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avixthic · 3 years

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alright i just took a test and my brain is MUSH and here i am bout to delve into all your observable traits and insecurities to ship you with a mohawk wearin emotionally stunted dude LESGETITT!!!!

okay so im sure your personality off the internet is completely different so im gonna have to jump a lot of gaps, but its like that john mulaney meme of “no one look at me or ill kill myself,” but you can still interact well with others because youre very accommodating and passive and that allows you to have some friendships here and there but not too many that youre put on any radars

which is wild cause even tho i know next to nothing about hawk ik he’s like the opposite, the biggest loudest fuck you to everyone around him and only earning relationships based on respect and intimidation factor, but, like the sweet sweet sub you are, you think thats hot as hell and fantasize about him from the outskirts of his rampages, staying out of his way and avoiding eye contact while your panties get soaked

not only out of fear of getting in his way, but he’s a textbook delinquent, and you cant have yourself associated with that now can you!! noooo youre on the academic team!! you have to be in the top ten of your class!! you have to have perfect grades to live up to your family’s expectations because thats what youre supposed to do!! youve never known anything else!!

so hawk excites you, youre jealous cause you want to act out so bad, maybe not in the exact way but you know deep down that you dont deserve this even though you dont want to admit it to yourself and your community makes you think suffering is all there is in store for you

now as much of a smug bitch sigmund freud mightve been he was right about parental influences being the stem of our attraction and,,,,, im just gonna say it hawk matches that aggression you get from your dad HHSFGDAGJDKD in the sense that like youre scared but its familiar so youre okay with it and you simultaneously want to fix him because you know you have it in you, and hey at least hawk doesnt hate your existence just yet 🥴

anyway well get back to you in a bit, im gonna be honest hawk wouldnt really notice yourself at first until you make yourself noticeable, cause he can smell that insecurity from a mile away (being all to stenchy of it himself) and thinks you need to toughen up like he did, which is true but maybe not to his extreme

ACTUALLY you guys have a really good dichotomy wait....... passive vs agressive....... hating yourself vs hating everyone else before they can hate you........ wait i see where this is going the vision is taking place in my mind

i dont know what would cause you guys to eventually start interacting, maybe your friends push you into it? maybe you stay after school to pick up your grades and run into him from detention¿ ionno but you guys are just kindred spirits, in the sense that you both have that deep seeded self hatred, but youre a lot more affectionate and readily accepting and excusing of others faults which is a fuckin head scratcher for him lmao cause all hes known is ridicule

so yknow he keeps you around, he doesnt know why (yes he does) but he secretly enjoys the affirmation, and at the same time CONSTANTLY tells you to fight back against your constrictive authority because its eating you from the inside out when it has absolutely no right to

and owo whats this?? someone who actually enjoys your presence well you gotta attach to them immediately!! he’s gonna bat off your clinginess especially in the view of others, but he’d just purse his lips and focus on other things when you guys are along so at least you got that

i cant remember where i was going with this but essentially you guys get into a slow crawl of encouraging the other and unknowingly fulfilling each other’s need for validation in some way until BOOM youre on each others mouths in the back of the school and you have a secret relationship cause your parents would fucking eviscerate you if they found you around such a horrible ungodly influence thats probably the reason why your grades are so shit :D

but little by little you start having your own little rebellions every day, which you likely wouldve had in your own time as you got older but he certainly speeds up the process, and oh my god someones attracted to you, maybe now youll finally see some of your good qualities and have some semblance of self worth cause if not hawks gonna either beat it or kiss it into you he hasnt decided yet 🤗 but he does think youre a dumbass for thinking so lowly of yourself cause you have all this stuff going for you and he has nothing but his karate skills, then you assure that thats not true hes just a product of his circumstances, well guess what bitch its the same for YOU!! so you guys keep insisting that the other isnt as shitty as they think they are and wow you can base a relationship off of that? why yes, yes you can

not me crying

not me actually having tear stains on my shirt

you

mmmmmmmhmmmm

#big sis britt!#jesus fuck #i #the way i can imagine this

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drangues · 3 years

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Here’s! To! Hoping! I mean, I don’t think there’s been anything super bad yet! But I’ve also only taken three or four doses (and I now realized I missed my most recent one but I’ve already eaten and I’m supposed to take it before I eat FUCK-), so I guess? I’ll wait? And see??? Also I didn’t sleep at ALL last night, I am. So tired. I go to work at five in the morning. Please help. But anyways I hope your test goes well!!! I’m rooting for you, buddy!!! (Nyanon, 1/5)

Anyways YEAH they really are, they hate it and it’s hilarious. To be honest, it’s even reflected in their abilities? Uncontainable chaos versus total control, you know? It’s what makes their frenemy relationship so interesting, I think. And listen Akutagawa and Atsushi fight on occasion (re: a lot, they’re vitriolic best buds at some point and I will take that to my grave), but one thing they have in common is Not being able to handle their crush Loving Them and then Proving It. (Nyanon, 2/5)

Like, Akutagawa flops out on Atsushi’s bed screaming into a pillow and Atsushi’s just like “bet you’re regretting teasing me” (watch Chuuya and Dazai pull the exact same thing on the other side of their location). And as sad as it is,, Atsushi has probably not experienced a Number of the things he’s deserved to experience? Being hugged, being given forehead kisses by a parental figure, being able to make a pillow fort, being held when he has a nightmare... (Nyanon, 3/5)

Poor guy needs many, many hugs. (Also its Fukuzawa, what do you expect. Watch Dazai spray himself with catnip cologne or something to see if it has the same effect.) But yeah, that’s! Kinda what I was thinking! I just can’t see him liking the,, Super violent ones after his childhood, you know? Ones where he gets to stroll around in piece and follow a nice story and build himself a sort of home feels like something he’d enjoy more. Also do you think he’d like otome games??? (Nyanon, 4/5)

I feel like he’d either love them, hate them, or find them hilarious. Anyways, onto another Scenario Concept: In honor of my own awful sleep deprivation, I keep thinking about Atsushi not being able to sleep for some reason? Not even nightmares, it’s just One Of Those Nights. I feel like he’d be very spacey and clingy and infinitely to fall asleep in his work the next day. (Nyanon, 5/5)

REMEMBER TO TAKE YOUR MEEDSSSSSS WRITE IT DOWN- oh wait then youll forget you Wrote it down dammit. do you have anyone to remind you?? GSHJDKS also! right now as im typing this, im answering right after i came home from my math test. it went,,,Somewhere. i Answered like, all questions except three and i hope my teacher will be seduced by my beautiful doodle of a cat on the test paper and give me an E.

i also think it’s what makes their frenemy interesting!! how they just totally work well together despite their,,,Emotions?? towards each other. dazai and chuuya are my ultimate brotp because i kinda project my brotp with my best friend on them- im all cheery and say “HI BRO <333″ and my best friend irl just goes “fuck you” but they love me. i know they do. theyve Slipped Up a few times and show it in different ways layered between insults and roasts

in the hmc universe akutagawa and atsushi Definitely have a some banter here and there since theyre not on opposites ends anymore- they would banter about atsushi’s clean freakness, about akutagawa not taking enough care of himself and excusing it as “ill die soon anyways” in which now bOTH atsushi and chuuya gets mad at, their banter could also be something very pointless as “why is the potions name named yellow stone when it is pURPLE” “it’s just how it Is atsushi” “but it doesnt make any sense, name it something better” “I cant just rename stuff!” “yES YOU CAN-” “N O-”

but ofc akutagawa still cares, and atsushi still cares, especially with how he often helps atsushi up the stairs or looks at him worriedly when his back hurts from rising up the chair. atsushi cares by making sure he takes his medicine and is warm and bundled up and it’s just Sweet

also about atsushi it’s so sad he deserves the world eVERYONE DOES SMH and dazai spraying himself with catnip cologne i- GAKAHGEHEJKSDS

i was gonna suggest otome games!! but then i thought he would just like try them out of curiosity and then feel silly for even playing them so he just leaves it as that. atsushi being clingy and tired after a night of not being able to sleep?? i love it. i bet he would work so hard and then just fall asleep and kunikida might be strict but he definitely lets atsushi have his well deserved nap cus he doesnt make a habit of it unlike a certain someone

#anon #ask #ask anon #anon ask #nyanon #nyatsushi anon #bsd

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chocojjk · 5 years

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Heaven Knows

summary: im not even gonna try, yall know im bad at summaries

words: 2.7k

a/n: this forreal took me 6 hours i think im burning out ,, also guess what?? its not edited

you were chilling in your best friends dorm room without him being there, which is honestly just a normal thing

jisung was out with his friends which means he wouldn't be back for a while

apparently they needed to talk to him about something important

“an intervention, they said,” jisung says chuckling

“What would you need an intervention for??”

“I honestly have no clue”

which left you here, all alone, completely bored out of your mind

laying there in his bed scanning his room for something to do when something shiny on top of his desk caught your eye

with the amount of times you've been here before, you have never seen this object

and so your curiosity got the best of you

you walked over and saw that it was a CD, written on it were the words “for you” and a badly drawn heart, the messy handwriting clearly belonging to your best friend

you chuckle at this

you never knew jisung could be this cheesy

turning on his computer, his screensaver, which was a picture of the two of you, lit up the room

you see, you and jisung have been childhood best friends

your parents were best friends which just means that you guys saw each other all the time

but dont get me wrong, they never forced your guys’ friendhsip

the two of you just got along

growing up, you would always be by his side and him yours

you didnt trust anyone as much as you trusted jisung

inputting in the CD, his honey-like voice started filling the air

“hey, its jisung, haha, of course you know that since ive already given this to you”

you let out small chuckle, clearly enjoying how worked up your best friend sounded

you cant help but feel guilty for invading his personal space

but c’mon, it was you and jisung

personal space is a myth when it comes to the both of you

and so you continued to listen

“umm, ive been meaning to tell you this for a while but could never find the words to do so , so uh,, i-i made you a CD with all the songs that makes me think of you”

‘how cute’ you thought to yourself, ignoring the rising jealousy that you were feeling in the pit of your stomach

wait what??

pshh, youre not jealous

why would you be jealous??? he’s just your best friend

‘im just disappointed that he didnt trust me with this,’ you told yourself

yup, thats all, just clear and utter disappointment

jealousy? we dont know her

plus, you had a very loving boyfriend

“ok so this first song is just how i feel whenever we’re together, this is better together by jack johnson”

and as the song filled your ears, you can't help but imagine that this CD was for you

keyword: imagine

jisung has made it very clear that he only saw you as his best friend, heck, maybe even as his sister

you think back to the day where you joked around of a possibility of the two of you

“ji, what if one day you become my boyfriend”

“hahaha y/n, that’s a weird joke”

“why is that so weird??”

“uhm because were just best friends” he replies, stating the obvious

and ever since then you have pushed the thought of you guys as a couple in the back of your head

never allowing your feelings to surface for the boy

your thoughts were interrupted when you heard your best friends sweet voice again

“ok remember when your first boyfriend broke your heart? well this song pretty much sums up how i felt the whole time, and every other time you get in a relationship.”

“I could treat you so much better than them, you know?”

“why can't you see that??? haha,, anyways this is Better by Gabe Bondoc”

damn, whoever this girl was got jisung whipped as fuck

you started wondering who she was and how come jisung never told you about her before

was she part of your friend group? did you know her?

whoever she was, you hoped that she’d wake up soon and realize what a catch your best friend is and that she would have to be the dumbest person alive to not love him back

“okay uhm, were halfway in this playlist now. sometimes i feel like you feel this way too, but i don't know, maybe i'm just being delusional. this is Friends by Ed Sheeran”

okay so clue number 1, this girl is definitely good friends with jisung

what the fuck han jisung

who is she

“if they find out would it all go wrong and heaven knows no one wants it to,”

you dont know why or what happened, but when you heard that line of the song, you cant help but release all the bottled up feelings that youve been hiding

yes, you were in love with your best friend

yes, you got into relationships as a way to get over him

no, it never works

because every time you were left with a broken heart, he was there to piece it all back together

he was there wiping your tears, holding you, singing you cheesy love songs

he was there with his bad jokes that always brings a smile on your face, making you happy, making you whole again

jisung was always there, and you cant escape him

and now as you listen to a playlist not made for you, your heart begins to break

surely if this was for you, he would have given it to you a long time ago

just the mere thought of jisung caring for another girl besides you hurt your heart

you decided that it was time to stop

you scolded yourself for even listening to it in the first place

and so you took the CD out, and put it back where it belong

a couple minutes later, jisung enters his room, seeing your figure seated in front of his computer, your head rested on your hands as your shoulders shook slightly, a sign that you were crying

“hey, are you okay?” he says grabbing your hands, making you look straight into his eyes

“shh it’s okay, im here,” he continues, pulling you into a warm hug

and you can't help but be mad

why the fuck was he being so sweet to you when he’s in love with someone else

han jisung, this is not fair, not fair at all

and then you realized that you were doing the same exact thing

you pushed him away from you, which caused him to stumble back, hitting the desk behind him

“I-i have to go”

“y/n??”

running out of the room, jisung tried to chase after you however,,

“Woah woah woah why are you in such a hurry?”

chan and minho

“I-uh y/n just ran out and i-”

“y/n again?, jisung didnt we just talk about how you should see her less,” minho exclaims

“Yeah, this really isnt healthy for you jisung, you really should stop pining over this girl,” chan continued

“guys, shes my best friend!”

“Ok and she obviously doesnt wanna talk to you if she ran away, dont force yourself in places where you dont belong or youll just get hurt in the end,” the older guys continued

“I-”

“were just looking out for you jisung,” chan finishes

and so with his head drooped down, he made his way back into his room

and then he noticed it,,

the CD

‘fuck fuck fuck’

A million thoughts were racing through jisungs head

he was sure that you've heard it, why else would you react that way when you saw him

god, he should've never made that CD in the first place

was he that much of a coward that he couldnt just tell you he was in love with you in person

and now you know and obviously dont feel the same

‘Great going jisung, you just ruined your relationship with your best friend’

---

its been 3 days and there hasnt been any contact within the both of you

you ended up breaking up with your 4 month long boyfriend

“Its because of jisung huh?”

“i…,”

you racked your brain for a different excuse but then decided to come clean, this boy has always been so sweet to you, the least you could do is be honest with him

“how’d you know?”

“I see the way you look at him y/n, its like youre looking at millions of stars, i always hope you’d learn to look at me that way”

“are you mad?”

he gives you a sad smile, “no.. not at you, i always knew this would happen”

“im really sorry hyunjin”

“Its okay, i wish you and jisung all the happiness in the world”

“thank you,” you reply even though you knew that it wasnt going to happen since he liked someone else

meanwhile, jisung has locked himself up in his room

he was ashamed of himself for making that playlist

his friends have been asking him to hang out yet all he can do is mope around listening to the stupid songs that he has added and cringing at how dumb his voice recordings sounded

he missed you so much but he was so scared to reach out to you

3 days might not seem like a long time, but with you and jisung, 3 days felt like a whole year

Im not saying that you guys are always glued together, no, thats not the case

But you guys would always text each other

Sending each other memes throughout the day

But now the both of you was just left with silence

It really allowed you both to think

he figured you hated him and never wanted to see him again

So he never expected you to knock on his door

“chan, go away, just leave me here to cry”

“errmm, its not chan”

,,,

jisungs eyes nearly popped out of his sockets as soon as he heard your voice

and in one quick second he was scrambling to open his door

“you were crying???”

“no”

“whats wrong?”

“nothing, im glad youre here”

“umm, why wouldn't i be?”

“I-i just thought that after the other day, you wouldnt-”

“about that” you say, quickly cutting him off

*gulps*

“can we talk?”

“arent we doing that right now?” jisung jokes but as soon as he saw the nervous expression on your face, he shut his mouth and let you in , closing the door behind him

‘oh god, shes gonna tell me that she never wants to see me ever again’

“im sorry-”

“I didnt mean it-”

“what?”

the both of you having confused expressions written on your faces

“You first,” you say

Jisung nervously scratches the back of his head, refusing to meet your gaze

“the - the cd, i,, i didnt mean it” he says but the way he slightly bit his lip afterwards was a clear indication that he was lying

did he forget that he was your best friend? there was really no point in lying to you

however, you just chose to ride along with his little lie

“oh, well then i guess that makes what im about to say easier”

accepting the fact that you were about to break his heart, he nods at you, urging you to go on

“Jisung, im in love with you”

“its okay that you don't like me back, we can still be best friends -- wait...what?” jisung replies quickly, ending his prepared speech

You looked at him, stunned at his sudden confession

“You're in love with me?”

“You like me ??”

damn both of you guys are so dumb i sWEAr

“Well,,,, yeah,,,, didnt you listen to the CD? I literally say your name in it”

(⊙ˍ⊙)

(⊙＿⊙)

(@[]@!!)

“WHEN???”

“After the last song,” he says, like it was the most obvious thing on earth

“I-” you make yourself over to his desk, looking for the CD

as soon as you found it, you plopped it into his computer

“really y/n???? Youre gonna listen to it right in front of me as if i havent been embarrassed enough” he says with a pout

“jisung shuT UP”

you fast forward to the part where you left off of

“this next song is called Wait for You,, im sure you know this song as we always sing to it toegether, but yeahh ill always be here waiting for the day to come when you finally notice me”

The song begins to play yet you fast forward even more in rapid search of your name

“and, well this brings us to the last song,, god, i really hope you dont hate me right now, if you haven’t guessed by now, im in love with you. I dont know when it started or how it happened, maybe ive been in love with you ever since we were three, i don't know okay. But yeah,,, i fell in love with my best friend, god this is so cliche, but y/n l/n i love you”

you were shocked,,,

but at the same time, you felt like you can finally breathe

he loves you back

Han Jisung fucking loves you back

god reader, if you just stayed and listened until the very end, maybe this au wont be so long my brain cells are disappearing writing this

jisung wasn't making an effort to say something, not even to joke around

he was just sitting on his bed behind you, waiting for you to do something,, anything

we all know by now that he aint going to be the one to make the first move

the last song playing was the only thing that could be heard in the room

until,, you finally turned to face him, wearing the biggest smile on your face

you tackled him unto the bed

“oof”

“you're so annoying,,” you say, hitting him

at this point he has his arms around you as you were sprawled out across his body

“I love you too,” you confess, looking straight in his eyes

jisung doesn't know where he got his newly found courage

But he wasnt complaining as he reached out to your face, finally connecting his lips upon yours

“Ive been wanting to do that for so long”

“Why didnt you?”

“Well, you had a- dklfjasfkasjf,,,,, wait,,,,,, you have a boyfriend???”

And now were back to frantic jisung

“dont worry ji, i broke up with him,” you say a small smile on your lips

“wait, you broke up with him???

are you dumb????

He has like the prettiest face???

And like the nicest lips??

And hes so tall and he can dance so well!!”

“Jisung, if i didnt know any better, i would think you have a crush on him”

“shut up, im just saying,, that man is pReTTY”

“yeah youre right, he has everything i want in a man, maybe i should call him again, tell him i was just kidding about the break up” jisung pouts at this

“uhm, im sorry but you have a boyfriend now so you cant do that”

“oh really?”

“yep”

“who is he ??”

“y/nnn,,” jisung whines

“what?”

“will you be my girlfriend???”

“as long as you make me more CD’s” you say teasingly

“oh shut up”

1 year later

you and jisung are still going as strong as ever, and it was great

it was like you guys were always meant to be together, your relationship being the perfect balance of best friends and lovers

as you were cleaning out your bedroom, you spotted the CD, still looking as shiny as ever, in between a couple of your books, and you cant help but smile at the memory

you were so lost in your thoughts that you didnt notice your boyfriend enter your room

“babe whats that?”

“oh nothing, just a certain CD that this overly romantic boy made me,”

“oh god, youre never gonna let that go huh”

“I just didnt know you could be THIS cheesy, like you really were symping over me” you say

the CD became an inside joke between the two of you,,,

you would always tease jisung about how cliche it was

“I still cant believe you didnt listen until the end, like what kind of dumbass just starts a playlist and doesnt even listen to the whole thing”

“hey!, youre the one in love with me, so guess whos the bigger dumbass”

a/n: oops another one but the last song is called Best Friend by Jason Chen hehe

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selflovebesson · 6 years

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delicate part iii — jack avery

requested?: yes people seem to be enjoying this and i love writing it.

a/n: okay so im turning this into a longish series and im giving y’all that plot twist:) yes i left you guys hanging on what he tells her about his “girlfriend” but it’ll make sense later i swear. (also if any of you are into mystery themes youll definitely enjoy where im taking this plot.)

warning(s): i think like two curse words sue me

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my hands were shaking. i could feel the rounded tips of my fingers ringing as i stood watching daniel comfort jack. i had taken to pushing everything off of me, even ashley who was only attempting to hold me.

i felt nauseous, it was a dastardly feeling that would not subside no matter how much longer i stood watching and waiting. “maybe we should close the door?” zach whispered towards corbyn, but i shot him a glare, which seemed to get my message across.

i took one step. then two. then three and before i knew it my hand was shaking on daniel’s arm, trying so desperately to make sense of what the hell had just gone own. “dani.” my voice was barely my voice, it felt like a million needles had pierced my throat.

daniel sighed, turning over and placing a stable large hand on my hip. i wavered in his balance but quickly pinned myself towards him. “y/n, im not sure if you really wanna know—“

“i do!” i said a bit too loud. i looked at jack, who was already looking at me. and i forced a short smile on the curve of my mouth. “i do.” i reassured him. daniel nodded, taking a few steps back into the house and hesitantly shutting the door only when jonah smacked his hand.

i peered over to find jack sitting on the curve of the driveway, and i sat directly beside him, my knees pressed together tightly. i studied him for a given moment; he looked tired. his eyes were lined with bags and his lips were quavering over lost words. i couldn’t believe i hadn’t noticed this before. his shaking hands, his pale skin.

i took in a sharp breath, hoping the words would automatically come to me magically. and yet, i sat in silence. complete and utter silence.

in my mind, three years had passed. in reality, maybe three minutes. but he finally parted his lips and sighed in defeat. “y/n.” my name against his lips felt wrong, almost robot like. it wasn’t causing butterflies to sprout across the entirety of my heart and stomach. i was just numb.

i stayed quiet, however, and allowed him to continue. “i uh. wow i never thought i’d be constructing this string of words but i have a girlfriend.” i furrowed my brows, what, had he not had a girlfriend before? it stung, though, hearing him confirm it for me. but perhaps i already gathered that on my own. i didn’t move. i listened longer. “and you’re probably like, ‘okay why the fuck wouldn’t you think you’d be saying that’ but y/n its so much deeper than just a girlfriend.”

he looked at me intently for a while before blinking. “i have a lot to tell you but first i need you to know that i love you too. endlessly.” my chest made a leap and i wanted to nod, smile, do anything, but i couldn’t.

i kept still. i watched him carefully, as he spilled every inch of left over information onto my lap and i could’ve sworn time stopped or maybe that was my heart but either way i couldn’t believe my ears. and the more he talked, the less i could believe what i was hearing. “she what now?”

i shuffled my feet against the tile floor of corbyn’s room, my feet dangling over the edge of his bed, as i listened to his occasional laughs or curses at his gaming computer screen. instead of playing with him, which he did question me about for an hour, i sat and took in every detail of his room, trying to get my mind off of what jack had told me two nights prior.

it was consuming my entire body, first my brain was ticking and ringing with the unbelievable information and pain that came with knowing jack could not be mine for more reasons than one. at first, i had denied it. tried to play it off as him finding an excuse to not be with me, but, who could really make up such a dark excuse?

then, it was crawling down my arms to my stomach, and it left me with absolutely no appetite for the past 48 hours. lucky, nobody but jack were yet to notice eating pattern, or rather lack there of.

truly, i wanted nothing more than to sink into the floorboards and drown in them and i knew for a fact jack wanted the same exact thing.

with the little strength left in my legs, i pulsed myself into the living room, where the remainder of my friends resided during the days. i looked at a sleepy zach, scrolling through movies on netflix, jonah and eben wrapped up in blankets beside a sleeping daniel. and jack. jack sat away from the rest, in the corner of an empty couch, texting away on his phone.

i groaned deeply, before choosing my seat beside jack, earning a soft, detached smile in the process. “good morning.” he poured and i rolled my eyes.

“did you actually sleep?” i whispered, to which he shook his head and let his frown fall over his features. i pointed at his phone and he sighed sadly, handing it to me in a moment.

i read and read, and reread what i’d already known for 48 hours and yet my eyes, my brain, my body, could not yet adjust to the reality of the situation. i looked at jack and unconsciously ran a hand over his forehead, pushing back his long curls. he almost instantly melted under my touch and i pressed a kiss to his jawline, sighing and dropping my head on his shoulder. “it’s not fair.” he whined, low enough for only me to hear.

i leaned deeper into his neck and slowly breathed out. “is it always going to be this way?” i questioned. i knew better than to ask such stupid questions but nonetheless he made a soft ‘shh’ sound, sending shivers down my spine, before running his fingers down my arm and plopping his head on top of mine.

#whydontwe #jackavery #writings

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sadrien · 7 years

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we know the game

on Ao3

nothing like some good old fashioned nonsense

this is basically crack. right well, i should stop writing after 11pm

enjoy~

Marinette has a few rules when it comes to her partner.

Don’t let him take patrols on his own. He’ll fall asleep on a random rooftop somewhere because he likes to stay out until the break of dawn, watching over the city as it sleeps.

If he calls after midnight, always answer.

Don’t trust him with gifts. He always goes unnecessarily over the top and spends far too much money for her (or anyone else) to be comfortable with it.

Don’t put him in charge of food. For the same reason as the gifts, but also because he’ll eat half the food before she shows up.

Don’t smile at him too much in class. Alya is getting suspicious.

But it turns out that Marinette has to add a new rule to the list:

Don’t let Alya and Nino plan anything for the four of them.

—«·»—

“Are you sure you can’t come?” Marinette asks, pacing back and forth as Tikki watches her burn circles in the floor from the desk..

“I really can’t,” Alya apologizes over the phone. “We can’t find a sitter this last minute and there’s no way my mom is letting Ella and Etta stay home alone.”

“Could you bring them?” Marinette tries. “Because I can just bring more food and—”

“Marinette,” Alya interrupts gently. “With this last week of akumas, I don’t think my mom wants even us going to school. A park without adult supervision? No way.”

Marinette chews on her bottom lip and resists the urge to ask ‘what about superhero supervision?’ Instead, she asks, “Are you sure?”

“Positive.” Alya sighs. “I’m sorry, I really wish I could come. But you’ll be with Nino and Adrien, you’ll still have a fun time without me there.”

Yeah, but she needs Alya there so she doesn’t make a complete fool out of herself around Adrien. Nino might know about her massive and slightly embarrassing crush, but he’s no Alya. He probably won’t realize Marinette is about to humiliate herself until it’s too late.

“Okay,” she says after a pause. “We’re going to miss you though.”

Alya scoffs. “You see me every day, Mar. You’re probably sick of me at this point anyway.”

“Definitely not!” Marinette protests. She drops into her desk chair and starts spinning circles. “What would we do without you?”

“Probably be at least twenty percent less impulsive,” Alya jokes. “My mom is calling me in the kitchen so I have to go, but I’ll call you later for all the deets.”

Marinette hums in agreement. “I’ll talk to you then. Bye, Al.”

“Bye! Enjoy yourself! Have fun,” Alya says before hanging up.

Marinette buries her face in her hands and groans.

“It’s going to be okay,” Tikki promises. “You spend plenty of time with Adrien! You’re friends!”

Marinette spins so she’s facing Tikki. “But most of the time we spend together alone is as Ladybug and Chat! That’s like…completely different.”

Tikki gives Marinette a look. “How?”

“It’s just— we—” Marinette gestures randomly with her hands. “It’s not the same! We’re not… I don’t?” She drops her head down on the desk. “I don’t know,” she mumbles, hitting her forehead repeatedly against the desktop. “It’s just not.”

Tikki puts a paw on Marinette’s temple. “Marinette, giving yourself a concussion isn’t the answer to this problem.” “Are you sure?” she murmurs. “Because if I have a concussion I can’t go—”

“You like Adrien, don’t you?” Tikki asks.

Marinette sits up with a sigh, pushing her bangs back. “You know I do, Tik. That’s the problem.”

“Do you like spending time with him?”

“Of course, but—”

“You’re going,” Tikki says firmly.

Adrien stares at the texts on his phone, his stomach dropping to his feet.

From: cue the beat drop To: model man dude im not gonna be able to make it today i think im dying ok im not dying but i do have a fever and am about to take sooo much medication

“You okay there?” Plagg asks from where he’s lounging on top of Adrien’s textbooks.

Adrien nods wordlessly and attempts to seem perfectly calm and collected in his reply.

From: model man To: cue the beat drop Oh no!! Drink lots of water and sleep a lot

From: cue the beat drop To: model man lmao thanks mom i arleady got the skinny from al sorry i cant make the picnic :// i know its your only day off for a while

Yeah, Adrien’s about to be left alone with his partner (who he has a not so subtle crush on) and her best friend (who has a habit leaving them to their own devices whenever possible), so this is good. Great.

He can’t blame Nino for getting sick, but there’s a pretty high chance that Adrien is going to embarrass himself multiple times today.

From: model man To: cue the beat drop It’s fine, don’t worry about it! We can Skype later if you want I’m just worried about making a fool of myself without you there to stop me

From: cue the beat drop To: model man uhhh who said i was ever gonna stop you?? nah youll be fine dude just be your usual charming self

From: model man To: cue the beat drop But Mari

From: cue the beat drop To: model man is one of your close friends who you like being around that you just happen to have a crush the size of the eiffel tower on chill my dude youll be fine i have faith

From: model man To: cue the beat drop I don’t

From: cue the beat drop To: model man excuse me i am sick i do not need this kind of negativity in my life if i wanted pessimism id call up hawkmoth

From: model man To: cue the beat drop :( Ok

From: cue the beat drop To: model man yo tell me all the details though i gotta know what im missing and youre gonna gush about mari anyway

From: model man To: cue the beat drop … Yeah I’m not even going to argue that

From: cue the beat drop To: model man nope youre not i can feel the medicin e kicking in talk to you later

From: model man To: cue the beat drop Feel better!

Adrien puts his phone down on his desk and pushes his chair away. “I’m going to die,” he says flatly.

Plagg rolls his eyes. “Okay Monsieur Dramatic. If you’re going to die, can we at least get to the park first? I want cheese and you promised.”

Adrien sighs. “Yes, fine. Cheese then death.”

“Perfect.”

“You’ll be fine, you’ll be fine, you’ll be fine,” Marinette murmurs to herself as she finds the spot they’d picked out in the park earlier that week.

“Breathe, Mari,” Tikki whispers from Marinette’s purse. “It’s all okay. It’s just a picnic with your two friends.”

“Two friends,” Marinette repeats. “Right.” She shades her eyes from the sun and spots Adrien approaching. She raises her hand to wave. ya

“Hey,” he says as he jogs up to her, a bag over his shoulder and another in his hand. “Sorry, I had to grab some extra stuff.”

“Same.” She gestures to the basket on the ground. “Alya has to babysit, so…”

Adrien’s eyes go wide. “Oh, uh…”

Marinette groans. “Please don’t say it.”

He puts his bags down on the blanket and straightens slowly, smiling sheepishly at her. “Nino has a fever and can’t make it.”

She crosses her arms and tilts her head. “Do we really think he’s sick?”

“Uh…” Adrien rubs the back of his head. “I feel like as his friend, I should take his word for it?”

Marinette shakes her head, unable to hold back a smile. “Chaton, you’re far too sweet. We totally got played.”

“Do you really think—”

“Alya.”

Adrien winces. “Okay, yeah, we got played.”

“At least we have food?” Marinette suggests.

He considers the picnic basket for a moment before sitting down on the blanket. “That’s true. Might as well enjoy what we’ve got, right?”

Marinette sits down next to him and is just glad they didn’t have to discuss why they got played. Marinette has to calm down with her pining. If Alya and Nino are scheming, then Marinette is in trouble. Because eventually that means an Alya and Nino intervention. And she really doesn’t want to go through that again.

(“Just ask him out!” Alya had insisted. “You barely ever stutter around him anymore!”

“Until I try to ask him out,” Marinette had said pointedly.

Nino had just shaken his head. “Dude, you just have to do it.)

“So…” Marinette drawls as she starts pulling out food. “How was your day?”

Adrien gives her a weird look and unzips one of his bags. “Uh…fine. After school I just went home and did some homework. And now I’m here. You?”

“Take out the homework and I did the exact same thing.”

Adrien forces a laugh. “Wow we are…really good at small talk.”

“We never need small talk,” Marinette points out. She fiddles with the cups before handing one to Adrien. “We always have something else to talk about. I don’t think we’ve ever had to talk about the weather.”

Adrien raises an eyebrow and takes the cup from her. “Stormy Weather.”

She shakes her head and pours herself a drink. “Doesn’t count.”

“Why not?”

“Because that was work related.”

“All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy,” Adrien says sagely.

“Consider this,” she suggests, “less puns and more work.”

He scoffs. “That’s an awful idea. Someone has to be the comic relief, and it just so happens that I get to double being that and a superhero. Comic relief and dashing superhero, what more could you ask for?”

Literally nothing, Marinette thinks to herself as she passes Adrien the bottle. Or tries to. Because instead, she knocks over her own cup, and spills her drink all over him.

Adrien jerks back and Marinette slaps her hands over her mouth. They stare at his wet shirt for a long moment before they make eye contact.

Marinette drops her hands and starts apologizing in an attempt to not die from mortification. “Oh my god I’m so sorry—”

“It’s fine! It’s just—”

“I really didn’t mean to I’m just—”

“It’s only a shirt it’s nothing—”

“Literally the clumsiest person ever and—”

Crash!

A loud crash on the other side of the park interrupts their rambling. Both Marinette and Adrien jump to their feet.

“Do you think—?” she asks nervously, wringing her hands. She swallows her embarrassment the best she can. If she has to be Ladybug right now, she can’t die from shame. Unfortunate.

“God I hope it’s not,” Adrien grumbles. He takes the bottom of his shirt in his hands and wrings it out over the grass. “I haven’t eaten since lunch and I’m kind of starving.” Marinette gets enough confidence back to lightly elbow him in the ribs before she goes off to find the source of the noise.

“Don’t be an akuma,” Adrien whispers, a few steps behind her.

She sighs when she spots a knocked over trash bin. That has to be it. “It’s nothing,” she says. “I’m just glad trash didn’t go everywhere.”

With a grunt, Marinette pulls the metal trash bin upright.

“Heavier than expected?” Adrien asks, head cocked and lips curled up in a taunting smile.

She sticks her tongue out at him. “I don’t see you lifting trash cans.”

Adrien flexes his arm. “Don’t need to prove anything when you’ve got guns like these.” Marinette rolls her eyes. “I forgot that I hate you.”

He just shrugs and makes his way back to their briefly abandoned picnic. Marinette trails behind him. He’s clearly not mad about her spilling a drink all over him, but she still feels bad about it and would like to not be reminded of it.

She’s not sure how he’s moved on so quickly while she still feels like she’s dying.

Adrien drops down on the blanket and opens a bag of chips. “If you hated me,” he says after a handful, “you wouldn’t spend so much time with me.”

“You say that like I had a choice in the matter,” she teases, trying not to sound as nervous and awkward as she feels. “Besides, I thought we’d moved on from this.”

“Never, because I know you love me.”

Marinette ducks her head and pretends she’s busy with a sandwich, because she can feel herself blushing bright red. “That’s so not true.”

There’s another crash, this one significantly louder than the last. Marinette looks up with a jolt when car alarms start going off.

Adrien sighs and lowers his sandwich. “We just can’t catch a break.”

“This one’s definitely an akuma,” Marinette says, reaching for her purse as she hears people scream. She freezes when her hand touches blanket. She twists toward the picnic basket, pushing stuff aside and opening the basket. It was right there. She swears she put it there—

“Uh…my schoolbag is gone.”

Marinette meets his eyes. Plagg.

She swallows thickly. “I have some bad news.”

Adrien swears under his breath. “Okay, um, let’s just—” His eyes go wide and he reaches out and grabs Marinette’s hand, dragging them both to their feet. “Maybe if we don’t move it won’t see us,” he hisses.

“It’s an akuma not a dinosaur,” she hisses back.

The akuma has one of Hawmoth’s ghastly bright color palettes, and Marinette can’t exactly figure out what they’re supposed to be. Adrien seems to be equally confused.

When the akuma narrows their eyes at them and floats closer — because of course the akuma can fly because nothing can ever be easy — Adrien clears his throat.

“So, uh…why were you akumatized?” he asks.

Marinette and the akuma stare at him.

“Oh my god.” Marinette hits his arm. “You can't just ask someone why they're akumatized!”

The akuma snarls and shoots at them. Marinette yanks Adrien to the ground and pulls them under the akuma.

“Run!” she shouts, leaping to her feet. She takes off as fast as the shoes she’s wearing will let her, heading toward a cluster of trees with Adrien hot on her trail.

Marinette skids to a stop and slams her back against a tree, panting.

Adrien bends over, resting his hands on his knees. “Where can they be?” he wheezes.

She peers out from behind the tree. “Do you think we lost the akuma?”

He shakes his head. “Even if we did, it’s not for long. We need to find Tikki and Plagg and transform, or we’re in serious trouble.”

Marinette sinks to the ground and pulls off her shoes and throws them a few feet away. She loves the shoes, but if she has to run like that again, that is so not happening. “We’re already in serious trouble. Paris needs Ladybug and Chat Noir and we’re—”

“A mess,” Adrien finishes. “Many, many things have gone wrong today.”

Marinette groans and leans her head back against the tree. “I am so sorry about your shirt. I just— I’m a disaster.”

He laughs. “It’s fine, I promise. It’s incredibly low ranking on unfortunate things that have happened today. Don’t worry about it. Let’s worry about the actual important stuff, like missing kwami.”

“Do you think we can be Ladybug and Chat without kwami?” Marinette muses. “Like as a last resort?” She winces as she hears the destruction the akuma is causing.

“What?” Adrien asks. “Slap on a mask and hope for the best?”

She nods.

“Well our chances of dying increase greatly, but I can’t see a reason not to try.” He gets to his feet and offers Marinette his hand.

She takes it and lets him pull her to her feet. “Barefoot bugaboo,” she says with a crooked smile.

“Tailored tomcat,” Adrien says with a smirk, gesturing to his clothes.

Marinette holds up her fist for him to bump. “To trying our best?”

He shrugs and bumps it. “To trying our best.”

“Nope!” someone shouts. Alya tumbles out of a bush, twigs in her hair and eyes wide. She shoves a bag into Adrien’s hands. “There’s not going to be any dying today.”

Adrien and Marinette stare at the bag. “Um…”

Nino stands slowly from the bushes Alya fell out of. He raises an awkward hand and holds out Marinette’s purse. “You might, uh, want this?”

Marinette hesitates before taking it. “Thank you?”

Her and Adrien exchange a look.

Marinette puts a hand on her hip. “I told you they played us!”

“I’m sorry for having faith in our friends!” Adrien protests.

Tikki bursts out of Marinette’s purse. “Akuma!”

Marinette drops the purse in surprise as Alya shrieks and Nino stumbles backwards, almost falling back into the bushes.

Adrien glances over his shoulder. “Yeah, that’s definitely something we should do.” He unzips his bag and a very unhappy Plagg floats up. “Cheese later,” Adrien says quickly. “Akuma now.”

“You’re going to owe me so much cheese,” Plagg grumbles.

Adrien shrugs. “Whatever. Plagg, claws out!”

Marinette shields her eyes as Adrien transforms in a flash of green light.

Alya and Nino stare at Chat in shock, like the information that they’d overheard hadn’t actually processed until they actually saw Adrien become Chat.

Chat stretches out his arms. “You going to transform, LB, or am I on my own?”

Marinette blinks. “Do you want to?” she teases.

Alya shakes herself out of her daze. “Flirt later, save Paris now!” She pulls out her phone.

Nino covers the camera of her phone. ‘After you’re done,’ he mouths to Marinette.

She smiles gratefully. “Tikki, spots on!”

When the pink light fades, Nino drops his hand and Ladybug has no doubt that Alya is already recording.

“Let’s get this over with,” Chat says. “After all we’ve been through, I think we really deserve this picnic.”

Once they’re transformed, the akuma isn’t actually that hard to defeat. It’s definitely not the hardest akuma they’ve ever encountered, and they cleanse it a lot faster than they usually would. Honestly, Chat chalks most of it up to being absolutely starving. There’s nothing you can’t do when determined and on an empty stomach. If you’re hungry and something’s standing between you and a meal, that something is either getting out of the way or you’re going over it.

They detransform near a store and buy Adrien a new, drier, and cleaner shirt. Marinette tries to pay, but he won’t let her. It’s really not a big deal, it’s just a shirt. He’s had worse accidents backstage before, a spilled drink is probably one the least consequential fashion disasters he’s ever had. Marinette tries to slip money into Adrien’s pocket, but he puts it right back into her purse when she isn’t looking.

She apologizes a few more times too. Adrien accepts the apologies, but he also keeps insisting that it’s fine. He’s just not sure how to convince her yet.

When Marinette and Adrien get back to the park, with their kwamis, they double and triple checked when they left the store, Alya and Nino are sitting on the blanket eating.

“Starting without us,” Marinette asks as she sits down next to Nino. She steals one of his chips.

“Kind of rude,” Adrien points out. “Since we set this all up and you lied to us.”

Alya gives him an offended look. “We lied?” She shakes her head. “You know what, we can have this conversation later. I’d be mad at you for not telling us earlier, but honestly I’m just in shock right now and need some time to process. Sit down and eat.” She pats the blanket next to her.

Adrien sits down and finally gets to take a bite of his sandwich.

“We’re having such a long talk about this,” Nino says. “Like, dude, I have so many questions.”

Marinette raises her eyebrows. “Do you? Or is that the fever talking?”

Nino pulls his hat down over his eyes. “Listen, it was Alya’s idea.”

Adrien looks to Alya, expecting her to roll her eyes and say she’s not entirely to blame, but she just shrugs and says, “I’m not ashamed.”

“Also?” Nino pulls a speaker out of his bag. “I brought tunes. I should be immediately forgiven.”

“Let me look through the playlists?” Marinette asks. “Then we can see about forgiveness.”

Nino hands her his phone to scroll through as he sets up the speaker.

Alya bumps her shoulder against Adrien’s. “Wow, you two are even worse than I thought,” she mutters to him.

“What do you mean?” he whispers back.

She gives him a look. “You’re really just going to pine at each other?”

Adrien feels his face go hot.

“I mean you’re Ladybug and Chat Noir! You have more chemistry than a science textbook.”

Adrien looks over to Marinette, who’s bent over Nino’s phone, going through playlists as Nino gives commentary over her shoulder. His expression goes soft.

Alya scoffs. “You’re ridiculous.” Nino snorts and leans away. “Really?”

“Yeah,” Adrien murmurs to Alya. “But I’m okay with being ridiculous for a little while longer.” For now, just being with Marinette is enough. And that’s really really sappy, but it’s been a long day. For now, he’s going to enjoy their time as friends with their friends.

Marinette laughs as she starts playing a song.

Alya groans and flops onto her back. “Mari—”

Marinette smiles and looks to Adrien eyes twinkling as she shrugs apologetically. “I kind of forgot this was an actual song.”

#adrienette #adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #ladynoir #miraculous ladybug #my fic

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