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levisgirll · 3 years

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oki it me again uWu back with another request because I really enjoyed the first one!!!💗💗 couldn't find the exact words to phrase this but what about aomine (from Kuroko no basuke) as your boyfriend in university. I look forward to what you will write!!

𝐀𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝

text: hello again!! thank you so much for reading my posts and the fact that you like them makes me happy c: 💗💗 I'm glad you enjoyed the other request so, I hope you enjoy this! (also, aomine is my second fav in knb ^^ he's just so attractive oml-)

synopsis: aomine daki, the great basketballer player at your university is your boyfriend! how is it like to have aomine as your boyfriend though? and how does he act with you? (get ready for this-)

Once Aomine is your boyfriend, get ready cause this guy will show off and flex a lot when it comes to you. Whenever you stay and watch his practices, he flexes a lot with his back muscle and he would turn around if YOU saw that. You are just sitting there, all blushed while covering your face, "Oh god, this idiot..."

Sometimes, the basketball club would invite student for 'Learning the basics of Basketball' and the first person he wants to invite is, of course, his girlfriend. While he is waiting for her, he would just sit in the bench and lots of people go to him for help, but he would ignore everyone and say he is tired and to leave him alone. But once he sees you, y/n, entering he is all energetic and comes running to you. "Aomine, let me change wait" , "But darling, I was waiting for like 10 minutes...you have to make up for that."

Once everyone leaves and its just you two, he gets all hyped up cause he loves it when you are alone with him. He gets extra clingy towards you and keeps on hugging you and you can feel his tensed muscular body. "Sweetheart, you looked amazing today."

Okay but this guy, would fuck up and beat any guy that even showed any sort of disrespect. He is not standing there with a glare or bumping into them if someone laughs, or says something mean to you. He will go up to that person and hold them up while saying "Okay, you started this. Come here." You have to stop him before he gets physical towards them, "Aomine! Stop!! They just said to me to move". "Yea, 'Move you', what the fuck is that? Asshole, learn some manners! Do you know who you even spoke to!"

This guy is smart, so he knows all your university spots, so don't be surprised if you see him out of nowhere. "Hey its that guy! He is always following you!" Kagami would yell out, "Fuck, you have some stalker Y/N" Kagami would say while glaring at him, he was your university best friend. "That's my b-boyfriend."

Your man will also buy you a lot of snacks, and if you say you skipped breakfast. He is dragging you to the university café and will force you to eat after he buys you food.

Oh my god, your boyfriend loves to tease you A LOT. Like there wont be a day he wont tease you. If you somehow changed up your hairstyle, he will make a huge scene. "No WAY! Sweetheart, you look so good! Wow, that's my GIRL! You all heard that??!"

Aomine makes you laugh like crazy, and there also wont be a day he wont make you laugh. He just loves it whenever he hears your beautiful laugh and small giggles, he founds it so cute and you really warm his heart whenever he hears that.

He will never forgive himself if he ever made you upset or cry. Aomine will probably think about it the whole day and he will keep spamming you "I'm sorry" multiple times. If you don't reply back, he would come to your lecture hall and he is gonna make a scene. "Y/N I SAID IM SORRY!"

You definitely boost his ego, like crazy. Whenever he feels low before a match he would call you and he just wants to hear his girlfriends voice motivating him. "Aomine, don't worry you got this! Besides, didn't you tell me the only one who can beat you...is you?" "Fuck, you are right. Darling, I'm gonna win this and I'll come and hug u after this match. Wait for 20 minutes" And he actually does it.

This guy sticks with his words, so if you tell him meet up at 2 pm. He is there at 2pm waiting for you. If he says he will do literally anything for you, he fucking will.

Once he got, really upset and emotional and he said to you during a call at midnight. "Y/N, Dont leave me like how everyone does.". You then recalled about him telling you about this past and how his old teammates left him, so you would say "I wont, I'm your girlfriend aren't I?" And he is up on his bed all hyped hearing that, "Can I see you now!" "Aomine it's 2am and I have a quiz tomorrow bye, shutting my phone love you!" But this guy wont leave you and spam you in EVERY social media. "Nice try, but I know you have discord on your laptop. Wait, I see you online I'm calling you now."

One time, he came to your huge lecture hall and he sat right next to you, and he would just turn and look at you, focusing on what you are doing, and play around with your stuff and hair. "Aomine, I am trying to focus!" You say all blushed and can't even write anything on your notebook. "Of course, cause you are focusing on me right? Sweetheart, I know, I know I am great." Now you wanna smack him.

Whenever he sees you, he gives you that hot smirk of his and it gives you butterflies. "Ha! Wow literally everything I do, you love it don't you?" . Y/N then turns to him and gives a small chuckle, "Don't get ahead of yourself, Aomine." He then goes near you and lays his arm on your shoulder, bring you closer and he would whisper to your ear "Why not? your my girl so, I want to impress you."

You both love it whenever you guys hold hands around university, this guy is really tall so you always feel so relaxed and also great when your boyfriend squeezes your hand, and walks you to your lecture. "Okay now try to focus on your lecture and not your mind all about me alright?"

He actually loves it when you cheer for him and that really boost not only his ego but rather his self-confidence. "Y/N! I'm gonna win this match for you!" He would yell out during the match and everyone is looking at you.

He would go for academic help for you sometimes and you guys meet up in the library to study. You are the reason he passed some subjects, don't get me wrong, he is intelligent but super lazy.

His wallpaper is a selfie of you both and he looks at that before every match. He sometimes pecks his phone when he finds a picture of you.

Speaking about his phone, this guy has a folder with just you, all your pictures, screenshots of chats, even screen records of your voice notes and videos. He just loves you dearly, and he gets so fucking mad if someone touches or even goes near that gallery. He protects that with all his life, your pictures are important and he is not the type of guy to show his friends your pictures, in fact he hates that! "My folder, my girl, and no one gets to see that. Go away."

Whenever he is bored or isn't doing nothing, he would open his phone, and check every social media app to see your online status. "Oh OH, I see you online darling! Answer me, wanna go out and get ice cream? Please say yes."

He is actually such a great motivator and brings your mood up whenever you feel like giving up during university. He won't allow that, like never. "What so you will just give up? Stop? After all this time, you let this one test fuck you up? Don't you dare let that bring you down, you idiot." He actually even inspires you.

Before you go for the whole day cause you had to work on your report he would say "Smile for me one last time?"

When he sees you from afar, he would yell out and say "That's my girl! Don't move, I'm coming for you!" And this guy jumps at you with his embraces and sometimes picks you up. "L-Love put me down!!"

He actually loves teasing you like that in public, he wants everyone to know that are are HIS girl and his only.

He messages you during his practices and even would skip practice to see you.

Y/N: Oh you don't have practice today?

Aomine: Nope! And besides, I am the captain so doesn't matter. (He is not the captain- its akashi but lies)

He says that and then goes on how he knows everything about basketball and the team and he keeps doing that till you can compliment him ‘Please Y/N say anything’ he would think and you know that but tease him back not saying anything.

*meanwhile in his basketball groupchat*

Kise: aomine, WHERE THE HECK ARE YOU?!

Akashi: Probably ran off to see his girl.

Atsushi: Whatever, my chance to leave and eat outside.

Kuroko: Can I join you?

Atsushi: No.

You would treat his injuries and he would just sit there, looking at you with a smirk.

Aomine: "Oh yea, here even hurts darling!"

Y/N: "Love....you are lying aren't you?"

Aomine: "What! No!...Maybe?"

You let out a sigh "Ah, you are an idiot...stop hurting yourself all the time." He would suddenly lift your chin up and say "You know...that I love you yea? You also better tell me everything and if you need help, just say it" He can be really soft and sweet sometimes, but he gets all cringy and shy about it and he gets up rubbing the back of his head. "I-I mean that's what a boyfriend does right?! Come on, get up I'm taking you out."

Okay, I hope you enjoy this and anyone who did! Aomine is such a dork but a sweetheart and I can see most of this happening :,)

If anyone enjoyed reading this, please then leave a like or a reblog! It means a lot and have a great day <3

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circethegoblin · 3 years

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STAYING ALIVE MASTERPOST, FROM A BROKE TEEN WITH ADHD

here you go. some down to earth tips on how to not die metally nor physically.

tired of those "drink three liters of water everyday uwu" and "wake up at 5 am" and "buy a bath bomb and a fec mask and some other things you don't have the money for" shit? i'm here for ya.

1. NOT DYING

eat at least three meals a day, one of which m u s t be warm and above 300 kcal (it can be istant ramen with an egg added if you have to)

you technically should shower everyday, but we know how it is. A change of clothes is sometimes enough.

DRY SHAMPOO AND BABY WIPES!!!

keep bottles with water everywhere. On your desk, near that spot on the floor you always end up sitting on, near your bed, basically whenever you know you spend a lot of time. No need to get up and go to the kitchen will help. Obviously change the water in the bottles as often as you can.

Get some form of physical activity. It doesn't have to be much, you can for example replace scrolling on tiktok by walking around your room and scrolling on tiktok! Brilliant, isn't it? Obviously, running or doing those 10 minutes workouts from youtube is better, but you are still getting like an hour of walking.

Buy blankets. Steal blankets. Summon blankets from other dimensions. Just make sure you have a lot of warm, soft blankets in your house. You will thank me when you won't have the anergy to wash your sheets (just take them off and throw some blankets on your bed), or when the power goes out.

If you have pets, ALWAYS keep spare food that'll last for a week for them.

things to always have in the kitchen: milk, eggs, flour, rice, pasta, yeast, cheese, oil, a leafy vegetable, onions, tomatoes, apples, patatoes, some flavourful sauce, sugar, salt, spices and an emergency chocolate bar. You can make a lot of food with those. Just make sure you won't eat the chocolate too fast.

Have a lot of spare batteries. A lot.

Get urself a flashlight, a lighter, and a pocket knife.

Remember the apples? eat one a day. if you don't like apples or you can't eat them for any other reason, you can take a kiwi, banana, orange, basically something that will give you vitamins and non processed sugar.

do the dishes before your sink starts developing it's own ecosystem

drugs from that one guy around the corner = very bad time

2. NOT DYING INSIDE

Open the damn window.

Don't watch so many commentary videos. You are probably not even checking the sources, so you can easily make unjust judgement, and like. did you even hear of half of those people before?

make a discord server just for yourself. get into the habit of writing little things that happened to you there. rant about the fanfics you read. or the movies. vent there if you don't have anyone you can vent to. write your ideas there, write e v e r y t h i n g. make a section for passwords, for quick ideas, for your to do lists. you won't lose it as you do with sticky notes or notebooks. there is no risk anyone will see it. oh, and when you'll have a strong impulse to tell emily that you hate her? write that message in your private server and list all ur arguments. look at tat the next day and decide if you really mean that.

life sucks. come to peace with it.

cuddle ur pets if you have them

1 hour a day without a lot of sensory input. if you have to, reduce to half an hour.

if you find yourself scrolling endlessly through social media, make sure it's pintrest (just don't compare urself to the people here; if you have issues with that, tumblr may be better)

delete. twitter. from. your. phone.

influencers are lying to you; maybe not even intentionally. remember when you were watching that cute-aesthetic-productive morning routine, and you were wondering why your life isn't that pretty? why your room is a mess? why you cannot for the life of god be aesthetic 24/7? its the filter. don't worry about it, their lifes arent that nice either.

realize there's actually nothing stopping you from screaming as loud as you can right now. like there is no physical barrier. think about it. realize there's no actual physical barierr to many other things.

your body is your body. you can decide how it looks like; just remember it's in your greatest interest to keep it healthy.

3. BEING A LITTLE BETTER THAN JUST ALIVE

If you wear make up, take it off before you go to sleep.

moisturize your body; everything is better when your skin doesn't feel dry

have a one brand of cosmetics that you love and buy things mainly from it. they often have sets of products that complete each other. i like ziaja. it's a polish brand, it's surprisingly cheap and has nice quality

cleanser, moisturizer, face mist

of you can, change your sheets once every two weeks

do the dishes before your sink starts developing it's own ecosystem

do a deep house clean once a month (don't beat yourself up when you don't tho)

keep your workspace organized (it doesn't have to look organized to other people, remember)

sunscreen

cook your own food

keep a calendar

no money for scented candles? got ya. make a simmer pot: throw some apple peel, a couple of cinnamon sticks and whatever spices that smell good you have into a pot, add some water and simmer. boom. your house smells good, and you haven't spend 20 dollars.

If you really like candles, buy scented wax melts. it's cheaper.

Buy urself scented mists. they're pretty cheap and will make you feel A LOT better.

keep your clothes clean. if you aren't sure if that shirt thats on your chair is dirty or not, throw it in the washing mashine anyway. better be sure.

if you can, make your bed right when you get up

wear clothes that make you feel good. put some effort into your outfits. really.

4. OTHER PEOPLE

be nice to essential workers.

if you have money, give tips.

remember, you do not owe anyone love; it is not something you can force. even if they saved your life. even when they helped you in your darkest time. if you don't love them, you don't.

you don't have to be in a romantic relationship to be happy.

if you want to, date! date everyone! date girls, date boys, date nonbinary people! date people completly different than you, date people from different countries, date them!!! just make sure they're kind and won't kill you. even if you don't end up in a relationship, you can learn a lot.

don't be afraid to piss off people that deserve it

smile to strangers :)

5. NOT FAILING SCHOOL

heard of dark academia? check it out

romanticize the heck out of studying

do not let your studying be just reading the same partagraph over and over again. it won't work. believe me.

seterra for geography, quizlet for everything else

try to make yourself intrestet in whatever you are studying (watch veritasium, listen to podcasts about weird history facts)

notes are for you and you only; don't worry about them looking pretty. doodle on margins, make weird metaphors, squeeze in as much info as you can.

when you're studying, listen to music without words/in a language you don't understand.

chew gum while you study

get the forest app, get attached to the trees, focus.

don't feel guilty for taking breaks

grades aren't everything, but they are important.

eat something in school

don't just use the cheapest pens. invest a couple dollars in something that will make writing enjoyable and smooth

those study with me videos? they're great

if you like to argue with the teachers, take care of your grades becouse. they may not like you afterwards.

be nice to your classmates and help them with homework. if you don't do your homework they'll help you

executive dysfunction won't let you study? been there. sometimes it's better to wake up ealier tommorow and do that homework then.

don't feel guilty for failing a test

go to the goddamn class

don't pull all nighters oh my god don't especially on weekdays

6. OTHER LIFEHACKS

don't get involved in the crime, and if you do always have a believable explanation why you were doing it

have different alarm sounds for every day of the week

set a daily limit of money that you spend

great hobbies that don't require a lot of money; urban exploration, writing, hiking and learning other languages

thrift stores

don't eat grapefruits while on meds

nail polish removers dissolve most strong glues.

if you have a cut on your skin, desinfect it. do it. please just do it.

always have pads with you. even if you don't get periods, at least one of your friends probably does

#life hacks #life #not dying #staying alive #no one will see this #who cares though

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thcweasley · 3 years

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Yours

PAIRING : George Weasley X Y/N

SUMMARY : George getting jealous of his twin brother for being closer to you .

WARNINGS : none? Make out? implying things? hehe

WORDS : 1.7k

A/N: lol this hits too close to home, growing up i was shadowed by heather sister :( I was going to turn this into smut but im not sure.. cos i never wrote a smut before lol.

“Focus on your work Weasley” Snape smacked George Weasley’s head with the book he was holding, causing the whole class to look at his direction.

George was already an easily distracted person to begin with. but today especially, he got his mind somewhere else.

He was looking at you and his twin brother Fred, giggling while trying to figure out snape’s task. All of his life he never thought that he would feel this much jealously towards the older twin. Sure, sometimes it bothers him a bit that people pay more attention to him, or the fact that people always refers them as “Fred & George”, not “George & Fred”. But he knew it’s a silly thing to be bothered about so he always managed to brush it off.

But not today, Fred had been assigned with you. The girl George met on his last solo trip to honeydukes. It shocked him how he never saw you around before, despite being in the same house and grade. But hes glad that he met you. George didn’t like to be cheesy, but he was so sure that you were made for him. Whenever youre around, he just felt so happy. You’re funny, kind, and on top of all you’re prettiest thing he ever seen. Sadly, for him, other people seems to think that way about you.

He introduced you 2 weeks ago to his brother and friends. You seem to get along great with everyone. He liked that, his brother and friends is everything for him. But he cant help it but feeling a little bit jealous. He didn’t wanna admit it but this jealously is most probably because he was insecure about his feeling for you. Before everything he was sure that you fancy him the same way he fancies you. But now, hes not sure. And he hated it, youre supposed to be his girl.

The class that felt so long was finally over. George quickly stood up, walking towards the common room. he just want to burry his face onto his bed now. He felt an arm linking his. “Hey you” it was you. He let out a big sigh, not knowing how to feel right now.

“Hey, did you have a good time today?” He hated how catty he sounded. Knowing you, he knew you wouldn’t able to tell.

“Yeah it was fun. Your brother is hilarious you know that?” He rolled his eyes, feeling his face getting hot.

“Well yeah hes a clown” George answered shortly. Wanting you both could just drop this conversation. He didn’t like this, being jealous of his twin brother.

“ahah yeah true, youre also funny too you know” You leaned your head onto Georges arm. At this point it was hard for him to not just pulls you into a big hug. “Whats your plan for the rest of the day?” You asked looking up on him.

“Im not sure, probably just sleep” George answered looking down to you. You looked so cute leaning on to him.

“Wanna have a study date? Snape’s test tomorrow right?” George’s ears perked up at the word date.

A smile creeps on his face. “Yeah sure”

“Brilliant! I’ll see you in 2 hours then!” You gave his arm a squeeze before you go. Leaving George all smiley by himself.

2 hours later, George found himself getting ready for his study date. He finally going to make a move on you. Its obvious that you fancy him now right? At least you were the one who refers their study session as a study date.

He tried to look around for Fred but he was nowhere to be found. He feels weird do anything without asking for the older brother’s advice. But it was time to go to meet you at the Library and he didn’t want to make you wait, so he just decided to cross his fingers and hope for the best.

“Hey” George greeted you, big smile on his face. You look up at him from the book you were reading, smiling back at him. “You got a lot of stuff here” He sat down beside you, looking at paper and pens in front of him.

“Oh its not mine” You answered. “So, do you have anything you’re particularly struggling with?”

Whilst you tried your best to explain the things that he was struggling with. George was doing his best to stay focus on what youre saying instead of you. He cant help but admire your face, your cheeks, your lips. He wonders how would it feel like you press his lips against yours.

“Are you listening to me George?” You asked, knowing the answer pretty well.

“Uh yeah, im sorry I got distracted” he blinked.

You brought your hand on to his head, messing with his red hair. “you’ve been a bit distracted these days. didn’t you got smacked on your head earlier today by Snape?” you chuckled a bit running your fingers on the back of his head. “Did it hurt?” You tilted her head closer to him, rubbing the back of his head.

He couldn’t seem to think straight at this point. The fact that youre so close to him right now, he could smell your scent. He took a deep breath trying to be brave and make a move. He put his hand on top of yours, pulling it away from his head. “Y/N..” He started, linking his fingers with yours. “I think I like you”

“Yeah?” You chuckled feeling. your cheeks starting to get warm. “Whats going on George? Why are you suddenly so serious?”

“Well, Im not sure how you feel about me. But I got nothing to lose so here I am. I like you” Surprised by his words, you didn’t say anything. So he thought he could just make a move then. He leaned in closer to you getting you lips closer to each other. Not knowing what to do you just close your eyes. He smiled, taking this as a greenlight to proceed his act. Until all of the sudden-

“Your tea is here!!” Fred walked in, causing them to pull away from each other. “Hey that’s my seat George, do you not see the stuffs on the table?” He said as he sat down filling the gap between You and George.

“Fred what are you doing here?” George asked, clearly frustrated with the situation.

“That’s not how you greet people, my dear brother” He said handing you the tea he was talking about. “Besides, youre not the only one who got invited to this study group. Right Y/N?” You just nod at him feeling flustered, thinking about what could’ve happened if Fred didn’t just walk in.

The next day, George has been avoiding you since last night. He thought you guys shared the same feeling. But yesterday proved him wrong. He was just another friend to you

Snape’s exam was a group work, being Fred’s partner obviously made you work with him for the exam. You looked so happy, George wishes it was him working with you instead of his twin brother. He hated this so much, it’s ridiculous how jealous he felt towards his twin brother right now.

The exam’s finally over, George saw you coming up to him from the corner of his eyes. “Hey” you greeted him. “Wanna go to Three Broomstick later? I haven’t really seen you all week”

“Who’s coming?” He asked, hoping this time its just the two of you. And everything that he thought about last night wasn’t true.

“Uh everyone. Fred, Lee, Angelina and others im not sure” George snickered. How stupid of him to think that you wanna be alone with him. How stupid of him to think he got a chance with you.

“I think im gonna pass on that” he took a deep breath. “Im tired. Ill see you around” He left you dumb folded, walking away towards his room.

The night comes around. The common room feels empty, his friends had left him for Three Broomstick. George just chilling alone on his bed when he heard someone opened the door.

“George?” You walked towards him, sitting at the end of his bed “Hey, im just.. I just wanna make sure everything is okay”

“Why you here” George answered bitterly. “Arent you suppose to be out with your friends, with my brother?”

“Well yeah but I wanna check up on you. And talk about last night..”

“What do you wanna talk about Y/N?” He took a deep breath. “I already get it, you see me as a friend. If anything, you like Fred more than me. I get it don’t worry. Everyone always picks him over me, im used to it”

“George…” you scotched in closer too him, trying to stop him from rambling all these nonsenses.

“Im not even sure why I thought you like me, he is the better twin. Im just me. I just thought I have a chance with you. Throughout my life, ive always get hands down from my siblings, share with my siblings.” He realised how ridiculous he sounded but it didn’t stop him. “I love how you get along with my friends. But, i just thought, I thought youre my person. Finally someone I can proudly say mine. I thought you feel the same way as I do…” Georges voice was getting quitter when he felt your hand grabbing his. “I like you a lot and I get that you don’t feel the same way. So if youre coming here to explain that i-“

His words were cut off by your lips crashing to his. “You never let me speak Georgie” You murmured against his lips “I don’t know how you got it all wrong” you kissed his cheek lightly. “I didn’t know you felt that way. George. I like you, im your person. Ive always been“

With a big smile he pulled in for another kiss. He held on to your waist pulling you closer to him, positioning you onto his lap. You threw your and around his neck, deepening the kiss whilst his hands lazily griped your waist.

You can feel something poking between the inner part of your legs. With a slight smile you press your legs more on to him, grinding it against him. Earning a low groan from him.

He held your hips down on him, so both of you can feel more of the friction. His lips travelled to your jaw and to the back of your neck. You could feel his hot breath, sending shivers down your spine as he moved his lips closer to your ears. “Prove it” OKAY SO Let me know if you want a part 2 smut off of this HAHAH.

hehe part 2

this was quite hard to write cos i feel bad for him ahaha. this is loosely based on a true story. but i never got my Y/N :’)

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seekingseven · 3 years

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All I would like to request is Legend and Sky hanging out, maybe being friends. Also, love you lots Seeking! Hope you're taking care of yourself and having a good day. It's what you deserve ^u^

Linked Universe Prompt Requests #3!

First of all, I appreciate you so much, Silver! And second, here you go!

(You can also read the fic here on Ao3)

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Legend leaned against his kitchen counter, chin in his palm and nose scrunched against the breeze leaking through the window.

"Foul ball, that was a foul ball!"

"Wha- no it wasn't! You can't call a foul ball whenever we score!"

Warriors and Twilight glowered at each other. On the far side of the backyard, Wind dribbled a spotted ball between his ankles and made small talk with Wild, who was trying to wipe away the sweat pooling under his arms with the end of his ponytail. Legend scrunched his nose in disgust. Apparently the champion's bright idea to host a ball game in the hottest hour of the afternoon had come back to bite him.

His focus drifted over to the other side of his backyard, where Hyrule stood forlornly between two wooden posts. His team's poor excuse for a goal, most likely.

"You tried to trip me!"

"I did not! Stop whining, would you? If you wanted to win you should have learned the rules of the game beforehand."

"Cut me some slack, Twi. It's my first time playing!"

"Not an excuse. If you wanted to learn you could have just stayed inside with Sky and Legend or gone to the market with Four!"

Warriors took a few quick steps forward. Twilight stood his ground and puffed up his chest.

"That's enough, you two." Time said, voice snapping from his spot on a nearby bench. Legend grunted. What kind of referee watched from a bench? This was why there was an argument happening in the first place.

Behind him, the kettle began to whistle. Legend pushed himself off his elbows and turned to shut off the stove top, only partially ignoring the sounds of athletic revelry from the backyard. Porcelain clinked as Legend pulled a cup off the drying rack, then, glancing across the room, pulled off another.

If Sky was bothered by any of the commotion outside or the domestic ambience inside, he didn't show it. Instead, he sat at a table by the porch window, filing idly through the mounds of miscellaneous letters and trinkets piled around him. An overhead cuckoo clock wheedled out a dinky tune as Sky scrutinized an oddly-shaped mask.

"Coffee?" Legend asked.

Sky looked up from the table, then smiled.

"Yes, please!"

"Wrong, it's tea. What kind do you want?"

Sky's eyebrows furrowed for a moment before he caught on.

"Oh, haha! You got me. Uh, I don't really know. Surprise me."

Legend nodded to himself as he poured the kettle into the two cups. "You like sweet stuff?"

"Yeah, big fan. Can't drink anything too hot, though. Hurts my face. You got any iced tea or something?"

Steam plumed from the cups. Legend let out a small snort.

"Would have been nice to know that earlier."

Sky scratched the back of his neck and had the decency to offer up an apologetic smile. With a roll of his eyes, Legend set the kettle down and hoisted himself onto the kitchen counter.

He knew he stored the ice cubes in one of the overhead cabinets, but which one? Cabinets opened and closed as Legend balanced precariously on the countertop. Where was it? Had he really been gone so long that he didn't know where his own things were?

"Hey Legend, what's this?"

Paper rustled. The legs of Sky's chair squeaked as he leaned back, and in the corner of his eye Legend saw his companion hold something up to his face.

"Little busy here," Legend mumbled, closing yet another cabinet full of pots and pans. Maybe he should give some to Ravio; the guy needed some things for his new place, anyway. "Can you describe it to me?"

A snicker, then a stifled sound of agreement. Legend would have turned around to glare at Sky if he wasn't busy gloating over his find; the ice, at last! The countertop groaned as Legend plopped the bag of ice atop it and hopped onto the floor.

"It's a letter," Sky began, his voice uncharacteristically suave. Legend's eyes narrowed. "It's in this little pink envelope, and there's a little heart sticker on it. Says on the back....'from Elise.' Oh ho ho! Who's Elise? And there's another one here! This one's white, and it has a flower sticker on the lip. Very, very cute. Is this from Elise, too? Let me see...oh goddesses! 'From Carmen!' Carmen! Now tell me, does Elise know about this Carmen?"

Sky looked up at him with an impossibly smug grin. Legend pressed the corners of his lips down as he pulled out the rest of the ingredients for the tea.

"They're just girls," Legend began. "Just-"

"Just girls? What kind of philosophy is that? And to think you criticize Warriors for his womanizing tendencies..."

"You didn't let me finish! They're just girls who work at the bakery in Castle Town. I don't know how they got my address, but one day they all started sending me letters like that."

Sky's eyebrows piqued upwards. It might have looked innocent if not for the devious smile on his face.

"Oh, I see. So why did you keep them? Elise and Carmen must have been very sorry to have not received any response," Sky said, rifling through the stack of pink and red and crème colored letters and flipping them over to read the names on the back. Legend pretended he didn't see Sky's grin widen. "And I'm guessing the same is true for poor Lisa...and Donatella...and Trish..."

It was a good thing that Legend was preoccupied with measuring out sugar and honey, because if he had been any closer to the ice cubes, they might have melted from the heat radiating off Legend's face.

"I'm serious, Sky! I don't know any of them. I don't know why they kept sending the letters -- I never even gave them my address! I mean, I'm sure they're all really nice girls, but I'm just not, you know, in the position to be in a relationship right now...with the traveling and heroics and all that..."

Silverware clattered as Legend pulled open a drawer and retrieved a fruit knife. The sound of shouting and running echoed from outside. Light streamed through the kitchen window, and the breeze pushed along dust bunnies on the floor. Sky studied Legend, watching with unusual intensity as the latter skinned and diced a peach, then folded his hands behind his head.

"Fine, fine. But one more question, then."

Legend made a vague sound that could have been read as either grateful or irritated; most likely, it was a combination of both. Sky pushed forward anyway.

"Why'd you keep them?"

"What?"

"The cards. Why did you keep them? Did you just not have a chance to throw them away or something?"

"Throw them away? Of course not! Did you see the paper they're made of? That sort of high quality cardstock doesn't come from just anywhere! If I can find a way to bleach the paper without damaging it, I can use it for all sorts of things!"

Sky snorted, smiled, and tossed a handful of pink cards back onto the table. Hoarder, indeed.

"I think that Ravio friend of yours is starting to rub off on you."

"He is not," Legend insisted, placing a spoon and straw in both cups before walking over to the table. Only after Sky brushed away the cards in front of him did Legend hand him his tea. "He would have tried to sell them off as antiques or something. Guy wouldn't know what a real antique was even if it was staring him in the face."

Sky hummed. The sound bubbled into his tea and set little capsules of air drifting across the frothy surface. "Hey, did you put peaches in this?"

"Yeah, you like it?"

Outside, Warriors cried foul and Hyrule said something about headshots. Sky sipped his drink again, then grinned. "Mmmm, delicious. Yeah, I love it! Give me the recipe sometime, huh?"

"Heh, will do. Glad you like it."

"And speaking of Ravio, where is he? Didn't you say he used to squat here?"

Legend nodded, hands cupped around his drink and goosebumps flaring from its soothing coolness. "He did, but he just moved out. Got his own shop by the castle, with a big nice sign out in front. Professionally made. It looks pretty good, honestly. I haven't seen him in a while, but I might drop by sometime to say hi."

"Ah, I see," Sky said, absently threading one of the love letters through his fingers. Legend shot him a dirty glare, but he paid it no mind. "Hey, you said that these girls somehow figured your address, right? Do you think Ravio might have given it out? Maybe while you were gone or something?"

"Ravio? That's ridiculous. He's not the sort of guy to do that. For the longest time he's been telling me to...to..."

Legend's eyes widened. The goosebumps along his arms grew more pronounced, and this time it wasn't from his chilly drink.

"He what?" Sky prompted.

"He's been telling me to get a girlfriend for the longest time and...he...he set me up. He set me up! He gave out my address to those girls. I know it! He...this is his fault!"

Sky burst into laughter. Tea sprayed across the table, splattering across rose-colored envelopes and sparkling cardstock. Legend punched him in the shoulder, hard, but Sky didn't stop.

"Ravio! Ravio as your wingman, I would have never thought! Doing the goddesses' work, he is!"

"Oh, shut up, would you? I'm not going to make you tea again!"

Their punching and tousling cooled when the front door swung open. A moment later, Four stepped inside, arms laden with groceries and a peculiar grin on his face.

"You're back!" Sky said. Legend mumbled something about Sky stating the obvious before placing his cup to his cheek, trying to smother his burning blush.

"Sorry to interrupt whatever was going on here," Four said. That odd smile was still on his face. "I’m just about to put all these groceries away, but there's something I need to give to Legend first."

"Me?" Legend asked. Four's grin widened; it looked unnervingly similar to the one Sky had worn just minutes ago.

"Yes, special delivery. From a certain 'Amelia'. It's the red box, yeah, that one."

Legend picked up the box gently, sandwiching it between his forearm and bicep, and shuddered. Sky and Four traded a sidelong look before the latter darted off into the kitchen.

"Well? What do you think it is?" Sky asked.

"I don't want to know," Legend whispered. He took a seat by the table before tossing the box by his cup. Something rustled inside.

"Open it..."

"Open it!" Four chimed from the kitchen. His voice was unusually high.

With a world weary sigh, Legend edged his fingers under the box cover and slowly lifted it upwards.

"Well? What is it?"

"Wait, would you? I can't tell..."

Legend leaned forward, squinting.

His eyes widened.

With an undignified BANG, he slammed the box shut and launched it across the room. His face was stained a dangerous color of scarlet.

"...well?" Sky repeated, "what was it?"

Legend let out a short breath, then leaned over to cradle his head in his hands.

"...remind me to kill Ravio the next time I see him," he growled.

Sky and Four burst into laughter, and even Legend couldn't fully stifle a smile.

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plant-flwrs · 3 years

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hi idk if you write for hermione (if not you could do luna?) but could you do one where the reader has a crush on hermione and is talking to harry about it and hermione overhears? then she askes the reader to go to hogsmeade with her?

library confessions // hermione granger

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a/n: drarry. lesbian pinning. blushing. longing glances. yes this is gay. i love u anon.

summary: Hermione overhears you confessing your feelings about her.

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Harry Potter was the chosen one, the boy who lived, the star of the wizarding world, but the boy was painfully daft in most situations.

Especially in matters of romance.

“Harry,” you said slowly, looking into the boys eyes hoping he would see your desperation and urgency, “I need you to listen to what I’m saying.”

Harry huffed in annoyance, rolling his eyes at his friend, “I am listening, Y/n!”

“Obviously you are not,” you said slowly, leaning back in your chair but still looking at the boy, “because if you were, you would understand what I’m trying to tell you right now.”

You had found the situation entertaining some 20 minutes ago, but as time went on and Harry still didn’t understand the simple thing you were telling him, your entertainment ceased.

“You’re speaking in riddles! How am I supposed to know if Hermione listens to ‘lesbian’-” he quoted you there, “-music! I wish you’d just talk to her about this, I mean, its just music!.”

You groaned and felt an embarrassed blush come over your cheeks at the mere mention of Hermione.

“Harry! Keep your voice down,” you scolded him, looking frantically around the common room that Hermione could be in at any second.

The two of you sat in annoyed silence, making sure no one heard you, before continuing.

“I was an awesome wing-woman for you with Draco! You owe me!”

“Wing-woman, what are you-” Harry’s sentence ended as soon as the realization hit him. His eyes lit up from behind his glasses. His mouth opened and closed like a fish.

Harry, after 20 minutes of hinting at it, just realized you were confessing a crush on your best friend, Hermione Granger.

He sat back in his seat, unable to form a coherent sentence as his mind attempted to absorb the information. You rolled your eyes with a certain kind of relief, waiting for Harry to speak again.

“You mean-” he finally started again after a few minutes, leaning forwards again.

“Yes,” you finished for him, not wanting him to say it out loud.

“Our Hermi-”

“Yes,” you finished again, wanting Harry’s epiphany to end sooner so you could talk about the pressing topic.

“Why are you asking me about this?” he asked, an entertained smile on his lips.

“Like I said, you owe me.”.

You and Hermione were in the library studying for an upcoming Charms test. You two had an unspoken agreement for a long time that entailed you studying together, and you never once complained when she dragged you away to the library. You could be watching the Quidditch World Cup, but if Hermione had to study, you would be there in an instant.

You sat across from her, trying very hard not to stare at her. Her curly and unruly hair was pulled off her face with a muggle pencil, a few pieces framing her face. When she wasn’t writing, she twirled a piece in her fingers, succeeding in mesmerizing you and completely distracting you from your work.

You shifted in your seat, trying to make yourself focus on the Charms essay in front of you. You crossed your legs, accidentally grazing Hermione’s shin with your foot. You felt your face get warm at the small touch, and Hermione looked up at you from her paper.

“‘M sorry,” you mumbled, cringing at the slight tremble in your voice.

“It’s alright,” she whispered back, looking back down at her paper.

You let out a deep breath, closing your eyes and not letting yourself look up at her. You bit your lip, tensing in your seat. These days, it was incredibly hard to get any real studying done when you were with Hermione. Everything she did made you fall even more in love with her.

“Harry?” Hermione whispered in a slightly annoyed but curious tone, causing you to look around for the boy.

“Hey guys,” Harry said, smiling, as he slid into the seat next to you, “was wondering where you were, found ya.”

You fought the urge to wince at Harry’s awkward greeting, giving him a small smile as Hermione turned back to her paper.

“What are you guys up to?” Harry pressed, leaning closer to you to look at your paper.

“Charms,” Hermione said, still sounding annoyed, without looking up from her paper.

“Oi, Hermione,” Harry acted as if he just remembered something, “I’ve been meaning to ask you this; you remember that book you read a few weeks back, about werewolves? Would you let me borrow it?”

Hermione’s face lit up at Harry’s request. She dropped her quill and looked to him.

“You mean Wanderings with Werewolves by Gilderoy Lockheart?” She said excitedly, the corners of her mouth lifting in a faint smile.

You felt your heart beat faster when Hermione smiled, watching her eyes fill with joy.

“Yeah,” Harry said reluctantly, forcing a similar excited smile.

“I got that here, in the library,” Hermione talked fast, looking around at the books around her, “I returned it already, should be back on the shelves for you.”

“Would you get it for me? I’m rubbish at finding books,” Harry pleaded, taking advantage of Hermione’s excitement.

“Of course! I’ll be right back,” she got up from her chair and walked quickly to some shelves a few rows over.

“You don’t read, let alone read books by Lockheart. What’d you do that for?” you asked Harry, seeing through him.

“I wanted to talk to you about Hermione,” he said lazily, watching Hermione as she ducked between two tall shelves and began thumbing through the tons of books by Lockheart.

“Harry-” you scolded him, looking around frantically to make sure Hermione hadn’t heard. She was still looking at the books, her back to you and Harry

“What? She’s not listening. Anyway,” Harry began, smiling devilishly at you, “I talked to Draco-”

“You told Draco?” you had to stop yourself from screaming at him, only so Hermione wouldn’t hear and come over.

“Of course I told Draco, he’s the romantic one of the two of us! He had a great idea. If you’d stop interrupting me, I might tell you,” Harry said, waiting for you to calm down.

“Fine, right, I’m sorry,” you said, looking down at your fingers as you nervously fidgeted with them.

Harry’s comforting hand rested on top of them, “What’s the matter?”

“I’m really bloody nervous, Harry,” you started, looking up at Harry to see his quirked eyebrow telling you to go on, “I mean, she’s my best friend. If she doesn’t like me back, and I tell her, we won’t be the same,” you paused, taking in a deep breath, “But, I don’t think I can stand to be friends with her anymore, I want more.”

Harry nodded knowingly at you and rubbed your hand soothingly. You sighed, looking up and smiling gratefully at him.

Behind you, Hermione put her ear against the bookshelf closest to you and Harry, the book about werewolves clutched in her hands. She blushed as she listened to your confession, biting her lip to hide a huge smile. She peeked through books, listening to Harry comfort you with old stories about him and Draco before they finally confessed to each other. Hermione’s heart swelled, a feeling of relief coursing through her body. She played with her fingers nervously as she waited for Harry to leave, a sense of boldness coming over her that she had never felt before.

After a while, Harry left you at the table. Hermione ducked when you looked around for her, hiding behind a thick stack of books. She waited for a moment before standing again, turning and walking from behind the shelf, only to run straight into you. The book about werewolves fell to the floor, but neither of you cared much about it anymore. You stared longingly into each others eyes, and Hermione spoke first.

“Would you go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?” she blurted out, eyes widening as the words spilled from her mouth.

“Sure, are Ron and Harry coming too?” you asked, figuring she wanted to go to Hogsmeade the same way you and the group of your friends had been going for years.

“No, just us,” she said, smiling nervously at you.

“Ron? Passing up a Hogsmeade trip?” you joked, swallowing hard as you realized you were still standing extremely close to Hermione.

“A date-” she blurted out again, this time louder, like she had been forcing herself to say it, “I want to go on a date with you to Hogsmeade.”

You felt your mouth open in shock, slightly upturning your lips in surprise. You nodded your head vigorously, causing Hermione to duck her head down in a bashful sort of way.

“Perfect,” she said, walking past you back to the table you both shared.

You followed her, watching as she packed her things into her bag. She couldn’t stop smiling, and neither could you. She was careless with her things, nearly crumpling her newly written Charms essay. Her cheeks were pink as she smiled shyly at you before walking out of the library. You watched her leave, waving back at her when she looked over her shoulder for one more glance at you.

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quirklessidiot · 4 years

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Title: bath kisses [coward series au] Pairing: F!Reader x Miya Atsumu Genre: fluff, college au, slice of life au, super smoll angst

Synopsis: Your boyfriend shows up on your exam night and he thinks you’re going to be pissed at him but it’s the exact opposite [pre-timeskip; basically when you and atsumu were still fetuses and you werent preggy ngh]

Warnings: mentions of sex notes; your usual you dont need to read coward to understand this chapter, its just soft hours and a pinch of angst! actually my most favorite side story since its soft and shows their dynamic when they were in college [this may be the shortest but well i love it]

read the series here! [ ss;; one, two, three, four ]

Atsumu’s head is in limbo.

Fuck.

That lass toss could’ve been better.

No, he did it well. Maybe it was his spiker’s fault? He clenched his sports bag tightly as he felt the cold wind slap his face. What a befitting weather for his mood, it even sucked more since you weren’t there to watch his games.

He understands that you’re trying to graduate early (reasons unknown) and that he feels like he’s a bother with his yapping and whines but you’re patient with him. You always are, most of the time you’re as quiet as a cat as he snuggles onto you for affection.

It was usually him that would make the first move.

But this day, he wishes you were there. He wants to run to you after the game, hug you and just stay there. Ignoring everyone around him saying, ‘It’s alright’ , ‘better luck next time.’, ‘it’s just a game.’

No, he doesn’t want to hear that.

He just wants to feel your warmth and the small comforting circles you draw on his back, he loves the silence you give in the sea of noises.

It seemed like you always understood what he wanted.

So he ends up in your apartment that night, fresh out of the gym's shower with a mikasa ball on his hand from a late night practice. He knows you have a major exam for tomorrow, you’d probably be pissed at him for the first time (and that would lead to your first ever major fight. much to everyone's disbelief, you weren’t very quick to anger or scary but he knows that you value your education to a very high regard so he wouldn’t be surprised if you did get angry at him tonight)

Yet when you answer the door for him, brows knit together in confusion, he lets out a fake grin, “Hey, sweetheart.”

He always tried to be upbeat and joking around you, the relationship had already one serious person. It didn’t need another one.

“I thought you had a game.” you knew how he and his teammates would go out and celebrate after, you wonder why he’s even here early.

“We lost.”

Silence lingered for a moment in the air as you take in his words, you tilt your head slightly, “You didn’t shower well. Want me to wash your hair for you?”

Atsumu blinks, completely surprised by your usual calm and collected demeanor, he was expecting you to be angry at him for the first time, “Don’t you have an exam tomorrow?” he asks, taking off his shoes and going into your home, trailing behind your figure.

“I don’t study the night before, I usually sleep early.” You quietly replied as you took a clean towel from your closet.

“Aren’t you mad?”

You stop in your actions mid-way and turn to him, your face blank as always, “Why would I be?” you outstretched your hand, the gesture taking him by surprise, “Take off your clothes and get in the tub, I’ll wash your hair and clean your back.”

Atsumu doesn’t know why he’s turning red.

You’ve both been intimate before but this, this was another thing. He sat there with just his underwear on while you sat outside, fully clothed, massaging his scalp with your soft fingertips. He feels like he’s about to pass out, this wasn’t like you.

Something about this act just seems more intimate than sex.

“Are you alright?”

“Y-yeah.”

Silence resonates throughout the room right after yet it's comfortable, maybe its because you’re there or maybe it's the way your fingers tread lightly on his hair. He loved your touches, they were rare and addicting. You rinse the shampoo from his hair, then you break the silence.

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“I’m not good at comforting people.” You confessed quietly, “When my friend lost his first ever basketball game, all I gave him was his favorite teriyaki burger. I can’t say that it’s alright when I know it’s not.”

Atsumu turns to you, his colored hair down and wet, your face remains blank but your gaze is soft. It’s warm and he wants to drown in them. He’s always loved your eyes, if you guys were to ever have kids hopefully he’d wish to see those eyes in them. The eyes of yours is filled with so much emotion that contrasts your deadpan and blank features, he chuckles at the thought. Damn, you’re beautiful, “I think you’re doin’ a damn good job. The fact that you just show and not tell s’alright with me.”

You remove his hand and give his temple a soft kiss. He doesn’t know if it’s because he lost or it's because he’s down but you were awfully warm today and he knows he’s supposed to feel like shit.

He lost a very important game, after all.

But right now, all the thoughts about the game were decreasing. All he could focus on was your warm fingertips and soft eyes that look so out of place in your blank features. Atsumu feels his heart thumping loud, he wants to make love to you tonight.

He wants you to be by his side forever.

“I love you.” He softly proclaims.

Yet you never say those words back to him like always.

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strangeradventuresofp · 4 years

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smiles (five x reader)

A/N : five is older in this, 18 yrs old !! he will be older in all of my fics unless its five x platonic!reader in which case there doesn’t really need to be an age adjustment but for romantic ones five is always aged up !! hope u enjoy<3

Rays of morning sunshine shot their way into Five’s room through his window and thin fabric curtains. Five woke up and rubbed his tired eyes, rolling over to check the clock on his bedside table. He grumbled as it wrongly told 3:17 A.M and threw the cover off of himself, sitting up and swinging his legs around to stand. As he stretched, a few of his bones cracked before he made his way downstairs and into the kitchen.

“Nice jammies.” Giggling as you looked at him, his brows furrowed and he shot you a very unappreciative look. “I’m serious, they’re cute. Makes me wanna pinch your little cheek!” He slapped your hand away as you tried to seize his cheek between your fingers, and you giggled once again. He loved that sound. “Coffee?” Five’s hands came grabbing towards at the cup that you held in your hands, and he gulped the coffee down in a matter of seconds, to which you chuckled.

“Why are you up, anyway?”

“Work.”

“Work?”

“Yeah, I got a job working at the doughnut shop across the street. I kinda need one after I let Klaus borrow some money, and he never gave any of it back. I don’t blame him though, guy’s got an issue.” Five frowned as you took a sip of your own coffee.

“Until when?” You crossed your arms over your chest.

“Why do you care, huh?”

“I don’t, really.”

“Then shut up.”

“Make me.” You watched the end of his lips turn up into a smirk, and you rolled your eyes at him. “Might be nice to see you in a cute little uniform.” His smirk widened slightly as he saw your cheeks turn rosy.

“Is it bad if I’m actually nervous? I know it’s only selling doughnuts and drinks to people but..” Looking down, you picked at your fingers anxiously. Five stood and walked over to you, taking your chin between his fingers and lifting your head up to lock eyes with you. Your heart raced and your cheeks deepened as his eyes drilled into yours, a small smirk appearing on his lips again. He loved the effect he had on you.

“It’s easy. If you mess up then you’re clearly more stupid than I thought you were.” You scoffed and moved away from him.

“Bastard.” Was all you said before walking to the door and heading to Griddy’s.

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“You stupid bitch! How fucking hard is it to give someone a fucking cup of coffee?”

“I-I’m s-sorry, I-” You were cut off by the sound of your own gasp as the loud man in the doughnut shop threw the rest of the coffee over you. It was hot, and it began to burn you through your clothing but you didn’t say a word, or make a sound. Your head bowed and you eyes became misty, sniffling as the man began shouting at you once again, towering over your small frame.

Suddenly, a familiar blue flash of light appeared to tackle the man to the ground. You closed your eyes and didn’t move, trying not to focus on the many noises around you; they were overwhelming. Then, everything went quiet. Eventually, you felt someone take your hand, delicately. You allowed them to lead you outside, opening your eyes once you heard the bell ring softly.

“Y/N. Are you okay?” He studied your face, his full of concern, and you nodded, sniffling.

“I-I’m fine, It’s just.. Shaken up a bit is all.” You sighed, and blinked, attempting to get rid of the tears that remained in your eyes. “Wait, why are you here?”

“I was going to come and see you. I didn’t want to miss out seeing you in that cute outfit, did I?” That all-so-familiar smirk reappeared on his lips and his hand gently cupped your cheek, wiping your tears with his thumb. “Y/N, I swear, if anyone even thinks about looking you the wrong way, I’ll fucking kill them.”

“Five-”

“I’m serious, Y/N.” Your hand reached up to touch his, and you watched his eyes soften at the contact.

“Five, you seem.. Different. Are you okay?”

“I just have this overwhelming urge to protect you. I can’t stand the thought of someone wanting to hurt you.” It took Five a few seconds to realize that you had actually pulled him into a hug, but after while, he hugged back. You buried your face into the crook of his neck and he shivered, but tightened his grip around your waist. “I meant what I said, Y/N. I’ll murder anyone who even dares to try to hurt you.”

“Why are you being like this?”

“Because I-” He sighed, unsure of whether he should confess his feelings to you. Once he locked eyes with you, he found it difficult to look away. His breathing increased slightly as his eyes flickered from your eyes, to your lips, to your eyes. At last, he crashed his lips to yours and for a few minutes, the two of you were in absolute bliss. Your lips moved in sync with each other and you felt like nothing else mattered. Like you were the only two people on earth. As you both pulled away, you pressed your forehead gently against Five’s, and you watched him smile for the first time in a very long while.

“I like when you smile.”

“I like you.”

“I like you too.” You cheeks turned pink as you confessed to the boy you had loved for so long, and he chuckled as your shyness.

“You know, you make me wanna kiss you when you do that.” He smirked as your blush intensified, looking you up and down. “So, how about a cup of coffee?”

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A/N : hihi hoho so this is my first time writing for five and im kinda nervous i dont think its good and its super short but anyway i hope u all like it and thank u for reading i love u all and i hope ur all having an absolutely fantastic day<3 xo p

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oh-my-may · 4 years

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Tsukishima, Sugawara and Kuroo getting prank ignored for a day

requested: hii, i really like it the getting prank ignored for a day, can u make this again but w/ tsukki, suga and kuroo

Hiii! I’m finally back??? This took forever lmao and I have to say I’m not this satisfied with it but I wanted to post something again? So I’lllet your guys’ feedback decide :)

Hopefully I’ll be able to work on some more requests until uni starts again, but we’ll see. Enjoy this until then! xx

Tsukishima Kei:

Sometimes Kei was... just Kei. In the months of your relationship he had grown a lot more used to you and you noticed how he softened with every day you spent together. That was... Until exams approached and the volleyball matches got more intense, too.

He forgot lunch dates and meetups, study sessions and he even texted you less. Of course you could understand him, he was very busy, but you felt like air to him. You didn’t even see him in school anymore. You were the one keeping the contact up, he only ever responded to your messages with an emoji or a simple sentence.

It got so frustrating to the point where you thought you might as well cut off all ends for a day. Not trying to get your mind occupied with him, just concentrating on school, your friends and yourself for a day.

However when you woke up, you were surprised to see that he had actually send you a message. Karasuno had a practice match this afternoon and he invited you to come and watch them because he knew you enjoyed watching them all play. You felt a wave of euphoria washing through your body, but then you remembered your little “game” and put your phone away.

by the time you’ve reached lunch you received a few more messages from him, mostly a bunch of question marks because you haven’t answered yet, questions whether you were still asleep or sick at home. You weren’t, you sat in the same places as usual in school.

You yourself grew impatient as the end of school was nearing and you were considering actually showing up in order to see him. You couldn’t even focus on class anymore and that’s when you knew your plan had failed. Instead of being able to focus more on other things, even now your mind was filed with thoughts of Tsukishima.

You sighed and gave up when you left the school building after your last class and saw his tall body towering over the rest of the students. His body language may not be obvious to many other people, but it is to you and you knew that he was searching for something. Looking for you.

You figured there was no way out of this for you anymore, so you just walked your usual way towards the exit, your way crossing him. He almost didn’t notice you right away, but his long arms stops you right in your tracks. “What, were you just gonna walk right past me? You seem a bit distracted today Y/N.”

You can just stare back at him. He doesn’t exactly looks worried, but something in his tone tells you he knows that something is going on. So he wasn’t quite that onblivious, but he still didn’t get what exactly was urking you. “Tsukki, really...” You sigh and move your wrist out of his hand which he wasn’t holding that tight anyway, he was just trying to stop you. “I just thought I could try and ignore you for some time, since I’ve basically been air to you lately with all your exams and volleyball stuff.” You try not to, because you know he hates it when you do, but you can’t help but huff a bit and sound kind of bitter with a slight pout on your lips that forms naturally.

There’s some silence spreading between you and you just look into the distance as you await a reaction from him. He also hates it when you don’t look at him when you talk to him like that, when it’s about something serious. So naturally, you expect a harsh reaction from him, but you’re surprised when his fingertips softly brush the top of your head, his fingers threading through some strands of your hair. When you look up you can actually clearly see the bitter regret in his eyes and face, a deep thoughtful fold on his forehead. “Kei?” you mumble a bit regretful, seeing as he’s really deep in his thoughts over your words.

“I didn’t even notice.” he just answers and puts his hand down, just to take your hand in his and intertwining your fingers. “I’m still not used to this, please excuse my behaviour.” You can just smile and coo at this, squeezing his hand and surprising him when you practically jump up to place a kiss on his cheek. “Just talk to me next time, yeah?”

Sugawara Koushi:

It wouldn’t naturally occur to you to just ignore your boyfriend for a day. Not Suga, since he was practically the sweetest and most considerate human being you ever encountered on this planet and he was cherishing you with every inch of his being. Alone the thought of him made you smile.

But your friends could be evil sometimes. You loved them, they were your friends for a reason after all, but they could do very “cruel” things sometimes, like daring you to ignore your boyfriend for a whole day. You felt like not doing it, but maybe you could proof to yourself that not everything in your life is dependent on him. You are your own being, after all. A day has 24 hours, 8 of which you normally spend in bed and around another 7 in class without him, so that leaves only about 9 hours without him. Shouldn’t be that hard, right?

But your heart already aches when you don’t allow yourself to answer his goodnight messages. That doesn’t seem to be that big of a deal to him though “You’re probably already asleep, huh? Sleep well! I hope you dream of me <3″. You smile to yourself but put your phone away, trying not to think too much about the next day.

In the morning there are already more messages from him waiting for you. “Good morning! I hope you slept well! Can’t wait to see you today <3 You’re always welcome to watch practice if you don’t have anything else to do!” There’s a sting in your heart as you swipe them away and prepare everything for the day. Your lucky it’s a wednesday, that means today your boyfriend doesn’t walk you to school, but you meet your friends halfway to school. You try not to let the teasing get to you and just make your way to and through school as quickly as you can, not even noticing that you rush right past Suga. He tries to stop you in surprise, but he fails because you’re too fast and he’s left wondering. Maybe you just didn’t see him in the crowd of people?

Luckily during your first classes that day you don’t receive any messages, as Sugawara is a responsible pupil that doesn’t like using his phone in class (be like Suga!!) But when you try your best to avoid him during lunch, he gets very suspicious and asks to go to the restroom in class just so he can text you. On the way there he walks past your classroom and can’t help but spend a minute watching you, hoping that maybe through some telepathic power you look his way. Of course you don’t though. Instead you’re surprised how easy it is to focus on class as you try to push the thoughts about your boyfriend away and distract yourself with something else.

As the school bell rings Suga is the first one out of his classroom, surprising all his classmates. He ignores Daichi’s calls saying that he shouldn’t forget about practice today. Instead Koushi runs through the hallway to your classroom to catch you right as you walk out.

You almost scream when you feel someone grabbing you and pulling you aside, until you realize its your birthday. You’re relieved for a second until you remember your bet and then give up with a sigh as you watch your freinds walking by behind Suga, dragging their fingers over their throats and acting as though they’re crying. You drag your eyes back to Suga who looks you up and down more worried than you’ve ever seen him.

“Y/N! What’s wrong? You didn’t reply to any of my messages and ignored me completely during the breaks!” He lloks frustrated and desperate for an explanation and you can’t help but smile a little at his words, raising on of your hands up to caress his cheek. “I’m sorry.” is all you can bring over your lips before you press your face against his chest and wrap your arms tightly around his torso.

You spend a while in this position until you can get yourself to explain everything to him and your voice is so filled with regret he just can’t be mad at you. He couldn’t ever be mad at you. He just tells you to never to something like that again, because he really felt like he did something horribly wrong, and then you walk to his practice hand in hand. Like that, you can even bear you friends teasing. You wouldn’t ever go without a single day without Suga, that’s what you learned.

Kuroo Tetsurou:

It was a dumb idea, really. You would have never agreed to this. But you can be stubborn sometimes, and you also would not loose a bet to Kenma, Yaku and Lev. Ignoring Kuroo for 24 hours - it couoldn’t be that hard, right? “It’s what I’m trying to do for as many hours as possible, Y/N. I would be glad if someone asked me to do that.” Kenma said in an unimpressed manner while not looking up from his game. You sighed and just left them standing there without a word, as Yaku and Lev kept on shouting things they want if you loose the bet. Which was not gonna happen. You hoped.

In the morning it was usually you that texted him first, asking about his sleep and what his day was gonna be like. It was easy not to that, though, because he never answered over text and instead just read them and answered them when you saw him in school.

Getting out of Kuroos way in school was a bit tricky, though, as he normally greeted you in front of your classroom. Sometimes he was already waiting in the door frame. You cringed a bit when you saw him standing there, but maybe the best way to go was just acting as though he wasn’t there. Just dodging under his arm and walking right to your seat and then striking a conversation with one of your classmates as soon as possible so he wouldn’t get the chance to talk to you. And it was even easier to do in practice. Kuroo was caught off guard when you just walked right past him and he could just observe your figure in the room with a surprised look. “Okay.” he said to himself quietly and left and you were almost relieved thaht when you turned around he wasn’t there. Of course it hurt you to just ignore him like that. You could just blame the others if it went wrong, right?

During lunch you literally sprinted out of the room into the restroom and waited a good 15 minuted there. Just so you could be sure he wasn’t in the cafeteria anymore, because he liked being the first one there. You could just imagine him sitting there with a free space next to him, looking around and waiting for you. Your heart clenched and you felt miserable. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all. You were just hurting yourself at this point.

With your head hanging down you left the toilets behind and waited in front of his classroom. Slowly all his classmates came and went inside, but Kuroo didn’t show up until 1 minute before the bell. You looked up in relief and then ran right into his arms, almost causing him to fall. “Woah, all of a sudden, Y/N?” He laughs into your ear and you can’t hold back a dry sob. “Yaku, Lev and Kenma mde me do it I’m sorry I’m such an idiot.”

Kuroo just giggles even more as he works his hands over your hair to soothe you. “No one can resist me for long I guess.” he sighs and makes you look up to him by placing a hand under your chin. “Yaku, Lev and Kenma you say? I’ll make sure they’ll practice some extra serves and run more laps today.” His thumb travels over the soft skin of your lips as he considers: “Or for the rest of the week, or the whole month, or until the next match.” His hand wanders along your neck until he plays with the hair at the top of your head again. “Just don’t do something like that to me ever again sweetheart.” Then he places a soft kiss on your jaw and vanishes inside of his classroom.

For as long as they have to do extra practice, you don’t get anything else from Yaku and Lev other than evil glances. They still make you buy them their favorite snack, though.

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harrysweasleys · 4 years

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a lesson in chemistry // r.l

summary: hey! i was wondering if you could do one where the reader does really bad in a test and remus comforts her? thank u!!

warnings: none

word count: 2.6k

a/n: i am close to 1k and was thinking of doing an event but i know i’m gonna forget and it’s just not going to go well so i just wanna say THANK YOU to all you sweet sweet beings for following my mess of a blog! :)

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Moonstone. Powdered porcupine quills. Powdered unicorn horn.

The three ingredients repeated themselves over and over in your head as you sat by yourself in the common room nearing two o’clock in the morning, the messy notebook spread open in front of you as your eyes tried to droop shut.

It was nearly impossible for you to focus on the fuzzy words, but you forced yourself to stay as awake as you possibly could so that tomorrow’s quiz would be a breeze. That’s why you were studying, wasn’t it?

Remus and Sirius had promised to help you out, but the two had trudged off to bed nearly an hour ago, practically already asleep. For two people who seemed so adamant on ‘all nighters’ they had gone to bed rather early, in your opinion. You quite missed their company — Remus more than Sirius — and wished you could at least have someone here to help keep your mind sharp.

But, here you were, all by your lonesome and wrapped in a scarlet and gold knitted blanket that your parents had made you, the crackling fireplace heating you up, and the words in front of you making you sleepy.

You couldn’t comprehend why no one else seemed stressed or even worked up about this quiz — exam, actually — which made studying it just that much more frustrating. You figured people would care about their marks and scores, right?

“The potion should result in a cool blue colour,” you mumbled to no one in particular, the words trying their best to etch into your brain, “A cool blue colour. Not to be mistaken with Draught of Peace which is a warm blue colour.”

You let out a quiet groan and rested your head against the back of the couch cushion. Potions class was never your strong suit, but you had found it fascinating. And, of course, hou didn’t want to seem like you were lost, so studying hours on end seemed to be the only passing solution here.

The large ticking clock on the wall told you it was five minutes past two o’clock, and the exam was at ten o’clock the next day. Only eight hours left for you to memorize every last word.

Eight hours.

As you glanced back down at the book, your eyes felt heavier than they were not a minute ago, and your head felt as if it were on a cloud. The room around you seemed to vanish down a long, long tunnel...

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“D’you think if we poke her she’ll jump?”

“Sirius, that’s just rude.”

“C’mon, it’d be funny though. What if we poured pumpkin juice on her?”

“No, let’s just calmly wake her up.”

“You’re boring, Remus.”

Your eyes fluttered open to two overly familiar faces crouched in front of you. Remus, his hair messy and his eyes watching you cautiously, and Sirius with his signature smirk.

“Get out of my face,” you sat up, throwing the blanket off of and trying to figure out where you were. The Gryffindor common room felt very different when you were waking up in it.

The fire embers were burning low and the morning sunlight blazed through the windows, the room brighter than it had ever seemed before. The blanket was still comfortable draped over your body, warm and comforting, and the heavy textbook was still open on your lap with the page slightly crumpled as your hand rested upon it.

Suddenly, as if hit by a train once you noticed the book, you remembered, “Bloody hell, it’s the Potions quiz today.”

Remus chuckled, “Relax. It’s in, like, an hour.”

You threw the blanket off of your body and grabbed the book, shaking your head, “You don’t get it, Remus. I don’t know anything.”

“That can’t be true,” Remus furrowed his eyebrows at you.

Sirius pat you on the shoulder, sitting next to you on the couch and closing the book with a loud thump, “You’ll be fine. You just need to eat.”

So you let the two boys lead you down to the Great Hall, where the loud hustle and bustle of the early morning made it nearly impossible to focus on the jumble of words on the worn out pages in front of you. The book, although informative, was clearly written for someone who actually understood what the hell everything meant. And it was harder to understand anything when the ruckus around you made it difficult to even read said things.

It bothered you greatly that Remus — the person you considered your best friend — didn’t seem to care about the exam. Were you overreacting?

It wasn’t your fault, really. You took schoolwork very seriously and sometimes that meant overreacting. Over-studying. Over-planning. All of the above.

But, better to be safe than sorry — isn’t that the saying?

When the Great Hall crowd became dispersed, you knew that meant classes were beginning and you felt your nerves kick in at the thought. You shut the book rather loudly and followed Remus to the Potions classroom, no words being exchanged between the two of you — which you were thankful for, to be honest.

“You got this,” Remus flashed you a grin as you slowly walked into the class together, taking your usual seats in the middle. You didn’t like being too close, nor too far from the teacher. These seats were perfect.

“I don’t need false hope,” you groaned, resting your head on the table, “I need answers.”

He chuckled, “Sorry, you know me. I can’t cheat. But if this test goes wrong, I can tutor you.”

You lifted your head quickly, a bright red spot on your forehead from where it was previously pressed up against the wooden desk, “Wait, really? You’d do that?”

“Of course,” he smirked, running his hand through his hair in a stupidly attractive manner, “What are friends for?”

You flashed him a bright grin, “Oh, you’re the best, Remus.”

His cheeks turned slightly pink as he smiled back, lowering his head slightly as he flushed at the compliment. You felt your heart leap at his flustered state, unsure why the strange feeling decided to make its home in your chest.

You brushed it aside as the professor entered the class and handed out the quiz papers, making sure every student was silent and that no cheating would occur.

Within the first glance at the page, your heart sunk, all previous fluttery feelings gone. You had been so focused on remembering ingredients and potion colours that you forgot to study their purposes. The entire first page was asking about what each potion did and who they helped best. And you hadn’t even brushed on that subject during your late night study session.

Long story short, you were screwed.

You closed your eyes, thinking long and hard about each answer, writing down whatever felt right. It was always good to trust your gut instinct right?

In this case, it didn’t feel so right, but you went with it anyways.

What felt like two hours was only really thirty minutes, and the quiz was officially out of your hands. You felt ashamed handing it back — you knew your Professor would think you were a fool, a student who found excuses not to study. And that feeling was nagging you throughout the remainder of class.

“You don’t look so good,” Remus nudged your shoulder once you packed up your books, your entire body slouched and your lips curved downwards into a frown.

“I botched that so bad,” you groaned, tossing your head back and closing your book bag, throwing it over your shoulder, “I was too tired last night and didn’t study everything I wanted to.”

Empathetically, Remus wrapped his arm around your shoulder, guiding you out of the crowded class. You were too busy sulking to pay attention to the fact that Sirius, James and Peter weren’t even with you guys.

“I’ll help you,” Remus said, voice laced with confidence, “I don’t want you doubting your intelligence so I, Remus Lupin, appoint myself as your own personal tutor.”

“Can people self-appoint themselves that?” your face broke into a grin, his humorous antics thankfully distracting you from your disappointment, “You’re too much.”

“But you love me,” he ruffled your hair, removing his arm from around you and slipping his hand into his pocket.

You chuckled, shaking your head as your heart leapt in your chest, “I really do.”

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“I failed.”

Your voice was weak and quiet as you sat down on the Gryffindor table bench during lunch the week after, your mood rather sour. You had been incredibly worked up that morning, knowing you’d be getting your test results. But now that you’d gotten them, you wanted nothing more than to go back in time where you didn’t have to deal with the reality of the failure.

Remus’ face fell and he placed his hand on your knee, “Ah, I’m sorry. If it makes you feel any better, I didn’t do so well either. I think this test was marked more strictly than they usually are.”

Though you appreciated the effort, it didn’t lift your spirits.

“I didn’t think I’d do bad enough to actually fail,” you sighed, slouching your shoulders and resting your elbows lazily on the table, “I’m mad at myself.”

“Hey,” Remus lifted his hand off of your knee and poked you in the shoulder, “Stop that. Seriously. Don’t put yourself down so much.”

“Hard not to,” you leaned forwards and rested your head on your hand, eyeing the food with a frown. Your appetite wasn’t present at the moment.

Remus snapped his fingers in front of your face, “I’m serious, Y/N. I’m here to help you, yeah? We’ll get through this. We’ll improve together. The next quiz won’t even stand a chance against us.”

You wanted to keep sulking, but his words brought a smile to your face. Remus had a way of cheering you up — him and his ways. Something about him.. you just couldn’t stay upset around him.

“Thanks,” you grinned, lifting your arm and poking him in the shoulder as he had done to you previously, “I do feel a little better.”

“Good!” he flashed you a toothy grin, his eyes brightening, “That’s always the intention.”

You stared at him for a good moment, the smile not leaving your face. His freckles seemed more visible than usual, his hair lighter and his eyelashes long against his cheeks each time he blinked. Though his hair was thin and brown, his eyelashes were thicker and darker — it was rather cute. His eyes had specks of green in them and, you had never really noticed before, they had some grey in them too.

You had to snap yourself out of the trance he left you in, unaware and unsure as to what caused it.

Had you just checked Remus out? No. Couldn’t be. He was your friend. Friend. Best friend.

You took a deep breath and began filling your plate, appetite suddenly back. You filled your stomach with chicken pot pie and potatoes, hoping that the faster you ate, the better you’d feel.

But nope.

Though your mind was off of your test, you somehow felt even worse. Remus was all you could focus on. His closeness, his kindness, his warmth, his smell.

“Ready for the afternoon?” Remus stuck his hand out to you as he stood up, shaking you from your weirdly romantic thoughts.

“What?” you blinked, “Oh — yeah, sorry.”

You shook your head and stood up, linking your hand with his as the two of you left the hall and took off towards your next class.

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“No, no,” Remus shook his head, “You need to add this.”

You stared blankly down at the messy piece of parchment, nodding your head slowly, trying to remember which potion you guys had been talking about in the first place.

“Uh — which one again?” you asked sheepishly, your ears burning at the obvious fact that you weren’t paying attention, “Sorry.”

He let out a small laugh, placing his finger on the page in front of you, “This.”

You were glad that the library was quiet at this time of day, the cloudy weekend morning meaning most students would be choosing to start their day relaxing around in their pyjamas and drinking pumpkin juice.

You, however, while others students got to relax and spend the morning doing nothing, you had the great misfortune of being dragged out of the common room by an equally tired Remus.

“The library is empty in the morning,” he had said at your repeated groaning.

And he was right. The library was empty. The only sound you could hear was your quill scratching against your parchment and Remus’ whispered voice trying to teach you while respecting the library noise rules.

“What potion uses porcupine quills and peppermint sprigs?” he asked, resting his head on his hands and staring at you intently, his eyes focused on you and only you.

“Uh—,” you fought the urge to look down at your parchment notes, “Elixor to Induce Euphoria.”

He grinned, raising his hand to high five you, which you gladly accepted, “See! You got this!” You felt your face warm up at the contact and compliment.

“Next question,” he smirked, leaning even closer to you, “What would you say if I asked you to come to Hogsmeade for a drink?”

“I — what?”

As if the wind was knocked out of you, you couldn’t utter a single sound. Had you heard him right? There was no way.

“Do I need to repeat myself?” he chuckled.

But you still couldn’t find the words.

Yes, you had recently looked at Remus differently, but had it been a crush? It didn’t seem like it at first — but as you looked at him now, his face illuminated by the light outside and the way his hair stuck up in odd places, you realized you did like him.

You liked him. Him and his boisterous laugh, his nervous nail-biting habits, his love for poetry and snow. You loved how he’d always be there for you, ready to crack a corny joke when you were feeling down in the dumps. You loved how he’d always have a book recommendation and a long list of reasons why it would be worth the read. You loved how he always had the neatest handwriting, his notes providing you with bits of information you’d miss in class. How he’d always look forward to dessert because of how delicious he found the pumpkin pasties.

And all it took was him asking you out for you to realize you were falling for your best friend.

“I’d actually like that,” you nodded, aware that your cheeks were probably glowing but you were too giddy to care at the moment. Somehow, you felt as if this was right. There was no strangeness about him asking you — it somehow felt as if you had been waiting ages for him to do so.

“Thank Merlin,” he sighed, relaxing his entire body as his face lit up, “Next weekend?”

“Hm, can’t think of anything I’m doing,” you tapped your finger against your chin, eyebrows raised and your cheeks beginning to hurt from the bright smile you were sending his way. You couldn’t remember the last time you had been this giddy.

He leaned across the table and linked his hands in yours. You melted into the contact, using your elbow to push your parchment and quill out of the way so you could lean forwards without fear of ruining your notes or your sweater.

Safe to say, studying was now long forgotten.

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pagingevilspawn · 3 years

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Patiently waiting for the next lyialg update ! I’m obsessed so yeah thank u for that !!

Loving You Is A Losing Game- chapter six

i really need to get back to writing this fic, but my inspiration atm at zero. (i blame proofs, they’ve corrupted all my brain cells)

are we surprised, another filler! what? but, did i write... conversation? wowzies. its just a day full of surprises ain’t it? okay, hope you guys like it! read on ao3 here!

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"i've spent all of the love i've saved. we were always a losing game."

~*~

she probably should've left after their rendezvous in the comforters, but she didn't. instead, she lay on the wide open bed sprawled out over the covers, dressed and ready for the day as she asks him random questions just to annoy him, which she knows he secretly enjoys. (the tiny smiles he would let sneak past his lips didn't go unnoticed by her. he was quite horrible at trying to convince her that he didn't enjoy it.)

"why can't chickens fly?" she asks thoughtfully, pursing her lips, making him stop in his tracks as he puts his toiletries in his suitcase. that was definitely the weirdest question she had asked yet. and trust him, she'd asked a lot of them.

"umm, because they're too fat? i don't know." he answers with a shrug of his shoulders. he didn't know why the hell chickens didn't fly. all he knew was that their wings were useless.

jo looks unamused with his answer as a frown begins to form in her face. "but why? the universe gave them wings, so why not the opportunity to actually use them?"

alex thinks over the answer for a second, shrugging his shoulder as he puts more things in his bag. "dude, i don't know. you're the one in med school. go ask a teacher. or google. google has the answer to everything."

she furrows her eyebrows, reaching behind her to grab a pillow, which she successfully tosses and it hits his face. she lets out a loud laugh as the pillow makes a thump! sound as it hits the floor, alex sending her a glare she had gotten to know all too well these past few days. "you act like i'm in high school." she huffs, crossing her arms over her chest and frowning as she narrows her eyes at him.

"i would hope you're not. otherwise i'd get arrested." he says gruffly, finding a loner sock in the bathroom and tossing it into his suitcase aimlessly, nearly missing the destination point as it hangs over the side of it loosely.

"asshole. i'm twenty-three." she bites back.

"exactly." he says. "you're a fetus. you're a young, tiny, innocent fetus." he pauses for a second, "well, maybe not exactly the innocent part." he grins coyly, earning another pillow to the face.

she scowls at him playfully, a small smile gracing her lips. "shut up. and you do realize you're not much older than me right?" she flops back against the pillows, liking the poof! sound it made whenever she hit the confronter beneath her. it was settling, so much so that she did it again and again. sitting up and them flopping down. sit up, flop down. sit up, flop down. to say it annoyed him would be an understatement.

for someone who wasn't a high school student she sure as hell acted like one sometimes.

most of the time.

all the damn time.

"still. you are in school. ask a teacher, they probably know. or ask google, like i said. they seem to have the answer to everything."

jo blatantly ignores his answer, lost in her own world as she begins to ramble on, a trait he found out she did often. on most people he would find it annoying, but for some reason it suited her. "but it's so cruel." she pouts, narrowing her eyes and glaring at the blank TV screen. "i mean, they have all these bird friends and they see them fly in the sky, and all they wanna do is fly too but they can't because the universe gave them crappy wings that can't hold them up. it's crappy. the situation's crappy. chicken's deserve better." she says in one breath, sinking into the pillows behind her once she was done.

he looks at her for second before bursting into loud laughter. she seemed to have that effect on him, making him laugh at the most unconventional of times. "you think chickens deserve better?" he asks incredulously after he calms down from his laughing fit, a wide grin on his face as he looks at her.

jo blushes and looks away, feeling the heat rise from her cleavage to her face. she truly didn't know where the hell that rant came. she purses her lips and crosses her arms over her chest. "y-yes." she stutters out, trying not to launch into another long monologue. she could go on for days about how the poor, innocent, annoying cluckers got delt crappy cards.

"oh, i get it." he says, suddenly laying down on the empty spot next to her. "the chicken is you, and the wings are mothers. you're wondering why all the other people -birds- have wings -mothers- but you don't."

she stares at him, mouth agape. was that what she was thinking? she'd never put that together before. was she doing it without even realizing it? "n-no." she stutters out lamely. that would be crazy right? comparing a bird and wings to herself. that's just.. sad. not to mention pathetic. who the hell compares themselves to flightless birds? pathetic people, that's who. she wasn't a chicken, she was a... a fucking unicorn!

"please. i'm the king of euphemisms." he smirks, tossing a shirt into his suitcase as he stands form his position. he looks up to meet her eyes, which were wide. "you didn't know." he states, jo nodding in response.

he shrugs nonchalantly, "well, congrats on knowing it earlier than me. i didn't figure out the weird shit i said was just me reflecting on myself until last year." he gives a half hearted attempt at a grin. it was true. it wasn't until a patient pointing it out actually (who he thought was kind of crazy), so he supposed he couldn't give himself much credit.

jo pinches her eyebrows together, biting her bottom lip in concentration. "i just compared myself to a chicken." she says abruptly, making him let out a snort.

"that you did."

she suddenly stands up from her spot on the bed, hands flying around like a mad woman. "who the fuck compares themselves to a chicken!" she shrieks, sounding so serious alex was trying not to burst into a laugh right then and there.

"you." he deadpans, unable to stop the wide smirk that spread across his sharp features. she was too easy to mess with sometimes.

she throws him a sharp glare, taking off her flat from her foot and hitting him right in the chest, picking it up and slipping it back on after. he winces as he rubs the spot, making sure no shoe prints got marked on him. he wouldn't know how the hell he would explain that to robbins. i mean, 'oh no, i'm fine, just got trampled by a single shoe' was a bit of a hard thing to believe.

"no, but... that's just weird." she says, crossing her arms over her chest once more as she looks out the window, taking notice of the light bits of snow falling from the sky. she didn't know why she expected otherwise. it was november after all. she'd practically grown up in boston, she knew the reasons like the back of her hand.

he nods. "it is."

jo watches as the snow falls. it was so pure. she used to consider herself pure. well, not really. she lived in her car and had gotten kicked out of so many foster homes she lost count. but she did always think she still had that shred of innocence left in her, the girl who looked for the good in everything, despite her normally pessimistic thoughts. now, now that little bit of purity was shattered.

she cheated on her husband.

and the worst part? she enjoyed it. not the fact that she was cheating, god no. the guilt was all consuming, a torturous monster that she truly just wanted to stab to death with a sword as she watched it bleed out. no, she felt guilty at the fact that she couldn't get enough of the sex.

no man had ever made her feel the way alex karev had in the past three days. never in her life. she'd had random hookups that she met at bars who were quite good, and not to mention her husband, who she would used to compare to god in bed. but now... now she wasn't so sure.

it was like he knew her. it was like... he knew exactly what to do to push her over the edge, something she had never experienced before. god, she felt so dirty. she wanted to just hop in the shower and scrub every reminder of alex off her, but at the same time she just wanted to do him in the shower.

shaking away her thoughts, she looks back at him, noting how he also seemed to be lost in his mind as well, staring at the snow.

he notices her eyes on him, so he just lets his mouth tumble out the words flying through his brain. he didn't feel the need to hold back around jo, something he didn't know he was missing until she came into the picture.

"it doesn't snow very often in seattle." he says, watching as the white flakes trickle down to the sidewalk, some sticking to the window as they let the wind move them in whatever direction it pleases.

"we get a lot of rain, but not a lot of snow. to be honest, it snowed more in iowa." she nods at his words. she'd known snow all her life. she grew up on the east coast and never left. she liked the white fluffiness that would make tiny piles outside her bay window in the study, something she had since she moved in with paul.

she grimaces slightly, "do you ever get annoyed with the rain?" she asks softly.

alex nods furiously, a silent chuckle escaping his lips. "all the damn time." he whispers, taking a seat on one of the chairs the room housed.

"then why'd you move there?" she asks curiously. surely he knew how much it rained in seattle. practically babies did.

"i got accepted to seattle grace. no way in hell would i give up a chance to train at one of the best hospital's in the world because of the weather."

she nods, settling into a comfortable silence with him as they focus on the snow. that was something they both enjoyed about each other. there was no pressure to fill the noise. they could sit in silence and be okay with it.

the snow falling was like them, having to leave this hotel room. here, they were able to attack each other's lips with all they had in them, no matter how wrong it was. the snow hitting the ground was like them needing to leave the four walls. it was them having to face and come to terms with their actions.

so for the moment they sat silently, just trying to savor the last few moments before their life would probably turn to shit.

they weren't telling anybody, god no. but the overhanging cloud of guilt and shame above their head's already made it a little bit harder to carry on.

some say the guilt is the ultimate punishment, worse than death or anything else.

and at that moment they couldn't agree more.

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they sit for a while longer, just watching the city of boston get covered in white. it was settling, calming in a way they didn't know they needed.

he would miss talking to her. which was a stupid thing to say. a really stupid thing to say actually. but it was the truth. he had never found himself opening up to someone so easily. for once in his life he wasn't given eyes of pity when someone hears his sob story he called his childhood, instead she just understood. she knew what it was like to grow up with basically nothing and make themselves into something, trying to be better than their parents, even though she never knew her's.

it was refreshing, talking to someone without having to worry abut being judged or labeled as something he used to be. he wasn't a foster kid anymore, nor a little boy who had to take care of his younger siblings from such a young age. he wasn't the twelve year old boy who had to practically raise his little sister. to her, he was just alex. the guy who she cheated on her husband with (he wasn't proud of that part), the guy she talked until three in the morning with. the guy she ate a shit loud of pizza with. he was just a normal guy with a crappy past.

she would miss talking to him too. with alex, talking was so natural. she didn't need to think, she didn't feel the pressure to say the right thing in hopes that she would be seen as more than what she had been told she was all her life.

but she would miss him holding her.

a lot.

when they laid in bed, he would wrap his arms around her and pull her in close. she swore, she had never felt more safe than she did while nestled in his chest as his fingers wove through her hair. it was such an intimate embrace, and they knew they shouldn't be doing it, but hell, they'd crossed the line that first night. why not be a bit more reckless? the only people feeling the pain would be them. and if a few hours of them taking away each other's pain would mean that there was more added on later, then why the hell not?

they didn't want to say goodbye. not just because they were screwing each other, but because they had made a friend in one another.

so with that thought, without looking away from the window alex sticks out his palm to the side, not far away from jo, "hand me your phone."

she quirks a quizzical brow at him, "what?" she asks, turning to face towards him from where she was sitting on the miniature table. it was a small little thing, but she petite herself, so the table acted like a stool.

he simply only raises his eyebrows and she gets what he means. she cracks a small smile, happy that he didn't want their newfound friendship to come to an end either. she learned over the years that losing a relationship was okay, it would take time to heal, but you got over it. a friendship was something you never ultimately forgot about. he and alex weren't by any means in a relationship, but it was safe to say they had become really good friends.

she walks over to the bedside table, grabbing her phone and unlocking it, a new pang of guilt shooting through her at the sight of her lock screen. it was of her and paul a few months ago, a couple weeks before he proposed. they looked really happy. she was smiling wide and he was pressing a kiss to the side of her cheek. she shakes off the feelings, opening the contact app for him to fill out with his information.

"put your name down as alexandra." she says adamantly, alex glancing up with a look of displeasure.

"what?" last time he checked his full name was alexander, not a chick's name.

"he might get suspicious." she shrugs her shoulders, taking his phone from his hand and filling out the little lines of information.

he rolls his eyes, he thought it was a bit excessive, but he did kinda of get where she was coming from. just alex could be a boy or a girl. "fine, then you have to be joseph." he answers, smirking triumphantly.

she scowls, begrudgingly typing out joseph onto the screen. "you better not fucking call me that asshole." she mutters, earning a light laugh. nobody ever really called him stuff like 'asshole' or 'dickhead' without using it as an insult. it was actually pretty funny when it wasn't being used condescendingly, he learned.

"as long as you don't call me alexandra we have a deal." he shakes his head. "i already know an alexandra. dated one, but we call her lexie." he mumbles, more to himself than to jo. a small laugh is heard in the room after his words, alex cracking a small, barely there smile. they eventually stand up, knowing that now was the time. if they delayed it any longer than he would miss his flight, and that was one thing he couldn't do, because that would mead to questions from robbins, which would lead to questions from izzie, which would lead to the truth coming out. long story short, he couldn't miss his flight.

alex and jo stand in front of each other, staring into each other's eyes.

should she kiss him? as a goodbye?

as if he hears her thoughts he's stepping closer to her, raising one hand to her cheek, his eyes looking a bit conflicted as he stares at her. he takes it as a sign that she doesn't pull away and begins to lean in, making her shiver all over as she feels his breath fan her face. their heart rates pick up simultaneously in their chests, a feeling that hadn't faded over the past three days.

after what seems like hours their lips finally connect, taking in their taste for the last time. the fire burns in their stomach's, but this time they put it aside. if they took it any further, they knew that they would end up in the throes of passion once again.

they pull away at the same time, him reaching down to grab the handle of his suitcase as he walks out of the door with her, who only has her small clutch in her hand. he shuts the door behind them, staring at her once more.

"goodbye jo." he says, beginning to turn away.

"goodbye alex."

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rigelmejo · 3 years

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random thoughts:

i want to do a guardian print novels comparison lol.

i have a simplified edition which in some ways is excellent: it has the kunlun prequel text, all of the extras, the chapters are edited in a way that clearly indicates priest polished it up to make the story ‘better’ (priest changed chapter 1 from Guo Changcheng seeing a random guy with no legs to Zhu Hong’s tail and fainting, adds details to a lot of chapters). The only thing its missing is the explicit sex scene (I think - it might even have it for all i know, but i’m guessing not since that’s usually cut out of simplified print novels i think?). But like in general - my simplified chinese Guardian novel seems to be the most complete version of the novel as far as final edits/extras. This isn’t necessarily the link I bought from, but this is the simplified print version I have (aliexpress does have a lot of priest books for sale).

I just got the traditional character version of the books (which is so beautiful WOW the covers and inside looks so nice). So far, its chapter content is more like the webnovel (so no scene edits/details added like my simplified version, no Kunlun prequel). There are a few edits of wording on small things (suddenly versus abruptly, next/then, that kind of thing). I don’t think it has any of the extras, so its not the original traditional published version with the shen san extra (i thought it was?). So upside is my simplified copy does seem to be the most complete, and the traditional one i have matches the webnovel most if i wanted to compare differences. Downside is i’m surprised the traditional version has so little content? This is the traditional print versions I bought, volume 1 and volume 2. That site can be ordered from in english, worldwide.

feeling the urge to do something with japanese again but i don’t know what. logically, doing nukemarines memrise decks is... probs the most effective thing to do. i don’t feel like doing flashcards though.

i kind of feel like listening to japanese core 6k or japaneseaudiolessons, just because i can just play them in the background (easier mentally than flashcards). maybe reading japanese audio lessons basically textbook - but that’s if i feel like reading?

also just kind of. feel like playing a video game - maybe kh2 since i know the game well enough i can still ‘speed play’ if i don’t want to slow down and read everything on screen (whereas persona 3 and crisis core took 1 hour to get to save points since i had to slow down and read everything). i read some scripts yesterday in japanese... and watched some shows yesterday (though that hardly counts since they had eng subs). my mind just wants to ‘do’ things, not really do flashcards lol. so like? listening, watching, playing - my brain thinks it sounds fun! but reading lessons/doing flashcard drilling of study materials, i feel tired lol...

i also kind of. just want to do some challenge for myself like: do clozemaster japanese for 1 month and see how much i get through/how much i improve? or do japaneseaudiolessons for 1 month and see how far i get etc.

chinese wise: i officially re-did all 12 chapters of Guardian with Listening Reading Method step 2 with the other audiobook by wheat. Now I’m officially on a new chapter 13, with avenuex’s audiobook, and going back to doing step 2 AND step 3 (for vocab). Again, as SOON as i switch to avenuex its easier to follow what’s going on without looking things up - i think part of it is the way she narrates sort of... slows down and speeds up depending on the emphasis in the sentence? so its easier to catch exactly what’s key info/characters interacting versus description. and also her voices for everyone are more different, and she edited in guardian drama music so a lot of the scenes i bet have some ‘ingrained’ memory from when i watched the show helping me recognize the scene that’s going on. i imagine for ‘comprehensible input’ this version just has a lot more i ‘get.’ also just in general i love her audiobook ToT.

though wheat’s is really nice! i like wheat’s voice and would love to talk like them. For shadowing, I find wheats is really good because the audio is mainly just voice, and a deeper voice (which i both would rather sound like and find easier to identify the words clearly as far as for repeating), and all an even speaking speed except dialogue - so i can repeat after what wheat says in small phrase bursts without falling behind too much. So for listening in the background, more general listening practice, and for shadowing practice i plan to use wheat’s more.

while step 3 is more focus intensive, i think doing it once minimizes how many words i have to look up in step 2 and how many times i feel step 2 would benefit me. when i skip step 3 i feel like i could do step 2 for 3-4 times and keep picking up a lot of new words. so to speed up progress, probably just going to do step 3 then step 2 again (or step 2 then 3 we’ll see).

L-R method has really helped my vocab for guardian ToT i have no problem reading the traditional version now. i also have far less trouble reading new chapters for the first time (still have words i need to look up, just its not enough to prevent me from following the main idea and details). I’m really glad I decided to try L-R method with guardian. I’m really excited how this is going to affect reading other priest novels later (or L-R tian ya ke, sha po lang, mo du). Because i can already notice it making Mo Du a bit easier. and i’m only 13 chapters in out of 100+ plus extras. I notice it makes reading and listening skills better. I don’t know about its claim from some of “from A1 to B1″ in 30 hours (which is what someone did with Italian, with some previous romance language study). Because I was probably like a A2 or weak B1 when I started trying this? (Idk I was like HSK4 with a smattering of extra passive knowledge that didn’t line up to HSK 5-6 exactly, so i could read Xiao Wangzi and watch Shan He Ling etc but only knew like half the words on HSK 5-6). So I don’t know if for a beginner, if L-R method for chinese would get them very far, or how many hours it would take. I’d say for a beginner-intermediate learner though, it will boost your listening level quickly (vocab a bit slower but i do notice progress now). And since listening level can fall behind reading, that’s a nice thing.

I read about someone who’d done L-R for mandarin for 300 hours though with less progress made though and i’m still curious why. Because i’ve done about maybe 30 hours and seen a lot more - idk if just having a base in chinese first helps a lot (like i got the 300+ hours basic learning done before i even tried L-R method and they just need to get through their hours to hit milestones too), or if they do something different. But given that experience, i do think if L-R isn’t giving small noticeable progress at least every 5 hours or so (and reasonably noticeable progress like easier listening comprehension of previously studied chapters or learned some handfuls of new words in 10 hours) then it makes sense to switch it up or try something else. like for me - switching to a literal word for word text using pleco dictation-translate tool has been much more effective. i would guess in part because its word for word so i don’t have to put in mental effort to re-arrange sentence grammar to the words i’m hearing in the audio (but more effort to know chinese grammar so not as helpful as a beginner in some ways unless u understand the story beforehand with step 1 reading the text in a language u understand). and in part because it keeps my translation synced to the audio so i don’t lose my place, can replay portions, and don’t therefore waste time being as mentally drained or confused. and doing step 2 in pleco (or anything with a quick click dictionary) so i can see some definitions with step 2.

still kind of want to just binge the videos on “learn korean in korean” youtube channel. he just makes such good lessons even though i’m not really studying korean.

also... mmm... korean clozemaster... mmm (i would probably learn nothing because translations do not tend to be literal for many asian languages on there so chinese and japanese only work for me cause i know enough words/grammar already to catch when things are not literal/outright wrong)

#june #june progress

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srta-peppa · 4 years

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Hii again! 💞 Here I am at 2:30am knowing perfectly that almost of all you are sleeping but i guess this could be a nice thing to wake up. Or I hope at least. I know I told you guys I was going to finish the fic this week, but I lied... 🙈 hahaha I also lied when I said it will be 2k per chapter because here I’m with a 4k ch and thinking about an epilogue (So 5 ch in total and not only 4) but you dont care about all of this. So I hope you like this part as much as the other and thank you so much. 🥰💗🥰💗 (ao3 link on the title)

Ch 1 // Ch 2

“The things i do for you”

Chapter 3:

We have been in two more parties after that one, and things should not go well because Robbe is every day more into the fake relationship. We arrived early at the next party, this time the house is from Jens’s ex-girlfriend, Jana, I think. Robbe has told me about it because he thinks we should look especially loving with the other since Jens still has feelings for her. Well... we are definitely doing the part of being affectionate, but I’m not so sure that this is stoping Jens in any way.

As soon as we got there, Robbe made us sit on a sofa in the garden. His friends were already there, so they talked a little bit. Robbe was between my legs resting against my chest while I played with his hair. We must be like that for just ten minutes before Robbe kissed me. At the moment I thought we were going to kiss for a few moments and then he would be talking with his friends again. Well, that was not the case.

It’s already midnight, and I told you that we came early and that Robbe spoke with his Moyo and Jens for only ten or fifteen minutes. So I think it is fair to say that we been kissing in front of them for at least TWO HOURS! And don’t get me wrong I’m not complaining, but, to be honest, if we keep it like this, I might be dead by the end of the night.

“Robbe, man are you going to be sucking your boyfriend’s face all night,” Jens says, his voice sound annoyed, but I can’t tell why.

I mean, I will be annoyed too if my best friend let me alone for three parties in a row. Robbe didn’t hear him or doesn’t care because he keeps kissing me. I hear Jens calling him one more time.

Moving my kisses along his jaw, I whisper in his ear. “Baby?” I say while I pretend to be playing with his earring.

“Humm?” Robbe murmur and doesn’t open his eyes.

I chuckle softly, he seems to be in his own bubble. “Baby… Jens wants your attention.”

“Who?” He says, hiding his face in my neck.

“The man of your dreams,” I joke.

“You are the man of my dreams” He whispers between kisses on my skin.

I feel like my whole body freeze. “What?”

“What?” Robbe says confused, this time, he is more alert and looking at me.

“What did you say?” I ask because he couldn’t have said what I think he said, right?

“I said, Johan, is the man of my dreams…” The fuck is he talking about? “The Dutch football player... I was joking,” Robbe says, laughing and caressing my frown.

“Oh, okay..” I have no clue of what Robbe had said, I’m not a big football fan like him, but I guess it has more sense than what I heard.

“Hey, bro, are you going to be all night eating Sander’s face? It’s like the third night you ignore us. You have him all the time, what about us?” Jens tries again now that Robbe is not distracted.

And at this point, I’m pretty sure Robbe’s best friend is not jealous of me because I’m his ‘boyfriend’ but more possible because of how little time his best friend hangs with him nowadays. I tried to say it to Robbe yesterday, but once again, he didn’t listen.

Robbe’s cheeks turn pink, and I hug him from behind. “Yes, you are right. I’m sorry I got to carry away.”

“It’s fine Robbe, I get you guys are in the honeymoon phase. Wanna come inside for some new drinks?” Jens offers.

“Yes! Give me a sec,” Robbe says, and Jens only nods at him, already heading to the house.

Robbe looks at me, smiling, and I smile at him too. He is so sweet and I'm so fucking in love. He gets closer and bumps his nose with mine.

“He is not here anymore, you know?” I ask playfully.

“I know,” He says in the same tone. Robbe doesn’t move. “Jens can wait for a minute.”

Robbe takes my face in his hands and kisses me again. He is so tendered and gentle; he makes it super easy to get lost in it.

“This part of your plan?” I say after some time pass.

“Oh yeah, sure.” Robbe answers without stoping his kisses.

“You need to go,” I laugh.

“In a minute,” He pushes himself further in my body.

“A minute has passed,” I joke.

“I’m going,” He says, not moving or stoping our kiss.

“I still see you here,” Robbe whine and starts to stand up, pulling my face giving me peaks in my mouth.

“No, you don’t.” He pouts, making me laugh even more.

“Baby, you need to go,”

“Okay, okay” He finally says

Robbe walks a few steps before coming back to me.

“One more,” He says, leaning down to kiss me again.

We kiss for a minute, deeply. After another minute pass, my neck hurts because of the rare position we are kissing. But before I can move, Robbe pushes away to look at my eyes. He smiles, and like he didn’t have just stole my heart, he runs towards the house.

What the fuck had just happened.

Thursdays are busy days for me. I work part-time in a tattoo shop while I finish my two last years of college. I’m drawing the sketches for my weekend clients and some original pieces in case anyone comes wanting a random tattoo. I like my job, I can paint all day, people used to be really kind, and because the owner is my best friend, I get to keep the majority of my profits. Noor only let me pay my part of the bills and nothing more.

I’m drawing a European dragon for a girl I have on Saturday when my phone beeps. Usually, I don’t answer it while I’m drawing, but it must be Robbe for the time. The only moments when I don’t respond to him are because I’m with a client, yes I’m weak for him.

“I think u should send me some photos,” I read, and I don’t have a fucking clue of what it’s he saying, so I call him.

“Hey, baby,” I say once Robbe picks up.

“Hi! Have you finished early today? I missing you…”

“I miss you too, but I still have work.”

“Buuuh… I can’t wait to see you.”

“That’s why you want the photo?” I ask unsure, he has never done that, but he’s been acting weird lately.

“Yes, I guess I can say so.”

“Okay, I’m gonna send you a selfie later, send me one too”

“What? No, that’s no the type of photo I meant.”

Suddenly an idea hit me. I’m possibly wrong. No! I have to be wrong.

“What kind of photo do you want, baby?” I ask, instead.

“Wait! I do want the selfie. Miss your pretty face.”

“I miss you too, baby.” I see Noor rolling her eyes. But being real, we haven’t seen each other for a week.

Robbe has a big exam coming tomorrow, and he wanted to be focus only on that. Sure, we speak every night, but it’s not the same.

“Don’t avoid my question what type of photo?”

“I have been thinking…” Robbe says and a month ago that wouldn’t scare me. Today? I’m terrified. “We need to have some hot pics from the other on our phones and some dirty chats. It won’t be realistic if we don’t.”

Yep, that’s precisely what I had thought.

“Who is going to see our phones, Robbe?”

“I don’t know anyone! Jens uses my phone a lot. He says I have a better camera for our skate videos.”

“Okay, but why would Jens look into our chats?”

“No, the chat, the gallery.”

“Okay, I get what you mean, yet we are not doing it.”

“Why not? It hasn’t to thaaat dirty.”

“No, no, no. I’m not texting you that only to make Jens jealous.”

“Humm.. okay, can I text you some?”

Kill me if I don’t want those photos, but just because of that is why I won’t accept it. I can’t do it, those photos would mean totally different things for us. And yes, when we kiss is similar, but I know Robbe at least enjoys kissing me. The phots would be a completely different story.

“Why don’t you take them and leave them there? If Jens is going to see the gallery, he won’t actually know you didn’t send it to me.”

“Oh! You’re right… sometimes you are such a genius.”

“Sometimes?”

“Yes, if you were like that all the time, you would accept my photos. I guess it’s your loss, I have some notable photos.” Robbe says, making me laugh, maybe he is right.

We talked for a few moments more before Robbe had to go back to his study. Once we hang up, I rest my forehead on the table.

“He is going to kill me Noor... and I will fucking thank him,” I say, looking at the floor.

“What does lovely Robbe ask you this time? It can’t be worst than kiss him to make someone else jealous.” She asks, amused.

“He wanted us to send dirty photos to each other,” I admit in a whisper.

“Damn, your boy likes to torture, or he is doing it on propose?” Noor asks, but the reality can not be farther away from it.

“Robbe is not even aware that I could at least get horny because of him.” And I honestly don’t know-how. It’s not like I’m that great of an actor.

“Hahaha, well, I think its good you tell him no, sometimes you are too soft with his desired.”

A deep silence grows between us. What should I say? That I finally tell him no because I won’t be able to not see those pics and not want to pin him in the wall.

“Sander…?” Noor says with wide eyes, “Please tell me you don’t fucking agree to do it!”

“I don’t agree, but not because of that. It was because of how bad I want those photos. I’m still soft.”

So fucking soft for him, and I’m so shameless about it. I mean I literally call him baby, I kiss his cheeks and neck all the time. I know people notice it, Robbe’s friends, our families, my best friend Noor. She actually didn’t believe me that we weren’t together until she met Robbe. I was even dumped by my ex because of my love for Robbe.

“You need help, man. And I think I have the best idea.” Noor smiles maliciously.

“What idea?” I frown, I don’t like how this sounds.

“Have you told him Lucas is coming back this weekend?” She says.

“No, why would I? He doesn’t like him.” I say, trying to not assume the worst.

“Of course he doesn’t, Luc steal your attention from him.” Noor laughs like it was apparent.

And I wish it was true, but Lucas definitely didn’t steal my attention from Robbe. Lucas knows it, even Robbe knows it.

“Nobody steals my attention from him, Noor. I thought that was the problem.” I say.

“Okay, but you give Lucas more than you gave to the rest of us even if it less than to Robbe,” Noor admits my biggest shame. Robbe holds all the power over me. “He knows it, and that’s why he doesn’t like your Lucas.”

“He is not my Lucas anymore, Noor.”

And He is not with me because Lucas is not fucking blind like Robbe is. Robbe didn’t like him from the start, he told me Luc seems too much like a snake. On the other hand, Lucas did like Robbe; he told me he totally gets why I was in love with my best friend. We were together for two months before they met, and tried to stay together for one month more after they met. It didn't work.

“Nah, details.” She waves off my words.

“I’m not gonna use my ex to make Robbe jealous. I think we already have enough with him and his best friend,” I say.

Lucas doesn’t deserve that, and neither does Robbe. If he wants to be oblivious for the rest of his life is his call and not mine.

“I’m not saying you should kiss your ex-boyfriend. Just let Robbe know he is here,” Noor explains, but I can see her intentions.

If you want to know what happened in the end, he dumped me. Lucas wasn’t mad at me, but he said that it was challenging to be with someone that already had all of his ‘needs’ covered by someone else and that if he could only give me sex, it was better to end things. And as a shame as I got back then it was the truth. I like him, I care for him, and I’m sure that if I didn’t have Robbe, I would fall in love with him. But in the real-life, I am madly in love with my best friend, and Luc was nothing more than a friend with benefits. Well, he kinda still is. Yet now that things were clear between us, it is so much more healthy.

Friday night came quickly, and thank goodness because I can’t stand not seeing my baby boy anymore. A knock in the door surprise me Robbe has his own key. When I open the door a pair of blue eyes stare at me, Lucas has a cocky smile on his lips like he knows something I don’t.

“Hi sexy,” Lucas says, and before I can greet him back, he is kissing me.

It’s not that we don’t kiss. We fool around a lot when he came to visit, but not like this, it only happens when we are in the mood. What it's usually late at night after a few drinks. When Lucas finally pull off, I see it. Behind him is Robbe lying in the wall, arms crossed, and an annoyed look on his eyes. He is mad as hell, and I suddenly understand the love show, but why…? Oh, wait! Noor. She told him, and of course, Lucas is in. He had always like to annoy Robbe.

“Are you going to come in?” I ask Robbe when he doesn’t move.

“I don’t know, is he going to stay?” He says grumpily.

I know I shouldn’t because Robbe is trying to look mad, but he looks so adorable. I want to eat him, kiss by kiss.

“No, Luc just came to drop some stuff I asked him from Amsterdam,” I say more for Lucas than for Robbe.

Robbe doesn’t answer, he enters without hugging me even if we hadn’t seen each other for a whole week. We sit on the floor where I have some pillows and blankets as a couch. I don’t need to tell you that Robbe sat in my lap and ignored Luc for the ten minutes that we probably spend talking, right? Once Lucas left, we decide to go for some cheeseburgers to our favorite bar.

Usually, we eat in the same spot on the sofas next to the window. Yet tonight something is different we are in our place, but Robbe isn’t sitting in front of me like always, he doesn’t even sits next to me. He is literally as glue to my body as a public place will allow it. Robbe is turned to the side so he can look at me. He also has his leg on top of mine under the table, and he is stealing my chips. I can think that it is because of our time apart and that he has missed me yet… something feels too much for one week of not seen each other.

“I want you to give me a hickey,” Robbe says out of nowhere, and of course, he does it while I’m drinking.

“What?” I manage to say after I have choked with my soda.

“Yeah, couples do it,” Robbe says, caressing my back like it would help me to stop the cough.

This is a big red flag. This needs to stop now! Robbe has to be joking. I mean… really? No, he doesn’t want that. He is joking, he is joking, he is joking.

“Not all couples, baby,” I say because if I question him and this is not a joke, he will be mad at me again, but we all know it is a joke.

Robbe looks at me like I’m dumb, and at this point, I think I am. Fuck, did I tell you how close this position makes us be? Too close.

“Okay, but if you do, I can make Jens jealous even when you are not there,” Robbe explains.

He wasn’t joking. I feel my body panic, I told him no one time yesterday. I don’t know if I’m strong enough to do it one more time, even less now that we are face to face. Tonight he can pull off his pup’s eyes and enchant me with his soft honey baby voice. This fight is lost before it has started, and for the smile, on his lips, Robbe knows it.

“No way, if you want to make him jealous…” I need to think fast, “I don’t know, talk to him about how great I am.”

That sounded like I’m so full of myself, but Robbe only rolls his eyes at me.

“I do that all the time it won’t work.”

“Baby, I can’t; how do you want me to do it? Are you going to lie down while a pretend to be Edward Cullen?” I joke, trying to lighten the mood.

“Sander, pleaseeeeee.” There he is… using all his power over me.

“I cant! A hickey is not something that you planned. It occurred,” I say honestly.

“What do you mean?” Robbe asks, doubting for the first time.

This is my opportunity. Robbe had never had a formal boyfriend. He had made out and date a few boys over the years since he came out, but nothing more happened. And thank god because I hated every single one of them, but that’s not the point. The point is that Robbe is not a kid, but he isn’t the most experience boy either. So if I can convince him that hickeys are not something you can do only by asking, maybe I can escape this without actually saying not to him.

“What I’m trying to say is that couples got to that point when the things got sexual between them.”

I explain, but Robbe still look at me like that wasn’t enough. Holy shit! This is not working… maybe if I am more explicit?

“For example, you are making out for hours, and then you kiss other parts of them because you both are horny. Or you are already having sex with them, and you kiss and bite whatever place of skin you find.”

I see how Robbe thinks about it for a moment. I don’t know if it was enough, but it was kind of the truth. He eats his chips in silence, still thinking. This is not working, it’s taking him too much time. What on earth could he be thinking?

“I can’t just give you one baby,” I add.

Finally, Robbe looks at me and Oh Boy! That’s it. I have lost the battle. I have no idea what if he about to say, but he has that look in his eyes. The one I told you he did when he asked me how does it feel to be kissed? Yeah, that look. I know I am going to say yes.

“But, I want one.. from you.” Robbe whispers.

And I open my mouth to say no. I swear to god I did, but my brain should be damage because I find myself agreeing to this nonsense.

“Holy shit! Okay, wait until we get home and we’ll see how it works.” I say, already regretting all of my life choices.

“Yes! Thank you, thank you. You are so good with me.” He says happily.

Robbe takes my face between his hands and kisses me all over it. And yes, of course, I’m smiling and melting on him like a stupid.

“Sometimes, I think I spoiled you too much.”

Sometimes I say! Hahaha, I laugh at my own joke.

“Never! You are perfect. Do you want one too?” Robbe says, still holding my face.

“What?”

“Yes, I can give you one if you want to make someone jealous.” He jokes playfully.

“Thank you, baby, but I won’t need it.” I decide to be honest.

Maybe I can stop myself from giving him everything he asks, but at least I can stop him from giving it to me.

“You know it been a while since the last time I saw you with someone.” Robbe realizes for the first time in two years, and I don’t know if it is good or not.

“Yeah, Brittany left me with no desire for dating.” I lie a little because it’s not the complete story “Also, I thought you were with me.” I joke, trying to change the conversation.

The real reason was that I am a relationship person. I don’t enjoy randoms hookups and dates with strangers. So after Brittany, I only date a few times with some friends, and well, there was also Luc. But I never had something serious again. I kinda missed having a boyfriend or a girlfriend. I miss being loved and loved someone un return.

“Don’t name her, you are going to make me puke my food.” He sticks his tongue out in a grimace.

“It wasn’t that bad. And She had a nice red hair”

Maybe she wasn’t the best, but I can’t blame her.

“She controlled you all the time… and She once told me you will be better without me,” Robbe says and keeps eating.

“She did what?” I ask, shock by the news.

“I remember it was so funny. Brittany came one day and told me, ‘Sander spend too much on you. He will be better without you, Robbe’ what a bitch.” Robbe answer laughing.

I want to laugh too, but I can’t because I don’t understand why Robbe has never told me about it. And all the possibilities of things that he has never told me before. I take his jaw, making him lock eyes with me.

“Why you never told me this?” I ask seriously.

“Oh, because you guys broke a week after that. And I didn’t believe her. I know I’m the best part of your life because you are the best of mine.” He explains to me.

Robbe smile and boop my nose, I’m frozen. I literally have no idea what to say. The only thing I can do is look at him in silence.

“Aww, you guys are so cute together.” the waitress tells us when she brings the bill.

“Thank you,” Robbe says without correcting her, and that just left me even more confused.

I still numb to the time we get back home. To be honest, I don’t know how we get here. I think… I think Robbe paid because it was his turn, and then he took my hand, and we walked here holding hands. I’m not sure, we had never done that. Maybe I just imagining it.

We are lying on the bed, and Robbe is looking for a movie, and obviously, he choose for the one hundred times, Romeo and Juliet. I should take a shower, clear my mind. This is also the first free night of Robbe after his exam, and I saw him yawning the whole dinner, so probably if I take a long shower when I come back, he is already sleeping.

“Okay, how do you want me?” Robbe says, and it’s the first thing that penetrates my thoughts in the last half hour.

I know exactly what he means, and I have no escape or a clue of how to do this.

“Oh my god, don’t say it like that, Robbe,” I beg, almost crying.

“You are so grumpy with me today.” He says next to me. “I think I had pushed you too much. Lets just cuddle and watch the movie.”

Robbe pulls me into his arms and lets my head lie in his chest. I love when he does that, it makes me feel so safe and love. I forget about the world when we sleep like this. Robbe doesn’t speak for the rest of the night, he only kisses my forehead while I play with his necklace. We watch the movie like this until we fall asleep. And fuck me if I don’t want to spend the rest of my life with him.

Kisses to all of you please tell me what you think and stay safe! 🥰

#the things i do for you fic #sobbe fanfic #friends to lovers #fake dating au #🌈💖🌈💖#srta pepa's fanfics

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Chemistry 101

Whenever you need help with studies, Kuroo is right there for you

Pairing: Tetsuro Kuroo x Reader

Warnings: Light swearing

Genre: Fluff, slight spice at the end

Word Count: 1.2 k

A.N. - This is my first piece of writing I’ve posted here so I hope you guys like it! I thought of this idea when I was thinking about how Kuroo is actually super intelligent and how he would definitely help out a s/o with their schooling.

"Ugh, this is so dumb!" You partly shouted out of frustration. There was a school textbook on the brown table in front of you, open to a page that was now covered in yellow sticky notes with things to remember. Feeling a headache oncoming, you stood up from your couch and shook out your stiff limbs, heading to the kitchen of your house for some water. With your feet padding quietly on the floor, you pulled your phone out of your back pocket, unlocking it immediately. With the screen now on your homepage, you saw a text notification appear on the top at the same time as your phone let out a buzz.

Kuroo <3 How's the studying going? I know you have an exam coming up soon

(Y/N) Headache + I'm really burnt out right now :(

After pressing the send button, you placed the device on the counter with a sigh, pulling a glass out of your cupboard and filled it, then sipping at the cool liquid inside. You had been studying for exams all weekend and you knew you still weren't prepared enough to be confident you'll get a decent score.

You shot a quick glance at the book remaining open on the coffee table, taunting you. With a grumble you looked away and opened your fridge instead, choosing to busy yourself by staring into the chilled interior, not really looking for food but rather a distraction. Hearing your mom's scolding in your head about wasting energy, you shut the door and frowned, deciding to clean the kitchen and then after going back to your studies in a hope to let your poor brain rest.

With earbuds in and playing your favorite songs, you began the task of cleaning counters and washing dishes in the sink due to your lack of a dishwasher. You had only recently moved into the small apartment after beginning college.

You were about halfway through when you felt two hands wrap around your sides. With a shriek, you whipped around ready to throw hands. However, you were stopped when you saw the familiar handsome face of your boyfriend and not a burglar like your mind first thought. With shock quickly turning to annoyance you crossed your arms over your chest.

"You scared the shit out of me Tetsuro! What are you doing here?" You scolded, a frown settling on your face yet again, adrenaline still shooting through your body.

He gave you a sheepish grin and replied, hands up in the air with a guilty look like he was caught stealing from a cookie jar. "Sorry babe, I thought you heard me come in."

"Of course I didn't hear you, I didn't expect anyone to be over today and I was jamming out while cleaning!" You said back, a small smile begin to make its way on your face at the sight of Kuroo. "You could have at least texted me" you admonished.

"But I did text you (Y/N)." Holding up his phone now, he showed you where he did indeed text you he was heading over. Seeing a smug smirk settle on his face you turned away, shutting off the still running water in your sink. Drying your hands on a towel, you walked into the living room, purposely ignoring the textbook. Your eyes lit up when you saw a small arrangement of snacks on the coffee table, likely brought by your loving boyfriend.

"You said you were burnt out so I figured I could come help you out and maybe bring something to cheer you up." Kuroo said as he wrapped his strong hands around your torso and pressed a kiss to your temple.

"You're the best Kuroo." You told him with a smile on your face, turning in his arms to face him. Your mood was already greatly improved with him around.

"I know." He said back with a cheeky grin. Walking with him to the couch, you sat side by side with your knees touching. "So what subject are you working on right now?"

"Well, currently it's chemistry. I'm reading about stoichiometry but I keep over-complicating it and confusing myself." You admitted, chewing your bottom lip as you thought about the topic. Kuroo leaned over next to you to look at the book and you scooted it closer to him so you could both read the text.

"Well, to start you need to make sure you understand the basics so you can build your knowledge from there. Let's take a look at this passage here..." Your raven haired lover began speaking about chemistry, the topic being one of his favorites as well as one of his strongest. You tried your best to pay attention but you kept being distracted by your teacher himself. Whenever he starts talking about something he can nerd out about he gets this really focused and excited look in his eyes, and he always slightly bites his bottom lip.

"(Y/N)?" You snap out of your trance with wide eyes as you realized you had been just staring at him and not paying attention at all. "Did you get any of that?" He asked, head tilted slightly.

"U-uh, yeah totally!" You lied through you teeth. He gave you a knowing smirk and then decided to test you.

"Alright, then what did I say last?" He questioned you, knowing full well you wouldn't be able to answer.

"Well, I can't tell you that, but I can say you look amazing today Tetsuro!" You tried flattery hoping it would get him to let up on you a little by inflating his ego. However, he didn't take the bait and instead chose to fluster you even more.

"I know I look good, but I can't say anything compared to how perfect you look all the time." He smoothly shot back with a sly wink. You felt your face light up in cherry red, still not used to his always perfectly delivered compliments. "Now the only thing that would make this better is if you would focus on your studying." He slightly scolded. You gave him a huff and pouted, not wanting to get back to work.

"If you give me a kiss then I will." You tried.

"How about I'll give you a kiss after you get done?" He shot back, very aware of what you were trying. Under his calm exterior however, he was struggling to keep from giving in to your cute pout.

"Pleeeease baby? Just one?" You tried again. His eyes flickered slightly to your lips then back to your eyes with wavering resolve. You attempted to sweeten the deal. "After, I promise I'll get back to my chemistry! I'll even finish the whole chapter! In fact, I’ll just be studying the chemistry between us!" You grinned. You know you had him when he leaned back from the book and shifted his body to face yours. You had a different idea however, and chose to instead push him down onto the couch and pin his weight down with your own much to his surprise.

"Oh, so we're playing this game princess?" He purred in your ear, his deep voice making your face flush crimson. Not wanting to lose to him, you wrapped your hand around the back of his neck and intertwined your fingers into his black hair and pressed your lips against his in a greedy kiss while his hands moved to hold your body closer to his.

"I could get used to studying with you if this is how it ends every night."

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