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gyu-effect · 3 months

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hi!!!! omg i have a fic idea!!!

how about something set during the night when na pd kidnapped svt from their hotel? like the reader joined a member (you choose which one!) on tour and their relationship is a secret for obv reasons but now the nana tour crew has shown up suddenly. how do you think that would go? maybe having to explain to na pd hehe

of course if you choose not to take up this idea thats totally okay!!! i love your writing, it always feels so cozy and warm heh

hope you're safe and happy!

PAIRING || Minghao x Female Reader

GENRES || Fluff, Humour

WARNINGS || none

WORD COUNT || 1.4k

A/N || hi! omg thank you so much im so glad you like my writing it means a lot to me honestly 😭😭 i hope you like this and i chose minghao for this cus lol he was the only one who was disappointed abt the fact he wasn't going to italy with the original team TT

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xu minghao was a calm man. or at least he had considered himself to be calm.

he meditated often, drank tea regularly and tried not to get riled up due petty reasons in life. he wanted to enjoy life peacefully alongside his beloved family, members, fans and you.

but no amount of meditation could have prepared him for this.

one surprise, he could maintain his composure.

two, hard, but still manageable.

but three? three surprises one after the other, all in one night was enough to confuse anyone out of their wits and right now minghao was having a hard time keeping a straight face in front of the camera and trying not to look flabbergasted, at least for your sake. you too looked as dumbfounded as all the members surrounding his bed right now, looking at each other as an uncomfortable silence filled the room.

what the hell had just happened?

all he could remember was lying down to finally get some sleep when his door burst open and the next thing he knew, someone had thrown their arms around him with a “hao!” after your familiar scent hit him, it took him a few seconds to grasp the situation.

because why were you here? weren’t you in south korea?

but then you explained that (while peppering his face with kisses) that you had flown all the way here to surprise him and to spend the rest of the day with him (you tutted that he had been having such a busy schedule that he deserved this date). by now he was mildly aware that while you were looking extremely pretty and happy and smelled good, he was practically naked and still reeked of alcohol.

not that it was a problem but still, he grumbled to you, he would have liked it if he had looked a bit more presentable.

“oh, please.” you had said, jokingly rolling your eyes, “my entire presence should have knocked you out and made you forget that you are naked.”

“sure.” he replied back, pulling you onto his lap. “and i want to kiss you so bad but that would be very rude of me.”

you laughed at his statement and puckered your lips at him, silently asking for a kiss.

and minghao was going to give in, was going to kiss you because it had been so long since he had seen you and it wasn’t until now he realised just how much he missed you when the door to his room burst open the second time that night.

but this time, his members flooded in, freezing when their eyes met the two of yours. you jumped off his lap just before the camera man entered, causing him to have the second heart attack of the day.

“what- what is-” the sputtered, not able to get the words out.

“myungho!” he heard a somewhat familiar voice call him out as he hurriedly buried himself into the covers more. great, now who was going to barge into his room next?

all the sleepiness he had been feeling was completely washed away by the time na pd walked over to him, wrapping an arm around his bare shoulder (the fact that na pd had materialised out of nowhere didn’t even seem to faze him anymore, his head was already spinning too much with the information overload.)

“myungho.” na pd repeated, flashing him a guilty smile and minghao tried to sit up carefully. immediately the sirens in his body began to ring, (as if they had even gone off ever since you came in) because he knew that smile meant that he was going to hear something he didn’t like.

through the corner of his eyes he saw some of his members come closer and crowd around his bed, allowing you to blend in the background as you tried to get across the room, clearly trying to get to the staff.

shit. he had completely forgotten about this. oh god, what was he going to say-

“i lied to you.” na pd continued, clearly thinking the panic in his face was due to the current situation.

“huh?” he asked.

“i lied to you. you’re not going to italy with jun alone.” na pd repeated.

“oh.” was all he could manage to say. no sooner had the words left the pd’s mouth, disappointment had hit him really hard but years of being an idol had trained him to keep a straight face.

but with the way the night had been proceeding he supposed he wasn’t doing that good job of masking his emotions because the pd’s giggled. “i’m so sorry, myungho. but you’re going to italy with your members instead. and you’re leaving right now.”

“right now?” was all he registered and like an idiot his eyes darted across the room to look at you because all he could remember was the surprise date you had planned for the two of you, just as seungcheol had grabbed your arm to pull you out of the room as quietly as he could. and along with his eye movement so did the camera move, towards the two of you, and of course na pd had to look at where he was looking.

“oh! and you are?” he asked, as seungcheol and you smiled back awkwardly.

“i’m, uh, i’m the-”

“staff!” seungkwan butted in and for the millionth time in his life, minghao was thankful to his members. he was sure that they were as flustered as him about this sudden change in schedule and you suddenly appearing him must have thrown them off track even more.

“yeah, i’m the staff. hahaha, i was just checking on minghao…um, because…” you began, clearly not sure where your lie was going.

minghao had never wished to turn back time more than now. if only he had pushed you under his bed or something-

“she’s the closest staff, actually! she’s even closer to us than our manager!” mingyu added, smiling almost naturally and walking over to you.

“i see.” na pd said, as though trying to assess whether or not he should ask more questions or not. “so uh, why are you dressed so prettily late at night?”

“oh, i’m not invited to italy?” you asked with a laugh. minghao felt his heart flip at your expression, loving the way you had got your wits back and had managed to dodge the question. he could see you were still scared from the way you were clutching seungcheol’s hand but you looked so calm and confident he felt he had fallen in love with you all over again.

“then um, should we meet at the lobby in three minutes?” na pd asked, clearly getting the hints now. then turning back to minghao, he said. “sorry, myungho. get ready and come quickly, okay? i promise you won’t regret it.”

he wasn’t sure if the sorry was because he wouldn’t be going to italy for the previous program he was supposed to be in or because na pd had realised you were his girlfriend and had very obviously come all the way to surprise him.

but he didn’t have time to think much about it as all the other members rushed out to get ready, leaving only you and him alone in the room but you too were pulling the sheets off his body as you pulled him out of the bed.

“go, go, go! you have only three minutes!” you said, pushing him into the bathroom. “i’ll get your clothes!”

“baby, wait.” he called out, forcing you to pause and look at him. “i love you.”

you tilted your head in slight confusion, but smiled at him nonetheless before saying, “i love you too.”

“no, i-” he said, stepping out of the bathroom to hold your hand. “i love you so much, baby. you planned so much for us and i can’t even go out with you now. and yet, you’re helping me out. you have every right to be mad-”

“hush, what are you talking about, hao?” you said. “you’re an idol, such things can happen! i’ll admit i was really taken aback and bummed out a bit, but hey, you’re going to italy! you were dying about this trip, remember? how can i be upset about it then, huh?”

“but that was with jun and the seniors” he grumbled.

“and now you’re going with your members. that’s even better!”

“i suppose. but our date-”

“we’ll have it once you come back, okay?” you said, kissing him on his lips. minghao wondered what he had done to end up with you.

“i love you so much, baby.”

#╼ 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒 #╼ [𝟏𝟎:𝟑𝟔]#╼ 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐒 #caratlibrary #seventeen x reader #the8 x reader #xu minghao x reader #minghao x reader #seventeen fluff #minghao fluff #xu minghao fluff #the8 fluff

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instant-delusions · 3 months

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OH MY GOSH are you a rafayel lover too 😭 i swear, i love him so much! and im happy that l&ds comnunity is growing here that a new ff of raffy is posted everyday when i refresh the tags! im glad u seem enthusiastic to accept requests 😔 my raffy brainrot is so bad i need my fix!

can i request? we know rafayel has some sort of "abandonment issues" and we know where it stems from and how it manifests (where he says mc can do what they want as long as they come back to him or let him know what they're doing 😭) and imagine that mc GENUINELY forgets bc she's tired from all the work as a hunter, and when she meets raffy again, he's quiet and she's trying to prod a word out of him but he won't budge cuz he's hurt 😭 and u can go on from there! aargh i love hurt/comfort so much.

happy valentines!! (in advance) 😔🎊🎂

YES rafa is my babygirl. my muse. my glubglubglub. my everything. HE'S SUPER RELATABLE TOO ??? HELP my abandonment issues are literally the same, I'm almost offended 😭😭💔 tysm for the request & happy early valentinesss 💓💓💓

ʟᴏ$ᴇʀ=ʟ♡ᴠᴇʀ !

rafayel x reader

cw: burn-out like symptoms, wounds/blood, arguing, cursing, hurt & comfort

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6:00 a.m., you skimmed over rafayel's last message and told yourself to reply later - of course, as fate does, a super strong wanderer appeared which occupied you for an excruciating, multiple hour long fight. it was night when you returned home, stripping off your uniform and throwing your gun on the kitchen counter. You barely made it to bed, soaking your sheets in a bit of blood before completely passing out.

it was noon when you woke up again and evening when you were done with your report and bandaging your wound. finally, you were able to check your phone, and it doomed on you. rafayel's message stayed unreplied. you scrolled down his other three texts.

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11am rafa: are u ok?

12am rafa: (y/n), can I come over?

1pm: are u serious? not this again.

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you furrowed your eyebrows in regret, but exhaled painfully right after. your wound opened again.

you were forced on another, quicker mission that night, but it still left you exhausted, your former wound nagging at you still. once again you came home late, passed out, and woke up around noon. opening your phone, there were no new messages.

quickly, you pressed the call button and were shocked to find the artist wasn't picking up.

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5:00 pm y/n: hey, sry rafayel. work has been a lot lately.

5:01 pm y/n: I'm rlly sorry

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wincing, you sat down, your heart beating anxiously for some reason. 'what if this is it? I broke his promise. there's no reason for him to stay. it's fair, but I need him around. because...'

because you like him. it's selfish, you want him around although you barely fill his needs. suddenly, a very familiar dark cloud forms in your stomach and you feel depressed. deeming another relationship ruined by your work, you open social media to drown out the silence.

several hours passed until a knock at your door ripped you out your daze. quickly, you got up and open it. "rafayel." you say, his name coming out almost like a sigh of relief before you could register it. he was dressed in his white shirt, and white pants adorned with an intricate silver belt - he looked put together as always. you, on the other hand, were in an oversized tee, messy hair and deep eyebags with chapped lips. "hi." he simply greeted, making his way into your apartment.

you followed him, breathing anxiously at his unreadable aura. "listen, rafayel - I'm sorry, I wanted to reply and text you but.."

"you forgot." he replied, crossing his arms. there was a look of hurt and disappointment in his face. "it's not that simple." you argued, breathing in to continue, but he emotionally cut you off. "it is, though. (y/n), if you'd like me enough, a simple task like keeping me updated would be easy."

"rafayel. I like you, I like you a lot but..." you breathed in deeply, the harshness of his words getting to you enough to make your eyes teary. defeated, you sat down on your couch, burying your face in your hands. "these past days have been a lot, I could barely take care of myself and most of the time I was either fighting, passed out or tending to my wounds..." you trailed off weakly - due to your eyes being covered, you couldn't see rafayel's eyebrows raising in shock at your reaction, his arms slowly sinking.

"I swear if I'd have a normal life, I'd text you regularly, but it's not." slowly, you raise your head to meet his eyes - yours were puffy and red, tears streamed down your face. rafayel stayed silent, waiting for you to continue.

"it'd be selfish of me to wish for you to stick by me while i don't fulfill your needs, i know i'm not a good...friend. I try to do my best, rafa. you mean a lot to me, but i understand if you want to leave. you deserve someone better."

at this point, tears were streaming down your face freely, and soft sobs escaped your throat. rafayel lowered his gaze, afraid he'd sink to his knees and beg for forgiveness instead. after a while, he sat next to you, slowly intertwining his fingers with yours and brushing his thumb across your hand as he watched your body move with your sobs. "(Y/N), there is not a single part of you that is selfish."

gently, he holds your cheek and makes you look at him. his hand remains there as he continues talking.

"rather, it is me who is selfish. i crave your attention and validation, and feel hurt if i don't receive it. i'm sorry for being petty, i should've come over sooner. and..."

rafayel moves his hand to wipe away your tears and softly kisses your forehead, he smiles as he hears you breathe out softly.

"i could never bring it over my heart to part from you."

you gaze into his rich, magenta eyes and feel your heartstrings pull towards him. it's as if there were a bridge between your chests. closing your eyes, you feel your love for him blooming in the valleys of your bloodstream and bubbling out of your skin, and it weirdly feels as old as millenia, as if you'd known this love all your life, and all the lives you lived before.

"i'm glad." you smiled wobbly, "i feel the same." with a sigh, you leaned your head on his shoulder and let your body relax.

"i dunno how to feel about you calling us 'friends', though."

#love and deepspace x reader #love and deepspace #lads #rafayel #love and deepspace rafayel #lads rafayel #rafayel x reader #lads rafayel x reader #love and deepspace rafayel x reader

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melonmilkshake · 1 month

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WE ARE SO BACK IM GLAD UR TAKING REQ AGAIN!! Ima js request the same thing before it sadly got deleted T^T

To make it short… puppy Randal and (fem) kitty reader (I think this concept is hybrids?) the point is they’re both in heat but like Randal is going through it like 10x worse and does not hold back at all. They don’t have to have tails if u don’t want to js at least the ears obv :3 but sum extras I’d like to see is maybe breeding kink, belly bulge (yk like when we see the outline when it’s inside us..:3) and manhandling ^^

Anything else is up to u honestly js no gore pls

(´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

AGAIN SO GLAD UR BACK!! -🧛🏽‍♀️

Randal Ivory x reader

Smut

She/her | Female

(Randal does have a tail in this and dog ears so does reader!!)

TW: doggy style, nibbling, nipple play, breeding, and belly bulge

Randal is your loving boyfriend and when it comes to being a couple you should help each other out! Even if by helping means Randal wants to fuck you.

Last oneshot for tonight and yes I will re upload a oneshot from my wattpad. A new oneshot for tomorrow probably.

ALSO NOT REALLY PROOF READ

Your boyfriend can be restless sometimes. Despite your calm cat like demeanor he still likes to play with you. He likes pouncing, nipping, and licking you any chance he gets.

Even if you both were different types of hybrids it didn't matter. You both loved each other so much to the point where no one could tell you, you both couldn't be together.

Everything that you do is mostly wholesome and loving and today was nothing different... or so you thought. You could hear slight whimpering and moaning sounds coming from your room. It sounded like Randal..

You knew he was very horny and touchy nowadays always stealing your stuff and masturbating because he wants to mate. You slowly opened the door and your jaw dropped.

Randal was humping your pillow completely naked. His tail was wagging fastly while he humped it on your bed. You could tell he had already came a few times by the wet spots on your sheets, blankets, and a few on your plushies.

The second he heard the door creak he completely stopped. His puppy ears went down and he stopped wagging his tail. A confused purr came out of your mouth seeing him so disappointed and upset over the fact he was caught.

You stood in the middle of your room staring at him. He quickly got on his knees infront of you and looked at the ground. He whimpered and sniffled hoping you'd forgive him. You snapped your fingers making him look up at you.

The whole time you spoke his eyes kept on lingering to your breasts they just looked so good in that tight shirt you wore. He wagged his tail staring at them of course not paying attention to your words.

If it wasn't for this stupid mating season you both go through he wouldn't be like this... no he still would be but less distracted. You gave a sharp whistle and Randal's puppy ears perked up as he stared at you flustered.

"My eyes are up here." You spoke and flicked his forehead. He sniffled and gave you a puppy eyed plead but you never gave into it. You purred softly while your tail moved side to side.

"Whats wrong? You knew you were being a bad boy." You said with a small sigh as you turned around to leave but you couldn't even take one step before Randal stood behind you and squeezed your boobs. You were taken aback by the sudden grab and didn't know what to do.

His dick was pressed up against your ass, slightly rubbing up against it. His fingers pinched your nipples through the thin fabric of your shirt making you jolt.

He twisted them eagerly while small whimpers came out of your mouth. You could feel your panties already becoming wet from his touch. "I love you and I want you. Please gimme what I want." He whimpered and nuzzled his head up against your cheek. You nodded hesitatiantly and he wagged his tail.

"Sit. I need to take off my clothes." You ordered him and started getting undressed but when you were finished he admittedly pounced on you taking one of your nipples into his mouth. He sucked on it and wagged his tail while playing with your other nipple.

You moaned at his sudden assult on your breasts but didn't stop him. He nipped at your breasts and neck pulling and licking at your skin before you knew it he made you lay on the ground ass up while pounding into you. His hand was gripping a fistful of your hair while he thrusted fast. He was moaning and whimpering both of yours sounds mixed together while his balls hit up against you.

With a shaky moan he came in you, your whole body was trembling from him fucking you but oh he wasn't finished yet. He flipped you over onto your back and forced your legs open. He stared at the large amount of cum leaking out of your tight hole. He suddenly pushed his cock back in you making you squirm under him.

He kept on mumbling things in your ear like "m'gonna get you pregnant", "you're gonna have my babies", "You're gonna give birth to my puppies." He was obviously very into the mood and you could tell by bulge in your stomach from his cock. It was big and a obvious sign of his of his arousal. You were gonna be here for a long time and you knew it.

#randal ivory x reader #randal ivory x yn #ranfren oneshots #ranfren x reader #ranfren x yn #smut #oneshots #fanfic #randal ivory oneshot

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alonetimelover · 11 months

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pairing: Harry Styles x tennis player!reader

summary: "Can't hear the haters when you're slaying"

tennis player!reader

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harryupdates Harry and YN were spotted in London yesterday! via emglishmanharry

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ynupdates glad to see yn well rested before the big paris!!

harrysmoustache he looks SOOOOOO good, man

harryshoee they are such a handsome couple, i literally can't take it anymore

tennisfan01 walkover in Italy to have a longer vacation? very professional of her

tennisfan92 here you have an example of why she's losing so much lately

tennisfan101 choosing a boy instead of your job??? classy

ynhater professional player only in billboards

ynhater16 she's becoming more of a celebrity than a tennis player, you can now see what she's really after 💸

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ynupdates I really don't know if I should write this... This photo is from YN's practice in Paris today. She broke down crying after multiple people from the audience kept calling her names, howling and disturbing. Those people were just a percentage of the ones that are actively judging her on the internet. And it is NOT okay. And it will never be. Some people should stay at home and keep shouting at their TV, leaving this lovely young woman to live HER life the way SHE wants to. She doesn't owe you anything. Treat her the way you'd like to be treated, with respect and kindness.

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harryupdates couldn't have said it better

ynshands i hate those people, who do they think they are???

ynsmybestie i actually broke down crying with her, it was heartbreaking to see and hear

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harrysmoustache after years of listening to Harry, i got to see him live. yes, this show was different. Yes, he was disappointed and angry. yes, he wasn't his usual bubbly smiley self. am I going to complain? no. he had a reason to be and its okay. I still listened to my favourite song (fine line) and forgot about my problems. thank you, harrystyles

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harrynewfan hi, im a new fan and don't know what is happening in the fandom yet. could someone explain?

⤷ ynsmybestie harry is in a relationship with YN YSN. and right now, she is receiving a lot of hate because of losing tournaments and taking a break. its all over twitter (she's been trending for a week now)

ynupdates it seems that the situation really got to him. it's so sad to see

ynsmybestie i hope they are okay. i fear them breaking up, like man.... i can't think about it, imma cry

harryshoee did any of you miss what he said on stage???

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emily saw harry ♡ | harryno1fan

here's a thread of what harry said today concerning the outrageous comments about yn

1) "Your sign says: "I was bullied into changing myself. You helped me find the way back." First of all, you did it yourself because you are the strong individual. Secondly, I hope that those bullies learnt how to use their ability to communicate, right? This show is not a safe place for bullies, any bullies. Treat people with kindness."

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emily saw harry ♡ | harryno1fan

2) Right before singing Fine Line: If I may have your attention, please! This song has been very special for a person close to me lately, and I'd like to dedicate it to her. Uhmm, sometimes when life gets hard and everyone seems to be against you, there - there is someone still for you, believing in you. This is for you."

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emily saw harry ♡ | harryno1fan

3) After seeing the sign *are you coming to the Roland Garros?* "am I going? of course i am. my girlfriend is defending her title there. of course, I'm gonna be there! what a ridiculous question *laughing*. are you coming? you are. i hope to see you there. she loves the support even though she doesn't want to admit to it."

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emily saw harry ♡ | harryno1fan

4) when there were five signs about yn next to each other: "did you coordinate that? no? you don't know each other! that's great! why are you writing signs about someone else on MY concert, hmm? I'm sorry, what? oh, you want to show your support. that's great. that's lovely. I think yn would love to see it. May I take a picture of you guys?"

and he did take a picture of them!!!!

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harry LOT | harryupdates

this concert was very different and I think everyone needed it. harry made a clear statement: there is no place for hate and cruelty that people put YN through. and i thank him for that, really. what a great man.

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yn my queen | ilovetennis

i am glad that Harry finally spoke up against it

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ynupdates YN via IG stories! thankfully the first round went easy and she's waiting for tomorrow's opponent. can't wait to see another match!

also, yes, i am disabling the comments because haters didn't learn anything.

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harryupdates HARRY posing for pictures tonight!

edit: the sign said "pose as if yn is taking a picture of you"

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harryshoee this show is looking very promising and we're just few minutes in!!!!

hArrysbtch babes, he looks cuuuuuute

ynsmybestie im in love

yntennisqueen im beginning to like him

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seeing harry tonight | harryontour

"she's in paris, cause she's defending her Roland Garros title. and she's in the arena to define if I'm a better performer than Taylor Swift. baby, what's the verdict?"

when i tell you i screamed. sorry, screeched at him, i bet if he heard he would think I was possessed.

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lily loves harry | lilyamazing

and then they showed yn screaming "you know im a swiftie!" i love this woman

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seeing harry tonight | harryontour

the fucking update I have guys...

Harry: your sign says "have you listened to midnights?" have I listened to midnights?! who do you think I am? midnights? pfff. *after a little pause* yes. yes, I did. my girlfriend loooooves it.

and then he walked off singing: karma is my boyfriend, karma is a god, karma is the breeze in my hair on the weekend

I LOVE HIM

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harry and tay | midnightsqueen

he's a karma stan, slay king!!!!

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andrew is right | billhater

oh, so she's going to concerts the night before a match. no wonder she's losing so much.

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ynupdates couldn't imagine having a better response to the haters. yn ysn everybody!

edit: what in the fuck is harry styles doing on my profile??? wtf is yn doing here as well???

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harryupdates👏 this 👏 is 👏 how 👏 you do it 👏

harrystyles can't here the haters when you're slaying

⤷ yourinstagram oh god, harry xD

⤷ ynsmybestie wtf are you doing here guys????

⤷ harryupdates couldn't imagine my Friday going any better, my life is made, I can die happily

⤷ yourinstagram please don't, im going to sue harry if you do

ynsmymama this match was everything. she IS the leader

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harrystyles #22 ❤️🎂

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yourinstagram i don't know about you, but I'm feeling 22!

thank you for all the birthday wishes, i love you all ❤️

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harrystyles happy birthday, baby ❤️❤️

taylorswift and it looks good on you! Happy birthday, YN!

⤷ yourinstagram no way

⤷ yourinstagram thank you so much!!! i love you!!!

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radical-ghostface · 11 months

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Missing Time Pt.2

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Here it is yall, the very unexpectedly highly requested soft part 2 to this request i got.

How do you think Sebastian would react after getting released/escaping Azkaban and finding out MC was pregnant when he got sent away?

Warings: none. It's pretty fluffy.

Obvious implied Sebastian x MC

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It had been roughly a little over 2 weeks since Sebastian decided to try to be a part of his daughter, MC, and Ominis' little life. But he still couldn't muster to walk up the steps and knock on the door. He was scared they wouldn't want him. That they would be frightened of him. That they wouldn't forgive him for what he'd done.

So he took every fleeting moment possible to talk to his daughter in secret. He knew he should teach her better than to talk to strangers, but he wasn't just some stranger or old family friend. Of course, she didn't know that just yet.

He found himself afraid to tell her, terrified that she would be disappointed this was the father she had been waiting for her whole life. He felt unworthy. That she deserved better than him, despite how desperately he wanted to be that father for her.

So, instead of telling her the truth, he decided to just be her friend. Have little chats with her, still under the guise of being a 'family friend', which wasn't exactly a lie. He just didn't tell her he was technically a part of said family.

He knew how wrong that seemed, but this was his daughter. He had the right to get to know her, and he wasn't ready to insert himself into their lives completely. Not just yet.

Today was different from the rest. Today, little Anne found him while he was sitting at the edge of a dock near their home. It was just far enough away, so he didn't seem suspicious.

"Hey! Im so glad i found you!" She grinned, running up to him

He chuckled "found me?"

"Yes! I've been looking for you all over!" She beamed excitedly."I have something for you"

"What? For me?" He smiled at her softly

"Yeah, it's just a little something I made," she said timidly. "I really hope you like it"

Sebastian watched as she pulled a little ring out of her pocket. She smiled at it fondly and held it out to him. He took it from her with gentle hands.

Upon inspection, he saw that it was beautifully handcrafted with vines and branches. They all swirled around each other so intricately, so perfectly. He was astounded by how well it was made. She was already so talented, and his heart absolutely swelled.

"You.. made this? For me?" Tears pricked and the corners of his eyes, but he quickly blinked them away. Not wanting to have to explain why this was making him so emotional.

"Well, I was out exploring, and I saw some pretty green branches, and for some reason, it made me think of you." she smiled at him warmly, "and then I had this idea to -"

"Anne?! Anne, where are you?"

Sebastian heard a familiar panicked voice cut their conversation short.

He completely froze. Not daring to move and inch as a wave of fear washed over him

"Anne Sallow, where did you run off to?!"

His heart skipped a beat, and he finally turned to look at the source of the voice. Anne Sallow. She gave her his last name.

"There you are! How many times have I told you not to -"

They finally noticed his presence, turning towards him with an unsure look. It was as if they were deciding whether or not it was actually him.

"Sebastian..?"

Sebastian took a moment to gather himself. Going over the words he'd practiced a million times in his head. But none of those words came out. All that did was a simple

"Hello, Ominis."

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gogotti · 1 year

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Welcome Home Michael - NSFW - AFAB Reader

I swear you will only catch me using Rz!Michael gifs cause this man is so fucking FINEEEE lmfao

Anyway, I posted this fic a while back, but Im reposting it cause I felt like it deserves the spotlight again, and also, it was posted wrong lmfao. WARNINGS - smut, kissing, he goes down on you, maskless but no description, mentions of blood; you get a little cut, happy ending!

You were up late, and as you stood against the kitchen counter scrolling through your phone you realized this wasn't normal. You sat silently in the kitchen of your home, waiting for your special guest to arrive. It seemed like he was running late. You knew better than to rush Michael Myers, but sometimes you wished that you could. Sometimes you wished you could just text him and let him know that you were gonna lock the door, the key would be hidden under some plant because you could not afford to keep replacing the door when he decided he wanted to break in.

You heard a shuffle outside, and suddenly the door flew open, lightly slamming against the wall that was behind it. You didn't bother moving, only looking over your shoulder at him as he closed the door behind himself, quickly locking it only because he knows that you prefer it. He doesn't understand why you care so much, if someone dared to break into your house he’d gladly kill them, but it made you happy so he did it.

He wasn't happy, that you could see clearly. He was covered in less gore than normal, which meant he didn't achieve his goal for the night and as a result, you had to deal with a murderously horny 27-year-old who can't express himself properly.

He trapped you against the counter and pulled your body closer to his, his hands enveloping your hips and his body completely engulfing yours, and you hummed at his warmth. “Welcome home Mikey.”

He didn't respond, but the way he pressed himself against you, grinding his hips into your behind, let you know that he was glad to be home. He slipped his left hand under your tank top, letting it settle on your stomach while the other hand moved upwards, cupping your breast in his hand. He didn't like the fact that you had a bra on, and in one swift movement, he broke it, tearing the material off of your body. You hummed, disappointed but didn't protest. You let him palm at your breast, eventually bringing his other hand up to do the same. He suddenly huffed, positioning himself properly and beginning to dry hump you, his sloppy and rough thrusts causing the handle on one of the lower cabinets to pinch into your skin in a way that stung.

You were used to him putting you in awkward positions, so you didn't bother trying to adjust yourself as that would mean fighting against him. Like this, growling as he grinds himself against you roughly and impatiently, fighting back against him would be stupid and it would have been a death wish in the early stages of your arrangement.

That's what it had started as; an arrangement formed through a simple bargain for your life. He had broken into your home for the first time that night and had caught you masturbating. He stood there, his big lumbering form standing in your doorway going completely unnoticed by you as you pleasured yourself. The only reason he didn't kill you right away was his curiosity, which you fed by opening your legs further once you noticed him and allowing him to see you entirely. He would come back the next day, while you were wrapped in a blanket hunched over your Pc and desperately trying to finish the last bit of work your boss dropped on top of you last minute. He stood in the doorway, after breaking down the door downstairs, and waited. He only watched you for a small amount of time because soon enough he was barreling toward you and grabbing you by the throat, lifting you, and carrying you to your bedroom. You got the message pretty fast, as he stood back in the doorway after tossing you on the bed, staring at you like he did that night. You seemed to move too slow for him as he growled at you, slapping his foot down on the wood of your floor as if you were some rodent and he wanted to shoo you away.

You had obeyed him, quicker this time, and positioned yourself on the bed, mimicking everything you had done, including the half an hour of edging you had done beforehand. He seemed to enjoy that, as he inched closer and closer to you with each denial until finally, he was hovering over you, watching as you finally came with a scream. A scream Michael hadn’t heard before, so it completely enamored him. He would become just as obsessed with hearing that noise from you as he was with killing. He wouldn't bother trying to make others make that noise because you knew exactly what he wanted when he showed up in your doorway, staring at you with his head tilted.

His hips finally studdered and his movement stopped, he had taken a liking to edging pretty quickly, but only rarely was he the one being edged. You would have to catch him tired, and probably covered in way more blood than you wanted on your bedsheets, to be able to edge him successfully. His grunts, groans, and *growls* were like a treat to you now, and you would drag out that moment until he threatened you with a look that you ignored, until he would painfully grab your ass if you didn't make him cum sooner rather than later.

He grabbed your sweatpants and pulled them down, and you sighed in relief as you realized that he wasn't in one of his clothes-ripping moods. He used his foot to push your feet together, keeping your legs stuck together in one spot, and positioned himself at your hole, sliding his cock between your lips a bit and brushing against your clit, causing you to let out the breath you didn't know you were holding. He kept doing that, knowing that he was slowly building up that feeling in your core, before sliding in and placing his hands on your hips. He wasn't in a patient mood as he immediately started thrusting roughly, the sound of his overalls slapping against your bare ass filled the kitchen. You were not prepared and a painful yelp ripped from your throat, causing Michael to fuck into you harder. He pushed you down against the counter, his powerful grip secured you down and you winced in pain at the angle he had you in.

Besides the pain, you felt good, so fucking good. The feeling of his cock roughly stretching you with each thrust and the stinging of the drag as he quickly pulled himself out of you, just to repeat the so painful but eye-rolling rhythm. You couldn't help but scream, struggling to find a purchase on the wall as you desperately tried to fuck back into him. He noticed immediately, pushing you further into the counter, fucking you hard, and causing the edge to slowly but surely rip into your skin, adding an extra layer of pain into the mix. You hissed when the pain finally caught up to your senses, but you knew you couldn't do anything. You cried out as he pushed you against the counter harder, your body painfully squished in between and he was cumming, grunting like a wild animal and thrusting sloppily. You couldn't help but find a sick pleasure in that pain, and each thrust that drove the edge of the cabinet into you caused a small spark of pleasure to make its way to your core like electricity. After a while, he began quickly driving into you, and you knew he was riding that high of overstimulation, his thrusts were rough and very sloppy, but they drove you to the edge of orgasming. You struggled but you managed to grab him and he turned you, at an uncomfortable angle, so that you could look at him. He didn't stop thrusting, and through rough movement, you were able to get out a loud, pitiful whine and a “Gonna cum… Please Mikey, God, I'm gonna cum…”, to spill from your mouth.

You clenched hard around his cock, Michael’s, and your cum spilled down your legs and pooled in your sweatpants. He didn't stop as you came, and you couldn't help but wail at the feeling, his cock roughly pistoning in and out until he was cumming deep in you again, and you felt the thick load get pushed out of you with his slowing movements that eventually came to a halt. You both were breathing heavily, and now it was time for a rarely-seen part of Michael to worm its way out of the gruff man.

He gently pulled out of you, making sure to watch the cum spill out of you before standing you up and resting you against the counter facing him. You don't know when he took off the mask but you were glad that he did, because after staring at you for a while he leaned in and kissed you. Michael Myers is not a very touchy-feely man, but every once in a while he’ll come home, fuck your brains out and then cuddle with you afterward. You know it's the way he shows affection when he can actually figure out *how* to show it, it's how he shows you how he’s grateful he gets an actual meal now, and how he's grateful he gets to release his frustrations into you. He grabbed onto your neck to bring you chest to chest with him as you two kissed but relaxing your body as he supported you wasn't the best idea. The pain settled in and you hissed. Michael let you go, gently moving you away so that you could lift your shirt and show him the bleeding wound on your stomach.

He lowered himself to the wound and licked it clean, licking up the blood that spilled from the wound and trailed downwards. He pulled your sweatpants down further and opened your legs, cleaning the cum that had spilled out of you and down your thighs, he continued upwards until, suddenly, his lips latched onto your clit. You yelped, grabbing onto his head and lightly pushing him away.

“Michael! Michael, wait! I can’t…”

He obviously didn't listen and continued, his tongue roughly flicking at your clit and occasionally dipping into your hole to taste you and roughly tongue fuck you a bit until you were shaking and whimpering, begging him to stop yet in the same breath begging him to keep going. You curled your body around Michael as you came and you heard the obscene slurping noises Michael was making as you came on his face.

Out of the high-pitched moans and your squirms, it took a loud, “MICHAEL!” to get him to stop. He pulled away, watching you struggle to catch your breath from his position on his knees. You breathed deeply, placing your hand on his wet and cum covered cheek and smiling at him. He huffed, rolling his eyes and standing but reaching over to kiss you on the forehead while he tucked himself away.

You laughed as he picked you up and took you upstairs, dropping you off in your bedroom and leaving for the guest bedroom to clean. You limped off to the bathroom and sat on the toilet as you started the bath. You knew Michael would be back, so you set up a bath for the two of you, lighting some candles that you enjoyed but knew Michael would end up snuffing out because they reminded him of Smiths Grove. You settled in the bath, the warm water soothing your sore muscles instantly. You could hear Michael make his way into the bathroom, so you moved up a bit, waiting for him to settle in and grab your hips, adjusting you so that he was comfortable.

You rested your head against him, causing him to groan lightly, annoyed. You smile and closed your eyes, ignoring his little attitude as he wraps his arms around you, resting his head against the wall. You wouldn’t have guessed you'd be taking a bath with a murderer, especially Michael Myers, but here you were, comfortably leaning against him and relaxing in the hot water of the bath.

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obey-me-disaster · 1 year

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hey im the gal who requested ya write the whole, mc dies and doesnt come back thing. i just read the first part and i gotta say it was really well written lol. and if you dont mind, could i ask for the side characters' reaction?

thanks :yellow_heart:

I am glad you liked the first part ^-^

Spoilers for lesson 16!!

Warnings: death and description of it, grieving.

Side characters x gn!MC(Luke is of course platonic)

MC stays dead for good

Diavolo

He was aware he was most likely sending MC to their death but he still held onto the hope that they will make it out alive. They have been doing so well until that point, managed to get pacts with over half of the brothers, but unfortunately, fate had other plans for them.

He will beat himself over this whole affair for a long time. Not only did the exchange program failed, but he also let down a friend and led them to their own death.

He got so carried away when MC said they want to prove that Belphegor was innocent that he forgot they were only human. They didn't have a grasp on how to use their magic and pacts.

This failure as both a ruler and a friend will always live in the back of his head. That day he failed multiple people and he was the one that had to tell them there is no saving MC in the end. The only thing worse than the memory of MC's corpse being craddled gently by Mammon were the defeated looks of all the brothers.

Belphegor should count himself lucky he is not killed on the spot. All of Diavolo's hard work went down the drain in one night. It would probably take another 2000 years before he could even attempt peace between the three world again. The only reason Belphegor is only locked up and not killed is because of the brothers. He will have to deal with political fallout that MC's death would bring, he can't deal with the chaos the brothers would rise if he were to kill Belphegor.

Barbatos

He knew this would happen yet he still hoped that MC would make it out alive, there are timelines where they do that after all.

In the end, he didn't get his hopes up and he was grateful for that. The sight of their corpse, the looks on the brother's faces, even the disappointed and sadness on Diavolo's face, he was able to keep his calm demeanor through all of that.

He was the one that dealt with all the details that about proceedings after MC's death. Their families would have to be informed but still hide all of the details about the exchange, Belphegor's imprisonment and standing by Diavolo's side as the consequences begind to follow.

He didn't get the opportunity to get close to MC and for that he was glad. It was easier to deal with their death and the fact that they were never coming back.

The only thing that bothered him is when he would see them happy and healthy in other timelines. That's when all the 'what if?' question would pop up in his mind. But in the end those were not his timelines. He knew better than to indulge in worlds that he did not belong to after living with his powers for so long.

Simeon

He only found out days after MC's actual death but he felt something was deeply wrong even before that. Neither the brothers, nor Diavolo and Barbatos would show up to school and he couldn't reach MC.

When he heard that MC died he thought it was at the hands of a lower demon. He didn't know the whole attic ordeal so that was the only logical explanation at the moment.

When he learned the whole truth, he wasn't sure if he would have preferred to live in ignorance or not. It really shaken his perception of the brothers for a bit, after all he knew Belphie since he was an angel. To find out that the angel that loved humans so much turned into a demon that hated humanity was quite the shock to him.

He insisted to remain for MC's funeral. He wasn't there for their last moments, so he wants to be there when their soul is sent off to the Celestial Realm.

He tries hide how much MC's death hurt him from Luke. He is young and just lost someone, so Simeon tries to be there for him before the tries to work through his feelings.

He really saw MC as someone to cherish and even look up, often times referring to how they would make a better angel than him. To him they seemed so untouchable that he forgot how humans with no control of their magic could be.

Luke

All the progress he made about seeing demons in a better light is gone. He even sees them as bigger monsters than before.

Poor kid really looked up to MC as an older sibling figure so to hear that they have died broke him. Since he wasn't alive through the wars, MC's death was probably the first violent death he had ever have to deal with. Maybe MC the first person in his life to even die.

He is aware that Simeon is pushing his feelings aside for him and he hates but doesn't know how to deal with these knew feelings so he just accepts his help.

Will probably bake MC's favorite deserts in their memory...poor kid isn't really sure on how to deal when loved ones die, especially when they are murdered.

Solomon

If MC died at the begging of the exchange program he wouldn't have been surprised, it's Devildom after all. But not only did they not die, they made 5 pacts with the lords of Hell and managed to sneak their way into his life.

He wasn't expecting that he would get so attached to his fellow human exchange but they did. So when things started to change about the brothers he started to expect the worst.

He knew there would come a day when MC would leave him for good and die, all the people in his life did that but he didn't expect for that time to come so soon. Especially in such a cruel manner.

MC was the one that made him see demons as friends, and while not all the progress is gone he will still need to take some time for himself.

He has done it 1000 times over the course of his life span, he dealt with the death of his loved ones more than he would like yet, it's still never easy to get used to their presence being gone. Especially when it's so out of nowhere.

For quite a while he doesn't even dare to try and make a pact with Lucifer. Is it due to MC's memory, knowing that he won't get a pact in those circumstances? He isn't really sure, he just knows he wants to throw himself into his research to distract himself from the wound MC's death left in his heart.

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crucifiedfaerie · 1 month

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Nicotine Stains | Pt. 2 ༉₊˚✧

Modern!Kylo x Fem!Reader AU

➴ Summary: As your relationship with Kylo grows behind closed doors, so does your worry and confusion about what exactly you are to him.

➴ Part One

➴ Word Count: 5.2k

➴ Warnings: 18+ MDNI, fem!reader, dom!kylo, modern!delinquent!kylo au, smoking, swearing, quite a bit of angst, kylo is a stupid man who doesn't know how real relationships work apparently, he also doesn't know what communication is, reader is in her head about it, mutual pining, finnpoe my loves make an appearance (its canon to me idgaf), fluff, kinda hurt with comfort, SMUT (unprotected PiV sex, car sex, softdom!kylo, kinda breeding kink ?? oops), typos probably

➴ Taglist: ( @enviedear @capitanostella @teapartydreams @beautifulbluejay @mochiseni )

A/N: im alive !!!!! holy shit i promised this would be out in like november. oops. the writers block has been so real im sorry. now that i have this out though, chapter two of growing pains will be coming next !! i promise i didn't abandon that.... anyways i hope you enjoy !!

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You impatiently sat, knees tucked beneath you and head resting on the back of your family’s couch so you could look out the window. The men in your life had been away for a week and a half, and while you couldn't deny having Finn out of your hair for once was like a peaceful vacation in itself, you missed Kylo like crazy. Having to look at his sleek, black Charger parked in front of your house every time you looked out of your window didn't necessarily help either.

When he told you Finn had asked him to tag along on their annual camping trip, you couldn't help but laugh. The image of Kylo trying to fit his tall, broad frame into a tiny shared tent with your father and brother was too hilarious to you.

"What’s so funny, kid?" He had laughed back at you.

Usually, Poe was the one to go on those trips with your brother and father, but with him away at pilot school, Finn had been lonely recently. He wasn't expecting himself to take it so hard, but gods did he miss Poe. Despite missing Kylo, you were glad he agreed to go and keep Finn company. Your father, of course, was also overjoyed to hear that Kylo would be joining.

Your eyes lit up as your father's beat-up car pulled into the driveway. You watched as they unpacked the car and exchanged words you couldn't hear before Kylo parted ways and headed to his car with his bag hanging off his shoulder. When he reached the driver's side door, he noticed you in the window and gave you a subtle wink before getting into the Charger and pulling away.

Part of you was expecting... hoping for him to come in, but you should have known he wouldn't. It's not like your family knew of your weird relationship that had been blossoming for the past month. You couldn't help but still feel a little disappointed, you hoped maybe he would have just said fuck it and come in and kissed you. Maybe he didn't miss you as much as you had missed him? Your heart sank at the idea.

The mixed signals Kylo had been giving you were starting to give you whiplash. One minute he would be in your room treating you like you're the only person in the world who matters to him, and the next he'd be standing in the kitchen talking to Finn or your mother, not even giving you so much as a glance.

The thought of asking him about what exactly the two of you were honestly made you wanna die. You didn't want to come off as clingy and ruin whatever it was you had, but the twinge of hurt that came with every time he ignored your presence was starting to become… too much.

You sighed and walked upstairs to your room, feeling defeated. You practically collapsed in your chair before putting on your headphones and starting on some schoolwork, attempting to think about anything but Kylo.

A thump muffled by the music in your ears broke you from your calculus-induced trance. When you turned around in your chair you were met with Kylo on your bedroom floor, who you assumed had just fallen through your window. You giggled at him, pulling your headphones down to rest around your neck.

He groaned before sitting up and smiling at you. "I meant to do that."

"Sure." You laughed, getting out of your seat to join him on the floor.

Kylo leaned against the wall, pulling you into his lap. He gave you a quick kiss before pulling away and looking down at you with those pretty brown eyes you can never seem to get enough of these days. "I leave for nearly two weeks to go into the middle of nowhere, and I can't even get a text from my girl when I get home?" He asked, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.

You felt the warmth creep across your cheeks at the way he called you his. "I got carried away with homework, I didn't even realize what time it was." You glanced at the window behind him, noticing the dark indigo hue of the sky.

Kylo smiled, peppering small kisses down your jaw. "What were you listening to?" He lightly tapped your headphones with his long fingers. You took them off before carefully placing them over his ears. "Chevelle? I see my good taste continues to rub off on you kid." He grinned.

"Don't be so full of yourself. My dad loves Chevelle, I got it from him." You laughed, taking the headphones from him and tossing them into your chair. Kylo smiled before standing up, taking you with him, and setting you on your bed gently. His kiss was needy, and he slowly pushed you backward until you were lying down.

He pulled away, out of breath slightly. "Do you know how much I missed this? You were on my mind every night I was there... I couldn't even jack off because we were in that stupid tent..." He paused, shutting his eyes. "You didn't hear that."

You giggled. "You jerk off thinking about me? Are you obsessed with me or something?"

Kylo laughed, rolling his eyes. "You idiot." He attacked your face with kisses that tickled, causing you to let out a half scream. "Shhh kid, your mom's gonna think you're being murdered up here."

As if he had summoned her, you heard a knock at your bedroom door. Kylo quickly stood up from your bed, rushing over to your closet and maneuvering himself inside before shutting the door quietly.

You shook your head at him, stifling a laugh and taking your seat back at your desk, pretending to look like you were doing something. "You can come in."

Your mother opened the door with a soft creak. "Were you talking to someone?"

You quickly fabricated a lie. "I was just on the phone with a friend from my class."

Your mom nodded, briefly glancing around your room. "I actually came up here to tell you to ask Kylo if he's coming to dinner on Friday. I meant to ask when they came home earlier, but he left so fast I missed him."

Your hands felt sweaty. Why would she ask you to ask him? Did she know? "Why wouldn't you ask Finn to talk to Kylo?"

She leaned on the doorframe slightly. "Well he's been driving you to and from class a lot recently, just ask him for me tomorrow would you? And you better make sure to thank that boy for driving you around! It's very nice of him."

It took everything in you to hold back the laugh that threatened to surface. You just knew Kylo was doing the same. "Yeah, I'll ask him." You had almost forgotten you had class in the morning. Fuck.

"Thank you. Goodnight, I love you." She began to shut your door. "Remember. Tell him thank you."

"Yeah, yeah. Goodnight, I love you." You laughed as you listened to her footsteps disappear down the hall.

You leaned forward in your chair to open your closet door. Kylo chuckled softly. "Is there something you needed to say to me?... Sorry, I couldn't hear the conversation very well with this door in the way." He smirked, taking a step towards you.

"Oh shut up." You smiled back at him.

He pulled you closer to him, wrapping his long arms around you. Your face pressed into his shirt, the smell of blackberries and pomelo from his cologne filling your senses. "It's fine, you can thank me in different ways." He whispered into the top of your head.

You giggled nervously, feeling your face get hot again. "Yeah?"

Kylo took your face into his hands and leaned back as if to study you. "Yeah..." He smirked. "But not tonight, you have class tomorrow, remember?" He kissed you again before letting you go and making his way towards your window.

You groaned at him. "Why not just stay the night?" You asked sweetly, following him.

He smiled down at you with adoration. "What, so we both wake up late and you miss your class? Your parents would hate me." Kylo smirked

My mother and father could never hate you, stupid.

"Fine." You sighed, not having the courage to argue.

He leaned down and kissed you again, deeper this time. "I'll see you in the morning, okay?"

"Okay." You said it so quietly you weren't sure if he even heard it. He ducked out of your window, shutting it quietly. You watched as he climbed down and went to his car in the darkness. Once his tail lights had disappeared at the end of your street, you collapsed onto your bed, allowing your body to succumb to sleep and silence your racing mind.

Friday afternoon, you sat at the table in your overly warm kitchen, trying to finish some classwork as your mother cooked. The sound of the doorbell made your heart leap out of your chest. You'd been anticipating today all week and while you were hoping it was Kylo at the door, a part of you was also hoping he'd show up late so you wouldn't have to endure getting ignored by him so much.

You heard your dad open the door. "Hi Son, what a pleasant surprise!" You felt your palms get clammy. "Finn! Come down here!" Your father shouted up the stairs. You craned your neck to look around the corner and see who it was, hearing Finn's quick footsteps as he made his way down the steps.

It was Poe. He stood in the foyer, dressed nicely but still wearing that worn, brown leather jacket he always wore. He held a bouquet of orange and white lilies. You smiled, those were Finn's favorite.

"Poe!" Finn nearly knocked Poe over with how quickly he hugged him. "You said you wouldn't be back until summer!"

Poe wrapped his arms around him, laughing. "You know I had to surprise you." He pressed a kiss to Finn's forehead. "Hey, don't crush the flowers, they barely made it on the trip down here."

Finn pulled away, beaming at him. He took the flowers into his hands before kissing Poe.

You looked at your mother, who was grinning almost as wide as Finn was. "Aren't they just adorable? When you find someone, they better treat you as good as Poe treats Finn." She smiled at you. You gave her a weak smile back and nodded, looking back at the textbook in front of you.

You couldn't help but wish Kylo would do that. Showing up at your door with flowers, instead of sneaking through your window no later than 11 pm to smoke weed and fuck. It wasn't like your parents wouldn't approve of him... they have always adored Kylo for no reason at all. You attempted to focus on the pages in front of you, it was ridiculous to dwell so deeply on a man you weren't even actually sure was yours.

Kylo showed up fashionably late of course. Your mother beamed at the sight of him standing in the entryway. "Kylo honey, I was worried you weren't going to come. Go ahead and sit."

He smiled sweetly at her. "You know I wouldn't miss your wonderful cooking for anything." To your surprise, he took the seat right beside you, something he never does when he's over for dinner.

Other than small glances, Kylo did not acknowledge your presence at the beginning of dinner. He mostly caught up with Poe and talked cars with your father. As you picked at the food on your plate, you felt a large, warm hand rest on your thigh. When you turned your head to look up at Kylo, he seemed unphased, deep in conversation with Poe.

"How is pilot school treating you, man?" Kylo asked, his one hand inching further up your thigh as he took a bite from his fork with the other hand.

You felt warmth creep across your cheeks as you clenched your thighs together, causing his grip on you to tighten slightly.

He cannot possibly be serious? The fucking dinner table?

You looked at him again, chewing on the inside of your mouth and attempting to relax as much as you could. Kylo glanced down at you briefly, a sly smirk playing at his lips and his pupils large. He turned back to his conversation with Poe as he inched his long fingers underneath your skirt, brushing them against your clothed cunt.

You felt a moan threaten to escape your lips so you pretended to clear your throat, causing Kylo to fight back a grin. He was enjoying this way too much... This was all too much. You quickly grabbed his hand in an attempt to keep him from going any further. Thank god for your mother's tablecloth or everyone would have seen what was happening.

You weren't sure what it was, maybe the obvious flush on your face, but your mother had noticed something was up. "Is something wrong sweetheart?"

You tried to think of something, anything reasonable to say but your brain felt so foggy.

Oh you know, Finn's best friend and so-called 'angel' in your eyes is playing with my cunt under the dinner table but doesn't have the decency to take me out on a date, no biggie.

"I'm fine, it's just really hot in here." You managed to get out, fiddling with the neck of your sweater. Kylo had removed his hand which was now resting on your knee. You sighed, silently thanking the gods of every pantheon you could think of. Moaning in front of your entire family at dinner wasn't exactly ideal. Despite the wetness growing in your panties, you wanted nothing more than to strangle him right there.

The rest of dinner was a blur, and at some point, Finn, Poe, and Kylo had disappeared to the basement, most likely to drink and play video games. This allowed you to sneak away to your room, the noise from the TV downstairs dissipating into a soft murmur as you shut your bedroom door behind you.

"FINN! I'm getting obliterated over here and you're on the other side of the map fucking around!"

"I'm literally almost there calm down!"

Kylo sat on the couch, listening as Finn and Poe bickered over the game they were playing, loud gunshots and explosions emanating from the television as Poe was, in fact, being obliterated.

His knee bounced up and down nervously. As much as he enjoyed seeing Poe again and playing video games like old times, all Kylo could think about was seeing you again.

You had seemed a little off today, did he do something wrong?

He pulled his phone out of his pocket, taking a few minutes to type, delete, and retype his message to you, finally deciding on something lighthearted.

Kylo: where'd you disappear to kid? you're missing out on some riveting gameplay down here.

The blue glow of his screen illuminated in his hands a few minutes later, and he felt a wave of excitement course through his body when he saw that you had responded.

♡: i forgot i had a paper i needed to finish.

Kylo frowned at his phone, it was 9:30 pm on a Friday. Surely he had done something to upset you. He sighed before trying to formulate another text to send back to you.

Finn’s voice pulled him from his anxious thoughts. “There are more beers in the garage, I’ll be right back.” Kylo watched as he kissed Poe quickly before sprinting up the stairs.

“So,” Poe started, leaning closer with a grin on his face. “Any new girls or are you still fixated on your best friend's sister?”

Kylo groaned, knowing this would come up. “That was in middle school, I wouldn’t have told you then had I known now you’d still be bringing this up years later.” He laughed nervously.

“Don’t fucking lie to me, Ren.” Poe laughed. “Elementary, middle, high school… Hell, four months ago before I left, you were talking about her.” He shoved a handful of popcorn into his mouth before continuing. “I don’t know why you won’t just go for it. Their parents already love you, I don’t think it’ll be a big deal like you think it will be.”

“You don’t get it Poe, they like me as Finn’s friend. She’s in college and I have nothing ahead of me except a court date for a speeding ticket next week. But if you must know, we’ve been… talking and hanging out for the past month and I’m pretty sure I’ve already made her mad at me so… yeah.” Kylo said tiresomely.

Poe’s eyes lit up. “What the hell dude? Were you just not going to tell me-”

“We got lucky, there was only three left.” Their conversation was cut short, to Kylo’s relief, by Finn coming down the stairs holding three crisp cans of beer, the condensation leaving a damp mark on the front of his shirt.

“I was actually about to head home.” Kylo said, standing from the old, sunken couch.

Finn groaned in protest, setting the cans on the water-stained coffee table. “Just stay for another game or two, I’ll let you take my spot.”

“Yeah, just another game or two.” Poe chimed in, his eyes wide, silently pleading with him to stay in hopes Kylo would tell him more.

“Sorry guys, I’m just really tired tonight.” Kylo shot Poe a look. “I’m coming back over tomorrow.” With Finn’s back turned momentarily, he took the opportunity to mouth “Drop it.”

“Fine, but no flaking out on us or we will drag you out of your home.” Finn smirked.

Kylo nodded in agreement, laughing slightly, before making his way up the stairs into the kitchen. Your parents had already gone to bed, the refrigerator humming and ticking clock being the only noise that filled the quiet darkness.

He silently made his way up the stairs to your room, taking a breath once he reached your door before opening it slowly. Once inside, he noticed your empty desk chair and your computer which cast a soft glow on you, lying face first on your bed. You turned your head to look at him.

"Making really great progress on that paper I see." He smirked at you, that stupid smirk you love to hate and hate to love.

"I'm tired." That was all you could manage to say to him. After his stunt at the dinner table and his general behavior in the past month, you honestly wanted nothing more than for him to just go away.

“What's wrong pretty girl?” Kylo’s voice was soft and sweet like honey. You felt the bed dip beside you and two strong arms wrap around you. “Are you mad at me for dinner? I-”

You sat straight up to look at him, causing him to stand up from your bed. “Yes! Yes, I’m mad at you for dinner.” You shouted at him, as much as a whisper would allow you to. “You don't even have the decency to come through the front door most times, and when you do, you act like I don't exist. I don't understand you, if I had known I'd just be a fuck buddy to you I wouldn't have given you my virginity in the first place.”

For a few moments, Kylo stared at you. He looked surprised but there was a softness and concern in his eyes. “That isn't all you are to me, I promise… I just... feel like I'm not good enough for you sometimes.”

You sighed, collapsing back into your pillows. Your capacity to care or argue with him was spent. “I wish you had figured that out before you invited me out onto the roof to smoke with you.”

The room was quiet for a few moments before you heard the sound of your window opening and closing. He left your house wordlessly, with nothing but dead silence left in his wake.

You felt hot tears sting at the corners of your eyes, regretting nothing more than ever allowing Kylo to get close to you.

Asshole.

You hadn't realized you’d fallen asleep until you were woken up to the sound of your phone ringing. Lifting your head from your tear-soaked pillow, you tried to adjust your eyes to the brightness of your phone to see who was calling you so late.

Kylo.

You nearly groaned, debating whether or not it was a better idea to just ignore him. You ultimately decided against your better judgment.

“What do you want?” You spoke sleepily into the phone.

“Just come down here for a moment.”

You got up and looked out your window. Kylo stood in front of your house, leaning against his car with his phone pressed against his face. “No.” You were about to hang up on him before you heard his voice again.

“You can hate me, that's fine. I just want to show you one thing.” There was a quick desperation to his voice. “Please.”

“Fine.” You sighed, hanging up the phone before slipping your shoes on quickly and opening your window. Once on your roof, you had wished you’d grabbed a jacket. The cold, midnight air nipped at your exposed arms, causing you to shiver.

You climbed down your mother's trellis, taking extra care not to crush any of the vines that would bloom beautifully in the spring.

You felt the frozen dew from the grass brush across your ankles as you made your way to Kylo’s car and watched as he opened the passenger side door for you. The warmth of the car interior enveloped you as you sat down, and once fully inside, he shut your door before practically running around his car to his side.

He pulled away from your house with a roar from his engine, and you hoped your parents didn't hear it.

“Where are we going?” You asked unamused.

“Somewhere I like to go when I want to be alone... I think you’ll like it.” Kylo said softly, glancing at you once before focusing on the road again.

You sighed, watching as he pulled onto a backroad. The canopy of trees shaded the car from the moonlight, only the glow of the radio dimly illuminating the interior.

“You really shouldn't have, you know… Taking me somewhere nice like the forest before murdering me.” You said sarcastically.

Kylo laughed. “Where else would I dispose of the body? Suburbs are much too populated.” He joked, reaching for his cigarettes before offering one to you.

You tried to hide the smirk that played on your lips, hating how easily he could make you laugh. You accepted the cigarette, watching as the trees cleared to reveal a moonlit lake.

Kylo put the charger in park, before turning in his seat to face you. “I’m sorry I've treated you the way I have this past month.” He reached up to light your cigarette for you, not breaking eye contact. He ignited his own, taking a few puffs before continuing. “I've always been so scared of not being good enough for you or living up to your family's standards… and now I've allowed my fears to hurt you. But I can assure you you're way more than just a quick fuck to me, I can't apologize enough for making you feel that way.”

You watched as Kylo reached into his back seat for something, retrieving a stack of small notes and colored paper. He smiled nervously before handing them to you.

As you flipped through them in silence, you tried to make sense of what you were looking at. In the stack were dozens of notes and cards all in his handwriting, some more recent and some that seemed to have been written by a much younger Kylo. You looked up at him, no longer able to hide the smile on your face.

“I would write them and always get way too nervous to give them to you… but I kept them anyway.” Kylo said nervously, speaking quickly. “I've liked you since we were children, Poe always-”

You cut him off with a kiss, his warm lips immediately melting into yours as he kissed back with need and desire. Kylo extinguished his cigarette in his car's ashtray before traveling his hands up to hold your face.

After a few minutes, he pulled away, allowing you both to catch your breath. Still cradling your face in his hands, Kylo looked at you with a gaze so soft, that you thought you'd melt into a puddle on the floor of his Charger.

He spoke softly. “Be my girlfriend. Say you'll be mine and my fears will be far behind me, I promise.”

You beamed at him, nodding quickly. “I'm yours.”

Kylo’s lips connected with yours once again and he kissed you feverishly. He reached down to fiddle with something before his seat extended back with a dull thump. Without ever breaking the kiss, Kylo pulled you with him to the backseat, laying you down so he was hovering above you.

You quickly fumbled with his belt, trying to blindly undo the clasp. He brushed your hands away, kissing his way down your now trembling body and stopping just above the waistband of your pants. Hooking his fingers into them, he quickly and expertly removed both your pants and underwear in one go, exposing your bare cunt to the cool air of his car. You watched as he threw your clothes somewhere into the dark void that was the front seat.

You whined, pushing your thighs together for warmth and friction, which Kylo promptly used his strong hands to open again. “Not so fast, my little star. I wanna take my time with you tonight.” He smirked up at you.

Half-kneeling on the floorboard of the car, Kylo peppered kisses up and down your inner thigh, causing you to shiver in his grasp. After what felt like eons of teasing, he finally placed a kiss just below your pubic bone before licking a stripe up your slit.

You moaned, tangling your fingers into his long, dark locks as he began to feast on you. Your body felt full of electricity as if you were going to spark and short circuit at any moment.

He was unrelenting with his tongue, and you felt yourself nearing your climax. “Kylo!” You whined desperately.

“Hm? What is it, pretty girl?” He mumbled against you, not faltering once in his attack on your now very sensitive clit.

“You’re g-gonna make me cum already, stop.” You breathed out.

You could feel him smirk against your heat. “That's fine. Go ahead, cum for me.” He hummed.

Your head felt light and your body electric as you came, your vision blurring as you rode your high on his tongue. You only noticed he had stopped when you came to and saw him wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, his dark hair messy and pupils blown with lust.

“You taste so fucking good.” He breathed as he undid his belt, “I can't believe I waited a month to do that.”

Laughing weakly, your head still fuzzy from your high, you admired him as he pulled his t-shirt over his head, exposing his pale chest littered with beauty marks. He looked so angelic the way the moon behind him cast his frame in an almost halo-like glow. You watched as he freed his erect cock from the tight confines of his jeans.

Kylo kissed you as he lined himself up with your entrance, pausing momentarily to hold the side of your face in his hand and smile at you with adoration. “I wish you could see how pretty you look right now… How pretty you always look.”

You whined, still unable to form a coherent sentence and wrapping your arms around his broad frame. You felt him push his cock inside you slowly, and he watched as your eyes rolled back into your skull in pleasure.

You moaned into the crook of his neck as he began to move, thrusting into you gently. His hand traveled up your shirt to cup your breast while he used the other to keep the back of your head from hitting the door handle.

Kylo’s pace quickened, hitting that sensitive bundle of nerves deep inside you with every thrust. “You’re gonna m-make me cum again, you f-feel too good.” You breathed.

“I’m not gonna stop you, baby. Cum on my cock as many times as you need.” He smiled down at you, slightly out of breath as he neared his own climax.

You came undone beneath him for the second time that night, loudly moaning his name and whatever expletives your brain thought of first, not having to worry about the possibility of waking your entire family as you both bathed in the moonlight that slipped through the now foggy windows of Kylo’s Charger.

“Hm- Fuck I’m gonna cum.” Kylo moaned into your ear.

“Please cum in m-me. I love you.” You whined. Your mind was so foggy from cumming twice that you had lost your inhibition completely and it took you a moment to realize what you just said to him.

You didn’t have much time, however, to worry about it for too long as Kylo let out a moan you had never heard from him before, a sound of need and desperation. “Fuck- Fuck! I love you too.” He came to a halt deep inside you, before filling you with his cum.

He breathed heavily on top of you, staring down at you with shock and adoration. “I love you too.” He repeated, completely out of breath. When he pulled out, you felt his cum drip down your thigh as he quickly retrieved his shirt from the darkness of the floorboard to clean you up.

Kylo peppered kisses up and down your body before pulling you into his lap to hold you in his arms, and you watched as he lazily drew a heart in the condensation that had collected on the window. You smiled and rested your head on his shoulder, thinking only of how comfortable you felt in his presence.

You didn’t get home until 4 am and slept through most of the morning. You awoke to your father yelling at you from downstairs saying something about how there was somebody there to see you. Confused and still tired, you wiped the sleep out of your eyes as you made your way to the stairs.

You stopped in your tracks at the top of the steps. Kylo standing in your foyer waiting for you was the last thing you expected. He had cleaned up nicely, trading his usual rotation of black band tees for a nice, dark button-up, and in his hands he held a bouquet of pink lilies. He smiled nervously up at you.

“Hi?” You beamed at him, laughing slightly.

“Hi,” Kylo smirked, looking down the hall towards the kitchen, where your dad had disappeared to, before continuing in a lower tone only you could hear. “I thought I’d try the front door this time.”

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rae-pottah · 8 months

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I Just Stood There.

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Rossi's daughter! reader

Y/n = your name

L/n = your last name

Warnings: she/her pronouns, shitty writing?,fluff.

Summary: after embarrassing herself in front of her crush, Y/n rants to Penelope, bad idea.

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*Y/n's POV*

Hanging out with my dad's coworkers was fun. Except when it came to my tiny little small incy weenie crush on Dr. Spencer Reid... And I think everyone knows...

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Meeting the BAU team was a blast! I had been coming by to see my dad, seeing as how we don't spend much time together anymore.

First I bumped into SSA Derek Morgan, and Tech nerd Penelope Garcia:

"He-llo, momma!" said Morgan

"Don't scare her away already hot stuff!" Penelope hit his arm "Hi honey bunches, I'm Penelope, this is Derek, who are you? Are you a newbie?"

"Haha! No, I'm Y/n, I'm here to see my father!" I laugh, they looked confused

Next, SSA Jennifer Jareau (otherwise known as JJ) and SSA Emily Prentiss

"Who's this?" JJ asks Garcia

"This is Y/n, she's here to see her father!" Garcia tells her, confused. None of them letting me speak JJ asks

"Who's her father?" With a confused face as well

"Wh-" Garcia starts to ask me a question when my Father, and Uncle Aaron walked in

"UNCLE AARON!" I ran up to him and jump hugged him

I could see my dad off to the side holding his arms open with a playful confused/hurt look on his face, looking from side to side

"No hug for dear old dad, no sirey, just here for the money" he said sarcastically to no one

"Glad you know" I joked, and gave him a huge hug and a kiss on the cheek

"So I have lunch I was hoppiii-" I stuttered off as I watched a beautiful man, a genius, a fluffy haired, angelic, smart, kind man walk by me, his name

Doctor Spencer fuckin Reid

"Aaand she's gone" my dad said bringing me back to reality, now noticing everyone smiling at me, him not even noticing I'm here put his stuff down at his desk

"Wwwhat his papers are insanely good" I whispered looking at my shoes

"Well, I'd still like to know what the hell is going on?!" Morgan asks

"This is one of my daughters from my second marriage" he finishes the sentence with a kiss to my head

"Also I already knew your names, my father has prepared me well" I laughed

"Huh and I guess you know pretty boy?" Morgan asks with a smirk, still working at his desk (I'd have to meet him later) I nodded quickly with a blush

"I think she knows him more than she knows any of you, and she's actually met you guys now" my father answers, while everyone starts "oouu" -ing and laughing, I just blushed with my head down

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I eventually met Spencer when everyone came to our house for a cook out, walking backward with a chair isn't a good idea when you can't see behind you.

"OUFF" hit a wall, wait... walls don't make noises

I put the chair down and turn around "OH MY GoD, Im So SorRy" my voice cracked as I spoke to the man in front of me "Are you okay?" I asked

"Haha yeah I'm fine, it was my fault anyway, I wasn't looking where I was going. You're Y/n right?" I instantly blushed

"y-yeah I am, Doctor Spencer Reid, if I'm not incorrect?"

"yes!" He smiled, absolutely beautiful. He helped me move the chair and we talked slightly, me stuttering the entire time.

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Again visiting my father at work, today was gonna be a good day.

I was getting ready to turn the corner to my fathers office when I ran into someone

"Sor- oh hi" it's like his ears were hurting, why do I have to run into you while I'm thinking about what a domesticated you would look like

"Hi, how are you?" He must have just woke up because his voice was deep as hell, and he had dark circles under his beautiful brown eyes

"-hi-" I couldn't think of anything else to say, I walked away quickly

"Hey can we go for lunch?" I asked my dad quickly

"Sorry kid, we got a case" disappointing but at least I can talk to Garcia alone (we've become good friends)

A while after they left:

I just walked straight into Garcia's office

"I SAID HI, TWICE" I said terrified

"Woah woah woah, what are we flipping out about" she looked very concerned

"I said hi twice! We bumped into each other and I said 'oh hi' and he said 'hi, how are you?' And I JUST SAID HI AGAIN?! WHY DOES HE HAVE TO REDUCE MY IQ TO 3?!"

"Wai- you mea-" I cut her off

"Spencer! Yes! Duh! Why does he have to be so hot and smart and adorable, I mean have you read his paper on quantum physics?! Only a perfect man could be that smart and THAT HOT!" I flopped on the couch in her bat cave

"Okay, baby doll, please don't be mad at me, I tried to tell you!" Only then did I look down to see the little red light being produced from the phone

"No."

"Yes." She said in a sorry voice

"Who are you on the phone with?" I asked nervously

"Oh! Actually hotch!"

"I'm not afraid to remove your knee caps Uncle Aaron." I said dangerously

"I'll help her hide the body!" Garcia shouted

"Ha.Ha. you want the bad news or good news?"

We stayed quiet

"Okay bad news is, the entire time Garcia's been on speaker, including the time that you ranted about boy genius, also bad news I'm sitting around everyone"

I could have cried until he said

"Good news is, is he can't stop smiling"

"EA" I let out a small yelp from Garcia nudging me and the information.

"You'll have to wait till we get back to ask her out, Rossi quit death staring him, you already knew, here's your fifty"

I ran out of the room and home, soon enough a couple days later there was a knock at my apartment door

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rainsoakedphoenix · 8 months

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sincere gestures

pairing: f!reader x matt sturniolo - turned - f!reader x chris sturniolo

wc: ~1k

summary: matt makes no real effort to celebrate his girlfriend's birthday, so chris comes along and shows her she deserves better

warnings: little angst; matt is kind of an ass; lil fluff at the end; very little swearing

note: i'm writing this as a matt girl so please don't come for me; i don't usually care at all for the "leave him and go after his brother" trope but this is based on a dream i had a few nights ago and i just thought it would be interesting; if it makes anyone uncomfortable though i will certainly delete it---and for anyone reading my matt fic on wattpad and have been patiently waiting for an update IM GOING THERE NEXT

part 1 // part 2

Today is your birthday.

You were hanging out with your boyfriend Matt, who had texted you that morning to tell you he had a few things planned for your special day. Only once you arrived at his house, it didn't feel like your special day; it felt more like his.

You had tried not to let it show that you were disappointed; after all, you were glad to just be spending time with him and it was the thought that counted, right? But if he even noticed the way you masked your discomfort, he made no attempt to ask about your feelings.

You were currently sitting on the floor of his living room while Matt and two of his friends were sitting on the couch, eyes trained on the TV in front of them. He had invited two of his friends over as a surprise to you, knowing that they weren't really your friends. You barely even knew them, had only met them once or twice at a party. You brushed off the thought of not being able to spend any time alone together or at least with mutual friends, not wanting to make a fuss as you kept reminding yourself it's the thought that counts.

He had asked them to bring food over for dinner, and you tried to keep a thankful smile on your face as you realized it was one of your least favorite meals.

Matt knew that. Or at least you thought he did. But you tried your best to keep a positive attitude. You wouldn't let your day be ruined by such seemingly small things; at least he remembered your birthday at all, you told yourself.

Your relationship with Matt hasn't always been like this. When you first got together, he was as sweet and attentive as can be. Recently though, things had changed and you weren't sure why, or when. What you did know though was that you cried yourself to sleep some nights over him. Each attempt on your part to talk through things was met with rolled eyes, annoyed sighs, and cold shoulders.

Trying your best to focus on the TV, you felt your phone vibrate. You looked at your screen to be met with a few texts from Chris.

happy birthday i'm on my way back home to see you

You smiled at your phone, sending him a quick "thank you <3, see you soon" text.

Your loss of attention and care from Matt had you thinking of his brother on one of your sleepless nights. You felt guilty for feeling this way, what with the fact you're taken and the guy you're not crushing on is your boyfriend's brother. But you couldn't help it; you weren't sure what was going on with Matt, but he refuses to talk to you about it. You had decided you would break up with him today as soon as you could get him alone, whether he wanted to talk or not.

It wasn't too much longer after that when Chris burst through the front door. You heard feet pounding up the stairs and you all turned your attention in the direction of them as Chris came into view. His eyes immediately found yours and he took a few steps over to where you were before tackling you to the ground in a hug, causing you to giggle as you attempted to hug him back, however it proved difficult since you were pinned to the floor.

"Chris," Matt spoke lowly, "get off of her." Chris looked up at the sound of his name, his smile slowly fading as he finally noticed the seating arrangements. He spared another glance at you, before looking back at his brother.

"Why is she sitting on the floor?"

"It's where she wanted to sit, I guess." Matt shrugged his shoulders with a slight shake of his head.

"You guess?" Chris questioned, eyebrows raised. "She's your girlfriend Matt, and it's her birthday. Kinda rude you couldn't make space for her to at least sit with you."

"Chris, it's okay-" you started, but he shook his head, staring disappointingly at Matthew before taking a breath and crinkling his face.

"And what the fuck did you guys eat? It smells terrible." He turned to make his way into the kitchen, inspecting the leftovers that were still sitting on the stove. You awkwardly sat on the floor, sparing a quick glance with Matt and his friends, the former of which looked confused while Matt just glared in his brother's direction.

Chris stomped back into the living room, stopping next to you long enough to hold his hand out for you. You hesitantly reached your hand out to grab his and stood up, and Chris gently started leading you to the stairs.

"I'm taking her out." Chris started down the stairs, not even glancing at his brother.

"Whatever," Matt finally spoke up again with a roll of his eyes.

Even though you should've expected his reaction, and did, you felt your heart break further as you walked out of the house with Chris.

But the curly haired boy easily made you forget. For the rest of the day, he made sure your smile never left your face. He brought you to your favorite clothing store and let you pick out an outfit you've had your eye on for a while. He took you out to your favorite restaurant so you could eat something you actually enjoyed, dressed in your new clothes. He shared jokes with you to make you laugh, and took photos with you in a photo booth with the brightest smile on his face when you dragged him in.

He showed you your birthday is supposed to be special. He showed you that you're special; and you should know it.

He knew your relationship with Matt was over; he knew you haven't been able to talk to him about it yet. Which is why when he took you back to his house, he gave you a gentle kiss on the cheek and reassured you he was right there if you needed him.

"Thank you for today, Chris." You smiled at him, placing your hand on his over the center console. "Best day I've ever had."

His face flushed, but he smiled back at you with the same smile he looked at you with all day.

"You deserve the best."

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pupsclawz · 11 months

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Gone

Part II

Pairing: Jenna Ortega x Reader

Warnings: Drug abuse/overdose, (attempted) suicide, dark themes.

Word count: 743 words

Summary: You were having a breakdown when you decided you finally had enough. (You didn't die in this one... Or did you?)

a/n: I know I said I wasn't gonna post but I just had a burst of inspiration. This one is a bit dark so. Warnings are above. Also, Jenna isn't in this ch just yet but it will be a JennaxR fic. I also tried to make this realistic as possible (Im sure I failed). Anyways no beta, I hope ya'll enjoy! Edited: Basically the old a/n said that this Jennas name wasnt mentioned in this chapter. My brain decided that it wasn't Jenna in this ch but someone else. Uhhh sorry for that but yeah!

You sat at the edge of your bed smiling as silent tears streaked down your face. These past few weeks had been hectic and overwhelming, and every single suppressed thing came crashing down on you.

“You aren’t good enough.”

“You’re a fucking failure.”

“You can’t even do shit right.”

“No one cares about you.”

“See? If they did care, they’d be here. Where are they?”

“You don’t even know what to do with your pathetic self”

“Fucking coward! Just tell someone,”

“If they knew, they wouldn't believe you. Look at how many times you’ve told them something only to be brushed off,”

Your body shook as you were racked with sobs, more tears streaming down your face. You couldn’t help but believe the voices.

With shaky hands, you reached forward, grabbing a bottle of pills on the nightstand. You read the label and warnings on the bottle.

“They’re not gonna miss you when you’re gone,”

“You’ve done nothing for them so, they’ll probably be glad that you’re gone,”

“It’s not like you mattered anyways. Your grades were always low, you’re the lazy one, you can’t even follow simple instructions!”

“Now look at you! Jobless laying around all day like you own the fuckin world!”

“You’re worthless! Ya fuckin disappointment!”

With trembling hands, you slowly grasped the cap of the bottle as you pressed down and slowly unscrewed it. You looked down at the pills bouncing around as you gently shook it, ruminating on what you should do next.

“You’re a disappointment”

A disappointment. That was all you were. Ever since you were a child, everyone’s expectations about you, including your own, was always high. While you did fine for most of your childhood years, these recent ones only got worse. You seemed to fail on anything that you do. Every fucking thing that you were told to do just wasn’t good enough.

“You’re worthless!”

Your hands trembled more and more as the voice kept echoing in your mind. The sound of the pills reaching your ears was barely enough to keep you grounded. Being told that you were worthless while seemingly trying harder than most was infuriating. You tried so hard to do everything in your power to be enough for them and yet they still didn’t appreciate you or your efforts.

With the final thought, you looked back down at the bottle before downing every single pill left inside. You swallowed what you could while spitting out the rest as air became a necessity. You fell forwards onto the floor in a coughing fit trying to get some air.

You sat on the floor with your back against a wall as you waited for the silent and peaceful bliss to arrive.

It was about 25 minutes later when you started to feel the effects of the drug. You felt as if the whole world was spinning (Technically it is) and your stomach felt like it was being stabbed over and over again. A few moments later, you began to feel drowsy despite the pain. You curled up into a fetal position, letting yourself drift off; Awake but not fully.

You were startled out of your trance as your phone began to ring. You blearily looked up before clumsily scrambling to get it. After a few minutes of trying you finally had the ringing phone in your hands. You read the name before you answered the phone, not registering who was calling.

“Hey y/n!” A feminine voice sounded through the phone.

You just groaned in response, feeling worse than before.

“Hey, you okay?” The girl asked in a worried tone.

You were about to speak when you audibly threw up, vomit spraying all over the place. You clutched your still aching stomach as you coughed, trying to rid your throat of vomit.

“Y/n! Are you okay? I’m gonna call the ambulance, try to stay awake!” The girl yelled through the phone, her voice clearly panicked.

You let out a loud groan as you let your body go limp, waiting for the suffering to end and the relief to begin.

It was a couple of minutes later when the ambulance arrived. By that time, you were laying on the vomit covered floor unresponsive with a hand clutching your stomach. The EMTs quickly got you onto a backboard as they moved you toward the ambulance. The flashing lights of the ambulance was the last thing you saw before you completely lost all consciousness...

#fanfiction #fanfic #jenna ortega #drugs cw #drug abuse #cw drugs #jenna x reader #jenna ortega x reader #jenna x y/n #jenna ortega x you #angst #dark theme #dont like dont read #sorry

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eventually27 · 1 year

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Omg can't wait to read your smuts about my request of Frankenkyle 😭😭

Here we are, sweetness, sorry its a quick one💙🩵

Communication..

While helping Kyle learn to communicate better, things get heated (Warnings, smut,intercourse)

"Let's go bitches" Madison strutted round the room in her tiny dress, everyone was getting ready to go out, but it wasn't really your thing, Madison noticed you weren't ready, "Ah good you can stay and look after zombie boy, make sure he dosnt kill anyone" she pointed at Kyle, you hated the way she spoke about him, like he was an object, HER object. " That's fine, we can carry on with our word cards, can't we, Kyle? I'd rather spend time with him anyway. " You shot a look of anger at Madison, "whatever he's mine when I'm back, laters. " she slammed the door behind her. You were so glad she was gone.

"Shall we go upstairs and get started, Kyle?" You took his hand and led him upstairs. He smiled while squeezing your hand in approval. You had been spending time with Kyle every day working together to help get him back to himself or at least a version of himself. Well that was when Madison wasn't trying to have her fun with him.

You both entered your bedroom, you sat together both cross-legged on the floor. Kyle had been doing so well. He had learnt nearly all the basic words to help him communicate with everyone easier. You started holding up some hand-made flash cards with different words on them, "f-f- food, e-e- eat, d-d- drink," Kyle pointed at each of the cards successfully. "Well done, Kyle." You were so happy he was getting better. You then moved on to the harder cards, Kyle starred at you blankly, then at the card and back at you, he put his head in his hands and started to hit himself, "i-im stupid, s-stupid, stupid, s-stupid" Kyle's eyes were filled with disappointment. "Kyle, no, you're not stupid. You never have been. We just need to help you remember, that's all. You're doing amazing, I don't want to hear you talk like that. It upsets me. " You took Kyle's hands and removed them from his head to hold them. Kyle put his arms around you to embrace you, " I-I I don't love Maddison, I-I love you." Kyle took your head in his hands and kissed you softly on the lips. You kissed him in return, his soft lips felt like they belonged on yours, but you had to pull away to say, "I love you too Kyle". This time, he kissed you with more force. You felt his tongue searching for a way in, your tounges brushed against each other, both savouring every taste, Kyle took your hand and placed it on the hardness in his jeans. He still wasn't the best at communicating what he wanted, but from how hard he was, you knew. You signalled for him to remove his jeans, which was done with urgency, while you slid down your leggings. You placed your hand on his boxers and you could feel a wet spot from pre cum, this made your clit pulse. You lowered his boxers and his hard cock slapped against his stomach, you took it in your hand and began to play with it, Kyle let out a moan, He reached his hand around placed it between your legs, he could feel you were wet through your underwear, " t-this okay?" Kyle was gentle and sweet, but animalistic and sexy too. You took down your underwear with your spare hand to give him permission. He wasted no time slipping his fingers inside you, you felt his cock twitch as you let out a moan, you slipped your hand up and down him with ease your hand was wet from his pre cum. "Ready?" Kyle started to kiss you again while pushing your body down so he could get between your legs. He kissed down your neck, and across your collarbone, you felt him rub his tip upaginst your clit and move down to your soaked entrance, he slipped himself in and you both let out a moan, He sped up his pace, every thrust making you pulse, you dug your nails into his back, this only made him thrust harder, you loved how he could be so rough but so gentle at the same time. You closed your eyes while moaning as you were getting closer and closer to your climax. When you opened, them you could see Kyle staring at you in amazement, he loved seeing you in pleasure, he loved he was the reason for it. " Kyle I'm I'm going to cum" you moaned, "m-me too" he replied, he was looking at you doe-eyed, his hair wild, you wished in this moment you could take a picture with your eyes, he gently kissed your lips as he felt you begin to tighten around his cock, as you moaned it made him explode inside you, you felt every drop inside of you. You both laid there in each others arms in awe, "I-I love you Y/N," said Kyle, "I love you too," and you wished you and both never had to leave the room.

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dystychiphxbia · 8 months

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☆ - love is blind

Nagi angst but im v bad at angst?

im not rly happy w this but the concept has been in my mind for a while!!

gn!reader, in the end characters are in their 20s, some nsfw mention, not proofread

☆ Loving Nagi Seishiro wasn't easy.

You two met in high school, his height first catching your attention. That white hair was unique, and you would notice yourself constantly stealing glances at him. But he was the school loner, and you had a reputation to hold...

However, Reo asked you to become the manager for the football club, which you reluctantly accepted. You were familiar with the sport, just not very good at it. But you knew you could help them out, and what better way to learn more about Nagi Seishiro than be the team's manager?

In a way, you were disappointed. Yes, Nagi was very good at football. A genius, like they said. But his lack of motivation and how he needed Reo for everything was such a huge turn off.

Nagi would often rest his head on your shoulder. You didn't mind it, and just let him rest there as long as he wanted. Well, more like until Reo dragged him back to practice, because if it was up to Nagi, he would stay there until evening. Often you would pat his head and tell him to go back to practice already. "Nuh-uh, this is more comfy." He would answer. Somehow, it made your heart beat a bit faster.

Soon enough, Reo and Nagi got their invitations to Blue Lock. You stayed back with the rest of the team, hoping to get news from them. But no texts ever came.

You didn't see them again until the U-20 match that you went to watch. "Reo! Nagi!" You would wave from the stands, and they would wave back at you. Well, at least Reo did, with Nagi simply glancing at you. It broke your heart a little.

But your eyes stayed on Nagi for the whole match. He seemed to have grown so much, and you felt glad seeing that. The whole time, you had worried about him, so seeing him do just fine made you relax. After the match, you greeted both of them, but noticed that their relationship was...off? It was nothing like when they left. You talked to both of them separately, and you could swear it was the first time Nagi smiled at you.

Now, the Blue Lock was over, and you were finishing high school. You had just one thing left to do before graduating, confessing to Nagi Seishiro. You didn't really care about the outcome, you just had to get the feelings off your chest. So, you slipped a note in his desk, asking him to meet you behind the school once classes were over.

In a way, you felt surprised when he actually showed up. As third years with graduation right around the corner, you no longer had any club activities, so Nagi would always go straight home or to the arcade once classes were over. Reo would often tag along, and from time to time, he would drag you with them. You had told him about your feelings for Nagi beforehand, and he had told you to just go for it.

So here you are, letting all your feelings loose. You told him how he has caught your attention from the start, and how much you admire all the work he has done. You told him about all the lonely nights when he was at Blue Lock, and you were just waiting for a text to show up. You told him about how your heart beats faster every time you think of him, how he's your first and last thought everyday.

"I like you, Nagi Seishiro." You ended your speech. His silence made you nervous, and you couldn't read his expression. "I just wanted to get this off my chest, you don't need to -" "I like you too."

Your eyes widened at that. Did you hear him right? Nagi Seishiro...liked you? "Are you...serious? You really like me?" You couldn't help but question him. He awkwardly shifted, hand scratching the back of his head. "Yeah. I told Reo that I usually get butterflies in my stomach when I see or think about you...And that I think of you often...He said that I probably have a crush on you so that must be it." "So...can we date?" Gosh, your heart was about to burst. "Yes."

Back then, you didn't know what you were getting into. Soon after you two became a couple, graduation came up. You would celebrate it with Nagi's and Reo's friends. "Woah, Nagi has a girlfriend?" His friends would be interested in you, just what kind of a person caught Nagi's eye? Nagi would wrap his hand around your waist to protect you from his friends that he didn't trust, and you would just laugh at him and tell him not to worry, because you only love him.

After graduation, you moved into Nagi's apartment. You would start by deep cleaning the whole place, still blinded by the love you felt for Nagi. He had nothing against you moving in, he actually liked the idea. Having you around all day, being able to cuddle, and get your homemade meals everyday. That sounds just perfect.

But you started your studies in university, and you weren't around all day. While Nagi did start his studies as well, he rarely went on campus. You wondered if he would ever graduate, but you didn't pressure him. You were happy, as long as he was happy.

For Nagi, happiness meant games. He still played football, but not as actively. You felt like he was stuck. He had talked about going pro for the easy money, but now he was just always at home playing games.

Soon you started to notice that you do all the housework. "Seishiro, take the trash out while I'm gone, okay?" Nagi would just answer with a hum, and you would come back home to him on the exact same spot where you left him, and the trash was still there. Quietly, you would take it out, and start making dinner. Then you would wash the laundry, put it to dry, clean the kitchen, maybe vacuum if the house looked dirty...All while still having to study for your finals that were coming up. You would then sit next to Nagi, give him a kiss on the cheek, and ask him about his day. "Mm, nothing special." Of course there was nothing special, he just stayed home all day. "I see." You flashed him a smile that he probably didn't even see, before leaving the room.

You would end the day with schoolwork, forcing Nagi to shower and brush his teeth with you, and then you two would go to the bed. Well, most of the time, he would return to his games for a few more hours.

On some nights, Nagi did want to get intimate. But it just meant you either sucking him off or lazy sex with you riding him. You don't remember when the last time was that he gave you head or when you two actually made love. You always had hope of it being different next time, but you always ended up disappointed.

Things were a bit better when Reo was around. He would make sure that Nagi helps you with cleaning and would scold him for just playing video games. He would also drag Nagi with him to practice, and you would then spend the evening alone.

Yes, things were always a bit better when Reo was there. So maybe that's why you looked for comfort in him. You visited him one night after Nagi had ignored you, and one thing led to another, and you two slept together. The morning after that was filled with guilt, but Reo kept telling you that everything would be okay. You had gone home around noon, and Nagi was still in bed. He didn't question where you had been, but he did pull you to the bed with him, wrapping his arms around you. This used to make your heart beat faster, but now it felt like nothing. You had noticed how messy the apartment was just from one night of you being gone.

Nagi Seishiro was helpless, and you felt more like his mom than his girlfriend. You wondered, what changed? Until you realized that nothing did. Nagi was always like this. You were just so blinded by love, that you didn't notice it before.

Reo would give you expensive gifts for no reason, while Nagi barely remembered your birthday. You were convinced that he wouldn't have remembered without Reo reminding him. Reo probably decided on his gift to you as well.

You loved Nagi. You tried everything to fix your relationship, but one person cannot fix something that requires two people. You would spend countless nights crying, asking where you went wrong. But you never did anything wrong. You two just weren't meant to be. You couldn't motivate Nagi to live his life.

You slowly started packing your things, wondering if he would notice your presence disappearing. He didn't, or at least he never questioned you.

You told Reo that you were planning on breaking up with Nagi. He basically begged you to stay, but you told him that you just can't. That one night you had spent with Reo felt way better than these past 4 years with Nagi.

You didn't love Reo. But that one night with him made you realize, that what you had with Nagi wasn't love either. Reo understood you like no one else did, and he wished you good luck with the path you chose. Honestly, you felt like you were going to miss Reo more than Nagi.

One evening, you sat Nagi down in the kitchen. "Let's break up." You said. This time, you didn't have a long speech like the time you confessed to him. Nagi averted his gaze, his eyes showing a glimpse of sadness. But you no longer cared, he had 4 years to show you, and he never did. You left that evening.

It didn't take long for you to move on with your life. You graduated from university, got a good job, and met someone who loved you equally as much as you loved them.

One night, as you were grocery shopping with your partner, your eyes landed on a familiar pair. Nagi and Reo. So, those two were still inseparable? Of course they were, you couldn't see Nagi living without Reo.

Nagi saw you, and your eyes met. You swore his eyes lit up for a second, until he saw your partner wrap their arm around your waist to grab your attention. Seeing Nagi, your eyes meeting, didn't raise any emotions in you. You felt nothing.

You no longer love Nagi Seishiro.

#blue lock x reader #blue lock #bllk x you #bllk x reader #nagi seishiro #nagi seishiro x reader #blue lock angst #bllk angst #nagi x reader #nagi seishiro x you

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3mcwriting · 8 months

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Any Fan's Dream, Part 24

Any Fan's Dream Masterlist

Synopsis:

When you look around and see Avengers Tower in front of you and Peter Parker beside you, you wonder how the hell you managed to get into the MCU.Keep reading

Sorry this chapter is a day late, I was remaking the taglist and that took a lot longer than expected so I just passed out after lol

Taglist: @secretly-sirens, @zeeader, @imdoingathingmom, @x-theolivia, @ainsley-official, @ourgoddessathena, @vine-enthusiast, @hoohoohope, @myfturn, @mjaudrey, @igotthisasajokeyetimstillhere, @starr60, @lauraashley93, @coldmermaidhologram, @daenerysluvrr, @viperchick47, @im-better-than-your-newborn, @mynightandstars, @qvnthesia, @liallerr, @cypherverze, @afraidofshrimp, @alexsmonstercan, @huntress-artemiss, @im-better-than-your-newborn, @marvelwomen-arehot

Hope I finally got everyone!! Also, if anyone is getting notified for the first time in a while about this fic, just know my acc has been bugging for a while so you may have missed the recent updates.

As the bright lights carried you back to Earth, you couldn't help but curse yourself for not talking to Heimdall.

It was Heimdall for goodness sake!

You were extremely disappointed in yourself. He was so cool! He deserved someone to appreciate all the times he had committed treason in order to save Asgard! You couldn't believe yourself. You hadn't even said one word to him!

You stopped berating yourself when the rainbow lights began to fade, taking in the familiar surroundings when the Bifrost was gone. You looked down, feeling both guilty at the marking on the ground and also in awe of it. On the one hand, it was proof of the Bifrost but on the other hand, it looked like a lot of work for the gardener to fix.

You were pulled out of your thoughts when Natasha grabbed your hand and began leading you to the compound.

With Natasha on your right side, pulling you along, Peter walked beside you on your left side. He looked like what you imagined you looked like the first time you saw the compound—of course, his curious face was undoubtedly more adorable than whatever face you had been making. That experience had been surreal.

The three of you had appeared relatively far from the building itself, so when you were about halfway to the compound, the doors burst open and half of the Avengers came pouring out. Wanda and Steve reached the three of you first, but Clint and Scott weren't far behind them.

"Are you okay, (y/n)?" Wanda asked, accented voice soft.

You nodded and grinned, spreading your arms. "I'm all healed."

"I'm glad." She smiled back. "Would it be okay if I gave you a hug?"

Your grin got even bigger. "Of course!"

How could you say no to Wanda motherfucking Maximoff???? She was literally amazing and strong and kind and caring and-

HOLY SHIT SHE'S HUGGING MEEEEEEE!!!!

You reciprocated the hug eagerly, more than happy to receive a hug from the one and only Wanda Maximoff. It wasn't a very long hug, which you had expected considering you hadn't really interacted with Wanda much (which was such a shame) but you were more than happy with the short, reassuring embrace she gave you.

When she pulled away, she smiled at you. "I'm glad you're alright."

"Uh..." Your brain had stopped working at the realization of how pretty her smile was. "...You're super awesome, Wanda."

She laughed. "Thank you, (y/n)."

Wanda patted you on the shoulder one more time before moving out of the way for Clint and Scott to approach you. Scott gave you two thumbs-up and a bright grin while Clint gave you a side-hug, telling you softly that "he was glad you were okay". At that point, you were pretty much on Cloud Nine; after all, you had just been given a hug by Wanda and you got to interact with Scott and Clint who were both wholesome dads and with your parental issues, they seemed like incredibly amazing parents to you.

"I know everyone is relieved to see her, but we should go inside so she can sit down. She needs her rest," Natasha spoke up, having watched you greet them all with a smile on your face that caused a smile to grow on hers.

You wanted to protest, but you knew that you had worried Natasha a lot recently so you figured you could listen to her.

The little group of you, Peter, and Natasha, had more than doubled with the four new arrivals. You all walked back, Peter still beside you while Nat moved to walk beside Clint as she talked to him. As you looked at the people around you, you couldn't help but notice Steve's silence.

Your thoughts about them were halted when you realized you were about to step into the compound. Any time Steve had brought you to the compound, the two of you had stayed outside and just gone on runs. Never had you gone inside, though. It wasn't even that Steve had said you weren't allowed or anything, there just had never been a reason to go in. But as the rest of the group walked in, you felt yourself take in a quick breath. You were about to enter the Avengers compound. To you, it was practically sacred ground.

You weren't given much time to soak in the awesomeness; instead you were ushered to a free bedroom by Natasha and insisted to rest for a little while. The healers on Asgard had said it would be a good idea to rest for a couple days, just because you were mortal and they were used to treating humans. You didn't really mind the rest, even if you felt guilty for making everyone worry, because for the last week you hadn't had one hour of sleep that wasn't riddled with nightmares.

After Natasha and Peter left you to relax, both giving you a hug, you found yourself unbelievably bored. Thankfully, a knock at the door was able to catch your attention.

"Come in!" you called out, fiddling with the thick comforter before your hands froze as you saw who it was. "Oh."

Bucky immediately noticed your halt in movement. "I'm sorry. I can go, if you'd like."

"No!" You winced at your own volume, especially when you saw him cringe at it. "Sorry. I just meant that it's fine if you stay."

"Are you sure?" He was clearly reluctant to take up your time. You thought it might be because he wasn't very comfortable with people quite yet but your theory was wrong. You didn't have a clue that his actions were motivated by guilt, which was pretty stupid considering guilt is something you'd gotten well acquainted to.

"Yeah. Promise." You smiled at him, shocked and delighted that Bucky Barnes was approaching you.

He cleared his throat, looking away from you. "I just came to say thank you."

You blinked. "What for?"

Bucky looked at you questioningly. Had you lost your memory during the fight? He felt even guiltier at the thought of that, but that would explain why you seemed so happy to see a criminal—

"Ohhhh," you realized, "I'm stupid. It was my pleasure—well, I mean getting stabbed wasn't ideal but I'm glad you didn't get hurt.

You smiled at him earnestly, hoping to convey your appreciation for him through the gesture. He was one of the heroes who suffered the most and you found hope in his strength.

Bucky didn't really know what to do. How could he? You had risked your life to save his and now you were saying it was your pleasure? It took him a moment to realize who you reminded him of. The reckless actions for the greater good? The putting aside your own pain to save others from it? You were just like Steve was before the war. Optimistic, unapologetically willing to do the right thing, and with far too little regard for your own safety.

Just thinking about the similarities between you and his best friend, a small smile came to his face. "Well, still, thank you. I probably would have died had you not stepped in and I am indebted to you."

"There's no need for that. I mean, it sound kinda cool to have an Avenger be in my debt, but I'd rather you just be my friend." Your eyes were so honest and hopeful and Bucky had a hard time accepting what you were asking.

The entire situation didn't make sense though, so maybe he was dreaming?

"You want me to be your friend?" Bucky asked slowly, as if he was listening to another language and slowly trying to decipher the meaning behind the words.

"I mean-" you were starting to regret your words. What if he didn't feel comfortable with it? You didn't want to make him feel obligated to be your friend. "-I just think you're cool. If you don't want to be, I understand. I just thought it would be nice..."

He still didn't know how this situation was happening, but he wasn't averse to your question. He just didn't want to hurt anybody. Having friends meant the possibility of hurting them. "If you would like me to, I would be honored."

Your heart stopped when he smiled at you.

DAMMIT WHY DID EVERYONE HERE HAVE SUCH NICE SMILES??????? MY HEART CAN'T TAKE SUCH BEAUTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Uh..." you were slightly dazed before snapping out of your stupor. You didn't want to scare him off. "Awesome! Oh—also, my name is (y/n) (l/n). I just realized we never really officially introduced ourselves."

"I'm Bucky, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

When Bucky left, he still couldn't believe what had transpired. He'd gone in expecting you to be mad at him for your wound, which wasn't his fault, but he still felt guilty for it. He had expected fear or regret but had been greeted with excitement and earnest friendliness.

He could understand why the rest of the people in this place seemed to care for you so much.

You rubbed the crust from your eyes, groaning as you began to wake up. You weren't sure how long you'd been out, but you could already tell that had been one of the greatest naps of your life. What with the chaos of the past week, you hadn't had a good nights rest for a while and your body was paying for it. The healers on Asgard telling you to take the next couple days easy was something your sleep deprived self desperately needed and while you would've preferred to be completely okay, you couldn't deny that you were relieved. Besides, even if you tried to avoid resting Natasha didn't seem like she'd go along with that.

You sat up in the bed, reality hitting you like a frying pan when you remembered that you were in the compound. You still hadn't yet seen the extent of your actions. You could guess that the team hadn't split up because Steve and the others were at the compound but you didn't know that for sure. And you still hadn't seen Tony so you didn't know what was happening there. Plus, there was the matter of you releasing the Accords to the public and you hadn't seen the effects of that either.

Overall, there was a lot of shit you still had to deal with, but for the moment you were allowing yourself a moment of rest. You knew that even if you had somehow miraculously been successful in your attempts, there was still the matter of the future and that purple wrinkly bitch's stupid ass plan.

You rubbed your temples, knowing that you couldn't forget the dangers of the future but that you also needed a moment to focus on something else. You left the room to go seek out that distraction you craved. You walked back the way Natasha had led you to the room, unbelievably curious to see what else was in the building but also not wanting to get in trouble for snooping.

That's kinda funny...you didn't wanna get in trouble for snooping but you leaked government documents...aNYWAYS-

You were pulled from your thoughts when one of the many doors in the hallway opened, a familiar figure exiting the room. He froze as he saw you, looking divided and...sad.

Why was Steve sad?

"What's up, old man?" You grinned at him, hoping to lift his spirits.

With your words, he looked even sadder-

No.

Not sad.

Guilty.

“(y/n).” He nodded at you. “I hope you’re alright now.”

”Oh.” You felt slightly put off by the way he was speaking. “Thanks. How are you? I hope you didn’t get hurt during the fight.”

He barked a laugh, the sharp noise unexpected. “I’m fine. I’m not the one who took multiple stab wounds to my side.”

“Well now you’re making it sound serious or something.” You tried to joke.

“Could you, for once in your life, stop joking?” The anger in his voice shocked you, the unexpected situation making you feel vulnerable.

”…Are you mad at me?”

Something in your voice made him take a step back, reining in his temper. “No, (y/n). I just—“ he sighed. “I’m so sorry. You didn’t deserve any of this. My attitude or your injuries. I should’ve—none of this should’ve happened.”

And you began to understand.

He wasn’t mad at you.

He was mad at himself.

But why?

He had done what he set out to do. Bucky was safe for the time being, nobody had gotten arrested like in the movie, and everyone was alive with hopefully minimal injuries.

Even as your mind searched for a reason he would be so angry, you missed the most obvious answer.

"I'm so sorry, (y/n)." This time, he sounded defeated, seconds away from his voice breaking. It was scary to you. He was one of the strongest people you knew so to hear him so sad broke your heart. "This is all my fault."

Even as you struggled to wrap your mind around the situation, you found yourself reaching out to him, trying to grab his hands and give him a reassuring squeeze. Unfortunately, he only moved his hand away, shying away from your touch. You could understand not wanting to be touched when you were emotional, so you respected his boundaries, putting your hands back at your side.

"None of this was your fault," you told him. "The Accords were always going to happen. Besides, you found your best friend and saved him from being wrongfully imprisoned-"

"That's not what I'm talking about." He raised his head, looking you dead in the eyes. "You almost died. I know you're smart so I know that you understand what happened. You're still a teenager for God's sake. You didn't deserve this."

You refrained from pointing out that you were technically an adult. Also, you couldn't help but feel like you did deserve what happened. You'd known about the bombing at the Accords and had failed to prevent it. People had died because of you.

"People don't always get what they deserve," your voice was far less cheery than usual, it's usual lightheartedness gone. "Besides, you were what? Also 18 when you enlisted? Even now," you sighed. "You're like 27 and you've been through hell."

Steve was shocked by the numbers. His life felt a lot longer than that. "I'm 26. And that's different. I signed up for this. You didn't."

"Well it's not like you dragged me there while I was kicking and screaming. I chose to be there." Your voice was firm. "And I don't blame you at all, okay? None of this was your fault."

You could tell he was still having a hard time believing your words of assurance.

"Would it be okay if I gave you a hug?" you asked, not wanting him to feel uncomfortable and hoping that maybe it would help him believe you were sincere. Plus, you loved hugs from any of the Avengers.

"I don't think you want to."

"Is that a yes or a no?"

"Fine." Steve could feel a small smile begin to form. "Only if you it's safe for you, though."

"Psh, nothing could keep me from hugs."

While the hug you gave him was short, you hoped it still helped lift his mood. You knew what it felt like to be burdened with guilt.

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