#MLB imagine

[domxmarvel]

Bitter blue rose

Masterlist

Day 16-Cafe+Day 17-Flower-Female!Reader

A combo cafe and flower shop wasn’t something you ever expected to be part of your life. However one of your friends pitched you the idea and quickly found a florist that you thought would fit. And you were right,he was great with people. Show how he could put together a bouquet that fit anyone after talking to them for only a few minutes. Many people who stopped by would ask if you were a couple which both of you would quickly explain that you were just business partners. However you’d be lying to yourself if you said that you didn’t have feelings for him. But you just couldn’t take that first step,because you saw how he looked at one particular girl. She was beautiful,her blue eyes matched her hair which was in pigtails. You could see by the look in his eyes and how he spoke to her that he did like her,which is why he’d probably reject you. 

“That’s a beautiful bouquet,is it for someone special?”

“It’s for Marinette,and we’re not”

“Oh sorry I didn’t”

“It’s fine,we get that a lot.” He laughed,making you laugh too “I mean that happened to us too” You stopped laughing. Thankfully someone walked in and let you pretend that it didn’t happen,you quickly found something to do. It was getting late and you were dreading having another conversation with him. Thankfully people walked in just as he tried to talk to you. The last customer came up to you and ordered like normal,but as you handed him the drink he said.

“Are you free this weekend?”

“What?”

“I was wondering if you’d let me take you on a date?” You were about to reject him but the sound of glass breaking tore your attention away. And you turned to see Luka with some blood on his hands and glass on the counter and floor. 

“Luka” You ran over to him and grabbed his hand,there didn’t seem to be any glass in his hand. “I’ll go get the first aid kit,don’t touch anything” When you came back the other guy was gone and Luka had already locked the door and turned the sign. You patched him up in complete silence,you wanted to ask but you couldn’t. 

“Were you gonna go out with him?”

“No,he’s not my type,besides I like someone else but it doesn’t matter”

#lcam2023 #lcam #luka x reader #luka couffaine x reader #luka couffaine #luka fanfic #luka coffaine x reader #luka imagine #miraculous ladybug #miraculous ladybug x reader #mlb x reader #ml x reader #mlb imagine #mlb imagines

[leafsbabe]

breeding kink headcanon - Tyler Glasnow

- breeding kink Tyler who doesn’t see himself as a dad yet

- breeding kink Tyler who always thought of kids as a someday but not today kind of thing

- breeding kink Tyler who slowly loses his mind watching you hold a friend’s baby, seeing you smile down at this tiny human in your arms

- breeding kink Tyler who wants to see you like that with your own child sooner than he ever thought he’d want 

- breeding kink Tyler who dodges questions about when you’ll have your own and just takes the time to come to terms with his desires

- breeding kink Tyler who gets this look in his eyes that you can’t explain whenever he’s fucking you 

- breeding kink Tyler who used to keep a hand on you ribs or your sternum while you sleep only for it to rest on your tummy now

- breeding kink Tyler who brings up the idea of having kids instead of asking you if he can please please pump you full until the entire world knows you’re his

- breeding kink Tyler who manages to hold it together the first time he fucks you with the intent of getting you pregnant 

- breeding kink Tyler who isn’t as strong the second time, telling you that he’s going to fill you up over and over until it takes

- breeding kink Tyler who keeps you on his dick after he comes deep inside of you

- breeding kink Tyler who just wants to make sure everything stays inside of you long enough to get you pregnant 

- breeding kink Tyler who keeps you there until he is ready to give you another load

- breeding kink Tyler who doesn’t really care to be called daddy but goes wild at the thought of making you a mom

- breeding kink Tyler who can’t wait to see your body change knowing that he’s the cause of it

- breeding kink Tyler who cries when you tell him you’re pregnant and then fucks you silly right after, traces of tears still on his cheeks as he fills you up again

- breeding kink Tyler who makes sure to show you exactly how thankful he is for you

- breeding kink Tyler whose big hands find your stomach at all times of the day making it incredibly difficult to hide your pregnancy the first few months

- breeding kink Tyler who can’t believe it’s really happening

- breeding kink Tyler who is the first to notice your bump when it starts to show because he’s been paying so much attention to your body

- breeding kink Tyler who gets up in the middle of the night when you have weird cravings

- breeding kink Tyler who reads in a baby book that the baby can hear outside sounds at like 6 months so he makes sure to play them the good stuff, quietly of course, so that he has a little rap buddy once they’re born

- breeding kink Tyler who talks to the baby at night when he thinks you’re asleep

- breeding kink Tyler who is sure he wants to go for two under two if you’ll let him

- breeding kink Tyler who makes you feel so loved because you’re giving him the greatest gift on the planet

#tyler glasnow #baseball imagine #baseball imagines #baseball smut #mlb imagine #mlb imagines #mlb smut #bkh #tyler glasnow imagine #tyler glasnow smut #...so this is twenty-five

[lukeevangelista]

Philadelphia - Alec Bohm

I love him, your honor

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“They hate me.” He said as he sat down on your shared bed, fixing to slide on his shoes.

Alec had made a mistake.

A mistake that the broadcast just so happened to catch.

“They know you really don’t hate Philadelphia, babe.” You sighed as you sat next to him, “It was in the moment. You were having a bad night and I’m sure they can figure that out.”

“But still. I said I fucking hate it here on tv, Y/N.” He ran his hand over his face before letting out a dark chuckle, “Don’t be shocked if I’m traded soon.” Is all he said before silence filled the room.

“You’re not going to be traded.” You pinched the bridge of your nose, “You’re being so dramatic.”

“Am I?” He raised an eyebrow at you, “You see, when people fuck up big time at their jobs, they don’t tend to stay very long after the fuck up.”

You rolled your eyes at your curly headed boyfriend as you tugged your own shoes on your feet.

“Again; dramatic.”

**

“Fix him.” Brandon commanded as he guided you to Alec by your arms, “I’m not sure what you did-“

“What I did?!” You scoffed, “I didn’t do anything! He’s upset over what happened at last nights game. Thinks he’s going to be traded or something.” You defensiveness caused Brandon to let out a laugh before he ran a hand through his beard.

Brandon went quiet as you two neared Alec, his head in his hands as he sat in the chair outside of his stall. His cleats were in front of him and he wasn’t even looking like he was going to make an attempt to even put them on.

You and Brandon had been standing there for a few minutes, not sure what to even say to him.

“Are either of you going to speak or are you just going to stand there and stare at me?” He asked, hostility filling his voice.

“What’s wrong?”

“I don’t want to go out there.”

You looked towards Brandon, who offered you a shrug, “You have to, Al.” You sighed, “You cant sit in here and mope.”

“I can.” He snapped as he looked at you, his eyes darting between you and Brandon, “I fucked up.”

“You did,” You said, “but you also owned up to it and took responsibility.” You added, “They’re not going to hate you for it. Had you of not owned it, yeah, I’d see that happening,” you said as you took his hand in yours, “but you’re stressing over nothing right now.” You stopped as you thought of something, “And I’m here to tell you every mistake, every disappointment has led you here. To this moment, whether it was by a stupid mistake or an accident. You live and you learn and you’ve learned from your mistakes.” You whispered as you cupped his face, “Now get out there and kick some ass, A.”

**

You had joined Lexi and Dru back out in the stands, then giving you concerned looks as you had rushed out of there quite quickly.

“He okay?” Dru asked as she held Lexi’s newborn.

“Yeah. Just stressed. Needed a pep talk I guess.” You shrugged as you all sat down, the game finally getting started.

It was into the bottom of the second inning and Alec had been announced to be the next hitter at the plate.

The fans roared in cheers and applause as they stood up for their young third baseman, him taking in the love and acceptance that they were offering.

He knew he had fucked up, but he also knew that these Philly fans were accepting him because he had owned up to it all.

No hiding.

No lying.

Nothing.

He did a full circle as he took it all in, a grin on his face as he walked up to the batters box.

“He looks good, despite it all. JT was worried about him during BP today.” Lexi admitted about her husband.

“Yeah, he’s been a mess. Keeps saying he’s going to get traded,” you grinned, “but he’s seeing I was right about it all.”

Your eyes darted to your sweet boyfriend as he took a ball before getting adjusted once again.

Crack

The sound of the bat filled the air as he rounded the bases, watching the ball fly into the stands.

The bell went off as the crowd went into a frenzy, them all cheering and fist pumping the air as Alec met JT at home plate, him congratulating him.

“He needed that.” Dru said, “He needed to feel the love from them. To know they have his back.”

“He did,” you grinned as you felt her wrap her arm over your shoulder, “Just glad he can finally see it.”

#Alec Bohm #Alec Bohm imagine #mlb imagine #mlb imagines #soft thoughts w/ari

[swiftsmlb]

dating bo naylor includes.

for my fav on here @a-tortured-poet ! i hope you like it!

the both of you met in a cafe in columbus, while he was in triple A.

he accidentally bumped into you - spilling your iced coffee everywhere

and bo felt so bad.

he made it up to you by buying you a new coffee. AND buying you a new hoodie.

the two of you hit it off.

at first, it started off as friends.

but it quickly turned into something more.

bo is the sweetest human.

and his brother? very sweet too!

becoming best friends with his older brother, josh naylor.

becoming besties with the whole team.

especially becoming friends with shane bieber and triston mckenzie.

they are like brothers to you.

playing pranks on the team with triston mckenzie.

bo loves cuddles!

sometimes he wants to be the little spoon.

bo loves it when you run your fingers through his hair.

ice cream dates!

holding hands, all the time.

his family LOVES you.

you support bo 100%

going to EVERY home game.

even when you have to study for your college classes, you are there. no matter what!

bo supports you always.

sometimes he helps you study!

bo and the team showing up when you graduate college.

and they are your biggest fans!

bo loves to cook with you.

very late-night car rides.

you turned bo into a huge swiftie

i think his favorite albums would be lover and folklore.

bo loves to give you flowers.

he also loves to give you little stuffed animals.

brings you back something from each city he travels to.

the both of you are perfect for one another!

#bo naylor #cleveland guardians #guardians #mlb #mlb imagines #mlb imagine

[lifeofpriya]

Surprise...? - Adley Rutschman imagine

[gif credit goes to @eyeblackriley]

summary: someone special to adley surprises him for his birthday...

"Adley's going to love this surprise," Josie couldn't help but giggle to herself as she ushered you into the house. "He stepped out for the moment, but trust me, I think he's going to burst into tears when he sees you...He misses you that much, Y/N."

Originally, you were going to miss your boyfriend's birthday party on the account that you are a student at a college almost halfway across the country and he was back in Oregon, where he was spending the offseason with his family...or so you thought until Josie, Adley's sister, messaged you one night and talked about how much he was missing you and how sulky he was to the point she couldn't bear seeing him so immediately after the conversation, you booked a flight to Eugene and planned to spend a few days with him and his family before you had to return.

"Y/N, honey, you made it!" A giant grin lit up Mama Rutschman's face as soon as she saw you; bringing you into a warm embrace. "It's so good to see you again."

You couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle and hug her back, "it's great to see you too, Mama Rutschman," you quietly whispered while pulling away from the hug.

"I think Adley and his father are coming back in a few minutes," Mama Rutschman soon spoke after glancing at the wall clock across the room. "We need to act quickly before the cat's out of the bag!"

You knew what she was getting at, so you nodded your head and smiled at the ladies standing in front of you. "I'll go unpack my stuff and get freshened up for the party; Josie, send me the signal when it's time for the grand reveal."

"Aye, aye, captain," Josie jokingly winked at you and gave you a playful salute.

\\\

"Why do I feel like something's going to happen?" Adley couldn't help but quirk an eyebrow at his family as they gathered around in the dining room. He glanced at his sister for a moment, who offered him no help but a simple shrug.

Then he glanced at his parents, who also feigned innocence and pretended to ignore the question.

There was definitely something going on. And Adley wanted to get to the bottom of it.

While Adley appeared to be lost in his thoughts for what appeared to be a few moments, Josie jumped at the opportunity to send you the all-clear signal.

"Thank god, my knees were starting to cry," you mumbled under your breath while standing up from your crouched position behind the kitchen counter island. You then held onto the small round birthday cake in your hands with a firm grip, "well, here goes nothing."

Quietly humming to yourself, you sauntered into the dining room, where an unsuspecting Adley awaited your presence. Well, needless to say, your surprise plan was almost perfect...until you stumbled on your feet and the cake flew from your hands and onto his face.

Josie and her parents couldn't stifle their giggles as they watched Adley try to wipe the buttercream frosting from his face.

As soon as he got the frosting out of his eyes, he couldn't help but stare at you with a sly smirk.

"Surprise...?" It was all you could muster out while staring at him with a sheepish grin.

\\\

tag list: @ethancale

#adley rutschman #adley rutschman imagine #adley rutschman imagines #adley rutschman blurb #adley rutschman blurbs #mlb imagine #mlb imagines #mlb blurb #mlb blurbs #baseball imagine #baseball imagines #baseball blurb #baseball blurbs #baltimore orioles

[slothmeters]

hii!! i was wondering if you would write a adley rutschman imagine?? maybe they confess their feelings towards one another? (best friends to lovers??) if so - thank you!!!

Do best friends do what we do? - Adley Rutschman

w/c- 2066

warnings- cursing (literally like one word), implied smut towards the end, self-deprecating talks

while I was writing this I got a little carried away and decided to put things that were important to me. Being able to love yourself and see yourself as you do other people is something that I will forever want everyone to experience. I struggle with self-hate, and I have recently started to not compare myself to others because you never know what they have done to look the way that they do. They could also be hating themselves. What I'm trying to say is basically, always love yourself no matter what. You are strong and beautiful always and forever. <3

Thank you for the request!!

Being a star baseball player with a hot best friend was difficult.

Especially difficult when you’ve been in love with her for years.

Today was like any other off-day for me. I was hanging out with my best friend y/n, rewatching Peaky Blinders, and eating Chinese takeout. She had her eyes fixated on John Shelby, who she thought was so hot. Having her look at someone else made me jealous.

“Hey y/n, would you wanna go to dinner with me tomorrow? My parents are coming to town and I want you to come with me.”

The words didn’t completely fall out of my mouth before she agreed.

“Oh my gosh yes! You don’t even have to ask! I love your parents! How long are they gonna be here for?”

God, she’s perfect. I love her.

“They’re just going to be here for the weekend. My dad has a conference in the city, so they wanted to stop in and catch up with me”

The rays of the golden hour came through the curtains to cast a brightening light on y/n’s beautiful face. Her prominent cheekbones, long, brown hair, and her juniper eyes. 

I could really be lost in the world of y/n l/n forever. 

“Adleyyyy! Adley Stan Rutschman I swearrr! I’ve been talking to you for the past 2 minutes what sort of daydream are you in?!”

Whoops, my bad. I didn’t mean to be gone in la la land for so long, but how could I not? She’s everything.

“What did you say y/n/n?” I replied to her, blushing mildly. 

“Is Josie coming? I miss my favorite Rutschman child.”

I slap my hand over my heart in fake hurt, “How rude ma’am. You’re not coming anymore.”

I stand up on the couch pointing my finger in the air and saying in a really bad British accent, “Madam y/n y/m/n y/l/n, you have here-on been banished from any Rutschman family gatherings on the count of the fact that yo-”

y/n also stands up and slowly starts creeping towards me.

“You will never forget this moment Mister Stinky Poopy Butt!” You will never banish me! I am the ruler of the Rutschman Kingdom Muahaha!” 

Then an idea hits me. I know what I have to do.

I tackle her onto the couch and begin tickling her.

“Nooo, I surrender Ad, I surrender!” 

Her continuous laugh is music to my ears; the most infectious thing on the planet. 

As our laughing dies down, we’re left staring at each other in a not-awkward silence. Me, kneeling in between her thighs our hands holding me from falling on top of her, just staring into each other. 

“I guess I better tell you, Josie isn’t coming, She has work. So now I guess I’m your favorite Rutschman sibling.” I said sticking out my tongue.

“You’ve always been my favorite Ads. My best friend forever.”

As the last sunlight went below the horizon, y/n laid her head on my lap, and I played with her hair, as we turned the tv to watch our comfort movie, Puss in Boots.

To be honest, I haven’t even been watching the movie. I’ve been focusing on the girl below my eyesight. 

We say that we’re best friends, but I know that best friends don’t cuddle on the couch and watch a movie that they’ve been watching together for 12 years.

 As kids, we had to take y/ns younger siblings to go see this movie, as the movie theater was just across the street from our houses. 

We ended up liking this movie just as much as the little kids. 

After that, we started having movie nights every single weekend.

She’s come to me crying over boyfriends that have mistreated her, and every single time I’ve been the one to pick up the pieces. 

She’s the one that followed me to Oregon State, and all the way out here to fucking Maryland because she didn’t want me to be alone while I was living my dream. 

There’s no way that best friends do that.

I notice the jealousy in her eyes when a girl comes up to me at the bar when we’re out with the team, but I always brush them off. She doesn’t know that it’s because of her. 

She was the first person I embraced when I found out I had been drafted first overall, she was my first phone call the night that I got too wasted with the team after my first mlb start, she’s always been a first.

The end credits of the movie started rolling when I finally came back to reality.

I felt the steady breathing of y/n under my arm, and I knew that she had fallen asleep.

When I looked at the time I realized that it was nearing 11 o’clock. 

It was too late to wake the sleeping girl up, so I brought her upstairs with me to go to bed.

She stirred a little bit as I lifted her up, “Adley?”

“Yea, I’m just bringing you up to go to bed, it’s late, and I’m not letting you drive back home.”

She just put her head back into my chest and fell right back asleep. 

Instead of turning to the guest room like I normally would, I brought her straight to my bedroom. The bed was five times comfier and the blankets fluffier. 

I knew we had some serious talking to do tomorrow.

As I tried to rest, I couldn’t stop thinking about the gorgeous girl next to me.

The nightlight that I put on that side of the room specifically for when she stayed over brought enough light to her face so I could see how peaceful she looked as she slept.

Tossing and turning, the hours felt like minutes until I finally fell asleep around four.

Waking up to the bright sunlight coming through the shade, I looked to the left of me to see if y/n was still there, and there she was, cuddled into me like a koala. 

Brushing her hair out of her face, her eyes fluttered open.

“I don’t even remember going to sleep last night.” she chuckled

She laid her head back down for a few seconds before seemingly getting the courage to get up and head to the bathroom.

As she got up, my eyes followed her. The way she stumbled in the mornings, and the way her sweatpants rolled to look like pantaloons. She was still the most beautiful thing to me.

I didn’t hear anything for a few minutes, nor did she send me anything on tik tok, and I was starting to get worried. She’s normally always a pretty loud person.

Walking towards the door, I heard soft sniffles, something that wasn’t normal.

“y/n? You ok in there?” I softly knocked on the door. 

No answer followed. 

I hesitantly opened the door with my hand covering my eyes.

“No, don’t come in, I don’t want you seeing me like this!” She sobbed loudly.

I quickly uncovered my hands to see her, on the floor with her knees up to her chest. 

She had nothing on but her sports bra and underwear, but I didn’t care because something was making her upset. 

Her phone was face up on the tile next to her and I see that her Instagram comments pulled up. 

She had posted her Pittsburgh Eras Tour Night 1 pictures feeling that she had edited them enough. 

She had sent me the pictures so many times so I could “see which ones were social media worthy”, though I thought that all of them were.

She had spent months coordinating her outfit, just to make sure it was perfect.

Her sobs haven’t ceased, but only grew as I reached for her phone to read the comments displayed on the screen. 

‘Should you really be wearing a shirt like that?’

‘Nobody wants to see all that’

‘Everyone is definitely lying when they her pretty’

She looked up at me as I finished reading what she once had. Her green eyes were now bloodshot, once full of life, now filled with sadness that would make Eeyore flinch.

I scooped her into the tightest hug that I could muster, all while stroking her hair and telling her that it was ok over and over again.

She pulled away from the hug, picking up her phone to look at the pictures once more.

“Am I ugly Adley? I mean I know I’m not a Victoria’s Secret model, but I don’t think I’m ugly.”

“No honey, you’re not ugly. You’re the most beautiful person I know.”

“I mean I know I could lose a couple of pounds, but I’m healthy, and I do take care of myself.”

“I know, and hey, so what if you’re not a size 2? You’re beautiful, and not everyone’s body works in the same way. Those people have no idea what they’re talking about. They don’t know the real you, the you who lights up when she sees echidna puggles online, or when you see your family, or even the way your nose crinkles when you smell a pickle.”

I was close to tears now. I never knew that she was hurting. I would’ve done everything in my power to reassure her that my world revolves around her and that she is everything to me.

She smiled through her tears as she wiped the tears from my eyes.

“I love you Ad, I’m sorry that I kept this from you for so long. I promise I’ve been going to therapy to help better myself and my self-image. You never make me feel anything less than beautiful.”

Her hand flew over her mouth as she gasped.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to say that. You can ask me to leave if you want. Just tell your parents that I got sick. You don’t have to talk to me again. I don’t know how you feel towards me but I’ve been in love with you since 2nd grade.”

I just sat there, my mouth agape as I took in everything that she said. I had spent all last night wondering how I was going to ask her out, but every single idea failed as my mind immediately turned to her rejecting me.

“Y/n, I love you too. Yesterday, when you were asking me about Josie, I didn’t hear you because I was too busy focusing on you. The way your eyes glistened in the sun, bringing out every shade of green and yellow that live in them, and the way that your hair so freaking effortlessly shines in any light. How could you not have noticed me staring at you like it was you who hung the moon and the stars?”

Our hands found their way together as we never broke eye contact. 

I forgot that we were in the middle of my bathroom floor, we could’ve been anywhere in the world and she would still be my sole focus. 

“Just kiss me Ad, I’ve waited way too long to do this.”

I pulled her into a kiss and the second our lips touched everything felt right. It felt like all of the stars aligned, as fireworks went off in my head and butterflies in my stomach. 

Our lips connecting was like the final piece in our complicated puzzle finally coming together. 

Every time we were out, we were told how cute a couple we were, I always reluctantly told them that we were just friends. Now I didn’t have to do that.

As we pulled away, our lips were red and puffy.

She let out a small giggle as she said, “Maybe I should put on clothes now unless you don't want me to and we can move this into another room?”

She slowly stood up, grabbing my hand as we both walked back through the door and into my bedroom. Making up for all of the missed time that we missed together.

I never thought that I would say that I was happy to see the love of my life, half-naked, crying on my bathroom floor, but now I can sense that we’re going to spend the rest of our lives together. 

Man the things that this woman does to me.

#adley rutschman #adley rutschman x reader #mlb #mlb imagine #baltimore orioles

[stephstars08]

I HAVE TWO IDEAS FOR TWO GUNNAR HENDERSON ONE SHOTS THAT IS BASED OFF TWO OF MY FAVORITE COUNTRY SONGS SINCE GUNNAR IS FROM ALABAMA WHICH MEANS HE’S A COUNTRY BOY! HOPING TO RELEASE THE FIRST ONE THE WEEK OF OPENING DAY!!!🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

#gunnar henderson #Gunnar #he’s my country boy #country boy #Gunnar Henderson x reader #Gunnar Henderson imagine #Gunnar Henderson one shot #baltimore orioles #orioles #baseball #mlb imagine #mlb fanfic

[matthewkniesys]

meet cute- bo bichette

Summary: You have been sworn against baseball for years. Even still, some hot shot player named Bo Bichette catches your eye. When your best friend finally convinces you to go to a jays game something you never thought possible, something straight out of a romance novel becomes your life.

Pairing: Bo Bichette x gn!reader

Warnings: maybe a few swears 

a/n: okay so this is for @bodacious-bichette​ and @livsglittertasticworld​! Will anyone actually read this... i dont know but i wrote it so... I hope you like it and feedback is always welcome!

Baseball was your biggest joy, biggest passion, favorite hobby growing up and to be honest your life, but now your 24 years old and you haven't watched a baseball game since you were probably 15. All baseball is to you now, is a hard reminder that you weren't good enough. 

You played baseball your whole childhood and you were good. Really, really good, but when you got to high school you were cut from the high school team. It cut really deep and since then you just hadn't been able to find any happiness in baseball. You couldn't watch it anymore and you couldn't play it anymore, not even for fun.

Since then you had grown up, gotten a job and we're successful and living on your own. There would always be the hurt though from being cut. You didn't think about it all that often anymore but all of those memories resurfaced when your best friend, Luke, called you wanting to go to a baseball game. The jays game to be exact. Growing up the jays had been everything to you. Everyone who knew you would joke that your mood depended on the jays.

So when Luke who had known you forever wanted to go to the game with you, you were hurt. He knew how much you couldn't watch baseball anymore.

"Y/n, please come to the game. It won't be that bad. It's just one game. I even got those seat right beside the dugout. You know the ones where you can look through the netting right into the dugout." Luke pleads.

"Couldn't you go with someone else?" You ask, wondering why suddenly he wants you to go with him so badly.

"I just miss the old days when we used to have season tickets and go with our dads. All I'm asking is one game y/n."

"I won't even know any of the players." That's a lie. You would very occasionally check in on how the jays were doing because as much as you hated it the Toronto blue jays will forever be a part of you and maybe there was one blue jay member you were especially fond of but you would never, ever admit that.

"Don't even try lying to me like that. I know you were hurt when people told you, you weren't good enough but I think for you baseball will always be apart of you. The blue jays still mean enough to you that I believe you still check the scores."

You sigh knowing he's right. "Fine, okay I'll go to this game with you but just this month. And only because your birthday is next week and I don't have a present so consider this one."

"Sure y/n, pick you up Saturday night, yeah?"

"I'll be waiting."

You weren't sure if Saturday could or couldn't come quick enough. You couldn't deny that the prospect of watching a jays game again was exciting but it didn't make you any less nervous for it. All week you had been checking the scores and the jays were on a 5 game win streak heading into Saturday's game.

4 o'clock on Saturday rolled around and Luke was waiting for you outside in his car. You walk up to it wearing the Bichette jersey you had bought yesterday. You convinced yourself it was cause you didn't want to look stupid not wearing any apparel but in truth Bo had caught your eye since the day he came up to the bigs. You almost caved and watched his debut but you forced yourself not too. 

At first, after not making the team, you didn't want to watch baseball cause it hurt to much but after that it was more that you wanted to hold a grudge, not that you hated baseball. It was so much easier to pretend you hated it and we're mad than to be sad about the fact you weren't good enough.

"So I see you've got a jersey. I even see its Bichette. Have you been lying to me about hating baseball?" Says Luke, as soon as you get in the car.

" Dumbass, I bought this yesterday."

"Mhm, sure you did."

"Shut up that's the truth."

"What ever you say, y/n." 

The rest of the drive is silent and when you get to the rogers centre you can't stop the rush of adrenaline you get just from being there at the park with all the fans. Being back here was almost euphoric. You didn't think you'd ever be back and you would never admit it especially not to Luke but you were so happy he convinced you to come.

"Dude how did you get these seats?" You ask luke, once you're seated. He wasn't kidding he really got the seats right beside the dugout. You were sitting in the seat right beside the netting.

The players are about to go out for warm ups and that's when you catch your first real, in-person glimpse of Mr.Bo Bichette. You suck in a deep breath trying to catch your breath. 

"Oh do you like bobo?" Luke laughs.

"No, shut up." You respond. 

"I don't believe you." You sigh knowing you won't win this argument.

"Fine, he's hot. There is admit it. Now will, you stop."

"Sure y/n. Whatever you want." And so the game starts. You get very invested. You missed this. You missed the atmosphere of the sky dome but mostly you just missed baseball and your jays.

The game was going good and half way through the 5th you feel a pair of eyes on you. You turn to your side prepared to tell the fan sitting next to you you stop staring when you remember you aren't sitting next to anyone. 

You turn around and are looking straight into Bo Bichette's beautiful eyes. When your eyes meet he doesn't look away. He just holds the contact. In the end your the one to break it. It just begins to be too much. You feel your cheeks heat up and you have to look away. 

You turn back to the game hoping Luke didn't notice that moment between you and Bo. Judging by the huge grin on his face though, he definitely did.

"Not regretting coming to the game now huh?" Luke teases.

"We looked at each other for a second. It was nothing."

"A second? Bullshit y/n! That was at least 10 seconds." He exclaims.

"Well whatever, it's not like anything stupid gonna come from it."

"You never know." He says, and you just roll your eyes.

The rest of the game goes well. The jays win 6-4. At the end of the game when all of the players are walking off the field you see vladdy nudge Bo and point towards what looks like your direction. Bo shrugs his shoulders back. 

You are getting up from your seat and about to follow Luke up the stairs when you hear someone call out to the person in the Bichette. It's a familiar voice.  You turn around and you see Bo motioning you over. You stand there suddenly frozen to the spot. It isn't until Luke almost pushes you down the stairs that you regain your ability to walk.

"Hi I'm Bo" Bo says.

"Yeah I uh kinda know that already."

Bo chuckles than answers "so I was wondering if I could get your name?"

"Umm yeah, it's y/n." 

"That's a pretty name." You smile at Bo shyly. 

"Thank you."

"I was wondering if maybe I could grab your number."

"Oh um what? You want my number? Why?"

"I don't know. You seemed super into baseball and your super beautiful  so I  thought maybe I could uh call you and we could do something together. You know get to know ow each other. A date maybe?"

"Oh um yes of course." You grab a piece of paper and a pen from  your bag and quickly scribble down your number. You are fully aware you are probably smiling like an idiot but you could care less. Bo Bichette just asked  you on a date (sorta).

You hand it to him and in turn he hands you his cap. You look at his  confused.

"Just keep. I'll be back to get it eventually." He smirks, you realise this is his way of saying I will for sure see you again.

For the last 9 years baseball has been a reminder of something you weren't good enough for. Now it's brought you someone special. 

Today you began to make peace with baseball.

I hope you liked it and thanks for reading <33 let me know if you'd be interested in part 2 and as always feedback is very welcome!

#bo bichette #bo bichette x reader #bo bichette imagine #mlb imagine #mlb fanfic #toronto blue jays #vladimir guerrero jr. #claire tries writing <3 #did the ending make sense idk #i hope so

[imagines--galore]

Greetings and Salutations everyone!

So I am setting up a new Imagine/Fanfiction blog where I will also be taking requests and such. I've already put up some imagines, but I still want to write more. So I was wandering if you would be kind enough to drop your Requests in my inbox. Or even DM me. I don't mind :D

I have already compiled a list of characters I will write for here. And a list of canon pairings that I will write for as well. Just give me the scenario for them and I will deliver!

Also please be sure to read my rules before you apply. I would be extremely grateful!

Thank you and hope to hear from you soon!

#marvel imagine #tmnt imagine #atla imagine #dc imagine #superman imagine #criminal minds imagine #fanfiction #mlb imagine #lotr imagine #hobbit imagine

[lc-holy]

Quick drawing.

Claw Noir's hair fascinates me, so I had to draw him.

#I tried to imagine what the top of Claw Noir's hair might look like. #miraculous #miraculous ladybug #claw noir #griffe noire #shadybug #toxinelle #ml paris special #mlb paris special #paris special #ml #chat noir #ladybug

[domxmarvel]

Miraculous Preference-catching the wedding bouquet

Masterlist

Luka Couffaine

You were standing to the side,watching the bride and groom dance. You weren’t paying  much attention to the dance anymore,you were just looking at Luka.

“Is there something wrong?”He looked down at his suit.

“No,you look great” It was the first time you had seen him in a suit,he really did look handsome in it.

“You too”He kissed your forehead. Suddenly he reached his arm in front of you. Looking down you saw that he caught the bouquet.

“You caught it,you know what that means”You teased,he laughed before handing it to you. 

Marinette dupain cheng

You were standing off to the side watching as the bride threw the bouquet,Marinette decided to participate. She caught it but backed away too much and lost balance. You quickly ran to catch her before she hit the floor. She stood up straight and looked down at the bouquet.

“I caught it” She mumbled, still looking down.

“And I caught you” Her face was bright red as you kissed her.

Adrien Agreste

The second Adrien caught it everyone gathered around him. He seemed really confused as to why this was happening.

“I don’t get it, what's the big deal?”He asked you.

“It’s just something people say,but if you catch the bouquet it means that you’ll get married next” You laughed and saw him blush.You put your hand on his shoulder and leaned in to whisper “Just so you know,I’d say yes”

Kagami tsurugi

The two of you were heading back to your house when you saw a group of people walk past you. It looked like a wedding,well the end of one. The two of you stopped for a bit to let them walk away,just before they left the bride threw the bouquet. Which Kagami caught,making everyone turn to you and clap. They quickly left,Kagami was looking down at the flowers in her hands. When you turned to look at her,you found her on one knee holding up the bouquet to you.

“Kagami” You took the flowers and leaned down to kiss her forehead. “Thank you”

Zoe lee

“You ready?”

“Yeah,good luck” Both of you were standing,waiting for the bride to toss the bouquet. Out of everyone you caught it. “Congrats Y/N” 

“Here,these look better with you” You handed it to Zoe,pulling one out to put in her hair. Before you could react she leaned in and kissed you. She pulled out another flower and put it in your hair.

“They look great on you too”

#miraculous preferences #Miraculous Preference #luka x reader #luka couffaine x reader #marinette x reader #marinette dupain cheng x reader #adrien x reader #adrien agreste x reader #kagami x reader #kagami tsurugi x reader #zoe lee x reader #zoe x reader #miraculous ladybug #miraculous ladybug x reader #ml x reader #mlb x reader #ml imagine #MLB imagine

[leafsbabe]

Tyler Glasnow - teasing Tyler (SMUT)

2.2k words of you trying to get Tyler to fuck you and him not giving in...at first

It was almost cute that Tyler thought he could resist you. Granted, a charity dinner maybe wasn’t the best event to seduce your boyfriend but you were sure the marine animals would forgive you, if only they could see Tyler all dressed up.

The plan had been simple. Barely appropriate short dress + no underwear = getting fucked in the bathroom until you could see stars.

But what you hadn’t counted on was your boyfriend’s stubbornness. While he had stared at you all night, he was yet to touch you in not so innocent ways. What fun was holding your boyfriend’s hand when you’d rather have it between your thighs, playing with you under the table?

The dinner itself was relatively tame, completely pescetarian, for some reason. If the point was to fundraise for marine animal conservation, why serve them to the guests?

The table decorations weren’t too bad though. A giant coral piece in the middle of the table obscured you from the view of those seated on the other side and the long table cloth provided cover for what you had planned.

Both the slightly unlawful acquisition of the cutest manatee-shaped salt and pepper shaker you had ever seen —and that were just coincidentally sized small enough to fit into the tiny excuse of a purse you paired with your tiny excuse of a dress, right beside a tube of lipgloss, your phone, and a strip of condoms that had yet to see any action— and the shameless groping of your boyfriend. You were feeling nice though so you waited until after the dinner to do both.

Tyler had removed his tie after dinner and the open collar of his white shirt showed off his strong neck, sadly devoid of any love bites. For now.

Had anybody been paying attention to Tyler they probably would have noticed the way he jumped in his seat —just a little bit, not noticeable unless you watched closely— when your hand came to rest on his thigh. Part of you wanted to skip the buildup and go right in and cup his dick over his suit pants but you were a classy girl at a classy dinner so you would work your way up his thigh slowly, making sure Tyler knew how much you needed him.

Things moved slow and you were impatient but rushing things just didn’t seem smart. You wanted to drive him wild until he couldn’t hold back and simply had to take you.But that meant you had to pace yourself.

For all intents and purposes Tyler was great at acting unbothered. He carried a certain nonchalance that came from experience. This wouldn’t be the first time you did this and it wouldn’t be the last.

You had traced your pointer finger along the inseam of his pants for what felt like hours, up and down without moving your hand, before Tyler finally acknowledged it.

“What are you doing?” He asked, voice low and just a hint of strained.

Huh, you’d thought he’d be more desperate by now.

Turning to look at Tyler when you answered him was only polite, using your upper arm to push your boobs together and make them look bigger on the other hand wasn’t polite at all, but it got him to look.

“You know exactly what I’m doing.”

Below the tablecloth your hand inched higher. Not dangerously so but just enough to make Tyler react.

“We’re getting out of here as soon as we can.” He hissed.

Great idea. As a reward you slid your hand higher, to the top of his thigh.

Tyler leaned back in his chair, sliding down just slightly so that more of his lower half was obscured from view, long legs disappearing under the tablecloth.

You spent the next hour or so just palming his thigh as the night's entertainment proceeded. After a small presentation about the planned conservation efforts a small band took the stage, providing a background sound to the mingling.

Some of his teammates came over from their tables —how the Rays’ owner invited the entire team but split them up over several tables, you didn’t know— and asked Tyler if he would join them at the bar. He wouldn’t drink tonight, taking his driver duties seriously, but there was no reason he couldn’t socialize with the boys a little bit before taking you home.

You went to find their partners in the meantime, talking about holiday plans and cooing over pictures of children and puppies in little costumes. 

After maybe half an hour the men started to make their way back, joining their better halves and hanging out glasses of bubbly. 

“Tyler’s outside.” You get told when you fail to spot him. “Said he wanted to get some fresh air.”

So he was probably trying to hide his big frame in a corner and discreetly vape. By the time he joined you again there was a faint fruity smell lingering around him, confirming your suspicions. 

“Ready to go?” He asked you, casually, as if he wasn’t holding his jacket in a way that was almost certainly meant to conceal a bulge in his pants.

Beside you one of the guys frowned. “Already?”

“We have an early day tomorrow.” Tyler answered for the two of you.

You rushed through the goodbyes and out of the hotel ballroom the event was held at. Tyler left to get the car but you had the foresight to idle in the lobby until he pulled up, just to escape the sinking temperatures outside.

He held the passenger door open for you and you climbed in, watching as he did a small half jog around the car to reach the driver side.

You trusted Tyler but you also knew that distracted driving could only lead to accidents so you waited until he pulled into the street to your neighborhood before you let one of your hands wander beneath your dress, teasing your folds while you waited for him to notice. It didn’t take long, but instead of saying anything he just reached over, wordlessly replacing your hands with his.

“Finally.” You breathed out, spreading your legs wider to give him better access.

Tyler didn’t comment on your lack of underwear, focusing on the road and burying his long fingers deep inside you without preamble. 

A moan left your lips before you could stop yourself but you wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of another.

He knew how to touch, the way he needed to move his fingers to drive you wild.

You were so lost in the feeling of having something in you that you didn’t even notice that the car had stopped. That was until Tyler withdrew his fingers from you, pushed his seat as far back as the car would let him, and then hauled you over the middle console and onto his lap in a move that shouldn’t have been as smooth as it was.

By the time you caught onto what happened he was already working on getting his belt open and you tried your hardest not to think about the fact that those thick long fingers had been inside you just moments before.

“Fuck.” He hissed as he struggled with the clasp.

You pushed his hands away, getting to work opening it. “Here, let me…”

The second his belt was open you moved on to his zipper, pulling it down carefully but fast before sliding your hands into the fabric on either side of his hip and pulling both his suit pants and underwear down as much as you could in your position.

Tyler lifted his hips to help you free his dick and you thanked him by sinking down on him in one smooth motion.

No matter how many times you would do this, there was a part of you convinced it would be impossible to ever get used to the feeling of him inside you. Tyler filled you in ways no other man could ever hope to and your heart ached at the thought of moving, but you planned on getting fucked tonight so you inevitably had to.

The car didn’t leave much room for you to move but you wouldn’t let that stop you from getting what you so desperately needed.

Tyler’s hands came up to grip your hips, moving your body with ease as you switched from deep grinds to riding him. There was no build up, no gently waiting to adjust, you just took. And Tyler gave.

He managed to hold back, head thrown back and moans held back by him biting his lip, as you moved on top of him. It felt easy to lean forward and attach your lips to his neck. Twin moans left your mouths at the change of angle and you finally felt him come alive below you.

The next time you rose up he kept you there, hovering above him just enough that he could fuck up into you.

Tyler didn’t hold back anymore, putting his strength to good use. 

It didn’t take long for you to get close —not after spending the entire night waiting. Your boyfriend didn’t seem to be too far away from release either, by the way his thighs were beginning to shake against the seat below you.

“Don’t come—” He bit your shoulder, making you tighten around him while a moan forced its way past your lips. “Don’t come until I say you can.”

It was an order, plain and simple. Tyler had made you wait for so long that it only seemed fair to make him wait in return. 

His hips bucked at the request, throwing off the perfect rhythm he had before. The whine you let out in response didn't help so you started moving again, meeting his thrusts as you tried to chase your high. 

You were close, so so close, but no matter what you did, release seemed to stay just barely out of reach. You whined again, moving faster, changing the angle, anything to push you over the edge.

It was Tyler that finally brought you release.

His fingers, his wonderfully long and skilled fingers, found your clot and you fell apart above him not even a single breath later.

Thigh shaking, you fell forward, letting Tyler bear your weight as he continued to thrust up into you, fucking you through your high while he chased his own.

He was beautiful. He was a mess.

Tyler had his head hung long, forehead buried in the crook of your neck as he mindlessly rutted up into you. His long hair brushed against your skin and when you combed it back with your fingers he groaned against your pulse.

Part of you wanted him to beg for forgiveness —just a little bit, because he made you wait all night before taking you— but the feeling of him deep inside of you was starting to turn from pleasurable overstimulation into too much.

“Ty.” Your voice was barely above a whisper. 

“Tyler.” You repeated when he didn’t react.

He still continued to move his hips, too lost in the feeling to react. It wasn’t until you used your grip in his hair and pulled his head back that he snapped out of it.

“You can come.”

He did so silently, pulling you against him as close as possible and burying his face in the crook of your neck again.

It took a while for Tyler to come down, dace still hidden against your body while he slowly softened inside you, heart racing. 

You pulled off carefully before sitting back down on his lap. It was only then that you noticed that you completely forgot about a condom, Tyler’s release slowly dripping out of you and onto his suit pants. 

The two of you watched silently for a moment before you spoke. “Do you think these are ruined or could we bring them to a dry cleaner?” Tyler didn’t wear these pants often but he looked amazing when he did. It would be a shame if you’d have to get rid of them.

“I don’t think we can save these.” Was Tyer’s response.

He tried to put his ruined pants back on but you were a little in the way. It was only when you tried to lift yourself up to give him some room that you noticed how weak your legs felt. Tyler must have noticed it too because after he tucked himself back into his pants he wrapped one arm around your middle and pulled you close again before opening the car door and stepping out with you in his arms.

Once outside you noticed that he had parked the car in your driveway and you realized that you had fucked there too. What if any of your neighbors saw?

Tyler just hiked you higher in his arms and carried on walking towards your front door, unlocking it one handed. Once inside you found yourself with your back pressed against the door, Tyler looking down at you with a glint in his eyes that told you the night was far from over. Without meaning to your hips jerked, the drag of your core against his hard middle sending a shock through your body.

“Don’t worry,” he said, as if he could sense your thoughts, “I won’t make you wait a second time.”

#tyler glasnow #baseball imagine #baseball imagines #baseball smut #mlb imagine #mlb imagines #mlb smut #tyler glasnow imagine #tyler glasnow smut #...so this is twenty-five

[maerynarts]

she saw it in a movie

ladrien for @neurovascular-entrapta!

#tbh i’m only a fan of ladynoir and occasionally marichat #but imagine ladrien where marinette retains her cool confident witty personality #girlboss x golden retriever dynamic!!!!! #my art #ladrien #ladybug #adrien agreste #miraculous ladybug #mlb #mlb fanart #miraculous les aventures de ladybug et chat noir #miraculous fanart #marinette dupain cheng #ladybug x adrien #chat noir #doodles #doodle requests #digital art #artists on tumblr #miraculous ladybug fanart

[rimeah]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ Happy Holidays! ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ @mlsecretsanta ₊˚⊹♡

Lukanette fans! I'm your secret santa this year (my giftee dropped out and I didnt see the e-mail in time so this is for...everyone?) ❄๋࣭ ⭑

#lukanette #luka couffaine #marinette dupain cheng #artists on tumblr #miraculous ladybug #digital art #ml fanart #I imagine luka rushing to get inside from the cold and mari asking him if hes still cold and hes like...mmm no im fine now hehe #mlsecretsanta #mlss2k23 #secret santa #painting #mlb fan art

[stephstars08]

Better Than Him

Gunnar Henderson x Reader

Warnings: Some Adult Language, Depressed!Reader, Anxiety, Mention of Bad Break Up, Alcohol, Mention of Drunk Reader, Angst with Fluff at the End, and Possible Grammar Errors. (Let me know if I forgot any!!)

Summary: Y/N and Gunnar grew up together and lived in the same state till their senior year in high school but they eventually got reunited after just a year apart. When they reconnect old feelings came back for Gunnar but before he could tell Y/N she once again got together with someone else. After the boy breaks Y/N’s heart Gunnar hopes and prays that Y/N will realize that he is way better for her than her ex.

Word Count: 1,764

Author’s Note: My first Gunnar story is finally here! I am so happy that baseball is back since I’m getting all kinds of story ideas for Gunnar and Adley. Now this story is actually based off a country song that I don’t think a lot of you know. The inspiration is from the song He Ain’t Worth Missing by Toby Keith. I grew up listening to country music and my first ever crush was Toby Keith who sadly passed away in February and it really crushed me because he was a big part of my childhood so of course I’ve been listening to his music a lot lately. Gunnar actually reminds me a lot of Toby Keith. I really don’t know what it is. They are both country boys since Gunnar is from Alabama so they had similar accents. And maybe it’s because they had similar hair and when Gunnar has facial hair he looks like him! Idk what it is so don’t be surprised if I write another Gunnar story based off a Toby Keith song! I’ll leave the link to song here if you all want to listen to it! You don’t have to if you don’t want to. Sorry for the long Author’s Note and I hope you all enjoy this story!!

Y/N and Gunnar grew up together in Montgomery, Alabama and were really close to one another since the day they started school together. Well, that was till Y/N moved from Alabama to Maryland her senior year of high school.

Y/N has a lot of family in Maryland so that was a big reason why her and her family moved there. It just really broke her heart to move away from Gunnar. It was so hard for both of them to not see each other everyday. They did their best to stay in touch with each other by texting, calling, or even FaceTiming.

After they both graduated from high school they thought that they were still going to be separated from each other since they were going into different directions but to their surprise they were going to be reunited. Y/N got accepted into the university of Maryland and Gunnar got drafted by the Baltimore Orioles in the 2019 MLB draft at just seventeen years old. They are so happy to be back to living in the same state as one another again. Even though they won’t be able to see each other everyday but at least they were just a car ride away from each other again.

When they started hanging out with each other again a lot of old feelings were returning especially for Gunnar. Gunnar started to develop a crush on his best friend at the end of eighth grade into their first year in high school. Gunnar will never forget the day he realized that he’s falling head over heels for Y/N. Gunnar always wanted to ask Y/N out but she was always with someone else. When he reconnected with her he was hoping he would get a chance to confess to her his feelings but again Y/N got the attention of someone else.

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Now into the Present. Gunnar is entering his third season in major leagues after winning AL Rookie of The Year the season before and Y/N is almost done with her final year at Maryland University. Y/N hasn’t just been stressed out because of school but also has been stressed because she just had a bad break up with her on and off again boyfriend named Brad. He’s your typical fuck boy frat boy in college. It always drives Gunnar fucking crazy when Y/N goes back to that asshole so he’s hoping and praying that this break up is the end.

Since Y/N has been depressed from the break up Gunnar and a couple of her friends she goes to school with got her to agree to go to a bar and have some drinks since it was Friday. Since Gunnar’s opening day for his team was a Thursday he didn’t have a game that night. Once everyone arrived at the bar everyone walked into the bar together. Right away Y/N wished she didn’t walk inside. She just froze in her spot. The only person who noticed that she just stoped was Gunnar. Before he could ask what was wrong he saw what Y/N was looking at. It was Brad sitting at the bar with a girl who was obviously his date. Y/N knew who the girl was. The girl is the person Brad dumped her for. It hurt Gunnar to see the hurt in Y/N’s beautiful and soft eyes. “Y/N.” Gunnar said putting one of his hands onto her shoulder which got her attention. “Ignore him. Don’t let him ruin your night.” Gunnar told her. Y/N just gave him a nod and let Gunnar take her to where their friends were sitting which was a table in the back of the bar.

Right when the waitress came to their table Y/N ordered some shots of Tequila for herself. Gunnar’s worry returned since he was worried that Y/N was going to get completely wasted. It’s never fun taking care of a drunk Y/N since she can get really crazy when she drinks too much.

As the night went on Gunnar would notice Y/N glance over at Brad and his date. When Brad leaned over and gave the girl a kiss on the lips Y/N has enough. “I can’t fucking do this!” Y/N hissed as should stood up. She grabbed her purse and made her way out of the bar. Her friends kept calling her back over the music but she just ignored them and kept on walking. When Y/N walked out of the bar one person followed her. When the person grabbed her hand she knew the person who followed her was Gunnar. Y/N let out a heavy sigh. “Y/N-“ Gunnar started to but Y/N immediately cut him off. “I’m not staying okay!” Y/N told him with a mixture of frustration and sternness in her voice pulling her hand out of Gunnar’s. “Listen I know you can’t go back in there but you still deserve a night out. We can go somewhere else.” Gunnar told her but she shook her head no. “I just need to be alone right now.” Y/N told him and turned away from him to walk to her car. Gunnar wanted to go after her but no matter what he says to her it isn’t going to change her mind.

Y/N has gone through many break ups but this is the first break up that has left her completely broken. No matter how sad Y/N got from a break up she never shut Gunnar out. Her telling him that she just wants to be alone is a first.

Once Gunnar watched Y/N drive away in her car he let out a heavy sigh and walked back into the bar.

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A couple days have pasted and Y/N hasn’t contacted Gunnar which made him even more worried about her because it’s not like her to ignore his texts and calls. He feels like she is isolating herself from all of her friends which is really out of character of her. He knows that she’s hurting but she shouldn’t be by herself right now. She’s vulnerable and when you are vulnerable being alone is a big red flag. He knows that she’s hurting but she shouldn’t be ignoring the ones that love and care for her. The only time Y/N has left the her apartment is to go to her classes.

Y/N was sitting in her living room watching TV. She was wrapped up her in her fluffy blanket eating her favorite snack while watching her favorite and comfort show. This is all she does when she is home. There was a knock on the door which made her let out a big groan. “Go away!” Y/N called out. “Y/N, it’s Gunnar.” She heard him say on the other side of her front door. “I told you that I want to be alone!” Y/N called back out to him with frustration. “Y/N I just want to talk to you.” She heard Gunnar say. She could hear the concern in his voice. “I’m not going to leave.” She heard him add in.

She let out a sigh in defeat as she pulled her soft blanket off her body. She stood up from the couch and walked over to the door. She opened the door to see her concern best friend. “Are you going to let me in?” Gunnar asked her. Y/N stepped to the side so he could walk into her apartment. “Is your roommate here?” Gunnar asked her in a curious tone. “No, she’s in class right now.” Y/N answered as she closed the door. “Have you been going to class?” Gunnar asked her which made her let out a groan. “If your talk is a lecture you can just leave.” Y/N told him in annoyance.

She walked back towards that couch and flopped down onto it. “Y/N you shouldn’t be depressed over a stupid fucking frat boy.” Gunnar told her in a stern tone. “You can find a guy that is ten times better than Brad.” Gunnar added which made her let out a scoff. “Oh and who could that guy be?” Y/N asked him folding her arms over her chest. “Me!” Gunnar blurted out which took her by surprise. “What?” Y/N asked in shock looking up at him with wide eyes. “Shit!” Gunnar hissed as he ran a hand through his curly blonde hair.

This isn’t how he wanted to tell his best friend that he has feelings for her.

“Gunnar!” Y/N said as she stood up from the couch. “Do you have feelings for me?” Y/N asked him. “Yes I do.” Gunnar answered which made her heart skip a beat. “How long have you felt this way?” Y/N asked him. “Since the end of eighth grade.” Gunnar answered her. “You’ve had these feelings for that long.” Y/N said still in complete shock. The couldn’t believe what was happening. “I wanted to tell you but you were always with someone.” Gunnar told her with frustration in his voice. “Gunnar.” Y/N said but he ignored her since he started to ramble. “I wanted to tell you when we reconnected here but before I could get the chance you got with Brad.” Gunnar explained to her. “Gunnar.” Y/N said again but again he kept on talking. “When you two broke up I was hoping and praying that you would realize that I can be better than him for you.” Gunnar told her. Y/N knew he wasn’t going to listen to her and that he was going to keep talking so she walked closer to him.

Before he could get another word out she grabbed him by the arms and connected her lips with his lips. The kiss took Gunnar by surprise but since this has been a moment he’s been waiting for he immediately returned the kiss. When they released from the kiss they had to catch their breaths.

“I’m sorry.” Y/N said in a soft tone which confused him. “Sorry about what?” Gunnar asked her in confusion. “I’ve had feelings for you too but I always thought that you only saw me as your best friend.” Y/N told him. “Don’t be sorry. I’m stupid for hiding my feelings from you.” Gunnar reassured her. “I think we’re both done with be stupid.” Y/N said with a giggle which also made Gunnar laugh.

“Well since we’re done being stupid how about I take you out to dinner after my game on Sunday for our first date?” Gunnar said as she smiled up at him. “That sounds like a good date to me.” Y/N said wrapping her arms around his neck as he smiled down at her.

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Luka Couffaine X Reader

Can you imagine Reader turning into a fangirl over this new ally hero brought by Ladybug, Viperion?

And just the day after his first appearance Reader goes running straight to Alya to ask her all of the details and photos she got of him?

And right after that she takes the photos of all the possible angles and brings them to Marinette and Reader asks her to make a small doll like the one she has for Ladybug and Chat Noir?

And Reader having done that at school, screaming to the four winds because of her excitement, not realising that Luka was around (why would she care either way it's not like Luka is Viperion, that truly would be embarrassing)?

And Marinate, knowing the truth, just looks at Luka straight in the eye and asking Reader what does she like about the hero and Reader going in this spiral rant about everything good with him while Luka starts growing nervous?

Finally, reader and Marinate talking about the design and materials for the doll while Luka just stays freezed and red in the face, glued to the ground, not knowing how to take Reader's interest but also unexplainably happy about it?

Or him turning red every time he sees Reader with the doll on her backpack or shoulder, carrying it everywhere with them "for good luck and protection"?

Yeah, love it.

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