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newtkive · 3 months

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shift shenanigans - social media au (pt. 2)

note: yes there’s the main work chat w carmy, the secret coworker chat w/o carmy, and the secret secret bestie chat w syd, marcus, and yourself. it would be canon.

warnings: crude humor, slightly offensive jokes

part one

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chefboyardee: life lately

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syd_adamu: that pho was life changing

↳ chefboyardee: i think it was the best i’ve ever had

marcus.brooks11: feet off the table @syd_adamu

↳ chefboyardee: leave my girl alone

↳ richietheking: I knew you guys were lez

↳ syd_adamu: we aren’t and you can’t say that

↳ chefboyardee: oh.. we aren’t? ☹️😔

↳ syd_adamu: 😑

carmyberzatto: 🍲🔥

THE GOLDEN TRIO

[ 7:45 AM ]

y/n: did you see

did you see

did

you

see

ogmgokggkowkfofsk

syd: pardon??

what did richie do oh my god

did he post another picture of him with the gun from that one day

fuckkkk carmys gonna be so mad

marcus: nope i wish

y/n: he commented on my post 😭😭😭😭

syd: who

marcus: think about it

who else would cause this reaction

y/n: carmy!!!!!!!

i woke up to him commenting 🍲🔥 😍😍😍😍

syd: woah and the heart eyes?

y/n: no that’s my addition

syd: the bar is in hell

HES YOUR BOSS

y/n: AND I WANT HIS BABIES??

marcus: y’all so hype to be pregnant THEN BOOOMMM ‼️ THE BABY’S UGLY AND BALD WITH ECZEMA 😩🤨

syd: LMFAOOOOO WHOS YALL THO????

y/n: bye im done

im leaving for work.

don’t talk to me ever again

done.

marcus: bye 👋

why do you leave so early fool

syd: so she can be teachers pet

marcus: smh always there before everyone

y/n: not true.

syd: i thought you weren’t talking to us

y/n: 😒

marcus: want me to bring y’all an iced latte again

y/n: …. 😁

WORK

[ 8:15 AM ]

y/n: AYOOOO

great job cleaning up after work yesterday 😊👍

richie: Is this a joke?

y/n: why would i joke about such a thing

carmy: Y/n what are you doing

y/n: u said to tell everyone their housekeeping is shitty

carmy: No I said I was going to tell them that, and you said no I’ll do it

This is not what I meant

y/n: well you yell too much

marcus: ouch

that’s my station 😔

carmy: Well clean it better

y/n: im using reverse psychology and positive reinforcement

carmy: Not what that means

y/n: well notice how no one’s mad at me

im making alliances day by day

richie: You’ve worked here for two years and we are already friends

y/n: so you’re saying you aren’t my ally

richie: No

We are definitley in an alliance

y/n: love u richie

richie: Don’t go that far

chefboyardee’s instagram stories

WE HAVE THE BEEF 🥩

[ 3:25 PM ]

y/n:

he so fine im bouta cermmmmm

syd: …..

marcus: :O

y/n: why are you acting shocked

like i haven’t said this daily

tina: Woah girl who?

y/n: HUH

richie: I’m not in the picture I don’t get it

syd: let’s just keep working before carmy notices

tina: I don’t care I’m on smoke break. Who are you talking about girl? Spill the tea..

marcus: she was talking about me you guys

y/n: the guy in the back

oh i mean yeah marcus

tina: The meat delivery guy? He has a wife..

y/n: we are having an affair

marcus: no it’s about me

richie: I didn’t know Marcus and Y/n were a thing..

tina: Something ain’t right. No way they are.

marcus: we aren’t it’s just our sense of humor

y/n: i was just being funny!

tina: What did Jeff just yell inside?

syd: came out of the office and said “just cuz we’re slow doesn’t mean you can play on your phones” 👍💯

tina: Whatever. No chance Y/n meant Marcus. You got the hots for Jeffrey?

y/n: what no

tina: Well I wouldn’t blame you. He’s cute

y/n: OMG RIGHTTTTTTT

its the tattoos isn’t it

richie: You have to be fucking joking

tina: I was playing..

y/n: im confused

syd: that was cruel

marcus: who cares it’s not a big deal

y/n: so you don’t think he’s cute tina?? ☹️☹️

tina: No he is cute… for you 😝

y/n: this is humiliating

richie: I’ll tell him

y/n: NO

stop

sSTOP THATS NOT FUNNY

richie im not joking i’ll put a bomb in your floorboards

richie: I’m just fucking with you kid

tina: This isn’t over.

THE GOLDEN TRIO:

[ 3:40 PM ]

syd: y/n….

marcus: you look like a ghost y/n

y/n: i cannot believe i sent that to the wrong gc

i’m done im so done

marcus: stop looking so sad it’s making me feel bad

syd: it’s okay! just be thankful it wasn’t to the work groupchat with him in it..

marcus: true it could be worse

y/n: i guess so

thank you for trying to cover for me marcus

marcus: anytime you know i got you

syd: let’s get back to work before we start looking obvious

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fandomtherapy44 · 9 days

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Dean x reader Can I get a double shot of Espresso and your number? Coffee shop AU

Summary: A one shot of a coffee shop with Dean :)

Song Inspo : Espresso by Sabrina Carpenter

Paring: Dean Winchester x reader

Word count: 1,385

Warnings: Language, Robbery with a Gun, a bit of French kissing

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AN/ Hey yawl sorry for not posting for a while hit writer's block so hopefully this will get back into the swing of things. Also been obsessed with espresso so yeah I mean you have to write a coffee shop story right.

I can't relate to desperation

My give-a-fucks are on vacation

And I got this one boy and he won't stop calling

When they act this way, I know I got 'em

I hummed while whipping down the counter and suddenly a pair of fingers rudely snapped in front of me. “Hey sweetie instead of the shitty concert why don’t you get me a fucking double shot.” I put my rag down and breathed in deeply. I need this job. I need this job. I need this job. “Sir we just opened if you could just give me a few minutes-” “I don’t fucking care that your lazy I need my damn coffee.” He argued like a child. “Sir please-” “You know what bitch I don’t need this fucking attitude I'm going to have this whole shitty place shut down in a week!” With that, he flipped over some napkins and stir sticks and slammed the door behind him.

I sighed and went over to clean the third mess made by an adult this week. A lot of them barely had any patience waiting for freaking ice water. As I was cleaning a pair of muddy boots stepped in front of me.

“Need any help?” I looked up and saw the handsomest man I had ever seen. Green forest eyes, Sunkissed freckled skin, a smile that could make your darkest day seem bright. I forgot what I was asked for a minute.

“Uhh no no I'm good but thanks, it’s my job anyway.” “Yeah but that guy went out of his way to make it harder, what an asshole.” “Yeah well, they haven’t had their scheduled nap for the day.” We both chuckled at my joke and then came an almost comfortable silence that I broke. “So what can I get you?” “Just two blacks please.” “You just became my favorite person for the day.” I said half joking while making the coffee. “Really then maybe I'll come in every day.” And he did.

Seeing Dean had become a daily experience that I had his coffee ready for him before he would even walk in. We would make small talk eventually learning small parts about each other's lives. Like with a co-worker but then we started to become more. “So Y/n I was wondering when you got your breaks.” I almost split the very hot coffee I was holding. “Why?” “I wanted to get to know you more.” It was a decision did I want this to just stay at a co-worker level or to grow into making something more. I gave him a wide smile. “Okay, so their…”

That morning coffee, brewed it for ya (Yes)

One touch and I brand-newed it for ya

Before I knew it Dean had become one of my best friends. It also helped that he was amazing to look at. “So my dad had left and me and my little brother had climbed on top of the shed thinking we were freaking Superman and Batman. And well let’s just say that we weren't made out of steel so I had to put Sammy on the handlebars of my plastic bike and ride him to the ER.” He finished by laughing so hard he slammed his hand on the table spilling our coffee.

“It sounds like you and your brother have a lot of those stories.” “Yeah, we do.” He smiled thinking in his head. He looks like he was going ask me something but at that time a guy walked in. “Oh hold that thought I'll be right back.” “So what can I get you?” “All of your money.” He raised his gun to me. “Okay yes, right way.” I opened the cash register. There was no way in Hell I was going to risk my life for six bucks an hour. I didn’t see but Dean had sneaked his way behind him. He whistled at the robber and he turned his head in confusion and before he knew it his lights were out.”Omg, how did you do that!?” He looked like cogs were turning his head. “Uhh, lots of Bruce Lee movies.”

I'm working late 'cause I'm a singer

Oh, he looks so cute wrapped 'round my finger

My twisted humor make him laugh so often

My honeybee, come and get this pollen

I had only stayed away for two weeks I would like to stay away longer but my boss needed me open. Why not another employee well because he was getting annoyed training new people you know his job fucking asshole. I stumbled my way to the shop it was about thirty minutes before opening. Then just my luck it started to snow which meant a line of customers wanting a warm drink to start the day and I was the only one for four hours. No wonder I only get paid six dollars an hour. But one good thing was waiting for me. “Ahh, you waiting for another robber Batman?” “Ha no just making sure the girl is okay.” That made me smile.

“Well, Bruce today’s coffee is on the house.” I opened the shop and we both scurried in away from the cold. “No no I couldn't plus wouldn't your boss be pissed.” “Well, he made come back after being robbed so he can fire me for all I care so you're usual?” “Ha, actually I'll get something different.” “Really well I'll be happy to do that.” He gave me his smirk and put on a little show looking up at the menu. “Can I get a double shot of espresso and your number?” I looked up from the machine. “Winchester you asking me out?” “Well, I guess I am.” “Well then I guess here it is.” I gave him his double shot with my number on the cup. “Pick you up at eight?” “Try seven.” “Yes mam”

Now he's thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh

Is it that sweet? I guess so

Say you can't sleep, baby, I know

That's that me espresso

Move it up, down, left, right, oh

Switch it up like Nintendo

Say you can't sleep, baby, I know

That's that me espresso (Yes)

Thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh

Is it that sweet? I guess so (Yes)

Say you can't sleep, baby, I know

That's that me espresso (Yes)

Move it up, down, left, right, oh (Move it up, down, left, right, oh)

Switch it up like Nintendo (Yes)

Say you can't sleep, baby, I know

That's that me espresso

I don’t think I've been this nervous for a date in a while the last few I accepted that we were both just filling time. But with Dean, I was making time to be with him. I fluffed my outfit one more time sprayed on my favorite scent and opened the door. I looked him up and down and he looked more nervous than I did. “Wow, you look… beautiful.” I blushed because it felt like a real complaint and not a tactic to get into my pants. “Well, you don’t look too bad yourself.” “Thanks uh these are for you.” He handed me my favorite flowers. “Thank you these are lovely.” I put them in water and we left.

It was nearly the end of the date and we had someway made our way back to the coffee shop. “Ironic no?” I nodded to the shop. “Actually I wanted to lead us here.” “Oh” “Look Y/n I really like you and I was wondering if you would to go on another date.” I walked over to him and put my arms around his neck. “Mhh how about two dates and a kiss.” “I think I could arrange that.” He put his hands on my waist and slowly brought me into the kiss. It went further when I felt his tongue prod and I gladly accepted. We eventually had to come apart for air. He licked his lips tasting something. “Is that coffee lipstick?” “Espresso” I whispered and we went back in.

Is it that sweet? I guess so

Mm, that's that me espresso

Would you guys want a part two maybe with some Smut??

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lesbianjackies · 2 years

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Idk if this has been done, but could you make an Eddie x reader, where it’s Halloween and they’re dressed up as like demon/angel theme, and they’re going to a party with their matching costumes? I think this would be superrr cute!

OMG I LOVE THIS SM

"You look so cute!" you cooed, squishing your boyfriend's cheeks.

"Says the literal angel." He pecked you on the lips, smiling.

"Are you ready to go?"

Eddie sighed, still grinning. "I can't believe you've talked me into this, Bubbles."

"It'll be fun!! I'll beat anyone up if they're mean to you."

He laughed. "I'm sure you will."

"C'mon, c'mon!" You grabbed his hand and pulled him out the door. "The party's at Steve's house."

"I know, baby, I remember." Eddie started the car.

"Sorry, I had to remind myself multiple times so I just wanted to make sure you remembered."

Eddie laughed, flicking on the radio as he began to drive. You sang along and he tapped the steering well in time.

"Okay, baby, we're here, you ready?" he asked as he pulled into Steve's driveway.

"Mhm!" You unbuckled your seatbelt. "Are you ready?"

"I guess." He grinned, leaning over to peck you on the cheek. "Let's go in."

Steve swung the door open immediately after you rung the doorbell. "Eddie, my man!" He dapped him up, then shot you finger guns. "And (Y/N)!"

You laughed. "Hey, Steve."

"Harrington, stop being whatever it is you are and let them inside." Robin, dressed as Velma from Scooby Doo, appeared beside Steve. "Angel and devil! That's tacky."

"Oh, shut up, Robin. You and Vickie dressed as Velma and Daphne?"

"Mhm." Robin smiled smugly. "I thought it was clever."

"I think ours is better," Eddie spoke up. "You know, cause I'm possessed by the devil and all. And since (Y/N)'s a pretty perfect angel." He kissed your cheek.

"I'm gonna vomit, straight couples are disgusting." Robin disappeared from the doorframe.

"So!" You bounced on your heels. "Can we come in?"

"Yeah!" Steve blinked, moving out of the way. "Yeah, yeah, of course!"

His house had half-ass Halloween decorations strung around, and drunk teenagers ground against each other in the middle of the room.

"What are you supposed to be?" Eddie asked Steve, shouting over the loud music.

"We're supposed to be Danny and Sandy from Grease," Nancy answered, tucking herself under Steve's arm, "but Steve just looks like a douchebag so you can't tell."

Steve opened his mouth in offense. "Oh, c'mon, Little Miss Perfect. You dress like Sandy on a daily basis."

"Honestly, I can't tell either of you are in costume," you admitted.

"I told you it was a shitty costume idea," Nancy muttered.

"Oh, come on!" The couple walked away, playfully arguing.

"Do you wanna dance?" you asked, tugging on Eddie's red blazer.

"Anything for you, Angel." He twirled you around and let you pull him into the noisy gaggle.

"See, this is fun!" you yelled, dancing in front of him.

He shrugged, grinning. "It's all right."

You gave him a look. "C'mon, you love it."

"I love you," he corrected. "I'm tolerating this party."

You shrugged. "Good enough for me."

He bent down to whisper in your ear. "I might love it if you found an empty bedroom, though." He had a look in his eyes that matched his costume.

A smile crept onto your features. "Let's go upstairs."

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nervousgardenerkid · 2 years

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Car troubles

a/n: omg hey i wrote this at work while on the clock so if it seems repetitive that's why lol. but this is for my mechanic!eddie lovers. i see y'all, i hear y'all, and i'm always lurking when you least expect it. there are gender neutral pronouns in here so it's safe for everyone to read :D i hope y'all enjoy it <3

Today started so well. You woke up semi-early and got to school on time, you passed your Spanish test which is mucho bueno in your book, and your car started without you having to do your daily prayer over her! Yes, Y/N L/N it was a great day! Probably the best day of the week and it was only Tuesday, everything was going to plan and nothing could ruin this day!

“I need you to take me to the arcade.” You hear a familiar voice say. Damn, you think to yourself, spoke too soon.

“Dustin I can't take you today my car-”

“Your car started without you doing your daily prayer, I know I saw it.”

“Which is exactly why I can't take you!” you exclaimed. Listen, you're not one to bash on cars. As long as you can leave point A and get to point B safely, it's a good car! Your car? She was….on her last wheel.

“Cmon y/n! I'm sure she can make it!” Dustin said while smacking the roof of the car. You let out a gasp when you saw the flap of the car fall into the passenger seat.

“My flap! You killed her!”

“What the hell is a flap? That's the sun visor thing.”

“I mean you could call it that but it's called- why am I explaining this to you?! Dustin, I can't take you, I'm sorry, especially after you hurt my baby.”

Dustin laughed and adjusted his backpack.

“Y/n this car is a lot of things but a baby isn't one of them.”

You glared at him and opened the driver's door while getting in.

“Listen Henderson,”

“No, we were on a first name basis c’mon” Dustin pouted.

“If you want a ride to the arcade, shut your mouth and get it.”

Dustin smiled and fist pumped the air. It was a sight that warmed your heart, despite all the shit he went through you forget at times that he's just a kid. Maybe you'll start taking him to the arcade more often.

“MAX, LUCAS, MIKE, THEY SAID YES LET’S GO!”

Burn in hell Henderson. I'm never taking you anywhere again. You thought as the three kids scrambled to the back seat while Dustin rode shotgun.

“Thanks for taking us y/n!” Lucas said from behind you.

“Yeah, seriously we know you probably had plans,” Max followed. Such sweet kids. You thought to yourself.

“Yeah like getting a new car or something,” Mike said with a smile. You glared at him through the mirror.

“You wanna walk Wheeler?”

“No…” Mike muttered, putting his backpack on his lap.

“Then keep baby’s name out of your mouth.”

“Yeah, Mike, don't diss their car like that,” Dustin said while turning around to scold his friend.

“Dustin you literally broke my car like 5 seconds ago-”

“That's in the past y/n! I thought we moved on from that.”

You rolled your eyes and put the car in drive. “Is everyone buckled up?” You asked while looking back at the kids.

“Um, my buckle isn't working,” Max muttered while fumbling with the strap.

“Well…just hold tight red,” you said while driving off.

A defeated sigh escaped your lips as you hit your head against the wheel repeatedly. Why me? Why did I have to get handed down a shitty car? You thought to yourself as Dustin stuck his head out the window screaming “GO AROUND!”

“Hey so no offense y/n, but your car sucks.”

“I know that wheeler! Thank you for informing me,”

You groaned and stepped out of the car opening the hood to see what was happening. The kids gathered around you as you all leaned in to investigate.

“So,” Lucas started. “What's the damage?”

“Is smoke supposed to be coming out?” Max asked while pointing.

“You know, Gareth said his car was smoking once,” Mike whispered to Dustin.

“Didn't his car like, explode?” Dustin whispered back.

“You guys suck at whispering,” Lucas said while shaking his head.

Bickering between the group starts as you spiral into your thoughts. The shop you usually go to is in the opposite direction you were driving, you're not gonna leave the kids here while you struggle. You look around the small town and spot a payphone, you quickly reach your hand into your pockets and pull out some quarters.

“Dustin,” you call while handing him the change. “Go to the payphone and call Steve, see if he can take you guys to the arcade,”

“What about you though?” Mike asked while resting his hands and chin on the roof of your car. You shrugged your shoulders.

“I'll figure it out.”

“Steve wouldn't be able to take us anyway,” Dustin said while stuffing the change in his pocket. “He's covering for Robin at work today.”

“Give me my change back then.”

Dustin shook his head. “I got yelled at by several people for telling them to go around us. This is for emotional damage.”

You rolled your eyes and let out another groan. Great, broken car and I'm broke.

Max started snapping her fingers and smiling. “Wait a minute, isn't Eddie a mechanic?” Your eyes widen and your heart started racing. Eddie fucking Munson. The man was hated by everyone but you? You adored Eddie. With his pretty hair, loud gestures, and sweet attitude. Just the thought of him had you weak in the knees. Ever since you had to tutor him in English you've been wrapped around his pretty little ring-clad fingers.

“How far is his shop?” asked Lucas.

Dustin looked around the area trying to gather his surroundings. “About 10 minutes give or take.”

Oh god. Oh fuck. Did you look okay? Was your hair messy? Would he even like the outfit you're wearing? It's just jeans and a black shirt, chill out. You let out a huff and hold the keys in the air.

“Who knows how to drive?”

The kids all looked at you with confusion.

“But your car is practically dead?”

You looked over at Mike. “Well yeah but I'm not gonna steer while you guys push-”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Dustin started with his hands in the air. “Who said anything about pushing?”

“I mean they're kinda in this mess because of you…” You gestured towards Lucas agreeing with his statement.

“Oh, I'm sorry wasn't it you who begged me to ask them to take us to the arcade?!”

“Actually it was Mike,” Max said with a smirk.

“IT WAS NOT!”

You pinched the bridge of your nose before shouting at them. “EVERYONE SHUT UP!” The kids all looked at you mid-argument before they stopped talking. You took a deep breath before tossing your keys toward Lucas.

“Lucas you're driving,”

“Sweet!”

“I know how to drive though!” Max said.

You let out a snort and shook your head walking towards the back of the car. “Sorry red, but if your driving is like anything Steve says I think I'll pass.”

“That's not fair! Your car won't even start!”

“Max, they don't wanna bust their car up anymore,” Dustin said while following you.

“If El was here she could probably lift the car for us,” Mike said with a sorrowful voice.

“Less talking more pushing Mike,” You grunted out while pushing the car with Dustin and Max.

“Wait! Which way do I turn?” Lucas shouted from the front.

“Left!” The three of you shouted. This was going to be the longest 10 minutes of your life.

“Oh thank you, god! I never thought I'd be so happy to see a car shop!” Dustin shouted while running into the shop.

Mike and Max let out heavy breaths as they wiped the sweat from their foreheads. “I never wanna do that again.” Mike panted out.

“Ditto,” followed Max

“That was kinda fun- are they okay?” Lucas said while pointing toward you. You were laid out on the trunk of the car trying to catch your breath. If you thought you looked presentable then it's definitely out the window now.

“Why do things happen to good people?” You mumbled out. “Am I not a good person? I'm a great person.”

“Oh no, they lost their mind.”

“This is all Mike’s fault.”

“Max shut UP!”

You sat up suddenly looking at them, causing them to quit the bickering once again.

“All I wanted to do was take you guys to the arcade, and now I'm here sweaty and ugly, and i probably stink!”

Max widened her eyes and let out a gasp.

“No way.”

“What?” Mike and Lucas asked.

“What? Nothing. Shut up.” you rushed out while walking towards Max. She held her hands up in the air and then pretended to zip her mouth shut and throw the key away.

You smiled and tossed your arm around her. “I knew you were my favorite for a reason.”

“Hello?! I'm the one who brought you to my sweet mechanic friend!” Dustin’s voice broke out. You turned around and saw him standing with his arms crossed, Eddie right by his side.

Oh, be still my beating heart. Is there ever a moment where Eddie didn't look so damn good? His overalls were a boring grey color but fuck did he make it look good. His hair was in a high bun, with a bandana wrapped around his forehead. Dirt and oil danced on his hands as he laughed at whatever Dustin said. You've never been jealous of dirt, or oil for that matter but if it meant you could be in the palms of Eddie's hands then damnit to hell with oil and dirt.

“Jokes on you Henderson,” you started. “I already knew your sweet mechanic friend.”

Dustin looked between you and Eddie and shook his head. “Is nothing sacred between us?”

Eddie flicked his hat and jerked his head towards the shop. “There's some chips I have hidden in the office, go knock yourselves out.” The kids all shouted a quick thank you and ran into the shop leaving just you and Eddie.

God, if you wanted to send the flood right now I wouldn't be opposed to it.

Eddie turned back to you and smiled. “What can I do for you sweetheart? Or did you just miss me?”

Nevermind god. Don't send the flood yet.

You chuckled and leaned against the trunk. “In your dreams Munson.”

“Oh, so you know about the dreams I have then?”

You looked in the other direction trying to hide the blush that was creeping up your cheeks.

“Um, my car is-”

“Broken? A piece of junk? A lost cause?”

Your jaw dropped as you looked back at him. “Damn, tell me how you really feel why don't you?”

Eddie let out a laugh and went to the hood of the car letting out a low whistle.

“Is it bad?” you asked with a pout while following him.

“Honestly?” he asked glancing at you with brows raised. You nodded signaling for him to continue.

“You're fucked, babe.”

Babe. Babe. Babe. God, please don't send the flood.

“How fucked?”

He grunted as he slammed the hood shut. “You're better off buying a new car than fixing this hunk of junk.”

You throw your head back in frustration and try to see how much you'll need to work before you can even consider getting a new car.

“Hey, you okay?” Eddie asked while grabbing your hand.

You nodded your head and looked back at him. “She was a crappy car, but she was my crappy car.”

He let out a hum and nodded his head. “Lucky car.”

You tilted your head in confusion.

His eyes widened and he let out an awkward chuckle. “I mean, uh. Cause you took such good care of her!”

“Dustin broke the flap today.”

“...you took okay care of her!”

You let out a laugh and Eddie watched with soft eyes as he pulled you beside him.

“I'm guessing this was the only ride you had today?”

You nodded your head and sighed while rubbing your thumb along his knuckles. How hasn't your heart given out yet? You're not sure but you're hoping it doesn't anytime soon if that means you're letting go of Eddie's hand. “It's okay though, do you have a phone inside?”

Eddie nodded his head. “Calling your folks?”

“Nah, I'm gonna ask Steve if he can get the kids and take me home too.”

Eddie felt his heart drop when you brought up Steve. You and Steve were almost always attached to the hip. He was a little surprised when Dustin said it was just you with him and the kids. There usually wasn't Steve without you close behind and vice versa. He decided to bite the bullet and see what was up.

“So like,” he started before he froze. This was so much easier in his head. You watched with a smile as he fumbled around trying to find the right words. Was he nervous? God, he was even cute when he was nervous-

“Are you and Steve a thing?”

Your eyes widen and you let out a scoff while awkwardly chuckling and looking straight ahead. “What? Why would you think that?”

“Well, you guys are always,” he reluctantly let go of your hand and intertwined his together. “You know?”

“Pft. Steve is just a friend. Maybe a best friend even but that's about it.”

Eddie couldn't help but smile as he grabbed your hand again. “Really?”

You cleared your throat and let out a hum while nodding your head.

“So if he asked you out?”

“Oh god no, I’d be flattered, but I don't think I would.”

Eddie stood up now, his body fully facing you as his other hand went under your chin to make you look at him. “What about me? What if I asked you out?”

You silently thanked god for whatever confidence magically surged through your body cause you have no idea where it came from. You shrugged your shoulders and bit your bottom lip to help fight back the smile that was slowly making its way to your face. “I guess we'll have to find out.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Eddie let out a beautiful laugh and dropped the hand that was under your chin. “Do you want me to take you home?”

“Yeah, yeah I’d really like that.”

“Awesome, let me close up the shop and get those demons out of there,” he said while jogging back to the shop as you made your way towards his van.

The smile refused to leave your face as you leaned against the passenger door waiting for everyone to walk out of the shop. Eddie Munson was going to ask you out. This you were sure of. Maybe today was a good day after all, despite your car breaking down and possibly having to work triple shifts to save up for it, but that didn't matter right now. You passed your Spanish test, had a last good run with your car, and made it to school on time, and you finally got the boy, nothing could ruin this beautiful Tuesday for you.

“Eddie, I need you to take me to the arcade,” Dustin said while following everyone out of the shop.

Damnit. Spoke too soon again.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie stranger things #eddie munson imagine #mechanic!eddie imagine #mechanic!eddie #stranger things x reader #stranger things imagine #eddie munson x gn!reader

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WILL I BE THE NEXT BRIDE? — Trent Alexander Arnold (Part 01)

summary: when y/n is a member of little mix, and the group members have good news one by one, will y/n and trent be next?

warning: english is not my first language

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y/username Such a wonderful night, to share this brilliant moment with you girls and our fans. LITTLE MIX FOREVER!✨

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perrieedwards ✓ Woohoo!! 🔥

leighanniepinnock ✓ Love you too baby

jadethirlwall ✓ The concert is over but i'm still pretty high

perrie.jade.y/n.leigh We love you very much @littlemix @perrieedwards @leighanniepinnock @jadethirlwall @y/username

y/username ✓ Love ya too

trentarnold66 ✓ ❤️❤️

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dailymail GREAT NEWS!! Leigh Pinnock and Perrie Edwards of LITTLE MIX, have posted these photos on their social account. As far as we know, Leigh Pinnock is engaged to Andre Gray and Perrie Edwards is also engaged to Alex Oxlad-Chamberlain. We also guess that fans are also waiting for news about Y/n Y/l/n and her boyfriend from Liverpool Trent Alexander-Arnold, well well comment if you guess they’re both also expecting some news or might be a another engagement will happen! 🤔😉

Congratulation to @leighannepinnock & @andreagray_, @perrieedwards & @alexoxchamberlain

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littlemix.fanss_ I really wish y/n will get married this year 🥹

abcd_eee_f.u Yeah me

y/username ✓ Hmmm…

touch.littlemix OMG Hi y/n!!! I really miss you

perrieedwards ✓ Thank you!

perriedwards_ So happy for them 🥹🥹

jadethir__ Gosh 🙄 They literally just broke up like 5 days ago

gwerrel Who just broke up? Y/n and Trent??

jadethir__ Yea, wtf? You don’t know?

justanotherday No way, that’s not true. They still follow each other on IG

chrlesthomm Yes way, i know i know it’s sad but true, just accept it honey. And y/n just unfollow Trent on IG

blueandgrey @y/username @trentarnold66 Is it true??

perrieedwards ✓ Better let’s us know before anyone else bestie!!!

y/username ✓ Of course, P!! 💗

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y/username Aunty Y/n is baby Axel number 1 fan 👼🏻 Have fun and enjoy your night @perrieedwards @alexoxchamberlain

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alexoxchamberlain ✓ He might be missing us alot

y/username ✓ Nah nah he really happy to stay here with us

perrieedwards ✓ Tbh you are very suitable to be a mamma y/n 🥹

y/username ✓ Wait really? Am i? 😉😉

perrieedwards ✓ Maybe it a sight to make a baby girlllll

y/username ✓ Well i don’t think Trent ready for a baby tho

trentarnold66 ✓ Who told you that i don’t? @y/username

y/username ✓ Oh you you DID WANT A BABY?

trentarnold66 ✓ Oh hell yea

y/username ✓ Okay then

y/n.trentarnold66 *This account user is too stunned 😳 to speak*

trentalexanderarnold66_ @throughallthedayss READ IT!!! THERE MIGHT BE ANOTHER ANGEL WILL COME SOON!!!!

throughallthedayss Wbdhejebdjsk!!!!

y/username ✓ Haha guys i’m just sayinggg 😹

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trentarnold66 It’s a girl ☺️

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rebecca.reeh Omg what’s happening? is it real?

waaaaak Hold on!!! Don’t tell me that you’re expecting

jhenderson ✓ Mannn 😺

liverpoolfc ✓ Congratz

y/username ✓ Yayyy we are having a girl

perrieedwards ✓ ?? What do you mean?

y/username ✓ Me and Trent are going to adopt a baby golden retriever babe

perrieedwards ✓ LOL

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y/username Daily routine!! 🫥

littlemixx Y/n are you really pregnant or its just a joke 🥹 i really wanna know

blue.redsliverpool Daddy Trent

unknownchild Stop using Trent for money and fame b*tch 🙃 i really don’t like it and i think you should break up

y/n_y/ln.fanpage And i also think you should fuck off :))) to @unknownchild, like your username… he don’t even know that you are exist so stop being a asshole

unknownchild Oh be y/n fan just for the fame i guess :))) I don’t want to waste my time for someone like you and your shitty account

y/n_y/ln.fanpage Haha goodbye “Karen”

trentarnold66 ✓ Love you baby

#football imagines #football fanfic #trent alexander arnold x y/n #trent alexander arnold imagine #trent alexander arnold x reader #trent alexander arnold imagines #trent alexander arnold

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smut-angel · 2 years

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if you’ve ever worked food service yk the walk in is for panic attacks while on the clock but omg imagine carmy coming into the walk in and ur there having ur daily company required freakout like idek how he wld react 😭

his reaction def depends on what your freakout entails! if you're the type to be angry and throw or hit stuff and he walks in, he'd dodge a piece of stale bread you threw against the wall and say, "whoa, what the hell are you doing?" he'd let you angrily vent and put his hands on your shoulders and say, "hey. it's alright. you're smart, you're a hard worker...fuck those people."

if you're a crier, he's awkward at first. seeing you balled up in the corner of the walk in. eyes red and swollen is not how carmy is used to seeing you so it surprises him. "y/n...? are you crying?" he asks, even though it's painfully obvious that you are, so you just nod in silence, trying not to look at him. "do you wanna be alone or do you need company?" he respects whatever decision you make, and if you need company, he sits super close next to you in the corner and wraps and arm around you, making you lean your head against his shoulder. "i know it's shitty sometimes, but you're not alone. you know that right? you got syd, marcus, tina...and more importantly, me," he'd say, making you laugh.

#carmen berzatto fluff #carmy berzatto #fluffy asks #the bear #jeremy allen white

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uhh-materialgworl · 2 years

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Ur leona content is *chef kiss* 😳 Sooo may i req another leona content w/ gn!s/o (im a sucker for him)? I need more of this lion gets jelly omg... It can be hcs/scenario, leona's reaction to his s/o's ex is bothering s/o (through chat, treatment, gifts, even physical touch, etc) 'cause the ex wants to go back with s/o SO BAD 👀 The ex even saying, "That lion boy can't make u happy, u r happier w/ me, im better than him," OH. OK. I hope this's ok for u CZ U CAN SKIP THIS IF U FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE OMG 😌👌

I think my favoritism is showing...

Me? Jealous? Never.

“Mmh...no, don’t leave.” Leona protested, tightening his arms around Y/n’s body and tail around their leg.

“Nooo~” Y/n groaned. “I’ll fall asleep again and I can’t miss any more classes. Come on Leo, let me go!”

“Hm... don’t want to.” Leona closed his eyes and buried his face in Y/n’s neck. Y/n stopped fighting and tried to turn their head to look at Leona.

“You’re usually not like this. Did anything happen?”

Leona shook his head. Y/n knew their boyfriend though. If something had happened, he would keep it to himself. So, with one last sigh, Y/n accepted their fate and held Leona’s hand as they drifted to sleep once more.

----

“Tch. How annoying.” Leona destroyed the neatly wrapped gift and read the letter that was attached to it.

“Dear Y/n, I know I was the one who broke up with you but please take me back! I never realized how important you were until you were gone. I miss your sweet voice, your wonderful body. I miss cuddling, taking walks, cooking together and everything else we used to do. Please, I promise I’ll make it up to you. I’ll buy whatever you want, take you wherever you want, and do whatever you want! Just please, come back.”

Something fell out of the envelope.

“And leave that stupid oversized cat. You don’t need him when you have someone so much better waiting for you.”

Leona growled at that. Of course his herbivore would never leave him, but the fact that someone else, Y/n’s shitty ex, thought that he could take Y/n from him that easily made him mad. Maybe he was lazy sometimes and didn’t exactly treat Y/n the way they deserved to be treated, but he always tried to make it up to them eventually.

Storming back to Savanaclaw, one thought replayed in his mind over and over again.

“What if they realize I’m not good enough?”

----

Things like that had kept happening for the last 2 weeks and Leona was sick of it. He was sick of walking to Ramshackle to spend the morning with his herbivore only to have his mood ruined by a gift, a letter, or anything else that was left by the idiot that Y/n once called a boyfriend. He tried to ignore it, but Y/n’s ex decided to start messing with Leona and he was fed up. He had no clue what the bastard looked like, but just he wait till he finds him. Y/n’s ex would regret the day he was born.

Despite this, Leona did his daily routine. Walk to ramshackle, destroy whatever was on Y/n’s doorstep, and head inside to sleep with them for 2 hours until school started. However, Y/n was not there to greet him like they usually were. That was fine, maybe they were still sleeping. Leona walked further into the dorm only to be stopped when he heard Y/n giggling.

“Oh my god, this is so cute! It looks just like you, just without the fire!”

“Shut up human, I look nothin’ like that!” Grim argued.

Leona walked to where they were and stared at the object in the herbivore’s hands. It was a small seemingly handmade plushie of Grim. On the table there seemed to be an open envelope and a letter on the side.

Oh no.

“Hey Leo! Sorry I wasn’t there to greet you. I just had to stop and admire the gift you left me! It’s so cute, and you even took the time to write a letter? I haven’t read it yet but I’m sure it’ll be sweet. However,” Y/n paused. “I don’t think there is anything important coming up. Or maybe there is, and I just forgot...but I don’t think that is the case. What’s the occasion, Leo?”

This caused Leona to freeze up.

How was he supposed to tell them that it wasn’t him who left the gift for them? They seemed so happy, and their eyes seemed to shine more than usual...he couldn’t help but feel upset and slightly jealous. They hadn’t acted like this in a few weeks, butbthen again, he hadn’t gifted them anything in the last month or so.

“Oh! There’s a- oh...” Y/n glanced up at Leona, now understanding why he looked upset.

“Honestly it wasn’t even that cute. The eyes look-”

“No, it’s fine. Let’s just go sleep.” Leona walked straight to their room, ignoring Y/n who was calling after him.

This kind of behavior seemed to continue for the rest of the morning until they had to part ways.

Y/n tried to give Leona a kiss on the cheek like they usually did, but all he did was ignore them and tell them that he’d see them later. Obviously, that later never happened as when they went to look for him at lunch, he wasn’t in any of the places in which he would normally wait for them.

Just as Y/n was about to call Leona, they got a text from an unknown number.

“You look so fucking good today. I love the way your eyes lit up when you saw the gift I had left at your window. Did you read my letter? Now you know how I truly feel about you. I miss you so much Y/n, please! Come back! I’ll do anything you want. I’ll get you whatever you desire, just please...come back.”

Y/n stared at their phone, puzzled. What the fuck had they just read? They hadn’t gotten the chance to read the letter because Grim had burned it, but now they have an idea of what was in the letter. Y/n would have to stop to buy Grim some tuna later, that would be their way of saying ‘thank you’ for saving them from reading a cringe letter that talked about why Ex/n was better than Leona.

Y/n laughed and started typing. "Bro what the fuck? Didn’t I just tell you yesterday to leave me alone? How many times will I have to go over this????”

Y/n couldn’t help but smile as they explained to Ex/n the many ways they would end him if he kept bothering them. However, from Leona’s point of view, it didn’t seem that way. To Leona it seemed like they were smiling (and was that a hint of blush?) as they texted someone. It didn’t take long for Leona to assume who it was and let out a growl, which caused Y/n to drop their phone.

“L-Leona? Are you here? I was just about to loo-”

“Don’t fucking lie to me.” Leona growled. “I just saw you smiling at your phone while texting someone. Don’t lie to me because it was clear you couldn’t have cared less about where the fuck I was!”

Y/n was taken aback by how angry Leona looked. His eyes were wide, his tail sweeping from side to side, his usual smug smirk now replaced by a frown. Though he didn’t say it, it was clear he was hurt by the “betrayal” of his lover.

Y/n’s eyes softened, and they took a step towards Leona. “I was going to call you, but then I was interrupted by ex/n telling me that he wanted me back.”

“And... and what did you say?” Leona hesitated, afraid of what could have been Y/n’s response.

“I said no, of course. Did you think I would leave you? Why would I ever leave you?”

“...”

Y/n sighed fondly and walked to their boyfriend who seemed to have calmed down. “I told you that you wouldn’t be getting rid of me that easily. The only reason I could ever part with you is if I were to die, but you won’t allow that to happen anytime soon, right?”

Leona nodded and pulled them into a hug. “I’m sorry, I just...never mind. Let’s just go to my room, I’m exhausted.”

“No, none of that 'never mind,' you’re not inferior to anybody. You are perfect the way you are and I could never leave you for someone else. You are the best thing that has happened to me and I’m not going to let you be upset.” Y/n dragged Leona out of the botanical garden. “So, we’re just going to spend the rest of the day in ramshackle. I got Ruggie to get your favorite food and Grim should be setting up a game of chess.” They glanced at the floating flowers who seemed to squeak at having been caught.

-----

“No! Grim, put that down! I told you it’s mine!” Y/n threw a pillow at Grim who seemed to dodge it with ease. “Bad cat! Put that down! Leave my food alone!” Y/n tried to push Leona off their lap, but he only held on tighter. “Babe, please get off! Grim is about to eat my fries!” Y/n pleaded but Leona did not seem to budge.

“I love it when you beg like that. It’s almost enough to convince me, but not quite enough. Now sit still. I’m not letting you go anytime soon.” Leona once again closed his eyes, now feeling at peace after being reassured by Y/n that they wouldn’t leave him. And by the fact that Ruggie was taking care of the problem as they spoke (Y/n did not have to know that though).

“I think I’ve already made it up to you for making you jealous, no?” Y/n started playing with his hair again, something that he had quickly grown to like. However, what they had said seemed to startle Leona.

“Me? Jealous? Tch, of course not. But...” Leona confirmed that Grim had left to bother Ruggie before letting his hand slide up Y/n’s thigh. “I can show you just how jealous I can get. I’ll make sure that for tonight and the rest of the week, you will know and scream nothing but my name, not whatever that bastard is called.”

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #leona kingscholar #leona x y/n #disney twst #twisted wonderland x mc #twst x y/n #jealous leona #leona x mc

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volleychumps · 4 years

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omg omg omg ive been waiting for open requests!! okay so, is it okay if i ask for a stuck in the locker scenario with iwa, tsuki, kuroo, and akaashi?? thank you sooo much! ur blog is one of the only ones i check daily cuz the content is just 💓💓💓💓

Getting Stuck in the Locker Room w/ Iwaizumi, Tsukishima, Kuroo, and Akaashi (slight tsundere! reader)

ahah for the sake of it let’s make them enemies who come out as friends (maybe more?)

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Iwaizumi

“Oi. Lemme have a go at it.”

“Oh, my apologies! Allow me to make way for the manly man to come and magically unlock the door with his brute strength.” You quip sarcastically, Iwaizumi rolling his eyes as he takes your place in front of the door to tug at the handle, frowning when it doesn’t budge. He tilts his head, towel around his neck tilting with it.

“It won’t open.”

“Thank you, no really- you’re too helpful.”

You sigh, doing what you originally came here for as you slip Kindaichi’s knee pads into his locker, your cousin accidentally leaving them in his classroom before pleading with you to bring them. Your original plan of getting in and out had obviously been severely tarnished, leaving you with the one guy you-

“Ah. So that’s why you’re in here.”

You flinch at the sound of Iwaizumi’s deep voice sounding behind you, much closer than you expected before you turn, not being able to mask the scarlet that tinges your cheeks at Iwa’s exposed broad chest.

“Would it kill you to wear a shirt, perv?”

“Says the girl in the boy’s locker room.” Iwa takes another step towards you casually, a hand slipping into the sweats he had just changed to as you swallow tightly, looking away as your back touches the lockers. Iwaizumi’s face remains stoic, save for the slight arch of his eyebrow that signals his amusement.

“Who’s the real perv here?”

“Just put on a shirt and stop teasing me...please.” You mumble, embarassed as a small smirk overtakes Iwa’s lips as he opens up the door two lockers down from Kindaichi’s, pulling a white short-sleeve over his head that highlighted his arms quite nicely-

You shake your head of such thoughts before running a hand through your hair, sitting down on one of the nearby benches as an awkward silence fills the room.

“Can’t you call Oikawa or someone to come un-jam the door?”

“Nope. That shithead’s in practice with the rest of ‘em, and I left my bag in the gym.” Iwa replies shortly, taking a seat on the opposite end of the bench before opening his water bottle. “I was supposed to be excused today, but I ended up stuck here with my favorite person.”

“My luck is immense right now.” You retort with a sarcastic chuckle, eyes widening when Iwa scoots down the bench so his muscular thigh is just touching yours.

“Well, on the bright side: I have you cornered to ask why you don’t like me and avoid me like I’m some kind of sickness.” Iwa shrugs, offering you his water bottle before lowering it at your deadpan stare. You hesitate before sighing, allowing him an inch of the truth.

“I don’t not like you. You’re just mean- do you know how many times Kindaichi comes to me with tears in his eyes?”

“Hm.”

You huff, wanting to go hit on the door to catch someone’s attention before Iwa moves to crouch in front of you, causing your breath to hitch at the proximity and a involuntary heart beat to sound in your ears.

“I can be a lot meaner.”

“Stop joking around.”

“Am I joking?” You bite your lip when Iwa’s face nears even closer, his head tilting as you panic, grabbing the towel he had been drying his hair with and throwing it over his head. He frowns, wondering if he had actually made you uncomfortable with his little prank, before deciding to back off-

Iwaizumi scoffs, lifting the white material only for onyx eyes to widen at the sight of your flushed cheeks and furrowed brows, expression one of-

“Y/N-! oh. Oh crap-am I interrupting?”

The sound of Kindaichi’s voice had you pushing off the bench to race past your cousin and out the door, Iwaizumi still blinking at the spot where you had sat before he rises to his feet, lips twitching into a hint of an amused half-grin.

He ignores Kindaichi’s inquiries of what happened as he throws the towel over his shoulder, the sight of your flushed cheeks filling his mind as he huffs through his nose in disbelief at what he had discovered.

“Oi Kindaichi.”

“Y-Yes, senpai?”

“Give me your cousin’s number, will ya?”

Kuroo

“This is not happening-”

“Y/N-”

“Out of all people! It had to be you-”

“First of all, rude-”

“God, why couldn’t it have been Kenma? I’m going to kill Lev for making me come in here to get his shitty shoes-”

“Kitten-”

“Don’t kitten me!” You stop pulling on the door to turn on an amused Kuroo, who whistles lowly as he adjusts the towel around his waist. He runs a hand through his slightly damp hair as he opens one of the locker doors, turning his head to offer you a lazy grin as he does so, arm resting on top of the door.

“Relax. We’re not stuck in here, someone’s bound to come eventually.” He takes out a shirt and his school pants, glancing at you with a glint in his feral eyes. “And I’m gonna get dressed, so stop acting like the world is ending, sweetheart. You can watch if you-”

“Pass.” You turn to face the wall with heat in your cheeks, Kuroo’s chuckle annoying in your ears as you resist the urge to groan. You touch the wall with your forehead as a steady beat sounds in your chest, wondering why it had to be him.

“That wall isn’t the cleanest, babe.”

You flinch at the whisper that tickles your ear, Kuroo stepping back on instinct when you turn on him with that same smug look that you-

“Why do you hate me again? Just because Lev tells you I’m a little mean-”

“An absolute monster.” You correct, glaring at him as you put an arm out to distance yourself.

Kuroo’s grin only widens, hand reaching out to rest on the wall-space next to your head as he leans a little closer.

“Oh? And why does this pretty kitty believe him?”

“I...” You stand your ground, not breaking eye-contact as you pray he can’t see the heat tickling your cheeks and ears as your arm wavers. “I don’t. Stop flirting with me like all the others-”

“You think I pay attention to the other girls?” Kuroo’s eyebrows rise in amusement at your words as you blink in surprise, lips beginning to tremble.

“T-Then you’re trying to tell me I’m the only girl you pay attention to?”

“Would it be that big of a surprise?” Kuroo leans a little closer until his lips are by your ear, causing you to involuntarily shudder as your body betrays you. “It’s hard not to, you know?”

“Shut up.” You find strength in your legs and voice again as you shove him lightly, Kuroo merely catching one of your wrists as he grins at the fact that you seemed to be responding to his advances well. The blush on your cheeks only making him continue as his hazel eyes brim with seriousness.

“Kitten, do I have to spell it out for you?” Kuroo’s grip on your wrist tightens ever so slightly as the clean scent of him fills your nose, hazel eyes glinting as he takes in your now embarrassed expression from mere inches away.

“You’re always the prettiest one in the room.”

Your arm falls to your side completely as Kuroo takes the opportunity to rest a hand on your waist, his other hand going to cup your jaw as his breath ghosts over your lips-

“Y/N I CAME TO RESCUE YOU-!”

Lev stumbles through the jammed door dramatically, and you shove Kuroo away as you glare at the captain heatedly, gritting your teeth at the fact that you almost fell for it.

“Please don’t mess with my head, Tetsurou.”

Kuroo’s calls for you to come back fall on deaf ears as Lev looks between his captain and your retreating figure in wonderment, wondering what the hell was going on before a sinister-sounding chuckle fills the damp locker room.

“S-stop bullying my little cousin-!”

“Lev.” Kuroo turns his head as a shiver runs down his junior’s spine, Kuroo running a hand through his hair in an agitated manner as all teasing tendencies from before washed away. “Go. Make sure she gets home okay.”

The captain sighs as his own forehead touches the wall where yours had, a soft disbelieving scoff slipping his lips as the sound of Lev’s steps fade down the hall.

“I wasn’t messing with your pretty little head, Y/N.”

Tsukishima

“I feel like you did this on purpose.”

“Don’t flatter yourself.” You bite back as Tsukishima scoffs from behind you, and you turn slightly to cast a slight glare to the laid back blonde as Tsukishima scratches the back of his neck boredly. “Would it kill you to help me?”

“It’s locked. What can we do? You’re wasting strength.”

“Right, we have to use my upper body strength because I forgot you don’t have any.” You smile sweetly before breaking into a yawn, Tsukishima narrowing his eyes at you before pushing you slightly to the side.

“Move. I’ll be the one to open this damn door.”

“For someone who seems really calm you get riled up really easily.” You grin through slightly teary eyes from your yawn as Tsukishima makes the smallest effort at tugging the handle before turning to you.

“We’re stuck.”

“Oh are we?”

Tsukishima rolls his eyes as you take a comfortable seat against the lockers, sitting on the floor before groaning. “I can’t believe neither of us have our phones.”

“You’re a teenage girl, why are you without it?”

“Very good observation, Tsukki!”

“Don’t call me-”

“Anyways, Tsukki.” You cut him off, mock-cheeriness filling your voice as you bring your knees to your chest. “I came here to drop off Kageyama’s books for his homework tonight, so I left my phone in my classroom.”

“Funny way of saying you wanted to see me shower. That floor’s disgusting, by the way.”

“Bite me.” You yawn again, causing the blonde to lean against the jammed door while glancing at you, rubbing his fogged eyeglasses with the bottom of his practice shirt.

“Why do you look like you’re about to pass out?”

“Stop pretending to act like you’re interested.” You mumble, leaning your head on your crossed arms that rested on your knees. “But if you must know, I had exams today and ran soley on caffeine to get through them. I think the crash is hitting me.”

“Don’t die on our locker room floor, that’d be a pain to clean up.”

“Awe, your concern for me is the sweetest.” You quip, fighting the urge to close your eyes. “Just wake me when someone comes, will you?”

Tsukishima says nothing as he sees you beginning to nod off, cursing when you almost fall too far forward, his legs jutting out to cover your forehead and keep you steady when you’re fast asleep.

“Troublesome woman.” The blonde’s eyes narrow as he takes a seat next to you, carefully setting your head down on his shoulder as he rolls his eyes at the obvious heartbeat in his ears.

“Why did it have be you, anyways?” He whispers, brushing some hair out of your face before leaning his head back against the locker. Had it been anybody else, he would have been on the other side of the locker room, maybe even waiting it out in the showers-

so why did it have to be you?

“Tsukki.” You shift in your sleep, still halfway out of it as he merely hums in response, still acting disinterested until you cuddle your cheek into his shoulder, causing the blonde to tense up at the contact.

“You’re not a total bastard.”

Tsukishima can’t help the small smirk that overtakes his lips as he finds himself forgetting that every day seemed to be a challenge of who would confess first, praying that your even breaths signalled you were asleep again as he allows a ghost of a smile to grace his lips.

His hand slips into his sweats pocket as he wonders if he should feel guilty, taking his phone out as the screen lights up.

“And I suppose you’re not the worst choice of girl to like.”

Akaashi

“You’ve been at it for fifteen minutes.”

“Okay first of all- you’re creepy for keeping track.” You respond to the setter as Akaashi continues to absent-mindedly dry his hair with a towel, watching evenly as you finally give up before leaning your back against the jammed door.

“I’m sorry you’re stuck in here with someone you don’t like.” Akaashi mentions as he sets the damp towel down, frowning as he keeps a safe distance away from you. You bite your lip, guilt flooding your system as you mentally curse at how things turned out: Akaashi Keiji assuming you hated him and you having to go along with it to save face.

“I-It’s not just that.” You mumble, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “I don’t do well in confined spaces.”

“Is...is there anything I can do?”

“As if you could help.” You laugh a little sarcastically, chest panging when Akaashi backs down quietly, and you mentally wish that you hadn’t taken Konoha’s request of coming into the boy’s locker room to grab his forgotten gym bag.

“I don’t hate you.” The words rush out before you can stop them, and you curse that you weren’t able to handle Akaashi’s dejected expression.

But you feared if he knew the real reason-

“Then...why do you always leave the room when I enter it?” Akaashi stands, and you gulp when he begins to approach you. “I respect your space, but how come you told Bokuto that you can’t stand being around me?”

“Why do you care?” You manage to laugh. “I’m a nobody to you, Akaashi.”

Before the setter could respond, you begin to have trouble controlling your breathing, Akaashi just managing to catch you before you could collapse as blue-green eyes widen when you stumble to regain your balance.

“I-I’m fine-!”

“You’re not.” Akaashi scolds, carefully setting you down on the floor gently as you take deep breaths in through the nose and exhaling through the mouth. “What can I do-?”

“Stop! Just quit being so damn nice all the time!” The words burst out before you can realize them, putting some distance between the two of you as the confinement of the locker room makes you laugh a little hysterically.

“You make me have all these damn feelings for you when you’re just nice to everyone. That’s just who you are.” Your eyes brim with unshed tears. “That’s why I can’t be your friend, Akaashi! Not when I’m in-”

“Sh.” Akaashi tugs on your wrist as your eyes widen when he pulls you into his chest. The dark-haired boy digs his face into your neck, holding you tightly as the confinement of the room suddenly begins to fade away, the tightness in your chest relieving to allow a new emotion to take place.

“You were never a nobody to me, Y/N. When you stopped being my friend I wondered for days why you would just suddenly hate me...”

His hold tightened as a few tears slip your widened eyes, his voice falling to a hush in your neck.

“I’m sorry I never noticed. I’m sorry, so just be with me from now on, okay?”

“I-I already told you-”

“Not as my friend.” Akaashi cuts you off, thumb wiping at your eyes kindly as he pulls back gently to brush your nose with his. “Be with me as someone more than that.”

Akaashi smiles softly as your breathing evens out, tugging you into his chest even more as you smile as a new kind of tear runs down your cheek.

“I missed you, Keiji.”

Unbeknowst to the two of you, Konoha and Bokuto touch knuckles from just outside the door, Konoha trying to be silent as possible as he twists the key to unlock the lock.

“I told you we should meddle!”

“Akaashi would absolutely kill us if he found out, Bokuto-”

The two stiffen as said setter flings the door open with your giggling form behind his back, darkness cascading the setter’s face as Bokuto chukcles nervously, Konoha whistling as he looks off to the side while throwing the key a good distance away.

“Funny seeing you here, Akaashi!”

“Whaaaat Y/N, what are you doing in there-”

“I hate both of you.”

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v-hope · 3 years

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omg the love confession no.3 w tae would be adorable 🥺

forgot to add the scenario but just hella tension between the two and a misunderstanding? sees y/n with someone else but she does it to get a reaction?

pairing: kim taehyung x reader

genre: fluff, slighttttt angst, f2l

word count: 1.5k

prompt: “I love you, okay? I love you!”

a/n: thank you so much for requesting! i feel like i’m still lacking when it comes to writing but i loved writing this. also, y/n didn’t do it to get a reaction out of him in this one but it still did the job lol. i hope you enjoy, love!

To say Taehyung was fuming was an understatement.

Never in his entire life would he have thought he’d be jealous of one of his hyungs. Not only that, but he would have never imagined the cause of that growing green monster inside of him would be you.

He should’ve seen it coming, though. After all, he had brought it upon himself.

Drawing his eyes away from you and focusing them on the rest of the people on the dorms to try and forget about the way you were ever so happily laughing with Yoongi at their homecoming little gathering, he found himself staring back at you not even three seconds later — his eyes locking with yours this time, as you had just looked his way as well.

And then you smiled. Sweetly, lovingly… the same way you had done with your eyes closed when he had kissed you the night before leaving for tour.

The same smile that had been quickly erased when he had panicked right after and told you to forget about it so the two of you could go on with your lives being the best of friends you had always been.

It was on him. He had been the one to ruin his chance with you. And so now, he had no right to feel jealous over you enjoying your night with his hyung.

But he did. Fuck, he did.

It was his first night back in Seoul after four long months and, instead of being attached to the hip to him like you always were, like he had been aching for you to all that time, you were right in front of him with someone else.

“Why the long face?” your voice brought him back to reality, having been so immersed in his own feelings that he had missed the way you had excused yourself to Yoongi and walked over to him instead.

Taehyung didn’t answer, a shrug of shoulders being all you got from him instead.

“Are you mad at me or something?” you wondered.

He bit the inside of his cheek, avoiding your eyes. “Why would I be?” his eyes travelled from Yoongi on the other side of the room to you. “It’s not like you’ve been ignoring me all night to hang out with hyung”.

Your jaw fell slightly open. “You’re serious right now?”

There it was again, another shrug instead of a proper answer.

“I literally spent nearly an hour next to you although you were barely even speaking to me and only went to talk to Yoon a few minutes ago”.

“Yoon” he mocked snarkily.

“Seriously, what is your problem?”

“You,” he hastily blurted out. “You are my problem”.

“Excuse me?”

Taehyung laughed under his breath, shaking his head in a way that showed no remorse whatsoever. “Don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about”.

“I really don’t?” your tone, although confused, became stronger.

“You and Yoongi hyung?” he raised one of his eyebrows.

“What about it?”

“Come on, Y/N” his eyes faintly squinted. “I see the way you’re laughing with him. And don’t think I don’t know about you guys talking on a daily basis while we were on tour”.

“So?” you crossed your arms over your chest. “He’s a good friend, I like talking to him”.

“Maybe a little too much” he bitterly pointed out.

You stayed silent, analyzing his factions and trying to figure out what the hell was going on and why on Earth was he making a scene over something so meaningless like you talking to one of his friends.

And the only conclusion you could come up with, you couldn’t believe. Yes, you two had kissed the night before he left. And yes, you had felt like your heart would explode right then. However, it was late at night, and you guys were sleepy… and the atmosphere was just right. He had let himself get lost in the moment —or so had he told you—, and he had made it very clear you guys were nothing but friends.

So, the way he was acting this very moment, seemed to have no ground whatsoever.

Unless…

“Is this about you fearing he’ll take your place as my best friend?” you asked what you thought the problem was. “Because if that’s the case, Taehy—”

“Fuck, Y/N” he threw his head back in frustration. “That’s not it at all!”

“Then?” you questioned.

This time, he was the one to stay silent — lips parting ever so slightly as he tried to find the courage to say what he was dying to, yet ended up saying nothing at all.

You shook your head in disappointment. “You know, I’ll just leave” your words caused his heart to skip a beat in utter panic. “Talk to me when you know the reason why you’re so upset over me talking to someone else”.

Watching you turn around and go get your jacket, saying a quick goodbye to all of the people present at the dorms before you headed to the door, he felt his chest hurt. And it was after you closed it right behind you when he finally snapped back, not letting another second go by before he ran to the front door as well.

“I know the reason” he blurted out before he could fully come out of the apartment.

You stopped in the middle of the hallway, hesitating for a few seconds before you turned around.

“What?”

“The reason” he repeated, closing the door behind him. “Why I am so upset over you being so close to Yoongi hyung, or to anyone else for that matter. I know it”.

That had seemed to catch your attention, taking one step towards him. “And what is it?”

Taehyung took in a shaky breath. He had kept his feelings to himself for too long now and had been stupid enough to deny them to you even after you had kissed him back. He needed to say it for once and for all.

“I love you”.

And so he did. In a whisper.

A whisper so low that it had not managed to reach your ears.

“What?” you asked once again, eyebrows furrowing as you took yet another step towards him.

Only it wasn’t necessary to be close to him in order to hear him anymore, for he earned up the courage to finally, confidently say: “I love you, okay? I love you!”

You gasped, feeling your heart beating so hard against your chest you might as well had just been running a marathon. “You’re joking”.

Taehyung sighed, biting his bottom lip as he made his way over to you — feeling his heart ache when you took a step back from him. “I have never been more serious in my life” he stated. “I love you, Y/N”.

“And what it took for you to realise it was me talking to someone else? Because let me tell you, Taehyung, that is—”

Your words were cut off by his soft lips gently pressing on yours, the same way they had done four months ago. The same way that had taken your breath away and forget about the world.

“What it took for me to realise was kissing you back then” he murmured, wet lips brushing faintly against yours.

You shook your head in disbelief, an almost inaudible scoff escaping your mouth. “That is bullshit. You said you had got caught up in the moment and that you didn’t want our friendship to change because of it”.

“I was stupid” he was quick to admit. “Kissing you felt so good, so… right. I panicked. You’re my best friend, I was going on tour the next day, I…”

He sighed, sheepishly shaking his head as he did not know what else to say, how else to explain he had just been an idiot to deny his obvious feelings for you back then.

You, on the other hand, bit the inside of your cheek as you silently stared at him, trying to understand his motives and, more importantly, trying to figure out whether he was being genuine or not.

When you decided he was, you smiled sweetly. “You’re an idiot”.

“I know” he mumbled with lowered head.

“And I should be so mad at you right now for making me feel so shitty when you said those things right after we kissed”.

“I know”.

“Because I love you, too”.

“I kn—”

His eyes snapped up to fix on yours, searching on them for any kind of a cruel joke being displayed on them. “What?”

“I won’t say it again” you warned him.

He bit his bottom lip. “So you and hyung…”

“I told you, we’re just friends” you rolled your eyes. “Am I not allowed to have other friends?”

“You are” he nodded, taking your hands in his and pulling you closer — just enough so he could press his forehead on yours. “Just not ones you love the way you love me”.

You shoved him away in annoyance, only to be pulled right back to him. “You are insufferable”.

“Yet you still love me” he laughed lightly.

Shaking your head as an amused smile curved up the corners of your lips, you didn’t have time to neither agree nor deny his cocky statement when his mouth was back on yours.

After all, all it took for him to know his feelings were reciprocated, were your lips moving against his and your hands wrapping around his neck.

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stayarmytinyzenmoa-l · 2 years

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There's so much going on in that fic I haven't given you all my daily dose of Prominence ramblings so consider if (Y/N) wears glasses that leaves Yangyang as the only bad bitch who could see in NCThree so now imagine the trio going out and (Y/N) and Mark being too lazy to read anything and making Yangyang do it

Alternatively Yangyang flexes that he's the only one with decent vision and... omg wait

"(Y/N), you have one of those glasses cleaning cloths?" Mark poked his head into your room and you pointed at your desk drawer.

"Yang, can you hand me my glasses?" You held your hand out and he grabbed them from your desk.

"Wow, I never really thought about it but you both have pretty shitty eyesight, huh," Yangyang laughs while he looks at the thickness of your lenses. He stood in front of you.

"What?"

"I am your vision," he smiles. You thought about it for a second. "Get it?"

"... OH CUZ YOU'RE IN WAYV AND IT MEANS WE ARE YOUR VISION!" You snapped your fingers and you both laughed at the not-actually-that-funny joke. "Now give me back my glasses."

"No."

#crys talks #prominence

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studying-for-my-future · 3 years

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First Thinspo Imagine

Topic: You get picked on at your current job, quit after enough, and see an old coworker months later

Today was another slow day at work at the hotel you were working at, and you were just about ready to clock out. “Hey y/n!” you hear a voice say from behind you. Shit, I was too slow. You turn around to see one of your coworkers standing there with a smirk on her face.

“I thought that was you, I just couldn’t tell for sure because of how bloated you look today. Ever think about losing a couple pounds? It might make everything about you easier on the eyes.” Her mocking laugh was almost as harsh as her words.

I just want to get out of here, I’m sick of being constantly mocked by her. She’s always poking fun at me. She laughs when I try to lose weight and laughs when I don’t, there’s no in-between. You started to see only red as you listened to her laugh, hearing others chime in. That’s it, I’m done. I can’t take this daily torment anymore.

You decided to just walk away at that point. You clocked out and walked up to your shift manager. “I’m done. I can’t do this. Everyone here is beyond toxic at this point, so take your shitty crew and shove it.” Taking in your anger, she meets your eyes. Panic washes over you as you think about how pissed she’d probably be. What the hell did I just say? I need to apologize. “I’m so-” You start, but she cuts you off.

“ You don’t need to apologize. I haven’t worked this shift before as I was just transferred, but you gotta do what you gotta do, right? I’m upset at the tone you used yes, but I see where you’re coming from.” As you looked at her, she took her time card, swiped it, and called her supervisor.

“Hey, I’m done. I don’t like the way most of this crew treats the others, and they don’t listen to me at all. I don’t care if this is my first day as this shift manager or not, find someone else.” She hangs up while looking at you and smiling. “I just got another job this morning and should’ve done that sooner. Let’s go!” You leave the building with her just thinking about everything.

Just as you were about to get in your car, you hear the supervisor behind you. “Hey, we should definitely hang out sometime, we’re pretty much the same age anyway right? I’ll text you when I get home.” She gets in her seat and drives away. Holy shit, that was...what? Did someone as pretty as her just ask me to be her friend? OMG YESSS!!!

~AFTER WORK~

You get home, walk in your parents house as you were only 17 and couldn’t move out quite yet, and go up to your room. Your phone goes off as you sit down, and it’s your supervisor! Well, technically your ex-supervisor. Hey, I just got home. I was wondering if maybe you’d want to make plans to hang out? It could be so much fun!

“Holy shit” you say aloud, rereading it to make sure you weren’t going crazy and it was actually happening. You decide on what you want to reply with. Hey, yeah sure, that sounds good. Should we head to the gym together maybe?

Oh gosh, what if she says no? Why’d I suggest the gym, I don’t even have a membership. Your phone goes off again with a response. Sure! What about the one over on the corner about 10 mins from the hotel? I have a membership there, and I’m allowed to bring someone with me. We could meet up in half an hour. That’s perfect!

That sounds like a plan then. I’ll meet you there. What should I wear? I don’t look good in anything right now. Well...how about this hoodie and these sweatpants? They’re not tight and they’ll hopefully work.

~AT THE GYM~

As you arrive at the gym, you walk in and see her waiting for you. She runs over to you and starts talking. “Hey! I figured after before you might still be mad at the ex-coworkers. Working out is a good stress reliever.” You nod in agreement as the both of you walk up to the counter to check in.

“Hey, I’ve got a membership here, this is my card. I’m bringing a friend today, she’s right here.” The receptionist looks you up and down, hands back the card, and says “You’re sure? She doesn’t look like she’s ever been in a gym before.” You look down in embarrassment, feeling your face heat up. “I’d like to speak to your manager really quickly before I go in please. Now.” Your friend says. “Sure thing, I’ll go get her right away then.”

Great, another person that thinks I’m fat. I’m going to workout and lose all of this weight. I’ll become the skinniest person out of everyone.

The manager walked out and went to your friend to talk. “Hello, is everything alright here? My employee said you’d like to speak to me?” “Yes, I did. This employee insulted my friend by criticizing her choice to come here and was extremely rude about it.” “Excuse me?!” The manager turns to the employee. “You’re fired. This isn’t the first time I’ve heard things like this, but I wanted to give you the benefit of the doubt. I want you to apologize, then go back and get your things.” She turns back to us “I apologize. I’ll give you both a free lifetime membership to our gym, and I hope you come back!”

The employee walked out without apologizing, but you weren’t really bothered. Things like this always happened. Both your friend and you walked into the gym and started using the equipment.

~THREE MONTHS LATER~

Things have actually been looking up for you lately. You got an apartment with your friend and turned 18 about a month ago. Looking in the mirror, you see a girl with collar bones visible, a thigh gap, sharp bony shoulders, and abs. You were tiny. As you stepped on the scale, you couldn’t believe it. You’d lost over 50lbs in the past 3 months by working out and cutting out sugars and different breads, which means you hit your goal weight of 93lbs. Just eating cleaner in general helped you.

There was an outfit hanging in your closet that you’d gotten for your 18th, but it hadn’t fit at the time. Putting on the XS long sleeved shirt, the size S skinny jeans, the necklace you’d gotten….it looked so good together. Your hair that you’d been growing out for about 3 years now (only getting it trimmed every now and then) was past your waist. Putting your hair into a high ponytail, you decided something. Maybe I’ll head to the café near here today. I haven’t been there before, so why not?

Going downstairs to get ready the rest of the way, you see that your friend doesn’t have work today. “Hey, I’m gonna head to the café that’s close by, you want to come? It’s not that long of a walk, maybe 15 mins.”

“Yeah sure, why not? Are you wearing makeup today? Something seems different about you, but I can’t put my finger on it.” “I’m really just happy today. I don’t really wear makeup, it clogs my pores really bad when I try.” She nods and you both head out the door and have a relaxing walk.

~AT THE CAFE~

You both walk in the door and smell the fresh coffee and the baked pastries. The smell was so nice even if you wouldn’t be getting any food today, only coffee. Your friend taps your shoulder and motions for you to look over at one of the tables. It’s your old coworkers! At first you want to shrink into yourself and leave, but then you remember that you hit your goal weight and have no reason to be so insecure about what they might say.

The both of you get your coffee and, as you’re about to walk back to the apartment, you hear a familiar voice behind you. “Hey! Y/n.” Slowly turning around, you make eye contact. This time though, it’s different. You keep your head high instead of looking at the ground right away, and you don’t back down. “Yes? Can I help you?” “Well, we saw you and wanted to say that you look good. Sorry that we were so horrible back then, can we be friends?” “Hmmm, I don’t think so. There’s a lot of things you said and now you only want to be friends with me because of how I look. I don’t want fake friends like you guys, sorry.” You walk out and head back to the apartment with your friend, both of you laughing at how the encounter had gone.

Everything seems so much better, and you feel so much more confident now that you lost weight. There’s nothing stopping you from being yourself anymore. You feel...cute. And it’s a term you’re no longer afraid to associate with yourself.

#thinspo #thiinspo #thinsp0 #thinsppi #tinsp #anaimagine #ana imagine #not pro just using tags #thinspro #eating disorder imagine #ugw imagine #gw imagine

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kekozume · 3 years

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ajokeformur-ray · 5 years

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omg could you write something where reader gets jealous of arthur? love your written btw

anonymous asked: can you please do an imagine with arthur fleck/joker x reader where they’ve been together for awhile but once the reader starts noticing his descend into becoming joker she also notices his new infatuation with sophie? 🖤🦋

IMPLIED NSFW AT END. Swearing. Lighthearted fluff.

Word count: 1, 782 (I am incapable of writing short things omg)

Stop primping honey you’re perfect omgggg

“Hey, Arthur!”

Arthur stopped mid sentence in telling you about his day to turn and look at Sophie. She was stood at the end of the hall, a friendly smile on her face. The answering smile that lit Arthur’s face was usually the one that he reserved for you; the one that deepened the crow’s feet at the corners of his eyes and made the dimples in his cheeks a little more pronounced.

“Hey!” His eyes dipped as he looked near Sophie’s knee height and the smile on his face widened even further. You felt a stab of jealousy twist in your gut. You did your best to brush it off, to push it down. Arthur was trying to communicate with Sophie. He was shy and awkward and he was doing his best to extend an olive branch in friendship to her. His daily efforts were admirable and his face took on a look of childlike innocence as he gazed at Gigi. “Hi, Gigi!”

Gigi had a nervous look on her round face as she shyly waved at Arthur before her bravado left her and she hid behind Sophie, shuffling backwards.

Sophie laughed, put her hand on Gigi’s head. “Okay, come on, baby. We gotta get you to bed.” Sophie gave you a friendly smile and nodded her goodbye to Arthur before she made her way further down the hall, her heels clicking harshly in the empty corridor; they sounded much louder with no other noise to block them.

You eye rolled as Arthur stood there with the smile frozen on his face. He waited until the door to Sophie’s apartment clicked shut and then he turned, slender fingers tucking some errant strands of hair behind his ears. You let yourself into the apartment, holding the door open for Arthur. You didn’t smile when he brushed his body deliberately against yours as a way of reminding himself that you were still real, still there. You just set about shedding your damp coat, toeing off your shoes, and sorting yourself out.

You barely looked at Arthur.

At first, he thought nothing of it. Sometimes you liked to be quiet and the peaceful stillness of your bodies and minds that occurred in moments like those were so priceless to Arthur. It reminded him that he didn’t had to try to be or do anything, that he was allowed to simply exist and be and that you were safe together in this cramped but cosy apartment.

It was only when he tried to kiss you on the cheek and you ducked out of the way, still irrationally annoyed, did he realise that something was wrong.

“Y-Y/N?” A crease between his brow. Arthur tilted his head so that he could look you fully in the face, but you refused to meet his eyes. “Did I do something wrong?”

You paused. Took a deep breath. In, out, let it go… Shook your head. “No. You didn’t do anything wrong.” Despite the way you meant to sound comforting, your words came out flat and consequently went unheard by Arthur. He pressed you for information and you knew you had to tell him. There was no getting out of this one.

“Then why can’t I kiss you?” Arthur’s voice was quiet, gentle. The crease in his brow was becoming deeper the more confused he became, and you could tell that he wasn’t allowing himself to feel hurt or rejected until you answered his question. Sometimes miscommunications arose easily between you and both of you made concerted efforts to keep emotions out of the equation until the situation was fully understood. Your relationship had more challenges in it than most, but fuck did you fight hard for what you had painstakingly built together.

You were tempted to kiss Arthur in that moment to show that he could kiss you, you weren’t really mad, just… jealous. But you also knew that kisses to Arthur were happy, full of joy and love and you kissing him right now wouldn’t be well received because he would think that you had done it out of obligation; that you didn’t really want to kiss him but you were doing it to keep him quiet. You knew Arthur well enough to know that if you kissed him now, you would do irreparable damage to your relationship. Even when you were feeling less than positive did you have to be so very mindful of Arthur and the way that his damaged brain worked.

He was never more than one wrong moment away from distancing himself from you, though by no means were you ever walking on egg shells; no, you loved him so much that you always did what you could to look after him, even when you were the one who wanted to be looked after.

Arthur was the same, though - even if he had had a shitty day, even if his day had been so bad it had been all he could do to just get home, if he saw that you were having a bad day too did he put everything aside to look after you.

You had a relationship of give and take, of care and love, and sometimes you both had to put your own feelings aside in the same moment to care for the other. You didn’t mind though, you never could, because in looking after each other even when you didn’t want to were you able to care after your own selves; your relationship was so involved, so emotionally intimate and physically close, that even when you hadn’t spoken for hours were you able to stretch your fingers or your thoughts out and find the other already waiting with open arms and listening ears.

You sighed quietly, your annoyance slipping away already. You could never feel any negativity towards Arthur for any long stretch of time; you loved him too much. Part of you wondered if you had a healthy relationship together, but the larger side of you didn’t care. All you had was each other in the grand scheme of things, so why not throw yourself right in there? You were equally obsessed with each other and you both loved it. “You can’t kiss me because you smiled my smile at Sophie.” The words were out before you could stop them and you slapped a hand over your mouth, your eyes wide as you stepped away from Arthur, at the same time stepping away from the situation so you could just think and breathe and figure out why you were suddenly jealous over a simple greeting being exchanged in a corridor.

A pause in which neither of you breathed and you just stared at each other.

Then, a single hiccup turned into several hiccups. Hiccups turned to soft giggles and then… oh, and then, Arthur’s chuckles became long, raspy breaths as he laughed. It wasn’t a laughter filled with pain, discomfort or sorrow, anger or any of the usual reasons which caused him to laugh uncontrollably. No. No, Arthur was laughing because he was amused by your jealousy. Over him. Really, did wonders never cease? You smiled despite yourself at the way you had made him laugh. With happiness, amusement and disbelief.

You had made Arthur genuinely laugh and it almost made your jealousy, spiking hot through your body, worth it.

Almost.

“Oh, I’m so glad I amuse you!” You couldn’t have helped the smile tugging at your lips if you had tried. You didn’t. You could never stay mad at him for anything. He was just too cute. He was soft and kind and good and everything you had ever wanted in a life partner and he knew it. He knew how loved and cherished he was and moments like this proved any acidic thoughts wrong; his negative thoughts had been less prominent in the time that you had been together but he still had them. Still did they reign with an ice cold grip over his battered heart but you were always there with heated kisses and warm, gentle hands to chase them away.

Arthur tried to stop his laughter, mirth making his green eyes glitter, but he couldn’t help himself. He laughed out loud, not bothering to clamp a hand over his mouth to muffle the beautiful sounds he was making. This wasn’t the kind of feeling he had been taught to hide, to be ashamed of. No, this was… this was sheer joy and he wanted to let himself feel it for as long as it was there.

You stood there and watched him, taking the time to just look. He was fucking beautiful. Even that word didn’t seem to quite cut it. He was exquisite, a delicacy to be truly savoured, a book to be opened and read carefully, your eyes taking in each word with the intent of taking your time. A mystery to be never fully explained. You remained convinced that he was not of this world; the citizens of Gotham were cruel, underhanded and arguably more demonic than demons. They were cold and brash and cared nothing for the people they had to step on - usually literally - in order to get to where they wanted to go but Arthur… Arthur was so innocent. He had a childlike wonder about the world and no matter what it did to him did he seem to bounce back. He was so strong.

Arthur bit on his lip as laughter turned to hiccups and finally he hummed to himself, love all over his face. He stood there, chest heaving slightly with the force of his expression, and there must have been something on your face because he stepped forward, grabbed your face in both hands and pressed his lips to yours. There was none of his usual endearing shyness, with his eyes wandering over your face as he wondered if he dared to kiss you. There was only certainty as he kissed you, his lips hot and hard against yours as he took what he wanted, what you both wanted: the knowledge that you were in love and together and nothing would ever change that.

“How about we show Sophie who I belong to, hm?” There was a quiet undertone of something in Arthur’s voice that made your stomach clench in anticipation and you wound your fingers in his hair, pulling lightly at the strands as you nodded your consent against his lips.

You didn’t know where this confidence had come from, but as a dark shiver tingled down your spine and you pressed yourself into Arthur, eager for everything he would give you tonight, you couldn’t deny that you liked it.

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seo changbin x reader— enemies to lovers, diss track au! fluff & angst

a/n: ok there were some points where i felt iffy but i LOVE this idea and omg i love this sm im 🥺

in your seventeen years of living, you never enjoyed the number of comparisons your parents made between you and the boy next door.

he was just a few years older than you were, always mocking you for still being underaged and leaving you to spit out bullshit such as “im 18!! if you count the time i spent in my mother’s womb!”

it’s like he purposely did it to rile you up, but of course you got him back everytime. changbin being the most “popular music major” at school made him very much secretive and since you two knew each other from a young age, you were his weakness. you held his secrets, his past. that’s what made you powerful in this relationship stirred up from hate and jealously.

that, and your ability to compose amazing music.

it was another day at the school’s music studio. the professor understood you and changbin had some sort of misunderstanding so it was a priority that you two never shared a room, but mistakes happen i suppose.

you sat on the black leather chair, rocking it back and forth as you found yourself lost in your thoughts. “what should i write this song about...” you thought to yourself, chewing a pen cap between your lips.

you replayed the music over and over again. it was beautifully composed and you were quite impressed with yourself, however it didn’t hit the voices nor the raps of any music majors so you decided to call it a draft.

your cursor lingered towards the “draft” button before the door could burst open, revealing a boy in his usual black tee, sweats and shoes.

“get out” you said with a stern voice, eyes focused on the screen as you could already tell who it was

“geez... okay okay. what are you working on dumbass?” he said, resting his hands on the headrest of your seat as you stared at the screen

“it’s none of your business changbin” you remarked, clicking the draft button before the track could auto-play

you quickly rushed to pause the song before changbin could grab your wrists, staring at the blank page who’s title matched the title of the track

“some shitty music this is” he smirked, slamming the pause button so hard it made you jump in your seat

“try listening to your own music” you said, shoving him to the side and hiding your lyric book

changbin grabbed the desk behind him to regain balance, hurrying over to you as he grabbed the book in your hand

“what’s this? hmm? your love songs about me?” he smirked

your pretend-gagged in your mouth, grabbing the book from his hand and slapping his arm with it.

“stop bothering me you prick!”

“stop bothering me you prick!! mehhh” he mocked, his voice in a high pitched tone as winced his eyes at you.

everyday went like this. was he destined to annoy you? destined to be the only fault in your life with no mercy. he just enjoyed the way you scrunched your nose, the way you punched his stomach, the way you kicked his shin. god, he loved making you angry and he loved seeing you struggle.

changbin dodged your book this time before you could wack him, and assuming he was done with his daily business you went back to your seat. forgetting everything that happened seconds ago before a sudden reminder could be heard tingling down your ear

“you know y/n, why can’t you just like me?” he asked, his finger teasingly caressing the side of your cheek

“every girl wants me, yet you... i just don’t get you” he continued, pointing at you to show how much “you stood out”

you rolled your eyes, not having any of it at the moment. but you had to admit it, your heart was beating out of your chest and something in you was telling you to go for it. he’s right there, just one inch away from his lips and you could-

“exactly, take a hint seo changbin. i can’t, and i won’t ever like you” you spat in his face, forcing him to seperate his hands from your heated cheeks.

“alright, alright chill” he said in a somewhat teasing voice, “but you know you want to be mine. ill make sure of it”

“me? with your cocky ass? bet”

“it’s not like i want to be with you either y/n” he said, leaning against the desk as you looked at you for any reaction. you were as still as a statue however, and this didn’t go unnoticed by changbin. in fact, he was a bit worried when he didn’t hear a response from you.

you simply blinked, your eyes drawn to the floor as his words transcript itself into your head. he never wanted to be with you, he never wanted to be with you.

“hey, y/n you good?” he said, nudging your shoulder a bit

you woke up from your sudden day dream before turning back to your computer and ignoring his presence as you always did. but changbin wasn’t finished, he pressed the play button to your recent track.

“stop it, i can’t figure out the lyrics to this yet” you said. changbin raised an eyebrow at your plain stated response before he could smirk

“ill help you out with that”

changbin waits for the beat to replay, his eyes looking directly into yours as he twirls your chair so you’re looking at nothing more than the “rap god of music school spearb”. your breath increases as you are forced to look at him in his place, where he paced back and forth thinking of lyrics before he could spit something out.

your eyes watched as changbin took over each beat, his hands moving around to fit syllables with notes and his eyes deadlocked on you to make sure you took down every word. yes, it was offensive. yes, it was beyond talented. yes, did he so fucking hot as he brushed his fingers through his hair, his eyes now on the roof as he tried to think of lyrics to continue. but what hit you the hardest was when he pointed out how cold-hearted you were in the middle of your rap.

to be clear, he said “hey y/n youre cold hearted, like elsa farted. ‘let it go’ when you’re around me,your period hasn’t started” (A/N: I AM SO SORRY SKSK I WANTED TO HAVE FUN WITH THIS LMFAOO)

these lyrics made you laugh at first, but when you realized what he meant it remained drilled in your head. as the song went on his lyrics become more and more serious, more and more meaningful. you sat back in your seat, not even paying attention to what he was saying. you just watched him. his every moment. you eyed him from top to bottom as your heart beat started to pace a little faster.

changbin poured his heart out in this moment. he wanted to let you know of these mixed feelings he was having. i mean, geez y/n, why were you always such a bitch to him? for no fucking reason? that’s why he decided to ignore his own feelings and bully you for now on. you hated him anyways. but as the song went on, he was tired of rapping about your imperfections (that he tried so hard to make up). he wanted to confess his love in words you could understand, and now that he had your attention he focused on doing just that. only until the music could stop.

“y/n... y/n? you pressed the pause button”

you turned around to find your elbow on the space bar. “oh.. oh! my bad i’m... oh what am i saying” you muttered to yourself before turning to him.

“get out!!” you said, standing up to push him out the door.

“okay, okay” changbin put both hands up in surrender

you shut the door in a hurry, your back slamming against it as you clutched onto your shirt. there was a burning pain there, it felt like your chest was collapsing upon itself. you never felt like this before. was it the fact that he was rapping about you? was it the insults? did it offend you THAT much? you rolled your eyes, your back slowly sliding down until your body met the floor as you finally met a steady heartbeat.

“it’s cause i like you, fucking idiot. and you call me cold-hearted?” you said, thinking back on his lyrics.

“we’ll see about that”

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a smug expression fit your mood as you walked down the halls, each step pulling you closer to lordseochangbin music school’s courtyard. changbin and his “rap” friends typically hung out around there and girls crowded them in awe of their looks.

your dark eye circles drooped down low, you spent all night in distress. did he not like you? he liked you? his words hurt your petty heart, to say the least. you wanted to come up with excuses to answer this burning feeling. what was this feeling?

it came down to feeling confused, amazed, happy, heartbroken. they all seemed jumbled up and all you could think about was throwing it into words. all night you focused on your new diss track dedicated to the one and only seo changbin. you wanted to show him you weren’t just bitching around when you said you hated him. you meant it. in all honesty you loved him, and all he did was bully you around for it.

god, to call you a bitch like that? that hit different. you pushed through the mob of girls, standing confidently before changbin as he looked up from his laptop to see you.

“y/n...” he said, unconsciously handing his laptop to jisung to give you his attention. his hands rested on his knees before he could stand up, the crowd tensing around you

“god, here goes the typical y/n and changbin stand-off. power of the two rap lyrical writers” someone said behind you.

yes it was a typical scene, you and changbin causing scenes everywhere around campus. but this one felt different. this scene felt like it would leave a rough patch.

“changbin, just wanted to return what you gave me last night” the vagueness in your words threw everyone off, including changbin’s friends

“what? a good night lyrics to complete your song?” he smirked, taking a daring step towards you.

the close proximity made you stutter a bit before you could take out your laptop from your backpack and expose a rough draft, something you found on changbin’s drive

“wait.. isn’t that my draft music?” he asked, his eyes glaring at the screen before turning back to you

“exactly, now im gonna give you a piece of your own medicine”

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you slinged your backpack over your shoulder and you walked away from the crowd. god, that was embarrassing. it was different to say the least, the crowd cheered you on but their support didn’t matter. what mattered the most was the way changbin’s eyes glared at you the whole time. he didn’t bother to make out the words you were saying but he knew exactly what you were doing.

one thing changbin couldn’t get himself to realize was your motive? why were you literally spitting bars at his face?

he stared blankly as you left thinking not only did you attack his height, his rap style, and his skills-- you attacked his heart.

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the next day he never came around to your studio. to ensure you weren’t sharing this time you checked the schedule for the booked room everyday but you never found his name. you knew he was around because of the gossip about him and his new single with his mates, but you never saw him on campus.

when summertime came around you were excited to come home as well, hoping to see the same boy next door but you were more than heartbroken to find out the seo family had moved out. his absence was a daily reminder of the mistake you made. you should’ve confessed way sooner.

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a year passed before changbin could find himself backstage, his palms sweaty from the nervousness that had been piling over him these past few days. it was a small debut, but he knew every one of his fans were anticipating this.

you, on the other hand, had no idea what was going down until a group of girls jumped ahead of you in the lunch line.

“hey y/n! you didn’t hear about 3racha’s debut? i guess changbin was debuting first after all” the girl giggled. your mouth dropped at the sudden statement.

“changbin.. he’s..he’s debuting?!”

“yeah! his stage is tonight!” the other girl replied, “do you wanna join? i have an extra ticket”

you grabbed the palm of the girl’s hands, giving it a squeeze in gratitude. “wow, thank you. thank you dude”

“you welcome” the two girls smiled before you could exchange numbers.

today was the special day, huh? you thought to yourself. it was the day he always teased you about, the typical “just wait till i’m famous, then you’ll like me!” he always bragged

you laughed like an idiot just thinking about it.

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later that day you decided to pass some time on twitter, searching changbin in the small text box in order to get any information on his debut. luckily, the tag was filled with posts and articles about 3racha. you learned a couple things from this which explained so much about the past year. his disappearance: he was transdered into a popular company called jyp, which was the same company he was debuting in. the company building was also 200 miles away, which may have explained why the seo family had moved. it seemed all too coincidental however, but only left one spot blank in your unfilled answer sheet. why did he never say goodbye? (a/n: bruh “never say goodbye” is the lyrics to the stray kids ost that changbin helped write... anyways continue)

you jumped into a taxi with the two girls, all bubbly and giggly as you chit-chatted inside the car. the girls ensured you wore an outfit that was a bit out of your comfort zone, a red-shimmery bodycon dress that hugged your waist tight. your figure shined the most in this outfit, and earned the top topic in your conversation with the girls as you talked about the usual “where and how” you got your outfit.

200 miles, it took about two hours you supposed at the steady speed the taxi-driver went in. once two hours passed you couldn’t help but to ditch the conversation, a pit in your stomach slowly building as you anticipated changbin’s presence. what if he forgot about you? you thought about the question for a bit before concluding it would be best if he did forget about you.

you entered the club, finding a table nearby the stage. as the three of you got seated you noticed a face peek out behind the curtains. if it wasn’t the look on his face, god that look on his face. you could see his shocked expression as he looked at you eye-to-eye. he never expected to see you here, in fact it was the last thing that crossed his mind but instead of making him more nervous your presence made him feel more at ease, more at home.

three performances went by in a breeze, the crowd cheering on at certain parts that impressed even you. the lyrics were fun, having you jumping in your seat as swaying back and forth to the songs. but before you knew it the solo stages came on, changbin’s was up first.

the second he got on the stage his eyes scanned the crowd before they landed on you once again. a smug smirk fitted his face as the song started, chan and jisung looking over at changbin for the message that inspired the song lyrics.

“this one’s dedicated to the girl that broke my heart. there’s more to the story of course, and now that i think about it.. i think i should probably change my words up a bit” he laughed, taking chan and jisung by surprise before they could find you in the crowd as well.

“this song... it’s to the girl i loved.. and i hated the most. thank you for being there for me, whether you wanted to or not. thank you for.. dealing with my bullshit. for being my motivation and inspiration. you mean so much more than you’ll ever know, this one’s to you”

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three minutes later you found yourself crying in the bathroom corner. you couldn’t tell if it was tears of joy or sadness. small sniffles was all changbin heard in the tiny room before he could knock on the door

“y/n, can i come in?”

“you would still come in even if i said no” you replied in the midst of tears, trying to wipe some off with your hand

“you’re right” changbin replied as he allowed the door to open by itself. he ran to you in a heartbeat, getting you on your feet and wiping the small droplets on your cheeks

“now why is my babygirl crying right now?” he laughed, leaning down to lock eyes with you

“did you really have to address me as babygirl?! seriously, you pervert!” you slapped his chest as you continued crying “i’m only three years younger, THREE” you pointed three fingers out as he softly grabbed your wrists, pulling you closer

“ it was all i could think of in the moment, i’m sorry love”

“i mean if i was there to help you-”

“are we seriously going to argue right now” changbin interrupted, resting his forehead against yours. there it was. your heart doing that funky thing again. god your brain cells were just squirming in disgust.. this feeling of excitement, love, yuck! it was disgusting! you thought. but deep down, you really loved seo changbin. with every breath you could never take back the fact that you loved seo changbin.

“no...i just missed you so much” you mumbled, a stutter in the midst as you could feel changbin’s hot breath with the close proximity

“then will you shut up and let me kiss you now? please?” he whispered, his hands cupping your cheeks before you could nod in approval

“did you brush your te-”

“i said shut up” changbin said with a smile before your lips could meet with his. you immediately fell into his hands, yours wrapping around his broad shoulders as he picked you up by your waist. your thighs met the cold stone counter-top of the bathroom, changbin fitting in between your legs as you pulled him in for another kiss. changbin leaned back to meet your eyes again, “you know how long i’ve been waiting to do that?” he gasped, trying to catch his breath

“im sure you can write a song about it” you chuckled

changbin looked at the mirror behind you before turning around to find his bags on the floor. “actually....”

he leaned down to find his laptop inside. “i kinda already did?”

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