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applesupply · 1 year

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♡TRUNKS X MALE READER

Goten and trunks were at school before class starting so they were just by the lockers standing around

"God hes so annoying but so handsome for no reason" trunks complained "Bro please for the love of god this is like what the 100th time you went on and on about ur boy crush on y/n like theres other topics you y'know "

"AH I HAVENT BEEN TALKING ABOUT HIM THAT LONG" goten was really annoyed by this child at any moment he was just gonna fuckin smaxk the shit outta him "Ow bro loud as fuck and why dont you just confess ur literally heart out to him" Goten really needed Trunks to man up and confess like the worse is a no right?

"Its not that simple were both guys idk if you noticed he probably likes girls or something and even if he likes guys I probably wouldn't be an option like have you seen him?" Trunks really was overthinking again it's a pretty bad habit of his I mean sure hes a genius thinker like his mother but he sure has a lot on his mind especially with handling school and fighting or training and even you

"Ur like hella gay dude like man up and just give him a kiss or something " Goten really wanted this topic to change it's always about you for like what? forever now "I'm not gonna just kiss hi-" the bell rang

Goten was really happy to just go to class for once in his life it's not fun hearing your best just straight up talk about a guy when he doesnt man up and talk to him Goten thinks Trunks doesnt really talk to him now that he thinks about it does he even talk to him? Oh well

Trunks sat in his first period ah yes the best class Math doesnt matter which class it's all math and it all sucks but at least he gets to sit next to you his lovely crush his little boy crush

Honestly you dont really pay attention or anything you kinda just sit there and doodle in your notebook some notes here and there but other than that you're either spacing out or sleeping Trunks thinks you look nice while sleeping weird I know he thinks hes weird for finding you lovely while just passed tf out on your desk

But today you were awake somehow it's a catch up day yknow where you get all ur work turned in that's late or overdue or summatives all that jaz

"Can you help me on this worksheet I think I was sleeping when we were doing this topic" what Trunks snapped out of his gaze and looks at you You YOU YOU TALKED TO HIM hes just gonna blow up right then and there god you're just so- hes sitting there and staring too long you probably think hes an idiot or stupid

"Uh yeah I sure can let me see" trunks replied a bit hesitant but nonetheless the words were fine and it was better than rushing I guess

Yall say there for a but trying to work on this worksheet apparently you did infact slept on that day trunks had a bit trouble on the topic but he still nailed it down and yall got it done together

"Thanks man very nice of you" You offered him a fist bump which he gave one right back god you touched his hand he thought now he was thinking of yall holding hands god how much he wanted to do that he wanted to do a lot of things with you

If you dont think theres a lot of things just ask goten I'm sure he remembers after all Trunks literally talks documentaries about you all the time

As you turned in the paper work you sat back down you were either debating sleeping or just going on your phone trying to hide it from your teacher you decided the latter

Trunks was seriously thinking about this morning he really liked you and wanted to know if you feel the same he looked over at you and you were on your phone sheesh you were bad at hiding it and your screen

He saw it theres a picture of him on your phone? Excuse me why huh did you like him did you feel the same he must've been looking a little too long because you noticed and pulled the phone to your chest really close and a little far up so

"Y/n L/n is that a phone I see give it here" The teacher's voice boomed god he hated that teacher they were so annoying for no reason

The teacher went over and took Y/n's phone and went back to their next what a bitch he thought

"You didn't see anything did you" Trunks thoughts were interrupted when he heard you "I saw a pic of me?" He soon replied

"AH I'm sorry dude that's embarrassing" you seemed so ashamed of yourself for being caught

"That's ok maybe when you get your phone back at the end of the day I could maybe give you my number?" Bold move trunks he thought he sure was you looked at him you were so red in the face but you laughed it off

"yeah dude I'll love your number"

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rose-riot-johnson · 7 months

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Do you think that you could write a Trunks x Male Reader?

Well to be honest, Trunks is 1 of the characters I have in mind about, so I will definitely give writing the Trunks x Male Reader a shot😃👍

*I wasn't sure which image Trunks to pick out, so since I'm more familiar with Dragon Ball Z than I am with Dragon Ball Super, I picked out this image of Trunks😅

🗡️🍜His First Date With You🍜🗡️((Adult) Trunks x Male Reader)

Genres: Romantic Light Hearted Fluff

Trunks had a crush on you since college, however after the both of you graduated college together, one day you asked him out on a date, which he was surprised and excited about, so ofcourse he's going to tell you, "yes". He then asked, "Where would you like me to take you on a "first date", (Male Reader Name)?". You then happily, answered, "It's up to you, Trunks. I'm not picky on where eat honestly.".

After Trunks got home, he decided to dress up in a suit and tie. However, before he could even try to pick out a suit and tie, he got caught by someone who ended up peeping in his home accidently. It was non other than his father, Vegeta. His father then asked, "What do you think you're doing, trying to throw all of your clothes all over your room? Did I teach you to keep your room spotless? What's going on with you right now, Trunks?".

Trunks then told Vegeta, as he answered, "Well dad, there was this person I had a crush on since college, however after we graduated college together, my crush saw me walking in the park to ask me out on a date, so ofcourse I was going to say, yes. I tried asking him where he wants to eat, however he wants me to pick a place to eat and that he said he's not picky. The only problem is that I want to pick out a fancy restaurant for our "first date".". He then paused for a second before continued by asking, "What restaurant should I pick, dad?". Vegeta was puzzled by Trunks' question, as he then replied, "What? You're joking me? Why are you wanting to take your crush to a fancy restaurant on a first date for? When your mom and I started dating, I took her to our own version of McDonald's or even some cheap ramen places my first few dates with your mom! I haven't took her to anywhere fancy and expensive for our dates until after you were born...", as he then looked down at his shoes rubbing the back of his head. Trunks then replied back, "Understood dad...".

Later on that night, Trunks decided to take you to an expensive ramen place for his first date with you. This was your first time you got to eat ramen or anywheres expensive. You were looking at the menu, especially pertaining the prices. He notices you were looking at the prices, as he then happily, said, "Don't worry about the prices, (Male Reader Name). Just order what you want. I will pay for it.", giving you the thumbs up. You took his word for it, as you then ordered the ramen and what you wanted in your ramen.

Once the both of you got the ramen the both of you ordered, you asked, "So Trunks, what had you decide on taking me to yhe expensive ramen place, if you don't mind me asking?". Trunk then answered, "Well I wanted to take you to a nice place for our first date and I think my parents were rich... Even after I was born... And they still are... Anyways nevermind about my parents being rich... I take it, it's your first time in an expensive restaurant?". You replied back, "To be honest, not just an expensive restaurant, however it's also my first time in a ramen place, Trunks... I appreciate it... I just was wasn't expecting you to do that for me... I honestly found you cute... Which is why I asked you out and told you I'm not picky on where we eat... I was pretty much used to eating our version of McDonald's or eating at home, growing up... So, regardless where you take me on a date I still appreciate it...". Trunks had to think about what you and what his dad, Vegeta said earlier, then he replied again, "Well, I'm glad you liked it and would have been happy no matter which places I pick out for our dates, (Male Reader Name)... Maybe next time I will let you pick a place out for a next date, if that's alright with you.", as he smiled at you. You then said, "Sounds good to me, then. I would be more than happy to.".

Eversince that night of your first date with Trunks, the both you decided to start the relationship together. You knew you made the right decision to ask him out from this moment on. Trunks also knew he made the right choice on telling you, "yes", in the first place.

The End

Okay my Tumblr Peeps. I hope you like this Trunks fanfic I have written about😃👍I hope the tag is alright with you @helikal 😅Anyways I had fun writing this fanfic with Trunks in it and I hope you had fun reading this Trunks fanfic, as well😁👍

#trunks x reader #trunks x male reader #dragon ball series #dbz #request answered by rose riot johnson #rose riot answers #rose riot johnson #rose riot writings #fanfic written by rose riot johnson #romantic light hearted fluff #romantic #fluff #light hearted

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coconutki · 1 year

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Trunks as bf headcanon stuff

There’s kinda some nsfw not as bad as the other ones tho 😭

- [ ] Had a phat crush on him as soon as you seen him the first time he came from the future

- [ ] You avoid him 💀

- [ ] He also has a phat crush on you tho

- [ ] You look up to him but also wanna comfort him cause he’s been through a lot

- [ ] He’s a bit protective of you cause of how the future is tbh ya ass probably died in his timeline lmao

- [ ] Get nervous around you lowkey

- [ ] Boiii dont let his momma find out she gonna hook y’all up somehow

- [ ] If you didn’t like him he’d be like an brother to you

- [ ] Gives great hugs

- [ ] Definitely would get caught staring at him taking off that capsule corp jacket cause we know this mans is 😩‼️

- [ ] Not hard to get him flustered tbh touch his hand by accident and he’ll probably start blushing

- [ ] A real sweetheart

- [ ] type of guy that’ll buy you flowers everyday just bcuz he loves you

- [ ] Ofc he adores spending time alone with you when he can

- [ ] Vegeta doesn’t exactly approve but when does he ever approve??(he don’t hate u tho so ig that’s good lol)

- [ ] Bulma likes you ofc (teases y’all all the time saying how cute you are together)

- [ ] You get sad when he goes back to the future man wtf

- [ ] He tells you (good) stories about stuff that happened in the future

- [ ] Might teach you how to fly

- [ ] If he doesn’t he’ll definitely fly with you in his arms

- [ ] To be fair you asked what it was like

- [ ] You make sweets for him for after he gets back from fighting and he absolutely loves it think it’s cute asf

- [ ] Y’all cute or whateva

- [ ] In the GT universe y’all are dating for sure

- [ ] You go with him, pan, goku and the robot thing to find the dragon balls

- [ ] You like watching him fix stuff and be grimy

- [ ] “What’s wrong? You’ve been staring at me for a while..”

‼️ Nsfw ‼️

nothin too crazy tho honestly

- [ ] Was kinda shy about doing it like he was a lil embarrassed having you booty butt ass naked in front of him

- [ ] Rlly cute tho

- [ ] Kinda self conscious till you start kissing all on him that’s gonna do it for him everytime

- [ ] He’s very passionate tho

- [ ] I feel like he’d be kinda quiet doing it

- [ ] Will blow ya back out tho cause I mean..

- [ ] “You’re addicting..”

- [ ] Time machine fucking??? Don’t ask any questions ok I- I can’t answer them

- [ ] Desolate ass area fucking lol

- [ ] Not a absolute stamina powerhouse like broly but he’s still up there

- [ ] Gon have you arching ya back and curling ya toes Fr cause ya boy eating the 🐱 idc

- [ ] Leaves hickies on the inside of your thighs

#headcanon #some fluff #anime x reader #some smut #dbz x reader #trunks briefs #i don’t make the rules

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madam-rabbit · 1 year

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The family at the beach.

Comment artist @ or socials, and I'll promote them properly

@amartbee

#dbz #dbs #vegeta #fluff #bulma #dbz bulma #dbs bulma #bulma x vegeta #vegeta x bulma #bulgeta #dbs trunks #dbz trunks #trunks #bra #dbz bra #dbs bra #fanart

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thatmexisaurusrex · 1 year

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Just Sam and Bucky, dealing with a kid from the future who may or may not be their child whose trying to stop an apocalypse from happening by saving Sam and Bucky’s life.

#sambucky #the daily sambucky fluff diary #sam wilson #bucky barnes #sambucky headcanons #look sometimes you just want to throw a trunks into the mix #my headcanons

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swbumblebee · 1 year

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Cody looked up and down the empty street, once again wondering when he’d lost his mind. It was probably the day on Kamino when a soggy ginger Jedi entered his life.

“C’mon General hurry up” he muttered to himself, rubbing his hands together watching his breath mist in the Coruscant winter air. At this low level, with the dark outline of the temple looming in front of him, waiting alone in the dark in his civvies was a very spooky experience.

A metallic clang and the creek of a door made him jump and turn in relief, his Jedi approaching with an apologetic smile and a robe in his hands.

“I’m so sorry Cody, I couldn’t get Mace to leave!” he explained hurriedly, helping the freezing trooper into the cloak and taking Cody’s hands in his own, rubbing quickly.

“Come on, come on in” the harried man ushered him towards the small nondescript doorway, almost perfectly blending in with the grubby walls, old crates and general detritus that characterised this part of the city.

“Where…” Cody looked at the dark passage ahead of them as the door closed with a squeak and a clang behind them. “Where does this lead? I still don’t know why I couldn’t just use the front door we could have come up with some cover!” he said, only slightly irritated at the whole palaver.

“Ahhh but you see his charming maintenance passage leads straight into the Steam Pipe Trunk Distribution Venue, my dear” his infuriating Jedi took his hand, and Cody could see his cheeky smirk and sparkling eyes by the blue light of his ‘sabre.

The clone frowned and allowed himself to be pulled along.

“The Steam Pipe….” He trailed off, a memory surfacing all of a sudden.

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“…Yeah well, Obi-Wan lives in the airing cupboard.”

General Skywalker smirked at his mentor, a conversation that had started out with Rex’ innocent question about life in the temple was rapidly going the way of all other Kenobi-Skywalker conversations. Descending into bickering and teasing.

Cody shook his head ruefully.

“Excuse me! It is not the airing cupboard, it’s the Steam Pipe Trunk Distribution Venue.” The irritated Master in question snapped before correcting himself; “And it’s not the steam pipe distribution venue, it’s my flat!”

Ahsoka giggled and General Skywalker snorted. Cody watched Rex’ expression mirror his own of surprise.

He’d never seen inside his General’s temple flat, though he’d imagined it a number of times. But he was a fairly unimaginative person and it always ended up being the Generals office but with more meditation mats and even more robes everywhere.

He had, though, always assumed it was fairly large and high quality. A classy place for a classy man.

“Master Obi-Wan you really need a bigger space. What if me and Skyguy want to pop in?” she asked imploringly.

“Ye,s such a shame that’s just not possible” the senior Jedi muttered into his tea, just loud enough for Cody to hear.

Out loud he answered.

“I know my dear, but it's home and I like it. Force Knows Plo keeps trying to bully me into moving, but it was the only one available when I got my seat, and now I can’t be bothered” he explained blithely to Cody and Rex.

Both his young Jedi charges rolled their eyes.

“And it’s lovely and warm” General Kenobi said defensively.

“Sure Master, airing cupboards are. Ow!”

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Cody smiled at the memory (and the look on Skywalkers face when Obi-Wan, in a surprisingly petty move, jabbed him with a fork) and comprehension dawned.

A new eagerness spurred him onwards.

“Oh the Steam Pipe Trunk Distribution Venue, I’ve always wanted to see that” he said, pulling his sneaky Jedi into a laughing kiss.

#Snippet Of Nothing #Obi-Wan Kenobi #Cody #Codywan #Concept of the Steam Pipe Trunk Distribution Venue #lovingly stolen from #The West Wing #Master Kenobi #Fluff #obi-wan fanfic

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cloud-kitsune · 1 year

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Inspired by @dbzclownbro‘s personal headcanon for Broly/Trunks regarding their sleeping habits. I love the idea of Broly being a huge spooner-type, including being quite clingy when sharing a bed. Trunks cannot escape the possessively loving grip of Broly during these moments... not that he’s complaining.

#Dragon Ball Z #DBZ #Broly #Trunks Briefs #Broly x Trunks #BrolyTrunks #Brolly x Trunks #BrollyTrunks #CK Artwork #doodle comic #Domestic #Fluff

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vegeta-bananabluish · 1 year

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As If you weren't dead

*Completed multichapter fic* Vegeta is the sole survivor in an alternate timeline and is constantly hunted down by the androids. He travels to the DB, DBZ, and Future Trunks timelines to escape his personal hell and face his demons. Gradually, Vegeta starts to realize that the loss of Bulma and his infant son has affected him deeply.

Unfortunately, due to Vegeta's meddling in time, a string of unforeseen consequences arises. How will this impact Bulma and Vegeta's relationship through different timelines? And how will Trunks deal with three highly flammable fathers? Lots of action, typical canon violence, romance, and sweet family moments!

Future Vegeta x Future Bulma Canon Vegeta x Canon Bulma Teen Vegeta x Teen Bulma Chapters 1 - 10 have been heavily edited/improved. AO3

#vegeta x bulma #vegebul #prince vegeta #Vegebul romance #vegebul fanfiction #dbz vegeta daddy #vegeta & trunks #future trunks #dragon ball z fanfiction #bulma briefs #Angst & fluff & humor #bananabluish

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z0-ne · 2 years

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Hello! Sorry if I'm bothering you but I just got this idea, and I would like if you would write it!! :)

Can I request a trunks x female Saiyan reader, Soulmate AU, so a soulmate AU where future trunks finds his soulmate and she turns out to be a SAIYAN, her family kept her hidden this whole time, and she was sent to earth and adopted by a family after planet Vegeta was destroyed.

let me just say something about the reader😌 She's

✨ DROP DEAD GORGEOUS ✨

And she has this calm powerful Aura around her, She's also a full blood Saiyan 🤭 but she doesn't get easily angry like most female Saiyans which is surprising 😮(since most do but not all) And she's STRONG STRONG, and when she powers up, she doesn't just go super Saiyan, but she even has like her own different unquie form.

Thank you again for this request! I hope its okay if I use a specific AU for this! I'll use the Sharing Pain Soulmate AU! (Where bruises, cuts, blisters, and such appear on your skin if your soulmate gets them and visa versa. Like if you get a paper cut your soulmate gets the same cut.) This takes place after the andriods and cell! POSSIBLE TRIGGERS! : Talk about sc@rs, death, and hints of emotional abuse

Not A Curse (FUTURE! TRUNKS X (FEM! SAIYAN! READER!)

Soulmates are commonly known across most timelines as a blessing, a gift from above, or a golden string of luck. Unfortunatly, not all timelines have such a romantic way of finding ones soulmate. Some get little marks that tell them when or where they'll meet, strings or even words on their their arm or something cute, and harmless.

While others get the bad end of the stick, like not knowing until it's too late, deadly breakable bonds, blinding them until they finally meet and so many more.

Trunks was unlucky enough to be apart of that timeline with a method that did more harm than good in his eyes. Something that made him wonder if he ever wanted to meet them in the first place.

Trunks was forced to share his physical pain with his soulmate, from the moment he was born up to now, and everyday he couldn't help but feel bad for his soulmate.

It must've felt more like a curse rather than a blessing.

The andriods, his father, and both fights with cell and his demon spawns. Every victory just felt like a bitter win as he sat back and thought about how much it must've hurt his soulmate to experience.

If they were even alive. For all he knew they could be dead and gone in his world because the last time he remembered feeling anything close to pain was in his chest when he was no younger than ten,

Trunks was eighteen now. It's been eight years since his soulmate gave him any sign of being alive, and after what those andriods did he wouldn't be suprised if they weren't, but he'd still be hurt.

Even now, after training he found himself looking at his bloodied knuckles and arms as he sat on the ground with a towel drapped over his neck, sweat dripping off his head and onto the ground.

'I wonder if they're still alive...They're probably in a lot of pain because of me if they are.'

Mentally scolding himself as he looked at the broken skin on his rough hands. He must've hit something a little too hard too many times if it did this to his knuckles.

'This Soulmate thing is so stupid. It's like some curse."

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Your Soulmate had to have been the most reckless person known to man. Even as a saiyan you've experienced pain your parents have tried to hide you from.

Which is another reason for them to act even more protective, not even including the death scare they got some years ago due to those andriods.

First and last encounter with those things were you getting shot through the upper back. It was a miracle that you were able to survive such a shot.

However, thanks to that you were brought under ground and hidden from the world as a whole, you didn't even know anything past what they told you.

Even then,they held the truth up until now.

Alien parents who got into some freak space accident and sent you there, where your parents would then find you and isolate you from a world that was already nearly a ghost planet.

They did everything to keep you "out of trouble and pain free", but thanks to your soulmate they couldn't savve you from everything. So in an effort of keeping you safe.

They forbid any form of contact with your soulmate.

Training was allowed, Learning, and even wondering around the hideout was all permitted, but anything like going outside or doing anything that might trigger something was forbbiden.

It was all in some strange effort to keep you from contacting whoever you thought your soulmate was, because in their eyes your soulmate was just some no good delinquint that would get their baby hurt or killed.

Which was the reason why when you turned eighteen you left to see the world for what it really was.

Now you weren't sure if you made the right move.

The world was in absolute rubble. Those andriods must've destroyed everything before going into hiding, and you couldn't call your parents because phones weren't a thing anymore.

Not that you would really want to after finding out what you found out,

After your shock and a little more flying you felt a sting on your knuckles, only this time you were actually relieved to feel that pain. It meant that some people were left alive through this massacre.

Staring down at your knuckles for so long, you finally remembered that the andriods might still be alive, so you landed in some random area with mountains taller than anything you've seen before.

"I should be okay walking for now."

You said out loud as you continued through the rocky trails left in between some giant mountains and smaller boulders. It wasn't like you couldn't just break them, but you had no want to do that.

Actually now that you looked around, you noticed it was a good place to try out a proper power up. With no people, crops, or andriods from what you could tell for miles, you had a great opprotunity.

So, you took another quick glance around, not noticing the lavender haired man from above staring at you as you removed your coat, and showed your scared stomach and back.

Then you wrapped it around your waist, and shifted your body in a proper stance.

Soon you focused your energy from the pits of your stomach to the rest of your body, and let your power grow to what you felt like was it's full potential.

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Watching them from afar stood Trunks, at the top of one of those mountains he sat on a little while ago. He only caught on because he felt a different source of energy and he didn't know who or what it could be.

It wasn't until he saw you take off your coat that he saw your scars, and noticed how they matched up with his. Especially the scar that sat directly ontop the left side of your chest.

It matched up perfectly with the one he got when he was killed by Perfect Cell a few months ago.

That's what really dragged him over the edge, close enough to see how you slowly started to grow stronger, and eventually there was a huge amount of power coming from you.

He nearly fell to his knees due to just how overwhelming your aura was, and he could only imagine how it must've felt up close.

Even fighting Cell in the past he hadn't felt such power to the point where he felt a million times more weak than someone he wasn't even fighting.

As he watched you adjust to the sudden transformation, you looked like you were moving as light as a feather! It was almost as if that amount of power meant nothing.

'Wait..'

There was a sudden realization and want to get a closer look at you that he pulled out of thin air, and that thought or realization made him both curious and upset.

Without even thinking, he jumped down and sped towards you, and rightfully so he was nearly hit with a beam that was a little too strong for his liking.

He was lucky enough to dodge, but looking at the huge amount of damage it left behind. A huge crater in the ground, the nuclear explosion, and not to mention the radiation alone was enough to leave his skin feeling a little charred.

"Hey! What the hell?! Are you tryin to kill what's left of us!?" He didn't even know why his first thought was to be upset considering that if someone with any type of strength that he thought might've been a threat came at him he would've done the same.

Coming at you a little slower now because you relaxed your stance, and to avoid nearly getting killed. Trunks eventually ended up infront of you.

"Oh- I'm sorry, I thought you were an andriod! I'm (Name)! Lovely to meet you!" You held out your hand to the man who's face shifted from angry to a little shocked when he heard who you thought he might've been.

Those andriods had been dead for a good few months now, and he went back to get rid of that weird Doctor's lab so nothing else was coming out of it.

"Wait, What? Those Andriods have been dead for months now? I killed them, and..Trunks.."

He responded, reaching out to shake your hand, and you took notice of his damaged knuckles as he did.

Squeezing his hand you could feel him flinch a litte, and quickly let him go. You hadn't powered down yet so it made sense that he was a little shocked.

"You killed them? You must be a Saiyan then? That's actually refreshing considering I'm a full blooded Saiyan too!"

"Half Saiya- Wait did you say FULL blooded?! " Honestly, The shock of you turning out to be a full blooded Saiyan and being completely unaware of the andriods for years is what caught him off guard.

"Ye"

"Where the hell have you been all this time!?"

"Um- Underground? With my parents?" "What!? You mean to tell me, While we're out here getting slaughtered like animals by those andriods, you were this strong and you hid away and didn't even try to fight!? Do you know how many people died?!" He didn't get it. You were more than strong enough to do something about the andriods long before he left and came back. There was no reason for you to not even try to help.

He was mad, and even though he was yelling, you not only powered down but you stayed absolutely calm throughout his scolding. In his mind you weren't even listening to him.

"I don't but I saw the cities, and I'm sad about it but please-"

"Are you even listening! You should be mad! Not sad! You're a Saiyan, and you stayed underground because what!?"

He was starting to sound like his father, and as much as it made him mentally cringe to admit, he was too upset to really stop himself at the moment.

Even though he was still angry, you kept calm and even offered to explain to him what he wasn't aware of, even if he might've not wanted to listen to what you had to say.

"If you'd let me finish, you'd understand."

Getting a moment of silence for the first time you decided to tell him everything you were allowed to know, how things went and just why you weren't able to help.

"My first and last interaction with those andriods resulted in my near death. So my parents moved me underground and told me something that was obviously a lie. "

"That's all I think you need to know. I'm sorry about your friends, and those people but there was nothing I could do against them if I didn't even know if those andriods were killable."

You explained as you slowly hovered above the ground, and turned your back to the man and flying off before he could get a chance to utter a word out of his mouth.

Keeping your composure anger wise wasn't hard considering you've done it your whole life, but being a little sad wasn't exactly something you learned to prevent.

Trunks felt a ping of guilt when he saw you turn away. Maybe it was because he knew he was wrong for reacting to a strangers sudden apperence with anger, or maybe he calmed down enough to actually listen to what you said.

Either way he went after you.

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It had been some hours, and the sun had set.

Trunks wasn't exactly sure if he'd find you or not, but he was hoping he could apologize for what he said a few hours ago so he wouldn't exactly give up.

Eventually, he was lucky enough to find you curled up ontop of a mountain with a clear view of one of the cities the andriods had destroyed some years ago.

Slowly, he went ahead and landed behind you, and got a good look at your back and saw the scar from the attack you had mentioned earlier. Similar to the one that showed up when he was ten.

"I know you're there. No need to sneak around."

He jumped at the suddenness of your voice, but regardless he walked around and sat beside you in silence. It wasn't until you had spoke up to break it.

"I'm sorry. I honestly didn't know. If I did I would've went out and at least tried."

That didn't exactly help the guilt he was already going through right now.

"No. I'm sorry for snapping. I was just upset I guess. I thought everyone would've known about them."

He was right, everyone should've known about them, but then again he didn't even think at the time that some people were fed lies in hiding about those things.

There was another awkward silence, and you broke it once again.

"They kept me away from the surface until they couldn't physically and mentally restrain me anymore. My parents I mean."

" They kept things from me, like my actual past. The truth about those andriods, and I went years only knowing what they told me becasue I trusted them."

"Even my anger was an Issue for them. I was trained to contain that, and I guess it built up into some weird form of power I learned to unleash just now. " "It wasn't until they noticed those weird marks and bruises that they realy got bad and went as far as forbbiding any form of contact with my Soulmate for the sake of keeping my curiosity at bay. So when I found out everything on my eightenth birthday, I guess I just snapped and ran."

By now, it was obvious that you were both each others Soulmates, and Trunks knew that just as well as you did.

He Tried to comfort you in his own way. Apologizing again for what he had said earlier, and trying to offer to listen if you wanted to talk more.

When you shifted the conversation to him, and asked about his life out here with the andriods you were met with what could be hundreds of stories filled with grief and absolute horror.

The amount of pressure he must've felt, thinking he was the only one left to save the world from being absolutely destroyed at such a young age, especially after loosing his mentor like that.

It was horrible.

After taking some time to comfort one another and apologize once again, there was more silence. Only this time around it wasn't nearly as awkward as it was before.

Actually it was like a weight was lifted from both of your shoulders. Turns out carrying stuff like that was hard, and finally talking about it let you both feel like you could breath.

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A few months passed since then, and every day you both ended up in that same spot, talking, sparing, and just bonding when you both got the chance.

Same night as the first time you both met, but this time it was silent and comforting.

Silent because you had fallen asleep leaning on Trunks's shoulder by now, and he was silently admiring the beauty that was leaning against him, The beauty that turned out to be his soulmate.

While he still felt a little guilty for the first meeting between you two, he was happy that he had met you, regardless of the scars he felt so strongly about in the past because he felt like he gave them to you.

This couldn't be the work of a curse, because if it was he would've messed up his chances all those months ago, or you could've died all those years ago.

You're first meeting wasn't the most romantic, but it was not because of a curse.

#future trunks x reader #future trunks #x you #x reader #x y/n #x fem!reader #angst with a happy ending #dbz x reader #soulmates #soulmate au #fluff

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siennaditbot · 1 year

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Some more pen doodles

Kinda proud of them even though they're messy since I can't erase stuff

#espio the chameleon #sonic oc #slushie the arctic fox #sonic oc x canon #vector the crocodile #charmy bee #team chaotix #team dark #shadow the hedgehog #rouge the bat #e123 omega #classic espio likes camping so I have decided that so does modern espio #just all of them chilling without having to save the world or whatever #also slushie's there even though she wasn't in the car #maybe she was in the trunk with omega #or had her own vehicle #idk i just wanna draw some fluff by a campfire #SDB art #sluspio

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teenandbeyond · 1 year

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hi ! i’m not sure if this account is active but i just got done reading all your writing and i’m hooked , i was wondering if i could request a main timeline trunks HC of how he is as a boyfriend ! thank you!!

Trunks Imagine

What type of boyfriend he'd be

Want more from me? MasTErliSt.

I was a little confused by the term "main timeline", I'm assuming you mean not Future Trunks (teen/adult trunks at that tournament)? If I'm wrong, just let me know.

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Cocky

He'd approach you thinking he'd easily get what he wants the first day you meet.

But no, you made him work for it. He loves a good competition, anyway.

Putting in work humbled him a bit by the time you started dating.

When you become a couple, he's still definitely cocky, but about you.

"Double date? Oh, I'm sure we'd outdress you both."

The type of boyfriend who encourages you to show yourself off.

Got a dress that's cut a little short? Shorts that cut low? A crop top? He doesn't mind. Wear it. Show them what they can't have.

If you feel like it'd be wrong of you, all he'll say is, "Don't sell yourself short. Flaunt what you've got, babe."

Will buy you things.

Doesn't need to have a particular reason, it could be because he just wanted to see you smile that day.

But doing things for you or with you, that's his love language.

He'd never admit it aloud, though.

Saiyan pride and all.

Spoiled brat, even with you.

He expects to get everything he wants.

So you have to train him that's not how it always works.

But sometimes you fold.

"[Naaame], you've been watching Tv for hours, come take a nap with me," he whined.

Cuddling with him always made you fold.

He knew it.

His parents are honestly pretty chill with you guys. Vegeta doesn't really bother you unless you're deemed unworthy, but considering his mindset has changed about how he judges people, it is unlikely.

If you're a sarcastic person that can stand up to Vegeta with easy banter, oh, you've got 'im. He loves a sassy person.

Bulma just teases you both when you're sickeningly cute, but she doesn't pester about much.

Though she will get on Trunks about his boyfriend skills sometimes. "Trunks, you can't go to [Name]'s house like that. At least fix your hair!"

Which feels like a betrayal to him, like, she's his mom. Who's team is she on?

Yours. Both of them are on Team [Name], low-key.

He is selfish about you and often doesn't want to share when Bulma wants to talk to you.

He's VERY loving, if affection's your thing, he will shower you with it. If not, he has plenty of other ways to show his love.

Despite being spoiled, cocky, and all that, he's still very well-mannered.

He has his father to thank for that. But he still has a potty mouth at times...Has both parents to thank for that.

Very intelligent and picks up knowledge about you quickly.

Knows a lot about tech, so he's happy to fix any problems you have with it.

Loyal to a fault, even if you're in the wrong, he's blind to it unless you don't let him be.

Protective. Like, insanely protective.

Prone to getting jealous if another guy tries to talk to you and will pout.

Will treat you like royalty, because in his eyes he already sees you as his life partner, which means you would be a royal, technically.

Often acts like you're already married and randomly decides to start acting domestically. Sometimes even teases and calls you, "(Wife/Husband/Darling/etc.)"

#trunks x reader #trunks dbz #trunks #trunks dbs #dbz #dbs x reader #dbz x reader #anime #dbz fluff #dragonball z #dbs

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wow-im-gay · 9 months

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~Introduction~

Hi guys <3 I’m kinda new to this whole writing thing. I decided to start it on a whim. But you guys can call me Ley✌️😙.

These are the shows and I will be writing for:

JJK

Demon Slayer

HxH

DBZ (I don’t see enough of these)

Black Lagoon (Sophia please one chance)

Black Butler (Ciel/Sebastian shippers stay away! He’s a minor)

Arcane (Sevika, Ambessa, Vi please run a train on me.)

FMA:B

Moriarty the Patriot

Resident Evil

Genshin Impact

Silent Hill

Dead By Daylight

(I’ll update this when I can think of more)

Things I will and wont write:

Will~

Smut-

Fluff

Angst (I’m kinda scared of this but I can try)

As long as they are within my comfort zone bc I have boundaries.

Won’t~

Incest/Stepcest

Cheating (I hate cheating bitches, but if reader or character got cheated on by ex partner and someone swoops them off their feet, I’m open to it)

P3d0ph!1!4

Bestiality (Fucking disgusting)

Anything to do with piss or human fecal matter

Polyamory (I might change this but for now i don’t think i can do it any justice)

Love triangles (These piss me off too much and most of the time the 3rd character isn’t worth a shit)

I will not romanticize Su!c!d3, drug use, or Toxicity.

~Conclusion~

I don’t tolerate any form of bullying on here, this is a safe space for all ethnicities, genders, body types, sexualities, and religions.

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT OR YOU WILL BE BLOCKED

I hope we can build a community together babes<3

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fishnets-fingers · 2 years

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trivia, thigh highs & tree trunks

a/n - i know in six months layla and harry spend their halloween apart, but what if they didn’t and harry got the date night he planned for. inspired by this reel on instagram. requested by this anon. hope this is the fluff you asked for :) special shout-out to @0oolookitsme for the ship name.

MASTERPOST (if you wanna read more of Layla and Harry)

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“Wait let me pull these up,” she grunts, lifting her orange thigh high boots - the tight material protests restricting the movement of her calves as she hikes it up onto the granite counter in Harry’s bathroom. She hooks her fingers into the top of the material and tugs up up further.

“Christ,” he mutters, hand coming to firmly grip her forearm. How she wears high shoes and hasn’t fallen on her face was still baffling to him. He trips in his heeled Gucci boots all the time, yet here she is - her heel three times bigger than his.

They were both driving over to Chapel Hill for a horror movie trivia night hosted in a college bar. Harry knew it would be the perfect date night for Halloween. Layla wanted to have the all American experience of trick or treating but since they were both in their twenties, it was completely out the window. Layla suggested they still do it but he refused. So he found the next best thing. With her love or jump scares and gore and muddled with her competitiveness, he didn’t think twice before signing up online and paying the participant fee. He was sorry for the other contestants because he knew the five foot nerd next to him will annihilate them all.

They spent days deciding - or arguing about the perfect costume. Harry wanted to go as Doc and Marty. Layla wanted to go as Hobbits. Surprise surprise. They finally landed on this : Harry was in his old Scooby suit; he swore he could still smell the sticky cherry punch he drank during a house party when he was sixteen. Layla was beside him in a full sleeve cropped orange top. She was wearing a brown corduroy mini skirt. Anne had upcycled her corduroy pants - that she’d had since high school - into a skirt for this occasion.

“Ready, Velma?” He asks, tapping on the camera icon on his phone, flipping it to the rear camera, capturing their reflection in the mirror.

“Yup.” She pushes her blue light glasses up the bridge of her nose. His arm encircles her, hand coming to rest on the side of her thigh - at the junction where the tops of her thighs were deliciously on display - thumb coming to rub at the soft skin, pushing away a fraying thread that came apart from the hemline of her skirt.

God I wanna sink my teeth into them, he thinks. Very fitting for a dog.

He snorts.

“What?” She asks, craning her head up to get a look at his face.

“Nothing. Just thought of something funny.” He shrugs, bending down to kiss the tip of her nose.

“And go!” He exclaims, clicking onto the red circle to record a video of their reflection on the mirror.

“Scooby-Dooby-Doo!” They both yell out, erupting into giggles.

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Harry: WTF is a leatherface?!?

Layla: do you have to text me when i’m peeing?

Harry: This is the third time you’ve gone to the bathroom in the last hour.

Layla: you know vodka makes me pee!

Harry: Vodka doesn’t… it’s the three glasses of water you insist on drinking with your Bloody Mary.

Layla: we can’t win the quiz if I’m drunk!

Harry: Oh fuck! I panic buzzed!!!!!!

Layla: then stop texting me!!! you heard the rules no going on the phone. we’ll get disqualified!!! i’ll never forgive you if we do.

Harry: What is leatherface’s weapon?? Quick!

Layla: a chainsaw. duh.

Layla had two Bloody Marys; Harry stuck to a soda because he was driving and the bouncer drew two crosses on the backs of his hand with a sharpie, making it well known that he was underage. They were currently in the semi finals of the horror trivia quiz. She was able to tap into the deep recesses of her memory of watching countless director’s cuts and was able to buzz in for the most obscure answers. She even guessed the galleons of blood used during the filming of the 2013’s Evil Dead - only being off by twenty three galleons; they still got the points for being the closest number.

After she gets out of the bathroom, she makes her way to the bar, wiggling between a girl in a sexy catholic girl costume and a large man in a very poorly put together vampire costume.

“Hi! Two witches brew over to table three please,” she says to the bartender, pointing over to the other side.

She slides in next to Harry, and were sitting facing two gregarious quiz masters who were busy shuffling their cue cards - prepping for the final round.

“How are we doing?”

“We’re up by twenty seven points.” He replies, hands coming to rest on the top of her thigh high boots, thumb caressing the soft skin there.

“Nice,” she says burrowing into his side.

Harry chuckles.

“What?”

“You’re cold, aren’t you?”

“No,” she lies. Harry had told her that she was not gonna be able to tolerate the October cold in her short skirt but she brushed it off.

“No? Then why are you snuggling into my side?”

“Can’t I be cozy with my boyfriend?”

“So you definitely are cold,” he smirks, hands coming to drag down the zipper of his onesie.

“Why are you undressing yourself?” She asks, eyes wide in panic.

“Relax.” He pushes the brown felt fabric off his shoulders to reveal a green t-shirt. “Lucky for you, I thought ahead. Had Shaggy underneath all this time. Knew you’d get cold.” He can’t help the smug smile that spreads across his face. “Shame though really wanted to peel off your boots with my teeth.”

The corners of her lips twitch up in fondness, at the thought of him giving her his Scooby suit. She leans closer, lips ghosting the shell of his ear, hot spiky breaths leaving a trail of goosebumps down his body, and mutters, “Maybe you can do just that. What do you say we head to the make out spot after we win those spa gift cards? Who knows, maybe Velma will let you take her boots off… take the mystery machine out for a whirl and show you a thing or two that might make a good boy yell out zoinks into the night.” She places an fluttery kiss at the sweet spot below his ear, and his pupils dilate in response to Layla’s sultry promise.

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Harry opens the door to find her in the exact position he’d seen her two hours ago. Sprawled horizontally on his mattress in his Scooby suit from the night before. He’d just gone downstairs to get some orange juice for her soon to be pounding head. He’d pulled on a pair of blue shorts and his Fleetwood Mac t-shit. He sits on the edge, right by where her head was hanging off, and starts caressing her cheek.

Layla jerks at the sensation, clambering upright, clutching the duvet to her chest - like a talisman, eyes scrunched shut, hair a mess, wiping the drool dried up at the corner of her mouth.

“நேரமில்லை! I have two more chapters left to revise!” She shouts, blinking around the room, taking her surroundings.

Harry giggles. “Morning nerd.”

She groans at the sunlight filtering through the blinds stabbing her corners, her head feels like it’s going to explode - throbbing at the temples. “Shh!” She burrows back into the covers, cocooning into the soothing darkness.

Her lids flutter shut, ready to be pulled back into slumber but she feels the sheets rustle and a few seconds later, a mop brown ringlets infiltrate her makeshift fort. His thumb goes to caress the indent on her left cheek, which make an appearance as she twists her mouth.

“Morning,” he says, a teasing undercurrent.

“Too loud,” she complains. “Is it always this bright in the mornings?”

“If you’re hungover, yes,” he chuckles.

“Head hurts,” she breathes out.

“Here, I got some Advil from mum.” He shuffles out and pulls the duvet off her head.

Layla groans squinting at the light that’s pouring in from the windows. Her body hurts, she has managed to not have a hangover for so long and by the way she’s feeling right now, she’s never gonna to drink as much as she did last night. Not having to go home to her parents and grandparents made her go off the rails. She’s weirdly grateful of her strict parents for the first time. She wordlessly pops the pills into her mouth, wiggling upright to rest her back against the headboard, taking a big gulp of the freshly pressed juice, nose wrinkling when she realises that she hadn’t brushed her teeth yet.

“I didn’t throw up, did I?” She asks softly, a bit grossed out at the fact, as she places the empty glass back onto the side table.

“No. You were saying that you were nauseous. But you didn’t hurl.”

She breathes a sigh of relief. Eyes closing to keep the brightness of the room at bay.

“What do you remember?” Harry prompts.

She sighs again, a crease forming between her brow as she wracks her brain. She remembers moments, and they are very vivid like neon could bursts against a black background. She sees an image of a red and white striped box in her hand with breaded chicken strips.

Did we go to KFC last night?

Another burst of Harry laughing at Layla. The crinkles by his eyes deepening, dimples carving out, head thrown back, front teeth on full display, his silhouette illuminated by the yellow lights.

“Not much. I remember winning the quiz,” she says, moving over to lay her head on his lap, burrowing her face against his tummy.

Harry shoulders visibly slump. He lets out a breath he was holding in. So the secret is safe, he thinks. He ran into Vasanth while he was washing his car. Vasanth was making his way home with his cricket gear - the Indians in the neighbourhood would meet up once a months at the park to play. Layla and Abi were out shopping for some outdoor furniture. He came over to say hi and had to tell him that he was having a baby girl. It was killing Vasanth to not tell anyone and he was also not the best secret keeper in the family. Harry swore that he would keep it from Layla but like Vasanth, it was getting harder and harder to keep mum as time went by.

He shrieks when she slides her icy fingers under his t-shit to warm them up. His hand combs through the knots in her hair, slowly and gently prying them apart.

“We did!” He beams. “You then demanded for chicken tenders,” he explains.

“Ah, KFC,” she mumbles against his skin. “I haven’t had anything from there in years be-“

“I told you that you don’t eat KFC ever since you read that article about force feeding chicken antibiotics. But you started crying and I’m pretty sure you were fake crying to get your way,” he chuckles, remembering Layla crying - or at least trying to, excessively blinking to get her phantom tears to stream down her face.

Layla smiles.

“I finally understand what Vasanth means by you doing anything and everything to get your way.”

“Hey!” She pinches at his muffin tops, right by his tattooed ferns. “It’s called being a good negotiator.”

“It’s also called manipulation,” he chuckles. He starts rubbing at her temples with pressure to help relieve her pain.

“I always thought I was a sleepy drunk. I mean that’s what I used to do-“

“Oh you fell asleep real quick too. You passed out mid conversation. I had to carry you to bed from the car. You even refused to do your skincare when I tried to wake you up. I used a wet washcloth to wipe your makeup off, because I knew you’d be mad at yourself in the morning. I didn’t get to do all your skin care steps. Sorry. I really tried. You kinda grabbed onto me and refused to let me -“

“Thank you.” She kisses his happy trail, right under his navel. “Sorry I was difficult.”

“Don’t be. You always do shit for me. It’s nice to take care of you.” He massages small circles right by her brows.

“Do you have any Tiger Balm?” Layla asks.

“I have no idea what that is.”

“Never mind. I have one in my room. Can’t wait to slather it all over my forehead,” she mumbles, hoping that would make the searing pain in her skull go away.

“I can go get it,” he offers.

“That’s okay. I like what you’re doing right now. It’s helping a lot.”

Harry smiles down at her. “You did this weird dance for me at the lookout spot.”

“We went there last night? Don’t remember that.” She shakes her head. “What dance?”

“I don’t even know how to describe it. You called it the Scooby seduction dance and - wait I can’t even explain why you started doing it.” He laughs, boyishly. “Here,” he unlocks his phone and shows her the video, bringing down the brightness of the screen to its bare minimum.

Layla was in the Scooby suit, gyrating her pelvis unceremoniously. She was illuminated in the yellow coming from the headlights of the Range Rover, making her stand bright against the dark backdrop of the woods. Her hand grips the base of the thin brown felt tail that was attached and she moves it around, making it propel around and she hopped from one spot to another. There is no music, just the sound of crickets chirping and Harry laughing from behind the camera.

“Delete it,” she says.

“No fucking way.” He snatched his phone from her hands before she wipes it from his phone. “I love it! It makes me laugh every time I think about it.”

“You love that you can use it to blackmail me,” she says, deadpan.

“Two birds one stone,” he shrugs. “Did you remember what you did later?”

“No.”

“So you don’t remember defacing a tree trunk?”

“Oh no! I didn’t pee on a tree, did I?” She gasps. “Please don’t tell me I peed in public! And in front of you!”

“No, you didn’t.” He laughs. “Why would that even be your first thought?”

“I don’t know. I’m weird like that okay,” she says, rolling over to her side, burying her face in his tummy again. “What did I do?” She asks.

“You took your Swiss Army knife from your bag and did something…”

“Did I kill a squirrel?”

“No, you idiot.” He shakes his head. “How do you even come up with these things?”

“Good,” her shoulders slump. “I didn’t go on an alcohol induced murder spree,” she chuckles. “What did I do then?”

“How about I just take you there? You see for yourself.”

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Layla stands in front of the ‘vandalised’ tree trunk. It was late afternoon, and there was no one there at the lookout point. She had her sunglasses on, bundled in her lilac puffer jacket, in one of Harry’s softest sweats, hair messily pulled up into a bun, worrying her bottom lip as she inspected the permanent remnant of last night’s antic.

“So?” Harry asks, stepping closer to her, wrapping his arms around her chest as he pulls her closer to his chest.

“It’s definitely something,” she mumbles. “I’m sure you were against this idea last night.”

“I was against you ripping off the barks from the tree trunk but not against the sentiment,” he mutters, bending down to rest his chin on top of her head.

“And do you like it?” She asks, hesitantly.

“You know I love it.” He says. Layla’s hand comes to grip his, intertwining their fingers. “What do you think?”

“I like the permanence of it. Especially with us sometimes feeling like what we have is ephemeral. But I’m not sure-“

Layla stops herself, feeling his body slump behind her - even though she couldn’t see his face, she could definitely tell that he was disappointed. So she twists her body around to face him. Getting on her toes, wrapping her arms around his neck. “But I’m not sure,” she continues, bumping her nose against his to aid in her mission to make the corner of his downturned lips slink up. “I’m not sure I liked that I did it drunk. I would definitely loved to have done this with all of my faculties intact, so I could remember it too. Just remember feeling absolutely loved by you and nothing else.”

And he smiles, a big one, that tells her he feels the same even if she is struggling to say it right now. A smile that tells her that it’s okay and that he will wait. A smile that tells her that she is the one for him and that he is grateful for her parents forbidding her go on a solo Singapore trip that made her fly out to her Uncle’s in the middle of summer. A smile that tells her that someday sometime in the future, he is sure they will come back to this same tree trunk and laugh wistfully about the night that they were so in love - one absolutely drunk off their mind and the other completely sober - that Layla decided to poorly carve out a conjoint version of names in the tree: hails.

#six months #harry styles imagine #harry styles #indian!oc #camboy!harry #fishnets-fingers #harry styles fluff #harry styles one shot #harry styles x reader #harry styles x y/n #trivia thigh highs and tree trunks #blurb #harry styles blurbs

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