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my-love-is-sunlight · 3 days

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Young, drunk and alone

Ace x singer!reader

Warnings: fem reader, alcohol consumption, FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF

Word count: 1.7k

Summary: In which you got a free tab in a bar where you preformed

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Ace watches your performance intently, not missing any of the words that scape your mouth, ringing in his ears in a mesmerizing chant. Admiring your hands as they strum your instrument with acquired ease hitting every single note perfectly, and relishing how your feet move your body all across the stage, your skirt dancing like the waves of the ocean. The lights bounce from your face just right, making you glow like a mysterious siren that has emerged from the depths of the ocean to lure him to you.

And he has fallen right into your trap

He is taken out of his daze when the bar erupts with applause, whistles and praises at your wonderful performance. You make a reverence smiling wide

“Such an amazing performer isn’t she?, Ace-yoi?” Marco swings over to his brother locking one arm over his broad shoulders, his breath reeks like alcohol and his beer spills on Ace’s shorts, making him grumble

Before he can even complain, his breath is cut short as he watches you making your way to the table, smiling at both men fondly, your eyes glittering like the warm candles lighting the place

“Y/n-yoiiii, we were just talking about you” Marco redirects the attention while the second division commander stays completely frozen at your mere presence

A lot of people would describe Ace as a confident man, sometimes even too confident, as warm and bright like the flames that come out from his fingertips. Feared by some loved by others.

But whenever you appeared in his field of vision he would transform into a blushing, stuttering nervous wreck, something he did not understand and even thought for a while he may just had came down with an illness, or maybe he was allergic to your perfume? No, that could not be, you smelled like the sweetest flowers and softest mornings. Was it your beaming smile? it always made his tummy feel funny, or maybe your eyes? They always froze him like Medusa.

He even tried avoiding you for a while as he discovered whatever this curse that had fallen over him was, but it only made matters worse. The need to follow you around, listen to your melodic voice or just knowing you were near gnawed at him, you became a necessity

One day tired of this weird symptoms taking over his life, Ace made his way to his friend’s office, asking Marco to cure him. After describing in great detail the way you made him feel, the Doctor couldn’t help but laugh at his clueless brother

“Yep, it is very clear, you have a severe cause of love”

“Love?”

Love

The word swirled around his head along side thoughts of you, you and him to be more clear. What was he to do with this feeling? Was he wrong from wanting it? More specific, wanting you to give it to him?

The more he thought the more confused he became, falling into a spiral of pining and yearning, having him eating form the palm of your hand, attached to your hip and eager to decipher you, to know everything about you. He wanted your attention, his hands brushing yours without him even noticing, a strong want for you to pamper him in caresses and tender touches took over him, sometimes even hurting him to not being able to hold you close

But he didn’t deserved such thing did he? The son of the King of the Pirates, his existence a mere sin, a mistake, a curse that he never wished to bestow over anyone else.

You deserved better

But you were just so addicting, Ace could not deny himself indulging in you

If only he wasn’t so blinded to see how much you also wished for him, how easily you allowed him to enter your life and spread like a bonfire, burning your heart to ashes

“Did you guys enjoy the show?” Even though the question was asked for both the pirates on the table, deep down, your question was directed towards Fire Fist

“YES!” Ace answers way too quickly and loudly, he clears his throat immediately after realizing his action, red creeping from his neck to his ears “You are always so so so great y/n” he smiles at you overflowing with endearment and love

“Thought you’d like it” you winked at the commander and stared at each other in a trance, Marco standing beside both of your stupid faces, surprised how two people with a brain each sometimes he doubted this statement and two eyes were not able to realize how whipped they were for each other. He slapped the commander’s back loudly making him stumble

“I’ll go get you a drink y/n-yoi” Marco announces his departure to the counter as you settle beside your dear friend, his gaze following your every move

“Shouldn’t have given them a free show”

You giggle before you scooch closer to him whispering in his red tainted ears “Everything on my tab is free tonight” you earned the most bright smile from the Fire Fist, a smile that could burn the sun itself

“Say less”

Usually you would be the one looking after Ace, making sure he didn’t fall asleep on top of anyone or anything dangerous or just standing, passing him water every now and then to keep him hydrated, and most of the times, offering a shoulder for him to lean on as you both walked back to the Moby Dick. Tonight was not gonna be any different until Ace begged you to follow behind… now you were 6 drinks in the lead, it was your free tab after all

Too bad you didn’t had any alcohol retention

The commander didn’t left your side the whole night, making sure no one tried to snatch you form the table in your drunken state, weary eyes following your shaky steps to the counter and giving the nastiest of looks to any prying eyes that settled on you, he even checked your drinks before you’d down them.

“yOu lOOk soO HOt riGhT nOw AcE” your laughter exploded to all the bar to hear as your hands squished his freckled cheeks, faces dangerously close. To Ace’s dismay, drunk you was vey handsy and tongue loose, making it hard for him to keep his composure

Marco stretched one of his arms from the other side of the table snatching your fruity drink “That’s enough for you missy”

You whined, still holding Ace’s flushed face in your hands, he carefully took them in his directing your attention

“I think it’s time to go back”

“WE HavEn’T eVen DAncEd” the slurring in your words yet another signal for you to cut the tab “The only good performer is drunk out of their mind right now” Fire fist stood up holding your hand tight enough for you to not refuse to follow him out the bar

“Good luck champ!” Marco’s teasing tone was the last thing Ace heard as he exited the crowded place

Your feet seemed to have forgotten how to function, stumbling right behind your lovely friend, he makes the executive decision that carrying you back would be much effective

“Alright y/n I’m gonna have to pull you over my shoulder ok?”

“NO!” You push him almost falling on your back on the rocky road under your feet “I can walk jus’ fine thank ya’ very much” Ace just sighs before he squats in front of you and toses you over his broad freckled shoulders with ease, making you protest

“You’re lucky you’re hot” you say, words still slurring

A laugh rumbled from the center of Ace’s ribcage meeting your ears almost earning a smile out of you if you weren’t trying to appear offended “Is that so? You haven’t stopped calling me that all night” the alcohol had gained you a strong confidence, making the thoughts that formed in your brain drop out of your mouth without worry, an ability you wished you were born with

“Jus’ stating a fact” the strong man under you stays silent, a thousand thoughts racing through his head as he becomes even more flustered

You both arrive to the port in one piece, safe and sound. Ace puts you down delicately and making sure you don’t trip over, as his body goes to stand upright his eyes meet yours halfway, making him stop and admire the sweet unapologetic love that glistened in them,. Was this the way you always looked at him? With such adoration and want?

Your hands travel for a millionth time to the sides of his face as you whisper “You don’t believe me?” you didn’t stutter one bit, every word leaving your mouth with strong confidence, no hesitation

“Wh-“

“Ace, you’re amazing” Your eyes don’t snap from his at any moment, Ace’s heart thrumming in his chest so loud he swears you can hear it, warmth rises to his face meeting your soft skin that held him with such tenderness

“And you’re loved” his breath hitches, stuck in his throat as you praise him, his simple existence

You stay like this for a while before he stands completely upright and before you can even turn to walk to the ship, a pair of sculpted tattooed arms enveloped you in a warm honest hug

“Thank you y/n” This Ace sounds different to the Ace you had come to know and love, this Ace sounds vulnerable, open and afraid, a side you had never come across before

“You know I love you” you stand on your tip toes and clash your lips in his left cheek before hugging him even tighter

Fire Fist Ace, commander of the second division of the White Beard’s Pirates, a wanted man and feared pirate becomes putty on the hands of his fellow crew mate, a sight to behold

His heart fell to his feet, flames erupt from his flushed skin but he es quick to control them before they burn you. He looks down at you, a mess of emotions written all over his freckled face, but you just walk up the ship, like nothing had happened

“C’mon Portgas or I’ll fall asleep on the deck”

Next morning you woke up to the nastiest hangover you had ever experienced and a nervous Ace outside your door, hopeful you’d remember what happened

Sweet sweet Ace, who was gonna be the one to tell him a lady never lets their guard down, specially while drinking

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Title inspired ofc by Dial Drunk by Noah Kahan. LOVE writing singer!reader x Ace 🫶🏻 BTW I got 3 Sanji x gardener!reader drafts cooking

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your-averagewriter · 2 days

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Lipstick kisses.

Summary: At the wrap party, Cooper and (y/n) get closer and closer before (y/n) leaves him with some lipstick marks as a reminder and a promise for later (pre apocalypse!Cooper Howard x fem!reader).

Word count: 1.4K

Warnings: kissing, sexual references

“Right here in the vaults is where you can live, so get your spot now before they run out and you can be as happy as us.” I say, looking into the camera, wearing a Vault-Tec suit that is molded to my body. Cooper’s arm is wrapped around my waist as we wear matching smiles, playing husband and wife for one of the new ads. They’re cheesy but they pay well and afford me a spot in one of the vaults which I wouldn’t be able to pay for myself.

“She’s right.” He places a well-planned kiss on my cheek. “It’s as easy as pie.” Cooper says, winking and dipping his finger in the apple pie they left for the shoot. “These walls allow us to stay safe and live the all-American lifestyle, they keep out the radiation and the Reds.” He says into the camera and it finishes filming.

“That’s a wrap.” Someone from behind the camera says.

“Great, are we done then?” I ask and everyone disperses, including Cooper and me.

“Wrap party.” Someone pats me on the shoulder, I turn around and it’s Cooper.

“Wrap party? We’ve only filmed a few ads, it’s not like we filmed a movie.”

“Damn feels like it sometimes with all the takes.” I chuckle.

“So where’s the party?”

“My house starts at 8:00, most people won’t turn up until past 8:30 - you know how parties go.”

“Well, I’ll see you later then.” I say with a small smile before walking away to get into my usual clothes and head home before going to Coop’s party.

Getting home, I lay out my outfit, picking out a long red dress that is form-fitting and pack a little black handbag with my matching lipstick, a box of cigarettes, a lighter, keys and phone. Double-checking my makeup in the mirror, I slip on my heels before leaving and driving to Cooper’s house.

There’s a crash on one of the roads so the traffic is awful as I try to get to the wrap party but I end up getting there quite a bit later than expected - definitely past 8:30. Finally I pull up, having to park down the hill a little due to all the good car spaces already being taken.

It’s a short walk to get to his house, when I go to knock on the door, it’s already open and I can hear the music vibrating throughout the house.

I navigate my way through the people, talking to some as they greet me - being one of the main actors in the advertiser means my name is plastered on the billboards. I find the kitchen easily despite the people crowding it and pour myself a drink in the tacky red cups.

I busy myself with the drink, trying to ignore the eyes on my figure, noticing that I didn’t understand the dress code, ending up in a much fancier outfit than anyone else. Tiring of the loud noise and not seeing anyone I truly knew, I head outside, walking over to one of the benches, facing away from the building and towards the pool and pulling out my cigarette pack and lighter. I place a cigarette in between my lips and try to light it but my lighter doesn’t work.

I flick the lighter again and again.

“Hey darlin’, need some help?” I turn around to face Cooper with his lighter in hand. Looking up at him, he lights the cigarette for me.

“Thanks.” He sits down on the bench next to me.

“Not enjoying the party, sweetheart?”

“I don’t really know anyone here. They’re all on the business side of things and they seem to know me, it freaks me out.” I chuckle, taking a drag from the cigarette.

“Well, at least you look the part.” He grins. “You look stunnin’.”

“Thank you, I feel like I stick out.”

“You always stick out ‘cause you’re so pretty.”

“Not what I meant.” I chuckle as he takes the cigarette from my hand, lingering a second longer, his eyes on mine before lifting it up to his mouth and taking a long drag.

“Oh, I know exactly what you meant and I still think it’s a good thing. Don’t know how I didn’t see you sooner with this little get-up.”

I look him up and down, looking at the suit he’s wearing. “Since when did you wear suits?” I take another hit.

“Since I got a reputation.”

“I like you better with your cowboy attire.” I show a slightly dopey smile, maybe slightly influenced by the drinks I had earlier…

“Me too, darlin’, me too.” He laughs, taking a sip of a glass of whiskey he brought out with him. “I’ll wear the cowboy hat for you next time. Maybe we could have a party for two, dinner maybe.”

“Are you asking me out for dinner?”

“I’m asking you in for dinner. I make a mean spaghetti bolognese.” He wears a small grin on his face. “So what do you say?”

“That sounds nice. I like pasta. And you, of course.” I say, turning to properly face him, blowing a ring of smoke towards him with a smile

“Well, that’s good because I like you quite a bit.” He leans forward slightly, matching my smile, and moving forward slightly.

“Cooper, (y/n)! I hope I’m not interrupting.” Sebastian walks over, sitting down on the bench opposite the both of us.

“‘Course not.” I say, quickly pulling away with a slightly flustered look.

“You were interrupting actually, Sebastian. I was just about to kiss this pretty lady.” Both the men laugh while I sit there looking mildly embarrassed.

“Well then, I’ll be on my way. Hopefully I’ll see you later on, if you two don’t get too carried away that is.” He jokes, laughing.

“So embarrassing.” I mumble, head in hands once Sebastian leaves.

“I was just being honest, sweetheart. Now, where were we?” I look back up at him.

He pushes his lips against mine gently as I reciprocate, matching the delicate nature - almost as if he thinks I'll break. After a few seconds I pull away and can't help but chuckle as I look at his face.

“What? What is it?” He asks with a small grin.

“Nothing.” I decide not to tell him about the lipstick smudged on his lips. “Sorry.” I chuckle.

“C’mere, you.” He says, arm around my waist to pull me closer to him, a smirk on his face before he presses his lips against mine again.

I wrap my arms around his neck, resting them as we pull each other closer. I pull back to press a few kisses to his jaw, relishing the little lipstick kisses that are left behind.

“You're a little minx, you are.” He mumbles, I smile softly against his skin, continuing before making my way back to his lips.

I feel one of his hands travel up my thigh, his rough hands against the smooth skin exposed by the slit in my dress. He caresses the skin gently, rubbing little circles.

I play with his hair, my arms still resting over his shoulders gives me access to the back of his head also allowing me to pull him closer.

I feel his fingers reach under the slit of my dress and I pull back to reach for the hand with a conflicted smile.

“Cooper.” I say almost like a warning. “We're at your party and in your garden.”

“I don't mind.” He shrugs with a dopey smile.

“I mind.” I say, “Besides, people will be looking for you.” I stand up, holding his hand and leading him to stand as well. “C’mon.”

“Fine.” He huffs, worried he's missing out as he walks back into his house.

I lean over until my mouth is just by his ear.

“Y'know, if you wanted I could stay back a little later?” I whisper but it’s barely a question as I already know the answer, pulling back with a teasing smile before walking away again, leaving him with the lipstick marks as I find a bathroom to reapply my lipstick with a knowing smile.

Re-joining the party, I try to socialise with some other people but I make sure to keep an eye on Cooper talking to people trying to hide their hushed chuckles. Finally, I watch someone break the news to him as he walks over to one of the mirrors in his house, turning his face to examine the damage before he looks over at him. I send a small smile, feigning innocence as he shakes his head.

“Little minx.” He mumbles with a small grin.

AN: I hope you enjoyed reading!

I'm actually in love with Cooper, I swear (Ghoul form and not)

If you want a part two to this fic then let me know (I don't write smut though)!

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iheartgirlzn · 2 days

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Hello can you do a Percy Jackson reader when Tyson ask Percy Annabeth and the reader if the thzr the reader and Percy is together ? But he is completely shameless because well he is Tyson and the reader and Percy are both oblivious please

OBLIVIOUSLY IN LOVE

pairing: percy jackson x fem!reader

warning(s): mention of zöe nightshade, ooc annabeth ?, very short blurb, basically just reader and percy being clueless ♡

a/n: HOPEFULLY I GOT THIS RIGHT! anyways ty for requesting this 🤭 i tyson sm he’s so silly! (and sorry this took a whilee!)

the three demigods, plus one friendly cyclops, sat around hestia’s hearth, happy chatting to each other with cabin 7’s angelic voices singing harmonically in the background. the night air was cool, and the sky was free of fog, leaving a clear view of stars, making zöe’s constellation visible.

percy and y/n sat knee-to-knee, giggling at chatting with each other.

tyson watched curiously, he was happy that percy had started dating someone, he was just confused why his brother wouldn’t tell him. of course, he couldn’t be a 100% sure they were together, so he decided to ask annabeth instead.

“are brother and y/n dating?” he whispered loudly, attracting the attention of all 3 half-bloods.

annabeth’s eyes widened, freezing and turning to look at tyson with a hysterical look on her face. “wha-what was that?” she stuttered, struggling to keep down her laugh.

“are they.. you know, dating?” tyson repeated, stage-whispering.

annabeth burst into laughter, and percy and y/n sat there frozen in shock with flustered looks on their faces. they slowly scooted away from each other, avoiding eye contact while turning pink.

“why would, uh, you think that bud?” percy asked, his voice cracking embarrassingly. he cleared his throat. “we’re not- we’re not together. haha, nope, no sir!”

y/n nodded aggressively, her eyes wide as if trying to shoot laser beams out of them, super-man style. “yeah- hah, what percy said! we aren’t like that!”

tyson tilted his head to the side like a confused puppy. “huh? but you act like a couple.”

annabeth continued wheezing, crying from laughing so hard, while percy and y/n turned more red, if possible.

“i-i’m going to bed!” y/n shot out of her seat, and walked away from the campfire a blushing mess.

the sons’ of poseidon watched her walk away, tyson confused, percy embarrassed, and annabeth struggling to breathe in her chair.

‘stupid tyson!’ y/n mentally grumbled. ‘i’d never like him like that!’

for the rest of the night, y/n’s thoughts were filled with percy and tyson’s comment. ‘that’s silly.’ she kept telling herself. ‘just.. just silly.’

don’t steal my work pls and ty <3

#percy jackson x fem!reader #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson x you #percy jackson x y/n #percy jackson fandom #x reader #x fem!reader #x you #x y/n #pjo #percy jackson #rick riordan #I LOVE TYSON HE’S SO CUTE #annabeth chase is a silly goose w her friends i stand by this 🫡

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azrielwingspan · 2 days

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THE CHOICES WE MAKE - PART 2 (AZRIEL X READER)

Summary : Things escalate as you hastily try to find a solution.

Warnings : Swearing

PART- 1

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(Vallahan council chambers)

"I've given you one duty, Y/N. Just ONE." your king seethed at you as you stood in front of him with your head bowed. "How could you be so ...useless?" The words sent a sharp pain through you, but you ignored it. Later, you'd let it hurt you. "The border is nothing more but rot as far as the eye can see. What are you going to tell those who've lost their homes?"

You stood in silence, head hung in shame, taking the verbal blows. Pathetic. That's how you felt.

"Get out. I'll deal with you after I've dealt with this." You left obediently, not letting him see the tears lining your eyes. People had lost their lives because of your inability to do your job. Silence echoed in your mind as you tried to think of something...anything.

There was only one thing left to do.

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(The River House, Velaris)

"I don't care about the cost. I need the book, Rhys. PLEASE"." you almost begged. You could see the conflict in his eyes. He was hiding something, you were sure about it.

"Y/N..." taking in a deep breath, he blurted out "it's a trap. Koschei, he...wants the book. He's trying to lure us."

You let the words sink in, understanding dawning upon you. "We're just supposed to watch people die then?" He didn't respond, choosing to look away.

"W-we'll prepare for it. We'll set up a legion to stop---"

"He's too strong. A legion won't be able to stop him. I didn't want to say this Y/N...but the lives of a few over the lives of many is a tough decision I have to make."

A beat of silence passed, the words sinking in. Your vision turned red, the words spewing out of you like wildfire "A TOUGH DECISION YOU HAVE TO MAKE?! I have blood on my fucking hands, Rhysand! I stood and watched as my people were fucking slaughtered. DO THEY NOT DESERVE TO FUCKING LIVE?!?!"

He almost flinched as you raised you tone. You didn't feel guilt though. You felt pure undiluted anger coursing through your veins at the entire situation. "The most powerful high lord cant manage to save a couple of people ?! Fucking pathetic. You sit here in your nice little city watching over your people that aren't fucking aware of anything, those shit---"

"THAT IS ENOUGH." Rhysand roared, a pulse of his power rushing through the room. It washed over you, momentarily stunning you into silence. "Don't you dare bring my people into this. They don't deserve your anger."

The door to Rhysand's office burst open revealing Azriel, Nesta and Cassian.

"What's going on?" Azriel asked, eyes flitting between you and Rhys.

"Your darling brother just told me to stand by and watch my people die." you sneered.

"Y/N, we'll figure out another---" Rhys started.

You raised a hand to silence him. "I know where your loyalties lie Rhysand. If it were the people of Velaris, you wouldn't have thought twice."

"You're right." Nesta spoke up, eyes brimming with a challenge. "Then why are you still here?"

"Ness!" Cassian admonished her, which she ignored.

"Watch your fucking mouth." you said flatly to her turning your gaze back to Rhysand. "You told me you'd always be there no matter what. I see there was a limit to it."

"Y/N, please." Azriel followed you out the door, pushing past Cassian. "Just calm down and listen.."

You whipped towards him , anger flaring again "Calm down?! Do you know what I've been through the past few days Azriel? Everyday I wake up to a list of dead fae. They died because I didn't do anything. They died because I had a solution and I couldn't carry it out because your shithead of a high lord and your fucking sister in law would not let me. So no, Azriel, I will not calm down."

"Hey...hey.." he stepped closer to you cupping your face in his hands. His warmth and scent did nothing to calm you but you let him speak. "I'm sorry. I will never stop asking for your forgiveness for this moment but I need you to keep a clear head. I promise I'll help you out. We'll find another way okay? If not, I'll speak to Rhys again. He'll understand."

"Just...leave me alone. I don't need false promises." you walked away from him not paying attention to the hurt splashed across his face.

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(Your private chambers, Vallahan)

"It's a bargain." The sting of the bargain across your skin filled with you hope once again. You'd found a solution.

"I hope you won't go back on your word Lady Y/N." the male seated across you spoke, a tinge of suspicion in his voice.

"I couldn't even if I wanted to." you wiped the blood on your palm with a wet cloth and traced a finger along the cut across you palm.

"Very well." he stood up "you have a week to fulfill your side of the bargain."

"You have a day." you say flatly, not wanting to extend the conversation any further.

A dark chuckle echoed through the chambers, the fire casting eerie shadow across the walls. "It shall be done."

Footsteps walked away from you, each one in sync with your thudding heart. It had to be done. You had no choice. You told yourself repeatedly.

"Oh and Y/N...." you turned to face him at the sudden change in his tone. "when you're done breaking the shadowsingers heart, come find me. Your fire is best suited for the Autumn court."

You almost scoffed at his offer but instead chose to stay neutral.

"Goodnight, Eris."

He gave you a mocking bow and left the chambers, his red hair glinting in the firelight.

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yanasyin · 2 days

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What We Know (And What They Don't)

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Synopsis: After getting fired from your job, all you wanted was to sulk in silence on the rooftops of Brooklyn. Too bad you caught the neighborhood web-slinger's eye. 1.1k words ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Warnings: Bad head-space description, abusive boss, brief thought of jumping off a building (blink and you'll miss it), not much though I don't think.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Contents: Gn!reader x Spiderman (any), fluff, SFW. A/n at the end.

"Out! And this time stay out you useless bxtch!" The greasy brown, stained backdoor of Carlito's diner slammed shut. A harsh sigh escaped your throat. Today was just one of those days. You woke up late, got yelled at by your boss, and forgot half your tables' orders. You really hadn't meant to, it's just, everything was so loud. Spoons and forks clinking on chipped plates, raucous laughter, mindless chatter, and that damned child that wouldn't stop crying. This close to Christmas, the tables were constantly filled and the diner was constantly under-staffed.

Your boss improvised. With no over-time pay, most staff at the diner had to work at least 2 jobs to keep up with influx of customers this time of year. Truly a Christmas miracle everybody hadn't left yet. Honestly, it would've been a great move on your part to quit way before this, but you didn't have any options aside from this place, it got the bills paid and you off the streets.

Really, the customer that got you fired was already getting on your nerves from the beginning of your shift. You only lost it when he decided taking a photo up your shorts while you bent down to grab your dropped notebook was a good idea. he would've gotten away with it too had his flash not been on. Whirling around, you backhanded him so hard his dentures flew out. Unfortunately, this was the last straw for your boss, the customer was given a free meal, while you got your last paycheck.

There was no point getting mad now, what would it accomplish? Jobless, freezing, and alone, it was in your best interest to get out of the alley you were in asap. Your work uniform was your boss's taste in women, so in short, sexy, tight, and revealing. Your red shorts barely covered the beginning of your thighs, and the black fishnets underneath were basically decoration, thankfully you had a spare black tee at least. You didn't bring more than a hoodie today, since in the morning, before you left for work, the sun was shining and it was pleasantly warm.

Cursing every decision that had brought you to this point, you figured you might as well go to a scenic spot if you were going to sulk. Ducking out of the alleyway, you hastily made your way to your apartments fire escape a few blocks down. Gripping the icy rails, you silently climbed until your head was level with the top and hauled yourself over.

You stepped over until you were at the edge of the railing. From here, you could see the ant-sized pedestrians living going about their day. It kind of put your life into perspective, you were just another ant, lost in the throngs of people... Your life was kind of meaningless. Almost without thinking, your feet pushed closer to the edge. From this height, you wouldn't just be getting a few broken bones, you'd be dead if you jumped. You were a hairs breadth away from the edge, and the slight swaying sensation people got when they were really high up was getting to you. What if I... Before you could finish that thought, a near-silent whoosh sounded behind you.

Whirling around you were met with the Brooklyn's most famous vigilante. He looked almost casual leaning against the rooftop door, but there was a slight tension in his stance, as if he was waiting for you to do something.

"A little high up to be contemplating life don't you think?" He murmured with a teasing lilt to his voice. You could feel your neck getting warm as you realized what he thought you were going to do, and rushed out an explanation.

"I wasn't! I just had a sh!tty day is all. The view here at night is beautiful so I thought I'd cheer myself up a bit" He titled his head at your response, taking a moment to consider your words before sauntering over and plopping down on the edge of the building.

"Care to join me? There's plenty of room." You hesitated, but plopped down anyway, after all who'd turn down the chance to sulk next to Spider-man? Not you that's for sure.

Spidey's head tilted minutely in your direction, before asking lightly "You know, I've been told I'm a great listener." You blinked in surprise... That was unexpected, but not unwelcome. Before you knew it you were spilling the day's events with fervor, finding comfort in his low hums and sympathetic ah's.

"-nd he really should've retired 10 years ago, but he's still up and kicking! And now I have to find another damn job just so I'm not out on the streets." Spidey had been staring at you silently for the past few minutes now, and as you paused to catch your breath he spoke.

"Can I kiss you?" You reeled back in shock, he seemed a bit surprised at his own boldness too if the slight widening of the eyes on his mask was any indication, he didn't back down though and hurried to elaborate.

"You looked a little lonely, and I won't say you don't smoking in your current outfit, but I mostly wanted to cheer you up." While he spoke he had started to slowly lean towards you, but stopping a few inches from your face, waiting for your permission. A slow nod was all he need before he was tugging the mask up over his nose, revealing soft lips, before his mouth pressed to yours sweetly.

You had expected a kiss with Spider-man to be fierce and passionate, considering he was someone constantly defying rules and swinging free in the city, this kiss was passionate but it was soft. He kissed you like a lover would, lightly tilting your chin towards him with the tips of his fingers, before using one hand to hold the back of your head, and the other to cup your face.

You could have kept kissing him for ages if the burning need for oxygen didn't take over. You pulled away breathless and gasping, before taking a look at his slightly heaving chest, diving back for seconds.

After the both of you were flushed and drunk on the others lips, Spider-man, tugged his mask back down and you had the feeling he was grinning at you.

"Somebody seems to be in better spirits." He goaded. You huffed a laugh before smiling. You turned to the side to compose yourself, before turning back and seeing empty space next to the space he had previously filled.

Confused you looked up and down the building, but didn't catch sight of him. Disappointment pooled in your chest, but just before you left for the fire escape, you noticed a small sticky note with a hastily scribbled number on it, and a call me! underneath in chicken scratch. You would have ignored it if not for the tiny spider drawn like a certain somebody's suit on the back. Maybe it wasn't that bad of a day after all.

A/n: I lost the ask :( but this is for the anon who requested a spiderverse fic! it's mostly me yapping but I hope you enjoy <33

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zqcky01 · 3 days

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I had a request for stone x reader

( English is not my first language so I'm terriblely sorry if I mess up)

I was hoping you could do one where reader is rich but she nice and willing to give away her things to Amy scrap

She meets stone when he was pickpoting her but she was so happy to give it to him.

And stone kinda started liking her

( thanks:))

Pure Sweetness

Stone x Fem! Reader

a/n: I see pretty colors in the sky

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“A rich lady willing to give up her things? What a joke.” Stone said as he rolled his eyes. Placing his cigarette between his fingers. “No it’s true! I over heard it from other scraps!” Vinnie said as she huffed. “It’s true!” Skipp said, peeking up from Stones shoulder.

“Right….right..” Stone grumbled, glancing off out of the alleyway. Vinnie also looked. “Look! There she is! And she’s pretty too…” Vinnie said, pointing you, who was peacefully walking down the street. Stone raised an eyebrow. “She’s not all that.” Stone said, rolling his eyes as he dropped his cigarette and stomped on it. “Whatever! Stone, go and pickpocket her!” Vinnie said as she tugged at his arm. Stone groaned. “Fine.”

Stone walked out of the alleyway, looking around. His eyes landed onto you. He sighed, before walking up behind you. His hands reached into your coat.

You noticed his hands digging into your pockets. You smiled. “Oh—hello!” You said, titling your head to the side. Stone froze, staring up at him. Before he stood up straight. “Hey—“ “Are you trying to pickpocket me?” You asked, raising an eyebrow.

Stone glanced around, before he sighed. He just needed to act. “Yeah…I’m sorry I’m just so hungry.” He lied, frowning. That was a lie, he wanted new cigarettes. You frowned, feeling your heart being stabbed.

“Oh I’m sorry, here.” You said, digging into your purse. Stone glanced over to Vinnie and Skipp who were cheering him on. He rolled his eyes before turning back to you.

You pulled out a few coins and placed them into Stone’s hand. He felt your hand brushing against his own, he raised an eyebrow. He felt his cheeks started to warm up. “Please—get something good to eat.” You smiled dearly at him. Stone felt his stomach turn.

Then you waved off, before walking back down the street. Stone stood there—confused. “A pretty face..and a pretty heart. What a combo.”

#x you #ramshackle x you #ramshackle x reader #oneshot #stone x reader ramshackle #stone x reader #x reader #fluff #ramshackle stone #silly

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bumblesimagines · 3 days

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you haven't changed a bit.

do you ever think about what happened between us?

you look really good. i'm happy for you.

Donna Sheridan

you haven't changed a bit.

do you ever think about what happened between us?

you look really good. i'm happy for you.

Pronouns: He/Him/His, M!Reader

"Where the hell did Laz put it? Jesus." You hissed quietly under your breath, back aching from the time you spent crouched or bent over searching for the damn bottle of whiskey Lazaros had hidden for his own personal use after his mother had forbidden him from drinking in front of customers, not that the bar got any, to begin with, given Lazaros... unique singing and Sophia's often stern nature. "Next time I see him, I'm gonna-"

"(Y/N)! I've been looking everywhere for you, boy! Come meet our new singer." Sophia's voice sliced through the air, demanding and attention-grabbing as always, prompting you to flinch and lift your head only to slam right into the underside of the counter.

"Ow, fuck-"

"Language, (Y/N)." Sophia tsked as you properly wiggled out from under the counter and straightened up, one hand rubbing the sore spot on the back of your head. You heaved a sigh and spun on your heel, eyes drifting over the rather empty bar while you made your way to the end of the counter and finally took in the new singer.

And she seemed just as surprised as you.

"(Y/N)?" A breathless, surprised, and giddy laugh escaped her as her eyes widened into saucers, the jaw-dropped look almost comical. You stared back at her in silence, your mind trying to piece together how your spunky ex from college managed to find you on a semi-remote Greek island. Donna moved first, practically throwing herself over the counter to wrap her arms around your shoulders. "I can't believe you're here! In Kalokairi, of all places! I mean, I know you mentioned you wanted to travel around Greece but I never expected the first place I visited to be where you were staying!"

"You know each other?" Sophia questioned, one brow arched as she watched Donna wiggle off the counter and plant her feet firmly back on the floor. Donna nodded excitedly in return, brushing some of her loose curls away from her face and laughing again.

"Yeah! We, uh.. dated briefly in college and then... (Y/N) graduated and..." Donna trailed off, her fingers toying with a ring on her hand. Her teeth dug down into her bottom lip, a dejected look briefly appearing in her eyes. "We broke off. Totally mutual." She assured Sophia with a forceful laugh and you winced when you caught the squinty-eyed look Sophia shot your way.

"Good, good. This means you'll get along, right? That's good." Sophia pursed her lips, the look in her eye telling you that you'd receive an earful later. Donna had a way of making people like her, making them care for her. It seemed her charms even wormed their way into the stern, always straight-faced Sophia. "Feel free to warm up on the stage. I'm sure my son is... somewhere around here."

"Oh, Laz went to see if Korianna would take him back. Again. With the whole band."

"Ugh, God," Sophia sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of her nose and heading toward the back doors to retrieve her son from his ex's porch again. You watched her go, withholding the urge to snort until she was out of earshot and out the door. Turning back to Donna, you licked your lips and cleared your throat.

"Uhm... I'm sure you know your way around here. The band will be back soon but, as Sophia said, you can warm up in the meantime. I'm sure you'll bring in customers without them, though." You offered her a smile and glanced over your shoulder, eyeing the selection of drinks you could offer her. "Do you want a beer? Wine? Ouzo?"

"Maybe later." Donna dismissed with a wave of her hand, her brown eyes slowly raking over you. "You... you look really good. I'm happy for you. I never thought I'd find you here. I thought you'd be putting that law degree into use in Greece, not working in a bar in the middle of the ocean. What- What do your parents think about it?"

"And you haven't changed a bit." It was comforting, at the very least, to know Donna hadn't changed her spunky, adventurous nature despite the time that'd passed. She still sported her typical vibrant, almost hippie-esque clothes and was still a singer. She'd always performed wherever they let her back when you'd been attending Oxford. England, Bristol, Reading. At any place in dire need of entertainment, Donna and the Dynamos would show up and show out. "What does the Ruby Sheridan think of her daughter coming to a small, basically unknown island to sing for the locals? This isn't Las Vegas, you know."

"Well, she doesn't think anything of it 'cause she doesn't know. Like always, she didn't bother showing up to my graduation." Donna rolled her eyes, head shaking slightly, but you caught the hurt that appeared on her face. Despite every complaint, every huff and puff, and insult she threw at her mother, Donna never stopped caring or hoping for Ruby to turn a loving eye toward her. "I went to Paris, you know. Sang there a night or two but something was telling me to come here... to come to you, I guess."

"Maybe if I'd said Spain instead of Greece, that something would've pulled you to Ibiza or Tenerife."

"Maybe," Donna repeated softly, bracing her arms against the counter, her curls tumbling over her shoulders and framing her face perfectly. She traced random shapes into the wood with her fingertip, eyes jumping between looking at you and staring at the counter. "Do... do you ever think about what happened between us? Two years is a long time. Longest relationship I've ever been in."

You pursed your lips and sighed, leaning against the counter and crossing your arms over your chest, head tilting toward some of the fishermen stepping into the bar for their evening beer before they headed back out into the water. You acknowledged them with a nod and fixed up their usual drinks, feeling Donna's eyes locked on your every move. You returned once finished and finally looked her back in the eye. "Sometimes. I- I don't really know what to make of it, Donna. My parents always said it was some whirlwind thing that wouldn't last in 'the real world' and your friends always said it was fated. I was... confused, I guess. I told my family I needed a break and heard of this island when I was in Chania so I came here, found a job and a place to live."

"I just wished you would've waited for me. You know I would've said yes to traveling, to anything, with you."

"I'm sorry." You apologized softly, reaching out to curl your fingers around her arm gently. "I'm glad you're here, though. I think you'll really like this place."

#x reader #x you #x y/n #x male reader #mamma mia #mamma mia here we go again #mamma mia here we go again x reader #mamma mia here we go again x male reader #mamma mia 2 #mamma mia here we go again x y/n #mamma mia here we go again x you #mamma mia x reader #donna sheridan #donna sheridan x male reader #donna sheridan x you #donna sheridan x y/n

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httpiastri · 14 hours

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sleeping patterns – cn34

nights filled with endless crying and screaming take a toll on clement's confidence.

genre: fluff, slight comfort/angst ig

pairing: young dad!clem x young mom!reader

warnings: none

author’s note: aaaaaaaaaaa im so soft for clem and ive had such an insane baby fever recently. i miss him sm :(( he would be such a good dad, i just know it

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the big, red numbers of your electric clock on the bedside table tell you it's only 3am, a frustrated huff passing through your lips when your eyes slowly open. it takes a while for you to realize what's waking you up – but then it makes so much sense.

the soft cries on the other side of the baby monitor sting like a knife in your heart, and you're fully awake in a matter of seconds. you're just about to push yourself up to a sitting position when the bed dips next to you. after turning around, you find your boyfriend already jumping out of bed. "i'll get her."

"are you sure?" you ask, voice creaky after several hours of not speaking.

clement nods, leaning down to press a kiss to your temple. "go back to sleep," he hums, and just like that, he has waddled through the door to your nursery.

the sad truth is that your little one hasn't been progressing with her sleep as much as she should. she had a period of almost sleeping through the nights about a month ago, but then you were hit with the four-month regression. she's almost five months old now, and still, you have issues with sudden wakeups in the middle of the night. as much as you adore every second you get to spend with her, you just wish you could get one full night of sleep sometime.

you know you won't be able to fall asleep until clement is back, you never can. but it's not because you're worried; in fact, there's not a single piece of concern on your mind over it. you know that he has mastered the cradling-cooing-bouncing sequence by now. and sure enough, your daughter's cries grow lighter and lighter, until the only sound that can be heard from the monitor is the ones of soft steps and hushed whispers.

but something feels off. even when the apartment is completely silent, clement doesn't come back to bed.

it's very strange. he fell asleep once in the rocking chair in the nursery, but complained about his back aching for a week afterwards and promised that he would never put himself through that again.

the moonlight peeking through the poorly shut blinds in the nursery casts a shadow across clement's profile when you step inside. despite how dark it is, you can see every little toy on the floor and every detail of the little race car-themed mobile that dangles above the crib clearly. you're way too used to being in here at night.

clement has put your daughter back down into her crib by now, and his hands are wrapped around the railing as he leans over it, looking down at her. he doesn't react when you come closer, and he doesn't move a muscle even when you place your hand on his shoulder. it's easy to understand that something is bothering him.

"what's on your mind?"

he turns to you and lets out a tiny exhale, as if it was a struggle for him to snap himself out of his thoughts. he shakes his head. "it's nothing."

"tell me," you press, giving his shoulder a soft squeeze.

"well, i…" he squeezes his eyes shut. "i'm kind of freaking out. it's been over four months, and… i still haven't adjusted."

"honey," you start, your hand moving to the back of his neck. "where is this coming from? so suddenly?"

"i don't know," he says with a sigh. "you've seen me lately, i've barely been able to fall asleep at all."

he opens his eyes again and gazes down into the crib, eyes softening once they land on the little bundle of love resting so peacefully. he follows the way her chest rises with her breaths, her slightly pouting lips, her tiny fists that are wrapped around her blankie.

"it feels like i'm the only one who's struggling. you're such a natural, you're doing so much better with her, while i just feel… hopeless."

you don't want to interrupt him – clement doesn't often speak about his deeper feelings, so now that he's finally going, you don't wish to stop his flow – but you have to say something. "i think you're doing really well."

"you actually think so?" he asks. though his gaze doesn't move an inch, he can still see you nodding in the corner of his eye. he takes a deep breath. "i've heard people say that new fathers go through things… that it takes time, that it takes patience- and i've tried to be patient, i really have. but…"

he finally looks at you, and his heart breaks slightly at the sight of your uneasy expression, the tension in your eyebrows and your worried eyes. he hates being the one to make you feel like this.

"i just can't get rid of this constant anxiety. it feels like i'm always stressing over something. over you, over her, over everything."

you relate to every word he says. being this young, you feel like you're stumbling through darkness most of the time, not knowing what to do. it's frankly a guessing game, with mostly correct guesses mixed with some bad ones, since neither of you have any prior parenting experiences. even though he may not see it or know it, you're going through the same things as him.

no one had expected for you to get pregnant at this age, and no one – not even the two of you – had expected for you and clement to actually keep the baby. and sometimes, way more often than you'd thought before, your youth and inexperience has been catching up with you.

it's hard, but at least you have each other.

you step closer, draping your arms around his shoulders in an instant. "it's alright," you whisper into the skin of his neck, your nose filling with that scent that's just so him, and you finally relax a bit. his hands find your waist, fingers caressing your sides through the flimsy material of your nightgown. "it's okay to feel like this. i do, too. i think… all new parents must feel it." you give his neck a soft kiss. "but they all get through it, don't they? and so will we."

he stays silent for a while before he nods slowly. "it's all just so… intimidating. i don't want to mess anything up."

"and you won't." you pull away slightly to look into his eyes. "i trust you fully, and-"

you're interrupted mid-sentence, the sound of your daughter stirring in her crib taking clement's attention away from you as he glances towards her. you see his adam's apple bob as she begins to whine, her fists clenching and face scrunching up. "should- can i take her?" he asks tentatively, hands trembling slightly on your sides.

you nod not even a second later, stepping out of his embrace to give him no excuse to hold back. "go for it."

clement had bought every parenting guidebook he could find, and read every website with tips for new parents on the entire internet – and yet, nothing had prepared him for this nervousness that he's experiencing so often. he knew it wouldn't be smooth sailing all the way, but he hadn't expected to feel this uncertain in everything he does. even in the way that he picks his daughter out of her crib, he feels anxious that he's doing something wrong.

however, the second she feels her father's presence, it's far from the story that his anxiety has been making up for him. she lets out one last soft cry before, as if out of habit, nuzzling her face into his skin.

while clement has been struggling this whole time, you can't help but notice that she settles easily into his arms. like she belongs there; like she knows that he'll take care of her.

because he always does.

"see?" you say, letting a finger run along the curve of her cheek as you smile down at her. "that's not so bad, is it? you're doing so well."

considering all the difficulties he's faced, hearing these kind words of appreciation from you gives him comfort in a way that few other feelings can compare to. his gaze is still glued to your daughter, the precious little baby that is his entire world. well, half of his world – the other half is standing right next to him. "i love her, you know," he says softly. "even if she doesn't know it yet, i do. so much."

"i think she knows," you answer, watching as your boyfriend cradles her against his bare chest. he has loved the skin-on-skin contact since day one, and you're sure she does, too; her gentle babbling is always a sure sign that she's completely content. you can't hold back from smiling. "and she loves you just as much."

"sometimes i just can't believe that she's ours. that we made her." his eyes meet yours, nothing but pure love in them. "isn't it strange?"

"strange that we've done something good for once?"

he answers your tease by sticking out his tongue, nudging your shoulder with his, though gently enough to not bother the little one in his arms.

"come on, let's go back to bed," you say, leaning in to press your lips gently to the back of her head. "one night of co-sleeping can't be the entire world, can it?"

#f1 #f2 #formula 1 #formula one #formula two #formula 2 #elms #european le mans series #clement novalak #fluff #angst #x reader #x you #x yn #x y/n #imagine #scenario #fanfic #fic #romance

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fizzywashere87 · 18 hours

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Not So Bitchless Anymore Then

|Touchstarved? Donnie x Reader Pt. 2|

notes: this is the part two of @did-i-mention-the-shirt's fic so you should go read that first!!

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(Name)'s heart might've stopped beating as he wet his lips and nodded.

The instant regret that had washed over them as they had asked the question faded into relief yet- their heart was beating in their throat as he leans closer, closer. (Name) slowly closes their eyes, everything seemed to be moving in slow motion. They were sure he could see the pink dusting their cheeks.

(Name) could feel Donnie's warm breath fanning over their face, it was getting warmer and warmer as he closed the distance little by little.

Sensing his shyness and slight hesitance, (Name) pulled him closer, close enough to touch their lips to his as they leaned up to reach. Everything from then on was natural instinct, and damn it felt like the stars came down to surround them and hold them both tightly.

Their lips moved in sync, inexperienced, sure, but neither of the two would say they regretted it. His lips moved to encase theirs instead of how it started, his hands trailing to their hips and their hands trailed to his shoulders.

It felt like forever passed by over once, once moreover. Until, they pulled away gasping for air. The pair, faces red, kiss-dazed, and in love, stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds, processing what had just happened.

Of course, once they both snapped out of it, (Name) found Donnie with a smug smirk across his features, "Not so bitchless anymore then, hm?" He crossed his arms over his chest.

"You calling me a bitch, Donatello?" (Name) raised a brow in mock anger, though letting a smile break through when they seen his facial expression morph into slight fear.

"No- That's-" (Name) cut him off with another peck to his lips.

The way they looked at him was almost unrecognizable, it was like their features had softened, welcomed him inside. He wanted to see more of it already. More of it, he knew he would see.

"Donnie," (Name) chirped up again once more.

"Yes?" He responded, having a good feeling about this one.

"Are we like- dating now?" (Name) asked in a softer, quieter tone.

Donatello licked his lips once more, and nodded confidently this time, "I would enjoy that, yes."

For the first time in a excruciating long time, (Name) flashed him a smile. A smile that wasn't smug, teasing, mocking, or because they had been laughing. It was a sincere smile. A beautiful one at that. He couldn't wait to see more of that. (Name) wasn't so mean when it comes to love it seems.

Donatello wasn't so bitchless anymore after all.

#fizzytried #fizzyusedabraincell #lee-spawned-in!#rottmnt #rottmnt donnie #tmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #colab fic #read pt.1 first!!#tmnt x reader #donnie x reader #rise donnie #x you

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thestarsarebrightertonight · 3 hours

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imgonnagetyouback // mattheo riddle x fem hufflepuff reader

playlist: imgonnagetyouback - taylor swift / get him back! - olivia rodrigo

summary : mattheo riddle does not prank anyone , well asides from you and youve reached your breaking point.

y/n used , hufflepuff reader , swearing , jealousy, fighting , enemies to lovers

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you screamed in horror as cold water splashed down on you , soaking your whole uniform , hair and bag.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" you screeched in pure horror , you looked around the hall in search of a certain smirking face you had come to know all too well.

every student in the hall stared silently , many laughing and some first years looking scared at your angry demeanor. however the one who laughed the most was mattheo riddle , of course.

the boy who has tormented you since first year , endless pranks , endless teasing and zero remorse - mattheo riddle. you dont know what you did to deserve it , but you could easily say it had made you hate the boy more than anyone on the planet. it started with mean nicknames , getting the whole year to call you snotty in first year just because you blew your nose into a tissue in class once. it makes no sense right? completely unprovoked!

"oh dont you just look lovely, baby" mattheo smirked as he walked towards you , holding the bucket he had used to dump water all over you with a simple levitation charm.

"im going you KILL YOU MATTHEO RIDDLE!" you screamed , standing right in front of him and grabbing his collar.

"wow calm down sunshine , its just a bit of water," his smug expression never left his face as he started down at you , his eyes flicking down to your chest where your bra was clearly visible due to your white - soaked - shirt.

you gasped in horror , removing your arms to button up your robe and hide it , " you fucking pervert!"

he held his hands up in defense, "they looked at me first"

"merlin i really really hate you mattheo riddle , rot in hell!" you screamed in his pretty face , running away and pushing past people to get to the hufflepuff common room. mattheos eyes followed you , grinning before walking away when you finally left his sight.

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"ive got to get him back! hes gotten away with bullying me for too long!" you ranted to your best friend cedric who sat on your bed, listening to the rant he had to endure nearly every day.

"he isnt bullying you y/n , hes teasing you because he likes you," cedric said for the 1000th time since you came back to hogwarts from summer break.

"cedric, hes made my life hell! i hate him and his stuid face GOD!" you groaned.

cedric just stared up at you , bored , "he makes fun of you fir being a hufflepuff right? -you nodded- then charm all his robes to hufflepuff ones then. if hes such a egotistical slytherin that you say he is , he'll hate that"

you grinned excitedly , "yes! his ego is bigger than the whole castle , itd ruin him!"

cedric smiled at your happiness as you hugged him , "thanks ced , love you!"

he laughed as you grabbed your wand and ran out of your dorm , leaving cedric to sigh and get up , following you.

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the next day your leg bounced in excitement , you had suceeded in making his robes hufflepuff and now it was time to see him angrily burst into the great hall.

"y/n? earth to y/nnn," cedric sang , waving a hand infront of your face , finally catching your attention , "youre gonna make it obvious it was you."

"oh i want him to know it was me , it is so on!" you said quickly , turning back to the enterance of the great hall as cedric sighed in defeat , continuing his talk with the hufflepuff captian.

then a grinning mattheo , wearing a hufflepuff robe and tie walked into the room , looking around until catching your eye and smirking.

you gasped in horror , why is he smiling?!!

you continued to stare at him as a ravenclaw boy walked over.

"like the robes mattheo," the boy said as mattheo smirked.

"thanks my girlfriend got me them , y/n," mattheo said back happily as your face twisted in horror , immediately rising from the hufflepuff table and rushing over.

you stood in front of the smirking slytherin and shook your head at the ravenclaw, "hes NOT my boyfriend dont worry!"

mattheo looked down at you and wrapped his arms around your waist from behind , resting his head on top of yours , "oh i am"

you felt heat rush to your cheeks as the ravenclaw boy just nodded in confusion before walking away silently.

horrified you turned around to face mattheo as his arms remained around you , "what the fuck are you doing!!"

"what? you gave me some hufflepuff robes it was clearly a decleration of your little claim on me , love" he smirked at you , playing with your hair with one hand.

"i would rather die! take the robes off!" you shouted as you tried to wrestle the robe off of him , he had no reaction and just smiled at you.

"stripping me down infront of everyone? i didnt see you as the type but im all in, " he said with a wink.

you immediately stopped what you was doing as his hand grabbed yours , pausing your attempt to take off the hufflepuff tie , "stop telling everyone im your girlfriend riddle , its weird!"

"manifestation am i right?" he laughed , bringing your connected hands down as you scoffed.

"youre so annoying!" you shouted in anger , turning around to go sit back down at the hufflepuff table.

"merlin im gonna kill him!" you vented to your friends once you sat down , but they all looked besides you , "what?"

"meeting friends so early , wow we really are going fast!" mattheo grinned next to you.

"go away riddle!" you seethed.

"y/n you dragged him here.." susan said pointing down to your hand still holding mattheos , you gasped in terror and let go quickly.

"go! shoo!" you pushed him away like a wild animal.

"i cant , im a hufflepuff now so im sitting here," mattheo smiled before grabbing a plate and scooping food onto it , resting his arm around your waist.

you stared at him in disbelief , "UGH!".

he simply grinned at you pulling you in closer to him , how you remained for the rest of breakfast.

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"so i assume you know a certain wild animal called , mattheo riddle , right?" you whispered to the twins who nodded in unision , "well you must know how hes tormented me these past years. i need to get him back."

the twins looked at eachother with smirks , signalling for you to step closer as to not be heard by anyone in the corridor you had rushed them into , "we think the best way for you to get him back is to make him jealous"

"jealous?" you asked in confusion, backing away , "cmon guys youre the kings of pranks please just give me something to make him smell really bad or something-"

"no y/n. first of all thank you but trust us , you want to know the first fight mattheo riddle got into?" george asked as you nodded in intruige.

"it was with a guy that was going to ask you out in third year," fred finished as george cringed recalling the brutal beating.

"what?!" you gasped , "a guy was going to ask me out and that litlle DEVIL ruined it?!".

they both looked at eachother and sighed , "that isnt the point dear y/n. just...just do as we say. you need to get a fake boyfriend - like cedric , and make sure everyone knows. believe us , you will see mattheo riddle just as angry as you are when he pranks you."

you sigh in defeat , "okay. i just need to convince cedric."

they both nodded and stepped back from the secret huddle the three of you had formed , "good giving revenge advice to you little miss hufflepuff, good luck."

you nodded slowly as the three of you walked in opposite directions.

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"cedric please!! the twins said its the only thing that will work!" you whined as you grabbed cedrics arm , stopping his pacing around your dorm room.

"and i agree with them but why did it have to be me!-"

"ced , youre my best friend , if i had to fake date any guy itd be you." you reassured him as he finally met your eyes.

there was a long pause before cedric sighed in defeat , "fine , but dont you dare kiss me!-"

"cedric i know your first kiss is reserved for miss cho chang , dont worry!" you laughed as he cracked a small smile.

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over the next few days you made the effort to hold cedrics hand more ,laugh at his jokes more and tell everyone possible how much of a lovely boyfriend he is. the word had travelled pretty fast and the second it reached mattheo riddle his whole damenor changed.

you were currently sitting at the hufflepuff table with your head on cedrics shoudler , facing the slytherin table and a very angry mattheo riddle who tightened his pale fist.

you laughed at susans joke , before hearing an abrupt slam on the slytherin table , no one else seemed to notice or care but you watched in fear as mattheo riddle jumped from the table and stared straight at cedric , beginning to come over.

in a panic you grabbed cedrics face whispering in desperation, "kiss me cedric!"

"what no!" he whisper yelled in horror , finally catching a glimpse at the fuming riddle heading his way as he gulped at the sight, "why!?"

"the weasley twins told me when he reaches a breaking point we have to , please! i have to get him back after all these years!"

cedric sighed in frustration , "you owe me!"

you nodded as you both moved closer to eachother , lips about to touch until -

cedric got roughly dragged from his seat on the bench , mattheo holding his robes and punching him.

you gasped in suprise not having truly thought of the consequence a raged mattheo would have on cedrics safety , jumping up from the table you watched cedric land a punch on mattheo face.

you cringed at the sight as you tugged on mattheos arm , finally pulling him away from cedric.

"get off of him mattheo!" you shouted.

"tell him to get off you first! ill fuck you up golden boy diggory-!" mattheo shouted at him as cedric attempted to jump back onto him , resulting in you stomping out of the hall , dragging mattheo along with you.

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finally getting to your dorm you opened the door and shoved mattheo in , slamming the door behind you.

he staggered slightly before you pushed him down on the bed , pacing around the room as he sat and watched.

"what the fuck were you doing!" you exclaimed.

"i was teaching that dickhead a lesson!-" he argued back , being cut off by you pointing a finger in his face.

"DONT call ced a dickhead!" you screamed.

"ced?! CED?! fucking hell he even has a nickname, " he scoffed sourly.

"hes had a nickname for years , hes my bestfriend!".

"yeah cause bestfriends kiss eachother and tell everyone theyre dating right?!" he shouted back.

you paused at this suddenly realising why he had fought cedric in the first place , because of your stupid plan you only now realised was never going to end well.

turning to look mattheo in the face you silently walked towards him , stopping infront of him as he looked up at you. you stared down at him, noticing the bleeding cut on his cheek and running to grab your first aid things in your drawer.

you stood infront of him again, grabbing his chin and forcing him to look up at you allowing you a view of the cut as you grabbed a band-aid from the small box. he watched you with softened eyes as you wiped the cut softly and delicatly placed the band-aid.

"im sorry," you whispered letting go off his chin as his hands went up to your hips , pulling you in between his knees, "i had this stupid plan of getting back at you - the weasley twins told me youd get really angry if i pretended to date cedric. i guess i only just realised why you got so angry."

"why did i get so angry?" he asked softly , wanting to hear you say it.

"you love me." you whispered as he bit back his smile.

"since first year.... i guess im just not good at showing it." he sighed.

"dont mattheo , its my fault too , i was way too oblivious to your feeling and my own feelings . if i realised earlier then this wouldnt have happened-"

"wait. you....have feelings for me?" he asked with hope and desperation.

you paused before nodding , "if i hadnt liked you the whole time i wouldnt have continued to interact with you. i definetly wouldnt have let you hold my hand or my waist. i wouldnt have put in so much effort to get you back... i just didnt realise that througout this whole thing , you were the only person i tolerated teasing me for years."

he chuckled , "i wouldnt say tolerated , i ended up with a few bruisies."

you both laughed at this as he stood up , now towering over you, "im sorry for fighting cedric....and every guy who asked you out in the past."

"i always found it weird they ended up in the hospital wing and ghosting me the day after," you laughed.

he shrugged ,"i couldnt just watch you be with someone else, the thought of it literally tears me apart."

"yeah well youre not alone , remember when that ravenclaw girls hair turned neon yellow after you went on a date with her?" he nodded slowly , "yeah that was me."

he howled with laughter at your confession , remembering the scream of the girl when her hair transformed the day after his date with her.

"youre not alone either , i only went out with her to make you jealous," he confessed too.

"i knew ittt" you sang as he scoffed.

"no you didnt!"

"youre right i didnt," you shrugged.

once his laughter stopped he rested his hand on your cheek , "lets make a deal , no more pranks and no more fights."

you nodded.

"when youre angry with me just...kiss me" he said looking from your eyes to your lips as they pulled into a smile and crashed into his.

first year you is gagging in disgust.

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frickingnerd · 4 hours

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yandere shigaraki crushing on his neighbour

pairing: tomura shigaraki x fem!reader

tags: implied smut / suggestive, unhealthy obsession, stalking

shigaraki wasn't very fond of people, but you were different

he never had to talk to you, just watch you from the comfort of his own home

your windows aligned perfectly and he got a perfect view into your bedroom, always able to see what you were up to

he'd always got to watch when you were getting changed, when you were sitting at your desk by the window to study or when you had friends over

shigaraki had never been interested in being close to others, but you were different! he enjoyed watching you!

though he hated having to see you with others and the first time you brought home a boy made him furious!

he had to watch as you and that guy made out on your bed, before you even went as far as closing the curtains!

for hours he couldn't see anything and you only opened the curtains again the next morning

shigaraki was left imagining what had happened that night and while he hated the idea of someone other than him getting to touch you, he couldn't help but fantasize about what you had looked like

it started to become clear to him that he couldn't just sit back and watch you anymore

he had to do something, before this other creep came over again!

so, he decided he'd simply pay you a visit! you two were neighbors after all!

and if you wouldn't open the door for him, he'd simply have to break it open and take what was his by force…

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my-love-is-sunlight · 2 days

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Wedding bells

Sanji x gardener!reader

This is an amazing request from @secretlife028

Warnings: from my gardener!reader series but can be read as a stand alone, fem reader in mind but no pronouns used, WCI spoilers? But very vague, angst to fluff, good ending

Word count: 1.3k

Summary: In which you say I love you to Sanji in the worst scenario

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You were in love with Sanji

That was something clear for everyone that had spent time with both of you. Your eyes following his mastered hands as he chopped the ingredients for dinner, the soft glances and sweet thank you’s you’ll grace the cook with whenever he offered you his delicious meals, your presence after midnight as he cleaned the kitchen a reminder of your unspoken love and affection.

You never thought about whether he would love you the same, the love you gave away was honest and non refundable. You loved because you wanted to

Something the cook was not used to, he was the kind of person to melt at any bit of attention, sign of affection or even acknowledgement, but he allowed himself to be loved by you

But that felt like a lifetime ago. Simpler times where you’ll wake up in the Going Merry, your crew mates laughter in the distance and the smell of fresh breakfast in the morning.

Now here you stand, in front of the man you had wrapped your heart in a bow for, leaving

“Why are you doing this?” You looked at Sanji who was just a feet away but felt like he had left already, his eyes wouldn’t meet yours

“That doesn’t concern you” your heart clenched once more at the stern voice leaving his mouth, that tender tone he once spoke to you with long gone, like a hazy memory

Vines grew on the cooks legs, like you were begging for him to stay and comeback to himself, holding him in place before you, breath shaky like you were about to break

“Sanji speak to me!” You were making this awfully difficult for him, he knew you’ll try and fight but didn’t expect you to be this fierce. Your voice echoed trough his thoughts like a haunting lullaby trying to wake him up from this awful nightmare

“There’s nothing left to say y/n” liar, Sanjis heart held so much unspoken feelings, words, intentions, so much love for you. You frantically took his hand in yours as you wrapped it around in blooming flowers grass and branches, like a grounding spell

“Stop this” you begged

“You’re the one that should stop”

“You want me to stop loving you Sanji?” His breath hitched, the air in his lungs trapped in his throat, he couldn’t have missheard you since you spoke loud and clear, unafraid and so certain. What once was difficult now felt impossible, of course you decided this was the time you’d let the L word roll out of your tongue, now that he couldn’t answer, that he couldn’t say a word of how he actually felt. His heartbeat accelerated in fear, he had dreamed of this moment of you before him saying this, but it didn’t quite went this way

“Because you know damn well I can’t” was the last thing you said before the blonde pulled away from your hold, loosing your balance at the force in his movement, breaking both of your hearts

“Too bad, because you have to… please stop”

So you stopped, standing silently as the love of your life left

You had never admitted this to anyone before, but as Nami held your sad trembling frame in a tight hug you couldn’t help but to say

“Why am I always left behind?” every single word spoken in a broken whisper, merely making it out of your parted lips, but Nami catches it and she can’t help but to wince, like she could feel the deep cut in your heart

“I promise you we’ll get him back”

And you did, but walking into a wedding wasn’t exactly how you expected this rescue would go

The lights jumping from the white garments fry your brain, the wedding bells making your ears bleed and your vision blurry with water that falls from your eyes. Why her? Why now? You knew there was a possibility for Sanji to not reciprocate your love, but reality just hits you now as you see him holding another woman’s hands in his, as he is about to make a promise that you wished accompanied your name after it. Thorns growing out of your frame like venom

But, you got him back

Not a word is exchanged between the two of you in the ride back to The Sunny, your minds busy replaying the mix of emotions you both had gone trough the last few days

Sanji cannot get your voice saying I love you out of his

Your mind flashing images of Sanji and Pudding at the altar

What was there to say after that?

“Thank you for saving me, flower” he whispers as he settles at your side, Nami’s eyes open like dishes as she listens quietly, praying to whatever god is out there that the blonde doesn’t screw things up more with you

“No problem” the icy tone and your numb expression makes him miss your sweet smile, warm laugh and twinkling eyes he was once graced with to see everyday

Another silence follows, a painful one. A silence that makes him realize what he had made you feel

But he’s lucky you’re the most understanding, kind and benevolent being that has walked this earth

His eyes lock in your fidgeting hands, flowers growing from the inside of your palms in anticipation. With the outmost delicacy, he breaks trough them and takes one of the flowers making you gasp, his skin against yours sending electric shocks around your body

He gets on one knee like the dramatic fool he is, the navigator face palming knowing this was to expect from her friend. You stay still

“I am sorry… I have hurt you, an unforgivable sin, I deserve whatever punishment you wish to bestow upon me” his words waiver, as if trying to formulate the best way to get his feelings across and make you come back to him, to open like a sunflower under the beaming sun

“However” your eyes travel to his, getting lost in the endless sea behind them, praying for him to say the magic 3 words

“I hope my confession suffices as an offer worthy of your forgiveness” he pauses as he places the flower in your waving hair, so tender like you were made out of the most precious porcelain that could break at his touch

“I love you y/n, and I hope your love for me remains in your heart… at least a little”

You stay quiet, the expectancy making poor Sanji’s heart to jump like a firecracker, breaths heavy with hope and nervousness. And you break, because how could you not? You knew everything that happened was not to blame on him, in fact, he was much of a victim as you were, if not even more tragic for his own past to come and haunt him down just after he had found a life he could enjoy. With another batch of tears threatening to spill from your eyes, you smile

A smile that melts Sanji like an ice cream on the hottest summer day, a smile he had prayed for to see at least once again, even if he wasn’t the reason behind it. Yet here you were smiling at him, for him, with him

You jump down to his arms, holding him tightly as your hearts dance in opposite directions of your ribcage’s, finally complete

“You’re the biggest idiot I’ve ever met” you say between half sobs half giggles, you pull away to look at him again “But you’re my idiot”

Usually Sanji would be nothing less than a gentleman and had asked you for permission, but today, he decides to indulge and just crash his lips into yours

Finally

Nami just rolls her eyes and Luffy laughs, content to finally see his dearest friends make up

Sanji’s finally home

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Had an absolute blast writing this hope you like it as much as I do, ty for the request

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hiaon · 7 hours

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Fan!Yandere!Oc x CamBoy! Reader

(I FINALLY HAVE MOTIVATION)

Disclaimer: Toys, Blackmail, & masturbation.

Fan!Yandere!Oc was probably you most number one fan, and definitely has participated in every streams and watched everything that you have ever done in your carrier as a CamBoy.

Fan!Yandere!Oc favorite things you is that you only do solo, and the things that gets him harder the most is when you get all whimpery in camera and babbling nonsense. He's wondering that could he do that if he fucked you all night?

Fan!Yandere!Oc had a new roommate which is you, he didn't really care of you at one point because he was just focused on you at his phone.

Fan!Yandere!Oc immediately noticed that you where his favorite CamBoy when you took a picture of the apartment that you we're momentarily staying.

Fan!Yandere!Oc knew he had to make you stay, but, he was so nervous to talk to you because he can finally see your face since you always wear a mask when streaming or recording.. He really wanted to talk to you, he wanted to fuck you already.

Fan!Yandere!Oc was masturbating to your videos like always, but it made his harder that he knew you we're 2 doors away when putting that 7-inch dildo into your lubed up hole.

Fan!Yandere!Oc holded up for 3 week of talking and to you— nervously. Well, except of stealing your boxers full of your musk. He was at complete bliss whenever deeply inhaling into your boxers.

Fan!Yandere!Oc couldn't hold it any longer, and blackmailed you in having sex with him because he was going to leak your face into the internet, and you had some of your videos doing in at work.. So, you said yes to avoid at losing your job to a side job.

He trusts deep inside you — fuck, how is it even possible of having such a long and girthy cock.

"Ahgn! Shoo good.!" You moaned out into him.

"You like that?" Hardy said whispering in your ears, and you eagerly nodded. To be honest, you didn't really experienced this good in your whole sex life as well as having a raw cock up in your ass because you always put a condom to whoever you we're fucking.

You forgot on how you we're even in that situation, and definitely didn't see the Fujifilm X-T4 camera pointing to you two fucking like bunnies in heat. With your face fully in display, meaning for Hardy more blackmail and masturbation material.

"H-hardy! I'm so c-close-! Ahn-" you moaned like you have never moaned before.

"Then come." Hardy even did more powerful trust than earlier which made you more faster to come.

You have never passed out so fast after sex for a long time ago..

Fan!Yandere!Oc even blackmailed you when you talk to other guys, because he is the only guy that can ever get to see how beautiful you look.

Fan!Yandere!Oc is happy that you aloud him to be in on of your videos! It really gave him a lot of pride in side him, and even though he blackmailed you. You eventually forgot about it because sex with him is amazing.

#oc x male reader #x male reader #x you #oneshot #gay #male reader smut #smut #bxb #ocs #x male camboy! reader

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