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hawkinshighdropout · 2 years

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Pairing: Eddie Munson x (female) Reader

**Part Two Can Be Found Here!!**

Summary: Eddie comes into the music store you work at to purchase the new Metallica record, but he's a few dollars short so you let him off the hook...

Warnings: No warnings, this is purely fluff/pure content. Unless you count a couple of curse words as needing a warning? Idk, I haven't written fanfics in like 8 years so I'm a little rusty...

Note/Request: Requested by anonymous. "hii! i saw you were looking for eddie prompts and i have this idea stuck in my head: she works at the record store and knows him because he spends his free time there. after they talk about corroded coffin, eddie goes to get the new metallica that just dropped and realizes he is a few dollars short. she lets him take it with the promise not to tell her boss. eddie is a goner and omg is she wearing a iron maiden tshirt????? (also if u wanna continue it feel free but please make it sweet i cannot handle more eddie angst i want him to be a happy boy) hope this is helpful!"

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The bell above your door rang, signalling another customer had entered the store, glancing up from the latest volume of your Smash Hits magazine, the corners of your lips twisting up into a fond smile at the sight of your favourite curly haired knucklehead. Eddie. Eddie Munson. It was about a quarter after four in the afternoon and the music store you worked at was relatively quiet, not many customers about so any faint sound in the distance or movement in the corner of your eye would capture your attention with ease.

Of course, most of these distractions being Eddie. He would liven up any room he walked into, whether that was due to his loudmouth or the jangle of chains from his belt loops, it was certainly a welcomed change of scenery when he was nearby. Allowing yourself the chance to glance at him whilst he was distracted flicking through the shelves of tapes, in the metal section of course, you noticed his outfit was a little different than what you normally see him wearing.

Your brows furrow slightly in confusion. His regular beat-up white Reebok sneakers? Check. Ripped black skinny jeans with the holes in the knees and black bandana sticking out of the left pocket? Check. Black leather jacket tucked under his patched and pinned denim jacket? Check. Rings cluttering almost every finger on one hand? Check. Hellfire shirt? No… That’s what was missing, instead he was wearing a faded black t shirt with Corroded Coffin written across his chest.

“Corroded Coffin?” you thought, or so you thought you thought.

“Excuse me?” Eddie laughed, raising a brow in amusement as he glanced in your direction, hands still between cassette tapes, clearly you had said that out loud and now was the one time you wish a gate would open up under your feet and swallow you into the Upside Down.

“I… Uh, your shirt?” you pointed half heartedly towards his shirt, voice coming out as more of a question than a statement, causing him to look down at himself and then back across at you whilst waiting for you to continue. “It’s… Different, is it not? You usually wear your Hellfire shirt? Sorry, this is probably sounding really creepy that I know you by your shirt… Sorry, again, ignore me.”

Looking back to your magazine, hoping that the situation would just disappear on its own, cheeks feeling warm from the embarrassment of making it public knowledge that this one man had your attention every single time he came into the store. The sound of someone clearing their throat took your attention away, snapping your eyes back up to see the soft smiled metalhead in front of you, his head tilted slightly to one side as if he was waiting for you to say something.

“Can I help you?” you ask nervously, folding the corner of your page and closing the magazine, setting it off to the side with the intention of continuing to read that later on.

“Well that depends, sweetheart… Care to explain yourself?” he said with a look on his face that expressed he was slightly smug and slightly amused at this situation entirely.

Feeling flustered, mostly from the embarrassment of being caught admiring the older boy, and slightly from the fact you could feel his soft eyes staring into your soul. Okay, not really, but his gaze gliding across your features effortlessly made you feel a little hot under the collar. It’s not every day that someone as handsome as Eddie Munson is towering over you and smiling whilst giving you his full attention. You clear your throat and attempt to salvage this.

“I was just looking at your shirt, Corroded Coffin, and was wondering what that was as you usually wear that Hellfire shirt… Is Corroded Coffin another club that you’re in? Or... band you like, perhaps?” your voice getting quieter as the sentence continued, his smile widening as you mumble.

“Ah, there we are! No, it’s not a club, sweetheart. It’s a totally awesome local band that not a lot of people have heard of, they’re totally underrated. Gonna be playing The Garden one day, just you wait…” there was pride and glee in his voice whilst giving you a brief rundown of the band, you just listened. “Hold up, you work in a music store, shouldn’t you already know this?”

Wide eyed and slightly caught off guard, you take a quick inhale of breath and try to scramble up any defensive explanation you could think of, one that didn’t make you sound lame for not knowing this band, but a warm palm resting against your forearm brings you out of that frenzy.

“I’m kidding, Y/N…” a soft laugh coming from Eddie, letting out a sigh of relief yourself before processing what was just said, a moment later it causes you to scrunch up your brows in confusion once again.

“How do you know my name?” you ask, placing your palms down against the counter to give yourself a little distance, looking up at him and awaiting the explanation.

“Name tag?” he gestures to your chest, a big plastic button pierced to your shirt that had your name spelled out in clear black lettering, causing you to hide your face in your hands and groan in pure embarrassment. Not only had you spoken your thoughts aloud, you had once again embarrassed yourself in front of the cool older guy, twice in about two minutes. You were on a roll today it seemed.

“Someone’s had a long day.” He chuckles, to which you peak between your spread fingers that covered your face, letting yourself relax and let out a soft laugh of your own. Nodding in agreement with his statement, you then fold your arms across your chest and sigh in relief at how he let that slide.

“You have no idea…” you pause, glancing down at his chest which was covered in pins and patches of all the bands Eddie listened to, gesturing to his chest as if you were pretending to look for a name tag. It wouldn’t make sense that he would have one, he didn’t work here, but you didn’t want to embarrass yourself for a third time by letting him know you knew his name. That would have given major creepy vibes after already knowing his wardrobe cycles.

“Oh, Eddie! Hi, I’m Eddie.” He held out his hand with the cheesiest smile imaginable, stretching your arm out and shaking his hand to greet one another, it catches you by surprise when he brings up your hand to his face, pressing a tender kiss against your knuckles. “Nice to meet you, Y/N.”

You smile brightly up at him, hands now moving to nervously fiddle with the hem of your t shirt, resisting the urge to chew on the inside of your lower lip whilst he seemingly admired you? His arms folded together as he leant down on the counter, closing the gap between you so you’re almost face to face, a brow raised in your direction as he looked down at his shirt and then back across at you.

“You should totally check out our band, by the way… I can see that you are a woman of great taste,” he says, nodding his head in the direction of your Iron Maiden t-shirt, “I think you’d like us... We’re doing a show on Tuesday night if you’re interested?”

Nodding your head eagerly, a sheepish smile appearing on your face as he grabbed your notebook and pen from the counter and wrote out the details for you (Corroded Coffin, Tuesday night at 8pm, The Hideout.) before sliding them back around so you could read it. Giving a shy thumbs up in his direction with a silent promise to be there.

Doing a little drum pattern on the counter with his ring cladded hands, Eddie then gestures behind himself to the shelves of Cassettes he was looking at originally, announcing that he was going to continue what he came here for. You watch as he turns on his heels and takes mere seconds to get lost in the search for his prize. Shaking your head fondly, you smile to yourself and focus back on your desk, rereading the adorably sloppy handwriting that Eddie had left you on your notepad, zoning out for what felt like mere seconds until the sound of the cassette tape tapping down on the counter snapped you back to reality.

“Found it!” he grinned; voice full of pride.

Looking up at him, down at the cassette, then back up at him. The corners of your lips tugging up effortlessly into a smile as you approved of his choice, scooping it up in your fingers and sliding over in your seat to start the process of ringing it up on the register.

“Master of Puppets, hm? Nice choice.” you state in a tone that conveyed admiration; Metallica were one of your favourite bands, so you got a little buzzed whenever you found a fellow fan. Pressing the buttons on the register until it dinged and announced the total on the small display. “That’ll be $7.50, please.”

Reaching into his bag pocket, grabbing his wallet, and tugging out the crinkled notes to begin counting them, his face suddenly dropping the grin he once adorned, into a small frown instead. He counted again, letting out a disheartened sigh when he realised he was a few dollars short. “Shit!”

“Is something wrong?” you asked softly, keeping your voice down to make sure that you didn’t catch the attention of any of the other shoppers, not wanting to risk embarrassing Eddie.

“I, uh.. I don’t have enough. Forgot about the tax and—shit. Dammit, okay. It’s okay, uh. I can come back tomorrow or something, I should have enough by then, don’t worry, Y/N.” he mumbled, sticking the crumpled notes back into his wallet, picking up the cassette with the intention of putting it back.

“Hey, Eddie?” you softly called to him, standing up from your seat as he was already a few steps away from the counter. Gesturing with your index finger for him to come back to you, watching as he wandered back over. Him scratching the base of his neck, seemingly a nervous act of his.

“Yeah?” he asked.

“Uh… This totally isn’t standard protocol or anything but uh, if you can keep this a secret then I can let you off the extra couple dollars…” you suggest, the look of disappointment on his face previously broke your heart, wanting to find a solution to fix the pouty puppy dog eyes he’s sporting.

“Wait, really?!” he asks sceptically, not sure if you were joking or if you were actually going to cut him a deal here, to which you nod your head in response.

“Yeah! Of course, uh… “Friends and Family Discount”, mhm.” Your voice was not convincing in the slightest, but you gave off an expression that conveyed a ‘just go with it’ look, so he did just that. Your store didn’t even offer discounts like that, but no one needed to know that. You rung up the cassette once again, pressing a few buttons that altered the price, correcting it so it showed the exact amount he had on him.

A childlike grin on his face as he passed you the notes once again, you take a couple of seconds to organise the notes in the register before closing it and printing the receipt. Handing it over to his outstretched palm, a giggle escaping your lips as he crumples it up and places it in his pocket alongside the new Metallica record he just purchased.

“For obvious reasons… No refunds or exchanges.” Brows raising in his direction, knowing you would get in trouble if he were to comeback with it as you wouldn’t be able to hide or explain the discount to the manager, a massive grin appearing on his face as he nodded in agreement.

“Of course, M’Lady…” Eddie dipped a little to pretend to bow in your direction, before leaning over the counter, cupping the back of your head delicately in his soft palm and pressing his warm lips to the centre of your forehead. “You’re a lifesaver” he mumbled, pulling away from you to shoot you another grin.

Warm in the face once again, biting down on your lower lip and shaking your head from side to side in pure amusement. Watching as the excited boy sauntered off towards the front door, half opening it before turning back to you and calling out.

“Hey. Y/N? See you Tuesday!”

“I’ll be there, weirdo. 8 o’clock.” You called back.

“It’s a date!” he smirked, winking in your direction before blowing you a kiss and scurrying out the door.

Face buried in your hands the second he’s gone, giggling like a schoolgirl as you processed what had just happened between you both. Letting out a soft and fond sigh before looking back up at the store, fixing the hair that had been rattled by him grabbing it previously, you pick up the magazine and attempt to continue reading. Keeping yourself occupied between customers until the end of your shift.

“Sweet Jesus….” You giggle to yourself, fully smitten by that one little metalhead.

#eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson smut #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x female reader #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fluff #stranger things oneshot #stranger things smut #joseph quinn #eddie munson #eddie munson edit #eddie fluff #Eddie munson imagine

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ellievickstar · 1 year

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Little Thief

A/N: Welcome to day 4 of my 300 follower week, and I have now introduced our first brand new character, please give a warm welcome, and an open mind, to Kaz Brekker!!!! I loved six of crows so much but I never knew how to start writing the fanfics for it so this is my first attempt!!! This is dedicated to me — omg so slay am I right? HAHAHAHAH. This is more of a sibling bond this time cause I feel like Kaz would be a really great older brother so yea. With all the new characters I am planning on making a new master list :D

Summary: After finding a little girl that was left behind at the crow club, Kaz Brekker is pleased to find his newest investment after watching her take down men twice her size.

Pairs: Platonic!Kaz x reader

Requests: N/A

Inspiration: N/A

Warnings: Violence, abandonment

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“I don’t know about you, but I don’t have time for this,” You said as you were approached by two guards. After your mother had not-so-subtly left you behind in a clear attempt to abandon you, you decided to just stick around at the club before returning home to grab your stuff and leave Ketterdam for good.

The guard rolled his eyes as he reached to grab you, only to be met with a strong pull to the ground as you grabbed his arm and twisted it. “Move,” You said to the second guard, “And I break your friend’s arm,” You growled. He sneered at you but stayed in place. “I want to see who sent you,” You hissed, putting more weight on the guard below you, making him groan in pain, emphasising your point.

“Let him go,” The voice belonged to Kaz Brekker, bastard of the barrel. You let the guard go, only to be led to the back office of the crow club. Inside, you felt fear trickle down your spine as it snaked through your veins. Mr Brekker was known for his cruel nature, whatever he wanted from you was either bad, or very bad.

“Mr Brekker, pleasure to meet you,” You smiled as you mockingly bowed to the rather tall figure compared to you. Sweat trickled down your brow as you worked your face into an expression of mockery. He frowned as he motioned for you to sit. You sat reluctantly, you didn’t want to push your luck.

“How old are you,” He asked, you leaned over as you smirked, “Why do you wanna know?” He glared at you and you nearly flinched, you would have if it wasn’t for the years of stealing and thievery to take care of yourself when your mother could not. “I’m going to be fourteen soon,” You mumbled as you fiddled with the end of your long dark hair. He hummed as he looked down at you.

“You took out a man twice your size, you haven’t stirred up any significant trouble yet hours after you arrived many customers have claimed that their wallets or anything valuable they own is missing,” He bent down to observe your face. “You’re The Ghost,” You scoffed, “I never realised I built a name for myself. Cut to the chase Mr Brekker, and stop sending your wraith to follow me,” Something like shock crossed his face at the mention of his wraith, but it disappeared quickly.

“I want your help,” “For what,” You asked. He just shrugged and gave the vaguest reply on earth, “A mission.”

You rolled your eyes. “What do I get,” He smirked then and handed you a contract and you read the whole thing, giggling at some parts. “The crows?” You cocked your eyebrows as you looked back up. “It’s a nice name, fitting, crows are known for their luck, and yet they always look out for each other. But I prefer to work alone,” You said as you tossed the parchment back.

“I will give you a seventh of everything earned each mission, I will provide somewhere to stay, you will work for me, and you will be under my protection,” Kaz cut in as he raised his cane, blocking you from exiting. You thought about it.

You sighed as you realised that you didn’t have an option, you had to accept this. Signing the parchment, you stood up and bowed mockingly once more.

“Y/N at your service.”

~*~*~*~*~ A/N: NEW AU???? AHHH I love this. it was short but i think i portrayed like something more real, cause if Kaz Brekker glared at me I would be terrified.

#kaz #kaz brekker #soc #crow club #grishaverse #Kaz Brekker x reader #six of crows #reader

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djsherriff-responses · 7 months

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warning captain laserhawk spoilers and topics of grooming and incest

I was sketching out a possible funny comic (idk if I’ll finish, motivation zig zags) regarding that one scene of Jade and Pey’J , where Jade argues wirh Pey’J about it , as a “hahaha omg wasn’t that really messed up?” But than I thought:

“wow, if this show wasn’t cramming so much into 6 episodes and Jade wasn’t fridged, this would be an incredibly interesting but horrific plot thread to follow through”

We know from the official Eden site that Pey’J knew Jade since infancy and the show makes it a point he promised on her parents’ grave to protect her , which makes his confession in having romantic feelings for her all the more disgusting

I never played BGE, and I really wanna like him since I read he is a better (not into incest with kids he raised as his own) character in game , but I was actually kinda glad he died because I kept thinking of all the weird implications his love confession has, such as what were (or are depending on if he and Jade come back in season 2) the writers planning with that?

Like, the writers knew we didn’t have much time with these characters and so knew there wasn’t much time to see the depth of the relationship Jade has with Pey’J, so why make their last conversation Pey’J outting himself as someone attracted to his own niece?

I seen most people say it was a joke, which is just an odd thing to do when that moment could’ve easily been used to share more of Jade and Pey’J’s history and familiar bond with each other, thus make Jade’s death far more impactful than just “god I can’t believe that was their last conversation”. You could’ve still made that moment funny and awkward without incest!

A possibility (one which I’m dreading could happen if they come back in season 2) is that they genuinely wanted to have Pey’J and Jade together romantically , which is just …. Yikes, really yikes. Obviously as of writing this post we don’t know the writers’ intentions or the purpose of that scene in the larger narrative (if it even has one). I know that Alex is old enough to be Dolph’s dad but we can agree actual incest in the story of Laserhawk would be pushing it, right? (Or at least get characters with personalities and dynamic where that sort of situation would make sense!)

TBH I feel like that moment could’ve actually worked (or at least offer some interesting story stuff), if Pey’J was the one who died in episode two instead of Jade

(This part is more hopeful thinking what be the writers’ intentions than anything, tbh feel free to use this part as fanfic inspiration)

Think about it, Jade’s bio says she’s got a natural talent at reading people and makes it a career to haunt down the scum of Eden (like Pagan Min)

Which would make it all the more incredibly horrifying for her to learn her uncle was attracted to her

If Pey’J was the one died after telling her he found her attractive, Jade’s entire world and perspective of her life would be shattered, and she’d basically be left to pick up the pieces. All the sweet childhood memories she had with Pey’J would be tainted now, she’d question so much of her self and be haunted by the possibility Pey’J may be a groomer

and than…..wait….

Do Dolph and Bullfrog know about the incest?!

Like Sarah knows because she definitely overheard that conversation

Did Pey’J ever bring up he got a boner over his niece to his fellow ghosts before he died? Did Sarah tell Dolph and Bullfrog? Did the two get weird vibes from the sweet home Alabama pig man?

God , what were the writers thinking adding incest to this show?!

#captain laserhawk #captain laserhawk spoilers #Tw incest #tw grooming #Beyond good and evil #Apparently there was nothing of this nature in game so this really did come out the writers’ asses #I know this is a remixed universe but I’m sure theres other Ubisoft characters who pull the incest crap off better if incest had to be in #BGE fans feel free to add onto this

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mrstsung · 6 months

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Vent below if you like liu kang this post isn't for you. This is basically an anti liu kang and really angry post.

Giving y'all a warning.

Again DNI if you like liu kang or "stan" him. Or are a fire god liu kang fan. Because this post isn't for you.

Like I'm giving a warning for a reason because im not gonna be nice rn. I choose violence today ok?

Trying to cite warnings and tag this so people don't get up in arms. (Which they may anyways but hey thats on them if they click further)

Cw:vent,angry admin.

Last warning. If you like liu kang. Plz for the love of god dni and keep scrolling. But if you dont like him. And especially hate fire god liu kang. Plz Continue.

Vent below cut

If you like or stan liu kang but more so mk12/mk1 god *redacted titans derogatory* liu kang.

Kick rocks. He's an asshole. Have a nice die liu kang. 💀🗑⚰

Nah. You can miss me with that. Liu kang deserves nothing but death and suffering. In fact everyone BUT shang tsung deserves it.

Nah if yall would have gave shang something actually decent,livable,love and care,maybe a fucking decent friend that wasn't a previous roster member?,etc. None of this would be a problem. But nope. Liu kang had to be a petty whore bitch with bias agenda. Could have made him evil and made him like dark raiden. But nope you had to make him insufferable and unlikable.

Like a guy who hides behind the im nice,till you disagree or reject his ideals and suddenly you're gaslighted and given shit. Omg much like religious indoctrination. How interesting. But they dont wanna talk about that.

People don't wanna talk about how shitty the writing is. But people don't care so as long as the characters are pretty and fuckable enough. But the more things change the more they stay the same i guess.

Everytime i see mk12/mk1 liu kang i wanna spit on him and punch him and set him on fire and just want him dead and gone for good. Because i fucking hate him. I have never hated even kronika this bad,more so i felt she was a waste of potential, and redundant af. Nah He deserves die.

Like go to Super hell liu kang. Piss off with your shitty fanfic Timeline. Loser bitch ass hiding behind a fake ass smile and preaching peace. Peace my ass. Shit happened anyways. Makes fucking shinnok look like a fucking saint sweetheart in comparison.

Like im not even joking. I don't even care about his reasons. I dont even care what canon says. Or these fucking mk1 liu kang fans say anymore. Im tired.

Which we all know it's because he has weird hang ups over kitana when he could have just fucking left,said fuck it and married her anyways. She would have said yes. But he had to be weird about it,roundabout af,and make everyone suffer because he couldn't get edanian pussy.

Or it's because maybe he thinks he can do better than raiden. The arrogant prick. Nah that god dilf raised you and you give him this shit?! After all he went through?! Thi s is the thanks you give him?! Liu kang im not just disappointed in you im disappointed in the fact raiden didn't kill you off when he had the chance when he went dark. Would've Saved us a shitty game and a half.

Like liu kang did all the things and still had bad things if not worse things. Happen. Preaching peace and prosperity my ass. Fake ass ugly ass hoebag bitch. I hope he chokes on his spit in his sleep. I hope sand get in his ass and never comes out. I hope he dies from this bullshit lame tarkat disease and gets ultra mega plague. I just fucking hate it man.

The villains are lame. The story is lame. Liu kangs fanfic is lame. And nrs is lame.

I'd rather deal with the shitty 2021 movie than this shit. I'd rather deal with shitty writing in mk11 than this. Fr. At least it's entertaining shit.

And shang tsung isn't a fucking dumpster fire in the story. Shao kahn while a meathead is still terrifying. Quan chi isn't there but in 10 he was fucking beeeeeast. Shinnok. Poor shinnok. You deserve better. Cetrion was a waste. Kronika too. Geras was actually scary,but now he's a tool.

Legitimately the gameplay is just juggle better,gimmicky kameos bullshit,and same ol crap different wrapper.

Mk12/mk1? More like mk11.5 . Nothing changes thats worth the money.

I can find better shit on emulators.

Graphics aside what does the new game really truly have to offer? Nothing.

Wishful thinking. Like a bag of lays chips but unlike potato chips which is useful. This game sadly. Is not.

(Liu kang is only valid if he's from the 95 movie thats it. Fuck every other version. But even then it's thin ice at this point. Nrs has ruined liu kang for me.)

So yeah kick rocks liu kang. I hate liu kang and anyone who stans his ass rn in the story and the new game can fuck right off.

#vent #mortal kombat #this is a Liu kang hate post so dni if you like him #but more so if you like mk12/mk1 liu kang #cw vent #cw: vent #admin in not nice today #admin is not nice to liu kang rn #all this potential....wasted

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raeflora · 6 months

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Your analysis is so great and inspires me to write Chair fanfic! I was wondering what kind of parents you think they'd be? I know people think since Blair and Chuck are not exactly the most warm and nurturing people and lead busy lives they'd have a nanny raise their kid for the most part, but I think they'd be pretty involved parents? Maybe I just want to think that! I feel like Blair would be super structured, organized, rule-oriented etc who keeps the family functioning beautifully while Chuck is more chaotic and the kind of dad who sneaks the kids sugary snacks lol. I'm also curious how you think they'd deal with a kid who (gasp) isn't popular and doesn't care about upper east side social events, debutante balls and so on!

hi!! omg I'm so honoured sksfjksk thank u sm if u post any fic pls tag me I'd love to read it 🫶🏻🫶🏻 ohh I love this question!! I have a lot of feelings about chair as parents lol. I think that actually bc of their individual upbringings they'd be more hands on in terms of parenting as they want to give henry and any other children they have the childhoods that they didn't. ik that they probably would hire a nanny at some point when their children are older, but I believe that they would do all the main parenting themselves for as long as they could (yes even diaper changing and potty training and night feeding). also for chair parenting their kids as babies I think they'd be so enthusiastic about every tiny milestone. like henry rolls over for the first time and they take a hundred videos and are like he's the smartest baby in the whole world!! look at him!! meanwhile baby henry's got no idea what's going on but he's v encouraged.

in terms of their dynamic I think blair would definitely be the more "strict" one in the sense that she's more organised and likes rules like u said and she wants her kids to have structure in their lives. but I do think that she's gentle and loving with them too bc she didn't always get that with her own mother, so she doesn't want her kids to ever feel like she doesn't love them or isn't proud of them. also she's definitely the scarier one when it comes to like parent teacher conferences and stuff everyone thinks it's gonna be chuck but no she's an absolute mama bear. chuck as a dad is so important to me and I think he'd be a kind of soft that ppl never expect. he'd still be like serious about things but definitely more relaxed and the kind of loving father he always wanted. imo for him, like with blair, the most important thing for him is that their children feel supported and loved and that he's present for them. he wants to be there in the big and small ways and he'd definitely be kinda chaotic at times (when henry turns 16 chuck's like if u wanna smoke or drink pls do it around me and uncle nate it'll be safer also we'll show u the good stuff and blair's like no!! we're not encouraging this!! and chuck's like 😏) but so devoted to his children. their kids know they can go to them with anything and they have a much healthier relationship than most ues families.

this is such a fun point so if henry or any of their other children didn't care about ues life or didn't care about being popular I think they'd be surprised but supportive. I can see blair being more surprised and unsure at first than chuck bc she loves tradition and the ues lifestyle (I say as they live in paris sksfjkdk) but I think as long as she knew her child was happy then she'd accept it. she'd definitely try to do things to make them enthuse more but I think eventually chuck would help her realise that their children's happiness is what matters regardless of if they're popular or not or how many events they go to. chuck would be more ok with it bc he wasn't always popular with his peers so I think he'd have a mentality that his children will always have a certain level of fame and notoriety no matter what, so if they change their mind and want to be more involved in ues society then they can reintegrate more easily, it just depends on what they want

#ask #answered #gossip girl #blair waldorf #chuck bass #chuck x blair #chair #henry bass #loved these questions sm 🫶🏻🫶🏻

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faintingheroine · 1 year

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didn't know you liked rebecca (but i should have guessed, it makes a lot of sense in retrospect), so now i wanna hear your thoughts on the queer readings of it (mrs danvers being in love with rebecca, people shipping danvers and the narrator, etc)

Rebecca and I have a strange relationship. It took me 5 months to read (I was going through a rough time in my reading) and that was a nightmare. I also think the book is rather suffocating, which is probably a good thing for a Gothic novel, but also makes it less enjoyable.

But I do think that it is a very good novel, I have strong opinions about it (Maxim sucks) and I love Rebecca and Mrs. Danvers OMG. They are iconic.

As for queer readings, Chapter 14 of Rebecca where Mrs. Danvers shows the narrator Rebecca’s stuff is one of the most intense scenes in literature. It is disturbing since she raised her, but I do think she was in love with Rebecca, or at least lived vicariously through her, probably both.

Also, the first thing I did after finishing the novel was to look up Mrs. Danvers fanfic and reading a bunch of Mrs. Danvers/Narrator fanfic, yes, and that’s an impulse I don’t have with 99 percent of the media I read or watch.

Mrs. Danvers/Narrator fanfics seemed to take the musical which apparently has a stronger narrator as an influence, but they were still good.

#rebecca #mrs danvers #asks

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iknowitwontwork · 7 months

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Omg hope she likes it!!! That fic raised me

Lol I’m fine tbh but the two classes I have today are professors who are very anti sneezing in class lmao so I was like whatever send me the notes. It’s just a sore throat and a little lethargy I guess. I thought it was bc of the weather but I did get swabbed yday and the doc was like yeah ur Covid positive (but std negative slay). I have nothing coming up this week so I thought I’d take a break from studying lol I was reading this book about a rockstar (and I swear to god if you squint it’s totally one direction fanfic like there ain’t nooooo waaaayyyy it’s not) and I was like oop lemme see what’s going on in the fandom ❤️

We love being holy and doing holy things 🤪 I might listen to 1989 tv cus I remember liking that album lol but I’m not crazy into her. Right now my ass is listening to 10 hours of rain sounds lmaooo but I do have troye and mansionz2 queued up lol todays my catch-up day fr 💀💀💀

Girl I was just about to read the stepbro fic!! I feel way too giddy about it for no reason 💀😭 lol i reread dark (version 2) last night and I got this empty pit in my stomach cus I miss those weirdos 💔 also I feel slow but Jude’s dad is totally a cult leader in that fic bye the brainwashing makes sense I’m an idiot Peach literally spelt it out lmao I even read version 1 and didnt even connect the dots properly, my ass was like oh he’s like a mercenary or smthn arms dealer perhaps (I was totally mixing it up with junior mafia au) (to be fair on myself I was reading a lot of things at once!!)

I also lowkey started reading webtoons lmao it’s been a busy day since I woke up

Anyways might bother you all day w my essay messages ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ before I go ghost again 💀💀

that's good (that ur fine and don't have std slay)😌 and omg which boookkkk also also for some time i went back to my wattpad phase for some reason and i started this fic which btw which WASN'T a 1d/harry fic (shore) but guess what....the mc was literally named harry and he was literally fancasted as him like ohk sureeeee whatever u say.....anyway it's safe to say that i didn't start it

omg dooo that!! if u wanna listen to just one song listen to this one and also troye's one of ur girls like>>>

and hasdfghgfd ik!! seeing u liveblog it on peach's blog rn sjsj and omg i wanna reread now aah

bitch i didn't even finish dark once i found out the smut isn't there yet cuz i knew if i finished it i would be begging for more and go insaneeee and helpppp why didn't i realize that??? like ofc he is a cult leader omg

omg webtoons?? that's niceeeee

and pls bother me i'm currently suffering while studying for my two tests tmrw ughhh kill me and noooo don't ghost ur so sexy aha

#asks #rockstar anon

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FILMSTAR | JOHNJAE

genre: smut

warnings: dom!jaehyun, bratty!reader, mentions of alcohol!, mentions of drug use!, voyeurism, filming, handcuffs, unprotected!, no plot.

word count: 2,7k

Author SIN

Your best friends are baffled by the fact that you’ve never had sexual content involving a man on your OF account. They’re more than happy to help you out.

A/n: omg y’all it’s been a hot minute lol I’ve been so busy doing other stuff that I haven’t had time to write ! so here’s my lil gift to y’all 💗 hopefully I can start on longer fanfics again!

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You sat up on your best friends bed as you watched him pour out three shots of tequila while your other best friend rolled himself his second joint of the night. You Johnny and Jaehyun decided against the weekend filled with frat parties, and came to the conclusion that the three of you were more capable of having fun on your own.

“I thought you wanted to go to Taeil’s tonight to see that little crush of yours” Jaehyun asked in between licking his blunt.

“Oh Doyoung ? yeah he found out about the onlyfans thing and kinda told me he couldn’t deal with that” you pursed your lips and accepted the drink from Johnny.

Johnny pulled his face and in typical Johnny fashion overreacted to what you had just told them.

“He can’t deal with that ??” Johnny questioned, “he can’t deal with an independent woman making her own money ??”

You rolled your eyes playfully and shot back the drink in unison with the two men and sunk back into Johnny’s bed with a sigh.

“I think it’s more the fact that he thought my content involved like sexual content with another man” you chewed on your lip and stretched out your hand for the joint.

“You’ve never fucked on camera before ?” Jaehyun raised his already glazed eyes. You shook your head and both boys quickly exchanged glances.

“What ?” You deadpanned.

“Well it’s not like you can’t get a man to join you” Johnny shrugged and looked over at Jaehyun, “you are literally friends with the hottest guys on campus.”

Your fit of laughter caused you to choke on the smoke you were inhaling and Johnny quickly offered you a drink to soothe your throat.

“I’m serious y/n do you know how much fucking money you could make from just one sex tape ?” Johnny joined you on the bed and placed the joint between his lips.

“You already got a good following, hike up the price for the sex tape and boom, you’re loaded.”

Johnny was always proposing crazy ideas to you and honestly the reason you started onlyfans in the first place. He himself was pretty familiar with the app seeing as women of all ages paid him large sums of money to just dress up in suits and show off a little of his chest or midriff.

“I don’t know, what if someone steals it and puts it on pornhub or something” you pouted and Johnny waved his hand dismissively.

“You were that bunny mask you use on your account and we will make a rule that if someone takes it you will close your account, you have a lot of simps who will make sure that won’t happen” Johnny moved back to his work desk to pour up more drinks.

You were so invested in Johnnys ramblings that you hadn’t realized Jaehyun’s glassy eyes were on you the entire time, deep in thought as he licked his lips.

“What’s up with you ?” You questioned the man who laid up against the bed, a cheeky grin spread across his face.

“Isn’t it hot though ? To be filmed” His voice was slightly raspy, “Is it narcissistic to want to see how good you can fuck?”

“Jaehyun is a nasty man oh my God” Johnny scrunched his face, returning with more shots and clicked glasses with the two of you.

You didn’t wanna admit it but now that Jaehyun mentioned it, being filmed was something you wouldn’t mind experimenting with.

“Why don’t you do it with Jaehyun and let me film it” Johnny asked suddenly and turned to meet your shocked expression.

“Film with you guys ???” You looked between your two willing best friends.

Jaehyun chuckled and shrugged. “It’s not like we haven't seen you half naked before y/n.”

“Okay” you agreed, “but this is very different.”

“We’re more trustworthy than any of the losers you sleep with anyway, come on Jaehyun is hot, so are you, this is Oscar worthy content” Johnny walked over to his closet already fishing for his camera equipment.

“Fine, atleast let me put on something cute” you groaned and jumped to your feet ready to head back to your apartment.

“Ooh wear that lacy black one with the ribbons, you looked super hot in that” Jaehyun grinned, satisfied that he got you a little flustered by his words.

You returned an hour later, fulfilling his request of lingerie and dropped your coat at the door to give both men the full view of the ensemble.

“What do you think ?” You leaned against the doorframe as both men stood in silence taking you in.

“Well I’m hard already” Jaehyun ran his fingers through his hair.

“That makes two of us! Okay let’s shoot a porno ladies and gentlemen” Johnny clapped his hands together and you giggled at the little set up he created.

For once his bed looked pretty decent. Johnny set up a few red mood lights and a pair of cuffs sat in the middle of the bed. You picked up the metal cuffs and twirled it on your fingers before looking back at Johnny.

“I’m supposed to handcuff him ?”

Jaehyun scoffed at your question while Johnny just shoved him closer to the bed.

“No Jaehyun thinks he’s an alpha male so those are actually for you y/n” Johnny replied and set up his tripod and camera.

You watched as Jaehyun walked over to you with that smug smile never leaving his face as he folded his arms across his chest and looked down at you.

“Alpha male ? So you’re one of those guys who talk about being dominant but when push comes to shove you can’t follow through ?” You raised your brow and Jaehyun chuckled at your words, he was more than acquainted with your smart mouth.

“I know you like it rough y/n so just try to keep up with me” he bit down on his lip as his eyes moved over your body once more.

Johnny snapped the both of you out of your staring contest to alert you that he was ready to begin shooting. The three of you agreed on something very casual as if the camera was capturing a scene unfolding off guard. It was meant to be as natural as possible without any scripted scenes and in Johnnys words it needed to look…artistic.

Johnny yelled action and Jaehyun sized you up, he was always cocky but experiencing it in this type of setting was definitely turning you on.

“Undo my pants” he said in a low voice as his hand hovered over his boner.

“No you’re not the boss of me” you rolled your eyes and Jaehyun chuckled lightly before tightening his jaw and moved closer to you.

“I said undo my pants baby girl, I’ve been wanting that pretty mouth around me for a while now” his voice was darker than before and the fluttering in your stomach went straight down to your core.

You were about to protest one more time just to see how far you could push it when Jaehyun’s veiny hand wrapped around your throat and his hooded eyes looked down at you as if he dared you to try him again.

You gave in and began unzipping his jeans as he smirked at your sudden change of heart. Jaehyun slowly released your throat and removed both his shirt and pants as you stared down at his evident boner.

Your stare was quickly broken by Jaehyun pulling you into a long tantalizing kiss, his lips were soft and you could taste the alcohol on his tongue as he skillfully dominated the hell out the heated exchange.

“Get on your knees and suck me off” he whispered in your ear after breaking the kiss and you obliged immediately.

Meanwhile behind the camera Johnny was unsure how he was going to get through filming without wanting to fuck you himself. He winced as his growing boner pushed against the material of his jeans and the more he stared at you on your knees the more he wished you were sucking him off instead.

Jaehyun threw his head back as you slowly pumped his length and used your tongue to lube up his member before taking his long length into your mouth. Now that you fully believed in Jaehyun’s capability of actually being dominant you were going to play the hell out of this submissive role.

“Am I doing a good job daddy ?” You looked up at him with innocent eyes as you stroked his aching member with your manicured hands.

“Fuck” both Jaehyun and Johnny whispered at your dirty words and you took it as a sign to continue pleasing him with your mouth. You moved Jaehyun’s hand to your head and placed your arms behind your back now giving him complete control to please himself.

Jaehyun grabbed a fistful of your hair and began facefucking you, alternating between a rapid speed and a deep slow stroke, allowing his length to feel every inch of your throat before bringing himself to completion. You swallowed every drop of him before getting to your feet and lay back on the bed to await your next instruction.

“What do you want me to do baby ?” Jaehyun traced his fingers over your thighs and abdomen, closing in on the spot you needed him most.

“Touch me daddy, make me feel good” you moaned while playing with your tender boobs. Jaehyun licked his lips and nodded before lightly smacking your thigh.

“Bend over and stick your ass up” he ordered and you obeyed. Your body shook in excitement when he grabbed your wrists and cuffed them behind your back, silently thanking him for even suggesting the idea.

Jaehyun pulled down the thin fabric covering your ass and used two fingers to explore your wetness. “Mmm you’re so wet for me baby” he moaned as his fingers moved down between your folds, playing with you rather than easing your tension.

“Please please daddy” you begged making him smile proudly as he continued fooling around.

“You want my fingers inside you ?” He asked in a soft tone.

You nodded quickly. “Yes yes, please I need you.”

Jaehyun gave your ass a quick and hard smack before burying both his fingers inside your core giving you absolutely no time to adjust to the speed he was now at. Jaehyun grabbed onto your cuffed hands as his other hand murdered your core, adding a third finger as he mercilessly fingered you to your breaking point.

Your moans and screams echoed throughout the room and Johnny felt light headed by the scene. He had no idea when he had started stroking his own member but it was the only way to keep him from taking you on his bed at this very moment.

You came undone Jaehyun’s fingers, feeling yourself drip down your thighs as the man just casually stuck his fingers into his mouth like it was nothing.

Jaehyun barely gave you a chance to recover from your orgasm and quickly pulled out his member and lined it up with your entrance. “I’m gonna be really fast and really rough, can you take it baby ?” He asked as his large hands caressed your thighs and moved up to your waist.

“Yes daddy I can take it!” You bit down on your lip and Jaehyun pushed himself into your entrance, groaning at the feeling of you around him and slowly moved his hips against yours.

“You feel incredible baby” Jaehyun praised before quickening his movements and the grip around your waist got tighter. You groaned as he fucked you senseless, digging his nails into your skin as his hips snapped against yours repeatedly.

“Mmm you’re taking me so well” he hummed as he pushed you further into the mattress and filled your core up with his length. It wasn’t long until you felt your orgasm build up again and you hated that you couldn’t hold on any longer.

“Daddy I’m…im gonna cum” you whined and Jaehyun quickly responded by pulling out and removed the cuffs so he could flip you over and take you in again.

The intensity increased since you were now free and fucked you while staring directly into your eyes. The two of you shared a sloppy kiss as he fucked you in this new position, completely lost in each others ecstasy.

“Come for me baby” Jaehyun grunted as he slammed his hips against yours, also chasing his own orgasm.

You finally released your orgasm, body shaking at the intensity as Jaehyun slowly pulled out of you and brought his member to your face.

“Take it all baby” he groaned as he stroked himself before putting his member into your mouth and released himself in a long low groan. You swallowed dutifully once again before you finally noticed your cameraman was clearly frustrated in the corner.

“Johnny come here” you called in a raspy voice, fucked out but still willing to help a friend out.

“I…I already put the camera off” he said, quickly stuffing himself back into his pants.

“I don’t care, I want you to come fuck me” you whined and Jaehyun laughed.

“You better go give her what she wants bro I’m heading into the shower, you guys have fun” Jaehyun winked at the taller man and disappeared into the bathroom.

Johnny walked over to you on the bed and lightly grabbed your thigh. “Haven't you had enough, you naughty girl ?” He raised a brow and you replied by palming him through his jeans.

“I want to thank you for making my video and I also can’t help that I’ve been wanting to fuck you from the very first day I’ve met you” you pouted and tugged on his jeans.

Johnny brought his shirt over his head and discarded his jeans as you removed your bra and pushed the larger man down onto the bed. You climbed onto him, straddling his waist as your fingers traced the contours of his abs before pressing your swollen lips against his.

“You’re playing a dangerous game, you know that ?” Johnny groaned as you began grinding your bare core against his boner tucked away in his boxers.

“Hmm what do you mean ?” You hummed as your lips moved to his jaw and his neck.

Johnny massaged your ass with his hands as you continued grinding down on him and sighed into your kisses. “I mean now that you’re okay with this, Jaehyun and I are gonna want to fuck you all the damn time” he whined when your teeth sunk into his neck.

“You guys have so many women on speed dial” you rolled your eyes as you slowly pulled down his boxers and sighed at the feeling of his member meeting your core.

“Fuck…yeah but they’re not you, they’ll never be you” Johnny groaned as you now moved your core against his length.

“Oh wow I’m that special huh ?” You cocked your head and stared down at the boy.

“Ofcourse you are, we both obviously like you and we both aren’t jealous of the other person showing interest” Johnny replied as his jaw tightened when you pressed the tip of his length against your core.

“If you guys are fine with it, I’m fine with it” you moaned when you sat on his length, “you two are the only men worth fucking anyway.”

“I’ll definitely prove that to you” Johnny licked his lips, held your hips and began moving his hips up rapidly to meet yours. He sat up to latch his lips to your neck and sucked on the exposed skin as he fucked you hard and long. Johnnys stamina was definitely higher than Jaehyun’s and you wondered how long this man could go for a full day.

“You feel so fucking good” he gritted his teeth as you tugged on his hair and whimpered in his ear.

You finally chased your orgasm and came undone and Johnny flipped you onto your stomach and stroked himself until he came undone all over your ass.

“Really Johnny” you groaned knowing the mess he just caused because he had to be extra.

“Hey! I couldn’t help myself. I had to stare at your ass for like an hour while Jaehyun was playing Christian Grey” Johnny retorted before walking in on Jaehyun in the bathroom to get tissues.

“Hey what the fuck man” Jaehyun shouted.

“I saw enough of your dick today, can you get out so y/n and I can take a shower together ?” Johnny turned back to grin at you and rolled your eyes playfully.

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miksaslut · 2 years

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hi atlas, ur fav anon here!! i was wondering if maybe u can do a hate sex, enemies to lovers type thing with caitlyn!! like reader and cait are both enforcers and they’re always trying to one up each other, something along the lines of that!! (psst,, mommy kink pls) MWAH i love you <3.

i know you wanna fuck me — by miksaslut

type of work: smut + fanfic

character: caitlyn kiramman

CW // smut, hate sex, mommy kink, degradation kink, slapping kink, jealous sex????, use of strap-on, squirting

a/n: OMG HI MY FAV ANON!!!!! I LOVE U <33

“you fucking slut,” caitlyn sneered, grabbing your wrist harshly and dragging you down the halls away from everyone, “you’ll just fuck anyone won’t you?”

“pretty much” you snip sarcastically while she pulled you into her room and shutting the door angrily with a loud slam. youcock your head, waiting for a reply.

“you’re so easy. you have no self respect whatsoever” caitlyn was unnecessarily, unforgettably mad at you. it was kind of attractive.

you had kissed vi. why? why not. to make caitlyn mad? yeah. to make her jealous? well. if you were being 100% honest with yourself, yeah. that didn’t change the fact that you hated her. you couldn’t stand how entitled she was. how annoying she was. what made it even worse was that she was hot. and ok, you’d admit that maybe you thought of caitlyn fucking you roughly until your legs were shaking and you were dripping cum a few times. maybe more than a few. truthfully, you thought of her every night. you would fuck yourself and choke yourself and slap yourself and you would think of her hands on you.

you saw caitlyn peering though her shiny bedroom window. she was looking at you walking vi out of the palace. you saw her eyes slit and her arms cross, studying you two intently. you saw her mouth open halfway in shock as you pulled vi in for a kiss. she saw your eyes stare up at her seductively, invitingly. she felt her panties go hot and she bit her lip, praying you didnt notice the look on her face.

so ok. fine. you kissed vi to make caitlyn jealous.

“god you can’t even keep your hands off of one girl” caitlyn rolled her eyes and unhanded you.

“i didn’t know you cared so much about my love life your majesty” you raised an eyebrow, gaining widely.

“i dont care. i just think its fucking gross” she shook her head in annoyance.

you took a step towards her, your faces inches away from each other. “i know you wanna fuck me. mommy” you teased, looking caitlyn directly in the eye. her mouth opened then closed. she looked away, trying to hide the intensifying blush on her cheeks from her new gifted nickname. she pushed you back onto her bed. you propped yourself up with your arms and she climbed on top of you, straddling you. “i was right,” she scoffed, “you’re such a fucking whore. you think you’re so hot” you tap your chin sarcastically. “if you wanted to fuck me you could just ask” caitlyn stared at you for a while. her eyes traced across your body, shamelessly wondering what was under your clothes. one of her cold hands travelled to your side, dangerously close to your breast. “i hate you so goddamn much” she spat before lifting up your shirt desperately, exposing your pretty tits. she looked back into your widening eyes. “i told you you were fucking easy” you hated her voice. how sure of herself she was. but you couldn’t help but gasp and grin as caitlyn pulled off your bottoms. “you liked being used dont you? god its pathetic” you rolled your eyes. “fuck off” you bucked your hips up, silently begging for more friction. your plea was delivered by a hard slap on the thigh. “open your legs” she demanded while she reached over to her bedside table and pulled out a black strap. you chuckled lowly as she struggled to put it on. “shut the fuck up” she gave you a side eye glare. she finally got it on properly and turned back to you. she aligned it with your pussy, sliding it up and down your soaking folds. she smiled meanly at how wet you were. whispers of degradation fell from her mouth before thrusting into you deeply. “f-fuck” you breathed out. “this is what you wanted, isn’t it? to be fucked like a little whore?” your eyebrows furrowed and you blushed furiously. “say my fucking name” caitlyn studied you, waiting for you to call her that name again. you looked up at caitlyn and didnt break eye contact but that didnt stop you from moaning and gasping. “i fucking hate you” you spat but caitlyn just laughed. “you hate me? then why’re you creaming all over my cock?” her hands gripped your legs and she pressed your knees as close to your head as possible. “shit- it’s so fucking deep” you hissed. your legs were crossed so your knees practically touched. “take it” she said between her teeth. the side of your ass was red from previous hits but nonetheless, caitlyn slapped it anyways. you shiver at the sensation. “fuck mommy” you whispered and you saw a satisfied glint in caitlyn’s eyes. caitlyn kept her glare and you made a face back, but it was replaced with a moan, your tongue sticking out and your eyes rolling back. “you’re pathetic. you’d fuck anyone’s cock, wouldn’t you?” you shook your head but even you didnt believe that. “say it,” caitlyn seethed, “say you’re pathetic”

“i’m pathetic mommy” you said, not even thinking, your legs shook and you could feel your orgasm growing closer. “shit- m-mommy im gonna cum” you cried out, nails digging in your thigh. “go on, cum like the slut you are” she rolled her eyes. she continued to thrust angrily in your tired cunt. you let out a sob and caitlyn nodded approvingly. your cum squirted out, splashing caitlyn’s abdomen and painting your thighs with your own cum.

so ok. maybe caitlyn wasn’t… awful.

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The Way

Summary: An awkward party with the other members of the 118 family forces you and Eddie to express your true feelings.

Pairing: Eddie Diaz x fem!reader (written with a black reader in mind).

Notes: This is so long, omg! I got so carried away. I guess I was craving an Eddie fanfic since there aren’t many. This is about 3k words of bs and I hope y’all enjoy.

Warnings: Extra-long introduction, (social) anxiety, slow burn, friends to lovers, angst but not really, there’s probably cuss words somewhere idk, allusions to sex, two oblivious idiots, secondhand embarrassment (maybe?), definitely some awkwardness.

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If someone’d told you years back that you’d be where you are with Eddie today, you’d never believe them.

Maddie Buckley had introduced the two of you. When you first started working at the contact center in 2018, she noted you were a bit standoffish and you’d tense up whenever a colleague approached you.

She thought you could use a friend, so she began to speak with you whenever she had the opportunity. Soon enough, you began to fully trust her. That delighted her, and she believed that was one small step towards finally communicating with other people in your line of work.

Once she was convinced you could talk to others in person without crying or freezing like a capsicle (ifykyk), she invited you to an event at the firehouse where her brother works.

You'd met him before. You'd concluded that he was nice enough and that you'd stick with the two of them for the entirety of the event.

Boy, were you wrong.

Buck had to come carry you back so many times when you tried to flee because he and/or Maddie left you unsupervised.

After the sixth time, he and Maddie took it upon themselves to introduce you to the rest of the 118 (and anybody else who happened to be present), making sure to mention your social anxiety so they wouldn't be alarmed if you attempted to escape.

Athena, Harry, May, Michael, and Bobby started the introductions. With them, you quickly felt at ease. Especially with Athena, who was happy to offer you some career advice, and May, who seemed genuinely interested in what you had to say.

Following that, you met Howie Han (who you noticed Maddie had taken quite a liking to). When you two first started talking, he was friendly, but after a few seconds, his focus was fully on Maddie, who was also solely focused on him, so Buck took you to meet the last group:

Henrietta, Karen, their son Denny, and Hen’s mother, Toni.

Henrietta went out of her way to annoy you right away, but you didn't seem to be bothered.

You enjoyed the group of five so much that you stayed to talk when Buck stepped away.

Hen observed your line of sight repeatedly trail from her to a guy who sat alone in the corner, the only person in the building you hadn't met.

She adjusted her position to stand beside you, her arm draping around your shoulders.

"That's Eddie," she said, laughing when you raised your brow as if to question who’s Eddie. "The guy you're staring at? He’s Eddie. He’s new.”

You lied and said, "I wasn't looking at anyone," but Henrietta knows better.

She rolled her eyes. "Come, let’s take a walk."

You gave a small nod, unconcerned with the thoughtful gesture until you found yourself face to face with Eddie and side by side with Henrietta.

You shifted your weight to your heels and attempted to walk away, only to realize it was pointless when your feet moved but not beyond where you were standing.

"This is Y/n," Hen explained to Eddie, turning you around to face him. "She's shy, and you're standoffish. Enjoy each other.”

She walked away without any further conversation.

"Hey," he said, amusedly glancing at you. "I’m Eddie,"

You nodded and made a thin line with your lips while still standing awkwardly.

"You wanna sit?" He asked you as he stood and pulled a chair out for you to sit next to him.

“Thanks.” You muttered under your breath.

"Ah, she speaks!" He exclaimed; chuckling lightly when you rolled your eyes.

"Duh," you remarked sarcastically. "But I don’t know y’all. This is too overwhelming.”

"I can make your night a little easier..."

Your brows furrowed.

"Not like that,"

“Okay.”

A few minutes passed with no words exchanged between you and Eddie, the song changing frequently, Maddie, Buck, and Henrietta all coming to check on you two.

When you noticed his continuous gazing in your direction, opening and closing his mouth as if to speak to you, but never saying anything, you felt a little bad.

He spoke up right when you were about to.

"Wanna play twenty-one questions?"

You nodded, shifting your weight to face him and resting against the chair's back.

"I'll start." He said. "Do you like bread?"

"Do I like—" you interrupted yourself. "Of course I like bread! Who doesn't?"

You'd completely opened up by the end of the night. With Eddie and Hen, at least.

You could say you'd made one and a half friends at that point.

Henrietta was the one friend. You got her number before leaving that night. Eddie was the half friend. He didn't ask for your phone number or socials when you left, only settling to give you a handshake and tell you he had fun with you.

I don’t care. You told yourself, knowing damn well that you were lying.

But by your second visit to the fire station, you and Eddie had grown closer. He’d (finally) asked for your number and told you a little bit more about himself in exchange for you doing the same.

By the third time you visited, you felt confident enough to wander around alone.

You met Eddie's son Christopher shortly after that, discovered the story of Christopher's mother a few times after that, Eddie and Christopher met your nephew Jalyn, Eddie and Maddie continued to bring you around (by popular demand), and the rest is history.

Three years later, you were sitting pleasantly in the company of Henrietta and Howie at a New Year's party at Bobby & Athena’s, waiting for your best friend (whom you were currently not on good terms with) to show up with your favorite little boy in the entire world (besides Jalyn of course).

The rest of the 118 was aware of your anxiousness for them to arrive (Eddie more so than Christopher).

They mocked you about it and attacked you with questions, smiling when you shifted each time Eddie's name was brought up.

"Your boyfriend isn’t here yet?" Buck asked smugly.

"He's not my boyfriend, Evan!” You complain.

"Sure," he said with a wink, walking away but not before Taylor could tell you, "he'll be here soon, boo!"

Before they arrived, you swore the same scenario played out a thousand times.

Captain Nash told you to cheer up, Hen told you to just call him, and Jee-Yun asked you if Eddie is your boyfriend in her babyish way.

But again, you denied it all.

"It's not like that!"

Eddie and Christopher arrived shortly after.

Chris ran in your direction and into your arms.

Everyone raised an eyebrow at the situation. Many carried a smug look on their faces, mentally thinking you'd contradicted the statement you've made countless times.

"Hi, my baby!" You exclaimed, smothering Chris in kisses. "I missed you!"

"I missed you too, Y/n!" He chuckled and sat next to you for all of five seconds before dashing off to greet the rest of the group.

"Not like that, huh?" Howie teased with Maddie giggling unashamedly from her new spot next to you.

"Shut the fuck up," you said quickly, dismissing them.

"A dollar in the swear jar at Eddie and Chris' house!" Jalyn said from his seat at the table, which was nearly submerged in a sea of cupcakes.

"A swear jar at Eddie’s house, huh?" Ravi laughed with Christopher.

You rolled your eyes and covered your face with your hands. “I hope y’all break y’all’s dominant hands or something, I don’t know.”

Athena chuckled and walked over to the television, putting on a random YouTube playlist.

The music played in the background as you and Eddie snuck glances at one other from afar, looking away from each other as quickly as you looked at each other.

That time felt different from the countless prior times you'd been at a party together and not spoken to each other. You weren't sure if it was because he'd left the 118 (and was slowly losing himself because of it) or because it was the start of a new year, but there were a lot of emotions running through your head.

You questioned if the intensity of your feelings were influenced by the argument the two of you had.

It was a silly, pointless little thing. You both said some things you didn't mean and then walked away without expressing anything you both knew needed to be spoken.

But all concerns of your relationship's condition dissipated the moment you heard yours and Eddie's favorite song lowly playing through the speakers.

When everyone saw you sit up from where you were laying, they smiled. Christopher, Denny and Jalyn went grabbed the TV remote to turn up the volume.

You gave Eddie a soft smile from across the room and leaned forward with your head in your hands, waiting for him to come closer.

He walked over to you with his hands out, inviting you to dance with him.

You did so without hesitation, allowing him to pull you up and into his arms. Everyone in the 118 gathered in the large living room to watch you two dance and sing together.

When "his" part of the song played, you walked circles around him, listening to him rapping the lyrics.

Say, I'm thinking 'bout her every second, every hour

Do my singing in the shower

Picking petals off the flowers like

Do she love me, do she love me not? (love me not)

I ain't a player, I just (Player, I just...)

You took his phone from his right pocket and used it as a microphone to sing "your" part, oblivious to the expression of love in his eyes as you "sung" to him.

I love the way (I love the way you make me feel)

I love the way (I love it, I love it)

Baby, I love the way (I love the way you make me feel)

Ooh, I love the way (I love it, I love it)

The way you love me

By the time "his" part returned, his hands had made their way to your waist, gripping firmly but not so hard as to injure you, just enough to keep you in position while he rapped to you, your palms resting lightly on his forearms, the same look of love in his eyes that he had earlier was now in yours.

I make you feel so fine, make you feel so fine

I hope you hit me on my celly when I sneak in your mind

You a princess to the public, but a freak when it's time

Said your bed be feeling lonely

So you're sleeping in mine

Come and watch a movie with me

"American Beauty" or "Bruce Almighty" that's groovy

Just come and move closer to me

I got some feelings for you I'm not gonna get bored of

But, baby, you're an adventure so let me come and explore you

By the end of the song, your arms were wrapped around his neck, his hands were still resting on your waist, and you were both looking each other in the eyes.

When everyone started cheer, you both noticed the proximity and broke apart hastily, creating a tension more noticeable than the unresolved one from before.

You walked away when you felt butterflies start to roam your body.

"Way to go, Eds!" Buck shouted sarcastically as he watched his girlfriend, sister, and two friends all walk over to see how you were doing.

The four of them stood there watching you with your head down as if you weren’t aware of their presence.

"So," Henrietta started, pulling a Coke from the cooler on the kitchen island. "That was hard to watch."

Athena elbowed her in the ribs and then walked over to you, placing a hand on your shoulder. "What happened?"

"I'm not sure," you replied weakly.

“Feelings?” Taylor asked.

“Nah,” you sigh, glancing towards Eddie and his friends seemingly having a similar experience. “I don’t think it’s like that,”

For the rest of the party, you and Eddie were both out of sorts, and the tension bled into the following week when Eddie picked up the boys on your scheduled Friday.

You were contemplating ignoring him for another week, but he was looking after your nephew, and your sister would kill you if you left him there.

You went over to Eddie’s place hours after Jay’s teacher had informed you of the boys’ whereabouts, not feeling the need to rush since you knew they were secure and Jay was at a place he considered home.

Plus, Christopher lives there anyway so-

Anyways,

When you got there, you walked to the door and knocked on it with urgency.

He caught your fist in his palm mid-knock, pulled you in, locked the door, then turned to face you for a split second, interlocking your fingers with his before proceeding his room.

You both sat in silence when you got there, staring out the window as the two of you sat on his bed, facing away from each other.

The silence was deafening, and the quiet friction of his foot rubbing against the floor as he bounced his leg was suddenly much more than you could handle.

"What do you wanna talk about first?" He asks you quietly, almost too quiet for your ears to hear it.

"I'm not sure," you say as gently as he did, "But there’s a lot to talk about,"

He sighs. "There is, isn't there?"

You nod, and the two of you sit in silence once more, both attempting to collect your thoughts.

"Where are the boys?" You ask.

"They're sleeping." He informs you, "It's after ten,"

"No video games tonight? No legos?”

"Nah," he says, "the boys brought a bug home from school today and were too out of it to worry about any games."

You nod, but don't ask any further questions. You know Eddie took good care of them. He always does.

“I’m sorry,” he says, shifting his body to face yours.

“I’m sorry, too,” you reply, facing him as well. “I was so out of line, Eddie. I hope you know I didn’t mean any of what I said.”

He takes a breath before gently placing his hand against your cheek.

"I know, sweetheart," he adds, sensing you bite back a smile at the sound of the new nickname. "I also didn't mean any of what I said. Can you forgive me?"

“I can,” you nod, a smile spread across your face. "Can you forgive me?"

"I've already forgiven you,"

"Then why haven't we talked much?" You ask, taking your hands in his. "It's been two weeks,”

"The phone works both ways, Y/n/n." He reminds you.

“Thought you didn’t wanna talk to me,” you breathe out, closing your eyes.

“I always wanna talk to you,” he replies, placing his forehead on yours.

You sit in silence with him again, feeling the butterflies arising throughout your body, not pushing them away this time, allowing yourself to feel the emotion you can finally identify.

Love

/ləv/

1. an intense feeling of deep affection.

"Is it like that?" You ask, your breath fluttering over his lips, which are so close to yours.

“What?” He asks. “Us?”

You nod.

“No, gross,” he lied, "Unless you want it to be?"

"Uh-huh," you nod quickly, your hands sliding up to his face, "I do want it to be,"

You felt his smile against your palms for a few seconds before his lips were reluctantly attached to yours, just to test the waters in case you wanted to stop and take things slow.

But after a while, you start taking the kiss to the next level.

You slowly undressed one another that night, making love to every inch of each other's bodies and extracting climax after climax from each other.

However, waking up with entangled legs was your favorite part.

You almost believed it was all a dream, but Eddie's big shirt surrounding you, the subtle pain in your lower tummy, and Eddie’s soft breathing upon your neck suggested otherwise.

When you noticed the bright red "11:41" on the nightstand and the two voices coming from down the hall, you traced his angelic features, coaxing him out of his sleep.

"Good morning, amor," he said groggily, his eyes still closed, lips puckered and yearning for a kiss.

You chuckled but didn’t kiss him, laughing even harder when he stared at you with one eye open, lips unmoving.

You finally leaned in to peck his lips. "You really like my lips, huh?"

He hummed and laid a few more kisses on your lips, soon sitting up and beginning to get dressed.

He walked out of the room after finishing his morning routine and throwing you a pair of your clothes from “your” drawer that he’d given to you years back.

“Hey!” you yell, stumbling to the door and sticking your head out as he proceeded down the hall to Chris' room. "Don’t throw stuff at me you culo!"

He walked back to you, laughing loudly.

He gingerly placed his hands on the apple of your cheeks and murmured, "Te amo."

You could feel yourself melting in his embrace as you stared up at him with those innocent eyes, relishing in the context of the word and how it’s different than the many times he’d said it before.

"I love you, too."

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idy-ll-ique · 3 years

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Paparazzi.

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x F!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst

Warnings: TOO META, m*sturbation, mentions of s*x

Requested: nope

Summary: I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me... Y/N Y/L/N writes Marvel fanfictions. One day, Sebastian stumbles upon her account and, unable to help himself, reads all the stuff she has written about him. He didn't mean to fall so hard for her but he does. How can he not? She has shown him parts of himself that he never even knew existed.

Author's Note: Hiya peeps! Okay so a few weeks ago I read a similar (but dark) fanfic and I really wanted to write a softer version of it... Enjoy!

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Same old, boring routine.

Y/N hit post and slumped against the headrest of her bed, sighing. She waited; a minute, then two passed and she noticed that someone had liked her post. She smiled to herself as she kept her phone away. Though boring, she wouldn't trade her life for the world. Y/N… well, she was a university student first and foremost but she was also a writer.

Being a big fan of the Marvel Cinematic Universe, she had started writing fanfictions a few years ago. She posted them on Tumblr, where her blog, though not very well-known, stood out enough for her posts to get around 800-1000 likes per post. She loved it; she loved writing, she loved posting her stories and especially, she loved the feedback.

Sometimes people were rude, but most times, the reviews she got were fantastic. She read each and every one of them, smiling goofily as people freaked out over her fanfictions. It warmed her heart. A smile automatically blooming on her face, Y/N lay down on the bed and decided to go to sleep, it being almost 3 am.

Unbeknownst to her, someone else was up at the same time, tossing and turning in his bed, restless.

Sebastian sighed as he sat up, running a hand through his hair. He drank some water and lay down again, closing his eyes but it was like sleep was mad at him. Refused to be anywhere near him. He groaned to himself and picked up his phone from the nightstand, deciding to go through Instagram, hoping he'd finally fall asleep to the glare of the screen.

As he logged into his account, he skipped the activity page and went straight to the explore page. Bored, he continued scrolling until his eyes landed on a specific photo. And the breath escaped his lungs when he clicked on it; the woman in the picture was absolutely gorgeous. He just couldn't resist going to her page, smiling widely when he read her bio.

It gave him her basic information; her name, her age, the university she attended. But what caught his eye was the link below the bio. My Marvel Fanfictions Master List. Marvel fanfictions? She was a writer? Smirking, he clicked on the link and it took him to Tumblr. Of course, he'd heard of the site, but didn't have an account on there. At 3 am, his mind sure wasn't working right.

A post popped up on the screen, the same master list she had mentioned earlier. And his eyes bulged out of their sockets; damn, those are a lot of fanfictions. He went through the whole thing, smirking again when he noticed that she had written the most fanfictions about him. Not Bucky Barnes, no, Sebastian Stan.

He clicked on the first one. The date of posting was way back, in 2019. He started reading; nothing about it felt weird to him; he was intrigued, if anything. And as he continued reading, he couldn't help but imagine her being in the stead of the female protagonist. Her, the writer. The woman whose picture had made him end up reading in the first place.

When he finished the story, his heart thudded wildly in his chest. Wow, she really has a way with words. And he had also noticed how in the author's note, she used a lot of slang but reading the story had made him realize that she had an amazing, extensive vocabulary. He went back to the master list and clicked on the latest post under his name.

Posted: 15 minutes ago.

His breath hitched in his throat when he read the warnings: there was going to be sexual intercourse in this one. For one moment, he hesitated; did he really want to read this? "Oh fuck it," he huffed and scrolled, starting to read. The more he read, the more his shaft twitched in his pants. He wasn't really like that during… but oh damn, he wasn't complaining.

"Oh, Seb…"

His hand slid down and he rubbed himself through his boxers, unable to take his eyes off the text in front of him. His strokes got harder and faster as the sex got steamier. "Ungh, I'm gonna cum—" And he suddenly came in his boxers, groaning. Slumping down on the bed, he quickly finished reading the rest of it, going back to the master list.

He took a screenshot with the account's name in it and then went back to her Instagram account to take another screenshot. Keeping his phone away, he slipped out of his boxers, cleaned himself and pulled the covers on top of him, finally feeling tired enough to fall asleep.

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Y/N was walking across the campus of her university, going to the cafeteria when her phone buzzed in her pocket. Taking it out, she opened Tumblr to read the message someone had sent her just then.

his-username: Hi there! I was binging your account last night, you write really well

your-username: Omg thank you!!!! I really appreciate it, I love getting feedback! 🥺❤

his-username: You're welcome! Especially your latest post, that was really good ;)

your-username: hehe 😈 glad you liked it!

Smiling widely, she kept her phone away and continued walking, not knowing that the person who had texted her was the same man she had written about. Sebastian smiled to himself when he read her text. After getting up in the morning, the first thing he had done was install Tumblr on his phone. Then he made an account for himself.

Figuring out the app was easy; he found out that there was an option to keep your liked posts and the accounts you followed hidden, and selected it immediately. No one needed to know what he did on the app. Then he went back to her account, pressed the follow button and started binge-reading her fanfictions again. Last night had he read only two, and that had left him wanting more.

Funny how much things can change in a night. He liked and reblogged all her posts without a second thought; he even read all her Bucky Barnes posts. She understood his character so well, put him on what he thought was an undeserved pedestal while writing about him. Some of the stories were AUs, which he found out stood for Alternate Universes. Mostly mobster or mafia stuff.

He had the day off, and he spent the entire time cooped up in his apartment, on his bed, reading. The more he read, the more he started fawning over her, over the version of him that she put out to the world. Dominating, suave and just perfect. He loved it. At the end of the day, he decided to text her again, hoping she wouldn't think he was weird or find out the truth.

his-username: do you wanna be friends, maybe? I'm new to the app, don't really have any friends here ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

That was a lie, he knew Mark Ruffalo had an active Tumblr account. But it's not like he could tell him.

your-username: Yes sure!!!! I was also thinking of making some friends on this app lol

his-username: You don't have any on here? But you've been here for years, haven't you?

your-username: haha yeah, but I don't really reach out to people much. Sometimes people leave their feedbacks on my posts, text me but that's that

his-username: Ohhh

his-username: well, let's start with names. Mine's Sebastian

your-username: Really?????? omg that's so cool lmaooooooo (didn't think you were a boy but 😳👀)

his-username: Not a boy, I'm a man 😤😂

your-username: 🤣 im y/n, btw

his-username: Y/N, that's a nice name

your-username: thank you!!!! So, what do you do?

his-username: nothing really that interesting, I'm in theatre

your-username: theatre is nice! I'm studying at [university] in New York lmao

his-username: Wait you're in New York? So am I!

your-username: ASDFHKSHKGF that's awesome!!! also I noticed that you've been going through my account the whole day 😏 notifications upon notifications keeping my phone busy

his-username: Oopsie?

your-username: 😂😂 I really don't mind, it was great! Despite the amount of likes on my posts, I only have a few loyal followers lmao gaining one more felt nice

your-username: You a big fan of Sebastian Stan? Cuz I noticed that you were only reading his and Bucky's fics 👀

Sebastian's face heated up.

his-username: kinda yeah 🤷🏻‍♂️😁

your-username: Cool cool cool, I'm a big fan of his too!!!! also got a crush on him but whatever 😳

Sebastian smirked at his phone. A crush on him, huh? That… was acceptable. He suddenly felt his cocky side coming out; the one she described in nearly all her fanfictions.

his-username: wouldn't blame ya, I mean, look at him. You have also written the most fics about him and Bucky

your-username: right????? damn that man has raised my standards. Anyway, I gtg now, I have to finish a paper before midnight. ttyl!

his-username: Bye! 👋🏻

He kept his phone away and took in a deep breath. This was the most fun he had had in years, and he was not letting her go so easy. He realized he was quickly falling for her; rather unhealthy, but he couldn't help it. Look at her. She looks like a goddamn angel, writes like one, makes him feel like one, do you really expect him not to fall for her? That's insane.

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Months passed by like a breeze. Y/N and Sebastian had become very good friends, and he knew his way around words just enough to keep her from finding out his identity while not lying to her. Y/N also appreciated his friendship, because he was the one to whom she could rant about her most favorite man in the world— Sebastian Stan.

Sometimes, she thought about how weird of a coincidence it was that her new friend and the actor shared the same names, but then she used to brush it off; that was a common name, right? They talked for hours on end; Sebastian (her friend, not the actor) was extremely witty, smart and fun to talk to, she had to admit. Sebastian felt the same way.

His feelings had worsened. Y/N entirely owned his heart now. Somedays, he'd just go on Instagram, go to her account— her username memorized by him— and stare at her photos until he grew tired; he'd never get tired of looking at her beautiful face but his stiff body afterwards begged to differ. She was just so Elysian. He longed for the moment when he could meet her in real life.

His personality had also changed majorly, and people had caught on. Especially his Marvel co-stars, who knew him to be introverted, shy and, in Anthony Mackie's words, "boring". They were surprised at his sudden change in attitude; he knew his worth and Y/N had helped tremendously in finding it. Now, all those adjectives that she used in her fanfictions fit him perfectly.

Sebastian was never tempted to read fanfictions about himself from authors other than Y/N. No, he only loved her work. He was sure no one else could write as beautifully as she did, he was her #1 fan. Y/N even sent him funny Marvel memes she found on the app and he used to enjoy them heartily; God, the others have no idea what they're missing out on. Our fans are awesome.

Everything was going well.

Until one day.

Sebastian was getting bored at home, so he decided to go to the nearby library to clear his mind. He had read not one book in the past few months, hung up on Y/N's fanfictions. At this point, he was obsessed with her and he knew it. It was nothing dark, per se, it was— it was similar to how Y/N was attracted to Sebastian. How she was a fan of his work.

Just the same. He was a fan of her work in the same way. Just how she was attracted to him, he was attracted to her. Walking into the library that he visited often, he gave the librarian a smile and ventured further into the dark place. He checked his watch; the library closed at 12 am, it was currently 9:30 pm.

Not many people were around, heck, nobody was around. He thought himself to be all alone until he heard it. A sigh, coming from a few aisles away. He walked in that direction and peeked around the corner, freezing when he saw the other person. Y/N? Her books were strewn all across the table as she sat alone at the booth, rubbing her temples.

"You okay?"

She looked up and her breath caught in her throat. I'm dreaming. This is not real. Now I know for a fact that Sebastian Stan is not standing in front of me, asking me if I'm— "Hello?" He snapped his fingers in front of her face, pulling her out of her thoughts. "I, uh— I'm— h-hi," she stammered and he almost chuckled. "Hi." She gulped visibly and blinked at the table, not meeting his eyes.

"Can I have a seat?" He wants to sit with me?! "Y-Yes, sure, sir," she blurted out and he easily slid into the booth next to her. "Hey, please, call me Sebastian. What's your name?" He gave her a friendly smile, even though all he wanted to do was push her back into the booth and kiss her wildly. His shaft twitched just by thinking about it; Y/N was a thousand times more beautiful in person.

"I'm Y/N, it's very nice to meet you, I'm… I'm a fan," she admitted, playing with the ring she wore on her left thumb. I'm your fan too, sweetheart, the biggest one. "Y/N, nice name. You come here often? I haven't really seen you around." She shook her head. "Oh no no, I moved to this part of the city just a week ago, this is my first time here. The library is cozy," she shrugged, easing out of her tense position.

Sebastian nodded. "Yes, I know, this place is awesome. Got all my favorite books here," he chuckled and she smiled at him. "What's all this?" A groan left her lips. "Ugh, stupid university work. I have to write a book report but I don't even know what to write about." He smiled gently. "Well, I have a few favorite books, would you like some suggestions?"

"Oh, please! Tell me!"

He started listing some of his favorite works and Y/N noted the names down until he said the last name. At that, she froze. That's the name of my latest— She looked up but he had a smile on his face. "Oh, and the last one is by my favorite author." He took a pause. "Y/N Y/L/N." She froze completely, staring at the man with her jaw dropped.

Sebastian grinned. "We finally meet, Y/N, I've been waiting for months." Her mouth opened and closed several times as she recalled every interaction she had had with her online best friend— scratch that— her celebrity crush. All the times she had confessed her love for Sebastian Stan, all the dirty and inappropriate memes that she'd sent him…

Embarrassment flooded her entire body as she exhaled shakily. "It was you," she croaked out, "On Tumblr, the account— I'm so sorry—" Sebastian frowned in confusion when she blinked back sudden tears, a few still rolling down her cheeks as shame replaced embarrassment. "Y/N, please don't cry…" She looked up at him, his figure blurry due to her tears.

"You've read everything, haven't you? I just— I'm sorry, I don't want to make you uncomfortable—" He pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly. Y/N couldn't hug back, though she appreciated the hug especially since it came from him. "You don't know how much you mean to me, doll," he mumbled into her shoulder, using the nickname she often used in the stories she wrote about him. He grew accustomed to it easily.

"Huh?"

He pulled away to wipe her tears. "It was an accident," he admitted, "But I stumbled onto your Instagram account from my explore page. Then I clicked on your account, saw that you wrote Marvel fanfictions and I just couldn't resist the urge to read what you had written. Blame it on 3 am me, to be honest. You're a great writer, and I was immediately drawn to your works. They're awesome.

"They've helped me so much in the past few months. You see this changed attitude that everyone's been talking about lately? All because of you, sweetheart. I'm sorry for keeping my identity secret, but after reading your works, I knew I had to get closer to you. I made the Tumblr account just for you, just so I could talk to you. I'm sorry for lying, but thank you."

Y/N dumbfoundedly stared at him for a few moments, her heart beat getting steady with each thump. Here was a man she admired, loved more than anyone else in the world, telling her that he harbored the same feelings for her. How crazy was that?! Not trusting her words, she simply pulled him into another hug. Sebastian wrapped his arms tight around her, pulling her flush against him.

"Can I kiss you, doll?"

She slowly pulled away from him and nodded, shyly biting her lip. Grinning at the endearing gesture, Sebastian cupped her face and leaned in, gently pressing his lips to hers. The kiss grew hungry in a matter of seconds, and Y/N responded just as eagerly. His hands slid down to her waist and tugged on it, pulling her on his lap. She straddled his thighs as they continued kissing.

"Fuck," he groaned when they finally pulled away from each other, out of breath and panting. "You see what you do to me, doll?" Sebastian spoke huskily as he took her hand, placing it right on top of the tent that was forming in his pants. "Oh," Y/N whimpered when she felt him, the sound going straight to his shaft. "How about I take you home and we recreate some of the scenes from your stories, hm?"

"O-Okay."

"Good girl."

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A/N: What a meta experience 🤡 Leave a like if you enjoyed, thanks for reading!

#sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x you #sebastian stan x y/n #sebastian stan x female reader #sebastian stan characters #bucky barnes x reader #winter soldier #disney #mcu #marvel #avengers #fanfic #writing #writeblr

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strawberrymilkgeorge · 3 years

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Part Eight. "If you're the imposter, you are canonically Bugsy Siegel."

warnings: swearing word count: 2k (not including pictures)

behind the screen (irl dream xf!reader) series masterlist ultimate masterlist

A/N: ahehahehoho ik sapnap didn't fly to dreams house before they moved in together but this is a fanfic and therefore what i say goes and i say he did :) hope you enjoy!!!!!!

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"SAPNAP!" Y/n yelled into her phone, smiling against the cool device.

"Bugsy!" he said with a laugh.

"You're with Dream?"

"Yeah, you wanna say hi?"

"No, give the phone to Patches!!"

"She literally hates me. She runs away when I see her."

Y/n laughed and heard a voice of protest in the background.

"Dream claims it's because she's shy but she literally hissed at me in my nightmares so I think we have bad blood."

Y/n giggled and balanced the phone between her shoulder and cheek. "You're still on for Among Us tonight, right?"

"Yeah, why? What's up?"

"I was just checking since you're visiting Dream apparently. I don't want to take away from your bro time or whatever."

"Oh, nah, it's good. I'm only here so we can look at places to live together and stuff. He told you I'm moving in with him soon, right?"

"Yeah! That's awesome!"

"Yeah. But, yeah, I love playing games with you! Besides, he has his stupid George plug-in to finish still so I'll be bored. So yes, of course I'm still playing, Bugsy!!!!"

"I've never made a lobby before so I'm just nervous," she said, the feeling evident in her voice.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure none of them pull that stupid prank we pull with Quackity all the time when we tell him we're leaving and pretend like he's muted. It always drags on for like half an hour."

"Okay, good. I'm literally so scared already I don't need hooligans messing with me."

"Don't worry, I got you, Bugsy."

"Thanks. Hey, can you tell Dream he sucks?"

Sapnap groaned. "I don't wanna be your messenger for your love letters to each other."

"Sapnap!" she exclaimed. "No, just... tell him he sucks."

She listened as Sapnap's voice became muffled and she heard him relay the message. A loud, "BUGSY!!" was heard in Dreams voice and she giggled.

"He's dramatically appalled. He said—you know what, no. You guys can talk to each other on your own phones. I'm not being a delivery boy."

"Boo, no fun. I'll let you go so you can hang out with Dream but I can't wait for the game!"

"Me too! See ya Bugsy, love you."

"Love you, Sap!!"

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Y/n drummed her fingers lightly against her desk as she waited for people to join her stream. She was muted, her viewers only left with the sounds of the music she played and the image of her commissioned "starting soon!!" screen. She double-checked the Discord call she was deafened and muted in to make sure her friends were actually there before unmuting her stream and welcoming everyone.

"Chat!!" she announced happily. "Hi! Hello! Welcome one and all to my stream!" She glanced at the chat which was filled with welcomes and announcements of everyone's excitement. She thanked everyone that had donated and gifted subs before checking her surroundings, even though it wouldn't be shown on stream.

She was bundled in a hoodie, her comforter from her bed wrapped around her and trapping her in a cocoon. The lights were off except a candle on her desk and her fairy lights around her room. It was all very serene. She was ready.

A dono came through and she laughed at the question. "Why isn't Dream joining? Um, because he said no. He doesn't have time for me," she joked, recalling them teasing each other about making time for one another. "This just in: Dreamwastaken hates BugsyGames."

Moments later, a $20 dono came through from Dream saying, "not true".

"Dream!" she exclaimed with a laugh. "You can donate and stalk my stream but not play with us? Very rude. Get off my stream and go finish coding, nerd." Despite her words, she couldn't stop smiling.

"Alright, folks! Listen up, today is gonna be so fun. We got Karl, we got Quackity, we got Tubbo, Ranboo, Sapnap, George, Schlatt, Corpse, Sykkuno," she took a dramatic breath and paused, making sure she wasn't forgetting to mention anyone. "Okay? It's gonna be so fun and I'm very excited!" She glanced at chat and smiled at all the positivity.

user4: SYKKUNO AND BUGSY YES

user5: corpse!!!!!! T_T

user2: omg watch out dream, we got another faceless man he might come for ur girl

user7: omg is this the first time bugsy is playing with tubbo and ranboo???

"Yes, I'm very excited to have Corpse and Sykkuno play today! I haven't played anything with them or Schlatt yet but I have played Minecraft with Tubbo and Ranboo not too long ago. So it should be fun!! Okay, let's join the vc!!"

She typed in the text channel that she was joining before unmuting and undeafening herself. Her headphones were immediately filled with voices speaking over each other, one louder than the rest.

"—aren't, but come on, there has to be something! We aren't blind!" It was Quackity. "Well, George is colorblind but—"

"Hey!" George protested of Quackity's fit of laughter.

"I think they'd be cute," Tubbo said.

"Me too!" Sykkuno's sweet voice rang.

"Quackity!" Karl shouted, exasperated. "I promise you they aren't actually dating! Like actually!!! She's my best friend and she would tell me if something was going on!!" His voice was desperate, almost as if he felt like Quackity was doubting his friendship with whoever he was talking about. Wait, Y/n was Karl's best friend. Were they talking about...

"Yeah, that and I'm literally in his house right now," Sapnap said. "That's two people who are close with the sources who haven't heard anything. I've literally asked Dream straight up to his face and he said no. And he's a terrible liar so I would be able to tell if he and Bugsy—"

"Hi everyone!!" Y/n said quickly, snapping out of wanting to listen to the gossip when she remembered she was streaming. She was worried about how detailed everyone would go into their theories and opinions of what sounded like her and Dream dating.

Where did they get that idea? she thought.

She didn't dare look at her chat in case they picked up on what the boys were talking about, which was very likely.

Quackity and Corpse started laughing loudly at Y/n's entrance while Tubbo stammered out an awkward, "Hel-hello Bugsy!" as if he had been caught doing something wrong. Oh, Tubbo, my sweet son, you could never do anything wrong.

"What are... you guys, haha, uh... talking about?" she asked slowly, hoping they would lie if they were talking about what she thought they were.

"The weather," Sapnap lied.

"Uh, uh, uh," Corpse stammered with a small laugh at the end.

"Tax evasion!" Ranboo shouted.

"Don't let these pricks lie to you, Bugsy," Schlatt said casually, his mouth clearly full of food. Probably a corndog or quesadilla or something. She tensed at his honestly, praying he wasn't going to blurt what they actually— "They're talking about you and Dream."

"M-me and Dream?"

"Are you dating? Yes or no?" he asked bluntly.

"Wha—n-no! No, we aren't."

"TOLD YOU!" Karl and Sapnap both yelled.

"Can we just.. play?" she asked with a laugh. She usually liked chatting with everyone before they played things on other people's streams but she was certain the topic was going to stay on her and Dream and she didn't want that. Bugsy and Dream... that has a nice ring to it, she thought before shaking her head to rid it from her mind. Weird.

"I do have one question, Bugsy," Schlatt said. "Bugsy... what is that? All I can think of is Bugsy Siegel."

"Because you're the most New York New Yorker on the planet," she groaned with a small laugh. "Bugsy just sounded cute, don't compare me to a mobster."

"Then don't name yourself after one."

"Please can we play?" Y/n groaned. "I just wanna play."

"Me too!" Tubbo agreed.

"This is why you're my favorite, Tubbo."

"Yeah, let's get this shit over with," Schlatt sighed among all the agreeing to start. "If you're the imposter, you are canonically Bugsy Siegel."

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"TUBBO!" Y/n yelled as the defeat screen appeared. The boy laughed as he sputtered out a defense. "You and Ranboo?? My own sons?! How did you guys get away with that? I literally said from the beginning that it was Ranboo and NO ONE listened to me!!"

"Sorry, mother," Ranboo apologized before laughing.

"I don't trust women," Schaltt said.

"Schlatt, why would I target Ranboo or Tubbo if I didn't have solid evidence it was them? I'd blame someone like Sapnap if I was imposter, not my own sons."

Tubbo laughed loudly and George giggled.

"You can't be trusted, Bugsy!" Quackity yelled. "You lie every other goddamn round!"

"BECAUSE I KEEP GETTING IMPOSTER!" she defended as she raised out of her chair slightly. She had never been so angry than when playing Among Us. It was a dangerous game for her. Her covers were thrown off of her body, abandoned at her feet, and her hoodie sleeves were pushed up. Good thing she didn't use a facecam because she looked like she could murder someone right then. "I have no choice but to lie!!!"

A new game started and she relaxed at the sight of her being crewmate again. She had already been imposter three or four times and they had only played six rounds.

She headed straight for the reactor to do her first task, closing out to see Sapnap silently standing behind her.

"Ah!" she yelled, jumping slightly. "You scared me, dude. Why... why are you being so cryptic?" No answer. "Ssssssssap.....nap?" she asked softly, confused by his uncharacteristic silence.

George walked in and stopped. "Why are you guys just staring at each other?"

"I was doing my task and turned around and Sapnap was here and he hasn't said anything. Sap?"

Shuffling was heard from his mic before he started moving again. "Hey guys!" he chirped as if he hadn't been super creepy moments before. "I was AFK, Dream brought me Chick-fil-a."

"Oh," Y/n breathed. "You looked super sus for a minute there, bud."

"Nah, I just got food," he said, voice muffled by said food to confirm. "Dream! Come say hi to your girlfriend!"

Wasn't Sapnap one of the ones that literally just argued with the group that Bugsy and Dream weren't dating?

Without further explanation, Y/n could hear footsteps coming from Sapnap's mic before Dream's voice came through. "Hi, Bug. Hi, George."

Y/n laughed, glad he greeted George too. Maybe that's who Sapnap meant in the first place? Why did she assume they were talking about her? Ugh, everything was confusing when she had butterflies in her tummy at the mention of Dream's name.

"I'm his favorite girlfriend," George teased, circling around Y/n's character.

"Also his only girlfriend," she said.

"Oh also," Dream's voice appeared again. "Sapnap's imposter."

Y/n and George ran away screaming, heading straight for the emergency button.

**********

Later that night, stream over and Y/n tucked into bed, she scrolled through Twitter and laughed at a Tweet Dream had posted. It was like it was made for her. She ran through her camera roll and found her favorite memes that applied to the request.

She smiled widely and giggled at the butterflies in her stomach when moments later, she received a text from the boy himself. Looks like he wanted her number for more than just to make a cabin vacation group chat (which had yet to be made, she noted).

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Title: filthy rich [3/3] Pairing: millionaire!sakusa kiyoomi x y/n [filthy capitalist au] Genre: mystery, major angst ahead, thriller, mafia!au-ish

Synopsis: Just run, Y/N. Don’t look back.

Warnings: dark and yandere themes, toxic relationships, mentions of violence, shady business, class differences, mentions of rape, smoll breeding kink, unwanted pregnancy, mentions of abortion, and sakusa being a manipulative bastard

Notes:

Im disappering again for a week or two so as a parting gift, here ya go, im starting a bokuto fanfic soon and posting the reboot of notice me soon too hnnng thanks for the wait guys uwu

A sorta realistic take on a yandere is harder than it looks kssjdn omg anyways here yall go the long awaited last chapter of filthy rich. I’m not sure if I should put like a one shot sequel but so far im marking this series completed. Thanks for sticking by!

previous || series masterlist || blood son [sequel;one shot]

You run your hands through your hair and shut your eyes tight, the quietness and stillness of your shared apartment was something to bask on before you put on a fake mask of happiness. It had been exactly two months since you found out about the birth control switch and the medaide agenda.

In the span of those two months, you had grown more observant towards your boyfriend’s actions and you knew that it wouldn’t be anytime soon until he actually notices that you were onto him.

You let out a shaky breath as you recollected some weird things you’ve seem to have noticed, how his brows would furrow when he’d receive a call indicating that something was up and it was serious or how you visited your ex-boss one time a week or so ago along with Kenjiro since you wanted to see how he was doing.

“...Well, he just didn’t come home and sold the place. Apparently he was in a rush to move or something because of family matters so I didn’t exactly see him.” the neighbor gossiped to you two.

“Y/N?”

You jump on your spot as you hear that dreadfully familiar voice.

“Hey,” You greet, walking up to him, you decide to do your usual hug but stop when you notice a small red stain on his necktie, the tie is dark blue and although it wasn’t obvious from afar, it definitely was up close. Your brows are furrowed together, this time in pure curiosity, “Did you get hurt? It’s unlike you to get messy.”

You notice the quick shift of attitude in his eyes, you were seemingly getting good at observing his emotions these days and it looked like he panicked for a second there.

Odd.

“A friend of mine had gotten hurt a while ago, you remember Atsumu Miya?”

A vivid image of a blonde man crossed your mind, he was another conglomerate friend of your boyfriend, another person to be weary of to add to the list, “Oh, is he alright?” you asked, trying to keep it casual as you untie his tie for him as usual.

“Yes. He’s awfully clumsy. You don’t need to worry.”

“Oh…” You mumbled, “by the way, I visited my ex-chief.”

“Ex-chief?”

“Mhm.” you hummed, “You know, my boss from before? Me and a few co-workers decided to visit him since he was a really good boss. Turns out he just left without telling anyone, poor man.”

“Sounds unpleasant. Did you know why he quit?”

“No.” You shrugged as you take the tie out and place it on the side, “He suddenly just quit his job and moved, neighbors said it was also because of family matters. It’s kinda weird because as far as we knew, he didn’t have a family.”

“Would you like me to look into it?”

You almost stiffen when he slithers his arms on your waist but you didn’t want to give away any suspicion, “No. I don’t want to pry. Hopefully he’s enjoying his retirement.” You sighed, turning towards him with a tight smile, “Now what would you like for dinner? I was thinking Mediterranean? I need to lose some weight since I’ve been feeling bloated for a while.”

He leans in for a soft kiss on your temple, “Mediterranean would be fine. Would you like anything else? We could order more.” he hummed, his lips slowly started to dangerously hover on top of yours.

“No, it’s fine.” You give him a quick peck and wiggle your way out of his arms, your stomach doesn’t feel well these days. Whenever you were near Sakusa you had the urge to throw up your innards despite having an empty stomach.

You don’t notice the dangerous gaze on your behind as you pick up the phone for your take-out.

Sakusa hasn’t felt you in a long time and it’s driving him insane, he wants to feel your heat, your body, and everything in between. He wants to fill you up and see you pregnant with his children. He wants everyone in the world to know you were his and his only.

Yet he can’t do that.

You’ve ignored his affections these past few weeks and it had been driving him insane to the point where he had to ask one of his men to put an eye on you to see if you had been cheating on him or seeing someone else.

Yet you hadn’t.

Your routine was the same old one and Sakusa is digging his nails deeply into his skin in his office one day with his tie uncharacteristically untied. Miya Atsumu sits across him, taking a sip from his flask, “Ya look like shit.” the blonde points out.

“Fuck off, Miya.”

“Heard from your cousin that you’re not getting laid by your girl these days.”

“You better be thankful that you’ve got men behind you or I’d be shooting your fucking brains out for saying that.” Sakusa spats, his dark gaze pointedly looking at the blonde across him.

“You should just find someone else then and not yer prude of a-”

“Keep telling me ideas like that and maybe I might just shoot you and chop your body up until it looks fuckin’ unrecognizable.”

Atsumu raises his hands up, signaling that he was giving up, “Gee, omi-omi. I was just giving my advise. It’s so easy to drop her.”

“I don’t want to drop what’s mine.”

“You’ve got issues.” He chuckles, “Haven’t you been switching out her pills and fucking her raw for the last couple of months? I bet yer ass you got her pregnant on that before but ya just don’t know it. Getting her pregnant would definitely secure her spot in her life. Woman’s nuthin’ without ya.”

“She’s...she’s not showing…”

“When was the last time ya two went at it?”

“Two months ago.”

“Ya poor boy.” Atsumu sighs, shaking his head, “Ya sure you don’t want to take a break from being a loyal boyfriend for one night? i bet Y/N wouldn’t notice.”

“And no one would notice if you fucking disappeared. I’ll make sure of it, now get out.”

You may not have been the sharpest tool on the shed but you know that someone’s been tailing you these past few days, you’re not stupid. You could only come to the conclusion that it was Sakusa who was doing such things but you couldn’t get why.

Something just didn’t make sense. It felt like you were missing an important piece in the puzzle, med-aide and the switch of your pills and now a hidden tail?

You furrow your brows together in deep thought as you sat down next to a teenage boy on his phone, you decided to take the bus today to the grocery store, surprisingly the one tailing you wasn’t around today.

Your eyes slowly shift towards the boy’s phone, it seemed like he was playing a video game.

An otome game, to be exact.

You felt your lips twitch up, you remembered those games a lot growing up. The graphics seem to have massively improved now by the looks of it, “...That looks interesting.” You tell the teenage boy who turns to you in surprise.

“Oh, thanks.” the blonde replied quietly.

“Is that a new otome game?”

“Kind of.” He blinks, his gaze returning back to the screen, “It’s sort of a remake of the yandere simulator from back then.”

You feel your shoulders tense up.

“A yandere?”

“Yeah.” The blonde nods, “The girl’s awfully creepy in the game, she stalks him, does things to get him. The player has to catch her in the act and evade her at the same time.”

“Oh…” You blink, “I-uh, this is weird… but what’s a yandere again?’

“It’s someone obsessively in love with you. They’ll do anything to have you stay by them.” He says, pushing on a button but suddenly the screen turns red and you feel shivers run down your spine as you hear him curse and the words ‘you’re caught’ appear on the screen.

“W-what happened to your character?”

“He died. Nothing much.” he mumbles, “If the Yandere knows they can’t have you, they’ll kill you.”

You immediately went pale as soon as you heard that. Maybe, just maybe you were being paranoid. He wouldn’t go to that extent, would he?

“How did your character escape the yandere in the game?”

“Well, I haven’t finished the game yet but based on some anime’s and manga’s I've usually read. They either killed to get away or they moved so far away where they wouldn’t be seen so I think the creator might have the same ending.” The blonde said, he slowly looked to your side, “You’re looking awfully pale, ma’am. Are you alright?”

“Yeah, j-just remembered a horrible game I played back when I was your age.” You gulped in, “Nightmares, you know? The yandere tried to get my character pregnant and tried to get in her way of moving out of the country.”

“Sounds like a very realistic one.” He mumbles, “What did your character do?”

“I wasn’t able to finish it.” you whispered, loud enough for him to only hear, “I couldn’t really find a way out.”

“The developers of the game must’ve made it hard for you. Maybe your character should’ve ran away,” he advised, “Or better yet, you should’ve killed him.”

“I-well, I don't think there were options like that.”

“Well if I were you and there was no option for killing, I’d run. Far, far away. Change my identity and all that.” he exits the game and stuffs the phone back in his pocket, you get a good look of his cat-like eyes and immediately feel a shiver on your spine with the next words he say, “I mean its a game but you wouldn’t wanna loose and get your character killed, right?”

“R-right.”

The teenage boy hops down without even saying goodbye and you have a scary realization that you can’t break it off like you originally had planned. You needed to run, run far as you can and get lost.

The words that the teenage boy says echoes in your head for the next few days, from that point on, realization dawns upon you that, nothing is certain now. You couldn’t trust anyone, you couldn’t let friends and family be involved in this. Sakusa Kiyoomi is a powerful man so you needed to be careful with how you were going to disappear.

You continue to act nonchalant and the same as you try to lay out your plan but you knew that you had only a week or so to complete this for it to successfully work.

Sakusa Kiyoomi wonders what he should do to save the relationship, he’s tried everything in the book that he could think of but you remained the same. Was this the end of the relationship? For real?

He could never stomach the idea of having you leave him.

It’s eerie that day, something felt different when he came home to an empty apartment. It looked the same yet something felt very, very different. Apparently the apartment guards said you were here since your car hadn’t left the driveway and they hadn’t seen you go out.

He checks out your side of the closet, your clothes remain there untouched and your toiletries were there too. He scans the fridge for your notes but nothing is stuck there. He suddenly feels like something cold was dumped on him.

It couldn’t be, right?

Right?

He runs to every room, checking every nook and cranny and when he finally reaches the last room which was the bathroom, nothing is there.

Everything was in its place except you.

Where were you?

Your bank account remains untouched, your wallet and phone was left in the apartment. It was as if you were returning home, the very least. Komori tells him to calm down, saying that they’re letting the best people find you around the city, they don’t rule out that someone might’ve had the audacity to touch you.

Whoever took you would be given hell to pay, that’s for sure. Was it the triad? Kkangpae’s? Or opposing yakuza’s? Oh, they’ll definitely have their heads on the platter if they tried to harm a single hair on your head.

Sakusa doesn’t even hesitate to notify the police about you already despite the memorandum that twenty-four hours is needed to consider a person missing, it's nothing a little money can fix.

“I hope we find her soon.” Your aunt sighed, “I’ve notified her parents about it. It’s definitely weird that she’d leave all her valuables behind.”

Hinata and Natsu sit there next to their mom, completely sad and worried, “I’ve hired the best people for it already, obaasan. We’ll find Y/N.” Sakusa replies yet his thoughts are in a complete frenzy now.

And find you they did.

No stone was left unturned. He made sure of it. Yet after a month of relentless searching. Nothing came up, it seemed like you had just vanished and Sakusa Kiyoomi had turned the whole underground world upside down for you but nothing came up.

Some say that you disappeared and ran away but that was immediately ruled out, no security cameras saw you in and out during that day and it would be impossible for you to just leave without security cameras on you. The guard had exclaimed that despite the blackout that day, the generators only took a few minutes to power up so they’d definitely catch you on camera in case you ever exited the building (along with the guards since they knew exactly what you looked liked) plus the clothes and such were still there, left untouched.

Some said you died, it was definitely impossible for you to just vanish without a single trace after all since everyone was looking for you.

Yet no one dared to say it in front of the boss, not if they valued their life.

The billionaire had dried out his connections to find you. What good was it to be the most powerful and richest man in the country if he couldn’t find you? Life had no meaning now, you were gone. It felt like a part of him was ceasing to function.

Sakusa Kiyoomi was a dead man walking now.

Unknown to the whole world, you’re in a small town with little to no signal. Your hair is chopped unevenly and your skin is darker from the repeated exposure under the sun, your life is simple and mundane now yet you’re happy.

For the first time in months, you actually felt free.

You shut your eyes tight, the events that transpired this past few months replayed in your head. Your escape was definitely done as carefully as you can and you didn’t even know if you’d succeed since you weren’t a master in that sort of thing.

You recalled that it was a week before you ran away, a few days after you met that kid in the bus. Someone from the electric company had come to inform you that there was a scheduled black out in the city that day during the afternoon and you felt something bubble up in you. That was the day you’d put your plan into motion.

You knew that the longer you delayed your plan, the harder it would be to escape.

You had a few minutes to actually put your plan to work. The camera’s on the hallways would cease to function for a few minutes according to the guard downstairs as he did a protocol on the building (apparently the generators were quick). So that morning after Sakusa left, you placed only a few clothes and the stash of money you had been carefully hiding in a garbage bag and chopped your hair short in an uneven manner. Burning all the remaining hair on the fireplace and the black hair color that you use with it. The maid uniform that you stole on your floor and a fake name plate that you made was on and you were good to go.

The minute the black out started, you took the garbage bag and walked out. Taking the stairway used by the caretakers, you made sure to just look down and never directly up at the camera’s pretending to work.

When you finally made it out of your building. You let out a stiff sigh and put down the bag, it was only the beginning. If you thought the same way as Sakusa Kiyoomi, you could only imagine that you needed to be more careful from this point on.

You take the newly bought duffel bag that you strategically hid behind some boxes. Thankfully when you had placed it yesterday afternoon, it hadn’t been touched.

You put on a pair of shorts and a baggy shirt with cheap shades and stuffed the maid uniform in the duffel bag along with your belongings in the garbage bag. You take the other route that led to the busy streets. It was easy to look like a tourist and seemingly blend in the crowd, from that point on, you only had one destination in mind.

When you were younger, you vividly remember an acquaintance telling you about this small town outside of Tokyo where her grandparents were from. It was only an hour away via plane and when you went down another few hours via bus yet if you took the bus route all in all, it would take a few days.

Since it was far, only a few busses actually went there and since you had to leave within the day, you decided to just take the bus nearest to that town and take another bus when you arrived there.

The plan smooth-sailed from that point on.

Except for one minor detail.

You open your eyes and look down at your now small bump. The monster who almost had you trapped left a parting gift, you grip your garden hoe tightly.

A big part of you wanted to kill it.

Yet every time you try to, you hesitate.

The moment you arrived here, you had to pretend to be a weary and poor widow. You just didn’t expect to be a weary and poor expecting widow. You let out an uncharted sigh at the thought, it was hard enough to be alone here with little to no money.

This child had the demon’s blood in it.

Yes, you may have gone free from his cage but in truth with his seed growing in your stomach day by day, you started to feel quite the opposite.

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unknownwriting · 3 years

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Ruin Our Friendship

[Part 2]

Summary: Poor Ace has fallen head over heels for his best friend but he's scared that he'll ruin their friendship if he tells her. (pt. 1)

Characters: Portgas D. Ace

Song Inspiration: Jenny by Studio Killers

Work count: 1.6k

Notes: Omg I love Ace so much and I miss him so much too. I wish I could find more fanfics with him ☹️

━━☆⌒*.

Loud music and laughed filled the college bar, as everyone celebrated the beginning of the weekend. It's not rare to have parties like these every Friday, the weekend is the only free time said students can relax and party. While shouts of laughter ring from the happy drunk, cries of stress and sadness can be heard from the sad drunks too. One sound of drunken cries can be heard from a college regular who always companied with his friends. Portgas D. Ace, a junior in college who seems to be having a bit a girl problems at the moment.

"I just don't understand why this has to be so hard. Why can't I just tell her!?" The jet-black haired male cried out slamming his beer onto the bar, along with his head. His friends looked down at him, all thinking the same question.

"You've never had trouble before. Just tell her, she probably won't even shoot you down. And if she does, a bunch of other girls would be happy with you." His close friend Thatch tried to soothe the younger man with his girl problems. It was true though, Ace never seemed to have any problems with any girl so what made this girl so special. Why can't he just come out and say it?

"I wanna but (Y/n)'s my best friend and if she doesn't like me, it's just gonna make things soooo awkward." Ace exclaimed picking his head back up and looking over at Thatch. With his ears ringing from the noise and his head hurting from the alcohol, he found it hard to think straight. Ace didn't mean for the night to go this away either but after a few cups, he just couldn't help himself from talking about it. It's been a while since he first fell in love with his best friend and the feelings don't seem to be fading anytime soon, they only continued to grow. Although he's dated others before these feels seem to be so new to him, he couldn't help but overthink them. At one point, he honestly thought he had heart failure. His eyes fell back down to his beer as he mumbled, "I don't wanna ruin our friendship..."

"Then don't." Another voice, Macro, chimed in as he's finished his drink. The others looked at him clearly confused and raised an eyebrow.

"Huh?" Seeing how the 2 of them didn't understand at all, Marco sighed as he began to explain what he means.

"Decide whether or not you wanna date her. Because being friends and being lovers are 2 different things. So make sure you wanna actually date her before you make your move." Marco explained, clearing up the confusion for Thatch but not for Ace. He still looked at Marco with confusion. Ace knows (Y/n) like the back of his hand, so why would she be any different from his lover. Now that Marco tried to explain his thoughts, Thatch took over hopefully to clear up at least some of the confusion.

"Take her on a practice date."

"A practice date?"

"Yeah. Invite her to an amusement park or a movie and see how it goes. Just make sure you don't bring up it being a practice date and all." Thatch explained. Ace looked at him, slowly coming around to the idea, and once he was able to understand the idea his eyes lit up. It wasn't a bad idea, going on a date with (Y/n). He thought about how it would be a go on a date with her and how cute she would end up being. However, the more he thought about the idea didn't make much sense to him after all. Wouldn't it just be like going to an amusement park with his best friend?

"Uh...but isn't that the same as hanging out with her?" Ace questioned already feeling sober. The idea completely sobered him up, as if he hadn't had any beer tonight.

"Tell her that you are inviting her to a date and I promise you it won't feel the same." Thatch laughed, slapping Ace's back, "If you tell a girl it's a date I guarantee she's gonna be a completely different person."

"But you said not to tell her it a-"

"Just ask her!"

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After a long night of Macro and Thatch trying to help out their dense friend, they finally got Ace to ask (Y/n) out. It took a bit longer for him to build up the guts to ask her but it didn't come as a surprise when she ended up saying yes. Marco and Thatch heard of (Y/n), they've seen her around school and heard so many stories about her from Ace. They haven't met yet with her being a year below Ace, but they already knew what she was like. Of course, she was gonna say yes because she's just that nice of a person, even though the date was very last minute. With Ace going on a date, the 3 of them had called it an early night and helped Ace with a few things, like buy the tickets and planning out his outfit. Once all of that was done, all Ace has to do is go on this date with his best friend, which sounds more stressful than it was. He ended up arriving a bit early but it wasn't long till (Y/n) had shown up.

"Ya'know, I was a bit surprised when you asked me on a date. I almost thought you didn't have it in you." (Y/n) teases as she walked up to Ace, who leaned against the railing of the entrance, scrolling through his phone. Once her cheery voice filled his ears though, he quickly perked up and dropped his phone to his side.

"Didn't have it in me?" Ace questioned, raising an eyebrow and checking (Y/n) out. Thatch was right, mention 'date' to any girl and they will certainly prepare for it. She wore a simple outfit: shorts, a cute top, and a long cardigan to cover up. She's never been on for accessories but a small backpack covered her back. It really wasn't any different from an outfit she would wear to class but there was something about her now that just seemed different. Maybe it was the glow of her skin, or the bright smile on her pink stained lips, or the sparkle in her (e/c) eyes. It was as if Ace was seeing her for the first time again. That's when the nerves kicked in. His heart began to race, butterflies began to set in his stomach and his palms began to turn all sweaty. It was obvious that Ace had it bad. Real bad.

"Well seeing how dense you are, I just-"

"You look so pretty." Ace had blurted out, cutting (Y/n) off. Not only did he cut her off but it completely caught her off guard too. A small blush crept up to her cheeks and she let the compliment sink in. (Y/n) took a moment too long because Ace began to worry and definitely began to panic. The date had barely even started and he already messed up. But before he could even think about it long, (Y/n) giggled softly and smiled back up at Ace.

"You think so? I wasn't sure what to wear so I chose to keep it simple. I didn't want to show up too fancy when all we're doing is going to an amusement park." (Y/n) happily explained, loving the comment so much. It was that reaction that gave Ace the boost of confidence he needed. With the butterflies still in his stomach, he smiled brightly down at her thinking that maybe the feelings just might be mutual. Maybe (Y/n) could feel the same way about Ace.

"W-we should probably get going then. I don't want the lines to get long." Ace cleared his throat, as he turned on his heel and faced the entrance. (Y/n) raised an eyebrow at his suddenly shy behavior, but seeing how she somewhat already knew what the reason was, she didn't press the matter. A teasing smirk fell over her lips as her eyes trailed down to Ace's hand that hug at his side. This was a date, after all, might as well treat it like one. Jumped right to his side, (Y/n) grabbed his large, warm hand and intertwined her fingers with his, sending chills down her back. Before Ace could even react, (Y/n) laughed out loud and began to skip off with Ace's warm hand still in hers.

"Let's go ride all the rides!!" (Y/n) cheered loudly, dragging a confused Ace behind her. Once he finally realized what the situation was, his face burst into a million shades of red. The last thing he had expect was to feel her hands within his. His heart began to race as he took a moment to just try and process. Ace didn’t think (Y/n) would act like this one a date, whenever the 2 of then hung out (Y/n) would always end up commenting on how she doesn’t need a boyfriend. So it’s safe to say that was one of Ace’s concerns, she always says that so what makes Ace thinks that she would say yes. Yet here they are holding hands and going on a date, something (Y/n) said she wouldn’t have time for. Although all those thoughts seem to disappear when he felt her hands within his. They were so soft and warm and felt so small in his. Filling her hands oddly made him relax and calm down. With a sigh of relief, Ace caught up with (Y/n) so he wasn’t stumbling and smiled down at her.

Maybe today will but just as he imagined

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