkness of your room, to be honest" christian laughed, trying to lift of the mood a little. when you giggled in return, he bowed his head to give your hand a kiss, and he stayed there once you started caressing his hair with your other hand. "what if you help me make dinner and then i tell you how i feel?" you suggested, smiling brightly at him even if he wasn't looking at your face to see it. the american nodded, enthusiastically waiting to get some food into his stomach. after all, he had came home an hour ago and due to the little misunderstanding that you had, he hadn't ingested anything since the little protein bar he had eaten during training.

"please. i'm starving".

#christian pulisic x you #christian pulisic x reader #christian pulisic imagine #christian pulisic x y/n #football x y/n #football x reader #football x you #football imagine

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lfghughes · 11 months

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Wonderstruck

a/n: have had this sitting around in my requests and i just love this entire idea. so i rambled a bit and might make another part idk yet

warning: alcohol, creepy guy who cant take a no

Instant regret, that’s what you had. It had nothing to do with going out and everything to do with the bar that you had chosen. Not that really going to a different bar would have a different result, there would always be that one creepy dude you persisted on being around but right now there was one that was driving you insane. But you were also genuinely creeped out and trying to find a way out and any time you would turn your attention elsewhere he would make sure to get your attention again.

“Here let me get you a drink.” He told you and you quickly shook your head. “My boyfriend is grabbing us drinks right now, I’m good.” You told him but you had a feeling that this plan wasn’t going to work considering there wouldn’t be a boyfriend showing up with drinks in hand at any point tonight. Why did you even use that excuse? “Are you sure because I didn’t see you with anyone?” There it was, the dread building up.

A hand went to your back and you froze slightly as you turned your attention upwards to a face that seemed familiar but you couldn’t quite pin where you had seen him before. “Everything okay, babe?” He asked and looked between you and the guy who had been bothering you. Perfect opportunity falling right into your lap and you couldn’t be more grateful. “Honey, you didn’t bring back drinks.”

“I was waiting on them and noticed you looked a little uncomfortable. So again, everything cool here?” This time he directed his attention to the man, raising a brow as if it to challenge him. “Because I’d really like it if you didn’t make my girlfriend uncomfortable so how about you head on out of this bar before I get pissed.” This guy was an angel. A hot angel if anything. Next thing you know the creep finally left you alone and you couldn’t be more thankful for not only this guy stepping in but going along with everything.

“Thank you so so much.” But he was already waving off your words as if he didn’t completely save your night from being ruined. “I’m going to go outside for some air, wanna come?” He asked and in most cases you wouldn’t really just take up this offer but it was just right outside and your creep radar wasn’t going completely off the rails with this guy. You followed him out, leaning against the wall of the bar.

“Are you from around here?” He asked and you shook your head. “I moved here a couple of months back so I’m still trying to figure out this whole place. I’m sorry but you look really familiar.” You were still trying to figure out where you could know his face. A chuckle left his lips as he scratched the back of his head. “Are you a hockey fan?” He asked and you shrugged at the question. “Growing up I’d go to games with my dad. He’s a big bruins fan but I wouldn’t really say I watch it unless he gets us tickets when I’m back home or it’s on the tv.”

It was definitely a bonding thing but not your thing specifically but you were slowly starting to piece together the information you were slowly getting. “Well I play for the team here, the Panthers. I’m Matthew Tkachuk.” You suddenly understood what a lightbulb moment really felt like. “Ahhh, you’re the kid who upset my dad a month back by taking out his favorite team. Makes a lot more sense now.” A laugh left your lips as an amused grin grew on his. “Send your dad my apologies.” He placed his hand over his heart as if he was truly sorry but you could tell by the smirk on his lips he wasn’t.

“Maybe when the season starts again you can come to one of the games, I’ll hook you up with tickets. Maybe even make you a fan of a much cooler team.” There it was again, that smirk that was making you completely melt so all you could do was nod. He took out his phone handing it to you. “Put in your number and I’ll text you. Not in the fall by the way, I plan on texting you probably later tonight asking you out for drinks or dinner.” A hot blush grew on your cheeks at his words. “Well I will more than likely answer that I’m definitely free tomorrow after work if you want to grab dinner.”

#matthew tkachuk #matthew tkachuk imagine #matthew tkachuk x reader #matthew tkachuk blurb

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shriekshrike · 2 years

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y’know what’s really interesting about last night’s episode is that it really revealed the BIGGEST flaw that bells hells has as a party:

they don’t fucking trust each other enough. or rather, they don’t trust themselves.

sure, they have the “you can have my back, you can save my life, you can heal me and switch places with me in a fight, you can head into danger and come out just fine” trust because if they didnt, they wouldn’t have made it this far. literally.

but they’re all so fucking careful when it comes to their suspicions! chet never says anything to anyone about dusk, orym doesn’t say shit about reading chet’s and dusk’s lips, imogen doesn’t say boo about not being able to read dusk’s mind. it’s not that they don’t think the others aren’t capable, but more like “if i don’t get all my ducks in a row no one will believe me” which!! is so much. to think about.

because when it’s said like that it’s not like they don’t trust one another, it’s more like they DON’T TRUST THEMSELVES individually! which makes so much sense! ashton got betrayed by ppl they thought they knew better than anyone else in the world, FCG finds out someone they thought was dead is actually alive and never bothered to get them back and they’re also fucking glitching more and more often and he finds out not only did dancer not make them but also they are MUCH MUCH older than anything or anyone else they’ve ever met (pre divergence BABY aeor is for LOVERS nd robits), imogen was a hermit in her own fucking home bc no one wanted to be around the girl who could get into your head (not like she had a choice sometimes) and she doesn’t trust herself not to somehow cross lines with people whether that be on accident or on purpose, laudna licherally spent 30 years post-death being ousted from town to town because people found her a freak and a witch and has a DEAD NECROMANCER WHO KILLED HER IN HER HEAD, fearne is slowly coming to realization that her parents maybe weren’t sending her post cards all those years and that her life really wasn’t all it was cracked up to be and her memory is a little fucky (that feywild shit, huh), orym still probably feels residual survivor’s guilt in being unable to protect the one person who really truly mattered to him and sees it as a failing in himself rather than just something that happened, chet is a werewolf who literally gets run out of towns because of what he is and he could literally lose control if he’s too hurt or out of it and hurt someone else (as seen w orym)

like they’re so...aware of the trust they have for one another, but because they don’t trust themselves, they never SAY SHIT bc they’re always second guessing their suspicions which is so fascinating to watch; they don’t trust themselves enough to follow their instincts to trust one another even moreso. they’ve all got like folie a deaux but it’s mass imposter syndrome instead.

and it’s not like dusk knew that abt the bells, but it worked so well in dusk’s favor bc even if it was an 11th hour realization and discovery for the pc’s who did start to get suspicious, it would have been enough time to maybe do something. but they DIDN’T and it kinda doomed them!

after this i hope they get more...confident in their own capabilities. or at least learn to trust their own guts without needing confirmation or waiting for all the chips to land. sometimes, you just gotta listen to the sirens in ur head because that’s the part of u that wants u to survive no matter what.

dusk says a lot of shit and idk how much was truth laced with the sweetness of lies you wanna hear, but they got one thing fucking right. bells hells are special. and they gotta realize it before it really lands them in hotter fucking water.

#cr spoilers #critical role #bells hells #i wuv them and i think about them a lot ok #they really gotta trust themselves #as much as they trust one another.

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ethanesimp · 3 months

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Tangled Hearts

Pairing: FWB! Ethan Torchio x Photographer! Fem Reader

Summary: As much as you want to deny it, you want to be more than friends with benefits with Ethan.

Word Count: 2.9k

Warnings: Kinda smutty but no actual smut, Ethan is a lil bit of an asshole in this, at least I think he is. There's also a lot of swearing, bc there is, and mentions of conflicts with parents.

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A/N: So uh... it's been a long while since I last wrote on here. Idk if people still read these but here you go! I missed writing dearly. It's also me just messing around, trying to get back into the writing habit again. Might add a part two if you guys like it cuz I've got some ideas. This is also inspired by a request I got a while ago, however it's like the events that happened before the request, if that makes sense.

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A month left of the contract. That’s the very thought that has left a deep-seated sense of anxiety in your brain the more you let yourself think about it. For the past eleven months, you have been living the dream of traveling around the world with Måneskin and being their photographer. It was a job you would have never imagined having but one you are glad to have found.

It had been as much of a jump of faith for them to hire you with such little professional experience under your belt as it had been for you to accept the job. You left behind everything you knew for the opportunity to finally make a significant jump in your career that would make a difference in your future whether or not they renewed the contract for another year.

Then love made its way into the picture to mess everything up. Nothing could have prepared you for what you experienced during that first photoshoot alone with Ethan, the band’s drummer. The intimacy of the moment and the deep conversation shared as you set up your equipment was one that wouldn’t be forgotten easily, especially not when you got so close that it eventually led to the best night you had ever had while in Texas the night before a show.

Once the initial shock of what had happened wore off, you made a mutual agreement to keep it casual, despite the knowledge that whatever existed between you was anything but that. It worked nonetheless, for a long time, so you didn’t even bother questioning just how ephemeral it would be.

Your schedule, as well as the band’s, was full to the brim, leaving little to no time to think about your feelings with all the exciting things that had been going on around you. Until everything stopped and there were no shows or collabs to photographs.

Every single emotion pushed to the back of your mind has resurfaced as you sit alone in your bed for the first time in a while. It is the first night in a long time that you will be able to sleep in your bed instead of at a hotel or inside a cramped bunk on a bus. The whole thing takes you back to reality and helps you sober up from all the adrenaline quicker than you would have liked.

After such a long time away from your family, being back in your childhood room feels unreal. So does hearing your parents talk downstairs while you try to busy yourself editing pictured you’d taken at the last show. You want to take your mind off of all you have left behind and everything you would lose once your contract expired, which doesn’t happen as you look at the picture open in Photoshop. It is one of Vic spraying Damiano with the champagne she had opened to celebrate the end of the tour.

You smile to yourself as a bittersweet feelking makes its way into your heart. You know the band rarely keeps the same photographer around for more than a year and it has felt unfair to ask Ethan if you would be any different, if maybe they had grown to like you enough to keep you around for a little longer. So you just assume and accept that you will suffer the same fate as all the others before you.

The thought saddens you as you look up from your laptop and take a look around your room for the first time since you had arrived. On one of the walls hangs a picture of a college friend of yours you had taken for a photographic essay during your second semester. Close to it, you had placed one of your mother, which makes your heart ache as you look at it, knowing you would never be as close to her as you were when you took that picture.

Your parents have never been content with the idea of you being a photographer, especially not when both of them are engineers and have always envisioned a similar future for you. However, when you decided to go to college, they had been over the moon about it, despite you studying a photography-related degreee.

Sadly, all that happiness came crashing down when, during your fifth semester of college, none other than their manager reached out to you after finding your photography blog. He had gone on and on about how they needed a young and creative photographer in order to capture the band’s flare after their fame sky-rocketted.

You obviously accepted the job and put a pause on college for some time. Your parents had been against your decision and had stopped speaking to you for the first two months or so of you leaving. They eventually came around but things aren’t quite the same anymore. That is why you have found shelter in your room to avoid them and their hurtful comments they think they’re being more casual about.

You hate the situation you’re in much more than you’d like to admit, but what you hate above all else is feeling like an intruder in your own home when it used to be your safe place. You feel hot tears slide down your cheeks as you keep looking at that picture of your mother, asking yourself if the job is worth all this.

You haven’t even found an answer to the question when your phone buzzes. You pick it up from the bed and open the message, which happens to be from Ethan.

You hesitate while typing your next message. You want to tell him you miss him, but you fear it makes your feelings for him far too obvious. You’ve always wanted to be more than just his friend with benefits, but your fear ir far stronger than your desires. Still, without giving it more thought, you type out the two word message and send it through. Any worries fade away as you read his response.

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You shift your balance from your heels to your toes as you wait for Ethan to open the door. After you replied to his text, you didn’t waste a second to drive over to his house, completely ignoring your parents’ complaints.

When he opens the door, you feel a wave of relief wash over you at the sight of him. His dark eyes and easy smile do their usual trick and help you forget about everything else. Then, you feel your breath hitch when your eyes scan over his clothes.

Ethan is dressed in a loose-fitting white button-up shirt with the first few buttons undone, giving you a small glimpse of his toned chest. He pairs it with tight black slacks and polished black shoes. He looks absolutely stunning... as always, you think.

You meet his eyes after a few seconds of gawking at him and soon realize how absolutely fucked you are when you see his long hair is nicely gathered in a bun that sits at the nape of his neck, just how you like it.

That absolute fucker. You absolutely despise how attractive he looks, especially when your thoughts go straight to a few nights ago. You remember your hands tangled in his hair, completely ruining his bun. You remember pulling at it while his head was in between your legs, then while you were having sex. And now all you want to do is hide as you feel your cheeks heat up at the memories.

He lets out a hearty laugh, succesfully snapping you out of your little daydream.

“You’re staring.” Ethan says teasingly.

You roll your eyes at him, “You wish.”

He shakes his head and steps aside to let you in, “It’s nice to see you too, by the way.”

You let out a soft laugh, “We literally just saw each other yesterday.”

"Says the one who told me she missed me. Besides, it's always lovely to see you." He says, in such a relaxed and casual manner, as if it doesn't evoke any emotions within him, while it stirs up everything inside of you.

His place is small and tidy. There are books and plants here and there, scattered in random places all around the kitchen and living room, accompanied by the faint smell of vanilla coming from a lit candle.

Ethan catches you off-guard by wrapping his arms around you in a hug after closing the door behind you. Driven by instinct, your arms wrap themselves around him as you let your face rest on his shoulder for a few seconds.

You pull away enough to look him in the eye. He looks back at you with nothing but warmth in his eyes. Then he plants a gentle kiss on your lips that makes it so much harder for you to believe he has nothing but sexual feelings towards you. How could he kiss you with such gentleness if that were the case?

“I wanted to get out of there so fucking bad.” You mumble as an attempt to quiet down your thoughts.

Ethan gives you a knowing look. He’s the only person who knows everything you have sacrificed to follow your dream. He always tries to reassure you that you had made the right decision, but believing him never gets any easier. Especially not when the price you had to pay was so high.

“You’re always welcome here, dolcezza. Offer still stands if you want to stay until we’re back on the road.” He expresses. When Ethan had first brought the idea up, you had been so shocked to say anything. It’s still hard for you to understand how he is so casual about asking you to move in, yet turning into something other than fuck buddies is too much for him.

Rather than focusing much on your thoughts, you focus on observing him unscrew the cork on a bottle of wine that had previously been sitting inside the fridge.

“Being back here is so strange,” You say as he pours wine into a glass for you, “I didn’t spend a lot of time at home while I was at college either, so it kinda made me think I wouldn’t feel much different than how I did then...”

The words slowly die down in your throat, and your attention drifts away to the bright light over the kitchen counter.

“Hey, hey,” Ethan says gently as an attempt to get your attention. He leans forward to cup your cheeks, “All this you’re going through isn’t easy. I get it’s probably much more overwhelming when all this negativity is coming from your parents of all people.”

You place a hand over his and close the distance left between his lips and yours. The kiss is a comforting sign of understanding between you both, a silent way of saying that everything will be alright.

You tangle your hands in his hair to bring him closer to you, to feel more of his lips on yours. He smiles softly at your actions and reacts by brushing his tongue over your bottom lip, which you reciprocate almost right away.

This moment between the two of you feels like none you’d had before. You have grown familiar with messy quickies squeezed into every free space that could be found in your busy schedules. Unlike then, there is no recording session, interview, or show to stop you from taking your sweet time together.

Knowing he can, Ethan enjoys every kiss and touch with you, extending them as much as his body allows him to. He lets his hands slowly wander under your shirt as you break the kiss to catch a breath. His hands warm up your skin as they make their way up your waist and he lets out a soft chuckle upon noticing you were wearing nothing underneath your blue sweater.

“Something tells me you don’t just want to watch the movie.” He laughs as his lips trail down to your neck.

You laugh too, “I actually do, but this is pretty great too.”

He pulls away from you completely despite your protests and starts walking towards his room. You follow him with an eager smile on your face, happy to let him fuck away your worries.

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You’re still wrapped in a curtain of bliss after the intimate moment you’ve had. Between his soft pecks and warm hands you slowly let go of any sort of worries that had still been clinging to your body and mind. Instead, you let all of your attention fall on the words that easily fall from his lips like calm rivers.

“You’re beautiful, sweetheart.” He murmurs through parted lips before they keep on sucking on your exposed neck. You do nothing but hum in response, basking in the pleasure his attention brings along.

He can’t keep his hands and lips off you. You’re already so overstimulated that you cannot even think straight anymore as he draws shapes on your back. So it happens, in only a few seconds and with a phrase that anyone but Ethan would’ve been happy to hear, you lose it all. While he places kisses along your collarbones and gently massages your breast while his free hand holds yours, you mumble out words you won’t be able to take back, ever…

“I love you.”

At first, his dark eyes look into yours with surprise and a slight touch of happiness, words still processing in the very back of his mind. Then, any trace of gentleness and adoration that had been previously present, vanishes. You lose the warmth of his hands against your naked body when he stands up and puts a distance between you that feels infinite.

You see his face harden as he leans down to pick up his shirt from the floor, your heart falling to your stomach as you watch him get dressed. He avoids your eyes, which you suspect is much more painful than if he were looking at you.

That moment of silence seems to stretch out into what feels like an eternity. You don’t know what to say, and by the looks of it, your words have also rendered him speechless.

You feel the need to get up and try to reach out to him. To try and make up an excuse that explains why you said it, but your body doesn’t move. You just wait impatiently for him to speak first.

“Please get out.” Ethan says coldly, your heart shattering as you search for any trace of that warmth that used to be in his eyes just seconds ago. But his expression remains neutral and void of emotion. An expression you have never seen before.

“Ethan, please,” Your eyes start getting watery as you plead. Your body finally responds and allows you to stand up and walk closer to him as you put your sweater back on. “Please, I’m sorry.”

There’s a part of you that feels pathetic at the sound of your wavering voice as you ask for forgiveness. An unmistakable desperation in your tone that you wish would disappear and a sharp pain in your heart that you want to ignore.

“I said get out.” You watch as his expression shifts into what you mistake as anger, but it’s nothing more than pure heartbreak.

“Please don’t, let’s talk about this. You can’t just kick me out before we do.” He’s still looking away from you, which makes you feel like your words are being dismissed by him.

“I can, and I will.” Ethan says firmly as he buttons his slacks.

“Come on, did our relationship mean nothing to you?” You say those words as a last attempt to bring him back to his senses. At first, you think it works because he’s finally looking back at you, but what he says next makes it clear that’s not the case.

“We are not in a relationship, we never were.”

“Fine, fuck this shit! I’m tired of just being someone you fuck whenever you’re bored anyway.” You see his whole expression soften at your harsh words. Ethan tries to reach out but you notice he debates on it before letting his hand fall back to his side.

Everything went to shit so quickly with those three little words. The friendship you have been building up for years has just been ruined in less than ten minutes and you have no idea what the fuck you’re supposed to do next.

“You know that’s not what this is! You’re so much more than that, you’re my best friend!” His voice is much gentler than it was, but you don’t notice it because of the anger that’s building up at his words.

“Well, you have a shitty way of showing it. Best friends don’t do whatever the fuck we do!” You turn your back to him and start collecting the rest of your clothes and car keys.

You feel his hand on your shoulder as you dress up, but you shrug it away, “Don’t. I’m listening to you and getting out of here.”

A part of you hopes he’ll go after you, but this is no romcom, so he doesn’t do anything to stop you and lets you leave.

#ethan torchio x reader

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