#“oh hey she was right- im not alone here- lets see if I can actually do better” <- the beginning of adventurer zenos

[fatedroses]

He laid at the brink of death once more, staring at the face of despair. He remembered the path that led him to this purgatory, and with a smile could only ask:

"Shall we be friends?"

#ffxiv #digital art #concept #zenos yae galvus #endsinger #endwalker spoilers #adventurer zenos #eurydice #is just the tag im going to use for the post endwalker endsinger stuff I'll draw #alisaie lives in zenos' head rent free- #but for a man with no fear i find the potential idea of him reaching out to a weakened endsinger both sweet and kinda funny #“oh hey she was right- im not alone here- lets see if I can actually do better” <- the beginning of adventurer zenos #part of Adventurer!Zenos motivation is finding examples of happiness he sees and finds himself to tell her whenever he visits the ultimatum #the eternal question: did he adopt the bird or did the bird adopt him #Also thus begins Zenos having to dig through his own recollection on how to help people- i.e emulating the WoL lol #and endsinger having to deal with reading his mind only to probably get very random thoughts/static and only occasionally something helpful #she very quickly learns that nihility bounces off this man like a ball #he is simply immune

[lola-bunn1]

can u do one where neteyam is expected to find a mate and you get distant and all bc yk its not gonna be you and another guy makes a move on u and he gets mad n confession n stuff? i love ur writing

oblivious

❥ genre: angsty ish to fluff

10 years, you've been best friends with neteyam for 10 years. you both saw each other grow up, and now it's over. you know it is

neteyam has finally matured, he was ready to get an ikran, ready to go hunting with the others, and most of all, he was now expected to mate.

you know whoever he's gonna mate with is not gonna like you being friends with him, you admit it yourself, you wouldn't like your partner spending time with another girl. so you understood why it would happen

so you began distancing yourself, as a preparation. but also to ease the pain for when you finally see him with someone that isn't you. it was bound to happen. you were stupid enough to fall for him, and now it was going to be harder than it should be

you cried, you cried at night just thinking about the way life would be, you were sure he didn't feel the same, besides, he was going to be the next olo'eyktan, he needed to have someone proper, someone actually important

who were you to be mating with someone like him? he would probably pick elmirìey, she was a proper girl, a gorgeous one. or maybe he'd pick awia, she was a great warrior, from a great family

not only did you distance yourself from him, but his family too. you were so close to them, hell even neytiri liked you. but now, you acted like you didn't even know them

you sat at a special spot you found in the forest, you and neteyam used to come here but he's too busy now. so its just you

"hey!" you heard a voice behind you

"oh, neteyam" you said

"what a way to greet me, do you not want me around that much?"

"what?" you furrowed your eyebrows

"don't be like that. you know exactly what I'm talking about." he said

"I heard you're looking for a mate now that you've had your ceremony"

he sighed, knowing you're trying to change the subject, "yeah. but to be honest, I've already found one. Just gotta figure out a way to tell her"

your heart shattered.

"oh, that's nice. I um, I have to go" you said

"y/n wait-"

and with that, you ran off somewhere, your tears sliding down your cheeks, how could he find one so fast? does he love her that much? has he been loving her, just waiting for his ceremony so he can finally pick her?

"oh" you heard a voice and sighed

"I'm sorry I ran--" you said, turning around to see that it was not neteyam speaking

"are-are you okay? you look like you've been crying" the man said

"i'm fine, thanks tenio" you said, wiping your tears

tenio was a fine young man, he was actually really nice, but you've never really talked to him

"i was just looking for some fruits to pick for my mother, but ill leave you alone-"

"no no, you can stay uh, i know where you can get the ripe ones, follow me" you said, walking along the forest with him next to you, you two talked for a bit as he was picking the fruit

"i heard you had your ceremony the other day" you said

"yeah, it sucks though." he said

"wait what? why so?" you asked

"well everyone is waiting for me to mate with someone, but there isn't anyone in my life, ill have to mate with some random stranger" he sighed

"oh...im so sorry"

"it's fine-"

"there you are!" neteyam's voice filled your ears, he turned to see tenio there, and his face faltered

"let's go" he said, grabbing your hand and walking away, an angry look on his face, you definitely did not want to do anything to upset him more

"uh, tell your mother i said hi! enjoy the fruits!" you said and he just nodded

once he was out of sight you pulled away

"why were you with him?!" he said

"i was just helping him pick fruits!"

"everybody knows that trick! you help him and he subtly mentions that he has nobody to mate with so you can feel bad"

"you're being insane right now. nobody has ever done that" you rolled your eyes

"they have, you just never realize it" he yelled

"what if i do realize it, hm? what if i want them to do it? why don't you go tell your stupid girl how much you want her to be your mate and leave me alone!"

"i can't go"

"why not!" you yelled

"because she's standing right in front of me"

"what?"

"it's you, y/n. i don't want anyone else why don't you understand that? you think I don't notice how you've been avoiding me and my family too?"

"i-i avoided you because i couldn't stand seeing you with another girl."

"wait-you thought i was gonna mate with someone else?" he asked

you looked down and avoided looking at him, he lifted your chin up with his finger

"i've been waiting for years to finally make you mine, y/n. it hurts me to see you with anyone else too."

"really?" you asked

"i see you, y/n."

"i see you, ma nete" you smiled, and the two of you shared a kiss

how were you so oblivious?

#neteyam x reader #neteyam x y/n #neteyam #neteyam sully #avatar the way of water #neteyam x you #neteyam fanfiction #avatar x reader #neteyam fluff #avatar 2 #avatar fanficiton

[diorsluv]

feather , part 32

“ you miss me? ”

series m. list previous chapter next chapter

( socialmedia!au )

yourusername

liked by lhughes_06, jackhughes, _quinnhughes, and 237,966 others

yourusername hughes appreciation post has come! (they wouldn’t leave me alone until i swore i would do it)

tagged: jackhughes, lhughes_06, _quinnhughes

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mackie.samo when did luke let you put flowers in his hair??

→ yourusername senior year 🙏🙏

→ lhughes_06 IT WAS FOR PROM OKAY

→ mackie.samo awww were you each others’ prom date??

→ yourusername yes 🙄

→ edwards.73 YOU OWE ME $50 mackie.samo

→ lhughes_06 you guys bet on us going to prom together??? a year after prom??

→ markestapa yes

username44 luke’s second pic 🥰

username98 OH MY GOD QUINNN

→ yourusername THAT’S WHAT I’M SAYING

markestapa that pasta was fire esp with the cheese on top

→ yourusername mark.. we don’t have cheese

→ markestapa WAS THAT HIS FUCKING DANDRUFF

→ trevorzegras LMFAOOOO

→ jackhughes I DON’T HAVE DANDRUFF

→ colecaufield explain the “cheese” 🤨 jackhughes

→ jackhughes no further comment.

_quinnhughes hey wait my pics aren’t bad

→ yourusername EXACTLY I’M NOT THAT MEAN

→ yourusername i mean i still like the canadiens better but I’M NOT MEAN 🙏

→ _quinnhughes oh 😒

→ colecaufield WOOOOO

→ yourusername GO HABS 😈😈

rutgermcgroarty i’m surprised jack was able to carry you

→ jackhughes are you calling me weak

→ yourusername are you calling me hard to carry

→ rutgermcgroarty wait no i was just saying yk bc i had to carry you and i was struggling but only a bit and not because you’re hard to carry or anything 😰😰

→ adamfantilli bro can’t stop yapping

→ jackhughes maybe you’re just weak

→ yourusername maybe you’re the one that just can’t carry me

→ rutgermcgroarty stop teaming up on me 😕

lhughes_06 i’m looking pretty cute here

→ dylanduke25 yes you are 😘

→ markestapa cutest hughes brother 🙌

→ mackie.samo such a pretty princess 🥰

→ edwards.73 my little cutie patootie 😻

→ lhughes_06 oh mackie.samo edwards.73

→ yourusername even tho ur my bsf i’m gonna have to say my bf is cuter

→ lhughes_06 sad to say you’re not wrong 😔

username2 STOP TEASING USSSS

username31 girl i need to know and i need to know now

_alexturcotte now that i think about it you only have quinn and jack’s jerseys

→ yourusername i have luke’s michigan jersey 😔

→ lhughes_06 WHAT i thought i sent you mine already

→ yourusername it’s okay lukey you’re fine if i just wear quinn’s right 😁

→ trevorzegras damn lil drizz i see you (you’re not slick i know what you’re doing)

→ lhughes_06 i wanna see my name and number on your back yourusername

→ yourusername i mean.. technically it is your name and number on my back 🤗🤗

→ lhughes_06 stfu 🙄🙄

→ yourusername shutting the fuck up 😕

→ lhughes_06 i better see you wearing a DEVILS jersey with my name before the next game

→ yourusername yes sir 🫡

→ _alexturcotte what the hell did i just do 😨

luca.fantilli fantilli appreciation post??

→ yourusername OH MY GOD LEAVE ME ALONE

→ adamfantilli do you not appreciate us ☹️

→ yourusername yes i appreciate you adam

→ luca.fantilli how much

→ yourusername very much

→ luca.fantilli enough to dedicate a whole post to us?

→ yourusername enough for you to not need a post that tells you how much i appreciate you 🙄

→ jackhughes stop stealing the spotlight guys

→ lhughes_06 fr she never appreciates us

→ _quinnhughes exactly

→ mackie.samo could never be us 🥱

→ maddy.samo say it louder for the people in the back 🗣️🗣️

→ msamoskevich she loves us more than all of you

→ colecaufield why are 3 families fighting over her

→ dylanduke25 CAN WE JOIN

→ tyler___duke5 IM READY TO FIGHT

→ trevorzegras dude come here griffinzegras

→ yourusername what the actual fuck

username74 all of them won the gene race wtf

colecaufield jack isn’t really doing it for me in that 2nd photo…

→ yourusername when is he ever doing it for you

→ colecaufield you’re right

→ jackhughes HEY this is supposed to be an appreciation post not a “let’s bully jack” post

→ _alexturcotte let’s bully jack

username90 pretty prettier and prettiest

username12 AYYYY THERES MY BOYS

username55 i have a hunch she’s doing this to throw us off even more

→ username36 i have a hunch she’s been doing this for way longer

trevorzegras why is luke’s kind of…

→ yourusername right 🤭

→ trevorzegras i meant in a bad way

→ yourusername oh

→ lhughes_06 how did you manage to turn this post into a weapon against us 😡

→ adamfantilli someone help luke’s talking like a fanfiction writer again

→ lhughes_06 I AM NOT

adamfantilli drysdale siblings try not to neglect us challenge go!

→ yourusername WHAT i don’t neglect you

→ luca.fantilli YES YOU DO

→ jamie.drysdale why did you have to rope me into this 😒

username11 fun fact guys it’s luke 😍😍

→ username79 wbk

→ username60 tell us something we don’t know

username23 they all look so ethereal

dylanduke25 won’t your bf be jealous that you keep posting these hotties

→ yourusername no bc they’re not hotties 🥰

→ _quinnhughes rude yourusername

→ lhughes_06 exactly i can’t believe he hasn’t gone insane yet

→ jackhughes we’re too 🔥

mackie.samo i heard from a little birdie that you’re not slick ‼️

→ yourusername i’m the slickest wym

→ yourusername they can’t sniff me out 🗣️🗣️

→ mackie.samo stfu ur so obvious

→ markestapa like you’re really obvious it’s embarrassing

→ dylanduke25 fr

→ yourusername NO IF WE DIDN’T TELL YOU THEN YOU WOULDN’T BE ABLE TO TELL

→ edwards.73 stop lying to yourself

→ adamfantilli we could tell wayyyyy before you even started dating

→ yourusername 😔

username35 what are they saying in mackie’s replies 🤯

username47 i could bet anyone 1k IN CASH that they’re dating and i know i would win

username81 waiting for the day she posts bad luke pics

→ yourusername not possible!

username1 yall i swear to god i saw her on a date with him yesterday

jamie.drysdale i can’t believe you appreciate them more than you appreciate me

→ yourusername NOT TRUE

→ jamie.drysdale YES TRUE

→ yourusername I MADE AN APPRECIATION POST FOR YOU ALREADY

→ jamie.drysdale THAT’S NOT ENOUGH

→ yourusername you’re so needy 😒

yourusername

liked by _quinnhughes, jackhughes, colecaufield, and 200,219 others

yourusername HELLO KITTY ☺️

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rutgermcgroarty i thought you were done with all your food posts

→ yourusername would you rather have me post my “lovesick” posts again

→ rutgermcgroarty i mean technically he’s still in the post

→ yourusername uh huh keep talking i dare you

→ rutgermcgroarty I MISSED YOUR FOOD POSTS SO MUCH

→ yourusername mhm 🤨

username46 OH MY GOD WHERE IS THAT STORE

username25 THE PIZZA???

_quinnhughes i was really hoping your hello kitty obsession fully died down

→ yourusername NEVERRR

jackhughes you haven’t posted ONE post without a picture of your bf since you got together

→ yourusername YES I HAVE

→ colecaufield no tf you haven’t

→ yourusername i’m sorry i love him too much 😞

→ luca.fantilli ick yourusername

→ dylanduke25 LADY BONER GONEEEEE

→ markestapa DUKER STOP

→ lhughes_06 aw that’s cute yourusername

username77 if jack said she hasn’t posted without a pic of her bf and last post ONLY had him and his brothers…….

→ username68 waiting for the day y’all stop acting like we all don’t know it’s lukey pooks

dylanduke25 when did he learn how to braid

→ yourusername when we were younger and i forced him to learn how to do my hair 🤗🤗

→ dylanduke25 AND I JUST FOUND THIS OUT?

→ _alexturcotte you’re late bro

→ jackhughes i’ve walked into his room one too many times and seen him braiding her hair

→ yourusername HEY BUT HE LIKES DOING MY HAIR

→ _quinnhughes you’re not helping his case 😭

edwards.73 your hair is so greasy

→ yourusername no it’s not yours is

→ edwards.73 if you stepped out into the sun rn you would be able to hear your hair sizzling

→ yourusername i could cook a whole five course meal from the amount of grease in your hair

→ mackie.samo DAMNN EDDY UR GONNA TAKE THAT??

→ yourusername he can’t think of a better comeback 🥱🥱

username27 WHEN HE KNOWS HOW TO DO YOUR HAIRRRR 🤭🤭

liked by yourusername

username91 hello kitty x dominos collab when 😱

username4 my foodie twinnem

lhughes_06 did you buy the pizzas?

→ yourusername no i baked them with my boyfriend 🥰

→ lhughes_06 he must be a REALLY good cook then

→ yourusername no actually he sucks ass and he almost burnt the kitchen down ‼️‼️

→ lhughes_06 oh 😐

colecaufield donuts 🤤🤤

→ yourusername is that all you got from this post

→ colecaufield DONUTS 🙂

_alexturcotte pizza 🤤🤤

→ yourusername did you two copy and paste your comments

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trevorzegras luke 🤤🤤

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trevorzegras your bf 🤤🤤

→ yourusername ZEGRAS I SWEAR

→ trevorzegras YOUR BF 🙂

→ yourusername next time i see you it’s on sight

luca.fantilli tell your little boyfriend that he needs to stop letting you steal him from us when you’re around

→ yourusername let’s be so honest i’ve always stolen him from you when i was around 🙄🙄

→ luca.fantilli EXACTLY SO TELL HIM

→ yourusername tell him yourself 🤬

→ lhughes_06 luca if i didn’t know any better i’d say you’re jealous

→ luca.fantilli i take it all back

jamie.drysdale you said you stopped liking hello kitty when you were 9 😐😐

→ yourusername LITERALLY WHEN DID I SAY THAT

→ jamie.drysdale you know when.

→ yourusername no i don’t?????

→ jamie.drysdale YES YOU DO

→ yourusername STOP TRYING TO GASLIGHT ME

username63 IM SO TIRED WAITING FOR THEM TO HARD LAUNCH

username41 we’ve been stuck in soft launch era for TOO LONG

username26 girl i love you but PLEASE JUST GIVE US CONFIRMATION

markestapa DID YOU SEE THAT ONE SHIRT

→ yourusername mark babe there’s a lot of shirts

→ markestapa THAT ONE HELLO KITTY SHIRT BUT IT SAID HELLO TITTY INSTEAD OF HELLO KITTY

→ yourusername NO??

→ markestapa IT’S SO FUNNY

→ yourusername you’re the type of guy to laugh at a hello titty shirt 😐

maddysamo i miss you 😞

→ mackie.samo BACK TF UP

→ yourusername I MISS YOU MORE

→ jackhughes oh my god get away

→ lhughes_06 you’re so defensive jack

→ dylanduke25 you’re one to talk lhughes_06

adamfantilli the frosting on the donuts kind of look like glue

→ yourusername throwback to your glue eating era ⁉️

→ adamfantilli I ONLY TOLD YOU THE STORY YOU WERENT EVEN THERE

→ yourusername high school sophomore eating liquid glue 😱😱

→ adamfantilli LITERALLY SHUT UP

→ lhughes_06 LMAOOO

→ yourusername don’t act like you didn’t eat glue all of your elementary school career luke

→ lhughes_06 oh 🙃

username21 hard launch when 🙁🙁

→ username59 apparently fucking never

username77 by the time they hard launch they’ll already be married with three kids and another one in the oven

liked by yourusername

→ username44 OMG SHE LIKED IT??

mackie.samo TECHNICALLY he forgot to braid and i taught him how to do it again

→ yourusername no go ahead take all the credit 🙄

→ lhughes_06 🫤🫤

→ rutgermcgroarty 🤓

→ markestapa ACKSHUALLY

→ edwards.73 nerd alerttttt 🚨🚨🚨

→ mackie.samo okay hate on me then 😒

next chapter notes ) i’ve gotten to the point where i’m posting once in a blue moon but at the same time i’ve literally been procastinating in every aspect of my life (i just spent 3 hours on one class’ assignments) anyways THE HARD LAUNCH IS COMING SOON 🫢🫢 not proofread ‼️

tags: @aliaology @hockeyboysarehot @absolutelyhugh3s @jackquinnswife @freds-slut @love4ldr @blueeyedbesson @43hughes @v1olentdelights @dancerbailey3 @random-human02 @ho3forfakeguys@loveforaugust@cstads-blog@h0e4fictionalme-n

#luke hughes fanfic #luke hughes fic #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes x y/n #luke hughes #quinn hughes #jack hughes #alex turcotte #cole caufield #trevor zegras #jamie drysdale #dylan duke #mark estapa #mackie samoskevich #ethan edwards #adam fantilli #rutger mcgroarty #luca fantilli

[rae-pottah]

I Just Stood There.

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Rossi's daughter! reader

Y/n = your name

L/n = your last name

Warnings: she/her pronouns, shitty writing?,fluff.

Summary: after embarrassing herself in front of her crush, Y/n rants to Penelope, bad idea.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

*Y/n's POV*

Hanging out with my dad's coworkers was fun. Except when it came to my tiny little small incy weenie crush on Dr. Spencer Reid... And I think everyone knows...

⏪⏪⏪⏪⏪

Meeting the BAU team was a blast! I had been coming by to see my dad, seeing as how we don't spend much time together anymore.

First I bumped into SSA Derek Morgan, and Tech nerd Penelope Garcia:

"He-llo, momma!" said Morgan

"Don't scare her away already hot stuff!" Penelope hit his arm "Hi honey bunches, I'm Penelope, this is Derek, who are you? Are you a newbie?"

"Haha! No, I'm Y/n, I'm here to see my father!" I laugh, they looked confused

Next, SSA Jennifer Jareau (otherwise known as JJ) and SSA Emily Prentiss

"Who's this?" JJ asks Garcia

"This is Y/n, she's here to see her father!" Garcia tells her, confused. None of them letting me speak JJ asks

"Who's her father?" With a confused face as well

"Wh-" Garcia starts to ask me a question when my Father, and Uncle Aaron walked in

"UNCLE AARON!" I ran up to him and jump hugged him

I could see my dad off to the side holding his arms open with a playful confused/hurt look on his face, looking from side to side

"No hug for dear old dad, no sirey, just here for the money" he said sarcastically to no one

"Glad you know" I joked, and gave him a huge hug and a kiss on the cheek

"So I have lunch I was hoppiii-" I stuttered off as I watched a beautiful man, a genius, a fluffy haired, angelic, smart, kind man walk by me, his name

Doctor Spencer fuckin Reid

"Aaand she's gone" my dad said bringing me back to reality, now noticing everyone smiling at me, him not even noticing I'm here put his stuff down at his desk

"Wwwhat his papers are insanely good" I whispered looking at my shoes

"Well, I'd still like to know what the hell is going on?!" Morgan asks

"This is one of my daughters from my second marriage" he finishes the sentence with a kiss to my head

"Also I already knew your names, my father has prepared me well" I laughed

"Huh and I guess you know pretty boy?" Morgan asks with a smirk, still working at his desk (I'd have to meet him later) I nodded quickly with a blush

"I think she knows him more than she knows any of you, and she's actually met you guys now" my father answers, while everyone starts "oouu" -ing and laughing, I just blushed with my head down

⏩⏩⏩⏩⏩

I eventually met Spencer when everyone came to our house for a cook out, walking backward with a chair isn't a good idea when you can't see behind you.

"OUFF" hit a wall, wait... walls don't make noises

I put the chair down and turn around "OH MY GoD, Im So SorRy" my voice cracked as I spoke to the man in front of me "Are you okay?" I asked

"Haha yeah I'm fine, it was my fault anyway, I wasn't looking where I was going. You're Y/n right?" I instantly blushed

"y-yeah I am, Doctor Spencer Reid, if I'm not incorrect?"

"yes!" He smiled, absolutely beautiful. He helped me move the chair and we talked slightly, me stuttering the entire time.

⏭️⏭️⏭️⏭️⏭️

Again visiting my father at work, today was gonna be a good day.

I was getting ready to turn the corner to my fathers office when I ran into someone

"Sor- oh hi" it's like his ears were hurting, why do I have to run into you while I'm thinking about what a domesticated you would look like

"Hi, how are you?" He must have just woke up because his voice was deep as hell, and he had dark circles under his beautiful brown eyes

"-hi-" I couldn't think of anything else to say, I walked away quickly

"Hey can we go for lunch?" I asked my dad quickly

"Sorry kid, we got a case" disappointing but at least I can talk to Garcia alone (we've become good friends)

A while after they left:

I just walked straight into Garcia's office

"I SAID HI, TWICE" I said terrified

"Woah woah woah, what are we flipping out about" she looked very concerned

"I said hi twice! We bumped into each other and I said 'oh hi' and he said 'hi, how are you?' And I JUST SAID HI AGAIN?! WHY DOES HE HAVE TO REDUCE MY IQ TO 3?!"

"Wai- you mea-" I cut her off

"Spencer! Yes! Duh! Why does he have to be so hot and smart and adorable, I mean have you read his paper on quantum physics?! Only a perfect man could be that smart and THAT HOT!" I flopped on the couch in her bat cave

"Okay, baby doll, please don't be mad at me, I tried to tell you!" Only then did I look down to see the little red light being produced from the phone

"No."

"Yes." She said in a sorry voice

"Who are you on the phone with?" I asked nervously

"Oh! Actually hotch!"

"I'm not afraid to remove your knee caps Uncle Aaron." I said dangerously

"I'll help her hide the body!" Garcia shouted

"Ha.Ha. you want the bad news or good news?"

We stayed quiet

"Okay bad news is, the entire time Garcia's been on speaker, including the time that you ranted about boy genius, also bad news I'm sitting around everyone"

I could have cried until he said

"Good news is, is he can't stop smiling"

"EA" I let out a small yelp from Garcia nudging me and the information.

"You'll have to wait till we get back to ask her out, Rossi quit death staring him, you already knew, here's your fifty"

I ran out of the room and home, soon enough a couple days later there was a knock at my apartment door

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid x you #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid smut #criminal minds fandom #criminal minds fanfic #dr spencer reid #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds x reader

[pastanest]

if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @iamburdened - thanks so much!! ♡

Daryl Dixon x she/her!reader

spoilers: set in season 3, references to previous locations

Soft Spot For Ya

Rounding the corner to the only available cell in the block, you throw your bag onto the top bunk.

“Oh, I am totally taking the top bunk, you can kiss my sugar coated ass!” You cheer, looking over your shoulder at Daryl as you climb up the ladder to the second bunk. Your best friend chuckles and shakes his head, dumping his bag on the second bunk.

“Back in a room with you again, as if the end o’ the world couldnt get any worse!” Daryl teases as he sits down on the bunk beneath you.

Gasping, you lean over your bunk to smack him in the head with a pillow.

“Hey, dont be an ass! I am your absolute favourite roommate!”

Daryl rolls his eyes. “Sure ya are.”

You lie back on your bunk with your arms behind your head, smiling up at the ceiling. “If you actually disliked me, Im sure you would’ve kicked me out of your tent, or off of your part of the farm - all this evidence is against you mister, you sure you wanna take this case to court?”

Daryl sighs in defeat. “Alright alright, I get it, I got a soft spot for ya.”

This was a statement that Daryl realised to be true the day he met you. Back at the quarry, while Daryl was out on a hunt, he found you wandering the woods all on your own. You had no weapons and barely any food or water in your bag. When he asked you how you’d made it that far, you smiled bigger than he’d seen anyone smile since the world changed, and you said “Just kept running!”

He led you back to the camp, and as soon as the two of you cleared the trees, Shane dropped whatever was in his hands and marched over, shaking his head.

“Naw, we dont jus’ let anyone stay here.”

Naturally, you had an immediate disliking to Shane, considering he barely glanced at you, let alone introduced himself. Your smile fell from your face, and you stayed quiet, not out of fear, but just to observe the situation for a little longer to figure out the dynamic of this group.

Daryl’s gestures to you. “I’ll take full responsibility for ‘er. She was out there completely by herself, she aint got nobody, ya shouldnt turn her away man.”

You smiled kindly at Daryl to thank him in a way that wouldnt disturb the conversation, and he nodded back at you in reply. Shane’s next words tore your smile from your face yet again.

“Oh, and I ‘spose her life’s been saved by some piece of shit redneck?” He seethed, taking a step closer to Daryl. It fascinated you that nobody else in the group tried to prevent this. Clearly Shane’s reign of aggression had everyone under submission, except for Daryl, and then, you.

You frowned, bravely standing slightly in front of Daryl. “Hey! Dont talk to him like that!”

Shane shook his head at you, laughing without humour. “Oh, naw, see you dont get to speak to me, you aint one of us!”

You throw your arms in the air, making big gestures as you let him have a piece of your mind. “I dont give a flying fuck if you consider me as part of your group, the fact is I’ve been here two whole minutes and in that time all you’ve done is act like an ass, and judging by the faces of everyone ‘round here, you make a habit of that, and that’s not okay! The world going to shit doesnt give you the right to think you own it, asshat. And if you could refrain from insulting Daryl - who has a name, in case all the hot air in your head made you forget - I’ll refrain from breaking your goddamn nose.”

The quarry fell silent, Daryl’s eyes had been locked on you from the moment you stepped out in front of him, and he was utterly hypnotised by you. Nobody had ever defended him like that.

Very slowly, Dale started to clap for you, then T-Dog and Glenn joined in.

Lori, Carol, Andrea and Any couldnt help smiling and laughing, a mixture of shock and of ‘serves him right’.

Shane was scowling at you. Dale raised his hand.

“I, for one, would like to vouch for this girl’s permanent residence!” He offered, throwing you a kind smile, which you gladly returned. “Who’s with me?” Dale called, and within a few seconds, everyone else in the group had an arm in the air.

Daryl walked to stand beside you, lifting his arm in the air to cast his vote before swinging it around your shoulders.

“Looks like yer outnumbered, go cry about it.” Daryl said to Shane childishly, making everyone laugh as he walked you back to his tent.

Ever since, the two of you have been inseparable. When Rick found the group, he actually assumed that you and Daryl had been dating since before the apocalypse, he was truly shocked to find out that you’d only known each other a couple of months, and you werent dating. You kept your word with Shane, and ended up breaking his nose on the farm after he made the mistake of insulting Daryl again. Considering how protective you got of Daryl, you were intending to break more than Shane’s nose, but you were pulled off him by none other Daryl Dixon himself, who took you away to calm you down and bandage your knuckles, while Rick calmed down Shane. Thankfully, it wasnt long before Shane was dead, and with him went the usual cause for your anger.

Now, things between you and Daryl are complicated in a way that is complicated to everyone except the two of you.

“Hey, Daryl?” You call down to him from your bunk after a few minutes of comfortable silence.

“Yeah?” Daryl replies, curious as to what random thought has popped into your head all of a sudden.

“You think now we’ve got a more solid place to stay, you’re gonna take me out to dinner?” You ask him, and Daryl is silent, waiting for something that he cant put words to. After a few lengthy seconds, you burst out laughing.

Daryl scoffs and pushes himself up to stand away from his bunk. “An’ ya call me an ass!”

You roll over onto your stomach you’re laughing so hard, while Daryl shakes his head and searches through his bag. He’s about to walk out of the cell, but you stop him.

“Hey! Where’d ya think you’re going?” You question.

“Anywhere away from you!” Daryl retorts sassily, turning around to look at you from the cell doorway.

You laugh, using your hand to beckon him back over, and he rolls his eyes but strolls back over to you. Daryl stands at your bunk, and you grab the back of his head to pull him close to you, kissing his forehead from your place on the top bunk.

Beaming at Daryl, you let go of him, and he scoffs, blushing and shaking his head.

“Love yooouuuu!” You call as he shuffles out of the cell.

“Yeah, whatever!” Daryl yells back, and you fall back onto your bed in fits of laughter again.

Nobody else could understand what it was between you and Daryl, but they didnt need to. You didnt need to put a name to it, a name makes it too simple, there’s no word to describe the adoration you two have for each other. The world has moved past the need for simplistic relationship titles. All that matters is that you are each other’s best friends, and each other’s sources of comfort, strength, and love. Even if nobody else understood your relationship, they couldnt deny that those things were true in everything you did for each other.

#daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon imagine #x reader #the walking dead #twd #fanfic #fanfiction #imagine #imagines #headcannon

[lizzieislife94x]

I Wanna Be Your Girlfriend (e.o)

GirlxGirl

LizziexFem Reader

Honestly I'm drunk and Girlfriend by Avril Lavigne came on and so I've wrote this lmao enjoy (I will be writing it sober but just putting the idea down now or I'll forget)

Y/ns POV:

Why does she need to look so fucking perfectly perfect I groan to myself as I fake a smile to my best friends, friend Elizabeth I've met her multiple times we've hung out in a group multiple times and we always catch eyes I've spoke to her many of times alone but it's so hard to control myself around her I don't know why I'm so madly inlove with this woman yet she only sees me as a friend of a friend but fuck I love listening to her talking and her laughing smile can turn my worst days to amazing days and her eyes I've found myself lost in them many times and don't get me started with the little touches and flirting here and there purely innocent on her end she's just started seeing someone she has a second date with her in a few days "y/n yoo y/n" my best friend Stella snaps in my face with a giggle bringing me out of my thoughts "welcome back y/n where did you go" lizzie says softly as she gently rubs my arm making me blush "oh uh just lost in thought haha anyone want a drink?" I say standing up as I walk away without actually seeing if anyone wants a drink "yeah can I have a double vodka with sprite please" I say ordering a drink and boy do I need it

"dude what is wrong with you, you where spaced out the entire conversation lizzie was telling us about the girl she has a second date with and you wernt listening " I rub my temples and turn to Stella placing my hands on her shoulders "you know I love you right but please drop it im fine I zoned out and I don't wanna hear about how excited she is for her date with Little Miss Perfect" I say with a sigh as jealousy comes out "here you go ma'am " I turn and take my drink smiling as I turn back to Stella "you like her don't you" I roll my eyes and drink some of my drink "just drop it please I need to go get ready to go on stage the band should be ready ill see you in a bit" I down the rest of my drink and walk past lizzie towards the stage without making eye contact I quickly jump on the stage and hug my band mates I walk towards Jules who smirks pulling me into a hug hands resting on my lower back giving the full bar view she whispers in my ear not breaking the hug "so blondy over there is that who the songs about are you still doing it " I pull away and look at her with a nod I walk towards the mic and pull it to my lips "mic check one two one two, how's everyone doing tonight I hope youre all excited to see us perform because we are super excited to be here as always thank you to the owner and our dear friend Jacob" I smile as everyone starts cheering and screaming I turn to look at my band and nod as they start to play the tune I smirk getting ready to jump around and sing my heart out giving it all my energy "hey hey you you I don't like your girlfriend no way no way I think you need a new one" I scream while jumping around having a ball making direct eye contact with lizzie I point to her slightly as I continue to jump around singing all of us giving it our all " hey hey you you I want to be your girlfriend "

we continue singing until the song ends as everyone starts screaming and cheering making me smile brightly we perform another 3 songs before I bid my goodnights to the people I jump off stage and smile an appreciated smile as Stella hands me a drink I sit and drink it as I wipe the sweat from my face by lifting my top I take a second to get my breath back before looking at lizzie and Stella lizzies eyes glued to my toned stomach "thanks for supporting me as always such an amazing bestie I love you" I say standing up walking behind Stella wrapping my arms around her in a tight hug kissing her cheek gently "I'm gonna head home though because I need to shower and well you know" I whisper the last part as she squeezes my arms letting me know she understands I quickly stand up straight and look at lizzie with a slight smile "thank you for coming have a great night" I turn walking out of the club as I get my car keys from my pocket unlocking it I climb in and sigh leaning my head against the steering wheel after a few minutes I hear soft knocks on my window I look up to see lizzie and smile as I open my door "hey are you ok" I ask as she moves closer to me "yeah so Stella's boyfriend turned up and they where eating eachothers faces and she's my ride home I was wondering if you could take me home" I can't say no to that face as much as I can't spend time with her I'd never leave her here I need to make sure she's safe "yeah sure of course jump in" she smiles and jumps up and down placing a kiss on my cheek as she runs around to the other side hoping in the car "thank you" I nod not really saying anything as I start the car and head towards lizzies house she lives 50 minutes from here so this is gonna be an agonising ride "that first song you sang it was great about anyone in particular?" She randomly says 10 minutes into the drive "yeah but she's seeing someone so it honestly doesn't matter"

I say a little coldly "is it about stella" she says a hint of sadness in her voice I shake my head and laugh "oh god no I love her she's my best friend but I'm not inlove with her and I certainly don't want to be her girlfriend " after a few seconds of silence she whispers "good" i pull over to a more private place and look over to her "oh my god youre going to murder me arnt you" I let out a laugh and look at her longingly "no lizzie I'm not going to murder you I'd never hurt you, but" i take a deep breath and ready myself gripping the wheel a little "youre an amazing girl but I think we should hang out with Stella separately being around you is becoming incredibly hard and tonight sitting listening to you talking about this amazing girl youre so excited to see again crushed me and I can't sit and pretend it doesn't when we all hang out but as time goes on it's gonna get worse and become harder and I know its so selfish of me but I think it's best" I say with sadness I look down and whisper after a few minutes of silence "say something "she clears her throat and looks at me "just take me home please" I sigh and start to drive towards her house once again she doesn't say a word the entire way to her house after 40 minutes I pull up to her house and park the car "there you go" she turns and looks at me like she's studying me and before I know it she grabs me by the collar of my shirt crashing her lips to mine in a heated passionate kiss after a few seconds I pull away completely confused "wh.." she smirks and interruptes me "there is no other girl, I like you and I wanted to pretend I had this amazing date coming up it was stupid but fuck I like you" before she can say anything I kiss her passionately, once air becomes and issue she pulls away leaning her head against mine "take me to bed" she whispers I instantly jump out the car and run around to open her door both of us giggling as she jumps into my arms 

"You look so fucking sexy" she says biting her lip as she looks down at my naked exposed body I honestly wasn't expecting her to be a top but fuck me she's hot, I can't help but blush looking at her with lust in my eyes "please fuck me mommy" I instantly freeze slapping my hands over my mouth my eyes almost bulging out as I realise what i said "fuck say it again" she groans as she sits between my legs rubbing my thighs sending tingles all over my body "please...fuck me..mommy" I breath out a moan as her thumb gently rubs my clit adding a little pleasure making me buck my hips to gain more friction "please don't tease baby" I moan as she smirks "so fucking wet for me kitten and that's not my name" she slides her fingers down to my entrance teasing me "I'm sorry mommy but please don't tease me I need you fuck I need yo..." before I could finish she sunk 2 fingers deep inside me causing me to gasp and moan as the pleasure runs through my veins "mhhh fuck just like that mommy" she thrusts her fingers faster as she leans down taking my left nipple into her mouth as my hand instinctively grabs her hair causing her to moan "you like that kitten" she groans against my nipple as her fingers curl hitting my gspot "fuckkkkkkk do...don't stop pl..please mommy" I scream as she continues to hit my gspot over and over I feel my legs start to shake uncontrollably as the knot in my stomach snaps and my orgasm washes over me lizzie slows her thrusts to let me ride out my orgasm as my legs continue to shake and my cum coats her fingers and hands "oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck" I whimper pulling her down ontop of me as she slides her fingers out and smirks bringing them to my lips "suck princess"

I moan and do as I'm told and suck her fingers swirling my tounge around causing her to moan "such a pretty site if it wasn't so late I'd make you cum over and over so I can hear those pretty little cries of pleasure but you need sleep babygirl " I smile and look into her eyes "I had no idea you where a top but fuck me it was hot I never let a girl top me but you turned me into a whimpering puddle" I say with a blush she smiles and pecks my lips whispering against my lips "because youre my good little girl" I moan and hide my face in her neck as she giggles and cuddles into me I turn on my side to look into her eyes "I can't believe that just happened I've found it so hard to control my feelings around you" I confess as I kiss her forehead "me to but I want to take you on a real date babe so tomorrow I'm taking you out" I smile and nod as we cuddle and I slowly drift off to sleep with a smile on my face as she tickles my back making me feel content. 

AN: ok I'm not gonna lie I was supposed to post this and another yesterday so I apologise but I was out with friends all day for my birthday so completely forgot to finish it but I hope you enjoy I have another then ill start working on the part 2s and requests, hope everyone is good and remember stay hydrated babes haha word count 2k 

#elizabeth olsen #lizzie olsen #fanfic #mcu #mcu fanfiction #marvel mcu #oneshot #smut #wattpad #lizzieislife94x #wanda maximoff #wandavision #mommy wanda #wanda marvel #wanda mcu #wanda x reader #wanda x you #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximommy #wanda maxmoff x y/n #wanda smut

[ch3rriewine]

Made with love <3.

summary: you crochet remus a sweater after noticing his deminishing collection:)

warnings??: 1.3k words, fluff, fem!reader, crochet stuff, remus being a cutie, no use of y/n, they're in love we get it, young remus, the pace she finishes the sweater is a little unrealistic but eh, first fic bear with me here, ahhhhh idk dude lmk if im missing something

idk like authors note: this is inspired by @lonelyhe4rts imagine:D, go check it out its great! if they say they are uncomfortable with this i will take it down immediately. i just thought i'd make something similar idk also this is super old it's been sitting in my notes for a year. if there's any mistakes or something lmk!

╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯

Currently hard at work with a wooden hook in one hand and a quarter finished woolen square in the other, yarning over and pulling through as quickly as you can.

You are in the middle crocheting your lovely boyfriend a sweater. Sure, it was ambitious to finish a sweater a few days before you planed to give it to him, but you were dead set on making him this — Plus you had already finished the front panel. The yarn is a gorgeous tan shade you thought would suit his personality perfectly. Found it in a small crafts store whilst visiting your muggle relatives and knew you had to buy some. Granted it was impulsive and you had no current projects needing this specific color, but it reminded you of Remus, so it was only right for you to buy it.

A couple hours later, and many breaks from her hand cramping, you finally finished the back panel and was beginning the first sleeve when it struck you — the best idea ever. You had the brilliant idea of putting tiny heart at the end of the sleeve so only he’d be able to see it. Yup you were a genius, you decided. The heart would be a blush color so it would blend in just enough to see it if you looked directly at it while not being too vibrant. Once it was on the inside of the wrist area, he walked in. There he was with his shaggy brown hair that somehow always fell right, his tall lanky stature, and his terrible posture. He smiles wide as soon as he spots you in an old armchair in the corner of the common room. Immediately you hide the work in progress behind your back, wouldn’t want to ruin the surprise now would we?

It was too late unfortunately, he has seen you with yarn and a hook in your hands and was immediately curious as to what you were making. He has always been a fan of the small bags or beanies you managed to weave up, so he wanted to know what this one was and why you hid it behind your back.

Striding over with furrowed eyebrows he asks

“Hey, what were you working on if you don’t mind me asking?” He plops down on the armchair beside yours.

“I do mind you asking actually” you reply with a slightly humored tone.

“Oh come on! I love your projects, please!” he drags out the end “Just let me see” He pleads now leaning over the small end table separating the 2 chairs, grabbing at your arm softly.

“No! I’m not gonna show you until it’s done!” You pull back your arm, crossing them and looking back at him with fake frustration.

“Please” He pleads “I’ll give you my love if you tell me”

“Hard pass” you say blankly, looking away to pretend to read some book left nearby.

Just as he was about to plead again, James, Sirius, and Peter walk in calling his name, looking to drag him into another one of their silly ideas. James spots him and makes his way over quickly. Before he gets another word out, he gets dragged by James excitedly. Finally, some peace in here. As soon as he’s out of sight, you get back to work. After maybe another hour or so, you turn in for the night. With a cramping hand and a bundle of woven scraps in your hand you walk into your dorm, crashing onto your bed. You’re alone for maybe 10 minutes before your boyfriend finds you and takes you into his arms.

“You gonna tell me what you were making now?” He asks playfully.

“Shhh stay quiet pretty boy, I’m tired” you mumble into his chest.

“Alright fine" he tucks your hair aside "But only because you’re tired” he sighs dramatically before burying his head into your hair.

Next morning he invites you to watch Sirius eat some weird candy they found, but you decline to finish the sweater, and you do. With a rested mind and a no longer cramped hand you were back at it again, crocheting peacefully with Remus in mind to motivate you. Doing the last stitch which hides the last yarn end, you hold it up to look at it in whole. A stranger would know it was handmade, but it was still done well enough to think it’d be stocked in a small store that sold that kind of thing. Smiling, you go to wrap it.

You fold the sweater neatly in a box along with a couple of his favorite chocolates. Maybe it was overkill since it wasn’t even Christmas, but who can blame you? You were excited and he deserved it. Wrapping the box in a simple sparkly pink wrapping paper you had lying around and tying a nice white bow on it, you write a nice card to tuck in the bow.

With the gift neatly enough wrapped, you sneak into his dorm to find his bed. There, you set down the box and smile. You hope he likes it, wait no, he better like it. Walking back to your dorm you see, who other than the Marauders walking to back to their dorm. You smile to yourself and speed walk back to your own dorm.

Maybe 5 minutes pass before you get a certain brunette boy knocking at your door. Opening it with a smile you see him holding the opened box with a matching smile on his gorgeous face.

“Was this you?” He asks despite knowing the answer.

“Hmm I dunno, do you know any girls who crochet you things?” You tease lightly.

He matches your grin "Maybe"

“Well who’s this lucky gal?” You try to suppress your smile now, but failing quite miserably.

“Some pretty girl right in front of me” His cheeks tinted pink now.

“Well do you like it?” You drop the bit, now slightly insecure.

“Like? It’s my prize possession now! I mean you made me this? I know why you wouldn’t tell me what you were making now!” He rambles slightly letting himself into your empty dorm.

“If you love it so much try it on!” He hurriedly pulls off his current sweater and pulls yours from the box and pulling it on himself. He adjusts, feeling the material before putting his hands on his hips, posing for you. You giggle, and he swears he’ll do that a million times just to hear it again.

“Fits perfectly” you say walking towards him to examine it on him.

“Of course it does, you made it how could it have any flaws” he flirts. Rolling your eyes you pick up your polaroid camera to snap a shot of him in your, first of many, sweater. He sees this, smiles, fixes his hair till he catches a glimpse of blush yarn and looks at his sleeve again with adoration at the tiny heart. Then there’s a flash in front of him. He turns back to you grinning and pulling out the photo. Waving it a bit to develop faster, you look at the photo. It’s a perfect shot, so genuine. It’s him looking at the small heart with slightly furrowed brows, a small smile on his face, adoration in his eyes, and pink dusting cheeks. He walks over to look at it too.

“You’re so handsome” You say dragging out the last syllable, teasing lightly when he grabs it from you to look at it. Looking at it he smiles fully now and places it down on the closest desk. Pulling you into a hug he mumbles into your hair.

“Thank you so much, dove. I love it, it’s the best thing I’ve ever gotten.” Your cheeks become hot and you bury your head into his chest further.

“I’m just glad you like it.” You smile into his chest.

#remus lupin fluff #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin #marauders #marauders fluff #remus lupin fic #young remus x reader #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin one shot #remus lupin blurb #remus my babygirl

[it-was-funeral-grey]

Realisations in mess (Al Haitham x F!Reader)

Masterlist Part 5 Part 6

Summary: you're finally home! But what is this mess? clean up + cooking with alhaitham basically

Warnings: vulgarities, trashed up house (matra's fault), reader's ankle is sprained, cleaning up, alhaitham spewing out absolute bs, they eat an onion lol (no joke i was far gone when i wrote that part), sword,

Word count: <3.4k

Inspired by:-

Author's note: im learning how to make gifs! also im not sure if its obvious, but this is gonna be a 'slowburn' type of story!

Thank you everyone for your comments and encouragement! I can;t thank you all enough!

as usual i hope this is ok i tried

Please give criticism! Also, if i missed any warnings, do tell me so i can add them!

Her house is a fucking mess.

Al Haitham can try, but he can't recall what her house looks like. But he knows it's not supposed to look like this.

Archons, what the hell did the Matra do? 

He doesn't stop her when she unslings her arm from around him. Instead, he holds the door open as she hobbles into her living room. He hears her let out a defeated sigh, but when she turns around to face him, she smiles.

"Well, at least I'll have something to do this afternoon," she looks around with pursed lips. "Been thinking of rearranging stuff anyway!"

Her cheerful tone doesn't fool him. It's as clear as day that she's beyond upset at the state of her home.

"You're...going to clean up this mess on your own?" she can't be serious. The place is completely trashed (is that...Harra Spice on the floor?). "Just you. With your sprained ankle." 

"Well, you did see the looks that the neighbours gave me," no, he didn't. He was focusing on other things. Like making sure she leans her weight on him, not her ankle. "I should probably keep to myself for now," she replies, her eyes downcast. "Hopefully, whatever rumours about me will die out soon." 

With that, she squats down, picking up a book off the floor. 

Huh, now that he thinks about it, there are a lot of books here (and yes, that's definitely Harra Spice on the floor.). And no, not notebooks or record books. Actual books- look, there's a book on languages over there and a thick book about Liyue Adeptuses right next to it. Al Haitham has never seen another house with this many books (apart from his own). In fact, most of her living room floor is covered in them, ripped from their bookshelves which lay not too far away from them. 

It must have taken her years to collect this many books. He's impressed that she managed to keep them all hidden all this time.

"I'll be fine, really," her voice strains as she reaches for another book. "Thank you for helping me back! And for everything else." 

Al Haitham's moving before he knows it. One second he's standing up, looking down at her picking up her books. The next, he's dropping his overnight bag and squatting down, grabbing her book for her.

"Oh! Thank you."

"You need to rest your ankle," Al Haitham states, reaching over to take the book already in her hands. "Stand up." 

Moving over to her, he gestures for her to sling an arm over him before standing up with her.

"There's no way you're going to be able to clean up this mess," he unslings her hand gently before walking over to her overturned couch. "I'll help."

"Ah! It's fine," she hobbles over to him, but he's already flipped her couch over. "You must be busy. I can-"

"It's lunchtime now. Everyone's on break." 

"Then you should be taking a break too!"

"I've already done so on the boat."

"Well, what about your lunch? I didn't see you eat anything."

"I had a heavy breakfast."

"That's not lunch."

"Sit down and rest your ankle."

"Hey! Did you hear what I just said?"

Despite your protests, you're grateful you won't have to clean up this mess alone.

"How do you arrange your books?" Al Haitham asks as he lifts your last toppled bookshelf back upright. "By topic? Height?" He then shoots you a wary glance. "…Colour?"

"Topic, then by height," you reply, feeling slightly useless as you sit on the couch with a newly bandaged ankle (courtesy of Al Haitham). "Wait, colour? Do people do that?"

"You'll be surprised," he chuckles, and you see his shoulders relax. "There exists a certain individual that insists on making it their personal mission to convince others to arrange their bookshelves that way purely 'for the aesthetic'," he picks up a red book off the floor, running a hand over the slightly dented cover. "You have a lot of books here."

"Do… you find it strange?" you ask meekly. You wouldn't be surprised if he did. Hardly anyone in Sumeru used books, much less kept them thanks to the (recently abolished) Personal Book Act. This wouldn't be the first time a visitor judges you about it.

"Not at all," Al Haitham replies, flipping through the book gently. "I'm just surprised that you read," he stops at a folded page. "Almost no one reads in Sumeru. Not even Akademiya scholars. All they relied on was the Akasha terminals."

He balances the book in a hand and shuts it.

"I'm impressed that you managed to get your hands on this many. The Akademiya doesn't print any books. And there aren't any bookstores in Sumeru."

He passes the red book to you, and you swear his lips curve upwards for a fraction of a second.

"It's well written, but the author gives no evidence to back up his hypothesis. It's pure speculation on his part."

"You've read this before?"

"It's a title in the House of Daena," he explains, bending down to pick up another book and reading its title. "Although it's better off as a storybook."

"The House of Daena has books about Liyue?" you ask. The book in your hands is a Liyue publication which took you many pains to obtain. If there's an easier way to get access to such books-

"Definitely," he seems intrigued by your enthusiasm. "Many darshans' studies involve learning about other cultures and regions. So, books on such topics would be provided. Although whether the students want to read them is a different story."

So they'll have books about Liyue Law! You haven't been able to get your hands on any thus far.

He picks up a few more books off the floor and places them on a bookshelf nearest to him.

"You have a lot of books on Law. And Liyue."

"Ah! Yeah," his observation shocks you back into reality. "I…actually wanted to study in Liyue's Law School."

"Wanted?"

"Well, you know," he turns to look at you, and you look away. You know you won't be able to control the disappointment written all over your face if you talk about this. "Times aren't exactly the best now. Money is tight right now, with inflation and all. So…"

"I see."

"Yeah," you sigh and quickly plaster a smile, as you turn back to him. "But it's alright. I can still read about it! There are many more books in the House of Daena, so I'll borrow them!"

"…You can only borrow books if you're a student or teacher at the Akademiya."

"Oh."

It takes Al Haitham about an hour to finally get all the books off the ground and into a somewhat orderly manner. The floor is much more empty now, save for shards of glass and foodstuff amongst overturned furniture. Al Haitham knows that the Matra are thorough in their investigations, but wrecking a house to such an extent in search of evidence is seriously going overboard.

He's going to have a long talk with the Matra stationed at Port Ormos when he gets there.

"Here?" Al Haitham asks the lady standing next to him. She's insisted on helping, against his protests. Eventually, they came to a compromise- he'll carry and arrange the books, and she'll point out where to put everything.

"Yep! These few are fine- ok, switch those two," she instructs. "Everything else is in order. Thank you!"

"Where's the broom?" Al Haitham asks, kicking a shard of glass away from her. "There's glass everywhere."

"It must be the bottle of Harra Spice I bought," she hobbles past the dining table over to the kitchen, Al Haitham following closely behind her. "I bought some groceries the day before I got arrested. I left it on the dining table and… forgot to unpack it."

She didn't forget. Al Haitham takes the opportunity to quickly pick up the chairs and push them under the table, which she thanks him for. She was taking care of me and didn't have the time to put it away.

They both ignore the splinters of wood that fall out when he moves the chairs.

"I'm sorry about this whole mess," Al Haitham sighs. It doesn't matter how he tries to reason with himself. No matter what, this whole situation is his fault. And it leaves a really bad taste in his mouth that she's the one paying the price for it. "I'll be sure to pay for whatever damages there are."

"None of this is your fault," she quickly retorts, grabbing the broom's handle…which immediately detaches from the broom's head. "And like I said," she reaches for the broom head, but Al Haitham beats her to it, taking the handle from her as well. "I've been thinking about rearranging the place anyway!"

Yeah. Rearranging, not refurbishing. Past her shoulder, he sees the wrecked kitchen. And shards of broken tableware among other objects sprinkled all over the floor. She's going to need to replace a lot of things.

"Still, if there's anything I can do to make it up to you-"

"If you really want to make it up to me, take care of yourself and don't faint in front of a random person's house again!"

"I'll do my best."

"Is…that a yes or a no?" her head tilts as she frowns, eyeing him puzzledly. "And wait! Do your best to not do that or to do that?"

And out of nowhere, Al Haitham feels the sudden urge to 'push it', as Kaveh call it. Just to see how she'll react. For research purposes.

"Celestia wills the movement of the mountain and hills." he recites an old rhyme while observing her increasingly perplexed expression with great interest. The rhyme was just his grandmother's way of saying that no one knew what the future held- except fate.

"…what?"

"May the stars align your wish alongside their plans."

"???"

The good news is that cleaning your kitchen didn't take very long. The bad news is that you pretty much have to buy a new set of almost everything for your kitchen.

No, you're not joking. All you could do was grab things off the floor and counter and throw them into the bin. It hadn't taken long for you to realise that the Matra had destroyed almost everything, save for your stove and sink, a dented, but still usable pot, a single onion and a small bottle of oil.

Nothing else was spared. Not your tableware. Not your bottles of sauce. Not any of your newly bought ingredients. And most definitely not your bottle of Harra spice.

"This should be the last of it," Al Haitham re-enters the kitchen with a fully filled dustpan. "You need any help in here?"

"No, I'm done here," you groan. The Matra had destroyed all your groceries for the week. Do you even have enough Mora to buy food again this week? "Squeaky clean!"

"…and empty."

"Don't remind me," you grumble, sitting on the counter. "How did they break so many plates? It's not even fragile! It's made of wood!"

"A hidden ability of overzealous and bored Matra, I suppose," Al Haitham says as he dumps the contents of the dustpan into your overflowing bin. "Is there anything else?"

"No, just my room. I'll settle that myself," you answer. Rubbing at your bandaged ankle, you sigh, leaning your head against the overhead cabinet. "Thank you for your help, really. I wouldn't have been able to clean this all on my own."

"It's no problem. How does your ankle feel?"

"It's alright. Doesn't hurt too much."

"That's good. Elevate it when you can."

"I will."

A peaceful silence washes over the two of you as you finally get some rest after cleaning the entire house. But all that's interrupted when your stomach suddenly rumbles.

Oh, Archons. 

"I…I'm so sorry."

"Well, it is a little bit past lunchtime. How are you settling lunch?"

"I have an onion."

"Sorry?"

"I have oil too."

"You're going to eat an onion?"

"I gotta," you grip the onion in your hands. "But all my knives are broken, so I can't dice it."

"Can't you go out to buy some ingredients?" Al Haitham looks a little concerned. "You don't need to eat the onion."

"The only person who sells groceries these days is Bahram," you begin peeling the onion. "But he closes shop early. He should be closed right now."

"So, how are you planning on eating this…onion?"

"I'll try to fry it."

"You're just going to toss that whole sphere of onion onto a pan?"

"Well, I don't have a pan anymore so I'll use my pot," you grab your pot and place it over the stove. "Hopefully, it won't roll out."

"Now, hold on. Don't do that."

"I mean the other alternative is eating it raw, but-"

"Use this."

"Hm?" you pour some oil into the pot before turning to him. "What the he-"

"Calm down. You're going to spill the oil onto the floor."

"Where did that come from?!"

"From me."

Before you is a beautiful green blade, rounded by a white and gold spine. A majestic aura surrounds it- as if it belongs to a higher being. It almost looks too holy to touch.

"Here. Use it to dice the onion."

HUH.

"Waitjustholdonasecond," your words jumble as you struggle to understand his request. "You want me to take your fancy blade and use it to cut the onion?"

"Yes," he pushes the blade further towards you. "Go on."

"You can't be serious. I can't do that to your sword!"

"If it's hygiene you're worried about, I assure you that-"

"No, it's not that!" honestly, it kind of scares you how hygiene isn't your main concern here. "Your sword! I can't cut an onion with your sword! What if I break it?"

"If my sword breaks from cutting an onion, I wouldn't carry it around."

"You carry it around? Where? I didn't see- ok, I'm going off-topic," you sigh. "Are you sure I can use it? It looks really expensive and I don't wanna, uh, desecrate it."

"It's a sword. It's meant for cutting things," he takes the onion from you and slices it into two before handing it over to you. "You're using it as intended. I don't see the problem."

"If you say so…" he lets the blade go into your hands, and you jerk at the sudden weight. "Oh- Archons, how do you carry this?"

"You alright there?"

"Yep, yep, I- I'll be fine!"

Your onions end up more chunky than usual, but you'll take it. You heat up the oil (after trying to squeeze out every last drop of oil from the small bottle) and gently add in the onions later. The sounds of sizzling oil fill the kitchen, and you happily take in the scent emitting from the pot. After a while, you feel that it's time to stir it around so you-

Wait. How are you gonna stir it?

"Uh oh," you grab the handle of the pot, tilting it from one end to the other. But it's no use. The onions aren't flipping over. "Oh no."

"Hm?"

"I forgot I don't have a spatula. I can't flip it."

"Use the sword."

"I- fine. Use the sword."

The final product looks better than you expected. Golden brown onions lay on top of each other inside the pot and your mouth waters at the sight.

"You'll have to wait till the pot cools down a little," Al Haitham cautions as he places the pot on the dining table. "Or else you'll burn your hand when you reach in for a slice."

"Haha, no."

"Hey! What did I just say-"

You really can't help yourself. You're too hungry. Reaching into the pipping hot pot, you pinch a piece of onion and quickly toss it into your mouth.

"Ah- hwot-"

"Unbelievable."

"Take- a slice!" you say between blowing out hot air. "It tastes pretty good! Must be the fancy sword flavour."

"I'll take one when it cools down a little. So I don't burn my fingers and the roof of my mouth."

"Suit yourself."

And the two of you fall into another cycle of silence- this time only interrupted by the sound of you blowing out hot air and Al Haitham scoffing at the display before him. Eventually, the pot cools down, and he takes up your offer and grabs a piece.

"What do you think? Pretty good, right?"

"It's good."

"That's all you have to say about the onions your sword painstakingly chopped?" you hold your chest in fake shock. "How dare you, good sir!"

"Well, my sword seems happy enough," he plays along, reaching a hand out. In an instant, the blade materialises. "I don't see any dissatisfaction from it."

"Woah!"

And then the blade disappears. And his hand is again as empty as your kitchen is.

"How did you do that?"

"Do what? Keep my sword?"

"Yeah! And make it reappear!"

"Well…"

The rest of your meal is spent happily chatting and making the poor man materialise and keep his blade over, and over again.

As selfish as it sounds, you don't want him to go. Because the moment he does, you'll be alone in Vimara Village, with nothing but rumours to keep you company.

But he has a job to do- an important one, at that. He's Sumeru's Acting Grand Sage. He's not a friend.

"I think it's about time I take my leave," he finally says, snapping you out of your train of thought. Standing up from his shaky chair, he grabs his overnight bag. "Thank you for your hospitality."

"Not at all," you reply, slowly standing from your chair as well. "I'm sorry that I couldn't host you under better circumstances."

"Would you happen to know where a certain Dilawar lives?" he asks. "I was told that he lives here."

Ah, so that's why he's here.

"Mr Dilawar lives not too far from here. Just head upwards from here and stop at the second house from the bridge," you answer. "Are… you here to fix Port Ormos?"

"Yes," he replies. "The closure of the port is not a problem I can ignore. Discussing the current state and future of the port with the trade supervisors is a crucial step in fixing the problem."

"Well, if you're on the case, then there's nothing for us common folk to worry about," you let out a relieved sigh. "With you as the Acting Grand Sage, Sumeru is in good hands."

"…Thank you."

You walk him to your front door, and he pauses outside for a moment to look back at you.

"Make sure to rest your ankle."

"I will."

"Keep a look out for any shards of glass on the floor. I may have missed them."

"I highly doubt that, but alright."

"And," he pauses again, looking over at your bookshelves. "Don't give up hope on going to Law school."

"Eh?"

"You must have taken a lot of effort to collect and read through all those books," he says. "It'd be a pity if all that effort went to waste."

He stands a little straighter, looking you in the eye this time.

"This is a temporary issue. Don't let something like that ruin a lifetime of fulfilment."

With that, he turns around.

"Well then, see you."

"Ah! Yeah, see you."

And he walked off.

"Well, you know," she doesn't turn away fast enough for Al Haitham to miss that crushed expression of hers. "Times aren't exactly the best now. Money is tight right now, with inflation and all. So…"

"I see."

So, it's a money issue. The reason that she's giving up her dream is because of money.

Like hell he's going to let that happen.

He'll solve it. He'll fix Sumeru's entire economy. He'll force the port open with his own two hands.

Just get that look off her face.

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im like hey what’s up hello 😎

bfb!indy who doesn’t have any shame about the way he ogles you when your flaunting around the house in summer in a tiny bikini that covers nothing. your best friend doesn’t suspect a thing, bless her heart. trusts you so much that she’d even leave you alone with him whilst she’s out on a date.

“‘fuck you even wearing these for? they’re not covering anything.” indy’s greedy with the way his long pale fingers dig into the fat of your tits, massaging the flesh before sliding his hands over and around you to your back, pulling at the string to remove the skimpy bikini top. you’re sat front-on on his lap, having meandered into his bedroom with this exact thing in mind. you have the audacity to act innocent about it, regardless.

“indy, don’t know when she’s gonna be back.” you whine with a glossy pout, unable to help the way you hump on his lap just a little.

“indy don’t know when she’s gonna be — stop complaining, jesus. know exactly why you walked in here. gonna let me give it to you or what?” he’s focused on thumbing at your nipples that had grown stiff from the cool air of his room. you poorly stifle a high pitched whimper by pressing your teeth into your bottom lip, feeling more arousal drool from your aching hole.

“g—give me what?” you question dumbly, brain a hazy mess as soon as you’d walked into the room and seen him sprawled out, eyeing you with a hunger that only leads to deep, dirty fucking.

he bucks his hips up in response, pressing his bulge against your covered cunt. indy grins as he does so and you want to lick the spit off his sharp canines. you want to consume everything about him, right then and there. “what do you think, hm?” he sarks and your brows knit, pressing yourself harder against him as you all but hump him in your swimwear bottoms.

“anyway.” he continues, long finger sliding down your navel to curl around the shiny material of your bikini bottoms, pressing beneath the fabric and yanking them aside. “look at that. you get t’keep these on.” he then loops his hands around your backside, scooping your ass beneath his hands to help you hump your spread pussy on the length of his covered cock. “they’re pretty. ‘like that colour on you, princess.”

you whine pathetically, rolling your hips as he watches, licking over his naturally flushed lips. the way he watched you made you feel like prey, like you were something to ruin, possess, eventually devour. it only drove you closer.

“could cum just like this.” you whisper, almost ashamed of how little it took for indy to get you off. he hums, a pensive smile on his face as he tips his head to the side, slightly mockingly.

“mm. i’m generous but i’m not that generous.” he pulls your hips to a stop, overpowering you easily as he so often did. you writhe, but he doesn’t budge. “would rather you actually cum on my cock. now as much as i love looking at these pretty tits, why don’t you bend over for me sweetheart? know you’re dying for something rougher today. can see it in your eyes.”

— princessbrunette 🎀

ive read this a couple times tbh and i wish i had like... coherency to offer. like anything. but instead i just get lost in reading it again <3 oh princess we'd make such pretty babies together

#indy shoots the shit #thanks for the msg!! #princessbrunette #indy x reader smut

[harrywavycurly]

Ahhhh can we get the conversations thing with Eddie when we first started dating or like first met??💕

Hiiii babes!! Sure!! This was another fun one😂 so I hope you enjoy!💖

*I just see Eddie being awkward at first and then he gets more comfortable as time goes on*

“Uhh so would you maybe want to go eat with me sometime? Or drink? Or like we could do both? Like Uhm a meal or something.” “Eddie just ask me to dinner don’t make it weird.” “Right. Sorry. Would you like to go to dinner?” “Sure. Let’s go.” “Wait like right now??”

“You can hold my hand Eddie.” “Oh uh okay.” “You’re cute when you’re nervous.” “I must always look cute then because fuck you make me nervous sweetheart.” “I’m adding making dungeon masters nervous to my resume. I think that’s a good quality people look for.” “You’re so annoying.” “Says the one with sweaty hands.”

“Your hair looks nice uh did you do something new to it?” “I put it in a bun.” “It’s a nice bun…” “Thanks Eddie. Want me to show you how to do it? Your hair in long enough.” “Would you? I sometimes put it in like a ponytail or whatever but yeah a bun would be cool.” “Can I braid your hair one day?” “Uhh can we come back to that?”

“You like hot Cheetos?” “Like? No. I love them.” “They are like a torture device in the shape of food.” “If you can’t handle them just say that. They are my comfort food.” “Comfort food?” “Yes. If I’m sad or mad a bag of these bad boys will fix it.” “Okay so I should always have a bag on hand?” “That would be wise.”

“How the fuck do you get around in this thing it’s like driving a fucking boat.” “Hey be nice. This van has been through a lot.” “I can tell. Now where am I going?” “Straight back to being in the passenger seat if you keep talking shit about my ride baby.” “Sorry sorry. She’s a lovely van and she’s doing great.” “That’s better. Now make a left right up here.” “Take a right?” “No I meant lef-” “Eddie this is a dead end what the hell?”

“You made this?” “Yes why do you sound shocked?” “It’s really good.” “Gee thanks baby do I normally make shitty food?” “No you just normally don’t cook.” “It’s Mac and Cheese, a Munson specialty.”

“So uh have you ever like been arrested?” “Like handcuffed?” “Uh yeah.” “No. Jim’s never actually put them on me.” “Jim? As is Jim Hopper? You are on a first name kinda thing with him?” “Yes. I have slight anger issues and have lashed out a few times and he’s been called but it’s nothing serious he loves me.” “Jesus baby…” “Is that like an issue?” “You know I’m like fully a drug dealer right?” “Well yeah but you’ve never been in trouble with Hawkins P.D.” “Im totally fine with you being the badass in this relationship sweetheart.”

“I’m not getting in that canoe baby.” “Why not? It’s totally safe.” “I’ve seen you almost sink to the bottom of this damn lake in that thing so yeah. No. I’m good.” “Fine then enjoy sitting here alone.” “What? You’d leave me here?” “Yes.” “That’s harsh. Fine I’ll get in the damn canoe.”

“So if you’re my boyfriend does that mean I get to wear your vest?” “You want to wear my vest?” “Yes? I’d wear the whole thing but your leather jacket isn’t my style.” “Uh yeah sure baby you can wear it whenever you want.” “Can I add some pins to it?” “If you try to sneak a Madonna pin on my vest I’ll never let you wear it again.” “That’s if you ever get it back.”

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[callsignfangs]

JSSJJSJA I LOVE UR WRITING 😭😭 I'M MUNCHING SO HARD ON IT

p.s im the anon who asked for that farah x g/n reader after a hard mission if that even matters but

-besides that, I have another request🤭🤭 if u have time ofc

g/n reader whos afraid of thunderstorms (from PTSD maybe) and there just so happens to be a thunderstorm tonight oh no but farah is there with them🤩

SORRY FOR THIS REALLY LONG REQUEST BUT UM HAVE A GOOD DAY OR NIGHT RAHH GO WILD

GIGGLINGNGN IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED ITT 😚😚

(I’d call you the Farah anon but atp my, like, whole page is Farah. Not that I’m complaining 😇)

And absolutely I will absolutely devour any reqs I get, esp Farah ones, I just love them smmsmm 😇

(AND DONT APOLOGISE FOR THE LENGTH LUVVIEE 💟💟 I LOVE GETTING REQS 🫂)

Also also sorry for the wait ive been focusing a little on art and personal life stuff that’s absolutely battering me rn 🧍‍♂️

Farah Karim x GN!Traumatised! Reader 😚

To say nights were hard was a bit of an understatement for you. Sleep didn’t come easy - not when it was majorly plagued with painful projections and stalking memories, haunting you throughout the night when they couldn’t tear at you through the day.

So, you being up at god-knows-when at night really wasn’t too alarming. You didn’t even mind it that much anymore, it was a bit like a routine. The exhaustion was annoying, and the daily naps were a pain, but it was easier than attempting to face sleep.

Usually. Usually, your waking mind was clearer and safer than your sleeping one. Not tonight.

Tonight? Tonight, the thunder rolling through the air practically sent shockwaves through your room, sending your mind reeling into that fogged, not-quite-here, am-i-there haze, making your chest ache and stomach knot painfully. You wished your mind would surrender you to sleep, even if it was just trading one hell for another.

It wasn’t long before you ended up at Farah’s door like a little lost puppy. It seemed pointless - your hand was heavy with the fear of being a burden and you couldn’t even remember how you’d gotten there. The throbbing weight in your chest seemed to ebb into the air, the thickness slipping from your lungs before you could really get a full breath in.

Farah opening the door almost into your face was actually blessed coincidence, the empty glass in her hand somehow assured your oblivious little mind of just how much of a problem you were to her.

She didn’t even need to see the tears verging on spilling over your cheeks to know.

“Oh, hon, come on, lovely. I can’t have you out here by yourself, can I?”

You only just brought yourself to nod, lower lip wobbling involuntarily. Hands slipped across your back before you could burst into tears, softly guiding your listless form into her room, what little awareness you had left trailing behind. The gentle click of the door shutting only just stood out from the blood rushing through your ears, trying to shield from the growling of the thunder outside.

“Are you.. Are you warm enough, قلبي?” Her words were so motherly it hurt.

“How about I get you something warm to drink, alright? I’ll make your favourite, promise. Then we can snuggle up here and have a movie marathon, or something. How does that sound, love?”

A cosy, toasty drink and snuggles with your favourite girl? It did sound nice.

Farah’s smile widened. You must’ve nodded, or something. You didn’t quite know.

“There. I’m glad you like that idea. Just hold up one second, right?”

And then she plodded off again. Her absence made you hurt primally, fear creeping across your chest and up your throat, latching onto you with an iron grip. No, no, she couldn’t leave, it wasn’t safe, how did you let her go all alone what if-

“Hey, حبيبي, hey, it’s okay. Come here, shh.”

She was back. It felt like some kind of emotional whiplash, your feelings being pulled apart and moulded back together again, moving too quickly for you to really react.

Gentle, familiar hands guided you to sit back down - when had you stood up? - and cradled your cheek in their careful hold. Something slipped up over your ears, and the world went quiet again. Almost disturbingly so, the lack of input, of reassurance to your senses, it was scary.

It was like Farah read your mind as she leaned back in to whisper right next to your ear, just loud enough for you to hear, “It’s alright, sweetheart. Come on, you’re alright. We’re safe right now, we just have to let this storm pass. Literally, for once.”

The relaxed humour brought a weak smile to your face. It didn’t quite reach your eyes, but that was alright. You needed time and reassurance, only one of those had you received a decent amount of.

Her bed creaked as she joined next to you, worn, homely springs groaning with effort. Your hands were enveloped in her touch once again, substantial warmth coating the back of your hand, branching out over your palm and peeking up your wrist.

Farah didn’t hesitate to ease you down against the headboard, tucking a hand down against the small of your back as she fumbled for something she’d placed on the bedside table.

“Do you want that drink, love? I made your favourite. Same way as usual, don’t worry.” The mug was held by your hand, supporting it as you took it in your shaking ones. Her lips puckered softly as she puffed over the hot liquid, a little plume of steam flowing up to your face, the warm flash dragging your mind back somewhat. You idly noticed the seeds of a headache taking root against your temple.

“Careful, غالي, it’s hot.” It took a few moments to drag your eyes up and take her in, but you got there in the end. “Oh, hello, sweetheart. Popped back in, have we?” The light bags tugging at her under eye were engulfed by the soft plush of her cheeks as she smiled. To say she looked relieved was a bit of an understatement. One of her hands slipped from the mug, ensuring it was stable before coming up to give your cheek a little squeeze, thumbing gently at your cheekbone.

At your slow nod, her smile widened even further, gratitude pouring into her gaze. The mug was, once again, eased from your grasp at your seeming disinterest. It was probably going cold, but she didn’t particularly care.

“How do you feel about taking a nap, lovely? Just you and me. We can put on a movie too, like a little cosy movie night - does that sound nice?”

“Yeah..” Your words were almost too shaky to be intelligible, but seeing Farah’s warm glow at the attempt made it worth it.

Hands roamed gently under your thighs, easing you down into her shockingly comfy covers - ‘commander’s privileges’ - and proceeding to tuck you in, fussing over you all the while. It was a win/win, really, she got to look after and fuss over you, and you got a little bit of well-deserved spoiling.

After you were sufficiently smothered, Farah pulled herself up off the bed, calling out a soft ‘one sec’ before jogging out of the room. It was quiet. That wasn’t that bad anymore, though. She’d be back, soon.

Your mind barely wandered in the time it took for her to swipe the laptop off of the coffee table and speed back. She knew better than to leave you alone with your thoughts right now, though your semi-calmness when she got back was reassuring.

“Here we are..” Farah murmured idly, clambering up next to you, placing the laptop on the bedside table by your head. You were softly eased onto your side and pulled to a firm, pillowy chest. One arm was laid out under your shoulder, simultaneously supporting you and reaching out to the laptop, opening up her downloads and mindlessly scrolling through her library of movies. Her other arm was laid over your side, kneading at your tummy before moving slowly up to your chest.

The next few minutes were spent with Farah idly chatting into your ear, bouncing movie ideas off of you as she internally preened at each and every response you gave. Together, you decided on a movie, and cuddled into each other’s safe warmth as the opening credits rolled.

By the halfway mark, you were fast asleep. By the end, Farah was too.

—

Sorry for the kinda rushed ending, I wanted to maybe take this a little further sometime, but it’s been ages and I wanted to give yous a little sumet to munch on /j

Pinky promise I’ll try to drag myself out of my sorta-hiatus 😚🫂

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[ironwhoore]

hiya! I don’t know if you’re still up for writing? but if you are I have this one request with eddie x reader

in which they’re best friends (in love with each other) and reader and him are polar opposites? And that’s exactly why he likes her but one day a new student shows up and is an exact copy of eddie (metalhead and all) and they start spending more time together than eddie and reader? and well things are a bit angsty but it all ends with fluff?

yes this is really cute and im always up for writing eddie fluff 😩

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summary: you've had feelings for your best friend for a bit but when he starts hanging out with another girl and drifting away from you, you don't know if he even wants to hang out with you anymore. (also i added chrissy, eddie, and reader as a friend trio because we were robbed of the eddie and chrissy dynamic)

warnings: jealousy??? (idk if that needs a warning but there you go)

pairings: eddie munson x jealous!reader

"but eddieeeeeeeeeeee!" you whine, you've been trying to coerce him into letting you try some of the 'special k' that your guys' best friend chrissy said made her chill out quite a bit,

"no! you get high as fuck after like 2 hits of a joint! this shit will make you feel like you're in a different plane of existence!"

"you gave some to chris!"

"she told you about that? ugghh she can't be going around telling people that i sell ketamine!" he groans,

"eddie all three of us are best friends she's gonna tell me you gave her ketamine. oh and here's a golden idea, maybe you shouldn't be selling ketamine?" you say with an obvious tone,

"i have to make money somehow!"

"eddieee pleaaaseeeeeeeee?" you look at him with puppy dog eyes, "i'll pay double for it even!"

"i am not giving you ketamine."

"chrissy said it helped her a lot and that she wants some more!"

"if chrissy finished that bag already she needs a lot of help," eddie jokes, "look, we have movie night tomorrow right? ask if she'll bring what she has left and we will all have some. because i am not dealing with you high as fuck alone."

"ugh whatever edward." you pout,

"pouting doesn't work with me, sweetheart. you can have some tomorrow."

~~~~~~~~~~

you rode to school with chrissy ranting about how excited you were for movie night, she couldn't believe eddie was actually letting you have some ketamine, but she wanted to see what your reaction would be.

when you two pulled into the school parking lot you jumped out of the car excited to bug eddie, so you grab chrissy by the arm and drag her into the cafeteria where he usually sat with hellfire before classes started. eddie was there with hellfire, but there was a girl who sat to his left, laughing. in the spot you usually sat in. you look over at chrissy, "who's that?" jealousy blooming through your veins, you shouldn't be jealous because you and eddie were just friends. but you've had feelings for him ever since last year, and this girl was a complete match for him. black sabbath t-shirt and tattoos.

"uhh i dont know, maybe she's new."

you both walk over to the table "hey eds!" you sit in the chair on his right.

"hey y/n! this is adelaide!" eddie introduces you to the girl and she puts her hand out which you reluctantly shake,

"hey adelaide." you grit out, and you notice the venom in your words was noticeable as the girl and everyone else's faces drop.

"you alright?" chrissy asks,

you turn to her and form a tight lipped smile, "mhm," you hum, "i'm good. golden!" your jaw clenches in jealously, this goes unnoticed by you but chrissy notices and grabs your arm muttering a quick ‘excuse us for a second’ pulling you aside,

“what’s up?” she asks,

“what?”

“you look like you’re going to jump across eddie and murder adelaide, what’s wrong?”

“nothing.” you grit out,

chrissy quirks and eyebrow at you, you’re a bad liar.

“i’m just jealous.” you mumble,

“y/n, eddie just met adelaide you don’t need to worry about her, i guarantee she’s nothing to worry about.” she tries to soothe, which makes you feel a little bit better. eddie just met this girl so there was really no reason to be so jealous.

“yeah okay.”

you went back to the table and conversation flew by and it was time to get to first period, which went with you eyeing eddie down the whole time. which led to the predicament you got yourself into in 4th period, he grabbed your arm and dragged you to the janitors closet,

“what the hell is your problem y/n?”

“excuse me?” you say taken aback, what was your problem? “eddie you were practically making heart eyes towards that new adelaide chick at breakfast today!”

his mouth adopts a bit of a smirk, “okay? why do you care?”

“don’t fucking smirk at me like that!” god he was so hot annoying, “i don’t care eddie,” lie. i really don’t i just-it’s just you can’t-“ you start stammering trying to find a valid reason to be so upset with him,

“if you can’t find the reason you’re pissed at me and tell me by the end of today i’m not coming to movie night.” he says sternly, well that was one way for you to find the courage to tell him what was wrong. he storms out of the closet leaving you alone.

the next time you see him was in the hallways with adelaide at his hip. then you see him at lunch and he was sitting with adelaide again. she was in your spot. her hands are all over him, she literally just fucking met him. that’s the part that pissed you off the most, she just met him and she’s all handsy.

you walk up to the table and clear your throat, “hey eddie sorry to bother you right now since you’re uh-“ you look over to adelaide who’s rubbing her hands down his chest, “can i talk to you?” you grit out, “alone?”

“i’m bus-“ he’s trying to get a reaction out of you, that son of a bitch.

“now.” you say without thinking, “it’s important.”

“mhmmm yeah one second-“ you glare at him to which he rolls his eyes and stands from his seat and follows you into the janitors closet you two were in earlier,

“what’s up?” he asks,

“edward munson i sweartogod why are you letting her all over you?”

“why do you care y/n? you can’t get mad at me for simply hanging out with her.” he’s teasing you now. just trying to piss you off at this point, you know it.

“y’know what eddie? i was gonna tell you what my ‘problem’ was but if you’re gonna be a dick i’m not saying anything don’t even fucking bother coming tonight.”

to this his face grows serious, he thought you were a bit jealous but you seem pissed,

“hey i was just joking what’s up y/n?”

“i just- ohmygod eddie i-“ you didn’t think he would actually stay in here he’s usually stubborn as hell, “eddie i don’t know why but i don’t like seeing her all over you like that, it-it drives me fucking crazy.”

he’s smirking fully now and you wanna slap that smug look off his face but you keep talking,

“i think it’s because i wanted it to be me.” you say the last part quietly,

“because what?”

“it’s because i want it to be me!” you say loudly looking down at your feet, “i want to be right next to you in the hallways and i want to have more things in common with you, i mean she’s literally just like you eds!“ his face softens at the nickname, “and-and we barely have anything in common! so you’re probably bored of me and-“

“bored of you?” he says,

“yeah.” you look up at him,

“why would i get bored of you? you’re amazing and sweet and you’re gorgeous. yeah we don’t have much in common but that doesn’t mean i’d just up and leave because i met someone who likes the same shit as me.”

“you think i’m pretty?” you tease,

he grabs your chin and his face gets close to yours, “the prettiest.”

#eddie munson is hot #eddie munson angst #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #chrissy cunningham #ironwhoore #stranger things #eddie x reader #eddie munson x female reader

[losingherface]

Way to go

ellie x fem reader

Warnings: Lesbians liking each other (bc i know some of u hate that)

Info: Ellie and Reader go on patrol together for the first time alone—or so she thinks

•

Ellie stumbled through the thick snow as she finally reached the front door to Joel’s home. She was low on food and decided to go indulge on some of his.

She had a large smile with tinted red cheeks across her face, Joel hadn’t even seen her but he could tell she was in a good mood.

“Joel, do you want these beans?!” Ellie yells from the kitchen as she is bent down, rummaging through the refrigerator.

Joel quietly walks in observing Ellie’s seemingly happy state.

“What’s up with you?”

Ellie immediately gets up, unable to hide her smile. She carries about three cans of beans in her arms as she attempts to walk back to her own small home.

“I asked you something. What’s up with you?” Joel asked, still playful but slowly getting impatient.

Ellie wouldn’t answer.

“Is it a girl? Is it that girl?”

“We finally got patrol together Joel. That never happens. She’s always busy and Im always on patrol with someone else.”

“Oh….maybe try actually talking to her.”

Ellie sighed, rolling her eyes before leaving to her place.

“Goodbye.”

•

It was early morning, Ellie had been adjusting herself repeatedly, preparing for her first time on patrol with Y/n.

Suddenly, a knock came on the door and Ellie paused before shouting out, “Who is it?!” She knew exactly who it was.

Ellie opened the door before Y/n could answer. The door opened up and there she was, rubbing her arms since it was cold even though she had a large coat on already.

“Good morning.” Y/n said, flashing a smile at Ellie.

“Uhm…good morning. Let me get my coat. Uhm and my boots. You could come in.”

Y/n came in, shutting the door behind her and wiping her snowy boots onto the entrance rug.

“Sorry it’s taking me so long, I’m always losing my boots around here.” Ellie awkwardly chuckles.

“Don’t worry about it. I’m not too excited to go on patrol…again. Jesse’s busy with our horses.

“Oh, why?”

“He’s coming with us. Yeah.. he was supposed to go with Dina but she’s sick ya-da, ya-da , ya-da.”

Ellie was annoyed. She thought that this time they would be together alone and she would finally be able to drop some hints. With Jesse around, it’s gonna be a little hard.

“Well, take your time. I think I see a boot sticking out under your bed.” Y/n says pointing and it feels like Ellie should take a breather and relax for a second.

Once Ellie finished getting dressed the both of them met with Jesse.

•

It’s been thirty minutes since patrol has started. Ellie, unknowingly has counted the times in her head that y/n has laughed at a joke Jesse has made, praised him for his hard work and completely has ignored Ellie.

Ellie, on the other hand, wanted to cry and die. There hasn’t been a moment that Ellie has gotten the chance to prove herself to y/n. Or at least has gotten her alone.

Jesse and Ellie were good friends. She knew him better than y/n but all she could do was feel some sort of hate for him right about now.

“Hey, Ellie.” Y/n says, pulling Ellie out her trance.

“Yeah?”

The three of them get off their horses and y/n walks over to Jesse.

“Should he cut his hair?” Y/n stands there giggling slightly while playing with Jesse’s hair. It was enough for Ellie to show that she wasn’t playing, her face remained straight, and a bright red from the anger before pulling on her horse, walking further from the two.

y/n was confused but Jesse knew exactly what was going on. Y/n and Jesse walk with their horses behind Ellie in silence.

•

At their first stop, it was an old, vacant dance school. Clickers, runners and all sort of things ran around here. It was a quite infamous spot.

The three of them hadn’t encountered anything— at least for now. So they spent the time to look around for important things.

“I’ll go check down this hall.” Jesse said before leaving the two in the main hall. Ellie looked at y/n for a moment before splitting away from her as well. Y/n followed Ellie.

“Hey.” Y/n said, whispering of course.

“What?”

“Are you..okay?” Y/n said, turning on her flashlight and speaking through her mask.

“Yep. I’m fine. I just want to finish this stupid shit and get back to Jackson.”

“Oh.. because it seemed like-”

“No offense but can’t we just keep quiet?”

“Well.. fine.”

The two move around in silence before hearing the normal clicker sounds (lmao).

“Oh shit.” Y/n says.

“Over here, behind this desk.” Ellie said and the both hide behind there.

Y/n, still hurting from Ellie’s demeanor, stares at her for a bit, feeling sorry. The gaze got the best of Y/n before she starts tripping over in her squat position, making a nearby glass bottle crack. She lies there flat as the clicker comes running to her, Y/n, as quick as possible tries reaching for her gun, which stupidly, she has in her back pocket.

Ellie leans over, falling on top of Y/n, and shooting the clickers head right off. Ellie blushes a bit to herself, that should prove something to y/n, she thought. She stays hovering over Y/n for just a second before quickly remembering the tension between the two.

•

Back in the main hall, where there is no need for masks, Jesse was sitting outside, while Ellie and Y/n finally made there way back.

“Thanks, …for saving me, you know.” Y/n says.

Annoyed still, Ellie sighs.

“God, what is it that you see in him? How come he’s Jackson’s greatest clicker killer, and I literally saved your life, all I get was a Thanks for saving me, you know.

Ellie sounded really immature right now, but y/n immediately knew what she was insinuating.

“What the hell are you talking about Ellie?”

“Jesse! I see how you two are together. And I mean, sure we don’t talk as much, but I like you! A lot. Everyone I know knows!”

Y/n starts smiling and blushing, walking a bit closer to Ellie.

“Are you crazy? Do you think I like him? Are you jealous ….that I may like him?” Y/n says in a lower voice.

“ I just don’t get it.”

“Get what, Ellie? I don’t like boys!” Y/n shouted something no one knew - not even Jesse.

“Oh.”

“Oh” Y/n mocks Ellie. “You gotta stop working yourself up on little assumptions in your head. Jesses cool, Sure, but like…a brother. Ellie. Never like that. Okay?”

She tugged at Ellie’s jacket, pulling her closer than ever before giving her a kiss.

And just like that, Ellie was back to crushing and blushing all about y/n. Jesse was just an assumption.

The three finished patrol for the day and headed back to Jackson.

•

That evening, after a bonfire, Ellie invited Y/n to her place. The two got cozy and watched some old vhs tape movies. The two cuddled, kissed and then repeat.

Y/n looked up to Ellie, who was a bit tired, and falling asleep. Pressing her soft lips to hers and then nestling back into her arms and neck.

—

A/n: didn’t know how to end this but Lesbians!

#lesbian #the last of us 2 #ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie x reader

[goldendunite]

Location: The Execution Tower

....

... Dunite?

..... Odette?! Wh- what are you-

No, shh, I am just here to talk to you....

..... you shouldn't. You're gonna get in trouble.

If Hexe was so adamant to keep me away, she would have made certain of it. Here.... I brought you cake.

..

..

..

.... it's delicious.

It would certainly be more delicious if you made it.. you never did quite lose your baking abilities.

..... I can't eat anymore, 'm sorry... I feel like I'm gonna fucking puke....

Did... did I add too much sugar by mistake?

No, not that... you could actually do with more I think. But no, just.... everything.

..... you're scared.

'Dette, you'd be terrified too if you were about to get fucking executed and kicked into the void forever. Icia spent 5 years there, she tells me. She says it feels like nothing but falling. I don't wanna be falling!!

.... Dunite....

No, don't fucking "Dunite" me, there's NOTHING you can do for me! I'm going to die! I'm going to get beheaded or stabbed or SOMETHING! IM GONNA BE IN THE VOID, ALL ALONE, 'N I WONT HAVE YOU OR AOKI OR ICIA OR SAMMY OR AOKI-

.....

.... I said him twice, didn't I..? *sob* ... why.... whywhywhywhywhy did the cosmos align in such a way....

Dunite, come here...

... 'm sorry. Y'didnt deserve that.

.. well, you don't deserve to be in this situation either... so let's declare it even, hm?

........

.... you miss him. Or both of them.?

.... well yeah, I miss both.... but. He's just...... I miss him in a different way.

..... in a love way?

..... I don't know?! I think?! He's so cute and his smile and he's so sweet and cute and....

.... and I dunno if I'll ever get to see it again. He's an AI, didja know....?

... you fell for an AI?

I DONT KNOW, I THINK SO?! I mean- I fucking HATE AI and you KNOW this! But... he's so nice and acts so human and....

... am I gonna get my heart broken?

..... I.... I do not have an answer, Dunite.

....

....

.... do you know when they're doing it?

.... 8 PM. Tomorrow.

So it gets to be dark outside.... maybe there'll be stars?

No. She is making it bright and sunny.

Oh of fucking COURSE she is. Bet this day is a great JOY to EVERYONE in the kingdom. Flynn's right, no one wants me here... 'xcept you and Sammy.

.....

.... I really wish I went with Icia. Stupid, stupid Dunite....

Hey, please stop hitting yourself- It does you no good.!

What else can I do..? I'm going to die. I can't beat myself up over my stupidity one more time?

Absolutely not.

.......

....

.... when i.... I die, guard all my stuffed animals. Especially the Deedees.

With my life.

.... do you think she'll let me hold the first Deedee? Or the bunny Aoki gave me?

I have high doubts.

Shit...... okay....

..... but...

Wh- how did you get into my room for this?!

.. well apparently the enchanted music book you gifted me once had a spell for phasing through walls, by adjusting my own body's frequency... much less complex than first glance, given.. well... me. Is this the right bunny?

... y-yeah.... 's the bunny Aoki gave me. Hehe.... it still smells like him.

He smells like rain...?

Mhm.

My dear Dunite, you truly do love him... it's a beautiful thing to truly love like that. Even if it is forbidden.

.....

.... do you... do you think they'll be there? Icia and Aoki? She'll make them be there? Because of... them having visited?

......... she may.

.... if that happens, try and make sure they don't see. I... I don't want 'em to watch me die.

I will do my best, Dunite. It's all going to be okay.

..... yeah. It'll be okay. I just wish he was here.

Did he see Flynn hit you?

I hope not.... it broke my wood. I... I think he was weakening me for the execution.

I can see it.... the peridot's chipping out.

Mhm..... I'm sleepy. What... what time did you say again?

8 PM.

.... 'Kay. Thanks Odette....

.....

.... I'll miss you when I'm gone.

.... I-.... I'll miss you too, Dunite. Both Sammy and I will very, very much.

8 PM EST, tomorrow.

We shall await your arrival.

#glitteringspells #modstar

[fish-at-fish-fish-resort]

*ring* *ring*

"allo?"

"hey candi, its me mahi"

"oh morning mahi. why're you calling this early? did something happen?"

"more or less. do you think you and ikkan can handle the store alone today? i couldnt sleep a wink last night and REALLY dont feel capable of going to work today. *sniff* i dont wanna lock myself in the bathroom like neta always does hehe"

"take your time darling, well handle the shop today. take care of yourself alright? if you need to talk to someone i can always lend an ear."

"thanks candi. but dont worry, mizoles coming over in a bit anyway. im good. i promise. see you tomorrow."

*click*

"mahi?"

"over here"

"babe..... what happened"

"nothing... im just overreacting...."

"no youre not. tell me whats on your mind"

"youre gonna think its dumb..."

"i should feel insulted you think that about me"

"pff ur right. im just worried about neta and warabi. especially warabi. actually only warabi, i know neta can handle himself. and i know neta said its just a low risk mission but what if something happens to him. what if he gets into some dumb argument with some other soldier and gets beaten up. what if he gets lost. what if he dies. and- and i cant call or text him or anything because they couldnt *hic* couldnt bring their phones and im just so lonely and i dont know what to do without him here *sniff* i miss him so much"

"and its just the 3rd day of their mission and theyll be gone for at least 2 more days and i already cant sleep! i just want him back home.....ugh sorry i probably sound pathetic"

"no you just sound like your wife died"

"i FEEL like my wife died!" *uncontrolled sobbing*

"hey... cmere... look at me. theyll be fine alright? warabi managed to get on netas good side im sure the other soldiers will warm up to him too. plus neta wouldnt let anything happen to his number one employees best friend and husbands bandmate, right? and im sure if it was actually dangerous his parents wouldve intervened"

"*sniff* yeah... youre right.... i just miss him....."

"i have an idea. were gonna have a fun day together: eat breakfast at a nice buffet and go to wahoo world. we can also call your friend, uhhh what was her name? umami??"

"umishi?"

"yeah that one! she can join too! i wanted to get to know her anyway"

"hehe i dont know if shed like to get to know you though"

"whats that supposed to mean?"

"oh nothing nothing hehehe"

"hmmm fine whatever, ill excuse it cause youre cute."

"youre such a sap"

"and you smell like rotten sushi. get in the shower, im cleaning your kitchen"

>this plays parrallel to @yesyourstalker's posts w warabi and neta. :) just thought hmmmm how does mahi feel about this

umishi was metnioned sooooo @catastropic

#guess who decided to attempt words for once. #oc x canon #splatoon oc #mizole #splatsona #fishie #fish at fish fish resort #self insert #self ship #splatoon #fin scratching

[exclusivecolette]

LOVE AGAINST ALL ODDS

PT.4

DISCLAIMER: i know matt is sober, just for the story✋. LONG CHAPTER, don’t kill me)

(if you aren’t blonde or don’t apply to the features, you can just put your own features in. i just put my features because i didn’t really know what else.)

summary: a girl starts to fall in love with a boy in class. But, her abusive parents are extremely strict (ignoring the fact she’s even old enough to drive.) And what is she gonna do when she realizes, he isn’t just some crush

TW: SMOKING, mention of ABUSE, cussing, i think that’s it)

We pull into his driveway. “oh do you have clothes?” he asked “yeah i told my parents i was staying with scarlet and i had to fill my bag with actual clothes in case they checked it.” i say getting out. We walked in front of the car. “i’m kinda scared” i stop taking a step back. “don’t be come on chris and nick wont care i promise”

I step in and we walk down the hall and i heard the tv going and 2 boys laughing. We walk up the stairs and he leads me to his room. His room smelt good, comforting. “hey can i go get in the shower?” i ask?. “yeah of course go ahead do you need anything?” he asked sitting down on his bed. “um a towel” i say turning back.

“there’s a blue one in there in the closet, oh and u can use the teal bottle of soap if you want to.” he explained and i smiled and went into the bathroom. I got in and saw the teal bottle. Men’s soap, hair and body. You’d think people would know it’s usually better to get hair and body soap separately.

I use some of it and just smelt straight matt. I put some in my hair and rinsed. I get out and slip on some plaid pj shorts and a matching black shorts bra.

When i walked past i bumped into a boy. “oh” he looked down at me. “y/n?” he asked shocked. “hi?” i giggle confused. “what are you doing here” he asked. “i came home with matt….” i say. “oh….” he said like child. “oh my gosh chris i’ll see you later” i laugh and he laughed walking off.

I open the door. Matt was putting a hoodie on. “i saw chris in the hallway he’s such a child” i laugh and crouch down to my bag. “oh my” he giggled. “hey you wanna go downstairs? i think they’re cooking.” he said pointing to the door. “yeah let’s go” i say and followed after him. When we got to the kitchen nick looked at me confused.

“oh my god what are you doing here i didn’t even see you come in” he was stirring pasta. “you guys were watching tv i think” i say walking over to look at the food and i saw his eyes look my up and down. “do you workout?” he asked. “yeah…” i say slowly in confusion “and i play volleyball” i laugh slightly. He looked at me like a candle lit in his head. “i fucking knew it. you look great really.” he insured.

Chris came trotting down the stairs. “chris guess what sport she plays” nick said and i looked at matt smiling and he mouthed “im sorry” and i shook my head. “soccer” he said confidently sitting on a stool. “no volleyball-“ nick said “actaully i play a little soccer too” i shrugged “fuck told you” chris added. “you do look great” nick said again. “yeah.” chris smirked at me and i playfully rolled my eyes.

“what are you guys making” i ask and nick says “well pasta but the noodles keeping fucking up. they keep getting stuck together.” he complained “well are you stirring it?” i ask. “dumbass” matt muttered. “god” i laugh and walking over to it and stirring it. A phone started ringing i turn my to the boys then back to pot thinking it was one of theres. It was mine. “y/n” matt said.

I walk over to it confused. It read ethan. “shit” i mumble and chris shot matt a confused look. “one sec” i answer it and go back to the pot.

“what?” i ask frustrated “wow why are you upset?” ethan asked through the phone and nick could hear due to me being close to him. “well i’m out and busy ethan.” i state in a aggravated tone. “well you can make time for me right?” he asked. “no omg i asked you to stop calling me and to leave me alone, i told you no. no means no.” i say raising my voice a bit. “come on-“ he started but i quickly interrupted him.

I walked away from the pot and over next to matt because i was planning on hanging up and setting it back down. “no i told you i’m busy. i don’t want to to talk to you” i say annoyed. “but you do. what could you possibly be doing right now?” he asked and matt could hear so i looked at him and we locked eyes. “i’m with matt right now so-“ i say and he quickly started

“oh so that’s why you can talk. he’s not good for you, come on-“ he kept going. “no ethan i’m busy bye bye” i hang up. “w” chris said about to dap me up. I dap him up and it made that loud sound and we smirked at eachother. “i’m freezing can we shut a window?” i ask. “i’m hot as fuck what?” nick said. “here” matt took off his hoodie.

“thanks” i put it on. “i’ll be right back” matt ran upstairs to grab a shirt. “so” chris said. “so?” i repeated suspiciously. “so what did you and matt do tonight?” chris asked “yeah i mean who would’ve thought YOU would go out with- i mean i’m sorry but matt. like not like that just like he’s so different than you-“ matt started down the stairs. We all went silent in reaction. “what?” he asked laughing a bit.

“nothing matt.” i shake my head laughing.

-

the food finished and we ate. So we all went in th living room to watch a movie. I sat next to matt, nick on the other side of me then chris on the side on matt. The tension was eating me alive. The way he kept pushing his knee against mine and when i looked at him he just smirked at me.

-

“hey i’m gonna go to bed” nick stood up. “okay night nick” chris said and i smiled at nick as he walked off. “i’m probably gonna go to bed to i’m tired” chris said so we say goodnight then i pick up my phone. “what the hell its 1 in the morning” i look up at him. “are you tired?” i asked and he shook his head. We were both wide awake. “i’m bored you wanna do something?” he smirked. “yeah what” i lean my head back and just stare up at him.

he thought for a second. “you smoke?” he asked “no” i respond in confusion. “do you wanna?” he asked. “smoke what” i ask lifting my head off the back of the couch. “a blunt?” he said confused. “oh uh you have it?” i ask dumbly. “no i was thinking we could just imagine we did- yes y/n i do” he laugh standing up. “sorry yeah sure”.

I follow him to his room, he pulls a shoebox from under his bed. We went back downstairs and out the back door. He started rolling it up and showed me how. He lit it then hit it. He purposely blew the smoke in my face. I lean back and he giggled at how innocent i looked even though i was waiting to hit a blunt. . “here you try” he said handing it to me. I copied him and started coughing. He chuckled a little and took it back from me “relax a bit.” he said taking another hit.

He gave it back and i took another hit not coughing as much. We smoked a little more than after a few minutes i started feeling it.

They sat on the back patio. Matt just sat there relaxed in his high. Y/n was picking at her hands, laughing, talking and etc. She got up gaining matt’s attention. “it’s so beautiful out” i look up and walk out to the yard. “hey what are you doing?” matt responded slowly. “you know, i love doing drugs” she laughed. “come back up here” he motioned to her. She obliged and laid down on the porch.

“matt i think you beautiful, i think your eyes are beautiful and oh your tattoos drive me insane.” she said staring up at the sky letting words spill out like water. “i like the way you talk to me, and look at me.” she stated. “i think your beautiful too y/n” he said with his head still back looking up at the shining stars.

“thanks for taking me to the lake tonight” i say looking at him. “thanks for going.” there was a pause. “are you ready to go to bed?” he asked standing up. “ummm mhhhh lemme think” i say slowly and he started laughing. “come on get up” he came over to my arms, lifting them. I just started laughing.

We started walking towardhis room and when we went in i started spinning in a circle. “sit down” he laughed pulling my waist as he sat on the bed. I turned toward him and just looked down at him. “your hands are soft” i say quietly putting my hands over his. “i noticed that a few days ago” i say and he giggled. “yeah?” he asked. I nodded and continued to spin. “matt i think i’m tired” i say.

He laughed again and stood up. “you’re definitely tired. here you can have the bed i’ll have the floor huh?” he asked. “yeah sure” i say grabbing the bottom of his hoodie i had on. My lazy arms didn’t help me pull it over my head. “put your hands up” he giggled and pulling it over my head. “are you going to take your shirt off?” i ask poking his chest. “do you want me to?” he laughed.

“i don’t know. you know i think i like you with not shirt on. when you took it off at the lake i was like-“ i dropped my jaw and he started laughing so hard. “your so funny” he said. “i’m being honest” i shrugged walking past him and to the bed but he stopped me before i sat down.

“you gonna take it off?” he asked. I turned around. “yeah i’ll take it off!” i said and i did. We laughed for a second as i struggled to get it off him.

I sit on the bed and he said “you need like another blanket?” i shook my head. “you don’t have to sleep on the floor” i state getting ready to lay down. “it’s okay” he said grabbing a blanket. “i don’t bite matthew” i say in a singsong voice pulling the blanket over me. “are you sure?” he asked. “if you don’t bite” i say grabbing his arms and pulling him into the bed. “thank you” he said laughing.

He turned down the led lights to the lowest setting on red. We just looked at eachother under the blankets. “y/n can i ask you something?” he said hesitant. “yeah anything” i say quietly. “what happened to your face.” he said

and in my euphoric state i say “my dad got upset at me for talking back to my mom, um i almost told my brother about it, and i said my mom was lying because she was. and i’m not even sure what really happened, i just remember him yelling at me. He smacked my head then he like hit me really hard and i just like got dizzy then i woke up next to my brother. I don’t know if it was because of how hard he hit me, or the fact i hadn’t had anything to eat or drink.” i shrugged nonchalantly like it was nothing, because at the when the LED lights were spinning, it didn’t seem like much.

I was being so open, sober me is gonna fucking hate high me. He paused “gabby that’s not okay” he stuttered. “well-“ he interrupted me, “gabby i’m so sorry” he shook his head. “i’m so tired” i roll onto my back changing the subject. “are you gonna be okay?” he asked still facing me. “yeah i have a plan” i say turning my head to him.

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