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bemylord · 3 years

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ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛꜱᴜ ᴋᴀɪꜱᴇɴ ʙᴏʏꜱ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴄʟɪɴɢʏ ʙᴏʏꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱ/ᴏ

characters: yuuji, megumi, toji, satoru, kento, sukuna.

warnings: nothing actually but sukuna. aged up.

a/n: i already made s/o being clingy where s/o got into 'argument' with the characters. today is almost similar, only their reaction to the fact that you always need attention. or they being clingy.

ɪᴛᴀᴅᴏʀɪ ʏᴜᴜᴊɪ:

you and yuuji are too needy buns.

whenever both of you may cuddle - you cuddle.

to be honest, yuuji is freaky amazing as you always need some physical contact - whether it's a momentary kiss on the cheek or you get a chance to ruffle his pink hair, he's always happy as a child.

the one who would be happy to be the little or big spoon - what's the difference anyway? both of you will be stuck together like a sandwich, so he doesn't care whom to be.

you wake him up with ticklish and playful kisses in the neck area. 'mm, y/n, why don't you kiss my lips'

yuuji being himself annoying after training or mission, sluggishly jumping under the blanket, pulling you closer. 'kisses. i wanna kisses. y/n, you kissed me only once today!'

when itadori is tired, his clinginess [?] indicator rises rapidly, demanding a lot of attention.

if you half-mutter 'i wanna cuddle' or 'yuujii~ let's watch a movie together.' expect him to combine these two acts into one, cuddling you on the couch while watching the show.

kissing as a pleasant surprise <3

ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ:

megumi isn't good at showing his emotions.

he wouldn't call himself pesky yet calling himself a little-eager-to-get-your-attention man.

megumi likes when you sneak under his cardigan to get extra kisses from him, feeling the warmth radiating from his body.

he likes spending evenings playing computer games with you, he gives in to you to see your radiant smile and your smug look. 'yes, gumi-gumi, it was i who won you.' 'but the loser gets a dozen kisses.'

you guys sometimes walk in the park near to the dorms with his shikigami dogs. although the dogs don't need a walk but watching as to how you pet and play with them, megumi couldn't reject it.

it melts fushiguro as you ruffle his naughty hair, as he lays on your knees on the couch.

he likes the way you gradually but confidently melt his heart with kisses in the morning.

i think megumi's a manifestation of love would be cute, little gifts like a bar of chocolate.

ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ ɢᴏᴊᴏᴜ:

i think you and gojou annoy the others. cause you're the kind of couple that takes selfies at any second. in the middle of a fight with a dangerous curse - you'll post it on instagram. do you have a new haircut? gojo takes a million photos and puts the best one on his lock screen.

i'm certain he'd be the clingiest in the couple.

and when i said the clingiest i mean it.

and naturally, you're both so cocky - he can kiss you all over the place while you hug him from behind 24/7.

at the home, you always do everything together, it may seem you can't keep your hands off each other.

he likes to tease you while you are his mini-copy.

actually, gojo lives to tease you.

you might think that gojo is acting more clingy than you are - he's like a spy following in your footsteps, trying to get all your attention. 'your lips are in the wrong place.' '??' 'they should be right on my lips.'

and more such foolish jokes from gojo.

ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ:

the first phrase would be: 'darling, i have to finish my report.'

the second would be: 'don't go away, just.. could you massage my shoulders?'

kento loves when you came to his desk to rest him a bit by doing a massage or cup his face with your small palms, coating cheeks with small smooches.

you and kento love to bake bread or try to cook something new.

while cooking, there's a lot, no, a hell of a lot of kissing and uncomplicated dancing - he has both hands on your belly, standing behind you, kissing the top of your head.

nanami isn't good at making food, yet certainly good at kissing.

sunday morning you spend by cooking new recipes, the day you spend by eating the food, whilst the evening..

you're cuddling. just cuddle. hugs in the bed or the bathroom.

if that is might be counted as the clinginess the sorcerer likes to call you darling and never miss the chance to show how much he loves you.

ʀʏᴏᴍᴇɴ ꜱᴜᴋᴜɴᴀ:

you are the one sukuna allows to sit on his throne.

actually, he will do everything for you, only for you.

he allows you to cup his tattoed face with your palms, tantalizingly staring at his mouth yet no kissing the enticing lips. 'don't tease me, girl.'

with one finger he connected your lips, kissing eagerly you.

on the one hand, he gets sooo furious when you ain't coming at his domain after a mission. on another hand, it excites him - he obviously knows how much you needed his embrace.

like toji, he won't admit he also is clingy.

can't describe sukuna being a clingy type around you, but definitely needs your arms around his neck as he takes you to bed.

well, he.. secretly l-likes, when you grab his face in your palms with all your sincere love, kissing the tip of his nose. he wrinkles, because you are so funny. 'i know you need something more than kisses.'

ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ᴛᴏᴊɪ:

yeah, i've replaced toji to the end bc, i've something to say.

toji fushiguro is disgruntled and angry when you ask him to kiss you for the hundredth time on the day.

once toji called a demanding puppy, you didn't talk with him for two days, as the man is used to fall asleep to your barely audible mumbling.

toji was irritated when saw you fall asleep on the couch. he's already used to being hugged in his sleep, what the hell?

although toji will deny the fact he loves when you're being pesky and annoying and also bothersome by kissing his face.

nevertheless, the thing you've started to notice as you didn't give him good night or good morning kiss, the sorcerer killer will be grumpy.

no! of course, he isn't clingy. never. well, it's one percent of toji being clingy. okay, fine, it's two but not more! 'give me the goodnight kiss.' 'ask more politely, toji.'

he tsks, bringing you closer and kissing you with undisguised greed. after all, it's your fault - you didn't give toji his kiss.

↳ back to the main game menu.

kudos and reblogs are welcome <3

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moemammon · 3 years

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Could I request HC of MC falling asleep on the brothers and someone asks them to do something but they don’t want to move bc of MC🥺 kinda like how it’s illegal to move if an animal is asleep on you🥺💕 thank you!

I'm soft for stuff like this tbh

The Demon Brothers react to GN!MC falling asleep on them

Lucifer

Lucifer has found that he works best when you're near him. Something about your presence calms his old soul. So it's become a habit that he has you near while he's going through paperwork, always touching you in some fashion.

Today, you were resting your head against his shoulder in the late afternoon, the warmth of his body and the sound of his pen scribbling on paper lulling you into a sense of peace and sleepiness.

He looked over after noticing the added weight against his side, and found you'd drifted off to sleep. And man.... this man realizes just how soft he is for you. Like, can you BE any cuter??? You're gonna kill him.

He feels a warmth swell up in his chest, not only from his affection for you, he the way you seem so peaceful sleeping against him like that. The fact that you feel secure with him, while others only seem to fear him, makes his heart fill to the brim.

But now he can't move, or you'll wake up. And to make matters worse, he just heard a loud ass crash in the hall right outside, and the sound of Mammon cursing under his breath. MAMMOOONNNNN-

As much as it pains him, he doesn't have the strength to get up while you look so content and secure sleeping against him like this. Besides, he can always kill punish Mammon later. He’d just text Beel to string him up from the ceiling until then.

Mammon

It's not unusual for the two of you to chill on the couch together, and he doesn't even care that you're all over him. Actually, he's probably the one that pulled you into such a position.

You're laying on his chest, and he's got his arms around you while he plays around on his phone. And that's when he notices the tiniest of snores coming from you. He looks down and sees that you've fallen asleep.

FUCK does that make him wanna scream. His heart is so full of love that he's literally trembling. You were so.. sO CUTE. IT SHOULD BE ILLEGAL. HE LOVES YOU, DAMN IT.

But then he gets a text from Lucifer, asking him to go back to RAD to fetch some documents. Why'd he have to be his errand boy all the time? Why not Satan??

Mammon is no stranger to Lucifer's wrath though, so now he has a strong need to get you off of him, yet an equally strong need to hold you close.

Especially when you mumble something that sounded vaguely like his name in your sleep. Maybe... it’d be fine to let you rest a little longer? It's not like those lousy papers were going anywhere, right?

Levi

You????? Felt comfortable enough to sleep on him?????? In the middle of a movie he put on????

There's practically steam coming out of his ears. He's short circuiting. He's going to die and it's all your fault. WHY ARE YOU SO CUTE YOURE JUST SLEEPING ON HIS ARM AND YET THE MOE IS TOO STRONG-

Seriously though, he's so red up to his ears that you'd think he might die. The only thing that keeps him from death is that you aren't awake to look at him. He was safe!

But then a notification pops up on his D.D.D, and he suddenly remembers he’s got a tournament to compete in with a couple of online friends! He promised them!!!

Maybe... he'll wake you up? No no no, he'd really die if that happened! You can't wake up yet!! But the game-! The dungeon run-!! The loot!!! What can he do?! There's no way he can ruin this 'straight-out-of-an-anime' moment!!!

Levi's never been one to miss a chance to game, so why was he so conflicted?! Now he was thinking that maybe he could just reschedule the match? Besides, when was the next time he might get to see your sleeping face so close to his own? He wonders if he could sneak in a picture or two...

Satan

Satan's entire room, albeit cluttered, has a cozy vibe. Just the way he likes, as a man who prefers to keep calm and indulge in the wonders of books. And he's invited you over to indulge with him, per usual

Though he'll admit it IS a little late, so he understands that you're sleepy. It doesn't even surprise him when you slump against his arm from your position next to him, the book on your lap sliding to the ground.

As much as it pains him to see the book fall like that, he quickly realizes he can't bend down to grab it, or you'll wake up.

And he hasn't had a chance to really look closely at your sleeping expression, so he has to get his priorities in order. He could get that boom later, anyway.

He laughs at you, and how easily you've fallen asleep. Why didn't you just tell him you were tired? He’d walk you back to your room so you could sleep. Yet you wanted to spend time with him so badly that you pushed through?

He closes his book and leans his head against yours with a soft sigh. Peaceful days like this were all he could ever ask for. He wished he had a spell to preserve this moment forever.

Asmo

Helloooo? Are you even listening anymore?? He was in the middle of telling you about the time Beel ate his entire collection of bath bombs, and you fell asleep right on his lap!

Probably because he was making you lay there while he dabbed products onto your face. "This one is a great toner. Doesn't it smell good? And this moisturizer here is sooo creamy!"

He can't help but notice how peaceful you look laying there, fast asleep. He could just eat you up! Catch him leaning in to kiss you a million times, wondering if you'll wake up.

He's gotta put that kissing on hold when he realizes he has a photo shoot to get to in an hour! He'd need every single minute to get himself ready of course, so he needed to start now. The only problem was... you. On his lap.

He can't get up or he’d be cruelly abandoning his precious MC! And there was no way he’d be that heartless. But that photo shoot was pretty important... How else would he give the devildom its dose of his gorgeous face???

Cue Satan coming in and finding Asmo doing his skin care on his bed, straining to see his reflection in the far away vanity mirror... all so he wouldn't disturb a hair on your adorable little head.

Beel

Beel had asked if you'd lay on his back for extra weight while he did his planks, but he never expected you to fall asleep there. Belphie does the same thing sometimes, so he's no stranger to having to stay still for someone else's sake.

The warmth of your form draped over his back makes him smile, and he wonders if you're cozy laying like that. Wasn't his back kind of hard?

He was fine with waiting until you woke up, since being stuck in a plank for an unknown amount of time would be a great workout, what wasn't so great was the gnawing of hunger slowly starting to creep up on him.

Beel was hungry. Starving, even. And he was stuck because you fell asleep on him. He tried muttering a soft "MC, wake up" as a means to gently wake you, but when you didn't budge, he wondered if he might die like this.

The longer he waited, the more his hunger built. It was five minutes. Ten minutes. Twenty, and then- he lost it.

You wake up to being suddenly dumped onto the cold floor, and you only catch a glimpse of the avatar of gluttony rushing off to empty the fridge of its contents.

He'll apologize when he's full, okay? He promises he loves you, but his hunger is no joke. Promises to treat you to Madam Scream's later as an apology.

Belphie

Not unexpected that you'd fall asleep while in Belphie's care. He had a knack for that sort of thing, bringing the air around him to a sleepy halt and making your eyes heavy with that smooth voice of his.

You were listening to him talk about the old days, when he and Beel would sneak away from their brothers to have their own adventures. Then the next thing you knew, you were drifting off to sleep.

Belphie immediately noticed when your head leaned against his hand; he’d been toying around with your hair and occasionally stroking your cheeks. This was one of those moments he didn't feel like bullying you, after all.

But now he kind of does. You were so innocent, and so vulnerable right now! He could tickle you awake at any moment and you wouldn't be able to stop him at all... Though he doesn't.

He instead looks up when the door opens and Beel pops into the bedroom to ask if Belphie can help him find his jacket. There's no way he’d deny his brother, sooo sorry mc. He hesitates for two seconds, but he's leaving you.

Belphie is a sleep expert, and that includes his mastery of the art of not waking people up, so somehow he's managed to carefully maneuver around you so you're still fast asleep.

Leaves you with a little kiss and tucks you into his bed. He'll come tickle you to death later 💕

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parkersharthook · 3 years

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We’ve Only Just Begun

Peter Parker x reader

Warnings: bad words, crack fluff

2.5k+ words

Reference TikToks: kiss my best friend challenge & rich best friend check

series masterlist

~.~

“Peter I’m bored.”

“Hi bored, I’m Peter.” Peter looked to you with a small smirk

“I know, I did just address you. Also, never say that joke to me every again if you wanna keep dating.”

“ooh, harsh crowd.” Peter laughed.

“babyyyy I’m bored. It’s summer vacation, I should not be this bored.”

“y/n, you’re distracting my intern.” Your dad snipped quickly, elbows deep into some kind of machinery. You weren’t really sure what they were working, having gotten very uninterested once they started. “He’s helping me right now; do you want me to lose an arm?”

You rolled your eyes and spun around in the chair, “dad you always take him.”

“hey, you get him every day during the school year. Summer is my time.”

Peter looked between the father and daughter with a brow raised, “are you two seriously fighting over me right now?”

“well I wouldn’t have to fight over my boyfriend with my dad if Harley was here right now. That selfish idiot left and now you’re the only wonder boy to entertain my dad.”

Tony scoffed and held out his hand, wordlessly asking Peter for some tool. Peter handed it over immediately before turning his head back, “where did Harley go?”

“I don’t know, he just said he was leaving and walked out.”

“maybe he’s got a hot date.”

You huffed and slouched in the seat, narrowing your eyes at Peter. “makes one of us.”

Tony laughed and twisted slightly to give you a wink, “sorry honey but that was the deal. I let your boyfriend stay here if he helps me out.”

You rolled your eyes so hard Peter was concerned you’d see your brain, “oh puh-lease, you wanted Peter here just as much as I did. Either for Spidey stuff or normal nerd stuff, you’re just using this as an excuse.”

“fine but at least I’m not complaining about him sneaking into your room every night.” Peter sputtered, his face going instantly red and almost dropping whatever mechanic was in his hand.

“oh Mr. stark, i- we don’t- it’s not-“

“relax kid, if I was going to crucify you I’d have already done it.” Tony spun to face you, “now can you please go bother someone else. If you really want to spend time with Peter you’ll let us finish this.”

You huffed and left the lab as Peter blew you a quick kiss causing you flip him off jokingly. This is not what you wanted when you wished for your boyfriend to get along with your dad.

It had been a few hours and you were still bored. You had promptly gone to your room after leaving the lab and gone on tiktok, you’re absolute favorite way to waste time but now you were bored again. And you missed Peter, especially after a stupid trend kept popping up on your fyp of people kissing their “best friends” making you realize you weren’t kissing your very kissable boyfriend right now.

As if he could read your thoughts, Peter waltzed into your bedroom and immediately shucked his shirt off to wipe his face and hands.

“well hello to you too stud.” You said, biting your lip and very obviously ogling his toned body.

Peter laughed as he threw his oil stained shirt into the hamper and went to grab another from the dresser. You pouted, “why are you putting a new one on? You look fine without it.”

“because it’s the middle of the day and anyone could come looking for us and I am not about to be killed by any of the avengers because I’m corrupting their ‘little princess’”. Peter said as he put the new shirt on and flopped next to you, his chin now resting on his hand as he looked up at you.

“ugh they need to get over themselves and realize that we’re adults who’ve been dating for three years and basically already live together.”

Peter shrugged, his empty hand rubbing against your bare leg casually. “you’re always going to be the little girl they watched grow up.” He laughed at your pout and squeezed your thigh, “what have you been up to? Cured your boredom?”

“No.” you huffed, “just been scrolling on tiktok. Kinda want to start making them, could be fun.”

“what would you make?”

You shrugged, immediately struck with a great idea. “I don’t know whatever the trends on. I’m gonna put the tv on, don’t move.”

You shimmied out of bed, setting your phone up as discreetly as possible and turning on your tv. You started the video and moved back to the bed. You knew the trend was to kiss a best friend but you thought it would still be fun with Peter, plus you are best friends… you’re just also already dating. So not cheating, just a loophole.

Peter was still on his stomach, hand supporting his face, as he scrolled aimlessly through Instagram. And with you sitting against your headboard, it looked friendly enough. You waited for the right time before sliding down so you were laying next to him, practically under him. He looked up at you and smiled and for a second you were worried that he was gonna go ahead and kiss you but luckily he waited just long enough where you could initiate it in time with the song. You surged forward, hand immediately coming to weave into his curls to pull him closer.

Peter was obviously not expecting you to kiss him so aggressively so he fell slightly before catching himself on one arm that was now positioned next to your head, the other going to hold your hip. Now you really were under him.

You got lost in kissing him for a few moments when you realized the video was probably done and detached your lips. You giggled as Peter chased your lips, eyes still mostly closed. You slid out from beneath him and walked over to your phone.

“wha- where are you going?” Peter pouted, running his hands through his messy curls. You bit your thumb nail slightly as you rewatched the video, it was cute. “did you take a video of that?”

You nodded and showed him, watching a goofy smile stretch onto his face as he looked up at you, “so when you said you were gonna start filming TikToks you meant immediately.”

You shrugged and sat next to him, “no but the opportunity presented itself.”

You quickly captioned the video ‘sooo I kissed my bsf’ and tagged Peter’s account before posting it and throwing your phone to the side.

Peter kissed your bare shoulder, “is this gonna become a regular thing?”

You giggled and shrugged, “I don’t know. Guess you’ll have to wait and see.” Peter groaned, grabbing you around the middle and falling back onto the bed, pulling you down with him.

It was a few days later when you opened tiktok again, surprised to see your video had racked up 600 thousand likes and over 5 million views. You were surprised to see that it had gone semi-viral and yet no one recognized you. Not that you had your legal name in your username and you definitely weren’t as famous as your dad and family, but you weren’t hidden away either. Honestly though, this was kinda nice to just be another twenty-one year old on tiktok, posting stupid videos for fun.

You went to the comments immediately to see what people were saying and laughed at some of the funnier ones. You noticed that even MJ had commented.

Usera: aw so cute *blocked*

Userb: ms girl… he’s been waiting for this

Userc: no way best friends kiss like that

everythingbagel: “bsf” yeah fucking right y/n

⇲ begginstrips: hehe love you mj

You went back to your fyp and scrolled through a bit before you ran into stassie baby’s video of her showing off Kylie’s car collection with the audio saying, ‘rich best friend check’. You quickly sent the video to Peter, who was currently at lunch with Harry and Ned.

y/n: wanna do this when you get back?

Peter: lol sure seems funny

it was a few more hours before Peter got back to the compound, him easily finding you curled into the couch watching How To Train Your Dragons. You smiled as he dropped a kiss to your forehead, “this movie again?”

“it’s one of the best movies ever made,” you sassed back, “so yes, this movie again.”

He leaned down over the back of the couch smiling into your face before giving you another quick succession of kisses. “wanna film that tiktok?”

You checked the time before nodded, languidly stretching your body and standing up. “where should we start it?”

And that’s how Wanda found you and Peter at 3 am, videoing rando fancy stuff around the compound, you strutting and swaying your hips dramatically. Wanda followed Peter around, who was filming, laughing at your antics and giving you tips on what to include. The three of you got so loud, that Tony eventually woke up to investigate what the three of you were up to… as it was usually not great.

“are you sure we can film this? I don’t reveal any state secrets.” Peter whispered not so well.

“what state secrets are we revealing?” you whirled around to see your father, one brow raised and a hip cocked to the side.

“good entrance, very dramatic dad.” You said with a laugh, “and there aren’t any state secrets being revealed.”

“what are you filming?”

“A tiktok.”

Tony rolled his eyes, “I’m not even gonna pretend to know what that is. Anyways go to bed, you guys are being loud.”

“yeah, yeah. We’re just finishing up.” You watched your dad walked away before turning back to Peter and Wanda, “let’s go film in front of one of his suits.”

Peter had posted the photo to his account and captioned it: “@begginstrips is my sugar momma ;)” before promptly throwing his phone to the floor and passing out next to you in bed.

It was 10 in the morning – which was far too early as you and Peter had only fallen asleep at 4 am – when MJ started calling you and didn’t stop until you literally rolled out of bed onto the floor to pick up.

“what the fuck m? it is too fucking early.”

“you’re all over the news.”

You paled, “what?” Everything you ever did wrong very quickly flashed through your eyes, your mind scrambling to remember what was caught on camera.

“yeah your tiktok went viral. People are freaking out.” You sagged in relief.

“Jesus mj you can’t just say that shit for it to be tiktok.” A pause, “wait which tiktok?”

“the one Peter posted of his ‘rich best friend’ and you walking around the compound.”

You let out a quick laugh, “oh ok. That’s not that bad.”

“also can we talk about this whole best friend schtick you and Peter have going on tiktok? What the fuck?”

You chuckled slightly before crawling back into bed, your heart now beating at a normal pace. “the first one was just a trend so I lied to follow it and then it was just the sound. Also he is my best friend, he’s just also my boyfriend.”

MJ scoffed, “rude. I’m your best friend.”

“right, right. Sorry.” Peter grumbled slightly as he buried his head into your hip. You gently carded your fingers through his curls, “do you know why it’s all over the news?”

“apparently people didn’t know you existed? I don’t know, just thought that you might want a warning in case your dad got angry.”

“well I appreciate it, regardless of the fact that you basically gave me a heart attack and woke me up at butt fuck.”

“it’s 10 am, get over yourself and have a cup of coffee. Anyways, lunch tomorrow?”

You yawned, “sure sounds good. Wanna invite betty?”

“she’s still in Hawaii with her family, they’re coming back this weekend.”

“right, ok. Let me know what time you wanna go.”

“will do. Love you bitch.”

You smiled into the phone and yawned again, “love you bitch.” You hung up and tossed your phone to the floor, rubbing your eyes harshly.

Peter barely opened his eyes as he looked up at you, “what was that about?”

“apparently we’re famous.” You replied as you reached over his body to grab his phone.

Peter snuggled deeper into your body, wrapping his arms around your leg and laying his head in your lap. You rested against the headboard, one hand still playing with his curls and one now scrolling to Peter’s tiktok.

You blanched as you saw the video had gotten over 6 million likes and 45 million views overnight. And according to the comments, people were very confused.

User1: ummm is that the avengers compound or am I tripping?

User2: so we’re all just finding out tony stark has a child rn?

User3: mmmm something don’t add up here?

You sighed as turned the phone off, rubbing your eyes again. A headache was quickly setting in. You leaned down to press a chaste kiss to Peter’s cheek before slowly working your way out of his grasp.

He whined, “baby where are you going? It’s early.”

“I have to go talk to my dad about this but you keep sleeping babe.”

He rolled over to face you as you walked towards your closet. “are you sure? I can come with you.”

“no, it’s ok baby. I really don’t think it’ll be a big deal.”

It was slightly a bigger deal than you realized. Pepper was now talking you through ‘making sure SI had a good image on social media’ while your dad smirked in a corner.

Pepper stroked your arm, “this isn’t bad press or anything. You’ll just have to be careful going into the future. And you know that with being a Stark, you’re gonna have a lot of eyes on you and probably a lot of criticism.” She sighed, “we’ve done a good job shielding you from the press for this long but it might be a lot.”

You smiled at her softly. Pepper really had always been like a mom to you and now that her and your dad were officially married, it was even more true. “Yeah I know. I’m honestly not too worried.” You turned to your dad, “did you know people didn’t know I existed?”

Tony shrugged, “Doesn’t surprise me. I have almost every record of you sealed from the public for your safety and you never were one for the spotlight.” He walked over and dropped a kiss onto your forehead, “never show my suits on your clock app again.”

You rolled your eyes and stuck your tongue out at him, “for someone who owns a company based on new and cutting edge technology, you sure are out of touch.”

He gasped, a hand pressed to his heart. “how dare you, my own daughter.”

Pepper laughed softly, “she’s not wrong. Anyways, post whatever you want to your personal account. You’re an adult, so we trust you just be careful. I don’t want to see you getting hurt.”

You kissed her cheek before standing and stretching out your back. “don’t worry, I already have a plan for my next video.”

“god help us.” Tony muttered.

#marvel #spiderman #peter parker #stark!reader #peter parker x stark!reader #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker imagine #marvel fanfiction #marvel imagine #emma writes #pp tiktok series

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shhhlikeme · 4 years

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“Losty Aone” / “Losty Mountain Man🏔” Series:

Outtake Collection #18.5:

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A/N: I know y’all wanna know what happens here sooo I’ll meet you down at the end with more of my authors notes!

TABLE OF CONTENTS

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EARLIER THAT NIGHT - 10:36 PM - ISSA MESS AT THE MOVIES - PART 2 😭🤡

“Hey. You sure you don’t want us to go with you? I can cancel with my parents and—“

You interrupted your friend, waving her off nonchalantly as you jumped out of the back her car. “No, no, Kusa. Thank you for driving me. You guys didn’t need to! But I really appreciate it. I need this time by myself to just…. You know…. Breathe.”

Kusa frowned at you, still look unsure as to whether she should leave you alone at the theatre or not. Going to the movies alone is a little weird in her opinion, and she knows that you have still been so heartbroken from your breakup, so the fact that Aone had been asked out by one of the girls on the Date Teko cheer team that you considered a friend really hit you hard.

Despite it all, she and Katana have agreed to let you deal with this the way you see fit, because forcing their desires on you wasn’t the right way to go, and the last time they tried that you cut them off for a week. They had to tread very carefully, as friends.

“Okay, babe. Call us when you want to get picked up, Okay? We don’t mind.”

You nodded, wrapping your favourite jacket around you a bit more tightly. The sweater-jacket that actually belonged to the man you were in love with. “Thank you.”

Shutting the door, you stepped back so that Kusa could drive away.

Katana, who was sitting in the passengers seat, pressed the button to roll up her window and You gave them one last wave, ready to see them off, but just before you could Katana—quiet and deep in thought, pressed the same button to roll the window back down. The car didn’t budge.

“Y/N.” The pretty cheer captain said in a small voice, staring at her lap. You had to lean in to hear her.

“Hm?”

Big brown eyes looked into yours as your bestie stared at you. It was silent for a moment and the intensity in the air was palpable. Finally, the brunette spoke.

“I’m worried about you.” She finished, looking more serious than you’ve ever seen her.

Earlier this Saturday night, you found yourself crying in the shower after you heard that an ex teammate of yours, Sutairu, is interested and has decided to pursue Aone.

This girl was gorgeous, sweet, and has noticed your Mountain Man from day one, unlike you. There is not one bad thing you can say about her, and you were sure that eventually—especially with Futakuchi’s help—Aone would some day let his walls down for her. One day you would see the most perfect man in the world with another girl because you let him.

And even though it’s what he deserves: a girl that is better than you, the thought alone shatters you every time it crosses your mind.

Aone was on this girls instagram story,—a photo of him in another hoodie standing in front of the students he teaches with a caption saying: MCM🤫💋❄️

What did that mean? Could they be dating now?

Enough was enough. After crying in your shower, You decided you needed a change in scenery, so you got dressed, only putting on concealer and keeping the natural state of your hair when it’s wet. You threw on a huge cardigan, a tank top and some jeans and told the girls what you had planned. Kusa wouldn’t take no for answer, so they insisted on dropping to you at the theatre to see this action-thriller you found on the website.

So here you are, heart dragging behind you on the floor. You needed to be alone and you needed a change of scenery, that’s all you knew. So now hearing your besties and seeing the absolute fear for your well-being evident on their faces, made your stomach turn even more. Mainly because you couldn’t help them help you. No one can. So that’s why all you answered was,

“I’m worried too.” Staring into the eyes of the two beautiful females you call your best friends. You then Added, “But I need this hour, okay?. I’ll see you guys later. I have my phone.” Without waiting for a response, you spun away from the car to walk into the large building downtown, straight to the bathroom so you could cry in the stalls prior to the movie.

After you spent a good 10 minutes using toilet paper to wipe under your eyes, then reapplying some conveniently packed concealer there in the mirror, you stuffed the Fenty Beauty case in your purse and walked out of the bathroom so that you can purchase your ticket at the self-serve automated machine. You had grabbed your ticket when it slid out the slot and were began walking to your designated theatre when you heard a familiar voice call out to you.

“Hey! Y/N?”

Turning toward the voice, you looked over to see a group of 4 boys, all of which you’ve seen before, but in volleyball practice gear. While they were all staring over at you, naturally—your eyes settled on the one in the middle that you recognized the most. And the one who called your name.

“Takeru,” You breathed, honestly relieved that it wasnt someone from school that you had to pretend you wanted to speak to. Takeru is someone you genuinely liked, that you actually got close to at the Volleyball/Cheer Camp last summer.

“One sec!” He called, and you stood there waiting as Nakashima handed his card to his friends that were waiting at the ticket kiosk. One of them must have said something annoying to him, because Takeru blushed and told him to shut the fuck up. Feeling scrutinized by his friends, you wrapped your arms around your torso as he stealthily limbo-ed under the rope that divided the line from from the rest of the theatre.

***

“Ouuu dudes, look. That’s Takanobu’s super hot girlfriend that you fell in love with last summer! This is your second chance bro, don’t fuck it up!” Takeru’s friend nudged him with his elbow and teased him from where he was standing in line. The other boys chuckled when he said that.

Takeru went red—mostly because he knew it was true. “Shut the fuck up, I’m over her!” He defended himself. He resisted the urge to hit his friend for saying that out loud. Getting out the line because he couldn’t risk his dumb friends exposing his past crush like they almost did multiple times last summer, Nakashima escaped the line to approach you, finding himself jogging over, instead of walking.

🤨

SLOW DOWN, Takeru told himself. ARE YOU REALLY THAT EXCITED TO SEE HER?

“Hi, Y/N!” The ex-high school volleyball player greeted you with a warm smile that neither of you had any idea was reserved for only you. “It’s been a while.”

You forced a smile back, but you could see by the way that his own smile faltered that Takeru noticed your smile didn’t reach your eyes. “You okay?” He asked, concerned.

Lying, you nodded, looking down at your boots and Nakashima resisted the urge to reach forward and tilt your head up. To touch your beautiful skin like he’s wanted to do since the first day you approached him for help, he really thought those emotions had fled… but being around you again made him realize that obvioulsy they hadn’t.

She’s taken, idiot. The athlete reminded himself.

“Is Takanobu here?” Nakashima thought to ask, distinctly remembering how much just mentioning his name would bring a big smile to your face back at camp, lighting it up in its entirety.

So imagine Takeru shock, however, when you winced at the sound of his name instead of beamed. Still staring at your boots, you shook your head. “No, I’m here alone.”

Alone?

Ask. He told himself. ASK!

“Um-ummm—“ is all he could stutter out.

S m o o t h, idiot. he chastised himself for being so lame.

“Please, Takeru-san,” you lifted your head to look up at the man you considered to be a pretty good friend. “Don’t.”

Even though his mind was buzzing with a million questions, Being the smart volleyball player he is, Takeru shut his mouth because the tears welling up in your eyes was enough of an answer than any. His heart sunk seeing you look so unbelievably broken. Without missing a beat, He switched gears. “—What movie are you seeing?” He asked instead.

You grinned weakly but gratefully at his change in topic, a smile that actually did reach your eyes. “Uh, I don’t even know,” you chuckled pathetically. “I just picked any random movie, um, because, yeah.”

She’s so cute, thought Nakashima. “Well it’s written on your ticket. Shall we see?”

“Oh, uh, right.” Feeling dumb, you lifted the ticket in your hand and read the movie title aloud,

“Jet Down 2.”

A large amused smile graced Takeru’s face. “Really—that is probably the biggest ‘guy’ movie ever made,”

You nodded, not wanting to mention that hearing the title made you remember that your ex loved the original of this movie. Your nod introduced Takeru and yourself to an awkward silence. You weren’t about to tell him that you picked a movie that you’d be the least interested in so that you can cry in peace because the sounds of shit blowing up will drown out your sobs, no ma’am. If this was any other time, you would have been so happy to see and catch up with this boy. Asking a million questions and telling him how happy you were to see him. But unfortunately, all you could think about was the “MCM” Snapchat you saw earlier. You were devastated, and Takeru caught on to it.... seeing you about to shatter, yet again. He offered his help.

“Want some company? Uh—“

You immediately shook your head. “No, Takeru-san! You came here with your friends. Enjoy that. Don’t mind me, I....“

Nakashima stared down at you like you were a work of art. When you stopped your pathetic babbling, he nodded slowly, recognizing the same expressions he’s seen his sister’s wear when they were on the verge of crying over a boy. Right before they yelled him to leave their room, leave them alone, and shut the door. The same rule probably applied here. Like an expert, Nakashima backed off. “Okay,” he continued nodding. “I guess I’ll go then. It was really nice seeing you.” He opened his arms and you leaned in for a chaste hug, immediately wishing the male arms around you belonged to a certain white haired volleyball player instead.

Takeru, on the other hand, didn’t realize how much he missed the feel of you in his arms again. He didn’t want to let go. He wished that the feelings you had for Aone-san were for him. Stupid.

Uncharacteristically, Nakashima turned his head to whisper something in your ear before you let go. Before he never saw you again. “But, tonight, if you need a shoulder to cry on, I’m just one theatre over… Okay? I have a pretty comfortable shoulder, so just text me.”

Holding back tears, you nodded, removing yourself to make your way to the bathroom again.

***

Better late than never, you thought to yourself as you sadly sat in your seat in the theatre solo, unsure of how much time has even passed. You didn’t realize this stupid movie would be so packed, but you were thankful for assigned seating (since you specifically chose an aisle seat in case you needed to make another fast-cry escape). You just sat in your seat, curling into a ball and trying to hold it together the best you can.

You couldn’t.

Another 10-minutes later, you found yourself ugly crying in your three-quarter eaten popcorn, completely drenching the salty snack and making it soggy.

A MESS, you called yourself. This movie was about guns and cars and shit blowing up—but all it took was one tiny little subplot romance scene to break you. LIKE I SAID: A MESS.

One little stupid ‘be safe’ scene and you were thinking about the time you went to the movies with your ex boyfriend and current love of your life. That time, you had insisted on watching this scary movie but you were getting so unbelievably scared, refusing to leave when your boyfriend offered because you are strong af, so when you resorted to hiding yourself behind his bicep and whimpering instead. Takanobu had enough when he heard you make those sad noises, so he scooped you up from your seat so that you were sitting in his lap. That way, you felt his strong arms around you on boy sides and you were easily able to bury your face in his chest or finish the movie. You finished the movie.🥰

You would like to say that that was one of the sweetest things that has ever happened to you, but what with being in a relationship with Aone Takanobu for the past year—that absolutely tooth rottenly sweet gesture wouldn’t even crack the Top 10.

Your tears poured down your cheeks, and you imperceptibly wiped your tears on the sweater of his that you were wearing. Then you realized whose sweater it was and cried even harder! Your heart hurt so much.

And to make matters worse, you ran out of tissues.

Knowing that with your luck you’d run into someone you knew if you left now with a completely drenched face. A/N: or turned around :/desperate and sad, you decided to text your friend Takeru about your dilemma. All you asked him for were some tissues because he sort of knew what you were going through even though you didn’t spell it out for him. You hoped he could help for now and then later tonight you’d send him back the money he spent on his movie or something. You kept erasing the message but decided to send it when others in your row were possibly on to the fact that you were sniffling so much for more serious reasons.

You sent it. Received a response within seconds saying he was on his way.

Nakashima stumbled in to your the theatre not long after. You waved to him where you were seated in the dark, and he came over like a good friend, giving you a brand new popcorn and a set of tissues. You smiled weakly at the kind gesture and remembered that Aone is the entire reason why this boy Takeru is even here right now. Your tears re-established themselves as your date on this your solo movie night as you leaned your head on Nakashima’s shoulder, who told you that if Aone broke up with you he was an idiot.

“I’m the idiot,” You whispered to him, because even if it was just a fleeting thought—Aone didn’t deserve any blame. Ever. He is undoubtedly the best person on this planet. “It’s me,” You whispered again, glad that your whiney voice was no match for the volume of the explosions on screen. You blew your nose in a tissue and resumed your position on Takeru’s shoulder. The gesture was platonic enough, but you realized then and there that there was only one shoulder you felt comfortable leaning on, whether it was friendly or not. You sat back up in your seat and met the gaze of a concerned volleyball player.

“Takeru, I’m so sorry. Can you bring me home—“ the request died on your tongue as you witnessed, or at least you think you did— a dark blur of a a large body with…silver? No, white hair racing down the stairs as if he’d been pushed down them. The figure turned on its heels and fled the theatre in a faster speed than should be possible for a body so large.

The oddness stopped you in your tracks for a second.

Why did that person-?

You were confused, until a waft of fresh mountainous breeze hit your nostrils, making you gasp. It was The best scent in the world. The scent that was vaguely imbedded in the sweater you were wearing. The scent that belonged to—oh God. You choked on your tears.

“Was that…..?” Your tear stained face scrunched together, trying to piece two-and-two together as your losty brain overworked itself.

“What were you going to say? You want a drive home?” You could faintly hear Nakashima’s question even though he was right beside you. You were too busy thinking about how that couldn’t have been Aone who stormed out of here, would he choose this movie—oh my—

Lightbulb turning on, you whipped your entire upper body around and searched the seats for someone recognizable. While your scanning stopped momentarily on a few students from school, they ultimately swam to the person or persons you were looking for: There! Kenji-san and Koganagewa-san, two males who were looking at you and Takeru as if you two were the villains in the movie that just popped out of the screen.

So that WAS Aone!

Why didn’t he come say hi?!

Your heart started racing. Because you loved him.

But if that was Aone.....

Then why did he leave in such a hurry like that…?

And why were his friends looking at you and Nakashima like we…..?

Hold on.

Your eyes take a mind of their own, whipping from Futakuchi, to Kanji, to Takeru, to Takeru’s shoulder that you ere just laying on, back to the vacant seat where Aone must have been sitting in the between his two friends, and then you looked down at your sweater—his sweater. You thought back to Aone’s shattered expression when you broke up with him by the Ferris wheel and then you saw your own brisk walk from that night redone in his body in the way he just left this theatre blur.

Oh no, You thought. Did this look like a…? With Takeru…?!

OH GOD NO.

Your heart dropped like one of those rides at the amusement park:

“Y/N. Are you okay? You look like you’re going to be sick! I can bring you home if you— Y/N? Y/N WAIT LET ME GET MY KEYS—!“

You were already gone, leaving your purse, wallet, phone and everything behind—not having to jump over anyones legs to run down the stairs and out of the theatre. You weren’t as fast as Aone, not by a long shot—but you’d be surprised how fast a girl can move when she’s running to the love of her life.

Running around the empty theatre because everyone was watching a movie, you quickly checked the boys bathroom (not caring that you shouldn’t be in there) before realizing it was empty and then sprinting outside in to the cold night.

Please don’t be gone. Please don’t be gone. Please don’t be gone. Please don’t be gone. Please don’t be gone. Please don’t be gone. Please don’t be gone. Please don’t be gone. Please don’t be gone. Please don’t be gone. Please don’t be gone. Please don’t be gone. Please don’t be gone. Please don’t be gone. Please don’t be gone. Please don’t be gone. Please don’t be gone. Please don’t be gone. Please don’t be gone. Please don’t be gone, you chanted.

Your head snapped left and right, eyes scanning the parking lot for Aone’s car, and when you spotted it signalling and waiting to make a right out of the theatre, you dangerously raced toward it! Heart pumping, you jumped in front of the vehicle with both hands extended in front of you as if you had the strength to stop the car from moving if you could.

The horn of the car honked dramatically, followed by a head that was not your Mountain Man’s sticking out the window to shout profanities at you to get the fuck out of the way.

Stepping back shakily, you automatically went back to scanning the lot again for the same 4 wheeler, because locating that car was ALL that mattered right now.

Finding HIM was all that mattered.

You had to be more cautious now in your search. More purposeful.

Far back, hundreds of meters from where you were standing you could make out a car that you somehow knew was his. Something, just something, told you it was, and your heart started racing even faster. The lights had turned on like the driver was about to leave, and then it shut off again as if the driver changed their mind about leaving. Without thinking about it, only listening to the pull in your heart that said your man was over there, you used your years of cheerleading experience to catapult you toward the parked vehicle.

When you got closer, your heart squeezed on its own accord as if someone was making pizza dough with it. Slowing down, you took in the sight that was your ex boyfriend sitting in the driver’s seat of his car, white hair visible only because his head was down, forehead kissing the steering wheel, his shoulders vibrating slightly because he is crying. It’s him.

Position:

Not stopping to think anymore, acting on pure love and instinct, you sped over to the driver’s side and tugged the door open. Thank God it was unlocked.

This giant mountain man didn’t move from his position crying on the steering wheel. Only muttering a broken, “Kenji-san, please leave me—“

“Not Justin Bieber look-alike!” You croaked loudly, heart pounding when this gorgeous man’s head lifted as soon as you uttered your first syllable. He looked you up and down and your breath caught in your throat. You’ve NEVER seen such a beautiful man cry before, and although it tugged at what was left of your heart—you thought he looked breathtaking.

“Y/N…..? D-did Kenji-san send you out-t-t he-here? I apolo-pologize—“

You shook your head, unable to stop yourself from pouring your heart out.

“Hey. Remember the other day after you helped me film my cheerleading tryout, you said that you were happy we were fr-friends?” You asked sharply, ignoring his apology for now, and forever grateful for the fact that you had major cojones when you wanted to. They came in handy at times like this.

With red puffy eyes, Aone wiped his face and then nodded, making you melt.

“Well,” You took a shaky breath, sliding your own tears to the side before you left your heart out on the table for this man.

“Well, I’m not your friend, Aone.”

Aone visibly swallowed, his eyes welling up with tears again. He hated himself so much for crying like this.

“I-I know, not y-yet, bu-but I was hoping one day you’d-d—“ Mountain man didn’t even know what he wanted to say, he was dead.

“No. I’m not your friend.” You repeated yourself, watching a shiver run through Takanobu due to the chill in your voice and the intensity your eyes held.

You could sense that he wasnt getting where you were going with this play on words, so you cut to the chase. Hopefully he would get it after hearing what he had to say next, just like you did when he said these same words to you once in a bowling alley.

“The reason I can’t be your friend is because I like you so much more than a friend, Aone. You have no idea how much more.”

Aone shivered again, his beautiful lips separating because his jaw dropped slightly. He recognized his words on your lips now, you could tell. He was understanding how you felt now, so you continued anxiously:

“Everything about you drives me absolutely insane, Takanobu. Your spirit, your love, the way you are the only man I will ever love……even the way you can’t notice that your ex is still madly in love with you, and that she only came here tonight to cry over you alone but ran into someone, and even though she was dumb enough to break up with you.”

Aone’s jaw had just dropped wider as you spoke, his mind reeling.

You stepped in closer to where he was sitting in his car, closing the distance because you just couldn’t stand being any further from him anymore. You also wanted to whisper this next part. You wanted him to know that his confession to you was etched in your brain so much so that you could recite it in a moments notice, even if that said moment was full of pure emotional madness like right now.

“I’m not your friend, Aone.” You repeated once again. “I don’t want to be. I want to be everything else for you. Everything more. Takanobu, I have a confession to make.” You used both of your cold hands to cup his cheeks, his beautiful, red, stubble filled, wet cheeks.

“I love you. I love you, my Mountain Man. I love you more than I did yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that. I loved you on the Ferris wheel, and I loved you when you filmed my tryouts. I love you Right now, and I will forever. I will explain everything, I promise. But there has never been, nor will there ever be anyone else for me other than you, Aone-san.”

You giggled through your tears because Takanobu looked so confused but happy. It was an odd expression, but very cute. You continued,

“I know we get called Losties a lot which used to bother me, but you know what: maybe we are, but that’s besides the point—because all I know is that I used to hate being called that…. Until I met you.” You leaned in so that your foreheads were touching. “When I met you, Aone-san....... I stopped caring about being lost….... none of it mattered to me.......insofar as we were lost together. Together with you is the only way I want to go through life, Aone, so I’m sorry for hurting you. I’m sorry for letting my insecurities drive me and I’m sorry for possibly confessing to you when you have someone else. I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m—“

Mountain Man imitated your gesture of cupping your cheeks in his large hands, wiping away your tears like you did to him.

And then, without saying another word like he was good at—

He slid you into his lap sitting in the front seat, back in the same position he pulled you in the last time you two were at this theatre—

and then he kissed you.

It was a kiss so passionate that you gasped into it, needing him, needing him like a hiker needed their mountain. A kiss so passionate it l lasted for the remaining duration of the movie (no word of a lie) because you refused to let each other go—but most importantly: it was a kiss that made you realize that you and Mountain Man weren’t just two losties lost together like you mentioned a bit ago—no. Absolutely not. Actually, this kiss was so passionate it made you realize that you were really two losties that were lost in every aspect in life—minus one:

Because you two could never be lost when it came to your feelings for one another. Finding true love happened to be the only aspect of life that most people on this planet remained lost in, which happened to be the exact aspect of life where you and Aone have both been….

Found.

🐢

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A/N: That’s it! I am secretly here to let y’all know that there will be one more collection post next time I write, and that post will be the end of this losty series. I will cry when that time comes lmao but for now tysm for reading this marathon - I would loooove to hear your thoughts! I literally die when you guys comment or send me private messages reacting. It makes my whole day istg. Anyways, Wishing you all the best as always. See you next time. Xoxo

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niall-the-churchboy · 4 years

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Just Like Family pt2 ~ Harry Styles

In which he tries to understand her, but she doesn’t want to be understood.

Pt1 is here

Warnings: swearing

Word Count: 2200

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Harry had always thought Y/n was cool. She had a nice group of friends and was always sweet towards people, not to say she was incredibly intelligent in math. He was always happy when he had a reason to approach her, sometimes being that he needed to ask a certain question for an assignment or she was talking to his girlfriend--ex now-- anyhow talking to her made him happy.

But they weren’t friends, mostly because she would get really shy when talking to him--or any other boys he supposed-- and kept her head low preventing him from locking eyes with her. But he thought they were cool with each-other, when he smiled at her she would smile cheekily and then move her gaze away, something he though was friendly--I mean it was friendly. So why all of a sudden does she hated him so much?

He was sure something went off after his sister started dating Y/n’s brother, Harry was happy, meaning they could joke about it and maybe grow a bigger relationship. But no, oh how wrong he was. She became mean--no, not mean, but definitely more sour towards him. And he didn’t understand why, so he asked.

“Why do you hate me so much?”, the words came out easier than he though they would, he suspected it was because he had been overthinking it for days. He swang softly in the old swing, his feet hard on the grass. At first he didn’t dare to look at her and maintained his eyes glued to the night above them, but when she remained silent he turned to examine her.

She breathed out a huge lump of air and closed her eyelids for four quick second before speaking up. “I don’t-- I don’t hate you”, she then turned to look at him straight in the eye. Hers were slightly shining, the stars mirrored in her irises. “Then why do you act so indifferent towards me? I though we--”

“--I know I’ve been a bitch, it just hasn't been the best month. However you don’t deserve too be treated poorly by me, I’m really sorry Harry”, she explained with a sad frown on her head and Harry could tell she deeply regretted it.

He gave her a single nod before looking up the sky again, the inside lights of the house brightened slightly the patio and the voices of the adults where almost faint. It was just them.

“I though that now that our siblings are dating we could be friends”, Harry continued, “I always though you were cool.” Y/n snorts at his last words, and he stops short on his sentence.

“The Harry Styles himself is telling me I’m cool?”, she grinned at him triggering a warm feeling on his chest, “what shit did you drink?” He laughed with her noticing how her nouse would wrinkle, “what? What’s wrong with thinking you are cool?” They laughed for a few more second until Y/n quieted down, her cheeks slightly blushed as she turned away. “There’s nothing wrong, it’s just that--”

Harry waited for her to continue, memorising how she would bring her small hands together, sigh and lick her lips slightly. “I’ll probably sound stupid saying this and will regret it later, but--”, she sighed, “I find it funny because you’re mister cool, party king and everyone’s friend”, Y/n looked again at Harry, her cheeks still blushing, “people at school would pay for you to call them cool.”

His response is almost instant, “would you?” She kept looking at him and he swore he could see every though and emotion running through her head; confusion, embarrassment, even a bit of excitement. “Why...--why do you care what I think?”

“Because I think that you’re cool”, she laughed again at his response, her voice coming soft and almost sweet-like. She tugged her hair behind her ear and replied, “fine. If you think I’m sooo cool, I guess we can be friends.”

She hadn’t given a real response to his question, but he didn’t care as much, Y/n had opened up a tiny bit to him and that could have never meant more.

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Y/n was packing her things for the day, biting her lip slightly when she had to grab the heavy history book from her locker and throw it in her backpack. Tracy, who was scrolling through her phone as she waited for her friend to finish, glanced up as a funny smile crept on her face.

“Would you freak out if I told you Harry Styles is walking towards us?”, she asked Y/n. “What? Right now?”, Tracy nodded as Y/n tried to hide her face inside the locker. “Hey..., my mom just texted me... I have to leave, Bye!”, Tracy smiled evilly at her friend before leaving her side, “Hi Harry”, she said as she passed next to the green eyed. “Hi Tracy”.

“Wait Tracy--.”

“--Hi Y/n”, too late, Harry had already reached her side and Y/n was sure she could not bury her face inside the locker any further. “Hi”, she said softly turning around with a single sigh and closing her locker.

Why was Y/n so embarrassed all of a suden? The thing is, after what happened last Saturday night were they had agreed to be friends, Y/n’s feelings became even more stronger, and the ability she had somehow managed to obtain during the last two years had simply faded. Y/n was back at being all shy and mumbly when talking to Harry.

“Everything's good?”, she nodded, cheeks blushing at the though that he had asked her how she was feeling. Harry though she was cute. “Okay, so I was thinking..., you know how we are together on that math project?”, he began. How could she forget?, Tracy had laughed at her all day long after Y/n rushed to tell her what had happened and how she would be all awkward about it.

“Yeah I--, I recall”. Harry brushed to the side his hair, pleased to hear her voice, “wanna start now? I have football practice tomorrow and I believe my sister is at your house.”

Y/n zipped her backpack, hoisted it up her shoulders and ordered herself to just be chill. “Sure. However, we do have to walk home”, she didn't wait for Harry to answer and began walking out the school, attempting to hide a smile when she heard his heavy footsteps reach her side.

The walk home was only ten minutes they spent on silence, thankfully for them it wasn’t an awkward silence, more like the comforting one. Harry examined her all through the walk, eyeing carefully each detail; how she would slightly raise her feet when walking, the way her chest came up and down every time she breathed, how she would lick her lips every now and then and would secure her hand on the backpack’ straps. Y/n, on the other hand, never once realised, her head was too deep in her thoughts; what should they do once they reach her house?; do they eat a quick snack before beginning?; do they go to her room?; should she tell Mason Harry is home?

To Y/n’s luck, her mother was there to save the day. “Hi sweetheart-- Oh, hello Harry”, she greeted them when they entered the house. “Hello Mrs. Y/L/N. We are doing a math project”, Harry walked and stuck out his hand for her to shake it, Y/n’s mother laughed and hugged him. “Please, Harry. Call me Susan”, she said with a sweet smile, “Y/n go upstairs to your room, I’ll bring you guys some snacks”.

If you would have told Y/n about a month ago that Harry Styles would be in her room she wouldn’t have believed you, but surely enough there was Harry. He waited for Y/n to tell him that he could leave his backpack on the floor and then he started analysing. The room was girly, not something he had expected but it was nice, anyone could tell this was Y/n’s room.

Her queen bed was placed in the middle against one of the walls, its comforter was a soft --almost white-- tone of pink, with a fuzzy throw blanket and matching throw pillows. Opposite to her bed a big wooden bookshelf held tons of books, stuffed animals, boxes with bows and a picture frame or two. There was also a nice delicate white desk and what seemed like millions of pictures and photos sticked on the wall above it.

“I’m sorry it’s messy”, Y/n sat in her bed trying to keep her cool or else she would start mumbling again. However, her room wasn’t messy, not even approaching a similar synonym. Her room was delicate and organised and full of light. Harry felt good. Besides he could swear he smelt something close to flowers..., Jasmine maybe.

“What are you talking about?”, he laughed, “if this is messy then you wouldn’t dare to see my room”. She laughed too and that broke some of the tension.

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“Okay, break please”, Harry asked bringing both his hands to his face and falling on the carpet floor. Y/n laughed at him and placed the math equations aside gaining a smile from him. “I swear I don’t understand quadratics! It’s so messed up!”

Both Harry and Y/n were in math high, meaning that their class would always be a little more ahead of other from the same class year, however it also meant that a part of the class where juniors and Y/n was terrified of them.

“It’s not as hard, you just need to let it flow. You don't choose quadratics, quadratics choose you”, Y/n’s stomach flipped when a deep chuckle escaped from Harry’s lips, rosy, smooth lips. Y/n wondered how they would feel against hers.

“Hey, Y/n. Y/n”, Harry repeated shaking his hand in front of her face trying to gain her attention. “Sorry--”, she mumbled feeling her face grow hot. “All’s good, you just completely zoomed away. What was so interesting?”, he asked, his voice ringing with curiosity. Y/n tried to shake away the though of Harry’s lips, of Harry’s laugh, Harry’s eyes, god-- Harry altogether! But each time, she felt herself falling deeper, deeper in the green irises that eyed her carefully.

“Y/n? You are doing it again...” Why was everything about him so fucking intoxicating? It’s like he every single thing he did or say had Y/n falling on her knees and she hated that. Y/n was familiar with the feeling of a crush, in fact she had many crushes before she met Harry, but that was before she met Harry. Harry wasn’t just a crush, Y/n could swear she loved him. And she knew that sounded stupid because she didn’t believe in love at first sight or all those cheesy things, she always though that you had to get to know that certain person to love them, and she didn’t know much about Harry except that he was cool, he played football with his friends and was very friendly towards everyone. But then why did everything about him felt so captivating? So mind feeling?

At first it was just a nice appreciation towards his eyes, a little acceptance that he was in fact very handsome. But her feelings just seemed to escalate since the first day in the math classroom. She suffered for almost two years mumbling when talking with him, blushing uncontrollably when he caught her looking, but she had learn how to contain her feelings and keep them bottled up in the back of her head. However, now, him in her bedroom, everything was suddenly much intense. Maybe before too --she thought-- when her brother and his sister started dating, when he began talking to her more frequently in the hallways, that night in her patio when he said he wanted to be friends.

But it was so strong, her stomach flipping back and forth, her chest so hard she could have swore it was going to burst open, butterflies flying away. “Hey, are you okay?”, Harry was persistent, he needed to know if something was going on, little did he know it was him. Y/n glanced up, locking eyes with him again before muttering, “I think you need to go”.

“What?, I couldn’t hear you clearly”, her voice had been so out of breath that it made it nearly impossible for Harry to understand what she was saying. “I think you need to go”, she repeated bitting her lip. Harry was taken back, he certainly didn’t expect that, had he done or said something wrong? “Why? Is something wrong?” She shook her head almost immediately, too fast to believe her, “No, everything is okay. It’s just--. Like you said, I think it’s enough of quadratics for a day, we should finish it later”.

Everything was happening so quickly Harry didn’t know how to react, they had been lying on the floor a minute ago, laughing and enjoying each other's company, and suddenly she was standing up opening her door and gesturing for him to leave. He couldn’t think of something, to tell her that his sister was still here so he should wait for her, to ask her if she wanted to watch a movie, play a game or even just talk. Harry didn’t understand Y/n, and the way she acted it seemed she didn't want to be understood.

So he grabbed his things quickly and left, leaving a disorientate Y/n in her bedroom, too scared at her feelings and emotions.

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Okay! Part 3 is coming when I find time.... Anyways thank you all so much for 200 followers!!!!!!!!!!, it really means a lot to me and I hope you are all staying safe and having fun!! xx

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clearpixellove · 4 years

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Soft Snow Day

Okay I got the idea for this HC after I realized it was 6:30 am, I hadn’t slept and I was freezing my nobly knees off, so enjoy?

Karasuno Third Years With Their S/O On a Snow Day

Warnings: Fluff?

Notes: I really like this on so I hope it turns out well

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Daichi Sawamura

•okay but this mans waking up

•9 am? (Good sleep in)

•S/O snuggled up into him?

•frost on the window?

•Dream.

•his tonight heart would flutterrrr

•slowly stirring his partner awake

•pressing light kisses on their forehead, cheeks, closed eyelids

•just being soft and gentle with them

•getting up, getting dressed and making hot chocolate

•asking his S/O if they just wanted to curl up on the couch

•Movie marathon.

•preferably si-fi? I dunno, just the pew pew and snow snuggles works

•a shared blanket though he would end up just wrapping it around his S/O

•siting in his lap and slowly drifting off

•he would ask you a question and when you don’t answer he just knows

•picking them up and carrying them to bed

•lying them down and just about to leave but

•just, seeing them

•lying in bed, alone and giving the odd shiver made his heart swell

•,,maybe.. five minutes wouldn’t hurt..?”

•...

•,,okay yeah, 30 minutes sounds good”

•mental confirmation? 1000

•he ends up falling asleep with them snuggled into his chest, the happiest Cheshire smile on their face

•they both end up sleep past dinner and kinda exhausted? Like,,, they regret that nap

•not the cuddles tho-

•they were great

•10/10

•late dinner and just light reading, maybe a comedy channel running in the back on low volume

•best snow day honestly

Sugawara Koushi

•Boi was up and prepping for the day

•at like 8?

•wide awake and caffeinated

•his S/O tho?

•dead to the world

•knocked out asleep

•at least until snow was sprinkled on their face

•snowflake freckles

•Suga just above them, gloves on and holding a bit of snow

•,,Hello, my sweet sleeping angel~ wakey wakey, get dressed and come have breakfast!”

•angel smile but if they didn’t get out fast enough

•batta boom, on the floor

•he had a bag packed an waiting on the kitchen table with a new pair of gloves that matched his with a new scarf too

•not to plus breakfast

•some really anime shit

•slo-mo and shining

•fresh toast with eggs on top, a small bowl of soup, cup of tea

•perfect house wife he was

•After getting ready and eating, he was bouncing to get out and do some cute shit with his S/O

•walking down the streets, holding hands and playing with the snow every now and again

•if his S/O’s hands got cold, he would stop completely and breathe onto them, trying his best

•if that didn’t work, he was determined to hold your hand in his pocket

•,,Is that better love? I thought the gloves were heated or thermal...”

•he was prepared at usual

•he takes them ice skating

•he did kinda look like a baby deer at the start but got the hang of it

•if they weren’t experienced and nervous, hanging onto the rails, he would spend every second with them

•holding their hands and taking baby steps

•though if they were more experienced and confident, he would be so proud

•shed a tear for the beauty and grace

•walks through the park or getting a quick hot meal

•sharing food or ending up having a snowball fight

•it all ended with them on a park bench, laughing about their day before enjoying that cute and passionate lip lock to seal the deal

Asahi Azumane

•Oop shy boy

•might’ve been the first time sleeping over?

•maybe a surprise visit to Asahi

•it was definitely something new for the babe

•he was so timid

•,,Sooo.. Do you want Something to eat or drink..?”

•,,H-How about we bake something?”

•okay that’s works

•11 in the morning and trying to bake whilst rugged up with Azumane

•dancing around the kitchen to sweater weather and just having fun

•S/O covered in flour whilst he had batter on his nose and cheek

•sitting in front of the ocean whilst it cooked

•just relaxing on the floor

•rolling a ball back and forth between them

•scrolling through socials

•somehow ending with S/O lying on Asahi’s chest, cuddling and almost a sleep

•until smoke started to infect them house

•both jumping up, Asahi running around and trying to blow the smoke away from the alarms

•his S/O taking out the burnt cake and pouting

•once the panic was over, he just waddled over and gave them a cookie

•,,I made them a while ago.. for a present but I never gave them to you.. I hope you like them,”

•charmer

•sure they were a bit iffy, a little bit too hard and dry from them

•they still ate it tho

•it was a cookie from Asahi in a way to comfort them

•they’d eat a million

•ending up on the couch, not cuddling

•Just.. peacefully next to each other

•Asahi reading

•His S/O playing on their phone

•By the end of the night tho they were fast asleep and cuddled against one another

Kiyoko Shimizu

•she was so soft

•her S/O showing up at 10 in the morning

•carrying a bag full of movies, junk food and a Polaroid camera hanging from their neck

•speechless before giving a soft giggle

•,,You’re too cute, love. Come inside,”

•waking inside and getting comfy

•cooping up in her room and cuddling

•soft small kisses

•hand holding

•Polaroid photos

•Disney movies

•perfection

•The papers on Kiyoko’s desk worried her S/O tho

•,,Eh? Busy or stressed..?”

•Hecking confused before noticing they saw her work

•laughing a bit before pecking their cheek

•,,This is old review work and work for the guys, they're getting a bit distracted so I figured they needed a little bit more work,”

•such a worried babe

•getting glomped by her S/O

•blushing brightly as they called her adorable

•she just stayed quiet and snuggled then

•,,.. you’re the cute one...”

•watching more Disney movies and singing along contently

•Kiyoko actually fell asleep first

•her S/O got her all nice and tucked into bed

•getting in with her after cleaning up and cuddling her

•Kiyoko deserves the little spoon

•feeling warm arms around her midsection

•keeping her calm and giving her sweet dreams

•an amazing snow day

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rainbowshawn · 5 years

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anyway. i always imagine sneaky sight seeing with shawn. finding the hole in the wall cafes, small bars, walking around in those parks that have the trees on either side creating an aisle and almost a covering. it's his off day and he rlly just wants to spend it with you, so you guys are trying to be lowkey and he's got a tight grip on your hand in case you guys need to make a run for it and just lots of giggles and him tugging on you to keep up with his giraffe legs

(cont) OOH sitting at this french inspired cafe,and he's sitting across from you but he's got a hand holding your hand across the table and his legs outstretched so he can slot yours between his and with your other hand you're stuffing your face with choc croissants and all kinds of pastries, occasionally feeding him bites while he sips his coffee with his other hand. when you go to feed him, he'll playfully nibble on your fingertips or try to be seductive and lick at them and end up bursting w/laughter. his phone ringing while you guys are out and as he reaches for his phone you start pouting at him bc it was meant to be just you guys and no work. you know no one else calls him and as soon as he picks up, he'll probs leave you for a bit. he motions 1 second and he picks it up all whilst you still pout at him. you try to detangle your hand from his but his grip tightens and he gives you his own pout. once he's done with his call, he pulls your hand and your body shifts closer to the edge of your seat and he uses his other hand to tilt your chin to him. his thumb presses into your pout and he leans closer to give you a sweet kiss, "i love you" and as you try to sit properly again, he doesn't let you go, "say it back" he'll whine and keep pressing little kisses all over your face until you let out a laugh in his face, "i love you too" you whisper. and he's satisfied, giving you another big kiss and stealing a piece of your pastries, "hey!" and he kisses u just to shut u up and you can taste the sticky glaze on his lips and there's nothing in the world that felt better than that moment right there. he lets you go and now you're both flushed from the giggles, kisses and the morning sun shining through the cafe. he gets the pastry with the glaze to take home because why not, he remembers the blush on your cheeks after that kiss and it was a damn good pastry. you both leave the cafe and go on a walk about, seeing the different buildings and pointing out the different things you guys see. you take selfies in front of fountains and take note of the places you should stop by when you have more time or on your way back. he's sending some of these to the groupchat he has with his fam and his mum is asking whether you're both warm and how you guys are. not having a photographer follow him around so when he wants a photo of the two of you in front of this beautiful setting with the sun creating the perfect glow, he refuses your offer to take it for him, insisting that you MUST be by his side in it. your suggestion of a selfie goes unheard as he approaches an older couple and asks them to take a pic for him and his girl by the ledge overseeing the water. he walks back with the biggest shit eating grin bc "HA! in your face, we're going to take this couple photo" and he's opening his arms wide to engulf you. he stands by your side holding you sooo tightly to him as the woman takes your photo. he thanks them and he goes through the photos with you. he scrolls a little too far and you see he has a photo of you stuffing your face with a choc croissant from earlier with a bit of choc on your cheek and it isn't cute but he literally melts when he sees it and "my gosh, could you get any fkn cuter" while you're standing there unimpressed, arms crossed bc "wtf that's so embarrassing! you better had not sent this to your mum, shawn or i'll literally kill you!! deleTE IT RN! pls" his phone's back in his pocket and he grabs your face with a hand on either of your cheeks pulling you in for a kiss then squeezing your cheeks. that shut you up alright, second time he's got you a lil speechless. he grins cheekily and slides his hand down to grab your hand and is on his merry way. you walk around and he talks your ear off, occasionally swinging your entwined hands up and giving your knuckles a kiss and he's got heart eyes when you do the same to his.

OH WOW THIS MADE ME S O F T.

He’d be so preoccupied in making it feel normal for you. If he saw a group of people he thought would try to stop him, he’d drag you by your hand down some alternate path. Your giggles would fill the air as he tugged you along and you’d joyfully follow him anywhere. And sharing your food has just become routine for the two of you. You learned quickly that he was a human garbage disposal and he’d pick off your plate regardless of how much he ate themselves. Your chocolate muffins were anything but safe.

He knew the two of you needed a day to be just you. No distractions and no work. He felt so guilty as he picked up his phone, knowing your squinting look was just covering up your slight tinge of hurt in your chest. But when he pulled you in for a kiss after a call, you didn’t deny him. You never could.

and that extra pastry he brings home? he’d end up giving it to you when you had cramps the next morning in hopes of cheering you up. The taste of the pastry just made you think of the taste of his lips and that beautiful moment in the quaint, hole in the wall cafe. Your smile wouldn’t fade off your face for the rest of that morning.

And that picture!!! He’d even ask the lady to take a couple for you guys so it could be just right. She’d just chuckle lightly, telling you guys that you were ‘the definition of love’ while she snapped a few more of you and your cheeks would turn bright red, prompting him to press sweet little kisses to them.

Once he got his phone back his eyes would settle on that very picture; your arms wrapped around his waist as his hands hold your face to his lips. You’re giggling wildly in the photo, nose scrunched up and cheeks bright and rosy, and he couldn’t love you anymore. The golden sun lit the photo perfect, mimicking the warmth the two of you shared for each other. He’d be speechless for a moment as you looked at the photo, needing a moment to catch his breath.

“I cannot believe how lucky I got with you,” he’d huff, blinking his eyes in disbelief, “you make my heart stop, lovey.”

He’d kiss your head and you’d giggle as you watch his long fingers press a couple of buttons, setting the photo as his wallpaper.

“Mmm somebody is smitten,” you’d joke.

“Can’t help myself with a girl like you,”

And you were just as smitten with him. That is until you saw that godforsaken candid photo from the cafe. A groan would immediately tumble out of your mouth and your face would contort dramatically as you beg him to delete it. He’d just giggle and pull you in for another breathtaking kiss after whispering “you’re so beautiful and you don’t even know it” against your lips.

You two would continue on with your peaceful day, making the most of your version of “normal”. He’d be telling you all these stories, showing you all these different landmarks in the city he’d been to a million times, and crack his corny jokes and you’d just listen in amazement, beaming the whole time. You’d walked for a while, eventually ending up on a park bench together. You would be people watching in silence until you feel your phone vibrate in your pocket.

@shawnmendes tagged you in a photo.

Your eyes would flicker over to him, shooting him a confused look. Your face would light up as you see the picture the older woman took of you two earlier. You didn’t think your smile could get any bigger until you read the caption,

If this lasts forever I’ll be just fine.

You’d grab his face up and pull him in for a kiss so quickly, he’d flinch at the action. He’d relax into the kiss, immediately melting into your affection. Your lips would dance with his in another kiss that left him absolutely speechless.

“I love you,” you say, pressing little pecks to his lips.

His lips would be stuck in a loving, crooked smile and he’d just stare at you in wonder, eyes drooping from being love drunk. He’d be rendered speechless as he took your beauty in, feeling like his heart may burst at any moment.

You’d kiss his smiling lips with a bit more force, making a loud humming smooch against them, “say it back.”

He’d giggle at your mockery, snapping out of his daze and pulling you by your waist into his lap.

“I love you too. So much.”

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adolanables · 5 years

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INLFUENCED - PART 3 (GD)

A/N: Sorry again about the spacing I really don’t know why that’s happening... I’m on mobile bc my laptop is RIPed so no keep reading. Sorry !!!

The rest of your evening was spent wondering how badly you’d embarrassed yourself at the party, slowly losing the effects of the champagne. Honestly, you barely remembered anyone you’d met –your attention firmly on Grayson for most of the night. You were still a bit unsettled at all of the beautiful women he was constantly around –it was intimidating. He could have anyone he wanted –at least you thought so. Charlotte had made it pretty obvious that the twins’ skills with the ladies were a bit lack-luster. Something you actually appreciated. It wasn’t normal for 19 year olds to be absolute gods with dating or anything related.

You smiled softly to yourself as you washed the remaining makeup off of your face in your sink. He was so painfully awkward trying to flirt with you. Maybe he just hadn’t been as into you the first few times he met you, because tonight was the first time you noticed how BAD it was.

*sorry again about the cupcake : (*

Your phone lit up with a message from the man of the hour, a small giggle leaving your lips.*sorry for getting drunk : )* you shot back, letting him know the cupcake really wasn’t a concern.

*the drunk giggles are pretty cute*

His message made your face turn red and you were very grateful you weren’t anywhere near Charlotte.

—-

The next few days were relatively boring compared to the exciting Saturday evening you’d had. Grayson had texted you into the wee hours of the morning, quizzing you about everything under the sun. He claimed he wanted to know all of your answers to the world’s most important questions.

You only had class two days a week; Monday and Tuesday. The rest of the week was free for you to do homework, relax, and do some occasional free-lance reporting or journaling work. This week it just happened to be the first football game of the season for UCLA –your favorite season of the year. Professor Martin had given you the opportunity to be on the sidelines for the first half of the game and you were unbearably excited.

“Are you going to come up into the stands after half-time?” Charlotte questioned you as she tied her hair up into a ponytail, grabbing a baby blue ribbon to tie around the band.

“Duh.” You rolled your eyes at her, a bit jealous she was able to attend the game in a pair of denim shorts and a jersey.

Due to the possibility of being on camera, your professor had insisted you and the other student dress very professionally. “Stop doubting your outfit, Y/N. You look killer.” Charlotte assured you, noticing you stare just a bit too long at yourself in the full-length mirror in the living room.

Her comment made you feel at least a little better. You were wearing a pair of baby blue pumps, skin-tight leather pants and a tight white blouse with frills on the front. Your hair was beautifully curled, falling down your back smoothly. You liked your outfit, but you hadn’t been this dressed up in public –ever.

—-

“Great job you two!” Professor Martin grinned at you and Mike –the other student who had been selected to participate on the sidelines. “Feel free to head up into the stands!”

You handed your media pass to the professor and headed up towards the student section. The experience had been great –a little less thrilling than you’d expected, but you had taken a few photos and gotten some good notes for an article you could write up next week.

“Y/N!” Charlotte’s voice sounded over the crowd, the student section calm for the time being as the game wasn’t going on currently. Her little blonde head popped up, shooting you a smile and you grinned back at her, heading towards where she was sitting.“Hey lady, you looked good out there!” Charlotte hugged you as you sat down next to her, the smell of beer and popcorn overwhelming you.

“Thanks, Char.” You grinned, glancing around at the crew she was sitting with. The usual gang all said hi and your friend Wes sat down on the other side of you, his arm wrapping around your shoulders and pulling you in for a hug.

“Long time no see Y/L/N.” He smiled down at you, his arm falling off your shoulders and resting behind your lower back. “You look great!”

“Thanks, Wes.” You smiled softly, leaning into him to rest your pained back.

Admittedly, you and Wes had tried out being more than just friends –more than a few times. It never got past some intense make outs, the forced dates were awkward and uncomfortable. There were never any hard feelings, always having a soft spot for each other. If Wes was somewhere, you were bound to be by his side, a bit of a comfort blanket for you in any situation. Soon, the second half started and the entire section stood back up, a groan escaping your mouth as your feet ached from the tall heels. Wes’s long arm wrapped around your waist, hiking you up into his side a bit to take some pressure off your feet.

“Thanks Weswey.” You smiled up at him, his head shaking in embarrassment as you called him his nickname.

——-

At the end of the fourth quarter, the group of you decided to head out seeing the Bruins were up by a healthy margin. You followed Charlotte out of the stadium, Wes and a few of your other friends close behind. A wince escaped your mouth as you nearly twisted your ankle.

“Get on.” Wes rolled his eyes, crouching down in front of you –willing you to get on his back.

You were not going to argue, slipping your heels off into your left hand and hopping up onto his back, your free arm tightening around his shoulders.

The group of you made it about halfway to the parking lot before you heard Charlotte’s friendly voice shriek “Oh hey!”

You didn’t bother to lift your head from Wes’s neck,extremely tired and just ready to be home.

“Y/N.” A familiar voice spoke your name and you shot your head up, your face losing all color as your eyes connected with Grayson’s.

“Grayson, hey!” You smiled at him, hoping to defer any discomfort in the very uncomfortable situation. Charlotte’s eyes were wide and panicked behind you, desperately trying to find a way to help you. “Were you at the game?”

“Uh, yeah –I texted you at halftime.” He furrowed his brow, digging his hands into his pockets. You wanted to hop off of Wes’s back so badly and explain he was just trying to help your poor feet. Ethan and a crew of guys stood behind Charlotte, a look of discontent on Ethan’s face made your stomach flip.

“Oh, sorry, I haven’t checked my phone.” You laughed, wiggling your heels in the air. “Nearly broke my ankle so just needed a ride.”

Grayson squinted at you, still really confused why you were monkeyed onto some guy’s back. You understood why he was upset, but at the same time it wasn’t like you two were dating or anything. You had barely heard from him all week.

“Ah, well –good to see you.” He nodded, backing away from you, towards Ethan. “You too Charlotte.” He smiled down at your small friend, turning on his heel to stand beside Ethan who patted his brother's back assuringly.

“Fuck, Y/N. I should’ve warned you or something.” Charlotte groaned, the group continuing your walk to the parking lot.

“Who was that guy?” Wes questioned beneath you, his lanky legs blurring in your vision. Truly, you wanted to just fall off his back and curl up in a ball and die.

“Someone tripping over his feet for our sweet baby angel Y/N.” Charlotte teased, unlocking her car from a few feet away. Wes set you down and let you slide into the passenger seat, his arms wrapping around you for a quick hug.

“Well, I’m sorry if I caused any problem...” He apologized, his face sinking slightly.

“Don’t apologize Wes, thank you for carrying me –I'll see you soon!” You grinned up at him, shutting the door and sinking into Charlotte’s seat. A frustrated groan leaving your lips as she started to pull out of her parking spot.

—--

“Y/N you have to text him.” Charlotte nudged your knee with her socked foot, pausing the episode of Grey’s Anatomy on the TV. You looked at her and rolled your eyes, throwing your head back on the couch to let out a groan. “You probably hurt his feelings sooo much, you have to at least say something. It’s been an entire week.”

“He probably wants nothing to do with me, Char.” You sighed, staring up at the ceiling. You had typed out a million messages to send Grayson after the game that day, but none of them could express what you wanted to say just right. He hadn’t reached out to you –understandably. For the first time in your life, you found yourself obsessively checking Instagram to see if he had pulled the trigger and unfollowed you. Surprisingly, he hadn’t yet, but you figured it would be coming soon…

“Well you can find out -” Charlotte snatched your phone out of your hand and shoved it in your face. “TEXT. HIM.”

“Ugh, FINE!” You screamed, throwing your hands up in frustration before gripping the phone and going to Grayson’s message thread. Geez, you really had no idea what to say –not only did you need to apologize for the Wes situation, but now you needed to apologize for how long it took you to say anything. Charlotte eyed you out of the side of her eye, pressing play on the TV, but making sure you actually followed through. About fifteen attempts later, you finally pressed send.

*Hey... I’m really sorry it took me this long to say something, but I really want to explain what happened last weekend.*

He responded rather quickly, making Charlotte smirk at you –like she knew he was just waiting to hear from you.

*Yeah I’d like to hear that explanation...*

A simple response, but enough to make you feel uneasy.*Can I call? It’s a lot to type out..*

The absolute last thing you wanted to do was stumble over your apology on a phone call, but you were having such a hard time finding the words to send to him in a text message.

*How about I come by? Be there in an hour?*

“Charlotte, he’s coming HERE-” You shrieked, burying your head into the pillow next to you. “I just wanted a phone call!”

“Looks like I’ll be spending the rest of the evening in my room...” She giggled, standing upto gather her things. “Be NICE, Y/N.”

—-

“Hey.” Grayson’s voice was quiet and deep as he stood on your front porch. Hands tucked deep into the pockets of his gray sweatpants, a simple white t-shirt clinging to his upper body. His hair was a bit damp -like he had just showered.

“Hi.” You muttered, stepping back from the door so he could step inside. Your socked feet lead him into your small bedroom, a small smile played on his lips as he looked around at your space.

“Cute posters.” He teased, nodding towards the decades old Jonas Brothers’ posters accompanied by new and improved ones. He sunk down onto the edge of your bed, kicking his shoes off and getting himself comfortable.“So...”

The nerves were racking your body, finding it extremely difficult to speak. The Bruins hoodie you wore just barely covered your upper thighs, a pair of Nike spandex shorts on underneath. “Last weekend.” You brought up the dreaded topic and sat down next to him on the edge of the bed.

“Yea... last weekend.” He glanced over at you, his brow furrowing in thought. “I’m sorry I made that so awkward.”

You shook your head, staring down at your hands. “Wes is just a friend –honestly –I just didn’t know how to explain that to you when I was glued to his back...”

“It didn’t really look like you two were just friends?” He turned to face you a little more directly, his jaw clenching and unclenching with every breath.

“Long-term best friends.” You assured him, pulling your knees to your chest. Yes, you were lying a little bit, but trying to explain to Grayson that you’d ever been more with Wes didn’t seem like a good idea for the current moment. “I didn’t text sooner because I didn’t know what to say... you seemed really upset with me.”

“Well... yeah.” He rolled his eyes at you, inching away from you slightly –he was clearly still irritated. “That’s my bad though, I think I just got a little ahead of myself.”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s not like we are dating or anything.” He shrugged, connecting his hazel eyes to your y/e/c ones. “We’re just friends too. I shouldn’t have gotten jealous.” His voice was cold and serious, it sent chills down your spine. For a moment, you felt your face fall –showing your emotion. Quickly, you pulled the corners of your mouth up into a small smile, hopeful Grayson didn’t see the quick falter.

“Right -yea.” You nodded at him confidently. He smiled at you widely, his eyes crinkling up in amusement as he patted his knees, standing up off your bed. Honestly, you were confused. Why had he driven all the way here to just... tell you that you two were just friends?

“Well, now that we got that worked out...” he stood up and slipped his shoes back on, his hands tucked back into his pockets. “I’m gonna head out.” He wasn’t making eye contact with you, but you weren’t really sure what to say. You almost felt as if he was being... mean to you?

“Oh, um –yeah.” You muttered awkwardly, standing up next to him, nearly jogging behind him down the hallway. “Bye?”

He stepped out the door and waved behind his back quickly, sliding in his car and taking off. Scattered thoughts flew across your mind as he drove away. What had just happened? Honestly, in the short few weeks you’d known this guy it was like you’d met three different versions of him. Nice, cookie-cutter, standard Youtube boy you expected. Shy, painfully awkward, expected 19 year old. Then this one –mean, cold, and sarcastic definitely unexpected. You shook your head, heading back towards your room.

As you laid down for the night, your fingers quickly tapped your phone screen –a nightly habit you were slowly forming. As you clicked on your list of followers and searched Grayson’s name, you couldn’t help the tears welling up in your eyes as you realized he no longer followed you. Angrily, you went to his page and unfollowed him, not wanting him to have the satisfaction of you being another fangirl.

——-

“He isn’t going to be there, Y/N.” Charlotte assured you, rummaging through your closet to find you a cute outfit for the night. “He was at ONE party.”

“But what if he is?!”You groaned, still tucked firmly under your covers –convinced you were not going to this massive party.

“Well, then you’re gonna look good as hell so he regrets how he treated you!” Charlotte tossed a few pieces of clothing at you and pointed towards your bathroom. “Get dressed –it's almost 9!”

As Charlotte did your hair and makeup, you tried to calm down the nerves racing through your body. After you unfollowed Grayson, you hadn’t heard from him –not that you expected to. He was active on Instagram, posting stories daily, but you resisted watching them. Honestly, you were still pissed off. You had taken down the picture he took of you and made your Instagram private again. At one point this week you had even deleted the app off your phone.

——

Your tall black wedges clicked on the pavement as you walked arm in arm with Charlotte towards the large house. She had curled your hair, pinning a few pieces back from your face. The black leather shorts and long-sleeved white body suit showed off all of your curves and accentuated your skin-tone. As much as you hoped Grayson wasn’t anywhere near this party, part of you wished he would be, so you could ignore him and show him what he’s missing.

——-

“Woah, woah, Y/N -slow down.” Charlotte hissed as you downed your sixth shot of the night. You could feel the effects already, but at this point you really didn’t' want to feel anything.

As soon as you walked into the party you immediately made eye contact with Grayson –you knew he saw the startled look in your eyes when he leaned over to whisper to his brother, a laugh falling from his lips. Since then, you and Charlotte had been in the kitchen playing a game with a few others –you were losing on purpose so you could drink as much as possible.

“Come on, grumpy –let's dance.” You yanked Charlotte behind you, heading back into the main room where you knew Grayson was. Your body intertwined with Charlotte’s the two of you slowly moving your bodies back and forth to the song blaring through the house. The euphoria of feeling slightly out of your mind and dancing to a loud song soon hit you, all thoughts of Grayson leaving your mind.

—-

“There’s no way in hell I’m jumping in the pool.” Charlotte backed away from the group of you playing truth or dare –shaking her head vigorously. Most of the party had moved outside as it was getting a bit too steamy in the confined space. You and about ten other people were playing truth or dare and Charlotte had just been dared to jump into the pool.

At this point you weren’t really sure how much you had had to drink –watching Grayson talk to a beautiful blonde girl in the corner had made you take at least 6 more shots. She was exactly the type of girl you had pictured him with, so you were trying your best to not be able to remember any of this tomorrow. Charlotte continued screeching about how unfair this dare was for a few seconds before her small body was suddenly being shoved into the illuminated pool by a red-headed guy in a snapback.

“What is wrong with you?” You shouted at him, looking frantically at the pool as Charlotte thankfully had resurfaced. Her eyes were shooting daggers at the kid who thought this was the funniest thing he had ever seen.

As you leaned down to help her out of the pool, the jerk placed his hands on your upper back firmly and shoved. Soon your entire body was engulfed by cool water, anger raging through you as you swam up to the top and gripped the edge of the pool next to Charlotte.

“Dude, what the hell?” A familiar voice sounded from the other side of the pool, his jaw was locked, eyes glued to the red-head. Ethan stood next to him, fists clenched as he followed his younger brother around the edge of the pool. Soon they were standing face to face with the red-head –both more than a few inches taller than him.

“You think that’s funny? Harassing women?”

“It was a joke man, relax.” The kid held his hands up in defense, scurrying away quickly before either of them had a chance to act further. While this was happening, Charlotte had managed to pull herself out of the pool, her small black dress clinging to her body, but mostly unharmed. As she held her hand out to help you, you shook your head at her, motioning down to your soaked –now see-through –white body-suit. She gasped, burying her face in her hands as she realized you weren’t wearing a bra either. Grayson soon turned his attention to the two soaked women next to him –Charlotte crouched down next to you.

He furrowed his brow at you, motioning around with his hand -“Y/N get out of the pool?” Ethan stood behind his brother, making sure the rest of the party went back to their business.

“She can’t.” Charlotte glared up at him.

“And why can’t she?” Grayson shot back at her, frustration evident in his voice.

“My shirt is seeee through.” You rolled your eyes at him, the liquid courage making your words a little slower and your confidence sky-rocket.

Honestly at this point you really would have just gotten out of the pool, not really caring that you were practically naked. Thankfully, Charlotte knew this and was holding your shoulder down in the water so you couldn’t hop out.

“Oh.” Grayson muttered, his eyes going straight to the ground –clearly unsure what to do.

“Here.” Ethan spoke up behind him, stepping forward to hand Charlotte his denim jacket that was once on his shoulders. Charlotte grinned up at him softly as the two boys stepped away, turning their backs to you as Charlotte helped you out of the pool and wrapped the jacket around you –successfully covering you up.

“Thank you.” You shouted at Ethan, making them both turn around to look at you. Charlotte was busy untying your shoes as they walked back over to where you stood. Ethan just nodded at you, as if he would have given the clothes off his back for anyone.

“Yea thanks.” Charlotte confirmed, standing up next to you –a firm arm around your waist as she noticed your unsteadiness. “We should probably head home... come on Y/N.”

She attempted to tug you along with her towards the back gate, but you stomped your bare feet into the grass. “No, wait!” You slurred, pointing a finger at Grayson. “Why Grayson?”

“Why?” He shot at you, confused.

“Why’d you lead me on –when you know you don’t like girls like me –why?” Your voice trailed off at the end of your rant, your confidence faltering and lower lip trembling as he looked at you incredulously. Never in your life would you have yelled at a man like this - drunk or not.

“What are you talking about?” He spoke quietly, his voice deep and serious. Ethan stood facing away from the three of you, truly minding his business until he was needed. “I didn’t lead you on, Y/N.”

You felt your lower lip tremble more aggressively, tears welling up in your eyes and spilling onto your cheeks as Charlotte comfortingly gripped your wrist. Sobs escaped your lips and even drunk you knew how much you were embarrassing yourself.

“Bye guys...” Charlotte muttered, tugging you along with her –you fully complying this time as Grayson watched you walk away sobbing, not stopping you once.

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I have read so many headcanons lately and I got this idea and I couldn’t get it out of my head, so I wrote it. If anyone ever read it I hope you enjoy!

It’s really long (5 435 words)

Having a one night stand with MC before RFA

Zen

- You were both in bar

- He was celebrating getting a new role, and you was trying to forget about breaking up with your boyfriend. It’s not like you didn’t expect it, this relationship died months ago, but still, you were sad

- Your friends were trying to cheer you up and make you forget about everything

- You got drunk, what was unusual for you.

- You could walk, obviously, but you became much more bold and happy

- Zen wasn’t exactly sober either

- You met each other on the dance floor

- He was handsome and you was cute, so nothing wrong with a dance or two, right?

- That what you thought

- But then you started kissing and touching

- You lived near so you just went to your place

- Your clothes disappeared in a second

- Passionate kisses, which tasted like beer and cigarettes

- You needed to forget your ex and he… he didn’t have girlfriend for some time, so he enjoyed it as long as he could

- For a second you thought you were just using him. For a second he thought it could be bad for his career

- But you needed some relax and you were both adults, so why not?

- And soon you were too busy with each other to think anything rational and logical

- You didn’t know if it was so good because you were drunk or not, but it was great

- Until next morning

- He got up first and saw you. Naked. Hugging his chest

- OMG how could he? He felt terrible. In fact he thought he never felt worse in his whole life

- Not only because you could tell press and ruin his career. It was the last thing that was bothering him at that moment, because he felt like he would totally deserve it

- He used drunk girl because he wanted sex, and that was just unacceptable

- He dressed up quickly and ran away

- When he was on his motorcycle he realized he just made things worse

- You would wake up and saw that he escaped

- He was afraid what you are going to think about him. Things like “Guess I’m just another one” or “What did I expected of a boy like him?”

- What’s more… he had a huge moral hangover. First he slept with drunk girl and then he left her without a word. He always thought that guys who do that kind of things are the worst kind of men and here he was! Doing exactly that!

- But it was too late to turn back then

- When you woke up and saw that he was gone… omg

- It was so not your style

- Just because you were sad and lonely it didn’t mean you could do something like that

- You needed to take a shower and something for your hangover

- And maybe call your friend. You needed moral support. Wine wouldn’t be bad too, to be honest

- You didn’t expected to meet him again, and so did he. After all who expects to meet person who under normal circumstances would be another stranger from the club? You didn’t even remember your names, let alone phone numbers

- But three weeks after this… incident, you got this creepy messages and enter RFA

- You recognized him

- OH. MY.GOD.

- Calm down… he probably doesn’t remember you

- Well… you remembered every, ehem, aspect of him. The memory of your night together hit you again

- But on the chat he was so charming, and sweet, and lovely, and… wait, were you falling in love with this guy? Apparently yes. Even though it sounds like a story from a really bad romance book

- When you visited his house you were almost sure he didn’t remember, but you were so nervous

- What if he does? What if he would think you’re… that type of girl? Or worse, he would think you fall for him just because of his looks and sex you guys had? Or…

- He opened the door, and girl… his look

- He remembered

- “Can I come in?” you asked after an awkward second of silence

- You were blushing so hard. And so was he, but you didn’t notice it at all

- He thought this couldn’t have been happening

- Are you and this girl from that night the same person? After all the things he told you on chat… like “I would never hurt a girl”… You must have thought he was lying…

- “Zen, about that night…” you started, but he stopped you

- “I’m so sorry, MC! I… it’s not like I do it often and I.. omg, MC, please don’t think I’m just a fuckboy and… I was drunk, oh it doesn’t justify me at all, right? It’s not like I… I respect women, you know! And… I’m sorry, that morning, I just ran away, and… MC…” he started to explain but then you just smile. It was an awkward smile, but you thought he was cute when he was embarrassed

- “Zen. I’m not mad. I was more worried that you will think that I’m… that kind of girl… you know, that I’m doing this things with men I just met…”

- “Baby, I would never! It was my fault, you were drunk and…”

- “So were you” you just smiled, not that awkward this time “Let’s just not talk about it, okay? Right now we should be worried about your leg…”

- He couldn’t care about his leg less at that moment

- He asked million times more if you were really okay

- “I am Zenny! But if you want to compensate that to me I would be more than happy”

- Well, that much he could give you. No problem, princess

- And he promised that he will never run away again

Yoosung

- He would like to be playing LOLOL right now

- Parties weren’t exactly his cup of tea

- But it was his roommate party. He was celebrating first anniversary with his girlfriend, what gave Yoosung even worse mood

- It’s not like he doesn’t like his girlfriend, she was cool but… why does his roommate, who is a gamer, have a girlfriend, and he doesn’t? Is something wrong with him?

- Yeah, he was in terrible mood

- Maybe that’s why he was drinking so much. He wasn’t used to this much booze (as was said he didn’t party often) so it quickly got into his head

- Then he saw you. You were a friend of celebrating girl and you weren’t in the best mood either. You just fail your test and you had a big fight with your boyfriend, so it wasn’t the best day for a party

- But she was your best friend and you couldn’t say no

- So you decided to get wasted. It was a terrible way to solve your problems but what else can do girl with crappy mood on a party?

- So you drank much more than usually and your world started to spin a little…

- That’s why you were dancing alarmingly close to some blond guy and saw nothing wrong with it

- Nor you nor Yoosung remember the moment you started kissing. Or how did you get into his bedroom

- Maybe you should have been thinking about your boyfriend, but you were too drunk. All you could think about was how good was a guy next to you

- And he… he was just thinking that finally it was his time. You can’t blame him, he just wanted to have some fun. For the first time he was feeling that he wasn’t a loser. After all not any guy could sleep with girl this beautiful, right?

- Next day Yoosung woke up with terrible headache, some holes in his memory and a girl next to him. A girl with NO BRA OR PANTS on her. Yes, he checked that, but only to be sure!

- This boy is so shocked and terrified

- It was his first one night stand. OMG, it was his first time in general

- He always thought his first time will be with someone he love, after some time together, really romantic with candles and all of this stuff… not at a party, drunk with a random girl. He didn’t even know your name!

- What he was supposed to do now? Should he offered you a breakfast? Or a walk to your house? SHOULD HE ASKED YOU YOUR NAME? How does it work?

- And then his roommate came in. He looked at Yoosung and then at you

- “DUDE! I can’t believe you’ve done it! You finally got laid, congrats bro!” he told Yoosung. But he didn’t feel like he did something to be congratulated about. He felt like he took advantage of a drunk girl, and that felt terrible. His roommate went out to give you two “some privacy” as he called it.

- And Yoosung started wondering what the hell is he supposed to do now. He was so confused and scared

- So when he saw you were waking up he just pretended he was asleep

- “Congrats, Yoosung, like a coward. Am I supposed to take responsibility? WHAT IF SHE IS PREGNANT NOW?” million questions came to his head, but he didn’t move, when you pick yourself up

- You looked around and oh boy. What have you done? You seem calm when you were picking up your clothes but inside you were freaking out. You could throw your relationship to trash right now. Not to mention your reputation if he would talk about it everywhere. He didn’t seem like that kind of guy, but you weren’t looking like a one stand girl, and there you were

- You tried to leave quickly and quietly, but your friend’s boyfriend saw you and said “Hi”. So embarrassed… You almost run away out of here

- You didn’t expect to ever see each other again

- Yoosung was thinking about asking his roommate about you for some time but he had to admit it – he wouldn’t have enough courage to call you or talk to you about it. So he just left it as it was

- And you were too busy with breaking up with your boyfriend.

- So when you enter this mysterious chatroom and saw the photo of the guy you slept with… you just wanted to run away. Again

- But you’ve learned that he was kind and cute boy. And eventually you felt like he is the right guy for you

- But you were scared what he would think about you when he found out

- When you finally met on the RFA party… yeah, maybe his eye was hurt but he recognized you. And he felt sooo guilty!

- After the party he was trying to apologize to you. But you wanted to do the same. It turned out awkward. And funny in some way

- “You’re not angry that I left your place without the word?” you asked

- “And you’re not angry that I pretended I was asleep?” he asked you

- “Wait… you were awake?!”

- “Never mind!” he turned into a blush mess

- Of course you weren’t angry at each other. Okay, you were a little, but you couldn’t be mad at this sweet boy for long!

- And Yoosung’s dream came to life. He had his first time with someone he truly loved. Only… too soon

- But don’t worry. Your second time was much more romantic. Just as he planed

- Are you sure you didn’t get pregnant that night?

- Yoosung, please

Saeyoung

- What was he even doing here?

- Oh, yes. It was just a shitty day. The mission went not really good and he just wanted to stay away from his house. And angry Vanderwood. And his boss. Well… they wouldn’t look for him in the place like that, right?

- Maybe. But if he doesn’t order anything with alcohol he will stand out.

- So he was just drinking some whiskey and trying to forget everything that happened

- Okay, maybe not just some whiskey

- But he wasn’t drunk. No, he? He would never get drunk… or would he?

- When he was thinking about if he was drunk or not you sat next to him and ordered something

- It was a shitty day for you too. Your parents was nagging you about your relationships or more about lack of them. What’s more your best friend agreed with them, what pissed you off

- Nothing like getting wasted at the moment like this, right? Just to forget everything…

- Plus, the guy next to you was really handsome, so nice company!

- “What a day, huh?” he asked you. Why? Oh, who cares? You looked like you wouldn’t remember this conversation anyway

- “Yeah, terrible. Things could be better, they could always be worse, you know what I mean?” Why the hell did you quote “Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer”? Oh… maybe this three drinks next to you were the answer…

- But he laughed. Probably thanks to alcohol, since it wasn’t even funny, but he thought it was adorable

- “For example… you could be locked in a space station with no water, food and cats” he said

- “Yes, that would be terrible” you laughed

- You two talked for some time, but you forgot about what… to be honest you forget what happened next.

- In the morning Seven opened his eyes and felt awful headache. He shouldn’t have drunk so much… then he realized he was in some unknown place. That was alarming.

- The girl lying next to him with NO CLOTHES was even more alarming.

- He tried to remember something from last night. He didn’t remember how you get here, but it was your apartment apparently. And he remember you screaming “Faster!” and the taste of your lips and… Oh my sweet baby Jesus.

- What have he done?! How could he drank so much he forgot about his job? If anyone saw you together… he put your life in danger the moment he came into this apartment. What was he even thinking?! Very dumb for a genius

- Okay, first thing first. The dressed up quickly (how did his pants end up on your lamp?) and left your place immediately

- “I expected more from you Saeyoung” he told himself

- “Yeah, me too”

- After some time you woke up too.

- You would have thought nothing happened if you didn’t feel intense pain in your private parts the moment you tried to stand up

- Then you remembered. Well at least some parts. Like his touch on your skin and throwing away your clothes and the feeling of ecstasy… Fuck!

- What were you supposed to do? You found it difficult to go to kitchen for some medicines or water. Should you call someone? And what? “Oh, my best friend, I know I argued with you yesterday, but can you come over? I kind of had sex with this random stranger in bar and now I can’t stand up because he was so rough. No, I don’t know his name, but he apparently like cats and space.”

- It doesn’t sound great, does it?

- But the worst part wasn’t physical pain

- It was that… you felt like a slut

- Sleeping with a guy you didn’t even know name of?

- Yeah, you didn’t get out of the bed that day. And yes, you had to call your best friend not to die out of starvation

- You tried to forget about it and this weird messages you got a couple days after it effectively distracted you

- Also, living in someone else’s apartment was nice too

- But guess for who it wasn’t so convenient?

- Yeah, for this funny hacker, who always made you laugh

- When he first saw you in Rika’s apartment he spat Ph.D Pepper all over his keyboard

- How the fuck did you found him? He was almost sure he didn’t give you any information about himself

- He was quite relieved when it turned out you weren’t looking for him, but he was still nervous

- As you weren’t in enough danger already…

- But… you were cute! And you got his jokes! He thought you were laughing that night because of alcohol, but you looked sober on the chat. And you were so caring and beautiful…

- He caught himself looking at you on CCTV

- Wait, was he falling in love in you?!

- “I thought we talked about it. You shouldn’t put her in even more danger!”

- But what could he do? Maybe look for a therapy he was talking to himself too often

- When he came to apartment you were shocked. He didn’t send any selfies (apart from cosplay one’s) so you had no idea

- And when he treated you coldly and told you not to touch him… you just thought “He thinks I’m a slut. And I can’t even blame him…”

- You just tried to stay away from him just as he wanted

- But after you saved his brother, when he finally started to show his real feelings to you. He asked if you love him the way he does

- You just started crying. Of course you do! You’ve always loved him, but… he didn’t really mean it, right? How could he love such a slut?

- He was puzzled and asked you why were you crying. You didn’t feel the same? Were you mad at him?

- “It just… I know you think I’m a whore because of that night and I’m so sorry and…I love you so much… please don’t leave me…” you couldn’t say more because you were sobbing so much

- He felt so bad. That’s what you thought when he was pushing you away? That he thinks you’re… easy?

- “MC… I would never think you’re a whore. You’re the most beautiful and precious girl in this entire cosmos, and I love you so much that I wouldn’t even mind being lock in locked in a space station with no water, food and cats if I was with you there”

- That was the most romantic thing you have ever heard

- “We would die, you know that?” you laughed through tears

- “With you? I have no problem with that. But let’s live a little before, okay?”. You agreed completely

- “ Saeyoung?”

- “Yes, honey?”

- “Do you remember what’s happened that night”

- “Not really. But if you want we can try to repeat it”

- Well, how could you say no to the man of your dreams?

Jaehee

- Jaehee was done

- If she heard word “cats” one more time she would murder someone

- Mr. Han seem like a good target

- That’s why her friend persuaded her to come to the club with her

- It wasn’t exactly normal for Jaehee to be in a place like that, but it didn’t seem like a bad idea

- She was told to “chill out” a bit so she was trying to do so. Even though she doesn’t usually drink something that is not coffee she ordered herself the first drink from the list

- “Hi, how are you?” she heard next to her. She looked at you

- You were smiling. Your day was pretty good so far since it was your birthday!

- You would prefer a small party in a garden but your friends persuaded you to do something more… fun this time

- Well, you didn’t have anything against clubs so it was a nice change

- Jaehee felt something like… a good energy from you? Like, you was so relaxed and calm. Nothing like her at that moment.

- “Not the best but I will live” she answer with a little smile. She couldn’t help herself, your smile was infectious “And you?”

- “Good, thank for asking” you looked at her while drinking your drink “You don’t come to places like that often, right?”

- “Is it that obvious?” she laughed. Yes, maybe ordering this drink really helped her to relax. Or maybe it was you?

- “You just look… uptight a little. Like you are going to some business meeting in five minutes” you sipped your drink

- Did she really looked like that? That’s a little embarrassing

- “I’m sorry” she said

- “No need to be sorry! If you want I can introduce you to some people and we can have some fun!”

- “Why not? I came here to do so after all…”

- She agreed and surprisingly after some alcohol she started enjoying herself

- She even took part in drinking competition! Even though she knew she had no chance with your friends

- And what’s more she started liking you. You were like a sunshine in this club. Always smiling and making sure everyone was having fun

- However after this drinking competition you seem a little… tipsy

- Well, she wasn’t feeling exactly sober either

- To be honest after one more drink her memory became blurry…

- Next thing she remembered was waking up in a really nice room

- Unfortunately it wasn’t her room

- It wasn’t even her house!

- Where was she?

- And why are you here too…? And why are your clothes everywhere but not on you…?

- She wasn’t stupid and quickly add two to two

- Well, she couldn’t say she was inexperienced but that was the first time she had ever slept with someone she knew for a couple of hours

- On one hand she felt like she should stay and talk to you. On the other – this talk would be so awkward and it would change nothing

- She was thinking what to do while dressing up

- In the end she just left you a note and came back home to prepare to work

- And maybe take some medicines

- When you woke up you felt that you’ve done something stupid last night

- You didn’t remember what, but you knew that you did something bad

- Then you realized you were naked. Okay, you may know what have you done

- Then you saw the note

- “I’m sorry, I had to leave to work. I know that what we’ve done last night was accident but in the end it was nothing too serious. Hope you’re not mad at me for leaving you alone, Jaehee”

- She even left you some water

- It was nice of her that she left a note (and told you her name), you knew that not everyone would do that, but… in your opinion it WAS something serious

- You’ve never slept with a girl you just met! To be honest you’ve never slept with a girl in general!

- Yeah, you had a lot to think about that day

- Your friends told not to worry and that you looked bi either way (“You’re not helping, you know?”), but it was so new, so… unexpected for you

- But in the end you just had to accept it. What else could you do?

- You almost forgot about everything, especially when you got some weird messages on your phone

- And then everything went so fast and BAM! You were a part of the RFA

- And there, when you thought it was your last meeting, you saw her

- Formal girl with a big heart, hardworking assistance and great friend

- The same girl who left you a note after your night together

- You couldn’t stop yourself to help her. You told her that she should follow her dreams and be happy

- And so she did

- Before the party you were quite nervous. Does she remember you? Would she be mad at you that you didn’t tell her? Like, that you were you, that girl she slept with?

- When you saw her you just couldn’t help to smile. She was so pretty!

- “Guess we’re meeting at the party again? My name is MC” you said. She was more than surprised

- “Are you saying that MC who help me quit my job and this girl from that night…”

- “Yes, that’s me. Thanks for the water by the way”

- She smiled. Gosh, her smile was so adorable

- “You’re welcome”

- Next time she made you a cup of coffee instead of water

Jumin (this one was the hardest one, I found it hard to imagine Jumin drunk with a girl he doesn’t know, so I feel it’s kind of ooc)

- Believe it or not but night clubs for rich people look pretty much the same as the ones for commoners

- And “serious business parties” look exactly like a cheap disco but with expensive drinks and clothes that cost more than some houses

- And there you were, sipping elegant drink and smiling to drunk millionaires

- Your dad insisted that you had to be there. To “start getting used to your future life”

- But you never wanted that life

- You would rather be with your friends and watch films or read a book

- What was even worse – you had to drink alcohol. You didn’t drink often, because booze was quickly getting to you

- But you had to. You couldn’t say no to your father’s business partners

- Like this one. He was hitting on you for some time and even though you could acknowledge that he was drunk, you started to feel annoyed

- But he was a CEO of one of the biggest company in the country – C&R International, so it would be a huge faux pas to tell him off

- Luckily some young, handsome man was stopping him from going too far

- Well, for Jumin it wasn’t the best party too

- First of all, they didn’t have wine

- They say they could provide it if he wanted to, but he though it wasn’t necessary

- Second of all the music was really loud and not exactly his style

- And third of all, his father was hitting on some young woman who was clearly embarrassed by it, yet too well-bred to say anything

- So it was his job to keep an eye on him

- They didn’t need another scandal in the company

- Jumin felt relief when his father finally fall asleep and he could bring him to his room

- Now, what to do? He should come back to the party. Just to talk with some important people. Or apologize to this lady who was attack by his father

- You felt relief too when this CEO pass out next to you. Maybe that’s why everybody drinks so much on this party. To forget things like that

- But even this few drinks that you drank made you feel dizzy when you stand up

- And the party didn’t look like it was going to end anytime soon

- Jumin didn’t have easy time too

- “Why are all this women so close?” he was annoyed

- And yes, he likes alcohol. But in wine. Not much alcohol. And here he was supposed to drink drinks with vodka. Just to be nice.

- So when he finally found you (he was just supposed to apologize but after his father went to his room he had to take full responsibility for social interactions) he was kinda dizzy too

- That was… new. He felt so relaxed and happy. That’s why people drink so much alcohol? Interesting…

- “I just wanted to apologize for my father’s actions” he said but his words came out not the way he wanted. More… drunkenly

- “It’s nothing…” you said and giggled for no reason at all. Maybe apart from alcohol in your veins

- And for the same reason he found your giggle adorable

- “Maybe we will go somewhere more private?” what was he even saying? The last thing he wanted was that you would think he want to do the same as his father

- “Yes, why not?” Hallo, brain to mouth, what are doing right now?

- That’s how you got to his hotel room. But how did you lose your underwear? And how did you end up under him, moaning?

- Neither of you were sure

- But next morning you were sure that you’re in trouble

- �� You woke up first and the memory of last night just hit you

- You pretty much panicked

- You were a virgin. You never thought that your first time will look like that.

- Why did you even came to this party? It was a horrible idea! You were sure at least one person saw you and this men sleeping next to you leaving together. They could be drunk but they would remember something like that.

- But the love scandal was the last thing that was bothering you. What if you were pregnant? You didn’t use any form of contraception. You weren’t a child anymore you knew that it could happened. And what if he was ill? Had HIV or something else? It isn’t rare in business world

- And what would your father say? When he said you should “start getting used to your future life” he certainly didn’t mean this!

- What were you supposed to do? Should you wait for him to wake up? And what? Ask to keep his mouth shut? That would be so classless and rude, since it was partly your fault

- So in the end you left a note that said “I’m so sorry” (since you couldn’t think of anything else) and came back to your room. Luckily no one saw you.

- After some time he woke up too. When he recall what he’s done yesterday he immediately stand up. But you weren’t here.

- Maybe it was just a really weird dream? Yeah, after all why would he do that? It wasn’t like him at all and…

- Then he saw your note. So it wasn’t just a dream

- He felt… bad. Guilty. As his father scandals weren’t enough… he was sure you would tell someone. Or maybe not? Maybe you were just like him and didn’t want any attention… come on, Jumin, all woman in business world want attention!

- He looked at your note again. “Sorry”. As if it was your fault. He knew you were drunk, he should have stopped himself.

- But while breakfast nothing happened. No one looked at him funny whatsoever

- “Where is your daughter?” he heard near him

- “She said she feel ill. It was her first time on a business party, so she’s exhausted”

- So, you decided to stay quiet. You were a smart lady

- He didn’t expect to meet you anytime soon

- But he did

- When you entered his penthouse

- You were really shy, because you knew who you were visiting

- This man intrigued you. He made you forget things. How did you end up in his bed that night? How did you fall in love with him? So many questions and only one person who could answer them

- “Nice to meet you again, Jumin” you smiled. Play cool, don’t let him see how stressed you were

- “Yes, indeed” he closed the door behind you

- “Well… about that night…” you started “I want to thank you. That you didn’t tell anyone”

- “And that you didn’t have any STD but maybe I shouldn’t mention it”

- “Of course. I want to thank you too and apologize. It was really stupid of me to do this thing to you”

- You were surprised

- “Oh no, it was my fault. I’m almost sure…”

- Well, you are still arguing about whose fault was that. Almost every night.

- But you don’t have to leave him a note anymore

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murderdaddymayhem · 5 years

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Going To Disneyland With The Slashers Headcanons

Requested by anon!

Charles Lee Ray/Chucky:

In human form, Charles fucking hates it. He barely even tolerates it for you.

In doll form, Chucky loves it. Free food and souvenirs, and he doesn’t have to pay to get in (”Why would I pay $200 of our hard earned money to go sing with woodland animals?” was always his argument). He can sneak onto rides, he can hide and pose as an animatronic. He laughs every time he makes a child point and cry.

Beetlejuice

Knows literally everyone in the Haunted Mansion. “Ghostie Hostie! It’s me, ya boy!” Everybody thinks he works there. He pretends he does so he can lead them off to weird places of the park when all they wanted was a dole whip. Haha. That wasn’t funny Beej, that kid is crying now.

Jack Torrance

He tolerates it, but if it makes his girl happy, he’ll pretend he’s having a good time. He just won’t go on It’s A Small World. Anything. But. That. After a while though, he can’t take all the screaming little brats, and hangs around the Tower of Terror. Come to think of it, he’s still there... wait-- is that a black and white picture of him with the guests in the lobby?!

Tiffany Valentine

Is a huge fan of exciting rides, and is obsessed with everything Minnie Mouse. Will take a billion photos with you in front of the castle, and squeal every time she sees a princess. Her favourite ride is Snow White’s Scary Adventure-- a perfect mix of princesses and spooks!

Michael Myers (2007 or 1978)

Doesn’t really understand the hype. He spends half an hour admiring the pumpkins on the Haunted Mansion lawn having an existential crisis. He will hold your hand and take all your pictures for you if you ask him. You have to watch him like a child, because he’ll keep wandering back to stare at the pumpkins. Oh shit, look out! Loomis is in the doom buggy behind you two shouting about evil in the park.

Otis Driftwood

Complains aaallll day, grumbles, mopes, etc, but secretly, it’s making him pretty happy. Kind of. He didn’t get shit like this in his childhood, so it’s sort of therapeutic. If any character tries to talk to him, he flips them off. This almost gets you thrown out eight times. He likes Splash Mountain, and cheers (too loudly) for Br’er Fox to “kill that hip hopping little fucker before I do!” And why does he keep yelling "RUN RABBIT RUN!" at Br'er Rabbit??? Shut up, Otis. Please shut up.

Baby Firefly

Is having the time of her life, but has absolutely no regard for park rules. “What do you m e a n I can’t take my top off on pirates of the Caribbean, it was WET!” Buzz Lightyear’s Astro Blasters is her favourite ride, because you get to shoot stuff. Pew pew.

Captain Spaulding

Kind of loves it?? Also he’s having a really great time terrorizing the children who keep coming up to him and asking him if he’s a real clown. “Heya kid! Go find your mama and tell her I said to go fuck herself! HAHA!” Disney tries to hire him as an entertainer, he tells them he wants a million dollars for it. Oh, he also really likes the Blue Bayou restaurant. Says their menu needs more fried chicken. Is thrown out.

Doomhead

Doesn’t want to be there. Would literally rather be dead. He doesn’t have time for this shit, especially when he should be preparing for the next 31. W h y did you bring him?

Stu Macher

Pretends he thinks it’s stupid at first to look cool, but is actually a little kid again. He holds your hand and drags you to his favourite ride, California Screaming, which he makes you ride 10 times in a row. All around, you’re incredibly dizzy by nighttime, but Stu’s excitement is worth it. It reminds him of happy times when he was a kid, before his parents divorced.

Billy Loomis

The perfect date. You two take pictures together, get Mickey and Minnie shirts, hold hands on all the rides. Billy likes going to some of the live shows too. Will do something cute, like ask the Dapper Dans to sing a romantic song for you two while you share a Matterhorn Sundae at the Carnation Cafe.

Killer Klowns From Outer Space

It’s a theme park, so they’re happy to be happy with you there! :))) They like the Ferris Wheel the best, and practically empty out Gibson Girl’s ice cream supply. Oops. The cast member just went screaming cause Shorty jumped over the counter to grab some more. Oh no-- Slim just threw a waffle at Rudy. Security’s coming. Well, it was fun while it lasted.

Art the Clown

Loves It’s A Small World. You know why. He wants to chop off all the heads and hang them from strings, then fill the water with blood. You know what goes on inside that head. You know.

Pennywise (1990)

Gets annoyed with the children very quickly, and tries to munch quite a few. You have to watch him very closely, or there’s a fat chance the SWAT team will be called. You’ve explained that you’re at a very famous theme park, and can’t eat any children. Papawise clearly doesn’t give a fuck.

Pennywise (2017)

Realizes this is a big theme park and is basically a buffet, but understands after you explain that he can’t eat anyone in a place this public. He then moves on to taste testing literally everything in the park, because he’s hungry dammit, and the rides make his molecules float so he doesn’t like them. His favourite restaurant is Ariel’s Grotto.

Freddy Krueger

Thinks this is very dumb, but likes Sleeping Beauty’s castle. Heh. Heh heh.

Jason Voorhees

Much like Michael, Jason doesn’t really understand the hype around the park, and doesn’t know the characters, so he just gets his pleasure from watching you and the magic in your eyes. He thinks it’s adorable and will never get tired of it. Will hold your hand. Make sure his mask is on tight, cause he almost lost it on Space Mountain and had a fucking field day.

Bubba Sawyer

You made him watch a whole bunch of Disney movies before going, so he knows everything about everyone. He gets very excited about his favourite characters he sees walking around (he’s partial to Alice in Wonderland) but is too shy to meet them unless you walk up with him. He’ll also give you piggy back rides when your feet get tired! Don’t take him to the Tiki Room, loud noises upset him.

Chop Top

Is having the time of his LIFE. You will have to DRAG him from the park at the end of the day. He runs up to characters and asks them a bazillion questions that are sooo fucking hard to answer, sorry you have to deal with this nastyboi asking what your hair growth routine is today Rapunzel, but god is he excited. He wants to hit every ride, but gets lost trying to get there. He also buys a very nice pair of mickey ears to hide his plate. Don’t ask him to ever take them off, he won’t.

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AWAE 3.08 Reaction feat. MY FREAKOUT

The synopsis is giving me hope kinda.. We’ll see Ka'kwet but she’ll still be at the school so more weeping, Aunt Jo visits and brings a devious scheme,.. is it about Diana?? Will she or won’t she have to go to Paris? But why is it devious? And what about shirbert?????

Here we go.

Bruh Anne looks gorgeous in this still photo. All that fire just accentuates her looks!!!

Like an animal??? I’m angry already.

Mr. Avery is back!!! They’ve certainly hatched a plan of some sorts… But I guess it won’t be successful *sighs*

I knew she was in the barrel… Lol everyone knew that.. prolly.

How long will she hold her breath.. and will that poor boy hold the nun without giving anything away.. she’s going to hit him, isn’t she? WTF

Omg Mr. Avery is a beacon of light in this scene… he’s so pure.

Oh my Gods!! Did the plan actually work? She’s holding on it…

Anne is so happy!! Is she lying to Marilla tho? Lol

Wait did they make up??? Moira won’t let me de clown in the Dianne fight too!! Insufferable… But I’m so happy at the same time.. Wait is Anne imagining this?

Well I figured it out before “Diana” ran away, cut me some slack guys… Normally I’m not this stupid..

Fuuuckkkkkk the SCHOOLHOUSE BURNT TO A CRISP…. I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO SAY…

Gilbert sure loves to think out loud,“ the printing press can’t just up and walk away by itself!!”

Yep the fault of small minds…

Man I really miss the schoolhouse… I’m weeping already..5 minutes in..

Miss Stacy is so hurt… the memories i can’t...

Rachel’s gonna throw a fit too!!! Rachel had memories in the school too.. I can’t -

Yass things will not be the same… I said it once and say it again.. Rachel will go rogue by the serie ends… And I’m living for it!!!

I still can’t believe Ka'kwet actually fled that place… So proud of her!!! And anxious too rn.

Ahhhh Bash’s mom is here!!!!!!!!!!!! I already love her… Finally some of that mother’s love for Bash that he missed and Gilbert too!!!!

It’s a diff actress maybe but don’t care … It’s Bash’s mom y'all!!!!!

Yass someone to keep Bash in check too.. love it!! *chef’s kiss*

Lol Anne and Gilbert talking sooo loud!!! And nobody seems to care… Lol

Okay petition for a new gc name– “Can I borrow your pen?”

Okay so the shirbert scene just ended like for the 5th time… And I was gaping all along… Wtf

I really need to meet that kid of Rachel’s… Such chaotic energy to have burned down the shed multiple times.

Was this how Marilla and Rachel behaved when they lived together in the books??? I know the discussion is serious but so precious at the same time.

Lol Bash’s mom definitely is going through a “cultural shock” atm I CAN’T. Two white women cleaning his house while he was away *no offense* but so so hilarious…

Bash’s face says it all..

This first meeting of Grand mamma- Delli is too much for me too handle… Gonna go hug my Nana..

Wait Hazel is fine!! Mom still thinks that she was only summoned for childcare… Welp

Ruby couldn’t speak in front of Gil b4 if her life depended on it.. but oh look now with the crush gone- she’s a new person!!! And the things she saying have me jumping up the roof!!!!

Well ruby I trusted you too much, didn’t I? Aren’t Anne and Gilbert enough on there for bringing up Winnie and now you too!

Gilbert peeked at Anne, I mean how can a boy be so stupid.. no I’m not saying ooc calm your spears,people. my heart is breaking for Anne I can hear it almost.

Diana is going to fight with Jerry too, isn’t she?

LEAVE JERRY ALONE!! he deserves to be happy!!! Not hating on Diana… But he deserves better ..better than this.

My fav gal Aunt Jo!!! Diana wrote to Cole, maybe..and he told her.

Lol its not even been 15 minutes and I’ve written an essay already!!!

I’m confusion.. why does Diana have no choice??

Bash’s Mom lived all her life like this.. it will take her some time to break free from that. But until then, welp

Bash teasing Gilbert is out of this world!!!! And have you heard that Delphine is cho cho cute.. i cringed myself typing this.

I swear Anne is me!!! Had to take a test just today!!! And I was cramming until the last moment.. Matthew and Marilla are so proud.. and jittery too

WHERE IS KA'KWET????

Diana looks like she’s holding back a flood of tears even while eating.. ohhhh she gonna take the test!!!!!!! YAYYY

Aunt Jo’s happiness and pride knows no bound (mine too)

Moody dude, in the words of the ever so great Taylor Swift, you need to calm down.. Diana hasn’t studied nothing think of her..

Where is Gilbert ?? The gc needs to renamed to may I borrow your pen… To commemorate another one of Gilbert’s shenanigans. Ehh called it ! He didn’t take the test..

I’m all for bromance bw Miss Stacy and Bash but nothing more than that please….

This is the 4th (and presumably last) appearance of Winifred… I want her to remain involved, shes too cool, but just can’t figure her out even now…

Here it is!!! An advantageous marriage.. very few people could have called it b4 the season.. but it is canon.. I’m not worried about shirbert.. but just how far Gilbert is willing to go for his ambitions.

Okay the kids are wasted!!

A drunk Anne and somewhat sober Gilbert, the perfect combo!!!!!! I have read atleast 5 fics head canoning this…*another chef’s kiss for the fic writers*

Okay nobody imagined this …I take that back… That look Gilbert is giving her made my stomach to leap a mile…

What’s holding you back? Ahh the question of the ages… I’m gushing at this so much,like this is serious but the first person Gil wanted to ask was Anne about all of this.. and she’s so drunk but at the same time utterly heartbroken, still encourages him to do it…. Slow burn madafuka.

Okay the PROPOSAL just happened !!!

And I’m freaking out just every bit as Anne!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I’m really not okay and they had to show Ka'kwet feeding off of berries… The poor girl *cries yet again*

They are searching the letters, aren’t they???

No, the dictionary and a wedding ring… And here I go weeping again…

I really went outside to scream at the sky a second ago… But need to scream again!!!! I’ll not be okay this week or this year at all.

Anne needs her bosom friend now… She’s just been PROPOSED!!!!!!! I know it’s gonna go haywire any second now but please let me live this for now… I can’t even imagine this is happening..

Aunt Jo with the best advice… Just hope Anne takes it as we want her to..

Bash has his mother with him.. i’m just happy for him.

He’s gonna propose Anne and I too need to get up for this again…. BASH IS THE WHOLE FANDOM RIGHT ABOUT NOW.

And that’s how you shatter a million hearts!!! “Now I can be happy with Winnie”.. I’m still happy that they didn’t stretch this till the finale atleast.. the heartache would have been unbearable.

Marilla is onto something. Now Rachel has full reign over these old hacks.

Go Rachel Go go Go Rachel!!! They just got vetoed!!! And I love it… Other 2 women will have to be Muriel and Marilla..

SHE’S HOME AT LAST!!!!!

And in her mother’s arms!! Is it too late to give those nuns and that whole school HELL

Poor Minnie May and Diana.. atleast she’ll understand now that she always has a choice to be herself no matter what anybody says…

I love that They’ve made up!!! They are made for each other… #DianneForever

“I’m in love with Gilbert Blythe!”

Aren’t we all? Anne.

It took me 3 hours to watch this episode because i was freaking out so much, tell me if this was comprehensible at all if you came this far…

This episode was different for so many reasons but the proposal...oh the proposal... excuse me gotta scream again..

And “Anne rejected” him... i guess Moira couldn’t stray far from og on this one.

#anne with an e #shirbert #anne shirley cuthbert #gilbert blythe

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adiabolikpastel · 5 years

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Is it too much to ask A - Z for Kanaye and Yukio? I’m soooo sorry

ABC Fluffy Ask

Okay so this is a looooong one! B / C / E are all answered here all ready. I will be doing them both separate - hopefully that makes it a little shorter? All of them are under the cut ~ enjoy and thank you!

Note: Q is confusing to me - so I will not answer that one. If anyone understands it, and wants to ask it again with the explanation - please do.

Yukio

A - Well… I mean… Yukio is a horny mess sooo… Other than that! Yukio really likes just spending time with Silas. Doing anything really, so long as he’s around. Sure Yukio might complain that he is bored, but really so long as Silas is around he is happy. Typically Yukio will just chill with Silas at his place, watch him play video games, or try to play one himself - badly i might add.

D - Oof… ummm… just together. Yukio is not one for planning ahead. So really he just sees Silas staying with him forever and that’s about it. That thought is actually really scary to him, that the future might take Silas away. So he tends to not think about it.

F- Yes he is. Honestly fights are more like… Yukio stepping too far, pissing Silas off and then him begging to be back in his good graces. I mean like, if they do fight and both parties are upset, Yukio and Silas both are pretty bad at staying mad, when it comes to one another.

G- OF COURSE NOT! Yukio does not think for a moment of what Silas does for him. At least not at the start. It takes him a while to slowly start to care more about Silas’ feelings and how uncomfortable it makes him.

H - He’s not… really honest. There is plenty of things that Yukio keeps to himself, but he doesn’t do it to be cruel. Yukio is bad at dealing with his own emotions, so it’s easier for him to ignore things than talk about them.

I - Aw. Boy does he every~ Silas is Yukio’s saving grace. He grows so much and becomes a better person because of him. Where Silas helps Yukio become more empathetic, Yukio helps Silas toughen up. There are many other ways the two of them change one another, but that’s a story for another time.

J - You really gotta ask? He gets hellaciously upset over small things. Heck, over video games. Yukio is a very insecure person, so if Silas isn’t giving him attention, he’s annoyed. It takes him a very long time to get used to the idea of Silas having ‘friends’ who ‘spend time’ with him. Yukio is known to show up at Silas’ house, and crash anything he was doing with his friends. There is also the unhealthy way of going on a rampage… but yea.

K - What do you think~? Their first kiss huh… that’s a fun thought. It was probably forced on Silas. Yukio was probably a bit drunk off of some blood and smooshed himself into Silas. (Rinna and I will need to talk this over~)

L - Ha! Okay, so.. if you mean the first time he said ‘i love you’ that was on their first meeting? You can read that her: When Yukio met Silas. But if you mean like, when he meant it? Probably a while into their relationship, like a good while, after some fights and some deep conversations.

M - Aw~ Yes he does! He wants to be with Silas forever, and if that means getting married sure! So, I do not think they would officially have a ceremony - that just doesn’t seem like their style. Rinna and I did just talk about this cute - and I mean cute- moment of them basically proposing to one another. And~ Silas is the one who proposes!

N - He calls him Silas-kun, consistently. I don’t really see him doing nicknames.

O - He’s not very different - just very obsessive. His life revolves around Silas. So yes, it is obvious, because that’s literally all he talks about.

P - YES YES YES! Yukio is a big social media celebrity so he tells the world. He has a trending hashtag that is specifically flooded with photos of him and Silas. He is very affectionate in public as well, despite Silas’ discomfort.

R - Not very, unless it’s sexual. Well - hold on now… Yukio will get Silas random things. Like bring him human snacks when he visits, or buy him something he is wanting while they are out. Yukio would do anything to make him happy, not that he would always do it right.

S - I suppose? The two of them do not really have big goals? If Silas wants to do something, Yukio is all for it - so .. Yea?

T - Typically he does, but I think with Silas he is content with just being around him. I believe they both would fall into a cute routine in life, and be perfectly happy with that.

U - Not at first. It took Yukio a long time to get there actually. He believes he knows Silas, but it actually takes him a long time to get there.

V - It’s literally his world. Yukio does not feel strong connections to his family. He does not make friends. He honestly feels that SIlas is all he has. He would do anything to keep him.

W - Since both boys are social media junkies they give each other shout outs all the time on their respected pages.

X - He is the most affectionate. Kisses, hugs, cuddles, butt touches; Yukio is the master of them all.

Y - Badly. He will send Silas a million text, calls, facetimes, pokes, anything to get his attention.

Z - Any length. He would die for him, kills for him, kill him… Im sorry this was a fluff right lol!

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Kanaye

A - Kanaye is happy going out with Isabella. He isn’t a shut in, so going out with her is what he prefers. He spends enough time at work, rather than out with her.

D - Marriage. Kids. The Kingdom. Whole 9 yards.

F- He is easy to forgive. They have disagreements, but these two do not fight. Kanaye is big on communication, so he will talk any issue out.

G- To some level I am sure he does, but he does not voice it. I am sure he realizes the massive weight he puts on Isabella for all he wants to accomplish, but at the same time, his dreams are unwavering. He is one of those people that is not giving us his dream.

H - He is honest to a fault. Tells Isabella everything. He may not always word things correctly, but he will always tell her what is he feelings, thinking, his past, anything.

I - Yes she has. Kanaye never saw himself being with someone he actually loved. He always assumed he would marry for power, cheat on his wife, and just be king with a queen who meant little to him.

J - Not really? He does get jealous, but he is not obvious about it. He does not like anyone checking her out or hitting on her, but he is classy. A simple display of affection on her, or glare at the other party does the trick.

K - Yes - he has had a lot of practice. You can read their first kiss here: You Get It.

L - You can also read this in : You Get It

M - Of course, he must to become a true King. I am not sure how he would propose - but I feel like Yuko and I have talked about this? Their marriage is the absolute cutest. Hopefully we can post more about this, or feel free to send ask about it!

N - He calls her Isabella, the full name. every time. Except when he is drunk…

O - It is literally obvious to everyone but him. Others can see it in his face.

P - He does not deny being in one - but he is not telling the world. He has a professional appearance to maintain, and expects Isabella to respect that.

R - A sweet boy~ He will do candle light dinners, bring her flowers, chocolates, rose petal baths; all kind of things.

S -To an extent. If it gets in the way of his- than he isn’t really. Kanaye is very driven for himself, and as shitty as that is to say, if Isabella had a conflicting goal he would not be about that.

T - Routines are life. He is more than happy to go out on dates, but he enjoys scheduled events.

U - Very much so. He really loves learning things about her.

V - It’s very important. I believe that as the relationship goes on, he would sacrifice his dreams for her.

W - Kanaye will often ask Spencer for video of her, without her knowing

X - In private, he loves to be affectionate with her.

Y - He will text her often, though she is a dirty girl and will really tease him.

Z - Sure, I mean.. he does something pretty big for her and their relationship.

Silas belongs to @spellboundsonnet

Isabella belongs to @pureblood-prey

#ask answered #ask kanaye #ask yukio #thank you so much

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NewParent!Vernon

oh mah gawd this is such a late request i am so sorry anon i hope you love it tho :’) Under keep reading since its long af

New parent!Vernon

Oh boy our boi Vernon’s gonna become a dad

You and your husband Vernon were pretty shook when you both found out you were expecting

But it wasn’t a bad shook oh no of course not

It was a super happy shook

Like vernon’s eyes widened but he had the biggest grin plastered on his handsome face

“OMG Y/N I’M GONNA BE A DAD!!!”

“Yes honey you will be a dad” you said as you playfully rolled your eyes lol

Vernon was super enthusiastic so as soon as he finished calling his family and seventeen to deliver the news he wanted to start on the nursery

You and Vernon agreed on painting the nursery a pastel baby yellow color since it was gender neutral since you didn’t know the baby’s gender yet plus it was a nice color

Soon you found out you’d be having a daughter!

And boy was hansol enthusiastic

“I’M GONNA HAVE A LITTLE GIRL!!”

You could tell he might end up spoiling her

Sigh

But aren’t dads supposed to spoil their little girls?

You’re due date was approaching very quickly

You were basically 8 ½ months long when Vernon FINALLY decided to start constructing the crib

And boy was he struggling

You were in the other room when you heard a hushed “oh shit” followed by a crashing noise https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MUUUI5EvylY (skip to 3:40)

You chuckled and walked (waddled) to the nursery

And there you saw a collapsed crip with a defeated Hansol next to it

“Do you need help lol?” you asked.

“YES but no i don’t want you to wear yourself out” said Vernon

Aww he’s so sweet

“Don’t worry Y/n i’ll finish this soon”

15 minutes later you heard the same hushed “oh shit” followed by a crashing noise

Oh god Vernon

Eventually he ended up calling Seungkwan to help

Seungkwan was probably the most excited out of seventeen for your new bundle of joy

As soon as Vernon told him the news he literally SCREAMED

Like the other members almost went deaf

Seungkwan even teared up a little since he was sooo happy

So anyway Boo was now at your house and was super happy cause the one and only uncle boo will have credit for helping make the crib

He asked questions like if you and vernon were ready or not and stuff

“Hell no!” laughed Vernon

This boi was pretty nervous as your due date approached

But you assured him he’ll be a good father

He still doubted himself tho :\

After like two hours of more hushed “oh shits” and sassy outbursts at the “problematic crib” the crib was finally built

“Y/N THE CRIB IS DONE!” yelled Vernon

“Yeah after like two million years ughh” whined Seungkwan

You only chuckled tho at the two bffs

Once Seungkwan left hansol became all serious

You were like what’s up?

“I couldn’t even build a crib how will I be a good father!!” asked Vernon sadly

..what

Damn he was nervous

“Hansol just because you can’t build a crib doesn’t mean you’ll be a bad father! you‘ll be the most caring and loving dad i know it.”

“You really think so?” he asked

“Of course”

“Thanksss” he said as he rested his head on your shoulder and wrapped his arms around you

Aww

He was being a lil softie

Anyway your due date came along

Both of you were super nervous but excited too

And all that nervousness and excitement for nothing

You never went into labor!

“SHES LATE” you whined overdramatically

“MY GOD BABY GIRL YOU HAD US WAITING FOR NOTHIN” whined Vernon

“We might as well go to bed” you told your hubby

“Yeah i guess so” he said as he climbed into bed

As soon as you were about to get into bed you felt your water break

ARE YOU SERIOUS

RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY BED (SALAD)

“Oh mah gawd MY WATER BROKE!” you screamed

“AHHH” screamed Vernon

“Uhhh HOSPITAL?? NOW??” you yelled. You didnt mean to sound harsh tho but you were quite in labor and in need of a hospital so

Vernon scrambled to help you into the car and made sure to drive carefully to the hospital

As you were driving you remembered the hospital bad

“Hansol… you packed the hospital bag right?”

“I THINK”

Ok this boi seemed more nervous than you the hospital bag can wait

Anyways

You make it to the hospital and the pain has gotten wayyyy worse

But despite all your screaming

And death grip on vernon

He still stayed with you for 9 fucking hours of labor

As soon as you heard your baby girl cry you saw Vernon’s face relax

And you of course cried at the sound of your baby

Vernon’s eyes were filled with wonder though as he saw and heard her daughter take her first breathes

He then looked over at you overwhelmed

All he could do was mouth ‘thank you’

And then tears flooded out from his eyes as he broke out into a smile as the doctor came forward to hand you your daughter

My god was she perfect

She had your hair color and eyes

She had hansol’s nose, smile, and eyebrows

She was so cute omg

You stared at her for a while and remembered vernon probably wanted to meet his daughter too

So you carefully handed her over to him

The same guy who thought he’d be a bad father remembered to carefully hold up her head and cradled her ever so gently

You’d say he’s got this fatherhood thing all right so far.

And omg vernon was so cute with her

Like he started a whole fucking conversation with her omg

“Hi baby girl! I’m your daddy and that’s your mommy! We’re at this place called the hospital…” and so on

All while more tears streamed down his face

And when she gripped his finger with her tiny hand

It was so precious but kind of hilarious

He made this sob-like kind of noise? It was hard to describe tbh but you giggled

You two were still not quite sure what to name her

Vernon suggested that her middle name could be his mother’s name (cause you know how much he loves his mom it’s so precious)

Btw his mom’s name is Melody

And you agreed with that idea she was a nice lady and obviously Vernon loves her a lot and Melody is a nice name

“Since i picked out her middle name you can choose her first name” said Vernon with a sincere smile as he pat your little baby’s head

That was so sweet omg

You decided to name your daughter D/n because (insert reasoning)

Soon Vernon’s family arrived and were thrilled to meet D/n

His mom really liked her middle name too haha

Your family came as well

Then of course Seventeen came to visit as well!

Seungkwan in particular, however, came in BAWLING

“SHE’S SO PRECIOUS!” he whisper yelled

All of seventeen wished you both congratulations

They were so sweet and already loved D/n

The8, being the artsy photographer he is, offered to take a family photo for you two

And of course you two said yes

And my god that was such a sweet photo

The members who were already parents were like “welcome to the club bro” to vernon

He was officially part of the parent line!

Anyway you two finally got to take D/n home

You “Checked In” to the home together as a family for the first time

“I check innnnn, Chwe house” sang Vernon oh god

You just rolled your eyes playfully at him he was so goofy

It was late like past dinner time and you and Vernon already ate that hospital food which you were tired of

D/n on the other hand was wide awake

You were surprised tho you thought she would be asleep by then but nope

So you and hansol decided to give D/n a tour of the house

Vernon pretended to be the tour guide while you held D/n and followed him

“And over here is the toilet, which you’ll have to learn to use someday” said Vernon

“And finally this is your place D/n” he said motioning toward the yellow nursery

D/n was obviously too young to process all of this so she just kind of stared and squirmed

You noticed Vernon kept staring at his daughter in adoration

“Hansol?”

“Yeah” he didn’t take his eyes off her

“Wanna hold her?” you asked extending your arms toward him

“YES i mean yeah sure!”

He held her carefully and just couldn’t stop smiling omg

D/n let out a tiny yawn so you instructed Vernon to carefully place her in the crib he spent so much time working on

“But i don’t ever wanna let go of her!” whispered Hansol

I mean who could blame him

D/n was such a cute baby

But cute babies need sleep

After explaining that to him he reluctantly placed her in the crib and she fell fast asleep

You both proud parents awwed at your beautiful daughter

“C’mon Hansol lets go to bed”

You two went to sleep

Compared to other babies D/n wasn’t that bad

She only cried like twice during the night

And that was usually for feedings or diaper changes

And you and Hansol bolted out of bed to see what was wrong

You two decided that you would be in charge of feedings and Vernon would be on diaper duty

Within the first week D/n went through so many diapers and bottles omg

Also within that first week you and Hansol were so tired

It was hard raising a newborn and being first time parents

But you two worked really well with one another

When hansol had to go back to work he made sure to ask the ceo if he could leave a little earlier to check up on you and D/n

Ceo said yes thankfully!!

So when hansol would come home early you’d get an opportunity to shower and catch up on sleep while he watched D/n

“Y/n! I’m back!” he’d yell enthusiastically

You were on the couch feeding D/n who ate a lot

“Hi Hansol!” you smiled tiredly

“Lemme take over from here” he said as you passed D/n and her bottle to him

“Thank you so much honey” you smiled and kissed his cheek

“No problem!” he grinned and continued to feed D/n

You went to go shower quickly since its hard to shower when you have a newborn

Meanwhile Vernon decided to talk to his daughter

“So D/n, guess what happened at work today?”

D/n just stared at him with curious eyes

“Uncle Boo thought he could rap my super quick verse in our newest song, but he failed SO BADLY hahahaha”

He just kind of went on talking to her like she was any other person

Even tho she couldn’t understand what he was saying since she was just a week old

“Also D/n, if you have a favorite parent by now, i hope it’s your mom, because she does sooo much here for us”

By this time you had heard what he just said since you just finished showering

“She would be going to work too like me, but she’s staying home to take care of you cause she loves you so much! So don’t give her too much trouble, ok?”

You felt your heart melt omg

Because

AWW HANSOL WAS SO SWEET

And hormones too oh god

You cried a lil but you won’t admit it

So you went to bed in peace and made sure to thank your wonderful husband for his kind words

Man Hansol is such a sweet father and husband you were so thankful

#seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen vernon #vernon scenarios #vernon imagines #seventeen parent au #seventeen new parent #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines

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