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yourlocalstranger123 · 1 year

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Hi!idk if your requests are still open but can you write about the demon brothers(obey me!) Getting comforted by MC after a nightmare?ofc if they aren't open you can ignore my request!thx in advance

Obey me! [Brothers]

~♥︎Comfort♡~

Lucifer

As always, he works quite late. Exhausted, he fell on the bed. Not even bothering to change his clothes to more comfortable clothes.

After a few hours, you came in to check up on him but seeing his tired state you decided to make him move into a more suitable position and put the blankets over him. You tried to walk out but almost stumbled when Lucifer grabbed your hand.

"No...no, no no...!" His grip getting tighter, it was starting to get painful too. You slightly shook him to wake him up.

"Luci?...Are you alright? You can talk to me if you want." Due to his exhausted state, he didn't have any energy to put up with his pride and slithered his hands to your waist. He didn't say anything, silently sobbing onto your chest as he didn't dare to let go.

"Shhhh....it's ok, everything is ok. Let it all out." Soothing him, stroking his hair. You stayed still for a while until he fell asleep.

The next day, you both were doing things as if it hadn't happened. Although now you have Lucifer knocking on your door to come in and lay in bed with you. Slowly sinking into your warmth as you comfort him.

"You are my pride and...I love you, darling/[name]"

Mammon

@moonartz123 (sorry if you didn't allow people to use it. I just found your art on Pinterest since I couldn't find any other 😅 if you are not comfortable I will take the picture down and use a different one.)

Although sometimes he does come to you with silly little nightmares like Goldie being taken away by Lucifer. But this one is different, he came up balling in tears. Just putting his head on your lap as you do homework. As he tells you his nightmare. You kissed his forehead to Soothe his panic as his breathing starts to get more stable.

You slept with him through the night. Later you have an avatar of greed clinging to you. Hugging behind you, putting his head on your shoulder, etc. He smiles at you when you didn't shoo him off.

"I think I already found a new treasure. It's you and only you [name]"

Levi

Credit: obey me lol

You were on your phone doing etc. Suddenly you got a text message from Levi to come to him. You thought it was probably playing video games since it is pretty common for him to invite you at the strangest time.

You knocked on the door quietly to not wake up the others. He swings the door open and grabs you in his room. He doesn't let go so you just guide him to his bed. (Aka his bathtub) ....he ripped his pillows. (Not the ruri-chan one. The normal ones)

You did not feel comfortable sleeping with your head on a body pillow so you just decided today was the day you broke the neck for the sake of his comfort.

Later he got embarrassed and avoided you, not because of the nightmare. More like he was sleeping on top of you. Now he can't look you in the eyes for a few weeks.

"No way! Me, A yucky Otaku!....although I do wish to do it again with you so don't do it to others and only me [name]!"

Satan

I'm pretty sure this one is from obey me too.

You only came to him when you heard a loud

*Boom!*

It was Satan. Hah....I guess you'll pay since you didn't want Lucifer have extra paper work to get that fix-

"What's wrong Satan?" He looked up to you as he softens. He walked up to you and launched at you. You fell to the floor. It didn't really hurt though. You got up and carried/led him to your room where you got a cat who was injured but almost fully healed.

*Flashback*

"Seriously Satan?" You mentally smacked your forehead "you want me to keep the cat you found that is injured because Luci has a high chance of finding it?"

"Yes. I am serious! Just...for me? Please??"

'....damn those cat eyes of his!-' (also the cats too)

*Back to present*

"Satan...you can't cling to me while holding onto the cat." His face shows in disbelief.

(More like pouting.)

Later you guys slept on the bed while the cat was in Satan's arms. The next day everyone gets even MORE TERRIFIED

As he walked around with a huge eating grin. I guess his day got better.

"Thank you for calming me down, my peace/[name]"

Asmodeus

Pin/post by Envi on asmodeus obey me art

You were getting ready to get the makeup that Asmodeus requested at midnight. You saw him tremble. You softly poked his face to wake him up.

He started tearing up, wrapping his arms around your neck/waist. You sighed and just rub in a circling motion on his back. His throat was too dry so you gave him a bottle of water as you get ready and turned on the bathtub.

(Also I forgot, you are helping him with his skin care routine and makeup)

He thanked you for taking care of him. Now the rest of the day he kisses you!

Although he purposely kissed you with lipstick, and the bad thing is that it's hard to wipe off! That sly fox.

Scenario:

Bold is reader/you

"What do I need to do to comfort you?"

"F—ck me with loving s*x"

"What."

"..."

"Why do you have a rope-

HEY, WAIT‐ HELP MEEEE!"

. . .

"I love you, my blossom/name" (you know in anime, sometimes people confess under a blossom tree)

Beel

Credit: Origarnic on DeviantArt

He knocked at your door. Hiding his face in his pillow now is soaked with tears.

You let him in. You let him hug you as long as he wants. But you asked him to let go so you can make food for him since it usually makes him cheer up. Especially your signature food.

He followed you like a lost puppy, he always felt so full when he is around you. He loved your S/F

(Signature food)

It makes him so happy, feeling the love and warmth you put in the food. Oh how he loves you, he doesn't feel empty when he's around you.

"Thank you for the food my amazing, lovingly chef/[name]" :D

Belphie

You always sleep with him but this one time you couldn't sleep with him.

He was so used to sleeping with you, so now he's just laying there frustrated. (How could you leave him like this!) So he just gave in to sleeping pills that he secretly bought in case if you can't sleep.

(Now he's using it)

That was a bad choice. You have never seen him walking so fast down the hallway. He fell on you. You felt a few tears on your shoulder but didn't mind.

☆

Everyone was looking at you. Belphie was sleeping on your back/being carried.

Damn. You are hella strong.

"I love you, my Dream catcher"

"I love you, my dreamily love/[name]"

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cricketwrites · 1 year

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Dating Rock Lee is...

GIF by byakugo

Dating Rock Lee was a bit like dating a sentient tornado. He went at full speed all of the time, and rarely had time to stop or slow down. He always had to learn something new, exceed his own limits, do everything he could and then some. It wasn’t easy to keep up with him, but he made it all worth it.

Dating Rock Lee is being there by his side, trying to remind him of his limits while still encouraging him: “Lee… you need to rest.” You said, resting your hand on his shoulder. The nurses had caught him trying to get out of his hospital room… again. He needed time to recover after the harrowing Chunin exams, but he seemed to be the only one who didn’t realize it. It worried you, how your love would push himself far beyond his limits. His face was already covered in sweat, and his arms were violently shaking.

“I.. am fine. I need to continue.” Lee replied through gritted teeth. He was clearly not fine.

“Lee. I’m pretty sure that if I tap your shoulder, you will crumble like a sand castle. Please… just rest? Not just for me, but for everyone else who worries about you. Tenten, Neji, Me… Guy Sensei.” You added at the end, sure that would be what convinced him to finally listen.

He sighed, sitting up and leaning on your shoulder with an “okay.” and that was it. You managed to more or less drag him to his room, and help him get situated in the hospital bed. Once he fell asleep, probably from exhaustion, you decided to get ramen for the two of you for dinner. You caught the nurses giving you grateful looks as you left.

Dating Rock Lee is watching him train when he asks you to:

“Are you sure about this, Lee? I’m not sure I’ll be able to provide any good input.” You chuckled nervously.

“You are one of the most capable people I know! I need your input on my form.” He said, with a grin.

You nodded, sitting down in the shade of a tree. “Alright, if you’re sure.”

After about 30 seconds of observation, you ended up staring at him fondly and sort of spacing out, thinking about how great he was, and how lucky you were. You weren’t sure how much time had passed, and you honestly weren’t paying too much attention.

“I doubt you could help him improve if all you do is stare.” Neji’s smug voice startled you out of your thoughts.

“Um..” You mumbled, embarrassed at having been caught.

Sometimes, dating Rock Lee included getting teased by his teammates.

But you wouldn’t have it any other way.

I hope you guys liked this fic! I feel like the ending falls a little flat but I'm not feeling great today so that's probably why hahaha Ask Box: Open! ~Cricket

#rock lee x reader #rock lee imagines #rock lee naruto #naruto x reader #naruto imagines #naruto fluff

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maddiehu7 · 4 months

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A new chapter | Spencer reid |

Chapter 4

We arrive at Hawaii heading to the villa we're staying at I'm in the car with spencer, Morgan, and Garcia me and Spencer in the back next to eachother it would've been awkward yesterday but sense he's apologized he's been more normal around me which is nice, I'm so tierd I think I try to stay awake but with another two hours ahead of us I quickly fall into a deep sleep.

"Hey lovers wake up we're here" Morgan says

I slowly blink my eyes open groaning

"What?" I say Garcia laughs I feel something soft under my head and look up to see Spencer oh shit I fell asleep on him

"Hey" Spencer says a pink tint hinting his cheeks I get up off his arm looking out the window blushing hoping this doesn't ruin are peace streak

"Sorry" I mutter looking back over at him he just nods looking out the window at the house we were pulling up to

"Wow" Garcia stares in amazement

"This is beautiful" I say as we stop in the drive way everyone getting out to get their luggage

"Dibs on the biggest room" Garcia speed runs into the house which makes me and Morgan laugh I head inside admiring this amazing building it's almost otherworldly it's so pretty it makes me feel like I'm in one of my books and I love it

"Hey come here I got you the room next to mine and Spencer's we could totally have game night" Garcia says smiling motioning me to come with her I laugh following her to my room

"You sure you don't want this room pen it's so nice" I say looking around dropping my luggage on the floor

"Trust me you think this is nice you should see my room" she says bragging I smile at her shaking my head

"Well I'll let you get settled see you at dinner" she says leaving I huff flopping down on the bed still exhausted after the plane ride after a couple minutes I get up deciding it's probably time to get ready I go into my bag hanging some clothes up as I take them out when everything's hung I flip through them sense it's so warm here I decide on blue jean shorts, a tan belt, and a black and pink flower corset top with puffy short sleeves and to top it off my favorite black heeled boots I put on a couple rings and a thin gold chain necklace looking in the mirror I smile proud of my outfit but it will be a little weird wearing it infront of my co workers but hey it's vacation right, I walk out to head to the kitchen seeing if anyone else it ready yet

"Wow babygirl" Morgan says looking over at me from the table with surprise

"What?" I say confused going to sit down next to him

"Um nothing just didn't know you looked like that under the pantsuit" he says smiling I smack him on the shoulder trying not to smile back when Rossi and hotch come out and boy is it weird to see them out of suits

"Hey guys want anything to drink" Garcia comes out holding bottles of alcohol we all laugh

"Wow Annie you look hot" Garcia says looking me up and down smiling

"That's what I said" Morgan pipes in

"No you made fun of my pant suits" I say pointing my finger at him which makes him laugh next Spence, jj, and Seaver come out joining the party everyone starts to get up getting drinks

"You want anything Annie?" Morgan asks

"Thanks but I'm ok I don't drink" I say shyly he nods going to get one for himself I watch everyone smiling and laughing with each other feeling a warm fuzzy feeling in my chest that I've kinda become apart of it

"Hey what's up" Spencer says coming over to sit next to me

"Nothing just enjoying the show" I say waving my hand towards Garcia and Morgan dancing to no music he laughs lightly

“You look…different” he says looking at my outfit he swallows his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down I laugh

“Thanks?” I say not knowing if it’s a compliment or not but embracing it anyway

“Your welcome” he says trailing his eyes up to mine I almost look away but I see a flick of what looks like….lust? No it can’t be…can it? I get lost in his chocolate brown eyes and for a moment it feels like we’re the only two in the room but I snap out of it coughing

“So um you excited we’re here?” I question looking away

“Yes and no” he says looking shy

“Really free vacation and you don’t like it?” I say confused looking back at him

“I just, my mom…you know it’s really none of your business” he suddenly snaps closing back up and going back to where we were yesterday

“Spence im sorry-“ I go to say but he interrupts me

“It’s Reid” he says harshly i look at him in shock

“Sorry Reid, I didn’t mean to upset you” I say getting a little frustrated at the sudden outburst

“Whatever” he says getting up disappearing into the hall going to his bedroom, what the hell was that I sigh out running my hands over my face

“Hey mama what’s wrong, where’s Reid” Morgan comes over asking putting his hand on the back of my chair

“Nothing” I grumble getting up and also going to my room leaving everyone confused what happened

“What an ass” I sigh out angrily sitting down on the edge of my bed when I hear a knock at the door

“I want to be alone” I shout at the door but they come in anyone

“Wha-“ I stop when I see who walked in

“Reid” I groan standing up not wanting to fight anymore but when I look up at him I see a disheveled version of him with his curls falling on his face, when I look in his eyes I feel like the wind got knocked out of me at the pure anger and…lust I’m 99% sure that this time that’s what I’m seeing when all of a sudden he stalks towards me I walk back a little scared but weirdly…excited my legs hit the bed and I have no where to go as he still comes towards me stopping inches away from me

“Reid” I whisper breathless he sticks his tongue out looking at me quizzically for a moment before reaching up putting his hands on ether side of my face leaning down towards me, holy shit he’s gonna kiss me i think to myself but when I close my eyes ready for the kiss I feel his hot breath on my face he’s…laughing

“It’s funny how you were so mad and now your melting under my touch” he says smirking devilishly I look at him in shock at anger but also getting slightly wet at his harsh words I think of an idea and smirk he looks at me confused

“Two can play at this game reid” I say putting my hands on his chest feeling his slender figure through his shirt he looks down at me suspiciously I just keep smirking sliding my hands lower and lower until I reach my goal

“Annie” he looks at me wondering how far I’ll go with this

“What, can’t handle it?”I smile up at him challenging him his eyes darken coming closer to me our bodies pressed firmly together my hand still on his cock

“We’ll see who can’t handle it” he whispers in my ear I shiver with anticipation he comes back to my face teasing my lips with his I go to seal our kiss when he backs away smirking at me seeing how dazed and wanting I am for him

“You look so pretty like this” he says looking me in my eyes licking his lips squinting before walking out of the room disappearing leaving me confused and frustrated, I can’t believe that just happened it was wrong he’s my co worker but damn if it didn’t feel good

“Shit” I sigh sitting down on my bed huffing out

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corvusunnx · 1 year

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mushy may day 9: massage/aftercare

I chose massage :))

pairing: aether/rain

summary: aether is exhausted from taking care of everyone else, rain forces him to relax and gives him a massage.

quintessence ghouls have always been known to ease the emotional burdens of others. They're able to take the stress of another being as their own.

aether always helps the other ghouls when he can, relieving all of his friends whenever he can. he's the most selfless of his bandmates, never taking himself into consideration for anything. after a long practice, aether helps dew rid of some of his frustration, since the smaller ghoul couldn't seem to play well today.

"thank you, aether, you're always there when I need you." He looks up with a grin. they both sigh, one of relief and the other, well, frustration. annoyance might even be a good word. dew has always been one to get annoyed and angry easy. it's not hard to push his buttons.

"no problem." aether forces a smile through his teeth. his tail twitches angrily behind him while he tries to calm himself.

rain sees the two and walks over to greet them. he's been keeping an extra close eye out for aether, since he's been letting people take advantage of his ability lately.

"Hello, how was practice?"

"eh, shitty. how did it go for you?" dew asks. aether just stands there, still trying to work on his nerves.

"hm, it was pretty ok. I finally got a part down that I've been working at."

"that's good. wish I could say the same." dew laughs. his fangs show past his lips in a wide grin.

"aether, how was practice for you?" rain tries to pull aether into the conversation. he wants to know how aether is feeling, being told from something either than the larger ghoul's body language. aether lets out a big sigh, searching the room mindlessly as he finds the right way to word his sentence. as if the walls will have it written out for him.

"it went alright. I might lay down for a bit, though."

"hm?" I thought we were going to play board games tonight. I don't wanna play without you." rain's voice is coated in concern. dew left, getting bored of the conversation. he's known to just act on whatever he wants or feels at the moment. a little ball of impulses.

rain turns to leave himself after trying to talk to aether a bit, but after a bit of trying he gave up.

"aether, I can tell taking care of everyone has been messing with you lately. if you don't go easier on yourself I'll make sure you relax. I hate seeing you like this."

"no, rain I promise im-"

"I'm not taking no for an answer. I want to see you being your normal happy self."

aether sighs knowing he's fighting a losing battle. the water ghoul leaves, the quiet sound of his leather boots tapping against the marble floors. he leads himself to his room and lays down, finally starting to calm down from the frustration he took from dew. the stress he's had still remains, everything seeming to just pile up instead of eventually fading away. maybe rain's right. maybe he's been worrying too much about the others to properly take care of himself. it might not be so bad to listen to rain.

the next day aether is still in the same state as he fell asleep in. bags begin to form under his eyes, his tail dragging on the floor behind him. rain knocks on the door to make sure aether is awake and offer to walk with him to breakfast. aether doesn't know, but rain is going to make today flow as nicely for aether is possible. he asked the rest of the ghouls to make sure they relax today too, to prevent any more stress being inflicted on aether.

"morning, sleeping beauty. you woke a bit later than usual today." rains soft voice welcomes aether when he opens the door, rubbing his eyes.

"good morning, rain. what time is it?"

"almost 11 am."

"Oh, Yeah.. that's a bit later than usual, sorry."

"Its ok! I was a bit busy thus morning anyway, so it works out. do you want to get some breakfast with me?"

"I'd love to." aether smiles, taking rain's hand. they walk together through the hallways, light glimmering from the soft windows they pass. the natural lighting is enough not to need anything else, and the colors from the stained glass enhance the building's beauty. the two ghouls talk about whatever nonsense comes into mind, laughing and smiling with each other. rain is happy to see aether giving a genuine smile. it's the first he's seen for a few days. he wishes he could take a picture, just to be able to stare at it longer.

they find their way to the kitchen and grab whatever food the others didn't get to. unfortunately all of the muffins were gone. dew probably ate them, knowing the little bottomless pit he is, especially when it comes to sweets. rain hands aether a banana smoothie, one he asked a sister of sin to make. he sees her in the kitchen often, so he was sure to ask her to make one. he knows those are aether's favorite, and wanted to be able to surprise him.

"this is for you. I told one of the sisters to make it."

"thank you! you're always so kind." aether's face lights up and he begins to sip on it.

"how about we go outside and eat? maybe by the pond." rain suggests with a smile written on his face. aether gives a moment of consideration before agreeing.

they sit on the dock, out behind the ministry. the sun's rays hit the water perfectly, making the tiny droplets sparkle in golden hues. rain fights the urge to dive in and swim, knowing he's doing this for aether. he wants aether to enjoy the soothing ripples of water, lapping at the ground nearby.

ignoring the food he got, rain positions himself to sit behind aether, trailing his hands along aether's broad shoulders.

"your shoulders are so stiff, aeth! no wonder you've been so cranky lately!" rain chuckles, now forming near circular motions with his wrists in attempt to ease the muscles his hands cover. aether purrs at the gentle rubbing of rain's hands along his shoulders, sighing at the relief. his feet dangle just above the deep blue water, the sounds of the waves helping calm him. rain always knows how to get someone to relax. it's like it's in his nature, to be so peaceful, and able to give others that same peace.

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hbyrde36 · 1 year

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Steddie Week Day 3

Woo! All caught up now ao3

Read Part 1 here / Part 2 here

Thank God we didn't peak in High School - Part 3

Prompt: First Kiss

very light smut

Eddie was struggling. Six o’clock in the morning was too early for any human being to have to be awake, let alone be AT work by. He hated opening shifts and only agreed to those he knew he’d be sharing with Steve. The store was slow during the early hours and it usually meant they had more time to hang out. If Steve did get busy, then at least Eddie had someone pretty to ogle as the other boy hustled back and forth through the store.

Neither of those things were happening today. He had seen Steve exactly once since he clocked in. They passed each other in the hall as Eddie was coming out of the break room. They locked eyes for a moment, nodded at each other, and went their separate ways. Eddie tried not to take it personally. Steve looked terrible, which made sense considering, well, everything.

Somehow, someway, Eddie made it through the day. He got busy enough for a while there that he hadn’t had the time to even think about Steve. It all came rushing back, however, as they stood next to each other at the time clock.

Eddie wasn’t sure what to do. He desperately wanted to talk to Steve, but wasn’t sure what he should say. He also didn’t know if the guy wanted to be bothered right now, likely all he wanted to do was take a nap.

Steve cleared his throat, snapping Eddie out of it and realizing he’d just been staring into space for a moment there.

“Hey, uh thanks for the ride home last night”

“Oh, yeah, no problem. I wasn’t sure you’d remember” Eddie said with a smile.

Steve blushed furiously “I don’t actually but um, Robin told me.”

Well that settled that. “It’s fine really, we’ve all been there.” Eddie reassured him.

“I kinda left my car at the bar last night, do you think you could give me a ride over there?”

“Sure!”

The trip back to the bar was much less quiet than the one they had taken last night. Both of them were still exhausted so the conversation wasn’t as animated as it might have been otherwise, but they fell into their usual banter with ease. It was nice after the somewhat awkward greeting this morning.

What hadn’t come up of course was the Nancy situation. When they reached Steve's car without him bringing the subject up, Eddie figured he’d have to.

“So, I'm sorry if this is going to make you feel awkward but I have to tell you something.”

Steve visibly stiffened and Eddie immediately regretted bringing this up but, best to just plow through it now.

“I don’t know if you remember but Nancy came over to talk to me and Robin before she left last night. She sorta told us what happened and I just wanted you to know that I'm here for you. Robin too, okay? If you need anything or if you want to talk about it. Whatever you need. I’m sorry if it was weird that she told us but I wanted you to know.”

“Oh. That.. that’s really nice of you to offer. Thank you. I don’t know how I feel about her telling you but it’s out there now. I’m sort of still processing it all to be honest.”

“I understand.”

Eddie went home and promptly passed out. Which wound up being a mistake as he didn’t wake up again until almost 9pm. That’s what he gets for taking a nap without setting an alarm. Nap roulette will get you every time.

He flipped his phone over, figuring there'd be a message from Wayne since he slept right through dinner only to find a string of texts from Steve instead.

7:03 Steve: Hey man I’m sorry to bother you again today but I was thinking about taking you up on your offer

7:15 Steve: To talk I mean

7:22 Steve: Could I come over? Or you can come here if you want…

7:45 Steve: I’m sorry you’re probably busy with your uncle. Don’t worry about it I'll see you at work tomorrow

Oh shit, how didn’t he hear these messages come through!

8:51 Eddie: Omg i’m sorry Steve I fell asleep and my phone must have been on silent. I can come over, if you still want me to?

8:51 Steve: Yea thanks. That would be nice

8:52 Eddie: I’ll be there in a few!

When Steve answered the door it was clear he had been drinking again. Eddie was no role model for healthy coping mechanisms, so he certainly wasn’t going to judge. He also wasn’t going to turn a beer down when it was offered to him.

They sat there in silence for a while, Eddie determined not to be the one to break it. Let Steve be the one to talk or not talk about whatever he wanted. Eddie was halfway through his second beer when Steve finally found his voice.

“When you said Nancy told you about what happened, does that mean she told you about…”

“Jonathan?”

“Yea”

“Yea, she did. That’s fucked up man. I’m sorry.”

“I just don’t understand it. I thought we were in love, I thought we were happy. Why did she agree to marry me if she didn’t want this anymore?”

Something must have flashed on Eddie’s face, though he tried to remain neutral and sympathetic.

“Oh god, what else did she say?”

“That you guys weren’t happy. Hadn’t been for a while” Eddie replied, wincing. It sounded just as shitty now as when Nancy had said it herself last night.

Steve groaned. “She told me that too. The thing is, I WAS happy. At least I thought I was, and I thought she was too. I mean, was I lying to myself? Is this my fault, did I miss something?

“Woah woah Stevie, I'm gonna stop you right there. No matter what, this is not your fault, OK? If she wasn't happy, well, that is what it is but she should have had the decency to break it off with you before getting involved with someone else. Don't let her convince you that you weren’t happy either, she’s just saying that to make herself feel better, I'm sure.”

“We were together for so long, I don't know what to do with myself now.”

“You’ll be alright. It’ll take time but you’ll be alright. I promise.”

“Thanks man. You’re a really good friend”

Things are a bit lighter after that. Steve seems to feel like he's gotten some of the weight off his chest and Eddie is just happy that he could help. They keep drinking and watching horror movies until suddenly it’s 3 in the morning and they’re both pretty drunk.

They’re half asleep sitting up and it's obvious that Eddie won’t be driving home tonight. He’s already resigned himself to spending the night on the couch when Steve asks the question that changes things between them forever.

“Would you want to stay over?” Steve asked.

“Sort of figured I would, can’t really drive like this.”

“No, I mean, would you want to sleep in the bed with me? I’m just not used to being alone yet and I'm so tired.”

Eddie knows he should say no. It would cross some invisible line that he has thus far been able to stay on the correct side of. He also feels like he’s at a bit of an unfair advantage. He knows Steve tried to kiss him last night, but Steve doesn’t. This time they’re both drunk. What’s liable to happen if they lay down together in the dark?

“Sure Steve, whatever you need.” Eddie is a weak, weak man.

It starts out innocently enough. Steve gives him some pajama pants and they change in front of each other. They’re both wearing boxers so it’s not like they’re naked. It’s not weird. Steve shuts the light off and they crawl into bed. It’s a queen so they’re close but if they’re careful they can avoid touching.

Steve makes no effort to avoid touching. He curls on his side, facing Eddie, who’s laying flat on his back. Then he throws an arm up over Eddie’s middle and cuddles right into his side. He says nothing about it, like this is all totally normal. As if they do this all the time. They literally don’t, this is the first time he’s been inside Steve’s house. Eddie doesn’t say anything either, figuring if Steve isn’t gonna make it weird then neither is he.

Eddie is about to drift off when Steve hits him with another curve ball.

“I lied to you earlier today.”

“Oh?”

“I do remember you driving me home last night.” Steve admits.

He what??

“Ok” Eddie says, dumbly.

“It’s like some special skill I have. No matter how drunk I get, I still remember everything.” Steve says it conversationally, like it’s just a fun fact. As if he’s not causing Eddie to have a low level panic attack in this bed right now.

“That’s…cool”

“So, I guess I should apologize for trying to kiss you last night.”

Oh god. What is happening?

“Don’t um, yea..don’t worry about it. You were drunk and upset. It’s fine.”

“Why did you back away?”

“Um…because you were drunk and upset??”

“And what if I tried again right now? Would you stop me again?” Steve asks.

“...I mean you are drunk, again. We both are. Steve, why are we talking about this? You and Nancy JUST broke up.”

“Well yeah but, couldn’t we just hook up? Friends with benefits kind of thing? I’ve always thought you were gorgeous and I really like hanging out with you and stuff. Could be fun…if you’re up for it.”

It was everything Eddie wanted, and feared, all offered up on a silver platter. He couldn’t do this, not without getting hurt. He should get out of this bed right now and go home.

Fuck it.

Eddie rolled them over so he hovered above Steve, hands bracketing the other boy's face on either side. Steve let out a whine that went straight to Eddie’s dick, and it was all over. The first kiss was clumsy and a little rough. Steve used more tongue than Eddie was used to but it didn’t matter that it wasn’t perfect because HE WAS KISSING STEVE!

It was amazing and Steve tasted so good and, god, Eddie was never going to get over this, so he’d better enjoy it while he could.

He feels Steve hardening beneath him and he can’t help grinding his hips down, giving them both the friction they’re craving.

Eddie breaks the kiss for a moment to look into his eyes. “Tell me what you want, Steve.”

Steve is writhing beneath Eddie, but he can see him making an effort to find his words through the haze of arousal.

“I want…to go down on you.”

Fuck, that’s certainly not what Eddie was expecting.

“But I've never done it with a guy before. Will you tell me if it’s terrible?” Steve adds, quickly.

“I don't think there's a chance in hell that your mouth on my cock could in any way be terrible, but sure. Whatever you want, baby.”

Steve grins at that and it’s such a beautiful sight, even more so when he does it again a little while later from between Eddie’s legs.

@steddie-week

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lisbeth-snape · 22 days

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So here's the second part, hope you like it <3

"The Curse" by Lissu

Part 2: Anna loves...!- shut up.

"I received the letter from your parents about your horrible accident, my dear," the headmaster started carefully, as he surely knew how traumatic it was not only for me but also for them. "I just want you to know that whatever happens, you can always talk to me or to our dear Mrs. Poppy. We're here to help you no matter what."

"Thank you, Professor. It means a lot to me, but I'm pretty fine, I promise. There's nothing to worry about, seriously," I tried to sound as convincing as I could, even though it was a lie. I wasn't feeling as great as I used to before the accident. The scar on my forearm looked the same as the day it was made—still fresh without any signs of healing. I tried to cover it up with long sleeves or a bandage, but the way it looked was only the tip of the iceberg. I felt like that wound was messing with me because I noticed lately that I was losing lots of my hair, my skin was gray, dry, and rough as sandpaper, no matter how much lotion I used. My head was aching almost all the time, and I couldn't focus even on the most basic tasks. But I thought to myself that now when I'm at Hogwarts, it will be better. I can make myself some kind of healing potion or ointment and help myself without anyone else involved.

After talking to the headmaster I went straight to the shower, and after that, I fell asleep immediately, completely exhausted. Despite this, my sleep was not peaceful. Nightmares haunted me all night until I woke up in the middle of the night, drenched in cold sweat, unable to move, which made me panic even more. The dream I had reminded me of everything that happened that evening. I felt disgust towards myself, with gathering all the strength left in my body, I tried to get up. But as I got out of bed, I stumbled straight onto the carpet, hitting the bed frame and the wardrobe edge. I looked around the room, and fortunately, I didn't wake any of the other three girls sleeping with me. Slowly leaning against the wardrobe, I approached the large, wooden trunk to get my clothes and cosmetics, then slowly and heavily made my way to the small bathroom attached to the room. My breathing was heavy, and my heart beat unevenly. I felt like I was getting weaker and weaker day by day.

I closed the door behind me and filled the bathtub with water, as I layed my clothes on the shelf. The bathroom wasn't big, but it was laid out quite spaciously, with the bathtub against the main wall where there was a huge window, and a sink with a large mirror above it. The countertop was also sizable for the space available, and everything was in the colors of the house. I looked in the mirror at my hair sticking out in every direction and dark circles under my eyes. I look terrible...

I combed my hair and tied it into a tight bun, then immediately immersed myself in the bathtub, which I had previously filled with hot water and lavender soap.

The water was soothing for my skin, which, although completely submerged and slowly warming up, felt as if it had frozen through, and I didn't even know exactly when, considering how warm was in our dormitory.

I submerged my trembling and sore hands in the water to give them some warmth, but instead of pleasure, I only felt how intensely the scar with the disgusting inscription began to sting under the influence of soap. I grabbed my wrist and examined it closely, seeing how all the skin around started to turn blue.

The curse is spreading through my body even faster.

Angry and powerless, I thrust my hand into the water, splashing it on the floor.

Great! Now I'll have to clean that up too.

Tears flowed from all the emotions I had experienced lately, but I quickly wiped them away and tried not to think too much about the terrible events, not wanting it to distract me from my studies, which were about to start in a few hours. I couldn't slack off, only two years left. I leaned my back against the cold edge of the bathtub and began to think about yesterday's conversation with the director. My parents had informed him about what I had gone through and the fact that since then, my health had been declining. He promised to make every effort to prevent my condition from worsening and to make Hogwarts a safe, stress-free place for me.

I finished my bath and wrapped myself in a towel. The wound on my arm still hurt. I need to find some ointment...

I thought, reaching for my underwear, which I put on, and looked at myself in the mirror. My skin was gray and dull, even from a distance, it was visible that it was covered with thick, long fuzz. What a mess, I hope I'm not turning into a werewolf, I thought, grabbing the rest of the clothes, which I quickly put on so as not to look at myself anymore.

I combed my hair again, accentuated my eyebrows and eyelashes, and applied a delicate, cool raspberry lipstick before leaving the toilet, casting a cleaning spell on the water I spilled from the bathtub earlier. I didn't want the girls to be mad, let alone slip on the slippery stone floor and hurt themselves.

It was cold in the corridors; the walls hadn't warmed up yet from the sun's rays, which were just beginning to creep shyly across the ground, tentatively reaching the castle from the level of the grass. Everyone was still asleep, so I quietly sneaked back to my bed and took out books for the first lessons from the cabinet next to it, packing them into my bag. I put on a warm sweater over my shoulders and headed to the exit to the main tower corridor, and then down the stairs straight to the Great Hall, hoping I could study there before breakfast and the whole room filled with noise and bustle.

The corridors were empty and peaceful; even the ghosts in the paintings were outside their frames, resting somewhere else. It was quite dark; the sun was gently coming through the windows, but not enough for me to see everything ahead clearly. I walked down the winding stairs in semi-darkness until I heard footsteps from the corridor next to it. I stepped back a little higher to remain unnoticed and leaned out gently. Professor Snape was walking down the corridor, limping on one leg, wiping the blood dripping from his nose every now and then, and his clothes were torn, showing his entire leg from the knee down, cut with various wounds, and a dark mark on his arm. I stepped back higher, hoping to hide, horribly afraid he would notice me, but he kept walking straight towards the stairs. I retreated a few more steps, my heart pounding like a bell, almost tearing itself out of my chest, and panic was fueled by the symbol on the man's body. To my relief, he went straight down to the dungeons, not seeing me. I breathed a sigh of relief and waited a moment longer to make sure he had gone deep enough not to hear me and then went straight to the Great Hall, where there were already quite a few bustling house-elves.

I greeted them and took a seat at the Hufflepuff table, sitting with a whirl in my head, which I wanted to drown out by laying out the potions book and immersing myself in it. I tried not to think about what I had seen and how terrified I was by the prospect of being in the same room with someone like that. I tried to remember every ingredient of the potions and their properties, the materials from which the cauldrons are made, and the rest of the basics worth knowing. As I reached out to turn the page, the same pain as before shot through me again. I reached for the table of contents to find something that could help me. Page 29, wound-cleansing potion... Hmm... 109, antidote for common poisons, 112, antidote for uncommon poisons. I don't know if that's what I'm looking for. 340, quick healing ointment. Oh, that might work! I marked the page with a small feather and began to follow the ingredients.

One medium-sized bezoar, 5 mistletoe berries, a pinch of powdered unicorn horn...Uh, where am I supposed to get that from?" I asked myself in frustration, finding an obstacle already on the third item of the recipe. I quickly glanced over the rest of the list and concluded that fortunately, that would be the only difficult-to-obtain ingredient. Lavender infusion I can even make in the dormitory; it probably doesn't differ much from the lavender tea I make on those days to stop my stomach from hurting, right? Hmm... honey water sounds simple too. It should be fine, but where will I get a horn from...?

Above my head, candles lit up, signaling that breakfast would start soon. House-elves began to arrange food and drinks on the tables, and I could hear Hogwarts slowly coming to life after the night, filling the rooms with the sounds of conversation and footsteps.

I closed the book and put it back in my bag; shortly after, the hall began to get crowded, including at my table.-What time did you get up?- Soap shouted from a few meters away, approaching the table.

-I didn't see you anywhere this morning, even when I woke up.--I woke up earlier today, couldn't sleep, don't know why- I said, squeezing her in greeting.-All right, ready for the new semester?!- she asked excitedly.

-She pointed to the trophy placed in the middle of the hall. -This tournament sounds really interesting, and those guys from Durmstrang are intriguing too—The end of the sentence was spoken much quieter, though horribly squeaky. It was evident that she was excited.

-The one you're pointing at clearly has a thing for Potter's bestie. - I tried to bring her back to earth, but she just got offended.

-Granger? But she's younger than us, and I think I look way better. He noticed her because she's from Gryffindor, they're everywhere it's easy to run into any of them. - she adjusted her light, long hair as if throwing her a challenge, although Hermione was sitting on the other side of the hall and wasn't even aware that anyone was talking about her.-Hey girls, what are you talking about?-

-Hey Colt, we're gossiping about the guys from Durmstrang-Those big guys? They don't look too bright, and look how they're all buzzed, they look like they're from Muggle prisons.-

-And how do you even know what Muggle prisons look like? You have no idea about the Muggle world. - she grumbled, looking at the students from the foreign school with buttery eyes. However, I preferred to focus on breakfast, seeing that relationships wouldn't get me anywhere with the upcoming exams, and that was the only thing that should interest me until the end of my education. Besides, something in me knew that I didn't stand a chance with any guy anyway. I wasn't one of those pretty girls... I still felt weak and hoped that sweet juice and a meal would put me back on my feet. I reached for the soft-boiled eggs and toast, and for dessert, I took a pumpkin pastry with me just in case I needed to munch on stress during potions. Yes, unfortunately, that was my curse. Since I was little, I would eat my emotions, for which I was mocked in Muggle primary school, I was that ugly, fat and different. As I matured, I drastically lost weight, but I still felt insecure about every part of my body, although Col and Soap often assured me that I had a great figure and absolutely beautiful face. Unfortunately, unpleasant things are remembered more than nice ones, and I always found it hard to believe them.

-Let's get going, we can't be late on the first day- my friend said, getting up, looking only at me, offended by what Colt had said. We followed her to the dungeons, which were, as always, dark and dreadfully cold, and I regretted not warming up with tea. When we reached the stairs, I remembered what I had seen in the morning. I reluctantly entered the classroom, looking towards the large desk placed on a small platform, luckily no one was there. Once inside, I took my place next to Lucy, with whom I always worked when we paired up, and prepared my workstation at the quadruple table with Colt and Soap on the other side.

-He's coming...- Colt whispered, not very pleased, and the whole class turned towards the door. A shiver ran through my body at the thought that a dangerous Death Eater was with us, and all the rumors Sophie told us yesterday were true. He wasn't limping at all, his walk was stern, straight and confident as always.

As he turned around I looked at his face, searching for traces of what he had on him in the morning, but nothing of that was visible anymore. His nose, although still crooked, seemed to be potentially healthy, and the way he walked didn't seem to say anything about a previous accident; I illustrated him from top to bottom, carefully and slowly.

-You're staring as if you were in love- Lucy whispered, poking me in the arm.-Uuuu, Anna loves...- I heard from my right. -Shut up, what? No! Calm down, everyone, you're behaving like first-years, and we're literally adults now- I quieted them down.-Besides, I saw something this morning, which was—

-Miss Doe, is there something you'd like to share with us? - the potions teacher turned towards us and after a second, found himself terrifyingly close to us; my heart began to beat in panic.

-N-no, sir...- I lowered my gaze, glancing at my friends beside me, and they, feeling that it was their fault too, also felt awkward and lowered their gaze.

-It seems Ravenclaw doesn't want to lose points on the first day, and, moreover, from such a brazenly stupid reason as not listening in class and interrupting me in my teaching? - he spoke slowly, syllabizing each word precisely.

-No, sir- I said softly, my voice trembling.-So what should I do in such a situation?- his face was so close to mine. -P-please don't punish my house for something that I did. I would like to take the punishment for my actions without involving anyone else...- I didn't dare to raise my eyes; his voice was too harsh and stern. However, I knew he was looking straight at me with his absolutely cold eyes devoid of any emotions except anger.

-In that case, after dinner, you will clean the entire hall and scrub all the cauldrons and tools that will be used today.-I promise, sir- I whispered as he was the one one who could heard that.

-Does anyone else want to add something?!- he said, turning around the class, almost hitting us with his cloak.-No? Excellent. Back to work.-He said gruffly and sat down with a thud at his desk.

-could be worse...- Colt said.-I wonder if he heard everything- Lucy said, terrified. -Hopefully not- I sighed, cutting off the lizard's tail.

-Maybe at least you'll have equally greasy hair after cleaning as he does, and he'll pardon you for the resemblance- I nudged Soap with the knife, not to harm her but to make her feel the prick.

-That's not funny, his gross, like he never washed those hair.- I said in disgust, and she just snorted, massaging her arm, then pushed me on Colt, as Lucy were laughing, as long as Snape looked at us once again with a warning.

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thatwritercricket · 2 years

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Dating Rock Lee is...

“I.. am fine. I need to continue.” Lee replied through gritted teeth. He was clearly not fine.

Dating Rock Lee is watching him train when he asks you to:

“Are you sure about this, Lee? I’m not sure I’ll be able to provide any good input.” You chuckled nervously.

“You are one of the most capable people I know! I need your input on my form.” He said, with a grin.

You nodded, sitting down in the shade of a tree. “Alright, if you’re sure.”

“I doubt you could help him improve if all you do is stare.” Neji’s smug voice startled you out of your thoughts.

“Um..” You mumbled, embarrassed at having been caught.

Sometimes, dating Rock Lee included getting teased by his teammates.

But you wouldn’t have it any other way.

I hope you guys liked this fic! I feel like the ending falls a little flat but I'm not feeling great today so that's probably why hahaha Ask Box: Open! ~Cricket

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achaiapelides · 11 months

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Kit's Diary

Chapter 16

Dear Ty,

I'm sorry I didn't write anything for the last few days. I was so exhausted from all the trips we made, that I fell asleep the moment I went to bed and didn't even think about you. Well, lies, I still think about you. Your ghost still haunts me in my dreams. (Ok stop with the cheesiness Kit! That happens, when you listen to Taylor Swift too much!) What I mean is, that I still think about you in every spare minute and I still miss you, but when I think about you it doesn't hurt as much. First I was scared that I would fall out of love with you and loose all my feelings for you, but I talked with Tessa about this and she said that she feels the same with Will, but that doesn't mean that she loves him any less than when he was alive. It's just that she got so used to thinking about Will and the pain that comes with it, that she got used to it. And I got so used to the fact that I can't be with you right now and have so much else to do, that it doesn't hurt as much. Just like when a child gets vaccinated and the doctor distracts them while giving them the shot. The needle is still there, but it doesn't hurt as much.

But enough about me still pining for you. Surely you want to know what I did the last few days. Or you don't. But I'm telling you anyways because this is still a diary.

So, on Tuesday we rented bikes at the holiday resort and then rode them to the neighbouring town Knokke which is in Belgium. There we went first to a museum about the birds that live in the area. It was very interesting. You would probably like it here. The first part of the museum was inside and you could do a test, how much you know about the birds while learning new things about them. In the end, you can print out your result. Afterwards, you can go into a park outside, where you can watch some of the birds. There, we met some experts who gave the young birds trackers around their feet to be able to locate them later. In a hut that was build in the beach area we found another bird expert, who didn't work at the park but still explained some interesting things to us. Sadly, I didnt really understand much, but I'm sure you would have understood everything. After the walk through the park, we also walked through the national park, which is located right across the border between Belgium and the Netherlands. On the walk we encountered some cows (?), that were laying around right on the walking path. No, they didn't run away from their farmer, they just live in the national park. So, we hesitantly walked by the cows, when Mina had the glorious idea to run to the biggest of the cows and pet it. I really thought it would get annoyed or scared and try to attack Mina, but apparently a little human is not scary enough for them, so it let her pet its face. Then a little cow also let me pet it. It was so cute. I even forgot to take a picture of it, but I'm pretty sure one of my pare Jem or Tessa took one. I will ask them. When we finished the walk, we were able to enter the museum again to go all the way up to its roof so we could take a look at the whole are surrounding the building. They also installed these big binoculars where you have to pay a few cents to use it for five minutes. Naturally, that's exactly what Mina wanted to do, so we all took turns with the binocular. There are many fields surrounding the museum and we could even spot some more cows on another field, but I'm pretty sure they were another breed, as they seemed to have black fur.

Then, Mina complained about being hungry, so we ate at the Café, which is located in the same building. We all ordered hot chocolate and some waffles, since Belgium is famous for its waffles. Which they deserve, to be honest.

(Omg, as I'm writing this, I can hear some cats fighting outside of my window. They sound so funny. Haha. Oh no, my laughing scared them away. Sorry, cats.)

Anyways, back to Tuesday. After eating the waffles, we paid, and rode our bikes to the beach, where Mina and I swam in the sea again and collected a lot of shells.There are these beautiful, long onesn that I absolutely have to show you and we even found one that looked like a sunset.

In the afternoon we went back home, where Tessa taught me how to cook spaghetti, while Mina run around the house, very proudly displaying the knowledge of how to pronounce "binoculars" and showed the plush dove, that she bought in the gift shop of the museum around the house. After dinner I was very tired and immediately went to bed. Mina joined me to cuddle and I guess we both fell asleep. Tessa found us and took a photo of us, which I'm not going to show you. Like never ever. It's very embarrassing. I drooled so hard on the cushion. Ew.

(Just found out that one of the fighting cats outside was Church. He looked at me with such an angel face I got another laughing fit. Haha)

On Wednesday morning we decided to do something calm that day, so we just went to the shops and bought some postcards and a small kite for Mina. I also bought a blue cap and a hoodie. Sadly, the only hoodie that would fit me was pink, but since I don't possess any toxic masculinity, I bought it anyway.

Lucky for Mina and her kite, it was very windy, so we went to the beach afterwards and managed to fly the kite. We had packed some sandwiches, so we spend the whole day at the beach and ate ice cream on the way home. After dinner I almost immediately fell asleep again.

Yesterday, we went to Sluis, which is a small town a few kilometres away from Cadzand, where we explored the shops and took a look at the old windmill in the middle of the town. I bought a snow globe in the gift shop. Also, the church there is apparently getting turned into a house to live in, like Shadowhunters do it for their institutes. Maybe it will be an institute some day.

In the afternoon, when we returned home, we saw two bunnies in a garden that looked time they were kissing each other and shortly afterwards a whole bunny family. Obviously I had to take pictures. At home, we wrote post cards for the people we know and when I brought them to the post office, I saw a postcard in a shop with a drawing of two bunnies kissing. I don't know why, but I bought it and another stamp, and WROTE YOU A POSTCARD. Yes. A postcard. No, I don't know what was wrong with me at that moment, but I put it into the postbox before I could rationally think about it and panic. I did that when I returned home. So yeah, if you received a postcard with two kissing bunnies on it, that was me.

Anyways, here are some of the pictures I took in the last days: (loads of bunnies, some of the cows, a windmill and the church I was talking about)

Now I have to go, because we're going to a town called Breskens today.

Lots of love (and kissing bunnies)

Kit ♡

Author's note:

Here I am, back from the dead. And not even on a Monday. Embarrassing. I was so stressed the last few weeks, that I forgot to continue writing. And the next few weeks, I have some exams, so I don't think there will be a lot of updates following this one until September. But don't worry, afterwards I will hopefully update every Monday again.

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shadow-princes01 · 2 years

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A new face in Hawkins

A/N: Ok so, I never write here, I'm not even that good at it. But the hold this man has over my life right now is forcing my hand. So here we go. I just want to get all this scenarios out of my head. Also, y/n is from Spain, and she is 18, because this is my fic and I make the rules. Also, this is supper long, I might make it multiple parts, I really like the world building stage, so if you want to skip all the introduction I will understand.

Summary: You are an exchange student who comes to Hawkins with a swimming scholarship. You don't know anyone and are approached by Dustin and Mike to play D&D with Hellfire.

When your coach had told you that the USA Olympic swimming team had seen potential in you and offered you a scholarship, your first thought was that you were finally going to get out of your small town and see the world. You imagined yourself walking through LA, living the American Dream as they showed in the movies. So when you arrived to Hawkins, Indiana, you were understandably disappointed. Sure, it was different from your village, the architecture of the houses, the clothes, the language... But it was still a very small place where everyone knew each other, which in turn meant that you were going to stick out, and not in a good way. Your host family was nice enough. The dad worked as a teacher in the local primary school and the mom was your typical house wife. The moment you came down from the plane they were asking you questions about your country, if you had cars in Spain, if there was electricity. You were already prepared for this kinds of questions, but it did not make the situation any less surreal. And then there was Ann, their 16 year old daughter, who was starting high school that year, and wasn't very thrilled with having to share her home with a stranger. Their house was nice, they had an extra bedroom so at least you wouldn't have to share a room with Ann. The moment you put down your bags on the pink colored sheets of your bed everything started to sink in. Tomorrow you would be the new girl, you knew no one there, you would have a completely different school program than the one you had back home, and worst of all, you would be alone. Suddenly moving thousands of kilometers away from home didn't seem like such a good idea. After unpacking and having dinner you went to bed, overthinking every little thing that could go wrong the next day, until your body gave up from exhaustion and you fell asleep.

The next morning you woke up feeling like shit. You hadn't slept nearly enough and last nights dinner was trying to make its way up your throat. You looked at yourself in the mirror, what does one wear on their first day in a new school?. You decided to go with the simplest outfit you had: black jeans, your Guns&Roses T-shirt, and a black and red plaid shirt over it. You weren't very good at make up, but you were capable enough to put on some black eyeliner and mascara. You thought you looked ok, good even, but that soon changed when you reached the kitchen for breakfast. The first one to react was Ann, whose eyes almost popped out of her skull when she saw you.

"What the hell are you wearing? Do you want to be bullied on the first day?"

"Why, what's wrong with my outfit?" You looked down at what you were wearing, you had worn this same exact fit many times before. "This is a pretty standard thing to wear"

"You look like a metal-freak, I can't be seen with you like that on my first day! I'll never make friends! MOM! Say something!"

At that moment Laura, Ann's mom entered the kitchen. She was about to ask her daughter what all the ruckus was about when she saw you. She tried to mask it, but the surprise was clear on her face.

"Y/n, honey, are you sure you want to wear that to school? It's not really what girls around here wear. Do you want to borrow something from Ann to wear?" At the mention of her clothes Ann changed her mind really fast about your outfit.

"What?! No way, she's not touching my clothes! We're leaving right now, I don't wanna be late. But if they bully her on the first day it's not my fault!"

"Ann!" Her screaming came too late, Ann was already dragging you out the door to her car. It still surprised you that they let 16 year olds have a licence, but then again, they sold guns in department stores, so you shouldn't be that surprised. You arrived in under ten minutes, and there it was, Hawkins High. It wasn't a pretty building, but it sure was bigger than your school back home. The minute you parked Ann told you to look for the counselor and to not talk to her once in the building.

"I don't want to be associated with you on my first day. Meet me here when classes end."

"But I have swimming practice after class, I have to stay longer" you exclaimed as she started to walk away.

"Then get someone else to give you a ride, cause I'm not waiting for you!" And then she vanished.

You could feel the stares as you made your way to the counselor's office. Someone next to you whispered something about having more freaks in the school. After getting your schedule and all the information you would need you were told that a student would come to show you around the premises. As you waited in front of the directors office you saw a girl with red hair and with her headphones on walking towards you with a face that said she didn't want to be there. When she got in front of you she took off her headphones and looked you up and down.

"So you're the new girl?" She didn't seem to be very interested in you, but she didn't look disgusted ether, like some of the other student's had, she just looked tired.

"Yep, that's me, my name is y/n y/l, nice to meet you"

"Yeah, same, I'm Max, Ms. Kelly told me to show you around, are you ready?"

"Yeah sure, let's go, I'm exited to see the pool"

"Ah yes, you are a swimmer right? Sport's scholarship and all that"

"Yup, that's the reason why I moved to the states, no big pools where I'm from"

"Well, I'll show you the important spots but I have to warn you, you are not very popular right now" She said it like it was no big deal, but to you it was a surprise. How could you be unpopular already? you had only been there for an hour.

You decided not to ask what she meant, you weren't particularly excited to know what had caused the whole high school to dislike you on your first day. Max showed you your classrooms and the pool. You were relieved at the sight of something familiar. Water had been your companion your whole life coming from an island. The main reason to move here in the first place was because there weren't pools big enough to train back home, you usually trained in the sea. But that proved difficult if the weather wasn't on your side. You released a breath you didn't know you were holding. Max noticed that.

"Are you okay? I know it's a lot, but not being popular here is not the end of the world, I'm not that popular ether." She looked at you like she was trying to comfort you in some way, but you could see she had her own problems too. She had dark circles under her eyes, and she looked nervous.

"It's not like I expected a warm welcome, but I don't really get the weird stares. I mean, am I that ugly?" You said, putting a weir face.

Max laughed at that, for the first time in that day you saw her smile sincerely.

"It's not that, it's just your look"

"Everyone's shitting on my look today, what's wrong with it?" Again with your clothes, this was starting to get tiring. Sure, almost all the girls you had seen walking around the school that day were wearing pastels and pinks, but you didn't think you were the only person wearing black they had ever seen. Max was wearing something similar to what you were wearing. Then again, she had just told you she wasn't really popular.

"There's nothing wrong with it, I really like your t-shirt. It's just that they have put a label on you already, because you look like you are with the Hellfire Club, and they are considered the freaks of the school" She paused for a moment and looked at your puzzled face "It's nothing weird, I promise, they're just a bunch of guys who play Dungeons and Dragons and they think having a name like Hellfire makes them cool or something. Actually two of the guys in that club are my friends..." Her face changed after saying the word friends, but again, you didn't want to pry. You quickly changed the subject.

"So that was the reason Ann didn't want to be seen with me this morning"

"Ann? Ann McAlister? That's who you're staying with? I'm so sorry. She went to my school and she's always been desperate to be popular"

"It's no big deal, it's just...she's the only person I know here, so I guess I'll have to eat alone at the cafeteria today" Max looked at you for a second.

"You don't have to, you can seat with me if you want, I'm usually alone"

"You don't eat with your friends?" Shit, it came out before you had time to think.

"Things have been... a bit complicated lately" She started to look uncomfortable so you decided to change the subject.

"Ok then, let's go eat, I didn't have time for breakfast this morning. I had to deal with Ann's mental breakdown"

At that she laughed, and you started walking over to the school's cafeteria. You sat down at a table far from the others and made some small talk. You could see her eyes move around the room looking for someone. Then, two boys who looked Max's age walked in. One was really tall and had long black hair. The other one was a bit shorter and had some kind of mullet. The moment Max saw them she stopped looking around, so you assumed those must be her friends. The boys sat down at a table with other guys, but those looked your age, and they were all wearing matching t-shirts with something written on them, but you were too far away to read it. Looking at the people sitting on the table you noticed one in particular. He was talking to the younger boys and he didn't seem happy. He had long hair, rings on his fingers, and you thought you could see a tattoo showing over his collarbone. Something about him caught your eye, you couldn't stop staring at him.

Suddenly he stood up on his table and started yelling something to the other people in the room. Most of them looked used to his antics, but some blond guy stood up from his table to yell back at him. That's when you noticed Ann was sitting at the blonds table, looking at the long haired guy with disgust. The blond was staring him down and as an answer the guy pulled a funny face on him. You think it was supposed to freak him out, from the way the blond dude sat down, but to you it was the funniest shit you had seen since coming to Hawkins, so you started laughing quietly. Max was also smiling from under her hand. You must have been louder than you thought, because you could feel brown eyes burning on your face. When you looked up you were still smiling and your eyes met. You stared at each other for what felt like ages, then he pulled what looked like a smirk and turned to his friends again. You quickly turned to Max.

"Who is that?" Pointing towards the guy with your head.

"That's Eddie Munson, he is the leader of the Hellfire club. He's a bit weird but he's harmless. He's like a God to Mike and Dustin..."

"So all the people in that table play D&D?"

"Yeah, Eddie is the DM, he is a senior like you, but he should have graduated... a long time ago, he's like 20"

"You say that like he is ancient"

You spent the rest of your lunch talking about other things, but you couldn't help looking back at Eddie from time to time. Something about him pulled you in (that something being he was totally your type). When you finished you left, figuring you wouldn't be seeing him again.

Boy were you wrong.

To be continued...

A/N: Hi again, I'm so sorry, but this is so long I'll write the bit about D&D on a second part. Hope someone like's this, and if not at least I have something to entertain myself with for a while. Also sorry if there are spelling mistakes, English is not my first language.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #first meeting #stranger things

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straightupsickfics · 2 years

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honestly these gifs are to blame for this <3

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Guillermo wakes up the moring after the wedding with a pounding headache.

It takes him a few more long, slow seconds to blink away the sleep in his eyes and realize that he isn't alone in his bed.

Nandor is sound asleep beside him, head half resting on Guillermo's shoulder. It dawns on Guillermo then that he has almost no memory of getting home last night. He knows he'd had his fair share to drink, and alcohol combined with his sheer exhaustion probably hadn't been smartest move ever, but still.

Plus, a hangover is the least of his problems this morning. Guillermo's pretty sure he's coming down with something, the lack of sleep, stress, and everything else finally catching up with him. His throat has that sore-ticklish prickle to it that feels like a warning for an oncoming cold.

Suddenly completely and overwhelmingly frustrated, Guillermo shakes Nandor awake.

"Hey," Guillermo says, prodding Nandor's shoulder. "Hey, Nandor!"

Nandor blinks a few times, eyes screwing shut in annoyance. "Not now, Guillermo, I am slumbering," Nandor all but purrs, tugging the blankets over him and snuggling himself in closer to Guillermo.

"Uh, Nandor, come on. Get up, this isn't funny. Where's Marwa? Shouldn't you be..." Guillermo trails off. He'd wanted the wedding to be special, perfect even. He had worked himself sick to ensure that it was, but that doesn't mean he wants to think about what Nandor should be doing on his wedding night.

Guillermo takes a careful look around his small, cramped room, half expecting Marwa to poke her head up from the floor and wish them a good morning.

"She is fine, she understands," Nandor says with a yawn.

"Understands what?"

Nandor frowns. "You had a penis on your forehead."

"O-kay..." Guillermo says, reaching up to touch his hair. It's still thick with gel from yesterday, and he's suddenly desperate for a shower.

"You were sleeping, and needed to a way home, so I brought you home. I will see Marwa later," Nandor says simply, as if this explains everything.

"You brought me home and then fell asleep in my bed." Guillermo's head is pounding too much for any of this to make much sense. Plus, now that he's sitting upright, he's more sure than ever that he's getting a cold. He rubs at his nose uncertainly.

"It was a very long day, Guillermo," Nandor sighs. "Your bed is not even very comfortably, it's very...springy, but you are very warm. A very, very nice... companion."

Guillermo can't answer him, though, because his nose gives a sudden, determined twitch before he sneezes, curling into himself with a strong: "H’uhh… huhhTCHshh!”

"What was that?"

"I think you mean bless you," Guillermo says, sniffling. "S'nothing."

"Well it's just that you do not usually make that sound."

"Well it's just that you do not usually sleep in my bed," Guillermo huffs. He doesn't like the way his stomach is flipping around every time Nandor presses himself in closer, stubbornly trying to pull Guillermo back down beside him.

"This is ridiculous," Guillermo fumes. "I'm getting sick because I've been running myself ragged for your wedding, and I'm happy for you, but you shouldn't be here, you should be with Marwa, but you're here. In my bed, and I'm happy for you," Guillermo realizes he's repeating himself but he's on a roll now and realizing all too quickly that he can't stop himself.

"But I'm just. I'm so tired, okay? I don't remember getting home, and everything is so—"

Nandor's hand is on his face. It's big and cold and not at all unpleasant, and Guillermo can't help but turn and press his cheek into the soft press of Nandor's hand.

"You are right," Nandor says, and Guillermo's mouth falls open in surprise. He hadn't admitted that Guillermo was right about something... ever. "I'm sorry, and I should not be here. I have a wife now but I guess I was feeling... afraid again and you said..." Nandor trails off looking pained. Like he wants Guillermo to fill in the blanks and make it all okay the way he always does.

Guillermo wants to say something about how they can't keep doing this, that Nandor has a wife now, that there's Freddie to think about, but... He really does feel like shit, his head and nose and throat feeling worse by the minute.

They'd spent thirteen years like this. Well, not exactly like this, but still.

What's a few more hours? A few more hours where Guillermo can feel safe and warm and cared for after spending nearly all his life looking after everyone else?

He deserves that much, he's sure of it. Guillermo lets himself meet Nandor's eyes, dark and pleading and something else Guillermo can't put his finger on.

They lay back down, Guillermo's head pillowed on Nandor's chest.

Just a little while longer, before everything has to change again.

#i still haven't watched this episode #i just needed to get this out of my head <3 #guillermo needs a HUG okay he is so desperate for a hug i had to give him one #my fic #ww//dits

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the-cinnamon-snail · 2 months

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Hey haha anyway I found this piece of writing from December 2021. It's been a while I think the main character's name is Ian? I'm gonna post this without reading it so if there's any warnings that need to be added tell me.

Everything started getting blurry, I could barely see anything. Tears were pouring down my cheeks as the world spun. My hands were shaking violently as I looked down, and stared at the dusty, blood covered ground. My best friend was there, asleep on the ground, surely he was just sleeping, right? He did not look like he was breathing though, the world seemed like it started heating up as I got angrier and angrier on what had happened to him. I became furious, and then I screamed.

I shot up in my bed, instinctively covering my mouth just in case I actually was screaming. I was in a cold sweat, shaking. That dream felt so real.. like it was reality. I have been having a lot of dreams like that one lately, but not all of them left me with this horrified feeling though. The dreams however, could simply not be real. First of all, I would never get myself into any situation like.. well like that. The second reason why these dreams were not real, was that the boy that was my best friend, I have never seen him before in my life. It was still concerning that I was having dreams like this, though.

I have had other dreams like this, a lot of dreams like that, but none of them play out exactly the same. The first one of them was.. somewhere in the beginning of last month, and I have so unluckily been getting them constantly since then. They managed to turn me, the caring, trusting Ian Raider into quite the paranoid teen, I am luckily able to hide it from my parents, though. What really worries me is that next week, I will be going back to highschool, and I honestly do not think in the slightest that I will survive. If I do, I have the feeling that a lot of things will change.

I rolled over in bed and checked my phone for the time, luckily it was on my pillow. The clock revealed that it was extremely early in the morning at 4:57 AM. I was not required to be up for another four and a half hours, give or take a few. With how exhausted I was from the dream, I decided that if I accidentally overslept by a few minutes, or maybe even an hour, that it would be worth it. With that in mind, I layed back down in my bed, and drifted back off to sleep.

The next few days were exactly the same. Wake up early from those crazy dreams, go through a boring day, and go back to bed earlier to actually end up getting a healthy amount of sleep. I went through the next 5 days after.. that dream pretty well, and the dreams were fairly tame. The sixth day, however, was a different story. I woke up at 6 AM from a dream that was not so settling. I was running from something, but I did not know what. I kept running, and running, and then I was caught. I was filled with a suffocating feeling, and then I fell. I could not even go back to sleep because I had to be up 2 hours later, so I laid in bed pondering what that dream was about. LIke usual, I came up with nothing for it.

That night, I just was not able to fall asleep. The next day was my last day of break, and then I had to go back to school. In short, I was freaking out, I tried but I could not keep myself calm. What if something happened the next day and I would not be well enough to go back to school? What if I fell asleep during school and had one of those freaky nightmares, and then made a scene? So many things could go wrong, and it felt like so many things just could not go right. I sighed as I rolled over in bed, I was worrying myself, I just needed to go back to sleep, no matter how bad the dream just may be. I got back into a comfortable position, and tried to make myself go back to sleep.

I was.. holding on to something? No, I was hanging from something, I opened my eyes to look down at the gym floor in my highschool, that room was gigantic. I panicked the moment I realized that if I was hanging from something, the only thing that I could be handing from was one of the lights hanging on the roof of the gym. I looked up and yep, I was hanging off of one of those blinding lights. My fingers began slipping, and then someone I could not quite see was crouching on the light, next to where I was hanging. I reached out to them but, when they grabbed my hand, I was thrown off, and I fell all the way down to the ground.

I bolted awake in my bed, glad that I was still on it and not on the floor. Almost all of the dreams I have had, I never recognized the area, but that was definitely the gym in my school. I was deathly worried of going back to school now, what if that actually happened? I would definitely be dead if anything like that happened. I shook my head, I already decided, all of these dreams were fake, they would not happen at all. I was just being crazy, still not a good sign as I had to go back to school the day after next. My life really had thrown a loop on me, quite an unfair one at that.

Being as it I could not sleep, I decided that I may as well find out maybe why I am having these dreams, well more like nightmares honestly. The first thing you need to do to find out where something is coming from, I thought, is that you need to identify exactly what that something is. The best, and only way, I knew how to find out what they were, was to start a dream journal. Yes, one of those dreadful things. Normally I would despise making one, but I did not think I had any other options at the moment.

I slowly climbed out of bed, it was definitely still late at night, although I had not checked the time yet. I walked over to my drawers, and opened the bottom right one, filled with school supplies I did not need and never used. I pulled out one of the black composition notebooks, I figured it would be big enough. I did not exactly want anyone snooping through my room to find this, so I opened to a random page and wrote down the date of my first nightmare. July 7th, man I would never forget that one. I went back to my bed and used my phone for a light. I noted the time was 3:18 AM, and that I should just write down one dream and be done, I would need energy for tomorrow. After I was done writing that one out, I hid the book between my mattresses, and went to bed, hoping for my sleep to be dreamless.

Luckily, it was dreamless for the rest of the night, I am not sure that I would be ready to wake up in the morning if it was not. I woke up at 10:45, my alarm had not gone off yet, which was strange. It only meant that my parents were not in the house, as they would have woken me up before that. I was alone in the house, so I decided writing down some more dreams would be fine, I decided on writing the more recent ones, I could not stress my brain to remember too much this early in the morning. I wrote down 3 major ones that had happened in the past week, and then a thought finally caught up with me.

This was my final day of break, all of my stuff was already put together, I had done it earlier in the week, but this meant that I would not have a lot of time to myself. That would be really bad, I would not have time to figure more of this out, I sighed. I could always drop a few classes I guess.

#i just done wanna cringe at my old work #old writing #writing #old draft #abandond draft #posts

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unabashedempath · 2 years

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Days 1 & 2

Well, what kickstarted this self-love journey was a drunken night out with my boyfriend and I's friends. We went out to go to dancing and seeing this pretty dope dubstep group when I had a few too many, on top of a Covid-19 booster, and an empty stomach.

See, that day in particular was one of my busy days. It's a day when I'm usually getting up at 7am for therapy, then trying to scramble and find breakfast while fighting off fatigue, making sure I'm caught up on readings for class, getting my TA duties and responsibilities down, while trying to figure out when I'll actually manage to get a decent meal in my body at some point. And alas, from the beginning of this post, as you can see I failed.

What I really wanted to do was go for a run after therapy and then eat breakfast but after my Covid-19 booster, I fell asleep - completely exhausted and worn out. I should've listened to my body then. But, knowing me, and how often I beat myself up, that was apropos and counterintuitive to my usual nature. I wanted to impress my boyfriend's friends tonight and host a marvelous pregame bash, do my class duties, and still go out and drink all so I could be "the perfect one". And when they had to carry me up the stairs to his apartment, vomit-covered, completely incapacitated at the end of the night... I had enough.

My body is not a machine to just be ran through to the ground. I can't keep treating myself like I have to put myself through the ringer in order to be loved. And even when I do this to myself, it's still not enough as I beat myself up for getting way too drunk and then start to punish myself. These are patterns I'm trying to address in therapy but I keep going back to what I'm most familiar with: self-hatred.

Then, the cherry-on-top of everything to make me feel better was to step on the scale and see that I know weigh 158lbs. Now, a normal, healthy brain would see that number and not panic. Especially someone with my height: I'm 5'7 1/2 last time I was measured. But... I'm not of a normal, healthy brain. I have struggled with disordered eating on/off for the past 10 years, and have diagnosed OCD... so if I can control something I will find a way to do just that.

I've always been lean but I have a death-defying fear of being too fat due to the conditioning I received in high school about thinness related to my blackness. I was considered an acceptable black girl because I wasn't both "fat" and "black" and those things together would be my undoing. So that voice creeps up every now-and-then, telling me that if I tip the scale somewhat, I'm going to lose everything and everyone I love. So I'll start to spiral until I find the newest way to lose weight.

But I'm not 16 anymore; I'm a 27-year-old who has endured a lot and is become more-and-more of a woman everyday. And I want to treat myself better-less alcohol, less soda, more rest-but I don't want to change my body. I'm not a triathlete; I'm at a beautiful weight for my figure. And I'm the only one who can stop this cycle... so that's what has led to this post.

I'm ready to love myself and really try.

I know it won't be easy, but I'm going to try to make small changes for a more positive outlook and stop beating myself up along the way.

So far, I've cut out soda and alcohol, incorporated more veggies, drank lots of water, and tried to rest. (I've been sick so no exercise, unfortunately.) And it has been a good 2 days. So I'll keep doing what I can and listening to myself.

That's all I can do, and that's all I have to do. I can only do the best I can.

#unabashedempath #womanism #mental health #feminism

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likeastarstar · 2 years

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could you do one of those bullet fic things (idk what they’re called sorry 😭) with how a member would treat you after a long day at work pretty pleaaaase

YES I CANNNN! Thank you for requesting this! Bullet fics are the perfect name for them! I should probably start linking these on my masterlist huh...

Seokjin

goes into full on distraction mode

he'd ask you what time you clock out and have things lined up from THE moment you're free, he'd make sure he's standing in front of your work building to walk you home, maybe have a coffee waiting for you. He'd already have a movie picked out or reservations made.

makes it so that you don't have to make a single decision at all the rest of the day. All you have to do is enjoy his company and go along for the ride.

I think if you were like "I'm seriously so tired, I can't do anything but just sit down and chill", he'd change paths immediately and be down to just hang out in silence or he'd let you lay down with your head in his lap and he'd massage your scalp and rub your back and take care of you.

he'd be so nice dude he values relaxation so highly I think he'd be the best thing to come home to after a long day

I bet he's the kind of bf to have edibles lined up for you guys to eat as soon as you got home and spend the rest of the night munching and playing video games until you fell asleep

Yoongi

he's Mr. Workaholic himself so I feel like if he saw how exhausted you were after a long day at work he wouldn't exactly know what to do at first.

he'd panic and overthink it at first, trying everything under the sun to get you back to the normal, high energy version of yourself that he was used to. he'd switch from his calm self to excited Yoongi so fast, doing the weirdest shit just to try and make you laugh and perk up

he'd make you such a nice meal and have you just sit and watch him cook with a drink in front of you.

Yoongi would want to hear all about your day and let you rant forever about work drama and give the best reactions to everything. he's a great listener, I bet he'd get super invested in what you're ranting about.

Hoseok

Also a workaholic

You'd walk in exhausted and fall face first onto the couch and he'd poke his head into the room and be like "soooo....we're getting drunk tonight?"

you say yes, obviously, and while you're showering the day off he pops off to the convenience store and brings back alcohol and snacks and he gets fried chicken delivered and he gets you a tiny little toy from 711 to make you feel better

you put the toy on your keychain and suddenly even bad days at work are a little more bearable when you look at it

Hoseok and you get really fucking drunk and make out and dance and film music videos in your apartment

by the time you go to bed, you don't even remember how hard your day was to begin with

Namjoon

I feel like Joon would find like fun things go to do around the city

He obviously likes to travel and see new things and I think that he'd find fun ways to save your day even if work was hard for you

He'd be really careful with you and fragile. he'd hold your hand at all times and just be so gentle.

I think he'd speak to you in calm, understanding tones and let you talk about work to release pent up frustration but also give the best advice ever

You almost start crying because of how frustrating work can be sometimes and his face changes entirely, abandoning every reasonable point he had just made and instead insisting you should quit because it's just a job and you'll find a better one which while maybe you won't quit it feels better now because you know someone loves you enough to advocate for you

Jimin

BOTH of you had a rough day at work

You're tired and over it and a little annoyed that you still have to be a functioning adult after the day you had and you snap at Jimin

Jimin, equally as exhausted snaps back and the two of you bicker for a moment before you mention your shit day and he pauses, admitting he had a long day too.

"Look can we just....go to bed?" He begged, "I just want to fall asleep with you."

It was like 5PM but you guys flop into bed with your curtains drawn and both of your phones turned off. He pulls you into him and hugs you tight, wanting to keep you close.

You feel better already, shut off from the world and off in your own cocoon with just Jimin to focus on. You fell asleep as soon as your head hit the pillow and when you wake up halfway through the next day, things are better.

Taehyung

You didn't tell him you had a bad day. You didn't even tell him anything at all- you didn't have the energy for it.

He notices you not texting him back for longer than normal and you didn't pick up the phone when he called so he goes over to your place

he has your spare key so he let himself in and he didn't see you at first but your stuff was dumped on the dining table so he knew you were home.

finds you taking a bath with headphones on, your knees pulled to your chest, eyes closed. you jump when you notice he's there but he doesn't ask any questions, just gets in the tub with you and spends the night there too

doesn't say a word about anything important for the entire night, he's just there for you.

Jungkook

Jungkook noticed something was off as soon as you walked through the door.

You didn't really walk actually you like slid across the floor like a slug and then just kind of melted into a puddle,

"Bad day?" "Terrible."

He takes you for a long drive with no real destination in mind but he knows where he wants to stop.

He stops at random places you've always seen on your commute to work but never had the time to stop- a million snacks and too many coffees later, he stops at a place overlooking the river.

It's pretty and you're full and you're happy to be there with him- you don't even remember what you were so worked up about in the first place.

#bts drabble #bts fic #bts scenarios #bts reactions #bts x you #bts bullet fic #bts blurbs

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yourlocalfictionalenthusiast · 3 years

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IN LIFE, IN DEATH...

PART TEN

:Masterlist:

A/N: And that’s a wrap! Ahh, writing this series has been so fun and I’m so glad that so many of you have liked it so much. Thank you guys for staying until the end and hopefully for upcoming stuff 👀 I hope you enjoy the finale of In Life, In Death... <3

(Also the song mentioned in part six and this part is ‘She Is Love’ by Parachute) <3

December 1994

Luke groaned as he woke up, squinting hard to try and adjust his eyes to the amount of light in the room.

Even before he could see clearly, he knew he must've fallen asleep in the studio judging by the soreness in his back and neck that he always got when he slept on the old couch. It couldn't have been more than six in the morning, and Luke could still feel the tiredness in his bones. So he tried to turn away from the light and hopefully fall back asleep, but there was something keeping him firmly in place.

His heart skipped when he looked down and saw that you were laying right next to him with your head on his chest and an arm thrown across his stomach. When he realized that his own arms were wrapped around you, his heart broke out into a full-on tap dance.

Waves of confusion ran through his still-foggy brain until he saw his guitar case propped up against the piano and his backpack on the floor with his clothes spilling out of it.

Then the events of last night quickly came back to him.

How he had gotten home late from rehearsal and his mom was waiting in the kitchen with his latest report card and her signature lecture at the ready. One minute he was standing there yelling, packing all he could fit into his bag, and the next, he was halfway to the studio with the rain soaking him head to toe.

He had expected it to be empty when he finally got there, but he was flooded with relief when he saw you. All the frustration slowly melted out of him the longer he laid there with you, leaving him feeling exhausted and shivering despite how warm he felt.

The last thing he wanted to do was talk about any of it, but when you asked, the words came out of his mouth before he could stop them.

He remembered rambling and crying again, the sound of your voice and the feeling of your fingers in his hair warming him up even more. Then finally, he remembered falling asleep with his chin tucked on top of your head, the smell of your shampoo filling his senses.

Without thinking, Luke reached down and carefully pushed a piece of hair away from your face, tucking it behind your ear and smiling to himself when you shifted into his touch. Then taking in a sharp breath as the realization ran through him all the way down to his toes.

You were his best friend.

The person he wanted to see at the end of a long day. Whenever he was full of anger or lost in confusion, all he had to do was look at you and everything suddenly made sense again. With your pretty smile and laugh, and your way of flipping that little switch inside him that made his head all fuzzy and the ground start spinning under his feet.

You were his best friend, and he was in love with you.

2020

All you felt was a mixture of anxiety and nausea as you stood on the Orpheum's street corner, biting the tips of your fingernails.

The entire plan hinged on Willie and Teddy getting everything done in time, and considering that they had betrayed you all before, you couldn’t help but expect the worst.

“Look, don’t worry. Willie said he’ll get us on that marquee.” Alex said nervously as he kicked pebbles across the sidewalk.

“This is going to work, right?” Reggie asked.

“It has to.” Luke mumbled, wincing seconds later when another shock hit them.

Two sharp pops cut through the air behind you and you all whipped around to see Willie and Teddy standing just a few feet away. Willie was watching you all carefully with concern written all over his face, his eyes lingering on Alex longer than anyone else. Teddy stood at the edge of the group, practically burning a hole in your face with his guilty stare.

“Are you guys okay?” Willie asked.

“Yeah, nothing we haven’t felt before.” Alex laughed awkwardly. “How’d it go?”

“Well, when the opening band wakes up, they’ll find their bus two hundred miles out of Vegas.” Willie said with a proud smile as he did a spin, showing off his stolen jacket with the band’s name across the back.

“With absolutely no chance of getting back in time.” Teddy added.

Luke gave Willie a fistbump and pointed up to the office above the Orpheum. “That means there’s probably a promoter up there freaking out right now.”

Willie grinned, sarcasm laced in his tone. “Nah, man. This is Hollywood. I’m sure he’s being very professional.”

You laughed and then Alex slowly inched forward, clearly struggling for the right words to say to Willie. You gave his arm a quick squeeze before following Reggie and Luke down the street to give them space. Before you even got halfway down the sidewalk, Teddy poofed next to you.

“You know, If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you don’t want to talk to me.” He joked.

“Teddy-”

"I just-I didn't want to leave things the way we did." He rambled. "I'm sorry, I should've told you everything that night in the diner-"

"Teddy, It's okay." You said. "You told me before Caleb could put the stamp on me, and you didn't know the details about the plan until after it was too late to help my friends. Plus, I know how much you're risking helping us now."

As soon as the words left your mouth, you felt some of the weight fall off your shoulders. You weren't sure why since the situation was still a little painful and awkward. But being around Teddy always made you feel a little like that kid who started working at the diner with Cece all those years ago. Besides, they were so alike that you found it hard to stay mad at him.

You held out your hand for Teddy to shake. "Despite everything, I'm glad we met."

“Likewise, Gorgeous,” Teddy said with a relieved smile as he grasped your hand. With a subtle wink, he nodded over towards where Luke was standing at the end of the street. “He’s a lucky guy.”

"What? How did you?-" You sputtered as he stepped away. You never told Teddy about Luke, or at least you didn't think you did.

Teddy just smirked in response before disappearing into the air. At the same time, you saw Willie skate away out of the corner of your eye, leaving Alex alone on the sidewalk.

You all phased next to him and Luke squeezed his shoulder reassuringly. "You okay, man?"

"Yeah. I'm good." Alex smiled slyly as he gestured to the office. "Looks like this show needs a new opening act though."

You grinned. "Let's go see if we can help with that."

When you got back to the studio, you found Julie pacing back and forth in the middle of the room as she wrung her hands together.

When you all poofed in, she immediately jumped into a load of questions, losing her breath halfway through and flailing her arms around.

"Whoa, just sit down," You laughed excitedly. "We'll tell you everything."

Julie took a gasping breath and plopped backwards onto the couch then stared at you all with expectant eyes. "Well?"

"It worked!" You announced. "Everything's fine."

"You should be getting the call...now!" Alex pointed to Julie’s phone on the table just as it started buzzing. You all cheered and Julie shushed you as she answered the call.

You heard a woman's voice say something through the phone and Julie gave a thumbs-up as she started jumping on the couch. You watched in amusement and mild horror as Luke and Reggie lifted Alex up into the air and spun him around.

Once he was back on the ground, Luke and Reggie made a beeline for you, each of them grabbed one of your arms and flipped you upside down over their shoulders.

You all spent the next twenty minutes laughing and screaming and Alex even got a little teary-eyed but you pretended not to notice. Then Julie called Flynn and ran off excitedly to decide her outfit for the night, leaving the four of you alone to plan out the setlist.

“Okay, so I’m thinking we start with Stand Tall.” Luke said excitedly as he wrote the words down in his songbook.

“Sounds good.” Reggie said, suddenly quiet.

“’Sounds good’? Guys, I wanna hear ‘That sounds awesome!” Luke reached out and nudged Reggie’s shoulder. “I know this isn’t the way we imagined any of this. But we need to be all in tonight. This is our second chance to play the Orpheum!”

“I get it.” Reggie sputtered. “But it’s hard. Do we even know what’s on the other side when we cross over? Do we still get to hang out together?”

You shifted your weight as the happy little bubble surrounding you popped. You had been so wrapped up in the excitement of finally playing the Orpheum that you almost forgot what tonight was really about.

“You guys are the only family I have.” Reggie’s eyes were glued to the piano as he played with his fingers. You reached out and locked his arm with yours in an attempt to comfort him.

“I don’t know what’s gonna happen either. But it’s not like we have a choice.” Alex said.

Suddenly, Reggie’s arm fell out of yours as all three boys fell back, clutching their sides.

“I’m pretty sure we do.” Reggie groaned. “And it rhymes with ‘Hollywood Ghost Club’.”

The garage doors creaked open and Julie appeared with a bright smile and a blue garment bag in her hand. When she saw your expressions, her smile fell. “What’s wrong?”

“We just got hit pretty hard by one of those jolts.” Alex said. “But we’re fine.”

“Oh, good.” She nodded, though she still looked on edge. “I’m nervous.”

“That makes two of us.” You said. “But we made it this far for a reason. We got this.”

“Can you ride there with me? I'm gonna need more pep-talk material for the drive there cause I still think I might puke.” Julie tucked her hair behind her ears.

“Of course, and don't worry, we’ll leave the windows open.” You joked, making everyone laugh.

The sound of a car horn cut through the air and Julie looked outside. "That's my dad. Are you ready, (Y/n)?"

You nodded. "Yeah, uh, give me a second. I'll meet you in the car."

As Julie disappeared behind the doors, you turned to the boys and sighed as you tried to soak up this moment. For all you knew, this could be the last little window of time you had alone with them before tonight.

Julie was a huge part of the band of course, but these were your boys. The ones who you started this all with, who had been by your side for everything.

From the look on all their faces, you could see that they were thinking the same thing.

Without saying a word, you launched yourself at Alex. He made a surprised noise but recovered quickly, throwing his arms around you and holding you tight.

"And I'm the emotional one?" He jokingly muttered in your ear and you pinched his side, making him jump back. "Rude."

As soon as your arms were open, Reggie stepped forward and hugged you so tightly that you were thankful to not need oxygen anymore because he was definitely crushing several vital organs.

You laughed and gave him one last squeeze before pulling away, locking eyes with Luke instantly.

Alex cleared his throat awkwardly and grabbed Reggie's shoulder, steering him over to Luke's songbook to 'check out the setlist again'.

"And then there were two." Luke joked.

You laughed and stepped into his waiting arms, making him laugh. You soaked up the feeling of comfort and familiarity for a minute before pulling away.

"This, uh, is for you," Luke said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. You knitted your eyebrows together in confusion as he handed it over. "I wanted you to have it in case...well, you know. If tonight doesn't work."

"It will." You said, trying to ignore the fact that it very well could happen. "You're not getting rid of me that easily, Patterson."

"I wouldn't dream of it." He quipped back, his voice sounding softer and less teasing than you would've expected. You pulled back from him and because you didn't know if you would ever get another chance, you stood on your tiptoes and planted a kiss on his cheek.

You moved away too fast to see his reaction but the gesture made the other two boys smirk at you as you dashed out of the doors, making a beeline for the car pulling out of the driveway.

The back rooms of the Orpheum were a maze.

You had left for a few minutes to walk around the venue and clear your head, trying to wring out the last of your nerves.

By the time you found your way back, you expected to find the rest of the band rushing to get ready in the dressing room. But all you saw was Julie anxiously pacing as she had been earlier, a habit she seemed to have inherited from both you and Alex.

“You okay?”

She snapped her head up towards you and sighed. “Yeah, just a little worried. The guys aren’t here yet.”

You looked around the room and then at the clock, frowning. The show was in less than half an hour and that was already cutting it close. Part of you wanted to go check on them but Julie seemed to need you more at the moment.

“Okay, well, give them another ten minutes. I'm sure they'll be here. They wouldn’t miss this…again.”

You ran your palm across the front of your pocket, feeling Luke's note next to your parent’s photo, and hoped you were right.

But then more and more time passed until the stage manager came to escort Julie to the stage.

"Just a second!" She calls out and then turns to you. "(Y/n), something's wrong. They were getting those jolts pretty hard before we left. They must've run out of time."

You shut your eyes tight as the words sunk in. All you could bring yourself now was, ‘This isn't what was supposed to happen.’

The world fell out from under your feet and you had trouble even standing up straight as you imagined what must've happened to them. Your best friends, your brothers, your family was gone and there wasn't anything you could do about it.

The guy knocked again, this time a little harder and with a nervous tone. Julie chewed her lip as she looked between you and the door and you could almost see the cloud of grief settling over her.

As hard as it was, you tried your best to shove your feelings down and marched up to Julie. There would be time to fall apart later, but you knew that this what they would want you to do. "Let's go do this for them, okay?"

She took a deep, shaky breath before hesitantly nodding. You followed closely behind her as she walked out the door though the halls until she reached the stage. You waited beside Flynn in the wing as Julie settled behind her microphone and addressed the crowd.

There were scattered claps from around the venue and then she took a deep breath before singing the opening.

After the first few lines, you took your cue and materialized at the center of the stage. The crowd gasped and cheered the way they always did, but you kept your eyes shut tight and focused on the music.

Just as the song started picking up, you heard a familiar pop in the air and then the sound of drumming. You whirled around to see Alex mounted onto a drum set at the back of the stage, twirling his drumsticks around and smiling like he had never been gone at all.

Once you got over the initial shock, you wanted to cry with relief. They were okay, they were here. Alex winked at you goofily, and you ran towards Julie’s keyboard.

She had started bouncing on the balls of her feet, both of you finally getting into the song now that they were coming back. You followed suit, dancing around the base of the drum set as yours and Julie’s voices came together.

Then Reggie appeared on the other side of Julie and you ran to his side. You bumped his shoulder with yours and he grinned, moving to stand back to back.

The song was ramping up to the chorus when a staticky noise cut through the air, not loud enough for the crowd to hear but enough to make you all look over to the other end of the stage.

You could see Luke's form fading in and out, a look of anguish on his face, and the pit in your stomach opened up again. The crowd was on the edge of their seats as Alex's drumming paused and Luke finally materialized to sing the opening of the chorus.

You didn't even know you were moving until you suddenly found yourself across the stage next to Luke, unable to stop smiling as you sang.

Julie joined you, throwing her arms up in the air happily and jumping around. Reggie appeared by her side, flashing the crowd a winning smile.

Alex stood up and gripped his mic as he sang this solo. You looked back at him and flashed him a proud smile, then whooping loudly when Reggie sang his lines.

You all went down the line hitting your notes until the chorus kicked in again and your heart felt so full you almost couldn't stand it. This was what you were so close to achieving before you died, it was all you had wanted for years, and you knew that if you hadn't died, that night would've changed your life. But this night was something even more special. Because you were all here, all together.

Even if it was just for one last song.

Julie caught your attention and nodded towards the platform that spread out into the crowd. You followed her to the center and stood back to back as everyone cheered.

The guys joined in on either side of you, Alex grabbing one of your hands and Luke holding the other. You all bowed to the audience before taking your cue and vanishing, leaving only Julie on stage.

You landed in the wing, feeling a little lightheaded and overwhelmed from all the emotions you had experienced in the last five minutes. The elated smile fading from your face when all three boys poofed by your side only to fall to the floor instantly.

“It didn’t work.” You said miserably as Julie emerged into the backstage area. She grabbed Flynn and whispered something to her, pointing in the direction of her family. Flynn nodded and disappeared into the crowd while Julie ran to your side.

You hauled Alex onto his feet, letting him lean on you to stay upright while Luke and Reggie trailed behind Julie as she led the group back to the dressing room. Once everyone was inside, they collapsed on the couch or the floor, loudly groaning in pain.

“What happened? Why didn’t it work?” Julie asked tearfully.

“I guess playing here wasn’t our unfinished business.” Alex said hollowly.

“Point Caleb.” Reggie muttered as he clung to the side of an armchair.

You stood frozen next to Julie as panic spread through your whole body, both of you flinching in sympathy as the shocks continued.

“You have to save yourselves right now.” Julie begged. “Join Caleb’s club. It’s better than not existing at all!”

“She’s right.” You managed to say, your voice shaky and almost giving out. Your stomach flipped at the thought of them having to work for an evil club owner forever, but the alternative was worse. “You guys need to go now! For me. For us.”

“We’re not going back there.” Reggie shook his head.

Luke pulled himself up and stumbled forward a little so that he was right in front of you. “No music is worth making if we’re not all making it together.”

You sighed sadly, thinking back to your conversation yesterday. “So no more regrets?”

Luke let out a deep sigh and then reached up and cupped your cheek with his right hand. “Just one.”

You furrowed your eyebrows in response and Luke blinked hard as if he was trying to find the words. "I never told you why I left that night."

"Luke, don't." You gave him a weak smile. "I get it."

"You do?" He asked.

You struggled to get the words out. "Yeah, I mean it was bound to happen eventually. We just got too close and it was weird for you. I understand t-”

"What?" Luke asked, cutting you off with a confused look. "No, no, that's not it at all. Read the-"

Before he could finish, you heard Julie gasp loudly from a few feet away. You looked over to see her stepping back from Alex with an awestruck look on her face as she gripped his forearms.

Wait, what?

Before you could even begin to process what you were seeing, Reggie was reaching out to Julie, who grabbed his wrist and hauled him up to his feet. The three of them stared at each other for a few seconds before Julie turned to you and Luke.

“Guys, come here.”

Alex reached out and pulled you into his side while Luke threw an arm around Reggie’s back and Julie brought you all in closer to her. At first, nothing happened. But then there was a faint buzzing sound and the boys lifted their wrist towards the ceiling and you all watched in awe as the stamp floated away in the blink of an eye.

“Whoa.” Reggie said, his eyes still glued to the ceiling. “I don’t feel as weak anymore.”

“Yeah, me neither.” Alex agreed. “Not that I ever was that weak in the first place.”

You rolled your eyes and let your head fall over on his shoulder. “What do you think that means?”

Luke smiled. “I think it means the band is back.”

It was quiet for a second before Alex looked at you all shyly. “You guys think we can try that hug thing again?”

You laughed as you huddled together again, sniffling and laughing. Then Julie yelled out that you had played the Orpheum and then you were all jumping around, still tangled in each other’s arms.

Eventually, you all broke apart and while the boys started chasing each other around, you turned to Julie. She looked into your eyes and immediately flew into your arms, muttering into your shoulder, “I always wanted a big sister.”

The words warmed your heart and you squeezed her extra hard, grateful that you actually could now. “Well, I’m honored.”

“My family's probably looking for me so..." Julie stepped back from your arms with the biggest smile you’d ever seen on her face, you jokingly bowed to her and she copied the gesture before disappearing behind the door.

You wiped the last of your tears out of your eyes and turned around to find Alex and Reggie were talking in whispers and wearing knowing smiles. When Alex saw you looking, he cleared his throat and nudged Reggie’s shoulder.

“Hey, Reg.” Alex said cheekily, not taking his eyes off of you for even a second. “I was going to check out the next band. You wanna come with me?”

“Sure!” Reggie started strolling towards the door, stopping only for a second to nudge your shoulder and whisper ‘don't do anything I wouldn’t do’ in your ear.

Alex fixed Luke with a pointed look over his shoulder and Reggie gave him a dorky wink before they poofed away. You smiled fondly at the space where they were just standing and awkwardly turned towards Luke.

“Hi.” You said, laughing awkwardly.

“Hi.” Luke muttered back as he stepped forward until he was close enough to grab your hand. “About what I was saying earlier…”

You opened your mouth to say something but he shook his head and pointed to your pocket. “Read it. Please.”

You tugged the note he had given you earlier out of your pocket and carefully folded it open to see that it wasn’t a note at all. It was the love song that Julie had found that day in the garage, the one that he didn’t want anyone to see. You struggled a little trying to decipher Luke's handwriting. The ink was a little smudged and the song was clearly unfinished but it was the most beautiful thing you had ever read. And he had written it for you.

"I didn't leave because we got too close," He said. "It was the opposite, (Y/n), I left because I was scared to lose you, and I know that doesn't make sense because I kind of did w-"

You carefully tucked the paper back in your pocket with one hand and grabbed the back of his neck with the other, pulling him down and closing the last bit of space between you.

Luke's brain short-circuited for a second before he started kissing back, grabbing your waist with enough force to nearly knock you both backwards. It was dizzying and a little desperate, yet weirdly familiar, as if you'd been kissing him your whole life.

Most moments with Luke felt like they were happening in slow motion, but this time it was like a high-speed movie montage of your whole lives. The stolen crayons, the time capsule, the pre performance pep talks, the smell of cinnamon, the ferris wheel, his jacket, the movie nights and songwriting sessions. All of it had led up to this moment.

"I love you." Luke said immediately after you pulled away. "God, I love you so much. I'm such an idiot. I'm sorry."

“Hey, it’s okay.” You laughed, blinking another wave of tears out of your eyes. “I should’ve told you forever ago instead of skirting around it.”

“And what is it that you should’ve told me?” He said teasingly and you rolled your eyes. You had gotten so used to Luke being so shut down or nervous around you that you almost forgot how much of a little shit he could be.

“That I love you too.” You said, unable to stop smiling.

Luke leaned down and captured your lips in another kiss, this time threading his fingers through your hair as he cupped your cheeks in his hands. “I’m never gonna get tired of hearing that.”

You bit your lip to keep another laugh from bubbling up as you looked up at him, feeling completely overwhelmed in the best way possible. "So...what now?"

"I don't know." Luke admitted. "But I know one thing."

"What's that?"

"That no matter where we go, or what we do," He pushed a piece of hair behind your ear. "In life, in death... I'm yours. Always."

The End

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