#mcl fluff

[allmcl]

❤︎ : MCL BOYS AS BOYFRIENDS !!

MCL BOYS . . . and little things about being in a relationship with them + habits they would have.

pairing. ot5 x f!reader

genre. fluff, little bit suggestive.

settle. established relationship ofc, this situates in mcl hsl since they´re teenagers in here.

content warning. mentions of sex in nath´s part but is way too subtle, kissing and the boys being whipped for you.

author´s note. i tried to make this as accurate and long as i could!! i love them so much :(

✧. - ̗̀ CASTIEL . . .

1. he would have such a SOFT spot for you, and it would be so obvious. you are basically the only one who can make him feel better when he is angry, and even though it may not seem like it, it is always very difficult for him to get angry with you. most of the fights you have are mostly in a joking way, mainly because he is way too patient with you, what makes it difficult for you to factually fight, and if it happens it has to be for a good reason. whenever he has a problem, or feels angry for some reason, he turns to you because he discovered that your presence calms him in some way, and he is more likely to take into account what you say about it than what other people say (literally does not care if someone tells him that something he´s doing is rude until you point it out). plus he can't help but give in to your attempts to make him smile when he's upset, which would bother him if it were someone else.

2. he would let you touch his electric guitar (which could result in homicide if someone else tried), he literally wouldn't care at all about trusting it to you. plus, I'm sure castiel would love to teach you how to play it, even if you understand absolutely nothing about music. from time to time he would teach you how to play easy melodies and tease you throughout the process, lovingly of course. it would be adorable to see him excitedly talking to you about something he likes, explaining in his own way how you should hold it, helping you by placing his hands on yours and smiling proudly when you achieve it. he wouldn't care if you couldn't do it, he'd really just enjoy spending time with you laughing when you hit the wrong note or when you forget what he was explaining to you. but it is true that he would be very excited to be able to share that with you.

3. so BOLD. i feel like all the time he would be saying the most out of pocket stuff that would make you blush intensely, and laugh about it because teasing YOU it´s his favorite thing to do. HE HAS NO SHAME, he wouldn't mind saying totally unexpected things in public or private just to see how your face immediately turns red. also would totally make dirty jokes just to watch your expression, also kissing you in public to fluster you would happen very often (i also feel like he wouldn´t do it in front of close friends, but would totally do it in front of strangers.) you could say that his main hobby is definitely embarrassing you.

4. SUCH A HEAVY SLEEPER, you could literally be shouting next to him but he would keep sleeping like a baby, not even MOVING the slightest. it´s funny because the only moment where he would actually wake up because of some movement, it would be when you pull away from his grip while cuddling for any reason. half awake he would simply mumble questions about why you moved, or just blink hard trying to see where you are so he can hug you again. his favorite way to cuddle would be spooning you, i don´t make the rules. he just loves feeling you snuggle against him and pull you closer. he woudn´t mind being spooned either if you liked it, but would prefer it the other way around.

5. he could be SO oblivious sometimes. like, for example, if you changed something in your looks he would take a good few minutes before noticing. or maybe with other things like you being mad. every time you would distance yourself from him because you´re angry, he wouldn´t notice. mainly because i feel like you two totally respect each other when needing space, but after you answering in a very sassy way he would just realize that maybe the reason of you distancing was something bothering you. he tries so hard tho to figure out these things 😭😭

6. used to dying his hair by himself since always, but it just takes a little insistence from you to let you help him. over time, it becomes a habit for both of you, so he always ask for your help whenever he´s about to start his hair treatment. it always ends up being a mess anyway, because he loves to get dye all over you whenever you do it just to annoy you a bit. (he also uses it as an excuse for you to massage his hair when washing it). and in case you would want to dye your hair he would gladly do it for you. but he just finds this moments so cute that he would do it so carefully and gently.

7. suddenly pull you into his lap to make you nervous, but actually enjoys a lot holding you. also loves to hold your waist, like, EVERYTIME. when you´re walking, hes already sliding his arm around ur waist. you two can be hugging and the first thing he would do is wrap his arms around your waist. the same when he´s kissing you, loves to pull you from the waist. would never admit how much he loves laying his head on your chest while cuddling, it soothes him.

8. for some reason i think castiel ignores EVERY message he gets. he´s just too lazy to answer, but only takes the time to answer yours. no matter the time, the place, or what he´s doing, he´ll type something back in response to whatever you sent. is also a huge hater on emojis, he would literally glare at the screen every time you send one. hate stickers too. ALSO HAS YOU AS HE WALLPAPER. would kill anyone who dares to tease about it. his phone has also a secret folder full of cute pictures of you. maybe sleeping, a blurry one walking, laughing, little videos of you two kissing, messing around, and he looks at every single one of them every time he misses you. he would be actually so shy if you ever saw it, he´s just so in love with you what can i say.

9. his kisses are the mos passionate thing ever. is just something about the way he makes you chase after him when he pulls away, the way even though he is normally unintentionally rough he completely changes when his lips are on yours. holding you so close to him by your waist, biting your lips from time to time, teasing you before actually kissing you, tracing the curves of your body while he deepens the kiss. he literally leaves you breathless every. single. time. the only way to fluster him is pulling him by his shirt and kissing him, he enjoys every time you do it even thought when you pull away you can see his blushing face.

✧. - ̗̀ NATHANIEL . . .

1. literally the most shy person at the start of your relationship. i think it would depend a lot when you two started dating. if it´s like in the game, he´ll probably won´t take long before actually being comfortable in the relationship. he´s been in one before, but the difference is that he never felt the way he does with you. i think he would anyway be so nervous to do almost anything. kissing, hugging, even expressing his love for you (which he does unconsciously anyways). he would wait for your consent before trying something like that until you literally have to explain to him that you´re totally fine with all of that.

2. he always find a way to help you anyway he can. it doesn´t matter what you´re struggling with, he will always be there to give you a hand. something i feel like something he always does for you, is remember the little things. i just think that nath is the kind of boyfriend who would be so attentive. he sometimes know you better than yourself, so he will always have your stuff prepared in case you need to go somewhere, he would bring you food he remembers you like, and would totally finish your homework for you when you´re too tired to do it yourself. he literally doesn´t care because he genuinely wants you to rest :(

3. SCARED of public pda. it´s not like a doesn´t want other people to know about your relationship or something, but he would never recover if someone saw you kissing, he´s just like that. anyway he´s totally fine with hand holding, you guys do it all the time. when he walks you home he always find a subtle way to graze his hand with yours until you get the hint (because he´s too nervous to ask you), and finally take his hand in yours. honestly, loves the intimacy it comes with it. loves to hold your hand under the table in a big group of people, while guiding you in crowds, while kissing, literally all. the. time. he takes hand holding even wen you´re both in bed, apart from the act itself, feels that holding your hand is a reminder that there are indeed feelings involved, gently intertwining fingers and gently pressing your hand from time to time in a loving gesture.

4. would love recommending books to you, and reading together. just laying in your lap while reading a book is all he needs to be happy. it´s okay tho if you don´t really enjoy reading, he just likes doing it in your company. in the case you like movies better, he would be fine watching anything you want, but secretly really likes romance movies. i strongly think that he randomly started reading to you at night whenever you stayed with him in his apartment. nath´s voice is so sweet and calm, that it lulls you to sleep almost instantly. also, he probably has the softest hands ever, and even softer every time he plays with your hair, so if you ever have trouble sleeping, you don´t have to worry about that anymore.

5. nath is mostly a light sleeper, and i think he is so prone to have nightmares. he sleeps better every time your next to him because you´re always ready to comfort him in case he wakes up scared. sometimes, when he´s alone and wakes up after having a horrible dream, he would think a lot about what to do since he just can´t sleep right away, the memories of the bad dream still livid. he would finally decide to text you something. if you´re up, he would like to call you and fall asleep while talking to you. if you´re not, he would just listen to your voice audios and try to regain sleep.

6. nath kisses are THE SWEETEST. he just adores kissing you when you´re alone. he always control himself when you´re in a public space, but in school would almost always wait for you both to be alone in the delegates room and would have a short make out sesh. he looks innocent, but he would be so passionate while kissing you. pressing you against the table, nibbling your lips, pulling you closer by the waist, the whole package. but the way he holds you is the purest thing i swear, so delicate and sweet that you get totally confused at the way he kisses you afterwards. he also loves staying there with you, simply hugging and pecking you in the lips form time to time.

7. loves back hugs. giving and receiving them. every time he´s stressed, you come up to him, and you just stay there, carefully squeezing his wait as you engulf him in a big hug. something about it makes him fell at ease, the closeness, the warmth, and the way your arms wrap around his torso and just stay there in complete silence, like you don´t need to say anything. when he´s upset, he does it a lot too and stays there like you´re some kind of charger. while sleeping is the exact same thing. i think we all remember that one episode in mcl where candy lays in nath´s bed and just hug him from behind. well, that´s exactly how i see them cuddling. no all the time tho, if you like being the little spoon is totally okay for him.

8. always sending you encouraging texts through the day: wishing you a good day, reminding you of something, sending some meme he finds funny, LOTS of stickers between texts, and stuff like that that totally brighten your day. also constantly likes to send you pics of his cat, calling you her mom all the time, which never fails to melt your heart. you´re the few people he trust enough to let you play with the little animal, hold her, feed her, and just petting it.

9. i feel like you two almost never really fight, just debate about stuff. but when something actually happens between i actually think nath would give you the silent treatment, in case you´re the one who messed up. also would give you that exasperated expression of him when he´s too stressed, and would be very petty. he would wait for you to come and apologize to him, which won´t long because he just can´t stay mad at you for too long. and if you´re the on who´s mad, in the first place he wouldn´t let you go, he would sit you down, wait till you´re not so angry, and talk about it while apologizing. he would try to understand you and give the time and space you need, still checking on you until you´re ready to forgive him.

✧. - ̗̀ LYSANDER . . .

1. the most romantic person in earth. he´s the kind of boyfriend who would LOVE to make handmade gifts for you. letters, crafts, and in general small details of things you like. dedicating love songs to you, most of the, written by him, leaving you notes throughout the day. i also feel like he would never forget to say good morning or good night to you, it's just part of his routine at this point. also has a lot of drawings of you in his note book, and is the most heartwarming thing ever. doodles of your face in his books, and some perfectly made drawings that would have him blushing if you ever saw one.

2. everything, but like, EVERYTHING reminds him of you. finds you in every single thing he looks at. it can be a cute picture, some object, a flower, a song. he always projects in the things he does, and mos of the time you´re the only thing he thinks about. i just feel like he he´s so whipped for you to a point where you won´t even understand. zones out all the time, mostly when he starts thinking of you (cough, cough, all day, cough).

2. castiel is TIRED. he talks his ear off all day about you, just ranting about every little thing you do for him. he literally knows so much about you two that he´s like the third one in the relationship at this point. he also notices how lysander always find a way to add something about you in every song. when it´s a song that they share, is very subtle, he just knows it because he probably mentioned it. but in the songs lys writes in his private notebook, they literally BASED on you.

3. LOVES to sing for you. his favorite moments are when you just lay your head in his lap and listen to his soothing voice whispering the lyrics of some song he wrote, which you instantly notice is about you. he doesn´t try to hide it anyway, but for some reason i feel like no matter how many songs he sang to you he just gets nervous every time. no because he thinks you won´t like it or something, is just that he talks about you in them in a way that is so disgustingly sweet and in love. also writes a lot of poems for you, and leaves them in your seat at the start of the day and loves watching your reaction while you read it.

4. stares a lot at you, in the most sweet way ever. actually so good at making eye contact (finds adorable how you´re always the first to look away blushing). his eyes literally shine the brightest when they´re focused on you, he doesn´t even blink for long seconds. his favorite past time is memorizing your features. this is why he know exactly how to read you. lys always know the exact face you make when you´re mad, the way you furrow your eyebrows when you´re confused or disagree with something, he know the exact color of your eyes, he literally knows your entire body language at this point, you don´t even have to talk because he already figured out what you´re thinking.

5. i feel like he´s the one normally initiating pda anywhere. he doesn´t really shows much affection in public, but would love having you sit on his lap while wrapping his arms around you and pressing his head against your back. lots of affection while passing by, just because he genuinely can´t keep his hands from himself. brushing his hand in your waist while passing, quick cheek kisses, lovesick smiles in the distance, instantly finding you in a crowded place and seeing him look at you with hearts in his eyes from afar, brief back hugs.

6. FOREHEAD KISSES. FOREHEAD KISSES. FOREHEAD KISSES. i think his main love language. he just finds forehead kisses something so sweet and intimate that he does it all the time. after a kiss he pulls away just to softly kiss your forehead. when he hugs you, he kisses your forehead or the top of your head because hes way more taller than you. while sleeping he does the same thing, since his favorite cuddle position is facing each other he kisses your forehead from time to time before dozing off.

7. his kisses are truly the most delicate thing ever. is just something about the way he pulls you closer, not even touching you, just placing his fingertips in your chin, tilting your face up to kiss you so slow, savoring the moment, tracing your jawline and carefully cupping your cheek after. and the way he pulls away makes you instantly chase after him. he´s so gentle, holding you like you´re made of glass, even sometimes biting so softly you just feel a little tingling sensation before he returns to kiss you sweetly.

8. loves taking care of you. every time you need help, just call, he´s there for you. you´re sick? he´s standing in front of your door with a bag full of food, your favorite snacks, and meds. you´re hungry? he doesn´t mind buying things for you, but prefers making the most delicious homemade meals (husband material fr). if you normally sleep late, he will totally scold you for not taking care of yourself and always makes sure you ate, drank enough water, and slept full 8 hours.

9. surprisingly good at giving advice, he just know how to say the right thing in the right moment, he doesn´t like arguments, so he normally hates fighting with you. he truly doesn´t mind who´s right and who´s wrong, all he wants is talk things out with you to fix everything. so he does the same thing when you fight to someone, he strongly believes the best way to make things up is giving each other and space and accepting your mistakes. also i totally know that it doesn´t matter how mad he is at you, he would never raise his voice or disrespect you. the way he still cares for you ad calls you cute names while subtly showing affection is the most heartwarming thing. he wouldn´t mess things up with you because of a temporary fight.

✧. - ̗̀ ARMIN . . .

1. can we all agree that armin and you are married, live together and raise your 4 children in sims? the moment you found about it was the literal most funny thing ever, he was casually showing you how he designed you two in his game and made a family in there, explaining everything with so much detail it actually seemed so real. YOU LITERALLY LOOK THE SAME IN THE GAME IT´S SURPRISING. he secretly wishes that his future with you looks exactly like that. it may seem like something he does for fun, but he literally aspires to have all of that with you.

2. gives you the most out of pocket petnames you can think of. both of you love to fight with each other who can come up with the most ridiculous pet names and just laugh your ass off while doing it. anyways it´s not so funny when he starts calling you his "pookie wookie bear" in public. he loves to do it tho because of how embarrassed you get. enjoys. every. second. hes totally unfazed when you do the same tho he genuinely finds it so hilarious. and if you call him an actually sweet petname, he´ll totally become a blushing mess so pls do it often, because he secretly screams internally every time you do.

3. you´re the only one who gets to touch his console. every time you two hang out in his house he lets you lay with him cuddling as you play together. so happy to share something he likes so much with you. he would also do things that he normally wouldn´t just to see your smile. he wants to share your hobbies just like you do with him, so all you have to do is say the word and he would do whatever you want, for example, going out. we all know he hates it but, for you, he would make an effort.

4. sucker for you playing with his hair. he finds it the most calming thing ever. it´s so funny how he randomly comes up to you, and lays his head in you thighs and you immediately know what he wants. literally vibrates from joy the moment your soft fingers start playing with his locks, softly scratching his scalp, and leaving kisses from time to time. also pls do it while you kiss him. his brain malfunctions every time you do it because he can´t take so much at the same time.i mean, your soft lips kissing his with so much love while you casually slide your hand through his hair, interlocking your fingers with it even pulling softly when he kisses you deeper? he melted. his kisses are so playful tho. loves to come up unexpectedly and steal kisses from you to make you flustered.

5. SO AWKWARD every time he comforts you. he tries so hard but even though he tries so hard to come up with something struggles so much to find the right words. it breaks him to see you cry, but sometimes its you who throws themselves in his arms before he clumsily wraps them around you and pats your back. he really wants to say something but he prefers to just hold you until you feel better. doesn´t pressures you to talk if you don´t want to, but is actually a very good listener and would silently stare at you while you rant about whatever is bothering you. also adds threats to whoever made you upset from time to time just to see your smile and chuckle about it.

6. he doesn´t mind about public affection. it´s not because he wants to make you nervous or anything, he literally doesn´t care who´s around. alexy for example doesn´t even care anymore because of how used he is to you two being affectionate. most of the time armin completely forgets where you two are, and just wrap his arms around you resting his head in top of yours, holding hands in front of everyone, unexpectedly kissing you whenever he feels like it. would GLARE if anyone dares to say something about it. i mean, he just loves affection, he hates staying away from you for too long so don´t expect him to be subtle. he also loves showing affection through little things like remembering little things about you.

7. LOVES horror movies. i just know it. normally uses them as an excuse to make you scared and snuggle against him every time something scary appears in the screen, and wrap his arms around you. anyway, he´s actually unfazed about everything he sees. i feel like it´s so hard to scare him. like, you have to pick a very good movie to make him at least flinch. definitely sleeps while watching 😭

8. loves to play silly jokes on you. can´t go a moment without making a joke, literally. loves to prank you every time he gets the chance, mostly scaring you for jumping out of nowhere because he finds the faces you make the funniest thing ever. also i feel like armin would sen you funny pics of him out of nowhere, a lot of memes, and random pictures he finds amusing.

9. SO unserious sometimes. this normally lead to both of you fighting a lot. i mean, you two would normally argue over a lot of stuff. not like actual fights most of the time, but the both of you are so petty that there is always someone who will be right and prove the other person wrong. worse when it's really something important and many times armin doesn't take it seriously, which usually happens because fighting stresses him out, and his way of dealing with it is by making jokes about it to lessen the tension. since this bothers you, you two end up fighting worse. in those cases, armin is initially convinced that he did nothing wrong and has no reason to apologize. it is almost always alexy who must intervene to explain to him that in fact, he is the one who is wrong and convince him (force him) to apologize, which he always does. anyway, over time, as he adapts more to the relationship and things get more serious, he learns to improve in that aspect, although you are almost always quite tolerant too.

✧. - ̗̀ KENTIN . . .

1. do i need to say that kentin is the most sweet boyfriend ever? i feel like hes the whole package. attentive, sweet, good listener, and SO PUPPY CODED. being with you literally makes him the happier person in earth, as cheesy as it sounds. he has no problem in telling you that all the time. he struggles a little but he out of nowhere starts ranting about how much he loves you, which you gladly listen to every time.

2. the most invested in physical contact. I think that kentin was always a loving person, but from the moment he discovered that specifically YOUR TOUCH is what makes him feel like he never had before, he also discovered that he hates being separated from you. he might even seem too clingy at times, since he literally sometimes feels his body ACHE from being separated from you for too long. he always seeks to touch you in some way, touching hands, hugs, kisses, anything that involves closeness.

3. kentin has no problem with affection in public, although generally you are the one who initiates it (in case you feel comfortable with that). however, the moment you show him in some way that it doesn't bother you at all, prepare to have him on top of you almost all the time. he doesn't really abuse it, but he does like to hold your hand and peck you from time to time, although he does blush if someone mentioned something about it. although he doesn't mind too much after getting used to it. his hold is literally the most soothing ever. its just something about the way his hands fit perfectly into yours, the way he gets lost in your eyes every time you two made eye contact, the blushing in his face when you´re the one kissing him first, and all the little gestures.

4. kentin kisses are literally the most breathtaking thing ever. he can never get enough of the taste of your lips in his. its just that he sometimes can believe the person he´s been dreaming about for so long is reciprocating his feeling, it sometimes gets too much for him. glossy eyes, faint touches, and loving caresses are the kind of things you can expect after kissing him (in private, of course). he just feels so vulnerable every time you cradle his face with your hands and get on your tiptoes to kiss him. i think he tries to be gentle, but ends up almost every time kissing you a little roughly, he just can´t help it sometimes. something he often does after kissing you, is pressing his forehead against yours just a moments before catching his breath and kissing you again.

5. he can be really insecure sometimes when it´s about you. he doesn´t find himself special to the point of deserving a partner so amazing like you, so, why would you even be with him while having so much other options? this thoughts get to him pretty regularly at the start of your relationship, because everything is so new to him and you´re just so important in his life that he needs a lot of reassurance during moments like this. he normally tells you about how he feels, but sometimes it gets a little hard for him to express himself. you know very well how to read him tho, he can be very transparent sometimes about his emotions. but after he gets more comfy in the relationship and starts maturing an realizing that you´re with him for a reason, this thoughts get almost inexistent.

6. can´t go a single day without cuddling with you. i think ken is actually very protective of you, which also shows in the way he likes to hold you. his favorite cuddling position his holding you securely against his chest, so he feels like protects you. and he totally does, because every time his strong arms wrap around you, pressing impossibly closer to each other is when you feel like nothing in the world can harm you as long as he´s there. but sometimes i think he wouldn´t mind AT ALL being held by you. there are those days where he feels like he´s just too tired and the only thing he needs is you, s he just lets himself relax in your embrace, calming himself by the sound of your heart beating.

7. loves hanging out with you. you guys see each other almost every single day. in high school, and then you both normally hang out a lot after that, normally going to the park, ken taking you on dates, taking a walk with cookie, making video call until late hours, and basically just coming out with any plan he can think of just to spend more time with you. you guys talk about a lot of stuff while chilling together anywhere you two decided would be a good place. talking about the future, where he always includes you.

8. LOVES making playlist for you and the sending them for you to listen to all the songs that reminds him of you. also, it normally ends with both of you blasting each one in your room while messily singing to the lyrics and laughing. i feel like he also loves to spend his time watching movies, and is totally the kind of person who wouldn´t shut up and would accidentally spoil you lol he always gets scolded by you.

9. kentin always does the impossible to avoid fights with you because he just can´t stand to know that helps the one upsetting you. if you guys fight over minor stuff he would apologize anyway, but he would be totally relieved you aren´t actually mad at him. but please never yell at him, or say something mean because kentin would literally cry. he actually does sometimes when the argument is serious and you just walk away out of anger. even if it hurts him he normally gives you space if you tell him (he would prefer not to because of his clingy ass but like, he gets it) but as soon as things cooled down, he would think of whatever he can do to fix things up (and just like lys, he doesn´t even care about who´s right). honestly, he just wants to make up as soon as possible.

©allmcl !

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[allyymcl]

heyy could i request making up with the guys after a fight please? tysm

—𝗠𝗖𝗟 𝗕𝗢𝗬𝗦 𝗠𝗔𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗨𝗣 𝗔𝗙𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗔 𝗙𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧

—pairing; ot5 x f!reader

—genre; angst, fluff.

—warnings; none.

—a/n; -

—𝗖𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗘𝗟; !!

this stubborn bitchh

i think he doesnt gives you the cold shoulder, because because he thinks it makes him really inmature

but wont talk to you right away

It mostly depends on who ended up being affected the most.

if you ended up more upset, he will give you your space and talk to you when you are ready

but he is the type of person who leaves the room to get some fresh air

he would hit things, yell, and say something he regrets

when he calms down, he will wait for you to approach him first.

however, it won't take him long to forgive you

he loves you, and hates fighting with you

maybe he's tough and you think he doesn't care too much about things

but that doesn't apply to you

believe me, you are everything to this boy

and, i think that if you didn't approach him first, he would end up doing it

cass is not good with words, so when he saw you he would just grab your face and give you a passionate kiss

and then hug you and say sorry for everything

if that doesn't make you forgive him,

girl...😤

—𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗘𝗟; !!

the most logical, really

personally, i think nathaniel is a pretty calm person after all.

a fight wouldn't be based on yelling, or anything like that

He would listen to you,

 and let you vent

but you would also like the same in return

Actually, 

arguments between you don't happen often.

But when they do,

 he would definitely be the first to go talk to you.

surely he would buy you something that you like, 

and would apologize for everything

but normally,

 yourfights are short and nath doesn't usually get angry for a long time

mostly because he ends up missing you

and even if sometimes you are the one who messed up

he would really stand being away for you too long

—𝗟𝗬𝗦𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥; !!

hater #1 of fighting literally

UPSETS HIM SO MUCH

i also think he is a real mature one

I think that, contrary to what might be thought because he writes songs

lys is not the type of person who can express what he feels easily

he has a lot of difficulties in it but he makes an effort if he knows that he is the one who made a mistake

he probably can't go straight to apologize and take his time

he wouldn't insult or raise his voice one bit, and just try to wait for you to speak and have an opinion on what you say

on very few occasions you would see him REALLY upset

however, after an argument he would just let you go if you want to be alone, but preferably talk about everything in the moment, nothing left unresolved.

however, i feel that for some reason, if you two were to fight, lys would write you a poem so you know that he is really sorry.

or maybe he'll compose you a song in which he talks about how much he wants things to be fixed

however, a part of him is a little stubborn

i feel that if you are the one who did something wrong and you don't accept it, he would hope that you are the one who approaches first.

however, as long as you say "I'm sorry" and really mean it, that's enough.

and even so, it wouldn't get so complicated, the first thing he would do would be to hug you tight and kiss you on the top of your head, relieved that things are fine between you.

—𝗔𝗥𝗠𝗜𝗡; !!

IM SORRY BUT

for some reason i think that armin is really inmature in arguments

he probably tries to get the last word ALWAYS, and usually doesn't really hear what you're telling him

he might get to a point where he would raise my voice to you but no more than that

besides, no matter if it's you or him who was at fault, he wouldn't let you be right.

and then, he would give you the silent treatment until he himself can no longer take fighting with you.

he would surely talk to alexy about it

waiting for his brother to agree with him about it

SO OFFENDED WHEN ALEXY STARTS SUPPORTING YOU (as he should 😡)

alexy would tell him that he is an idiot and that he should stop being childish and apologize to you properly

he probably takes a long time talking to him to think about how to tell you

finally, he just comes over at a moment when you are distracted and hugs you from behind.

whispering in a timid voice that he's sorry

obviously you can't help but give him a soft kiss and he simply lets himself be carried away in your arms, kissing you back.

after, he just keeps smiling and def thanks alexy for his help

—𝗞𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗡; !!

😦

i literally can't think of any reason why kentin would be mad at you

however, i think kentin would be quiet throughout the fight, hoping it would end as soon as possible and agreeing with you if necessary.

There's nothing he hates more than knowing you're mad at him and just trying to fix things even if he wasn't the one wrong.

HE DOESN'T DARE SAY YOU'RE WRONG

anyway, he would be SO UPSET

the last thing he wants is for you to be mad at him

if the argument ends he's the first to talk to you and apologize

AND PLS DONT YELL AT HIM OMG

he will literally cry if you raise your voice

and if you try to ignore him, ihe will follow you wherever you go like a lost puppy

also tries to talk things over with you so that nothing remains unresolved

he definitely does something cheesy like buy you flowers and chocolates and take you to your favorite places

if that doesn't soften your heart then...🔪

no but really, he's the sweetest of all, you can't not forgive him 😭

SO RELIEVED when you tell him he's forgiven that he just takes your face in his hands and suffocates you with kisses al over your face

#mcl nathaniel #mcl #mcl armin #mcl headcanons #mcl high school life #mcl lysander #mcl boys #mcl kentin #mcl mtl #mcl reactions #my candy love #mcl alternate life #fluff #mcl x reader #mcl fluff #mcl imagines #mcl castiel

[vilviko]

COMO BESA CASTIEL VEILMONT

warning(s) ₊ ⊹ ninguna, simplemente alguna leve connotación sexual

Nuestro pelirrojo favorito besa con pasión y cariño, una pasión que abruma cuando sus labios se tocan.

Su lengua recorre tu cavidad bucal, su mano derecha se mueve detrás de tu cabeza, mientras ocupa su izquierda paseándola por tu cintura.

El primer beso con Castiel, ocurre en el club de jardinería, transmite un sentimiento de timidez pero sigue manteniendo la pasión de Castiel, sus manos tiemblan levemente, se mueven de tu cintura a tu nuca en una velocidad abismal, quiere tocarte, quiere sentir todo de ti

Tus manos se entrelazan en su cabello haciendo que un leve gemido escape entre el beso.

Nunca pensó que sentir tus manos tirando de sus hebras rojizas, en ese momento se separó del beso.

Un hc personal es que Castiel tiene spiderbites y un piercing en la lengua, así que cuando te besa el pequeño bulbo metálico se mueve en tu lengua haciendo que te tiemblen las piernas y tengas que sostenerte de su camisa, cuando se separa del beso lame sus labios con su típica sonrisa burlona en su rostro.

"Sabia que era buena idea perforarme la lengua"

Los beso de Castiel en el instituto son feroces y hambrientos de más, la adrenalina de que alguien entre al aula A, de que Peggy escuche algo que no debe, de salir en la primera página del periódico escolar, todo eso lo incitaba a seguir besándote con la misma pasión.

Ama cuando tomas el control, cuando te pones sobre el y lo besas sin miedo, no morderá a menos que quieras.

Cuando pasas tus manos por su nuca y te lo comes con la mirada.

"Eso? No, no es mi pierna"

En la universidad, sus besos son nostálgicos y llenos de sentimientos, sus manos sujetan tu cintura con posesividad, y el tiembla; Castiel tiembla, por el hecho de que estás ahí besándolo, que no eres uno de sus mil y un sueños los cuales se repetían cada noche cuando soñaba con sus labios tocando los suyos, un sueño lejano hasta ese día.

"Dime que no estoy loco aun.."

En el amor, los besos de Castiel son tranquilos, sin prisa, sin miedo de que paparazzis salgan de la nada y publiquen su relación, se siente bien, su corazón se siente cálido.

Sus brazos bajan a tus muslos levantándote, tus brazos pasando detrás de su cuello.

Con sus manos debajo de tus muslos te guiaría hacia la cama, recostando tu espalda en la cómoda superficie, sus dos brazos atrapándote debajo de el.

Su rostro besaría tu cuello, tus mejillas, tus pechos, tu estómago, y se detendría en el momento justo para mirarte fijamente

"Dime, ¿Quieres que siga?"

Sus ojos estaban llenos de lujuria y amor, su mano hacia círculos en la parte interna de tus muslos.

En su boda, Castiel te besa con amor, te quiere demostrar todos sus sentimientos en un beso, demostrarte cuan agradecido está de que hayas elegido pasar la vida con el, aguantando sus problemas.

#mcl headcanons #my candy love #castiel x reader mcl #amor doce #amour sucre #castiel cdm #cdm #mcl #mcl boys #mcl high school life #mcl university #mcl in love #mcl fanfics #fluff #mcl fluff #fanfic #fic #sucrette #castiel x reader #corazón de melón #my candy love hsl #mcl oneshots #castiel fluff #castiel fic

[mclarengf]

orange/lime - max on a first date gO

OKAY

i'm envisioning a nice dinner date- max seems like the type of guy to do date nights right. he's not gonna half arse a first date by spending it on the couch watching a film or something.

he brings flowers!

he's kinda shy at first, pretty reserved, but then as the night progresses he opens up more cause he gets more comfortable around u and also the wine.

he shows u his cats as soon as possible in the conversation. bro's got pics of sassy and jimmy in his wallet like they're his kids. (they are).

he doesn't want to talk too much about racing i think, cause he wants to pay attention to you and not start yapping away about his job.

he yaps about everything else tho. maxplaining in full!!

he walks you to your car and opens the door for you and watch til you drive away, if you drove. if you got a uber, he'll hear none of it and when you tell him whereabouts u live, he'll lie and say you're just on the way to his so you'll accept his offer. he also opens the door for you, and he waits in the car til you get in the house and text him you're alr, to drive off.

#mclgf 0k celly #mcl x dpm #max verstappen fluff

[verystrxxwberry]

Hi, Alex! How is your day going? I was here to do a request about MCL high school life (completely sfw, so it is safe!) about the routes dealing with a reader who is stressed because they overwork in school and still doubt that will never achieve the dream of going to university?

It's just I am pretty stressed with the thought of not being able to go to university, because even if I overwork a lot, I don't get the perfect grades that I would like :(. Anyway, thank you so much! Love your writing<33

MY CANDY LOVE HSL; When you are stressed about school.

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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: fluff, MCL HSL routes, comfort. ↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: Greetings! I am doing quite good, thanks for asking. Regarding your issue, I understand you a lot, because my last year before entering university also was like that. I don't know how your country's education system will work, but whatever it is, university is not the only path in life. There are many people who have moved on without a career or something; and above all prioritize your own health! I understand that you want to get good grades, but if you overwork yourself you will only block your brain and not allow it to function well because it will be exhausted since it has no rest. Good luck, and take life easy, it's only one life you have and you have to enjoy it!

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CASTIEL 

He didn’t start caring about his grades until he saw that he failed almost every subject during the first months of classes. Sigh… he can’t let that happen.

Initially, there was a contrast between you and him. He was the stereotypical rebellious kid who didn't care about classes, and you were that student who was always keeping up with the class. Castiel is aware of how much effort you put into studying. Many times he would tell you to come to his house to spend time with him, and he would let you study on his desk for a while without any problem. Of course, he is strict about breaks and insisting that you give your little head a rest.

He will even quietly kiss your head spontaneously as you are focused on studying, to cheer you up however he can.

Castiel feels confusion when he sees that a grade matters so much to you to the point of breaking down over it. He doesn't blame you, but considers that you don't deserve so much pressure regarding grades. As he looks you in the eyes  and pulls your hair out of your face, he would say "Come on, life doesn't end because of a grade. You're human, not a machine; although sometimes machines fail too. But so what? We can't be good at everything. Ask for help, don't give up." You can feel his hand cupping your chin to make you look at him. And you can see the worry and affection on his eyes.

He's concerned about how this issue affects your mental health. After every test you take, he would take you somewhere for a date so you don't get over stressed. A break for your own good never hurts.

In Castiel's opinion, college is overrated; but he knows you are capable. More than once he will have had deep conversations with you about "You're already too hard on yourself, don't drown yourself in an abyss of negativity before you start something you want." 

Even if you didn't go to college, that wouldn't make you any less human. And there's nothing wrong with that.

Castiel would support you no matter what your decision, though he'd rather you take things more lightly. He doesn't like to see you stop enjoying your actuality because of the stress of school.

NATHANIEL

Nathaniel's strict prioritization of his studies was mainly because of his father, but Nath had inner desires that went against the stereotype that he was.

During class he already noticed that you felt some frustration when you received your test grade. His hand rested on your forearm and he looked at you with concern. "Hey, what's wrong?" 

When you explain your disappointment in reference to your exam grade, he sighs and shakes his head. "Get that thought out of your head, dear.... No grade is perfect and everyone has their strengths and weaknesses." He strokes your back gently, in order to comfort your state of mind.

If you're struggling with something, he has no problem helping you to understand it. He makes dates to study with you in a cafe <3 (he would end up inviting you to dinner or a drink in the cafe itself). And never feel ashamed of failing! Everyone does and there are always opportunities to improve. If there aren't, then life goes on; don't get stuck in the past.

Whatever grade you have, it will be something Nathaniel will congratulate you on. What matters is that you tried!

Nathaniel knows that having a good healthy schedule for your homework and study management will be what helps you get to college. He supports you, as long as you don't break your boundaries. Don't set expectations, don't compare yourself, just do what you can without pushing your limits and you can get to where you want to be.

Another thing Nath would also do is to talk to the teachers so that they can help you in those subjects that are more difficult for you, and he could accompany you if you wanted. Anyway, he does it for your sake and seeing that you also put dedication makes him feel happy and proud. At the end of each day, before you each leave for home, he would give you a little kiss on the forehead and say "Good job today."

LYSANDER 

Lysander takes everything calmly, even studies. During classes he takes light notes, but generally listens to the teachers. Not ironically, his memory does not usually fail when it comes to his studies. Likewise, he is not a strict person with his schedule and he will see that you are quite strict with yours. Why do you study so much if your brain needs a break?

Lysander has no problem accompanying you to the library, but he insists that between assignments you take certain breaks. More than once he will tell you "Don't be so hard on yourself, it will have negative consequences in the future."

After each study session he sings to you to relax in his arms, to take your mind off anything study related and get some rest.

Lysander believes that you shouldn't look so much into your future, since the present is already unpredictable enough without planning for something stable in the future. You build your way towards that goal you have, but you will always encounter some difficulty along the way. He knows that your grades are that difficulty that keeps you from moving forward in terms of your hopes of going to college.

"Honey, do what you can; what matters is that you tried. Life goes on, sometimes you have to take shortcuts or other paths that don't allow you to reach your goal. But it will never be your fault, since you already know that you have done your best" He would tell you while caressing the back of your neck. "Be proud of yourself and stop criticizing yourself so much. You don't value yourself enough to see that you are capable enough to put so much effort into things; and that is what should be valued the most."

KENTIN 

Oh no, he's not going to let your little oretty face fill with sadness over something as annoying as grades. He understands that you want to go to college and he will certainly encourage you to follow your dreams; but in moderation! He would suggest that you come to his house to study with him, or to the library, and then he would reward you with cookies.

Kentin will force you to take at least two or three hours a day for yourself. You know what they say about playing sports for a while a day so you can exercise your concentration? Well Kentin believes it and will encourage you to join his routines so you can concentrate better and study in less hours than extending them to the point that it affects you negatively.

There's nothing more upsetting for Kentin than seeing you cry over a grade. "Hey, nooo, listen, you're more than enough, don't let a grade ruin your life! You're very disciplined, I'm sure that facet already opens many doors for you even if you don't make it to college" He would tell you as he cradles your cheeks in his hands.

He's going to kiss your tears, he's not going to let you be sad for long.

Kentin is very involved in you taking some time out of your day just for you. He invites you to his house to take a nap, or to go practice sports with him, or bake cookies in his kitchen. But he also supports you to study and spend time studying; but he offers you the idea of balance your organization so that you can clear your mind and have a more positive mindset.

ARMIN 

Maybe Armin is a bad influence when it comes to giving school advice?- He would literally tell you to focus on being happy and leave all those worries behind you. In fact, he supports that idea of; if it makes you feel bad, leave it.

But he knows he can't be such a bad influence and push you to make decisions that distract you from your path for so long. 

It confuses him why you care so much about your grades. He witnesses all the effort you put into studying, since during exams time he can barely see you :(. Usually because he always brings his console with him, and that's going to distract you from studying. He doesn't mind being patient; he will always send you messages of support when you go to study!

It took him a while to realize that it really is an issue that affects you, but when he saw that it was serious, ah-ah, don't even think about overworking. "You know what happens to a character when they run out of stamina? They feel weak, they can't cope well with situations and they need rest. So do you!"

The easiest way he has to distract you is to write you a message in discord and saying “hop on terraria, bb” (or any other game). But he can completely adapt to those things you enjoy doing! He doesn’t mind (even if it is out home he is gonna whine a lot)

No matter the grade you get on an exam, he is gonna clap at you and feel very happy for you. Sometimes he’d make you blush from embarrassment at how loud he can be… But still, he is very proud of you. And he is not gonna hide it!

“Oh, hey, what’s with that pout? Come on, smile! You did such a great job.” He speaks in such a sweet way that it barely looks like him, but he wants to make you smile, to squeeze you in between his arms. “Never give up, you are strong enough to deal with this and more! But do it at the needed pace to not drain yourself, remember?”

Never back down never give up

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#: ̗̀➛ alex's mcl headcanons! #my candy love #my candy love headcanons #mcl headcanons #mcl new gen #mcl hsl #mcl nathaniel #mcl lysander #mcl castiel #mcl armin #mcl kentin #amour sucre #corazon de melon #cdm #fluff

[castiel-veilmont]

Castiel dating things

As stated in mcl ul he just enjoys having you around all the time. So before you moved in, it would just be so blissful for him to spend quality time with you in a casual way. If you hang out at his place studying in your pjs the whole day, while he scribbles down some things for a new song, he’d just feel so happy about the domesticity :)

He’s..very tender..like don’t get me wrong he’s a little shit, is incredibly playful and snarky, but he’s so whipped for you. His crush on you is so fat and intense and he’s such a fucking simp.

His insides turn mushy and he always thinks about you, doesn’t matter what it is that he is doing.

You’re the person he trusts the most. He tells you about band problems, about when he’s nervous or tells you about what weird things his stomach has been doing. He loves, cherishes and trusts you, you’re his sweetheart and his beloved lifeline, he couldn’t be any happier with you by his side right now.

Definitely steals your socks if he can’t find a matching pair of his rn and they will absolutely stretch out.

Sure his reputation in public is important, but that’s why the moments of “Cas being a loser” that you experience are so much better. (e.g. his fucking elvis cosplay)

He likes to sneak in small gentle kisses, sometimes to be cute and appreciate you and sometimes to just be a menace.

You two have a little bin of hair ties, if you have long hair as well, it’s also to prevent them from despawning out of existence as most hair bands do lol

Speaking of hair! He loves it when you run your fingers through his hair and have his scalp massaged, he relaxes completely and is putty in your hands. Though he also does love playing with your hair, it’s such a familiar sensation for him :)

He will play you gentle tunes on the guitar if you ask him to! Especially when you can’t sleep, he’s there to serve you immediately.

Loses his shit when you wear his clothes. Ugh he loves that sight. He just disintegrates right there on the spot. The cuteness is unbearable for him.

Refers to you as Pancake’s “mum” when talking to him and it’s honestly adorable seeing this big, oh so badass man, babytalk to his dog.

“Yes, Pancake, your mum’s showering right now. I know, bud, I miss her too :/“

He brings home stickers from any tours or events he goes to without you or brings home other souvenirs.

Has definitely thought about couples tattoos before, just hasn’t had the guts to ask yet.

Tbh Castiel is very down to earth and mature, he knows what he wants, which translates to him being pretty suggestive with you a lot of the times, BUT he’s also kinda uncool…in a loveable way..in a skrunkly way..

So sure, one moment you could be making out, the next moment he has you trapped under the blanket like a goldfish in a plastic bag, mercilessly cuddling you.

You two also have horrible karaoke nights together. Sure he’s the lead singer of crowstorm and all, but where’s the fun in a shitty karaoke night if there’s no shitty off tune singing?

And every night, he always looks forward to holding you close, snuggling one another and exchanging gentle kisses as you drift off to sleep <3

#mcl castiel #castiel veilmont #my candy love #mcl castiel fluff

[marycecilyy]

hello angel, how are you? i hope everything's fine <3. so i always read cute headcanons of nathaniel taking care of candy when she is sick/hurt but i never found anything more detailed about it like a oneshot or something and i was wondering if you could write something like that if you want? you are very talented and everything you write is perfect, hope you're ok <3

Hello, anon! sorry for how much it took me to write this oneshot. It's been sitting in my drafts for sooo long, but I got the motivation to finish yesterday and here it is :) consider this my comeback from creative block (i hope it is indeed).

Sweet of You

Rating: General audiences

Pairing: Candy/Nathaniel

Words: 2018

AO3

That tuesday morning was even more tedious than usual for Nathaniel. He was trying to pay attention to History class, but Faraize wasn’t making it any easier for him, deviating from the subject every five minutes. The chapter they were supposed to cover that day was German unification, a theme that was capable of holding his attention for a long time if the class wasn’t so interested in asking the teacher every detail about his past relationships. Nath didn’t understand why his classmates were so eager to talk about anything but stuff that was actually going to be covered in their exams.

Either way, that day Nathaniel wasn’t as irritated by his friends’ efforts to dodge lectures as he normally would be. After all, he was barely listening to Faraize telling the entire class how miserable his own love life was. His mind was elsewhere, more specifically, on a girl that has been occupying his thoughts so frequently that he might have begun to charge rent.

If she was present that morning, Candy would’ve been sitting close to Rosa and Alexy, exchanging short looks and whispers that, although little, were everything they needed to communicate. He smiled, thinking of how much trouble the trio has been into thanks to their habit of knowing what’s up with everyone. Even though it bothered him sometimes, he would always remember how it was Candy and her will to help everyone that saved him from his father and be grateful for that. The bell rang and his classmates started to gather their things. It was time to go home. In the corridor, Nathaniel approached Rosa and Alexy, who were chatting next to the lockers.

“Hi Nath!” Greeted Rosalya, with a smile on her face.

“Hey, guys. How are you doing?”

“We’re good. So, what did you think of today’s class?”

“It was fine” Seeing how Alexy raised his brows in disbelief, he completed. “I didn’t pay much attention. I wish you guys just let him give his lecture in peace instead of asking so many personal questions, though. Unfortunately, the next exam won’t cover Sabrine and her addiction to putting ketchup on every dish.”

Alexy laughed loudly and Rosalya rolled her eyes, smiling. “You have to admit that his love failures are way more interesting to hear about than German Unification. And I’ll read the textbook later so it’s alright.”

“Yeah, I guess. Anyway, do you have news from Candy? Is she recovering from her flu?”

“She’s getting better, in a few days she’ll come back to school.” Alexy said

Nathaniel smiled. That was good. “Okay. Well, see you, then.”He made a move to leave, but Rosa’s voice stopped him.

“You should visit her, Nath. We already did yesterday and she said what she got isn’t super contagious. She’d love to see another familiar face.”

“Yeah! I mean, we know we are amazing friends, but I have to admit we can be a tiny bit annoying sometimes…” added Alexy “Just a bit, okay?”

“You say? I never noticed that! After all, you two are so reserved…” Nath answered in a playful tone.

“Hey!”

Rosa giggled at the boys’s banter and slapped Nathaniel’s arm. “You better stop with that, mister. We’re trying to help you out.”

“Help me out? What do you mean?”

Rosa and Alexy threw a meaningful glance at each other, which made Nath feel a hint of suspicion. What were those two up to? Anyway, he let the subject go and said goodbye to his classmates.

Just as he was leaving the building, the suggestion his friends made crossed his mind. He would love to visit Candy, sure, but wouldn’t he be too pushy if he did that? Their recent “date” to the vet had been his idea and, even though she seemed to have a lot of fun, usual etiquette would tell him to wait for any indication of her wanting to do something again. On the other side, it wasn’t like she showed him signals of not being interested. It was quite the opposite, every day he was more convinced he should do something about his crush and ask her out on a proper date.

With all these thoughts roaming over his head, Nathaniel sat on a bench at the entrance of the park. As his eyes focused on the backpack resting over his knees, a thought occurred. He could tell Candy that the purpose of visiting her was lending her his notes from the missed days of school. What a great idea!

Before getting to her apartment, Nath went to the market and bought some treats to cheer her up. Though he wasn’t a fan of sweets, he knew it was a good gift for a girl. He was glad that he already knew her favorite types of candy due to her habit of always eating something with sugar before an exam (her justification was that the human brain functions in base of glucose, therefore she needed to get the calories she was going to burn).

Half an hour later, Nathaniel was at Candy’s doorstep, notebook in hands. He pressed the bell and waited for an answer. A moment later, the front door opened. It was her mother.

“Hello, Mrs Darcy.”

“Nathaniel! You must have come to see Candy, haven’t you? Come in!”

Candy’s mom was very nice to him. She brought him with a smile on her face, asking if he wanted something to drink. He replied politely that he wasn’t thirsty.

“Please don’t mind the mess, we weren’t expecting any visits today.” Lucia grabbed a blanket that was scattered across the couch. “Have a seat, I’ll go and fetch her.

Before he could answer anything, a groan interrupted their conversation.

“Mooooooooooom, who are you talking to? Don’t tell me it’s Rosa and Alexy again!”

He barely had time to process the thump of footsteps going down the stairs when he heard her voice again, clearer this time.

“Guys, you know I love you, but if I can’t take another day of you two poking at me. You know those visits are just an excuse to tease me all day about my thing with-” He laughed internally as he saw Candy freeze as soon as she noticed the person sitting in the middle of her living room wasn’t who she was expecting. Her face was so cute like that, eyes wide open and face growing redder by the second. However, his amusement vanished as soon as he noticed how she was dressed.

He didn’t know what he was expecting her to be wearing, but it sure wasn't a tiny pajama set that, although seeming comfortable, wasn’t fitting to receive visits from a guy. He looked at his hands, unable to glance any more at her underdressed figure. As quickly as Candy appeared she vanished, running up the stairs and slamming the door to her room. Worried, Nath stood up and slowly walked the same path she had just done, not before throwing a glance at Lucia and receiving an encouraging nod. From the outside of the bedroom, Nath heard a muffled cry as if she had just screamed with her head buried in a pillow. Not wasting any time, he knocked on the door.

“Who is it?”

“It's me. Nath.”

He waited patiently through the ruffling noises. A few moments later, she answered.

“Come in!”

He opened the door slowly and sighed in relief. Thankfully, she had put on a pair of shorts and a plain t-shirt. He watched as she sat on the bed, looking as pretty as ever even though her hair was messy and her clothes rumpled.

“Hi.” He said.

“Hi… gosh, that was so embarrassing. I’m so sorry, I just wasn’t expecting you and-”

“Don’t worry. Actually, it was cute seeing you like that.” If this situation had happened a few weeks ago, he probably would have been mortified. Now, he was even able to make fun of it at her expense. Who would say, huh. He was enjoying the new confidence that was starting to bloom.

“Seeing me in my pajamas? Wow, I didn’t know you were a pervert, Nath.”

“W-What?”

His face instantly turned red. He was about to start explaining himself before he noticed the cocky smile on her face, finding his reaction very amusing. Some things never change, huh.

-x-

Candy adjusted herself in her bed and tapped the spot at her side, motioning for him to come sit beside her. “So… what brings you here?”

She was trying not to show it too much, but she was very happy that he came. The only people that went to see her were Rosa and Alexy and, with all the love that she had for them, she had been wondering whether any of the boys was going to come. It was such a pleasant surprise to see Nathaniel there.

“Well.” He made himself comfortable beside her and showed her the notebook in his hand. “You missed a lot of classes, so I brought the annotations I made this past few days.”

“Oh.”

Candy did her best to hide her disappointment. Even though she was happy that he cared for her learning, she was hoping that he came because he wanted to see her. She wished he felt the same rumbling in his chest as she did when she remembered their recent encounters and missed his presence. However, it made sense. He was the responsible president of the school union, it was like him to care for a classmate and friend. Still…

“Do you want me to go through my notes with you? Some of them are kinda messy, so it would be good if I explained them to you.”

She nodded, longing to talk about anything other than school. “I’m a bit hungry, so do you mind before we study if I go downstairs and get us something to eat?”

“Oh, shoot! I had forgotten!” Nath opened his backpack and started rummaging through it. Everytime their shoulders bumped with the motion of his arms, a tingle ran through her body. Being near him felt so good.

“Here it is.” Nathaniel retrieved a bag and emptied it all over the bed, revealing a mix of sweets. There were two chocolate bars, a few caramel lumps and a lot of sorted candies. Those were her favorite kinds of sugary food. How did he know?

“I’m not a fan of sweets myself, but I figured it would cheer you up.”

“Thank you, Nath. It was really kind of you. How did you know exactly which ones I loved?”

“Come on, you’re always eating those before any exam. I alway notice these details about people I care about.”

Candy didn’t fail to notice the sub intended message behind his words, and that almost made her choke on the chocolate she had already started chewing. After she recovered from the surprise, her eyes locked with Nath’s. She liked his company and how he cared about her. They had gone through a lot together. Plus, watching him free himself and be more open was pleasing. She liked every new layer of him he showed her. She liked him. All of him. “So, how has it been at school? I feel for you, having to put up with Rosa and Alexy without me to control their craziness must be hard.”

“Control, you say? I think it’s more of you engaging with all of their madness.”

“Hmm, maybe. Why? Do you have a problem with it?”

Nath laughed and put his hand over her thigh. Candy tried to ignore the rush that gesture sent through her body. They looked at each other in silence for a long time before his hand squeezed lightly her flesh in an intimate gesture.

“I don’t mind. I like it, actually.”

They did end up studying, after all. However, it wasn’t productive at all because all Candy could think of for the rest of the evening was his hand on her thigh and his eyes on her. Nath blamed her distraction on her fever coming back. She let him believe that.

#my candy love writing #my candy love #candy x nathaniel #mcl nath #mcl nathaniel #my candy love nathaniel #writing #oneshot #fanfiction #mcl #mcl fanfiction #fluff

[mcl-alloveragain]

[WHAT I THINK WILL HAPPEN IN ARMIN'S ALTERNATE LIFE EP.2??]

So, i think about it a lot (all the time) (even when i'm asleep) (i don't know how i will survive next weeks without knowing it), especially since at the end of the ep.1 Candy asked herself what the hell is she doing, hinting that she's gonna break the kiss, i guess...

And episode 2 in AL Lys and AL Ken was a date episode, where they were talking and getting to know each other again after all this time, so i guess at some point we ARE gonna calm down.

Theoretically it's now Candy's turn to act mature and try to talk to him, but i don't think she's gonna do this... Armin's ego fell somewhere in the middle of the episode, while she was still at it, so i think she need a bit more time...

Scenario no.1

We can start the next episode right when we ended the previous one, in the mall, still kissing. Alexy and Rosalya at this point are probably watching from somewhere around already (Alexy's full of himself because HA! HE WAS RIGHT!!! In your face, Rosa!). We're the one who are breaking the kiss, still angry and also freaking confused, cause why?! Why would we do it?! What's wrong with us?! You don't make the same mistake twice, and dating Armin was a mistake indeed, his behaviour broke our heart and it's even worse now, that we know the reason and we know that all that heartache could be saved if he only confessed earlier, fought for our love. Armin's confused as hell, too, but knowing him, he probably breaks the silence between us with a teasing joke, not especially funny, he's still dizzy. We don't apologize, no, we're doing the first thing our instinct is telling us to do and it's to RUN.

So we run away. We lock ourselves in one of the cabin in the nearest toilet and then process what the hell have happened. We know our feelings for him haven't died (after today it's hard not to know), but it wasn't the reason to kiss him??? What's wrong with us??? Rosalya came in, looking for us, but we don't wanna talk to her. She doesn't give a shit tho, forcing nas to unlock the door and then joining us.

Only while talking to her, we start feeling sadness somewhere under the rage. We quote his "I wanted to show you that i could be good enough" to her cause now it actually makes us feel so bad. How could he think he wasn't good enough for us?? Of course, he kind of was at the point when he barely made any contact with us, but it was way after this stupid idea with Disneyland, just before the break up. What in the first place made him think he has to impress us?

Rosalya is here all the time, listening to us and ready to advice something. She and Alexy heard our most recent fight too, so she has an idea what's going on. She's really the best, we're telling her that. We still don't want to face Armin now tho, we have too much on our mind. We leave the bathroom and luckily, Armin and Alexy are not around, probably talking over the situation somewhere else. Right, Alexy shared his secret with us when he wasn't supposed to. Hope they aren't fighting right now, it was already a tough day, we don't need to make it worse. Rosalya decides to feed us, so we're going to the fast food. We're hungry as hell and hungry doesn't support thinking. Will it be childish if we take something different from our regular order just to prove Armin that he was wrong?? He might even not see us here, so what's the point? We should stop wondering about things this stupid.

Of course Rosalya still has a huge appetite, and she is concerned about the amount of food we want to order and just makes it twice as the mum friend she is would. We sip our strawberry milkshake in silence, lost in the thoughts, while she starts to eat one of four servings of fries. Now she's the one doing talking. She still has our side at most, and she thinks Armin's arguments were stupid, but she agrees with him at one point – we should have told him back them how we felt. Because just as much as we didn't know what was he doing all the time, he didn't know how we felt all the time. We bit our lower lip. But he should at least have an idea about it, shouldn't he?

"But it should be obvious how I felt about it! How would he felt if I suddenly stopped talking to him, visiting, answering calls? What if I had just disappeared as he did, stopped making effort to contact him?" we insist. "He would lost his trust too. He would feel terrible, too."

How come even a strawberry milkshake doesn't make us feel better? We're starting to eat while Rosalya talks again. She does agree with us, but still tries to make us see things from his point of view too. Since when she's so considerate, you ask her butterly, since she was always shitting about Armin too.

"Cause I used to know only your point of view and it is, indeed, making him look bad. Now when I know his side, too... I agree with Alexy. You're both just stupid." Hey! "No, seriously, you guys should talk. You think you can do this?"

Do we? We think about all the nights we spent on crying even while the relationship was still lasting.

"He hurt me" we just say.

"I know. But you hurt him too." Why was she so... So... Ugh, so smart? We don't need smart, it is making it worse. We shake our head.

"I promised myself I won't ever fall for him again" we say quietly. But since we never stopped loving him tho...

"You promised yourself you're going on a diet and look, here we are, eating fast foods" Rosalya jokes. "C'mon girl. I'm not saying you should go and kiss him again and became a couple. But you do have to talk. Clear things up, but this time without yelling at each other. It may be even your last conversation ever, but at least you will be over it".

...last conversation ever? That hit us. Cause we definitely don't want that one conversation to be the last one, even tho it ended with this hot, passionate, amazing kiss... Well, we mean... Uh...

"I guess..." we agreed. C'mon. We're adults, we can talk. We can even kiss again if we wish to do so. It's not a biggie. And we honestly feel bad about the situation now, we should apologize. At least for today, because we have been awful and he was nothing but nice, trying his best not to fight.

"Great!" She suddenly stood up. "Wait here. I know where they are, I'll just send Armin to you!" Without waiting for our answer, she run away, leaving us alone with the table full of food. We wanted to stop her but she gave us no time for this. We didn't want to talk to him NOW!!! No, especially not now! Not after...! Ugh...!!!!

We tried to just clear our mind and not panic, focusing eating out chicken burger and staring at the table and nowhere else, so we won't get nervous when we see him coming. It was the longest few minutes of our live. But then we heard his steps and we felt him stopping near the chair on which Rosalya sat earlier.

"Hi" he said awkwardly. He didn't sound mad. He should, we expected him to. If not mad about the fight, then mad about the kiss, since it was without his consent... Well, if he kissed us back, he theoretically gave us his consent, right? "Can I sit here?"

We nod and he does so. He waits for us to speak up. Is he worried we start to yell tak him again? What exactly did Rosalya tell him?!?!

"Help yourself if you want" we pointed at the food. It was too much for us to eat anyways. He smirked.

"No way. So I do get and invitation to eat with you after all?" He laughs. "Eating together, a kiss... Omg, babe, is that a date?" His playful tone annoyed us a bit, but only because it made us actually feel something warm inside.

"Shut up" we say shortly. "Rosalya paid for all of this anyways, so i'm at least not wasting my money on you"

We bit our tongue too late, it was already said. Shit. We intended to be nice, not mean. Shit shit shit.

"Ouch?" He wanted to tease us again, we know it because we know him, but he stopped himself. Again, what the hell Rosalya must have told him?!

"So..." We took a sip of our cherry cola. "Are you and Alexy alright?" Your question suprised him.

"Why shouldn't we?" He frowned.

"...because he told me about everything?" You reminded him carefully. "He said you might even hate him for this..." Poor Alexy. He meant good. Well, they both meant good, actually. It's just their ideas that sucked.

"Oh, right." That's it? That's the only thing he meant to say? Silence is slowly killing us. We don't look at him, we look at our strawberry milkshake. Maybe we should order a chocolate one instead? We hated its taste, because for us it tasted like sadness in liquid, but maybe that's what we needed right now. "I..." He spoke up again! "Well, I couldn't possibly hated him if it caused you to kiss me, right?" He teased. He teased!

"Sure thing." Two can play this game. "I indeed heard opinions before that my kisses are surely amazing" We just can't blush. Don't blush, Candy, do not blush!!

"How many opinions excatly?" Was he asking about how many guys we have been with since the break up? Damn...

"It doesn't really matter" we were playing with the straw of our drink. "I think... I think we have more important things to talk about"

And we did talked. This conversation was... A lot. As calmly as possible talking about our point of views, fighting the embarrassment when stating out loud the things that hurted us. We tried our best not to cry when we explained that we broke up with him because we thought he didn't love us anymore, because he wasn't showing his love in any way. And we couldn't stop the tears when he said how much the breakup hurt and confused him after all the effort he made to make us the best suprise he thought we deserved, so when he was talking, we just stared down so he wouldn't see our face. We also apologized for today, he forgived us. Even joked about it. But he was also serious, which was new, cause he usually avoided serious talks... Well, he usually avoided serious talks bach then. A lot of things have changed, we guess.

And then it was it. Everything was clear and the silence made things awkward again. And we were out of strawberry milkshake, so nothing could really save us.

"Do you..." We haven't expected Armin to speak up again "Why did you... Why did you kiss me?"

Fuck.

"Why did you kiss me back?" We asked instead. "It takes two to kiss. You could simply push me away"

"I didn't want to push you away"

"Well, you should have"

"Excuse me?" He leaned over the table. "Why should I?"

"Uh, because i'm your ex? And i've been awful to you today? Even said pretty awful things to you just seconds before it have happened?" We argued. "It only makes sense for you to do so"

"So I'm not making a lot of sense then, hm?" He played with a lock of our hair again, just like he did earlier that day. He had this mocking smile of his that i used to love do much... "Since I actually wanted it to happen from the moment I saw you"

He got us speechless for a moment. He can't just be saying things like that like they meant nothing! But we would never let him win.

"Yeah, I know, I got even hotter over the years" I tried to sound confident. "I hear that all the time"

"You're beautiful, indeed." Damnnnnn! Who taught this boy words like that? How would we not blush at this point?!

[they talk a bit, find rosalya and alexy, everybody goes home, time skip to some days later to the date with Armin, for which we agreed to talk about things once again and maybe about last three years and what we were doing too, cute illustration, we're happy. For two illustration choice, two different possible places for a date(like in kentins al)]

Scenario no.2

It's been days.

It's been days and thousands of unanswered calls from Rosalya, twice as much unanswered calls from Alexy. It was annoying, but also understandable, considering the fact that I left the mall without any goodbyes. They must know what have happened. Even if they haven't see the kiss themselves, Alexy found out about it for sure and of course told Rosa as well. We haven't checked any messages from them, we actually cut off from our phone for a while. The fact that university classes started tomorrow wasn't helpful. We were about to see them, after all, and we still didn't know what have happened and what should we tell them. We also started to get hungry, and ordering food to our dormitory was no longer an option since our new roommate, Yeleen, disapproved, and she turned out to be a difficult person overall, and we didn't need to antagonize her. We were going to live with her for a year, so we should try to keep pur relationship at least neutral. And to do so, we were forced to get out. This, or die of hunger. After all, what was the chances to meet any of our friends if we just quickly go to the café and back? Also, we needed to find a job, and they needed a new waitress, so we could already get over it and at least take a look at it. So we went out, a bit stressed out, quickly found our way to the desired place and with relief found no familiar face around. It needed to be done quickly.

We ate some baked goods we ordered and drank one of the best tasting coffee we had in our lives, and then, since there weren't a lot people around, we got up to talk with the only employee that was around, black haired asian boy. He was so nice! We joked with him, he actually explained what are they looking for excatly and how his experiences with this work are, the payments and all of different stuff. We introduced ourselves, his name was Hyun and we actually studied at the same university, just different majors. We started talking about school and people and campus and teachers, and we had such a good time that we actually forgot that we needed to go back as soon as possible. And we regret it soon after, because we see something we definitely haven't expected to see today. All three of them, Rosalya, Alexy and Armin, sitting at cafe terrace. It was a lost case, thay actually noticed us before, staring at us and Hyun through the window while we were talking. We started to sweat. We were afraid to meet just one of them today, and there it is, a combo. We were screwed. Our good mood disappeared and we quickly ordered another coffee to have some excuse to stay inside. We could leave now and they would confront us outside or we could just stay as close to Hyun as possible, praying to God they won't interrupt us. We sat on one of the chairs near the counter and our new friend excused himself for a moment, to take orders from new clients.

"Anyways, about working here, you have to talk to Clemence and she's not at here today." Hyun sighed when he came back. We hoped he hasn't noticed how pale we were.

"It's okay, it's not that urgent for me anyways. I just wanted to ask around first since my last job as a nightmare." We told him. "So you recommend?"

"Yeah, I think it's fine." We could feel the eyes of our friends (and Armin) on our back, but acted like it was nothing.

He started making their orders and we were just watching him, unable to speak. Maybe we should order some cookies. Or maybe, if we asked politely enough, he would let us leave through the back door? Well, all those ideas went to thrash as soon as we heard well known voice behind our back.

"Candy, can we talk?" Armin, really. Couldn't have it be Rosalya, or even Alexy? We would at least know what to tell them. We don't know why we nodded, maybe because it would just look weird if i didn't, so we went to sit at a different table inside.

"What do you want?" We ask quickly and coldly. Don't know if he expected it or not, don't care.

"Could we act like adults, please?" He insisted. "You know that we need to talk."

"We needed to talk three years ago, not now."

"At least one thing we agree on", he snorts. "We would, if you haven't blocked me everywhere!"

"Oh c'mon, if you really wanted to contact me, you would!" We accuse him. "Through someone, or you could even come and talk directly to me, you knew my address!"

"Why would I if you didn't want to see me?!" Armin starts to lose his patience. "Told you already, your message was pretty clear."

"Told you already, you're an asshole."

"Candy..." He runs his fingers through his hair, visibly trying to stay calm.

"No" we don't let him finish his sentence "we already told each other everything!" But we start yelling at him again, repeating the same things as this few days ago. We're even more angry and annoyed now, because confronting him was the last thing we wanted to do today. He listened to it, trying to interrupt a few times but unsuccessfully.

We were just going on and on about how much dumb he was when suddenly, he leaned over the table and kissed us.

We reacted just like him back then, stiffened at first, then kissing back. Mmmm, he tasted like coffee...

Wait, what?! We pushed him back instantly, now sober from his charm.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" We hiss.

"Testing your way to shut people up." He says casually, teasing us again. "You were the one to kiss me first, after all."

Our face goes red from anger. Or... Embarrassment? 'Cause holy shit, he was right. We were the one who started it, we had no right to attack him for that. Realisation got us speechless for a moment.

"Well, now we're even", we mutters after a while. "Can I go home now? My life's quite busy", we lie. In our room, the only thing waiting for us was disney+. Well, actually, after finding out disneyland is to blame for our breakup, we think we might switch to netflix.

"No, not until we talk." We hate him.

"We're talking now."

"You know that's not what I mean." He laughs, his laughs sounds so pretty, I hate it too. "Please, don't be difficult."

Now we just want to yell at him again. We bit our tongue.

"Fine, whatever." We stand up. "Hyun, could you please get me some cookies to go?" We ask, going to the counter and then we see terrified face of our new friend. We start to feel pity for him, having to watch this freaking show. We pay for our takeout. We also notice that Rosalya and Alexy actually disappeared, probably right after they got their orders. At least we don't have to face them too.

"Uh, where are we going?" Armin asks, standing right next to us.

"I don't know, somewhere we won't scare their customers away?" We say sarcastically. "The park will do."

We except him to argue about that, he used to hate any outdoors place, but he actually says nothing our whole way there. We eat our cookies, as we always eat something when we're stressed out. He has his both hands hidden in his pockets.

"I'm sorry" he says suddenly. We frowns. We didn't see that coming.

"What?"

"I said I'm sorry." He swallows his ego. "I really am sorry about... About how things ended between us. You... You were right" And again, something we did not expect to hear. "I should have told you something, I could have told you something without spoiling the suprise. I guess I was too... Hyped for it, for making you happy by it, to think it over". He chose his words carefully and we can't help but think that he must have already talked about it with Rosalya and Alexy. Maybe they were the ones who helped him realise that.

We don't say anything, so he continues.

"I would never, ever hurt you intentionally. I had no idea how you felt. I thought everything was great between us. I was too busy and tired with working to notice." Shame in his voice softens our heart. We still say nothing, lost in our thoughts. He waits.

"I'm... I am sorry, too" we admit. Those are the hardest words to ever leave our mouth. But as we say them, we realize that we do mean it. "For dumping you without even trying to talk to you. And for my behaviour last time we saw each other." We mean the in mall. We pause, but he doesn't speak up, he gives us all the time in the world as we walk along the alleys. "I... I really just thought you didn't love me anymore." We stared at the ground.

"I did love you."

Why past tense hurts us so much? We're long over him. We were just fine those last three years, so why now, why him again.

"I didn't know that" we noticed. "You weren't saying so. You weren't doing anything to prove so. Or at least that's how it looked like form my perspective" we whisper. Our ego begs us to stop this right now cause we just embarras ourselves, but we think he deserves to know. Since he was the one who opened up first.

Our conversation actually starts looking like talking, not just bunch of monologues fromm each side. He speaks up about how he felt after the break up, we do the same (he actually does have some idea, since he heard Rosalya's words about her crying for days about it). We heal.

We part at sunset, but he asks us if we're free on next friday evening, so we can continue. We agree, and we are thankful our next meeting with him is in five days, since we have a lot thinking to do. He probably does, too, and that's why he suggested a date so far away. We don't kiss goodnight (Why would we think we would?? Right, we kissed twice, but only to shut each others up! We're not suddenly together!!!). We don't turn around to look at him as we're going straight home. And while we're there, we text Alexy and Rosalya. We don't tell them what we were talking about with Armin and they do not ask, either, which is suspicious but relieving.

[and that's it i guess, and for 2 illustration choices we could idk, choose between park or staying inside, i don't know, i don't care, i just want 'comfort' since we've already got'hurt']

Scenario no.3

Holy shit, holy shit, h o l y s h i t.

"You kisses me" he states. Well no shit, sherlock, we fucking noticed! "Wha-Why did you kiss me?" He demands an answer.

Why would we kiss him? Why the hell have we done that?!?! We panic internally.

"Why did you kiss me back?!" That's the only one defense we could think of. It takes two to kiss, so he couldn't just blame us for it!

"You started it!"

"Well, you haven't stopped it!" We argued. We were the one to start it, but we were also the one to pull off. And he? He not only kissed us back, he hugged us tighter against him, deepened the kiss, added tongue. He was still, in fact, hugging us. We notice it just now and push him away quickly.

"It doesn't change anything?!"

"IT DOES?!?! I just wanted you to shut up already! And what's your reason?!" We yelled.

"IT'S NOT A REASON!?! There are other ways to make someone silent!"

"Just answer mine question!"

"No, because I asked you first!"

We started to fight again. Yelling without even making any sense, screaming, standing dangerously close each other again. We still feel dizzy after the kiss and at this point, we are not even aware of what are we saying.

"oh god YOU BOTH SHUT UP AND KISS AGAIN ALREADY!" Alexy screamed from somewhere behind us. We want to turn around and yell at him too, but Armin has other plans. He cups our face and actually kisses us again, as furiously as before. And we kiss him back immediately, our lips, our body begging us to get even closer to him. So much emotions, good, bad, but most importantly, so much desire... Damn, we missed kissing him so much... And it feels just as good as all those years before, it's the best feeling in the whole world. It actually reminded us of our very first kiss. Back then, we were angry with him as well. Irritated that he preferred to play a video game when we were standing just a few inches away. We accused him of avoiding us even tho we recently got closer than ever, hinting that we don't think he feel about us the same. We started to yell and then he kissed us, totally ignoring the "game over" sound. How come that our argument is now way more serious, but the emotions are excatly the same?!

We end the kiss.

"I... Whoa..." Were we just quoting him? He did said something like that back then, we think.

"Excatly..." And that was what we said. So he associated the two situations as well... He remembers as well...

How could we think he don't? He remembers even something as small and irrelevant as our regular order. And our first kiss was a big deal. We shouldn't have doubtet it.

"I haven't planned this", we continued this game. We remember him saying something about not having this in his schedule, but changed the words to suit me more. "But it was nice. I guess"

We couldn't care less about ruining everything and quoting ourselves this time.

"You 'guess'...?" His mocking smile, his freaking mocking smile that we hate so much. That we love so much. He pulls us closer against him. "I can do better, if you want."

Yes, please. Actually, no. We are the one to kiss him again, more gently this time. And it feels so, so good, but also so, so bad. We shouldn't be doing this.

"Told ya my idea was great." Alexy is so full of himself while interrupting us. Rosalya seems confused, but happy. We know she's gonna ask us bunch of questions later.

"It really was not" we tease, making both his and his brother's smile to fall. "We still haven't talked. So if you guys could just leave us alone..."

"Sure thing, babe." Rosalya takes Alexy's arm and they disappear soon after. We look at Armin.

"So... Talk, huh?" He caresses our cheek.

"I think...", we whisper, "i think talking can wait".

And we kiss him again.

[and again. aaand again. but they have to talk at some point, they have to think things over because everything happened way too quickly. so just as in other scenarios, they decided to meet some other day, alone, there is a time skip to the date and they do talk seriously and make everything clear before starting a possible relationship again.]

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I'm sorry for any mistakes, english is not my native language and i'm still learning it!! 🙏🏻🙏🏻 i just wanted to write it so badly and i hope you can forgive me hahahha

I need fluff. Like, we already had our "💣💥❤️‍🔥", now i want a "🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️", i need fluffy hurt/comfort, i need them being lovesick again sjoshsokajshsj

Let me know which of those scenarios would you like the most buahahahh

The best thing is, not a thing from this gonna happen. I know i said in the title that it might but, oh well, i lied ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

We probably get something different, hopefully even more cheesy and fluffy because we deserve it kaksksjsjs

(I used plural pronouns because i always talk like that when i'm playing, referring to both my Candy and me. It just came natural, i guess?? I don't know if it makes much sense tho skskkxks i was just speaking in the names of all the Candies in the world lololololol)

#i need fluff #who wants to read angst without happy ending #there's no hurt/comfort without comfort #mcl armin #mcl #mcl alternate life #my candy love #mcl alternate life armin #my candy love armin #alternate life armin #my candy love alternate life #my candy love alternative life armin #armin #armin spoilers #mcl alt spoilers #mcl armin spoilers #my candy love spoilers #mcl spoilers

[asmobabe]

— 𝑴usic makes me ★

Hihi, everyone, Bunnie here with a challenge ! I'll explain how it works:

★ Pick a song (any song ever) and a genre (you can see what genres I'm willing to write in my guidelines, things like smut/fluff/angst...)

★ Send an ask with the song title and the artist that performs it + the genre you chose + pairing (ex: Asmodeus x Solomon or Asmodeus x F!Reader)/single character (in case you want to read about Asmodeus having a good day/a bad day/playing with himself.)

★ If you want to add something to the prompt to make the vibe more specific, feel free to!

I write for:

★ All the Dateables (og 7) and New Dateables (Simeon, Solomon, Diavolo and Barbatos) of Obey Me. Luke only in fluff settings

★ Karma and Rod of Cinderella Phenomenon

★ All og characters (Nathaniel, Castiel, Kentin and Lysander) of My Candy Love

★ All characters of The Arcana, including courtiers

★ All the vampires of Diabolik Lovers.

#obey me #the arcana #obey me smut #the arcana smut #obey me asmodeus #obey me leviathan #obey me mammon #obey me satan #the arcana asra #the arcana devil #lucio the arcana #cinderella phenomenon karma #cinderella phenomenon #cinderella phenomenon smut #cinderella phenomenon fluff #my candy love #mcl #carazon de melon #amor doce #mcl castiel #mcl kentin #mcl armin #mcl nathaniel #nathaniel carello #castiel veilmont #mcl smut #mcl fluff #mcl fic #diabolik lovers #diabolik lovers smut

[mcl-mia]

//another day, another route completed! this time we have nox, and amazingly, i don't think i have too many thoughts on this one, mostly because a lot of them cover... multiple bases. i'll try to explain that the best i can. blah blah blah, beware of spoilers.

okay, so i actually briefly started nox's route when it was first released, but i had to abandon it because... well, it was a bad idea to do that when i was so behind on routes in the first place, so it's not like i was going in 100% blind. this did not lead to a detrimental experience lol.

so.... nox. look. he's hot. i like his stupid little mullet and his very charming blue eyes, okay? he's hot and i'm not going to pretend that he isn't. it is still annoying to me though that you can REAAAAAALLLY tell that he was drawn by a different sprite artist. one of the best parts of the night class is that they ARE drawn by the same person, so it makes the cast look AND feel cohesive. not the biggest complaint, but it DOES bother me very slightly every time i look at nox when he's on screen with another character.

i've expressed this before, but nox's outfit as "nightmare" is... not great and knowing that it is COCO'S fault? absolutely hilarious. nox, i'm begging you to never take fashion advice from a cat again. i can fix you.

coming off that note, i know that there was budgeting issues for WH at this point in time (i believe nox's route came out around the time obey me got released, so... yikes), but i REALLY wished that they would have given nox a different pose or SOMETHING to hide that it was nox a little better. something like how the day class boys have different sprites for when they are holding their wands. i know that they basically stopped doing this after the night class boys (unless your name is alfonse), but.... sigh. come to think of it, i don't think even klaus had his front-facing sprites re-touched with the new ministry clothes. can't believe i didn't realize that until now.

i do also appreciate that they make sure to mention that nox's voice DOES change while he's in costume. i was wondering about that for the longest time lol.

speaking of chocolate cake, i am very glad that coco was a very minor character. coco is so one-note, which is disappointing because i think coco has a fantastic design. weird how that works out.

overall, the route itself is... fine. it's very day class-core, in which liz and nox get together very quickly. i mean, they TECHNICALLY get together only in the final chapters, but the quickness of both nox and rex falling in love with liz... goodness. y'all have known each other for like, 5 days. chill.

okay, i can't NOT talk about the love triangle. look, i'll be honest, it's so hard to sell a love triangle in an otome game. like, narratively, liz by the point in time rex's route begins, doesn't even reciprocate rex's feelings. it's funny to me in the moment knowing this, but it is a little annoying in practice. imo, if your love triangle is unable to become a reasonable threesome then don't write a love triangle. imo, nox and rex lack that kind of chemistry, so it's not the Good Shit. not to say that i don't think nox and rex shouldn't be hate-fucking each other (because they should, we love rivals to lovers here), it's just that they don't know how to fucking share and it would be way too distracting and nothing would happen. do you understand what i mean by this. i can't wait to get to gray's route so i can see liz turn the both of them down.

i will never tire of lucious being such a good friend.

genuinely, this puts a smile on my face. like, all of the night class boys do, but lucious being the first person to notice when liz falls in love is so important to me (ESPECIALLY BECAUSE AMELIA!!! IS STILL!!!!! BARELY HERE!!!!!!!!!). i love that liz has another person to talk about boys with. it's so delightful.

i do appreciate that nox has a good reason for being the phantom thief, but... come on, man. you're REALLY telling me that NOBODY is going to figure out that you're nightmare? let's just compile the evidence for a sec:

works in a magical tool shop (strike 1)

said magical tool shop SPECIALIZES in roger nigel's tools, which nox is an expert on. like, at some point you have to wonder where they're getting their stock, even if nox keeps the important ones hidden.

while nox does use his mother's maiden name, i'm pretty sure that anyone that looks into roger nigel in ANY capacity is going to figure out who roger's wife was. i would not be surprised if rex, who is literally a reference dept. worker, would have access to this info. this would expose his relationship to roger immediately.

the way nox does his calling cards for the cast is dangerous. rex picks up on the fact that nightmare had "convenient timing, like he was listening in on their conversations" (which... lol, he was). there is a point where he literally sends one while in the SAME ROOM as everyone else (especially rex, who 100% has him figured out). ballsy, but unnecessarily risky. i'll give him the benefit of the doubt and assume he doesn't do this with all of his calling cards.

if liz can look into nightmare's eyes and be able to tell it's nox, i'm sure the other people who spent many years with him would be able to do do the same.

like, come on man. be a better phantom thief LMAO.

actually, i want to talk about rex for a second. because i will admit, i don't find him nearly as attractive or interesting as nox, but i have to respect the HUGE big dick energy play he did in nox's happy ending.

LIKE. HOLY SHIT. ACTUALLY GREAT TWIST. i actually gasped lmao.

the 'our little brothers' comment does certainly solidify to me that rex already figured it out, though. i'm curious to see why he hasn't turned nox in yet... but i'm sure it has something to do with their rivalry. whatever it is, i think it's a selfish reason, since i doubt rex would know the real reason why nox is collecting the tools.

overall it's not a bad route, it's just not very remarkable. since there's no big bad threat looming over the narrative, there's less stakes. i get the feeling as though this mystery series (and possibly the next two, but i hear that clive's route has some particularly juicy dramatic bits so we'll see) is going to feel like a filler arc. not a bad thing by any means, it's very welcome, but just not as fulfilling as some of the other routes in the game. again, it's very day class-core, so it does evoke some nostalgic feelings in that way.

#not mcl #wizardess heart #mia plays wizardess heart #i think one of the issues i'm going to have going forward is going to be nox's placement in the route order #i know that this is really more of a mystery of 'who is controlling the guardian spell' (we know it's gray) #but they set up nightmare to be the 'big bad' of the season but when the big bad is #1. romancable 2. has his motives explained FIRST so it makes it impossible to NOT sympathize #it's just... hm. how do i put this. #it's not like there NEEDS to be a villain but the 'antagonist' having his motives bared to the players #especially so early in the series makes it feel like there isn't even like. an antagonist #and you need to have SOME antagonistic forces or else you're just writing fluff #AGAIN. NOT THAT IT'S BAD. because it is not inherently bad to do so. #but it feels like awkward timing and writing for me #oh well. i still have two more routes in this season so. lol. we'll see.

[mrsmikaelsxn]

Tired

masterlist

pairing: theodore nott x female reader

warning: somewhat angst to fluff, kissing, cursing, jealousy, best friends to lovers, protectiveness, c*rmac mcl*ggen

summary: you were theo's childhood best friend and he waits for a time when you will love him back

a/n: hello lovely people! i am alive and well! i sincerely apologize for not writing in awhile, i just haven't had any motivation to write lmao (this isn't proof read because its really late and i'm tired, so i apologize for any mistakes) (i chose the song below because i've been singing it for weeks and it somewhat relates to theo in this)

song: i'm just ken - ryan gosling

Theodore Nott was tired.

And in love.

With his best friend, nonetheless.

You may be wondering why he was tired. Well, he was tired of feeling upset whenever you called him your best friend. He was tired of hiding how he felt towards you since he was a thirteen-year-old. He was tired of the jealousy that took over him whenever someone flirted or went out with you.

Theodore was tired of many things.

At the moment, he was sat in the Great Hall as Draco complained about his classes. He wasn't listening, though, no he was staring at you as you happily talked with your friends in Hufflepuff.

Someone then sits in the empty spot next to him and pats his shoulder. He tenses slightly and Draco stops talking. They both turn and look at Cormac Mclaggen.

The two Slytherins practically have to hold in their vomit at the mere sight of the Gryffindor.

"Can I help you, Gryffindor?" Theo's eyes narrowed at the hand on his shoulder.

Cormac awkwardly removes his hand and sucks in a breath, a smirk making its way to his face. "You can't, but she can." He tilts his head and his eyes land on you.

Draco and Theo's eyes follow his line of vision and Theo clenches his jaw. "What do you want?"

"I want that friend of yours. And for you to set us up," he shrugs.

Draco glances back and forth between the two boys. He knows how protective Theo is of you, and that this isn't likely going to end well.

"Let me get this straight... you want me to set you up with y/n?" Theodore says with disdain.

"Exactly. Something about her just has me wishing to be in her bed, you know?"

Theo slams his hands on the table, causing some people nearby to look over. He glares at the boy and speaks lowly, "The fuck did you just say?"

"Don't tell me you aren't friends with her to get in her-"

Draco cuts him off before his could finish. "I suggest you don't finish that fucking sentence, Mclaggen."

"I'll take that as my sign to leave. Just let me know whenever you're done with her, I'll be waiting with open arms... and legs," he laughs as he walks out of the Hall.

"Fucking disgusting asshole," Theodore mumbles.

"I can hex him if you want," Draco says. "Maybe get Snape to take points from Gryffindor."

"Both sound good to me."

His eyes make their way back to you and he sees your eyes already on him. You smile brightly at him and he grins back. You turn around so he doesn't see your face warm.

One of your friends, Hannah Abbot, giggles and pokes your cheek. "Someone's blushing."

"Am not!"

"Yes you are. Don't lie," she leans in, "you have feelings for Nott."

"I don't know what you are talking about. We're just friends."

"Mhm." Hannah looks at you with an incredulous face, "I'm pretty sure that friends don't make heart eyes at one another."

You gasp, "Theo and I do not make heart eyes at each other."

Hannah whispers, "I know that you know that you like him. I hope that you believe me when I tell you that he looks at you like he's about to get down on one knee-"

You gently place your hand on her mouth and look at her with wide eyes. "That's enough." You remove your hand but chew on your lip for a second. "Does he look at me like that?"

"Yes! And for the record, I think your children-"

"Merlin! I can't do this today," you drop your head into your hands as Hannah rants about how beautiful your family would be.

It's been two weeks since then and whenever you hung out with Theo, you tried to decipher if he was looking at you the way Hannah has claimed he was.

Theo, however, noticed how you seemed more bright than usual. What had happened that made you more smiley and happy? Did you find someone?

He runs his hands over his face and sighs.

"Theo? Are you alright?"

He sits straighter at the sound of your warm voice. "Yes, love. I was just lost in thought."

"Oh? And what thought has you frowning like a kicked puppy?"

You lean back against the tree behind you and put your legs out straight, crossing your ankles. You pat your lap and Theo places his head down. Your hands start to play with his hair, like muscle memory.

"Nothing your pretty head should worry about," he says quietly as he stares up at the stars. It was past curfew, and you weren't one to break any rules, but how could you say no to your favorite person? Especially when the note was attached to your favorite flower.

"Hm, well I don't like it when you frown. I much prefer to look at your gorgeous smile," you chew the inside of your cheek and start to braid some strands of his hair.

His cheeks turn a light pink and his eyes meet yours. "Gorgeous smile?" He feels a flicker of hope that there's a slight chance you reciprocate his feelings.

"Yeah," you mumble with a light laugh.

He smiles and before he could say anything else, something clicks above him.

You grin as you hold your polaroid camera above his head. "Gotcha."

He fake pouts and tickles your stomach. You burst out laughing and the camera falls to your side, "Theo! Stop, please!" You beg and squirm.

"Okay, since you asked nicely."

"You know, I think I can be tickled to death. I don't know about you, but personally I can't really breathe when I'm being tickled."

He lets out a breath, "I don't know if I can, I haven't been tickled before." He sits up a tiny bit and leans on his elbows.

You huff, "I suppose we'll just have to find out, won't we." You quickly move so that you're next to him and tickling his stomach. His head falls back as he laughs. You smile and he grabs your waist and rolls the two of you over so that he's now on top of you.

Theo gazes down at you. He sucked in a breath at your closeness and couldn't stop his eyes from dropping down to your smiling lips. 'So pretty,' he thinks to himself.

His arms are on both sides of your head and he leans down a bit so that if either of you were to move just an inch, your lips would touch.

"Theo," you whisper breathlessly.

"I really fucking want to kiss you right now," he says quietly.

You look at his lips, "So do it."

Without another word, he connects his lips to yours and both of your eyes flutter shut.

He feels a burst of butterflies fill his stomach. As childish as that may sound, he's had countless scenarios of kissing you. But never would he have expected it to be so perfect as it was.

Your lips were soft and warm. His were too. He slides his tongue across your bottom lip, and you open your mouth happily.

His tongue wanders your mouth and your hands go up and comb through his hair. He lets out a content sigh against your mouth and pulls away the tiniest bit. He gives a shorter and sweet kiss before his tongue is against yours again.

You taste of strawberries and cherries. That was because you ate the two fruits almost every night for dessert.

He tastes like slight cigarette smoke and vanilla, as odd as that may seem.

The two of you could drown in the taste of each other.

Theo pulls away places a gentle kiss on your forehead as he sits up and pulls you against his chest.

He rests his head on your shoulder and kisses your neck. "I love you," he whispers.

You furrow your eyebrows. You've said the three words to one another before, but you hoped he meant it another way. Which you were almost sure of after the kiss. "I love you more."

"No," he shakes his head against your neck. "I'm in love with you."

You feel your heart rate increase and the largest smile is now on your face. "You are?"

"Of course I am. I've been in love with you for years. You don't have to say-"

You turn and face him. "I'm," you kiss his cheek, "in," you kiss the other, "love," you kiss his forehead, "with," you kiss his nose, "you," you finally kiss his lips and Theo melts.

You pull back and look at his blushing face. "Oh!" You just remember your camera and reach over to grab it.

You pull the printed picture from the top and look at the developed photograph. "Look how beautiful you are," you turn the picture to him.

He takes it from your hands and brings it closer to his face. Even he could see the lovestruck look on his face as he admires you from your lap.

"Lets caption it," you say.

"I think you should write, 'first kiss and love confessions'," Theo tilts his head.

"That's perfect," you smile.

"Not as perfect as you, darling," he winks.

You playfully push his shoulder, "I never took you as a sappy one."

He dramatically places a hand over his heart, "Oh how you wound me."

"Will a kiss make you better?" you ask with a glint in your eyes.

"I believe it will, sweetheart."

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[allmcl]

hi!! do you also write for armin (separately)? ive been craving some armin content for a while and i found your account, your writing is so amazing, and i was wondering if you'd write something where candy and armin arent back together yet in UL and, after a night in the snake room with alexy, rosa, priya and the others, armin decides to fight for her love not knowing he doesn't need to fight for it since she's head over heels for him

STILL HERE │ Armin Keenan.

When a reunion with an old love reminds Armin of everything they experienced together, he decides that after so much time, it's now or never that he should get you back.

pairing('s). armin keenan x f!reader

genre. fluff, angsty.

content wanings. mentions of breakup, alcohol consuming, cursing, kissing, suggestive themes.

author's note. MISSED THIS BOY SO MUCH DURING UL, hope you like this!! (tysm for requesting, sorry it took so long!) AND BTW, i found like a lot of lastnames and i decided for this one (not sure if is the canon one ://)

I was sure that my return to the city would be harder. After all, I couldn't blame anyone for being angry with me. If one of my friends just left, without even saying goodbye, I wouldn't be happy either. But, luckily for me, they had a much better reaction than I expected.

At the moment, I only saw Rosa and Melody. Although perhaps I didn't know how to show it at the time, having seen them after so long squeezed my heart so much that I still feel my emotions on the surface.

To tell the truth, I'm scared. Although I used to seeing eachother very often in high school, whether to go out for a drink or just to walk around the city, this is not high school anymore. And it's now, when I'm getting ready to go out, that I feel like I'm getting ready in my old room to go shopping with the them. The phone vibrates, and brings me out of my melancholic thoughts.

I look at him out of the corner of my eye, the screen glows with a notification from Alex.

Alex…

I refrain from further worries and simply read it from the preview.

"[Y/NNN]??? we are waiting for youuuu"

"Years waiting to see you, and you still late🙄​"

I smiled wistfully. I know he says it jokingly, but the guilt is real. But that's not important now, because it's once and for all my time to fix that, and to get back on track with my life here. I type a quick, “on my way,” before pocketing my phone and heading out the door to my campus room. Although the phone rings again, I don't bother checking it and I hurry to arrive on time.

I look at the time on the screen: "11:48." I curse under my breath. I'm a little embarrassed to admit that I'm lost, and that even though I've been wandering around on the same street for more than twenty minutes, I still can´t find the bar. On the other hand, who would think of inviting someone to a place and not sending the address?

When I start to stress again, I recognize a voice in the distance that I would recognize anywhere. It's Alex. I follow the sound, although I don't pay attention to what it says, none of it matters when I see it. His eyes light up and he falls silent immediately. As I expected, he almost hugged me to the ground. Rosa also briefly joined our hug, smiling as she watched us interact.

"Finally!" He screeches in my ear, and although it dazes me a little I laugh out loud. "I missed you like crazy…" He whispered to me, and I had to separate myself for a moment to not burst out crying in my place.

"I missed you, Alex.." I sighed, but he seemed to notice my mood, changing the subject slighlty.

"You´re back, all that matters." He jokes, and I smile. "I hope you're ready for the surprise then."

I raise an eyebrow. "Surprise?"

"Yes, I told you by text." He emphasized obviously, gesturing towards his phone.

Of course, the text I didn't read. I nod briefly, so he thinks I know what he's talking about. Their surprises honestly scare me. They can go from something exciting to something illegal, you never know what to expect from these two. I'm nervous yes, I assume the "surprise" is inside.

"It's not bad at all." Rosa calms me down, she seems to read my mind sometimes. "I promise you'll be happy"

Well, now I'm scared.

Alexy wastes no time in cutting off the conversation, and Rosa simply presses her hand on my back lovingly, urging me to enter the disco-bar, "Snake Room." This was definitely not there when I lived here. Well, most of the things I see now didn't used to be there. Upon entering I immediately notice the loud music, the smoke and the smell of alcohol, the lights blur my vision a little, and it is difficult for me to discern where Alex is.

Rosa guides me a little to the table near the bar, which seems to be one of the quietest places in the place. But that's when the colored lights hanging near the stage allow me to catch a glimpse of him.

"I thought it would be nice for you to see each other again." Alex says, trying to calm the tension in the air.

My breath stops for a few moments. I don't know how to feel, but my body responds on its own. I'm shaking a little, and at this point I don't know if it's the flashing lights or their presence that's making me dizzy. I can barely move to get close to greet him. He changed a lot. Of course his essence is still there, I can tell, but it's definitely different.

"Welcome back." His voice is also different, deeper I could say. It throws me off a little. Well, all of him does. I curse myself internally. I was convinced I was ready for this, but I see I'm not.

I smile at him reflexively, and sit down across from him. The silence feels quite loud now that I feel his gaze on me, even though I avoid making eye contact. Rosa clears her throat, and gestures indiscreetly at Alex. I would laugh, if it weren't for the fact that this whole situation has me totally overwhelmed. I look at him for a few seconds, but he was already looking at me. God, I don't know if I can handle this.

"I imagined you´d be happier…" He smiled with amusement, and I couldn't help but feel my heart skip a beat at his expression. He looks boyish, in a strange way. It's as if for a moment, his expression took me back to high school Armin.

"I'm surprised, that's all." I laugh nervously.

"Well, he came all the way here just to see you." Alexy clarifies, but Rosa waves him off with a glare.

I look at him with my eyes slightly open. "You´re not living here?" The question escapes me before I can think about it.

"Not quite." He clarifies, and takes a sip of beer. It's now that my throat feels a little dry, but I don't feel like drinking alcohol. I could end up doing things i´ll regret. "Although now that you're back, I'd think about it." He winks at me.

I looked to the side, and felt my cheeks burn a little. It looked like it was going to be a long night.

"I thought you were tougher." Rosa reproaches, tripping a little, but Alexy holds her steady. "Now you go to bed early and don't drink. You've become an old man." He grimaces, and a laugh escapes us.

"It's not that!" Alex complains. "I just wanted to greet [y/n] sober." He looks at me smiling, and I smile back. "I'll take care of the old drunk" Rosa exclaims a "hey!" and hits him lightly on the shoulder, but he doesn't flinch.

"Are you back on campus?" Armin asks me, and then I remember that he is, in fact, still here. He looks at me, waiting for my response but I freeze instantly. Every time he speaks I experience the same embarrassment.

"Well, I'll leave you, lovebirds." The idiot does it on purpose. But for the first time, I notice that I'm not the only one embarrassed, Armin's cheeks turn pink, and he sends a reproachful look to his twin, who smiles innocently. Some things never change, I see. "Take care of her." It sounds more like a threat than a request, to which the black-haired man rolls his eyes and nods.

I watch Alexy walk away in the opposite direction.

Silence falls between us, and it is until we see the two disappear after turning down the street that I understand that I am alone with him. I smile awkwardly at him before taking a couple steps back.

"I'll walk you back." I open my eyes a little, and look at him with surprise. He seems sure of his words, and looks at me expectantly with that smile of his that I still have to get used to. "I don't like the idea of ​​you walking alone,"

"As much of a gentleman as I remembered." I reply, a flirtatious smile escaping me and Armin simply smiles wider. "It's close, anyway"

"I insist." His expression is confident, and well, I don't mind his company either.

With a slight nod of my head, Armin understands that I agree, so we start walking towards the campus. The silence this time is not awkward, and although we don't talk about anything, it really feels like there are an infinite number of topics to touch on. Not very pleasant topics. After all, we can't ignore that we were together, and that the break-up wasn´t the most pacific thing either.

"I was also glad to see you again." I whisper, and even though my voice sounds quiet, he hears me. He always does.

"I figured you'd be mad." He confesses, and although I don't see his face I know he's looking at me.

Deep down, yes I am. But I'm not sure if that was enough of a reason to ruin the evening and Alex's surprise. It would have been nice to have mentally prepared myself so that I wouldn't have reacted like a schoolgirl to seeing him.

"Well, it's been a long time…" I clear my throat a little. "I have my reasons to be tho."

"Yeah, but I bet you forgot all of it with how good I look." He mocks, smiling widely.

I click my tongue. "You can't use your face to change the past."

"You're right, but I can use it to change things now." A lopsided smile appears on his features, and his comment takes me by surprise.

I tense up suddenly and simply look away. I hate that probably if he tried… "You're too cocky." I complain.

Deep down, I wonder if that would bother me. It's stupid. Armin didn't care that we broke up, I really wonder what his intentions are now. But, I can't deny that the memory is still alive in me. Everything about him remains in me as if he had never left, and it bothers me that I couldn't change that in this embarrassing amount of time we were apart.

"I just feel like I'm not the only one." Armin grumbles, shoving his hands into the pockets of his baggy pants. Now I also notice that his style is different. It doesn't seem like his brother intervenes as much in his clothes as before, that is, he maintains a bit of his own style more than anything. More calm and informal.

"What is that supposed to mean?" I grimace, crossing my arms before looking back at him.

"I say that because I notice the way you look at me." His words make me even more angry. Sometimes I feel like there is no one who can read me like he does. It was always like this, since we were young. One expression on my face was enough for Armin to decipher what was happening to me.

"I―no.." I stuttered and he noticed it, however, he didn't continue probing and I remained silent.

The walk to campus was getting shorter, and I wasn't sure I knew how to say goodbye. Everything was so strange. It's not that I want to see him, but knowing that he was going to leave made me feel like I couldn't just leave him like that. My heart is beating fast, I feel like even he can hear it.

And although it seems like things can't get any worse, several drops falling on my hair bring me out of my frantic thoughts. The chance of rain was quite low today, but of course it has to rain anyway.

"This weather is a bit nice." Armin points out, extending his palm to feel the raindrops on it, which slowly intensify.

"Nice? I'm soaking my clothes." I grumble, trying to cover myself a little.

"On one of these days we kissed for the first time" Armin smiles to himself, and simply lowers his gaze to look me in the eyes.

Shit. I didn't expect to have to think about this again. Less now that he´s here. Of course I remember it. I invited him to eat at the restaurant where we made that ridiculous double date that I actually still remember as one of my most precious moments.

On the way back home, rain started pouring and us, like idiots, hide nder a tree until it calmed down a bit. I wouldn´t forget something as special as that.

"You have no right Armin." I feel my eyes water at the memory, but I am relieved to know that because of the rain it is not very noticeable. "You can't say that now."

"It's not easy to pretend that I don't remember anything that happened." He frowns a little and stops in the middle of the street, forcing me to do the same.

"I'm not asking you to do it but…" I stop, feeling a sudden lump in my throat.

"And you can't pretend that the same thing doesn't happen to you."

And he is right. He always is when he talks about my feelings. He is correct, of course. Since I saw him, I knew that in fact, nothing of what I felt for him had managed to dissipate over the years. My heart still belongs to him.

"I lost you once, [y/n]. I can't let you go again…" His words hit me like a bucket of cold water. "When I knew you were coming back I―…"

I interrupted him. "Do you think it's easy for me?" I raised my tone of voice slightly, the fierce rain drowning out the noise a little. "Your lack of interest tired me out, Armin. You can't come back into my life like this and expect me to throw myself into your arms like it was nothing."

"I know I did things wrong, but I can still show you that I changed!" He raised his voice too. My heart was racing, and his blue eyes looking at me like I was the only thing in the world made me feel like a teenager again. "I'm not the same one who made mistakes. The only thing that remains of me is the love I have for you, [y/n], it's the only thing I couldn't change."

Tears are streaming down my face, and I don´t think it comes unnoticed by him anymore. He sheepishly tries to dry them, but the water keeps running down.

"Look at me," Armin approached me and forced me to look at him with a gentle movement of his hand. He pressed his fingers a little on my chin. "I love you." And now, in his bright eyes, in his warm hands and in his smile that I never thought I would see again, I see the truth.

Without being able to get the words out of my mouth, frustrated, angry, I let myself go and as if my hands knew their way, they wrapped themselves around his neck and pulled him closer to me. Our breaths merge and his arms end up around my waist. We are so close I memorize every feature of his face, every new thing my eyes notice.

"Are you going to kiss me or keep making me wait?" He murmured, and to silence him once and for all I kissed him.

I felt safe, at peace. Like I've been waiting for this forever. His lips fit perfectly on mine as always, his grip tightens and I need to hold on to him as I feel my legs shake a little. It's passionate, fierce. It's not like the way he kissed me before, so innocent and clumsy.

The butterflies that I thought were dead begin to flutter in my stomach again, and the only thing that separates me from jim is the lack of air. But even though we break the kiss, Armin doesn't let me go, he keeps me close to him and brings our foreheads together.

"This time I'll make you stay." He sighs, and kisses me again to seal his promise.

©allmcl !

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[jamminvroomvroom]

something in the orange.

ln x fem!reader

in which lando can’t always have what he wants. and neither can you.

i’m so back! missed u xoxo i kinda hate this with a passion but i had to force myself to write something bc i was getting the writers jitters lmao. pls tell me what you think and what you want next! hugs

inspired by: something in the orange by zach bryan (ouch)

songs to set the mood: call out my name by the weeknd, all of evermore actually, leave the door open by the silk sonic

warnings: 18+!! minors, BEGONE!! smut, angst, wee bits of fluff, language, alcohol mentions, inappropriate workplace relationship (reader is an engineer @ mcl), slight age gap (r is older), mutual pining, mutual denial (kinda), unprotected sex (L bozo)

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the first time it happens doesn’t really count.

you’re drunk and lando’s worse. tensions boil over at some after party, neither of you can bare it, and he’s shoving his key card into the slot of his door while he sloppily kisses your neck. you cannot take

any responsibility for your actions that night and disregard it as a write off.

explaining away the morning after, when you fuck him again, sober and begging, is a different story.

oh, well.

it happens again. and again, and again, and again.

different cities set the mood and the danger turns you on. you trade your mclaren administrated work shirt for lingerie, and your inhibitions for good sex.

he’s younger, just a couple of years between you, but he doesn’t show it. he makes you forget it, every single time he rearranges your spread limbs on a mattress. he makes you forget his age, and the fact that careers will be over as soon as another soul finds out what you get up to when the chequered flag falls.

lando makes it easy. a flick of the wrist and a curl of the tongue makes you sob, and he smirks into the crease of your thighs every time. and when it’s over, and you’re both spent under linen sheets, you can’t even regret it. not when he makes you laugh until you cry and keeps you warm as you drift off to sleep on the rare occasions that you let yourself stay.

it can’t continue. it can’t, you tell him and yourself. every morning after is punctuated with promises that this is the end. and every time, you manage without each other until the next race weekend, when he looks at you in that knowing way that makes your thighs clench.

-

lando can’t think straight.

he never can when he slides between your thighs. it feels like home.

you’re somewhere in the middle east, he can’t actually remember where right now, not when he pushes deeper and you clamp down around his cock, so hard that he chokes out a shaky breath.

“how do you feel even better every time?” lando groans, grinding into you nice and slow.

you slur out a moan in response, tipping your head back even further as you do. it gives him the perfect opportunity to burrow into your neck, kiss over your collarbone, rock into you harder.

everything is warm, slick. this whole situation, it’s a well oiled machine now. lando sends a text and you turn up five minutes later. he ushers you into the room and then, clothes leave a trail from the door to the foot of the bed. what was once a place holder, a way to get some after a shitty race, had become something to look forward to, something that made his heart race. the anticipation, the danger of you made him weaker than he ever had been.

at first, he hated the hold you had on him. it didn’t mean that he could end this, though, not when he couldn’t help but stare at you in the garage. not when he was transfixed by the glimpse he’d get of your collarbone under your work blouse, or the stray hairs that fell over your face when you were concentrating on the data screens.

“lando, i need- i need…” you gasp, trailing off as you arch even further into his sweat glistening body.

lando smirks, sliding a hand down your

body, pinching your nipple on the way. he already knows what you need. he finds your clit, teasing over it a couple of times.

you lock eyes, warning him to give you what you want. he just grins, licks his lips and continues faint glides over the bud. it sends shockwaves over your body, and you convulse underneath him. you writhe, and writhe, and whimper and keen as your orgasm washes over you. his eyes snap shut, barrelling into you as the pleasure hits.

then, there’s silence.

he lays on top of you while you both return to planet earth, no sound but pants of breath and a soft hum from you when he finally pulls out. you smile softly when you rise from the bed, swinging your shaky legs over the side to stand.

“you staying?” lando breathes. he’s laying on his front, arms flexed as they cross beneath his head.

“not tonight, lando.” you tilt your head apologetically, voice soft and sweet. he frowns. you ignore it, and search for you underwear.

“come on, stay.” he sounds desperate to his own ears, cringing at the way the words come across, but your filter it out. you’ve become an expert at navigating - and more often than not, ignoring - the emotional strings that he tugs on. the ones that attach to your cold, cold heart.

“can’t. you’re gonna have the team here bright and early. ‘m not risking jon seeing me here when he comes to wake you up.” you explain, jumping into your jeans as you tug them up your legs.

“he won’t care.” lando argues, childlike in his negotiating.

“i care.” you scold. you hear the soft thud of his head hitting the pillows. you know you’ve won this round.

lando’s quiet for a while after that, letting you dress yourself. as you’re searching for the bag that you can’t remember if you brought or not, he springs from the bed, making a beeline for the door. you think he’s being gentlemanly, but quickly realise you’re being foolish. the fucker is blocking your exit.

“lando.” you raise an eyebrow, crossing your arms, unimpressed.

“i know, i know, i’m gonna let you go. i just…” he scratches the back of his neck awkwardly, pondering his next words.

“you just…” you usher him along.

“i’ll let you go if you promise to have dinner with me over the summer.” he smirks.

“are you… have you lost the plot?” your eyes almost bulge out of your head.

he tried this, sometimes, tried to get you to go on a date, or get you to do something alone that didn’t involve engineering or a surface that you could fuck on. you’d naively thought he was past this.

“can we just try?” he gives you a look somewhere between i want you so bad and the infamous lando norris puppy dog eyes. lava heats your cheeks and your belly, and the butterflies come out of hibernation. you couldn’t deny, you wanted to try. but, at what cost?

“text me.” you murmur, gesturing for him to move.

“so, that’s a yes?” lando questions.

“text me, and i’ll think about it.”

he decides that he’s gotten the best possible answer out of you, and finally let’s you make your great escape.

you almost collapse on jelly-like knees the second the door shuts behind you. standing your ground with him was getting too difficult, too tiresome. the boy was hard fucking work, and he always got what he wanted.

you’d often daydreamed about him taking you out, getting dressed up nice to sip wine and eat too expensive food, and eventually getting undressed. you realised, however, that those kinds of thoughts were to be banished, after you got caught up in fantasies during a race and almost had the pit crew put mediums on during a bout of rain.

wanting him was dangerous. it could be career ending, reputation destroying, heartbreaking.

one date wouldn’t hurt, just to satisfy his appetite. he’d probably get bored eventually. you wouldn’t let it get further than one meal, one last night with him, and then it would stop.

one more time. just one.

-

you’re waiting on your sofa for the text that tells you he’s arrived.

your hair is curled, messy. just how he likes it. you’re wearing something short and black. your high heel taps against the floor as you bounce your leg nervously.

he’d texted, just like you’d told him to, and then a date was set. just one dinner, one time only. you were gonna tell him that, too.

it’s a bit of fun, you think. dinner and shag. companionship. it was lonely on the road, and sometimes each other was all you could have. it made sense, you figured, that he had honed in on you. you’d done the same to him.

just when you think he’s late, there’s a knock on your door. you were an expecting an “i’m here” text, not the full package. after all, this date was just a formality, right?

you try not to shake as you make your way to the door. lando looks so good that you almost cave and say, “sure, let’s give this a go, eh?”. he’s wearing a shirt that fits painfully well, clinging nicely to a delectable frame. the buttons he’s left undone provide a gorgeous window to his collarbone and the necklaces that hang from his thick neck.

“you look beautiful.” he compliments, rakes his eyes over your body.

“don’t look so bad yourself.” you try to tease but it comes out flustered. you ignore the way his eyes light up.

“you ready?” he asks, you nod.

your heart flutters when he effortlessly takes your hand in his.

-

the restaurant is in the middle of nowhere, and you’re the only two people dining. maybe it’s because of the ‘closed’ sign that gets placed on the door when you arrive. so, he’s gone all out, you think. you’re shocked at how hard he’s tried to keep this private. maybe this isn’t the formality you think it is, maybe this isn’t his way of feeling better about meaningless sex. maybe it wasn’t as meaningless as you pretended it was.

he had you belly laughing within minutes, laying the charm on thick. wine and conversation flowed effortlessly and you were quickly regretting saying yes to this. you were in danger.

in a moment of silence, you catch his eye from across the table.

“you know, this is a one time thing, right?” you almost whisper. you almost kick yourself, why would you say that now? it doesn’t even phase him.

“that’s what you think.” he grins, devilish and stunning.

“i mean it.” you smirk.

“sure you do, honey.” he says, it sounds a lot like ‘game on’.

-

you stir, eyes slowly fluttering open. orange light washes over you, dancing in the pair of eyes you find staring back at you.

the eyes watching you sleep belong to the same person whose strong arms are wrapped around you, nice and secure.

you croak out a good morning, and he grins at how hoarse you sound. it was all his fault for making you whimper and scream, begging and crying for a release.

the date had gone really well.

“coffee?” lando offers.

“just the one, need to get home.” you bring things back to reality.

two coffees and four orgasms later, you head home.

-

the blurry pictures of you and him leaving the restaurant make you ill.

no one can quite tell it’s you, not yet anyway. twitter is ablaze.

faceless accounts call the blurry woman in the pictures the cruelest of names. you cry for hours, and then you stop for a bit, cry some more. rinse, repeat.

you pull on a jacket, scramble for your car keys. this time, you’ll mean what you say.

-

there’s a knock on the door.

when he opens it, you shuffle inside like you always do, coat hangs on the hook with a scarf to match. silence lingers until you reach the kitchen. the kettle hisses. you didn’t even know that he knew how to use one.

“this has to stop.” you say. emotionless. inside, agony sinks into every emotional cut and scrape. you don’t let him notice.

“i know.” he agrees. he’s seen the pictures, too. “okay.”

the kettle is forgotten, two mugs abandoned; he carries you to bed.

one last time.

-

two fingers loosen you up for him, drawing you steadily over the edge. he doesn’t stop there, no. he slows right down, letting you ride out your high, but only for a second. he speeds up once again, grinding his fingers into you at godspeed, and you feel your eyes dampen with tears.

your entire body glistens with sweat and your release, the overstimulation making your toes curl and your back arch. you wonder if the tears streaming down your face are just a result of the way his fingers are curling so deliciously against your walls, so good that it hurts, or if it’s because you know this will be the last time he gets his hands all over you.

“lando,” you cry, grasping at nothing. he’s got you naked in the middle of his bed, and he’s still fully clothed, kneeling between your spread thighs like a man on a mission.

his motivation is to make you stay, to make you regret the fact that once this is over, you’re choosing not to come back. his need for you, that raging desire that fuels your every encounter, it has only increased tenfold since the night of your date. but lando isn’t stupid, he knows that after those photos were published the brakes were on this… thing. this was his only chance to convince you to keep this going, but he was fighting a losing battle.

“what do you want, honey? you want me?” lando grunts, speeding up even more. you didn’t think that what he was doing was humanly possible, but the stars you saw and the way your body was practically levitating off the bed said otherwise.

“only gonna have me one last time? is that really what you want, baby?” he continues to run his mouth, crooning over you. you call out his name, begging. begging for another release, begging that you could stay here forever. with him.

and then you see white and god, and you convulse until you’re collapsing into the mattress. your vision is blurry from the tears and the haze and the unwavering emotional torment.

you grab at him, languidly pulling him in. it takes all the strength you have left to secure him, your feet shoving his jeans down his hips while your hands rip his t-shirt off. you’re keening, too sensitive and too needy. you’re agonising over his touch, you need him to sink so deeply into you, so that you can feel him when it’s over and you’re far away from what almost feels like home.

his breath shakes and his eyes gloss over when he pushes into you.

“let me stay like this, just for a minute.” he chokes out. you nod rapidly, your eyes squeezing shut. he kisses into the crook of your neck, panting and mumbling sweet, painful words over and over.

your hands run over golden planes of warmth and muscle, memorising every dip and crease of him. he slowly rolls his hips and your belly clenches, veins set alight. one of his hands scoop up up your wrist, and the motion creates a deep grind unlike anything you’ve ever felt. your wrists are pinned above your head and lando hovers over you so that he stays level, continuing that slow grind, hips hitting yours hard and slow.

he draws a low whine from the back of your throat, one that makes his hips stutter and your pussy clamp down on him as a pleasurable result. you can feel fingerprints forming around the tender skin of your wrists and you want him to dig in harder, slip into your veins and become a permanent part of you.

lando’s eyes are greyer than you’ve ever seen them, boring into your own. you don’t think you ever break eye contact, staring deep into his soul as he stretches every possible part of you. he doesn’t want this to end, you can’t pretend that you do, either.

he changes his angle slightly, long strokes replacing the short drags, but he keeps hitting deep. something possesses you to lean in, as much as you can given his hold on you, and you capture his lips in a kiss that takes him aback for a second. he melts into it, though, and then you’re chest to chest. tongues meet, and moans meld, your legs snake around him like vines.

“need you to come for me, honey. one last time, yeah? need you to feel good for me, baby.” lando mumbles into your mouth, wet and hushed. it’s overwhelming, and everything goes blank. all you are aware of is the burst of pleasure, his hold on your limp wrists, and two grey green eyes that are begging you to stay.

-

you get dressed quickly, whisper goodbye, and disappear out the door. something stops you, and you need clarity, for him more than for yourself.

you peek round the door, finding his unwavering gaze. your forehead creases, awkward anguish. the way you’re looking at him, deep and sympathetic, it makes you ache. this may well have to be the last time you look at him this intently. it stings.

“it’s better this way, you know?” you murmur.

lando nods, begrudgingly, yet obediently in defeat.

and then, once more, you’re gone and the latch on the door clicks somewhere far away in his apartment. he sinks into the bed, drowning in bed sheets and agony. his head thuds against the pillow and he stares out the window. the orange sunset makes his eyes burn. there’s something about the colour that makes him nauseous now that you’re gone.

-

a few days later, you’re in a meeting that you can’t focus on. he’s sat opposite you, not that you spare him a glance. it’s too painful.

you’ve been here for hours, your body becoming one with the office chair that you’re sinking deeper and deeper into.

yes, the car needs to be faster. yes, your heart hurts. yes, we need to up the strategy game.

you zone out, for the umpteenth time, losing yourself in the dark orange sky. it’s getting late. you crave sleep in your lonely bed. while you stare at the swirls and hues of warmth, you shiver.

lando, on the other hand, hasn’t heard a word said since he sat down. not when his eyes instantly find bruised wrists on the other side of the table. they match the bruises on his heart, the ones that you’d left behind when you’d grabbed it, stolen it from its solitude cage.

he watches you watch the sunset, and then the meeting is dismissed and everyone rushes home for dinner.

“who was that you took for dinner, then, noz?” one of the mechanics jeers at lando as you’re leaving the boardroom. those damned fucking photos would never let you sleep well again.

you’re a couple of steps ahead of them, ears perked up. you’re nauseous.

“no one you know.” lando laughs uncomfortably, waving it off. he sounds exhausted.

you fight with the revolving door and rush to your car. you scream as soon as the door slams and you’re in the drivers seat. you thrash against the steering wheel, and then you scream again.

when you compose yourself, and pull out of your parking space, you notice lando’s range rover ahead of you. when you get to the end of the drive, he will turn left, towards london, and you will turn right.

the devil on your shoulder murders the angel in cold blood, silencing the only voice of reason you had left.

when you reach the junction, you turn left, too.

-

yikes. anyways lmao

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[dear-bunnyboo]

I am in love with your fics 💕

Can I please request a Joe Burrow one shot where it’s about his calf early in the season, the reader constantly worries about Joe and tells him to sit each game out but Joe is stubborn so he doesn’t listen and Joe snaps at one point and it hurts the reader. Then it moves to one day where the reader doesn’t even bother worrying about him because the reader knows Joe won’t listen. Can it be angsty but end on a good note.

first Joey B one-shot angst!!! Love this request so much and it kinda lowkey reminded me of my other Joe Burrow one-shot— IDGAF 🤍

I never intended this one-shot to be too perfect for our current situation but it is what it is. This is for all my loves who are all lowkey freaking out because of the game, hope this makes you feel better even more just a moment 🤍

𝐒𝐀𝐘 𝐘𝐄𝐒 || 𝐉𝐎𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Joe Burrow x Reader

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You just want Joe to listen to you and say yes for once.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: angst, cursing, mentions of injuries, shouting, frustrated!Joe, arguments, crying, fluff in the end

𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐜. 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 || 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

You thought that this season would start different for your boyfriend Joe but it seems like it’s simply rotten luck on his part— you could say that Joe is a lucky guy; from being gifted with insane talent, skill, looks, personality, and the likes. However, he seems to have a knack on starting his football season either injured or sick.

It started with his knee injury during his rookie year— tearing left ACL and MCL during one of his games. Then him rupturing his appendix the year after, earning him another trip to the surgery table.

You honestly thought that this year was gonna be different for the quarterback. He has always been vocal about his disappointment in missing the beginning of each season— one of Joe’s many goals every year to to start the season healthy and end it healthy.

You and Joe thought that this year would be finally be the year he starts off strong and healthy— you were both wrong.

After getting a call from the Bengals’ coach Zach Taylor about your boyfriend being carted off the practice field for straining his calf; you were pretty sure you were close to crying. Joe’s calf injury surprisingly is the least serious out of all the injuries he had sustained but seeing your boyfriend so depleted once he got home from that practice hurt you.

Joe loves football. He loves what he does and it hurts you to see him so defeated.

However, Joe is not one to give up that easily. Once he got the clearance to continue with practice, he went straight for it and he was adamant on playing their first game of the season. You, however, you didn’t think it was a good idea for him to do so. Most of the people around him want him to sit the first few weeks out— you especially; scared that he might aggravate his injury even further.

But Joe was a lot of things and stubborn was one of those things.

He simply brushed your concerns off with a smile, “I feel good to play, baby. I need to play.” Joe reassured you before slightly limping over to his office to do his film study.

“You really don’t need to. It’s the first week, Joe.” You tried again before he could even leave your sights.

Joe turns to face you, and gave you another reassuring smile, “I’m fine. Alright? I’ll be okay.”

He was proven very wrong when week 1 rolled in and they loss to Cleveland— a terrible start for the season, you love Joe and are pretty bias towards the Bengals but you’d be lying if you said they didn’t play like ass that day.

Joe clearly wasn’t playing like himself. Everyone with two working eyes could see that his injury was holding him back—every tackle, every run, every movement he made made you gnaw on your lips.

You knew that he was blaming himself, yet you also knew that this would only push Joe to try even harder when the one thing he should be doing is rest.

“Joe, seriously. I don’t think you should play next week.” You tried reasoning out to your hard-headed boyfriend who seemed like he had his mind already made.

“That was a terrible game we just had. Which why I need to play next week so we can start strong— get our footing back.” Joe sighed as he ran his hands over his face in frustration as he remembered his awful performance.

“You are injured— you’re calf isn’t fully healed yet, people understand.” You said standing in front of the quarterback, trying to console the inconsolable.

“That’s not an excuse.”

“It is—”

“I’m playing next week— that’s final. Now, can we please talk about something else?” Joe cuts you off.

You blinked a couple times at your boyfriend before sighing, succumbing to his request you turned to move to the kitchen.

“What do you want to eat?”

You succeeded in changing the subject to your surprise earning a appreciative smile from Joe. As you made your dinner, you conversed with your boyfriend while you thought about the next game against the Ravens.

…

0-2

Week 2, different team, same predicament.

The Bengals lost, again. Which honestly didn’t come as a surprise for you— it was a better game at least, compared to the shit show that was week 1.

Joe did however, re-tweak his calf. Seeing him limp off the field after the game broke your heart. You could practically feel the frustration come out of Joe from a mile away— hopefully, this time he says yes to you and rest.

However, when Joe got home, you knew right away that his injury wouldn’t him from playing.

When you opened the door to greet your boyfriend, you immediately noticed the way he was leaning all his weight on his good leg. His brows were furrowed and his lips were pressed into a tight line— you had an inkling that you were not going to like whatever he was about to say.

And you were right.

“Before you even say anything— I’m fine. I only re-tweaked it and yes, I will be playing next week.” Joe hobbled inside the house, heading towards the kitchen to fix himself a drink.

“Joe you’re not okay.” You said firmly finally putting your foot down causing Joe to turn to look at you.

“You just strained your calf, you only re-tweaked it, what the hell is next, Joe?” You said trying to keep you voice calm, however, your furious eyes staring into Joe’s was betraying what you truly felt.

Your boyfriend threw his head back with a deep sigh in frustration. You two have seem to have the same conversation over and over again every week— and Joe didn’t understand why you can’t grasp the fact that he will be present every game. While you didn’t understand that Joe can’t grasp the fact that he needed to sit his ass down before he hurts himself even more.

In all honesty, you were scared— terrified even. You knew what you signed up for the second you accepted to be Joe’s girlfriend. You understood how dangerous it’s gonna be, you understood how hard it’s going to be for the both of you. But after tearing his ACL and MCL you were just living on the edge; constantly in fear that something even terrible was going to happen.

Getting that call from Zach, shook you to your core. You remembered dreading that it was gonna be career ending, luckily it wasn’t— just a strained calf, but on the rate Joe is going, you’ll never know.

“How many times am I going to tell you that I’m fine?” Joe was finally angry… angry at you. Listening to his tone made your heart drop, yet you can’t blame him. You know how much pressure he’s in; the amount of times people called him names just because of his bad performances; especially after signing a $275 million deal.

“All I’m asking is one game, Joe. Just one. Just sit one out— if you listened to me and didn’t play week 1 we wouldn’t be in this predicament.” You said defeatedly.

“And if you listened to me you’d actually know that I’m fine.” The quarterback retaliated.

The two of you were now face to face in the kitchen, both trying not to let anger get the best of you two and scream.

“Stop saying that when you are clearly in pain, Joe!” You threw your hands up in frustration as you watched your boyfriend eye you up and down.

“I don’t understand why you’re so worked up about this— it’s my health, my job, my life!” Joe grunts moving to walk away to hole himself back into his office.

His health. His job. His life. While his girlfriend is losing her goddamn mind.

“I’m concerned, Joe. It’s my job to worry about yo–”

“Then fucking don’t!” Joe snaps at you making you step back in shock.

Joe has never yelled at you, not once.

“And again, I’m playing next week whether you like it or not.” Joe’s tone finally calmed down, his blue eyes eyeing your still figure as you stared at him as if you didn’t know who he was.

Just then did Joe realized what he said to you— and moreover, how he said it. His eyes soften under the realization, his tall figure walking towards you to gather you in his arms and apologize.

But before he could do so, something snapped inside of you.

“Baby, I’m so so–”

“No. You’re right. I’m sorry.” You shook your head as if snapping yourself out of a trance before looking up at your now concerned boyfriend who was watching you closely.

His health. His job. His life.

“What do you want for dinner?” You smiled at him, the fakest one you could muster— Joe noticed, he wasn’t stupid… maybe he was a little.

“Do you want pasta? I’ll make you pasta.”

…

Thankfully week 3 was successful.

The Bengals’ first win of the season. The game wasn’t up to par with their usual standards of playing but a win is a win— and you were grateful for that win, for your sake and Joe’s.

The days leading up to the game against the Titans were fast approaching and Joe was frustrated. During practice he took notice how he still wasn’t 100% healthy and that bothered the quarterback; it affected his mobility and his speed mostly which throws his game off.

They won their first game of the season and Joe knows not to be complacent. Yet, he can’t help but hear that nagging voice inside his head that was telling him that you were right— hell, everyone was right. You weren’t the only one who wants him to skip a few games. Ever since his calf injury, his teammates, his coach, his parents, and the fans were all adamant for him to rest.

Obviously, Joe didn’t listen which only caused his calf to take longer to heal which you warned him would happen. As he hobbled up inside his house after practice, he was greeted by the sound of the living room TV— there you were snuggled up on the couch fully immersed as you watched your favorite show.

“Hey.” Joe announced his arrival causing you to turn the TV off and turn to him with a reserved smile.

“Hey, how was practice?” You asked before walking up to the quarterback placing a kiss on his awaiting lips.

“It was tiring as usual.” Joe stated as he wrapped his arms around your waist before continuing, “My calf is sore too.” He confessed guilt filled his face as he awaited for your reaction.

“I’ll prepare an ice compress. Sit down and elevate your leg up the couch.” You pulled away from him before pushing him down the couch lightly. You placed a few pillows at the end of the couch and carefully helped Joe place his injured leg on it.

You quietly moved to get his ice compress not saying another word which was unusual for you— shocking Joe. He was so sure the you were gonna scold him again.

But you didn’t.

You placed the ice compress on his injured calf, placed a kiss on his lips, before turning to him and saying, “I need to shower. Just yell if you need anything.”

Then you left.

No scolding, no questions, no expressing of concern— nothing.

Clearly what Joe said the other day is still bothering you. You still cared and loved the man, obviously. You still took care of him. But your opinions— as much as you’re concerned are not needed, so you kept quiet and kept them to yourself.

Joe didn’t like it at all. He knew he messed up the second he said what he said. The look on your face pained him, he hated himself for talking to you in such way and making you feel like you were in the wrong.

And now you’ve shut down.

While Joe was thankful for the ice compress, he can only hope that the next one he gets from you would be accompanied by the same smile that always greets him whenever he gets home from a long day of practice.

…

2-2

It was the last week of September and the Bengals were still winning. However, Joe wasn't winning.

The quarterback knew that you were still angry with him. He knew that ever since the moment he got home. It's been weeks since he had a proper conversation with you— it was as if the both of you were living separate lives, and it killed him.

Every morning he would wake up with his breakfast and medicine ready and every night, dinner would be on the table with your plate untouched and the leftovers covered and put away inside the fridge.

Joe had never been in this position before. You have never been mad at him, never. Not once. Sure, the two of you have fought over trivial things here and there but never had the two of you had a fight as big as this one.

Joe knows how much he fucked up, yet he's not sure if you were ready to forgive him or if he even deserved it.

And it seems like, the universe is testing his patience.

Joe was frustrated, so damn frustrated. This season wasn't going as well as he wanted it to go and with his calf injury, his mobility was greatly affected and the pain was also hindering him from playing to his fullest capacity.

And it was getting harder and harder to hide it from his girlfriend.

You were starting to catch on, and you were starting to suspect that something was going on with him. But being the stubborn and proud man he was, he refused to let it affect his performance, or the relationship with his girlfriend.

After an excruciating practice, the quarterback was greeted by the sight of his beautiful girlfriend, who was already in the kitchen cooking for dinner.

"Hey." Joe greeted.

"Hi." You simply greeted back without even looking up from the vegetables you were cutting.

"Smells good." He tried, wanting to engage a conversation with you.

"Thank you." You smiled before throwing the vegetables in the pan, "Dinner will be ready in a bit. Can you wash up?"

Joe stared at your back for a few moments before nodding his head, "Alright."

You heard the bathroom door close and that's when you decided to let the tears fall from your eyes.

You missed your boyfriend. You wanted your boyfriend back.

This whole thing was draining you. You hated having to keep yourself together and act as if everything was alright. It was eating you inside.

You weren't the type to hold grudges, especially to Joe. You always understood his point of view, and even if he was wrong, you'd always forgive him. But the way he talked to you last time, the way he treated you, made your heart ache.

"Fuck." You muttered as you wiped the tears from your eyes and proceeded to cook dinner.

You can't remember how long it had been since you've properly talked to Joe. The both of you have been tiptoeing around each other, not wanting to push the other's buttons.

And you were sick of it.

"How was practice?" You asked once the two of you had sat down at the dining table to eat.

Joe looked up from his food and gave you a small smile, "It was good."

You nodded your head and proceeded to eat.

"How was your day?" Joe asked after a few minutes of silence.

"It was fine."

Joe sighed before looking up at you, "Please don't do that."

"What?" You feigned innocence.

"Pretend."

"What are you talking about?" You said defensively.

"Baby, come on. You know exactly what I'm talking about." Joe said.

You rolled your eyes before scoffing, "I'm not pretending."

"You've barely said a word to me in the past three weeks. Do you honestly expect me to believe that?"

"Oh, because you didn't say a word to me either. And you were the one who told me to not worry. So, I'm not worrying." You fired back.

"You're being stubborn."

"Oh, now I'm the stubborn one?" You chuckled sarcastically.

"Yeah. You are." Joe nodded his head.

"So, what? Are we just not going to talk until we die?"

"Well, clearly that's the option that you're leaning on."

"I can't talk to you when you're acting like a dick!" You exclaimed, clearly tired of him putting the blame on you.

"Because you're the picture perfect definition of maturity and rationality."

"You're such a fucking asshole." You muttered, pushing your plate away from you before standing up.

"Where are you going?"

“Away from you.” You moved to walk towards the bedroom.

Joe let out a frustrated groan before standing up to catch your hand in his.

“Can we please talk about this? Properly like adults?” Joe was practically begging at this point.

You stared at him, contemplating if you should actually have a civil conversation or just brush him off.

However, Joe didn't give you the time to think.

He leaned in and pressed his lips against yours. The kiss was slow and sweet and everything you needed to finally snap. You pulled away and looked at him, his blue eyes gazing into yours.

"Joe..."

"I'm so sorry."

Joe didn't know where it came from. One moment he was pleading for you to listen to him, and then the next thing he knows is that his mouth was already moving, "I'm sorry, baby. I'm sorry for not listening to you, and I'm sorry for taking it all out on you. I'm sorry for hurting you, baby. I didn't mean what I said, and I regretted it the second it came out of my mouth. I'm so, so sorry."

He kissed your forehead before cupping your face in his hands.

"I'm not asking for your forgiveness. I'm not even gonna ask if I'm forgiven because I probably don't deserve it. But, I need you to know that I'm sorry."

You looked up at him before nodding your head, "I'm not mad at you anymore, Joe. I was, and I was hurt. But I wasn't mad."

"I was hurt sure but I knew how frustrated you were and how much pressure you are in— so i understand.” You sighed. “ I hate seeing you hurt and I know how much you love your job but what if it’s also the reason you lose it?” You finally confessed as your eyes filled with a light mist.

“I just want you to rest. For a day at least— cause that is never gonna get better if you didn’t and you know it.” You pointed at his injured calf as you explained.

“Yes, baby. I know and I will.” Joe promised.

And he kept that promise— leading on after their bye week, they have been winning games after games. Joe’s performance drastically changed from how he started. Everyone could see that their quarterback was back, which you couldn’t take credit for— cause Joe was a lot of things; stubborn, hard-headed, but he is also hard working.

And you couldn’t be more proud.

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1. logan and mum reader doing the “bad words in the bathroom” thing with lottie, but instead it ends up like this because they didn’t raise a potty-mouth

2. mum leaving logan and lottie alone for a day for the first time ever, only for baby lottie to start coughing really badly. logan has no idea what to do so he ends up googling the best remedies to get rid of baby coughs and mum walks into the house reeking of onions and a teary-eyed logan 3. lottie being the best big sister to twins

4. and then all of this happens in their storyline too

on the contrary, i think lottie would be a perfect wee angel in front of her parents but once she's alone in the bathroom she just LETS LOOSE!!! that girl is surrounded by hotheaded driver uncles and father are u kidding she has picked up SO MUCH!!!

either logan didn't wanna ruin mum's day out or he genuinely forgot he could call for help... mum comes down the hallway like, "oh wow did logan make french onion soup or something? oh. why are both of them crying."

GIRLLL don't give me ideas 😮‍💨 she would beee

do not infect my metaphorical creative literal child with that FEVER DREAM of a reblog thread

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ELDARYA; "Could you hug me?"

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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: Basically asking for a hug from the routes! Comfort and fluff mainly. ↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: This was a request from the blog I used to have time ago and I found it absolutely adorable! So I decided I will rewrite it. If everything goes well, the ML & MCL version will be posted on sunday or monday! Enjoy the reading <3.

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❖ LEIFTAN ;;  would be a little surprised, you can even see his cheeks red with embarrassment, but it wouldn't take him long to wrap his arms around you, one hand in your hair to provide gentle caresses and the other on your back for support. He is delicate with his touches, plus his scent of berries is soothing enough to make you forget your troubles for a moment. He would rest his head on your shoulder, appreciating your presence without being able to avoid the smile. Depending on how he has seen your face, he would maintain silence, but if he sees that it is opportune he would say "Do you want to talk?".

  ❖ LANCE ;; looks clearly confused, raising an eyebrow at this. He grabs your shoulders and pulls you closer to his body, at first a little uncomfortable, but the moment he feels your arms around his torso, he feels some warmth in his chest. Maybe he even feels a burn in his cheeks. Anyway, he doesn't complain, he just keeps silent and caresses your back from time to time in a comforting way. Once you separate he would still be a little confused, but grateful because even he needed that hug. 

❖ VALKYON ;; "Oh, sure" No doubt your act will have made his day better, welcoming you into his arms in a bear hug that would take you a while to separate from. Valkyon is fascinated by hugs even though he's embarrassed to ask or initiate them, but when given the opportunity, he doesn't hesitate for a second. He loves the feeling of being able to feel how he protects you, how he shows you his love. The feeling of his hugs is unique and irreplaceable, it is warm, like an angel is welcoming you in the best way to heaven. If the hug lasts long, he would plant a small kiss on your forehead before separating, and ask if everything is ok. He is such a sweethear <3.

❖ EZAREL ;; will find it tempting whether to tease you or reciprocate your request, so he would first refuse to see your reaction, but immediately laugh and hug you tightly. Just because it's you. Usually Ezarel's hugs are very uncomfortable, but considering it's you, he wouldn't mind at all. He would squeeze you to the point of leaving you breathless, to which you would try to pull away and he would mockingly say "didn't you want a hug? Then have it until I get tired". But he only does it to tease you, stroking your back and resting his chin on your head protectively. Even if he doesn't know how to show it, he loves you. Very much. 

❖  MATHIEU ;; If he were a puppy you could see how he wouldn't stop wagging his tail in excitement. He would turn to you with open arms and a big smile, inviting you into one of his big hugs. He loves hugs, and whenever he gets into one, he always seeks the comfort and warmth of the other person, enjoying those seconds with the other person. His arms don't exert much force but you can't get free easily either. No doubt, after a tiring day, a hug from Mathieu is the best thing you can ask for. From time to time his teasing streak would come into action and he would start tickling you or carry you a little bit in his arms and spin you around.

❖ NEVRA ;; you've never seen such a smug smile from him. He'd cross his arms and look at you with amusement, wanting you to beg for his embrace. Either way, whether you do or not, he would. He can't resist you. Nevra's hugs are a strange feeling, not quite warm but very comfortable. Maybe he tickles or squeezes you, but only to tease you. If he sees that it's been a hard day for you, he'll rock from side to side to cheer you up a bit while giving you words of support, asking how you're doing and if he can do anything to help. Whenever you are sad, he definitely wants to distract you from the negative thoughts. He would start humming a song or ranting about his random thoughts to keep you busy, and even offer stuff to do to cheer you up. Usually just before you break away from the hug, he will spank you (with your consent and if the timing is right, ofc).

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