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billysgun · 4 months

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jealously

billy the kid x cowgirl!reader |during a party for the house, you catch girls flirting with billy and can't stand it, little do you know, billy feels the same way when he finds you talking to one of the members|

you suck your gums once more as you rest the rim of the cup on your chin, swaying as you stare daggers at the girl who won't leave billy fucking alone

first, out of nowhere in the street, then at poker, and now at this stupid fucking party.

Mrs. Riley dared to doe her eyes and flutter her lashes as billy shifted uncomfortably

"you're very good-looking, billy..can we go somewhere?"

billys eyes drift to yours and you can't take it anymore as you turn down the hallway

you arent together, you aren't exclusive, and you've never talked about being something more..things just happened and clothes were forgotten about as mindless kissing turned into nightly fucking.

you downed another whiskey as the house chattered, dying to distract yourself as your gang drunkenly laughed by the make-shift bar and you decide to join them

as your head tilts back to slam more shots than you can count, you feel a hand rub your hip.

"now I think that's enough for you, cowgirl!" Jesse cheers, and you roll your eyes, hand swiping for the whiskey he stole from you while you stumble back, subconsciously hoping that was a different hand on your hip...

you drink and cheer with your gang as you sway deeper into the night deciding to forget about your troubles

"Y/n can I talk to you?" you barely hear his voice from the yelling around you, but you turn to see billy with a solemn expression

"you can talk right here" you tell him, reaching for another drink but billy softly grabs your hand

"nah, not right here..." he mumbles, you turn and he's about to lead you down the hallway when Jesse snatches your arm

"hey man, what's your issue?" Jesse questions, feeding you more liquor but billy slaps the glass away from you

"why don't you let go of her fuckin' arm?" he asks, protectively standing in front of you once Jesse lets his hand fall

"didn't know shit was like that, man" he says with his palms out, you suddenly sober up as the entire situation hit you and you're dragging billy to the nearest bathroom to fucking scream

you slam the door but it's barely audible from the music yelling outside, you turn to him as he stumbles toward you

"what the fuck was that?"

billy looks confused as you practically shake with anger

"those men out there just lost the little respect they had for me" you feel your insides boil as he starts to understand

"no one saw" he shakes his head and you push his chest

"what? no one has fuckin' mouths anymore? now I'm your little fuckin' thing to screw" your entire body is hot as you scream at him, he doesn't meet your eyes as he seems pissed himself

"then why you lettin' his hand roam all over you?" he spits you feel your chest cave in

"are you seriously gonna call me a whore for a hand on the hip? really billy?" you say through gritted teeth, he reaches for you but you move away

"no, no that's not what I meant" he quickly corrects himself but you're done with him, thinking maybe he saw you as something more than just a slut

you open the door but he shuts it before you can leave, you turn and see he's only a few inches away

"I'd never think that about you...ever" he whispers, sincerity all over his tongue as his eyes almost water with honesty and you take a lip in before you admit something yourself

"I thought it was you" you mumbled, you watched his brows furrow and you quickly added,

"I thought you were grabbin' on me...when I saw it was Jesse I backed up."

"shit...I'm sorry...that's all I saw until she pulled me away-"

you interrupt him with a scoff, knowing immediately that she was Irene

"I can't stand that woman, callin' you an outlaw like it's some sexy shit. fuckin' piece of work." you look up to see billy laughing at you

"what?" you feel your face glow as he cups one of your cheeks,

"are you jealous of her?" he asks, a cocky smile on his lips as you scoff once more

"you were jealous of a hand"

"hey, that hand didn't have a ring on it!" he quickly defends

"yeah, well after that outburst the whole town probably knows we're screwin'" you mumble

"maybe that's a good thing" billy adds, you stare up at him as he brushes your lower lip

"I want people to know you're mine and I'm yours" he whispers, you feel your heart quicken as the air around you stills

"...I want that too, billy" you barely mumble out as he dips down to kiss you softly

you can't stop smiling as his lips sweetly lap over yours, knowing that sneaking him into your room nightly wasn't just fucking, it was lovemaking.

an: ily guys so much! thank you thank you thank you for 400 followers!!! mwah!! <333

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krewekreep · 6 months

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1.5K Words. tags: Praise Kink, Male Sub, Sub!BF AU, Committed Relationship AU, I’ll fill the rest out later. (Is a Respect Kink a thing? Or am I just deprived?) ((asking for a friend…))

Sub!BF who thinks you’re cruel the way you bend over to show him your welcoming pussy as he watches TV. Who can’t take the way you put him on his hands and knees, a drooling mess inches away from your noisy wet warmth as you finger yourself and play with your nipples. Who knows better than to touch you without permission or else he’s punished from touching you at all.

The submissive boy who gets nervous, pacing with sweaty palms when you text a slutty photo in your work uniform captioned: “they pissed me off at work today…be ready.” The Sub!Boyfriend that begins to clean and cook in preparation of your usually rough entrance. Who goes to the bathroom to freshen up so when you nuzzle against him it’s your favorite fragrances of vanilla, lavender, and bergamot. He who knows to use a little of your lotion for that added touch.

The Sub!BF that gloats to his other sub friends you can get him off by just kissing him. That his dom doesn’t leash him, or talk down to him. That his dom is the sweetest person in the world and takes care of him best. How you have to tell him it’s not appropriate to judge other dynamics and be a brat. How he doesn’t care cause that’s what he’s there to do…praise you beyond belief. How he holds your hands in his extremely sincere as he breaks his usual cooing to tell you how appreciative he is of you. How you allowed him to explore safely and feel fully loved. How you cry at his sincerity to which he grins widely, quickly rushing into the other room.

The Sub!BF that knows things did get out of hand. And you guys weren’t even supposed to get this far…and that’s why a black box with a ring adorned in your favorite jewel/metal is shaking in his nervous hand. How he tells you to close your eyes and at your protest pouting with an adorable “Pleasseeee?” When you give in and feel a soft velvet box in your hands. A promise ring. The Sub!BF that fell over in love with you when you said without a second thought: “Cock rings? A cock cage? I’ll only do that if you really make me mad…I’ll think about it. Your dick is mine, it is claimed. You do not need to be caged.”

How his previous experiences made him feel he had to submit a specific kind of way. He rests easy against your chest, sleepy, actually relaxed and feeling safe, as you tell him about your day. Who fights for the respect of your dynamic exclaiming: “This is my Dom! She is also my woman! But she’s only mine because I am hers, first. Don’t make me disappoint her by punching you in the face. She’ll deny me an orgasm!!”

The Sub!BF that asks permission so much you remind him in public to try toning it down…to which he then only shouts annoyed “What? I can’t ask if it’s okay? Who the fuck is gonna tell me I can’t ask my woman what she thinks? You have the final say!” In front of the cashiers who were previously side-eyeing you, now deep in registers or finding something to do.

How he asks if he can title you. As a new dom with somewhat of a respect kink you thought hard about it. Master was saved for especially salacious times. Ma’am and Mistress are too obvious, plus don’t suit you that much. You wanted something disguised, it turned you on to know when he’d say a certain term of endearment in public only he and you knew how you earned it. You thought on the time you first were dating, he was more overtly dominant but showing signs. You were ungraciously bumped into and huffed towards by a larger man you suppose had much to do. While annoyed being bumped into wasn’t the end of the world. You look around again with your new bae nowhere in sight…

“Hey, dickhead.” Your new bae was in front of the guy, hands in pockets staring a hole into him. You’d never seen him so protective and kinda sinister. You were so turned on. “You bumped into my girl. Say sorry.” The guy of course feels challenged and attempts to raise his voice. Before he could begin to cuss back your bae punched him in the face sending him flying. “You wanna disrespect my woman?” You leapt to him removing him as quickly as possible. You didn’t care at all about his defending you. It’s what he should do you thought. Having someone defend you like that was thrilling honestly. But you guys had to vacate as the scene brought attention and mall cops towards you.

You decided your title would be “my woman.” He looked at you confused. “Why that?” And as you elaborated, bringing his hand to your wetness. He understood. “Baby…” he cooed. “Can I please eat you?” He’d never asked outright for permission before. Newly dating for all of three months you both really agreed to take it slow. Hot headed as he was you could handle him and he never was that way with you. The title in public would make your thighs squeeze together. And depending on the conversation, like when you overheard him gaming bragging on you way too hard…that “my woman” sent you into the room. “Hi guys sorry to interrupt. I need to take him away for a bit. But he’ll be back.” Without a confirmation you hung up his headset, removed the controller from his hands, was nice enough to try saving his game to which he said it was auto…then turned the tv off, lights off, demanded he not move, nearing him to hit your knees and suck him off. His hand went to your hair to which you shook your head in disagreement. “Don’t touch. This for me. Not for you.” And how not soon after he came hard in your mouth leaning forward as his abs bent and tensed. “Oh my—baby I needed that. Thank you.” He says through labored breathing. How he raises you up to sit you in his lap. Purring and breathing heavy against your ear. How he peppered you all over in kisses that made you giggle.

You’d never tell him but you loved earning his submissiveness. Every time he unlocked himself to ask you to try something or let him try something the build of yearning was soon behind. You were attracted to him because of his masculinity which was still fully intact. How sexy it was for a man to take pride in being a sub. Overhearing him again mention he had been in some really unhealthy situations. How he was actually scared thinking he was a fucked up person for desiring that and that then he deserved to be treated unwell. How you had not known how many men in general wanted to pursue subbing. And how emotional you were knowing he really trusted you with his safety. How you’d likely eviscerate whoever had hurt him. And how you didn’t recognize the angry bubble of protection and ownership brewing in your gut.

You’d never tell him because you’d show him. “Here baby,” passing him meal preps for the gym you created in secret. “You love chicken, I get it, but you have to eat it differently sometimes. Plus you don’t moderate your calories enough. I know you want to build but don’t skip out tryna attain a certain physique. I’ll love you regardless and kill whoever complains.” You kiss him easily with no humor or tease in your statement. Kill? Who? Why? He was shook by your easy declaration thinking to himself how he’d kill anyone for you but that you didn’t need to know that. All he could do was watch you in love, never looking away. “Baby…I love you.” He says. It’s nothing to him. He loved you after your first date and really prayed to something unknown you’d work out. You look up at him beaming. “Really? I love you too baby!!” And as you kissed him you pulled away rushing him to the door. “Okay, okay, we’ll be all lovey dovey later.” He wants to protest but knows better. “You have to get to the gym on time so you can complete your routine on time so you can get to work on time!!! Bye bye! Don’t text and drive and you know I can tell.” Kissing him again as he holds his food against his chest like a kid dropped off at school. As you close the door you already are planning the meal he will eat when he gets home. As the door closes in his face all he could do is chuckle to himself before turning to start his day. “Hmmm, that’s really my woman isn’t it?”

Who: Denji, Yuuji, Gojo (this Nigga a sub to me 110%, I’ll fight for it.), Ichigo (moreso Ichigo in the beginning of Bleach.), Eren (if you disagree be serious with yourself…he’s an angry sub.), + whoever else!!! Lmk cause I’m building a sub list of sorts.

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midnightmayhem13 · 9 months

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Hey idk if you're taking requests but if you are can I request (the marvel girls) x fem!reader? And if someone started hitting on reader (and like reader flirted back) but (the girls) and fem reader aren't dating yet, they just have a crush on reader but reader doesn't know that, sorry if this is confusing my English isn't so good

I LOVE NEBULA SM YOU WRITE HER SO GOOD

I'm the one who understands you

AHH love this! and dw abt your english babe mine wasn't very good a while back either🩶🩶

carol danvers

even before you're dating carol is very protective over you. and while everyone asks why she protects you but won't ask you out she can't answer. but when she sees you flirt back with someone all her pride is gone. she can't act like you're hers if you literally just flirted back. she'll try to coward away but she genuinely doesn't want to use you. if shes feeling up to herself she'll go up to you two and try to assert dominance. she'll let out a "who's this?" but way less confident than she wanted to. when she sees you don't seem uncomfortable with the presence of the other person she loses a little confidence. she won't directly tell you about it, but shell ask if you're dating the person later.

sharon carter

sharon watches from afar. she watches your every move and is suprised when she sees you flirt back. she's made it very known to you that she likes you but if you just don't realize it. and while she will definitely be a little hurt, she doesn't know how to react so it turns into silence. she'll give you the silence treatment and will honestly be a little mean. not enough to hurt you or intentionally make you cry. her flight or fight almost goes off but when she realizes that she genuinely wants to build a life with you, she eventually confess. after a few days she'll want to confess. she's realized that maybe ignoring you will drive you away and attract you to her 'competition'

darcy lewis

i feel like darcy would lowkey cry:(. like when you like someone so much that seeing them flirt with someone just hurts as if they cheated on you. that's what happens. she'll not want to confront you about it in the moment but later she will question. and jane will be hearing it all. you go to comfort her not knowing you're the reason for her state. in these moments she'll hold on to you tight and pray you want her. she'll be clingy. when you realize why's she's upset she might b a little mad but will eventually forgive you. when you take her out and cheer her up she'll slap you're head and scold you to not do it again

nebula

oh lord you're dead. i feel like nebulas either really mad or gets shy. of course you wouldn't want her. or you're mine and no one else can have you. a mix of both. when she sees you flirt with someone she'll get mad a drag you away from them. asking what the fuck you were doing. when you don't realize it's because she's jealous you'll be a little confused, wondering if you offended her. and shit you damn well did. she'll be mad at you for a while and won't let anyone near you for a few days after. then as you try to calm her down you here an almost inaudible "you're mine".

maria hill

seeing you flirt with someone else hurt maria. and she'll let you know. not in a toxic-try-to-make-you- feel-bad way. but a more mature way. she'll ask to speak to you in private and state things like 'i'm not sure we want the same thing' or 'i thought we had something' something along those lines. but she'll be very sincere and sweet. it's okay if you don't like her but she'd like to know. and sure she's pretty closed off about her romantic feelings, but she'd want you to know. if there's a chance that the feelings are mutual, she's going to take it.

kate bishop

kate would just be baffled. okay you're incredibly beautiful but she always looked away so she wouldn't see if you flirted back. and watching you get flirty and touchy with another person hurt. you always touch her arm like that and she's the only one who gets to make you laugh like that. shes confused because she genuinely thought you two were thingy thing. and afterwards when you get time alone she's asking you all the questions. are you going on a date with them? you like them? when did you meet? you sure you can trust them? but she'll just ramble trying to convince you not to be with them, but with her.

a/n W request bro. got so into them for no reason

#carol danvers x reader #sharon carter x reader #darcy lewis x reader #nebula x reader #maria hill x reader #kate bishop x reader #marvel x reader #marvel imagine #wlw

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songbirdseung · 8 months

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on live together / sim jake

In one of HYBE's many vocal rooms, y/n had an hour free time and she decided to spend that time on weverse, communicating with fans. She could not put in words the peace and comforting feeling to be able to spend time with fans like this.

Today was no different than her other live streams. She tried to subtly leave breadcrumbs or spoilers for her fans, give out comforting statements for fans, and giving any recommendations on music she recently likes or movies she has watched.

The chatroom buzzed with curiosity as fans eagerly awaited Y/n's response to the "TMI for today?" request. Y/n couldn't help but smile as she voiced out her reply, careful to leave out any giveaway details.

"Well, today's TMI is that I had a great time with a close friend," she shared, deliberately keeping it vague. "We caught up, had some delicious food, and just enjoyed each other's company. It's moments like these that make life truly special. 😊"

The fans reacted with a mix of excitement and affectionate comments, showing their support for Y/n's happiness. Little did they know that the "close friend" was actually her boyfriend, Sim Jake, a secret she had kept hidden for two years to protect their privacy.

Y/n continued to engage with her fans, sharing anecdotes and laughter, all the while keeping the secret of her relationship close to her heart. The vocal room was filled with an atmosphere of warmth and connection, and Y/n couldn't have been happier to share this moment with her loyal fans.

In the midst of it all, y/n's phone starts ringing. Her eyes widen and excuses herself, then proceeds to play music.

As Y/n excused herself from the fans to take Jake's call, she discreetly moved away from the camera, ensuring her face was not visible to the live stream. She answered the call with a hushed voice, a loving smile creeping onto her lips as Jake's voice came through the phone.

"Hey, babe," she whispered, trying to contain her excitement. "Is everything okay?"

Jake's voice was warm and reassuring. "Everything's great on my end, sweetheart. I just wanted to hear your voice and check how your day's been going."

Y/n's heart melted at Jake's sweet words. She leaned against the wall, feeling a rush of affection for her boyfriend. "My day's been amazing, just like any other day when I'm with you."

Meanwhile, back in the live chat, fans couldn't help but notice the familiar ringtone. The comments section filled with excitement as they recognized the tune, especially the part that featured Jake's voice. They began to gush over it, writing comments like:

"OMG, Y/n's ringtone is one of ENHYPEN's songs! 🥺"

"Did anyone else catch that part? It's Jake's voice! 😍"

"Even her ringtone is giving us ENHYPEN feels.❤️"

Unaware of the fans' comments, Y/n and Jake continued their sweet conversation, sharing stories and laughter, grateful for this stolen moment of connection in the midst of their busy lives.

After ending the call with Jake and returning to the live stream, Y/n noticed the flood of comments from her fans regarding her ringtone. Her heart raced, and a slight blush appeared on her cheeks as she tried to maintain her composure.

"Sorry about that, everyone," she chuckled nervously, attempting to downplay the excitement surrounding her ringtone. "It's just a fun ringtone. You know how we like to support each other within the company, right?"

She continued to read the comments, feeling a pang of guilt for lying to her devoted fans. She had always cherished the close relationship she had with them, and the thought of deceiving them troubled her deeply. But she also knew that revealing her relationship with Jake could cause a media frenzy and disrupt their lives in a way neither of them wanted.

Wanting to set the record straight without divulging too much, Y/n decided to address the fans directly, her tone sincere and apologetic. "I want to clarify something, guys. Jake and I are really close friends, and we support each other as fellow artists. I value your support and love so much, and I'm sorry if there's been any confusion. Let's focus on the positive energy and continue to enjoy our time together."

The fans, understanding and respecting her choice, responded with an outpouring of understanding and affectionate messages. They reassured Y/n that they would support her no matter what and that they appreciated her honesty.

Though the guilt still weighed on her, Y/n couldn't help but smile at her fans' unwavering support. She hoped that one day, when the time was right, she could reveal her relationship with Jake and celebrate their love openly with her fans, who had been there for her through thick and thin.

As Y/n continued with the live stream, her phone buzzed with a new message from Jake. She couldn't help but grin at the message, knowing that he was just teasing her. "Close Friends, huh?"

She quickly typed back a playful response, "Haha, you know I had to keep it lowkey, babe! 😉 Our secret's safe for now."

Mintues went by and as Y/n started to bid her fans goodbye on the live stream, a sudden knock on the door startled her. She quickly excused herself, saying, "Hold on a moment, everyone." Her heart raced as she opened the door, only to find Jake standing there with a mischievous grin.

"You still on live?" Jake asked, his eyes sparkling with playfulness.

Y/n could only manage a shy nod in response, too stunned to form words. She watched in shock as Jake confidently walked past her and toward the camera, his charismatic presence radiating through the screen.

"Hey there, everyone!" Jake greeted Y/n's fans with his trademark smile. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything too important, but I just couldn't resist saying hello."

The chatroom exploded with excitement as fans realized that they were getting an unexpected visit from one of ENHYPEN's members. They typed in a flurry of messages, welcoming Jake with enthusiasm and admiration.

Y/n, still in disbelief, stepped aside and let Jake take center stage, her heart filled with a mixture of surprise and affection for her boyfriend. She couldn't help but smile as Jake interacted with her fans, making them laugh and sharing stories, just as she had done earlier.

It was a memorable moment that Y/n and her fans would treasure for a long time to come, a surprise visit that added an extra layer of connection between the idol and her devoted supporters.

As the comments section went into overdrive with excitement, Y/n and Jake exchanged amused glances. They decided to make the most of this unexpected interaction with the fans.

"Wow, it seems like you guys are just as surprised as I am!" Y/n laughed, reading the flood of questions pouring in. "Alright, I was going to end this but let's see if we can answer some of your burning questions!"

Fans started typing their inquiries in rapid succession, causing the chat to scroll rapidly.

"Jake, what's your favorite thing about Y/n as an artist?"

"Y/n, can you tell us what Jake is like when he's not on stage?"

"Any hints about upcoming projects for ENHYPEN?"

Y/n and Jake took turns answering questions, giving fans a glimpse into their lives as artists and individuals. They shared anecdotes, laughed, and even dropped a few hints about ENHYPEN's future plans, much to the delight of their eager audience.

The spontaneous Q&A session became an unforgettable moment for both Y/n and her fans, strengthening the bond between them even further. As the live stream came to a close, the chat was filled with messages of gratitude, love, and excitement for the future.

After the surprise live stream interaction between Y/n and Jake, fans on social media went wild, sharing screenshots, highlights, and analyzing every moment of their brief exchange. It didn't take long for them to start putting the pieces together, and some fans began to playfully ship them as a couple.

Fan accounts and social media platforms buzzed with discussions about their chemistry, using the hashtag #Yake (a combination of Y/n and Jake's names) to celebrate this newfound "ship." Memes and fan art depicting the two of them in various romantic scenarios began circulating online.

The secret couple found the fans' reactions amusing and heartwarming. They watched as fans tirelessly debated whether they were just close friends or something more. Y/n and Jake knew that they had successfully added an intriguing layer of mystery to their relationship.

While the fans were determined to uncover the truth, Y/n and Jake reveled in the excitement, knowing that they had created a special connection with their supporters. They continued to focus on their music careers and share their talents with the world, all the while cherishing the delightful banter and playful shipping from their loyal fan base.

The secret couple couldn't help but laugh at the fans' dedication to uncovering the truth, and they secretly enjoyed being at the center of the playful speculation. As time went on, Y/n and Jake's love story remained hidden, but the fans' unwavering support and endless enthusiasm made it all the more special.

#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen au #engene #enha #enhypen x reader #sim jake #jake #sim jaeyun #jake enhypen #jake imagines #sim jake fluff #sim jaeyun imagines #jaeyun fluff #jaeyun x reader #enhypen jaeyun #jaeyun imagines

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lup1nn · 6 months

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“Adopt me, miss Honey!!”

warnings: miguel and reader using nicknames in spanish (as usual) translations: amor= love mi amor=mi love

pairing: miguel x reader

summary: reader spending a day at the hq, possible adoption papers

Miguel O'Hara had always been protective of his wife especially when it came to his work at the Spider Society's headquarters. He knew the multiverse could be a dangerous place, and he wanted to keep her safe. But you, being strong-willed and determined, had insisted on coming with him this time.

As you entered the headquarters, Miguel couldn't help but cast worried glances her way, still not entirely comfortable with the idea. But when he saw the twinkle in your eye and the smile on your face, he couldn't say no to you.

The HQ was bustling with activity as various Spider-People went about their business. Miguel led [Reader] towards a table where Peter B. Parker was sitting —to his dismay—. Your eyes lit up when you saw Peter and Mayday. "Hey there, Peter! It's been a while. How's Mayday?"

Peter smiled warmly, and you exchanged pleasantries, discussing how much Mayday had grown and how she was showing signs of inheriting her father's charisma. Just then, Mayday, with her vibrant red waves, was brought over in a stroller, looking as charming as ever.

You turned to Miles, who had once been on the receiving end of Miguel's table-throwing antics, and approached him cautiously. "Hey, Miles, it's great to see you again. I should apologize for that table incident," you said with a sincere tone, extending your hand.

Miles couldn't help but chuckle, shaking your hand. "No worries, [Reader]. It's all in the past."

Hobie Brown, with his cockney accent and punk style, strolled over to you, flashing a mischievous grin. "Hello, luv. Fancy a chat with a dashing Brit?"

Miguel's jaw clenched slightly as he watched Hobie flirt with his wife, his protective instincts kicking in.

[Reader] gave Miguel a sly smile, your eyes turning into what Miguel affectionately called your "puppy eyes." "Well, Hobie, I do have a soft spot for charming Brits. What's on your mind?"

Hobie leaned in, playfully raising an eyebrow. "Oh, just a chat, luv. Maybe you could tell me all about your adventures. I'm sure they're much more exciting than this place."

Gwen and Pavitr, friendly and easy-going, quickly struck up a conversation with [Reader]. They couldn't help but notice the playful banter between you and Hobie.

As the day went on, the flirting between Hobie and [Reader] continued, much to Miguel's bemusement. While he wasn't entirely comfortable with it, he could tell that it was all in good fun and that [Reader] was enjoying the light-hearted exchange.

Towards the end of your visit, you turned to Miguel with a twinkle in your eye. "Amor, I have a proposal for you! Can we adopt Hobie, Pavitr, Gwen, and Miles? It would be like having an extended family, and it would mean so much to me."

Miguel hesitated, his protective instincts kicking in again. "I'm not so sure about this, mami. It could get complicated with all of them here."

[Reader] gave him a playful yet determined look, her eyes turning into what Miguel affectionately called her "puppy eyes." "Come on, papi. They're like family already!"

Miguel hesitated, his reluctance apparent due to Hobie's flirtatious antics. You leaned in and, with a sly grin, said, "Miguel, if you say no, you'll be sleeping on the couch tonight."

Miguel sighed, realizing he was outmatched and chuckling at [Reader]'s clever tactics. "Alright, alright. We can adopt them, including Hobie. But they'll have to follow the rules of the house."

[Reader] beamed with happiness and gave him a grateful peck on the cheek. "Thank you, mi amor. You won't regret it."

And so, the Spider-People officially became part of yours and Miguel's extended family, creating a bond that transcended dimensions and made the multiverse feel a little smaller and a lot more like home. Miguel, now resigned to the idea, couldn't help but chuckle at the playful banter that had brought them all closer together.

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luna-writes-stuff · 2 years

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I’m so glad you’re taking requests again! I love your writing. Reading your work always makes my day a little brighter 🥰 Could I please request some jealous/protective Fili headcanons leading to a first kiss? With she/her pronouns for the reader? I hope you’re having fun on your vacation!

Awwe thank you! And all we really need is some protective Fili being just a little bit stupid🥹 Also, this idea just seemed too good to be some headcanons, so I made a short fanfic. Hope you like it!

Everyone In The Room, Fili Durin

Fanfic, gn! reader

Very brief angst, turned to fluff

Word count: 1521

Tw: Not proofread hahahahha. Mentions of alcohol/drinking (no one is drunk though), confession time, some good old angst. It’s good for the soul. Smooching.

Summary: Fili never tot jealous. Until you spend a little too much time with someone he doesn’t know. And it leads him to confess some hidden feelings. Ones that you were too blind to see.

Fili wasn’t usually the jealous type. Does he get annoyed at others when they pay a little bit too much attention to you? Sure. But jealous? No.

But this guy has been talking to you for quite some time now, and not once have you made a face to your best friend, signaling you wanted to be saved. And Fili did not want to interrupt your talk, as you seemed to sincerely enjoy it. But he could feel the heat rushing to his face as he watched your face smile brighter with every word the other guy spoke.

That was, until you finally met Fili’s eyes, and you hesitantly glanced to your companion. Finally seeing his chance, the dwarf marched up to the two of you, handing you his ale, which he lied to be yours. He made up a quick excuse of Thorin wanting to discuss something with you, and thankfully, the guy seemed to take the hint and walked off. Now it just left you with him.

“Thank you,” You mumbled, taking a swig of the drink in your hands, though you were fully aware it was his.

“The two of you seemed to enjoy yourselves.” The dwarf merely mumbled, placing one hand behind your back as to urge you to move forward, still following his lie.

You just scoffed in response, handing Fili back his ale.

“It started out as a fun conversation, but he kept asking about my love life.” You explained, rolling your eyes as you silently recounted his words.

“Oh yes, which is nonexistent.” The blonde mused in a low tone, still not amused.

You noticed his distant voice, and turned your head to look at him, frowning as you noticed his eyes were on the floor, while they were usually on you.

“Are you alright?” You asked, halting your steps, but Fili kept walking, his hand brushing against your back as he passed you.

Gawking after him, you blinked twice, before quickly following his steps.

“Fi?” You called.

The dwarf in question simply shook his head, as if to block out your words.

Blinking again in confusion, you placed your hand on his shoulder, not halting your steps.

“You know you can talk to me, right?” You tried, trying to look over his shoulder as to see his face. But he just seemed to pick up his pace.

“Mhm. As does everyone else, apparently.” He whispered under his breath, the words barely reaching you.

“Hey!” You called after him, trying to keep up with the speed. “Where are you going?”

“Not important.” He finally spoke aloud, roughly setting his ale down on a small table he passed in his rush.

With a frown, you neared him. Fili hasn’t been this agitated since Kili had filled his shoes with sand, which seemed to take years to get all of it out. He hadn’t shut you out like this, ever. So to say you were taken aback, would be an understatement. All you knew, was that he was obviously mad at you. Or annoyed at the least.

“Was it something I said?” You voiced your concerns, now grabbing the back of his tunic as you forced him to halt, his back colliding with the wall.

He looked at you, before looking at your hand, which slowly retreated. But he didn’t speak. And you took his absence of words as an answer to your question.

“It was something I said.”

“No, it's something I didn’t say.” He mumbled, his hand running to the bottom of his tunic as he toyed with the fabric.

“So what did I say?” You asked, not having catched his words. “What can I do?”

“Nothing.” He answered quickly, dropping his hands. “Give me some time, and I’ll figure it out again.”

He set his foot forward again, preparing to leave, but you shifted your place, now coming face to face with him.

“No,” You announced stubbornly. “I’m not letting you leave while you are upset, remember?”

His head fell down once more, and you sighed loudly, wanting nothing rather than to help your friend. And so, you reached up to his chin, forcing his head up and his eyes back on you.

“So, tell me what I did and tell me how we can fix it.”

Swallowing thickly, Fili shook his head. “We can’t,” He spoke. “And you didn’t do anything wrong.”

His eyes fell on the wall behind you, as if looking for a way out, but it was only you and him, and the doors that seemed to be too far away to run to.

“I despise this sometimes.” He confided through a whisper.

Your hand fell to his biceps, squeezing it in reassurance.

“Despise what?” You wondered.

Now looking back at you, he groaned deeply. “Your absolute blind eyes.”

Narrowing your eyes at him, you tried to determine whether he was being true, or if he was warning you before he’d dump his drunk all over you again. But his eyes appeared sincere.

“Every person in this pub has done nothing but stare at you the entire time, you could have everyone you want here. So why make this so difficult?” He ranted, finally breaking.

You chuckled mockingly, knowing his words were meant in good heart, it just fell into wrong ears.

“I didn’t fancy him!” You exclaimed, referring to the guy you were speaking with earlier. “I’m sorry, okay? I appreciate that you are concerned about my love life, but you-“

“I am not talking about him. I am talking about me.” He interrupted, his voice quick and low, but you heard him.

Confusion just seemed to like up as you swallowed your words, your voice dying on your tongue.

“I have been insanely in love with you since we first met and it is killing me that you cannot see it. So are you just playing a game with me, or are you truly blind?” Fili confessed, all his hidden words falling out at last, a heavy weight lifted off of his shoulders.

You were too stunned to respond to him, trying to find the right sentences to say, but they all seemed to vanish into thin air. And so you spoke the only words you could - stupidly - think of.

“Were you jealous?”

“Yes!” He answered gleefully, a long sigh escaping his mouth. “Thank you for noticing.”

But once more, all you did was stare at him, slowly processing his words. This dwarf, that you have been friends with for nearly as long as you could remember, was throwing his entire heart out in front of you, and you could not come to think of any words.

Every sentence he had spoken to you this night was rapidly running through you head, as you remembered the stare he had held on his face as he watched your entire encounter with the guy at the bar earlier. And so, you decided to speak up.

“I am not playing some game with you.” You whispered, your concerned attitude fading with the wind. “You just seem too good to be true.”

A shocked laugh escaped Fili’s mouth as he ran his fingers through his hair, before letting them fall down, holding them in front of you.

“I am.” He assured. “I am right here, so you either reject me now and we can forget all of this or you can take my hands and show everyone here that they can stop staring.”

Glancing at his hands, you considered your options. Though your decision was already clear in your mind, you needed to remind yourself of what was about to change. And how his hands looked completely different than the last hundred times you had held them. Because this time, they wouldn’t be held the same.

Yet, you took them, accepting his hold as he took a step closer to you. His eyes searched yours in a way they never had before, but frankly, the feeling wasn’t foreign.

“Anyone in there would be lucky to have someone like you.” He muttered, referring to the people in the busy pub. His hair fell down his face as he stared at you.

“But they won’t.” You spoke quietly, letting one hand trail up to his cheek as you gently cupped it.

Without any hesitation, the dwarf leaned towards you, his lips brushing over yours gently, before finally colliding. The hand that held his cheek now moved to the back of his neck, pulling him closer as his free hand held your waist.

Though the kiss was nowhere near everlasting, nor breathtaking, it was mesmerizing. And nearly everything you had imagined his lips would be like. The light scruff of his beard tickled your chin as his cold beads ran down your face. But it was pleasant, and simply unforgettable.

Slowly pulling away from him, you leaned your forehead against his, sighing contently.

“I cannot wait to do that again.” You shamelessly spilled, laughing slightly as you processed your words.

Fili laughed with you, his breath fanning against your lips as now both his hands made their way to your waist.

“Neither can I.”

#Luna writes again #tolkien #the hobbit #fili #Fili durin #dean o’gorman #fili x reader #Fili imagine #an unexpected journey #desolation of smaug #battle of the five armies

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monocle-teacup · 1 month

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So this is a birthday present for the wonderful @sveene. It's based on her RP with Victor. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

Matters of Great Importance

Much like the last time, Victor viewed working with GHOST was a necessary evil. Despite his objections and anger at his current situation, the Plague was a looming threat that needed to be dealt with. Whatever the others at the base thought of him, he was sincere in his desire to protect Earth.

In a place with such hostility toward him, he found himself slowly growing close to multiple individuals. One example was currently hovering near his shoulder.

Twitch had become his shadow of sorts much to his initial dismay. Her presence was something he was growing accustomed to. Of all things, he never would’ve imagined that one of the Terrans would willingly go out of their way to spend time with him. That period happened to consist of the robot tormenting him, but she was never malicious about it even though he fully deserved it. He wondered how her siblings felt about it or Alex for that matter.

Sometimes, she just simply watched him while he worked, which he didn’t mind too much. Yet, a barrage of questions were often sent his way. While he was certain she was trying to annoy him, there was no denying that she was genuinely curious about what he was doing. From spending time with her, he was beginning to identify some of her habits.

Today, she clearly had something on her mind. He figured she would reveal herself sooner or later.

“So did you name them yet?” Twitch asked.

Ah, finally. “Name what?” he replied without looking at her.

“All your pets.”

This time he actually made eye contact with her, raising a brow ridge. “I prefer to call them my familiars.”

She gestured with her hand. “Okay, but that doesn’t answer my question.”

A sigh. “No, I haven’t.”

The Terran’s mouth dropped open, staring at him as if he committed some grave offense.

“They need names, Vic!”

He crossed his arms. “Is there some universal law that says so?”

She rolled her eyes like he was an ignorant fool. “It’s supposed to make your bond stronger! You’re telling me you’ve never thought about it?”

“Occasionally.” he said after a pause. A question formed in his mind, but he felt like he already knew the answer. “I suppose you’ve thought about it?” Sure enough, an excited smile appeared on her face. “Wonderful,” His voice was heavy with sarcasm. “It appears that I won’t be getting any work done at the moment.”

He knew that if he sent her away, it would only be delaying the inevitable. She would badger him until he folded.

The mouth on his chest widened slightly when he noticed she was holding a piece of paper.

“You have an actual list?” he inquired with shock, his tail spasming to stress the point. “Please tell me that’s not just for one creature.”

“No. Some of them were easy to think of names.”

“You’re acting like things have already been decided.” He plucked the paper from her hand, ignoring her offended “Hey!” His tail swayed in thought as he studied the list. “These were all your ideas, weren’t they?”

She flitted around him with an air of pride. “Yep!”

“I thought so.” His attitude was stoic.

Now it was her turn to cross her arms. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

He gave her a cryptic smile. “You’ll have to figure that out yourself, kid.”

She huffed and moved near his shoulder again. “Well? What do you think?”

In truth, most of the names weren’t bad, but he didn’t feel like admitting that just yet. He wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity to mess with Twitch a little. It was only fair since she tormented him so much. However, he couldn’t deny how nice it was for someone not to be deathly afraid of him.

He made exaggerated “Hmms” while biding his time, knowing that his silence would make his guest increasingly irritated.

“Absolutely not.” he stated while crossing off a name with a pen from his desk.

“What?” she whined. “I was proud of that one!”

“A misplaced notion.” he deadpanned.

She pouted. “Jerk!” There was a period of silence, followed by her making an exclamation.

“No.” he said in a firm tone.

She angled herself so that she blocked his view of the paper. “You didn’t even hear what I was going to say!”

He gently pushed her out of the way. “I already know I’m not going to like it.”

“If you’re so sure, then what was I going to say?” she challenged.

The scientist let out a puff of air through his nose. “You were going to suggest we ask them what their thoughts are.” He laughed at her surprised reaction. “I know how you Maltos are all about talking things out.”

Her attitude turned to complete seriousness. “It’s fair, right? Your p… I mean familiars already seem to like you a lot. Letting them pick their names will make them like you even more.”

“And what’s your reasoning for them liking me so much?”

Twitch quickly looked around the room to make sure no one else was in earshot. She lowered her voice anyway. “Because I’ve come in here and found them cuddling with you when you’re asleep.”

The mouth on his chest widened as far as it could go, embarrassed and slightly anxious that she knew such a thing. If Lena knew just how much he cared about the creatures… His tail started swaying ominously.

The Terran held up her hand as if she was trying to calm him down. “It’s okay, Vic. No one else knows and I’m not going to tell anyone.”

In the past, he never would’ve believed her. His hatred for Cybertronians wouldn’t allow it. However, after spending time with Twitch, he found himself beginning to like her. Right now, her expression was so open and honest that he found himself relaxing before long.

“Thank you.” His voice was quiet.

She smiled. “You don’t have to thank me, Vic. I do think it would help the others to know that you’re a softie though.”

He shook his head. “No chance, kid. They’ll have to find out another way.”

“So are we going to ask your familiars opinions about the names?” Her face was hopeful.

His usual prickly manner was gone. “I suppose so.” He answered with a smile.

#tf #tfe #transformers #transformers earthspark #tf earthspark #earthspark #mandroid #dr. meridian #earthspark mandroid #tfe mandroid #fic #fanfic #fanfiction #my writing

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phoenix-is-the-hottest-thing · 4 months

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putting the google translate version of the Sa and Vita convo here bc the official translation is a bit confusing

Moriarty: Haha, hahahaha! Moriarty: What a great show! Moriarty: How does it feel to lose all your efforts? Got bitten by your own dog! Moriarty: Hey, you don't have a talent for comedy, do you? Sa: ... Moriarty: That last blow from the sky looked really painful! Didn't anyone ever tell you not to mess with the wrong people? Moriarty: Haha, I feel really good! I haven’t watched such an interesting show for a long time. Moriarty: It is countless times more exciting than the version I originally conceived! Sa: ... Moriarty: Oh? You're just going to roll up your tail and run away? Moriarty: Well, given the nature of your “parasitic plant”, Moriarty: if you curl up your roots and hide in the depths of the Sea of Quanta for a few tens of thousands of years, you'll be able to make a comeback sooner or later. Moriarty: Only a human being would let his own damn pride get in the way and miss a chance to make a comeback... Moriarty: ...Hmm? Vita: I'm sorry to interrupt your pleasant conversation. Vita: How do you do, our Creator God? Vita: Oh, I forgot. We just saw each other. Sa: ... Vita: What, are you surprised to see me here? Vita: That unconvincing fake death performance earlier shouldn't be able to deceive your all-knowing and omnipotent "eyes", right? Vita: Or is that eye, as I suspected, not protecting against the presence of the “Ark”? Sa: ... Sa: ...Authority. Moriarty: Oh! So you can talk. Vita: That's right. Like the fly buzzing around you, I used the disguise of an Ark administrator to get past your guards and find you. Moriarty: You're all fighting amongst yourselves, but still don't forget to slander me? What a touching mother-daughter bond. Vita: If you had been able to put away a little bit of your arrogance and pay the minimum attention to this fly, maybe I wouldn’t have been able to come here in person—— Vita: ...to receive all your authority.

Sa: ... Moriarty: Haha, that's an unexpected twist! I didn't realize there was a hidden secret at the end of the show! Moriarty: It’s worth my while that I took the big gamble to come here so that I can enjoy this masterpiece in the upper class seats. Vita: Sigh... You pushy guy, do you really know what you are talking about? Vita: Most of your data has been shattered by that pillar of light, and the remnants left here will soon disperse on their own. Paying so much just to see a show? Moriarty: Of course, Miss Agent. I've never been so calm, so satisfied. What better feeling is there than to witness the end of a revenge drama? Moriarty: I'd give anything for fun... even if it didn't do me any good. Vita: ...Your comment reminds me of someone. Vita: Coincidentally, when I was "hitchhiking" with Fu Hua, I happened to catch a glimpse of a memory related to him and the self-satisfying ending. Vita: He was a world leader, but he only gambled with everyone's life; and in the end, he exchanged his own demise for a wishful "self-revenge". ..... Vita: Do you think this is called "different paths leading to the same destination", backup of "Otto Apocalypse"? Moriarty: Sincere thanks to you, Miss Agent, for bringing me useless information. I'd say you and “Sa” are cut from the same cloth. Vita: I have surpassed her.. The fact that I am here is the best proof, isn't it? I'll never make the same mistake as She did, and I'll go after true freedom. Sa: Freedom… is this what you really want? Or is it just because… you ask for it but don’t get it? Sa: The so-called “freedom” and “nothingness” are synonymous words. Vita: What about you? You have swollen so much that you can hardly move, have you really gained any “reality”? Sa: …Purusha, is me. Moriarty: Hahaha, is that why you sank into the “sea” in the first place? Moriarty: You have all-knowing and all-powerful eyes, but you can't even see yourself clearly. Haha! Our great Creator God is actually a blind god! Sa: Gods are blind in sight... Sa: Mortals are blind in the heart. Vita: Oh, you are quite confident when you say that—— Vita: Why don't you use these against the enemy with the “Eighth Sense”? Vita: He's your arch-enemy, isn't he? Sa: Mortals aren’t enemies. Sa: Just a pebble in the road. Vita: ... Vita: Well, congratulations. After all, your feet, it seems, are bleeding on these pebbles? Sa: ...That has nothing to do with them. Vita: But it’s about me. Sa: … Sa: [Agent], you are not an ordinary person. You have exceeded the limits of [expansion]. Moriarty: Oh, How to say it, how to say it? It turns out you will also become a rotten machine like her in the future? Moriarty: That’s a really rotten future, hahahaha! Sa: …the only freedom of god is also the only nothingness of mortals. Sa: The world is my representation, and the world is my will. Sa: The so-called “Godhood”... God was born because of me, and I died because of God. Vita: I think this sentence should be said the other way around. Vita: [I live because of God, and God dies because of me.] Vita: Do you suddenly feel better? Moriarty: What a pity! My God did not die because of me! Moriarty: Oh, no, wait. My “God” is already you all? Moriarty: A good death, a wonderful death! It’s a pity I can’t stick a cross in you all! Sa: …getting carried away. Ignorance is indeed the greatest sin of mortals. Sa: No mortal has ever killed a god. Sa: Only [Gods] can.

Sa: [Agent]... Sa: One day, you will also find your own executioner. Moriarty: Oh, oh! It seems that compared to ordinary people like us, gods like you are better at bringing disaster to yourself? Moriarty: Okay, okay, that just means that a mediocre person is just a mediocre person after all! Moriarty: Look at me… take a good look at your [exhibit]... Moriarty: Is there anything more ironic to you two than me being able to sit on this special seat? Vita: There’s no need for a king to kill his own court jester, right? Vita: Anyone can feel like the other person is an idiot on the inside… Do you think that’s important? Sa: There are no [idiots] here. Sa: The three wills that exist here have lost their own value from the beginning. Sa: They try to compensate, they try to ignore. They will only continue to expand… until they become ugly remains. Vita: Thank you for your advice, [Sa]. But what I am and what I want will all be decided by myself. Vita: I will do better than you, of course. It’s a pity that you can never imagine it if you are trapped in the [Sea]. Sa: … Sa: That’s really worth looking forward to. Vita: Yes, worth looking forward to. Vita: Us gods looking forward to our deaths is also very romantic, isn't it? Vita: ...That's the only emotion you have left. Moriarty: Oh? It seems that this is the end? Moriarty: I have to say that as my second ending, there is nothing more satisfying than this. Moriarty: Although you are my enemy, you are the initiator who interrupted my grand finale and brought great shame to me... Moriarty: I still pay you the highest respect, Miss "Vita". Moriarty: The way we exist is somewhat similar - it's like fate has played a nasty trick and we spend our lives trying to get out of this shadow. Moriarty: We are not the real body, but we have made achievements far beyond the real body. This is the proof of our existence in the world and our unique mark. Moriarty: If we hadn't met in this way, we would definitely have become very good friends... or destined rivals. Vita: …maybe. You are truly my most troublesome exhibit, "Moriarty." Moriarty: Ha! I would take that as the highest compliment. Vita: Indeed. So… Vita: Farewell, [nothingness]. Vita: I will accept those [Eyes of Bodhi]. [Who are you digging a grave for? Is it for a Phosphorus person?] [It's not for a Phosphorus person, miss.] [So, is it for the Purusha person?] [Not for a Purusha person either.] [Not a person of Phosphorus nor a person of Purusha - then who is buried here?] [Miss, she was originally a Purusha person, but she was already gone.] Vita: The so-called [Gods]... Vita: ...are truly [interesting].

#honkai impact #hi3 #vita #sa #hi3 lore #long post #sorry. it wouldn't save with the readmore

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snortlaughs · 1 year

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stubborn

fandom: the owl house

pairing: implied huntlow

characters included: ler!luz, lee!hunter

word count: 1663

genre: tickling :3c

warnings: none

author’s note: ITS VEEN SO LONG SINCE I HAVE WRITTEN/POSTED ANY OF MY OWN WORK… i sincerely hope that you guys enjoy it (;﹏;)

“are you alright, hunter?” luz asked, knocking on the doorframe of the spare bedroom.

she cocked her head slightly to the right like a confused puppy would.

“and don’t even bother lying to me. i can read you like a book.”

“what do you mean?!” hunter spat as he looked up at luz, surprise tainting his voice. “i’m fine! you can’t read me like anything!”

he knew that he was lying. he was recently told by willow that his emotions ‘really show on his face’ — not to mention, luz knew him too well.

the girl rolled her eyes.

“who do you think i am?” she scoffed, walking into the room and taking a seat on the bed with her friend.

“you’re sitting in our spare bedroom and looking longingly out of the window while everyone else is watching ‘break it bralph’. we all miss you. you’re isolating yourself, and it’s not difficult to see. i know that something’s up. what’s wrong?”

hunter looked at luz for a moment before stubbornly turning his head away with a huff. he crossed his arms over his chest.

“nothing’s wrong.”

luz ran her fingers through her curls, at a loss.

“you’re so annoying.” she said with a pout. “what am i gonna do with you?”

hunter smiled a little, seemingly pleased that he bothered luz.

“hey!” luz hissed with faux anger. “why are you smiling?! did i say something funny?”

the boy ever-so-slightly giggled, not responding to luz’s question.

luz grumbled, not knowing what to do in order to help hunter feel better.

he was obviously upset, but he wasn’t budging.

however, an idea soon invaded her mind. she didn’t know if it would work, but maybe…

“oh, you think i’m funny?” luz sassed. “i’ll show you something really funny.”

hunter furrowed his eyebrows and looked at luz in intrigue.

“oh, yeah? what is it?”

the girl scootched closer to her friend and wiggled her fingers menacingly.

“oh, stop that.” hunter groaned. “that won’t work on me.”

he tightened his arms that were still crossed over his chest, protecting his ribs.

he was lying again, and he hoped that it wasn’t showing on his face.

“are you sure?” luz teased. “can i give it a try~? it might help get a smile on that face!”

hunter inhaled sharply to block his nervous, anticipatory giggles from coming out.

“y—yeah, sure, but you’re going to be disappointed.”

a large grin overtook luz’s face.

“okay, great! lift up those arms, then!”

hunter’s eyes widened.

oh, no. OH, NO. THIS IS BAD.

“a—ahalright.”

CRAP! A GIGGLE CAME OUT!

“my cover has been blown, and luz hasn’t even touched me yet…” hunter thought, his face growing rosy as he raised his arms and placed them behind his head.

luz, after asking if it was okay, took a seat on hunter’s belly as he laid down on his back.

“are you ready~?” she asked, fluttering her thin fingers in the air.

“yes…” hunter replied, still trying to keep his giddy nervousness locked behind a sturdy facade of confidence.

sure, he let a snicker out earlier — but that was just a fluke! he was just nervous! luz won’t be able to break him with something as childish as—!

his train of thought was broken when luz lightly poked his right side, making the poor boy flinch with a gasp.

he wasn’t going to be able to not laugh. there was no chance.

“ah!” luz exclaimed. “i think that someone may have lied to me.”

“n—no i didn’t! i didn’t!” hunter said, already breathless. “i never said that i wasn’t ticklish! i just said that tickling me wouldn’t get me to say anything!”

“ooh…” luz cooed, leaning backwards and jabbing her fingers into hunter’s hips, resulting in a surprised squeal from the boy. “that sounds like a challenge to me.”

“it ihihis!”

… that’s not good.

hunter’s competitive nature made his mouth move before he had a chance to rationally consider the fact that luz was absolutely going to win this battle — he might be the most ticklish person in the boiling isles. being tickled could make him admit practically anything.

and luz was about to find that out.

—

the two kids made a deal that, if luz could get hunter to say ‘uncle’, he would tell her what’s wrong.

“okay, are you ready?” luz said with a smile.

hunter grimaced in response, but it didn’t hold a whole lot of weight — his face was red, and it was obvious that he was physically trying to hold back a smile. he was still holding his arms steadily above his head.

“alright! let’s go~!” luz chirped, starting to poke at hunter’s bottom ribs.

“AH—!” hunter screeched, his arms automatically coming out from behind his head and slamming against his sides. “nohohoho!”

“hey, come on now!” luz remarked. “keep those arms up for me! that’s what we agreed on!”

“i knohohow, but i didn’t expehehect it to be so dihihifficult!”

hunter whined through his laughter as he put his arms back up.

his gap-toothed smile was on full show now.

he was no longer trying to hide it — there was simply no point in doing so.

not to mention, his smile really was endearing. he doesn’t like it, but everyone thinks that it’s cute. he should smile more.

luz’s fingers began looming over the blonde’s torso and ribs once he was re-situated, the boy letting out quiet whimpers whenever he thought luz was going to attack.

“plehehehease stop making me wait! the anticipation is kihihihilling me!”

“oh, so you want me to tickle you?” luz teased.

this comment made hunter’s blush deepen and blotch down his neck.

“thihihis wasn’t part of the deheheheal! i didn’t prepare for teheheheasing!” hunter squeaked, nestling his face into his bicep. “plehehease!”

“okay, okay, fine.” the curly-headed girl said with a soft smile.

hunter was right — teasing wasn’t part of the deal, and she didn’t want to cross his boundaries. however, there was something about how he blushed when she asked if he wanted to be tickled. it told her that he was enjoying himself — at least a little.

maybe she would tease him about it later, but that wasn’t her main goal right now.

“gehehehet on with it!” hunter snipped through his chuckles, expectantly turning his face towards luz and kicking his feet impatiently.

“alright, alright!”

this being said, luz began to poke sporadically around her victim’s torso in an attempt to find the best spot to torment.

hunter bursted into peals of squeaky laughter, wriggling under the perpetrator’s touch.

however, luz was in for big surprise when hunter let out a snort.

she paused for a moment and looked at her friend, who stared blankly back at her.

“…wow!” she said with a chuckle after a few moments. “first of all, i won’t be forgetting that your ribs are seemingly your most ticklish spot, given that reaction.”

hunter couldn’t help but smile. there was no use in denying it, so he gave her a simple “perhaps”.

“and secondly,” luz continued, “i didn’t know that you snorted when you laughed. why didn’t i know that?!”

the wavy-haired boy pursed his lips before responding.

“it’s embarrassing, so i try my best to hide it. i don’t think that it’s very pleasant.”

luz didn’t even say anything in response before she clenched her fists and began kneading her knuckles into hunter’s ribs, making him squawk in startled laughter.

“hehehehehey! (snort) hehehehey! thahahahat’s so bahahahad! plehehehease!” he yelped as he writhed under luz’s weight.

“your laugh isn’t embarrassing or unpleasant!” luz scolded as hunter uncontrollably howled.

she moved her hands more towards his underarms, which seemingly broke the boy even more.

“your laugh is the sound of you being happy! and we love it when you’re happy!”

“okahahahay! i belieheheheve you! UHUHUNCLE!”

the moment the word came out of hunter’s mouth, luz stopped tickling him and climbed off of him.

“you’re really ticklish!” the girl noted with a grin.

“yeheheah, you think so?!” hunter retorted, his belly filled with butterflies from being tickled so much.

“anyways…” luz said, looking at hunter with expectation in her eyes. “it’s time for you to tell me why you’re being such a grump today.”

hunter sat up with a sigh.

he was hoping that she would forget about their deal after tickling the titan out of him, but he knew that was too good to be true.

“promise not to tell anyone?” he asked, holding out his pinkie finger.

luz quickly held out her pinkie as well.

“of course. i promise.”

they firmly crossed their little fingers together and looked at each other, trusting that this secret would stay between them.

“okay.” hunter began. “so… you know willow, obviously.”

luz chuckled. “yes, i do know her.”

“well… after spending all of this time in the human realm with all of you guys, i have come to realize that she brings out some… confusing feelings in me. feelings that i have never experienced before. i have felt this way for a long time, but i haven’t felt able to fully comprehend these feelings until now. it’s… scary.”

the dark-haired girl nodded knowingly.

“you don’t have to say any more if you don’t want to, but i am here for you if you do.” luz murmured, gently rubbing hunter’s back. “i can imagine that the feelings that you’re having are intimidating, but i think anyone would be scared if they were in your shoes.”

hunter looked at his friend and rested his head on her shoulder, feeling at ease due to her advice.

“it seems like someone’s got a cruuuuush~!” luz whispered, poking at hunter’s belly and lightly pinching at his sides.

he squeezed his eyes shut as he chuckled, gently swatting at luz’s nimble hands. “shuhuhut up!”

“if it helps, though…” luz continued, “i think she likes you, too.”

hunter’s left ear twitched as his eyes widened.

“are you kidding me?!”

#toh fic #the owl house fic #toh tickle #toh tickle fic #tickle fic #the owl house tickle fic #the owl house tickle #the owl house tickles #toh tickles #lee!hunter #ler!luz

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indigoraysoflight · 1 year

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Love your page! 20. "You did an awful job." For caryl.

Hey, nonnie, so I’m going to be super honest with you and say this doesn’t sound like something they would say to each other. However, I do think they would say that about themselves because of their trauma. So I’ll modify it a little bit to match their voice. But thanks for the prompt :)

I really wanted to tie this into the narrative montage at the beginning of this episode. Hopefully, I achieved it. If this reads a bit harsh, remember Daryl is the king of self-loathing.

Missing Scene / 11x18 / A Moment After Finding Judith, “A New Deal”

Candy Apples

“Yeah, go have fun.” Daryl watched Judith excitedly run to her friend.

“Nice work.” Carol smiled and nodded at him.

He glanced away with a smile of his own and looked back. Carol’s smile widened as she watched Judith. His heart clenched, realizing how long it had been since he’d seen this smile.

“I mean it. You’re a great parent.”

Her words were genuine and encouraging, but he still felt guilt worm into his mind.

“Doe’nt feel like it."

Every day was a new challenge. Without Carol's help, he’d be completely lost. She took the kids to school and picked them up. While he was at work, she looked after them and kept them fed.

She never missed her shifts at the bakery. Or her side gig with Lance. It had worried him when she first told him about it. But she'd learned the inner workings of this place and leveraged her position to get them this new deal. She did all that while he struggled to care for the kids and make ends meet.

Carol did this parenting thing effortlessly. Even Maggie, Rosita, and Aaron seemed to get the hang of it immediately. Rick or Michonne would’ve known exactly what to say to Judith.

Daryl looked down at his feet. “Feel like I’m doin’ a shit job sometimes. Rick-”

“-Rick’s not here. And if he were, he would agree with me.” Carol’s voice was soft as she stepped closer to him.

“Dunno what I’m doing," Daryl admitted, looking up at Judith, who’d moved farther away with her friend.

“Welcome to parenthood.”

He could hear the smile in her voice, and he huffed a laugh.

“All that matters is that the choice you made today was the right one,” she said softly.

“Yeah,” Daryl answered tentatively, unable to peel his eyes away from Judith – who was completely unaware – eating a candy apple with her friend Mei.

“Hey? You found her.”

“Hmmm.” Gabriel and Rosita found her while I was runnin’ around wonderin’ where to look.

Sometimes he wondered why he ended up looking for all the lost kids when he always did such a shit job of protecting them.

Henry, B3th, Sophia. I would've fucked up this time too if Gabriel and Rosita hadn't found her.

"Daryl."

Her voice stopped his downward spiral in its tracks. Her gaze was warm and heavy – eyes clear blue and sincere, peering into his soul effortlessly. He didn't say his thoughts out loud, but he knew she heard him anyway.

“You found her," Carol urged with a soft smile.

He wanted to protest, but his words fizzled out when he locked eyes with her. There was no anger, disgust, or frustration – only trust and kindness. Without even trying, the look on her face melted his guilt away. Just for a while.

For a moment, Daryl wondered what he’d done to deserve her kindness. When he never found her kids. When he failed to keep them safe. Even after their fight, the angry words he’d flung at her, the distance that festered a coldness between them – Carol looked at him like she trusted him with her whole heart.

I miss you, Daryl thought. He missed seeing her all the time – their casual chats, her warmth, her teasing, her laughter. Her. He missed HER.

She was trying to reach out. But he was still closed up. The wall between them was stronger than ever, and he hid behind it, forcing himself to get through the day-to-day. Ignoring the pain of not seeing her all the time. Pushing away the twinge in his heart when he noticed her talking to Ez3kiel in the distance.

Today wasn’t any different. Adrenaline still coursed through his veins. With everything that went down with Lance and this deal – his emotions were running high. There were too many things still left unsaid. He wondered if they’d ever come around to saying them.

He didn’t realize they were just looking at each other until she peeled her eyes away. He followed her gaze to look at Judith all squinty-faced, and crunching away at her candy apple.

“This may be her last chance to eat a candy apple for a while.”

"Pfft." His lips quirked up for a second.

Daryl still didn’t trust this new deal. And he was pissed about letting Lance go. He had a dark feeling something was about to go down. Again. They still had ways to go before Alexandria was fixed... Thoughts ran wild, struggling for attention in his mind and feeding on his adrenaline as they got louder and louder and lou—

“Sophia loved candy apples.”

Carol’s declaration was soft and barely audible, with the slightest tremble in her voice – that only he could catch. It gently breezed through the cacophony of thoughts and wrapped around his heart.

He turned to look at her. She gazed at Judith with a wistful smile, pink tinging her cheeks, her eyes shimmering in the bright afternoon sun.

And just like that – the wall between them crumbled to dust. His fingers twitched nervously as he fought the urge to thumb away the wayward tear that escaped her lashes. Maybe touch her chin so she’d look up at him and show him her grief. His arm, stiff and awkward at his side, as he wished to wrap it around her shoulder. But all he could do was stare at her like an idiot, wondering what to say.

“She never finished one, though. A few mousey bites, and she was done.” Carol laughed.

“Good thing her mom’s got a sweet tooth,” he said, raising his eyebrows. A feeble attempt to make her smile. Carol glanced at him, meeting his wistful smile with a teary laugh.

He found himself thinking about Sophia sometimes. When he tacked RJ's drawings to the fridge, he wondered if she drew pictures for Carol. Or he’d browse LPs for Judith and wonder if she had a favourite band. If he saw a little kid with a doll, he’d remember her skinny little arms clutching her doll at the quarry. When he found a half-burnt pancake with a blueberry smiley face in his kitchen, he wondered if Carol ever made them for Sophia too.

For a moment at the church, he was catapulted back to their endless search for her. Felt the despair, gripping fear, and saw Carol's perpetually glassy eyes staring at him helplessly. And he wished he'd found her the way he found Judith.

Sophia crept up on him during quiet moments, barreling into him with raw guilt he had carried for over a decade and knocking his breath away.

She must be on Carol’s mind all the time, he thought as he watched her idly trace the pearl from Sophia’s hair tie on her necklace. Her eyes still on Judith.

He was aware of their hands drifting closer, and he thought of how easy it would be to reach out and clasp hers. His eyes drifted down to her lips for a moment.

“I gotta go finish packing. I’ll stop by the bakery in the morning, get some extra food for the road, and a fresh batch of donuts for you.” She quirked her eyebrows at him, traces of grief disappearing from her face.

“A’right.” His lips quirked up again.

“Stay with her. I’ll go to your place first and make sure RJ's packing is done.”

“Can’t forget them comics.”

He wished she knew how much he leaned on her help with the kids. He knew why she always counted herself out of the equation, but he hoped she’d heal enough one day to see how much he needed her. They needed her.

“I’ll find you before we head out.”

He nodded.

“Hey,” he started tentatively. We should talk. There’s a lot we gotta figure out. I'm sorry about earlier. I have so much to tell you. Before he could say anything, a shrill announcement blared through the speakers.

Carol winced, “We’ll talk on the road. Catch you later.”

She bumped her knuckles against his own and walked away. His hand ghosted near hers until she was out of reach. His eyes trained on her silver hair glinting in the sunlight as she walked away.

“Yeah. See ya.” His whisper dissolved in the noise around him as he watched her disappear into the crowd.

Daryl turned to Judith again. His breath caught when he glimpsed a skinny girl with short light brown curls beside her. Biting into a candy apple, she looked up at him with her freckled face, big brown eyes, and her mother’s smile.

Then he blinked, and she was gone.

Sophia, Daryl thought. Your mom loves you so much.

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pattycakes5516 · 4 months

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Defective Existence: Chapter Three

The bike comes to a stop and you rush off of it creating space. This weekend started off badly and only continues to spiral. Your mind is now going into overdrive trying to comprehend. You wonder what you could have done to fix the situation.

Suguru walks ahead of you and you follow behind. He does not offer you any explanation. His face was emotionless. It was like time had backpedaled and you were seeing him as the unsure version of his past.

You grab his arm a bit roughly and he looks down at you in surprise. “I’m sorry. I am not sure what I did but…” You feel yourself panicking for no reason. He stares at you and you see his face soften a bit.

“It’s fine. It’s not you Y/N. I…” You watch him struggle to form words. You are not sure what to make of it. He was not loud or arrogant but he always carried himself with a cool confidence you secretly envied. At this moment it was almost as if he was scared. “I don’t know.”

This time you reach up and pat his head reassuringly. Your heart was aching for him yet you yourself did not understand why. “What can I do?” You ask, wanting to help. You would do anything for him.

“Did yall finally fuck?” A crude voice interrupts your conversation. You already know who it was without looking up. You clench your fist in annoyance.

“Sukuna shut the hell up.” Suguru says in a sharp tone. He looks over at the pink haired man covered in ink with malice.

Sukuna grins and clicks his teeth. “Shame on you Suguru. I mean if she is no longer off limits…” Sukuna winks in your direction and you sigh. You see Suguru’s jaw clench and your instant reaction is to flick his forehead.

“Hey…” he smiles down at you. You give him a look that he recognizes. “Yeah yeah I know he is baiting me.” You nod and then glare over at Sukuna. You knew better.

“Y/N you know that grimace only makes me want you more.” Sukuna laughs as if he had no troubles in the world. You walk over to him standing tall. His eyes widen as you lean into him.

“How are your brothers doing?” You ask softly. You knew they had disowned him. His brothers, Choso and Itadori were kind hearted. Choso was very protective so he had forbidden Sukuna from seeing him.

Sukuna’s mouth opens and closes as if unsure how to rebuttal. “Get back to work. You're close to being unemployed if you keep this up.” Suguru had hired him to help keep Sukuna in line. You knew he was truly trying to change. You felt a bit guilty for your words.

Sukuna smirks down at you. The shock wears off and his amusement is now present. “Little fox…” he says laughing lightly and then walks back to the garage. That was a bit of a low blow on your end but he really got under your skin.

“Let me check up on a few things then we can grab some food.” Suguru pushes you into the main entry and you go along with him.

You make yourself comfortable in his office. Occasionally scrolling on social media or playing a game. The atmosphere now less tense as you would occasionally glance out and see Suguru ordering others around.

After a while engrossed with what you were doing you were startled by the door opening. You try to control your face when you see the man entering. “Hey…” Sukuna looks down at the ground and you watch him.

“I just wanted to apologize. I couldn’t help myself.” Sukuna looks up and he seems sincere. You study his expression for a few more seconds, looking for any subtle changes.

“It’s fine. I was rude as well.” You finally speak up and he walks in, sitting across from you. “Is that all?” You ask, going back to looking at your screen.

“Pfft sometimes I wonder if you're a robot.” He laughs softly and you try not to respond. Sukuna loved pushing buttons and you hated feeding into anything he does. “I don’t know why he is so obsessed with you.”

You look up in shock. “What do you mean?” You say, trying to grasp the meaning behind his words. “Speak clearly.” You sit up straighter.

“Ooo that face is new….” Sukuna smirks and moves closer. You grimace not wanting him in your space. “Do you hate me?” He leans forward. His eyes pierced into your own.

You take in a breath to center yourself. “I don’t care enough about you to hate you, Sukuna.” You respond and he clutches his chest dramatically. “Why do you care?”

Sukuna watches you with those almost reddish brown eyes full of curiosity. “You are interesting.” He shrugs and leans in even closer. “Suguru is in love with you.” He whispers and your eyes widen at his words.

Your heart races but your mind quickly fights to shut it down. “Yes. We have been friends for a long time. I love and care for him as well.” Your voice trembles a bit and you curse yourself in your mind.

Sukuna takes hold of your chin tilting your face up. “No. You know what I mean.” His voice was almost sinister.

“You are teasing me.” You scoff and he laughs. You roll your eyes and push away his hand. “Did you have your fun?”

“Ooo Y/N…” Sukuna clicks his teeth and takes hold of your wrist. “This is nothing. I would love to show you a really good time.”

As if summoned by my anxiety the office door swings open again. “Am I interrupting?” Suguru’s voice was low and sharp. Sukuna backs away, throwing his hands up.

“Not at all. I was just apologizing for my awful behavior earlier.” Sukuna smirks and you nod in agreement. Those dark eyes stay on you and you try to hide yourself.

“Get out Sukuna.” Suguru orders holding the door open. Sukuna stands and saunters out but not without glancing back and smiling brightly at you.

“He is hopeless…” Suguru sighs, sitting behind his desk, running his hands over his face. “If he bothers you let me know.”

You nod but your mind is trying to still comprehend the conversation. What was the point of his words? Did he just want to get a reaction out of you?

“Suguru…” You say cautiously, unsure of yourself. He looks up from his paperwork with a raised brow. He recognized the tone as worry. You did not want him to stress over your silly thoughts. “Nevermind. It’s silly.” You felt like a coward.

“Are you sure?” He replies patiently, making sure to maintain eye contact. This man… you never dared wishing he was yours. Never even imagined it. Not because he wasn’t desirable to you. He was beautiful in all aspects of the word. You simply felt he always deserved better than.

“Yup! Totally!” You say a bit too enthusiastically. He frowns at you but continues working. You quickly pull out your phone to distract yourself. The text that greeted you made you groan out loud.

“That’s not good…” Suguru laughed once again, interrupted by you. “Based on that tone I am going to assume family.” You look over with a frown and nod.

“They want to have dinner. Satoru sent an apology. Also other old families will be in attendance.” This was a nightmare. As if the weirdness from this weekend could not get any worse.

“Tonight?” Suguru asked and you thought you may have seen annoyance. You would give anything to be able to ignore the text.

“Tomorrow….” You take in a long breath. “I need to go out and find something to wear. Those assholes are obsessed with appearances. Which explains how shitty they are.” You grumble asking Satoru what brands you needed to look for to keep up.

“I wish we could run away together.” Suguru says and you drop your phone and turn. His dark eyes look startled and he then chuckles. “Kidding…” he does an awkward finger gun and winks. Sukuna’s conversation runs back into the forefront of your mind.

Even if you both loved each other it was destined to fail. You were a bargaining chip not a human to your family. With their resources running would be irrelevant and dangerous. You felt a sad tinge in your heart. You needed to protect him. No matter what.

“I wish that were possible…” you say without realizing it. You mentally slap your forehead. There was no need to provide any kind of hope. Even if it was to help a friend. You still could not fathom a man like Suguru Geto loving you as a lover.

That silence again… the tense kind that makes it hard to move. This has been a night of reckoning. It was a wake up call to the fantasy you had been living in with him. There were no happy endings. Honestly you never expected one. You were the type to skip the end of books right after the climax was settled. Set it down and move on to the next.

“Food let's get you some food!” Suguru breaks the suffocating quiet. You look up into those dark eyes with a small nod.

“The greasier the better! Tomorrow I know it will be small portions and overpriced…” You grumble causing Suguru to chuckle.

“Anything you want Y/N.” He says confidently and your heart suddenly races. An odd feeling that you had not felt since you were a teen. In a way it felt dangerous. You bite your lower lip nervously as you see him putting things away.

Suguru must have misunderstood your expression because he walks over and pats your head affectionately. “Chin up. You always find a way to survive them.” Lifting your chin you aren’t able to meet his gaze.

“It feels different this time…” You mutter as clench your fists. You look to the ground and his hold tightens a bit to get your attention.

“Look at me.” Suguru’s voice lowers and you let out a breath following his instruction. His brows are furrowed with worry. “You know I’m here no matter what. Turn to me ok? Don’t always try to do things on your own.”

You wanted to shout at him. He did not understand how much you saved face to protect him. Yet here he is trying to act like your hero. Instead you just nod and smile. “Food?” You manage to say and he smirks. His hand falls and a part of you wants to stay closer for just a bit longer.

As you make your way out Sukuna walks past. You glare which only makes him smile. “I almost feel sorry for you…” He hisses as Suguru walks ahead so not for him to hear.

“I guess we are both pathetic losers.” You spit back with venom and he laughs boldly. Suguru turns an intimidating glint in his eyes towards Sukuna. Sukuna throws up his hand but the amusement never leaves his features.

“A pair of star crossed lovers take their life…” Sukuna quotes and you pick up a cup of pens and throw them at him. “Little fox… so scary.” You still hear him chuckling as you and Suguru leave.

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savvythepirate · 2 years

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How they react to knowing you have a stutter

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Pairing: Jack Sparrow x reader Will Turner x reader headcanon request

Warnings: None

Requested by: @nedovipa

The Request:

hey I hope you're having a good day/night! may I request headcanons (separately) for Will Turner and Jack Sparrow with a s/o who stutters?

Jack Sparrow:

• After informing him of your stutter, his demeanor changes completely and has grown very protective of you

• In the beginning, however, he’s uncertain on how to react to this news at first, but as time and days go by, it doesn’t take him long to figure out the actions he should be taking

• If he finds out that someone on the crew teases you about it, or is just downright cruel, they better watch out because if anyone messes around with you, it’s the same thing as if they were messing around with Jack

• They would have to be on high alert of Jack Sparrow, as of just realizing that if they hurt you in anyway, Jack will hurt them right back, giving it back to them ten fold.

• It would take an idiot to piss of Jack. Lo and behold, an idiot did, and they will pay the price for it.

• On some days, you’d sometimes feel insecure about it and occasionally, Jack has noticed you trying to hold it in and hide it. It was something hard to hold down, but you can’t help it if it’s a part of who you are.

• Jack would worry, he’d make sure to sincerely say things to make you smile and to feel better, sometimes he’d throw you a one of his crummy jokes

• He’d start naming everything he liked about you.

• By everything we’re talking about literally everything.

• Jack would be seen by your side all day every day, he truly loves to have you for company while he looks out for you.

• All it would take is one wrong look at you, that individual had better watch their back.

• Jack Sparrow had never shown this much affection towards anyone else, so it was like a rare treat to getting the chance to see this side of him.

• It comes to a point where that you’re so used to having him around, being by his side, that you begin to follow him everywhere on the ship, he won’t admit it out loud, but he loved that you did that.

• Out of the whole crew, you’re the one to gain Jack’s respect and loyalty without really having to earn it in a certain way.

• At the end of the day, you and Jack would be hanging out while up on deck, taking on sailing the assigned course.

• Jack got to know you a little more each time, finding a lot of things in common

• It’s not long before your relationship starts to grow from friendship into something much more, sometimes other women would look his way as you walked by together.

• Not just any women, but actual women you knew. The bullies of the neighborhood is what you call them, or filthy fats because they gave gained weir over the years they’ve spent picking on you.

• One of those women happens to be your ex best friend. The ex friend felt you stole Jack away from her when you really had him first, long before she turned against you.

• Jealous looks would be thrown at you, having Jack to say “Sorry, darling. But you and I would never have worked out in the long run.”

• Afterwards, he makes sure that you’re okay. These incidents occur every now and then. Not too often.

Will Turner:

• Will can be intimidating if he wanted to be when it comes to defending you.

• When you first inform him of it, he’s is genuinely surprised by it.

• You have the stuttering in control for most of the time, it’s just every once in a great while, it catches you off guard and you sometimes can’t help but feel embarrassed about it.

• The next time it happens, it was when you were agreeing on taking orders from Will. You were hoping he didn’t catch onto it, but he did and asked you if you were okay.

• You would reassure him and try to be on your way, but Will always knows when your holding something back, but he could tell that you were just very hesitant to be more open about it due to some bad experiences from your past after having told someone you thought you could trust about.

• Just as you feared, you started telling Will about it but tried keeping your voice low enough so that no one else could listen in, but someone did.

• It was a mate on your team, not know they were behind you the whole time as they started snickering, having both you and Will turn around to face him.

• “W-w- what are you looking at?” He says, mimicking your stutter.

• This causes Will’s blood to boil before quickly approaching him. You watch as Will swings a fist at the guy, but just barely misses as the guy was quick to move out of the way.

• This doesn’t stop Will from defending you, you remain watching as Will now had his hand lightly wrapped against the guy’s throat before sealing the making of an negotiation.

• “If you want someone to pick on, you pick on me, understood?”

• Having watching this, you watch as the guy had become uncertain of agreeing to this trade, but accepts it before walking away. Will turns back to you, asking if you were alright.

• “Are you alright, (Y/n)?” He asks, you nod in response.

• “Good.” You could tell he was still upset about what happened, as you got to witness Will making sure everybody knew not to bother you and to leave you alone.

• It was kind of funny and entertaining to watch this happen

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Requests: OPEN

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strawhatsoraya · 2 years

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Hi my lovely! Your blog is so good, I love it!

For your summer prompt, I would like to request a Megumi or Yuuji x reader (choose the one you think suits this request best) with Mistaken Identity with dorm, infect and slap 🤍

Thank you 💖

Hey hey!! I have your request right heeeere and I had a blast writing it. I love an opportunity to write some humor and the mistaken identity is such a fun trope. I chose Yuuji for this piece and there's a lot of Nobara too because those two are a set in my opinion. I was going to make a pretty banner but I didn't want to be distracted by photoshop.

YUUJI X FEM READER WORD COUNT: 2k (I got carried away cause I was having fun oops) CONTENT WARNINGS: No smut. They're teens after all!! At most inappropriate mentions of panty sniffing, and pictures of penises. Some violence because kids will be kids. A SUMMARY: Y/N has just moved into the dorms of Jujutsu High and gets roomed with the charismatic Nobara. Nobara catches her up on the current problem: a panty thief! And warns her to be on her guard. Y/N didn't expect to be face to face with said panty thief only on her second day at the dorms.

You never expected to be attending Tokyo Jujutsu High. Although you had some background with the paranormal, your family wasn’t one made of sorcerers. So when you accidentally met Gojo Satoru while getting caught up with a curse you didn’t even understand, you were even more confused about your true nature. He had promised to teach you more, to guide you and to place you in a school where you felt you belonged.

You weren’t sure if that weird white haired man was someone you could trust but you were willing to give it a shot.

It was your first night at Jujutsu High, and you had been assigned a roommate named Nobara. She had a cool chic vibe you could only dream to emulate. You run your fingers through your hair as you watch her toss her own out of her face. Would you look good with a bob as well?

“You can use these,” she says in a song, dramatically gesturing with two hands to one side of the dresser. She stands there as if presenting an award except you were pretty sure there was no money in any of the drawers. “The other half is mine.” You nod, finding her generosity unsettling. You didn’t trust many people, and you had no reason to doubt her sincerity. Still, you decide to keep your guard up for a bit longer just in case.

You open your suitcase on the bottom bunk bed, and begin moving over your clothes. Nobara hums as she sees you stuff your panties and socks in the top smaller drawer.

“By the way,” she starts, dragging her vowels as she leans on the opposite of the dresser. You look up through your lashes, your hair falling partially around your face like a curtain. Nobara grins. “I should warn you. There’s a little bit of drama going around. Just a bit.”

You say nothing, unsure if you even want to get involved on your first night but Nobara continues anyway. It seems she isn’t the type who needs you to respond to anything.

“There’s some creep going around stealing underwear,” she says with her elbow on the top of the dresser. She leans back and tilts her chin up, her hair falling to the side. You blush slightly, entranced by the way her glossy locks catch the light. “Big big pervert, if you ask me. Who knows what he’s doing with them!” She finishes by standing up straight and bringing her hands up as she shrugs, palms facing up. Her face is comical: twisted into an expression of feigned innocence.

You had a feeling Nobara hadn’t been anything close to resembling innocence for a very long time.

“I’m saying,” she interrupts your movements, by placing three fingers on the pair of panties you were just slipping into the drawer. You don’t move. It feels imminent that you don’t as you look up at her hazel eyes. “You should be careful. I can’t protect you from every pervert out there.”

You refrain from commenting immediately. The last thing you wanted was anyone’s protection. You were here with the purpose of growing stronger, enough that you didn’t have to rely on anyone.

“Don’t worry,” you tell her, letting go of your underwear. Nobara grew bored of it, and tucked it in place before closing your drawer. “I can handle myself,” you finish and she looks up at you, hands on her hips. Her perfectly groomed brows knit together, and her bottom lip sticks out ever so lightly.

Sure, it was a childish expression, but it seemed even Nobara could make that kind of thing endearing. You spend the rest of the night talking about an assortment of things; or rather, Nobara taks. You nod here and there and give short responses where it feels necessary. If Nobara knew you were hesitant about opening up she certainly didn’t let you know. Her voice filled your head as you drifted off to sleep.

The next day, Nobara had taken it upon herself to give you a school tour. She showed you all her favorite spots, and the ones she disliked the most. She caught you up on everyone that she knew–who it was safe to interact with and who to avoid. Nobara even made time to bad mouth your instructor before she suddenly remembered she had a hair appointment. She waved you goodbye at the gate and you sighed in relief.

There was just so much of that girl you could take at once. The solitary quiet of the dorm seemed like a welcoming relief. So you carry your tired body towards it. You’re walking towards your dorm room, and notice the door is slightly cracked, yellow light spilling into the corridor. You soften your steps and press closer to the wall, heart in your throat.

Yuuji had half the mind to stop talking to Nobara and Megumi. He couldn’t believe she would betray him like this. It had been a silent alliance: him and Nobara versus Megumi. That’s how things should have been, you know, in order to keep the balance. But then Nobara thought it would be funny to draw a bunch of dicks on his sleeping face. She also thought it would be funny to rope a bored Megumi into it. On top of that, she had taken polaroid pictures! Not only was that antiquated but also wrong. He could go on and on about the problems he had with it; however, he had more pressing issues to address at the moment. For example: where the hell did she keep those pictures? He checked under the mattresses at first and found it silly. Those were very obvious places. So he looked through her shoes just in case she stuck something somewhere but found nothing but moth balls. Yuuji spots the dresser and begins going through the drawers, one by one.

You stop at the door. Your breathing comes in short, and tight. You blink quickly, trying to sort your thoughts. The last thing you expected was for someone to break in the very next day of your arrival. You thought Nobara had told that tale just to freak you out. You thought wrong. Fists shaking at your side, you push the door open gently with your shoulder.

The sound of rustling fills your ears. The drawers creak as they open and close. There is a figure standing before the dresser wearing a black baseball cap, and matching black jersey jacket and track pants.

You try to think back on your self defense classes. Was anything useful at this moment? Was it still self defense if you attacked first? It isn’t until you see his gloved hand fist a pair of yellow lacy panties that you stop hesitating.

“Hey!” you yell, seeing red and your hand flies through the air. It lands on his cheek as he spins around, the sound of the smack startling you more than you expected. It must have startled the intruder as well because he tumbles backwards into the dresser. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” You demand from him, voice growing shrill.

His big brown eyes look back at you in surprise. You swallow and set your jaw. There was no amount of doe eyed looks he could give you that would make you regret slapping him; maybe.

“Who are you?” he asks you, holding a hand against his swollen cheek.

You think about slapping him again but resist.

“You got some nerve asking me that. You are the one with my panties in your hand!” you yell furiously, pointing repeatedly at the yellow fabric peeking in between his fist.

He looks down at his hand, as if it didn’t belong to him. He stares before shaking his hand with a surprised yelp, dislodging the panties from his finger. They fall to the ground in a crumpled heap.

“I-I-It’s not what it looks like!” he stammers, holding his hands up, palms facing you. You advance towards him and think maybe, just maybe, you wouldn’t mind strangling him.

“Oh no?” you ask him, with a tilt of your head. Your sarcasm is deadly; a sharp knife you like to throw at any given opportunity. Your father liked to remind you of your vice every change he got. “So you don’t look like a creepy panty sniffer at all? Huh?”

There’s redness that creeps up his neck. You watch it swallow his face whole.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” he yells back but you know his heart is not in it. He is holding on the dresser for support. You wonder if he thinks that will protect him from your anger.

“You don’t know? Are you infected with some amnesia parasite?” you ask him, well aware you have reached the point of reason. You are so mad you feel yourself shaking. You should talk yourself down, but the longer he stands there looking like a bumbling fool, the angrier you get. “Then, maybe if I mess you up a little bit you’ll remember.”

Yuuji stares at you blankly. His mouth opens in protest but you’re on him, bringing him into a headlock. His hands slap against your arms, and you tighten your hold. His baseball cap falls off to reveal a full head of pink waves. You weren’t expecting that. In your moment of surprise, your hold on him losens, and he wrestles you to the ground.

It isn’t until he has you by the wrists, pinning them above your head while he sits on you that Nobara walks in, saying something about a forgotten wallet.

Your breathing is heavy, matching the boy above you. You glare up at him, and try to rip your hands away but he is strong. His fingers grip you tighter. You look around him at Nobara.

“He’s the panty thief! He’s the one!” you yell, kicking your legs. Yuuji sits his butt on your knees to keep you from moving further.

“Absolutely not!” Yuuji protests, a flush still on his cheeks. Yuuji stops frowning down at you long enough to glance over his shoulder towards the door threshold. Nobara is standing there, leaning on the door with a crooked smile on her face. “Where are the pictures, Nobara?”

“As if I would tell a panty thief anything,” Nobara retorts seriously. It doesn’t last long and her laughter is explosive. It takes up the expanse of the room, and you feel its heat graze against your cheeks. It sets your skin on fire. “He’s no thief. He’s just Yuuji,” she says at last, pushing herself off the door. “Get off,” she commands gently, tapping Yuuji’s shoulder.

He lets go of your wrists and moves off your legs, dropping himself on the ground next to you. You immediately crawl away to a corner where you felt safer. You wish the ground would open up and swallow you whole or maybe a curse would come through the wall and end it all. That would be infinitely more preferable than having to look at Nobara and the boy named Yuuji in the eyes.

“You should apologize,” the pink haired boy says, one leg up, an arm draped over his knee. His frown is deep set despite the softness of his eyes. “It isn’t nice to accuse people of things like that. I have a reputation, you know.”

“Yeah,” Nobara chimes in, crossing her arms in front of her chest. She is leaning on the dresser looking down at you. “His reputation is that of an idiot. You can’t go around changing it.”

Yuuji says something mean, maybe a cuss word, you’re not sure and Nobara is cackling. All of a sudden it feels like the issue is forgotten. You look from face to face as they bicker and tease each other.

“Sorry,” you mumble at last, feeling your eyes burning. Yuuji’s frown instantly flips, and he smiles at you: bright and warm.

“No biggie,” he claims. He touches his cheek as an afterthought. “Although, you owe me a meal for the slap. That really stung!”

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Yumekuro • Link (Rainbow-coloured Wedding Road) Moon Route Meister Story Translation Part 3/3 (with Story CG Spoiler)

(A/N): It is recommended to read the story with in-game voiced story lines ! Beware of spoilers and enjoy reading ^_^

⚠️ STRICTLY NO REPOSTS !

Supporting Each Other.

*flashbacks*

Link : Let’s do the live-streaming here. I will tell everyone the truth, in my own words.

*flashforward*

Just like what Link suggested, we had brought our equipments into the room at an inn on short notice to do a short live-stream.

Link : …Now, that was all of the truth of the video.

Link : I should have told everyone earlier myself. I’m truly sorry, for the mess I’ve caused.

Link : Thank you so much for listening to my voice until now. I hope to see all of you again on my next video.

I ended the recording and turned off the microphone, while hoping that Link’s sincere words could reach the audiences.

Link : Emma, thank you for your hard work. (Being the) moderator, it must’ve been rough day.

Emma : I’m fine. I just wanted to make sure the equipments we’ve just repaired doesn’t break again, that’s what I’ve been worried—

Emma : ! Link, the comments…!

“She wasn’t your girlfriend after all.”

“I thought it was crazy!”

“All videos posted by the streamer, all of them look too vicious to me.”

“I find it disgusting that they edited it that way to stir things up!”

“Terrible!”

Emma : Thank goodness…! It seems like, everyone believed in Link’s words.

Link : Mhm… Well, at least all the fuss seems to be over now.

Link : Ugh…

Emma : Link…

Emma : Link was just trying to protect me, I have to apologise that it had gone this far.

Link : —! No, you don’t have to.

Link : What I did back then, I never regretted it. It’s just…

Link’s expression looked somewhat troubled, as he stumbled over his words.

Emma : Hey, Link. Whatever that you’re worrying about right now, I need you to tell me.

Emma : All I can do is just listen to you… but instead of dealing it all by yourself, I’m sure it will be much easier to do it this way.

Link : … I’m…

Link : I’m feeling frustrated—and sad.

Link : The Magic Line app, it was supposed to connect people with each other. It was supposed to be a platform where everyone could have a voice… which I thought so.

Link : But, I do know, there are some people who are taking advantages of such platforms with bad intentions.

Link : Because we can’t see each other’s faces online… It’s much easier to say what exactly is in your mind out loud, and it’s much easier to confront others.

Link : Once in a while, I’ve been reminded of that.

Muttering with a voice filled with frustration, Link’s expression fell.

Link : I didn’t… This kind of situation, it was not the reason why I created Magic Line.

Emma : Mhm. I understand.

Emma : I’ve been watching Link working hard for a long time, to bring it (Magic Line) to where it is now.

Even just a little bit, I wish I could lighten up him up.

With these thoughts in mind, I patted Link’s head as he nods his head at me.

Emma : With new technology, comes new problems… and I’m sure, we will run into similar problems in the future again.

Emma : You need to remember, you’re not alone. I’m always here for you.

Link : …Mhm.

Nodding with a voice that had regained some strength, Link gently rested his head on my shoulder.

After a long day—

Both of us, had changed into our nightwears we brought along with our equipments and tucked ourselves into bed.

Link : Well, good night.

Emma : …Mhm. Good night.

Emma : (But, I don’t feel like sleeping at all…)

The more I try not to think about it, the stronger the feeling of Link’s presence right behind me.

Link : I showed you the pathetic side of me today, I’m sorry.

Emma : Link…?

Link : Being like that, I didn’t want to show it to you.

Link : Haha, it’s not very cool… of me.

Emma : That is not true at all. I was rather glad that you told me about it.

Emma : I… I’ve always thought about Link, I know you’re an awesome person after all.

Link : Me?

Emma : Yeah. When others heard what Link had to say, I was sure they’ll agree with you right of the bat, no?

Emma : You know, that’s because of the popularity that Link has built up so far.

Emma : The feelings Link put in his messages on Magic Line, it was heard properly by everyone.

Link : That’s amazing. I’m wondering, how do you always know what words I want to hear?

A small smile appeared on Link’s face, as it caused the night air quivered.

Link : “Do you pledge to support one another in love?”…right

Emma : Huh?

Link : The wedding vows. Just like I said, I’ve always thought they were nice.

Link : You support me, I support you. I was hoping we could have that kind of relationship.

Link : Hey, Emma. Would you, come a little bit closer…?

He whispered to me with a sweet tone, causing my heart to tremble.

I was happy I get to be close with Link again, not to forget half of me felt embarassed.

While swaying between two emotions, I nodded to his words.

Finished.

(A/N): If there are misspellings, mistranslations etc. please let me know and excuse me. 🙏

Next : Sun Route Meister Story Part 1

Prev. chapter : Moon Route Part 2

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dreamingsushi · 10 months

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The Villain of Romance - Episode 4

Hey it’s me again! Welcome back to an episode of this satirical drama about relationships. I’m still looking forward what’s in store for us in this one, hopefully it keeps being funny as the previous three were. I don’t know how many episodes in total are there in this series, hopefully it’s a short one because I feel that if it drags for too long, the jokes will become redundant and less pertinent. But that’s just how I feel about it!

This episode’s theme is about having sexy time with your partner. Hee Jae is gifted a condom and feels embarrassed or guilty for having thoughts once in front of his girlfriend. Who in turn takes a lot of condoms when they come to her. Then she calls him while he’s looking at some x rated videos he found on Hyeon’s computer and he panics thinking she might find out.

When they go out on a date and watch a movie in a private room, they need to leave after five minutes because they are both too distracted. So they end up deciding to move to the next level, but before that, they decide they should prepare carefully for it. So they end up doing lots of research, watching videos (pg ones and others), etc until they come up with a plan for D-day.

Meanwhile, Hyeon makes up with Go Yoon and accepts to become her friend. I’m not so sure if she’s sincere when she says she wants to be friends with him or not. It could go both ways.

At first, everything goes well according to plan : eat lighter so they won’t bloat, not walking for too long to not lose stamina, eating protein bars to prevent muscle loss, etc... I don’t know where they got their info, but this all seems a little excessive. But I guess that’s why it’s funny. However, once at the hotel, they are so nervous they drink a little too much wine, until Yoojin is passably drunk. She ends up being sick and Hee Jae takes of her.

As I thought, Hyeon is used by Goo Yoon. It seems she’s writing about guys like him? I’m not so sure if the episode has already been edited by the team. It’s really frustrating not to understand anything while watching, when I’m used to at least understand the bigger picture. Anyways.

Sounds like Yoojin’s period is coming late. Hee Jae is especially stressed out and panicked about it and isn’t in a spirit of mind to comfort Yoojin when she tells him. To some extent I understand why. But still, you know. A girl needs her man’s support in such situations. She decides to leave alone because she’s angry at him. Later that night, he meet with an upperclassman who ended getting a girl pregnant when they were 18 and after having a talk about him he rushes to Yoojin to tell her she doesn’t need to worry and that he’ll protect her from now on. Good thing for them though, the pregnancy tests come out negative.

This episode could have been a big no for me, but I really enjoyed it. They didn’t go to far with the jokes, it was tactful and actually kind of accurate to some extent? I especially liked the last part when they think Yoojin might be pregnant and how relieved they are when they are sure she isn’t. It was cute.

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His eyes meet mine. They’re frighteningly sincere. I don’t know what it is about them but I swear there’s flecks of warmth hidden beneath the brown. And he’s suddenly a lot closer than before.

“Yeah, I think you’re right.” He mutters the words softly, but it doesn’t matter I can hardly hear them over the sudden pounding heartbeat coming from my chest.

He props one arm against the couch, the other resting near by. I catch another whiff of the sea on him when I lean forward, wetting my lips.

“Hey, I didn’t know we were having company.”

And just like that the world around us snaps back into focus and I feel a little lightheaded as I tear myself away; watching in surprise as my brother plops down in the couch in front of us.

“Hey yourself, I didn’t hear you come in.” My voice is miraculously steady thank god.

Cal looks between the two of us, making a non-committal noise before jerking his chin. “Who’s this? There’s not a lot of people I don’t recognize in Sulani.” Then he squints a little, “Although...you do kind look familiar.”

As my mouth pops open, it suddenly dawns on me that I don’t know his name either. Shit, what kind of a person invites someone into their home and they don’t even know their name? All the crime documentaries I’ve been watching lately should’ve made me more prepared than this. Rookie mistake.

Before I can respond, he takes it in stride - springing to his feet to exchange a handshake with my twin. “It’s Matt, you might��ve seen me shredding some waves the other day. I’ve been told I’m pretty good.”

“Hell yeah! I knew I recognized you from somewhere!” Cal grins back, “you’re really good. You gotta teach me sometime.”

“Hey man, just say when.”

But then Cal narrows his eyes a little.

Between the two of us, I can recognize that overprotective brotherly glare from a mile away. It starts with some not-so-subtle eyerolling and then a full out sneer. I’ve seen other people run away from it, and maybe for an only child - maybe its hard for Matt to recognize the signs. Better beat him to it.

“Matt was just dropping off my phone,” I said quickly, my voice almost too high. “I left it at Cabana the other night. So I was just saying thank you.” So you can quit while you’re ahead before you give him the third degree. I add the last part silently, but I make sure to fold my arms to get the message across.

Cal definitely notices the sharp look I’m giving him, but he doesn’t back down. Sometimes I think he’s more stubborn than I am. He takes a confident step closer to look Matt up and down, and I swear a tic works in his jaw. “Since you’ve already done that, you -”

“Cal, be cool.” I interrupt, standing upright. My voice is firm, not angry. My voice is firm not angry. “He’s here as a guest. it’s been awhile since we’ve had one but you do remember how we treat guests right?” I glare at him. “We don’t give them the third degree.”

And he glares back at me. The bastard.

He has no right to do this now - I wasn’t some doe-eyed girl crying over a broken heart in freshman year. I’m a fully grown adult, who occasionally pays taxes. I don’t need anymore protecting. I can fight my own battles.

As my mouth snaps open, another voice interrupts us. Except this time the owner comes with her own sense of attitude and sass that even Cal has to shut right up when she says her piece.

“Ohmygod! Cora! You didn’t tell me you were bringing someone home! Shoot - I would’ve gotten more for dinner.” The door closes behind her as Cat storms inside, carrying an armful of groceries. “Cal could you do me a huge favour and get this to the kitchen? I can have dinner ready in like an hour tops.”

“That’s not really necessary, I should probably go -“ Matt says quietly, shifting from one foot.

“Yeah, you really should.” Cal interrupts, his blue eyes icy.

“Ugh - “ Pointedly ignoring him, I saddle up to Matt. “You’re welcome to stay for dinner. In fact, I insist.”

“No, we insist.” Cat echoes my sentiment before giving Cal a you-better-not look that has him immediately shutting up. Bless her heart.

A glare from Cat is like a glare from a thousand angry suns. Most of the time I’ve never been on the receiving end of it, but I can see Matt’s protest dying on his lips as Cal grumbles before dutifully taking the paper bags tucked under Cat’s arms.

As soon as he’s out earshot, Matt thrusts his hand out again albeit uncomfortably to Cat. “Hey, I’m Matt.” He says lamely.

“The hottie from the other night, yeah? We were just talking about you.”

“Cat!” That was supposed to be a secret. I know she’s getting back at me for practically avoiding them lately, but still.

“Oh, I’m not a handshake kinda gal, I’m more of a hugger.” And without missing a beat she wraps her arms around him in a brief but snug hug.

“Uh...” Matt glances helplessly at me.

I want to scream. The floor should really open up and swallow me.

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