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oizysian · 3 months

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I. VICTORY ROYALE

All Eyes on Me masterlist

Word count: 1.7k

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"You're kidding. Brie Larson? The Brie Larson? The Oscar winner Brie Larson? CAPTAIN MARVEL Brie Larson?!"

"Yes, yes, yes - a million times yes." I laughed as my best friend went on and on about my big news that I finally had the time to tell her about. "That Brie Larson."

"No way." She was quiet for a moment. "And I wasn't mentioned in the tweet at all?"

I felt bad for Claire. We had a joint Twitch channel together and we also had our own separate ones. I had been working on my channel longer than she had so I had more time to grow, and it seemed that my hard work was paying off and I was starting to leave her behind.

"No," I answered sadly. "But that doesn't mean you can't join in." I tried to be optimistic about it, hating that my best friend in the whole wide world was upset.

"Nah, I'm better off just watching the stream. But," I could tell by the tone of her voice that she was smiling. "Do you think she could hook me up with one of her celebrity friends? Maybe Scarlett Johansson?"

"I doubt that. Plus, she's got two kids now. Are you really ready for that responsibility?"

"Yeah, no, nevermind." She laughed. "Well, what about that Olsen girl you've got a crush on?"

"No, you cannot have Lizzie." I replied quickly.

"Oh no? You called dibs?"

"I think her husband already did that." I couldn't even pretend to hide my disappointment.

"Pfft. Husband or not, you've got dibs."

This wasn't exactly a conversation I wanted to have, especially when I was about to make a connection to someone so close to her.

"Whatever. Maybe she'll hook you up with one of the new Marvel girls; Florence or Hailee."

"Oh hell yes, Hailee for sure."

"If it gets you off my back about my crush on Lizzie, I'll talk to her for you." I chuckled, knowing very well I would do no such thing.

"Yeah, right. I know you too well to believe that."

"Worth a shot." I shrugged to myself, checking the time before mentally cursing myself. "Shit, I gotta go. The stream is in a few hours and I still gotta get things set up with Brie."

"Well, okay. Good luck and I'll be watching so don't say anything stupid!"

"Same to you. I know you'll be active in the chat."

"Damn right. Later."

I shut off my game and took off my headset, sighing as I got up and made my way over to my computer. I had a lot of work to do before the stream, mostly setting up Brie's camera and microphone so that she could be seen and heard while we played.

I was still in awe of the fact that I was going to be hosting a live charity stream with a celebrity. It was scary and surreal and I couldn't pretend that I didn't get a heady rush from it. I made all of this happen. I was finally someone. My past be damned.

I was so engrossed in what I was doing that I didn't even realize nearly two hours had passed, and that I had multiple notifications on my phone, the most recent one being from Brie.

"Shit." I muttered to myself, loading up Discord on my computer and video calling my new friend.

We had been texting nearly every day since I sent her the message with all the charity information, but we had never spoken, so this would be our first time face to face.

She answered the call quickly, her face popping up on my screen, taking me by surprise. She looked so down to earth, but still beautiful in a casual outfit and her hair up in a messy bun.

"Hey, Y/N." She greeted me with a bright smile and I couldn't help but smile back.

"Hey, hi, Brie." I finally spoke, my cheeks flushing pink with embarrassment at my nervousness.

"You ready for our twenty-four hour stream?"

"Twenty-four hours?" I laughed. "Maybe twelve. I'm not sure about twenty-four."

"Aw, c'mon. It's for charity."

We spoke for a while before getting ourselves hyped up to start the stream. Once we decided on a game and double checked that all the stream settings were perfect, we went live.

@y/n_gaymergod LIVE 🔴 with @brielarson raising money for The Trevor Project!

We decided on Fortnite, a game she was familiar with and one that I was pretty rusty in, which made me a bit nervous due to the fact that my character skin was Scarlet Witch - someone she knew. I loaded up the game and invited her, ready for the influx of comments mentioning my big, embarrassing crush on Elizabeth Olsen.

She joined my game and I silently watched her reaction. Nothing. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding and turned my attention to the chat.

"Hi, everyone! We just got started and already we've got $15 donated! We didn't even start playing yet." Both Brie and I laughed, interacting with the chat as we started up a game of duos.

y/n is playing as the love of her life

big gay crush on fruity lizzie

y/n your gay is showing

I blushed a fierce red as I read the comments, hoping Brie didn't notice. It seemed that she was too busy trying to snipe some guys from across the map to pay any attention to the chat at the moment, which I was insanely grateful for.

"Nice shot, Y/N!" She exclaimed as I saved her from being downed.

"Thanks. You're not too bad yourself, Larson."

She smirked at me and I dropped some items for her in-game so she could recover from the fight we were just in.

was that flirting

y/n don't cheat on lizzie

y/n is flirting with brie larson i cant even

what about ur waifu for laifu lizzie y/n?

I ignored them.

"We've got this dub for sure." I assured her and she nodded and started cheering us on as we ran through the storm.

"Number one victory royale, baby!" She yelled as she ran into an unsuspecting duo, blasting them both with her shotgun.

Our first win of the stream done, we returned our attention to the chat and donations, now having received nearly $130.

"Wow, guys!" I couldn't believe it. "We're doing great so far. And we got a win! This is going really well." I directed the last part to Brie and she smiled, nodding at me.

A large donation flashed on the screen and my jaw dropped at the message attached to it.

"Brie, introduce Y/N to Elizabeth Olsen. She's in love with her."

I could feel my cheeks burning, tears building up in my eyes as she, obviously, read it. I was so fucking embarrassed.

"Thank you for the donation, but please don't say things like that again." I swallowed roughly. "We respect Elizabeth's marriage in this house." I tried to joke, the hurt surely evident in my voice.

Brie looked at me through the screen with an expression I couldn't quite identify before speaking again.

"I could make that happen."

My eyes went wide, my attention completely gone from the game and on my new friend. I got myself shot at and I cursed under my breath, trying to recover from the assault we were currently under.

"If we win this game, I'll see what I can do."

"Brie ..." I started to speak before she cut me off.

"You've gotta get more kills to catch up to me, Y/N. Keep up." She gave me a crooked smile, probably realizing that by saying that the chat would lay off me about it.

I made a mental note to thank her later, pushing down my awkward feelings from the chat and the last donor and focusing completely on the game. Even if it was just talk, I was determined to win.

Which we did. And many more after that.

We streamed for nearly twenty hours, with small breaks in between. We played a few different games and even played with viewers for a while. Our final donation total was a whopping $5,450, which surprised the hell out of me, but I was proud of our efforts. We did really, really good.

"So, about meeting Elizabeth." Brie started as we sat in a video call after the stream, just chilling and talking about how much fun we had.

"Brie, don't worry about that. My chat often busts my balls like that trying to embarrass me."

"It seems like they care about you." I was silent. "It sounds like you admire her."

"I just think she's cool, that's all. She seems like a nice person." I tried to cover my ass, but I'm sure I was very transparent.

"She is a nice person, and I think she'll like you a lot." She looked down at her phone for a few minutes before looking back up at me. "There's going to be an invite only party in LA in a few days celebrating the release of the new Doctor Strange movie."

I swallowed roughly, listening to her with bated breath.

"I want you to come with me as my plus one."

"I'm in New York, not LA, Brie."

"We can fix that. We have time to get you a flight and hotel."

I bit my lip in thought.

"Would it really be okay?" My voice was small and unsure.

She smiled brightly at me.

"Yes, of course it would! It's gonna be so exciting to hang out together in person."

I smiled, now excited myself and nodded in response.

"Okay, I'll do it. I'll come visit you and we can party and we can even record some of it for your YouTube channel if you want and -"

"Y/N, breathe." She chuckled at my reaction and tried to calm myself down.

"Sorry." I apologized bashfully. "I've never been to LA before."

"Oh no? Maybe I can show you around a bit. I know some really fantastic restaurants that you might like."

"That sounds great, I'm so excited!"

"I can tell." She smiled. "And does any of that excitement have to do with meeting Elizabeth?"

"Psh, no." I lied through my teeth. "I'm excited about spending time with you."

"Mhm. Nice cover."

"It's true! I consider you a good friend, Brie. I think we're gonna have a good time together."

"Me too, Y/N."

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coolemmasulivan · 8 months

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With You | 3

Pairing: Rúben Dias x Reader

Summary: You're Bernardo Silva's sister and you and Rúben have a crush on each other. After moving to Manchester, you and him realise that some things in the past were not what it seemed.

Word count: 3117

Author's note: English isn’t my first language. This is not the final.

You can read part 1 here and part 2 here

You kiss me in your car and it feels like the start of a movie I've seen before

You, Ines and your family were in Istanbul to celebrate the win with Bernardo and the team. It had been a while since you last stepped into a stadium, but you couldn't have chosen a better day to support your brother.

You watched the game next to Ines and Rúben's brother, that was also with his parents. You couldn't recall the last time you felt so anxious about a game.

The match was still in the first half when Ivan whispered in your ear. "Are you still ignoring my brother?"

You rolled your eyes. "I don't want to talk to him! Every time I feel like answering his calls, I remember how he hurt me. I know it's stupid. We were together for just one night."

"It's not stupid. You were good friends and it seems like neither of you had a simple and meaningless crush on each other but actually fell in love."

"Then, I think only one of us fell."

"Y/a, believe me, Rúben's been in love with you since the first time he saw you. He should be the one to tell you, and that's what he has been trying to do, but that girl forcefully kissed him. He didn't even realize that you stopped talking to him because of that."

You studied his eyes, searching for any hint of deception. "Don't you lie to me."

"I'm not. I would never lie to you." You knew he was telling the truth. "I know he wants to talk to you face to face, but next time at least answer his call." You didn't say anything and he didn't push you forward.

When the game ended you couldn't be happier for the team. They had won a historic treble. The atmosphere both inside and outside the stadium was filled with pure joy and magic.

Inside the field, you hugged Bernardo. "Congratulations! I'm so happy for you."

Bernardo held you tightly in his embrace. "I'm happy you're here."

"I know how much you worked for this. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else."

Not too far away you saw Rúben hugging his mum. He looked so happy, enjoying the company of his family. His eyes sparkled with happiness as he laughed and chatted with his brother and parents.

You also wanted to hug him, congratulate him, and tell him how proud you were.

Ruben wanted the exact same thing. At such an important part of his career, all he wanted was to be able to share this moment with you.

Back in Manchester, and with the excitement of the parade through the streets of Manchester, Rúben finally approached you. He had drunk two shots as he had promised the team that he would do so if they won. However, the warm liquid was not having the desired effect on him.

As you were conversing with Michèle, Bruyne's wife, the defender came up to you.

"Hello, Michèle!" She greeted him with a smile and he gently placed his hand on your lower back as he turned to address you. When you didn't step away from him, he took that as a good sign. "Can we talk?"

"I'll go find Kevin. It was nice meeting you, Y/a."

"You too." You smiled. As you gazed at Rúben standing before you, you couldn't help but notice that he looked pale and sweat was forming on his forehead. "Are you okay?" You asked concerned.

"What? Yeah, yes, I'm fine." He ran his hand through his hair.

"You don't seem fine, Rúben."

"It must be because of all the travelling." His voice sounded deeper than normal and it surprised you that you could smell alcohol on his breath. "Can we talk, please? About us?"

"You really want to do this right now?" He looked up and let out a deep breath. He was getting more pale. He placed his hand on the window, smashing the curtain against it. "Rúben, what's going on? You're pale. And it looks like you've been running the marathon." He didn't say anything.

You felt like he was going to pass out at any moment. You frantically scanned the room, prepared to summon help, but before you could react, Rúben yanked the curtain aside and vomited.

You covered your mouth in shock when you saw that Mrs Grealish's handbag was hidden behind it.

Silent filled the room, but quickly people started laughing. Everyone knew that Rúben didn't drink alchool, so the situation was pretty amusing.

When it seemed like it had stopped, you and Ederson helped Rúben up.

"Você está bem, cara?" He asked him as he kept laughing. (Are you okay, mate?)

You both helped him sit down and Pep gave him a bottle of water. He drank half of it and his colour started to go back to normal.

"Mate, not my mum's bag!" Jack shouted when he realised where he had vomited.

Rúben ignored him and grabbed your hand, afraid you'd run away. "I need to talk to you. I didn't kiss that girl." As soon as he suggested having the conversation in front of everyone, you couldn't help but widen your eyes in surprise. And so did Pep, Jack and Ederson. "I didn't! She came to me. I thought it was you." Your heart stopped when you saw Bernardo approaching all of you, a beer in his hand.

Jack was quick and with a hand around his shoulders, he distracted him and led him back toward the drinks.

"We're not going to have this conversation here, Rúben."

"So when? You never answer my calls."

"Maybe when you feel better." You grabbed your purse from the sofa. "Go celebrate with your teammates. You deserve it!" You said goodbye to Pep and Ederson and left.

Pep looked between Rúben and Ederson, arms crossed in front of his chest. "What happened? Are you two dating?"

Ederson felt like he hadn't stopped laughing. "He wishes."

Rúben stood up, keen to follow you, but Pep made him sit down. "You're not going after her. Not today, Dias. She's right, you need to celebrate with your teammates."

They were getting on the bus for the parade when he received a text from you.

Y/a: As I said, you should be celebrating, not worrying about us. Just give me more time. I promise I'll talk to you when I'm ready. Congratulations on the treble.

Perhaps that was not exactly what he wanted, but it made him smile like an idiot just by having a text from you, congratulating him.

Rúben: I'll wait as long as you need. I'm not going anywhere.

Throughout the entire parade, his smile and happiness couldn't be more obvious. But at night, when his head hit the pillow, he quickly fell asleep dreaming about you.

You didn't text him anymore and Rúben gave you the space you needed.

One week later Rúben and some of the boys were gathered at Jack's house, enjoying a movie together before they all headed out for their respective vacations when his phone rang and Bernardo's name appeared on the screen.

"Sim, Bernardo!" He answered without taking his eyes off the movie. (Yes!)

"Rúben, ajuda-me!" The tone of his voice was serious. "I don't know where she is." (Help me.)

He told Jack to lower the volume as Bernardo spoke too quickly and incoherently, making it difficult for him to be heard. "Wow, calm down. What are you talking about?"

"Y/a! She disappeared." Rúben felt like someone was stepping on his chest.

"What? Disappeared how?" At his words, the rest of the boys turned their heads towards him.

"I haven't heard from her since yesterday morning and I talk to her every day."

He got up from the sofa. "Doesn't she live with you?"

"She moved two weeks ago. I went to her house, she's not there." He let out a sigh. "Fuck, you need to help me. You know how she is. If she can get lost in Lisbon, who knows what can happen in Manchester."

"Bernardo, stop! I'll go look for her and I'll ask the boys to help. We're going to find her. It's going to be fine."

You were soaked from head to toe. It had been sun when you left in the morning, so you didn't feel like you would need an umbrella.

You were tipsy and your phone had no battery. Worse, you couldn't remember the name of the street where you lived or Bernardo's.

"Hello, doll!" A man said when he walked by you with his friends, but thankfully they didn't stop.

It was Friday, you and your colleagues had enjoyed a meal together and after that, you went to a bar recommended by Mike, one of your coworkers. However, the bar didn't live up to its reputation.

As you made your way through the party, your friends began to leave due to the unpleasant atmosphere of the bar. However, Mike was too intoxicated to leave, so you stayed to keep an eye on him. Unfortunately, you got separated when he went to get another drink. You searched for him all over, but with no luck, you eventually left without him.

Not long after you left, it start raining and the truth was that you didn't even know where you were and where to go. The bar seemed to be hidden from the rest of the city, surrounded only by factories and warehouses with no sign of any taxis in sight.

You hadn't paid attention on the way to the bar and you regretted deeply.

Rúben and Jack had been looking around the more sketchy streets. The car remained quiet, with the exception of Jack's occasional instructions to turn left or right.

"We're going to find her!" Jack stated, noticing the anxiety on Rúben's face as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel. Rúben didn't say anything. "Turn to the left. There used to be-- what is that?"

"What?"

"There!" Jack pointed at the figure kneeling down, beside a factory gate where the rain didn't fall. "Is that a person?"

"It's her!" Rúben abruptly stopped the car and quickly got out, running toward the person. As he drew near, he knelt down and gently placed his hand on her shoulder. The woman's lifted her face, frightened and taken aback by the sight of another person. Ruben's heart sank. "I'm sorry. I thought you were someone else."

Jack approached them with an umbrella. "Oh. Hello there, what are you doing here in the rain?"

She looked high. "I'm waiting for my taxi."

Since she didn't look well and since they didn't really believe her, they waited with her. Not long after the taxi showed up. Jack helped her inside it, telling the driver to make sure she got home.

"Fuck, I really thought it was her." Rúben grumbled.

Jack patted him on the back. "Come on, let's go find your girl. I'll drive."

They started walking toward the car when a voice made them stop.

"Rúben?"

Both of them looked back and there you were. Wet, without an umbrella and a jacket that he was pretty sure it didn't do anything to stop you from freezing.

"Y/a!" He left the safety of Jack's umbrella and ran toward you. He hugged you tightly and you instantly hid your face in his neck, letting the first tears fall.

The rain kept falling more heavily and Jack stood still, questioning himself if he should just approach them with his umbrella or not. He didn't want to interrupt their moment. I mean they're already wet, he thought.

He grabbed your shoulders and pulled you back just enough to see your face. "Where were you? We've been worried sick about you."

"My phone died and I can't remember the name of my street." More tears fell down and you only hoped Rúben would think it was from the rain. You felt so pathetic. "Just take me home, please. I want to go home."

With his arm over your shoulder, he brought you to the car and Jack opened the back door for you to enter. Rummaging through the trunk, Rúben pulled out a city coat to wrap around your trembling frame. Your exhaustion weighed heavily on your eyelids, and you felt as though you had just finished a marathon.

"Where does she live?" Jack asked him, when he drove away.

"I don't know. Just drive to my house." He looked back and saw you had fallen asleep. "I'll call Bernardo to let him know we found her."

At his apartment, Jack unlocked the door and let Rúben in with you in his arms.

"Do you need help with anything?" Jack asked as he extended a blanket over the sofa, for Rúben to place you down.

"No, thanks. You can go." He took off his jacket, feeling like it was becoming a second skin against his muscles. "I'll have to wake her up. She needs to take a hot shower or she's going to get sick."

Jack put down the keys to the house on the coffee table and said his goodbye.

You opened your eyes when you felt someone shaking your shoulder and calling your name. You saw Rúben kneel down in front of you, with his hair wet. When you looked around you saw you were lying on a sofa in what you assumed was his house, the photos on the wall giving it away.

"Where are we?"

"In my house. You need to get out of these clothes and take a hot shower, or you're going to be sick."

You were too tired to protest. He helped you up and led you towards the bathroom. You felt like your clothes had been glued to your skin. You had never hated rain so much.

"Wait here! I'll go grab something for you to wear." You sat down on the sit toilet and looked around the room. His bathroom was very clean and very organised. The white towels looked comfy and his products next to the sink were all very well organised. "Here! A t-shirt and a pair of tracksuit bottoms."

"Thank you." You murmured. "But what about you? You're going to be sick too."

Rúben looked at your innocent figure. "I have another bathroom in my room, don't worry and take as long as you need." He closed the door behind you and you took off your clothes.

Underneath the hot steaming water, you felt your body relax. You felt like you had been awake for three days straight.

Rúben was in the kitchen, dressed in new and warm clothes, when you stepped out of the bathroom wearing his clothes. The t-shirt was too long for your small figure and sometimes you had to hold the sweatpants because they wouldn't stay on your waist. But you looked good. For Rúben you always looked good.

"I guess the clothes are a little big."

You chuckled. "Yes. A little."

"I can give you a pair of boxers, maybe they'll be more comfortable."

You shook your head. "It's okay." You leaned against the kitchen island.

He placed a mug of hot cocoa in front of you and you thanked him. "I called Bernardo. I told him you're here. He almost cried."

You smiled. You were lucky to have a brother like him. "I'm so stupid."

Rúben took his chances and took a step closer to you. "Don't say that. It could happen to anyone."

You looked at him and furrowed your eyebrows. "Have you ever forgotten where you live?"

Rúben bit his lip and drank a little of his drink. "I mean, no, but it could happen."

You chuckled to yourself and glanced down at the mug. After a minute or so, you broke the silence. "How did you find me?"

Rúben looked at you. "I don't even know. Maybe it was meant to be."

You moved your foot uncomfortably. "I'm tired." It was not a lie, but it had to work as an excuse to not have the conversation he so desperately wanted. "I'll think I'll go to bed." Rúben had shown you the guest room before you took a shower, so the plan was to go to sleep and hide there until Bernardo came to pick you up the next day. "Goodnight, Rúben!"

Rúben gently grabbed your arm and pulled you against his chest. "You scared the shit out of me today." His eyes were mesmerising, but you couldn't help but glance at his lips. "The thought that something could have happened to you made me completely mad."

"Rúben, stop."

"And it made me realise how much I still like you. I never stop liking you." All you wanted was to get lost in him. His arms, his lips, his touch. "That girl, at that party, she kissed me! I was also going back to talk to you and when she grabbed me, I thought it was you. When I realised it wasn't, I pushed her away. When I went outside, I saw the car leaving."

You wanted to trust him, but how could you be sure he wasn't lying? You had been hurt by every man you had ever been with. What made Rúben any different?

"How do I know you're not lying?"

"I had a crush on you since Bernardo introduced us and we had just been together. Why the hell would I kiss someone else? You were the only person I could think about."

"Well, you're a man!" You crossed your arms over our chest. "A very attractive one with a bunch of women following you."

"I don't care about that. The only woman I want is you. It's always been you." You closed your eyes and turned your face, but Rúben cupped your cheeks and made you look at him. "Just give me a chance. Give us a chance. You know we're good together."

You looked at his eyes, searching for any kind of lie, but he appeared completely pure and truthful. Your eyes were watering. "I swear to god, Dias, if you hurt me, I'll kill you." He smiled at you and leaned his forehead against yours. "I'm serious!"

"I know! But you don't need to worry. I'll never hurt you." He caressed your cheek and leaned forward, finally capturing your lips after all this time.

The kiss was sweet and gentle. His lips were soft, just like you remembered. Your hands went up, tangling your fingers in his hair, while his hands encircled your waist, pulling you closer if that was possible.

You stopped kissing and looked into each other eyes. Memorizing the moment. He brushed away a strand of hair from your face and kissed your forehead. "I missed you."

"I missed you too."

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nahoney22 · 1 year

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Howdy!! Congrats on 3k!! That’s awesome sauce and you deserve all the love❤️ could I have a sfw fic with the prompt ‘wait, you think i’m cute’ with echo? 💜💙🤍

Prompt List Celebration 3000 Followers

Echo X F!Reader

word count: 820

SFW

prompt:

“Wait, you think I’m cute?”

warnings: none, pure fluff. Female reader, reader becomes flustered around Echo, Echo being a flirt.

Authors note: thank you dear! Kicking and squealing writing this one. Enjoy.

"Do you have a type?"

The unexpected and whimsical query made you stifle a chuckle, almost spitting my drink across the bar.

Sitting with Bolo and Ketch, two regulars of Cid's bar, although it often felt as though yourself and the Batchers were becoming regulars as well. "What do you mean?" You asked, taken aback by the sudden question, clearing your voice from the surprise.

Bolo, with a mischievous grin, nudged Ketch and asked, "You're single, right? So, what's your type?"

"Definitely not you," You quipped with a playful smile, earning a round of laughter from the two.

Despite their jesting, they persisted with the same question. "To be honest, I don't think I have a type," You admitted, though it wasn't entirely truthful. There was one characteristic you looked for in a partner, but it just so happened to belong to a certain Clone.

"Hasn't any of those guys you hang out with asked you out?" Bolo, the lthorian, asked with a hint of intrigue, causing a warm blush to rise to your cheeks. The compliment was flattering, but the thought of being asked out by your friends was both awkward and endearing. But with Echo and his kind heart and constant support, immediately came to the forefront of your mind.

He was always there for you, a shoulder to cry on (although the was a little timid about it at first) and your go-to in times of need. He was simply… lovely.

As you glanced around the dimly lit bar, you’re reminded that your friends were off on a mission and it was just the three of you. Perhaps it was a moment of bravery, or perhaps foolishness, but you decided to share a secret with the two fools. "If I tell you something, you have to swear not to tell the others."

The pair of them gazed at each other in surprise, clearly taken aback that you were willing to confide in them. They nodded eagerly, leaning in closer with interest.

"I, uh," your voice carried a stammer, feeling bashful as you prepared to divulge your feelings for Echo to these two. "I do have a crush on one of the guys."

"Yeah?! Who?" they asked in unison, their grips on the table tight with excitement.

Taking a deep breath, chewing on your lower lip, Echo's name escaped past your lips.

"Him? Killjoy?" They both looked at each other, confused. "Why?"

You couldn't help but giggle, swirling the last remnants of your drink around in my glass bashfully. "I just feel happy when I'm with him. He's kind… dreamy." You trailed off, seemingly lost in thought and forgetting I was with company.

"Dreamy?" Bolo scrunched up his brows in mock disgust, though you could sense his excitement at this new revelation.

Your cheeks flushed red as you realized you had spoken your thoughts out loud. "He's cute. Okay? Are you happy now?"

“Wait, you think I’m cute?”

The sound of Echo's voice startled you, causing your heart to skip a beat and your eyes to widen in surprise. You’re frozen to your seat as you stare straight ahead at Bolo and Ketch who are now instantly standing up and running off.

Slowly, you turned around on your chair to find him standing behind you.

“Hi.”

“Hello.” He says with a soft chuckle escaping his lips and placing his helmet down on the table beside him before approaching you.

"Hi," you repeated again, obviously feeling a little flustered by the sudden appearance of the man who had been the subject of your secret confessions.

"Anything you want to talk about, pretty girl?" Echo prompted, standing in front of you as his fingers gently push a strand of hair behind your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

"I-I-I uh-," you stammered, feeling completely tongue-tied and flustered as he gazed down st you with warm, sparkling eyes

"Well for the record," Echo interrupted your stuttering, tilting his head as he looked at you with a charming smile. "I think you're cute too. And dreamy." He repeats what you had said previously which only adds to your embarrassment.

But… he said you were cute? And dreamy, too? Does this mean…?

His words sent a rush of heat through your body, leaving you feeling completely enamored and unable to say anything in response. To which, Echo takes pity on you and almost cockily, a sudden boost of confidence shooting through him, leans forward and places a kiss to your cheek which was very, very close to your lips. “Speak after? I need to have a chat with Cid.”

He takes a step back, scoots up his helmet and sends you a wink. Where did that confidence come from?

You watch him leave through to the back room and as soon as he’s out of eyeline, you sucked in a deep breath, finally catching your breath back and let out a squeak of excitement.

Did that just happen?

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heartilywrites · 6 months

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♡ — Leaving tonight ; H. Callahan

cw: angst, but like, a bunch of that ; avengers: endgame strong references ; avengers: infinity war final battle reference just at the beginning ; spider!hazel; black widow!reader ; mention of death

word count: 2.8k

a/n: love me some angst, this is my post ~celebrating~ endgame happening canonically now, i just happen to remember we made spider!hazel a thing and i needed to write her in the mcu timeline. . . i made peter exist at the same time as haze because,,, why not? i think they would be best friends idk. anyways, hope you enjoy!

“ 𝓐ll alone, all we know, is haunting me. . . Making it harder to breathe. ”

⠀⠀Ever had that feeling that something is about to end very very bad? Great! That was the exact feeling everyone at the battlefield had, even the most optimistic person could be doubting about the conclusion of that fight. Yeah, you were winning against the army, but that gut wrenching feeling that it may all be in vain was there, haunting you.

You fought with everything in your system, but there wasn't really much to do as a Widow besides helping to stop the alien army and hope for the more powerful avengers to stop everything from the source: Thanos. . . And then you saw wakandians disappear in dust, your heart dropped to the ground when you realized what that meant and your feet were quick to run looking for Natasha.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Please, please, please.” you begged while your eyes began to accumulate tears.

You heard your name being shouted and were fast to recognize Natasha's silhouette running to you too. An almost crushing hug was what you received, after making sure neither of you were about to disappear you look to the scene next to you. 'Oh god' the captain's voice whispered in disbelief. You lost.

And that was just the beginning, once you arrived back from Wakanda you were fast to look for your friends only to find that Brittany was the only from your group still around, both of you cried as soon as you saw each other and hugged.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Where's Hazel?” her voice asked, “I know she ran out the campus with you, didn't she?” your eyes widened.

Hazel. She and this other spider–dude went to fucking space as a stowaways when you clearly heard on the earpiece Tony's voice telling them to stay on New York, obviously neither of them listened even after your own scold while helping on the ground as much as you could.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I'll be back, darling, I promise!” her voice in a robotic sound told you before losing signal with her.

You didn't know if she was alive anymore, but after the first couple weeks, you were beginning to accept the idea that she did dust away along with the other kid, Tony and the wizard dude. And you started to grief.

At least you were until one night in the compound an earthquake caught everyone's attention on a possible attack, curious your feet took you out of the building and in your visual field a spaceship appeared with a glowing woman directing it to the ground.

You were far behind from everyone, squinting your eyes to see a bit better your jaw almost fell to the floor to the sight of Tony coming down the stairs with a blue woman and. . . Wait.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Hazel!” an exclamation came from you now running to help the girl, once again crying, but those were tears of relief. She hugged you tight as much as she could. “I thought I lost you.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I thought I lost you.” she repeated back on a sob, once you pushed away you saw how bad she looked. “Oh my god, Steve shaved?”

At that question, you turned your face to the captain who was talking with Tony and frowned. “I guess. . .” once again, your eyes were back at her and a sniff was heard from both of you. “Fucking idiot, I'm confiscating your web–shooters everytime we see a spaceship.”

After laughing at your comment, she gave you a weak kiss, leaning on you after a bit and you guided her steps to the building.

They did a little meeting to get the ones on space to date, your teeth were biting your bottom lip trying not to cry at the pictures of those you called your friends that weren't around anymore.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “We lost Peter.” Hazel whispered while watching the argument the two grown men had. She, just as Tony, were connected to an IV and you were on her other side holding her hand. “We lost everyone, we–.”

You calmly shushed her, your thumb was leaving caresses on her hand. “We did what we could.” you smiled weakly. “And we're going to do everything to get them back.”

And you were one to keep a promise.

The next thing the group did was trying to find Thanos, but you didn't had the right mind to go with them. You wanted to stay with Hazel and take care of her, so that's what you did; stay. You hugged Natasha while wishing them good luck, telling them to 'get that bitch's ass' as she laughed and assure you they were going to bring everyone back. . .

But then, 5 years went by.

As soon as they got back, everyone took their own way. Defeated, neither of you needed to ask what had happened, because their faces said it all.

Once Hazel got better, both of you decided to move on, try to have a normal life. Kept studying at collage with Brittany, the three of you grew closer together. Deep down you knew things really won't be back as they were, missing Josie, Isabel and PJ became something constant like breathing; the first two years you usually went to the compound to train with Nat, but after that you started to drift away from the avengers to continue with your life, she didn't stopped you at that.

Sure, you did missions once in a while, but it wasn't as much as you did before the events. Your relationship with Hazel got serious and one night, she proposed to you. Obviously you said yes, you wanted to be with her for the rest of your life if it was possible, she had been your rock all those years in work, such as you were hers and it finally felt as the universe was trying to let you two rest at least a little bit.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “We need you two, kid.” Rogers' voice was heard after his speech and a bit of silence, you were serving the dinner, passing a plate to him and one to your now fiancé, both of them smiled. “We need as many hands as possible.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I. . . I don't know, Mr. America.” Hazel was the first one to speak, you took your seat across from her.‍ “Our graduation is near, we're planning a wedding as well.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “It's our second chance, girls.” he said, his eyes moved from Hazel to you.‍ “Congrats on the wedding, by the way, but this is our only chance to get everyone back.”

Your eyes darted back to Hazel as she did the same.

Maybe you'll get your friends back, maybe they'll be here for the celebration. What else could you lose? It was something easy, he said, risky, but easy enough. Travel in time to the stones, take them to use them, bring everyone back and take them back as if they never left their timelines. Piece of cake, right?

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Are you sure you want to do this?” Hazel asked you while saving both your and her suit in a bag.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Are you?” You shot back, raising a brow her way. You sighed and walk to her side of the bed.‍ ‍ “Haze, we can get them back. Have Josie, Isabel and PJ on our day, don't you want that?” Her eyes looked down to the bag.‍ “Didn't you say you wanted to have them as best women?”

She laughed and nodded slowly.‍ “Fine, but we're only helping with the stones, yeah? Once that's done we come back home, we still need to choose between daisies or jasmines.”

You nodded with a funny smile and gave her a tiny kiss.

Once in the compound it was explain how everything would go down, where the stones have been seen and who had them at that time. It took no more than two days to get the information in order and everyone did teams; yours was the one going to Vormir and Morag, the soul and power stones.

A pretty good speech, a couple of words exchanged and a promise to come back was said by everyone before everyone started to travel.

Arriving to Morag was quite the experience, you've never been to space so looking around was almost inevitable.

A scream was heard from Hazel before kicking. . . Something similar to a rat, you laughed while taking away the white suit, underneath that it was your well–known black suit, your fiancé had her classic one without the mask.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Are we ready?” You said looking at your teammates, they nodded.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Good to go, kiddo.” Now it was your turn to nod. A small hug was received by the older man for the both of you. “Get the stone and comeback, no messing around, okay?”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Yes, dad.” Hazel said jokingly, after a bit she took your hand and started to walk towards the ship.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Take care of each other!” he exclaimed, you gave him a military salute followed by an 'aye aye, captain', the doors closed.

You both looked around the ship while walking to the pilot and co–pilot seat, once buckled up, the ship itself began the trip.

Your hand was holding tight to the seat, both laughing at the speed and colors, truly an experience worth living.

When arriving to Vormir, both of you looked shocked at such landscape. Nothing like we had on earth, you thought.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Let's go, m'lady.” Hazel called for you, offering her hand, you took it with a smile. “Let's get this stone and go back home.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Easy work, we should've choose New York for a bit of a complicated level.” you said while walking.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “And miss the opportunity to come to space? Nuh–uh, maybe we should've changed planets with them.” she responded back. “This planet is way too dark, feels sad.”

A laugh fell from you mouth. Now infront of the big mountain in there, Hazel got the both of you up with webs, knowing it would take more time if you climbed the mountain.

Once at the top, you took your gun out for precaution and both sets of eyes inspected every corner they saw.

You heard a voice say your name and your father's name, at least you figured that was him since after the same voice pronounced Hazel and her father's name as a welcome later on, such jumpscare made you both be on guard ready to attack. Then you saw a. . . A man? with red face, floating. “Consider me a guide to you and all of those who seek the soul stone.”

You exchanged looks with Hazel before putting down the weapon, your fiancé never let down her guard. “Yeah? How do we get it then?” she asked, still a bit scared.

The entity floated in the middle of the two, you followed him to almost the edge. “What you seek lies in front of you,” he said while both heroes walked to see down. “In order to take the stone you must lose that what you love, an everlasting exchange.” you could feel how your heart dropped, turning back to see Hazel. “A soul for a soul.”

You walked a bit back to think about what was just said, sitting down on a rock in silence. “There has to be another way,” Hazel said after a couple of minutes in silence. “Or maybe he was joking.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I don't really think so,” you responded blinking a couple of times. “Think about it, Haze; Thanos came here with his daughter Gamora, got the stone and left without her, that has to mean something.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Maybe he lost her somewhere else, how do we know he isn't making shit up and the stone is somewhere else?” Hazel stood up from the rock, clearly stressed at the situation.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “He knows my father's name. . . I don’t even know it, I don’t think he'll be guessing if I knew him or not.” now you stood up and took her hands. “If we don't get that stone, billions of people will stay dead. . .”

She nodded sighing. “Whatever it takes, right?”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Whatever it takes.” you responded with low voice. Cutting distance with her, your lips met in a sweet kiss; one filled with sadness too knowing what was about to come, regret at the thought of accepting the mission, but calm at the thought of saving people. Once you pulled away, a smile showed on your face. “I love you, Hazel, remember that, yeah?”

The girl blinked confused at your words. “Did we just thought of different endings?” she shook her head, taking your arms. “Honey, you have the wrong idea.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Hazel, please, let me do this.” you almost cried, taking a step back. “I promised you that, didn't I? We're going to do everything to get them back and this is how. After everything I've done. . . This is my way to redeem all the pain I caused.”

She didn't answer, in your distraction she pinned you to the floor while shaking her head. “No, you'll tell the girls I love them.”

You were quick to change positions and stand up while pointing at her with your electric gun. “Tell them yourself, Haze.” your voice defended before shooting her, seeing how the shock did its work at keeping her down you started to make your way to the edge.

Hazel was fast enough to remove the shot from her and sit up, when trying to use her right web–shooter she realized you had covered it, but not the left one so she changed hands and shot you on the ankles making you fall. With a curse coming out of your mouth, your hands were fast to get the small knife from your belt and cut the webs as Hazel was about to reach the edge.

You ran as fast as you could just as she jumped, hugging her and shooting a gadget which you attached to her was in matter of seconds. The mutant was fast to take your wrist.

The gadget was short, and it was right on her hip so she couldn't reach you with her other hand if she wanted to.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Don't do this, please, don't do it.” she pleaded, your hand was open so if she tried to shoot another web at you with the left shooter, she'll drop you.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “It's okay.” you smiled at her, with quick hand you took away her left shooter. “Let me go, it's okay, I promise.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I can't, I need you, please, don't do this.” Even with her sight blurry from the tears, Hazel was able to see how calm you were.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I love you.” your voice breathed out one last time.

Taking impulse from the rock, your feet pushed you as Hazel's grip slipped and let your wrist go.

A bloody gut wrenching scream came out of her mouth, feeling how throat hurt from said action, a lightning took her away while she called your name.

Next thing she knew, she was on a pond lying down. Sitting down, on her left hand she could feel the stone, Hazel opened her hand and tears began to stream down her cheeks at the look of the yellow infinity stone. What was she going to say know? How can she show her face back home without you by her side?

It took a couple of minutes for her to find any strength to stand up and get back to her time, but as soon as she arrived to the circle, she felt again on her knees. Completely numb, hearing the other voices muffled celebrating and asking her about you once her knees made noise.

Natasha's voice brought her back, Callahan looked up to her, tears falling from her eyes silently, she couldn't bring herself to tell her how her apprentice sacrificed herself for the stone.

So you could only imagine how she felt once the whole team won over Thanos again and brought her friends back, only for them to ask for you after hugging her and thanking for bringing them back.

Your funeral was alongside Tony's, but Hazel didn't cried, she just stood silent watching at her own ring on her hand, sitting on the stairs of the cabin.

Brittany was the one who sat next to her when she realized she wasn't inside with everyone else, they both were in complete silence.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “You know. . .” she finally talked after hours of silence, hoarsely. “I just. . . I hope she knows that we did it. That we won.”

Brittany looked at her, compassionate at the way she was feeling. “She knows.” she said, passing one arm on her shoulders, Hazel leaned her head on her friend letting a couple of tears leave her eyes. “I'm sure she does.”

#hazel callahan #hazel callahan x reader #hazel bottoms #bottoms 2023 #hazel callahan x you #hazel callahan angst #ruby cruz #spider!hazel callahan #widow!reader

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lees-chaotic-brain · 6 months

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Hello! i hope you're doing fine :D

May i request: #6 with bubblegum pink?

— maybe.. Yuuji got paired with Reader for a mission and he got hurt, then when the Reader is about to help him.. Itadori realizes there is a flower blooming on the Reader's skin at same spot as his wound is located.

(that's just what came up on my mind when i read the plot haha! sorry for my bad English.)

— p.s ; i love your works! please take your time, and take care~ ₍ᐢ. ̫.ᐢ₎🌷͙֒

Aww, thank you so much! I'm doing well, thanks for asking! And your English is great, I don't know what you're talking about :)

Trust You (Yuji x Reader)

CW: slight swearing, injury, mentions of blood loss, fluff and cuteness

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Hellloooooooo!"

Gojo bounced into the classroom, grinning like a maniac.

Turning, you looked at him over your shoulder.

"Yeah? What is it?"

"Oh, I have a mission for you and Itadori! How exciting is that?!"

"Stop taking advantage of us and dumping your missions on us."

Megumi grumbled from the back of the room.

Gojo gasped dramatically, flinging a hand across his forehead.

"Why my dear Megumi! I would never!"

In an instant his entire attitude changed.

"Besides, you and Itadori don't mind, right?"

He looked at you, doing his best puppy dog eyes.

"Uh...sure. It's no big deal I guess..."

You said awkwardly, not wanting to be disrespectful.

"Great then it's settled. You leave in an hour. Meet me out front then!"

He clapped his hands, then vanished, probably off to go bother Nanami.

As soon as he was gone, you groaned and dropped your head onto your arms.

What did you just get yourself into?

How were you going to work with Itadori without letting your ridiculously large crush get in the way?

"Hey guys!"

A head of pink hair appeared in the doorway.

"What'd I miss?"

You squeaked, turning bright red and turning your face away.

You were screwed.

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

Yeah, you were 100%, totally screwed.

The mission had been going relatively well, and you were just about to exorcise the curse with your cursed technique when it landed a hit on Itadori and sent him crashing through multiple walls.

"ITADORI!"

Panicked, you summoned all of your cursed energy and used your technique one last time, finally managing to finish the damn thing off.

However you didn't have time to celebrate your victory. The instant the curse dissolved, you were off, scrambling over debris and frantically searching for your classmate.

"Itadori! Itadori! Are you okay? Where are you? Yuji!"

"Over here!"

A head popped out of the rubble and grinned at you.

"Yuji!"

You screamed, hurling yourself at him and helping him to move the rest of the rubble that pinned his lower body out of the way.

"Hang on- we'll get you out of here. It's fine, you're gonna be fine-"

"I know."

Yuji gave you a sweet smile.

"I trust you."

Your eyes filled with tears, and you smiled back at him.

"Thanks Yuji."

When he was finally completely free, you scanned his entire body, frantically checking for any sign of a serious injury.

Other than a particularly nasty gash on his left leg, you couldn't find any obvious injuries that needed immediate treatment.

"I'm going to have to bandage the cut on your leg."

You informed him as you ripped your pant leg off to use as a makeshift bandage.

"I just want to limit the blood loss-"

You were cut off by Yuji's delighted little gasp before he gripped your wrist, stopping you.

"What is it?"

"Your leg..."

Glancing down, your eyes widened.

In the exact location Yuji's wound was located on his leg, a sprawling pastel red flower graced your skin.

Looking back up, you made eye contact with Yuji.

"Is that-"

The two of you looked back down at your leg, gaping.

"I think so..."

Snapping out of his daze, Yuji pointed at a scrape on your back, before turning around.

"Here. Check me. It should be around the upper part of my left shoulder blade."

Nervously, you lifted the back of his uniform, holding your breath in anticipation.

Peeling back the last couple inches, all the breath whooshed from your lungs as you laid eyes on the delicate vine of flowers across his upper left shoulder blade.

"What is it?"

Yuji twisted to look at you, concern shining in his eyes, his expression...hopeful?

"Is it there?"

"Yeah..."

You breathed in astonishment.

"It's there. Oh my god, Yuji - Oof"

You were cut off by him flinging himself against you.

"This is the best day of my life."

He sighed happily, nuzzling into your neck.

"My crush is my soulmate..."

You froze, unable to believe what you were hearing.

"You-you have a crush on me?"

"Uh-huh."

He mumbled, leaning against you more.

"I-I like you too."

You mumbled shyly.

"S'good....."

He muttered, slurring his words.

"'M...little dizzy..."

He promptly passed out.

"SHIT! HIS LEG!"

You had completely forgotten all about his leg.

After wrapping his leg with the makeshift bandages, you lifted him onto your back, and began staggering towards the border of the veil.

You would get your soulmate to Ieri. You had to.

After all, he trusts you.

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

#lee's 1 year anniversary event #lee's brain writes #yuji itadori #itadori yuji x reader #jjk x reader #fluff #soulmate au #jjk fic

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qoeww · 2 years

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can i request some headcanons with donnie and a gender neutral reader who plays / listens to lots of music ? maybe how he confesses to them or how he realizes he has a crush on them when all they do it talk about music ? have a great day !!

DONNIE WITH MUSIC LOVER Y/N

Character: Donnie

Writing Type: Headcanon

Author Note: I hope you like it hun <33

Donnie had an interesting taste in music

Everybody knew it

But sadly his brothers couldn't understand his music taste so there was always a argument about it

Like they are celebrating something and need some music for the party, Donnie was the first one unanimously dismissed from it

So he really loved going to music stores, at least people are RESPECTFUL of his music taste

At the store accidentally you bumped each other and all CDs scattered around

While helping him you two started speaking about your favorite musics

You two started meeting almost every day

Browsing the store and listening to every song while enjoying each other's presence

One time after listening to enough songs, you took a walk

Well, he accidentally showed his true identity to you

Now he is anxious about what if you don't like him and don't want to talk with him FOREVER

You are the only people who can talk with them without thinking again

Well, at first it is kinda strange for you but you can get used to it

And your two's "friendship" get leveled up

He thinks of you even when you're not around

Like "Oh, Y/N love this song."

While he was fixing Splinter's chair, he was humming the song you recommend for him

You were so nice, he wanted to be here while fixing this chair

Your voice, your smell, while talking about music shining in your eyes...

...

Oh god

No, no it didn't happen right?

He can't f... fall in love with his bestfriend? Right?

He thought like this because there is no one to talk about his interests, right...?????

He doesn't leave his room to forget you while building machines

But no, this is not working either

His siblings starts getting starting to worry

"HEY DONALD, Are you not leaving your room because of Y/-"

Raph immediately closes Mikey's mouth but it's too late

The door opens with such a speed that it almost rips its hinges

"How. Do. You. Know. Them."

Mikey's head is pulled back into his shell

Now it's time for family talk

Donnie talks about how he feels as the boys talk about how they learned Y/N

"Why don't ya ask them for a date?"

"Well, because this is not easy. Like I can't come up and say 'Hello Y/N, I like you so let's get on a date'!"

"Actually this sounds good."

Donnie gives Leo a deathly glare

"What about playlist? You told they loved songs right?"

He sits for two days and tries to make a "PERFECT" playlist

Just when he said it was over he remembers another song

After deleting not enough perfect songs, there 6 hours of playlist remain

You should be happy because at first there were more than 60 hours

He keeps his finger on "SEND"

Nop, nop this isn't good idea, he will look so-

"HEY D, I THINK THERE IS A PROBLEM WITH MY T-PAD!"

He accidentally hits the send button with Sheldon's sudden entry

"SHEEELLDOO-"

Sheldon slowly leaves the room

And the worst thing, you already saw it, there is no back!

He f*cked up

Now you can imagine he is swinging nervously back and forth on the floor

After a while notification sound splits his thoughts

"4 p.m. Same place"

Ok he really f*cked up

He almost flew into April's room through her window

"What th-"

"I NEED YOUR HELP!"

"Calm down D! If you're that much stressed out, it must be a big problem."

"Weeell, there is someone, totally not me, who has a crush and has a kind of date right now and I'm asking for a friend. Nailed it!"

This girl needs some break

After explaining what is problem to April, April gives only one advice "Relaaax and be yourself."

"This is the most stupid idea."

He literally goes on the "date" one hour earlier

While he is searching for many things on Google, he raises his head with the gentle touch on his shoulder

You are looking directly into his eyes

"Is your side empty?"

"Well yes, yes."

The silence stretches between you two

"I listened the playlist."

He squashes his knee

"Aha.."

"And I made a playlist for you too"

Donnie checks his phone after notification sound

He touches link

He's looking at you with a little blush on his face

This romantic scene gets interrupted by murmurs from the bushes

"Did they accept???"

"I'll see if you pull back a little."

"They are soooo sweet!"

"Aha, my plan worked well."

"WHAT BUT THAT WAS MY-"

They are all silent with the shadow falling on them

It looks like for this time family talk will not work for Donnie's anger

#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt x reader #tmnt x reader #rottmnt #rottmnt headcanons #tmnt headcanons #donatello x reader #donnie x reader #rottmnt donnie

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thatoddgent · 1 year

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Sweetheart [Part One] (Aether x Fem!Reader)

A/N: So sorry that this is late! I had to help out making some gifts for family, and by the time I was done my boyfriend was home from work and I wanted to spend some time together. I really hope that you guys enjoy this nonetheless, and part two is up here :))

Genre: Fluff, lovey dovey romantic loners.

Warnings: None! Just a cute little story for Valentine's Day, anything overly mature is going to be in part two, so this is 100% sfw. Not proof read though so be wary of errors.

Today started off fine, waking up alongside all of the siblings of the church to the sound of bells, much like every other day.

The routine you've followed for a few years now is carried out the same as always. Waking up, brushing your hair and tucking it into your veil - leaving your bangs out in the same fashion that had become popular with the other, younger, sisters in the ministry. Dressing in your habit and slipping on your shoes, you take a glance to the mirror to make sure that you look presentable.

Once satisfied, you make your way out of your bedroom and into the hall, only to be met with more commotion than normal. Younger members of the Clergy run around feverishly, arms full of flowers and gifts alike. Older staff attempt to rally them together and stop the needless noise, but soon realize that any attempt would be in vain.

After taking in everything happening around you, you stand and think for a moment, and it dawns on you.

It's the fourteenth.

You groan a bit to yourself, it's not that you didn't enjoy the holiday, but because the younger folks were so obsessed with the thought of confessing and - let's be honest here - getting someone in their bed, it left a lot of the responsibilities and preparations on the more experienced.

In the midst of the mayhem, a small figure makes her way over to you. Marjory, one of the sisters that you're better acquainted with, throws a smile your way.

"What I wouldn't give to be that young again, now we get stuck with the chores."

You let out a soft laugh.

"I know right? We aren't even that old, but all of this makes me feel like I'm days from meeting his majesty!"

You two chuckle a bit and continue chatting, starting to walk to the kitchens to see if you can offer any help. While you walk, you can't help but ask what she has planned for later.

"So Marjory, rumor has it that a special someone might have made their way into your life? I never thought of you as the kind of person to have secrets! And to keep them from me? For shame."

A small blush makes its way onto her face, a a sheepish smile is plastered ear to ear.

"Oh! I guess you really can't keep secrets in this place. It's just a boy, well obviously... You know the one that's been helping me out when it's my day to do laundry?"

Your mouth hung open for a minute and you started laughing, a wide smile resting on your face.

"You sly little minx!" You playfully punch her shoulder. "I can't believe I didn't think of that, and I can't believe you got with him, you two are so cute together!"

Marjory's blush deepens and her gaze turns to the floor. You start to ask more about her little lover boy until you both notice that you've arrived at the kitchen. You pause on the conversation to ask what all needs to be done in preparation for the celebration and help each other to get started, deciding that centerpieces should be done up first.

"So," Marjory looks at you from over her vase. "What about you? Everyone knows that a certain somebody has been crushing on you."

Your hands pause for a moment, and you give her a quick side eye before resuming preparing the flowers you were working on.

"Well I..." You can feel your face begin to heat up as thoughts fill up your head. "I don't have the darndest idea what you're talking about."

You hear a scoff from the doorway of the room, as another fellow sister of sin makes her way beside you. You recognize her, you two aren't super close but you've been partnered for cleaning duties a time or two.

"And just what are you doing here Liza? I thought you always said that it's rude to eavesdrop."

She snickers and sits down next to Marjory, grabbing a vase of her own to work on, her gaze meets your own.

"Only when it's my conversation getting listened in on, and I'd say lying is an even worser sin. We all know."

Her teasing voice fills you with a bit of uneasiness. You had recently been tasked to assist Papa himself prepare his suit for the banquet that was to be hosted later today, as well as making sure all of the ghouls had their outfits in line.

You had been around Papa’s ghouls before, but this was probably the first time you talked to all of them and held a decent conversation. They were definitely an interesting bunch, and you can tell how close everyone is, but one ghoul especially caught your gaze.

You two talked, laughed, and maybe flirted a bit with one another while you took his measurements, he was so charming you honestly couldn’t help yourself. After that day, you each made sure to wave when you passed in the halls, or some days he would visit you during your duties.

“Oh yeah, you’ve got it bad,” the both of them giggle. “Look how red your face is!”

You simply huff in response, turning your head back down to face the single flower in your hand, twirling it around by the stem.

“I guess I wouldn’t mind it… If he asked.”

Obnoxious squeals erupt from the two girls in front you, and here you thought you were supposed to be the older and more mature.

You roll your eyes, and a few of the elderly sisters chuckle at the display of excitement. It really wouldn’t be all that bad if he ask, in fact, a part of you hoped he would.

Most people invite dates to the banquet, everyone eats and shared stories, laughing and having fun with those closest to them, and at the end of the night that’s when it really starts. Everyone know that the after party is when things get going, the staff start cleaning the dining hall which leaves all of the youth of the Clergy to lose their minds with little to no supervision.

It doesn’t get overly crazy, but slow dances turn sensual and people drink a little more than they probably should be. You’re not really one for huge parties like that, but maybe going with a date will make it different.

Marjory and Liza begin a conversation of their own while you all work, you keep to yourself and try to actually get some work done. You finish up the centerpiece that you were touching up and stand from your seat.

"I'm gonna go and tend to the garden, I'm sure that there's at least a couple people running rampant around there, and I'd hate for any plants to be damaged!"

Liza laughs at you, obviously knowing it's just an excuse to leave. Shuffling away from the table, you start walking to the garden with a head full of different thoughts.

There was always possibility that Aether might actually want to spend the day with you, but what if it was just casual flirting, what if he only sees you as a friend?

You sigh in and attempt to think of other things, but you can help but let your mind wander back to him. Couple cover the halls, holding hands and exchanging gifts, in your years of belonging to the Ministry you’ve never been a part of that side of things.

You open the double doors that lead outside to the garden and, surprisingly, there aren’t that many people out here. It seems more like people like you, hopeless romantics waiting for someone.

Making your way to the storage shed in the back of the land, you find a small knife to trim dead leaves and a watering can to get the poor little plants some water. You take your supplies and start to tend to a few of the flowers first, taking in the details of the garden in a way you never really took the time to.

The smells of the different plants wafted to your nose, and soon the sweet flowers were the only thing on your mind. It was actually sort of interesting, looking at all of them, all different colors and shapes. While you trimmed thorns and leaves, you brought your fingers to touch their petals, some were velvety, other smooth, even some of their leaves has different textures.

Distracted by the beauty in front of you, you didn't notice the presence that was drawing near behind you. It was until you heard the booted steps and saw the shadow of the visitor draft over your own that you realized you weren't alone. Standing up straight and turning your head, you meet the masked face of the one ghoul that had been troubling you all morning.

"Good morning Aether!"

You greeted him in a soft voice, no matter how comfortable he made you feel with him, you can't help but feel a little bit shy when those butterflies begin to form.

"Good morning, (y/n), I hope you've been doing alright."

You nodded in response, averting your gaze back to the flowers that you had abandoned.

"I'm well, just caught up in today's festivities I suppose, someone has to get things done around here."

He chuckles. Satanus, that laugh, so deep and hearty, it could probably cure anything that ails you.

Your hold on the knife in your hands tightens and your face begins to heat up. Why did he have to show up now? You had just gotten him out of your head and now he's in front of you, he's like the plague and you're the unlucky victim. But oh what a plague to have.

He moves closer to you and leans down to see what your doing, admiring the work that you've done to the small flowers that rest in front of you. He's about head level with you now, letting you just barely see his eyes through his goggles, you can't let yourself look away as you try to make out the shape a little better.

Caught in your thoughts he turns to face you, and you both stare at each other for just a moment. He shoots upward to correct his posture, once again standing above you. A small cough comes from his throat and he looks over at the plants again.

'Of course, I had to be caught up, I've ruined -'

Your thoughts get cut off when he takes your hands in his. It's so small in his grasp, but it feels right. His palms and the pads of his fingers are calloused, you never really noticed that until now, when his thumbs rub soft circles into your hands.

"You're taking me... I mean.. I want..." His voice trails off and he sighs, trying to gather his words.

"I would like to, if you'd let, take you as my partner tonight."

Your entire face flares up in an uncomfortable heat, and you almost feel dizzy. You had been dreaming of this all morning, and he's actually asking? You're about ready to pass out, but you can't help but feel a sense of insecurity bubble within you.

"You want to go with me?"

Your voice is hardly above a whisper, like your trying to convince yourself more than trying to ask a question.

"All of the women here... You're the quintessential ghoul, you're a prime example. Why would you want me?"

A stifled chuckle turns into a laugh, a giant smile printing itself on the ghoul's lips, flashing off his fangs and teeth.

"Because," A hand finds its way to your cheek and cups it carefully. "You're more perfect than I could ever wish to be."

Your mouth hangs open just a tad, his words running a muck in your head. You find yourself closing your eyes and leaning into his touch, his cool skin offering a sense of relief to your own. Opening your eyes once more, you look up at him.

He waits anxiously for an answer, you don't think you've ever seen him act like this before. His tail is wrapped tightly around one of his legs, and he's biting his lip in anticipation, so you give him what he's searching for.

"I would love nothing more."

Before you can even register it, you feel his arms wrap around you and lift you from the floor, you squeal and wrap your arms round him, not used to being held like this. He hugs you tightly, holding you as close to him as he can get you. After you calm down a bit, you hug him back and nestle your head down into the crook of his neck, breathing him in and letting yourself drown in the unique scent.

The moment is interrupted by the chiming on church bells, signaling that preparations are completed and everyone is to get themselves ready.

Aether puts you down gently, almost scared that he could break you. The smile hasn't once left his face, except for when he leads your hand to his lips and places a small kiss on your knuckle.

"Until tonight, dolcezza.”

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malfoys-demigod · 1 year

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What If

Johnny Lawrence x Larusso Sister Reader

Requested by @sammarvel123

Summary: After thirty years, Y/N comes back to Reseda for a job offer, and to reconnect with her "what if", Johnny Lawrence.

A/N: My gosh, it's been a while since I wrote! Hope you enjoy it. If anyone wants more fluffs of Johnny Lawrence, I could try to whip up something good again if I can.

It's been three decades since you left Reseda.

You went south, all the way to Orange County, to take up advertising at the University of California Irvine and landed a job at an impressive advertising firm.

You spent three decades devoting yourself as a workaholic, which on the bright side got you to become an advertising executive, earning big money annually.

But work-life aside? You weren't able to settle down the way your twin brother did. You were emotionally attached still to Johnny Lawrence, the boy who you were secretly in love with. It wasn't best to have sparked a relationship with him during the time as he was a pain in the ass to your brother, but it was just interesting to see a different side of him, a side that he only showed to you since you interested him from the very beginning.

While Daniel and he had picked fights constantly before, you were different towards Johnny, he was surprisingly nice and gentle with you. He'd say hi to you around the hallways, somehow slightly but significantly tone down his violence towards Daniel when you were around, and give you no harm. When you once asked him why he treated you differently, all he could muster up with his bad boy reputation was, "You're different, Y/N Larusso." and gave you a small smile, which he hid from everyone else.

Although you knew he always had the hots for Alli at the time, it felt as if... he also had something deep in his heart for you, but never did anything about it. That's why you felt the need to run away, assuming that he'd never do anything about it ever again.

After thirty years, you were promoted by your advertising firm to become the executive of the Reseda branch. You were somehow excited because this was a huge career opportunity for you and you were as successful as your brother in terms of handling a business. As coming back home to Reseda excited you, it also came to be something that made you nervous.

What had Johnny Lawrence been up to these days?

After just arriving from Orange County, you entered the Copper Bucket Bar, still wearing your ritzy, corporate suit, with your designer shades still on as it was scorching hot outside.

"Hi, one cold beer please," you say to the bartender.

"Hm, that's a surprise coming from a corporate lady." said a voice from your left.

You turned, looking to see Johnny Lawrence, a childhood crush of yours, who seemed to be looking the same as ever but even more attractive with age, and who seemed to not have realized he was talking to YOU as you still had your shades on.

"And what does that mean?" you asked, walking towards the seat beside his.

He shrugged, giving a small smile at you, "I don't know, man. I just assumed from the movies that corporate assholes would be drinking martinis or whatever sophisticated cocktails you guys can come up with."

You chuckled, as you got your beer, "You're right. I'm usually sipping cosmopolitans or daiquiris but, I'm back home in Reseda. I think I'd like to celebrate with beer, the Johnny Lawrence way," you winked.

He narrowed his eyes in confusion momentarily after you used his name. "Have you seen my flyers?"

"Unfortunately, but I've seen you in your iconic black gi about thirty years ago, looking sharp as ever," you smirked. As he was still giving a confused yet intrigued to look at you, you finally removed your sunglasses, flashing a cheeky smile at Johnny.

"Hey, Lawrence." you greet him.

Johnny's face went from confused to astonished, as his eyes grew larger. He couldn't believe the woman in front of him was Y/N Larusso, his greatest "what if" and high school crush, who he couldn't do anything with because he was the worst enemy of her brother.

"Y/N Larusso." was all he could muster up at first, which made you giggle again, as you opened your arms for a hug. As he hugged you, he remembered all the sweet times he'd been gentle and nice at school, especially when he came up to you during the All-Valley Tournament and said that your brother was alright.

As the hug started to end, Johnny gained the confidence to speak up first. "Thirty damn years and you look the same as ever, but more attractive and powerful-looking." He said, looking up and down at you.

"Aw, thanks, Johnny," you shyly say, "I could honestly say the same thing to you. You aged like fine wine, Lawrence. From the flyers I've been seeing all over town, you started your own dojo?"

"Yeah," he nodded, "I've only got one student right now, cause the flyers don't seem to be working on anybody. Assholes just throw the flyers I hand out or not even take them."

You gave a pitiful laugh, placing your hand on Johnny's shoulder, which may have developed pink spots on his cheek, "Johnny! Are you mentally still in the 80s? Nowadays, people also spread the word online through social media! You should post some on your Facebook!"

Johnny rolled his eyes with a shy look, knowing that Miguel may have embarrassed him with the fact that he didn't know a thing or two about Facebook. "Uh, yeah," he replied, "I kinda only knew about Facebook a few days ago. Never really understood the whole concept of the internet so I just went along with the flyers still."

A confident grin grew on your face, causing you to grab a calling card from your bag.

"You're in luck, Johnny," you said, showing him your card, "You can be handled by the best of Reseda!"

Johnny took the card, analyzing every detail on it. "You know, Y/N," he said, "I've always wondered what you were up to all these thirty years away from me." still looking at the card, not knowing you were blushing over the phrase 'away from me'.

"Advertising, huh?" he said, acknowledging your career, "Your old card from when you were living in Orange County?" he asked, now looking back up at you.

"Mhm, I'll be getting my new card once I start work next week."

Johnny nodded to your reply, "So Y/N Larusso was a fancy-pants corporate from The OC," he teased you, "Did ya come here with a fancy-pants husband from there too?" he asked, with a slight note of seriousness as his eyes seemed to be wanting to know this answer.

You looked down, shaking your head with a guilty smile, "Um, no, never had a boyfriend or husband while I was there. I was pretty much a workaholic," you say. You now looked up, seeing a somehow relieved and happy Johnny.

"Everyone was a dick and asshole from that snooty place?" he joked.

You didn't giggle this time, as you wanted to give a serious and honest answer. "Yeah, nobody was as nice and lovely to me as you were, Lawrence."

Johnny looked at you with his deep blue eyes, but you now felt so nervous to continue the conversation now that you dropped that sentence. What if he was dating or married to someone already? Fuck! That would be embarrassing for you. You broke eye contact with him and took a last sip from your beer. "But I have to go, and maybe you need to go back home to your wife, whoever she is," you say, getting out of your seat in a hurry, "Okay, bye, Johnny," you quickly say as you turned around and dashed for the door.

"Wait, hold on a sec, Larusso!" Johnny yelled as he tipped the bartender. He ran outside to see you driving your car away from the bar.

"And you did, WHAT?" Daniel asked in disbelief.

You were staying the night at Daniel's because you were getting the keys to your new house at Encino the next day. When you arrived at his house, you rushed to find Daniel and you started spilling everything.

"I know, Dani, but I didn't know what to do, okay? I just," you sigh, "It's been forever since I've seen him, and, he just looks great, and maybe I was stupid to have said that," which you were referring to when you told him the reason why you stayed single all your life.

Daniel just rolled his eyes with a smile on his face afterward, "You know, sis," he said, placing his hands on your shoulders, "You still like and he still likes you. Trust me."

You huffed, realizing Daniel knew about your not-so-secret pining about Johnny. "He doesn't have a wife?"

Daniel shook his head, "No, no, no," he said, "He has a son around Sam's age, but he was never on the best terms with the mother. He never really had a stable or serious relationship ever since thirty years ago." "I believe the same with you on that note," he then said, grinning at you.

"Yeah, well that'll never change since I fucked it up earlier," you groaned.

"Nah, I'm sure he'll come around soon. Now that you're back home for good, I'm sure something will happen."

"And you'd be okay with that if ever?" you curiously asked your brother.

He gave a small smile of support, "I think he and I are okay. I actually bumped into him a few days ago and paid for his car repairs. Times have changed, but I don't think his secret love for you has."

You roll your eyes, turning around to hide your blush, "Okay, Daniel, I'm gonna go dip my feet by your pool now."

It was only ten to fifteen minutes after your conversation with your twin brother.

You were by the pool, dipping your feet in the water when a doorbell was heard. "DANIEL," you shout, "Someone's at the door!"

You continued to be with your thoughts, wondering what you could have done differently earlier at the bar. Muster up the courage to keep the conversation going? Ask first if he was single? What?

You wanted to ask yourself more questions when a voice caught your attention.

"Hey," Johnny said.

Oh no. The feeling of great guilt and embarrassment swam all over your body.

"Hey," you copied Johnny's greeting, looking at him as he sat beside you.

There was a short moment of silence after, the both of you, just staring at the water. God, were you supposed to start and explain everything? Was that what he was waiting for?

"I don't have a wife or a girlfriend," Johnny spoke up.

You slowly nodded to his statement, pursing your lips together. "Yeah, Daniel just told me."

"Hey, Johnny," you continue, now making eye contact with him. "I'm sorry for storming off like that. I guess I just didn't have the courage to see your genuine reaction when I told you why I was single my whole life. I know we barely talked all the time before, but your niceness and sweetness to me were different and maybe I just always saw you as my 'what if' if we ever had something with you. But I just didn't know if you felt the same since you never really asked me out or have any romantic interactions with me."

Johnny placed his hand over yours, rubbing his thumb in circles, "Y/N, you were my biggest 'what if'. I was such a dick for not choosing to do anything about it, you know, with the bad boy reputation and the fact that you were your brother's twin sister and all. The best I could do was not throw harm on you, but now, I realize how that was the worst and only thing I did. A simple gesture of asking you out on a date would've changed everything, wouldn't it?"

"It sure would have," you agreed, putting your other hand on top of his, "Would you like to try this again with me, Johnny?"

Johnny was not only smiling with his lips, but with his eyes now. He took your hand and gently kissed the back of it. "I'd love nothing more than that, Y/N."

"Perfect." You embraced him, giving him a more, genuine and loving hug to which he hugged you back tighter in exchange.

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sourbinnie · 1 year

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title -> closer genre -> surprise, it's angst! | one sided love pair -> ot8!skz x gn!reader plot -> a paragraph from letters you've never sent to stray kids. lowercase intended | no warnings

❥ ✉

'cause you're the holiday i celebrate too late

you're the eyes i gave up tryin' to captivate

how do you feel when you have a crush on someone? i always wanted to know what you thought about this. for me it's like i either live hooked on a feeling or give up completely when i'm disappointed by the results of it. i had the biggest crush on you since i've met you jisung and i don't think that's ever gonna change. it's easy to put it in a paper and not say it out loud like i prepared so many times. the thing is i don't want to be in a relationship, i completely gave up trying to be somewhere i don't belong in and that's your arms. what's not easy is the burning feeling in my chest every time i see you holding someone else, i just wish it was me one last time.

you're the song that i loved but then overplayed

and i'm the b-side throwaway

what's there to say? you're captivating with everything you do. every single step you take towards me i melt into a puddle trying to compose myself. i don't think i deserve you, you already know this because you heard me talk about it didn't you? as you pretended that you did not. i don't blame you for not having a crush on me, no one does. chris i think your talent is immeasurable but your ability to lie isn't and you know how much i love your music. the fact that i've been the first one to listen to some new releases still shocks me but i would gladly accept any offer to do so again unless you don't want me around you anymore which is understandable.

i hope you never rain on my charade

the lonely one i let myself create

i got my space, but what'd i pay?

i had a mental image of you that the more i look, the more i know, it gets closer to your reality. why do i say this? because i truly think perfection didn't exist until i found you felix. i know i drifted apart from you, i know i said i need space to figure things out with my feelings and our friendship. i don't wanna ruin us but i know i already did, in fact i know that you feel like you can be friends with me after my confession. i don't think i can be friends anymore lixie. crushes don't usually hurt but the one sided love truly does sometimes, and i don't want you to feel pity and say that you will "fall in love" with me when those things don't happen. i can't take any more lies.

i've been fucked so much that i no longer wait

i sabotage and break my own heart

just in case

god did my past experiences fuck me up. you know this more than anyone seungmin and i still let you hold me every night. i knew that things weren't gonna be easy when you said you wanted to be there for me through everything, i knew i was gonna fall for the person that first decided to listen to me and take care of me in such a beautiful and soft way. now here i am sitting, hoping that you read this and don't feel too bad about me leaving that night. i couldn't deal with the feelings again, the powerful love i felt for you was way too much for my heart to take and i needed to back away. i'm sorry, i will always be sorry minnie.

so, yeah, i loved you or i tried to

but i don't know how

i think i gave it my all when it came to you. but then i realized that it wasn't really worth it was it? you're never gonna feel the same way. i tried so hard, thinking that maybe one day you'll look at me and see more than a friend standing beside you. i can't say that i don't love you anymore, i still need time to process everything and to grow out of these feelings for you changbin so i understand if you don't want to talk to me anymore. hoping one day you see me in a new light was the most hopeless thing i've done. i feel so empty right now as i watch you on a screen again, of course i could never have you. i don't know what i was thinking in the first place.

used to need you and feel you

but we ran it all down

so i guess this is it? i don't even know what to say after what happened. i'm so tired of going around you like the only thing that matters in plain sight is you. but that doesn't mean my feelings will change, that doesn't mean that i'm done with you even if you're done with me. it means that i think it's time to step away before i end up more heartbroken than i already am hyunjin. i know you think this is easy but it's really not, i can't stop feeling the way i do in just a couple of days. i truly thought you were the one for the longest time and i still feel like i need you. i still feel like i want to be loved by you even if it's just me being delusional again.

'cause i loved you or i tried to

can it be easy now?

i never had any hope in the first place jeongin. i feel like i decided to give my heart and soul to someone who deserved it and not getting anything back would be just fine. it really wasn't, it's not your fault but it's not mine either right? even if i feel like an idiot thinking i had a chance with you. i truly hope you find happiness in someone like i did for a long time in you, you deserve to experience love in it's purest form. thank you for not giving up on me though, i don't know where i would've ended up if you just plainly rejected me but you didn't. you gave me another chance and even if i'm not gonna take it, i just wanted to say thank you.

or will it kill me on the evenin'

that I let you down?

i'm sorry i disappointed you. you weren't looking for someone and this is how i decide to show up in your life, another love interest opportunity? i'm surprised you don't hate me. minho i know that love is a hard thing to take and i'm not gonna insist or pursue you to change your mind. i'm just gonna let you know that someday, someone's gonna appear and you're not gonna feel this kind of hatred for love anymore. you're gonna feel blessed that person is gonna be by your side forever & ever. i know it's not me even if i wanted it to be, i let you down this time and it hurts but i gave it my all to be there for you and that's all i can say.

- love (y/n).

i need you closer

or i need it over

either need you closer

or i need it over, yeah

"hey (y/n)." my neighbor greeted me and i just waved but then i realized they were holding onto something, looked like letters. "these were piling up so i picked them up and they're all addressed to you so here you go!" she said and gave me a small smile.

"thank you and i'm sorry for the inconvenience." i said as i got them in my hands.

8 sealed letters all sent to me. i read the names: han jisung, bang christopher, lee felix, kim seungmin, seo changbin, hwang hyunjin, yang jeongin and finally lee minho. did they truly read my letters?

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neon-lights-and-glitter · 1 year

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Jack Harlow Masterlist

Series

Lips Of An Angel

You and Jack struggle with the ups and downs of your toxic relationship until you both realize you don't want anyone else.

Fight The Feeling

You and Jack get paired up to be in a fake relationship after keeping your real relationship and break up a secret.

All of my Jack Harlow Fics (oldest to newest)

Saturday Night Live

The reader is a very famous actress, has been since they were a child. Jack has been very open about his crush. The reader ends up hosting Saturday Night Live the same week Jack is the musical guest.

Missed You

Jack shows up at your house at 2am because he missed you.

An Evening I Will Not Forget Part 2

Jack and the reader had been friends as long as they could remember, eventually turning into boyfriend and girlfriend in high school. Until several years later when their relationship fell apart and they had to continue their lives without each other.

Proposal

Jack takes reader on a helicopter ride in Kentucky or Miami and he proposes afterword it’s at night by the way and urban and everyone set the scene for when they land back at the helipad.

Protect You

Jack wants to keep you and him a secret to protect you and him from the media but it lowkey hurts u. Like let’s say you guys are walking back to ur hotel one night and then he sees paparazzi and instantly drops your hand and your trying to not let it bother u but when he looks up at you after dropping ur hand you have tears in your eyes and he feels bad.

Settle Down

Jack wants to settle down, but you think he should continue to focus on his career.

Mini-Me

Paisley's first dance recital, where you find out that she truly is a mini-Jack, and Jack, you, Paisley, and Olive start a new tradition.

The Early Years

You met Urban in middle school, which eventually led you to meeting Jack in high school. Urban saw how much you two liked each other before either you or Jack did, eventually setting you two up. Causing you to realize your feelings and make your relationship official shortly after.

Paisley's First Word

You and Jack had been trying to get Paisley to say mama or dada as her first word, but when Urban returns from a trip her first word isn’t what any of you expected.

Pumpkin Patch

Taking Paisley and Olive to a pumpkin patch.

Taking Care Of You

All Jack wants to do while you're pregnant with your first daughter, Paisley, is take care of you even if it's something small like putting lotion on your belly. You and Jack also start to celebrate Jack's birthday with your tradition of giving each other gifts at midnight, though this time it is a matching gift. Jack can't sleep and ends up talking to Paisley while you're asleep.

Gentle

Paisley watches how Jack interacts with you during your pregnancy with Olive, and with Paisley being Jack’s mini me, it only makes sense that she copies him.

After Party

Jack and the reader would rather spend the after party alone then with others.

Keeping Secrets Part 2

You decide to tell Urban about your relationship with Jack, but he doesn't respond in the way you thought he would.

Halloween Costumes

Paisley and Olive pick out their Halloween costumes, along with yours, Jack's, Urban's, and Clay's.

That's Not My Daddy

Paisley and Olive see Jack in his wigs for Saturday Night Live for the first time and Olive refuses to believe it is him.

I'm Not Jealous, Just Protective

You and Jack go out to a club when a guy approaches you to hit on you and Jack gets jealous.

I Love You Because

You are struggling after giving birth to your second daughter Olive between feeling overwhelmed and dealing with the changes that happened to your body during your pregnancies, while also comparing yourself to some of the girls in Jack's music videos. Jack reassures you that he loves everything about you.

Christmas Date

Knowing Christmas was your favorite holiday, Jack planned a Christmas inspired day for the two of you, decorating your Christmas Tree, watching Christmas movies, looking at Christmas lights, wanting to make your first Christmas as a couple and living together special, then on Christmas you exchange gifts.

Meeting Santa

You and Jack take Paisley and Olive to meet Santa.

Christmas Eve

How you and Jack spend Christmas Eve with Paisley and Olive.

Christmas Morning

Christmas morning with the family and you and Jack, with Clays help, surprise Paisley and Olive with a special present.

Elf Emergency

Olive accidentally touches the Elf on a shelf and Paisley is afraid the elf is going to lose its magic.

24 Hours With Jack Harlow

Based off the Vogue 24 Hours With Jack Harlow video.

I Should Be Missing You

You and Jack deal with the consequences of falling out of love while you are married.

New Sibling Reactions

You and Jack tell Paisley and Olive about their new sibling, except Olive isn't ready to be a big sister.

Insta AU's

Date Night

My Girl

Paisley's Pregnancy & Birth Announcement

Olive's Pregnancy & Birth Announcement

Christmas Trees & Gingerbread Houses

Valentine's Day

Concepts

#jack harlow #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow x reader

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vxmpjules · 2 years

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💐💖Precious Soul💖💐

A fanfic where Bruce and Vance like the reader ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ♪

Chapter 1/?

⬇️ down here are the other chapters if i do make more ;)

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

You woke up as you looked at your calendar a bright ‘X’ was marked on this day with a little writing on the box marking the day ‘’Bruce’s game!!’ was written in bright red marker.

‘shit I almost forgot about Bruce's game today’ your eyes widen and you quickly turn your head to look at your small light navy blue clock at the side of your bed ‘10:26 a.m.’ you read. your calmed down and got up your bed to go to the bathroom and prepare yourself for the day.

you finish getting prepared and go to the kitchen, you look down to see a note on the counter ‘make yourself some cereal I wont be back till 9.p.m, make yourself the canned food in the top cabinet P.S here's a dollar to get yourself some popcorn at your friends game. Be safe -love, mom’ you read. you take the dollar your mom left you and shove it into your pocket and make yourself some cereal. You finish eating and watch some tv to pass time.

time skip

You turn off the tv and exit your house you stand outside deciding on where you should go. ‘ill go to the grab ‘n go Vance is probably there ill just talk to him while the time passes’ you think. you start walking to the grab ‘n go since it wasn't so far from your house.

you open the the store door and enter you look to your side where the pinball machine is and to no surprise you see fluffy blonde hair belonging to no other than famous ‘Pinball Vance’ you smile softly to yourself seeing the entranced state your friend was in, you start walking over to the boy.

‘this dude really is gonna marry that machine one day’ you thought to yourself ‘’hey Vance’’ you greet the boy with a small wave ‘‘Shut up for a minute ill loose my score’‘ you roll your eyes playfully and chuckle to yourself, this was both of yours usual greetings.

you paste your eyes to look at the score going up by every second passing DING you see Vance's score in the game 100,000 ‘’Holy shit.’’ you say as your eyes widen you look over to Vance with the biggest smirk in the world ‘’you really beat your own score, huh?’’ you comment to Vance ‘’Of course I fuckin’ did I'm the best goddamn person at this’’ Vance cockily remarked with his smirk

‘‘give me five?’‘ you asked in celebration if his new high score. You held your hand up waiting for Vance's high five, Vance looks at your hands and back at your eyes, he give you high five in a proud manner looking at you in the eyes with a small smile as you smile at him too.

you decide to pass your time with Vance until its 5p.m

time skip

You made your way to Donna with your small popcorn bag in hand ‘’Hey Donna’’ you greet her with a smile. ‘’Hello Y/N how are you?’’ your friend asked with a light smile ‘’I'm doing good, who you rooting for?’’ you asked Donna seeing her eyeing the pitcher from the front range team, Finnie was his name? ‘’Mhmmm Little Donna has a crush on the pitcher?’’ you mention playfully ‘’oh dream on’’ Donna remarked and playfully rolled her eyes with a smile ‘’oh c’mon dont you realize you're looking at him with heart eyes, you both are gonna become the next lovebugs ill tell you I said so when it becomes the skinny’’ you remarked back laughing at Donnas flustered face.

The game had started now your eyes where focused on Bruce’s figure. Bruce steadied himself and lifted his baseball bat. the pitcher throws the ball but Bruce misses it ‘’STRIKE’’ ’you can do it Bruce’ you said in your mind. Bruce went back to the base again and looked around with a embarrassed expression, his view moved to you and it managed to make this mood lighten up a little he softly smiled at you and steadied himself again. The pitcher threw the ball and Bruce almost hit it but he sadly missed the ball ‘’SECOND STRIKE!’’. You furrowed your brows crossing your fingers he could make a homerun. he looked at the ground with the same expression as before, he went back to the base and steadied himself once again, he stood with confidence ready to hit the ball.

The pitcher once again threw the ball and Bruce finally hit it ‘’WOOOOO!’’ you cheered for Bruce as he made a homerun. he threw his bat and runed across the bases. as everyone finished cheering everyone one by on kept leaving, you stood there waiting till’ Bruce finished with the ‘good game thing’ you didn't know how it was called but whatever. you looked at him as he went to tell the pitcher something when he finished he looked back and saw you, he quickly runed to you.

‘‘Bruce! you did amazing!’‘ you complimented him ‘‘Thanks Y/N also thanks for coming too i really appreciate it’‘ he said with a light smile and his hand on his neck ‘‘No problem, You’re my friend afterall, you're really gonna be a casanova after this!’‘ you complimented again ‘‘Heh yeah....’‘ he chuckled softly ‘‘hey maybe you wanna go see a movie next Friday or something?’‘ he shyly asked ‘‘for sure but i gotta see if i have any gigs ill let you know, ok?’‘ you answered ‘‘ok thats fine, if you cant Friday maybe we can go another day of the next weekend if you're free’‘ he smiled.

‘‘sounds like a plan!’‘ you said and smiled at him ‘‘well I've got to go back home and make myself something to eat I'm hungry since donna ate most of my popcorns’’ you remarked as you chuckled ‘’oh, okay, well see you at school’’ Bruce says ‘‘peace out!’‘ you said your farewell while walking away to your house. ‘’Call me when you get to your house!’’ Bruce shouted at you smiling, ‘’okayy!!’’ you answered.

end of chapter

#the black phone x reader #the black phone #bruce yamada #vance hopper #bruce yamada x reader #vance hopper x reader

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theresawritesstuff · 10 months

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12. It was perfectly normal to discuss a book they see at the bookstore with their friends, but it's definitely not normal to suddenly be interrupted by the author of said book

New York, 1973

"Okay girls, we've hit the modern stuff. Go nuts! Books are on me," Midge told the band of teenagers.

"Thanks for taking us shopping, Mama," Esther said, browsing through the biographies.

"Of course, sweetie! Always happy to help. Especially when it means dishing on backstage gossip in the name of academics."

"I still don't see why we can't do our report on you, Ms. Weissman," Audrey sighed.

Midge bit back a smile as Esther rolled her eyes. "Sorry, hun. I've been banned from any school related interviews. Esther and Ethan both agreed. I'm happy to pull favors with anyone I know who you might be interested in writing about though."

She heard her daughter make a sound of disgust as she pulled a book from the shelf. "Why did someone let Gordon Ford write a book? He doesn't even write his own show."

"He doesn't?" her friend Vivian wondered through her bubblegum.

"Most of these celebrity authors have ghost writers helping them," Midge informed her gently.

Vivian clicked her gum disapprovingly. "Well that's bogus."

"Yeah. If I have to write my own essays, so should they," Audrey agreed. "They're even getting paid for it!"

Midge chuckled. "That's the business kid."

"Here's someone who we know actually did the work at least."

Esther picked up a copy of a new book from the display table bearing a familiar face.

Vivian let out a giggle. "Oh my mom has the biggest crush on him!"

"Really?" Audrey wondered incredulously.

"What? He's cute in an older guy kind of way. Don't you think he's cute Ms Weissman?"

"I'd also be curious to hear the answer to that question."

They all turned to stare at the man in question smirking behind them as he leaned against a bookshelf.

"Not as cute as he thinks he is, but sure," Midge replied.

Lenny chuckled, coving his mouth with his hand just like he was always wont to do. "I'll take it."

*Hi Lenny."

"Hey Midge."

It had been so long since they'd last spoken, yet seeing him like this again made it feel like it had been no time at all.

Her heart certainly flipped just the same.

"You look good," she commented casually.

He certainly looked healthier. Steadier. His eyes were brighter. Like a light that had been going out had been reignited.

He looked more like the Lenny she knew. The Lenny that lived in her memories.

It was a good look.

Lenny shrugged. "For an older guy."

"Oh my god," Vivian gawped, realizing who had overheard their conversation.

Esther looked between the two adults and began to steer her starstruck friends away, giving them some space to talk. "Hey let's go check the science fiction section and see if they've got any Ray Bradbury books on sale."

"Why?" Vivian wondered.

Audrey, catching the vibe, gave her a pointed look.

"Oh. Oooohhhh. Right."

Esther handed the copy of his memoir to her mother as they passed. "We'll just be back there, Mama. Nice seeing you, Lenny."

"You too, Esther," Lenny murmured, giving her a little wave.

With the teenage trio gone, the tension between them grew palpable, hanging in the silence.

"It is a nice picture," Midge said, noting the author's photo.

Lenny smiled softly. "Thanks. Kitty actually took it."

"She's got a gift."

"I certainly think so. Given what she had to work with."

Midge didn't take the bait to compliment him further.

"Esther's grown a lot since I've seen her last," He commented softly, sounding a bit melancholy.

She nodded in agreement.

"She really shot up last summer. Growing like a weed, that one."

"They always do, don't they?"

The conversation lulled again, but they held the other's gaze intently, that unspoken electricity still sparking between them.

Some things never change…

"How are you?" she asked genuinely after a moment.

He nodded, stuffing his hands in his pockers. "Good. I'm good. Doing a lot better. Here for a book tour."

"Oh well in that case, would you sign mine?" she teased lightly.

"Love to."

He stepped in closer to take the book from her hand, his fingers brushing hers on the pass.

"So, Ms Weissman…" he drawled, clicking his pen to scribble that illegible signature he was so proud of. "You didn't take the new husband's name? I saw the announcement you were engaged in the tabloids a while back."

Midge bit her lip, avoiding his eyes.

"Yeah I um… didn't go through with it after all."

"Why's that?" he asked, handing the book back but still hovering in her atmosphere.

"I just realized he didn't make me laugh as much as I would have liked," she answered.

"Hm."

She cleared her throat, brightening her expression. "Thanks. For the book. Can't wait to read it."

"Sure."

"Nice seeing you, Lenny."

"You too."

She turned to leave but heard him say

"Are you doing anything later?"

She turned back, tilting her head coyly.

"Maybe. What did you have in mind?"

He gave her a hesitant shrug. "Just thought we could catch up a bit."

A part of her wanted to run. To hide from the pain of the past and let things be behind them.

But that part wasn't nearly as strong as the parts of her that missed him.

"I'd like that…"

#midge x lenny #Midgelenny #tmmm fanfic #Prompt fill

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I never really thought about sexuality much even when the people around me started showing interest in relationships. So at first I thought I was bisexual, because I had the same amount of interest in men/women. Then I realized that gender wasn't really an important factor to me in attraction, so I called myself pansexual. Then I realized most of the people I'd ever felt attraction towards were fictional, so these days I mostly just use aspec/queer to identify myself.

All of these labels (to me) are just a tool for helping you understand yourself a little better, and you don't need to force yourself to use one you don't feel fits anymore.

I remember seeing a post on tumblr ages ago talking about identity that was like 'show me a permanent state of self' because you're constantly changing as a person as you learn.

Anyways, sorry for the rambling, just wanted to let you know you're not alone, sorry about the sexuality crisis, hope your day gets better

AWW thank you for taking the time to send this to me sweetheart. "sorry about the sexuality crisis" made me burst out laughing; I know you didn't mean it to be funny, you are being kind, but that's just funny to me that multiple people have sent me messages in my inbox/dms saying "so sorry you think you're a lesbian and it's making you spiral and cry in the middle of the night" like I just never expected people to send me a message like that haha. thank you, genuinely thank you for saying that though, because HOO i am STRUGGLING here bro... but it's ok i'll figure it out eventually <3

I have heard that's very much an aro/aspec feeling, to say "well I don't feel much preference for any gender, so maybe I'm bi/pan". I watched a video on being aro/ace and I related to some of it but not all of it entirely, so I know I'm... I'm ace, for sure. and I think I'm aro somewhat? Women™ are a big big big piece of the puzzle and the only reason why I don't feel fully aro is bc my attraction for them is There but at the same time I don't know if I feel it... as... much(?) as I am "supposed" to. or maybe my lack of physical affection/lack of feeling totally safe in a relationship is just bc of actual life experience and not like, who I am as a person? question mark???

I also think the realization that maybe I am not changing from bi into possibly lesbian, but I might not have been bi this entire time has hit me like a ton of bricks and is what's hurting me so bad. I was so confident I was bi for yeeeears, because I assumed I'd felt attraction to men, even if it was short and fleeting and practically nonexistent, but all this time I don't think I have felt attraction to men, not truly. but again -- does bisexuality have to include men? if I'm a cis woman I mean, would my bisexuality HAVE to include men or can it just be "I am attracted to literally anybody Except Men." and like, hey, maybe I haven't met enough men?? most of my experiences with men have been kind of um. uncomfortable and creepy. maybe I would feel attracted to a man in the future?? I used to joke with my other bi friends "oh my standards for men are SO HIGH, they have to meet a whole checklist of requirements for me to feel attraction to them, but for a woman all she has to do is exist and I'm in LOVE with her" and like... that could be.. a lesbian feeling sdfhldhfskldf or I'm just bi with 99.9999% attraction to women and 00.0001% attraction to other people, which might include men but like, only two unobtainable men who are celebrities (Ryan Gosling and Nick Blaemire) which don't count because they are... unobtainable celebrities. MAN WHO KNOWS!!!!! I DON'T KNOWS. is it still valid attraction to men if it's an unobtainable celebrity? It's still a real life man, right? Even if you know nothing would ever come of it? Me feeling romantically attracted (or I guess crushing lol) on a male celebrity feels just as real and big and pure and whole as me feeling romantically attracted to an obtainable non-celebrity woman standing in front of me. AGAIN, WHO KNOWSSSSS

I like how you said labels are a tool and I don't need to force myself to have one that doesn't fit anymore. I just feel really like, panicked if I don't have a label, for some reason. Maybe "WLW" or "Sapphic" can be my placeholder. I like being bi but man I don't know if I was ever bi at all if I don't feel attracted to men unless if they're celebs/fictional?? It doesn't feel like I've gradually changed into something else, it feels like I've woken up from a dream-like state where I thought I was bi but it turns out I'm actually Not. unless if, like I said, I could be bi with just, the strongest attraction to women possible LMAO. it doesn't help that I'm ace because it makes it a little more confusing to figure out. soooo many people have told me "oh it depends on who you'd sleep with" but I don't want to sleep with anyone. y'know. never ever had that urge, no matter the gender. WHY IS IT SO CONFUSINGGGG BRO

anyway thank you for sending me a message and helping me feel heard/listened to. giving you hugs and flowers 💖💐🌼🌸🌻🌷✨🌹🌺🌈✨💖💝💟🌸💘✨

#anonymous #asks

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