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A Film By Peter Parker

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Synopsis: Peter gets back into making little videos once the two of you start hanging out

warning: extreme 2017 homecoming era nostalgia

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Of course he went for Liz.

Liz was the ingénue. She was perfect in every possible way. Perfect grades, perfect face, and the perfect boy pining after her. You’d been crushing on Peter since the third grade but with Liz around, he never noticed you.

But Liz was gone now. She had moved to Oregon following her dad’s arrest and taken Peter’s feelings for her with her. Now that she was gone, you decided it was time to stop pining after Peter from afar and start pining from up close. And so, when you walked into the cafeteria that day, you didn’t sit at the end of the table like you usually did.

“Oh, hey.” Peter smiled in surprise when you sat down next to him. Smiling was good. Smiling meant he wasn’t creeped out by you sitting so close. You gulped before giving him best smile back.

“Hi.”

“What are you doing here?” Ned asked, making Peter give him a look. You immediately regretted your decision and wished you’d just stayed in your usual spot.

“What do you mean? She always sits with us.” Peter pointed out.

“No, she always sits down there. She’s never actually sat with us before.” Ned replied and gestured to the end of the lunch table.

“Yes, but I’m sitting here today because I needed Peters help with the chemistry homework.” You said and put your chemistry notebook on the table. You knew you couldn’t just randomly sit with them without a reason, so you came prepared.

“Oh, for Mr. Eddie’s class? It’s easy. I’ll show you my notes.” Peter’s offered with a smile. You returned the smile as he pulled out his own notebook. It was a win/win for you since you actually needed help with the homework and it would start a conversation with Peter. While he was explaining the problem to you, you never once looked down at the notebook. You were too focused on the curve of Peter’s suspiciously long eyelashes, the longest you’d ever seen on a boy. Ned noticed the way you were staring his his best friend and frowned a little.

“Does that make sense?” Peter’s asked when he was done explaining.

“Yeah, it does. Wow, thanks Peter. It sounds so easy the way you explain it. I wish this stuff came as naturally to me as it does for you. You’re so smart.” You said as if you had listened to a single word he had said.

“That’s nice of you to say but I’m really not that smart. I just like chemistry.” He replied as he blushed from the compliment.

“Oh, come on. You’re the smartest guy I know. You’re the only one that answers questions in that class. And you always get them right. When Mr. Eddie asks if anyone has any questions, I don’t raise my hand because I don’t even know what I’m confused about yet.”

“That’s I feel in English. I can barely make it through the first line in a poem and you’re already going back and forth with Ms. Teague about Pindaric odes or whatever they’re called.”

“You listen to when I talk in English?” You asked with a soft smile.

“Of course I do.” Peter shrugged. “I always find the reading boring until you raise your hand and talk about how you interpreted it. You make it interesting.”

“I liked that book we read when the kids ate the other kids.” Ned said and interrupted the moment. Your smile dropped as you and Peter looked at him with disgust.

“The one with the flies-“

“We know.” Peter cut him off.

“Anyways, thank you for helping me with the homework. I’ve been stuck on it all week.” You said to Peter.

“Ugh. That’s been me with my paper for Mrs. Teagues class. And it’s due tomorrow.” Peter groaned.

“Oh, the analysis essay? I could help you with that.” You offered.

“Really? You’d help me?” Peter smiled in surprise.

“Yeah. I already wrote mine. It would be no problem.”

Ned was watching this back and forth conversation for a while until it clicked it in head. He gasped and slapped the table, making you and Peter look at him.

“Oh my God.” Ned said. “That’s why you’re sitting here. You have a-“

“Can I talk to you for a second, Ned?” You quickly cut him off when you realized where that sentence was going. Before Ned could even answer, you grabbed his arm and pulled him outside the cafeteria to talk in private.

“You like Peter!” Ned whispered harshly. You clamped your hand over his mouth and pushed him up against the wall.

“You need to keep your mouth shut.” You hissed. “Yes, I like Peter, okay? I’ve had a crush on Peter since middle school. He never noticed me when Liz was around but now that she’s in Oregon, I might finally have my chance. I don’t want to scare him off so just keep your mouth shut and let me handle this.”

You took your hand off Ned’s mouth and he started to gasp for air.

“Oh, please. Your nose wasn’t covered. You could breathe just fine.” You said with a roll of your eyes. Ned stopped pretended and straightened up.

“So you actually like Peter? For his personality?”

“Yes. Is that so hard to believe?”

“Kinda, yeah.” Ned admitted.

“I like everything about him. And I’m gonna tell him that. Just please, don’t say anything before I do. I’ll tell him when I’m ready.”

“Are you going to cast a love spell on him using a lock of his hair?” Ned whispered to you.

“What? No. Why would you even ask me that?”

“Because you’re a witch.” Ned said like it was obvious.

“I’m not a witch.” You groaned. “I just accidentally cackled that one time but it was only because I had phlegm in my throat.”

“Then about that time on the bus?”

“We’ve been over this. It was just a coincidence that that biker fell off his bike after I gestured with my hand. I didn’t move him with my mind.”

“And that one time in physics?” Ned narrowed his eyes.

“I still don’t know how that guys shirt caught on fire.” You shrugged. “It’s a mystery to me.”

“It caught on fire after he made fun of you for being a witch.” Ned pointed out.

“Maybe he was just standing too close to the flame.” You shrugged.

“He was standing in the doorway. There was no flame.” Ned reminded you.

“The magic of science.” You shrugged again.

“But what about that time-“

“Don’t bring up the nosebleed.” You whined.

“I am gonna bring up the nosebleed.” Ned hissed. “In sixth grade, our Spanish teacher got a nosebleed right after he told you to stop staring out the window and made everyone laugh at you. How do you explain that?”

“You’ve made your point, okay? Now are you gonna tell Peter or not?”

“Look, I’m not gonna expose your gross secret feelings, as gross and secret as they may be.” Ned sighed. “But Peter is still my best friend so I have to look out for him. I don’t want any spells cast on him.”

“That’s fine. There will not be any spells.” You held your your hands in defense. Just then, Flash walked by and laughed when he saw the two of you talking.

“Woah. What is this, the friendless loser convention?” Flash snorted.

“Shut up.” You snapped. Flash immediately tripped over his feet and fell to the ground, making Ned look at you with wide eyes.

“Witch!” He whispered harshly as he pointed a finger at you.

“Shut up. Let’s go back inside.” You rolled your eyes and pulled Ned back into the cafeteria.

Later that day, you met up with Peter in the library to go over your assignments. You started with his English essay and finished that within an hour before moving on to your chemistry homework.

“You can plug the numbers into your formula now using the method I taught you. And then you just solve for x.” Peter explained as you worked out a problem together.

“Hm. You make it sound so simple.” You sighed and leaned on your hand. Peter saw the way you were staring at him in his peripheral vision and felt his face heat up.

“It’s, uh, it’s pretty easy once you get the hang of it. I never liked the way Mr. Eddie taught it. I figured this out myself and it’s worked much better for me.”

“Thanks for helping me. You’re a good teacher.” You said and put your hand on his arm. Peter laughed shyly at the contact and cleared his throat.

“Thanks. And so are you. That was the best essay I’ve ever produced. I honestly worry she won’t believe I wrote it.”

“Well if she says anything, I can vouch for you. You put in good work on this essay. You deserve the credit.” You assured him, making Peter blush all over again. It occurred to Peter that he never realized how pretty you were. You’d been classmates since 3rd grade so he always looked at you as just another girl in his class. Now that you had his full attention, he didn’t feel like looking away.

“Thanks. I appreciate you helping me write it. I know it can be frustrating to work with me because of my dyslexia.”

“It’s no problem. And it wasn’t frustrating at all.” You shrugged. Peter smiled at felt better about how long it took him to write the essay.

“Thanks.” He said. You had successfully gotten him to spend time with you one on one but now you needed to commence the next phase in your plan which was to hang out in a non school related setting.

“Would you ever want to hang out socially?” You blurted.

“Like, and not do homework?” He asked. You nodded your head and he smiled before nodding as well.

“Yeah. Sure. I’d love to.”

“Cool. Me too.” You smiled. You hadn’t meant to blurt it out like that but it worked nonetheless.

“Does this weekend work?” He asked you.

“Yeah. What do you want to do?”

Hard cut to that weekend. You were on the subway with Peter and he had his phone out to record himself.

“Firts social hang out with a girl. A film by Peter Parker.” He said in a low voice before flipping the camera to face you.

“Staring me.” You smiled and waved to the camera.

“Are you sure you’re cool with me filming this?” Peter asked as he flipped the camera back to himself.

“Yeah, of course. The other ones you showed me were so cute. But why did it seem like there were so many missing parts? You were always talking about something cool that I didn’t get to see.”

“Uhhh, no reason.” Peter said and looked to the side. He had skillfully edited out any incriminating superhero activity that you were not ready to see yet.

“Well I like it. I feel like I’m on Modern Family.” You said and posed for the camera.

“Which family member would you be?” Peter laughed and zoomed in on you. With his phone blocking his face, he could shamelessly admire your face on his screen.

“Duh. Lily.”

“I can so see that.” He chuckled. The subway lurched suddenly and you both grabbed onto the pole, coincidentally putting your hands in top of each others.

“Oh, sorry. Our hands touched.” You laughed shyly.

“Oh my God. So romantic.” Peter joked, making you blush and look into his camera.

“Stop it.” You laughed and covered his phone with your hand. He laughed as well and put his phone away.

After learn you had never been, Peter decided to the Lego Store. He’d been hyping it up to you all week over text and now that it was finally happening, he hoped it impressed you. You walked in together and Peter heard you gasp.

“Big Lego Aladdin.” You gasped and ran to stand under the giant magic carpet and Aladdin made of Legos.

“That’s the first time I’ve ever heard that string of words come out of someone’s mouth.” Peter laughed and went to stand under it with you. You looked over at him and were surprised to see he was already looking at you.

“This is even better than you described it. You need to show me everything.” You said and excitedly shook his arm.

“I can do that.” He blushed and nodded his head towards some of the sets.

Peter took out his phone to film you as you looked at everything in the store. The way you were looking around like a little kid brought a smile to Peter’s face. He zoomed in on you and caught himself staring at you fondly through the camera.

“Come on. I haven’t even showed you the coolest part yet.” Peter said and brought you over to the build your figure own station. He laughed when you gasped again and started to excitedly rummage through all the pieces. Peter didn’t bring his phone out again until you had built each other.

“Show me what you made.” He laughed from the other side of the phone.

“Looks! It’s a little Peter. He has a backpack and a beaker.” You said as you proudly showed the camera the little Peter figure you had made.

“This is Y/n. I can’t believe I found the shoes you always wear.” He said as he filmed the figure he had made of you.

“You notice my shoes?” You asked with a smile. Peter didn’t catch it because he was too busy fitting the hands of your Lego figures together.

“Look. They’re holding hands.” Peter gasped.

“Aw.” You laughed. “Us on the subway.”

“We should give them some privacy. They might not want us to hard launch their relationship.” Peter said and put his phone away.

“You’re so cute.” You laughed without thinking about it. Peter looked up at you with rosy cheeks and you gulped when you realized what you said.

“I mean-“

“Come on. I wanna take you somewhere else.” He cut you off before you could explain. He brought you to Delmar’s and ordered his usual for you to split. You sat together inside and you tried your best to remain calm. You always wondered what Peter got up to when he wasn’t at school and now you were in one of his favorite places and eating with him.

“Okay, this is Y/n’s first time eating at Delmars since he reopened. Let’s get her reaction.” Peter said as he filmed you unwrapping the sandwich.

“Wait, why is it so flat?” You laughed and held the sandwich up.

“Oh, sorry.” He chuckled. “I forgot to warn you that he always squishes it for me. But you’ll like it. Trust me. It’s much better when it’s squished down real flat.”

“Well I’m glad I now know you like your sandwiches to be squished. I would not have expected that about you.” You said and took a bite of your half before giving him a thumbs up.

“Yeah? You like it?” He asked hopefully.

“I do. Your squishy sandwich was surprisingly good.” You admitted.

“Well, I’m very pleased to hear that.” Peter smiled and phone away. “So to make it even, you have to show me one of your favorite places next time we hang out.”

“Oh.” You smiled coyly. “I didn’t realize there would be a next time.”

“There better be. I had a lot of fun with you today. How come we’ve never hung out before?”

“I don’t know. I always wanted to but you were busy running around with Ned or staring at…” You trailed off and chose not to mention Liz in case he was still hung up on her.

“It doesn’t matter. I’m just glad we’re friends now.” You said instead.

“Me too. I’ve never had a girl friend.”

“What was that?” You said and started choking on your saliva.

“All my friends in my life were guys. It’ll be nice to have a female influence in my life.”

“Oh. Girl friend.” You smiled tightly.

You hung out another hour before taking the subway back to your respective apartments. Peter walked to you the front doors of you building and you had an awkward moment where you didn’t know if you should hug or not.

“We uh, we should probably get an ending for your film.” You said with a timid smile.

“Oh, right. Thats a great idea.” Peter smiled and pulled out his phone. He pressed record and you waved to the camera with both hands.

“So, can you give our first time hanging out a rating?” He asked you.

“9/10.” You grinned and held up two thumbs.

“What? Why’d I only get a 9?” Peter scoffed and pretended to be offended.

“I had a 10/10 time but I have to deduct a point because we saw that guy cutting his hair on the subway and I was scared he was gonna throw the scissors at us.”

“Well I would’ve just protected you with my lightning fast reflexes.” Peter said simply. You smiled at him through the phone and he smiled back. He put the camera down and looked at you with a content smile on his face.

“Seriously, though. When’s the next time we’re hanging out?”

It ended up being just a few days later. And then again a few days after that.

“Peter’s first time!” You cheered as you filmed him during one of your hang outs.

“Trying boba.” He clarified. “I don’t understand this drink. Do I eat the balls?”

“Yes. Sip it slowly so they don’t all go down your throat.” You instructed. Peter took a big sip and immediately started choking.

“Peter! I said slowly!” You said as you slapped his back until he stopped choking. You quickly put the camera down to help him recover.

Your hangouts started getting more and more frequent and Peter soon considered you a best friend. Your weekends became each others and school days were often spent together in the library or at one of your apartments. You were quickly moving up the ranks in Peter’s life, just as you hoped. And the closer you got, the more Peter could not believe he had never noticed you before.

Little did you know, Peter often found himself watching the footage he had taken of you during your hang outs with a big smile on his face. He’d rewatch the videos he had taken and realize that they were slowly becoming less of a documentary and more of a highlight reel for you. He never imagined a girl as cool as you would for him so when he realized he was starting to fall for you, he quickly repressed his feelings. Little did he know, the feelings were mutual.

“Did you always make these little videos?” You asked Peter one day as he filmed you trying to balance on the curb of the sidewalk.

“I used too make them all the time but I hadn’t for awhile. I only started them again when we started hanging out.”

“Really? Why?” You wondered and stumbled off the curb.

“I don’t know. You remind me of the time before my life got crazy. It made me want to do these again.” He shrugged. You couldn’t help but smile at that information and turned around to look at him.

“So I could be the star?” You asked and posed for the camera.

“Exactly. You’re my muse.” He played along, making you laughed shyly. When he watched the video back later that night, he knew he had meant every word of that.

Peter sat in his bedroom one day and filmed himself wearing your glasses while you did homework at his desk. He looked over you every now and then just to admire the back of your head.

“Don’t break those.” You called without looking up. All you needed to hear was the sound of your glasses case opening to know what he was doing.

“I’m not even wearing your glasses.” He lied and admired himself in the camera.

“Yes you are.”

“No I’m not. But yes, I am.”

“Knew it.” You snorted.

“Hey, how come girls always smell so good?” Peter wondered. “Your hair hit me in the face when you turned too fast before it smelled like a baby in a damn meadow.”

“It’s just my womanly essence. Now can you stop looking at yourself long enough to help me with my chemistry homework?”

“It’ll be hard but I can try.” Peter dramatically sighed and set his phone down. You got yo from the desk and went over to the bed with a cheeky smile on your face.

“Incoming.” You announced and patted your elbow twice like a wrestler.

“No, don’t.” He pleaded. You ignored his pleas and jumped on top of him. He groaned and pushed you off, leaving you laying in the bed beside him.

“Ow. My ribs.”

“You’ll heal.” You rolled your eyes. “Now can you help me with number 7?”

“Oh, yeah. No problem. Can you check this email before I send it?” He asked and handed over his laptop. You handed him your worksheet before reading over his email draft.

“Oh, honey.” You grimaced just a few words into the email.

“Is it bad?”

“Good evening, Mrs. Howard. I hope this email finds you well. I’m so sorry for bothering you. I was just wondering if I could possibly have an extension on my midterm paper? No worries at all if an extension is not possible. I apologize for any inconvenience this email may have caused. Thank you for reading, Peter Parker.” You read out loud.

“What’s wrong with that?”

“After your name, you included the name of the class, the time you have it, and a description of yourself. She knows who you are!” You laughed and turned the laptop around to show him his mistakes.

“She may have forgotten.” He pointed out. “I can’t take any chances.”

“Peter, this email is way too submissive. You sound like such a bottom.”

“Well excuse me, genius.” He said sarcastically. “How would you write it?”

“Here.” You said and handed the laptop back after retyping his email.

“Oh, wow. That’s actually really good.” He said once he read your updated version.

“This is why we are such good friends. You have all the math and science knowledge in this little, beautiful head of yours-“

“Little?” He interrupted.

“You’re right. Sorry, I was just being nice. What I meant to say is that your head is huge.” You corrected. “Anyways, you have the math brain and I have the literary brain. It’s like you’re Einstein and I’m Victor Hugo.”

“Who the hell is that?” He laughed as he peaked at your mirror to see if his head was actually huge.

“The guy who wrote Les Mis.” You said like it was obvious.

“Never heard of it.”

“What? You’ve never seen Les Misérables?” You asked in a thick French accent.

“Huh?”

“We have to watch it. It’s so good.” You said and snatched his laptop back. You pulled up the movie and handed it back to him.

“Oh my God. It’s two hours and 38 minutes long? And a musical? Hell no.” Peter shook his head and pushed the laptop away.

“But it’s so good.” You urged. “We can just leave it on in the background while we work. It’s super light and easy to watch.”

“Really? What’s it about?”

“Oh, you know. Just war torn France.” You mumbled.

“No. Absolutely not.”

“But you’ll like it! There’s prostitution and con men and um…oh! And orphans! You can watch it and feel represented.” You said and shook his arm.

“I hate you.” He laughed but nearly gave in to your request just to see you happy.

“Fine.” You huffed. “I finished editing your midterm paper, by the way. You don’t actually have to send that email.”

“And here is your completed chemistry homework.” Peter smiled and handed your worksheet back.

“Aw.” You gushed. “Look at us. I love cheating with you.”

“So do I. We make a great pairing.” He chuckled as he looked over at you. You looked back at him and gulped. You hadn’t realized how close you were with your arms and legs pressed against each other as you sat together in your bed. Peter knew his sheets would smell like your perfume that night and smiled at the thought.

“Now that we’re all done with our work, you know what we should do?” He asked as he moved in closer.

“W-what should we do?” You stuttered now that he was right there.

“You know what I’ve been dying to do with you for a long, long time?” He asked.

“No. I mean, I don’t know. What?” You laughed nervously. Peter moved in even closer and right when you thought he was gonna kiss you, he reached over and grabbed his laptop back.

“I wanted to show you a real musical. Not this French miserable bull crap. Have you ever seen a little movie called Hair-“

“No. I’m not watching Hairspray with you again. You scream-sang every lyric last time and I couldn’t even hear it.” You cut him off and reached over home to take the laptop back. He pulled it away at the last second and you ended up on top of him. You looked into each others eyes and both froze in the positions you were in. Your faces were almost touching but neither of you tried to pull away. Your eyes were going back and forth between his lips and eyes and he was doing the same. Like magnets, you two started to lean towards each other but before your lips could connect, May opened the door.

“What did you guys want- oh! Sorry! I didn’t realize I would be interrupting something. My bad.” May smiled sheepishly and pretended to cover her eyes. Peter burned bright red as you quickly climbed off of him.

“May.” He said warningly.

“Sorry. But maybe lock the door next time. And use protection.”She whispered the last part before shutting the door.

“May!” He groaned and threw a pillow at the door. There was a long, awkward silence before you were even able to look at each other. When you finally did, you smiled awkwardly and kept your distance.

“That was so weird. What did she think we were doing?” You laughed nervously to break the silence.

“Psh. I know.” Peter scoffed. “She said she was interrupting but we weren’t even doing anything.”

“Yeah. What did she think? That we were gonna kiss or something?” You asked and laughed like it was the most ridiculous thing you could ever suggest.

“Us? Kissing? How silly. Imagine that.” Peter forced a laugh as well and looked to the side. The awkward silence returned and you struggled to look at each other.

“Do you think she made dinner?” Peter asked after a beat of silence.

“Let’s check.” You said and quickly got off the bed.

You didn’t discuss the almost kiss and went home shortly after. You couldn’t sleep that night because you couldn’t stop replaying the moment in your mind. No matter how much you wanted him to like you back, if Peter reciprocated your feelings, he would have kissed you.

Your pity party didn’t last long because on the subway the next day, you felt Peter put his earbud in your ear. You heard the Les Mis soundtrack playing in your ear and looked up in surprise. Peter was already filming you with a huge smile on his face.

“This guy 24601 should stop stealing bread and stick to singing. He has serious pipes.” Peter said.

“You listened to it?” You melted into a smile and held your hand over your heart.

“Yep. I stayed up all night watching lyric videos because I couldn’t understand what they were saying with their accents. It’s actually really good. I love Eponine. I just wish Marious wasn’t such an idiot. How does he not see that his best friend is clearly in love with him?” Peter asked with exasperation. You looked directly at the camera and hoped it picked up the irony before looking at Peter again.

“He’s not an idiot. He’s a romantic.” You sighed. “He doesn’t notice Eponine because he’s in love with Cosette. And course he is. She’s prettier and richer and has perfect hair. He doesn’t even see Eponine.”

“Good hair isn’t everything. Eponine is way better than Cosette.” Peter scoffed. “I’m team Eponine all the way.”

“Are you really?” You asked hopefully.

“Oh, for sure. I see why you like this stuff. These songs are awesome.” Peter said and put the other earbud in his ear. He then flipped the camera around to film the two of you sharing earbuds. As Heart Full Of Love played in your ears, you couldn’t help but longingly staring at Peter. The fact that he had stayed up late just to listen to something you suggested made you overcome with fondness for him. If he had done something like that, maybe he actually did feel the same.

“I forgot how good this album is. I haven’t listened in a while. I used to listen to it all the time back when you…” You stopped short when you realized you were about to say too much.

“When I what?” Peter wondered. You looked him in the eyes and decided that it was time to be honest. The song ended and a new, much louder one began to play in your ears.

“Back when you liked Liz. She was Cosette. I was Eponine. I was the one pining after a guy who never noticed me because he was in love with another girl. You were never mine to lose.” You admitted. Peter stared at you for a minute before pulling his earbud out.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear a word you just said. Master of the House is such a banger. What did you say?” He asked you.

“Never mind.” You smiled. “It wasn’t important.”

He smiled back before getting a text on his phone. You looked at his phone when you heard it buzz and realized he was still recording. In other words, he had just recorded you saying you liked him. Your eyes went wide but you only had a second to panic when you read the text he had gotten.

“Did Liz just text you?” You asked in a quiet voice. You felt like you were about to throw up. Years of crushing on a boy who liked another girl turned into months of pinning for your best friend and now turned into a rock in your stomach. Peter stopped recording the two of you to answer her text, which felt a little like a slap in the face.

“Oh, yeah. We’ve been talking lately.” He absentmindedly replied to you as he laughed at whatever she had written.

“You have?” You asked with a dry mouth.

“Yeah. She says Oregon is pretty cool. But she wants to come back and visit this summer to see everyone.” He told you.

“And see you?” You asked with a sad smile.

“I guess so.” He shrugged. “It would be nice to see her.”

“Yeah. Totally.” You said weakly. “So how long have you guys been talking?”

“I don’t know. A few weeks? She texted me a little while ago and we’ve been catching up.”

“That’s awesome.” You lied.

“I know. I didn’t think I’d ever hear from her again after she moved.”

“Neither did I.” You said through a forced smile. You needed to get off the subway and away from Peter before you started crying. So as soon as the subway doors opened, you bolted out.

“I gotta go. See you later.” You called to him before running through the subway station. You wiped tears as you went up the stairs and didn’t stop moving until you were in a bathroom stall at school. You gave yourself five minutes to be upset before drying your face and leaving the bathroom. It sucked, but it could have been worse. Now, Peter never had to know how you felt about it.

Peter was beyond confused by your exit on the subway but he wasn’t about to get any answers from you. You dodged his texts throughout the day and didn’t dare go into the lunchroom where you knew he and Ned would be.

“Y/n isn’t here yet?” Peter’s huffed as he sat down at your usual lunch table.

“Not yet. Actually, I haven’t seen your girlfriend all day.” Ned realized.

“She’s not my girlfriend.” Peter blushed. “And I’m pretty sure she’s avoiding me. She’s been so weird ever since this morning. Everything was fine on the subway until we got to school.”

“Well did anything happen on the subway that would weird her out? Oh no. Did you graze her boob with your hand again?”

“No. That was one time. And it was her boobs fault, not mine.” Peter whispered harshly. “We were just listening to music together and I was filming her like normal. But she could not get away from me faster once the doors opened. It was so weird.”

“Did you say anything weird to her? Girls don’t like it when you say weird things to them.”

“I know that. I didn’t say anything weird.” Peter replied as he pulled out his phone. He watched the video he had taken on the subway with no sound to see where he had gone wrong. All he saw was you looking at him with heart eyes which made his face heat up. But still, no evidence of where he messed up.

“I knew it. We were having a normal conversation about Les Mis and then I got a text from and then she ran. It makes no sense.”

“What was the text? Was it May saying something weird?”

“No. And stop saying weird. It doesn’t sound like a real word anymore.” Peter ordered. “And the text was just from Liz.”

“Oh shit.” Ned said when he heard this.

“What?” Peter wondered.

“Oh, Peter.” Ned sighed. “Peter, Peter, Peter.”

“What?” He asked again, annoyed now.

“Peter, Peter, Peter, Peter, Peter.”

“Are you gonna tell me what happened or just keep saying my name?”

“I can’t tell you. I’m sworn to secrecy. And I don’t want Y/n to put a hex on my family.” Ned said and held up his hands.

“Y/n swore you to secrecy? About what?”

“Can’t say.” Ned shrugged and zipped his lips.

“Does she not like Liz? And doesn’t want me to know?”

“Dude. Dude, dude, dude, dude. You are so close but so far.”

“So she does like Liz? Oh my God. Does she a crush on Liz? And she’s jealous that Liz texted me and not her?” Peter whispered with wide eyes.

“You’re getting colder.” Ned waved his hand. “I don’t even know how you got there.”

“That was all my guesses. Just tell me.” Peter whined.

“Hell no. I don’t want Y/n to curse my crops and make not grow for all of eternity.”

“You don’t have crops.” Peter pointed out.

“I could develop some.” Ned snapped.

“I just don’t understand what she would tell you something but not tell me. We’re best friends. She usually tells me everything.” Peter said right as his thumb accidentally hit the volume button on the video. Your confession to Peter on the subway was heard loud and clear by the two boys. Both of their jaws dropped as the video ended with you asked if Liz had just texted Peter.

“Well I wouldn’t have beaten around the bush like that if I knew you had video evidence of her saying she liked you right in your hands.” Ned sighed dramatically.

“I need to find her.” Peter said and ran out of the lunchroom. He looked around the school until he found you under the bleachers in the gym. You were sitting with your back against the wall and your knees drawn to your chest with your earbuds in your ears. When you saw Peter coming up to you, you quickly pulled them out.

“Hey.” He said and waved cautiously.

“Hey.” You smiled sadly as he sat beside you. You sat in silence for a minute as neither of you knew what to say.

“What’s going on with you? I haven’t seen you all day.” He started off. You looked at your hands to avoid making eye contact and sighed.

“Why didn’t you tell me you’ve been talking to Liz?” You asked quietly.

“I don’t know. I wasn’t hiding it. I just didn’t think it would interest you.”

“Well you have no idea how interesting I found it.” You laughed dryly. “What do you guys talk about anyway?”

“Well, she originally texted me to ask me to confirm I had an internship at Stark Industries because her boyfriend didn’t believe her when she told him she knew a guy who worked there. Apparently he’s been trying to get an internship there for years and he wanted to know how I landed mine. Then we just started catching up. I only talk to her here and there, though. And it’s only ever about school or work.”

“Oh. I thought you guys were talking talking.” You couldn’t help but smile a little when you heard the word “boyfriend.”

“No.” He shook his head. “Just regular talking. When you saw her text on my phone, she was telling me about her cat getting spaded. And I didn’t know what that meant so she had to tell me. I should’ve just googled it.”

You laughed softly at that and he did too. The tension was let out of the conversation and you could finally breathe again. When you stopped laughing, you finally looked in his eyes.

“Do you still have feelings for her?” You asked quietly.

“For her? No.” He laughed. “Those are long gone. I have feelings for someone else now.”

“Oh God. Don’t even tell me. I don’t want to know.” You groaned and buried your face in your hands. Peter looked at you for a minute until an idea came to him.

“Actually, uh, I came looking for you because I was just making another video. Wanna be in it?” Peter asked and took out his phone. You looked at him like he was crazy and could not believe he had just asked that during that moment.

“I’m not really in the mood right now, P.”

“Come on. I can’t make it without my muse.” He said and nudged you slightly. You couldn’t help but to smile at that and reluctantly nodded. He propped up his phone against the bleachers and pressed record.

“In a world where two best friends have no idea how to communicate despite spending way too much time together.” Peter said in a fake deep, gravely voice.

“Okay. Shade. That’s fine.”

“What will it take for them to admit they have feelings for each other?” He kept the voice as he looked at you.

“Wait, what?” You asked and looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. Peter smiled softly at you and shrugged a little.

“What’s it gonna take?” He asked again in his normal voice.

“I don’t understand.” You laughed nervously.

“I watched the video from before. From the subway. I heard what you said.” He admitted.

“Oh shit. You watched it?” You grimaced.

“Uh huh. So if you’re Eponine, I guess that makes me the idiot who didn’t realize his best friend was in love with him?”

“I guess so.” You said with a tight smile and still didn’t understand why he wanted to film this incredibly awkward conversation.

“You know, if I didn’t have a video of it, I never would have believed that you liked me.” Peter told you.

“You wouldn’t? Why not?”

“Because it doesn’t seem possible that the coolest girl I’ve ever met liked me.” He replied.

“You think I’m cool?” You asked skeptically.

“I think you’re the coolest. And you know, I watch the videos I take of you all the time. And half of them are just clips of you existing. So I do notice you. It just took me a second to catch up.” He told you. A smile tugged at your lips as you stared into his big brown eyes.

“You’re my best friend.” You told him. “I’m sorry I want more.”

“I’m not sorry.” He shrugged.

“You’re not?”

“I’m just sorry it took me so long to wake up and find that what I’ve been looking for has been here the whole time.” He said as he hooked his pinky under your chin and brought your face close to his.

“Wait, why does that sound so familiar?” You wondered.

“Don’t think about it too hard.” Peter whispered right before your lips touched. You kissed for the first time under the bleachers but it could have been in a palace for all you knew. The world disappeared around you as Peter slipped a hand behind your head to deepen the kiss. When you pulled away, you rested your foreheads together and laughed nervously together. It was a good nervous, a happy feeling of anticipation.

“Was that Taylor Swift?” You realized when you finally placed where you knew that like from.

“Shh. No.” He shook his head. “But yes, it was. You’re not the only one with good music taste.”

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sistertotheknowitall · 3 months

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Some Guy Bingo

Masterpost.

Nearly three months into (what Jason called) The Haunting, the siblings kinda started a game. (“Either we're haunting him or he's haunting us, I haven't decided yet." "Considering he's the one appearing randomly, I'd say he's haunting us.")

Technically Tim had started it with, “five bucks says Danny went to class today.” (Gotham university was having an out break of fear toxin curtesy of Dr. Crane.) However, it was Jason who kicked it off with, “ten if he says something about actual scarecrows.”

Dick had snorted and said, “fifteen if it’s a personal experience about a farm.”

“I call bingo if he makes a vague statement on agriculture.” So it was actually Steph who started it.

“Bingo? We were placing bets.”

“Unlike you Hood, some people don’t get adopted by money.”

“As if Bruce doesn’t give you an allowance.”

(“As if he didn’t offer to adopt you,” Tim tacked on.)

It became a running joke where they started calling out "bingo if -" whenever they had to go out on a call. The joke had later formed into a running game when Danny had told Cass, “fighting gods is a pass-time, it is humanity that the real fight is against.” (He had trip over a curb and laid on the ground for several minutes before she asked if he was okay.) She said it wasn’t the most concerning thing he said to her and Steph chimed in claiming, “on a scale of one to ten that statement rates at a three.”

Jason had asked why Cass and Steph always got the weird ambiguous statements and he got cryptic shit about his “soul”.

(Damian had pointed out that at least he wasn’t being constantly referred to as a baby.)

I Call Bingo, which they still played whenever a situation required more than one of them, became “on a scale”

Dick was sure that “having given up on optimism, I find your enthusiasm to be overly bright” should be ranked higher then “I don’t like two-stepping but I’m from the mid-west, so do you know how to line dance?” (Danny and Duke had gotten into an awkward side step where they kept blocking each other.) Damian said the wording seemed passive-aggressive but the tone was too positive to be rude so he gave it a three. Jason said it sounded like a bad pick up line and gave it a two.

They often debated and defended the score they gave with Barbara chiming in over coms. She had never met Danny as Oracle but he was a regular at the public library. He was always polite and respectful and had quickly become one of her favorite patrons. Like Steph and Cass she also got odd statements but hers felt more like half-hearted jokes.

Bruce didn't always join in on their game but it wasn't surprising to see the occasional score placed in their reports. (They had a file dedicated to Danny's remarks. Originally it was to keep track of what they knew about him but at this point it was just to let the others know what he said this time.) Alfred was roped into it even if he didn't really participate unless asked. ("Hey Alfie, what would you give 'i'm glad i don't have to fight my food to eat it but if Batburger keeps giving me the wrong thing I'm summoning Lunch Lady.' Cause Tim says two but I think it's a five.") (He gave it a four.)

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itsbecomeblue · 4 months

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glue 001 ellie williams imagine

don't dare forget about palestine

sinopse: you might have a crush on your friend, college!au

cw: swearing, basically fluff, ellie plays soccer, puppy love again because that's my thing, slightly nerdy loser!ellie, reader and ellie are oblivious, not explicit if reader is fem or masc, not exactly proofread.

it was a nice day, the sun gently hitting your face after a week of chilly wind and winter complaints from everyone. you were leaving your last morning class. you walked happily towards the college cafeteria, a thing that no one was ever happy to do. you feel hot on your back, your black jacket heating from the sun but you refuse to take it off and feel the chilly wind.

everything was going as smoothly as it could today. you had worries but the sun was nice and warm on your skin… as you walked you saw her. you saw ellie williams, and like this day, she was golden. a golden soccer player, the best player in your opinion, that's for sure. she walked over to you, that wasn't unusual.

“hey, sup?” she nudged your shoulder to catch your attention, unaware she already had all of it.

she had big green piercing eyes below her eyebrow slit and. you stared for a bit, that wasn't unusual either. she had a mid-sleeve blue shirt that left her tattoo slightly covered. she just waited for you to talk, as she always did, looking down and fidgeting with her fingers. you walked side by side.

“cafeteria?” you point towards the way to the cafeteria, the one you and ellie had been taking for a month now . she hums in agreement.

you met ellie in this same situation, her in front of you, the last ones in the line at the cafeteria. a guy, jesse, walked over to her, jumping the line. she called him out with a few chuckles and he apologized, telling you he just wanted to talk to her. she asked you to sit with her that day.

now, you're in the same line. her in front of you and no jesse to jump the line, but you're gonna sit with her again. the food was not appealing, but the company was great. that was something you and ellie agreed on but kept unspoken.

she's waiting for you to finish putting your food on the tray, so you can walk to the table. ellie looks at you over her shoulder and as soon as you're next to her she's sticking her hand out to your arm, you flinch slightly. ellie was more touchy than you.

“you're quiet.” she fixes your school bag's strap on your shoulder, her tattoo peeking out of her navy sleeve. her cold fingers touch a little of your collar.

“yeah?” you shrugged. “so are you anyway.” she took a breath and shrugged too, sitting down at the right corner table. that wasn't unusual at all.

“do you have any projects coming up?” ellie says as she sits down, she brushes a strand of her hair out of her face. you nod and she hums. “knew it. ya need any help?”

ellie was always the friend to help out in any way, she felt good doing it and she wanted her friends to succeed so if she could help, she would in a heartbeat.

“you wanna help me?” your pupils dilated and ellie noticed.

“no…i mean, yeah i do. you know i do.” she shook her head no, then nodded yes. she's a rambling mess and you just stare and it's making her stumble over her words. “come over after my practice.”

“‘kay.” you try to hold back a smile and you look at your food, the sun is warm and so are you. you thanked god she asked you to come over for a study sesh. you'd take any opportunity to see her and she'd always ask.

ellie was somewhat popular for playing on the soccer team. you had a separate friend group but sometimes people meet randomly and they just click. like you and ellie. you had met jesse when you met ellie, and you eventually met dina and ellie met your roommate but you never really hung out with other people.

you had been friends for a while, lunches in the cafeteria, study sessions, and dorm visits were what your friendship was about and you took every opportunity to see each other. you were getting ready to leave when niyah, your roommate and closest friend spoke out.

“you going to ellie's?” you smile in that certain way and niyah doesn't need an answer anymore.

“she's gonna help me with my project.” you sit down to put on your shoes, checking the time on your phone.

“again? you say she's a nerd and i'm starting to believe you.” and you're nodding.

“she is.” you chuckle. “so smart and a fucking geek!”

“alright, have fun studying i guess…”

“stop, i will. it's fun with her.” niyah mocks you, you throw a hat from the wall hooks at her and leave the room.

you walk a little bit until you get to ellie's dorm. the door is unlocked, as usual when you're coming over and you want to scare her.

“aaaaa…ha!” you yell as you go in, only to find out she isn't inside. you feel stupid and you giggle to yourself.

you sit on her neatly done bed, next to her dinosaur plushie and you text her ‘where are you’ ‘i was finna jumpscare you and no one was here… mad embarrassing’. you sighted, she was never late to see you.

ping! ellie replied ‘omw coach had us doing an extra today” you smile and ping! “i even left without a shower so i wouldn't be so late 💔” you replied “ig it didn't work”. you're waiting for a reply but soon enough you see a sweaty ellie coming into the room, soccer jersey still on.

“oh my god, intruder!” she faked a scare and you furrowed your eyebrows as in ‘you're not funny’. “what? you said you were gonna scare me so…”

“whatever.” you stay on your phone replying to some of your friends’ texts and she pulls it away, wearing a childish smile on her dumb face. some hair stuck sweaty on her forehead and her cheeks were flushed.

“you came here to work, not play on your phone!” she laughs and you cross your arms over you chest. you don't even bother reaching out for your phone.

“you still have to take a shower so…”

“do i?” she shrugs and you look disturbed, furrowing your eyebrows.

“ewwwwww, yes you do smelly ellie.” you laugh and she furrowed her eyebrows in that same ‘you're not funny’ way. the truth is, you find each other hilarious.

“fine, wait here.” she says before grabbing some clothes from her drawers and her towel. “gonna shower real quick, and… and we can start.” you hum and nod.

she goes to the bathroom and you stay on your phone texting niyah and some other friends while she's not back. you get anxious at the image of her in her sweaty jersey for some reason and if you took your eyes off your phone you'd stare. but now it isn't any better, she's coming in with fresh clothes, smelling as good as ever and with water drops on her hair.

“hey… you didn't take out your stuff yet?” she coughs, sitting on the bed too. you shake your head and she hums negatively as to scold you.

you don't take them out and she stays quiet while you stay completely still. when you decide to reach for your bag that you had previously thrown next to the bed, you knee nudges hers. she retracts instantly, making you lift your head to face her. book and laptop in hand.

you stare, as you feared you would before. she knows she's gonna stutter so she decides to stay silent. she blinks softly, eyes still piercing yours.

“it's a questionnaire about a documentary. so maybe this wasn't a good idea.” you hold your book and laptop closer to your lap.

“w-why is it not?” she stuttered and she wanted to leave, but it's her dorm room.

“because… you'd have to have watched it to help me reply so it's dumb.”

“we can watch it, and then we reply.” she reaches for the laptop you had in your lap.

“uhh… it's 3 hours long.” you chuckle and she scoffs in disbelief. “yeah…”

“why did you want help then?” she moves further onto the bed, turning her body to face you, holding your shoulder so you do the same, you comply.

“dunno. i just… i didn't think of what project it was, to be honest. i just wanted… this i think.” you look around, emphasizing the ‘this’ as you do.

“to come over?” you shrug before nodding. “could've just said that. ya know? not your tutor, i'm your friend.”

“i know… but i dunno, i like hearing you talk and you talk and talk when you're helping me and…” you stop yourself and she's beet-red.

“you ask for my help because you… you wanna hear me talk? sorry wait…?” she's convinced she misheard you or just misunderstood what you said. you're scared she might think you're weird or something.

“i guess so, but you're also really smart.” you try to hold back a smile again, and you look down. ellie wants to see you but she doesn't want you to see her blushed cheeks.

“makes sense, sorry if it seemed like that was the only way we could hang. ‘cause that's not true…. we can just hang out y'know?” you listen to her rambling, keeping your head down. she's done talking and you're silent. “can… can you look at me for a sec?”

and you do. what are those? are those your eyes? where's your iris? big ass dilated pupils. ellie chuckles.

“what?” you lean to put your laptop and book back in your bag and as soon as you do ellie holds your chin.

“you like it when i talk?” you blink a few times. “hm?” she insists and you nod. she stays quiet so you feel like you have to say it.

“i do. why?” you breathe so heavily that she feels your body alive against her fingers that she holds against your chin. her stomach twisted, she lost her words.

both were silent, her hand on your chin dropped and you were going to look away but she spoke again.

“‘cause… i like it when you look at me.” she's now fidgeting with her fingers against her lap again, eyes trying to not leave yours, she wouldn't wanna miss any expression of yours.

“sorry.” you try not to look away too. “i know i should look-”

“yeah, keep them on me.” she interrupts with a chuckle and your heart skips a beat. hers is fast. you chuckle back. “wh-what do you wanna do then?”

“just hang, like you said?” you finally move your body again, moving one of your legs onto the bed. she nods, and she notices you kept eye contact.

“yes.” she vocalized. “course.” a strand of wet hair is stuck on her forehead and you itch to move it around.

“why did the coach have you guys doing extra today?” you remember to ask.

“it was just me and dina, we were late.” she laughs and another strand of hair falls forward as she lowers her head. your hand trails off but you hesitate. “what?” she noticed you didn't laugh and your hand's movement.

“you have hair here.” she laughs and you sigh. “here…” you brush the strands away from her forehead, she's choked up.

your eyes go down to hers and as soon as they pierce yours you're choked up too. she breathed out a “thanks.” and she accidentally touched your nose with hers because of the proximity.

“that was a kunik.” you smile and she pulls away softly.

“what do you mean?” she curled her lips up in a sweet smile.

“your nose on mine.”

“nose kiss is cute.” she adds.

“mhm, i think so too.” you agree, palming your jeans. your hands were clammy and you wanted to take off your jacket and ellie seemed to read your mind.

“you're hot?” you furrow your eyebrows at first until you nod and take off your jacket. “glad you know.” now she's holding back a smile when you do too.

“uhm… today's warm.”

“are you really talking about the weather right now?” she laughs at your conversation attempt and you slap her arm.

“it's not like that… it's actually nice and warm today.” you giggle. “i was thinking about it.”

“right… right… it's true, it is warm.” she surrenders to your true statement. “it's nicer to practice like this, makes you feel more energetic.”

“plus made you sweat so hard.” you laugh, remembering the state she was in.

“naaah, it's always like that, but coming back here speeding wasn't as refreshing as the walks when it's colder” she emphasizes speeding and glares harder at you with a grin.

“hey! i didn't ask you to speed here!” you smile, she mirrors that. your smiles fade away with the silence that settles again. you were about to speak again when ellie beat you to it.

“i don't like being late.” she moves around to lie down next to your sat figure.

“you were just laughing about being late.” you start laughing, looking at her almost over your shoulder.

“about being late for practice, not about being late to see you.” she chuckles and you grin. she rolls her eyes, knowing what to expect from you.

“oooh because i'm just sooo more important.” you turn to her, leaning on the bed with your hands, closer to her face now.

“yeah right… you're just scarier than the coach.” she laughs but she stops drastically, serious expression. “it's your face. scary as shit i swear to god.”

“ooooh really?” you chant coming even closer.

“yeah keep that face away…” she acts frightened, one hand on top of her head and the other between your faces to keep you away. you lean even closer and you're both giggling “help!” even closer, giggles and chuckles alive.

“you're done for!” you come closer, face hitting her hand, that just holds your cheek.

you're still laughing and she's grabbing your face with both hands, pretending to scream in fear as you laugh into her face. you're almost on top of her and as soon as you touch, her eyes soften and you stiffen. the laughter is gone and long forgotten.

“nose kiss again?” she blurted out incoherently and you shifted, her hand slid to your neck, you felt hot again but now you didn't have a jacket to strip out of.

“what?” you crawl closer to settle where you were. your heart raced just like ellie's, even if you didn't know hers did. “ellie…” you start, not moving an inch away or closer, her head already lifted off the bed. her hand on your neck pulls you closer until your noses touch again.

“there, nose kissed.” she smiles. you let go of the breath you didn't realize you were holding. she moves her nose against yours. breathing against each other's faces.

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gglitch1dd · 17 days

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Genuine question and it’s totally ok if you would never make it butttttttt would you ever write about Kane having a girlfriend or going out on a date and him either asking reader how to ask a girl on a date or how to tell a girl he likes them orrrrrrrrr reader and izuku see him on a date with a girl ? Maybe even katsuki finding out and trying to ruin it and they step in. This lowkey been on my mind since you did totally worth it. (Or maybe Kane asking reader and deku if he can bring his girlfriend home to meet them cause they’re such a big part of his life especially reader)

Meet my-

This had me thinking for a good 10 minutes but this is so WONDERFUL! I couldn't resist writing something small for it. Thank you so much for this idea anon.

Izuku and you had promptly shipped the sprouts to their grandmas for the afternoon. Today was a special day, a Kane day, which meant you would spend the afternoon how Kane wanted to and he had asked you and your husband if he could bring a girl over for a lunch.

"It isn't really a big deal, I understand if you say no." He said, really not stressed if it was an inconvenience to the both of you.

You sat wide eyed next to your husband with a broad grin on your face. "Inconvenience? No! Definitely not! We would love it. Wouldn't we, honey?" You asked turning to your husband.

He nodded his head as he turned to look at Kane with a smile on his face. "Definitely. We'll make sure the sprouts are on their best behaviour, even better, we can boot them out, for the afternoon." He told the blond.

You looked to your husband with a bright smile. "That's a great idea."

Kane's eyebrows furrowed as he looked to the both of you surprised. "I think that might be a bit extreme-"

"A Kane day is never an extreme thing." You stated perfectly set on what you had said.

Which was how your husband was setting the table for lunch, while you were just about finishing up. With no little sprouts to embarrass poor Kane and no Toshinori (no matter how hard he begged to stay), this would just be a day for you, Kane and his guest.

"I'm glad he's warmed up enough to ask us to have guests." You stated with a smile as you switched off the stove and took off your apron.

Izuku nodded at that statement, agreeing with you. "Indeed. Kane's a pretty private person but he's adjusted well so far being here." Izuku straightened up, snapping his neck for a second before shaking it out. He pulled up his sleeves revealing thick scarred arms. "But this must be serious if he wants to introduce a girl to ask."

"I didn't know he was seeing someone." You let out quietly. Normally you'd hear all your tea from Toshinori who would randomly find you wherever you tried to hide and just lounge about and start spilling whatever was happening in his life (which you liked more than you let on).

Izuku opened his mouth to speak but the door opened. You both glanced at each other. You quickly scurred over to his side, making sure to wipe your hands clean before standing beside your husband. You both put in your prefect public worthy smiles just as Kane walked into the room, holding the hand of a girl.

Kane looked over to her before motioning to her and looking at the both of you. "This is Zahrah Ahmed." He introduced.

The girl stood with a bright smile on her face. She had a beautiful white hijab on her with a white cardigan and dark long skirt. She bowed her head to the both of you respectfully. "It is an honour to meet you both."

Kane then moved to motion to the both of you with his hand, "Zahrah, these are my-"

"Midoriya Y/N, it's very nice to meet you." You bowed with a smile. "This is my husband Midoriya Izuku."

Izuku smiled with a bow of his own. "It's nice to meet you."

Zahrah gleamed. "Its an honour, ProHero Deku."

Kane sighed but chuckled. He turned to Zahrah and motioned to the both of you again. "These are my parents."

You and your husband both nearly sprained your necks with how fast you both looked to Kane. You were shocked. He had never said that before. He had never referred to the both of you that way either. You tried not to look at your husband as to not give Kane the wrong impression but you felt tears in your eyes as you smiled and leaned against Izuku. Izuku tightened his hold you with a great smile on his face.

"How about we have lunch?

-Glitch1d

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janeyseymour · 5 months

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As per your request! I just copied and pasted it from my comment!!

Also. Love your stories. Love it when you post them. They’re just always so short!! I’m so greedy! I always want more!! I’m always full of ideas so if you need any just ask. (I feel like you don’t need them though you do so well writing!) I’m far to ADHD to actually write any of them so happy for you to create the magic lol

They randomly meet a few weeks/months later in a coffee shop and sit down and chat… or she just happens to Bert her bestie Ava at the school hoping to get a glimpse of her!!

I dunno. You’re the artist! As long as it’s happy and smooshy!! 🥰

Thank you for your sweet, sweet words! As requested, here is part 2! I definitely didn't follow the prompt at all, but this is what I came up with, and I hope it's okay!

Enchanted- pt 2

Part 1

WC: ~2.4k

You went to text Ava the next day after meeting Melissa, but you just couldn’t find the courage. So here you are, still just sitting at your desk job, thinking about her. Your mind is filled with what she could be doing right now- actually you know what she’s doing: it’s 11 am on a Monday morning. She’s at school, probably teaching her second graders. You sit there for another half an hour before it’s finally time for your lunch break, and you take the walk down to the Wawa around the corner like you usually do.

Melissa opens up her Tupperware container, only to let out a loud groan at the odor that comes out of it.

“What the hell is that smell?” Ava scrunches her nose up as she walks in.

“I knew it was a risk bringing this today,” the redhead grumbles as she dumps the contents out into the trash can. “But I thought I could get another day out of it.”

“Damn, girl,” the principal laughs. “That sucks. Wawa lunch for you, I guess.”

“Anyone want anything?” the second grade teacher asks as she slings her bag over her shoulder. Jacob goes to say something, but he’s cut off by Melissa loudly announcing, “Alright, if no one wants anything, I’ll be back in twenty minutes.”

She storms her way down to the convenience store- the same convenience store that you’re currently standing in. She sees you as soon as she walks in.

You’re not nearly as dressed up as you were the other night when she saw you, and you look to be in deep concentration as you decide what you want for lunch that day. She chuckles as she watches your furrow your brows deeper than she ever thought possible. She’s absolutely enamored.

“For Christ’s sake, Y/N,” you chastise yourself quietly. “Just pick something.”

She stands behind you and laughs softly. “You know, you can’t go wrong with their quesadillas.”

You nearly jump three feet in the air. You weren’t expecting anybody to come up behind you, and you certainly weren’t ready for the woman that has been occupying your thoughts to be there.

“Oh my…” you take a deep breath as you look at her. She looks… wow. Your cheeks instantly heat up. “Hey, Melissa.”

“Hey, hun,” she chuckles. “You forget lunch today too?”

You don’t really want to admit this, but you aren’t about to lie. “I usually take a walk down here everyday for lunch.”

“Everyday?”

“Like clock work,” you tell her, as you still mull over what to get for lunch. “It’s so bad most of the employees here know me by name.”

As if on cue, one of the workers there looks up and gives you a grin. “Hey, Y/N! The usual today?”

“Usual?” Melissa smirks.

“Aw, yeah!” the employee grins. “Homegirl comes in everyday!”

“Damn, you weren’t kidding’,” the redhead mutters, smirk still written on her face. She hip checks you lightly, effectively making you move over. She hits a few buttons, and then looks at you expectantly. You just stand there, not quite sure what you’re supposed to do.

“Oi,” the woman rolls her eyes. “Put in your order before I order for you.”

“Oh, no,” you stumble out. “I- I couldn’t ask you to pay for my-”

“You didn’t ask, I’m just doin’ it. And I ain’t gonna hear any arguments,” she tells you sternly.

“Melissa, I-”

“Hey, kid!” the teacher calls to the employee that greeted you. “What’s her order?”

He rattles it off as Melissa taps through the different screens, and you give him a look of betrayal. She prints off the ticket, wanders over to the drinks and grabs a raspberry tea before heading for the register.

“Melissa, you really don’t have to,” you try again.

She’s already handing the ticket over to the man behind the counter and pulling her card out of her wallet though.

“At least let me give you cash… or Venmo?”

“Absolutely not,” she rolls her eyes. The two of you stand and wait for them to make your meals, and when she hands in the printed paper and gets your food, she hands it to you with a smile. “Enchanted.”

With a hair toss, she makes her way out. The entire walk back to your office, you grin. She bought you lunch. She said, ‘enchanted’ again. Then, you mentally kick yourself because you didn’t ask her out, you didn’t ask for her number, you didn’t tell her you would get the next meal, you didn’t even reply with that one word that seems to be your thing now.

You eat your usual order from Wawa, and there’s something about it… it just tastes so much better.

As Melissa struts back into the school, she has that confident smile on her face.

“Damn, what happened to you in that Wawa, girl?” Ava laughs as she watches the redhead settle back into her seat and take a bite of her hoagie.

“Oh, nothin’,” the redhead shrugs. “Just saw a friend there.”

The next day, Melissa doesn’t come into school with a container full of her own cooking like she usually does. She doesn’t even enter the staff room when lunchtime rolls around. Instead, she grabs her bag and heads down the street to hopefully run into you again at the Wawa.

You’re standing there again, ordering your meal, although you look a little frustrated today. She doesn’t know that your frustration is because you had been standing there for ten minutes, hoping she would come in. You had just admitted defeat and decided to order when she waltzed in.

“Rough day?” the redhead saunters over and asks you.

Your eyes go wide, and the mental fog is lifted when you hear her voice and smell her perfume. “Hey.”

“Rough day?” she repeats.

You shake your head. “Just a little tired,” you tell her as you move to the side so she can put in her order. “I can’t focus on anything at work.”

She taps away on the screen, ordering hers and then also yours.

You swallow hard. “You remember my order?”

“Course I do,” she shrugs. She hits the button to print the ticket, but as she goes to grab it, you take it first. You make your way over to the drink stations, grab a diet coke, and gesture for her to get her own drink. She grabs a raspberry tea again and then follows you to the register. As you go to hand your card over, a gentle hand slaps your card out of your hand and to the ground. She’s standing there with a smirk as she goes to hand her own card over.

“Aye, Schemmenti,” you playfully growl as you bend over to pick your card up. “It’s my turn to buy.”

“Nah, I got this one,” she chuckles. She also goes to hand her card over, but you smack it out of her hand and throw your card at the employee- a man who is used to seeing you come in and actually checked the two of you out yesterday.

“It’s her turn,” the man shrugs with a cheeky smile as he takes your card, although he does slightly cower at Melissa’s glare. Then the redhead turns to you and immediately turns softer.

“Thank you,” she places a gentle hand on your shoulder. “But I got next one.”

“Alright, alright,” you laugh as the two of you head over to the counter to wait for your meals.

“So, you forgot your lunch again?” you ask her.

“Yeah,” she sighs. “Had it out on the counter and left it.” It’s a complete and total lie. She knew she had to test fate to see you again.

The two of you chat while they get your order together, and once again, she’s bidding you a goodbye with a gentle, ‘enchanted’. This time, you get to say it back, and your smiles and blushes are quite similar to each other.

This continues for the next few weeks, until one day she doesn’t show up at the Wawa like she usually does. Your day sucks. And you’re supposed to meet with Ava after the school day to go get your nails done. You know she’s going to be onto you when you show up in a bad mood.

“Damn girl,” she rolls her eyes and raises a brow. “What’s got your panties in a twist?”

“Nothin’,” you roll your eyes back. “Let’s just get our nails done and gossip.”

“You know I’m always down for that shit,” she laughs.

The two of you talk for a while as the ladies do your nails before it the conversation turns to your love life.

“Well, who is it this week?” your best friend asks you.

“No one,” you sigh.

“Well no wonder you’re in a bitch mood- you need to get some!”

“Girl, you make me sound like I’m with someone new every weekend, and you know for a fact that I am very much not like that,” you roll your eyes.

“You have to have your eye on someone,” the principal says. “Otherwise you would be out at the bar looking for someone!”

You mull over telling her, and before you know it, the words are spilling out of your mouth, “Well, I do have my eye on one person, but it’ll never happen, so…”

“Ooh, girl! You got tea! Spill it!”

“It’s really not a big deal,” you tell her, hoping she doesn’t pry. Of course she does, it’s Ava, so you have to go about describing Melissa without Ava being able to catch on.

“She’s a little older than us, she’s tough on the outside but has a soft spot for me,” you tell her. “Easy on the eyes, smart as a whip.”

“Girl, why didn’t you tell me you were practically dating someone?! If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re describing Schemmenti."

“I’m not,” you roll your eyes. “I really just see M- this woman when we run into each other at Wawa.”

“What’s her name?” the principal wiggles her eyebrows, all too interested in your love life.

“Enough about my love life,” you shut her down. “Anything interesting happen at school today?”

“I had to cover Schemmenti’s classes today,” Ava tells you. “Woman sounded awful today when she was calling out.”

It clicks in your head that that’s why she wasn’t there to meet you at the Wawa like she usually did, and it isn’t like she has your number to let you know she wasn’t going to meet you. You instantly feel a bit of relief that she didn’t just decide not to come- but you feel bad that she isn’t feeling well.

“Oh?” you try to hide how you actually feel about it. “Is she alright?”

“Nasty cough,” your best friend tells you. “But she assured me she’d be back tomorrow… Red never calls out, so I knew she was feeling pretty shitty.”

“That sucks,” you sigh softly. “Hopefully she’s back tomorrow.”

“So you can ‘run into her at Wawa’?” your best friend blind sides you with her casual remark.

“What? I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you say quickly, hoping to cover yourself.

“Oh, please,” she waves the hand that isn’t being painted right now. “I saw the eyes the two of you were giving each other at the fundraiser, and Melissa has been going to Wawa everyday since the one day her lunch went bad. I know she’s going to the same Wawa you go to everyday, and she always comes back in a better mood. I put it together about a week in. And you just confirmed it.”

“I did not.”

“Girl, remember, I’ve known you since we were five. I know when you’re lying. Listen, she’s your type, your hers. I say go for it.”

“Maybe I will… if she’s feeling better and at school tomorrow.”

“If I know Schemmenti, she will be,” Ava rolls her eyes. “She might be half asleep, and an absolute bitch tomorrow, but she’ll be there.”

Melissa looks like hell as she drags herself into the Wawa, but to you she still looks gorgeous as ever. When she spots you, her eyes light up.

“The usual?” she asks you as the two of you head to the ordering stations. Her voice is barely there.

“Mel, you should be home resting,” you tell her pointedly.

“I’m fine,” she grumbles. “Besides, I can’t miss. The kids have important tests coming up, and-” she interrupts herself to cough. It sounds awful.

You lay a gentle hand on her shoulder and rub it soothingly. Once she’s finished coughing, she sighs.

“Soup instead of your usual hoagie?” you ask her, already pressing buttons to order her a chicken noodle soup.

She looks defeated but nods. “Yeah, that sounds good.”

You insist on paying, telling her to let herself be taken care of. She begrudgingly listens, mumbling about how she’s a Philly girl and she can handle herself. You roll your eyes, but you assure her that she’s still a tough Philly girl- that it’s okay to lean on someone else. As the two of you are standing there, she coughs a few times. Again, you lay a gentle hand on her shoulder. When she’s finally done coughing, she quite literally leans into your body just slightly.

“Sorry I ditched ya yesterday,” she wheezes out. “I couldn’t drag myself out of bed.”

“No need to apologize,” you assure her. “I’m glad you were home getting some rest.”

“I just kept wishing I had a way to tell you,” she mutters.

“Well, why don’t I just give you my number, so if that happens again… or you want to get something besides Wawa with me, we can text?” you shoot your shot with the woman.

“That sounds… enchanting,” she smiles softly. “When I’m feeling better, I’ll make us dinner? I’m one hell of a cook.”

“I’d be enchanted,” you tell her warmly.

As the two of you separate, you get a text from her. Enchanted.

By the time the end of the work day is over, Ava has texted you too. Bitchhh! I’m assuming you shot your shot. Red came back into the school practically dancing.

Yeah. You’re just starting this chapter of life- that one night was truly enchanting, and it really was the very first page.

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bettysupremacy · 10 months

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The Cheerleader Curse

summary When you randomly show up at Eddie’s table, he takes your presence more malevolent than you intended

w/c 1.3k

a/n requested here!

Carol groans as Tina’s new boyfriend squeezes the meat of her hip. Turned away, he’s locked in a conversation with his teammate beside him.

“It’s sweet.” You defend.

“It’s nauseating, is what it is, I’m trying to eat here.” She takes a fry from your tray casually, popping it into her mouth.

Your nose scrunches, kicking her under the table with your white cheer sneaker. “Don’t be a bitch,” you take a handful off Tina’s boyfriends tray, dumping them onto hers. “Take his.”

She laughs loudly, biting into another one.

Tina’s boyfriend Derek turns, confused at the loudness of Carol’s laugh. “Girls.” Tommy shrugs, covering up your misbehavior. He too steals a fry from Carol’s plate, slinging his arm around her when he’s fit the whole thing in his mouth.

Tina’s shoe nudges yours. “You coming to my party this weekend?”

You dust your hands, chewing on a fry thoughtfully. “Um,” you swallow. “I think I have plans.”

Tina and Carol share a look. A dramatic, exasperated, look. “We never get to see you anymore.” Your best friend whines.

“You know we miss you at the parties.” Tina follows in suit.

You nod, understanding of their annoyance. “I just,” you sigh. “I promised I’d bring the boys to this the arcade, and we usually don’t leave till midnight.”

“Can’t Steve take em?” Tommy steals another fry. Carol swats him in the chest. “What?” He chews. “Boyfriend tax.”

“Steve works the late shift.” You shrug. “And it’s my weekend.”

“My weekend.” Tina imitates. “Why does everything always fall on your weekend?”

You frown, wary of the fallout between your friends. “He’s going through a lot.”

Tommy rolls his eyes, but his thoughts are kept quiet.

“He is.”

“We know,” Carol mumbles. “We know.”

Tina scrunches her nose at the interaction, unaware of the events that ripped Tommy, Carol, and Steve apart. “Well,” She shrugs. “If you get off the hook early you can show up.”

You nod, reaching down to pick your bag from the ground at the mention of the boys. “Of course,” you push from your seat. “I’ll be right back, don’t miss me.”

“We will.” Tina takes a fry from Derek’s plate. He doesn’t seem to mind.

The walk over to the boys table isn’t embarrassing, but it is uncomfortable. Your mind spins the whole cafeteria looking at you, wondering what is she doing? Why is she associating with them.

You flick Mike in the head when you reach. He doesn’t seem to mind, flicking your knee, but you look up guiltily anyways when you hear Eddie scoff.

“Hello?” He huffs, annoyed. This was a first. Sending a girl to do the terrorizing instead of Jason. Maybe he was absent, maybe he called you and asked can you do me a favor?

“Hi,” you nod at the older boy. You don’t know his age, but you where you are a first time senior, he is not. You don’t like the glare he fixes you with, sitting, waiting expectantly, like you’ll do something.

He’s pretty in his own way. Soft brown eyes, big curly hair. Any girl would be quick to swoon at his usual easy flirt personality.

Or maybe that’s just you.

You smile at him anyways while Dustin looks up from his picked at lunch tray.

“Hi, buddy.” Your warm hand glides over the Dustin’s cool forehead. He fusses as you smooth his curls.

“Stop,” he swats with the coolness of a teenager.

Eddie nearly jumps to scare you away, and he could. Dark black eyeliner, enough silver to shine a mile away, he’s easily intimidating. Especially when his face holds this expression of expectant distain.

Your eyes crinkle at Dustin’s flustered embarrassment. “How’re you, kid?” Its directed towards Mike and Dustin.

“Been better.” Dustin huffs at the same time Mike shrugs a fine.

You nod, hands stuffed into the oversized pockets of your varsity jacket as you roll on your heels. “You have Biology next?”

“Do you want to kill me?” Dustin shoulders droop.

“You normally love that class.”

“Not today,” he sighs, sickeningly morose as he looks up at you. “Can’t find my book anywhere.”

You frown. “That’s not good.”

He doesn’t react to the bluntness of the statement. “Tell me about it.”

“You check under your bed?” You tilt your head.

“And my moms.”

“Your backpack?”

“First place I checked, obviously.” The end of the sentence comes out with less attitude than he meant.

“Hmm,” you hum, Dustin doesn’t notice the glint in your eyes that Eddie does. “My car?” You smile.

His shoulders drop, relief and embarrassment mingling together clashingly. “You bozo.”

You pull it from the shoulder bag you currently carry. It thuds to the table loudly, but nobody outside the table seems to notice. “I know, you’re welcome.”

“Thank you.” He snatches the book quickly.

You smile. “Nobody’s trying to take it from you.”

Settling into your spot, you watch as Dustin shoves his book into his bag carelessly, and ignore the upset feeling of Eddie looking at you over the younger boys back. Searching the expression, you can’t find anything nice in it. Your tummy flips uncomfortably. “Well,” you nod to Dustin. “Don’t die before biology.”

“Noted,” he salutes, and you have to stop yourself from wrinkling your nose in cringe. Teen boys.

Eddie notices of course, his guard standing strong.

“Wait!” Dustin panics before you fully walk from the situation. “Steve can’t pick me up today.”

Harrington? Eddie thinks. The fuck is Dustin doing with Harrington?

“You need a ride?” You offer, but not really offer, cause you won’t let him decline.

“That-“

“I can give you a ride,” Eddie interrupts loudly, standing from his plastic seat. His fingertips push into the cold, sticky, table. “I’m not doing anything after school.”

And it’s not that you don’t trust Eddie, but who lets their children get in cars with strangers? Especially strangers in scary looking band tees.“Oh, it’s fine.�� you look down at the geeky teen below you. “Right, Dustin?”

The younger boy nods. “It’s cool.”

“No, really,” Eddie continues, doing what he thinks is a favor to Dustin. “it’s no problem.”

Mike giggles from where he sits.

“Dude,” Dustin laughs confusedly. “It’s cool.”

And Eddie sits back down.

“Meet me at my car.” You point at the boys. “Don’t be late.”

And with that you turn, all the way back to your preferred table.

“That was weird.” Eddie laughs uncomfortably when you’re out of hearing distance. The whole table looks at him silently. “What?”

“We’re friends with her.” Mikes eyes zoom in. Eddie sweats.

“Didn’t you see her glare at me?” Eddie’s eyes scrunch in confusion. “And when have we ever associated with that group?”

“We’ve been through shit.” Dustin shrugs. “She’s cool.”

“And Harrington.”

Dustin shrugs again, hesitant with his next words. “He’s cool too.”

Jeff laughs loudly at Eddie. “You’re looking for a reason to be paranoid.”

“You sure your weed is clean?” Gareth chimes in teasingly.

“Fuck off.” Eddie sighs slumping in his seat. His eyes eyes lead back to you as the boys move on. He saw you glare. “They’re like a curse.”

“Who?” Gareth laughs.

“Them.” He waved dismissively towards you. “The cheerleaders.”

“She was nice.” Jeff shrugs.

“Nice until they’re not.” His head shakes seriously.

“Nice to look at.” Comes in Gareth quickly.

Jeff high fives him under the table, but Eddie ignores. The Cheerleader Curse.

A good campaign name.

“I don’t think Eddie likes me very much.” You sit back down at the table.

“The freak?” Carol asks. Tina side kicks her, shaking her head in don’t be mean.

“Yeah,” Your bag drops to the floor. “He was looking at me weird.”

“Maybe he wants in your pants.” Tommy shrugs, unconcerned. Carol swats him again.

“Gross,” She rolls her eyes. “But I did hear he has a reputation.” She pauses, glancing back at him. “Somehow.”

You look up at your friends. “What kind of reputation?”

“I heard he sleeps around.” Carol shrugs.

“I heard,” Tina chimes in, leaning into the group. “That he sells drugs in the woods.”

“He does.” Tommy shrugs. “He’s weird, but his weed isn’t shit.”

Tina sits back. “What’s his price?”

The conversation gets placed on back hold in your mind. Briefly, you debate looking back, ultimately turning to peek over your shoulder. What couldn’t he like about you? Had your nonexistent interaction turned him off of the idea of getting to know you?

For some funny reason, the thought sits in your gut uncomfortably.

“You good?” Carol reaches over the table to lightly pinch your arm. “We gotta call the Nurse?”

“No.” The shake of your head is adamant. “No, m’good.”

“Seriously,” Tommy shrugs. “He’s just weird, don’t let it bother you.”

You nod placid. “Yeah,” Your eyes flit to Eddie, before back to your friends again. “You’re right.”

“That’s my girl.” Tina’s knee knocks with yours.

You smile convincingly, nodding to your friends words. It’s hard for you to focus after that, mind clouded by the mean boy 6 tables away. You don’t look back again, don’t peek.

And somehow, Carol can see right through you.

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archangeldyke-all · 4 months

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Weird AU idea I had randomly:

What if reader and Sevika were like..co-stars on an adult romcom or romantic drama as the two leads? They spend a lot of time together on set and some of their scenes get a little heated (they ofc have a dedicated intimacy coordinator to help). And things just...lead to another off set.

What if Reader is the intimacy coordinator responsible for helping Sevika and her co-stars feel comfortable and they just....hit it off, off-set or after shooting ends. Everyone ofc remains professional on the job, but ya know...not unheard of for folks to start dating after working together 😏

LOVEEE

men and minors dni

seeing people in various states of nakedness is literally your job.

it's vital that you remain professional and responsible while you're working-- both on and off set. you need to be an advocate for healthy boundaries and responsible film-making, there's no space for you to be flustered or uncomfortable or god forbid, turned on.

and usually you're incredibly good at it.

whether it's men or women, whether you find them attractive or not-- you keep your cool and keep it responsible no matter what.

but this is sevika.

sevika, whose interviews you watch before bed-- just to hear the lovely timbre of her voice.

sevika, who has been your celebrity crush for years.

sevika, who's filming her first ever intimate scene, and has no idea how it works.

you find out who you're going to be working with a week before, and you spend the entire week in denial, confident that if you ignore it, you won't freak out about it.

but then you meet her.

she's even more attractive in real life, sleepy from the early morning call-time, hair a little messy and eyes a little droopy, make up free and cuddled up in a white robe. it's like seeing an angel.

the second you introduce yourself to her, closing the door to her trailer behind her, sevika drops her white robe and puts her hands on her hips. when you turn back around, you get an eyeful of a completely naked, completely unbothered sevika. you nearly pass out.

"uh." you say eloquently. sevika blinks at you.

"you're the intimacy coordinator right?" she asks. you gulp, ripping your eyes away from her body to stare at the ceiling.

"y-yes. you don't have to... i mean, you can put your robe back on." you say. "it's just-- we're just talking today." you choke out.

sevika snorts, laughing at herself as she pulls her robe back on. you try to catch your breath as she casually pulls the belt tight and flops onto the couch behind her.

so, it's a rocky start.

and no, you don't jerk off to the image of a naked sevika that's been burned into your frontal lobe when you get home.

that would be completely unprofessional.

(okay, yes you do. three times.)

sevika's charming and funny and down to earth in a way a lot of the celebrities you work with never are. she's got the prettiest smile you've ever seen, and she asks you about your life and listens to your answers, and your crush only gets worse and worse as the days tick by.

you and sevika spend several lunches going over her own personal boundaries.

she's filming a scene with a man, which makes her cringe and stick her tongue out as she says it. (you have to keep yourself from squealing at the confirmation of her very publicly debated lesbianism.) she's not totally uncomfortable with it-- it's her job-- but she 'would like to keep it pg-13' where she can.

she's comfortable with nudity-- she obviously knows how good she looks-- but you explain to her that in scenes beyond the full frontal, she'll be wearing some coverings just to keep everyone comfortable.

she's fascinated by your job, constantly lobbing you with questions.

'what other movies have you worked on?'

'do pornos have intimacy coordinators?'

and then, inevitably, 'who's the hottest celebrity you've ever seen naked?'

this makes you choke on your spit. sevika raises an eyebrow at you as you hack up a lung, and when you finally catch your breath she grins. "me?" she guesses. you just huff and flip her off.

it's amazing watching her act-- she's insanely talented. she's funny too, just naturally, off the top of her head, always spitting out improvised lines that make you and the entire crew laugh. she's also a huge fucking flirt.

she's respectful of all the boundaries you outlined for her on set. always covered unless she's filming, talking frequently with her co-star about the script, triple checking before they film that they both agree with the direction they're taking their sex scenes. but that doesn't stop her from trying to get a rise out of you.

she claims she has no idea how to work the nipple pasties-- insists you do it for her. you've done it for plenty of clients-- sometimes the adhesives or angles can be tricky-- but you know she's just doing it to get you to touch her tits. it's in the way she smirks each time she asks, the way her eyes sparkle as she watches you nervously, shakily press the tape to her flesh, trying to avoid touching her skin at all costs.

she's insisted on taking all her lunches with you once she finds out that you tend to eat alone in your car. she'll tag along with you in the passenger side of your car, teasing you and fiddling with your radio and ducking in her seat when you pass by herds of paparazzi, as you drive the two of you to taco bell. she always pays-- 'i'm the superstar, you're driving a camry-- no offense.'

and she's always touching you.

never inappropriately, never without your permission-- but she's always got her hands on you in some way.

playing with a strand of your hair as you check in with her between takes. wrapping an arm around your shoulders when the two of you walk to your car. fiddling with your fingers in the back of a bus as the two of you and a few crew members ride to a local bar for drinks. each time, you stutter and stumble over your words, biting your cheek and awkwardly avoiding her eyes as she grins at you. she knows what she's doing. she loves it.

you assume you're just a pillow fluffer of sorts for her. just someone for her to flirt with between scenes-- a place for her to put all the residual emotions that filming a rom-com requires. it's happened before-- occasionally clients will need a bit of intimacy outside of the shoot to keep their romantic mood going all day-- and you're happy to receive a few flirty compliments and lingering glances in order to keep your clients happy.

when filming wraps, you assume that you'll never see sevika again.

you say goodbye to her with a hug in her trailer, wishing her luck in her career and hoping that maybe you'll have the pleasure to work with her again in the future. when you pull away, sevika's looking at you with a furrow in her brow.

"what?" you ask.

sevika bites her lip, and for the first time since you've met, she looks... shy.

"nevermind. 's stupid." she says.

you scoff. "sevika, i custom dye thongs to match various skin tones for a living-- i'm used to stupid." you say. she huffs.

"do you... i mean-- how familiar are you with the dating policies on set?"

"uh... not super? i can put you in contact with debbie from HR if you--"

"no nevermind. it's dumb."

you laugh. "having a crush on someone isn't dumb. you should go for it! filming's wrapped, so i doubt there's any hoops you'd need to jump through."

sevika bites her cheek. "i don't know if she'd be into me." she whispers, still not looking at you. you bark a laugh, and sevika's eyes dart up to look at you.

"don't be ridiculous." you say. "you're a fucking a-list actress, i know you know how hot you are, she'd be a fucking idiot not to be!"

"but it's... it's kinda been her job for the past few months to flirt with me."

"what?" you ask.

sevika's co-star is a man-- and he should be the only person flirting with sevika on set.

"i dunno. she's gotta touch me and talk to me and make me comfortable all day-- i don't know if she'd be doing that if it wasn't her job."

"sevika, who's been touching you? nobody's supposed to touch you." you say, anger bubbling up in your stomach.

it's your job to protect her from this happening, and you're starting to panic as you think about all the ways you might've failed her.

sevika huffs a laugh, and you blink at her. "it's not funny, sev, it's serious-- your boundaries--"

"it's you." she says. you blink. "i... it's okay if you... i mean it's basically your job to, like, take care of me, so it's cool if you don't--"

"me?!" you ask, cutting her off. sevika shrugs. "a-are you fucking with me?" you ask. sevika blinks.

"no?" she guesses.

"so this isn't some kind of prank ran put you up to because i told them you've been my celebrity crush since your first movie?" you ask. sevika's worried expression melts, a smug, self-satisfied smile taking its place.

"no." she says again. you sigh.

"o-oh." you say.

"so..." sevika starts. "i know you're all about boundaries and consent and stuff-- do i have to ask before i kiss you or...?" she trails off. you giggle, a little giddy as the reality of the situation sinks in.

"yeah. you have to wear that thong and the pasties to bed with me too." you tease. sevika laughs.

"damn, that's horrible. i'm not gonna be able to do any of the things i wanted to--"

you cut her off with a kiss.

taglist!

@fyeahnix @sapphicsgirl @half-of-a-gay @ellabslut @thesevi0lentdelights @sexysapphicshopowner @shimtarofstupidity @love-sugarr @chuucanchuucan @222danielaa @badbye666 @femme-historian @lia-winther @gr0ssz0mbi3 @ellsss @sevikaspillowprincess @leomatsuzaki @emiliabby

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cartierdreamx · 1 year

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THE LAST SLICE

good morning my sweet babies! hope your weekend is going more than incredible, just a short, sweet one shot i thought of when i randomly have the urge to write, hope you enjoy!! J <333

Pairings: jenna ortega x fem! Reader

Warnings: angst (? like if you read in between the lines😭), swearing, it’s really just fluff LMFAO.

Summary: jenna wanted a sign.

Words: 2k+

This fic includes no NSFW themes, but my blog does have a minors DNI rule! you are responsible for your own social media intake, which includes reading entertainment, which this fic falls under. thank you!

“You gotta be faster than that, Ortega.” You tease, sticking your tongue out as you take the last pizza slice, Jenna’s hand narrowly missing the food she had craved the most the entire morning, she knew the crew was going to order pizza for everyone just after the ‘cut’ was called for lunch to commence. But pizza being pizza, it was a war to get to the slices, unfortunately you and Jenna would be one of the last ones to get to the buffet table having need to debrief with each other, the director, and the producer about the scene. Luckily today, debrief was quick and the cheese with carefully placed pepperoni all over creating little pools of grease called out something, your name.

“I’m gonna kill you, l/n.” A stern brunette darts her eyes up at your as you take a bite, a bite so comedically insane she was so sure you were mocking her, to be fair, you are. “Oh, I hate you.”

“Mhmhm, I call bluff, you’re not going to kill me,” you roll your eyes, taking yet another sweet bite, killing Jenna just a bit more, “and plus, you love me.”

“No, I don’t.” Jenna was quick to shut the statement down, mostly to change the subject because she didn’t want to give you two wins today. You knew she loves you, you love her too, except the only difference is, she only reciprocated platonic feelings. It was an accident, but sometimes the best things come from accidents, falling for her was an accident, not a mistake, well you hope it isn’t a mistake.

By now, you were used to the daily making out with random actors and actresses, most roles you booked had a love story in it and you were a main love interest every time, what can you say, your charms hypnotised the world.

But there was a certain charm that washed over you, her, Jenna’s gaze was something, her heart was everything. She was, she is, your everything. To this day, you steal every look you can and when she catches you, a soft blush always surfaced its way to your cheeks, which only made her laugh. You promised yourself you wouldn’t fall for America’s sweetheart but it’s a whole lot easier breaking self-promises, and you also promised yourself, no matter what your delusions would tell you, she doesn’t have feelings for you back.

“Mhmh, you held the kiss longer than you were supposed to.” You retort, teasing her and only slightly flirting with her, making sure she doesn’t read into it.

She scoffs and playfully punches your arm, “BUT YOU DIDN’T BREAK AWAY!”

You play a sly grin, making her giggle a bit, “I didn’t hear cut.” You shrug. And before she could come up with a quirky comeback, your moment was slightly ruined by the producer’s son who has been shadowing his dad for the past few weeks and unfortunately for you, he was quick to pine over Jenna, who wouldn’t? The world’s pining over her, you’re pining over her, it’s no surprise he is too.

It’s no lie he made you jealous, not that you wanted any of his features or his personality, actually you think his personality is quite cheesy, he made you jealous because in your eyes, in your mind, Jenna was pinning over him too, you wanted her to pine over you, wanted her to want you the way he does, the way you do.

“Hey, sorry to interrupt, but can I steal Jenna away for a second.” He asks, she smiles, see, it was that damn nature of his that made her smile, that damn nature of his that you curse, although it wasn’t fair for you to dislike the guy for this very reason, it was your nature to wallow in angst every time they were together.

“You could steal me anytime, Idrys.” She giggles, making you die inside even more. You couldn’t bring yourself to say anything, just smiling and nodding at him, giving him the ‘okay.’ As he whisks her away, your eye stays locked on them, mostly locked on Jenna, watching her every move, jealousy brewing from your stomach seeping its way to your heart.

The delectable pizza was just a cold mush to you now, nothing about it was desirable to you anymore, that sinking feeling got to you, you toss the rest of your slice in the bin, but what you saw next made you even more sick, your eyes relayed the sight of Idrys towering over Jenna whilst she looks up, laughing flashing him with those dreamy eyes of hers.

“I love my son, but Jenna can do so much better than him.” Turning around, you see your producer pursing his lips at you, “I’m serious, y/n, they have no chemistry.”

“They make a cute couple.”

“Wow, for someone who has an Oscar, you are a terrible liar.” Placing his hands on your shoulder, centring you down.

“I wasn’t lying.”

“But you weren’t telling the truth, they make a cute couple because they’re both attractive, and that’s it, they share no fire, you and Jenna do.”

“I am a great actress.” You cheese, trying to lighten the mood and hopefully change the subject, but that was a horrible attempt as it only directed the attention of your director to you two, which he thought it’d be a great idea to welcome herself into the conversation.

“That you are, but no one could act the way you feel about her, the way she feels about you.” She starts, “what you two have is real, and I mean more than just your friendship, like don’t get me wrong, that shit is cute, but the raw chemistry and love you two share, that is unmatched, his son can only imagine having that with her.” She looks to her side, shaping an ‘O’ with her mouth, “no offence, man.”

“None taken, you’re one hundred percent right, and plus, EVERYONE saw that kiss, she held it longer than she was supposed to.” Solidifying her point. Those two acted like a married couple, they weren’t together, but you could’ve sworn their dynamic was unmatched, “go get the girl, y/n.” They say in unison, walking away together, only proving you right.

“Hey, sorry that took a while, what did they want?” Jenna’s voice getting louder as she steps closer to you, now looking at you with the same dreamy eyes, except it was different, jumping to conclusions those eyes screamed platonic. What your dumbass didn’t realise was that the look she gave you was different, she never looked at anyone the way she looks at you, her eyes were love sick, she was lovesick, for you.

“Oh, it’s no problem, and uh, they were just talking about my character development, how they want my character to grow.” Lying through your teeth, you just hope she couldn’t see through you the way the other two did.

“You didn’t like it? It’s okay if you don’t, you can speak to them, they love and respect you, like you’re their love child, cus everyone agrees they act like a married couple.” She says, in the sweetest, softest tone, you could melt, bend at your knees. “You seem upset, baby.” Baby.

You shake your head and with such slyness you lean on the table, making sure you don’t topple over at the sound of her nickname for you, you weren’t lying when you told yourself you would bend at your knees for her.

“Huh? OH, no, no, I’m not upset at all.” Another lie, “it’s just been a long week and I can’t wait to get home; the new season of Black Mirror is out.” You smile, baring all your teeth, now that one wasn’t a complete lie, it has been a long week and there is a new season that you can’t wait to binge.

“Hurgh, I thought you said we’d watch it together!” Jenna acts betrayal as she grasps her shirt near her heart region.

“Okayyyyy, come over tonight.” Rolling her eyes at her, making sure your invitation was finite and not a question, so she would have to come over.

“Oh, uh, actually, I would love to.” There’s a change in her tone.

“But…?”

“But I have a date tonight, with Idrys, it’s what we were talking about before. Watch it without me, I’ll catch up.” Oh. You regret inviting her, because maybe you’d only have to hear about the date after it happened. Oh, who are you kidding, she would’ve told you the second she got back and the voice in your head would be pestering you to dig at her, asking what their conversation was about, you were going to find out about the date in a heartbeat.

“Right, well that’s better than spending it with me on my couch, so have fun, he’s cute, and no doubt you’re going to look breathtaking tonight.” You try your hardest to not show the stabbing feeling that buries your heart right now.

“I’m glad you think so, pick me up at seven.” She cheeses, with such mischief behind her eyes.

“JENNAAAA.”

“Thank you, baby.”

How could you say no.

As Jen enters your car, you can’t help but stare in awe, she looks ethereal, she is ethereal. She was wearing a black mini skirt that hugged her hips, accompanied by a sheer white button up that caressed her curves, thought the material was sheer, it wasn’t completely see through, and her hair was up in a slick, mid bun with her middle part showing.

There was no one in the world, the universe that made you feel the way she did, she was like basking in the warm Australian sun, like the skyline of a city at night time reflecting on your skin, where light was, she was there, she isn’t the light, she’s your light.

“You know, l/n, if you keep staring, I’ll miss my date.” Jenna teases, only making you blush and giggle, but the dimness of your car shadowed your face, making it hard for Jenna to see the blush, but what she did see was the spark in your eyes which calmed the sea of nervousness she was swimming in. Maybe you should keep staring.

As you start driving, you start fidgeting, Jenna noticed but she didn’t want to point it out, scared it’ll only push you away and make you dismissive. The tension in the car was strong, it could cut a boulder clean, and you couldn’t take that so you small talk her acting as if you were her uber driver and you don’t have a relationship with her.

“So, uh, you excited?”

“A bit, more nervous actually.”

“He should be nervous, he’s the one going on a date with THE Jenna Ortega.”

“Hmph, you flatter me.” You try. “Actually, he’s the one who has been nervous all week, he’s been asking me out every single day without fail for the past seven days.”

“And you kept rejecting him?”

“Something like that,” you also hope that the dim lights didn’t reveal your sly smirk painted on your face.

“Why did you?”

“I just wanted to see if something else would come along.”

“That is?”

“A sign.”

“A sign?”

“A sign for me to officially say no, I told him to give me a week, and on the last day, I caved and said yes.” Confusion starts to set in, you couldn’t tell if she wanted to even go on this date, you know, with the whole sign thingy, maybe she was just looking for a reason to say no but there wasn’t one conjured up in time.”

“I take it there wasn’t any?”

“Zilch. Maybe no sign meant I should say yes.”

“Unfortunate,” you mumble, maybe if a sign did show, you wouldn’t be caught in this situation.

“Indeed.” You didn’t think she heard you, but she did, unfortunately though, you didn’t hear her. “What was that?” You ask.

“Oh, nothing, just thinking out loud.”

“Right, well, we’re here, just let me park and help you out.” You park swiftly and with ease, despite needing to parallel park, with that same swiftness you hop out and open the car door for Jenna, extending your arm out for her.

“Always a gentleman.” She smiles.

“Gentlewoman,” you jokingly correct her, she lets out a small huff of laughter whilst her smile stays in place, “what’re you waiting for, Jen?”

“A sign, baby.” There it was again, baby.

“Go have fun, Jen.” You grab her hand once more and caress each knuckle.

She held her blink longer than usual, smiling as she does so, letting out a wistful sigh, and before she turns away and leaves, she tippy toes up, placing a soft, warm kiss on your cheek. Except it was so much closer to the edge of your mouth, you want to say it was a kiss?

Once you settle back into your couch, snuggle up in your fluffy blanket, you can’t wait to hear the iconic tudum ahead of every Black Mirror episode, getting lost in the new season, hoping to clear your mind of Jenna and her date, the date now an hour in.

And even though she gave you permission to watch the new season without you, there was a guilt building in you every time you considered pressing play, so you listen and decide to save season six for another time, another time where Jenna was with you, resting her head on your shoulder.

Instead, you opt to rewatch your favourite episode instead, ‘San Junipero,’ but before the first interaction of the episode could start, you hear your doorbell ring, you pause the episode and go check it out.

Looking through your ring camera app, you see Jenna? You open the door in confusion and map the brunette up and down, making sure you weren’t hallucinating, you see her smiling softly at you holding a pizza box in her hand.

“Hi.” She smiles, only making you even more confused.

“Hello?” You start off, “what’re you doing here, your date?”

She breathes in deeply, hearing the oxygen enter her body, she exhales just as deeply, hearing the carbon dioxide, that was once oxygen, leave her body. “Well, I was on a date, enjoying delicious food, with a very cute and funny boy in front of me,” your heart drops, “but.” Your heart raises, and so does one of your eyebrows.

“But?”

“He wasn’t the one I wanted to be with, he’s great and all but he doesn’t occupy my heart, he’s just a friend, I explained it to him, and he was very sweet about it, he understood, actually he was the one who dropped me off here.”

“Well, who does occupy your heart?” Your naïve and oblivious self asks. Only making Jenna’s facial expression form a horror as a result of you not being able to connect the dots.

“YOU. YOU DO, Y/N, I love you.” You freeze, “you’re the one I want to be with, I love more than you could ever imagine.” And before you could react, you feel her lips on yours, like it was coming home, except this time, it was here to stay, and they were speaking the truth, no lies, no acting, no cut, just the truth.

“But the sign?” You break away.

“The sign was you, you idiot, I wanted to see if a miracle would happen, and you would ask me out.”

“OHHHHH.” Realisation hits you like a truck, “I don’t even know what to say.”

“Just shut up and kiss me.”

“Yes ma’am.” You pull her waist in, essentially pulling her inside your house, greeting her lips once more as she places the pizza on your table, dancing in motion together as if the two of you were among the stars.

“And before you try anything funny,” she pulls away, making you whimper a bit, “there’s twelve slices of pizza, six each so we both get a last slice.”

You smile, making you’re the corner of your lips connect to your eyes, essentially closing your eyes as a reaction.

“Last slice.”

a/n: j! try to write at a normal time and fix your sleep schedule challenge <3 (it’s 6am)

taglist: @talialeih (uber eats me a pizza please, love.)

#jenna ortega #jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega x y/n #jenna ortega x you #wednesday x reader #wednesday adams x reader #tara carpenter x reader #vada cavell x reader #wednesday addams #jenna ortega x reader fluff #jenna ortega x fem!reader #jenna ortega x female reader

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lizsos · 5 months

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The Lee's

Summary : Tatter's sister is a famous idol, she happened to meet Bada and Lusher . The problem is both of the Lee's have crush on Tatter's sister who will y/n choose in the end .

Genre: fluff , smut

(Idol reader )

It was a calm day in JustJerk studio . Bada , Lusher and Tatter were dancing around trying to come out with a new choreography gpfor Kai's new song . They've been dancing for 2 hours they came up with some ideas for the first part of the song . Bada decided that it was time for them to rest , so right now they were chilling around . Lusher was sitting on the floor while leaving on the wall behind her . Meanwhile , Tatter was lying face down on the floor , seemingly busy chatting with someone . Bada wasn't in the room at the moment, deciding to find a vending machine to by a drink .

The moment that Bada entered the room again , Tatter randomly asked a question "Unnies , what do you want to eat for lunch today ?"

"Lunch ? Are we ordering food today ?" Bada questioned tilting her slightly .

"My sister is coming today to visit us, she decided to bring lunch so we can eat together ."

"Ehh , you have a sister ?! " Lusher screamed out , surprised by the new information . Bada , also with a shocked look reposted, " Yah ! I've known you for how long and I didn't know you even had a sister. Why didn't you tell us" she point's an accusing finger at Tatter .

Finally sitting up from her position Tatter answered back both of the Lee's that had been questioning her , " In my defence, the both of you never really asked about her and she's really busy I haven't seen her in 5 months. "

"But still , I mean you've met my family " Lusher pouted , disappointed

"Well , now you know " Tatter shrugged " anyways , what do you want to eat? She waiting for our response .

" I'll have Jjajangmyeon " Bada answered still looking in deep thought. "I'll have Kimbap" Lusher requested.

"Okay I'll let her know" Tatter continued to text on her phone, seemingly serious with the conversation that she's currently in "She'll come in 40 minutes "

"Also please don't freak out when you see her . I don't want it to be awkward I trust you guys "

"Freak out? Why would we freak out ?" Bada questioned, curious about the whole situation. It was just strange to her , Tatter announcing that she has a sister that they don't know about then asking them to not freak out

"You'll see later" Tatter dismessed the question, too excited at the fact that she's finally able to meet her sister again . The girls then go back to dancing after their small break , deciding to move to making the key point of the dance . They were so focused on dancing that they didn't notice the door opening and a figure entering the room .

The unknown figure was wearing a hat and an oversized hoodie that covered her head . Not forgetting the mask that adjourned her face , making her seem more mysterious. She then put the plastic bag that contained food on the floor before walking towards Tatter and hugging her from the back while she was busy dancing . Suprised by the unexpected action Tatter squeaked in shock and tried to move away from the person holding her before relaxing after hearing a finolaiar chuckle from her sister .

"UNNIE !" Tatter yelled excitedly , turning around yo return the hug "I missed you so much " .

The unknown figure , now revealed as Tatter's sister , just chuckled at the youngers reaction , glad to finally able to see her sister again .

Throughout the whole thing , Bada and Lusher just stared at the interaction between the two sisters , it was really heart-warming and it makes them wonder about the mysterious sister of Tatter even more

" I miss you tata " th girl's beupautiful voice can be heard . "Let me take the food so e can eat" tithe girl walked back to the entrance, picking up the plastic bag , before standing next to Tatter again .

"Bada unnie seoyoung unnie this is my sister y/n . Unnie this is my dance teacher Bada and teammate seoyoung pr usually known as Lusher" Tatter introduced her sister to her members .

" hello there , nice to meet you , I'm blackpink y/n , Tatter's half sister "y/n bowed

Shocked from the famous person in front of them Lusher and Bada just stared at her before finally snapped our of their trance and bowed back , introducing themselves back .

"Well now that you all officially met , let's eat" Tatter excitedly clapped her hands . Hearing the youngest words y/n just chuckled and gestures for the rest of them to sit on the floor before taking the food out "here you go m Tteokbokki of my favourite sister " y/n gives the food to Tatter and rubbing her head before giving Bada and Lusher their food . Thanking y/n for the food, they began to eat . Bada and Lusher interrogating Tatter and y/n about their relationship throughout the whole meal .

During the conversation both Bada and Lusher cant help but glance at the beautiful girl in front of them . Sure , they've met other idols before especially Bada , being the in-house choreographer for SM , but the idol in front of them is different. Being a member 9f blackpink really showcased a different aura than most idols they've seen before , maybe because blackpink are working more often outside of korea that their vibes has changed all together .

As they talk and eat their lunches , y/n admitted that she enjoyed the company upon her . Not only she finally got to hang out with her sister and her members , the sight in front of her is definitely not disappointing . She hates to admit it , but the moment she saw her sisters friends she got attracted to them . Both of the girls had a different personality and features that attracted her .

Finshing lunch , y/n decided to stay back and watch their practice promising that she won't spill anything she watches to the Internet jokingly, making the rest of the people there laugh at her joke . As she watches the three girls finance, she can't help but be amazed , her sister really has I proved so much , her musicality and how she now can help to make a choreography herself made y/n proud . Her gaze was soon distracted by the powerful moves of bada . She can't help but be entranced by bada powerful moves . As a dancer Heslerton, she rarely see's girls that can dance with so much power , it almost felt like watching a male dancing . Even the best dancer on her team ,Lisa didn't dance that powerful . Its truly a sight to see and she can't help but blush whenever her eyes and bada's eyes connected through the mirror .

But to be honest, Lusher's dance suprised her the most . She didn't expect the girl to be a combination of Bada and Tatter . Her moves are both powerful and feminine, being the perfect piece to the puzzle . She surprised her by staying at the studio for 3 hours already , realising that she still some errands to do , she decided to say goodbye to the group thats still dancing infront of her .

"Hey guys , its really nice meeting you and watching you dance , but I gotta go now" standing up she apologised to the trio . Pouting at her own words , Tatter goes to stop the music before hugging her sister .

"Thank you for visiting and spending time here , Unnie . Also can I sleep over at your place tonight?" Tatter begged adding an extra pout as a cherry on top .

Chucking at her cute sister , " Ofcourse you can Tata " breaking off from the hug , y/n rubbed Tatter's cheek before giving it a small pinch "Its nice to know you guys too" she said to the taller dou behind them

Bada walks closer with her arms opend , signalling that she also wants a hug . Y/n smiled at the cute action and decided to follow along hugging the tall girl . It was surprising feeling , the girl's embrace is so warm and comforting that she didn't want to let go . Finally breaking off from the hug, she hot engulfed into another hug by a more cheerful girl , slightly swaying both of their bodies side to side , making her giggle at her action , loving the playful video that the girl exuded .

"Umm ... can I maybe have your number unnie ? I really enjoyed your company today and maybe we could ģet know each other more ? " Lusher rambled after letting go from their hug , her personality doing a full 180 . Gone from her cheerful personality, to ow filled with a shy rambling mess . "Ofcourse ," y/n winked , before taking her phone and adding her number , even doing an extra effort by taking a photo of herself to be used as a profile picture,. "Now you have 1/5 of balckpink members numbers "she jokingly said .

"I'll text you to let you know its me Unnie " Lusher grinned , still shocked that she actually had the number of her bias

"How about me ? I'm actually your number one fan you know " Bada asked while pouting , acting like a hurt child , making her members laugh from their leader's action "Ofcourse I'll give my number to my number one family " y/n played along to Bada's antic , amused at the girl's action . Inserting her number to the phone given to her , she then does the some thing that she did to Lusher's , but decideding to be a little extra , she does a heart cheek for the pfp , still amused that she met y/n and even had her number .

Waving goodbye to the trio , y/n packs her bag and she leaves the studio .

"Look , she added a heart for my picture " Bada bragged to Lusher after making sure y/n left

"No fair" Lusher whined "you wouldn't even get her number if I didn't ask anyways unnie, so its a win for me actually " . The dancer's continued to bicker about who got ore attention from the blackpink member before Tatter's voice cut them off "stop ! I k ow that my sister is amazing and that you have some kind of crush on her but please talking about it infront of me" Tatter complained , annoyed how they keep bragging about the attention you showed them .

"Okay , Taeyoung-ah . We won't dicuss it again . Come on leat go back to practice " Bda apologised before turning the music back on .

It was late af night and y/n just finished yptaking a shower , after making sure that Tatter has slept comfortably in her room at y/ns penthouse , she can finally relax for the day . Scrolling on her private instgram , her attention was distracted by a notification from an unknown number .

Unknow Number :

Hiiiii

Pretty girl <3 :

Ummm ... who is this ?

Unknow Number :

I'm you number one fan ;)

Just kidding, I'm not your stalker

Let me give you a clue

🌊🌊🌊

Pretty girls <3

Oh !

Hello bada unnie

I really thought some stalker manged to get my phone number 😤

Giant unnie 🌊💙 :

Sorry not sorry

Just kidding !

Sorry for the jumbscare

Pretty girl <3 :

Its okay unnie , its kinda normal occurrence for me

Giant unnie 🌊💙 :

Sorry that you went through that . I didn't know being am idol can be that scary . If you need any help just tell me

Pretty girl <3 :

Awweee ..... thank you unnie ! I'll keep that in mind ;)

Their conversation was cut off by another notification from an unknown number , guessing that this is lusher, y/n decided to play a joke on her .

Unknow Number :

Hello y/n unnie !! This is seoyoung 🤍🤍

Future girlfriend ❤ :

Umm ... who is this ?

I don't know anyone named y/n

Unknow Number :

Is this not y/n ?

If not I apologise . It seems like a texted the wrong member.

Sorry for bothering you this late .

Have a night night !!

Future girlfriend ❤ :

Lolo its me seoyoung-ah

I'm just kidding , this is my real number no need to worry .

Kitty 🐱 :

Unnie you're so mean 😿😿

Anyways I just wanted to say that I enjoyed your company today , even though I just knew you existed rptoday

Wait no!!!, not like that , I know a blackpink member , like you're really famous you know and there is no one in this industry who wouldn't know recognise you . What i mean is I just knew that you're actually related to Tatter .

I'm rambling arebt I?

Please forgive me unnie

Future girlfriend ❤ :

Why are so cuteee? ???.

Its not problem at all

Its a pleasure to finally get to know my sister's best friends and coworkers . It makes me really glad that she has someone to depend on in her job .

Throughout the night y/n kept texting Bada and Lusher back and forth . Enjoying both of the girls company .

Its safe to say that y/n has become close friends with the two Lee's . Whenever she's in Korea, she'll always spend some time to hang out with them and they still text constantly even if she's overseas .

This time y/n was staying in Korea for a longer period of time . She had just finished her closing concert in Korea and is finally given time to rest after such a long tour .

On her third day of relaxing , sho got a message from Lusher , asking her 8f she's free and if she wanted to visit the dance studio . Agreeing to the inventation since she's bored after laying in bed for the past two days , y/n went to get ready , not forgetting to wear sunglasses and a mask to cover herself . After making sure that she looks presentable, she went to the garage and drove her car to JustJerk academy. Walking to the room that Lusher told her to come in , she saw Lusher sitting on the floor , breathing heavily after what looks like an intense dance routine .

"Hey , you look exhausted " y/ greeted in a jokingly manner .

"No I'm not tired at all , uunie . What make you think that I'm tired ?" Lusher quickly responds, knowing that y/n means no harm and its how they usually talk to each other .

Y/n just chuckled at the younger girl who is still trying to catch her breath. Taking out the engery drink that she know Lusher likes , before handing it to her . Lusher just nodded happily , blushing slightly at her crushes action. I mean she can't help it, her once only celebrity crush just turned into a real crush .

"What are you practicing Seoyoung -ah? " y/n asked curious on what made Lusher dance so hard for .

"Im just preparing myself with a hard routine . I don't know if Bada unnie or Tatter told you this but team BeBe is invited to Street Woman Fighter 2 "Lusher explained excitedly, even now , she still didn't believe that they are given a chance to showcase their talent.

"Oh my god ! Congrats you guys ! Im really happy for you " y/n cheered once she heard the news,. Glad to see the girls talents will finally be appreciated.

After hanging out with lusher in the practice room for 2 more hours. You decided to part ways . Lusher was saying she had a team meeting for a shooting their crew preformance . You both said your goodbyes and left each other going different paths .

Team Bebe announcement of joining swf2 unknowingly added a new dynamic with her relationship with Bada and Lusher . Wheneven she had free time . She would join team bebe practice's and cheer them up. She's also now closed with the rest of team . Even having a group chat with her and team bebe . The rest of the girls know their Leader and sub-Leader had a crush in the Idol and they liked to tease them about it whenever they got the chance.

"Bada unnie , don't you think that y/n unnie and seoyoung unnie are extra touchy today ?" Kyma , the main bully of team bebe asked her leader . Hearing the question , Bada turned her her gaze onto Lusher and y/n who were laughing at something on Lusher's phone . Y/n was lying her head on Lusher's lap while Lusher holder her phone with one hand while her other hand was busy stroking y/n's hair. Not liking the view m Bada clapped her hand the practice will start in 5 minutes .

Amused by the leader's action, Kyma went to gossip with the rest fo the members about what has just happened. Tbroughout the practice, it was obvious that Lusher and Bada were trying to get your attention and impress you, the both of them could be found glancing at you all the time . It was pretty funny for all the members.

It was during the Mega Crew Mission that they finally let their emotions out , Bada in particular took the biggest damage. Y/n noticed that Bada seemed to lose her confidence and she looked apdiqn most of the time, meanwhile Lusher and Tatter tried to help their leader by taking action .

"Come on cheer up ! Who are you ? Bada lee !" She said to bada lifting her head up , gazing into her eyes . Her heart sqeezing itself at the sight in front of her . the strong charismatic leader that she knows looks very stressed and down . Pulling Bada into a hug , she just rubbed her back and mumbled encouraging words , trying to cheer the girl up and lessen her self-doubt .

The moment just made Bada fall harder . Her carrying actions and constant support for her and her team members are one of the reasons that she's strong enough to get through all that .

One night , after finishing the Mega Crew Mission bada and y/n were laying down on JustJerk rooftop . Deciding to take a breath after the announcement of the mission .

"Her y/n ?" Bada just started , y/n just hummed in response to Bada's question. "Im really glad that I met you " she confessed " I didn't know what would happen if I didn't meet you that time . I don't think I'll be able to pull though all those challenges " .

"Im really glad that I met you guys too . But honestly, I think your wrong , you're very strong . Your were able to get this far because of yourself and not just me . Please don't even underestimate yourself even again . Me and the girls think that you're great and will always belive in you " y/n said sincerely, still looking at the sky .

Touched by y/ns words , bada blushed heavily , glad that the night is dark and y/n wasn't looking at her . Of not , then she's definitely doomed . They just continued to talk to each other . Badas gaze flickered from y/ns eyes to her lips, wondering how if would feel against her own lips . She imagined them to be soft and luscious , maybe tasting like a strawberry, knowing that the girl in front of her likes to uses strawberry flavoured stiff . Slowly leaning in their lips met in the middle , fireworks exploding in both of their stomach. Their kiss lasted for some time before they leaned back to catch their breath .

"Wow " y/n mumbled . Still shocked that she kissing bada . To be honest she's been attracted to the girl form the beginning, finding her style to be unique and her charming personality fun to be around.

"Wow indeed" Bada agreed " so , uh do you maybe wanna go on a date sometime ?" She decided to shoot her shot m knowing that she'll do whatever it takes to be with the idol , she feels kinda gulity for asking you you out knowing that Lusher also had a crush on you and both of them have been in some kind of friendly rivalry for the past few months .

"Yaeh ofcourse , I would like to ," you replied shyly. "Bht what about seoyoung ? I don't want to disappoint her her " her mind was in some kind of dilemma. Sure she likes lushers company but to her , not as romantic partner. "Im sure she's a big girl already , she'll be able to accept your decision " bada reassured uy/n , taking the girl into a comforting hug , trying to calm her racing thoughts .

"Uh yeah , your right " y/n agrres noddding her head , her arms were wrapped tightly around badas waist , enjoying her company.

The next day y/n went to join bebe practice she decided to tell lusher about her decision

"Seoyoung -ah can we talk ? " she called out m trying to get lushers attention . Nodding her head , the slightly taller girl walked towards the idol and both of them went to an empty room .

" uh I just want to tell you that I know that you have a crush on me and I'm sorry that I can't return your feelings " y/n bowed feeling truly sorry for the younger girl ? "I always thought of you as a little sister , like Tater and I would tike to apologise of it seem like I'm leading on you on"

Lusher could feel her heart break but decided to accept y/ns decision whole heartdly "its bada unnie isn't it?" She said bitterly , slightly disappointed that her unnie got to be with her crush .

"Its not badas fault , but yes we decided to try it out together it didn't feel right to hide it from you "

"Its alright y/n unnie I knew from the start that one of us will lose and I kinda prepared for it . At least I know that you'll be with bada unnie and she'll take care of you "

Y/n just hugged the girl in response " I know you'll find so enemies better than me eventually someone who will love you better seoyoung -ah "

You bothwent back to the practice room you and bada announced it and everyone has happy especially Tatter she was happy some got to love her sister .

You and bada went back to your penthouse and you said to bad in her ear "bada I want you "

Bada was kinda shocked but she didn't complain she carried you to your room and sat you on the bed .

You kissed bada harshly wish took her by surprise.

Bada instantly kisses you back grunting, Her hands squeezing your breasts causing you to gasp and she slides her tongue into your mouth, swirling and exploring every inch of it. She kisses you harder and harder, teeth clashing and tongues dancing with each other, her hand goes up to cup your jaw, trying to mold her lips into yours .

''F-Fuck! w-wait'' You breath out cupping her cheeks to pull her away, you tilt your head s to the side and lean in to attatch your lips with her swollen pouty ones.

You let out a shaky breath hesitant at first, but then shake your head, your lips curving into a smirk. ''Lets see if you deserve to see my face hm?''

You were sprawled out on your bed by now, your shirt and skirt are long gone at this point .

''Take it off'' she pants out as she pulls away staring at you.

She stares at you hard. You're used the intensity of her gaze, but this is that special stare. That lusty one she gives you in dance practices when you sit there all pretty with your mini skirts laughing along with the other bebe members .

She holds her position, all up in your personal space as her fingers trail up your bare thigh. ''I know these pretty thighs all too well by the way you walk around me in dance practice '' Her hand inches upwards, fingers hooking around the band of your panties before pulling them and letting them go making them snap against your skin.

"Do you know how fucking good you look right now? How badly I've wanted to fuck you?'' She says as his voice drips with lust. '' the things you make me feel y/n " bada said with a shaky breath leaving a sloppy kiss right under your ear and the area around your neck .

The sudden sting causes you to jolt and whimper, a pout forming on your glossy lip.'

'Lets see if you can actually scream huh'' She mutters as she inches forward to your soaked panties, her breath fanning your silk covered fold earning little whines from you.

''T-take them off!'' You whimper, your hands going down to hold her hair and tugging on them slightly causing her to smirk. And so she does, in an instant she rips your panties off and without any warning, she connects her lips to your soaking folds, as if it was a magnet pulling Bada .

''O-Oh oh badaaaaa fuckfuckfuckk g-gon make me cummmmm- ngh'' You cry out arching your back, nipples hard and thighs trembling vigorously, your legs wrap around her shoulders practically suffocating her with your thighs, but she doesn't mind it she has wanted this for way too long now, she was too pussy drunk to notice.

“Mmm..s’sweet mmm” He mumbles into your cunt sending vibrations up your core.

You're mweling as you feel a new sensation build up in your stomach once you feel her tongue enter you, her nose nudging against your clit. her tongue rolling inside you and your spongey spot that will lead you to your destruction, she knows you're close- and just when you're about to have an earth shattering orgasm, she pulls away with a cocky grin, lips glossy and puffy, cheeks and chin stained in your juices, eyes fully lust-blowen. If it was possible, bada would definitely have heart in her eyes right now.

You whine and buck your hips shifting closer to the edge of the bed , hands yanking her head back down into your core in attempt for any stimulation.

She listen to you and continues her job hitting all the spots that makes you fold at the spot

"Ahhhhh~~~ bada im close fuckfuck fuck " you said as you were tugging on her hair for life "cum for me y/n let me taste you" she said while moving her tongue.

You had to admit she had amazing tounge skills , skills that would make you scream .

"CummingCummingCumming" you said as your load went out bada slowed down her movements but still her head was deep down in your core licking cat licks on your pussy while drinking up your juice .

Bada lifted her her up and went to kiss you a deep loving kiss .

You both washed up and went to your bed , you insisted bada to just sleep over and you both cuddled until the sun came up .

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The end ~

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feyhunter78 · 5 months

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Chapter Seventeen - You're ignoring him, and it's driving him insane, luckily fate is on his side and Todd slips up.

Ch 18

TW: Todd is very mean to y/n, and Miguel fucks him up, like it's a bit graphic

You’re avoiding him, it’s been a week now, it’s obvious. You cling to Janey, Gladys, to fucking Dave, to anyone who isn’t him. You even ate lunch with Gladys. He hates Gladys. She’s a kind enough old woman, but her crucifix blinds him, and she hugs him so tightly it burns him through his clothes. And now she’s stealing you from him, wrapping you in a bubble of silver and well-meaning that keeps him from even talking to you.

Perhaps he had gone too far, or you’d been awake when he pawed at you like an animal unable to overcome his base instincts. But you showed no signs of awareness, you had curled into him, basked in his touch, your mind betrayed no thoughts of fear or deception. But now? Now you were closed to him, he didn’t think it possible, but you had unknowingly shut him out, and what little glimpses he was able to pry free were of the mundane. You forgot to get more paper towels at the grocery store, your feet hurt, you wanted some candy you randomly remembered from your youth.

“Y/N, wait up.” He calls down the hall, clipboard in hand, probing at your mind as you turned on your heel.

“Do you need help with something?” You ask him, tone perfectly pleasant, measured, polite.

He smiles, a winning, megawatt smile that he knows makes your heart flip. “I wanted to ask you the same thing.”

No reaction, you glance at your own clipboard then over his shoulder. “We’re really swamped today, I think we should each handle our own cases, it’ll get the work done faster.”

He steps closer, and you take a slight step back. “True, but you know that they say, many hands make light work.”

“They also say too many cooks spoil the broth.” You tell him, holding your clipboard in front of you like a shield.

Miguel steps back, giving you space, hand going to his neck sheepishly, he can’t read you, your mind is a wall, and his thoughts are bouncing off it so pathetically he wants to scream. “Did I do something? If I did, I apologize, I never meant to—"

“I appreciate the offer, but I’ve got it.” You cut him off gently, giving him a small smile. It’s a pale imitation of your normal radiance, and he feels cold, covered in grave dirt clawing his way up for air again.

“Of course, I’ll see you around?” He tries, fighting the urge to fall to his knees and beg for forgiveness.

“We’re swamped, Miguel.” You say noncommittally, already heading towards the lab.

Miguel corners Janey in the kitchen, sliding her an extra bag of chips as a bribe.

“Hey Miguel, what’s up?” She asks, taking the chips and opening them.

“Is everything okay with Y/N?”

Janey chews thoughtfully. “Have you asked her if everything’s okay?”

“I tried; she’s avoiding me.”

“You think she’s avoiding you.”

“I know she is.” He says flatly, casting his gaze around the abandoned kitchen.

“Look, Miguel, breakups are hard enough as is, but when your ex is psycho and keeps finding ways to contact you, that makes it even worse.” She says, pursing her lips, disdain for Todd rolling off her in waves.

“He’s been contacting her?” He’s going to kill Todd, rip him limb from limb and leave them for the beasts to feed upon.

“Yeah, he goes between begging to get back with her and bitching her out.” She rolls her eyes. “Small dick energy, is such an ick.”

Miguel nods, though he’s not entirely sure what she means by that. Slang comes and goes so quickly, he never learns what it means until it’s too late, but he can make an educated guess for this one.

“Someone should just kill him or something.” Janey mumbles.

Someone should.

Two weeks later, he can’t believe his luck. Truly, the gods have finally blessed him because there’s Todd, standing by your car, arms crossed, a face like thunder. Miguel’s been done with work for hours, but he can’t leave until you do, can’t let you walk to your car alone in the dark without at least being within earshot. You two are one of the few people left tonight, like most nights, and the others are the night cleaning crew who put their headphones on and get to work. But now Todd is here, and you, sweet, beautiful, are still inside finishing up a report, which means he has Todd all to himself.

It’s pathetic, the way Todd all but cowers than attempt to puff out his chest, chin tilting up in defiance when he approaches. “Miguel, right? Y/N’s friend who’s got a crush on her.”

“Todd right, Y/N’s ex who cheated on her?” Miguel says, a smirk toying at his lips at the way Todd bristles.

“That’s in the past. Now that I’ve finally got her to agree to talk, she’ll see she was overreacting and run back to me.”

He can’t tell if Todd is incredibly arrogant, or incredibly stupid.

“Mind if I stay and watch?” Miguel asks, leaning against your car.

Your figure appears silhouetted by the light streaming out of the morgue’s back entrance. You’re still a good ways away, looking over your shoulder, probably wishing the night crew good night on your way out.

“You a masochist or something? Want to watch as she turns you down for me?” Todd snickers.

“Only a fool would choose you over me. I am a Duke, wealthy, powerful and you, you are nothing but a merchant’s bastard. Why would she ever love you?”

Miguel remembered when Todderick said that to him, spat in his face and had his men tear apart his shop. His consolation for the damaged goods had been the way you sat in his lap so prettily and cleaned his face with your own handkerchief, tears in your eyes as you apologized for Todderick’s behavior. He had kissed away your tears and ran his fingertips down your sides, exploring the intricate design of your gown, gazing at you in wonder.

You, who came from great wealth. A highborn lady bred to marry someone such as Todderick had rushed to his side as soon as you heard the news. You who attended to him so carefully, who reaffirmed your love for him over and over again, pleading with him to ignore Todderick’s words. He was successful, his shop did well, but the circumstance of his birth was one of shame, he could not escape that fact. You did not care though, you loved him despite the facts.

“Something like that.” Miguel drawls, raising a hand in greeting when you draw near.

“Todd? Miguel? What are you guys doing?” You ask, holding your belongings close to your chest, eyes nervously darting around looking for an escape route.

Your thoughts are loud now, you’re too tired to conceal them, whether consciously or not, and he wishes they weren’t. You’ve gone to worst case scenarios first. They’re here to hurt you, to take revenge for the upset you’ve caused them, and you know you won’t be able to fight them off.

He feels the urge to vomit. He would never, could never harm you, nor force himself upon you, and to think the thought would ever enter your mind? Born of fear or not, he wishes he was cursed to die by the sun so he could chain himself to a tree and let the morning rays set him aflame.

He purposely makes his voice calm, soothing, adjusts his posture until he feels he’s as nonthreatening as he can be. “I was heading home and saw Todd by your car. I just wanted to make sure everything was alright.”

You believe him, even if he couldn’t read your mind he sees it in your face, in the way you shift your weight ever so slightly towards him.

“You said we could talk, I’m here to talk.” Todd says, spreading his arms wide.

Your eyes widen in disbelief. “I meant at a coffee shop, or a public park, not my work parking lot.”

Todd takes a step forward, Miguel watches him, alert, ready to grab him if needed. “Come on, don’t be like this.”

Miguel bites back a laugh. Like what? You’ll say, all angry and defensive.

“Like what?” You snap, just like he thought you would.

“Look, I know you still believe what you saw in the video, and I’ve accepted that I can’t change your mind, but I miss you.”

“So?”

“So, I think we can talk, and you know, there are some things you need to change for this to work but—”

“I need to change? Motherfucker, you cheated on me.” You laugh, the sound is short, bitter, piercing.

“No, I didn’t you just believe I did.”

“You’re fucking gaslighting me, again. Do you think I’m stupid?” Your eyes snap to Miguel’s burning with fury, searching for validation that you’re not crazy, that you saw what you saw.

He nods, pushing off your car and pulling himself up to his full height.

“I didn’t say that, you just don’t understand deep fakes, and what they can do with AI, it’s crazy, seriously, once we’re back together I’ll have to tell you all about it.” Todd says, reaching out for your shoulder.

Miguel clenches and unclenches his hands, eyes on you, burrowing into your own, waiting for you to do something, anything.

“Don’t fucking touch me.” You say, pushing Todd’s hand away before it can land.

“You’re such a bitch.”

Your jaw drops. “Excuse me?”

Todd throws his hands up in surrender. “There, I said it. You’re a bitch y/n, a frigid bitch. A waste of my fucking time, a damn burden that I’m finally free of. Now I can go fuck somebody who isn’t broken.”

Your breath catches in your throat, tears welling in your eyes, and Miguel sees red.

I wish he’d just fucking die. Your thoughts are miserable and loud, and it is all Miguel needs to act.

He lunges, slamming Todd into your car, the metal creaking under the force of the blow.

“Y/N, get in my car, close your eyes.” He growls, not even looking over his shoulder as he tosses you his car keys. He’s parked on the other side of the lot, and he hears your frantic footsteps dart off in that direction.

“What the fuck is wrong with you.” Todd wheezes, panic bright in his eyes.

He doesn’t answer, his fist slamming into Todd’s jaw over and over again, hand bloodied, the crack of bones and teeth along with the rasps of breath from Todd’s punctured lung fill the air.

“Stop, stop, shit, please, dude, fucking roid rage ass, if I die, you’re going to jail.” Todd coughs out, one eye swollen shut.

Miguel laughs, fangs elongating, claws digging into Todd’s skin.

Todd’s one open eye widens. “What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck.”

“You didn’t listen, Todderick; I swore I’d kill you if you ever hurt y/n. Now, perhaps I did not make myself painfully clear, but actions have consequences. You made my wife cry, so now I am going to kill you.”

Miguel grabs Todd’s jaw, wrenching it closed as he bites down, ripping his throat out in one clean motion before spitting it out onto the pavement. It’s the same with his limbs, letting them fall to the ground until there’s nothing but a mess of flesh and bone. It’s quick work, his breathing heavy as he tosses Todd’s mangled body into the woods, near a wolf’s den he spotted months before. The wolves will eat well, and he has satiated his need for revenge.

It will rain tonight, the storm will wash away the blood, no one will notice, he’s killed before, they never notice.

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creative-caramel-coffee · 10 months

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can i request 6, 14, 12, 21 and j from the prompts list? thanks

More Migraines

Prompts:

j) throwing up on the floor

4) “let me feel your forehead, no buts, come here.”

6) “honey no your not gross, you cant help being sick sweetheart.”

21) “Your obviously not capable of walking I’m going to carry you. ready? one two three up!”

12) “love we need to check your temperature again. i know i know you hate it.”

Pairings: Wanda x R

Word count: 1.8K

Summary: Reader has been hiding migraines but what happens when the team needs her for a mandated (by Steve) bonding day?

TW: Vomiting, mini fever, migraine, nausea, collapse

A/n YELENA IS IN THIS ONE (and Natty of course)

It was only 9am and you were feeling the begginings of a headache budding behind your eyes. You internally groaned. For the past few months it hadnt been uncommon for you to get migraines. Of course you had done a fairly good job of hiding them. Not even Natasha was suspicious yet.

Although it wasnt unlike you to randomly hide out in your room. It was perhaps odd when you did it for multipul days but nat and wanda had simply dismissed it as it was often after intense missions.

However today was not a day after an intense mission. It wasnt even the day after a mission at all. It was a random Sunday. A Sunday the team was suppost to spend relaxing as a team. Tony had everything organised for a movie night tongiht in the compound cinema. Steve had planned a nice walk through the bush that was only a short drive away. Wanda had been preparing a fancy lunch for a matter of hours. Nat had contacted her sister to come join in. And the others were either indirectly helping or simply helping orgisnie. You however were not. The headache you woke with was blooming into a bigger probelm. One that was become harder to ignore. You had shown in to breakfast in your pjs and wordlessly taken a bowl of cereal before retreating back to your room.

The lights were off and you had an arm over your eyes in an attempt to block any light that was seeping through the windows. Looking at the time with blurry eyes and a pounding head you squinted to make out the time on the clock. 12:15. It wouldn’t be long until somone came looking for you. Steve had made it very clear this day was one nobody was allowed to miss.

A knock startled you despite having expected it. It seemed to reverberate around your skull. Echoing in pain throuhg your mind. You softly called out “come in” you replaced the arm over your eyes as the door opened. The familiar scent of pine nut and rain filled the room and you knew it was wanda in the doorway.

“Y/n/n?” She said peeking her head through the door. “Honey?” She asked again when she was met with silence. This time you groaned and her brow furrowed. “Sweetheart im coming in” she said gently closing the door behind her. A moment later your felt her hands tangling in your hair as it was brushed away from yoru face gently.

“Honey are you feeling alright?” She said softly. “let me feel your forehead, no buts, come here.” She said and shuffled closed as she laid the back of her hand across your forehead. Luckily you didnt seem too warm but you were a touch above normal. “Hmmm” she hummed. “Honey can you tell me what your feeling lovebug?” She cooed, hands going back to your hair.

“Migraine” you whispered and she visably softened.

“Oh sweets.” She said using a hand she got her magic to block out some more light so there was just enough to see and nothing more.

“Honey im going to go grab us some food okay? Ill be back in a minute.” She hushed and you whined softly as she withdrew her hand from your bed headed hair.

Wanda walked into the kitchen. She was worried. Who wouldn’t be? Nat raised an eyebrow as wanda returned without you.

“Where’s y/n?” Nat asked.

“Shes not feeling to hot so im gonna have lunch in her room with her.” Wanda said walking over and beginning to plate up two bowls of food. Yelena and Nat soon decended into a round of aggressive footsies under the table that left them both wiht brusied shins.

“Well im still expecting both of you to come on the walk after lunch.” Steve said frowning. Wanda sighed and nodded taking the bowls and leaving.

When wanda returned to the room her heart throbbed for you. You looked miserable. Curled in a ball with your arms tucked into yoru chest as you head rested on a mountain of soft pillows. Wanda made her way to your side, sitting on the bed and placing the bowls on the bedside table. She rested her back against the bedhead and swung her legs up. She heard you shuffle a bit and let out a low whine.

“Y/n/n i have some food for you hun.” She said and helped you into a sitting position. You curled into her side and keened softly from the pain in your head that the movement had brought.

When Wanda noticed you werent eating she softly began to bring the spoon to your lips and tapped them. With your eyes still shut you opened your mouth and allowed wanda to feed you.

when you had both finished eating you were still leaning into wandas side so she curled her body around you in a soft hug. It was comfortable and sweet. Both of you began dozing lightly. The pain behind your temples seemed to be only getting worse and your stomach was twisting in knots of Nausea.

Knowing what was going to happen you tried to be quick. Throwing yourself out of the bed and jolting wanda awake you stood on shaky legs and took one step before your knees buckled. You went sprawling landing on all fours your stomach lurched and your back arched as you started to heave. Wanda was by your side in an instant her cool hands holding your hair back as you started to throw up. Guilt washed over you as you felt bad wanda had gone to all the trouble of making such a nice lunch. But soon you were heaving again as you threw up more on the floor next to the bed. While you were still hurling your guts up you didnt hear the door open until Nat spoke.

“Jesus Wanda you weren’t kidding.” Nat said.

You were just dry heaving now with nothing left in your stomach. Before you collapsed wanda wrapped her arms around you and pulled you to the side so you were sat on her lap. Nat walked past and into the bathroom dodging the puddle. A moment later she returned and crouched infront of you away from the vomit. Carefully she used a damp cloth to wipe your mouth and hands clean. Wordlessly she handed you some mouthwash and a cup to spit it in. You were exhausted and wanda could tell. Taking the cup from your hands wanda passed it back to Nat who went into the bathroom again.

Carefully wanda hooked her arms under your knees and your back and paused when you whined.

“Your obviously not capable of walking I’m going to carry you. ready? one two three up!” Wanda said and she carefully lifted you and placed you back on the bed.

“Does your head feel better now? Are you going to be sick again?” Wanda asked.

“My head still hurts alot and I still feel sick but its not too bad.” You whispered and nat remerged with cleaning supplies.

“Her head?” Nat asked.

“Migraine.” Wanda said back in a hushed voice and Nat nodded. “Scoot over.” Wanda said as she slipped into bed next to you. Nat seemed unbothered as she started to clean the floor.

“‘M sorry Nat. Im gross” You said and Nat hushed you.

“Honestly y/n im more worried about you than cleaning the floor. I’ve delt with so much worse.” She said with a small smile. You nodded swollowing back tears and curled into wandas chest. Now it was wanda who spoke. “Honey no your not gross, you cant help being sick sweetheart.” She soothed. She was laid on her side blocking your view of the floor as she rubbed patterns on your back.

A moment later a knock sounded on the door and nat walked over and opened it.

“Ew it smells gross in here. What are you guys doing?” Yelena asked you grumbled somthing into wandas chest and flipped off yelena.

“Y/n was sick.” Nat said “Yelena can you tell steve we’re not coming on the walk.” Nat asked and yelena nodded before leaving to find steve.

When yelena left wanda looked down at you. “Love we need to check your temperature again. i know i know you hate it.” She said as you grumbled somthing and smushed your face further into her chest. Wanda carefuly peeled you back from her and laid a hand on your forehead.

“Hmmm still a little warm but im not sure.” You closed your eyes and felt her remove her hand, a moment later another cool hand pressed to your cheek, wearily opening yoiur eyes you saw Nat looking down at you.

“Your right Wands she’s a little warm but nothing too bad. I can grab a cool cloth for her if you’d like?” Nat offered.

“That would be great thank you natasha.” Wanda said. Nat nodded and returned a moment later with a damp red cloth. She laid it over your closed eyes and you hummed in content.

“That good y/n/n?” Wanda asked chuckling and you nodded slighlty. “Good.” She said placing a kiss on the crown on your head. Another few minutes passed and Nat went and sat on the edge of the bed. The bed was huge thanks to tonys money and could easily fit four or five people.

A knock sounded on the door again and you winced at the sound. Wanda covered your ears with her hands and called softly for the person to come in. Yelena opened the door and flopped down on the bed kicking her shoes off.

“Shes not contagoius right? Cuz i dont feel like puking my guts out later.” Yelena said and natsha rolled her eyes.

“Shes got a migraine.” Nat deadpanned.

“Oh ok. In that case do yeed anything y/n/n” yelana said patting your leg.

“No.” You muttered.

“Cool. Well steve was annoyed but the four of us can stay here while they go on a walk. I was thinking we could watch somthing.” She said and wiggled up on the bed next to Nat. All four of you laid on the bed now and there was still room. Yelena was next to Nat who was next to wanda who you were currently cuddled into.

“Y/n what do you want to watch?” Nat asked.

“Ask wanda im probably not going to watch it and can you put the volume on soft for me please?” You whispered the red cloth still over your eyes.

“Sure. Wanda?” Nat asked.

“Can we watch a sitcom?” Wanda said sheepishly.

“I dont see why not. Any in particular?” Nat said.

“What about the dick van dyk show?” You said and wanda nodded.

“Coming right up.” Nat said scrolling before she found it and pressed play. You began to drift to sleep which is exaclty where the boys found you a couple hours later. In a cuddle pile with wanda, natsha and yelena all curled around you on the big bed.

It was good to have a family that loved you. And it was even better to have that family be the avengers.

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reggies-floatie · 1 year

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Young Love- Derek Hale X Vampire!Reader

Summary: What if instead of Derek falling for Paige when he was younger, he fell for Y/N?

After Y/N randomly left Beacon Hills leaving a young teenage Derek Hale confused and frustrated, she finally returns after a few years, grown and the new history teacher of Scott and the rest of his pack.

Warning: pure filth, enemies to lovers to strangers to lovers again, switch Derek, a bit of angst and smut and fluff, oral male and female receiving, breast worship, and so on…

Enjoy my beautiful readers-

November 7th, 2004

Sitting alone in the music room, practicing my piano trying to focus I hear this bouncing? Fed up with it, I go out to see who’s making all this noise, the second I enter the hallway I make direct eye contact with the one and only, Derek Hale.

“You mind playing basketball somewhere else?” I say clearly agitated,

“Why would I do that?” The arrogant voice of the Hale boy rings against my ears.

“Because idiot, i’m trying to practice” I state through gritted teeth, my eyes glaring at the raven haired boys.

“ooh looks like we’ve got a feisty girl on our hands boys” he says grinning,

Not wanting to play into his games I roll my eyes and shut the door of the music room, praying that the music from the piano drowns out the idiotic boys in the hallway.

After that interaction, about a week later I’m sat at my usual lunch table with my friends Paige and Grace comparing our test answers for history when all of a sudden Paige looks up and smiles, she grabs Grace and quickly their off. Confused, I look up to see the Hale boy walking towards me, that same cocky grin on his face that he had earlier in the week.

“What do you want Hale.” I say rolling my eyes,

“Just wanted to say I think you look gorgeous today, Y/N”

I choke on my milk, “Sorry?” I ask my face heating up,

“You heard me, Cmon Y/N let’s go on a date” He says confidently,

“Yeah i’m good” I say confused but flattered, “is this some kinda sick joke?”

“Why would i be joking?” Derek says with raised eyebrows, I reluctantly agree on going on the date, little did I know what Id be getting myself into.

After our first date, we would use any excuse to see each other and by seeing eachother, I really mean going into empty classrooms and dark hallways to makeout with eachother until we lost our breath. We were whipped for eachother.

That is until my uncle Alaric called me, he sounded really worried, something was going on with his wife, my aunt and he thought i could help. I had no time to say goodbyes to anyone not Paige or Grace. Not even Derek. Little did I know, me going to Mystic Falls would lead to me becoming what my uncle was sacred of, what he hunted. A vampire.

September 8th, 2012

“Good morning class! My name is Ms. Y/L/N, I’ll be your new history teacher!” I happily speak out, “I hope to get to know each and everyone of you lot very well! I know you all probably don’t want to be here given history is the most boring subject” I say using my fingers as air quotations for the last part.

“But i hope you know i’m trying my very best to make this class enjoyable, I’m not one to give out homework, and i’ll always try to give you as much class time as i can to help you guys, so please if you’ve got any questions i’ll be more than happy to help you guys.” I say making eye contact with a boy with a buzz cut, i can tell he’s going to need help.

The year started our lovely, that is until this blonde girl, Erica, waked into class looking as confident as ever, it was a good look on her don’t get me wrong, but i could tell by her smell that she was a wear wolf. As the year started I could tell who was and wasn’t aware of the supernatural world. the people who I knew that know about it were, Scott McCall, Allison Argent, Stiles Stillinski, Erica Reyes, Issac Lahey, and Boyd. I’m sure some others knew but those were my main suspects. There was this one kid, Matt I knew he was up to something i just didn’t know what.

I was going to sub in for Mr. Harris as he randomly didn’t show up and the school didn’t have any substitutes that could come in last minute, so as any good teacher would I rushed over, as i walked in I heard Scott and Stiles whisper about how Derek Hale is trying to expand his pack. Hearing this I stiffened my back and coughed to get the student’s attention. I made direct eye contact with scott and with that, he knew that I knew about him and his friends.

Given that the class was the last of the day, when the bell rang i started writing notes for Mr.Harris when none other than the trouble duo came up to my desk, “Need help?” I ask not looking up from my paper at the two.

“you know about us.” Scott says, his heart rate rising, “are you a wolf too?” the boy with the buzz cut butts in,

“something like that.” I say finishing my notes, “what is it you were saying about derek hale?” I ask, standing up.

Me being impatient, I compelled the two boys into telling me everything they know, once they are done, we chat for a bit more before i’m off. I’m about to get in my car when I notice a tire in flat. I turn around as i’m greeted with Issac claws out pointed at me.

“Hello Mr. Lahey” I speak up, with a calm voice.

“What did something like that mean?” He asks, that sly fucker listened into my conversation with Scott and Stiles,

“Vampire, blood sucker, you know whatever they call us these days.” I say shrugging, “what’s it to you?” I ask the boy, when suddenly it clicks, he thinks i’m the Kanima,

“you sure?” he asks, “I need you to come with me”

“I’m your teacher Issac, me getting into your car would be highly inappropriate.” I know for a fact issac doesn’t care and he won’t leave till i do so with that i get into the passenger seat.

After a quiet drive and a few empty threats, we show up to a loft type place? slowly walking behind him we get a these big doors to which he opens, “Derek, I think we found our Kanima” issac says out loud to which i scoff. he can’t be serious.

“derek’s out right now with boyd but he’ll be back” Erica states, “Ms. Y/L/N?” she says confused as me and isaac walk in,

“Hey Erica” I say with a smile unbothered by the situation, “for reference i’m not the Kanima but i’m glad you guy’s thought of me” I say a smile plastered on my face.

“only. a kanima would say that” Issac says with a scoff, suddenly he cuts me with something normally i would care and it would heal, but i let out a scream, that little shit has vervain. I fall to the ground holding my wound.

What feels like two hours which is really ten minutes go by when Erica and Issac stand up at the opening door. In walks in boyd, with Derek Hale in all his glory,

Boyd is the first out of the two to notice me, “Ms. Y/L/N? holy shit are you ok?” he asks, the second my last names leaves his mouth derek looks up, there he is, the boy who i fell in love with then abandoned.

“don’t, she’s the kanima.” erica says her eyes glowing at me,

“If i was the kanima I don’t think vervain would take me down but here we are” i say, the veins under my eyes showing as well as my fangs,

“Y/N?” Derek says looking at me, “you three get out of here” he says looking at his pack members,

“but-“ is safe starts but is cut off,

“she’s not the Kanima.” he says his red eyes glowing at the three, and with that, they leave,

i try to muster the energy to move, or to even thank him but it’s cut short as a shooting feeling of pain hits me, causing me to scream, worried, derek runs over “how can i help you?” he asks looks at the wound,

“blood. i need blood and fire.” i says throwing my head back in pain, derek runs off and comes back with a blow torch and his claws out,

“her i got fire and you can use my blood” he says starting at his once girlfriend,

“fuck that, i’m not feeding off you, i’ll kill you” i say looking him in the eyes, but everyone knows derek hale is the most stubborn person ever. “it’s going to feel weird but when it gets too much tell me okay?” i say as he nods. with that i close my eyes as my fangs come out and i sink them into his neck, tasting the blood in my mouth sent a sense of euphoria to come over me, and i think him too as he lets out a sudden groan, after a little bit i pull back as i grab the torch and i burn the vervain out of me. the pains too much for me so i pass out, the world going black.

I wake up to the smell of coffee and the sun shining into the room, i’m on a mattress and i’m wearing a large shirt which i assume is derek’s, i groan and sit up only to meet the gorgeous green eyes i once yearned to see. “hey” i mutter weakly,

“where we’re you all this time?” derek says handing me a cup of coffee,

“I was with my uncle, in Mystic Falls, i became a vampire just a little while after i came there, that’s why i never came back i was scared that if you saw me like, we’ll you know, that you wouldn’t love me anymore.” i say looking down at the floor, “i was ashamed derek, and i feel so bad” i say finally meeting his gaze,

“how’d you die.” he asks, sadness in his voice,

“it was either me or my sister who had to die, so i took the step forward and here i am” I say a weak smile on my face. the rest of the day is spent with me and derek catching up, the things we missed, i never thought that seeing him and the conversation we had would lead to him, laying down on the mattress half naked, with me in top of him making out. hey, maybe old habits really do die hard.

I let out a small moan as his hands wrap around me and unclip my bra, “derek” i moan as one of his hands goes to my breast and the other goes into his mouth, i don’t think i’ve ever felt this good holy shit, his mouth moves from my boob to my neck, which leads to him flipping me over and removing my pants and underwear, his hand finds my clit as he plays with it, leaving little figure 8’s making me moan, the other hand goes to his pants and with one hand he pulls them off, he kissed my mouth, then my neck, then my breasts to my stomach then to my mound, my hands go straight to his hair as his skilled tongue draws patterns on my clit to my entrance, the feeling is so divine and i feel as if i’m about to come when he stops,

he draws a whine out of me, “calm down my girl, i want you to come around my cock” he says stroking his member.

i close my eyes as he enters me, and shock of pain and pleasure erupts through my body as he slowly starts moving. his pace gets rougher and rougher as we both start moaning louder and louder, I flip him over as i started riding him, pinning his hands above his head, i bite my lip and let my head fall against his chest as this new position is the one to send me over the edge, i feel my stomach start to tighten as i finally let my release go, clenching around derek

“oh fuck” i hear him slip out as he comes inside of me, completely emptying himself. I drop next to him as he holds me close, “stay with me this time?” he says staring into my eyes,

“of course” i say smiling.

later that day i changed into better clothes, i saw derek standing behind the kitchen island washing the counter, i walked over and kissed him.

as i pretended to drop something, he laughs it iff but it’s stuck in his throat as he feels my hand palm him, i pull down his sweats and start massaging him with a grin, “you dont need to.” he starts but i just smile as i take him in my mouth.

he lets out a moan as his hand goes behind my head pushing me further down his large cock, this man had to be atleast 9 inches, i continue to deepthroat him as i hear the door open, hearing that mixed with the voice of erica and issac only make me keep going i can tell derek is annoyed that they came here, but i know he’s happy that i’m continuing.

they walk into the room and start talking to him, i reach my hand to fondle his balls as he lets out a chocked growl and i feel something shoot down my throat, suddenly i hear issac stop talking, “oh shit derek” he says laughing as he realizes what happened, quickly he leave pulling erica behind him, her still being confused,

i stand up and kiss his lips, with a smirk, me coming back is going to be so fun.

Hey gang! sorry i haven’t posted in a while, i’ve has loads going on omfg. sorry if the words are wrong, not only am i on the phone but english isn’t my first language. i hope you enjoyed and make sure to send requests.

muah muah -Bailey

#derek hale #derek hale smut #derek hale fluff #teen wolf #teen wolf smut

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george-weasleys-girl · 9 months

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oii it's me again🍄 Can i request a fluff/"angst" one-shot

"Are you sure you’re not jealous?" "PFFT, absolutely not. Of course not. By the way, totally unrelated question. You wouldn’t care if that person randomly disappeared off the face of the earth one day, would you?"

With older Fred, maybe in their store

Jealousy

Fred Weasley x fem!reader

Warnings: a couple of curse words

~•~

Fred drummed his fingers on the table, his eyes locked onto Y/N and Alex Burke. He came into the store every week with his stupid little haircut and his stupid little outfits and his stupid little face with his stupid little smile.

And he asked specifically for her.

Every damn time.

As if Burke even had a chance with her. Which he didn't. Of course, he didn't.

"You know you could just ask her out," George stepped over to stand beside his twin.

Fred bristled. "And why would I do that?"

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe because you've been head over heels for her since she walked into the shop looking for a job."

"I'm not - " Fred began, but George barreled on as if his brother hadn't spoken.

"Annd, because your head is on the verge of exploding, and I don't feel like cleaning up the mess."

Fred rolled his eyes in response and went back to glaring at Burke, who was now laughing his stupid little laugh.

~•~

"Ugh, I can't stand that guy," Fred grumbled to Y/N after Alex had left. "He was all over you today."

"What do you mean, all over me?" Y/N looked up from the register. "He touched my arm once. I hardly consider that being 'all over me.' "

"Well, his eyes were," Fred huffed. "I can't believe you don't see it."

Y/N turned to stare at him. "Are you - jealous?"

"What? No!" he said. "I just don't like the way he stares at you like he wants to devour you."

Y/N continued to stare at him.

"What?" He shrugged.

"Are you sure you’re not jealous?"

"PFFT," Fred waved off her question. "Absolutely not. Of course not." He said, then paused for a few seconds before continuing. "By the way, totally unrelated question. You wouldn’t care if he randomly disappeared off the face of the earth one day, would you?"

Y/N had turned her attention back to the register, but her head snapped back up at that. "What??"

"What?" He shrugged again. "I just don't like the way he looks at you."

"Why do you even care? It's not like we're dating or anything." Y/N shook her head and stalked off.

"She does have a point, you know," George whispered, leaning in close to his twin.

"Oh sod off," Fred snapped and stomped away.

~•~

Y/N parted the crowds as she stormed down the street. She'd chosen to walk to the cafe on the other side of Diagon Alley instead of taking her lunch at the shop.

She'd realized months ago that she'd fallen for Fred. She'd done everything she could, short of just blurting it out, to let him know. And for what?

Nothing. Not even the tiniest ounce of interest returned.

And now, suddenly, he's upset because someone flirted with me? No. That's not how this gets to work.

Next time I see Alex, she decided. I'm asking him out.

~•~

Y/N peeked her head in the open office door. "Hey, I was wondering if I could leave work a little early on Friday?"

George looked up from his desk. "We're usually pretty busy on Fridays."

"Oh, I'm only asking for about a half-hour. I have a date - " she tried to explain but was interrupted a loud clatter when Fred dropped a box of new supplies. "I... uh..." Y/N began again, side-eyeing him. "Alex was able to get reservations at that new restaurant next to Ollivander's. But, it's for a little earlier than I'd expected."

"No." Fred snapped.

"No?" Y/N looked from Fred to George.

"It's only a half hour," George smirked at his twin. "I think we can manage - "

"I said NO," Fred pushed past Y/N and thundered out the door.

Y/N looked back at George, who shook his head, giving her an apologetic look. "I'll try to talk to him. But he seems pretty set."

"Don't bother," Y/N huffed and followed Fred out. The only reason he refused to give her the time off was because she had a date. If it'd been anything else, he wouldn't have cared. He would've probably told her to take the whole afternoon.

"Fred!" She called after him.

He stopped and looked back at her, and then, without a word, he continued on to the warehouse. Y/N followed him. "What is your problem?" She yelled at him, no longer caring if he fired her.

"Problem?" Fred put the box on a shelf and turned to glare at her. "I don't have a problem."

"Ok, great!" She said. "Then give me the time off."

"No."

"Why not?"

"I'm not giving you time off to go on a date," he said. "Do that on your own time or not at all."

"Excuse me," Y/N put her hands on her hips. "You have no right to dictate my personal life."

"If it interferes with your job, yeah, I do!" Fred commanded, then turned back to organizing the shelf.

"No. You. Don't." She reiterated. "I quit!"

"What?" Fred whirled around.

"You heard me. I quit."

"You can't quit! I won't let you!"

Y/N laughed out loud. "Like you have a choice in the matter."

"I do! I'm your boss!" Fred stepped toward her.

She laughed again. "Not anymore."

"But, you can't just quit!"

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't."

"Because I'm in love with you!" The words spilled out of Fred's mouth before he could stop himself.

Y/N went as still as a statue.

"Fuck," Fred muttered under his breath.

"You - you're in love with me?" Y/N took a step forward.

"Never mind. Forget it," Fred's voice went cold and flat. "I'm your boss, and I shouldn't have feelings like that for you. I'll have your severance check ready by the end of the week."

"Oh, no, no, no," Y/N moved to stand before him, waggling her finger. "You don't get to tell me you love me and then tell me to forget it. Especially when I feel the same way!"

"Because you're - wait, what?" Fred stared at her, wide-eyed.

"I love you too!" She said. "But you're too much of a dumbass to notice."

Fred blinked. "You just called me a dumbass..."

Y/N pinched the bridge of her nose and took a deep breath. "I just told you I love you back, and all you heard was that called you a dumbass?!"

"Well, no... I mean... " He stammered. "I just..."

Y/N cut him off by slamming her lips into his.

Fred was never one to turn down a kiss, but for a second, he froze, waiting for the surprise slap to happen.

But it never did. And he lost himself in the softness of her mouth on his and the little moan that escaped it.

"Wow..." He marveled once they came up for air. "You're a really good kisser."

Y/N grinned. "You're not too shabby yourself."

Fred chuckled, his ears inexplicably burning bright red. "So, um, does this mean... well, you know..."

"That I'm canceling my date and going out with you instead?" She slipped her arms around his waist. "Oh, absolutely."

~•~

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caramelstarlight · 11 months

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So like this isn't specific but what about certain stoic genshin men with a reader whoa incredibly bubbly and happy all the time.

"Someone is going to die."

"Of fun!"

Yk?

sorry for not doing anything the past week and two (haha two.)

(FUTURE ME BY LIKE 2 MINS I FORGOT THE ✅/⭐️ Your prayer is accepted friendo) (other two in progresss.)

I was going to animate the “Hey Two!” Video bc I am a fan of bfdi. (Have been ever since I was little!)

But don’t worry everything will be out today and tomorrow! (Most likely.)

if you follow me on wattpad you would’ve saw the post I put 3 days ago most likely. There’s also 6 options for me to animate on there! Feel free to look at my acc and vote. (You can also vote for one by sending a message.)

Also holy so many frames 😭

I forgot Diluc existed sorry :d

cough cough Two worlds one heart next part tomorrow cough cough (aka part 4)

*cough cough ignore that it’s coming Friday bc I forgot about picture taking cough cough*

Stoic x Bubbly

(Alhaitham, Xiao, Wanderer, Cyno (in work mode) Tighnari (He’s stoic when he’s working like Cyno) I forgot Diluc existed mb.

And my limit for requests is 4 and I decided to add Tighnari bc I realized it. (No more than 4) (No part two. Sorry for those who thought Diluc would be here :d)

under cut r the stories. : D

Alhaitham

“Alhaitham” you said as he read his book forgetting about the noise canceling stuff he had. You continued to call out his name as kaveh watched. Softly laughing at you.

Alhaitham sent a glare towards kaveh and his gaze went back towards his book. “Alhaitham isn’t fun.” He pouted as you nodded. Eventually leaving his side to go outside with kaveh. Trying to bait him into becoming more fun.

“Kaveh I don’t think this will work.” “It might but prob not.” He replied as you both waited. He didn’t come out soon and you both came up with another idea. “We should make him mad about something…”

“Like Tighnari at cynos jokes?” “Exactly. I know you make him mad but maybe it should be something about knowledge?” “Wh-hey!” He bonked you on the head as you hit him lightly. “You do have a point though.” Kaveh said afterwards.

“Where would we find a dummy in all of sumeru?” You asked knowing majority of sumeru are smart fellows.

“We just need to get lucky.” “Maybe you should try make him mad again.” “Whyyy?!” “Because you make him mad numbskull!” Hitting him again lightly as he thought about it.

“I heard you two were trying to make me mad?” You both jumped slightly as both of you turned your head to see Alhaitham. Both of you becoming nervous by the second.

“I uhhmm.” You said trying to come up with an answer that wouldn’t sound stupid to him. His gaze turned to kaveh shortly after.

“Well I accept your challenge.” “Wait what?!”

“Someone is going to die.” Both of you panicked becoming more confused.

“Of fun?” You thought out loud as he nodded. Both of you partying slightly. Finally doing something other than work and reading.

Xiao (During lantern rite)

“Xiao!” You called as he appeared by your side. Sitting at a table with Zhongli and a few adepti. His eyes widened in surprise as he quickly composed himself and sat next to Zhongli.

Playing a few games to pass the time after having lunch with everyone. Xiao managed to smile and become more happier.

When it was time to play tag (yes tag.) he was not like his usual self but still tried. “Someone is going to die.” He said as a joke. Watching people be tagged from a distance. He though someone might fall and trip.

“Of fun!” You said afterwards. Tagging yaoyao as you ran away. Watching her touch xiao as she ran. He was caught off guard and teleported to someone randomly touching cloud retainer.

“Why must one be touched for a silly game?” She said as she used her beak to touch mountain shaper. He stayed silent and ran after Moon carver.

Xiao returned to yours and Zhongli s side as you started to lose the adrenaline in your heart. Drinking water as you watched them all finish.

Wanderer

(HAHHAHAHAHHAHA MY SISTER LOST HER 50/50 TO MONAAA) (I have won none of my 50/50s *crying* (I’m serious all 5 that I had I LOST, 3 to qiqi once to Mona and once to jean. Keqing was on standard)

He watched you come inside not expecting you to be crying. He rushed to your side and asked why and who (or what) caused it.

“Someone almost poisoned me…” You told him. “And do you know who? I’ll gladly make them cry louder than you and regret their life.” (Get it?????? I’m not funny :D) “what-?” “Nothing.”

“Someone is going to die today Y/N. Just tell me their name.” “Of fun right wanderer…?” It stayed silent for a few moments as you became more nervous then sad.

“Of fun right?” You asked again clasping your hands together worrying for the person who did it to you. “Let’s put it that way…” he said as he asked you. Looking for that individual after he spent some time with you.

He was always so interested in how you were always trying to see positive sides of anything. He has witnessed cruel and unjust acts and behavior.

Cyno

“Do you wanna pull a prank on them?” Someone asked gesturing to you. “Dude are you crazy?? Almost anyone and you choose them??!” They said calming down as they drank their water after the spat it out.

“What’s wrong with them?” They asked kind of nervous of them freaking out. “That’s the General Mahamatras Partner! AKA Cyno.” Cyno listened closely as he strained his ears. Behind a wall as you talked to a friend. Unknowingly cyno was going to pull a prank on them in return.

“Pssht! He’s prob on a mission it’s not like he’s hearing us right now.” “I guess you’re right but be careful.” They replied as they began to talk. Cynos prank wasn’t going to be good but it would jump them. That’s how pranks are.

They pulled the prank and scare you from behind. Telling how they got you good. Before you smirked and stocked your tongue out. Cyno was right behind them with his usual cold gaze and activated spirit. (Basically his idol animation, the one with the polearm)

“Someone will perish for their actions against Y/N.” They both froze up and turned slightly scared and worried. “Of fun!” You perked in. They both got caught off guard as cyno laughed off the joke before giving both of them a slight cut on their bodies.

“Run.” You suggested as cyno chased them away. Coming back toward you after he had his fun. “That’s fun to you? Chasing innocent beings cyno?” You asked jokingly. “Yes. Think of it as tag but it doesn’t end as quickly as tag does.”

“Fair enough.”

Tighnari

“I swear I am going insane if one more person consumes a fungi that’s poisonous or has dangerous side effects.” Tighnari stated as you tried to calm the agitated fennec down.

“Nari it will be okay. On the bright side it teaches not too and can help you improve on your methods of healing them.” You watched as his ears and tail perked up slightly motivated him. His tail wagged slowly as he stopped his rant.

“Someone will die.” He said and caught you off guard. “What-?! Of fun I hope!” You said as he nodded. “I’m going insane I need some days offff.” He told you as he buried his face into the pillow on the couch.

“Don’t worry the others can take at least 2 or 3 days off I’m sure of it!” You played with his ears as he felt calmer. “Thank you…” He got up and sat next to you. Waiting for your hand. You placed it on his head as he melted into your touch. His tail swishing ecstatically. Finally getting a well deserved break.

You scratched behind his ears as he spoke. “I really needed this.” Beginning to become sleepy due to the amount of comfort. Soon after you heard light snores.

Laughing to yourself as you got up and gave him a blanket. Going to go help the others with their tasks and to tell them what would be planned.

(I need a two plush. Omg it looks amazing. My birthday is in November tho 😭)

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