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chefrat · 3 years

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Liar, Liar, Pants on fire

pairings: Cheater!Oikawa X Reader, Iwaizumi X Reader

type: im not sure, first date??

word-count: 3.9k

warnings: cursing, mentions of cheating

A/N: I haven't been sleeping well so I’m reeeaaallly tired but here's something thats really bad written but I felt like I should post to not lose the habit so yea :////// I hope its ok, I could of definitely ended it better and maybe I’ll rewrite it one day but I just felt like finishing it in one night when while I’m my worst. Stuff at home have also not been at all pretty, lots of arguing that have nothing to do with me. oh im so tired :((( I really wish it was easy to sleep

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You weren’t sure of what you were going to say or even do but the way Oikawa’s eyes widened and the way his hand pushed her off was enough to let you know he was being unfaithful. But your decision had been final on leaving him weeks ago. One might think you were jumping to conclusions but when you noticed them walking together, hand in hand for the last couple of minutes it was enough to let you know what was going on. Not only that but not only were they giggling to each other, sharing loving pecks but just the way the both were standing so close told so much about their relationship. Iwaizumi was also kind enough to let you know a while ago, he knew telling you would be like betraying his best friend but he couldn’t hold back knowing that it was all wrong. To be honest, you couldn’t help but feel relief about the cheating taking Iwaizumi by surprise. You were thinking of ways to lay it on Oikawa, trying to figure out ways to end things with the setter but none of it ever felt right.

“How long has he been… you know?” Iwaizumi sighed, shifting on the bench you both shared.

“I don’t know. I figured it out just a week ago, thought I’d tell you before it could go any longer.” He looked over at you, it was obvious he cared about you. He has always cared about you, thats what friends do. Care for each other. Though, some people could say he cared a little bit too much.

“Thank you…it’s ok. I’ll talk to him, stuff happens.” You shrugged your shoulders but Iwaizumi sat in silence, waiting. He was waiting to comfort you if you cried, or even hold you if all you needed was just a hug. That’s how he always received you, with open arms and a shoulder to cry on.

“Why aren’t you upset? Don’t tell me you’re going to forgive that shit for brains boyfriend of yours. Please, You deserve way better.” His hand went to grab yours and you let his warmth come in contact with your own freezing hand. Iwaizumi’s grip on your hand never easing, begging you with his touch to not go back to his best friend.

“God, no. It’s just… you know how sometimes you lose feelings for someone and you can’t really explain it. Don’t get me wrong, sure it hurts and I still care deeply for him but romantically. Romantically my feelings changed, Iwa.”

“It’s not what it looks like.” Oikawa grinned, trying to save face, he took long strides towards you. You frowned, shaking your head at him making him stop on his tracks. “I know what it is. Just don’t make a scene, please. We can talk later.” He was confused, maybe even a little mad that you had asked him to not make a scene. He could only watch you walk away as his other girlfriend stood a few feet away, waiting until the coast was clear. The way she grabbed onto his arm to take his attention away made his stomach twist. Oikawa couldn’t help but feel sick, the wave of nausea hitting him harder and harder each step you took away from him. “I’m gonna go home, I’ll call you later.” She looked at him confused, not wanting to leave him just yet. Especially not now when he’s feeling so vulnerable after seeing you.

It had been a week after Oikawa had been caught with his second girlfriend by you and just a few days after having a talk with him. The both of you were mature about it, talking through your problems and even forgiving him but breaking up in the process. You still shared the same friends, the same class, and the same best friend. Iwaizumi thanked you mentally for not saying anything to Oikawa about him coming to you and letting you know about his unfaithfulness. The three of you still tried to at least save the friendship, even if it felt pretty awkward to Oikawa. He couldn’t help but just feel like there was something wrong, the way you dismissed it all, it almost felt like you were eager to break up with him. Eager to get away from him so fast.

Your laugh took him out of his train of thoughts, he looked over to you sitting next to a sweating Iwaizumi. His own sweat rolled down his back. You would always stay back during their practice, thats how close the three of you were.

Lately it seemed like you were only close to one of them though. He couldn’t blame you, he practically ruined all sorts of relationships with you. Even his own friend had way more courage to call him out on his bullshit. The way you reacted towards the cheating, it just didn’t make him feel good. At all. Was he being an asshole if he expected you to at least cry, maybe yell at him or even try to argue? ‘Just don’t make a scene, please’ maybe he did want to make a scene. He couldn’t do that to you, right? Unfortunately, word got out own how the relationship ended and it was already enough humiliation for the both of you. Making a scene would just make it all types of worse.

Oikawa made it towards where the both of you sat, his cocky grin on display. It faltered once he took in the conversation between his best friend and ex-girlfriend. “I’ll walk you home then.” Iwaizumi said, pinching the skin on your elbow making you swat his hand away with a giggle. Walking home was usually Oikawa’s doing, especially while he was your boyfriend. So why now were you asking Iwaizumi, or did he offer?

The conversation died down once he took his seat next to his best friend without saying a word. It almost felt like you guys were purposely excluding him from your guys conversation or even keeping secrets with each other. He couldn’t help but feel paranoid by the way you both acted alone and around him. Even though he had no right to feel jealous, he just couldn’t help himself.

“You’re walking her home? I thought we were going to hangout after practice.” Oikawa frowned towards his friend, making him tense in his seat. “Sorry, it just gets really dark nowadays. I can’t have her walking home alone.”

He smiled, letting his own personal feelings get the best of him. “I’ll come with you guys then!”

And it went on like that for a while. Always including himself and sometimes even receiving annoyed looks from his own best friend. Oikawa wasn’t dumb, he knew there was at least a little something happening with the both of you but he was in no place to say anything. Or at least thats how Iwaizumi thought of it. Trying to get close to your best friends ex-girlfriend sounds horrible but when he cheats on her, it cancels out the horribleness of it, right? The only way Iwaizumi could get closer to you without Oikawa butting in was with late night talks. It was something the both of you looked forward to. Sometimes he’d be way too tired to keep up conversation but he would fight through it for you.

“So, what do you say? Do you want to?” Iwaizumi asked, laying on his back. He held his phone up to his ear while he used his other hand to rub his neck, massaging out a sore area from practice.

You giggled nervously, laying on your back as well on your bed and staring up at your ceiling. Your heart thumping against your ribcage almost as if it would jump out. He made you nervous, but a good nervous. The type of feelings you once had for Oikawa, but a little more stronger, and a whole lot more honest. “I’d love to.”

It sounded as if something fell through the phone, probably something he had hanging up that didn’t hold on anymore but instead it was a very excited Iwaizumi who had rushed off of their bed, and accidentally kicking his nightstand sending his clock flying off in the process. He hissed at the pain he felt on his foot but also silently cheered hearing you agree to his date for the upcoming weekend. “Are you okay?” You giggled again making him blush. “Yea, sorry. I just got a little too excited.” Again with the butterflies, you smiled.

“Be careful, I want you in one piece for when we finally go out.” He blushed even harder at your words, you really did have a strong affect on him. Iwaizumi’s phone started to vibrate from an incoming call, he pulled his phone from his ear and mumbling a quick ‘give me a second’ to you as he went to go check the caller id.

He frowned, Oikawa.

“Can I call you back? Oikawa’s calling me right now…” The brunette could hear you sigh. Oikawa seemed to have a sixth sense for whenever Iwaizumi tried to spend some time with you alone, even through a phone call.

“Ok, be safe and goodni-“

“No, I changed my mind. He can wait, I rather talk to you.” Iwaizumi said, cutting you off. If only he could see you now, a smile on your face and blushing. The conversation continued on even when Oikawa wouldn’t quit on calling but all Iwaizumi could do was send him to voicemail. Six times to voicemail and he still couldn’t get the hint that he was busy. But he was too focused on you to care about what Oikawa was so desperate to talk to him about.

He couldn’t help but feel happy whenever you would talk about your day even though he had mostly spent half of it with you. Even more happy when you kept reminding him about the date and trying your best to get information out of him on where he was going to take you. You felt warmth in your chest when you got to hear him stammer with his own words whenever you knew you made him nervous with your questions.

“Is he still calling you? Maybe you should answer him.” It could have been an emergency or maybe it was just him being annoying Iwaizumi thought, but he knew he should at least see what was wrong.

“Yea, I will. I’m sorry, I’ll see you tomorrow?” He sighed, still not ready to let go of the lovely conversation the both of you were having.

“Yes. Goodnight, I hope you sleep well. ” You gave him a final giggle before ending the call making his heart thump just a little harder.

Iwaizumi slumped on his bed with a groan, dialing Oikawa to check up on him. It didn’t take long for him to pick up, two rings and he could already hear the sigh of relief leave his best friend. “Iwaaa~, you had me so worried. What was so important that kept you away from me for so long? Hmm?” He couldn’t help but feel slightly guilty, he could’ve of at least sent him a message about how he wouldn’t be able to answer the phone for a while. Or was the guilt from spending the last two or so hours talking to his best friends ex-girlfriend and asking her on a date.

“Sorry, got caught up with something. What’s up?” He looked over to his nightstand to check the time on his clock but soon realized it was on the floor. The memory coming back and making him smile.

“Oh nothing, I was just wondering…you wouldn’t lie to me right?” And the pleasure was over, he tensed hearing the question but why? It’s not as if you were cheating on Oikawa when in reality it was him who did the cheating.

“Of course not. What are you thinking so much about thats got you asking stuff like that?” Oikawa sighed, biting his lip and staring off to his ceiling.

“Does she ever say anything about me? I know the both of you are close so I’m just wondering. She wasn’t even crying when she saw me with (gf name), do you know what she told me that night? ‘don’t make a scene’. Can you believe that?” Iwaizumi furrowed his brows, bothered by the way his friend was acting so childishly. Why was he so determined to see you hurt, was he that desperate to make you cry?

“Oikawa, just drop it. You cheated, you’re the bad guy in this situation and you still ended up with the girl you cheated on your own girlfriend with! Has it ever crossed your mind that maybe the reason why she wasn’t so hurt by it was because she was already over you?” Seconds passed of pure silence. The only thing Iwaizumi could hear was his friends steady breathing. His brow twitched anxiously, awaiting for an answer. “Did she tell you that?” He rolled his eyes, gripping his phone.

“She didn’t have to.” He mumbled making him receive a scoff from Oikawa.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Oikawa grumbled, annoyed at his unsupportive friend but again, he was just asking for too much from him.

“It means that you should really be thankful that she values your friendship that she overlooked you cheating on her and that you should really just drop it. Please.” Silence again. He reached over towards where his clock was at on the ground, picking it up and placing it back on his nightstand. “I guess you’re right. I just can’t help but wonder. She was my girlfriend for a while, the least she could do is cry a little.”

“Why are you such a dick?” Oikawa choked on his spit, getting caught off guard by the question.

“Excuse me? Iwa, where’s this behavior coming from… did she actually cry? Like only with you?” Iwaizumi huffed in annoyance, the red button tempting him to end the call.

“I don’t know, I’m just really tired from practice. See you tomorrow, k?”

“But Iwa-“ And with that he ended the call, readying himself for bed and to face Oikawa tomorrow. But he smiled, thinking about how he was going to see you too. The way you were able to flip his whole mood and instantly put a smile on him, he really did like you. Iwaizumi looked down to his vibrating phone, it was Oikawa again. The guilt came back, it wasn’t for hanging up on him but more on always crushing on his best friends ex girlfriend.

Oikawa groaned into his pillow, frustrated and feeling as if both of his closest friends were shutting him. He didn’t know who else to go to or ask. You weren’t exactly friends with anyone, you kept your circle small and usually never vented to anyone but Iwaizumi. The vibration he felt on his bed made him snatch his phone with an unexplainable speed, hoping it was you or even Iwa with some answers. Instead it was his girlfriend wishing him a goodnight but Oikawa didn’t even bother to read the whole message.

It was Sunday and Iwaizumi was still in the shower after getting in just about an hour ago. The date wouldn’t be until later in the evening and it was only morning but his anxiety ended up getting to him. Urging him to start getting ready at such early hours. You couldn’t help but do the same thing, thrashing your room and scattering clothes everywhere that you pulled from your closet while trying to find the best outfit for Iwaizumi.

He could hear his phone buzzing again making him pull the curtain back slightly to check the caller id. It was Oikawa again but too bad Iwaizumi was too busy scrubbing his body clean for the fifth time. Anyways, it was Sunday and just around eleven in the morning, he would understand if Iwaizumi just said he slept in and missed his calls. But the buzzing wouldn’t stop, Iwa grumbled while turning the water off and hearing his own mom knocking on the door, asking him if he was okay.

Iwa was quick to dry himself, he sat on his bed watching the clock on his nightstand. Why was time going by so slow? Normally he was a patient man but he was just way too eager to hangout with you. He’d do anything to make time speed up just a little. For you, you wished you had gotten up earlier. You still couldn’t decide on what to wear, your room a whole mess and you still hadn’t showered. Until when you finally decided on something simple, nothing that wasn’t too much nor too relaxed. But you couldn’t help but frown, Iwa never gave you a hint on where he was going to take you or even told you if it was going to be cold or not. With a groan, you neatly folded your outfit and put it on a spot on your bed before practically running to the bathroom to shower even though you still had over five hours to get ready.

He slowly dressed to be able to pass some time starting with his socks, and so on with a pair of fresh gym shorts and black t-shirt. Iwa decided on wearing casual clothing and not his chosen outfit until it was time for him to go so there wouldn’t be a way for him to get it dirty in away way and ruin it. Glancing at the clock, he laid on his bed. It was just around noon, almost hitting one. With a sigh, he picked up his phone and scrolling through his socials to pass time. He turned on his tv and let it run as background noise to keep him at least a bit distracted. Not before putting an alarm for an hour before walking to your house so he could properly get dressed.

You huffed trying to get your eyeliner done, even just the minimum to at least show him that you were trying. With a steady hand you were able to complete the left eye. Smiling, you looked at yourself in the mirror. ‘Ok, I think it looks okay-ish enough’ you though to yourself, looking down to your phone and seeing the time being four, almost time for your date with Iwaizumi. The pink chapstick stained your lips just a tad bit while it worked as a hydrator as well, just a little something you wanted to add. Your phone vibrated with a notification, it was Iwaizumi. You couldn’t help the smile that the name on the screen brought to your face. The tip of your finger swiped the notification and reading it to yourself out loud. “Hi, If you're by any chance ready would it be ok to go pick you up now? No pressure xx.” You weren’t the only one eager, it helped you feel more at ease. Your fingers typing up a response were unfortunately interrupted from another message notification, this time from Oikawa but you simply ignored it, not even bothering to read what he had to say, much more focused on going on your first date with Iwaizumi.

Hearing you giggle made Iwaizumi’s cheeks tint to a shade of light pink, he was outside your door and holding a bouquet of flowers that unintentionally matched with your outfit. It was simply pure kismet. “Are those for me?” He couldn’t ignore the sparkling look in your eyes when you asked so he just smiled, handing them to you. “Pretty flowers for a pretty girl.” It was now your turn for your cheeks to flush at his compliment. You happily accepted them, excusing yourself for a minute to place them in an empty vase and then returning to him, closing the door behind you in the process.

The both of you walked hand in hand toward a small coffee shop that the both of you were familiar with. “I still have somewhere else I wanna take you, not just for coffee.” He said with a smile and a squeeze to your hand.

“Ohh where else then?” You pressed, trying to get it out him.

“It’s a surprise, don’t worry about it.” Iwa looked over to you the smile still standing proudly on his face. Just happy to be with you after so long.

You couldn’t help but smile, finally seeing to where he was taking you. It was the most recent restaurant that had opened up in your area, he was taking you out to dinner. Perfect timing as well, you did start to feel a little hungry after the small cup of coffee you had just about an hour ago. “I know it’s not much but I know how much you like Italian and well-“ You quickly cut him off with a kiss on the cheek making him look down at you in surprise. He felt the warmth in his chest start up again, you were just too cute.

“Going anywhere to eat with you is already a perfect date, but the Italian food is for sure a plus.” Still having his hand in yours, you made sure to keep walking even while he still was a little shocked from the peck on the cheek. You giggled, pulling him closer to you by the hand. “What? Want another one?” Iwaizumi only nodded but this time taking charge as he gently placed his free hand on your cheek and pressing a soft kiss to your lips. He couldn’t help the smile that broke out on his face, contagious enough to cause you to smile too. You teasingly let your wet tongue swipe against his bottom lip making him pull away with a furious blush.

“Easy now.” Iwa mumbled, readjusting his posture and scanning the not-so-busy street to see if any creep had been lingering for too long. Just something to distract him from his first kiss with you because he was sure that he wouldn’t be able to hold back on the kissing if you tried the tongue trick again.

You laughed at his words but continued on into the restaurant. A very warm atmosphere came over the both of you, you really did enjoy his company. He made you happy, the way he holds your hand and the way he would look into your eye. It was definitely worth it to wait for the weekend. Iwaizumi thought so too, he would make it his personal goal to show just how much he cared about you and to do way better than Oikawa ever could. Even though that was his closest friend, he still could not let it slide on how trashy he was for being a cheater. The both of you were greeted by a wonderful waiter, following quickly behind them to the table nearest to a corner, somewhere more secluded but not so much.

Dinner passed by fast but neither of you could bring up what the both of you were dreading, the end of the date. Instead you kept him distracted with memories you shared with him from school, making him smile every time you would get way into detail. He loved hearing you talk about certain memories you had of him, things he had kept to himself thinking that no one would remember and that surprised him when you had a perfect memory. The guilty feeling in him slowly dying out with every little conversation you had with him. But it soon returned when he received a message notification from Oikawa.

‘How’s the date with (Y/n)? I thought you said you wouldn’t lie to me, Iwa…”

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captain-kingliamsqueen · 4 years

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Diary of A Star Crossed Lover Part 2

just a short series ...well not really a series...but still a series! , that ive been working on! there are a few series i’’ve had to put on hold as im just not feeling them right now, and i only want to put my best out for you to read! hope you enjoy this series as much as i have enjoyed writing it!

Pairing: Liam x Riley, Liam x MC

Summary: Liam dives into riley most inner thoughts and dreams...

Word Count: 2,655

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ASK IF YOU WANT TAGGED! SORRY IF I MISSED ANYONE!

I always notice every single spelling mistake or issue after I’ve posted…so apologies in advance!

Tags aren’t working so I will be tagging in the comments. Ive tried to tag everyone, please don’t hesitate to msg and let me know if i forgot to tag you!

June 14th

Dear Diary…

Here I am…sitting in the middle of a foreign country…Cordonia, When Maxwell appeared at my apartment and asked me if I wanted to come to Cordonia and compete for Liam's hand in marriage…I mean…is there really a choice in the matter…stay and be a waitress for the rest of my life…come and have the time of my life, with an amazing guy! I’ve never been one to shoot my shot or anything, but this is a once in a lifetime chance, Liam is Amazing, Exciting and extremely handsome, how could I possibly say no?

Love you Muchly…Riley x

Liam placed Riley's diary down on the table as Drake entered his office.

“Drake” Liam greeted him.

“Hey, I just came to see if we’re still on for Poker night tomorrow?”

“I’ll have to postpone for about 30 minutes but we’re definitely still on for it!!”

“alright, I just wanted to check, I’ll let you get back to whatever it was you were doing”

After Drake left, Liam lifted the diary again.

June 26th

Dear Diary,

After the derby and the picnic today, we all went out for cronuts, I can’t believe they’ve never tried them! getting to spend some time with Liam was amazing, even though there were others there, just getting to be with him outside of the court was just amazing. My heart just about jumped out of my body, when we were sitting in the café, and I felt his fingers brush my hand, then his hand linked with mine, he gave it a gentle squeeze then smiled when I looked at him. God I love his smile!

Love you Muchly…Riley x

Liam smirked as he turned the page over,

June 27th

Dear Diary,

Today we are heading to Lythikos, Olivia’s neck of the woods. She has the upper hand here; I need to be careful. Well that’s what Max said anyway…I kind of like Olivia, she’s a strong, bold woman…I cant fault her for that, I mean of course she could be a little nicer but, I think she and I could maybe get along one day.

The thing that scares me about this whole situation…is I’m falling in love with Liam…but it doesn’t matter…its all down to who he chooses, so we could get to the end of the social season and he chooses one of the other ladies…I feel like a prize to be won…I’m not sure how I feel about that… I’m no one’s trophy, and I know there’s no ill intent on Liam's part, but in the end…it’s his decision that’s going to either make or break my life…if I am the one he chooses, I become his wife, the countries queen! But if he chooses someone else, I go home, with nothing, just the embarrassment of going home, known as the “foolish” woman who followed a total stranger to a foreign country after spending a few hours together, hoping he would fall in love with her. I want to believe he will choose me, he has never given me reason to think he wouldn’t, but at the same time, I have to be realistic, I have only known Liam for a matter of weeks…

If it’s a choice of fear or hope…I think ill choose hope, hope that Liam is feeling the same amazing connection that I am, from the moment we met I felt some kind of magnetic pull towards him, and I know he felt it too…I don’t want to live in fear of what might possibly happen, I want to have hope…that he’s falling in love with me too.

Love you Muchly…Riley x

A frown found itself upon Liam's face as he reread the last entry, she was right…the ladies were basically put on a buffet table for him to take his pick of whoever he wanted… Riley had very rarely spoken about her thoughts if Liam wasn’t to choose her, was she really that scared that he wouldn’t and that’s why she didn’t mention it, or did she just have that much faith in him? he loved her from the minute they met, he would choose her over any woman in the world, without a pause for thought, it was always Riley, and he would spend the rest of his life, showing her, she was always the one, she will always be the one for him.

He turned the page over and began the next entry.

27th June

Dear Diary…

I’ve been here just about two weeks and my god, it is AMAZING! I mean, I wish I could spend so much more time with Liam but he says he has to spend time with the other girls too so it doesn’t look to obvious…I won’t lie, I won’t deny it…it makes me kind of jealous, I wish I could spend every day with that man, whenever I’m around him I just feel…free…I feel like I don’t have to hide anything, I don’t feel self-conscious, I don’t feel anxious, or nervous! He just makes me feel at peace. I’ve never felt so comfortable just being in a room with someone. We managed to sneak a kiss or two, I want to spend the rest of my life feeling the way his kisses make me feel. when Olivia kissed Liam…boy did my heart sink, I know he didn’t want to kiss her, he told me that himself, but seeing someone else kiss him just made me feel…some kind of way. He invited me up to his room after the ball, which I happily agreed to! I could never turn down more time with Liam. When I arrived at his room and he had lit candles oh my goodness, I don’t think ive ever had someone be that romantic…when I asked him and he blushed, my god! Liam and I spent ages in the hot tub, we kissed, we y’know…messed around a little bit and we had a real deep conversation about love, about life, Ive never seen him as relaxed than he was last night. Being in his arms…it just felt so right. When we got out of the hot tub and he made us hot chocolate to sit and drink Infront of the fire, its just turning 2am and I’m only just getting back, if I’d stayed any longer the two of us would have fell asleep, as much as we would have both loved that, it wouldn’t have looked very good anyone seen I was leaving Liam's room, in his clothes after spending the night with him then stayed over. Let it be known, if we could have…we would have.

Love you Muchly…Riley

Liam grinned as he remembered that night all too well. That night he spent with Riley was one of the best nights he ever had.

June 27th

Riley sat with her eyes closed, cuddled into Liam's chest, with his arms wrapped around her. The hot bubbly, steamy water keeping them warm on the cold night. Liam pressed a gentle kiss to Riley's head “Riley?” he whispered, as he gently ran his hand through her hair. “yeah” she replied

“What does Love mean to you?” Liam gently traced his fingers over her cheek as he looked down to see her so relaxed. Riley opened her eyes as she looked up at him, giving him the sweetest smile.

“Love means accepting you for who they are, and not wanting to change you. it means loving you and standing by you through the worst times. It means loving you even when you are in a bad mood, or too tired to do the things I want to do. It means loving you when you’re down, not just when you’re fun to be with. Love means, that I know you’re deepest secrets and do not judge you for them, asking in return that you do not judge me for mine, it means that I care enough to fight for what we have and that I love you enough not to let go, it means thinking of you, dreaming of you, wanting and needing you constantly and hoping…just hoping that you feel the same way for me …I think Love is just a word…until someone comes along and gives it meaning, and when that someone comes along, Love becomes this…whole new adventure.”

“Riley…” Liam whispered with a smile as he leaned in placing the sweetest kiss on her lips, her fingers lacing through the hair on the back of his neck.

Not long later, Liam whispered, breaking the peaceful silence that the two had fell into.

“do you want to get some hot chocolate and we can sit in front of the fireplace?”

“that sounds like a great idea”

Liam climbed out of the hot tub, then offered Riley his hand to help her out. She thanked him as he lifted a towel and wrapped it around her, then got himself one.

“I don’t have any dry clothes Liam; I only have my dress”

“I’m sure I have something you can put on” Liam assured her. They made their way into Liam's bedroom; Liam went to his suitcase where he pulled out a t shirt and a pair of shorts.

“I hope these are alright for you”

“they’re perfect, thank you”

Riley moved into the bathroom where she changed out of her soaking undergarments and into the fresh, dry clothes then she made her way back into the bedroom. Liam was in a pair of grey shorts and a plain white t shirt; he was stood in his little kitchenette just finishing the hot chocolate. He brought them over to Riley, placing them on the floor beside where he had sat some cushions on the floor for them. Riley sat down, whilst Liam grabbed a blanket from the bed, he sat beside Riley, wrapping his arm along with the blanket around her.

The two spent the next while sipping away at their hot beverages.

By the time the clock hit 1am, there were two empty mugs, Riley sat cuddled into Liam's chest, drifting in and out of sleep. Whilst Liam sat running his fingers through Riley's hair, their legs entangled under the blanket that had made its way round to lay over their legs, Liam could barely keep his eyes open.

“we can’t fall asleep” he whispered as he held her that little bit tighter.

“I know…we’re just resting our eyes for a little bit” Riley smiled tiredly “I should head back to my room soon”

“I wish you didn’t have to; I could lay here with you all night”

“me too, but sadly it’s the way it has to be”

Liam nearly caved that night; it took everything he had in him to stop himself from just climbing into bed and falling asleep beside the woman he was falling deeply in love with. With a grin on his face just thinking about the night, he closed the diary over, then he got up and headed out of his office and down to the royal quarters. He always had this diary with him, every chance he got, he would read a page or two. He wanted to really understand how Riley felt through the whole social season and engagement to madeleine.

Liam had made plans to have dinner with Riley, well made plans as in, on the plane after they got engaged Liam told Riley, they would never have to eat dinner alone again, so every night since and every night going forwards the two had dinner together. Once Liam got to the apartment, he showered then changed into some more comfortable clothes before heading down to Riley's room where one of the staff would be bringing the two take out. Liam and Riley sat on the sofa, with the tv on in the background whilst they ate.

“so, I was thinking about wedding cake earlier” Riley stated as she put a shovel of Chinese noodles into her mouth

“really? You have something in mind?”

“Lemon cake…” she grinned

“that’s a great idea, I think it will go down really well with everyone!

“I was also thinking maybe we could go for a walk on the beach after dinner, if you don’t have any engagements that is”

“nope, I cleared the night, I would love to go for a walk on the beach with you”

After the two finished their food, they wrapped up and pulled their shoes on then headed down to Liam's car, with Bastian following closely behind in the SUV, they made their way to the beachfront.

“it’s so cold…but it’s so peaceful” Riley whispered, she squeezed Liam's hand as she cuddled into his side.

“so, I’ve been reading your diary” Liam whispered

“you have?” Riley grinned with a soft blush hitting her cheeks.

“I have, I wasn’t going to, I wanted to respect your privacy, but then…I wanted to fully understand what you went through, how you felt.”

“so how far have you got?”

“just earlier today I was reading about the night we spent in the hot tub in lythikos”

Riley smirked when he mentioned it. “one of the best nights I had, that was one of the first nights I felt truly connected to you, we had no interruptions, no engagements, he really talked and got to know each other a little better… just us”

“me too” he smiled as he squeezed her hand.

The two sat down on the sand, Riley sat between Liam's legs leaning back into his chest.

“do you have it with you?”

“your diary?”

“yeah” she smirked

“yes, I have it”

“we should read some”

“right now?”

“yeah right here, whilst we have peace and quiet”

Liam pulled the small book from the inside pocket of his jacket. He flipped the book open and began to read.

June 29th

Dear Diary

I had the best day at the beach, there was a sailing competition, then we spent the day on the sand, I got burnt to a crisp and I don’t even mind! Liam hates sailing, when he told me he only really takes part because his father’s love for boats is most important than his dislike for them! He is so selfless and kind…ive never met anyone that would put as many people before themselves as he does. He’s a really good man! What I did learn though, is my hopefully soon to be husband doesn’t like the taste of salt water, I’m not surprised!

Liam chuckled as he remembered his awful boat ride with Drake.

Today was the day Liam found out his father would be stepping down as king at the end of the social season, meaning, he would be choosing a wife and becoming king all at the one time. I really felt for him, his profession can’t be easy, being rushed into finding a wife, then being told he only had a few weeks before he would have the weight of the kingdom on his shoulders, it’s an extremely stressful situation and I hope I have shown him, that if he ever needs someone to just sit and listen or just distract him for a little bit, I will be there, no matter what.

Liam took me to the forgotten falls, my god it was absolutely stunning there, and the story behind it was just…wow! Two people forbidden from falling in love with each other…sounds all too familiar…though I’m sure Liam and I won’t let anyone get in our way. When Liam said he wanted us to take the leap of faith off the edge of the waterfall, I couldn’t say no!

When he kissed me in the water…my god, it was like no other kiss ive had before! Then he nearly said he loved me…god I wish he had…because I love him too.

Love you muchly…Riley x

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fletchphoenix · 4 years

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Just Another Varigo Coffee Shop AU

Um Hi! Im Fletch and this is my first post / first anything if I’m being honest. And it’s Varigo! I honestly simp so hard for this ship and kinda *okay really hoped* the spinoff would happen but oh well. In the meantime, I shall supply you with this!

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This was gonna be a long week.

Fresh flakes of snow fell from the sky as Varian trudged down the street, only just out of his classes for the day. A frown covered his features as he finally took notice of the weather he was walking in. His bag weighted heavier on his back the more steps he took, containing various notebooks, textbooks and equipment he needed to use. For now, the snow only seemed to be a minor inconvenience. “I can make it back..” he muttered in reassurance.

Oh, how wrong he was.

Time passed and the snow got progressively more and more heavy. The wind started to howl and pick up in speed, howling and blowing ice cold air. He had to find shelter. Fast. That was when a quaint coffee shop caught his eye. With no other choice, the raven haired boy sprinted towards the store, threw the door open and slid inside.

The first thing he noticed about the shop was just how warm it was. It instantly erased the numb feeling in his limbs, replacing it with a relaxing heat. The scent of coffee engulfed his senses too - in fact it was all he could smell (not that it was a problem, it was mouthwateringly good. The smell alone made him want more). Tables were filled left and right, however he waded through the mass of people and sat down at the only available space - a booth by a window. Varian silently gazed out of the window.

He hated the snow.

it was snowing on THAT night. The night he put his dad in a coma. He didn’t even mean to - but he just wanted to make his dad proud of him for doing something good, but it didn’t work. He tried to get help for them from Eugene’s girlfriend. He begged. Hell, he even ran through a snowstorm to find them. He couldn’t even feel his hands or feet by the time he got there. But no one helped. That night made him do some awful things..how could they ever forgive him? Did they even forgive him? What if they hated him? What if- What if- What if-

“Hey, can I sit here?”

Varian’s thoughts were halted in an instant as he looked at the source of the voice. The man was tall - most likely around his age - and looked down at him with his mouth tilted in a smile, an eyebrow raised. Blonde locks were styled into an undercut with the top part tied back into a ponytail, and emerald eyes that studied him were framed by a pair of obnoxiously big glasses.

“I’m sorry, what?” Varian asked, a look of confusion on his face.

“Can I sit here? The shop’s full and I noticed only you were sitting here so...” the blonde’s words died out, smiling as Varian gave him a nod of confirmation. “Great.” he said with a wide smile, sitting down in the booth opposite him. “I noticed we go to the same university. I’m Hugo Atkinson.”

“Varian. Varian Ruddiger.” He replied with a small nod, glancing out of the window again. Snow still fell outside, showing no signs of relenting or stopping at all. A sigh left his lips as he turned his head back to look at his newfound companion, only to find him staring. “Are you okay?”

“Chemistry in senior year. You sit at the back. Professor Xavier. Am I right?” Hugo smirked, not waiting for a reply. “I knew I recognised you! Hey, let me get you a drink. What do you want?”

“Uh...vanilla latte. One sugar, please.”

“On it, short stuff!” The blonde replied, hastily moving out of his seat and hurrying to the counter before Varian could retaliate. Did he just..call him short? Really? Varian groaned and rested his head on the table. NOW he remembered who he was. The memories flooded back to him of the relentless teasing he’d endured throughout the last year along with the annoying comments. Why did he have to reunite with him of all people? Did the universe just hate him that much?

“He’s certainly changed...” Varian mumbled under his breath. And he had. He wasn’t at ALL unattractive, his face perfectly fit with defined cheekbones, a lanky structure and vibrant, green eyes he could just get lost in...NO! None of that! He knew what Hugo was like. How he dated around and broke hearts of anyone relentlessly in senior year. Nope. Varian was not having any of that, thank you very much.

A few moments later, Hugo came back with two drinks in hand before settling down opposite Varian again with a smile on his face.

“Hope you didn’t miss me too much, hairstripe.” he chuckled, laughing when Varian lunged to punch his arm. “Ow! I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I’ll stop.” Hugo settled down, taking a sip of his coffee. “So...what brings you here?”

“Just the snow. It’s way too strong to walk in so I decided not to push my luck.” He replied, taking a sip of his latte. It was perfect, the warmth spreading throughout his body. Coffee was simply the best in weather like this - the taste of vanilla reminding him of how Rapunzel makes them.

“Me too.” Hugo muttered and raised the cup to his lips again, his free hand moving and tucking a section of his fringe behind his ear. “My mom should be coming to pick me up soon, though.” He added quietly, a dark look appearing on his face before disappearing just as quickly as it came. “Anyway, that isn’t important. How’s everything been?”

“The usual. Boring...only thing that’s keeping me busy is the chem work we’re getting.” He groaned and rubbed at his eyes, yawning before sipping his coffee again. God, this coffee tasted heavenly.

“Me too. My engineering work is stressful as hell.” Hugo complained and slumped back in his seat.

Varian paused and looked Hugo in the eyes. “Let me look. I’ll help you out and you can help me with my chemistry, Deal?”

Hugp paused for a moment, considering his offer before standing and shuffling to sit in the booth right beside Varian. Reaching into a previously unseen bag, he dropped 2 pens, 2 pencils, and a notebook onto the spruce table. “Okay Ruddiger, lets do this.”

For what seemed like hours, him and Hugo talked and talked and talked. It felt reassuring, Varian thought, having someone that understood what he was talking about for the most part and to help him. Their topics varied from chemistry to biology to engineering and so much more. At one point, they even spoke about pets! As it turned out, Hugo had a pet mouse called Cheese (”Creative name.” Varian quipped, earning a roll of the eyes and a gentle punch on the arm from the other) and Varian confided about his pet cat, Ruddiger (to which Hugo mocked his previous comment). It felt natural. Nice.

Of course all good things had to come to an end.

A buzz from Hugo’s phone interrupted their VERY riveting conversation about the logistics of an automaton. “Oh shit, my mom is here.” Hugo said with a frown, his eyes meeting Varian’s. Varian tried, but to no avail, to hide his disappointment.

“Oh. Well, this was fun-” He started to say.

“Hold on.” Hugo stopped him, reaching out to grab a napkin and a pen, Silently, he wrote on it before passing Varian the napkin with a smile. “See you around, hairstripe.” He added before he was gone, navigating through the crowd of people to get towards the door.

Varian took a second to glance down at the napkin. His face flushed as he saw the note contained Hugo’s number along with ‘Call me x’. He bit his lip gently and glanced in the direction Hugo left in, taking out his phone and inputting the number quietly before picking up his bag and heading to the door. Outside the snow had stopped, leaving a small blanket that. crackled with every step he took.

When he got home, Varian lay on his bed and stared at his phone or, more specifically, Hugo’s contact. His hands shook with anticipation and anxiety. Oh god, what should he say? What was a normal thing to say to a cute boy from high school you just reunited with? He let out a frustrated cry and flopped back onto his bed, throwing his phone elsewhere on the covers. Why was he so bad at this?

After at least an hour of stressing, pacing and advice from Rapunzel and Eugene, he officially gave up. He slowly picked up his phone and typed out the message.

Varian : Hi, it’s me from the coffee shop.

“Okay Varian...and...” He closed his eyes, his finger hovering over the send button, before pressing it and shutting the phone off. He lay back again and covered his eyes. “HI?! REALLY? THAT’S THE BEST YOU COULD DO?” He scolded himself and covered his eyes. Hugo was gonna think he’s an idiot! A massive idiot! A chime sounded out through the room and, as fast as he could, Varian lunged and picked up his phone to read Hugo’s reply.

Hugo : Heya hairstripe =)

Hugo : Took you long enough to text me, aha

Varian’s face changed into a smile as him and Hugo continued to talk all throughout the night. Eventually, at 3am, he decided to call it a night and get some rest before his class tomorrow.

Varian : I’m going to sleep - goodnight Hugo

Hugo : Before you dooo....

Hugo : How about another coffee meet? You free Thursday at 1?

Varian let out a loud gasp before sitting up and smiling widely. Hugo wanted to meet up again. Oh my god Hugo wanted to see him again! Giddy with excitement, he picked up his phone and immediately text him back.

Varian : Yep, I am

Hugo : It’s a date <3 see you then Ruddiger. Sweet dreams.

Varian set his phone aside on his bedroom table, a lovesick smile on his face as he lay back and stared at the ceiling. A date. A date with Hugo. He couldn’t help the flush on his cheeks or the butterflies in his stomach as he started to drift off to sleep with Ruddiger jumping and laying beside him in bed. Now he had to wait till Thursday.

This was gonna be a long week.

#varigo #varian and the seven kingdoms #varian x hugo #varian tangled #hugo tangled #i am a mess for these boys #tangled #alchemy boyfriends #i cant tag things #varigo coffee shop au

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bangtansfavwriter · 4 years

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💘bangtan as boyfriends: jungkook💘

-oh my god this soft boy

-still can't quite believe you guys are dating and sometimes still blushes very heavily when you kiss him

- it took ages for him to ask you out and he probably wouldn't have done it without a pep talk from seokjin who hyped him up before you and jungkook went on a date together

- he was so timid and tripped over his words a lot, so when you asked "are you saying we should start dating?" he went "oh my god yES PLS"

-he know tells everyone that you asked him out first bc "the golden maknae of bts, bangtan sonyeondan, behind the scene, world's best band tbh has to be asked out"

seokjin: makes sense, bc said golden maknae looked like he was gonna pass tf out before you two met

jk: .. hyung why you.... I asked y/n out!

seokjin: lies

you: he did... kinda

seokjin: LIES

jk: I find your lack of faith disturbing, hyung..

seokjin: nerd 😚

jk: 😔✊🏼

- a nerd indeed, but cuteee

- very loyal, it already took him long enough to call you his, so he sure af won't give you up

- also very selfless, he loves helping you out with whatever you need help with... even when you don't ask for it

- like when you had a project due and you were stressing out about it bc you had no time for anything else and stuff... he was really worried you'd skip meals to do your work, so he made sure that you'd eat by either coming to your place or calling/texting you, whenever he couldn't come over personally

-he was afraid he'd bother you while you do your work so he was always very cautious but you reassured him it's fine

-but you felt bad bc you couldn't talk much while doing your work... he looked at you and smiled: "it's ok, I'll write some lyrics maybe.. and you do you. we'll give each other strength with our presence, alright?" he started laughing when you got up and cozied up to him. you spent the next 10 mins cuddling, as this was the only reasonable thing to do after he was being so sweet. "so much for no distractions, hm?"

- you still got your work done btw, so no worries

- movie nights are a huge thing for you two, your range is broad af but mostly consists of marvel, disney and studio ghibli. he has a thing for 80s movies tho, felt ferris bueller on a personal level

- cried when he watched the princess diaries for the first time and will end u if anyone hears about it

-rather savage irl but he cries during some movies, especially when he's tired, he gets emotional and even whiny

- for example: he was very sleepy when you first watched the mandalorian together and you swear he started weeping when he first saw baby yoda and he's been obsessed ever since btw

- very thoughtful and caring

- remembers the smallest things about you, will bring you your fav ben&jerry's when you feel down and enjoys the fact that you look at him like the saint he is

- also memorizes your habits and reads your body language so well that it still surprises you even after all the time you've been dating

-you poke his cheeks on any given occasion and kiss his nose, he's not quite sure why but he enjoys it too

- his hugs are just warm ... they make you feel like everything will be ok

- many pancake mornings together

- will never ever forget any birthday or anniversary, he once did tho and he still beats himself up about it but he was busy as hell during that time so you were ok with it in hindsight (which was greatly appreciated bc he truly felt awful)

- very down-to-earth, it doesn't have to be all fancy with him, he's doing just fine with netflix and ramen

- your personal laundry fairy

- looots of laughter and giggles with this one, always cracking jokes

- you guys have like 48394 insides jokes

you: hey.. hey

jk: ?

you: second goose right left

jk: LMAOOOOO WOFT

you: LMAOOO

jk and you: -dying-

rm: this sounds like some terror code

hobi: or a stroke

- sends u memes at 3am, his go-to are kermit memes as reaction memes, he sometimes forgets to use actual words tbh

you: kook, i can't come over today, working late :( but tomorrow is fine tho, you free ?

jk: -kermit crying under the shower meme-

you: jungkook, words pls

jk: oh sorry babe, yeah im free 🤗

- either uses the cutest nicknames or the weirdest which are pretty cute when he explains it (like left shark "bc you stand out")

- displays of 'strong manly man' when he picks you up, and spins you around only to kiss you --- displays of 'babie boy's when pouts until you give him attention or your last pockys ("we can share, you know 👀" - "oh worm? 👀")

- a true romantic deep down, he once surprised you when he decorated your entire house with candles and flowers bc he knew you had a tough time and you legit just started crying. he was overwhelmed for a sec but knew this was just bottled up emotions and relief coming through so he just smiled and hugged you until you calmed down."it's alright, love... let me take care of you." you nodded and smiled at him, while wiping your tears away. "you're the sweetest, you know that?" - "well, obviously. but fire safety was never my forte, so let's be careful, ok?" he said and you both started laughing.

-sings to you very very often, get used to it, even when you're not right next to him you can still hear him humming from afar and it makes always makes u smile

-you two are fiercely competitive, there is no "it's just a game"... you guys play mario, sonic, rayman etc and there's always a whole lot of screaming

-there was a time namjoon jin got so fed up with this that he took the playstation away (+ mario kart) and jungkook and you had to find other gaming options

-some examples of truth or dare sessions between you (in the safety of your own home):

you: i dare you to dance to begin

jk, in his pyjamas: wha- ... no!

you: truth it is, then. what was the dumpling incident about?

jk: nevermind, I'll do the dance.

you: squeeze the ketchup bottle empty with your thighs.

jk: ?????? jesus, you take your kinks to a whole knew level. choose something else, the stains will be nasty as hell.

you: wear booty shorts👀

jk: you wants thighs and booty, huh? 👀

you: you bet 👀👀

(a blessed day for u tbh)

jk: babe, i dare you to dance to fire.

you: ?????? well, I can try, but you should get me an inhaler, my lung capacity may not suffice for this

(jungkook laughed so hard when did it that he was the one that needed an inhaler)

-takes lots and loots of pics of you when you're together and of the location you went together , posts the view on twitter sometimes and jokes about you two being official (to fans) without really being official

- you two go on walks together, have coffee shop dates, go to concerts (and go fckn feral when u go see iu), visit art galleries where you mostly imitate everything and touch things you shouldn't touch, go to karaoke places ... and you also do art together! that was actually his idea were he bought a shitload of acrylic paint and huge linen sheets and you had your first painting date, which has become a tradition ever since.

- something that jungkook absolutely loves and appreciates is that you guys never run out of topics to talk about

-the intellectual stimulation he gets from you is pretty much unmatched and that's also something that made him realise he's into you before you started dating

- 2 sides of the same coin: smart, charming and kind // absolute crackhead (remember the vid with his goggles? vids like that are now your exclusive content from yours truly)

- once chased down chickens when you visited a village together and ran away screaming when a huge ass rooster chased after him ( u filmed it ofc)

- lives for dramatics, gains new life power on Halloween when you two do shenanigans on bighit's annual party

- he loves the fact that you're still a child at heart and that you're not too stuck up to scare hobi and jin with michael myers masks on (but you did feel pretty bad about it when hobi almost fainted)

- you're super savage when you want to be and he loves it when you are... ngl... you being assertive and all kinda turns him on lmaoo

-your green card to get him to laugh whenever was saying "you sexy beast" and he'd forget whatever issue you were having before, as long as it wasn't something too important obviously

-loves you show you off, especially when you guys are all dolled up and ready for a night out "look at us being all sexy and shit, like, how dare we look this hot, jimin-hyung hates it when someone looks hotter than him" - "hmmm kook, imagine if I'd have jimin as my date today, the place would burn up" - "...." - "kook, i was joking..." - "right shark" - "I WAS JOKING BABY" - "........say it. you know the deal." - "i would rather die" - "go hang with hyung then, i'm gonna stay home" - "you...." -

👀👂 - "YOU SEXY BEAST" - jungkook laughed until he couldn't breathe when yoongi, who just passed by you two, and you stared at each other, completely mortified. you: how to unsay things... / yoongs: how to unhear things/ jk: -on the floor and in dire need of an inhaler"

- you couldn't face yoongi the whole night, whereas jungkook occasionally stared down jimin who had no clue what the heck was going on and munched on some appetizers

- jealousy is not a big thing for him but he still doesn't quite like it when someone is too touchy with you

- he trusts you, absolutely no doubt about that or he wouldn't have even entered a relationship with you, as he has high standards about who to let into his life, especially with potential lovers

-that's why everyone knew you guys were serious about each other and it was hardly surprising that you got to meet his family shortly after you guys started dating (his mother loved you btw)

-has like 200 pics of the day you met gureum

- an absolute sucker for you, you could say you want the n seoul tower to flicker in purple and pink lights and he would get it done somehow

- very sensitive to touches so ......👀

- loves your room bc he says it always smells like your lotions and laundry

- you sometimes surprise by setting the mood with some smooth music and nice fragrances and the world comes to a halt for him, it's just him and you

-shower him in affection and he's putty in your hands, legit, when he first performed euphoria and did the high note at the end you spammed tf outta your messenger and hyped him up and he actually got so hype he jumped around backstage after the concert and sprinted to you when he saw you, twirled you around and, for the first time, kissed you while the guys were there

-he still gets teased about it tho, but he doesn't really care bc your support means the world to him and he values it too much to care about the guys

-you guys went home that night and he serenaded you while you were cuddling. you guys started talking about songs, especially your favourites. you got sleepy when he started talking about 'home' and softly sang it to you, until he realised you dozed off. he smiled to himself and caressed you hair, as you had layed your head onto his chest. admiring your sleeping figure, closely entangled with his broad frame, he said to himself: "this is home..."

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mysteryofren · 4 years

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So happy together part 1 (Ben solo x reader au)

Hello! this is my first series ever and my first time ever posting my work so be gentle. any constructive criticism is welcome, and any ideas are welcome! not a lot of ben in this first one but hes coming in the next one dont worry. hope you enjoy!

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Summary: Its been a few years since you first arrived at the republic academy. on the surface its a dream school. once you’re inside you realize its a nightmare. you managed to survive under the radar this far with no problem. that changes quick when the deans nephew takes an interest in you.

You were about 10 when your parents decided they were going to send you to boarding school. You were 13 when they actually went through with sending you to one. You were 14 when you decided there was no point going home for holidays and breaks. Now here you sit in your dorm, freshly 17 and more than happy with the fact that you haven't seen your parents in about 3 years. Sure they called, and came down for a school related event, but you never really saw them. They were so caught up with their careers, that even when you were in the same room, they didn't bother interacting with you. Sometimes you feel they only had you to keep up appearances and appeal to the family friendly image so many people look to have.

“ Are you sure you don't just want to come home with me?” your dorm mate asked. Elaine and you had been bunking together since you first arrived at the school. She, unlike you, chose to go to boarding school for her future. She had parents that adored her and had her best interest in mind.

“ Im positive, I don't want to inconvenience you and your parents.”

“ C'mon my parents love having you around, besides my mom doesn't like the thought of you spending the holidays by yourself.”

You grabbed one of her suit cases and started helping, “ I love your parents too, but i've spent the holidays alone for about as long as i can remember. I think I can spend another one alone and be fine.”

Elaine stopped packing and looked at you. She wrapped her arms around you and sighed.

“ You stubborn bitch” you both burst into laughter as you hugged her back and fell back on her bed. You separated from each other and stared at the ceiling.

“ Hey, “ you say while turning your head towards her “ i'll be fine here. Seriously. I love that you worry about me though.”

There's a knock at the door. You quickly jump up to answer it, and on the other side is standing one of her 2 brothers.He hugs you and turns to his sister.

“ Hey, El, you ask her about the thing?”

Elaine had already been back to packing when she looked back at him.” yes, and she refuses to come with us.”

“Chris I'll be fine here, I always am.” you reassure him as you step back to continue packing.

He shrugged his shoulders and walked over to help packing. You guys spend an hour packing up the rest of her side of the room. After you had finished up, you each grabbed some bags and walked outside to his car. He quickly shoved all the bags in the trunk of his car, and went to sit in the driver's seat to give you and your best friend some time to say your goodbyes.

“ if you need me you know how to get to my house, right?”

“ or I can just call you.” you say in a sarcastic tone.

She smiles, and hugs you. “ I mean you could but if you came over you could get free food and a chance to be around your super awesome best friend.”

“ oh I didn't know Rey was living with you guys.” She playfully punched your shoulder.

“ You know what I meant,” she hugged you and sighed “ its only 2 weeks, but god im gonna miss that stupid sense of humor”

She let go and started walking toward the passenger seat.

“Well if you need me you know where I live.” you called to her. She gave you the finger as she sat in the car. Her brother started the car and they drove off.

You waited in that parking lot until you saw them exit the school. You stared off for a second before heading back to your dorm. You took the time to take in your surroundings. The usually chaotic school had been calm and empty. You take in every moment thinking about how horribly busy it would be when the rest of the student body returned, along with some newbys whose parents had waited until after the holidays to send their kids off into the jungle that is this school.

You looked up to see the sun was close to setting and quickened your pace so you didn't have to be walking in the dark by yourself.

As soon as you reach your dorm you lock the door and dramatically throw yourself down on your bed. You always hated the day she left, it was so quiet and empty without her bubbly presence. You pull out your phone and send her a text. As you press send there's another knock at the door. You slowly get up and walk towards the door, as you call out asking who it is.

“Its Luke,” you hear before you open the door.

“Mr. Skywalker, how can I help you?” you ask as you motion for him to come in. “If it's about the welcome back luncheon you’ll have to contact my father about it, he's choosing a different caterer this year so i have no clue what the menu will be.” you inform him

“Y/N how many times must I tell you, call me Luke. your father and I have been friends long enough you're practically family,” he scolds “ Anyways i'm not here for that. I'm here to ask you a favor actually.”

You stare at the man in front of you. Luke Skywalker. You looked up to him. He was an amazing teacher, and man in general. When you think about it he was right. You are practically family. He was friends with your grandfather, Obi wan, and watched you and your father grow up. When he opened the school your father was a part of their first freshman class. And when you were old enough your father shipped you off here where you saw even more of the man.

“Im sorry Luke.” you say awkwardly.

“There's nothing to apologize for,” he says with a smile “anyways, my sister has finally taken my advice and has made the decision to send my nephew here even though it's his last year in school. He refuses to go on vacation with her and my brother in law for the holidays, so he will be arriving tomorrow.

“That's good to hear, and sorry for my misunderstanding, but where do i fit into this?”

“Well,” he sighs, “Usually we have class presidents do the welcome tours with new students, but Rey has left us for holiday break already. I was wondering if you would mind giving him a tour of the school since you are staying.”

“Why not just wait to do the tour when everyone comes back?”

“Well I will admit he is a handful, and I feel you may be able to handle his very strong personality”

“ Alright I can do that. That doesn't seem too hard.”

“Thank you so much Y/N, i'm glad you're willing to help, who knows maybe you two can be friends.” He says as he heads towards the door.

“Lets meet at 1? In my office?” he asks as if you have anything else to do.

“Ill be there Luke.” you say giving him a smile and an awkward thumbs up. He smiles and walks out closing the door behind him. You stay standing for a second. He mentioned being friends with him. You doubt that. You don't have many friends and with his uncle owning the school he's bound to get swept up by Rey and her friend group. Besides not many people bother to be your friend. Nobody but Elaine.

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kpopluvrsblog · 4 years

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Can i kiss you?

Keonhee fluff

First post🥺

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Here i am in front of my best friends door waiting for it to be opened... how did i get here you may ask? Well we were supposed to be working on a project together in the last few days and it’s due tomorrow. Keonhee hasn’t been answering me and i need to get this art project done so i took it upon myself to get the needed materials and show up to his house. I think the last text he sent was saying he’s busy but do i care?! No. He should’ve answered me then. Finally after 5 minutes the door is swung open to his mother. “Oh hello Y/n !! Long time no see! Im guessing you’re here for keonhee and he’s up in his room, I’ll be right back i have to make some errands.” “Yes of course thank you!” With that short conversation she had already been out the door in a hurry. I made my way up the stairs and since I’ve been here multiple times i know where everything is. As im getting closer to his room i start to feel those butterflies again... what if he doesnt want to see me, what if i look to eager oh my god. Maybeee these past years of being friends i had gotten a tiiiiiiny crush on him. I mean who wouldn’t he is the sweetest guy I’ve ever met. But what i didnt know is that he felt the same. I opened his door and im guessing i scared him because he threw his phone in the air. “Y- y/n what are you... how did-“ “Your mom let me in” i cut him of with as i walked in and put the art supplies and poster on his bed. “ keonhee we have a project that was assigned 3 days ago and its due tomorrow so i dont know why you have been avoiding me but we need to get this done.” I said this as i sat on his bed next to him. “Im sorry okay! It’s just... I... argh i dont know how to say this” he starts fumbling around with the hem of his shirt. I continue to look at him until he makes eye contact with me. “I just dont want to ruin what I’ve built up at these years” he says with a pout. “Keonhee listen, nothing you say can ruin the fact that i love you so unless you hate me-“. “WAIT WHAT” he screams as i almost fall off the bed due to his loudness. He ends up catching me before i fall leading to him being on top of me. I thought he would move but he didn’t... he just stared at me until he spoke up “you love me?!?” “I mean yeah... you didn’t know? Basically everyone could have known that and i thought thats why you were avoiding me” “Y/n I’ve literally been in love with you since the day i met you, it wasn’t my plan to avoid you but its hard to see you and not feel the need to kiss you.” “Who’s stopping you?” “Y/n.... can i kiss you?” “That’s all I’ve ever wanted.” Just at that moment i felt the happiest ive ever been. He slowly came closer until our lips touched. It was a soft passionate kiss combined with strong feelings that have been sealed away.... “I really love you keonhee” i said as i pulled away after what felt like hours and i took deep breaths. “I really love you too y/n.”

Anywaysss this was my first requested post sorry it took so long to make I literally just saw it today. But I hope it was good enough im still getting the hang of everything. And i just wanna say that i got to see keonhee during a hi touch in new york AND HE IS THE CUTEST like awww. But yeah hope y’all like it and sorry for any mistakes!!

#keonhee #oneus keonhee #oneus #oneus scenarios #oneus reactions #oneus kpop #keonhee fluff #kpop scenarios #kpop fluff #first post #fluff

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tydelwve · 4 years

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Ty’s Top 5 Reviews: High and KMT

the fics being talked about: High and Kill My Time bc they go together lol

I just want to start off by saying that the love High got was absolutely astounding to me. I wish I could thank everyone who read that fic personally, but it would just take way too long.

High was a piece that I immediately started after hearing the song for the first time. I actually finished it a week and a half prior to posting it because of it’s happy ending sequel, Kill My Time.

I consider it one of my best pieces purely because it reminds me of a time where I didn’t know if I the person I wanted to be with felt the same way (I didn’t have a friend like Cassidy, but I had one like Ashton. One that I probably should have listened to more at that time). Everything about it (feelings wise) is real.

Again, from the bottom of my very broken heart, thank you for reading it.

The reviews will be under the cut:

#5: @findingliam-o: [from KMT] +I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOUR TAKE ON THE LYRICS AND HOW YOU INCORPORATED THEM INTO THE STORY +I WAS LOWKEY WORRIED LIKE HOW IS THIS GONNA END AFTER THAT LAST PART ENDED +BUT I LOVE IT SO MHC +MUCH

Thank you!! One of my favorite thing to do it create the stories of songs and I feel like KMT was the perfect way to continue High’s story on a happier route! I was writing KMT and I was worried that I was gonna make it worse lmaoo

#4: @zuvaati: [from High] #hmmm cassidy mate what the fuuuuuc is going on with you #you don't even know him and judge him #and then you meet him and automatically cancel him #and you try to keep them apart??? is you okay #what even #oh god

I think we all want to know why the fuck Cassidy is that way. The version that I;ve made up in my head is basically the fucked up parts of me. Basically a human version of my doubts and my trust issues pertrayed into one person who has not learned how to deal with those emotions. A little more philosophical than you hope probably but that’s the truth lol

#3: @g-l-pierce: [from High] Omg all of this angst is killing my soul. But I can’t stop myself - I’m afflicted to the pain, I think. I love this so much! 😭♥️ I cant wait for the second partttttt & [from KMT] This took my broken heart and glued it all back together and it’s an added bonus that it’s named after my favorite song. HOW DID KILL MY TIME NOT MAKE IT ONTO THE MAIN ALBUM BECAUSE ITS SO GOOD?! And it was perfect for this story! I am requesting that you please stop breaking my heart for a little while. It’s bruised and battered enough by you. 😂♥️ Such a beautiful story and I loved it!

KMT is my favorite song too!! It completely deserved to be on the album but that a can of worms for another day lolol I’m so glad i could break your heart once again, but rebuild it this time!! Thank you for the love and support as always<3

#2: @meganwinchester1999: [from High] Ahhhhh why do you have to break my heart like this, Ty?! You really are the Queen of 5sos angst and every time you write it I just want to cry and scream. This fic was so exceptional to that and I'm both excited and nervous for part two. Also, Cassidy is a fucking bitch for not letting the reader live her own life is she jealous or something? & [from KMT] Thank you so so so much for fixing my broken heart, Ty! I'm so happy they have their happy ending and I'm glad the reader told that bitch what for

Angst is my safety net at this point. I cry and scream before writing it, so you just gotta bear with me. Cassidy IS a bitch ahah. Cassidy is my inner self so yeah, fuck her. And no problem on mending that broken heart. Can’t break you down too hard or you won’t come back. peace tf out cassidy

#1: @gigglyirwin: [from High] i kept reading and reading and hoping it’d get better and i kept getting my heart more broken and i was like fuck ty you told me it wasn’t gonna hurt this bad and it does it fucking hurts and then you just leave it like that at the end like hello tomorrow can’t come fast enough I NEED IT #beware friends this one hurts #honestly i knew ty was writing this #she gave me sneak peeks of scenes #but only the fluff scenes apparently #so i went into this thinking it wouldnt be that bad #boy was i fucking wrong #ty out here ripping my heart to shreds again & [from KMT] this was absolutely the best thing to have ever happened to me thank you ty for fixing my broken heart. also fuck cassidy i hope they never see each other again she’s so toxic. and shoutout to the boys for accepting cal and y/n and ash for apologizing and also shoutout to ty for this amazing fic i’m in love #im soft #this was so cute #ty prides herself on being angst queen #but shes also an amazing fluff writer #and dipping her toe into smut??? #i love

it think the funniest part to all of this is that i literally told you “it’s not that bad.” like i needed to build you up to tear you down hah. wow, im evil as fuck. I think it was v important for the boys to kinda welcome her back bc it shows that they trust Cal to make the right decisions or at least, they respect him. I do pride myself of being the angst queen and that will never stop hehe my fluff is just the love i have for writing :)) did you say smut?? i know what that is??? WILD

Honorable mentions (basically the strong haters of Cassidy lol):

@twilightmomentswithyou in KMT: #okay finally told cassidy where she can stick it #that's what i like to see #also love the my dog has been stolen. there is no more loyalty #because let's be honest we'd all take that little pup #and this is all written so well that i can picture it all happening and i love that

@outerspaceisbetterthannothing for the asks about murdering Cassidy

@cashton-queen for just calling Cassidy a bitch

#tys top 5 #calum x reader

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sunflowersupremes · 4 years

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The Bard as the Bandit

Geralt’s latest contract is to scare off a group of bandits from a small village. Unfortunately, he finds someone who once claimed to be his friend living with the bandits.

Characters: Jaskier, Geralt

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He’d given the bard the slip after the incident with the elves.

He felt a bit bad about it, but then again, he’d left him in a town, so he wasn’t completely helpless or alone. Not to mention he had the tale to turn into a ballad, The Witcher at the End of the World, or whatever he intended to call it.

Since then, he’d been alone, struggling by on the few contracts he could find. Finally, it had been long enough without pay that he was getting hungry enough to find different work.

“I won’t kill them,” he told the Ealdorman, folding his arms over his chest.

“You don’t need to kill them,” he promised. “Just scare them off a bit.”

Geralt folded his arms and thought. It was work well below a Witcher, of course, but if the Ealdorman was to be trusted, the town was getting desperate. The bandits had been plaguing them for months, stealing food and supplies. They’d even drug off two village girls, keeping them for days before returning them. One was now with child.

“One hundred crowns,” Geralt said. “And a promise that the pregnant girl won’t be abandoned.”

“Her father threw her out,” said the Ealdorman. “She’s staying with me.”

Geralt nodded. “What can you tell me about the bandits?”

“They’re strong and well-armed. Not afraid of getting hurt.”

“Has anyone seen them recently?”

The Ealdorman shook his head. “Nay, but the livestock’s still disappearing at the same rate.”

“Anyone else gone looking for them?”

“Well,” the man said. “There was a man who was asking about them a few days back. I think he wanted the reward.”

“He still alive?” Geralt asked.

“We haven’t heard from him.”

“Hmm.” The witcher nodded thoughtfully. “If he’s lucky, they just scared him off.” He gave the Ealdorman a nod. “I’ll be back soon for the reward,” he promised.

He took Roach and headed out of town, in the direction that the villagers said the bandits came from. It didn’t take long to find their trail, a mixture of footprints, broken branches, and debris littered the path.

Once he got closer he dismounted, leaving Roach a safe distance from the camp with a soft promise of more oats once he was paid. Then Geralt crept closer to the bandit camp.

They were gathered around a fire, laughing and shouting, passing food and wine around the fire. His eyes narrowed.

There, at the center of the circle, sat a familiar figure.

Jaskier was strumming his lute and singing softly, his voice not even loud enough to echo above the sounds of the camp. His shirt was unbuttoned, his jacket tossed on the ground beside him as though he had made himself comfortable.

Geralt scowled. He’d been made a fool of. Jaskier wasn’t a silly, simpering bard. He was a bandit.

The Witcher clenched his fists and backed away, preparing to put his plan into motion.

Once night fell, he’d fool the bandits into thinking they were under attack from necrophages. Then, he’d nab the bard and drag him back to the Ealdorman to give his promises that the Bandits wouldn’t return.

Of course, that would be after he got his own explanations.

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Jaskier shifted slightly, his back throbbing.

He tried to remain focused on his lute, on the songs that the bandit leader seemed to like, but it was difficult to focus when they kept carrying plates of food by him, holding it just close enough for him to smell it before pulling it away.

“Hungry, bard?” Growled the leader, leaning closer.

“Well, I’ve never said no to such a delicious sounding meal-”

“Yes or no?”

“Y-yes.”

The leader sat back, a devilish grin on his face. “Bring the bard his supper!”

“Ah! Thank you!” Jaskier said brightly, sitting up and straightening his back. But when the plate was brought forward, his smile faded. Instead of a helping of the stolen meat the rest of the men were enjoying, there was only a pile of worms, no doubt fishing bait they’d nabbed in the village.

“Ah- I-”

“Don’t like it?” the leader asked.

Jaskier’s stomach twisted. “I-”

“Timit!” the leader shouted, motioning the silent brute forward.

Jaskier swallowed and looked up at him nervously. As much as he’d grown to hate the leader, Timit was the one he feared most of all. “I- Well, I mean I-”

“Timit, why don’t you help the bard eat?”

Jaskier yelped and scrambled back. “No!” he cried out. “That won’t be necessary! I can eat!”

Timit grabbed his ankle and drug him back, throwing him into the dirt by the fire. Then the brute grabbed him again, gripping his jaw and forcing his mouth open, holding him out to the leader.

The leader leaned forward until his face was only inches from Jaskier. “Here’s the deal, bard,” he said. “You’re gonna eat that whole plate, or Timit here’s gonna teach you to sing again.”

Jaskier nodded, a difficult task when clutched in the brute’s arms. As soon as he was released, he reached for the plate, pulling it into his lap.

The bandits gathered around, laughing and jeering as he looked down at the plate. He picked up a worm, holding it delicately between two fingers, and examined it.

“Timit,” the leader said again. “Time for a lesson-”

Jaskier stuffed the worm in his mouth, swallowing it down. Then he scooped up a handful, shoving them all into his mouth and gulping them. He swore he could feel them wriggling down his throat into his stomach. His stomach rolled, threatening to rebel.

“D-delicious,” he lied.

He ate them all, one handful at a time, trying not to give in to his body’s desire to vomit.

The bandits laughed, jeering and throwing sticks and stones at him. “Thank you,” he stuttered.

The leader leaned back. “Well bard, it looks like you won’t be getting another lesson tonight. Maybe tomorrow.”

“Maybe,” Jaskier whispered.

Timit grabbed him and drug him to a post, tying his wrists behind his back and hobbling his legs. He laid on his side as the camp settled down, squeezing his eyes shut and trying not to think too hard on where he was or to imagine more wriggling in his belly.

Ever since Geralt had left him, he had been desperate for more adventure to turn into songs. So when he’d heard about the bandits, he’d wanted to get a look at them, just from a distance.

Unfortunately, he’d been captured.

They’d been planning on simply robbing him and leaving him in the woods until they’d found his lute. Then, they’d demanded he sing for them. He’d refused at first.

Then Timit had given him his first ‘lesson.’

They’d tied him to a post and whipped him until he screamed and agreed to sing for them. Then they’d whipped him more, just for good measure.

Noises echoed through the woods. Grunts and snarls, the snapping of branches and the shuffle of feet.

His self-pity forgotten, Jaskier sat up sharply. “Monsters!” he shouted. “Monsters!”

The bandits sprung into action, shouting and waking up, grabbing their weapons and making to flee.

“Wait!” Jaskier shouted. “Don’t leave me!”

The leader paused, glancing back at Jaskier. “Leave ‘im,” he told his men. “Hopefully the creatures smell the blood on him.”

“No!” Jaskier shouted, struggling against the ropes on his wrist. But the bandits were long gone, leaving him thrashing in the dirt, with only the approaching grunts and growls of the necrophages to keep him company.

Then something gleamed.

A knife lay on the ground in front of him, where someone must have dropped it. He stretched out his foot, managing to drag it close enough to grab. He cut himself in the process of sawing through the ropes on his wrist, but there was no time to bandage the wounds, grabbing his lute and making a break for the forest.

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Mimicking the sound of monsters was one of the first things Vesemir had taught him. After that, it wasn’t difficult to bounce the noises off the trees, making it sound as though there was a great deal more of them.

It wasn’t hard to cut Jaskier off from the group since the bard was the last to struggle out of the camp. He’d laid a trap while he’d been setting up his preparations, and herded him toward it. As he’d planned, the bard tried to squeeze between two trees, only to find himself suddenly hanging upside down from a rope.

His lute and a knife fell from his hands, landing on the leaves beneath him.

The trap had gotten both of his ankles, pinning his legs together as he swung, screaming for help. “If I were a monster,” Geralt growled, stepping out of the woods. “Screaming would get you killed faster.”

Jaskier froze, his eyes widening. “Geralt? Geralt! Oh, praise the gods! I’m saved!”

Geralt folded his arms over his chest, standing in front of the bard. “So when were you gonna tell me?” he asked.

“Tell you?” Jaskier asked. “Tell you what? Shouldn’t you be worried about the monsters-”

“About your friends,” he growled, grabbing Jaskier’s shirt and swinging him closer. “And there aren’t any monsters.”

The bard moaned. “Oh, my stomach does not like that.”

“You lied to me, said you were just a bard-”

“Alright, so my father is a lord, but I’m the youngest son-”

The Witcher let go of him and he swung away again, yelping and grabbing his stomach. “Geralt!”

“How long have you been a bandit?”

“A ba- Are you daft?! I’m not a bandit! ”

“Really?” Geralt folded his arms over his chest. “Just roommates then? Or did you come for the pretty virgins?”

“What? No! Geralt you have the wrong idea entirely- please let me down, my stomach is-”

He stabbed his sword through the end of the rope and Jaskier fell to the ground with a cry. The Bard pushed himself up onto his elbows, then his body spasmed.

Geralt stepped back instinctively.

Jaskier moaned and opened his mouth, coughing up a mess onto the forest floor. Geralt raised an eyebrow, glancing at the bile. Then he frowned. “The fuck have you been eating?”

“Worms,” replied the bard, still looking rather green.

“I can see that.” He could smell it too.

“Do you have any water?”

Geralt fumbled for the flask at his hip, crouching down and holding it out to Jaskier. He rinsed out his mouth, then spat it out, pushing himself up weakly. In spite of himself, Geralt gave him a hand, jerking him to his feet by the back of his shirt.

“Why were you here?” he asked.

“I’m not one of them-”

“You were singing for them!”

“They beat me!” Jaskier shoved away, pulling off his shirt and turning his back to Geralt. “They tortured me to make me sing, damn you!”

He winced at the sight of Jaskier’s back. “I-”

Jaskier turned back around, staring at Geralt with sad eyes. “They tortured me, starved me, and then made me eat worms, Geralt! Worms!”

“Sounds bad,” Geralt said. An uncomfortable feeling prickled in his chest. It felt a bit like guilt, although he tried to tell himself that he was wasting his feelings.

“It was awful!” supplied the bard. “Simply awful! If you hadn’t come along when you did-”

“Worms aren’t nutritious. You’d have starved before long.”

Jaskier paled. “And it would have been your fault! You abandoned me-”

“It’s hardly my fault you lost track of me,” he snapped, shoving past Jaskier and heading back to where he’d left Roach.

“Don’t leave me again!” the bard cried, hurrying after Geralt, stumbling to gather his things from the forest floor. “Geralt!”

“Keep up.”

“Geralt come back here!”

He turned in time to see Jaskier trip over a tree root, landing on the ground with a grunt. The witcher sighed and returned to help him, pulling him to his feet again. “Are you hurt?” he asked gruffly.

“Besides the obvious? My back is throbbing and-”

“Good.”

“Good? Good! It’s not good-”

“It’s good that you’re still in one piece.”

Jaskier was limping by the time they reached Roach, the mare looking up with a disinterested expression, flicking her tail. “You know, I wouldn’t ask this, except, since we are friends-”

“We aren’t-”

“Could I please ride? My ankles didn’t appreciate that trap of yours-”

Geralt grabbed him and heaved him into the saddle before he could say another word. Jaskier scrambled to grab handfuls of Roach’s mane to keep himself balanced.

He took ahold of her reins and led her forward, back to the trail. “How’d the bandits get you?”

Jaskier seemed to flush. “Heh. Funny you should ask, you see-”

“Jaskier.”

“I was looking for a good story for a song.”

Geralt stopped and turned, giving him a firm glance over his shoulder. “Jaskier-”

“I was hungry! I need to eat! And not just worms!”

“You said your father was a lord-”

“You remembered that?” Jaskier picked at Roach’s mane for a moment, then sighed. “He’s practically disowned me- calls me a leecher, which is funny, since-” Jaskier sighed, looking down at his hands. “I’m not the youngest,” he said finally.

Geralt raised an eyebrow, failing to see the connection.

“My father is the mighty Lord Pankratz! And I, his eldest son, was born to a chambermaid.”

“Ouch,” said Geralt, pulling Roach along once more.

“I tell people I’m the youngest and that’s why he won’t support me.”

“He paid for your education,” Geralt reminded him. “You don’t learn to read and write from a chambermaid.”

“I suppose that was decent of him,” Jaskier said finally.

“How many bastards do you have?”

“Geralt!”

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The Ealdorman was happy to hear that he’d frightened off the bandit, and offered Geralt his reward on the condition that the Witcher would return if the bandits weren’t really frightened away. He promised he was going to be in town for a few days before slipping out of the Ealdorman’s hut and returning to Jaskier, standing beside Roach and stroking the mare.

Geralt pocketed the coins, then thought better of it. He pulled the bag out, split the coins in half, and gave them to Jaskier. “Don’t get used to it,” he growled.

Jaskier stumbled after him, clutching the coins in alarm. “Are you leaving again?”

“Yes.” In a few days, at least. He certainly didn't plan to hang around the town longer than he had to, even if they were grateful to him for removing the bandits.

“Without me?”

Geralt stopped, giving Jaskier a frustrated look. “Does it look as though I’m leaving you?”

“Why are you giving me coins?”

“To buy something to eat other than worms,” Geralt replied. “The inn’s this way, and I’d like a bath. They'll have something for supper.”

Jaskier hurried after him. “How do I know you won’t leave me again?”

Geralt stopped short, turning around and grabbing Jaskier’s collar, nearly lifting him off the ground. “Because I fucked up,” he growled. “There, I said it. I fucked up and it almost got you killed. Since you’re too helpless to leave on your own, I’ll have to take you with me.”

Jaskier opened his mouth, then slowly closed it, a slight grin on his face. “I- Of course. I’m completely helpless on my own. I’d probably wander into a pack of wild dogs or-”

Geralt released him and he winced. “And my back still hurts, have I mentioned that?”

“There ought to be an herbalist here. The innkeeper should know.”

“Oh good!”

“Buy some contraceptives while you’re there.”

“Geralt!”

The witcher grinned, ignoring the way Jaskier seemed to puff up, trying to spit out a witty reply. “Come on,” he said. “Roach deserves some quality oats.”

#my post #the witcher #geralt of rivia #jaskier #ciri #witcher fanfic #my writing #witcher one shot #dandelion #geralt

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eddiespagheds · 6 years

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reddie youtuber au!

okay i know its been forever since ive posted my writing but i have a lot instore including a little prequal too this oneshot! i wrote this based off of a headcanon by @billdenbroughsponytail !! you should go check it out and show jenn lots of love!! i really hope yall like this!!

word count: 1348

ships: reddie

fluff cause im a sucker for it

Richie Tozier and Eddie Kaspbrak were both well known internet sensations, and have been for about 6 years now. Surprisingly enough their strong relationship of of 5 years began because of it. They now live together with their teams in a huge house where they film their Youtube videos.

Richie has a reaction channel that he uploads to every Monday and Wednesday while Eddie is an MUA that uploads every Tuesday and Thursday, and they upload daily vlogs everyday except for Sunday on a conjoined vlog channel they have. The happy couple wouldn’t be able to do any of this without their amazing crew that just so happens to be their best friends. Richie’s crew consists of Stan his editor, and Ben his writer while Eddie’s crew consists of Mike his editor, and Bill his writer, and Beverly films for both of them.

One day, all seven of them sat in their large office discussing video ideas for this week.

“I don’t know of a look I haven’t done yet Ben, it’s easy to run out of ideas rather quickly after doing this for six fucking years.”

Everyone just sat there staring at Eddie because it wasn’t like him to snap at someone like that, especially not Ben.

“Eds, maybe we should take a break for a bit, you’re starting to get really stressed” Richie began massaging Eddie’s shoulders almost instantly calming him down.

Eddie apologized to Ben before leading everyone to the living room where they ordered take out, and watched an old Friends rerun while simultaneously being on their phones.

“Have you guys seen James’ Twitter poll about shaving his eyebrows?” Bev laughed not even looking up from her phone.

“That’s it! I could tweet out asking what I should do for my next video!” Eddie practically jumped from his spot on the couch to go get his laptop, and he opened up Twitter when he returned.

“Okay, how does this sound? ‘Hey guys, tweet me some ideas for things you want to see in my video for Thursday!’” Eddie looked around the room, and saw approving faces reassuring him that his tweet was good.

About two hours later Bev grabbed the camera and began filming Eddie and Richie for the end of their vlog of the day.

“So, Eds here is about to reveal what you guys want his video to be about.” Richie said doing finger guns to the camera. “Okay drumroll please” He continued, switching to an impression of a ring leader. Bev turned the camera around, catching everyone stomping their feet and patting their laps.

“Well the majority of the people that responded are saying that they want to see the ‘Boyfriend does my voiceover challenge!’” Eddie said letting out a small giggle.

“Cute, cute, cute!” Richie was pinching Eddie’s checks as he spoke. “Hope you guys are ready to see the best damn voiceover in Youtube history” Richie sloppily kissed Eddie;s cheek, both of them laughing the whole time.

“Okay, that’s a wrap from us! See you guys tomorrow, please like and subscribe down below. We’re Reddie’s vlogs and we’re out!”The two said at exactly the same time since they had memorized their outro ages ago.

The following day they began to film Eddie’s video that was featuring Richie. The two sat in Eddie’s office that he always filmed his videos in. It had a pastel pink background, and a bright white table with a few mirrors on it. On both sides there were shelves filled with wigs, brushes, palettes, and so much more. There wasn’t a script for the video because Eddie could handle his intro, and the rest was going to be Richie saying whatever dumb shit came out of his mouth. Since Richie was going to be doing his voiceover Eddie just had fun doing his makeup while talking to Richie and Bev as she filmed the whole thing. It took Eddie about an hour to complete the look, and then he filmed his intro afterwards.

“Wanna film my intro with me?” Obviously Richie said yes because he was practically incapable of saying no to Eddie.

“Hello everyone, it is me Eddie K your favorite MUA, and with me I have Richie the trashmouth Tozier” Eddie spoke at a rather fast pace that made Richie let out a small laugh which only made Eddie laugh.

“I asked you guys on Twitter what you wanted to see for this week’s video, and surprisingly enough, you all wanted to see this idiot do my voiceover.”

Richie smirked to the camera before speaking.”And who am I to disappoint?” Richie winked to the camera, and Eddie only laughed the whole time.

“So, without further ado, let’s get into the video!” Eddie smiled as he watched Bev turn the camera off. Richie and Bev then made their way to Richie’s office where they would film the actual voice over portion of the video while Eddie waited in the living room.

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“Look at my Eds waving at the camera, looking all cute and shit. So, first he’s putting on lotion to keep his skin nice and soft and all that shit. Wait a minute...that’s my lotion! I used it with his mom last night.” Richie paused the video to wink at the camera before continuing the video. “He’s pouring some tan shit on the back of his hand, uhh i think it’s foundation or something like that. Now he’s fucking pounding it into his face with this marshmallow looking thing.” He stopped the video again and turned to the camera putting on his best Australian accent. “Aye, here we have one of the rarest of makeup marshmallows, completely edible, but hard to swallow.” Both him and Bev started laughing before Richie played the video and continued. “Now he’s putting some lighter tan shit under his eyes, probably to cover up the eye bags he gets from fucking me all night long. Now he’s putting on dome powder that’s whiter than Stan the man! I bet you could snort that shit. Holy shit look at my boy kill the game! Look at that contour. Y’all bitches can’t even spell contour. Is he putting shimmery eyeshadow on his cheeks??? What the fuck Eds.” He put on a bad British accent before speaking again. “Look at the lad, bringin’ out his eyes!” He chuckled a bit before averting his attention back to Eddie. “Oh my God, my Eds looks so fucking good with shimmery eyeshadow, it brings out his beautiful chestnut eyes quite nicely. Now he’s putting some black shit on his eyes. Ooh, look at the flicka da wrist, aye, look at the flicka da wrist. Yes look at my spaghetti man! Ohh I know what this is, it’s mascara. W-what is that orange thing? Why is he putting it up to his eye? Eds on’t do it, it’s an orange clockwork torture device! Oh, wait...nevermind, he just made his eyelashes look better. Look at all of those lipsticks he has. Ahh yes, he is choosing the red lipstick to symbolize spaghetti sauce because he is my Eddie spaghetti...I love him so much. And now he is spraying some shit that looks like water on his face. Wow he is gorgeous, look at his cute smile while he’s waving with his little hands aww.” Richie finished gushing over Eddie, and turned off all of the equipment before exiting the room, and Bev followed him out.

“Thanks again for doing this Rich.” Eddie said from where he sat on the sofa when he saw Richie appear in the living room.

Richie walked up to where Eddie was, placing a soft kiss on his lips before speaking. “Anything for you spaghetti.”

That Thursday the video was released, and it was a huge success. People have always loved seeing Eddie and Richie together, and that was very obvious based on the amount of likes, view, and positive comments that the video got. Bev and Bill had been telling them to do more videos together for months now, and maybe they’ll do just that.

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Pentagon reacting to s/o masturbating

Jinho

You’d be at home thinking jinho wouldn’t be home till much later. You for some reason were very horny this evening. So after you finished eating dinner BY YOURSELF, and took a shower you’d dim the lights to give a more erotic feel to the room. After, you’d lie down on the bed and put the covers over yourself. You start by just rubbing through your underwear, and gradually began groping your breasts, letting out little moans as you started rubbing faster.

You didn’t hear jinho let himself in, because you were in your own world getting more and more intense with every stroke of your finger. Your underwear was getting moist so you decided to get it out of the way-

“Jagi?” Jinho would say staring at you with shocked eyes.

You were so shocked and slightly embarrassed you didn’t respond

“Uh-oh my god I’ll let you finish,” he’d say shutting the door and speed walking to the kitchen(to eat his confusion)

Hui

Hui never spends weeknights with you because he always has some sort of schedule. It was Friday night and you were feeling horny and since Hui wasn’t coming home till tomorrow morning, so you decided that tonight you’d masturbate. You preferred to hump a pillow, because it reminded you of the motion of grinding. So you left your underwear on and put a pillow between your legs. You first straddled the pillow while sitting up, and groping your breasts, you then started grinding on top of the pillow. You increased you speed little by little-

“Jagiya~” Hui would say walking into the the room with a bunch of bags.

Hui stops in his steps and says “oh my god” covering his eyes with the bags in his hands, and starts chuckling to himself.

Edawn

You routinely masturbated once a week because Edawn wasn’t always home to satisfy your womanly urges. You’d pamper yourself; bubble baths, putting lotion on etc to get yourself in the mood. You laid on the couch with a tablet next to you and you turned on some of your favorite porn(to pace yourself). You started by just touching your breasts and flicking your own nipples and dragging your hand down your body. You let out little moans here-and-there that encouraged you to be a little rougher with yourself. You moved your fingers faster and faster gripping your breasts harder and harder, moaning louder running out of breath. You were getting so close-

“Jagi~I’m sorry I’m late, I bought your favorite cake from the bakery” Edawn said walking into the room.

You couldn’t stop now, you were about to finish. So you kept going, Edawn just watching.

He’d look at you with a giant smirk and tell you to continue.

YeoOne

YeoOne was actually home that day, but he went out for a little bit. You suddenly felt a rush of ecstasy shoot through your body, and you didn’t know when YeoOne would get home so you thought you could quickly get yourself off without him. You took off your pants and laid on the bed with your knees up. You started relatively softly you gently played with your clit sending sparks through your body. You insert two fingers into your pussy while flicking you nipples-

“Y/N I’m home!” YeoOne said walking into the bedroom

He walks in and sees you half naked two fingers in your pussy, gripping one boob. He covers his eyes and says

“Honey, why are you doing this in the middle of the day? Do you want me to help?” With a mischievous voice.

Shinwon

You and Shinwon were lying in bed together. Shinwon was being really touchy tonight, grabbing your hips and gently rubbing your inner thighs. You thought tonight Shinwon was tryna hint at having sex tonight, until he kissed you on the cheek and turned over and fell asleep. Shinwon already put you in the mood to fuck though, so you were just lying there wet and wanting(poor thing). You decided that since Shinwon didn’t finish what he started, you put your hand in your underwear and began rubbing your clit, flicking your nipple. You tried to keep your moans to a quiet purr here and there. Suddenly you felt a large hand grab your butt cheek and you almost screamed.

“Jagi~ ottoke are you masturbating?” he’d say with a chuckle.

“Yes, because you got me like this” you’d say while making a pouty face.

“I just wanted to see what you would do. Do you masturbate a lot when I’m gone” he asks you innocently.

This turns into a long cute conversation about you masturbating without him.

Yanan

Yanan was at Cube for some after hours promoting. He wasn’t gonna be home tonight, which you were used to. Whenever you missed Yanan you felt both horny and hungry, but since you already ate you decided to pull out your trusty vibrator. You lied down on the couch and let your mind go blank. You started by just playing with your breasts and gently thrusting your body on your body pillow. Soon after you took out your vibrator and began rubbing it against your clit.

You let out loud moans that encouraged you to keep going.

“Jagi, guess what? I got away early! So I’m all your haha” Yanan says shutting the door behind him.

He spots you on the couch gripping one breast and the vibrator at your vagina. He stops in his steps and asks

“Jagi~ are you feeling okay”

You sit up and nod

“What’s that thing” he’d ask even though he knew what it did and what it was for.

“Just a vibrator I thought you’d be really late tonight” you’d respond

“Does it feel good? Is it strong?” He’d ask you

The rest of the time was spent explaining how you bought it and where you bought it etc.

HongSeok

HongSeok hadn’t been home for 2 months, because of his movie filming. Like any normal girl/woman you missed your man, physically. So you pleasured yourself often. You loved using this cute little Vibrator you bought recently, you took the vibrator and put it on top of your underwear and started groping your breasts, and playing with your nipples. You moaned loudly thrusting your hips with each rub. It was getting more and more intense, until you finally released and felt a surge of pure ecstasy. You took a deep breath wiped the beed of sweat if your forehead, and just lay there trying to catch your breath.

“You’ve really missed me huh?” A voice came from the foot of the bed.

You were surprised to see that it was HongSeok just staring at you with shocked eyes and a slight smirk on his face.

Kino

Sometimes fingering yourself feels better than fucking so this morning kino was in the kitchen making breakfast, but you decided to stay in bed. You contemplated between masturbating or just taking a shower to get rid of the feeling. Mastrubation all the way! You started off kind of intensely cause you didn’t want to take too long. You began stripping yourself rubbing your clit, and trying to hold in your moans-

“Jagi, how about we go to this tonight” kino said while walking into the bedroom.

You were almost completely naked so you hid yourself and stopped.

“Y/N are you feeling sick” he’d walk over and touch your forehead.

Kino looked at you up and down and realized you weren’t wearing a shirt.

“Jagi, what are you doing?” He’d ask while trying to pull the covers off you.

“Jagi were you masturbating?! Am I not pleasing you enough!!” He’d say with a shocked face.

Yuto

You were lying in bed alone tonight, and you starting feeling horny. You slowly started rubbing your clit through your underwear, which made you start moving your hips. You were getting more and more intense, moaning louder and louder. You started running out of breath a bit because all the pleasure, and pressure building up. You kicked the covers off yourself, fully exposing your almost naked body to the air-

The door opens and Yuto quietly enters the room as if not to wake you(little did he know you were WOKE). He finally notices that your fingers are on your pussy and your breasts are fully exposed as he crawls onto the bed.

“Oh my god” he quietly exclaimed while immediately covering his eyes.

You just laugh and wipe the head of sweat forming in your forehead.

Yuto would lean over you and look you up and down chuckle to himself and say “want me to finish what you’ve started?”

Wooseok

Wooseok was home today but he didn’t want to have sex, because he said he didn’t want you to feel like every time he comes home all you do is have sex. Wooseok wanted to show you he loved you not just for your body. You were horny though!! You wanted wooseokie dick, but you knew how adamant he was about this “no sex” weekend. So when Wooseok left for some outings you masturbated for the first time in a while. At first you were a little awkward with yourself, but after you started to relax your body, it started feeling a lot better. You imagined wooseok sucking on your boob and fingering you, while you were quiet aggressively rubbing your clit, you were now moaning loudly, each moan encouraging you to continue-

“Jagi, sorry I have to pee.” Wooseok said rushing past you to the bathroom.

This startled you, but you were super close to finishing so you continued. Wooseok came out of the bathroom, initially shocked but he watched you pleasure yourself then he would walk over to you, smile and say

“I guess you really missed me, want some help?” While unzipping his pants.

Maeve’s note/

Hey whats up im back with another imagine scenario thing. I hope you like it feel free to give me any feedback or REQUEST something. Btw I tried to pick out accurate gifs, but I’m not very good at that(as you can see) So sorry if the gif turns you off (that’s why I put it on the bottom). Also I’ll be posting another less smutty scenario really soon.

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Bringing Up the Bodies

I don’t necessarily have a schedule of when I post a new chapter, I post when I managed to write, which is usually every week. I’m thinking about adding a schedule, sound good? Anyway, thank you from the bottom of my heart for reading and liking and commenting, I truly appreciate it! I really enjoy writing this and plan on writing more, just unsure when I’ll start writing one shots, I have a few on my mind at the moment. Okay, enough blah blah blah, here we go!

Chapter Ten: Now Or Never

Simon made his way through the halls of the Sanctuary, a tray of hot food in his hands, heading to the infirmary. He was seeing Naomi again tonight, a bit excited to show what he had learned from constantly reading the ASL books. He was the one to deliver dinner to Naomi, he made it his duty to see her every night, to make sure she was eating and had company.

She’s growing on me like a damn fungus!

Simon tried his hardest to fight his feelings. These odd ever longing feelings. He knew Negan had his own eye on Naomi, and until Negan said otherwise, Simon was going to spend as much time as he could with her.

He pushed there the infirmary doors, surpassing Carson, “She awake?” Simon asked, peaking through the small foggy partition window on the door.

“She’s reading…” Carson mumbled. “I think it’s Farewell To Arms.”

Simon held back a smile, “She need pills tonight?”

“Already took ‘em,” Carson replied, his eyes stayed on his inventory book. “I’m going to check on Davey. Stubborn bastard keeps tugging at his stitches.”

Simon opened Naomi’s recovery room door, leaving Carson behind, and managed to gain Naomi’s attention. His heart fluttered upon seeing her reading, and then when she looked up at him. She looks different, he thought, she cut her hair or somethin’.

“Got you some grub,” Simon said as Naomi waved at him. “You okay?”

Naomi placed a piece of folded paper in the part of the book and gave him a nod. She set the book aside and began to sign: I’m fine, how are you?

Simon knew what she had signed and it excited him, “I understood that! I’m good, I’m learning more from those books.”

Naomi smiled, her hands flowing: That’s wonderful, you’ll be fluent in no time

Simon chuckled and helped her sit up, placing the tray of food on the small table beside the hospital bed. Naomi thanked him once her hands were free; Simon placed the tray on her lap; “Food is still a little soft, wasn’t sure if you could digest anything heavy yet.”

Naomi felt her ears burn, meaning her blood had yet to reach her cheeks. She was blushing, she couldn’t believe Simon had thought of her, making sure she could eat properly and the fact he was learning sign language.

You’re very sweet, thank you, she signed slowly so he could understand.

Simon rolled his eyes, replying, “We just don’t want you gettin’ sick, kiddo. Eat up and let me show you what I’ve learned.”

Giving a nod, Naomi looked down at the tray and saw chicken noodle soup, made fresh with different vegetables chopped small. Naomi ate while Simon began to show her the new words he learned and asked her if he was doing the signs right. Again, she blushed and nodded approvingly upon most of his gestures, showing him tricks and shorter signs.

They were having a nice, quiet moment to themselves, the room was silent, except for Simon’s laughter every other minute. The two enjoyed their lone company until the door opened, loudly, interrupting Simon mimicking the way she spelled his name with her hands. They both looked up at the door, seeing Negan, Lucille propped on his shoulder, with a smirk on his face.

“Well, would you look at this,” he chuckled as he swaggered in, shutting the door behind him. “Did I interrupt a sleepover?”

Simon frowned while Naomi smiled softly; she shook her head and then grabbed her board. Simon stood from his position at the side of her bed, “I came to check up on her.”

“Ain’t this a cute fuckin’ sight,” Negan snickered, propping Lucille down at his side.

As please as he looked, he didn’t feel all that comfortable with the scene. Simon, his right hand, his closest ally was with the little girl they just found, getting close; it made him feel…angry.

Negan managed to get out his head when he spotted Naomi’s whiteboard, with her slick handwriting; Simon is learning ASL to help us communicate better! I’m helping him! Isn’t that great?

He noticed that even her handwriting made his stomach clench; he was jealous now. Angry and jealous. He could feel the warmth of blood rush through his veins, wanting to get upset with them, but he knew, logically, that he had no right or reason to.

Simon watched his boss, seeing the small hint of anger behind his eyes; he could read Negan better than anyone, they’d been friends awhile before the world seemed to end. He knew Negan was angry, he just didn’t understand why; Did I miss something? Did someone get out or hurt?

“It is great,” Negan pulled a small smile together, fooling both Naomi and Simon. “You’ll be un-fuckin’-stoppable, baby doll.”

Warmth gathered at her cheeks, turning her the small apples of them a soft pink; Negan noticed, chuckling, and letting his anger slide; “Aw, someone is gettin’ better! Can’t wait to get ya outside and more color to ya!”

“Uh,” Simon cut in suddenly, still wondering what was wrong, “did I miss something? Did we have a meeting?”

Negan looked at Simon, his lips turning down, “Nope. Not at all, Simon, my boy, just checkin’ on baby doll here and surprised to find you with her.”

All Simon could do was stare at Negan, unsure of what to say. Naomi could tell by his body language that he was nervous, worried and anxious to leave; she frowned at him, and reached out to touch his wrist. He looked down at her, acknowledging her; he bit at his lip when she began to sign; Are you okay?

Simon gave a nod, “I am. I, uh…it’s gettin’ late, you should get some sleep, huh? Tomorrow, if I’m not busy, I’ll take you out and show you were you can walk.”

Naomi grinned, her thin face seemed to brighten up, making Simon and Negan both smile and give small chuckles. Simon reach over and patted her hand, “Sleep well, kid, I’ll see ya tomorrow,” he then looked at Negan. “I’ll be in my room if you need me, sir.”

Negan hummed, watching Simon take her finished tray of food and head out the room. Once they were alone, Negan moved over to where Simon had been sitting, plopping down with a small exhale, Lucille sat across his lap, “How good is he?” He asked suddenly.

Naomi raised a brow, confused. Negan smirked slightly, “With the sign language stuff.”

Naomi held back a laugh and nodded, understanding, and grabbed her board; He’s great, better at reading my hands than signing back

The smile on her face and the joy in her eyes caused his jealousy to simmer away, but only just a bit. He didn’t like feeling possessive over a girl that he hadn’t rightfully claimed as his own, but in his head, she belonged to him. Simon getting too close made him weary, it made him nervous. He wanted to keep Naomi to himself until she was better and he could properly ask her to be his wife; he didn’t want Simon to sweep her up before he could.

None of this made sense to Negan, but it all did in one part of his brain.

“You like 'im?” Negan questioned suddenly.

Naomi shrugged, writing: He’s very kind and sweet, he’s a great friend, just like you and Margo and Sarai are

Friend. Just a friend, he thought happily, relieved.

“So, baby doll, you don’t need Dwight anymore?” Negan smirked slightly.

Naomi shrugged again; she hadn’t seen Dwight since she first arrived.

“He hasn’t been around,” Negan added quietly, “I guess it’ll be okay if Simon can be our interpreter.”

He’s getting better, Naomi had wrote, he’s a godsend!

Negan frowned a bit; the mention of God never sat well with him. He wasn’t the type to get hung up on religion, but the sudden mention of God made his stomach turn.

“Yeah…” he trailed, “Truly sent from heaven.”

Naomi didn’t notice his frown, she quickly wiped her board clean and began to write, Tell Sarai I said thank you again, she did an amazing job.

This made Negan smile, shaking his head, “Oh, yeah, she did,” he leaned over and ran his fingers through her hair, noticing how soft it now was. “You like it?”

She gave a nod, writing; I love it!

His smile never faltered, “It looks good. Do you feel better?”

I do, she wrote, I owe you all a lot!

Negan shook his head, “Don’t think that way, you don’t owe us anything, alright? You’re a part of this community now and you’re one of us. You do your part, follow the rules, you’ll be happy and live.”

Naomi nodded, smiling just faintly.

“I’ll see you in morning,” Negan stood up. “Get more sleep, you’ll have a full day tomorrow, we need you getting stronger. Simon’s right, you should start walking. Think you can do that?”

She nodded, wanting him to see how determined she was to be one of them, even though Negan had already said she was. Naomi wanted to show it, more than she could write it or sign it out to them. From the nightmares she faced, she wanted to be strong, show everyone she wasn’t just a victim. Her predicament reminded her of before the world went to hell, back in school when she had to show everyone she wasn’t just some poor little, disabled girl who didn’t want to talk.

Negan leaned over again, kissing the top of her head, “Sleep well, baby doll. I’ll bring you breakfast.”

Naomi smiled, thanking him. Negan chuckled, nodding to her, knowing what she signed. He shut the large overhead lights off, leaving just the table side light on and shut the door behind him. Naomi let out a small breath, laying back in the hospital bed, turning to her side and reaching for A Farewell to Arms and began to read.

• “We have to do this tonight!” Sherry hissed. “He wants an answer soon, D!”

Dwight, Sherry and Tina all hid away in the hall closet close to the infirmary. The watchmen had done their rounds and Carson had already checked on the patients and went to his room, a few doors down from the infirmary. It was now or never, they needed to grab the medication and food and leave the Sanctuary.

“But…” Dwight sighed, whispering, “I can’t just go in there! That girl is in there!”

“I’ll go with you,” Tina whispered back. “I’ll keep watch while you grab it. Sherry can get the food and meet us near the hole.”

All afternoon and night they had planned this. Their final get away. They had planned awhile back to steal the insulin, they had found a way out behind the greenhouse when Negan interrupted them. This was now or never.

“I can’t,” Sherry whimpered. “I can’t just–”

“Do it,” Tina hissed harshly at her sister, “me and D will be quick! Just go!”

Sherry swallowed and nodded, taking a moment in the dim hallway closet. She took in a deep breath and slipped out, moving as quickly and quietly as she could towards the kitchen.

For a whole month they had written down everyone’s schedule, every minute calculated. Sherry started it once she realized she and Dwight barely made enough points to survive together, so she knew her little sister wouldn’t make it by herself. Tina was getting sicker and Sherry couldn’t take it any longer, she couldn’t watch her sister die, and she didn’t want her sister to be one of Negan’s women.

Tina didn’t like the thought either. She hated to think she’d be used as a sex toy and tossed aside just for medication. The entire deal reminded her of prostitution, and she knew her mother and father would be ashamed of her if she let herself go down that path. She rather steal than be a "whore”.

“Ready?” Dwight whispered to Tina, wondering if she was actually ready. She looked deep in thought, a bit scared and hesitant, but once she looked back at him, she had such determination in her eyes.

“Yes,” Tina nodded quickly.

The pair slipped from the closet, tip toeing towards the infirmary office. Tina went in first, Dwight right behind her; so far they managed to get in quietly, no sound came from their movements. They stopped at the main recovery room, where they could see Naomi asleep on her left side, away from the medicine cabinets.

“I’ll watch her, make sure she doesn’t move,” Tina assured Dwight.

Dwight was having sudden second thoughts. Should we really be doing this? He’ll kill us if he catches us.

“D?” Tina called to him a little louder.

Dwight let his love for his sister-in-law and his wife override his fear of Negan. He gave a nod, “Lets go.”

Tina turned the knob, opening the door slowly, hearing it creak as she inched it open. The sound didn’t wake or stir Naomi, she was in a deep sleep, and even so, she would barely hear the quiet creaks. Her bedside light was still on, her book rested between her fingers on her left side where she had last read.

Once the door was opened, they crept in, pushing the stop down to keep it open, moving towards the right side of the room towards the cabinet. Tina moved back, standing beside Naomi’s hospital bed, praying she wouldn’t wake. Dwight had told her what little he knew about Naomi; she was deaf but could hear just a little. She had been brutalized and could barely walk; Tina wondered if she would need medication too and end up in the same position. Tina had hoped not, she wouldn’t wish this predicament on her worst enemy.

Dwight was struggling to find the medication he had sworn he saw Dr. Carson pull from a certain drawer to give another person insulin. He shuffled as quietly as he could, feeling his body grow anxious and fearful, mentally praying no one would come in. He struggled, searching each drawer until he got to the bottom cabinet and opened it, finding the fresh vials from the fridge in the other room. The vials were the patients who came in early in the morning to get their shot; Dwight hadn’t felt so damn relieved in his entire life.

“Tina,” Dwight called over his shoulder, whispering. “Give me the foil bag!”

Tina pulled the hidden bag from under her shirt and tossed it to Dwight. She felt a smile tug at her lips, feeling excited and happy, knowing it was almost over. Turning towards Dwight, she watched as he stuffed vial after vial and needles into the bag. The foil bag would keep them cool for as long as possible, keep them from turning bad; they weren’t sure how long they would last, but they would last a while.

Dwight and Tina were finished; Dwight closed the cabinet doors and gestured toward the door. As they prepared to leave, the door suddenly shut closed, loud and startling, causing them both to jump. Their eyes grew large, staying still as they waited for something; they knew it was over then, they were screwed.

“Fuck,” Dwight breathed.

Tina held her breath, waiting; that’s when they heard it. Naomi stirring up and letting out a soft sigh. She sat up, rubbing her eyes with her left hand lazily. As she opened her eyes more to see who had come in, she jumped upon seeing two people she didn’t recognize. She recognized Dwight once he turned and faced her; Naomi frowned, her brows furrowed.

Tina crept back towards her, placing a finger to her lips, “Please. Please,” she pleaded.

Naomi raised her hands, gesturing towards Dwight; What’s going on?

Dwight swallowed thickly, gaining her full attention. Before he could reply back, he heard Tina grunt and then a sharp whip, the light shutting off. Dwight gasped, “What the hell?”

“I-I…” Tina couldn’t say anything, dropping the lamp she had struck Naomi in the head with.

The room was dark, but the window to the left of the room let in just a sliver of white lighting from the moon in. Dwight rushed towards Tina’s darkened figure, “What happened?”

“I hit her,” Tina’s voice quivered. “I hit her with the lamp.”

Dwight almost dropped the bag, but knew this was it, their final, last chance. He grabbed Tina’s wrist and pulled her towards the door, not saying a word. He yanked her out of the recovery room, out the infirmary and dragged her down the hall. Tina could barely move, shocked with what she had done; she couldn’t believe she hurt someone…

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