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pumpkinbxtch · 1 month

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:D omg, you are going to make me addicted to apolo, the man cries out to be loved, a request for the favor of our dear apolo (in devinart there was a farm where the reader dated leo but he cheated on her with calypso, then the He realizes that he made the worst mistake of his life, seeing that because of calypso he was attracted but he loved the reader)How does Leo react when he discovers that his ex-girlfriend, whom he still loves, is now Apollo's partner(fiancee) pleeeees

i'm a loser.・゜-: ✧ :-

leo valdez x fem!reader x apollo

summary: Leo realizes that he messed it up a little... well no, he totally screwed up. And now he's going for you, he's going to tell you that he loves you, that you should be together for the rest of your lifes oooh, wait. Are you married with Apollo? THE GOD APOLLO? warnings: THIS IS SO LONG, HAHA but another one? mmm nope, i don't think so. a/n: yeaaaah, the concept you gave me is so hilarious, i love it. Leo is literally my boyfriend but making him suffer makes me laugh, it's like YES DAMN CRY FOR ME, but whatever. i was even inspired by that song by my beloved Beatles. i hope you like it.

w/c: 2.617 (the longest I've done so far, followed by "lovelorn")

Apollo wanted to laugh, he really wanted to, but he had learned not to make fun of other people's shit, but damn, could you blame him? He definitely never thought that Leo Valdez was an opponent for him, don't get him wrong, he was saying it because he likes him. (really) and helped him during his mission, but there, standing from his palace on Olympus, he could see everything, including if someone was threatening against you, his wife.

Flames rose as Leo threw the map into the air in fury, totally frustrated in Festus. He couldn't find you, in fact, Apollo kept wondering how he was tracking you, but he didn't seem to want to answer that question. No, or he would end his patience, yes, he had appreciation for the Son of Hephaestus, but when they messed with you, he would lose his mind immediately, or worse, try to get into their relationship? He would be in charge of throwing Leo from the Mount Olympus.

Of course, he wasn't afraid, much less jealous, but he knew what the relationship with Leo had meant to you. You were totally in love, even Apollo knows that you would have married him if only Leo hadn't screwed things up, and boy did he do it big.

He mean, cheating on you with the now ex-sorceress Calypso? Oh, man. Who the fuck would cheat on you? Hmm, yes, Leo Valdez.

The main doors of the palace opened and Apollo dissolved the image. Some murmurs were heard, followed by footsteps heading towards the main throne room, it was definitely you.

— Apollo?— He heard the doors opening, and he stood in front of the fire, he didn't want to lie to you, but he couldn't interfere either, he knew that would make you upset. The footsteps approached and he felt you take his arm. — Apollo!—

He looked at you and feigned surprise. He raised both hands in welcome and cradled your face with them before giving you a chaste kiss on the lips. — My beautiful wife.

You closed your eyes when his lips touched yours, and you smiled tenderly.

— Dear husband — You said in a soft mocking tone. You used to do it when Apollo couldn't help but sound so… posh. But to tell the truth, he filled you with joy.

He ran his fingers over your forehead, removing some baby hairs, and made a golden wreath of laurels appear on the crown of your head. He always spent his time adorning you and making you feel loved, you loved him.

Then, Apollo forced himself to blow out the bubble.

— Do you want something, dear?

— I know we're on… — your cheeks turned pink — the honeymoon, but I need to go to Camp Jupiter.

Your pleading eyes, damn, not even Zeus would dare say no to you. Then, he realized what was happening. Apollo tried to hide the realization from himself, but that name began to swirl in his mind; The Fates. Those antiques would hear about him.

—The honeymoon is an old concept, with traditions that we really don't take so… literally anymore —Apollo said as he gently ran his fingers over your blushing cheeks. —So, you know you can come and go whenever you want. I'm not like my uncle Hades.

The blonde giggled, and you poked his arm, making him jump.

— Apollo!

— My love!

You looked at him with a frown, and he smiled even more, trying to push aside all those thoughts where you could get hurt.

It was a fact, you were going to meet Leo at Camp Jupiter, and he wouldn't be able to do anything.

He caressed your face once more and turned, walking to the large window of the great room.

You felt bad leaving him alone, you didn't want to leave him like that, but you were in the last semesters of your degree. Yes, you were on vacation, but you had to leave some paperwork behind.

— I won't take a second.

Apollo let out a short laugh, full of knowledge. He knew it would take you at least a day and a half to get back to him. He turned to you and walked slowly.

—Just come back to me, dear.

Your eyes shone, and you walked the distance he needed to close the distance between you. You took his hands and kissed his knuckles.

— Always.

He turned his hands so that he was the one holding yours now and made a wedding ring appear on your ring finger. When you looked at the diamond, you raised your eyebrow and your look became amused.

—Do you mark your territory?

Apollo smiled and kissed your forehead.

— In case some fool hasn't heard the great news that I am your husband.

The fool was Leo, yes. Apollo said it for him, if not, for who else?

Your husband had done you a favor and made you appear right at the entrance to Camp Jupiter, advantages of a god making you his wife. When the campers guarding the doors saw you, they immediately opened it for you.

You excused yourself and made your way towards New Rome, in fact, you hesitated whether to go there first or go say hello or… If you would meet them anyway near the university.

You walked to the limit.

You loved New Rome, it was definitely home to you, at least when you had to stay on campus during the semester. But to live the rest of your life there would also have been pleasant, although Mount Olympus wasn't bad.

You made your way and some looked at you. So, you quickened your pace, you didn't like to attract a lot of attention like that.

You moved quickly towards the university and found the campus. Blessed be the gods.

You clutched the papers to your chest and walked.

— HEY!

You turned around slowly, not really wanting any questions. But you turned completely around when you saw Frank holding hands with Hazel, trying to reach you.

— GUYS!

They both caught up to you and smiled hungrily. They wanted to hug you, but they backed out at the last moment, which made you frown.

— What was that?

Frank started babbling and Hazel laughed nervously.

—Can we hug you?

You laughed and threw yourself at both of them, so you hugged at the same time. — You fools, I'm the same as always. Just how married and that's it.

Frank denied. — WITH APOLLO

Hazel punched him in the belly, making him double over. The three of you laughed, and then she looked at you nervously.

—Have you seen anyone else? —She asked. You denied.

— I figured Percy and Annabeth would be in New York for the holidays. Nico and Will, Camp Half-Blood, Jason finishing his accounting for the new altars. Piper, in Oklahoma… — You made loops with your hand and thought if you had forgotten someone.

Hazel looked at Frank, and he encouraged her to say whatever had them both acting that way.

Hazel sighed.

—Leo arrived in the morning.

Your expression did not change at all, a reaction that your friends had not expected.

— AND?

Frank scratched the back of his neck nervously. — He is actually searching for you.

Then your eyebrows raised, showing your confusion.

— what? — You snorted. You looked for any sign that it was a joke, but there was none. — So? Do I owe him money?

Hazel laughed nervously and shook her head.

— I think he's looking for you because he wants to fix things with you.

— He's desperate — Frank agreed.

You laughed sarcastically.

—But he knows that I'm already married, right?

— Apparently… no one told him.

— What? — You asked again, raising your voice a little more. Both exchanged nervous glances. You mean, how far is Indianapolis? — Wait, he was with Calypso, he literally cheated on me with her because he said she was the love of his life.

The two of them raised their shoulders and you scoffed.

—Anyway, I'll leave these documents and go off to enjoy what's left of the vacation. Apollo waits for me. Will you accompany me?

Damn, the three of you were about to enter when you heard someone call your name, then Hazel's and finally Frank's, he was definitely the one who turned around, consequently forcing you and Hazel to do the same.

What your eyes saw were priceless. It was Leo running across campus with half his shirt burned and a desperate expression. Your heart raced, and your feet wanted to run away, instead, you stayed still and speechless.

—You are seeing the same thing, right?

Your friends nodded.

—He wasn't like this when we last saw him— Hazel said, forcing a smile and shaking her hand at Leo.

Leo had stopped at Camp Jupiter for supplies, also to check that you weren't there, and you definitely weren't there when he arrived, but rumors spread fast. You wondered if your ex-boyfriend had heard about why everyone was whispering about your arrival, but it seemed like not, or at least he seemed to ignore it.

And so it was.

Fate, the planets, and the stars aligned to ensure that Leo was ignorant about it, so that you would be the one to deal the final blow.

Things with Calypso didn't work out, why? Leo couldn't get you off his mind. Oh, what had he done? He literally cried like a baby when he realized he still loved you. He loved you, you loved him, so as always, he had to screw up.

Leo ran harder; He was taller, a little stockier, and his curls were fluffier than ever. Everything you used to worship was probably just a shadow of its former self. You weren't saying that he was bad, but you definitely no longer felt anything for him, although you couldn't help but feel a tug in your tummy full of melancholy, pain, and anger.

You had already forgiven him, but his recklessness made you want to kill him.

With little breath, Leo crouched down in front of you, grabbing his knees and looking for air.

You took a step back, your face dripping with confusion.

Hazel and Frank looked at him disapprovingly.

—I've been looking for you—he finally said.

— That's what I heard.

Leo stood up and wanted to hug you. To your surprise, you didn't stop him. You missed your friend Leo Valdez. Not your cheating ex-boyfriend, Leo Valdez.

Frank and Hazel screamed and became nervous.

—I've missed you.— He said, breathing softly, taking in pinches of your scent.

Your heart clenched and you forced yourself to smile.

—Me too, Leo.

That gave him courage. He broke the hug and gently took you by the arms.

— I was wrong… — His brown eyes projected remorse and sorrow. — I was seriously wrong, I shouldn't have…

The son of Hephaestus took a deep breath.

— I betrayed your trust. I put your love aside to think that my place was with someone else, but what a jerk… My place has always been with you. You are the one I love the most. Please forgive me …

Those words, as you would have liked to hear them so long ago, but now they were slipping over you, completely meaningless.

—Leo…

— Please! Give me another chance.

His plea resonated, drawing the attention of some residents. They took it as just a student love situation until they saw you. Oh shit, weren't you the wife of the great Apollo?

— Leo, you see… No. We can't have another chance.

Leo's heart beat so fast that he felt like it would jump out of his heart. He held you a little tighter and leaned down.

He was going to kiss you.

— No! — Hazel gasped and Frank hid behind her.

People around the campus seemed on the edge of their seats, they even plead the gods for Apollo didn't appear out of nowhere and incinerate them all. The god was definitely struggling to control his breathing from the palace. Where did his Yoga classes go? Someone meditate with him, please! He wanted to hang Leo.

You put a hand on Leo's lips, and he felt something cold. You slowly pushed him away with a frown on your face.

— I said no.

You turned your hand and revealed the glow of the diamond to his view. The Sun made it look ethereal because, well, it was.

Leo's soul fell at his feet, and he shook his head in confusion.

—I don't… I don't understand.

— I'm married, Leo. I married someone. Did you think I would be heartbroken since you

cheated on me with Calypso? That I will wait for you? — You snorted and pushed him gently.

— But with who?! Who the fuck-

You put your hand over his mouth again and shook your head.

—Don't do that.— You sighed brokenly and tried to do it delicately. If you named Apollo, everything could go to Tartarus. —He considers you for helping him during his mission as a mortal.

The gossipers laughed, some adults denied indignantly, and their friends, shit, Frank was almost having a heart attack fearing that Apollo would burn Leo to ashes.

—Apollo? —He said, with even greater confusion.

The god was still clinging to the edge of his throne, expectant.

You looked above and came to the conclusion that he was giving your ex-boyfriend a break. That action fell like a bucket of cold water on the son of Hephaestus.

He walked away from you.

— what?

You turned your gaze and caressed his cheek kindly. — I don't hold a grudge against you, Leo. I loved you so much. But I found someone who did not doubt his love for me and without thinking wanted to grow with me.

The boy shook his head and stumbled as he relented, leaving your hands suspended in the air. A gust of sweet air embraced them in that silent moment.

He let you go and thought he might have you back.

You were his friend, his confidant, and the love of his life, yet he let you go.

He disguised his doubts with bad jokes, dishonest touches, and lies.

How could he have been so stupid?

Haha, there goes the idiot that lost the love of his life to a god.

How could a love like the one you used to possess lose?

Look at me, then, Leo said to himself.

You returned with Apollo and your nerves were overwhelming you. This time you felt so distant to the palace, as if you were not worthy to enter. Still, they received you and welcomed you.

— is in his room.

You thanked and headed to the bedroom. Taking care not to be noisy and watch your steps.

Being at the foot of the entrance, the door opened and revealed your husband. Smiling?

Apollo opened the door and pulled you into the room. You couldn't help but laugh.

Your clothing magically changed upon entering, your modern clothes replaced by a white robe edged with gold. Your hair now adorned with laurels and golden jewels.

The jingle of jewelry amidst your loved one's laughter seemed like the most exquisite sound to you. He held you in his arms and hid her face in the crook of your neck.

You stroked his fluffy blonde curls.

— Welcome.

He said, bumping his forehead against yours.

— Did you miss me?— You said with humor. Apollo kissed your lips, instantly making you feel disoriented. He traced your cheek, your chin, and your neck. Kissed you behind your ear and hummed.

— I know I told you it would be fine if you went, but gods, how I missed you. Don't leave me the rest of your holidays.

You nodded.

That was your home.

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gisele0127 · 11 months

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Can i ask for oneshot of angst with no comfort? Maybe you could make the character regrets of breaking up with y/n after seeing that she is with someone else and is pregnant too. Hmmm i dunno who to suggest... maybe Aiku? Or Kaiser? Or Shidou? HAHAHAHA IDK!! So, i will let you decide on the character then! 🤣💖 thanks in advance ♡

notes: haha I ended up choosing Kaiser, I hope it’s okay! I’m so bad at angst I’m so sorry but I hope you enjoyed it :)

It had been 3 years since Michael Kaiser broke up with you. It’s been 3 years and he hates to admit it but he still misses you. No he hasn’t admitted it yet, how could he? He’s Michael Kaiser he has no time to be missing his ex girlfriend.

Just like he had no time for you. You and Michael were dating for a good 4 years, all throughout highschool. You guys did long distance for the most of it because well, he was playing football. He put football before you, and you hated that. Every argument you had was because of football. He got too cocky and conceded, he never had time for you, he missed planned dates because he was working out, he wouldn’t text you for days because he was too busy. But in the end you understood, he was the love of your life. You wanted what was best for him.

So when he calls you in the middle of the night telling you it’s over you didn’t say anything. You wanted what was best for him.

And here he is staring at you sitting in the front row seats at the stadium. He hasn’t seen you in 4 years. You look different, good different. Beautiful as ever. So when the whistle blows and the game starts he plays the best he has in a while. He doesn’t know why, he just has the urge to impress you. And when the game ends and his team wins he looks for you in the stands. He can’t find you, he doesn’t have time to find you because press is already on the field. Just as he’s talking into the microphone he sees you. He walks off his feet taking control over his body. He doesn’t know what he will say when he gets to you.

Just as he’s about to catch up to you, you turn around and there you are. Pregnant. And hugging Yoichi Isagi?!

There’s got to be a mistake, you of all people cannot be with the one person he hates most.

He’s going through the five stages of grief right now. All the memories of you are coming back to him. Every single one. He tries to keep it together but if he sees you in his arms for another second he’s going to throw up.

Isagi watches him closely and smirks.

And when Michaels back in his hotel room laying in bed that’s when he finally admits it. He misses you. And you should be the one pregnant and engaged to him.

Michael really is the clown in Isagis story.

(Sorry I had to🤭)

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httpknjoon · 11 months

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(re)starting over again | kth; 10

plot | Your four-year relationship with Taehyung was going well and strong. Until he was involved in a car accident, resulting to him losing some memories. By some, it means everything that happened five years ago. Things he remember? His friends, his bakeshop, and his ex girlfriend from the past. With that, you tried to keep up, restarting over again.

words | 4.3k+

genres | fluff, angst, amnesia au

pairing | taehyung x reader

warning/s | -

note | oh my god. hi, everyone! i'm still alive haha i apologize for the *long* delay. may wasn't my month 🙃 but now, i'm here and I split this chapter, so expect a 10.5. this is A LOT OF ANGST. no fluff for now. just full-on gloomy. also, i'll be replying to everyone who sent their asks soon! tysm for sending 'em. again, i apologize for the delay! enjoy reading :)

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Someone’s a little gloomy today.

The sound of echoing thunder woke you up today, along with the rings of your alarm in your phone. 5:15 AM. You groaned as the brightness from your phone’s screen hit your vision. After five more minutes of just staring at the most uninteresting wall in your room, you get up from your bed to prepare for work.

Unsurprisingly, your head feels heavy and so is your chest and eyes. Every step of your bare foot on the ground strangely felt like you were floating into space. The weather is cozy and cold, but you didn’t even flinch when the cold water hits your skin. You stood under the shower, the heater not even on, just staring at your feet.

I mean, he could have told me.

The sentence popped into your head. There is this part of you that is in between the scale of angry and sad after knowing about Lily visiting the bakeshop and talking to Taehyung. You wondered if Taehyung even had planned on telling you or if he don’t think he should have told you. You are starting to think he was only friendlier with you these past few days because he learned what happened between him and Lily. You’re beginning to think that he is only nicer to you now after bad their relationship went.

But did he even owe me that? I’m basically a stranger to him.

Another idea, opposite the other one, crossed your mind. You always try to be understanding and put yourself in his shoes in this confusing situation. The fact that your boyfriend doesn’t really have any idea who you are always staying in the back of your head. It’s always there as a reminder that Taehyung doesn’t know you. And his not telling you that he met up with his ex-girlfriend days ago confirmed that you are probably someone in the background for him. Someone… who suddenly lives in this house with him.

And thanks to that confirmation, more questions were formed by your brain.

You shut your eyes close and turned your head up, feeling the waterdrops on your face. Sighing, “Who even am I here?”

Taehyung, what am I even to you here?

The question floats in Taehyung’s head over and over again. The pain and confusion in your voice also play on a loop, adding weight to his shoulders and thorns in his throat. He wished he could answer that question easily, but he can’t. Seeing someone who treated him with care and kindness break down in front of him because of him is a slap on his face.

Because Lily is your girlfriend… right?

More guilt built up in him when he learned that you were aware that he still initially saw Lily as his girlfriend after he woke from the accident. It surprised him to hear you say that you cannot be mad with that. When you said that, he almost instantly wanted you to be angry at him, to let out every emotion you were feeling at the time.

Because you are too considerate and kind… and patient with him and this situation you’ve been put into. You didn’t even have to stay; you could’ve just left him the moment the doctor told you about his amnesia and all. But you stayed… and even looked after him for a whole month. Looking back at everything now, he knew. He should have just told you.

He thought you would be mad at him for reaching out to an ex. He didn’t know how you would react if he asked about Lily. He didn’t know you and he admit that was his fault. He has been working on knowing you these past few days, but now after last night, it felt too late. He should have made an effort earlier than this. As much as he hates it, Taehyung’s list of should haves is getting longer.

Now, a tray of chocolate chip cookies bakes in this oven you two have in your kitchen. He decided to make some after having trouble sleeping. He was shifting and turning on his bed for hours, possibly because of two causes: his head injury and you. Earlier, you were talking about how much you’ve been craving cookies. He knows that his cookies cannot resolve what’s going on right now, but he hoped that they will make you feel better. Even a little.

Taehyung managed to sleep for a couple of hours but still woke up later two hours past midnight. He quietly prepares and bakes the ingredients for the cookies. He was quick as it was the easiest pastry he can make. By the time he was putting the tray in the oven, he heard grumbles of thunder.

Should I put it in the jar? Or…

Almost thirty minutes past three, Taehyung yawned as he waited for the cookies to cool down before he stores them. He looked around your kitchen. In these quiet moments, he is finally starting to notice some details in some corners of this place. Particularly, the kitchen. He wondered if he picked the color of the walls or what to put in it when you two bought the house. His curiosity begins to grow about what you built together throughout your four-year relationship.

He wondered how great everything was before he lost his memories of the last five years.

You were supposed to leave at six o clock. But you didn’t realize how much you took your time with your thoughts that you ended up leaving twenty minutes late than your plan. Rushing to leave, you didn’t bother for breakfast and ran straight to the front door in your scrubs and jacket with backpack and umbrella in hand. If you still have time to spare when you arrive at the hospital, you’ll just buy something in its cafeteria.

As you get off the bus, you speed-walk to the hospital. You were too in a hurry to recognize who greeted you along the way, but you just greeted them back anyway. By the time you reached the locker room, you were catching your breath with less than ten minutes left to prepare for your shift.

Thank God, Jisoo’s not here. You sighed when you looked at yourself in front of the small mirror in your locker. Your eyes… were puffy. It’s not that bad. But everyone who will look directly at your eyes would tell the difference. You hoped no one else would notice.

“Good morning!”

Your eyebrows raised. Julia’s jolly greeting filled the quiet room when she entered. A couple of nurses who were also there greeted her back while you hid behind your locker door, trying to think of a quick remedy or even an explanation for your eyes. Because next to Jisoo, Julia is your closest friend here. She started working here two years ago. Her kind and sociable nature made her a friend to everyone. You three immediately went friends during a mutual graveyard shift schedule.

“Hey, YN. Good morning.” she opened her locker, which was next to yours.

You gulped, “Good morning, Ju.”

After one last look in the mirror, you closed the door. Julia was busy organizing her things in the locker, while she continues speaking.

“Jisoo’s already on break for her wedding, right?” she asked, still not giving you a glance.

“Ah, yes. For only one week though.” You replied, trying to act normal. You don’t know if you should go or wait for her to time in since you two usually do—with Jisoo if your shift schedule match up.

“You know, my dress for the weekend is still in the— Oh, what happened?”

In a quick glance, she immediately spotted a certain emotion on your face. Concern was written all over her face as she stopped and faced you.

“W-What?” you chuckled awkwardly, looking away.

“Why did you cry? What’s going on?” she asked softly, still worried. “Are you okay?”

Oh, that question. You don’t know what the hell that question has, it always breaks you down. You bit your lower lip as you looked back at Julia. You tried to hold on to the strings that were putting you together.

You sighed shakingly, “Yeah.”

A small, sad smile formed on her lips, “You sure?”

You feel like if you try to say anything again, it will just turn into a sob. So, you just nod. Unexpectedly, she reached out her arms and hugged you. Julia knew something was wrong. Well, she can definitely read through your eyes and the simple quirk of your lips that you probably don’t know you do whenever you’re bothered or tired. She can even feel the weight you’ve been carrying in an embrace.

“How about let’s go out together later? After this shift?” she offered.

“Sure.” You agreed, washing down any effort to put a useless mask on your emotions.

The cookies that he left on the kitchen counter for you were left untouched. He left it in a Tupperware, something that can fit in your backpack, along with a small post-it, written: cookies u can bring @ your shift today :)

He likes to think that the Tupperware probably went unnoticed by you instead of thinking that you ignored it. But what if you did? The idea of you being mad at him scares him.

“I swear, whoever will eat those cupcakes would choke on rainbow sprinkles.” Jimin entered the kitchen when Taehyung was just spacing out. He hung his coat behind the door and put on his apron. “What’s up?”

“Hmm?”

Jimin went on, “I arrived twenty minutes late and you already made two batches of blueberry cupcakes, one tray of snickerdoodles, and a lot of banana bread. What’s going on?”

Taehyung stared at him for a second, having battles in his head if he should tell his best friend about what happened. Jimin didn’t fail to remind him about telling you about Lily. And if he learns how you reacted last night—Oh, just sucked it up. Taehyung exhaled.

“YN learned about Lily.”

Jimin raised an eyebrow, “You told her?”

“She found through Lily herself,” Taehyung replied and he can read the confusion on his friend’s face.

“Huh?”

Taehyung went on telling how you and Lily introduced yourselves, how you introduced yourself as his friend, how Lily shared that she visited the bakeshop just last week, and how you remained quiet and bottled up with emotions until you two went home.

“She was so upset, she didn’t want to talk about it,” Taehyung recalled. “But she just broke down and she is still so nice in the middle of telling me how she feels. She told me that she cannot be mad at me for meeting up with Lily or for everything else. Because she understands. She always understands and I’m sure she is a wonderful person– but… But I really didn’t just give us a chance. She reminded me that we also happened after asking me who is she in this whole thing.”

He paused, remembering almost every word you said to him last night. He was too busy chasing what happened five years ago that he ignored someone and something important in his present time.

“Then, who is she to you?” his best friend asked.

“I… I don’t know.” Taehyung sighed, unsure. “But she’s not a stranger. Calling her a stranger would be an insult. I know she’s much more than that.”

There was a few seconds of silence. Taehyung looked down, resting his hands on his working table. Jimin just pats his shoulder for comfort. He knew saying things like I told you so or anything close to that is just useless. Taehyung already knew what he had done, he don’t need more reminders that he probably fucked up.

“Well, you need to figure that out.”

“I know.”

“I don’t know anymore, Ju.”

You wiped off the tears on your cheek as you confessed. Finally, after a whole day shift at the hospital, you get to open up to someone. As soon as you two left the hospital and changed into your casual clothes, Julia drove you two to her apartment since you don’t really feel like going anywhere. She ordered pizza and non-alcoholic drinks, which were delivered just minutes after you two arrived there.

No time was wasted. She didn’t even have to ask again for you to open up. For the last forty minutes, you’ve been telling whatever you feel like sharing to your friend. It did take off some weight on your chest as she listened and nods.

“I mean, I know that he’s just trying to know what happened between him and his ex. But I cannot understand why he didn’t tell me… Or maybe ask me about it. I know something about it. He told me how they broke up years ago. He told me what went wrong. Just like how I shared experiences with my past relationships too. And that’s how it used to be.” You reached for another tissue Julia offered. “We used to tell each other everything. Communication and honesty always mattered to him.”

“And it would have been nice if he let me know about his plans on talking with Lily. It’s perfectly fine by me. But he didn’t and now I’m starting to feel that he sees me as nothing. Just a person around him, who lives in the same house as him—or worse, he sees me as someone who just looks after him… like his nurse.”

The last thought squeezed your heart out. Taehyung even had a hard time introducing you yesterday to Lily. You took the initiative to introduce yourself to his ex as his friend. You don’t know what to feel about it. Should you be mad or sad? But can you blame him? You can never blame Taehyung. You always try to understand what he went through with that accident and what he is going through now. But as much as you hate to admit it…

“I feel like I’m burning out. I’m fucking drained.”

Another tear rolled down your cheeks while you shake your head. Saying that sentence felt like a confession of a crime. You don’t know why. You didn’t follow with another sentence again. Julia gave you a glass of water to help you calm down.

“You can take a break too, you know?” she whispered as you gulped in the liquid down your throat. “You can pause…”

Julia was gentle with her tone and choice of words.

“I think, you've already done enough. You took a month's leave to take care of Taehyung, to at least help him adjust to these big changes happen. You waited for him to ask about you or your relationship, which he did– Well, he tried. You are great. You were nothing caring and understanding for him and your relationship.” She paused and held your hand, preparing you for what she is about to say. “But he… he just has his eyes on people he knew before you.”

You almost hissed with the harsh sentiment of your friend. It felt like someone pulled the band-aid off your fresh, unhealed wound. But still, it felt like you needed to hear that. Julia, on the other hand, saw you flinch and held your palm tighter.

She continued, “The Taehyung you met before the accident is different from the Taehyung you live together now. As you said, five years ago, he went through a breakup with his ex. That breakup may have caused changes in him that made him into the Taehyung you initially met.”

It’s complicated. But you get what she is trying to say. A lot of things happened in Taehyung’s life before you two crossed paths. He broke up with Lily, and his bakery began to hit success and invest in other stuff in his life. A lot of other changes happened. Then, you two met through mutual friends.

“And please, YN, let yourself feel things.” Julia spoke suddenly, making you meet her gaze, “It’s unhealthy. Be sad, be mad, or be happy. Or simply take a break if you feel like it. Don’t deny yourself of feeling anything. You can be mad.” She said it like a reminder. “You have every right to feel so. I know you’re trying to justify Taehyung reaching out to an ex behind your back as part of this knotty situation. But at least, out of respect to you, he should have at least told you before or after he did so.”

“That’s why you’re so burnout right now, hon. You’ve done nothing but give and give. You forgot about your limits too… Are you even still okay working in the same hospital after everything?”

She asked and almost instantly, you remembered the night of the accident. You were waiting for your boyfriend to pick you up in the same spot you always waited in. Then, you received this call. Next thing you know, you’re seeing him getting pulled out of the ambulance. Bloody and bruised. Your stomach twisted with the recollection of his state that night. Thankfully, Julia called your name, snapping you out of your trance.

“Just know that you’re not alone in any of this. You don’t have to carry everything on your own. Jisoo and I are always here for you. And I really appreciate you opening up to me now.” She smiled softly before pulling you in for another hug.

After that hug, you two moved on to lighter topics. You asked her about her preparation for Jisoo and Namjoon’s special day at the end of the week. She talked about Chanyeol, her plus-one for the wedding. She shared about how things are going and you’re genuinely happy to see her happy. You ended up leaving at seven. Julia offered to drive you home, but you kindly refused, saying you need to be alone for a short while.

“Okay, just let me know when you got home.” She smiled and of course, was enveloped in the warmest hug you’ve ever received recently.

Just like when you left home earlier, the sky was dark and gloomy as you wait at the bus stop. Raindrops began falling just minutes after you got on the bus. You sat on the farthest empty seat your eyes spotted. Watching the raindrop rolling on the glass window, you thought about Julia and everything she said.

Change.

You wondered if change can help your emotional burnout while leaning your head on the cold surface of the vehicle. Truthfully, working in the same hospital after the accident is difficult. The first day you returned after your month-long leave you found yourself stopping in your tracks at every spot your feet took you that night of the accident. You also don’t enjoy the pity glances or smiles you get from your colleagues who knew about the accident. There were times, someone would approach you and say something nice or motivational. You appreciate the effort but it’s making your work more of a reminder than a distraction for what happened.

You get off the bus with a new idea and even more uncertainties in mind. You still felt like a deflating balloon floating your way to get home. After your breakdown, you wonder how Taehyung would react. He seemed pretty quiet last night. The Taehyung you know would prefer talking with you to at least mend these issues. But now, you’re really just tired and would rather organize your thoughts alone.

And when you walked up your front porch, you stopped as you saw the lights on in the kitchen. He’s home early. You turned the knob, preparing yourself with any awkward tension that is always suffocating. Walking in, a delicious smell of flavor filled your nostrils. You’re not planning to say anything but then, he greeted you.

“Oh, hey…”

It was short but soft. His lips formed a small, tight smile. He was indeed cooking as he holds a wooden spatula and you can hear the crinkling sound in the pan. You noticed he is wearing a familiar apron and a headband, exposing his forehead, to avoid his jet-black hair in sticking on the sweaty corners of his forehead.

“Hey.” you greeted back, forcing a polite smile on your lips. “You’re home?”

Taehyung noted the lack of any emotion in your voice or even eyes. You just looked exhausted. But he replied, “Yeah, we kinda closed early. Sold out.”

He smiled again, hoping that maybe you would smile back at him. You didn’t. Instead, you zipped your lips. And there it is. The awkward silence took over--not only the kitchen—but the whole house. He looked at you and you looked at him. It didn’t even last a couple of seconds. You looked away again, scratching your eyebrow.

“I should probably go—”

“I’m making dinner. Maybe—"

You two broke off the silence at the same time. You waited for him to continue but his nod asked you to resume.

“Yeah, uhm, I should go to my room.” You mumbled, not meeting his eyes. You just can’t.

It’s Taehyung’s turn to scratch the back of his neck, “Uhm, I made dinner. I was wondering if we can eat together.”

You timidly shake your head, “I’m kinda full… I had pizza with Julia. But thank you for the offer though.”

You were about to leave, wanting to leave this room since you were having the hardest time breathing with the thick tension. But Taehyung called your name,

“I was hoping we can talk… about everything.”

You turned around, finally looking at him. Suddenly, his heartbeat was louder than anything else for him. He can already see the rejection on your face. Like you’re not in the mood for anything that had to do with him. But he wishes his deduction is wrong. On the flip side, you can see his fingers fiddling with the spatula as he said that.

You exhaled, “I can’t, Taehyung. I really had a long day. I’m sorry—”

“No, it’s okay. Don’t apologize. We can talk whenever you’re ready.” He awkwardly raised his hands for thumbs-up. He saw your worried eyes landing on the dish he cooked. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll store it when it cools down. You can microwave it later if you get hungry.”

A simple, worn-out nod was your only reply before leaving him alone. His smile slowly fades as he turned down his chin.

He waited. Patiently. The morning after that, he waited for you to leave for work before he does. He goes home before you do. He prepared breakfasts and dinners for you, but you always seemed to be running late going to work and exhausted when you get home. And the rainy season didn’t stop. Taehyung once offered to walk you at least to the bus stop when you had a graveyard shift. He’s glad you didn’t decline and walked side by side with him under the umbrella.

“You know, you don’t have to do any of this.” You murmured in the middle of that five-minute walk to the bus stop. You were just looking ahead as you resumed, “You’re not obligated to do anything with me.”

“I wanted to do this.” He replied, glancing at you, hoping that he will meet your eyes. But he didn’t.

You didn’t say anything anymore. Even when you got on the bus and he handed you the extra umbrella he brought. But he really did. Even though you two haven’t really done a lot of activities together, he liked doing things with you or for you.

Now it’s been days since you broke down, you two still haven’t talked about it. Jimin told him to be patient and give you time. But the more time he gives you, the more he felt like you were already slowly drifting away from him.

“Are you sure? We still have space for another passenger.”

Taehyung heard you from the living room as he pulled his small luggage out of his room. He wore a white collared button-down, with the sleeves folded before it reached his elbows, tucked in beige suit pants.

“Okay, Ju. See you there. Take care.”

Your smile fades as you ended the call. With every emotion washed out on your face, you glanced up at him. Your eyes simply scanned him from head to toe before you spoke, “Let’s go?”

Jisoo and Namjoon will be having their rehearsal and the following dinner in the same area as their wedding. It’s in the same event place as their wedding venue. The couple already prepared rooms for a few guests, so that you can stay overnight for the wedding tomorrow. You, Taehyung, and Jimin will be carpooling in a rented car, with Jimin taking the wheel for an almost two-hour drive straight to the dinner event.

“Be careful, it’s fragile.”

You teased Jimin as he helped you carry the wedding gift for your soon-to-be-wedded friends. Taehyung carried yours and his luggage to the car.

“I am careful.” Jimin scoffed.

“Oh, I apologize. I’m just worried. You do have small hands.” You jested that made Taehyung choke and laugh.

“Ha. Ha. Ha.” His best friend laughed dryly, squinting his eyes at you. “You two are bullies! It’s not that small.”

You chuckled once again before stopping when Taehyung opened the backseat door for you.

“Thanks.” You mumbled.

Taehyung sat on the passenger seat while Jimin took the wheel. In the first quarter of the ride, you still managed to join chit-chat. Jimin was the one who sparked up topics, which you were grateful for as you don’t know what would happen if it’s just you and Taehyung in this car. But as time went on, you yawned and slowly lost yourself to take a nap.

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reidslovely · 10 months

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Another suggestion: reader furious with Peter, thinking she was cheated by him after his ex-girlfriend posted a photo of the two together in IG with a dubious and enigmatic caption... Too much drama, anguish, reader pulling away and running off somewhere to reflect... Peter finds her... Happy ending, please <3

Maybe not my best piece of work, but I did what I could and I like how it turned out. A little longer than I thought it would be haha. Hope you love it friend.

Admittedly, she was not too fond of the idea of going to Peter’s ten year high school reunion with him. They had just officially started dating about a month ago, and she was still unsure if these were things he wanted her to attend with him. There was also the fact that Peter never asked her if she wanted to go with him, and she was not about to invite herself. When he got to her apartment from the reunion, she noted that he was slightly buzzed and tired. The latter showed from the way he tossed himself face first on the bed. She laughed asking him how it went, and if he saw any old friends.

“I think I’m still the same loser I was then. Puny Parker still reigns as the loser king.” He mutters burying his face deeper into her blanket clad thighs. “Seeing my high school bully and my first girlfriend all in the same night really pulls some worse flashbacks than any of my crime fighting has.”

She couldn’t help but to laugh from that, as Peter rolled over head still in her lap, staring up at her before closing his eyes and falling asleep.

Admittedly, she also was not too fond of the first picture that popped up on her instagram that morning. (Y/N) had no clue she had even followed Liz Allan anywhere on social media. The photo, taken the previous night, had the dark haired girl clinging to a giggly, tipsy Peter. Arms around his neck cheek to cheek, like something out of a catalog. Swiping in the carousel of photos the next was a similarly posed picture of the two. The couple in the photo were about eleven years younger fifthteen years old, sixteen at most. Having a happy day at the skatepark, still clinging to each other. As if the pain in her heart growing was not a big enough sign to turn back and ignore the post she let her eyes wander down to the caption.

‘Most definitely not fifthteen and sixteen anymore but still love you just the same Petey”

That alone set fire onto her skin, her stomach churning out of pure spite and jealousy. Peter slept soundly in her bed next to her, and it took everything in her rational brain to hold back from repeatedly hitting him with the decorative pillows. She stared at him, rationally she knew this was just two friends, maybe even strangers now reminiscing about their past. However, when he came home last night he made it sound so miserable like he never even wanted to see her. Quietly, and slowly she removed herself from the bed not wanting to stir him awake. Peter rolls around for a minute noticing the shift in weight. It doesn’t wake him though, (Y/N) sighs softly making her way to the kitchen after changing her clothes.

Pulling her favorite to go cup down from the cabinet she starts making her morning tea, she grabs the notepad off the table writing a quick note that she’d be back soon, that he should take out breakfast. She makes her way out the door and down the stairs.

“Good Morning Ms. (Y/LN). No Peter?” The older lady from next door asks as she walks her dog.

“No, no he’s sleeping in this morning. Had a busy night, I just wanted to get some reading done at the park this morning.”

“Well have fun, be safe.”

(Y/N) nodded her neighbor off, forcing a smile as she walked across the street heading for Astoria park.

Peter rolled over once more, his hand reaching out for his girlfriend. His skin was met with the emptiness of cold satin sheets, his fingers dragging on the fabric as he lifted himself up to look around the room. It was dark and empty, the only bit of light that filled the room came from a crack in the curtain. Peter yelled out, waiting a few seconds for a reply before jumping out of bed. He ran through the condo looking around, stopping in the kitchen seeing the note on the counter. His hand rubbed down his face, his stomach grew a sinking feeling. Peter looked around frantically for his phone, digging through the pockets of his jacket from last night. Once in his hand it lit up, a photo of (Y/N) holding a Spider-Man plushie decorated his screen. An instagram banner notification pulled his eyes down: ‘LizzyAllan tagged you in a photo’. Peter clicked on it confused, the photo of him and her from last night mirrored one from a decade ago. Liked by ‘(y/n)(y/ln)’ caused the sinking feeling to grow. It was a silly thing to be jealous over, but putting himself in her shoes..he’d be jealous too.

Peter clicked around his phone calling (Y/N) leaning against the kitchen counter. “Hey leave me a message, I’ll ge-” Kicking his feet Peter stood up straight, walking to the bedroom getting dressed. Grabbing his jacket and heading out, he clicked on her contact digging for her location. Astoria Park - 30 minutes ago, surely she couldn’t have gone far in thirty minutes. He stepped out onto the fire escape, took one look around, and swung off. Astoria was close enough, but swinging would get him there faster.

Trees rustled, (Y/N) sat her journal down looking around. Peter walked out slowly behind the trees fixing his hair, approaching her. (Y/N) watched as he gave her a knowing smile, she returned it with a frown.

“She means nothing to me, you know that right?” Peter asks, dropping down onto the ground next to her. “I dated her for five months in high school when I was sixteen.”

(Y/N) sighed letting her head roll back before nodding. “Rationally, yes.” She leans her head on his shoulder playing with the fabric bookmark of her journal. “It’s just I didn’t go with you last night, you came home acting like you hated every bit of it and then I saw your photos with her looking happy and I felt..”

“Left out, I get it. I’d feel that way too. I didn’t mean to make you feel negative.” He whispers against her hair. “I did have an awful time last night because you weren't there. You can ask anyone, all I did was talk about my new girlfriend and how cool she is.” Peter laughs, moving her hair from her face putting his face back on the top of her head.

“You did?”

“Of course I did. Showed everyone a picture of you, Flash couldn’t believe I was dating someone as pretty as you.” He jokes.

“Mhm now you’re just trying to flatter me.”

“Absolutely not, it’s true. You’re my girl and I love showing you off. It’s a silly throwback pic, you are my now and future okay, you don’t ever need to worry.”

She smiled, letting her eyes track up his face as he pulled away. “Now can I please have a good morning kiss?”

“Sure, I guess.” (Y/N) hums playfully, leaning in first.

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secretcheesecakecat · 1 year

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Hi! I hope you are doing well <3

I want to request Bonten Rindou timeline seeing his ex-girlfriend that he never got over out at a cafe, sitting alone and staring at her laptop.

Title: You change, maybe i'll give it a chance....

Warning: Cursing, little angst on the start, fluff, mention of blood and murder, fem!reader

Rindou Haitani x fem!reader

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Rindou and Ran were going back to Bontens hide out after one of the missions there boss send them to.

Rindou was looking at the window watching other, normal people walk around the city of Tokyo.

"Something on you're mind, Rin?"

Ran said after looking at his brother for a few minutes. Rindou turned his head to him, rolling his eyes.

"Just looking out the window. Why? is that a crime?"

He said smiling at Ran. "Well not really, but you killing those guys back there was~"

Rindou look irritated at the words of his brother, as he goes back to watching out the window. He never really wanted this, he just wanted to be with someone, someone who made his heart warm as a teenager. And live a normal life, but there is no chance for that now.

Couple minutes goes by when the stop on a red light. When Rindou saw a little cafe, as he looked closely in it he saw it, he saw a familiar figure that looked like [Name]. Well at least he thought so.

"Stop the car!"

He yelled as he tried to unlock the door. Ran looked at him confusted.

"Rin we are on a red light. We aren't moving-"

Rindou couldn't even hear his words as he ran into the cafe, looking around for something, or someone that looked like you. Until...

His eyes wide in suprised. You were here, you, his only love. The one person he truly loved.

As he calm down, he started walking in your direction nervously. Would you remeber him? Does he have some blood left on his suit? Do you even know his name anymore?

But all the questions stop when he stand right in front of your table. You were to busy on your laptop to notice him.

"E-eh! Hello [Name]. Long time no see..."

Rindou said as you bring your head up to look at him. Your eyes wide in suprise as you look at the man in front of you.

"Rindou Haitani? Is that you?"

You smiled as you stand up to hug him. He frozed at your reaction. So you do actually remember him, thats good.

"Please sit down! Im sorry for my laptop i was working on some files for my work."

As you both he couldn't help but look at you, you look just as the day he meet you, beautiful.

"So how have you been?"

Rindou quickly smiles at your question, tring to make up a lie. You can't know that he is a criminal, if you do, he would never have anither chance with you.

"Im good, i just finish my job and on my way back i saw you in here so i thought i should say hi."

You smiled at his words he is still the same Rindou you had fall in love with years ago.

"How about you? How have you been?"

He put his head down and blushes.

"Did you find a new lover?"

You couldn't help but giggle at his words, leaving his blushing red like a tomato.

"Im fine. Job has just been little more tiring. And no i don't have a lover."

As he was about to say something his phone rang. He reach in his pocket. 'Fuck you Ran' Rindou thought to himself.

"Exuse me [Name]. My brother is calling, i need to answer him."

"Tell him i said hi!"

You said as he left the table and went in a bathroom. "What the fuck do you want now?"

"Relax Rin, im just checking you. Where did you ran of to anyways?"

Rindou sighs and leans againts the sink. "I saw an old friend so i came to say hi to them."

"You mean [Name]? Haha i didn't saw her in a while! How is she?"

"How did you know i was talking about her? You stalking me or some?"

Ran giggles on the other side of a call. "Rin you don't have any old friend that you haven't saw. Besides wasn't she your girlfriend? Why did you two break up again?"

Rindou look in the mirror. You broke up with him bc he was a delinquent, and your dad didn't want you around him. But that was years ago! You would give him another chance now, probably.

"I need to go Ran."

"Be safe Rin. And come back soon, Mikey wants you and new member to go on a mission."

*Click*

As he walk out the bathroom back where you guys were sitting, he looked around. You are not there. 'She left me again...' as he look at the table he noticed a small note on the table.

'Sorry that i had to go. I needed to go on work in last minute. I hope we can go out on another coffe Rindou. Here is my phone number, call me. :)

365 #########'

He smiles to himself as he puts the small note in his pocket and leaves cafe. Maybe he still has a chance. And maybe everything can go back as it was, so you can both be together and happy.

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mamaestapa · 1 year

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All I Want For Christmas Is You

•pairing: Joe Burrow x reader

•series summary: Y/N Y/L/N moved to Cincinnati, Ohio for a new start. Move in day arrives and she discovers something terrible...the apartment complex gave her the wrong lease. Instead of living with who she originally was supposed to, she's now living with the hottest quarterback in the NFL, Joe Burrow. Y/N is stuck living in the same apartment with him for a year...which the two are not thrilled about. However, as time goes on, they realize that maybe this wasn't the worst thing that could happen to them. Will Y/N and Joe stay enemies, or will they find themselves falling in love?

•chapter summary: Time skip! You and Joe decorate the apartment for Christmas! Fast forward a few weeks to Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, and a couple days after Christmas…a lot happens. And what happens when Joe finds out you met someone while he was back home?

•word count: 6.5k (i think this is the longest chapter i’ve ever written HAHA)

•warnings: ANGST, a LOT of fluff, another almost kiss, christmas/holidays, and a very sad Joe

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December 5, 2022

"Do you have a Christmas tree?"

"What?" Joe called from the bathroom. You sighed and walked out of the kitchen. The bathroom door was wide open so you decided to walk into the bathroom and talk to Joe. You, of course, assumed he was decent since the door was wide open.

"I said-."

"AYE, AYE-."

You covered your eyes and turned back around. You were not expecting to see Joe butt naked.

"I'm sorry! I assumed you were decent! The door was wide open." you exclaimed, defending your actions. You chuckled and added, "Plus, it's not like I haven't seen it before. Hell, pretty much all of America has seen your ass."

You turned around, peeking out from under your hand slightly. You pulled your hands away and opened your eyes completely when you saw Joe had a towel covering his waist now. Your eyes scanned his body, taking in the muscles of his biceps and his chest and abdomen that was glistening with droplets of water. You just couldn't look away...

He cleared his throat, causing you to tear your gaze away from his body and look at his face instead. He let out a slight chuckle as a smirk pulled at his lips.

"You were saying what about a Christmas tree?"

"Do you have one? It's December now and I think we should put one up."

December is your favorite month because of Christmas. You love all of the decorations and the lights. The cold weather, the hot chocolate, and the baking is all very enjoyable.

Joe shook his head, stepping into the shower and closing the curtain behind him. He reached out and peered from behind the curtain.

"Can you hand me my clothes?"

You furrowed your brows and handed him his clothes.

"I can leave so you don't have to change in the shower?"

"Thanks," he brought himself back into the shower and said, "well you're already in here," he gestured to the bathroom, "and I'm already in the shower getting dressed so..."

You shrugged and continued to talk.

"I think we should decorate the place a little bit. Maybe put some lights up, find a tree, get a wreath, you know all the Christmas stuff. Maybe some stockings because it's not Christmas without the stockings."

Joe pulled open the shower curtain open, stepping out onto and the bath mat and ruffling his wet hair with the towel. He nodded along as you spoke.

"I don't have a tree here though."

You shrugged, "We can buy one."

"Who's we?"

"Okay, I will buy one," you stepped out of the way so he could he look in the mirror, "did you not have one last year?"

"I did," he said, rubbing his fingers through his damp hair, "but I didn't bring it here. It's either in storage or at my ex-girlfriends place."

Yikes.

"Well we, I mean, I can just buy a new one."

He shook his head, "I'll go check after I finish getting ready. I think I have some other Christmas decorations in storage too."

Joe finished up in the bathroom and was getting ready to leave before he turned to you and asked, "Wanna come with?"

You shook your head, "You go ahead. I'll stay back here and clean up a bit, figure out where to put the tree."

"Okay," he said, giving me a closed lip smile, "I'll see you in a bit."

"Okay." you smiled, watching as he left the apartment.

You started to clean up around the apartment, making space for the tree and any other decorations Joe may have found in his storage unit. You’ve recently found out that Joe is only staying in this apartment because he's looking to find a house once the season ends. He had a house last year, but he left it for his ex-girlfriend when they broke up. He told you he needed a fresh start, so finding a new place was the perfect place to start. But their breakup happened at a tough spot in his schedule, so it was more convenient for him to rent an apartment instead of buy a house.

You on the other hand, you don't know what you’ll do once September rolls around. You’ll probably just renew the lease for another year and look for a place while you work more hours at the boutique with Macee.

About fifteen minutes later, you got a text from Joe:

Joe- Can you come down and help?

You liked the message and went down to the parking lot to help him grab the decorations. A wide grin appeared on your face as you saw him pull out the box that contained a mid sized fake Christmas tree.

"You have one!"

He set the box down on the pavement and nodded, "I've got the tree here," he pointed to two small boxes in the passenger seat, "Lights in that box, and a couple other decorations in the other one."

"Nice," you said with a smile as you walked over to the passenger side of his car and grabbed the two boxes.

You offered to help carry the other box, but Joe insisted that the tree box was small enough for him to carry by himself.

Once the two of you were back up to the apartment, you started to put the tree together.

"Did you have a fake or real tree growing up?" you asked, placing the branches into the slots.

"Fake," he said, putting the top of the tree on since you couldn't reach, "you?"

"Real when I was in Colorado, but fake once we moved to Arizona."

Joe nodded, "Would you ever get a real one again?"

"Yeah," you said as yo began to fluff the tree, "I'd love to get one every year once I have a family of my own, you know make it a tradition."

Joe smiled, "That sounds nice. I would love to do that too someday."

"Well," you stopped your movements and looked at Joe, smiling sincerely as you said, "any girl would be lucky to have that with you."

Joe's smile grew slightly bigger as the two of you just looked at each other. He took in a breath, seeming like he had something important to say. You looked at him, waiting to see what he had to say. He let out the breath and rubbed his palms on his shorts before bringing them back up and rubbing them against each other.

"Oh!"

You jumped slightly, taken aback by his sudden enthusiasm.

"We don't have ornaments."

You chuckled, "Yeah we might need those."

"I'll run to the store real quick. You wanna put the lights on while I'm gone?"

You nodded, "Sure."

"Great, I'll be back in a few."

You watched as Joe left the apartment, frowning slightly as your mind wandered back to that moment where you and Joe just stood there, looking intensely into each others eyes and not saying anything. That's been happening a lot lately between you. The tension obvious, but neither one of you daring to say anything or make a move. You feel conflicted and confused and when it comes to Joe. You don't have feelings, but, you can't deny the fact that he's a very attractive guy. You don't have feelings...but there's something there that you just can't quite figure out yet.

You began to wrap the LED lights around the tree, your mind still somehow wandering to Joe. That's also been happening a lot more recently.

You wish you knew why though...

~time skip~

"Hey," you smiled, "You find the ornaments?"

"These?" he asked, smiling as he held up the packaging with red and gold ornaments.

"Perfect!" you clapped your hands and took the package from him, opening it up and beginning to put the ornaments all around the tree. Joe helped too, placing ornaments on the back and left side of the tree as you worked on decorating the front and right side. Once all the ornaments were on the mid-sized tree, Joe hung the leftover led lights along the cabinets in the kitchen. As he hung the lights up, you made both of you a cup of hot chocolate. You were putting marshmallows onto the top of the warm chocolatey liquid when you noticed a bag sitting on the edge of the couch. The bag seemed full, looking like there was some sort of fabric in there.

"Hey Joe?"

He hummed, turning around to look at you.

"What's in that bag?" you asked, pointing at the plastic bag on the couch. Joe walked over to the couch and picked it up, motioning for you to come over to him. You set the bag of marshmallows down on the counter and walked over to where he was standing. He pulled out two white stockings, holding them out in front of him.

One stocking had a red J while the other had a red (Y/F/I) -your first initial)

He bought stockings with your initials on them.

You smiled, but were a little shocked as you were not expecting him to do something like that.

He looked down at the stockings and then back at you. A slight blush on his cheeks as he spoke, "They were on sale and I figured you'd like them. Afterall, you said it yourself, it's not Christmas without stockings."

Your smile grew bigger at his words. You did say that to him earlier.

"I love them Joe. Thank you for getting them."

He smiled, "Of course. I'm glad you like them." He handed the stockings to you and followed you over to the Tv where you hung them up on each side of the white Tv stand.

The two of you stepped back, looking at the stockings.

"They look perfect." you said, smiling as you admired the matching stockings.

"Yeah they do." Joe said quietly.

Except he wasn't talking about the stockings.

The rest of the day was spent putting up small decorations, drinking lots of hot chocolate, and watching Yours and Joes favorite Christmas movies.

Christmas truly is the most wonderful time of the year.

A FEW WEEKS LATER…

December 24-28, 2022

Today is Christmas Eve. One of your favorite days of the year.

Joe had a game in New England today, so he hasn't been in home since Thursday. While he's been gone, you’ve been busy wrapping gifts, baking cookies, and doing some last minute shopping. Since your family can't make it to Cincinnati for Christmas and you can't make it to Arizona, you have decided to just mail gifts to each other this year.

It made you sad knowing you couldn't spend the holidays with your family, but you’re extremely thankful that you have Joe here with you. Throughout the last couple weeks, you and Joe have gotten very close. You’ve had some slightly awkward encounters with eachother, but that hasn't stopped the two of you from growing closer and strengthening your friendship. A few weeks ago, Joe promised you he would be there to celebrate Christmas with you on Christmas day, even though you told him to be with his family. He even offered for you to come to his family Christmas on the 27th—that he planned so he could be with you on Christmas day, but you declined. You appreciated the offer, but he deserves to spend that time with his family. Besides, he already has to spend almost every day with you. You figure he deserves a break.

You were sitting on the couch reading a book and listening to Christmas music when your phone began to ring. You picked it up from the coffee table, frowning slightly when you saw Emma Hubbards contact name pop up. Emma rarely calls you, so you were a bit confused as to why she was calling you, especially this late at night. (Emma is bold, you are italics)

Hey Em, what's up?

Y/n, I'm worried.

You immediately frowned. Her voice was shaky, sounding like she was on the verge of tears.

Why? Did something happen?

Sam hasn't called me yet. He always calls when they land.

Maybe he just hasn't had a chance to call you yet? I wouldn't be too-.

Y/n, they were supposed to land an hour ago.

Your heart dropped. You pulled the phone away and looked at the time. Sure enough, exactly an hour ago the team should have landed in Cincinnati. You tried not to panic, knowing if you seemed the slightest bit of worried, Emma would start to panic.

Emma, don't panic okay? I'm positive there was just a weather delay. It looked like Foxborough was supposed to get a snow storm overnight, maybe it came in early?

Y/n you don't understand. Sam would've told me if there was a delay. Somethings wrong, I just know it.

You sighed, unsure what to say next.

Maybe he doesn't have good service? Im sure everything is fine.

What if it's not though?

Emma, do not stress yourself out over this. It's not good for the baby and it's not good for you. I promise everything is OK, okay? If he doesn't call within the next twenty minutes, I'll come over and we'll make some phone calls and see what's going on.

Y/n, I’m so worried, what if-

She was cut off by your phone buzzing, you pulled it away, seeing that you were getting an incoming call from Joe.

Em, can I call you back? I just got a phone call from

Joe.

Of course, please take it. Tell him to have Sam call me.

I will.

You ended the call with Emma and answered the call from Joe. Standing up from your spot on the couch to pace around the living room. Something had to have happened. Their plane is an hour late and Joe never calls you. (Joe is bold, you are italics)

Hello?

Hey Y/n

His voice was shaky and he let out a sigh after he said your name. You felt your heart drop once again, beginning to fear the worst.

Hey, is everything OK?

Not really. We had to emergency land at JFK, the plane engine failed.

Oh my god? Are you OK? Is everyone OK?

Yeah, Yeah we're all good. Listen, I'm so sorry sweets, but I don't think we're gonna make it home tonight. I'm uh, *clears throat* not even sure if we'll get home tomorrow.

Oh. You stayed silent, making Joe sigh softly on the other side. He felt so bad.

Y/n, I am so sorry.

No, no you have nothing to be sorry for. It's not your fault.

I'll make it up to you, okay? I promise. If I don't make it home in time for Christmas, you're going with me to my parents house. I'm not letting you spend the holidays alone.

You felt tears well up in your eyes. This whole situation is nobody's fault, but, it still sucks. A lot. You were really looking forward to spending Christmas Eve and Christmas day with Joe. As of now, it looks like that's not happening though.

Okay. Well, keep me updated and please get home safe. Also, tell Sam to call Emma please. And make sure Logan calls Macee, too.

I will. Logan's on the phone with her right now. And hey, If I don't make it home in time, please go somewhere tomorrow.

I will.

Good. Bye Y/n

Bye Joe.

You said quietly, pulling the phone away from your ear and hitting the red button to end the call. You sat back down on the couch and rubbed your eyes, trying to hold back tears.

You don't know why you were getting so emotional over this.

Maybe it's because you’re not home with your family in Arizona. But you’re starting to think it's because you may not be able to spend Christmas with Joe.

Both of you went all out to make sure this was an enjoyable Christmas for both of you. He got stockings with both your initials on them, you made his favorite sugar cookies, and you were going to exchange gifts when you woke up tomorrow morning.

It sucks that you may not be able to now.

You took a deep breath and picked your phone back up, deciding to send a text to Macee.

Y/n🤍- I'm sure you've heard about the guys possibly not making it home for Christmas. In case they don't make it in time, want to come over? I have lots of hot chocolate and cookies ;)

Macee🎀- I'm hopeful they'll be back, but I just got off the phone with Logan and it doesn't sound promising. I would love to come over and spend Christmas with you though❤️

Y/n🤍- Awesome :) keep me updated if you hear anything, I'll do the same.

Macee🎀- Of course! love ya Y/n❤️

Y/n🤍- love you too Macee❤️

You shut your phone off and set it down on the couch, letting out a deep sigh. You’re so glad the guys and everyone are OK, but the situation still sucks.

You decided to watch a movie as a distraction, hoping that maybe you’ll hear from Joe once the movie is over. You made yourself a cup of hot chocolate and curled up on the couch with a blanket draped over your legs. You turned on National Lampoons Christmas Vacation, a movie you’ve already watched about a dozen times since the start of December. It's your favorite and it never gets old. As the movie started, you let out a sigh as a you tucked your legs up onto the couch.

This was going to be one long night.

~time skip~

The ending credits of the movie began playing. You let out a sigh as you stood from the couch, tapping your phone screen to see that it was almost midnight and you still haven't heard from Joe since your phone call. You yawned as you picked up your coffee cup and walked into the kitchen. You rinsed the chocolate residue out of the bottom of the cup before placing it into the dishwasher. You started the dishwasher and as soon as the cycle started, you heard a noise coming from the front door. You cautiously walked out of the kitchen and into the open area between the kitchen and living room. The door swung open as you held your breath in anticipation.

Joe walked into the apartment, closing the door behind him and dropping his bags to the floor. He turned around, the light from the Christmas tree illuminating his face. A dark blonde curl had fallen against his forehead and he had bags under his tired blue eyes, clearly exhausted from the game and his flight home.

"Hey Y/n." He greeted, a small smile on his face as he saw you.

You ran up to Joe, instantly wrapping your arms around his body. He seemed taken aback at first, but he eventually hugged back, pulling you close to his body. Your delicate hands rested on his shoulder blades as his were wrapped firmly around your waist. He laid his cheek on your head as you let your right cheek lay against his firm chest. You stayed in each other’s embrace for a moment before you pulled away from him and looked up at him, smiling softly.

"I'm glad you're home."

"I'm glad I'm home too." He said, voice just above a whisper, "I didn't think we were going to make it in time."

"Well, I'm glad you did."

You and Joe stood in silence, one of his hands still placed gently on your waist. You looked into each others eyes, his blue eyed gaze intense. You gulped as you looked into his eyes. You reached out for his hand, holding it in yours as both of you started to lean in close to each other. It was definitely a heat of the moment type of thing...

Just as you were inches from each other, Joes stomach growled loudly, causing both of you to step back from eachother. You laughed as his eyes widened and his lips formed in a straight line. Something always had to ruin the moment...he thought.

"You must be starving!" you exclaimed, walking into the kitchen and realizing he hadn't eaten anything since probably this morning before his game earlier.

He chuckled and followed you into the kitchen, "That obvious, huh?"

You smiled and opened the fridge, looking to see what you had.

"I can cook this fresh chicken for you? or warm up leftovers?" you said, holding up both options for him.

"Leftovers are fine."

"You sure? I don't mind cooking."

Joe chuckled, "Y/n, it is," he looked at his phone, "eleven fifty at night. You don't need to cook chicken for me."

He leaned against the counter, pacing his hands on the edge of the marble countertop. The veins in his arms and hands extremely prominent in that very moment.

"I'll just make something in the morning."

"At least warm something up."

"Y/n, I'm fine, seriously."

"Your stomach says otherwise."

Joe rolled his eyes and pushed himself off the counter. He pulled the leftover barbecue chicken out from the fridge, putting it into the microwave and warming it up.

"There. Are you happy?"

You nodded, "Very."

He shook his head and chuckled as he grabbed a plate and some silverware. Once the chicken was warmed to his liking, he put it on the plate and began eating. After he took a few bites he looked up at you as you let out a yawn.

"You don't have to stay up with me. Go to sleep."

You shook your head, "S'okay. It's almost midnight, I have to stay up just a little longer."

He smiled and went back to eating his late dinner, thankful for the company even if he wouldn't admit it. Joe finished up his dinner fairly quickly. He was washing his plate off in the sink when you looked at the microwave clock and saw that it was midnight.

It was finally Christmas day.

"Merry Christmas Joe."

"Merry Christmas Y/n."

You each gave each other warm smiles as you bid farewell for the night, heading to bed to get some sleep before waking up in the morning to celebrate your favorite holiday together.

~about 9 hours later~

You woke up from your peaceful sleep to the wonderful smell of coffee.

In your opinion, that’s a great way to wake up. Especially on Christmas morning. You got out of bed and put on a black bengals sweatshirt you got from the boutique. It was a bit oversized, covering most of your flannel sleep shorts, but it was extremely comfortable and kept you warm, so you decided to wear it. You walked out of your bedroom and saw Joe in the kitchen, standing by the coffee maker and pouring each of you a cup of coffee. He turned around at the sound of your feet hitting the hardwood floor, smiling softly as he saw you walk towards him.

"Mornin," he greeted, handing you a cup of coffee. You chuckled as you saw his outfit. He was wearing his Krusty Krab sweatshirt and gray sweatpants. Two of his favorite clothing items.

You thanked him for the coffee and set the cup down on the counter.

"I couldn't remember which creamer you liked." He said as he shut the fridge door.

You grabbed the peppermint mocha coffee creamer and poured a decent amount into your coffee.

"I usually like vanilla, but," you held up the peppermint mocha creamer, "when this is in season, it's my favorite."

Joe nodded, taking a sip of his coffee, "Ah, I'll remember that for next time." He winked as he finished talking.

You let out a laugh as a small smile appeared on my face. If someone would have told you three months ago that Joe Burrow was this much of a sweetheart, you would have called them crazy.

You and Joe both went into the living room and sat on different ends of the couch, the two of you enjoying your coffee as you woke up. You looked outside and saw that there were a few snowflakes starting to fall.

You smiled as you watched the snow fall start to pick up. This would be your first Christmas with snow that you can actually remember.

"Look," you said pointing outside, "it's starting to snow."

Joe chuckled, "Yeah. This your first white Christmas?"

You shook your head, turning to look at him as you spoke, "No. Well, kind of."

He furrowed his eyebrows, "Kind of?"

"It's the first one I can remember. The last white Christmas I had was in Colorado and I was two, so I don't even remember it."

Joe nodded, "Well, if you stay in Cincinnati you'll get a White Christmas almost every year."

You smiled , "Good to know."

There's many reasons why you plan on staying in Cincinnati, but you’ll get into those another day. You’ll be sure to add snow on Christmas to the list.

You and Joe finished up your coffee and continued to make small talk before Joe set his coffee cup down and got up from the couch, telling you he'd be right back. You watched with a perplexed look as he walked out of the living room and into his bedroom. He came back out only a few seconds later. In his right hand was a small rectangular box wrapped in red wrapping paper with a gold bow in the middle. He handed the box to you as he walked by before he sat back down on the couch.

You and Joe both agreed to get each other something for Christmas. You told him he didn't have to get you anything but he insisted. You didn't want him to spend any money on you, even though you spent quite a bit on his gift. Speaking of Joe's gift, you went to grab his from your room as soon as he sat back down on the couch. You handed him a box about the same size as the one he gave you, wrapped with the exact same paper and bow.

Joe chuckled as he looked at the present you handed him, "Did we get each other the same thing?"

You shrugged, smirking playfully at him, "I guess we'll have to find out."

He smirked, gesturing to the gift in your hand, "Ladies first."

You smiled and looked down at the gift. You carefully ripped away at the wrapping paper, eyes snapping up at Joe and mouth gaping open as you saw what the box said.

Cartier.

"Joe, I-."

He cut you off, "I know what you're going to say, just, open it."

You opened the box cautiously. You’d never gotten something like this before. You looked up at Joe, letting out a surprised laugh as you saw what the box was containing.

Cartier glasses. Not just any pair though, they’re the exact same pair that Joe owns.

"Joe these are amazing," you grinned, carefully picking up the glasses from the case, "but you seriously didn't have to get these for me. I don't even want to know what you spent on these."

Joe chuckled, "Im glad you like 'em. Don't worry about how much I spent, it doesn't matter. I wanted to get you something nice."

You smiled sincerely, "Thank you so much Joe." you leaned over on the couch and wrapped your arms around him, pulling him in for a hug. He smiled and wrapped his arms around you, squeezing you gently before both of you pulled away. You felt weird as you pulled away from him and looked into his eyes.

You almost felt like you had butterflies?

You shrugged the feeling off and put the glasses on.

"How do I look?"

Joe was beaming with joy as he saw you put the glasses on.

"You look good, Y/n."

"Now all I need is a sherpa jacket and a J B nine iced out necklace." you said with a wink.

Joe chuckled, "I think I can arrange that."

You laughed and took the glasses off of your face, putting them back into the case. You looked at Joe and clapped your hands together, "Okay, your turn."

He smiled and began to unwrap his gift.

"Now before you look inside, I don't know if you have one, but I got a some help from Ja'Marr..."

Joe pulled the jewelry box out of the wrapping paper and carefully took the top off. He grinned as he looked at the necklace.

"Y/n I love it."

You smiled, "Good. I wasn't sure if you had one or not."

He shook his head, "I don't-well I do now."

You wanted to get Joe something special for Christmas as a thank you for being a good roommate and for staying with you on Christmas day. He didn't have to stay with you, but he did. And you really appreciate that.❤️ So you had Ja'Marr help give you some ideas of what to get Joe and the two of you decided on a necklace that had a large number nine covered in diamonds.

He took the necklace out, veiny hands caressing the diamonds that covered the number nine. He looked up at you and smiled widely as he said, "It's perfect. I love it."

"I'm glad." you smiled, "because it took an arm and a leg to pay for that thing." you chuckled as you continued, "No, it actually wasn't that bad. Ja'Marr helped me pay for it too."

"You didn't have to do this for me Y/n." Joe said, "but I really do love it."

"Yes I did. You deserve it. Thank you for being a good roommate Joe," you smiled, "I wouldn't want to be stuck with anyone else for a whole year."

Joe chuckled, a slight blush appearing on his cheeks as you said those words.

"Well I'm glad you feel that way. Feelings are mutual."

"Good." you said, chuckling softly.

Joe opened his mouth like he was going to say something, but he closed his mouth just as quick as he opened it. He just sighed and looked at you with a soft smile.

"What?" you asked, my voice soft as I spoke.

He shook his head, "Nothing. I just," he bit his lip before he said, "I'm glad I get to spend Christmas with you is all.”

A blush rose to your cheeks as you smiled at Joe. Those butterflies you felt earlier started to come back as you looked into his soft blue eyes. Something about Joe in this moment made him seem so dreamy to you...

Your eyes flickered down to his lips. So many unspoken words shared between you by just one look. But you know you can't act on them.

Joe is just your roommate, and friend of course. But nothing more. No matter what you may be feeling for him, you can't act on them. Besides, he could have any girl in the world. Why would he want you? You’re just his roommate. You thought.

Joe got up from the couch, you, doing the same. You hugged each other, thanking one another for the gifts. Joe pulled away, and smiled down at you.

"The offer still stands y'know, coming with me to my family Christmas."

You smiled up at him, shaking your head as you said, "It's alright. You go be with your family, you need some time to yourself with them."

His smile faltered slightly, “Okay."

"I appreciate the offer though."

He nodded, giving you a sincere smile, "Of course. Now, how about some breakfast?"

You smiled, "Sounds good to me."

The two of you went into the kitchen and prepared breakfast. Joe making both of you an omelette with turkey bacon. As he was making breakfast, you made more coffee. The two of you enjoyed your breakfast and coffee together, making small conversation about how to spend the rest of the day as you ate.

After breakfast, you called your parents and wished them a Merry Christmas. It was weird not being in Arizona with your parents for the holidays, but, you’re thankful you were able to spend it with someone as great as Joe. After calling family, you and Joe decided to take showers—separate showers, that is. And then get back into your comfy clothes and watch your favorite Christmas movies all day, taking the occasional break to make the remainder of the Christmas cookies left in the freezer.

Christmas with Joe was truly something special. You don't know if you’ll ever get to experience another one like this one, but you hope you will again someday.

A FEW DAYS LATER…

Joe's Pov:

I walked into the apartment and let out the breath I felt like I was holding the whole ride home from Athens.

I had just gotten back to Cincinnati after my visit back home to Athens, where I celebrated Christmas with my family. It was a very nice couple of days, getting to see my family and celebrate the holidays with them was wonderful. Even if I see my mom and dad almost every Sunday we have a home game, it's still nice to see them, especially at my childhood home.

As I was back home for those couple days, I talked to my parents about my living situation. They knew I had a roommate, but they didn't know I had Y/n as a roommate. I had nothing but good things to tell them about her. I told them a little bit about Y/n and I showed some pictures to my mom, who of course had to go on and on about how beautiful she is. And when I agreed with her...well...that's what got me into the situation I'm currently in right now.

I told my mom about the feelings I have for Y/n. She was beaming with excitement as she heard me talk about Y/n and how much she means to me. She even went on to say she hasn't seen me this happy in quite a while.

And after I ranted to my mom about everything I feel about Y/n, she gave me some advice. Not much though, she kept it straightforward and simple.

She told me to tell Y/n that I have feelings for her.

And that's exactly what I plan to on doing once I get up to the apartment.

I turned my car off and stepped out, taking a deep breath as I walked up the stairs and down the hallway to apartment B30. I set my suitcase to the side and got my keys out of my pocket, unlocking the door. As I walked into the apartment I started to give myself a pep talk, hype myself up a bit before I gave her my "speech".

Come on Joe, you can do it. Just tell her you love her. WAIT NO-. Don't say you love her. Just be honest and tell her you like her, a lot. A lot more than you should and you'd love to see where things go if she's willing to do the same...yeah? Yeah, yeah that's good.

I was about to call out for Y/n when the sound of her soft voice coming from her bedroom stopped me.

"It was great, Macee. Seriously."

She must be on the phone with Macee. I stepped further into the apartment, careful not to make too much noise. I didn't mean to eavesdrop on Y/n’s conversation, but I couldn't help myself. I heard Y/n laugh before she started talking again. It sounded like she had a smile on her face as she spoke.

"His name is Jake. Yeah, we did go there. It was really nice."

Jake? Who's Jake? I furrowed my eyebrows as I continued to listen, curious to find out who Jake is.

"He actually asked me out on another date."

Oh no...

"I said yes."

I closed my eyes and threw my head back in defeat.

"I feel really good about him Macee. I really like him."

I felt my heart drop to the pit of my stomach. It felt like someone was ripping my heart out as I heard those words leave her mouth: I really like him.

There goes my plan of confessing to Y/n.

I frowned and let out a sigh as I picked up my suitcase and went into my bedroom. It may sound dramatic, but I haven't felt defeated like this since we lost the Super Bowl. Y/n just means so much to me and I want to be able to tell her that. But I can't now.

She's happy with someone else.

I cant help but think, maybe if she would have gone to Athens with me the situation would be much different. She would have been with me and not on some date with this Jake guy—who I have a feeling I'll be seeing a lot of if their next date goes well.

Maybe if she had gone to Athens with me, we would be coming back home to our apartment together as a couple. But we can't think about the "maybes" and the "what ifs" can we?

This Christmas was one I never want to forget. I loved the company I was surrounded with and I appreciated all of the thoughtful gifts everyone gave me.

But the one thing, the one thing I truly wanted was Y/n. I wanted to be able to tell her how I feel and now that chance, that may have been my only chance, is gone.

All I wanted for Christmas was her...

hey loves!!!

so this was kind of trash, BUT i just needed to finish it and get it updated for all of you :)

but AHHHH the ending, poor joe :( he just can't catch a break. BUT you and Joe hugged for the first time , how sweet! AND we got another almost kiss👀

i know we want to see it happen, but i cant let y’all kiss just yet. but trust me, it's worth the wait ;)

also, i got very carried away with this chapter, haha! so i apologize for how long it is. i just kept getting so many ideas for it and you know how i am, once i get an idea i just go with it, even if it's super random lol

i hope everyone enjoyed this chapter!! we’re getting super close to the part you have all been waiting for… ;)

i'll be posting more soon. thank you so much for all of your continued love and support on this book. your comments keep me motivated to write, so thank you🤍

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#joe burrow #joe burrow x reader #joe burrow x y/n #joe burrow x you #nfl imagines #imagines #welcome to the jungle

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a fic based off the song he’s mine by mokenstef?

a.n. i’ve had this song stuck in my head ever since i saw this request. i think i’ve annoyed everyone around me with it haha anyway, i hope you like it! mwah 🤍☺️

sorry but he’s mine || vinnie hacker x reader

after close to a year of being together, you and vinnie finally became public. while some fans were extremely happy for you both, having speculated that you two had been together way before you announced it. others were not too thrilled to see the internet’s boyfriend officially taken of the market.

having been in the public eye for quite some time, you were used to all the hate that came along with it. so the abundance of rude comments that surfaced from the news of your relationship didn’t faze you much. you typically ignored the comment section all together, not even taking note of what a bunch of strangers had to say about you.

what you did notice, however, was the surge of posts, ranging from tiktok videos to twitter threads, showing supposed screenshots of dm’s and text messages between vinnie and the girls who post it.

you mainly ignored them, knowing they were all fake and made by some jealous fans trying to break you and vinnie up.

it was quite sad, you thought, how far these people would go just to ruin a relationship between two people so clearly in love.

but it didn’t really bother you all that much. these girls could muster up all the fake conversations they wanted, at the end of day vinnie was yours, and a silly little post was going to change that.

it wasn’t until you were scrolling through your fyp one afternoon and saw a video of a girl you knew vinnie had a past with trying to make it seem like he was still in love with her, that you got slightly more agitated.

really? now one of his little ex flings not even girlfriend, is trying to break y’all up. when was it going to end? you thought to yourself. can’t these people just let us be happy.

you never wanted to respond publicly to any of the hate, knowing it would just add to the fire, but now you were feeling petty.

vinnie told you all about how horribly this girl treated him, like he was some prize for her use and exploit. how she tried to ruin his career after he finally found the courage to end things with her. and how she continued to harass him months after things were done between them.

with that being said, you were not going to let her get away with the tiktok she made full of lies. especially after reading the plethora of comments believing and supporting her. oh hell no.

one thing about you, is you were protective of the people you loved, especially your boyfriend.

you wanted your response to be subtle. you were a classy bitch after all. you didn’t want to call her out directly, but you wanted to send a message. vinnie is yours and will forever be yours, no matter how hard she tried to split you up.

later that night, vinnie returned from the warehouse looking mighty fine in his wife beater and grey sweats. you were instantly on top of him, telling him how good he looked and how much you missed him.

things escalated quickly from there, i mean you couldn’t help it your boyfriend was hot. and an hour and multiple rounds later you laid in bed exhausted and sore.

you were ready to fall asleep, but before you did, you grabbed your phone, pulling up the tiktok app to begin recording a video.

the video showed you and vinnie in bed with nothing but the sheets covering you. you both looked sweaty with messy hair and tired eyes, clearly fucked out. you began lip-syncing to the song that played in the background as vinnie cuddled closer to you, placing a kiss to your neck.

he’s mine.

you may of had him once,

but i got him all the time.

as soon as the you finished recording, you immediately posted it, not bothering to add a caption.

that should get the message across.

#vinnie hacker #vinnie hacker fluff #vinnie hacker x you #vinnie hacker x y/n #vinnie hacker blurb #vinnie hacker fanfic #vinnie hacker imagine #vinnie hacker x reader

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afro-hispwriter · 5 months

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Maximoff?(2)

Peter Maximoff x reader(main)

Wanda Maximoff x reader(past)

Warnings- y/n has dark humor, the Avengers, Thanos and the blip, Phoenix Force!reader but she doesn't know that yet;), Vision slander, semi-slow burn

Italics- past

Bold- telepathy

Part 2 of “Maximoff?”

a/n-the part 2 nobody asked for

"Hi, I'm Y/n L/n, your favorite telepathic superhero or not. I mean, I should be because I am helping clean up the mess Thanos made while the Avengers go in their depressive little hole and think about their failure." You press your lips together and shake your head. "We should really start hating them more, they really don't fix the cities they destroy. And guess who has to clean it up? Me, people from Stark Industries, and volunteers." You point behind you.

"Haha, aren't you an avenger?" The interviewer asks awkwardly.

"No I'm not an avenger, they just want me as a weapon. To do what they can't." You crossed your arms and shrugged. "You know I offered to destroy the soul stone but my ex-girlfriend decided that her red airhead boyfriend that came out of a refrigerator was more important."

"You sound a little hurt at talking about Wanda and Vision, did it hurt when she left you and does it hurt that she's probably gone forever?" You cocked your head to the side.

"Not anymore, it's been 2 years since the whole Sokovia accords thing, and I am definitely over her. And she always talked about her dead family, guess now she gets to see them. As does everyone who disappeared." You laughed awkwardly before face-palming. "Sorry, Sorry."

Swoosh

The chatter behind you became distorted before slowing down to a complete stop. You looked around confused and everyone was moving very slowly. You looked back at the interviewer and the cameraman and their eyelids were still in the process of a blink.

"I didn't do this." You say and press your lips together. But out of the corner of your eye, you saw someone walking around normally. He had silver hair, wore a Nirvana t-shirt, jean jacket, and some tight jeans(that made his ass look great). He turned around and you locked eyes making him stop, suddenly a goofy smile appeared on him before his eyes widened in shock at the realization that you were looking at him.

Who are you? You ask him through your mind and he looks at you confused, still trying to grasp whatever was happening. Before he could open his mouth you sent him flying back, stopping whatever he was doing. Everyone started moving again and you made your way to the man.

"Everyone take a break." You say and the people around you stopped moving completely. I stopped in front of him and placed my hands on my hips. "Who are you?"

"You're a mutant?" He asks you to curve an eyebrow. People have called you a monster, criminal, a weirdo. But never a mutant. You rolled your eyes.

"Excuse me?" You passed and searched his head. "Peter Maximoff wait- Peter Maximoff? Maximoff!?"

“Maxi- I never told you my name." He says and he sits up. You didn't answer at first, but your heart started racing.

"Wanda all those people dying wasn't your fault." You tell her as you passed your fingers through her hair.

"They certainly think so." She says as she watched the news. You shook your head and grabbed the remote and shut it off.

"You were protecting cap, that's all that matters." She just shrugged and started to bite her nails. Suddenly Vison fazed through the wall and you and Wanda untangled from each other.

"Vis we talked about this," Wanda says with a sympathetic look on her face. Your eyes widen and you scoff.

"Talked about this, so he's done it before. Creep." You sneered and Vison stammered. "Get out." You had said through your teeth, Vison winced and pressed his thumb and index finger into his head. The stone in his forehead felt like it was throbbing.

"Just came to say Mr. Stark is here with a guest." He says and instantly walks out, out the door this time.

"Why do you hate him so much?" Wanda asked you.

"He's bad news Wanda, that stone in his head is bad news. I can feel something bad will happen."

"Doesn't mean you get to control him. You promised you wouldn't control or get in the heads of us or me." She grabbed your hand and entwined your fingers. You sighed and nodded.

"I know I just, I feel like whatever is inside of me is starting to break free, and I can't control it."

"I know the feeling." She says and kissed your cheek.

A small smile came to your face at the memory.

"Have you seriously not caught on that I can read your mind and control others?" You answer him and gestured to the people around. He opened his mouth to say something but just fumbled with the words and just shrugged. "Who do you work for? Thanos?" He looks at you in confusion.

"T-Thanos who is that? I mean I've heard the name because my friend Wade calls this other dude, Cable, Thanos but no I don't know who Thanos is. Sorry, I'm rambling." He says and stands up. You nodded and turned away from him. He was telling the truth, but you needed to know more. So you flicked your hand everyone started moving again and started walking away.

"Follow me Maximoff, you have some explaining to do." You say and Peter doesn't hesitate to follow.

"You have a Lamborgini?" He questions as you walk up to the black shiny car.

"I have a rich friend. Get in." You say and unlock it. Peter pops the door open and the door lifts up. The face he gave was as if the most amazing thing just happened. Once you both were sitting in the car and the doors closed and you started driving you started asking Peter more questions.

"So you're from another Earth?"

"I guess, but I didn't know there were other earths."

"Felt that, but I've learned were not alone." You say with a slight gloom in your voice.

"You sound like you've seen it first hand?"

"I have, and part of that is the reason why everything looks destroyed."

"By Thanos?"

"Yeah, with a snap of his fingers, half the population disappeared and you can guess how that went. People disappearing while driving, flying planes."

"Where were you while Thanos was doing all this." You let out a chuckle

"On vacation. It wasn't until everyone around me was disappearing that I knew something was wrong. Now I'm out here going around and helping rebuild, because I know damn well the Avengers won't do it themselves, they're too busy dwelling on their loss to help the ones still here."

"I'm sorry the Avengers?" Peter asks in pure confusion.

"Earth's mightiest heroes?"

"Oh, so like the X-men. At least that's what we are called where I am from."

"Nice." You say and you fall into an awkward silence. Peter's eyes ran around the entire car. It was so nice and clean.

"So where are we going?"

"Headquarters."

The way Peters's eyes lit up and his jaw slacked at seeing the building was adorable. He looked like a kid on Christmas.

“Here we are.” You say and park the car in your designated spot that had your last name. The doors opened and you stepped out. Peter again looked in awe and she stumbled out of the car. You were walking pretty fast and were almost at the building before Peter noticed. He zipped to you and almost knocked you over.

“Sorry babe, almost knocked you over there.” He says and patted your shoulder lightly. You whipped your head around and glared at him.

“Babe? I'm not you babe.” You say and Peter frowns.

“Sorry, I say that a lot.” You let out a hmph and opened the door. He followed you to the elevator and stepped inside. “How rich is your friend?”

“Pretty rich.” You smile at him and his nose twitches. The elevator dinged on your floor and you stepped out. “Hungry? Thirsty?”

“I can always eat.”

“What do you want?” You ask and you turn the corner into a kitchen.

“Got any Twinkies?” You didn’t respond just opened the pantry and looked around. Frowning at the sight of no Twinkies but settled on a box of brownies. “No Twinkies but I have brownies.”

“Oh, those are cool too.” He says but you can tell he was a little sad and probably needed something that made him happy after everything he has gone through.

“Okay.” You closed your eyes and smiled, then opened the box. In your hand was a wrapped-up brownie. Peter reached out for it but before his eyes, it started to change. It was so familiar to him, as he watched the brownie distort and then become a Twinkie. It suddenly clicked.

“My friend Jean used to be able to do that.” He says and he frowns. You knew when to respect people’s privacy, so you wouldn’t pry on your own. Peter noticed your silence and cleared his throat. “Is it safe to eat?”

“Yeah.” You say and hand it to him. He opened the plastic wrapping and grabbed it. “I guess we should find out how to get you back, your people are probably worried.”

“Yeah probably. But I'm not rushing.” He says and smiles up at you, a slight twinkle in his chocolate eyes. You looked down away from his gaze and felt yourself warm up.

“My friend, Bruce-.” You were cut off by Natasha walking in the kitchen. She stopped at seeing you weren’t alone but chose to ignore it and ask you about it later since her news was urgent. “Nat? Everything okay?”

“We got a hit on Thanos.”

#peter maximoff x reader #evan peters x reader #wanda maximoff x reader

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alexdelray1 · 7 months

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Hobie Brown x Reader

-Did you know there is a universe where Mary Jane died because she slept with Peter?- I tried to say it quietly to Hobie.

-What the hell?- Miles said. Most people in the room looked at me like I was a fish with legs except Miguel. He got used to my strange texts.

-Why are you staring at me like celebrity children at paparazzi? Do you know how many documents I see here every day about strange deaths of Spider-men and girls? You don't know how to joke. - I said and sipped my coffee. I sat down at my desk.

I'm Reader Acker. I have no powers and I am not the mastermind behind the operation. I'm Miguel's secretary. And you will think. Why does Miguel need a secretary when he has Layla? All things, documents and morning coffee for Miguel are not just about technology. I had a shitty life without a job, so when I discovered that our dear hero needed a secretary who would keep the secrets of the multiverse and other boring things, I immediately agreed. And you will once again ask how such a great mind as me got into such a position. Others did not see my genius in sarcasm, shit talking and gossip, but for our Migueś it was enough that I would work here for a long time and that I did not want to open up to people.

My desk is so comfortable. Ahhh. If I stay sober for a few more days, maybe I'll get a raise. I will buy a new expansion pack for The Sims 4.

-Reader!- Miles ran to my desk.

-Hello, Miles. What do you want? Love advice or a book called 'How to cope with Uncle Ben's death'? - I asked, smiling.

-I need documents about my earth.- he said, shaking.

-Relax. And what number is it? - I asked, looking for documents in the locker.

-1610. Thank you for your help.- he said. I slowly handed him his documents and took them at the last second.

-Hahaha! I was just making fun of you! Do you seriously think I'll give you these important documents for any reason? Haha! - I laughed and he crossed his arms.

-Please, Reader. I need it! - he begged me.

-And I need Pedro Pascal in my bed. We both can't have what we want. - I said, raising my arms.

-I'll get you a date with Hobie. - Desperate Miles suggested it to me.

-Yeah! Now we're talking seriously! Tell Hobie that there's a horny, sexy chick with big bimbos sitting at my desk who was asking about him. - I said and gave him these documents.

-But that would be a bit untrue.- said Miles, holding the briefcase. I stood up and put my finger to his mouth.

-Shhhhhh. You have a briefcase, so I have a figurine of Hobie's ex-girlfriend. Only better. Now go tell the news! - I almost slapped him on the butt, pushing him to the door.

-It's illegal!- he said, walking to the door.

-And what happened when your mother did that to you? Exactly. You see, I'm not getting any younger. Poor old Reader wants to know what it's like to experience another tsunami of excitement! - I said.

-You're 19 years old, Miles commented.

-So, go grab your pacifier and tell Hobie that I'm waiting for him here. - I looked in the mirror.

-But should I tell him that this sexy girl with bimbos is waiting for him, or are you? Because, you know, they're completely different people. - Miles joked.

-You know what? It's obvious that you have some kind of ADHD if you can't handle such an easy task. Just tell him I'm waiting for him here. - I said, waving my hand.

-But you can call him here yourself.- he said.

-Miles. Tell me. What's the point of me taking the first step into something that doesn't have a bed scene in it? Exactly. And now I say goodbye! - I said and Miles ran out of my office.

Where is Hobie? It's already been 10 minutes and he can come here in 2 seconds. What if he doesn't think I'm interesting enough for him? Or maybe that damn Miles didn't tell him? I will kill and crush! Wait! My watch, I forgot about it.

-Reader! 5 minutes ago there was a call for all Spider-men and women to catch Miles! - said Layla as I turned on the watch and put it on my wrist.

-That's bad…- I commented.

-Miles somehow found the code from the machine and is now in another universe! And you are the only person who knows and has all these codes… - said Layla suspiciously.

-Oh shit.- I said. I took a rope from the ceiling with a 'people holder' (I don't know how to spell it) and attached myself to it.

-Reader what are you doing?- Layla asked.

-Layla I knew it would come one day so this is my little insurance policy against such an event. I'm going on vacation until Miguel calms down and stops thinking that his canon moment is to kill me.- I said. I jumped out the window and started climbing down the building, attached to a rope.

-I'm sorry, Reader. We've got your locatio-- before Layla could finish, I took off my watch and thrown it off.

-I'm sorry, Layla.- I said and started lowering myself on the rope.

Suddenly the rope stopped working.

-What is it?- I looked up. Oh fuck. Pissed off, Miguel started pulling the rope up with me without trying too hard.

-Oh shit.- I said to myself. I looked down. I saw a portal opening several meters below me.

I looked up at the angry Miguel who had the usual 'Don't even think about it' written in his eyes.

-Adios tio!- I shouted and unfastened myself from the rope. I landed in another universe, or rather in someone's arms. I opened my eyes and…

-Hobie!- I shouted with joy.

-I wouldn't leave you to your fate for this fascist.-

Sorry, I haven't checked it, so there may be some mistakes or something.

#spider verse #x reader #across the spiderverse #fem reader #spiderman #hobie x reader #spiderpunk x reader #hobie x y/n #hobie x you

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lexusiswriting · 1 month

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A love you deserve (Ricky Olson) - Part 5 of ? - 18+

Hi guys!

This part is a little different and a little spicier (at least I hope it is) and I want to say sorry in advance if it's not good, because I rarely write this kind of scenes, but I thought they were important to the story. So I hope it will not be that bad, haha.

Warnings: language, 18+.

Taggs: @multifandomcrackhead, @nicelittlenightmares, @roll-tide-babe89, @skulliecadaver-blog, @21-century-tae, @melissa-anderson, @abiomens, @w743, @insanitywulf

Requests: OPEN.

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The next 3 weeks went by very quickly. Having to perform nearly every day, helping around with the merch and preparing the international tour were no easy tasks. But they kept me going and helped me forget what happened. Our manager changed the program of our band in Warped Tour, making sure I will not see Ben at all, which was very sweet of him.

We had fun parts as well, every band having a party in their bus from time to time. Tonight we were going to be the hosts, but thankfully the guys had the task to buy everything we needed. I was left to clean a little bit, even though the place will look even dirtier than it did before.

I took a little break when I heard the phone. It was a message from Ricky:

~ What time should I be there? Maybe you need an extra hand. ~

~ See you at 8. ~

That’s one thing that changed. Ricky and I got closer these past weeks. We helped each other to feel better and I think both of us did a good job. All I can say, Chris is a little jealous over our bonding.

_______________________________

After a little chatting with our friends from Sleeping with Sirens, Black Veil Brides, All Time Low and many more, everyone wanted to play our favourite game: truth or dare with shots. Tonight I was glad to not be the only girl, as some of their girlfriends came to visit them. I usually have a drink or two before this game, to be ready for what it will come, which I did while Ricky was helping me.

The first one to go was Jack Barakat.

“Kellin, truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

“Boring, but let’s see. Is it truth that you use lube to make your hair look greasy?”

Okay, so it was that kind of night. Seth chose dare and had to show us his favourite position, the twist was to show what the girl will do. Chris dared Alex to moan every time he had to say something for the entire game. Then it was Justin’s turn to ask me.

“Lexus, truth or dare?”

“I’ll say truth.”

“Between Andy and Chris, who would you choose to have a one night stand with?”

“Andy, of course. Chris is like my brother.”

After I answered, I saw that my glass was empty. The whisky bottle was closer to Ricky and when I was about to ask him for it, I saw his face. Furious will be an understanding. I took my phone out, planning to send him a message. When I was about to send it I heard him say:

“Continue without me, I’m going to smoke.”

That was odd, he liked this game. I sat there for a couple of minutes when I decided to go after him. Maybe his ex-girlfriend tried to contact him or something. I don’t know what could upset him this much.

He was not next to the bus, where I thought he would be. Looking around I spotted him at the exact same table where we shared our first moment.

“Ricky, are you okay?”

“Just leave me alone, go back inside.”

That was new and weird. I never thought he will ever speak like that to me.

“I won’t. I’ll stay here with you until you say what’s wrong.”

He started laughing. But it was not that kind of laugh when you hear something funny. It was a nervous one when you try not to let out what was inside.

“Let’s just say it’s my fault. I’m stupid and I should’ve not made a scene. It’s that alright for you?”

“It doesn’t make any sense.”

“Then go with Andy, maybe sleeping with him will make more sense.”

I was shocked. From everything I thought he will say, that was not on the list. The only question my brain could produce at that moment was:

“Are you jealous, Ricky?”

“Let’s just change the subject.”

“No, answer me. Now.”

He looked into my eyes, trying to find something in them. Maybe he was thinking of an answer, expecting to see my reaction in them before he would even say it.

“I like you, Lexus. Maybe I’m close to being in love with you, who knows? All I know for sure is that neither of us are ready for a relationship now.”

“Ricky… you are not the only one to feel this way.”

“It’s not a good idea and you know it. We will break each other’s heart.”

The silence took over our thoughts. What in reality were a couple of minutes of neither of us saying anything, felt like hours. Then I heard a small laugh escaping from his mouth.

“You know what stupid idea I had earlier? Maybe we can’t have a relationship, but we can have some fun together. I know what you’ll say, but…”

“Yes.” I interrupted him.

His eyes widened. I’m sure he thought I was joking and trying to make fun of him. But if that is the only way to get closer to him and to show him that we can be happily together, then so be it.

“Are you sure? I hope you know that means no strings attached, or love, or anything like that.”

“I know and I’m sure.”

He gave me one more look, making sure I was saying the truth. In the next second, I felt his lips on mine. He was kissing me like there was no tomorrow and I responded in the exact same way. We were both waiting for this for too long. We had to pull apart for a bit, to catch our breath. That’s when Ricky found the perfect timing for his next question.

“My bus is free. Do you want to go there for more… privacy?”

I didn’t expect it will happen that fast so all I did was to nod. He took my hand and lead the way.

“Look, if you do not feel comfortable now, we don’t have to do anything tonight. But we need to be careful, to keep this a secret.”

“I understand.”

A lot has happened in the past hour, so my answers were short and to the point. While we were walking to his bus, hand in hand, I was asking myself if this was actually a dream. On one hand it was a beautiful one, but on the other hand, not so great with having to keep it a secret and to “just have fun”.

Ricky opened the door for me, making sure there was no one around. After he got in, he decided to not waste anymore time. He pushed me to the wall and started to kiss me with such a passion that I’ve never experienced before. His hands wondered on my body carefully, knowing he didn’t have permission to do anything yet.

It felt so wrong but so right at the same time. He moved his lips to my neck and that’s when I realized how much I wanted him. I put my right hand on his cheek, guiding him to look me in the eyes.

“Stop teasing me, Ricky. I want you, now.”

“Are you sure?”

I pushed him on the couch to answer his question. When I took of my shirt he smirked and took my hand to pull me over him. He took care of my bra and I got his shirt off. Not having much control was not his style so he laid me down and he got on top of me. In a matter of seconds, we were both completely naked. While he was kissing down my neck, he pushed to fingers inside me.

“Now I can see how much you want this.”

It was at a slow pace, wanting me to beg for more. And that’s exactly what I did.

“Fuck me, Ricky. I can’t wait any longer.”

A moan escaped from my mouth when I felt him inside of me. This time he moved fast, making sure to hit the right spot every time. I tried to not make any noise but it was impossible, the pleasure took control over my body.

“Nobody can hear us. Scream my name as loud as you can.”

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marinerainbow · 7 months

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Moony I hope you are having an amazing amazing day ^^ And Op too!! Have an amazing amazing day.

Anyway- interview question 22- What's the easiest way to flirt with you? (: Haha XD

-👠🐊👠

Ah, an ask for Moony! The best boy deserves it ^^

Also... You want to know how to flirt with Moony that badly, huh? 😏

22. What’s the easiest way to flirt with you?

The wolf's fur bristled at that- though not in irritation, making him look even bigger than he already was. That same thick fur should have been able to hide his blush, but thanks to toon law, you could see the pink tinge clear as day, "Flirt? Ah-ha- why do you wanna know, ma'am?"

When you explained why, the 'big and bad' wolf looked more bashful. Not on the same level as his ex-girlfriend, you noted. But noticeable nonetheless, "Huh. Didn't think anybody would say all that about me from a first meeting... You haven't been stalking me, have 'ya?"

He laughed a little at his own joke, waving a dismissive hand, "Nah, nah. I'm just kidding. Well..." Man, where was he supposed to start? How do you tell a stranger how you liked to be flirted with? Wait, was this you trying to make a move on him? No, he should get that thought out of his head. Even if you did look sweet, "I guess the easiest way to get to me is just... Being cute in general. I've got a soft spot for adorable little guys-"

As if to confirm, a tiny, cute, fluffy white head poked out of Moony's jacket pocket. The actual rabbit sniffed at the air before looking straight at you, and squeaking. The large toons' ears twitched before he looked down, and then he softly laughed before gently petting the rabbit's head with a single clawed digit. His tail started to wag when the rabbit purred and leaned into his paw, "See? I can't even leave my baby back home. When I'm not working, at least. I'm weak for soft cuties... Kinda like you."

He wasn't sure if you were trying to spark something between you two. But even if you weren't, a little compliment never hurt anybody. As long as you weren't scared by it, of course.

(I couldn't NOT answer this ask without involving Cake! It would be a crime if I did!)

#decided to go just a biiitt more specific in how Moony addresses you since he is- in your own words #✨️huaband material✨️#you're welcome ;) XD #(in all seriousness im so flattered you like Moony this much!!! ive gotta tell you more of my thought on him in DMs sometime)#asks #oc answers #my own OC's #Moony Wolf #WFRR #who framed roger rabbit #btw in case youre wondering how big/tall Moony is supposed to be- hes one of those animal toons who have human height #like Tex Avery's wolf being eye level with Red #his exact height im not sure- but definitely at least double the height of Poppy and the weasels #maybe a bit taller than Jessica? she was pretty tall though. or Eddie is just a short man #also his text is red because im thinking maybe his pupils turn red when raging? or he wears more red clothes? either way red is involved #somewhere in his design

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x-xsunlightx-x · 2 years

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Can I request Gun new gf meeting his ex gf who broke up with him in Shattered >:)

Thank you<33

Thanks for the req 💜

yall just want to see him suffer for some reason 😭

∆ You should have known the girl in the book store looked familiar

∆ Gun already told you he wasn't proud of his past relationship ، thank God you were actually aware of his illegal activities before you both dated

∆ the only reason you know how his ex girlfriend look like is because goo keep showing you her pictures with gun, just to make you jealous

∆ but unfortunately, you don't get jealous easily

∆ You tried talking to her multiple times but you just can't find the right time for some reason

∆ but today was different

∆ you and her were the only people in the book store and she didn't come with anyone

∆ You are actually afraid she may get mad if she knew you were Gun new girlfriend

∆ but you still decided to give it a try

∆ you don't even know what both of you will talk about

∆ but part of you Wanted to make her know that gun regrets what he did

∆ And you don't mind making new friends

∆ " hey"

∆ " hi? "

∆ " haha I just wanted to tell you, you're really pretty "

∆ " Thank you . I appreciate it "

∆ and just like that she went back to her book

∆ ...

∆ " Actually, I wanted to talk to you about something -"

∆ " You don't have to be gun lawyer, you know ? "

∆ " huh-"

∆ " That blonde freak keep sending me pictures of you and gun from multiple numbers so I assumed you are his new girlfriend "

∆ Fucking goo

∆ " You are probably here to let me know he regrets it , but I don't care "

∆ Its like she's a mind reader

∆ you were about to say something

∆ but She gets up while taking her book with her

∆ " Wait-"

∆ Slam

∆ ...

∆ maybe you didn't succeed this time , but you are definitely trying again tomorrow

#lookism #lookism x reader #lookism gun #lookism goo #i hope u didn't actually expect me to make them fight 😭

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zeldaelmo · 1 year

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I'm very happy with this one! Losely inspired by Pokemon Go, obviously.😅

A Rare Find

Frowning, Link raised his gaze skywards and held his palm out. Thousands of tiny ice particles hit him. Was it snow? Or hail? He could hardly see it, but the humming resonating from the surfaces of the street he walked down was telling enough.

He stepped into the shelter of a front door bordering at the pavement, shaking his beanie hat out. Hm. Snow? Frozen rain? In any case, it was precipitation and that meant…

He pulled his phone out, tapped his Korok-Go app, and opened the map. Tingle-Alley. Was it here… yes! There, a rattling leaf on his screen! Oh, he was a lucky bastard tonight! He had tried to find this Korok for ages! The little diva was one of those who only appeared in rainy weather and as luck would have it, Link hadn't been around then. But today was the day! Haha!

Determined, Link pulled his beanie onto his head and marched off. Two blocks? That was nothing for a rain-Korok. He had climbed cliffs and crossed rivers on fallen tree trunks for less rare finds.

At the parking lot in question, he shielded his screen from the still-pouring hail and adjusted his headphones. Slowly, he walked around, eyes hefted on the screen and ears attentive to the typical rattle the app made when he was close to a Korok. How was he supposed to hear anything when someone blasted music through the whole block that even his headphones wouldn’t filter out? Wait, there, a distant wooden chime. It must be over there… maybe behind the — ouch!

What the…? Link rubbed his calf, cursing quietly. He needed to be more careful, he was already like one of those phone-addicted teenagers and stumbled over— yeah, what exactly?

Oh, good Goddess, a girl. And a pretty one on top of that.

She looked at him with wide eyes, clearly expecting nobody with her on this empty backside of a… what was it? Uh, some kind of party location? He took his headphones off. Colorful light flashed through the open door behind her and loud music shook the windows. No wonder he had hardly heard the wooden rattle.

"Hey," he started. "Um, sorry for stumbling into you. I didn't pay attention because I… well." He lifted his phone, the heat of his cheeks mingling with the cold of the evening. "I've been looking for a Korok. It's a game, Korok-go—"

"Me too."

What? She sat on the steps of the emergency exit, no phone in sight.

"Yeah? You don't look like, I mean, it's nothing of my concern, of course." He patted snow out of his beanie and slipped his phone back into his pocket. "Sorry again."

She still stared. "What did you say?"

"That I'm sorry?" Link frowned. She didn't even have a winter jacket, just boots, a dress, and a cardigan. "Are you okay? I don't want to pry, but I couldn't help but notice that you are hardly dressed for Korok hunting."

She sighed deeply, her breath forming a white cloud in front of her face. "Mostly okay. And no, I haven't been Korok hunting. Not now, at least." She stood up, brushing her glittering dress. "I should go back in. Go find your Korok. Which one was it, anyway?"

"A rainy one. I've been trying for one forever, but… if you need company for a moment, that's fine. I don't mind. I'm Link, by the way."

She hummed. "The rainy ones are hard to catch. Zelda, nice to meet you." She waved in the direction of the music. "I'm here for the party, but my ex just arrived, and—"

"Ah, a classic. Let me guess, he also brought his new girlfriend."

Zelda narrowed her eyes at him, shivering. "Are you making fun of me?"

"No, not at all. I've been there, believe me."

She shifted her weight, leaning against the handrail. "You don't look like someone who gets ditched."

Link shrugged. "You don’t either."

Zelda sighed again, pulling her thin cardigan closer. "I know I shouldn't care and I don't. Well, I try not to, but you should see the woman he brought, she's tall and sexy and everything I'm not. She's— she's the most beautiful woman at the whole party and he knows that and—"

"Shh." Link put his finger on his lips and arranged his scarf around her shoulders. It looked skimpy there and did nothing to warm her, but it was about the vibe. "He's wrong. The most beautiful woman of the party is standing right here next to me, clattering her perfect rows of teeth."

Surprised, she glanced at him, playing with the ends of the scarf meeting at her chest.

"Do you want him back?" It was a bold question, but she'd been so open so far that Link needed to know.

She shook her head, kicking a pattern into the thin layer of snow with the tip of her boot. "He's an asshole and I should be happy to be rid of him. Still sucks to be replaced like it's nothing, though."

"Understandable." The next words were out before he had thought a single one of them through. "Need a fake boyfriend? I was just going for a walk and hunting Kor— ok, forget what I said, that was really stupid."

"No!" She jumped from the last step of the stairs down to him. "That's an excellent idea, actually! I mean, if you don't mind?"

His mouth fell open. Did this super cute girl just agree to be his girlfriend for an evening? Okay, okay, be cool, don't mess this up.

"Um, I'm fine with it if you are. More than fine, actually. But… can you just sneak me in?"

She laughed nervously, tugging the scarf. "I might have written +1 on the answer because I hoped…"

"Oh, I've done that, too once, don't worry. And now you have a +1!" He patted his winter jacket. "Is there some kind of dress code?"

"No, no. It's the annual winter party of our sports club, but it's very casual."

"Okay? Well then! Let's get you out of the cold!"

She hesitated one last moment, swaying back and forth, but then she laughed and pulled his sleeve.

He still held onto her freezing hand when they threaded through the people inside and left his jacket at the checkroom. It was casual, to his relief, most men wearing a polo shirt like him. The women were more colorful and diverse, but he had only eyes for the one tugging him toward the bar.

Link carefully scanned the people, once they had their lemonade, trying to find out who exactly made her so twitchy. Was it the bulky one with the skinny girl glued to his hips? They both didn't give him the impression of having anything worthy of being envious of, but Zelda's view was more clouded. Or maybe the short, uh, vibrant one? But he seemed to be with friends, not with a specific girl.

The silence between them bordered on awkwardness, so Link turned his attention back to Zelda. "Um, maybe tell me a bit about your sports? If they come over I should at least know why we're here." She nodded, her lips wrapped around the straw of her lemonade. He took another sip, too, then he added, "That's not the only reason I'm asking, of course."

Her smile shone upon him, bright and sunny, and all the thoughts in his head ended with the conclusion that her ex must be the biggest idiot on earth.

"I'm in the archery club. Have been since I was a teen. It's been a bit difficult to juggle it with college, but I try to go as often as possible." She scrunched her nose adorably. "Helps me to find my balance. Do you do any sports?"

"Apart from hunting Koroks?" Link grinned and she matched him. "I used to do fencing, actually. I was in the school club and all, but yeah, college is hard. Maybe I should try again, now that I'm nearing the end."

She leaned forward, the tips of her hair brushing his arm, and wiggled her eyebrows. "We do have a fencing department."

"Well, I guess then I have to." They both chuckled and he admired how her eyes crinkled when she smiled. After that, their conversation flowed more naturally. They exchanged views of college life and sports, and Zelda gave him a quick overview about what she achieved in the club. Her two friends with whom she'd planned on going with tonight had both called out sick, but she didn't want to miss out for the first time in years just because of that. Link nearly forgot his assigned role for the evening, but then…

"Urgh." She bit her straw and turned to the bar. "Now they are dancing. It's the guy with the leather trousers."

Link slipped from his stool and stood beside her, leaning his elbow casually onto the bar. He whispered so that only she could hear it, "The one with the cleavage dropping to his navel so that we all have the pleasure of getting a glimpse of his tiddies?"

She laughed so hard that he feared the barkeeper would kick them out. "Yeah, that one."

Link hummed. "And his new girlfriend is the one who bought the shoes two sizes too small and three inches too high so that she can hardly walk, yes?"

"What? I didn't notice." She shifted, but Link put a hand on her arm. "Don't. He keeps looking over at you. Just pretend that you’re having the evening of your life."

"Oh?" She still giggled, a sound Link hadn't known to miss in his life until now. "I am having a very good evening, you're pleasant company, Link."

"Likewise. Oh, now they are starting with some fancy moves. Wait, he isn't a natural blond, right? I can see his dark hairline." He leaned closer to her where she already chuckled. "Oops. Guess someone didn't have time for the hairdresser before the party and thought no one would notice because he's tall like a horse."

"Goddess, Link, you're hilarious! Do you, uh, mind if I stand closer to you? Just in case he looks over again."

"Not at all." He made room for her between the barstools that were quickly taken over by other guests. "Do you want me to… put my arm around you?"

She nodded, wide-eyed, slowly pressing closer to him.

"Are you comfortable with my hand on your waist? I promise I won't—"

"Yes," she quickly said. "I trust you. It's fine."

He couldn't help the smile that widened on his lips when they arranged themselves in a hugging position until they were both comfortable.

"He's looking."

"And?" She put a hand on his shoulder, stroking small motions with her thumb. Link's stomach fluttered — this was escalating quickly and he didn't mind that one bit.

"He's not amused. Should I wave to him? I kind of wanna see his dumb face."

She squeezed his shoulder calmingly. "Don't. All you'll get is a black eye."

Link grinned and leaned even closer. "Oh, I'm better at fistfights than you'd think."

"Really now?" She breathed into his ear, followed by another chuckle.

"Yeah. You'd be surprised how fast I can run."

The loud music from the dance floor was the only thing to be heard for a moment, but then they both burst out laughing. Zelda curled against his chest, gasping for air between her fits of laughter and he held her tight, unable to resist pressing a feather-light kiss to her hair. She didn't seem to mind.

"Oh, boy," she said, wiping her eyes. "I don't remember the last time I laughed so hard. Do you want to dance, too? I keep getting elbow hits in my back, I wouldn't mind changing places."

"Sure. I won't do anything stupid."

She turned, taking his hand. Her eyes positively flashed.

Being closer to them brought back Zelda's tight shoulders, but Link didn't want to trash talk again. They might overhear him and he didn't want to give Zelda the impression that was all he could do.

He had his hands on safe spots like her shoulders or her waist, twisting her this way and that, but she kept sneaking glances in the direction of the other couple.

"Um, do you really go hunting Koroks sometimes?" Not his best pickup line, but dancing, keeping an eye on her ex, and reading Zelda's body language was a bit too much for his brain to handle.

The question pulled her out of her thoughts. "Uh, yes? I don't have enough time to make trips but I always look for them on campus or when I'm in a new area."

She was looking at him, good, the distraction was working.

"That's cool. I only made a few trips during summer break. And I found some when I was in Kakariko for a few days for a project."

"Oh?" She twirled into his arms, smiling broadly at him. Yes, definitely working. "Did you find the one that looks like a broccoli? The big one? He's said to be outside of Kakariko."

"Yup." He grinned, matching his movement with hers.

"Wow! That's a super rare one!"

"We can… go looking together? Sometimes, if you have a free spot in your schedule? It's okay if you don't want to, I just thought since we both…"

"Sure," was all she said, accompanied by a wink and a squeeze of his hands. Oh. Okay, then they had a date. That was easy.

"He's coming over." Her hands grew twitchy in his. "Could you maybe, if you don't mind, um, I mean, nothing fancy just a quick— ah, kiss?" She squeezed one eye shut.

"Sure," he imitated her answer from earlier, grinning like an idiot. She relaxed into his grip, exhaling nearly audible.

Link lifted her arms and twirled her so that she was with her back against his chest, their arms folded on her stomach like a pretzel. She rested her head against his neck and his belly tingled in the best way. Not to mention the sweet lemonade on her breath tempted him to lean in… Her eyes fluttered shut in anticipation, her lips parted, and that was all permission he needed. He kissed her, chaste but not shy, sweet but not without courage.

The deep blushes they had painted on their faces when they parted nearly gave them away, but Link was too deeply lost in her gaze to care.

She laughed, eyes twinkling, and Goddess, was he drunk from her smile. And a little bit from the kiss, too.

"Zelda." Oh, right. They'd kissed to impress her ex. With a weary sigh, Zelda loosened their embrace. "Mido. Nice to see you."

Haha. Not even the idiot bought her lie. He leaned closer, punching Link's arm. "Who's that? I haven't seen him around."

"I'm Link, Zelda's boyfriend. And you are?" Link pulled Zelda closer again with the arm that was still wrapped around her waist, whispering, "Remember my fistfight strategy?" She nodded hardly remarkably.

"What did you say? I don't like people whispering." Mido scrutinized him. "You know what? I don't like you."

"Ok, Zelda, now!" Link hissed and tugged her hand. Already turning backward, he shouted over the loud music, "I don't like you either!"

The moment in which Mido stood there, baffled, was enough for them to be swallowed by the rest of the people on the dancefloor. With haste, they threaded through the mass, holding hands so that they didn't get separated, forward, forward, until they left the bar behind. Only when they had made it successfully to the check room, they started laughing.

"Oh, wow, that was crazy!" Zelda could hardly take her offered coat from the staff, so strongly did she shake with giggles.

Link laughed, too, and shrugged into his jacket, but then he rubbed his nape. "Yeah, I hope he doesn't give you trouble. Maybe not my smartest move tonight."

"Don't worry about that. He often acts on impulse but he isn't seriously problematic. Just someone to leave behind."

She smiled at him, offering her hand on the way out. Link's heart drummed a funny rhythm against his ribcage that even the cold winter air couldn't cool down.

A thin layer of snow dusted the pavement and she stopped abruptly, turning toward the parking lot. "It stopped snowing. Now you missed your chance to find your Korok."

"Don't worry about that. I found something much better." Link smiled and stroked his thumb over their interlaced hands. "Uh, odd question maybe, but are we still faking?"

Zelda laughed, her hand coming up to his face. "I never was, you?"

"No." He grinned and kissed her.

#zelink #legend of zelda #advent calendar #Day 11 #zeldaelmo writes #A rare find

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btsgotjams27 · 10 months

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This review is going to be half in real time and half after I finished reading.

Damn that first meeting in the bar started out so awkward! LOL They were just skirting around the elephant in the room with all this small talk. They can't ask the questions they really want to ask. But let's be real, how can you ask the "important" questions to your ex without seeming like you're still hung up on them? Once they started to joke about the drinking it felt a bit more natural. And even their goodbye felt a little less awkward.

I love these lines: "The real question was—did he want to be with you again after all this time? The answer was yes—it has always been yes. You’re it. You’ve ruined him—it will always be you." It's totally believable for JK. He spent his youth pining for her. And then he had her. And then he lost her. So how can he possibly ever get over her when he's spent the majority of his life loving her?

Ugh, that executive was a pig! I feel bad that her business trip was a bust. She stirred up all these feelings for JK again for nothing. Plus now without that job, what will she do when she goes back to Korea for work?

Even them going back to his place was a bit awkward. I think you nailed that aspect of them seeing each other again. It had to be awkward at first, but then as they remember how to be comfortable around each other again, that's when it should get more natural. You segued into that comfort sweet spot really well in both scenes.

Ohhh!!!!! And there it is! “No girlfriend or anything?” She decided to break the ice! I definitely like that you had her do it. I mean, she's the one who broke up with him, she should be the one to initiate the line of hard questions.

“Yeah, I had to stay in, just in case an old lady needed me.” LOL So he purposely stayed home in hopes that she'd call him. I love that! That's adorable. He would have been crushed all over again if she didn't call him.

"Should you just be completely honest and bare your soul? You were halfway there. Maybe it was time to grow up and just say what the fuck you wanted." Yes!!! Finally!! An actual honest conversation between the two of them.

I loved everything about how they reunited. Their conversation was perfect! I'm so happy she was finally honest with him about her feelings. I loved the ring scene because it gave him the opportunity to express his feelings to her too. The kiss scene was hot too. I liked how they started slow, but then she'd had enough with the teasing. I'm happy that she took the initiative on the important things. She really needed to prove how much she wanted him. If she let him take the initiative, there wouldn't have been much growth from her. It had to come from her.

I love what you did with my word pick! It was perfect, and it had a bit of humor in it too! Exactly what I needed out of this chapter. And I'm pretty sure if you look at your word list, you can figure out which word I picked. I mentioned it a few times to you, and it was really the main thing I needed to see in this chapter.

Erica, you know this already, but I *always* look forward to your reviews/thoughts 💖

Let's be real - JK is a 'boy with luv' and no one will ever compare to his first love.

😭 the entertainment industry is filled with sharks, and I just know amurica must be swimming with them. Do you think she'd let JK be her sugar daddy? 😂 He might get a kick out of it.

HAHA--it *had* to be awkward!! they couldn't just pick up right where they left off, not that quickly anyway. they had to ease their way into it. It's always the initial convo that is weird, and I hoped I played into it well w/ their dialogue.

The question of having a significant other was definitely the first thing on their minds! oc didn't want to cross boundaries if he was seeing anyone--so she had to be the first one to say it lol.

I think JK really meant it as a joke since he's not really a party kinda guy. It's not mentioned anywhere, but he's a homebody (and maybe secretly wanted oc to call).

Ah, I'm so glad you liked it! I was so nervous bc I had written/read over it so many times that I almost wanted to scrap it and start over, but I'm glad I stuck with what I had.

There definitely needed to be some light-hearted moments with all the heavy conversations going on 😂

As always, thank you for reading, and now we head toward more happy chapters. 💖

#reader; erica2283 #fic: this is us asks #jess answers

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damelucyjo · 1 year

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Let’s spend some time with Little Lasso!

Episode 8 - We'll Never Have Paris

Oooh this is a cool montage

Haha angry Rupert 🖕🏼

Yeah, that’s not a happy Ted 😕

How are neither Jake nor Michelle incredibly awkward over this?? I feel awkward just watching them!

It’s nice that Ted & Michelle can joke and pretend he’s not there ✌🏼😂

Uh oh, awkward. Again.

Okay, so the red & blue magnets are gonna mean something, right? Because we’re sure the matchbook does

Prince Henry 🫡 Nice one, Mae

(They are some sad English Breakfasts, I’m sorry)

He doesn’t need to know, nor care, what you are, Jake!

Big piece of cereal making a come back! Does Ted know there are 100s of other cereals available or…?

Ted, why would they bring Henry to you for the weekend if they were just going to fly back to America?? Come on, dude

Oh poor Ted 🥺

YYEEEAAAHHH!!!!

Of course Keeley thought she’d have to play 😂

Show off your ‘girlfriend’. Sure, Jan 🫠

‘Does he need another fake niece’ 😂 Keeley, please never change!

Nate, keeping tabs on Richmond 🥺

Okay, I’ll say it again and again but JADE & NATE ARE CUTE!!

Of course he shaved and showered 😂

Fiona Apple 😍

Oh poor Keeley 🥺🥺 Juno making me want to climb into the TV and give her a big hug

Will making a game out of getting Henry to do his work for him 😂 well done, king!

The guys at the window 😂

I like how none of them ask him why he’s asking where they’d propose. They just answer 😂

Also Beard’s answer made me audibly say ‘aww’ 🥹

ROY KENT ASKING IF HE WANTS TO TALK?! My baby’s come so far 🥰

Or maybe not 😂

Jeremy’s run 😂😂 oh that got me!

Welcome new pup, Trent 🫡

“I’m her ex-husband, not her current father. So, no” 😂

Roy wanting nothing to do with these meetings but always listening from his desk and getting involved anyway 😂 love to see it!

Beard is done with your bullshit, Ted. So is Higgins! The guy ran down and up stairs for you! HE’S GONNA HAVE LEG CRAMPS IN HIS SLEEP, TED! DO YOU NOT CARE?!

The pointing 👉🏻👈🏻 😂

‘You should find out before you flip out’ sound advice there from Higgybottom! 👍🏼

‘Woof’ PROTECT TRENT CRIM WITH EVERYTHING YOU HAVE!!!!

Nate trying to have his own diamond dogs meeting 🫣 The poor boy really thought Rupert would show up 🫣

‘Love Hounds’ 🫠

‘Never let them know how you feel. It’s very expensive’ Disco, you’re fun 😂

‘Are we in trouble now’ poor Roger 😂 he must get ‘told off’ a lot 😂

BISCUITS!! BISCUITS!! This is not a drill 🚨 🚨🚨

Rebecca, channeling her inner Hannah 👀😂

The boys playing with Henry is too adorable! (I wish she’d gone to the window to see it, though)

Look at these two, talking like a married couple🫠

‘The Eiffel Tower is just a lamppost with a publicist’ 😂😂

Oh, he pulled out a ‘Rebecca’. That means he’s serious. And she knows it with how quick she agreed to help 🥹🥰

There’s a whole discussion to be has here over whether she really did call a PI like he asked, or she just said she would because she knew it’d calm him down enough that he wouldn’t continue to spiral so bad 🤔

That smile at the Oscar Wilde line was totally Hannah trying not to laugh 😂

His sad little high-five to the tree 🥺 (you can’t convince me Jason didn’t do that because he knew how much Hannah loved his ‘high-five tree!’ from season 1)

I want to believe Barbra wishes she could say more to Keeley but feels like she can’t. I think they’d have a great friendship if they allowed themselves.

Juno is absolutely breaking my heart with all this. Just give her the awards now 🥺🥰

Jamie’s Lynx collection 😂

The fucking Sun 🖕🏼

Colin with another ‘joke’. In reality he’d be called out and accused of being gay for how much he makes these jokes

Rebecca deleted Candy Crush from his phone, for sure 😂

‘Fuck yeah, 24601’ 😂 I love how varied these boys are! Of course they’re fans of Les Mis

All these guys questions are brilliant, but O’Brien’s got me 😂 that’s gross, mate!!

It’s absolutely wonderful how they all completely switch as soon as they find out Keeley was one of them 🥰 Like it didn’t seem like a real thing until they found out how close to home it hits (but Issac only wants them to protect themselves, even though we all know it wouldn’t even be a thing the other way around because they’re guys and Keeley is a girl 🫠)

Will, what kind of picture you got to get a reaction like that from Jamie?! 😂

(I know story wise it had to happen like this, but why did Issac follow Colin out of the room? As close friends he surely should have trusted that he’d do what he asked??)

Listen here 📢📢📢THAT IS NOT A MAN WHO IS ANGRY HIS FRIEND IS GAY. THAT IS A MAN WHO IS ANGRY HIS FRIEND DIDN’T FEEL LIKE HE COULD TELL HIM 📢 📢📢

Keeley, baby, why were you taking topless photos for your teacher at 15?? 🤔 Rebecca’s reaction is exactly right

This whole plot point for Keeley is coming directly from Keeley Hazell and the line about choice solidifies that for me.

If anyone could change society it’d be Rebecca Welton ✌🏼

Just the fact she has to ask if she should be ashamed or embarrassed is heartbreaking 🥺

Alright Nanna, put your glasses on 😂

‘Just think of how many young women you are going to teach how to masterbate properly’ 😂😂😂 Oh, Rebecca. We all need someone who praises us instead of making us feel like we should be ashamed 🥰

Queen Rebecca humping her parents furniture to the point it had to be reupholstered 😂 I’d expect nothing different! Then blaming a non-existent dog is just *chef’s kiss*

‘I’ve got you’ 🥹🥹🥹 this woman is so maternal it actually hurts my heart she does t have a child

Poor Richard 🫡 😂

It was going so well Roy! Why did you have to ask her that?? 🫣 I’m disappointed in you, grandad 😕

Jack is all over the place. Having already watched the episode I know what is coming up, which makes this scene very important. I like her less and less every time I see her now 🫤

Of course Barbra is a party animal! Now I need a girls night between Barbra, Keeley & Rebecca 👍🏼😂

A Marcus Rashford book 😍

Totally unrelated but TED’S FLAT HAS AN UPSTAIRS?! I’m so confused 😂😂

Another cute call back to the kid Henry was bullying with them now being friends and starting a band 👍🏼 And a lovely little nod to Jason with the drums. Well done

Ted delicately trying to ask Henry questions about Michelle & Jake only for him to be asleep. Happens every time! 😂

Aww, they text each other goodnight and good morning 🥰 ADORABLE!

(I wonder who else does that 👀)

Fair enough for cancelling it, but why do these people never communicate?! Drives me crazy

So Jack doesn’t really care about Keeley. Am I the only one getting those vibes??

Fuck yes, uncle Beard! Love to see his & Henry’s relationship.

Okay but why do I want to see Beard, Ted & Henry at a rave now 😂

It’s actually incredibly sweet that he wants to go watch football. That’s his dads life that he doesn’t really get to see properly for himself. Of course he wants to actually witness it 🥹 Henry, you’re a good egg

Angry Beard having to stop at home first because of course there’s no question that they’re not going to that match. I LOVE THIS LITTLE FAMILY 🥰🥰🥰

Beard being at a West Ham match is full Richmond gear. YOU, SIR, ARE AMAZING!

So is this showing that Henry probably spent a fair amount of time with Nate when he was there the first time?? Or is he just a sneaky little shit who wants to mess with him!! 😂

These two would be incredibly cute if I weren’t so suspicious of Jack 🫣

Yes, be all over her until someone you know is around. Then refer to her as your ‘friend’ 🖕🏼 RUN KEELEY!

(I also recognise this Alyssa girl and a quick search shows she was in Downton, so maybe it’s from that 😂)

That’s a little strange for Rupert to text that to Nate 🤔 Surely he wouldn’t actually care???

I love Mae’s commitment to hating West Ham 🫡

‘You think I wanted to fucking be there’ 😂 of course not, but you’d do anything for your nephew and we love you for it, sir 🫡😂

Sidebar: Rebecca’s kitchen is gorgeous. Just like it’s owner 🥵

At home, comfy Rebecca is delicious, too

Unconsciously correcting his mispronunciation is terribly wifey behaviour, Rebecca 👀 You two aren’t fooling anyone anymore

IT’S NOISY!! TISH CALLBACK 🤔

‘You think I’m nuts’ as she’s munching on nuts, I mean…

He likes The Beatles because Ted does 🥹🥹

Uncle Beard is amazing 🥰🥰

I challenge anyone to listen to this song and not ‘ na na na na Hey Jude’ along 😂

It’s important that Ted has this conversation with someone, but I think it’s incredibly important that it’s with Rebecca. Yea, it is my Tedbecca loving heart saying this but whatever

‘You need to stop letting yesterday get in the way of today, Ted’ just like I’ve learnt to do! Yes, we’ll done, Rebecca 😂

She told you she couldn’t do it so why are you still going on about the statement, Jack. Put your listening ears on, woman!!

I’m so proud of Keeley for sticking up for herself! She shouldn’t feel ashamed for it and it’s disgusting that another woman is telling her that she should! And she’s telling her to her face that she cares more about what people think than her ‘girlfriend’s feeling. Bitch, bye! 🖕🏼

You don’t need her Keeley! You need to spend some time alone for a change!!

Subtlety showing Nathan doesn’t care about winning anymore. Nicely done 👍🏼

He’s evolving, guys! I’m excited!! I need him to rip into Rupert before he leaves, though

‘I love your smile. I like to see my boyfriend happy’ THEY’RE SO BLOODY CUTE!!

Baby boy Jamie’s grown up so much. I’m so proud of him!!

Of course he thought password only had 1 ‘s’ 🤦🏻‍♀️😂 so wise yet so dumb

He didn’t need to hold onto the bag that long 😂 that was weird

No fist bump 😂 FUCK YOU, JAKE!

He’s got the army guys in his window 🥹

Well that was another wonderful episode! A great one for Juno, especially. Fingers crossed for more Rebecca & Keeley besties moving forward 🤞🏼

I think Keeley Hazell did a great job on this one. Seems like a lot of her personal experience, and being the blueprint for Miss Jones especially, worked really well here.

#Ted Lasso #Ted Lasso Live Blogging

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