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thisismeracing · 6 months

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Super shy | MS47

SOCIAL MEDIA AU

― Pairing: Mick Schumacher x plus size!reader (she/her) ― Warnings: mentions of food, shy!reader, and tooth-rotting fluff. ― Summary: The one where your boyfriend is your biggest fan to the point of turning his account into a fan account or something of the sort. Or, Mick and Yn's relationship through the years. ― A/n: none of the pictures used are mine, they are all from Pinterest and other apps, but the work is and I do not allow it to be published on a different platform. I would appreciate it if those things could be taken into consideration 💛

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2020

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ynusername what a beautiful season! super proud of my blondie :)

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mickschumacher thank you for being by my side through it all! I love you, pretty ❤️

user2 Yn you're amazing, but coffee with ice and milk is a crime!

collegefriend congrats, mick, the whole class was rooting for you!! 🥳

⤷ collegefriend2 the whole class: our friend group that happens to have seven people in it lol

jackdoohan send me the pics you took 🙏🏻🙏🏻

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mickschumacher Yes, we decided to adopt! Meet Angie Yln-Schumacher 🐶❤️

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jackdoohan omg you two look like a fifty years old couple sometimes 🥸

⤷ mickschumacher that sounds so single of you, I might have to ignore 🤨

ginaschumacher omg bring her to the ranch asap!!!!!! (also, you look perfect on this set, yn!!! ❤️❤️❤️)

⤷ ynusername love you, G 💖

user05 can Yn please share her skin care routine with us? home girl is glowing!!!

ynsfriend the shirt omg hahahaha I love you guys sm

username1 Angie is so cute!!

ynusername 🩷🩷🩷

2021

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ynusername went vroom vroom this weekend 💙

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user03 I am so ready for the paddock pics aaaa

mickschumacher love you, pretty!

⤷ ynusername love you more, blondie <3

oconzinho31 omg so this is his gf?? She’s stunning!!!!

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mickschumacher had a great week ❤️

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estebanocon it was nice catching up with you guys

⤷ ferrarifanatic he says as if they weren't together every weekend lol

⤷ schumashoes nah but they were gossiping I'm sure, during the weekend the focus is racing

ynusername 💞💞

lancestroll 🥂🥂

charlesleclown I wanted to be Yn sm. Can you imagine being this pretty and also dating Mick Schumacher?!

2022

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ynusername 💛 a little throwback time to Angie a year ago

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ginaschumacher omg I'm so used to seeing Angie that I didn't notice she lost her puppy face

lilymhe 🤍🤍🤍

1directionpaddock all of her dumps are so aesthetic, I'm in love

yukilover Yn you should show your face more, you're so pretty 💘

mickschumacher my princess and my queen ❤️

⤷ ynusername yeah, Angie is our little queen 💗

⤷ mickschumacher you're my queen, silly 😜

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mickschumacher week's dump

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lancestroll where am I? 🤨

⤷ estebanocon you were gossiping with Yn and Albon

⤷ ynusername as if you weren't gossiping in the last pic huh

⤷ strollingaround LMAO get them, queen!

hamiltontouch can someone make a fan account for Yn clothes? I need all of her sets, they're too perfect!!

lewishamilton ❤️❤️

rbrvettel can we keep seb forever please? :(

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ynusername It's the most beautiful time of the year 💚❤️🤍

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ginaschumacher one more xmas together 🥰

mercmick I WANNA LIVE ON THIS DUMP!

jackdoohan 💚

mickschumacher every time is the most beautiful time of the year as long as I'm with you

⤷ ynusername you're so cheesy

⤷ mickschumacher just for you 😚

monzasainz I wanna cry they're so cute

2023

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mickschumacher month dump: sza concert, we adopted a sister for Angie, and we're moving to a bigger place 🤍

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estebanocon now you're a father of two

interlagoshamilton Mick account is actually a fan account for Yn I said what I said 🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️

⤷ tauritsunoda and you’re right, bestie!

happyricciardo I wanna be loved the way Yn is, get flowers, and praises, and have a man obsessed with me the way Mick is with her *crying in single*

hammert1m3 THEY'RE MOVING TO A BIGGER PLACE CUZ NOW THEY HAVE TWO DOGS, AND DKGJDKHJD OMG IM SO HAPPY BUT IM CRYING

ynusername I love you forever, blondie 💗 here to many more years together

⤷ mickschumacher I love you the most, Schatzi

lilymhe 🤎🤎 ily guys!

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taesanrot · 21 days

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[love these days] eunseok x f!reader | 3.3k best friends to lovers, implied college au, making out, alc consumption, mutual pining, mls are both a lil dumb, cute n fluffy w a lil smut n angst syn. in which you drunkenly attempt to prove to your friends that you have absolutely no feelings towards your best friend (spoiler alert... you fail) note. storyline is based off of the manhwa these days love special! it's a super cute one shot and a comfort read for me so you guys should check it out. ++ thank u so so much for the support on the teaser, i honestly wrote it on a whim but i'm v proud of this fic so i hope u guys like it as welll <3

you winced at how loud your friends were yelling, sipping on your drink in a weak attempt to calm your nerves. you'd foolishly thought that coming out to drink with your friends would lift up your mood after your terrible week.

you were immediately proven wrong, chaewon and anton's loud arguing was making your head hurt and you just wanted to go home and snuggle into your blanket.

staring at the table top, you lost yourself in your own racing thoughts. you were pulled out of your trance as shotaro nudged you. you looked up at him drearily, and he gave you a sad smile, ruffling your hair.

"what's up? you seem downer than usual." you gave him a weak half smile, opening your mouth to answer his question. you were interrupted by a loud outburst from sohee.

"what do you guys think about guys and girls being best friends? do you think they can stay platonic?" the entire table erupted with noise, everyone drunkenly chiming in to answer his question.

"what on earth are you saying sohee? of course they can!"

"don't you know if you like someone the second you meet them? how can you catch feelings after being friends?"

"kissing my guy friends sounds fucking disgusting, yall stay safe."

you stayed silent, knowing better than to respond -- you already answered sohee's question with your own traitorous heart. you glanced at the table next to yours, eyes landing on the reason you were keeping your mouth shut.

your best friend, song eunseok.

who you were, unfortunately, in love with.

you and eunseok had met in during your college orientation, finding that your personalities clicked quite well as you discussed your respective majors and classes. the rest was history, you two bonded fast, and you quickly became one of his closest friends. it didn't help that the two of you lived in the same apartment complex, meaning that you basically ended up walking home together everyday.

it became a routine, even if the two of you had separate plans you'd meet up somewhere and walk back together

if you were being honest to yourself, you'd been attracted to eunseok from the day you'd met him.

sometimes, you'd think back to the early days of your and eunseok's friendship and wondered how you'd manage to not confess right then and there. chasing the high of the closeness of your friendship had satisfied you somehow.

these days, though, you started to think that you were losing your mind. your feelings for eunseok have only grown stronger as time has passed, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to maintain your usual subtlety.

you felt like you were at your wit's end, ready to confess and be over all of this. and a couple days ago, you had been planning to do just that.

[...]

you reread eunseok's text in confusion, hoping you were walking in the right direction.

you had just gotten out of your last class, and eunseok had texted you to meet him and some other friends on the building's rooftop. you walked around a corner, recognize the back of eunseok's head and his terrible posture.

he was sitting at some picnic tables with two underclassman. just as you were about to wave, you hear one of the other boys speak.

"y/n.... as in kim y/n? you two are pretty close huh, eunseok?" you immediately darting back around the corner, hoping they hadn't seen you yet.

you pulse thrummed under your skin. they were talking about you. you felt your breath hitch as you heard eunseok's tired voice.

"cmon, you know it's not like that, sohee" sohee's loud laugh rang through the air.

"you wish it was though, don't you seokie?" a third voice, hong seunghan, chimed in. you cupped a hand over your mouth to suppress your nervous laughter. you heard eunseok shift in his seat before he spoke the words that would ruin your week.

"y/n.... she's nice and i like her. she's not even close to my type, though."

your face twitched and you clenched your hands into fists, nails digging crescents into your palms. you had to get out of here, and get out of there you did.

turning in the direction you'd come from minutes ago, you disappeared down the stairs, bolting to the comfort of your apartment. you shot eunseok a text later and make up an excuse, saying something came up on the way there. he never questioned it, thankfully.

[...]

remembering it made your shoulders sag, and you sighed for what had to be the 30th time that night, taking another swig from your beer.

of course you of all people would get rejected before you even had the chance to confess. you finally tuned back into the conversation. to your dismay, sungchan had begun to gush over his girlfriend of five years.

"it doesn't matter what i think, i'm already locked in for good." everyone rolled their eyes as he turned his phone around to show you guys pictures of his girlfriend, jiwoo, pictures that everyone had already seen a million times.

"isn't she so cute? i miss her, she's so busy these days."

huffing slightly, you felt your eyes waver over to the table next to yours. to certain brown haired boy, more importantly.

normally, eunseok would be drinking with you and your friends, but he was supposed to be getting to know some of the people in his major department better.

one of the students in question was doe-eyed underclassman sullyoon. your stomach turned uncomfortably as you watched her prettily laugh at eunseok's quips, covering her mouth politely and crinkling her eyes ever so slightly. it was impossible for you to look away as she unabashedly flirted with your best friend; the sight was almost nauseating.

jealousy tore through you, an eerie sadness filling you up from bottom to top. she was just his type, you realized, the epiphany making your mood even worse than it already was. today was the worst.

sullyoon's advances and your completely-not-subtle staring didn't go unnoticed by shotaro either.

"guess she's laid her claim on eunseok, huh?" he joked, nudging your side playfully. you dreadfully gulped down the last of your beer.

"how would i know?" you spoke gloomily, and a frown slowly etched itself onto shotaro's face as he put together the pieces in front of him.

his gaze remained on your dull figure for a moment longer before he suddenly sat up and gasped, grabbing your attention.

"guys, we're forgetting about the closest guy and girl here! aren't you best friends with song eunseok, y/n?" your eyes widen as shotaro's words boom through the bar. after a short pause, your friends went into uproar.

"hey, you're right, taro"

"do you like eunseok, y/n?"

"oh my god do you think they've kissed"

the words coming out of shotaro's mouth reached your ears almost in slow motion. your posture stiffened and you coughed roughly in shock, looking over to make eye contact with an unamused eunseok. his table had fallen into silence as well, everyone listening and waiting for what you had to say.

oh god, does he think i told him to say that? he's gonna think i like him. fuck fuck fuck.

alcohol tainted thoughts ran through your head as you panicked, trying to think of ways to shut down the conversation as quick as possible.

"you guys are crazy. me and eunseok could shower together and i still wouldn't catch feelings" seriously? that was the best you could think of?

berating yourself internally, you tried your hardest to fake nonchalance and act like that blatant lie wasn't tearing you in two. you glanced over at your best friend again, his expression unreadable. there was no going back; you really had to get over eunseok now.

tearing your gaze away from him, you downed the rest of your beer and glared at osaki shotaro's back.

[...]

"it's too earlyyyy we can't go home" chaewon half spoke and half shrieked, arm wrapped around sohee's shoulder.

"let's go to karaoke!" seunghan chirped, his suggestion earning cheers. you and eunseok both stepped away from the group, saying quiet goodbyes and excusing yourselves to walk back home. your friends cheered seeing the two of you walk away together, and you wished a hole would open in the ground and swallow you whole.

"god i feel like shit" you groaned, rubbing your forehead drearily. eunseok chuckled at your frazzled state, tugging the sleeve of your jacket and pulling you closer to him.

you held your breath as he playfully tugged the hood of your zip up over your face, laughing at the way you sputtered curses at him. the two of you bantered like this almost all the way until your place. when the two of your finally fell into a peaceful silence, you spoke.

"sullyoon seemed pretty into you." you craned your neck and tilted your gaze to the dark sky, hoping the boy next to you wouldn't be able to notice the sadness in your eyes. eunseok rolled his eyes at your question and coughed.

"did she, now?" playing dumb, he smirked at the way your gaze whipped to his face, staring at him incredulously. he hadn't helped himself to nearly as many drinks as you, a slight buzz coursing through his veins.

"i mean i found it pretty obvious." this time, eunseok laughed loudly. you really couldn't hold yourself back at all when you were wasted. your eyebrows furrowed and a blush ran across your cheeks at his laughter and response.

usually, you were pretty careful with how much you drank around your best friend, not wanting to unintentionally expose the feelings your fought so hard to hide from him.

unfortunately, past you did not anticipate shotaro's quips or the events of the past few days, the frustration leading you to allow yourself more drinks than usual.

the front door of your apartment complex came into view before eunseok could answer you. looking at your flushed face and droopy eyes, he decided it'd be best for him to help you to your place. the two of you rode in the elevator in silence, opening to your floor. you're face contorted in confusion as eunseok stepped out as well, hand coming to rest on your back as he led you to your unit.

"what're you doing?" you slurred at him. the fresh air had done nothing to sober you up, and eunseok rolled his eyes with a smile.

"making sure you actually make it to your bed." he fished your keys out of your pocket for you and opened the door to your small apartment. slightly tripping over your feet, you walked in and kicked off your shoes.

before you could even think of slumping onto the floor or your kitchen, eunseok grabbed your shoulders and led you to your room, laughing as you swatted his hands and sat on your bed.

you groaned as you leaned back and laid on your bed, exhaustion catching up to you. you brought a hand up to shield your eyes from the dizzying ceiling light. feeling the bed dip slightly next to you, you turned your gaze to eunseok. he was sitting right next to your laying figure, hand coming up to rub your shoulder lightly.

"cmon, you gotta actually get ready for bed." eunseok sighed and shook his head, pinching your neck and earning another groan.

after a painfully long amount of time, eunseok had managed to get you off your bed and into the bathroom. he helped your wipe off your leftover makeup and made sure you took out your contacts and brushed your teeth.

routine complete and pajamas adorned, you stood and stared at your awaiting bed, something stopped your from getting in and slipping underneath the covers.

eunseok turned off the lights in your bathroom and the rest of your apartment before returning to your bedroom with a glass of water.

"here, have some water." after seeing your stilled figure still standing next to the head of the bed, his eyebrows furrowed.

"are you okay?" the boy inquired. he reached his hand out to rest on the small of your back, but you turned and sat down on the bed before he had the chance.

"seokie..." you mumbled softly. eunseok felt his cheeks burn at the nickname the rolled off your drunken tongue. you'd only used it a few times -- almost always when you were intoxicated. eunseok never found it in him to tell you he loved it.

"i lied earlier, i'm sorry." you stared at your socked toes and eunseok's brows furrowed in confusion. lied? what is she talking about?

"about what?" you looked up to meet eunseok's eyes. they bored into you, sending a shiver down your spine as your mouth suddenly dried up. clearing your throat slightly, the secret you had been keeping for so long slipped from your lips.

"i can't shower with you." well, not quite. eunseok chuckled lightly at your serious tone.

"what? why does that matter?" he pried further, chuckling at your pout. you didn't find this situation amusing, all of the memories of eunseok rejecting you flowing back into your mind. letting out a tearful sigh, your face fell into your hands with a loud smack.

"i can't because i already have feelings for you!" eunseok's lazy smile dropped immediately, not only at the fact that you just confessed to him, but also because you were now crying into your hands.

"i like you so much, i'm sorry seokie. sohee was right about me." you sniffled and cried even harder into your hands, not realizing eunseok kneeling in front of you. your crying subsided as eunseok's hands wrapped around yours, pulling them away from your teary face.

"you're seriously something else." your best friend smiled at your teary eyes and red nose. even while crying you looked so adorable to him. you opened your mouth to whine at him but he placed a finger over your lips, continuing.

"i can't shower with you either, y/n" your face crumpled even more.

"because i'm not even close to your type! i already know that, you asshole." it was your turn to stare in confusion as eunseok laughed and shook his head.

"no, don't you get it?" a thick silence hung in the air as you racked your brain for any possible explanation.

because he wants to keep things platonic? no, that can't be it. or maybe ...

no.

does he... like me?

eunseok watched the gears turn in your head, seeing your face fill with realization before you spoke.

"do you l-" eunseok didn't give you a chance to finish your question, moving forward and swiftly capturing your lips in his own.

you made a noise of surprise before shutting your eyes, reaching for his shirt to pull him on top of you. eunseok was gentle as ever with you, laying you down on the bed slowly. hovering over you, he let his tongue run across your bottom lip, coaxing your mouth further open so he could taste more of you.

you sighed out in satisfaction as you felt his warm tongue explore your mouth. you don't know how long you'd been waiting for this moment. running your hands along the blades of his shoulders, you pressed them into his back, hugging him close as if he might disappear.

entangling his legs with yours, breathing the same air as you, eunseok wanted to capture this moment and lock it in his memory forever. he decided instead to let you know how he felt through his lips and hands, easing his fingers through your hair and sucking your bottom lip.

as he pulled away and the two of you watched the string of saliva connecting your lips, you wondered how you managed to bottle up your feelings for the boy above you for as long as you did.

twisting the hem of your shirt, eunseok looked into your eyes with a hooded gaze, drunk off of you.

"can i?"

[...]

opening your eyes slowly, you registered your surroundings. you were snuggled in bed, wrapped in your comforter.

as you mind flashed with the memories of the bar last night, you shot up in bed.

"morning." you screamed at the greeting, turning to see eunseok laying next to you in your bed, scrolling through his phone lazily.

"what are you-" you question was interrupted by a loud noise from the boy's stomach.

"ugh, i'm so hungry, lemme go pee and let's get something to eat, yeah?" eunseok fought to hide his laugh as he watched you scratch the back of neck in confusion.

[...]

you stared at eunseok intensely as he ate his burger and fries like a starved man. you and your best friend were seated in nearby diner. you wished you knew what eunseok was thinking; he hadn't brought up the events of the night before and you were starting to think they didn't even happen. not to mention your memory was pretty foggy following eunseok helping you to your room anyways.

you hoped nothing happened past the two of you making out; you'd really want to remember sleeping with eunseok if you did. looking up at eunseok nonchalantly sipping on his coke, your patience ran out.

"we didn't sleep together, right?" eunseok swallowed his drink slowly, letting your question hang in the air for the moment before answering.

"what do you remember?" he inquired and you exhaled shallowly.

"kissing. and you took off my shirt i think." the boy in front of you smiled. he was secretly very happy you remembered the night before. he'd be a little bothered if he was the only one who remembered your first kiss together.

"yeah, you passed out like right after that." he chuckled, watching your face turn bright red. chewing your bottom lip, you turned your focus back to your food. eunseok smiled softly at you. he thought you were too cute for your own good.

[...]

walking back to your apartment, you turned to eunseok.

"you never told me if you liked me." eunseok stopped in his tracks, turning to look at you in disbeilef.

"the making out wasn't enough of an answer for you?" he laughed as you smacked his arm, hoping no one passing by heard eunseok's crass answer.

"song eunseok!" smiling like you were the only person in the world, eunseok grabbed your hand and laced his fingers with yours.

"y/n, i like you too. will you go out with me?" swinging your arms, he pouted at you, waiting for answer.

"ugh, you're so corny." snatching your hand out of his grasp, you jokingly walked away from the boy, giggling.

"hey! you're the one with a crush on me!" he chased after you, laughing as he wrapped his arms around you and locked you in his grasp. turning in his arms to face him, you met his brown eyes and smiled prettily.

"i'd love to go out with you."

[bonus — the day eunseok "rejected" you]

"y/n.... she's nice and i like her. she's not even close to my type, though."

eunseok's words hung in the air as he searched for the right way to express his thoughts. just hearing your name made his cheeks flush pink. balancing his chin in his hand, he continued.

"somehow though, she seems prettier every time i see her." this earned a loud cheer from the two boys.

"eunseok hyung, you really surprised me." seunghan laughed at the eunseok's dopey smile.

"could you guys please keep it a secret for me?"

...

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pin-k-ink · 13 days

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temptation // gojo satoru

tw ⇢ implied age gap, teacher-student relationship, highly suggestive

wc ⇢ 755 words

Gojo blamed the intense heat for making him see things. Or maybe it was his sexual frustration finally catching up to him because he swore he saw your plump butt, barely covered by Hello Kitty panties, hanging over the first-floor window. He knew it was you immediately, mostly because you were the only student who was stupid enough to try and climb out of the first-floor window, and partially because you were also notorious for collecting Hello Kitty merch. Apparently, the merch didn't just stop at small knick-knacks and plushies, judging by your underwear.

Your small feet kicked at the wall, one knee still perched on the windowsill, your entire torso still inside the building. Gojo contemplated whether he should just ignore you and go about his day because if it were any other student, it'd be a pretty uncomfortable encounter. But this was you, the baby of his class – cute and naive but an absolute menace in combat, a combination he adored wholeheartedly.

He stood there on the ground for a while, staring at your ass. Not to be a creep, but damn, you had a great ass. It was all plump and perky, accentuated by the fattest, juiciest thighs he'd ever seen. More often than not, he'd wonder what it would feel like to be crushed by them. He wasn't the only one. He once saw Yuji get a nosebleed after getting headlocked by your thighs. The moment your thighs circled around his head and trapped him, he had given up instantly and went limp. It was amusing, to say the least, but Gojo couldn't blame him. He had a rule not to lust after his students; perhaps you could be the only exception.

He let out a sharp whistle and watched, amused, as your body tensed. "What're you doing up there?" he teased with a small smirk, his eyes roaming over your exposed skin.

You fumbled to get inside quickly, but you lost your footing on the windowsill. Gojo's heart nearly stopped as he watched you fall, your stomach colliding painfully with the side of the window. Without thinking, he rushed forward, his arms outstretched to catch you.

You landed in his arms with a soft thud, and Gojo couldn't help but notice how perfectly you fit against his body. He held you close for a moment, relishing the feeling of your warmth, before gently setting you down.

You hunched over, clutching your stomach as small tears sprung to the corners of your eyes. Gojo felt a pang of concern, but he kept his hands in his pockets, waiting for you to acknowledge him.

After a while, you slowly looked up at him, your eyes meeting his. Gojo felt his breath catch in his throat at the sight of your flushed cheeks and parted lips.

"Sensei... I, uh... thank you for catching me," you mumbled, your voice barely above a whisper.

Gojo chuckled, trying to ignore the way his heart raced at the sound of your voice. "You know, if you wanted to sneak out, you could've just used the door. But I guess that wouldn't have been as entertaining, would it?" he teased, his signature smirk still plastered on his face.

You pouted, averting your eyes. "I wasn't sneaking out! I was just... getting some fresh air."

"Fresh air, huh? In your Hello Kitty underwear?" Gojo couldn't resist teasing you further, enjoying the way you squirmed under his gaze.

"Shut up! It's laundry day, okay?" you huffed, crossing your arms over your chest.

Gojo's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Well, next time you decide to get some 'fresh air,' make sure you've got a spotter. Wouldn't want you to fall and hurt yourself."

You rolled your eyes, but Gojo could see the small smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "Yeah, yeah. I'll keep that in mind."

As you turned to walk away, Gojo let his gaze linger on your retreating form, admiring the way your curves moved with each step. He knew he shouldn't be thinking about you in that way, but damn, it was getting harder and harder to resist.

With a sigh, he shook his head and turned to head back inside, silently promising himself that he'd keep his less-than-pure thoughts in check. After all, you were his student, and he had a responsibility to maintain a professional relationship.

But deep down, he knew that promise was going to be a difficult one to keep, especially with you constantly testing his self-control, whether you realized it or not.

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jadeylovesmarvelxo · 2 months

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Billy asks you out but you have no idea its because Jason paid him to and it's for revenge against Hellfire.

Eddie, is pissed about your date but his protective side comes out when he finds out what happened.

Reader is Hoppers niece in this story. She can be adopted or through family, it's up to you. 💕

Jealousy, protective Eddie, fluff. Minors dni, 18+ don't copy, translate or repost my work.

Season four Au, Billy is alive.

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Tonight should have been a good night. It was your first date in a while and you were hoping it went well. You should have realised it was doomed from the start, especially as it had caused you and Eddie to have a really bad fight.

He wasn't happy about your date with Billy and an argument between the two of you erupted during lunch two days ago, you hadn't spoke to each other since then.

It made sitting at the Hellfire table very awkward and poor Dustin had given up trying to get the two of you to talk to each other.

According to Eddie there was no way that Billy had changed, he'd only hurt you, etc. You were a believer in second chances, though maybe you should have been more wary just like Eddie said.

Billy had taken you to see some new horror movie and invited you to hang out with a friend of his after.

The minute that Jason showed up at the end of your date alarm bells rang in your head. He walked right up to Billy and handed him a hundred bucks, sneering at you and then turning back to Billy.

"Wow. Well done dude, this went better than I thought" Jason laughed and Billy had this stupid smirk on his face.

It was a bet Billy explained. A hundred bucks to date you, cause some friction with Eddie and then let you find out, humiliating you. It was Jason's idea for revenge on Hellfire, it left you feeling sick to your stomach and Jason's laughter followed you along the way, as you raced out of the movie theatre.

Now you were back at home. Tears running down your cheeks and your heart aching, you can't believe you were so stupid to give Billy a chance. Not only were you humiliated but Eddie wasn't speaking to you either.

The thought of facing Jason tomorrow at school made you toss and turn all night, however you were determined to get back at the asshole one way or another.

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Jason's smug smirk at seeing you first thing soon disappeared when in art class your paint supplies accidentally went over his lucky letterman jacket.

You adopted your most innocent expression when the teacher asked you if it was an accident, acted flustered and said you were sorry to Jason.

When the teachers back was turned the apologetic expression vanished from your face and you smirked at an enraged Jason.

"Paybacks a bitch huh?"

That felt really good. However your good mood vanished as soon as it was lunchtime. Eddie was still grumpy and the tension between the two of you was awful.

Between this and the disappointment that your first date in ages was just a stupid bet, you were feeling close to tears. All it took was Gareth turning to you, giving a nervous glance to Eddie then asking how the date went for you to almost crumble.

"I don't want to talk about it" you mumble and Eddie looks at you for the first time in days, folds his arms across his chest and huffs annoyed.

"Jesus h christ, so you ignore my advice and it turns out exactly how I thought it would?" his tone chips away at your bruised heart and you meet Eddie's gaze.

You try to act nonchalant but the facade quickly fades and your lip wobbles, the ache in your chest hurting again. The anger leaves Eddie's eyes immediately.

"It was a bet okay! So you were right Eddie. Billy is still an asshole and he got paid by Jason to humiliate me" you snap and gather your stuff not wanting to hear Eddie say I told you so.

If you were being honest some part of you deep down only went on this date to see how Eddie would react. For a while you suspected he might have feelings for you.

Obviously you were wrong. He didn't want you that way. Maybe he was wondering why Billy even wanted to date you in the first place.

Whatever. You didn't need this shit from him and promptly walked away from the Hellfire table.

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Eddie couldn't remember the last time he had been this mad. The very feeling coursing through his veins, had propelled him to seek out Jason and he found the asshole laughing with one of his douchebag friends.

"Hey Munson, you ask your friend how her date went last night? Jason throws the jibe at him, smirks and fist bumps his friend.

His amusement only lasts for a few seconds because he soon sees the look in Eddie's eyes, the one that sends him scampering back and turning paler by the minute.

"You stay away from me freak. I mean it" Eddie ignores him, moves closer to Jason and glares at him.

"Let's get one thing straight Carver. You wanna mess with me then fine, you don't use my friends to do it. Especially not her, understand?" Carver isn't so cocky now, merely nods as his friend hightails it in the other direction.

"Why do you think I went after her freak. She's like your weakness or something" Eddie stills as Jason's words hit him. The thing is the douchebag wasn't wrong.

"I mean it man. You hurt even the tiniest hair on her head I swear you'll regret it" he pushes him away and then stalks off making plans to deal with Billy next.

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The opportunity presents itself the next day when Billy as per usual came to the trailer for his weeks supply of weed, "a little something to deal with living in this shithole town" Billy would say and in all honesty Eddie agreed with him.

Well until he decided to fuck with you. Now as far as Eddie was concerned, Billy Hargrove could go and fuck himself.

Just the sight of him coming into the trailer with his signature smirk and an expectant look, set Eddie's teeth on edge and then Billy makes it worse, subtly rubs in what he's done.

"Got a windfall this week Munson so hit me with the good stuff" Eddie has to dig his nails into his hands to stop himself from doing something stupid, like lunging at this smug asshole. He can't believe Billy would have the fucking audacity to be so boastful about what he done.

Not that he expected that Billy would give a fuck about hurting you but he figured there might be guilt or some shit. His jaw tightens and he shoots Billy a dark look.

"Yeah there's nothing here for you dude, you're cut off" he stares coldly at Billy, who looks offended that Eddie is refusing to give him anything.

"You can't do that Munson, I'm a paying customer so give me my fucking weed" the harshness in Billy's tone barely effects Eddie, he's too pissed at what Billy has done to give a fuck about how angry this douchebag is.

"I don't want it man. You think you can hurt my girl and I'd still sell you shit? You're lucky I don't beat your ass, might land me a broken arm or some shit but it would be worth it"

Billy snorts "All of this for her" he points to you and Eddie swears, he didn't realise you had arrived and had heard everything, standing at the trailer door looking stunned.

"All of it. Now fuck off dude" he gestures to the door and Billy scoffs and marches up to him.

"You know I could tell the chief all about your dealing and shit. He'd fast track you to jail and you'd be exactly like daddy" Eddie's fist tightens at Billy's threat but he ignores it, the asshole is talking shit.

"Go ahead. Sure Hop would love to know that you messed with his niece and humiliated her. Bet you'll be right at the top of his Christmas card list dude" Billy's eyes widen, then he swears and storms out of the trailer.

Heat gathers in Eddie's cheeks as you walk over to him. The look on your face has him feeling out of sorts, with a desperate need to take you in his arms and kiss you senseless.

But you only saw him as a friend didn't you? That's why he was such a douchebag this week, yeah because of Billy's reputation and he was scared you'd get hurt but also because he was so fucking jealous.

Not that he'd ever tell you how he felt. There was no way he was having that conversation with you. Fuck, now that would be mortifying.

So imagine his shock when you kiss his cheek, so very near his lips that it makes his brain short circuit for a few seconds and he's genuinely stunned.

"Maybe next time we could try a real kiss" you suggest and Eddie comes to with the biggest beaming smile on his face.

"I'd like that princess. That's why I was such a dick this week. I'm sorry, I was jealous that you went a date with Hargrove when I've been wanting to ask you out for months"

He feels like he might explode when you trail your hand up his chest, he's eager to kiss you, touch you and make you his.

"How about you take me on a date right now Eddie? See I figured out that there's no one I'd rather be with than you. Took me some time to realise that but I don't plan on wasting anymore time"

Your words are like music to his ears and the grin doesn't leave his face when you move closer to him and exchange your first kiss.

And just like that you and Eddie were exactly where you were supposed to be.

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bon2bonn · 6 months

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Flowers

Carlos Sainz X leclerc!reader

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Synopsis who? Read and find out.

Words count : 2.8k

Warnings : grammar, cursing, blood, cheating mentioned, overprotective brothers, not proof read, hospitals, arguing , ex! Pierre.

*Anything in (bold italic) is either french or Spanish.

You can read " pt.2 here " and "PT.3 here" and "pt.4 here"

*Let me know if anyone would like part 2 of this✨

Giving her twin and youngest brother keys to her appointment wasn't a great idea, at all . Their once in a while checking in on her turned into crashing whenever they please just to annoy her and raid her kitchen empty , "you always get the good stuff" as they put it .

Reminding them that they both have their own places to stay at whenever they're back home from roaming the world driving their super fast cars , it went in one ear and out the other . So it came down to one of two choices (a). Putting up with their antics and endure it (they're your brothers it's kind of what you're signed up for life being the only girl and having an overprotective twin brother on top of that) , or (b). Snitch on them and tell her Mama .

Snitching won't do . From experience it backfired before , them being the dramatic class A actors they are they put up a sob story of how they missed her , being busy with their careers drifts them apart, and missing on her life and how they wanted to spend time compensating the wasted time away . that got her a scolding of a lifetime from her Mama while they both sat back behind her eating snacks (from her own pantry) and snickering like the little first grade school kids they are .

Enzo being the godsend he is would kick them both to let her breathe . But that won't last long , they always come back . specially when it's time for the Monaco GP . Both would hound her for not attending their races as she used to , guilt tripping her for refusing them flying her out through the season , knowing she'd give in and let them drag her out . Touring around the paddock, introducing her to the new faces and catch up with the familiar ones , and she'd take it as a chance to get back on them , saying how Max and Lewis are the best drivers or how Sebastian is her all time favourite Ferrari driver , which leaves them very annoyed and highly offended , both working restlessly to not let her near any of them or their garages under any circumstances.

But for now they're just mainly here to snoop and munch on her groseries . And as she was about to berate them for barging in, again , the doorbell rang which left her confused as she's not expecting any visitors or any delivery today . Looking back she sighed as none of them made a move to see who's at the door shrugging "it's your place , you should see to it yourself", with a huff she mumbled "if so then what are your lazy asses still doing here!! Huh?" Then head out to answer the still ringing door .

A young man dressed in a uniform stood at her door holding a delicate bouquet of her favourite flowers . Asking hesitantly "miss leclerc?" , She gave him a reassuring smile "yes , how can I help you?" and he visibly let out a sigh of relief handing her the flowers along with a note "a special Delivery specifically for you miss , please sign here to confirm" after signing and thanking him she wished him a good day and shut the door , taking a moment to admire the bouquet delicately wrapped and took notice of the note attached to one of the stems as she was about to smell them . smiling as she read it :

"I saw them and thought of you mi amor , I miss you so"

Pocketing the note and heading to the kitchen to find a suitable vase to put the flowers in , her overly curious brother followed her in , seeing the bouquet and the shy smile on her face , they smelled something weird going on , and it's definitely not the flowers .

They kept on asking about it ," who send them , and why?" She scoffed at that giving them side eyes as she asked " you mean I don't deserve to get followers ? Like why would anyone send them to (ME)? Right?" They both panicked not meaning for her to think that way , apologizing and trying to explain how they're just curious about who might send them , but she just shrugged saying it came without a name or a note on it and went on prepping the stems and adding water before arranging then and taking it out to the living room, setting it proudly in the centre both her brothers glaring at it , both in mild disgust (but none of them would say a word they're her favourite flowers they won't be that mean) , and greatly disturbed as someone out there is sending their precious sister flowers ! , but who's that bastard who knew her favourite flowers and dared to send them to her place ? Who!? . As there's nothing they could do without a note or any idea who might send them they just let it go seeing her smile and how happy she was about them they let it slide , for now . trying to distract her away as they both thought about throwing them along with the vase out the window but they'll hold off of it for now .

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Later that night while putting together outfits for the upcoming weekend , she received a message , asking her if she like the flowers . She laughed as she send a message assuring that she Indeed loved them , but her brothers didn't , sending a picture of both her brothers both glaring at the flowers as if that would welt them faster . The messages went back and forth each one brought a wide fond smile into her lips.

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The weekend rolled in , and both free practices and quali went well , as well as it could go for Charles with his record of unfortunate events this year spcially during home race , starting to believe that Monaco's curse is real as both him and his youngest brother were doomed with bad luck through the weekend .

Her Attending their races and cheering them on the loudest was the highlight of their days , but as for the past couple of years it wasn't the case anymore . Avoiding any race like the plague , with excuses of being busy with work and having to travel elsewhere for events and meetings . But realising how apart that made her feel from her brothers more so with Charles . How time went by without her standing by his side supporting him through his hard times , now more than ever , calls and messages aren't the same as being there to hold his hand after a bad day . So she decided that she won't let anything or anyone scare her away from supporting her brothers.

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After checking in and meeting both Enzo and Arthur chatting and giving her own predictions about the upcoming race , they spotted Charles Giving him a judgemental look as he met them outside hospitality .

He knew what she was about to say " don't start with me " she just kept looking at him " I didn't say anything !" He huffed refusing to listen " what's wrong with it , it's my lucky pants!" Giving him a once over " this thing have nothing to do with luck , it's hideous! That's what it is ! " He argued back " it's not" she gave him a deadpanned look " You look like a walking stop sign!" He looked offended as Arthur tried to cover his laugh with a cough he turn to her glaring lightly " take that back!" , Shrugging she said " I will when you give the clown's pants back to the cercus " . Before he could reach out to tug on her hair as he used to whenever he couldn't win an argument and still do , Enzo smacked his hand away guiding her to move away to not start anything , he scold them both urging her to move along and for Charles to head down to his garage , before he's called out for being late . He dragged his feet giving them three hugs all wishing him luck and to stay safe before heading back .

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Charles huffed in defeat, making his way to meet up with Carlos in his driver's room , both heading to their team's preifing, complaining as he made his way across the paddock , Knocking on his door after he reached it , hearing a faint "come in " he opened the door stepping inside. Finding his teammates hunched form sitting in the corner , sighing before approaching to sit beside him , both exhausted and fed up with their team's failed attempts through out the season, neither the cars nor the strategies are functioning properly , their word not taken seriously as their team kept on pushing on them expecting different results while applying the same failed methods .

Looking around the room he spotted a single flower sitting atop one of the shelves , he let out a tired huff of a laugh turning to Carlos beside him " you got flowers too" that got the Spaniard's attention asking in a distracted Mannar "hum?" , Charles pointed it out to him , getting a faint but genuine smile back " I didn't receive it, I bought it" earning a confused sound of his teammate "why would buy only one flower? " Carlos leaned back " I didn't only buy a single flower , I got them for someone dear to my heart , they're always on my mind and whenever I can I send them flowers to let them know that I'm thinking of them , and I always keep one with me" that got Charles to oooh at him " you're very much so in love mate" Carlos only smiled at him " I am" , Charles smiles at him but adds in confusion "but still ,why do you have one with you ?" He looked at him before finally answering " whenever I give them flowers I always keep one with me , that's like Keeping a piece of them with me , and to know when to get them new flowers to replace the old ones" Charles groaned pushing Carlos "now I feel too miserable and too single ,why can't someone love me like that?!" Carlos laughed at his dramatic friend standing up nudging him to get up "com'on , we have a meeting to attend" Charles groaned again rolling his eyes as he stood too both heading out "it's not like they have anything new to say , the cars are shitty and they'll blame us again " .

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Stepping out of the hospitality she , making her way back to the pit where she left her brothers to go and grab a drink , seeing them deep in conversation with some of their friends she took the chance to stretch her legs and go somewhere less crowded , taking a moment to breathe before going back to the bustling paddock.

But before she could move along , someone called her name , turning back she found Pierre heading her way she gave him a nod as he stood before her " not even a hello? " She just stood her ground giving no reaction " what do you want Gasly?" He feigned hurt as he puts a hand on his heart " chérie, you've wounded me , don't be like that" she rolled her eyes " I have no interest in what you want to say , and I'd appreciate it if you don't waste my time" turning to leave he caught her wrist tugging her back "I was talking to you, you need to listen to what I have to say " she only scoffed at him" and I don't have to listen to anything you have to say , I've listened to you long enough to know how little your words means, now unhand me!" , his grip only tightened as she tried to tug her hand out and before he could retort back , a hand grabbed his causing his hand to loosen up but still not letting go , both looking up finding Carlos who stood before Pierre , his back straight and shoulders tense as he stood to shield her from the other's sight , with her free hand she gripped the back of his shit grounding both herself and him before it escalate into a bigger scene , he gave him a cold stare "let her go" , Pierre only glared at him " this is non of your business Sainz, so run along " he spat out before wincing as the grip on his wrist only got stronger making him release his hold on her "it got everything to do with me , she clearly told you to fuck off" Carlos then twisted his hold hard enough to cause pain but not enough to cause damages , taking a step towards him he promised darkly " touch her again , and you won't have a hand to drive with" releasing him as she tugged at his shirt whispering for him " Carlos, please, he's not worth it " turning to her he took her wrist in his hand delicately inspecting the bruise of a handprint around it , but got cut off as Charles approached them , unaware of what occurred minutes ago " what are you three doing?" His smile dropped as he took in the sight of his sister's bruised wrist, Carlos angry face and Pierre's retreated figure who turned tail when he saw him coming.

He took her hand before she could hide it away asking angrily " who did this !?" Both looked at each other before she shook her head " it's nothing" but Charles didn't take that " how is it nothing! Your whole wrist is bruised up!" Before turning to Carlos with a glare "was it him?" His sister stepped between them trying to calm her brothers rapid thoughts "Non! , Charles please calm down. he helped me! " Charles kept his glare as he looked at her " then who did this !?" She shook her head "I'll tell you , but not here , please!" . Giving them both an irritated look but backing out as people started to wander around , giving his teammate a harsh glare before moving on without a word , keeping his temper down until he gets an explanation from her .

She turned to Carlos with a worried frown taking his hand in hers to give him a reassuring squeeze trying to brave herself before facing her brothers wrath , they planned on telling him about what's been going on between them , but they didn't expect it to be like this . He held hers with both hands giving her knuckles a gentle kiss before giving her bruised wrist one too , trying to comfort her as best as he could before having to let her face her very much angry brother on her own addressing her gently "I could come with you mi Vida , you don't have to do this alone" , smiling at him she shook her head at his words "I have to tell him , at least by telling him it'll get the burden off of our shoulders and I don't want things to turn between you two, I know how he'll get once he finds out and I don't want him to say or do anything that he'll regret " he reluctantly lets her hand go nodding in understanding of what she meant but still concerned about her "alright, but you call me the moment it over , I don't care whenever , you call and I'll be on your doorsteps the moment you need me , if I have to face him then so be it . nothing would keep me away from you , ok?" She nodded in agreement giving his cheek a light peck before turning to follow her brothers steps .

On her way out she met with Enzo who frowned upon seeing their faces , hers filled with worry and doubt , and his is twisted in mild irritation upon seeing her wrist but kept his mouth shut as she hastly told him they were going to talk , immediately understanding what she meant ushering her to go with a worried look while praying that it won't turn into a disastrous mess , Holding back a curious Arthur who was about to follow them , shaking his head while telling him quietly he'll explain it to him later , standing back watching as they disappear beyond the gates of the paddock .

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Just Thinking about bully!eddie

calling fem!reader at home.

18+

The phone on your nightstand rings and wakes you up from a deep sleep. You look at the clock on your wall and it’s quarter to 1 in the morning. You ignore the ringing and roll over to try to go back to sleep.

But the phone rings again. And again. And AGAIN. you finally rip the receiver off the base and rasp out a tired “Hello?”

“Fuck babe why do I have to call so many times before you answer?” Eddie growls into the phone. You shake your head, trying to wake up and wrap your head around what’s happening.

“Eddie?” You ask. “Eddieee?” He mocks in a nasally, girly tone. “Yeah it’s fucking Eddie. What’s wrong with you, your voice sounds weird.” “M’sick.” You say, throat sore and dry. “Think I have a cold.”

“S’that why you weren’t at school today?” He asks you. You hate missing school but it’s a Friday so you figure not much happens right before the weekend anyway.

“Mhm.” You respond. “We had a pop quiz in algebra. Do you know what that means?” You do. Eddie always copies off of you in math. “Um.. you didn’t have anyone to copy off of?” “That’s right. So if I fail this class, it’s going to be your fault.”

You wince at his words. “I’m sorry Eddie but I didn’t know there’d be a quiz. That’s kind of what the word pop means.” “You think I don’t know that? You trying to call me stupid, slut?” “No, I just don’t want to argue with you. I wanna go back to sleep.” “I’m coming over. Need to teach you what happens when you talk back.” “Eddie no!” You yell as loud as possible without waking your parents down the hall.

“I don’t wanna get you sick.” “I don’t care. I need to see you.” “You’ll wake up my parents. They’ll be so mad Eddie please.” You try to reason with him.

You hear him take a deep sigh before a rustling sound. “Fine. If I can’t come over then you’re going to help me.” “Help you? How?” “Tell me what you’re wearing.” You roll your eyes. He’s such a perv. But if this gets him off your back for the night, so be it.

“Uhm…” you look down at your pj’s. “I’m wearing black stretchy panties and an old Hawkins High T-shirt.” “Mmm what do your panties look like?” He asks breathily. You hear a slapping sound behind him. “They’re like a bikini cut.. I don’t know. Kinda tight but stretchy and thin. They’re comfy.”

He makes a pained groan sound. “I wish I could see you in them. I was so pissed when you weren’t at school today. I miss-” he cut himself off with a moan. Your heart starts to race as you start to feel a throbbing between your legs. “You… you missed me today?” You ask nervously.

He chuckles a little, breath still shallow. “Shut up. Take off your shirt. What do your tits look like? Describe them.” The slapping sound is louder now, and an occasional wet schlick sound. You do as he tells you, slipping your top over your head. The cool air of your room makes your nipples pull tight and get hard.

“Ok… uhm my… my tits are round and squishy? And my nipples are… uhm…” “I bet they’re nice and hard huh, babe? Bet you want me to suck them and fuck your tight virgin pussy don’t you?”

Before you can answer him, he’s groaning painfully into the phone. “Fuck fuck y/n!” He’s repeating your name. “Shit I need a towel, hold on.” You wait a few seconds for him to come back. You pull your shirt back on, nipples popping through the thin fabric, your panties too soaked to keep wearing.

“You still there?” He asks breathlessly. “Yeah I’m here.” “Such a good girl for me. I feel a lot better now.” You smile against the phone, not sure why he’s being so nice all of a sudden but really liking how it feels. His voice can be so scary and cold but sometimes, like right now, it’s cute and light. Almost sweet. He reminds you of a puppy.

“I should go to bed Eddie. My cold medicine is making me really sleepy.” You tell him. He sighs and he almost sounds.. disappointed? It makes your stomach flutter that he doesn’t want you to go.

“Listen…” he starts. “The other night, at the party. When you sat on my lap when we smoked…” “Yeah?” You urged him on. What will he say? He liked being that close to you? He liked your fingers in his hair? He wants to smoke with you again?

“You probably got sick from that. Passing the joints around. You need a stronger immune system.” He says with a laugh. “Drink more orange juice.” Is all he says before hanging up.

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Ride 767: Rivalry between warlords

Pag 2

1: Hahaha!

2: Two people are coming up!!

Who is it?

What a force!

Uh... those jerseys... that orange hair....!!

3: It's Sohoku's second year, Kaburagi!!

Hahaha, sorry for the wait! A hero always arrives late!!

Pag 3 / 4

They gathered from all over the country.... to decide the strongest in Japan!!

Pag 5

1: Two people from Sohoku caught up to the lead!!

Uh... Sohoku

Sohoku... and it's two of them!!

2: Senpai, is he strong?

That's the guy who last year competed until the end against Hakogaku for the sprint battle of the first day!!

3: I'll say it again

4: Hahaha, sorry for the wait! A hero always arrives late!!

He really said it a second time!! Does he like that sentence so much!?

Pag 6

1: “Join the lead” completed, Issa!!

Hahaha just as we planned, Danchiku!!

Pag 7

6: Senpai, the fact that they're here

7: means that are chances of winning are lower, right? It means big troubles for us, who used our legs, jumped ahead and got here with so much efforts, right!?

8: That's not a “hero” at all!! Rather, it's the opposite!!

Pag 8

1: Come forward if you wanna be defeated

2: Such an overwhelming confidence!! What arrogant attitude!! Ug!! Ah!?

3: But, somehow, he's a little cool!!

4: Wait wait wait

Wait!!

Pag 9

1: Small, small

You're small!! Sohoku!!

Ah?

2: A man's strength is “thickness”!!

3: Oh

4: Just now there was a guy from Nagoya who also didn't know

Just

5: Tch

6: I wanna make you understand by strength!!

Pag 10

1: Look at this thick neck!!

2: This thick waist!!

3: If you ride a first-class road-bike you should understand too!!

A thick waist is the trunk of your body!! And the trunk is the most important muscle to turn your legs and move your bike forward!!

4: And then, the “neck”!!

5: The heaviest part of the body.... the head accounts for one-fifth of the body

And it supports it from the side!! In other sports, the head is supported by the spine, only in cycling it's supported only by your neck's muscles!! That thickness stabilizes all your movements!!

6: These two things are “thick”!!

Do you understand what it means?

7: Kaburagi-kun!!

Pag 11

1: Let's race!!

2: No need for words, let's speak with our legs!!

How 'bout until the second roadsign!?

4: No problem

5: I'll entertain you!!

6: You'll recognize the “thickness”!!

7: The race between those two is starting!!

Pag 12

1: The thickest volcano in Japan is Sakurajima!!

Pag 13

1: The thickest radish in Japan is the Sakurajima radish

2: Kagoshima's Oosumi jumped ahead!!

Oosumi-kun!! His killer phrase came out!!

3: An explosive acceleration, just like a volcano's eruption!!

4: And his trunk.... his thick trunk

5: is moving forward like a log in a flowing in rapids!!

Pag 14

1: They call me “the raging log of Kagoshima, Oosumi”!!

My way of running is crushing everything!!

2: On the other hand, Sohoku's Issa got a late start!!

3: And his pedaling doesn't even have any explosive power

4: Is his condition not good!?

Pag 15

1: He's pedaling so... unconcerned...

He's just pedaling.... huh!?

4: and yet....

6: He caught up to Oosumi!!

7: H-

Pag 16

1: How!!

2: Your power is “thick” but your power loss is “thick” too

The really fast pedaling... haven't you heard it?

3: Is the one that appears weak at first glance

5: Is that the second roadsign?

6: Since you got here

7: I'll show you

8: He raised his hips from the saddle

Pag 17

1: Hoooooooo

2: My explosive acceleration!!

3: Ra!!

5: Ngh....!!

He's getting smaller in the blink of an eye.....

Pag 19

2: He accelerated with a popping sound!?

3: Hahaha, so how was it?

4: My Special Strong acceleration, that's had another power up since last year?

5: Sohoku defeated Kagoshima!!

The raging log!! And with a huge margin, even!!

Oosumi-kun!!

So strong... is he really a hero?

Pag 20

1: As expected by Issa

You sure show your strength during a “race”

2: Your high power, judgment, and wild instincts are first class

3: With this performance, you erased

4: this leading group's will to fight!!

5: There's 6km left until the...

6: sprint line!!

Pag 21

1: (Kaburagi and Danciku

Leading group)

We've passed a group of some people while coming here, but as expected there's no one else....

2: who will catch u.....

6: ….. Sohoku

Somehow

8: This pressure!!

Pag 22

1: Hakogaku's Doubashi!!

Pag 23

1: Yo!! It's been a while, orange!!

2: I came here to shoot you down!!

3: Thick!! Who is this thick guy!!

4: Ha.... Hakone Acedmy in a moment like this!!

5: What's with this pressure

6: He caught up? Until here and on his own!!

7: Ugh!!

What do we do, Issa!!

Pag 24

1: I won't forgive you...

I'll never forgive you....!!

3: You've arrived after me and so now I look like less of a hero!!

#yowamushi pedal #yowamushi pedal translations #yowapeda #yowamushi pedal manga #yowapeda manga #yowamushi pedal spoilers #ride 767 #kaburagi is the most annoying person ever i ADORE him #also i love the others' reaction to him in this chap #they all know hes ridiculous but also hes kinda cool isnt him #also thick guy creeps me out sorry lmao good job kabu in teaching him a lesson #AND NOW WE BEGIN WITH THE REAL RACEEEEEE #i really have no idea how this will go #on one hand i think kabu might win bc this is his revenge after last year #but also #with this ih watanabe really decided to be unpredictable so WHO KNOWS #and also theres Kiji???? i kind of have a feeling kiji is gonna win everything this first day

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justauthoring · 1 year

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That thought made Meguru feel like he might die of loneliness.

"Do you have any friends?"

Bachira raises his head, puzzled at the sound of another's voice.

The very last thing he expects to see is you, pretty eyes staring back at his own with a twinkle that shines in the soft set of the sun. Your smile is bright and inviting, warming in a way Bachira's not sure he's ever experienced before, crouched down before him so that your head, tilted, rests on your arms.

Bachira's seen you before. The two of you go to the same school, share the same homeroom - he's walked past you more times than he count in the hallway, laughing without a care in the world at something your friends say to you. He's seen you and admired you before, taken note of those pretty eyes before or how cute you look in the school's uniform. The different ways you like to wear your hair, or the way you seem to skip with a pep in your step everywhere you go.

He's noticed you so many times. He'd just been sure you'd never noticed him.

So, he's puzzled. More than that; Bachira's absolutely baffled with the fact that you're here, smiling at him no less.

"Huh?"

"You're here every day," you explain with ease, your voice soft against the silence. Everyone else has already gone home, the sun is setting and truthfully, he should be heading home soon too (his mother will start to worry) but after he'd finished practicing, he hadn't had the heart to.

"But I always see you practicing alone," you continue. "Nobody to play with you?"

"There's nobody who can."

It hurts in a way he doesn't expect it to - saying it aloud like that.

"Nobody who will."

And then your answer comes easily. "I will," you grin, ear to ear, bright and wide eyed as you laugh.

Bachira's brows furrow; "do you even play soccer?"

He's almost positive he's never seen you play - not once out on the field, or alone otherwise. He knows you're in a club but it certainly isn't soccer, and he's pretty sure he's never even seen you near anything sports like unless it's for gym. He's seen you trip when simply walking to class, or knock something over because you're not paying attention to where your hands are swinging so he also knows you're not coordinated - truthfully, a bit of a klutz.

"No," you shrug, "but you have no one to play with right?"

He slowly shakes his head.

It's so easy the way you say it, like there had never been any other option otherwise. Voice a merry twinkle against his own punishing thoughts, and that smile still so bright it almost hurts to look at it.

"So I will."

Lips parting, Bachira sits forward; "wouldn't you rather be... doing something else? Hanging with your friends?"

Your smile fades, an almost somber look fading into your eyes as you rest your head against your arms, curled into yourself. "You seem lonely. Everyday. By yourself," you whisper, voice so soft that if it wasn't completely silent otherwise, Bachira wouldn't have been able to hear you. "I can understand that."

"But you..."

He doesn't finish his words, not sure how to. But he doesn't need to, you understand.

"They don't get me. My friends," you elaborate, "not really. I have to pretend to be someone else when I'm with them. They think I'm too silly otherwise, too... weird. You see..." And then there's this wistful look in your eyes, that same smile curling onto your lips as you look past him, as if staring at someone else entirely. "I have something inside me. Something I'm searching for."

And his eyes widen and he feels his heart start to race at your words. Words so familiar, words that he's thought and said so many times before...

You look back at him then.

"And I think you're it."

Bachira's lips part, he wants to say something but he isn't sure what. All he can manage is a simple, echoed; "a monster..."

It's no doubt you hear him - he knows that you do - but you don't say anything, don't question it.

You simply stand, brushing off your skirt as you step towards Bachira, hand stretched out towards him with a gentle smile that makes his stomach feel all funny and his breath get caught in the back of his throat.

"Let's play, Bachira-kun."

And his hand is falling in your own before he even realizes it, excitement flooding his entire chest as he meets your eyes. He feels giddy then, as opposed to how he'd felt moments ago, wanting to practically jump to his feet just to hear you say you'll play with him again. He'll do anything to hear you say the words again.

Your fingers thread through his, warmth blossoming, while an echoed voice carries behind him;

take her hand...

i just... i just love him so much.

#blue lock #blue lock imagine #blue lock x reader #bachira meguru x reader #bachira meguru imagine #bachira meguru #bachira x reader

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bueckerssturns · 2 months

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now you know. - c.sturniolo

WARNINGS : mentions of abuse and death, cursing, urge to vomit

this will be from chris perspective (they’re not famous in this)

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it’s been a week since i decided to take y/ns case into my own hands, the only problem? i had no fucking clue where to start looking for clues or who i should start asking questions to.

looking at old reports and news articles to at least find a lead source for this case was not helpful all the reports had the same thing little to no information at all.

a lack of evidence will not stop me. the lack of sleep was starting to take a toll on me making me slowly lose consciousness until all i saw was black.

when i woke up i wasn’t in my room, well i was but it was different my posters were not on the walls my bedsheets were different, before i could continue my analyzation of the room a girl barges in.

“joe, get up we’re going to be late for school!” she said “i- what?” i uttered slightly confused looking at the girl in my supposed room “did you hit your head again? joe you seriously need to stop skateboarding you keep falling! now get up we have twenty minutes before the bus comes!” she said leaving my room.

“why did she call me joe?” “who is she?” “how did she get into my house?” thousands of questions raced through my head as i got ready.

i made my way to the bathroom to wash my face turning on the light i look in the mirror, i looked like me but i wasn’t me the sudden urge to vomit made its way through my throat i grabbed the edge of the sink to help me steady myself, who was i because i was certainly not chris.

my mind was racing throughout the whole bus ride to school when we arrived i was glad to be met with my old high school.. wait i graduated 4 years ago..

getting down the bus i was looking around but no one i knew was here, as i walked in a guy was approaching me nate! im so glad to see him “bye joe ill see you at home” the girl said making her way to her friends.

“joe, dude, i’m serious when i say this and im sorry for it but damn is your sister hot!”

“nate, ew what? that’s my sister!” i replied disgusted, wait i don’t have a sister.. “who the fuck is nate bro? did you hit your head again?” laughed nate or who i think is nate next to me.

as i looked in front of me i see two people matt and nick! “yo mike, how you doin my man” said matt to nate while dabbing him up ‘what the fuck is going on? if nate is referred to as mike here then what are nick and matts names?’ i thought.

“earth to joe?” nicks hand waved in front of my face trying to get my attention “huh?” i asked being brought back to reality “dude are you faded as fuck again?” he laughed “what? i don’t do that shit” i replied “what you finally quit?” asked matt closing his locker “uh, yea i decided to quit like last week” “finally” they all laughed as i looked around i saw her

“not going to happen” mumbled nick from next to me as he placed a hand on my shoulder “what?” i replied looking at him “dude come on you’ve crushed on y/n since freshman year! plus she’s dating the star quarterback bradley” he said as who i suppose is bradley appears hugging her from behind.

“yea dude listen to austin it’s not going to happen they’ve been dating for like a year or two!” chimed in matt “sorry joe” shrugged nate or mike as we started walking to class.

we made eye contact her smile slowly fading when her eyes met mine giving me a subtle nod to which i didn’t understand our eyes never leaving each others until i was out of her sight.

through out the whole day i spent it in boring classes and getting loads of homework what a great way of being back to school.

at the end of day we rode the bus back home getting to our bus stop i quickly got down and ran into my room, looking through all the cabinets and drawers to find at least something that could give me an idea of who i needed to be.

i had searched the whole room with no luck to find out who i’m supposed to pretend to be i made my way to the bed and sat down my foot slightly hitting the floor making a weird noise come from the floorboard beneath me.

i bent down knocking on it. it sounded hollow fidgeting with the floorboard to find an opening, finally getting it open i found a journal hidden under the board.

“property of joe beckett”

i read through the whole journal to find out more about this joe character and when i finally did i did as many things possible to match him and how he acted.

it’s been three months. three months that i’ve been pretending to be joe, i found out his sister is best friends with y/n, she comes over every weekend to hang out with her. he also works at the gas station near the woods speaking of i was getting ready to take the late shift.

“bye alyssa i’ll be home late so make sure all the doors are locked and if someone knocks on the door don’t open it unless it’s mom she’s supposed to come in a few hours” i told my younger sister as i got my car keys and headed to the door.

“bye joe i’ll see you tomorrow be careful love you!” she shouted at me not taking her eyes off the television.“love you too” i replied back before heading to my car and heading to work.

2:30am

i was putting some canned food on the shelves and reorganizing some stuff i looked up to see a girl under the gas station lights the low glow of the lights barely making her visible, sending chills down my spine it was y/n.

what was she doing here?

she was looking around surely looking for her boyfriend that wasn’t going to appear anytime soon, before i could make my way to her a tall man in all black appears behind her, he has a cloth in his hand placing it over her mouth and nose she struggles for a few seconds before she’s knocked out.

i see him drag her body to the back of the store, i get up quickly making me way to the office in the back checking the cameras and surely there he was dragging her body before roughly letting her down face down and kicking her, i wanted to look away so bad but the scene in front of me was so brutal i physically couldn’t.

he then pulled out a knife violently stabbing her over and over again thirteen times just like the article said, this couldn’t be happening i was witnessing a murder and i couldn’t do anything!

the man took the body a little deeper into the woods afterwards he took out a shovel digging a hole for the knife and covering it up again. as he made his way to the front of the store a gush of wind blew off his hoodie that was covering his face, he looked up making direct eye contact with the camera it’s like he could see me.

waking up with a gasp i look to my side by the sudden buzzing of my phone.

“unknown caller” read the caller ID

“hello?”

“back off this case or your little friend and brothers get it.”

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what do we think? 👀

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#chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo x reader #sturniolo smut #fanfic

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queenshelby · 9 months

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Yes! Mr Murphy (Rewritten)

PART 18: I LOVE YOU

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Warning: Angst, Age Gap, Teacher x Student, Fluff, Smut

“Cillian…” you began to say without saying anything else, seeing that his revelation was not something you had expected so soon. As such, you were speechless and, if the room was any more silent in this moment, you would have been able to hear your racing hearts echo through it.

“You don’t have to say it back” Cillian then said after taking a deep breath. He knew that he was moving too fast and he certainly regretted admitting his feelings to you now.

“But I feel the same way about you” you told him quickly nonetheless before smiling at Cillian and caressing his cheeks. Speaking these words took some courage, but you felt good about admitting how you felt, even though Cillian did not appear to believe you.

“You do?” he thus asked, hoping that you did not just say this in order to make him feel better.

“Yes. In fact, I have been feeling like this for a while, ever since that first night we shared. I know it sounds cheesy but it is the truth. I was hoping that you wanted to see me again when I left” you then admitted and Cillian recalled that, on the morning after, you asked him about whether he wanted to catch up with you again some time soon, which was an offer he declined due the fact that he wanted to remain single for a while.

“Well, I suppose it is fate then?” Cillian chuckled nonetheless, having been glad about how things had turned out, even though there were so many issues to be considered now that your relationship had become more serious.

“I should resign” Cillian thus suggested, feeling as though that this would be the most appropriate action for him to take, although you disagreed.

“No, you should not” you told him firmly, causing him to furrow his eyebrows.

“I actually want to be with you Y/N but I can’t be with you if I am your teacher” Cillian pointed out. He clearly wanted a relationship with you and even though this was what you wanted as well, you did not want him to take this drastic step just yet.

“No Cillian. There is too much hinging on this and, to tell you the truth, it will make absolutely no difference if you resign or not. I will be tarred and feathered in class if it becomes known that we are involved with each other. So, let’s just wait it out, huh?” you explained and Cillian knew that you were right. He needed to keep this relationship with you under wraps for now, at least until you had graduated.

“You are right” Cillian thus said, causing you to chuckle.

“I am always right” you teased before asking him whether he wanted to have sex again, this time in the shower.

“So period sex isn’t so bad after all?” Cillian joked before helping you out of the bathtub and playfully pushing you into the shower

The next two weeks

Over the next two weeks, which were leading up to your birthday, you and Cillian spent almost every night together while, during the days, you saw each other at theatre school and pretended that nothing ever happened between you.

In addition, you were teaching Cillian’s daughter twice per week, getting her ready for her eisteddfod and at least once, in the past two weeks, it was Cillian who accompanied her to the classes, making things a little awkward for you, him and Dermont as well.

On one occasion, you even met Cillian’s mother who took Nina dancing and, just as you had expected, she was as lovely and kind as Nina had described her.

Cillian’s mother, of course, had no idea about her son’s involvement with you, or at least so you thought, but for some reason she was made an effort in getting to know you before and after class.

On numerous occasions, she praised you for the impact you had on Nina’s life, making her enjoy the dancing again and this, in itself, made you proud.

Cillian, too, loved the fact that his daughter looked up at you and adored you. She wanted to be just like you and, even when she stayed over once per week as per the court’s interim visitation orders, most conversations Nina had with her father turned out to be about dancing and watching you perform.

***

By this point, your best friend Emma was well aware of your somewhat secret relationship with Cillian and, whilst you trusted her with your secret, she reminded you continuously that, one day, you had to tell him about the lie you told him on the night you first met.

You weren’t turning 30, which is what Cillian still believed. You were turning 23 and you knew that an age gap that large could be the end of Cillian’s love for you.

Emma though seemed to think that, if you gave it some more time, he probably wouldn’t care so much about your age but with every day that passed, you started to feel more and more guilty about it.

Another problem now was that Cillian suggested to have a few drinks at a local bar for your birthday which, to you, sounded like a terrible idea.

Of course, Emma wouldn’t tell on you and you didn’t have any other friends to invite after Lorraine and James had turned most people at school against you. Thus, in order not to make too awkward, Cillian was going to invite Dermont and his wife as well, which would also solve the issue of being at the same place at the same time on your own and without friends.

It would be seen as a coincidence of having a few friendly drinks together just before your impending semester break and, in the end, given the informality of the location, you agreed to Cillian’s suggestion.

You wanted to get to know Dermont and his wife some more, being Cillian’s best friends and you most certainly did not want to exclude either, Cillian or Emma, from your birthday celebrations.

Before your actual birthday though, you wanted Cillian all to yourself and, being the romantic man he was, he booked two nights away, in a self-contained cottage by the sea.

Thus, you packed some clothes, including your hiking boots which was what Cillian had suggested and made your way to his apartment again late Friday afternoon. He had already packed the car and was ready to leave but still would not tell you where you were headed until, two hours later, you pulled up in front of the smallest and most traditional Irish house you had ever seen.

There was some greenery, four stone fences, a red gate and about twenty sheep, with nothing else for miles. Not a single house or pub was to be seen.

“Where even are we?” you asked as your chin dropped and you took in the most amazing scenery you have ever seen.

“I used to visit this place a lot when I was younger to go hiking with my parents. It’s quite stormy here, but also incredibly beautiful” Cillian explained while you gave one of the friendly sheep a quick pet which was something that amused him.

“It’s stunning” you said, smiling widely.

“What? The sheep?” Cillian joked, causing you to roll your eyes. You adored his silliness but couldn’t help but pull him up on it sometimes.

“No, not the sheep Cillian! This whole place!” you explained before asking him why he took you here for the weekend, right before your birthday.

“Because you said that you haven’t really seen much of Ireland yet, so here we are, in the most Irish place in Ireland” Cillian chuckled with his sweet laugh of his and, just as he spoke, you fell into his arms and kissed him.

“Thank you. This is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me” you then admitted after your lips drifted apart, causing Cillian to smile.

“Well, that’s not my actual present, but you are welcome” he said before showing you inside.

To be continued…

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ghostyoongs · 3 months

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What if you bump into schlatt Dallas Fort Worth International Airport, he turns around to help you up (you fell since he's a huge freaking guy) and says "sorry about that." But turns out, you guys are sitting next to each other on the plane!!! What??? Crazy

nonnie, your mind is huge. i wrote this in 30 mins while procrastinating my english homework so i’m sorry if this sucks. also i have no clue how to end this so it’s kind of abrupt, i had to stop myself from making it longer than two pages lmfaooooo.

word count: 894

you hated being late.

you could feel your heart pumping harder than ever before, the anxiety coursing through your veins. your apartment water heater broke, causing you to shower in freezing cold water, and then your cat sitter was late. finally, you were able to rush to the airport and fly through the tsa. all you could think about was getting to your gate and being able to sit down.

your mind was racing when you slammed into a wall and fell on your ass. no, not a wall, it was too soft to be a wall. you look up and your eyes meet with a man. he was attractive, with mutton chops and a tie-dye hoodie. he looks shocked, eyes wide and mouth gaping.

“oh my god, i am so sorry about that.” he immediately started, bending at the waist and reaching out his hand to help you up. “are you okay?” his smooth voice rang in your head.

“no, no don’t apologize. i’m the one who ran into you.” you grab his hand and he pulls you up, still staring to make sure you’re okay. you brush off your pants before looking up at him. he looks at the watch on his wrist and he curses under his breath.

“i’m so sorry once again, i hope you’re okay.” his words barely registered in your head before he was gone, his large form weaving through the crowds of people. you shake your head to rid yourself of the thoughts of that large man and start rushing to your gate.

you’re the first person in line to get on the plane, thanking god your sister splurged to put you in business class. you find your seat and start trying to fit your luggage in the overhead compartment. the wheels on your suitcase spin widely as you struggle to fit it in.

“let me help.” a familiar voice comes from beside you, and large tie-dye sleeves come from behind you. he places your luggage in easily, before placing his next to yours. you turn around and come face to face with mutton chop man.

“we meet again, huh?” you ask him, smiling softly at him. he lets out a small chuckle at your words, his laugh like music to your ears. you fit yourself into your assigned seat and you find him sitting next to you.

“well, i guess i should introduce myself, i’m y/n.” you put your hand out for him to shake.

“i’m jay, nice to meet you again.” he shakes your hand softly and smiles at you. his smile is gorgeous and you feel the tips of your ears warming up. “what’s taking you to la?” he asks as other passengers hustle through the plane.

“my sister just had another kid and i’m going to visit and help her and my brother-in-law. how about you?”

“i’m visiting my best friend for the week.”

the conversation flows quickly between you two, the 3.5 hours feeling like twenty minutes. as the seatbelt light flashes he looks over at you.

“i don’t want to be too forward, but could i get your number?” he asks you, his soft eyes meeting yours.

“yeah! of course, of course.” he pulls out his phone and you quickly insert your number, sending yourself a text so you can save his number as well.

“maybe when we’re both back in austin we can do something together.” you smile softly up at the man and he smiles back.

“i’d like that.” he nodded and helped you take down your luggage.

you both leave the plane, walking into the terminal and you see your sister waving a sign with your name and dancing with your oldest nephew.

“i’ll text you,” you look up at him and wave softly, “it was really nice to meet you, jay.”

“it was nice to meet you too. have fun with your family.” he waves back at you before you bounce over to your sister, taking your nephew into your arms and spinning him around. your sister gives you a wink, already knowing that there is something new with you.

as you three walk out of the terminal, you see jay get into an older pickup truck. your sister nudges your arm and you let out a small giggle.

“soooooooo, who was that?” she asks impatiently as you both walk over to her car, helping your nephew into his car seat.

“his name is jay, i met him today and i don’t know. i don’t really believe in love at first sight but with him, i might.”

she laughs and pokes your arm at your words. “you are such a sap! but i can’t really say anything, the husband is at home with your new niece and i plan on using you to watch the kids this whole week if you know,” she winks as she ends her sentence and you laugh loudly.

your phone buzzes under your leg and you pick it up, a message from an unknown number lighting up your screen.

unknown: hi, it’s jay. i hope you get to your sister’s safe.

you smile and text back immediately, hugging the phone to your chest. the early morning weighs on you and you lay your head on the window, falling asleep to the scenarios of you and jay running through your head.

#talk to the clouds #jschlatt #schlatt #jschlatt x reader #schlatt x reader #i hope you like this nonnie :D

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azzo0 · 4 months

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The following is a snippet from Always.

Summary: Bakugo wants to kiss the gloss off her lips.

Bakugo woke up extra early that morning since he had to get his gauntlets repaired and wanted them back by evening. He held one of his gauntlets under his arm, making his way to the support department to ask Power Loader to fix his gauntlets. Another reason why he came to school early was to study in peace. Tutoring his friends made him want to rip out his hair with how stupid they could be sometimes.

Unknown to him, a certain silver-eyed girl had the same plans. Sort of. Yoshiko sat on her usual seat in the empty classroom, math textbook and notebook opened in front of her. She arrived at class early to avoid running into Shinsou. She wasn't sure she wanted to bother looking at him just yet. And then there was Bakugo.

She couldn't get the way he gently held her out of her mind. Just thinking about it made her insides a mush again. She rarely cried in front of anyone. She refused to let her tears out. But when Bakugo suddenly pulled her into him, she couldn't hold back her tears anymore. He was so comforting.

She started daydreaming about his handsome face again, his maroon eyes, fluffy and spiky hair, and his delicate touch that wiped her eyes. Yoshiko grumbled to herself when she realised she'd begun daydreaming instead of focusing on the books in front of her, willing her heart to calm down.

He's so stupid. She aggressively jotted down formulas. Who does he think he is, making my heart race like that. Not that I'll let it happen again. He can't keep making me feel like that.

Yoshiko had moved on from thoughts of Bakugo and finally focused on her work, going along with the flow of the study session. That's until the boy she was daydreaming about a few seconds ago decided to show up. She felt the desk behind her shift and glanced back to see Bakugo. She gave him a blank look, expressions neutral.

"We havin' a staring challenge now?" Bakugo grimaced, annoyed when she simply stared and said nothing.

"Why are you here so early?"

"Had to get my gauntlet repaired." Bakugo huffed, taking out his math textbook from the bag.

"You're going to study math? I'm doing that too. Maybe we can study together." She said, getting up and turning her chair so it faced his desk.

"Nice try, I 'aint tutoring ya."

"I don't need tutoring." She scoffed, putting her notebook on his desk. Bakugo looked up from the pages he was flipping, taking a quick glance at her face. She looks pretty. She had her hair in two dutch braids, lazily sitting on her chest. He couldn't help but admire how the braid shifted from black to white. Then his eyes lingered on her clear-gloss-coated lips. Oh, God, that shine made him want to devour her lips.

"So, what chapter are you doing?" Yoshiko asked.

"Huh?"

"What chapter are you going to do? Or should I say it in English?" Bakugo rolled his eyes at her sassy attitude.

"Watch your mouth. I'm gonna do the third chapter." Bakugo skipped over to the topic exercise when an idea popped up in his head. "Oi. Let's do this exercise and see who gets the most answers right."

"And what does the winner get." She asked, clicking her pen.

"Free lunch from the loser, which, by the way, is you."

"Uno reverse, bitch. Bring it on."

"Heh."

They two fell into silence, solving the math exercise, doubling-checking every answer twice to make sure they got it right. Yoshiko liked the idea of studying with a challenge. It riled ber up. She also knew Bakugo was the only one with whom she could study like this. Because he, too, like her, had a love for challenges.

Bakugo looked up from his notebook when he heard Yoshiko crack her knuckles, biting her lip, eyes focused on her notebook. He held his pen in his fist, almost crushing it. Why did she have to wear gloss? It was distracting him.

"Why the fuck do you wear that?"

"Wear what?" Yoshiko frowned.

"Gloss." He stated.

"Because I don't want crusty lips like you?" She mocked with a mischievous grin.

"My lips aren't crusty, fuck you."

"Dudeski, the gloss is on my lips, not yours. Why does it bother you?"

"That's exactly why it fucking bothers me. Because it's on your lips." Bakugo said, locking his eyes with hers.

"Uhuh? If you want lipgloss like mine, just say so. I'll buy you one." Yoshiko said, unsure where the conversation was going. Bakugo smirked, leaning forward. Yoshiko was taken aback by this sudden movement.

"Oh, no." He said his voice husky, his nose inches apart from hers. "That's not how I want your lipgloss on my lips."

Yoshiko stared into his eyes in confusion. If he did not want her to buy him the same gloss as she wore, how else was he expecting to get the gloss she used on his lips? Realisation dawned on Yoshiko, and her lips parted in surprise. Did he mean he wanted her gloss on his lips by kissing her?! Was she looking too deep into things, and he actually meant that Yoshiko did not have to buy him a new one and just lend him the one she had in her bag right now?!

Yoshiko's cheeks flushed seven colours of red, her heart soaring up in the skies, but she did not break eye contact. Just when she said she wouldn't let herself feel this way again, he had to go and pull something flirty. Since when did he get so flirtatious? He wasn't like that when we first met, it's so unfair! He wants to tease me? Fine.

Bakugo was going to ask her if the cat got her tongue when, to his surprise, she tilted her head and leaned towards him, their noses now touching. "If you want my gloss by kissing it off me, be my guest, Bakugo Katsuki."

WHAT?! Bakugo internally screamed.

With how close they were now, Yoshiko almost wanted him to kiss her. She felt like her senses were clouded just from being this close to Bakugo as if he were some sort of drug she hadn't tried yet. Flinging her desire to kiss him aside, she continued to fluster him.

"Awh, what's wrong, Katsuki. Scared?" She leaned further into him, their lips dangerously close now. One wrong move, and they'd practically be kissing.

Bakugo didn't bother responding. Not when she was this close. His eyes were half-lidded, ready to push his lips onto hers when he heard the door sliding open.

Yoshiko and Bakugo pulled back at the speed of light and grabbed a book, each covering their faces with it, pretending to study while both flared bright red.

"Oh, hey! Didn't think you two would arrive to class on time." Sero chirped, walking up to the two.

"Mm, yeah." Yoshiko gave out a small response.

"Yes." Bakugo responded.

"You two are acting weird..." Sero said, shocked by how calm the two were. He caught how Bakugo was staring at a blank page, and Yoshiko was holding her math book upside down. "So... are you guys studying?"

"Mhm."

"Yes."

Sero noticed how both of them had red cheeks. He bit the inside of his cheek and looked back and forth between the two, letting out a gasp. "Did I interrupt something?"

"No. Fuck off!" The two yelled in unison.

"So I did walk in on something!" Sero exclaimed, slinging an arm around Bakugo. "Is our Bakugo finally growing up?"

"I will choke you with your own tape." Bakugo threatened.

"Since Bakugo refuses to let me in, mind telling me, Akimitsu?"

"I will help Katsuki choke you with your own tape."

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#bnha #bakugo #mha #katsuki #bakugou #katsuki bakugo #bakugo x oc #bakugo x reader #kacchan #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugou #bakugo katsuki

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milkybonya · 1 year

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crush ☆ doyoung

order 069, anon: large taro milk tea with strawberry popping boba for treasure Doyoung

! : suggestive (kissing), explicit language (swear words)

# : bad boy!doyoung (but he's really just tsundere) x gn reader, ft. best friend!Jaehyuk

[💌: since hello era... doyoung and junghwan be hitting differently like THESE BOYS ARE ALL GROWN MY BBYS :( also anon i hope u like this one i'm sorry its so late T_T and on Haruto day?? not me posting a Dobby fic on Haruto day hehe HAPPY RUTO DAY]

there's no bad boy that makes you as weak in the knees as Doyoung. you have the fattest crush on him but no one will ever know. not even him. well, no one except for your best friend, Jaehyuk.

you keep your eyes straight ahead as Doyoung loudly enters the classroom, slamming the door accidentally (?) behind him and loudly pulling out his chair in the back to sit down.

you watch Jaehyuk wriggle his eyebrows as you from two rows ahead. then, you steal a glance back at Doyoung. he's leaning back in his head, facing the ceiling, revealing his attractive neck--

okay, seriously. you've gotta stop. how can a neck be attractive? well, his can.

you gulp as you face the front, trying to focus on the lesson. but... the teacher doesn't show up. so, as always, the kids start causing a ruckus. Doyoung keeps his head down in the back and you sigh as you sift through your homework, trying to find something non-violent to do.

just as Jaehyuk approaches you to have a conversation, he gets pushed aside by one of your class's rude idiots. he falls to the ground.

"y/n, is that the homework? can i borrow it?" they ask, leaning way too close.

"fuck off," you mutter, annoyed.

"huh? did you say something?" they ask, leaning even closer.

you sigh, trying to decide if you should fight back or just give them your homework--when you hear the legs of a chair scraping against the floor from behind you.

"just piss off! leave them alone," Doyoung yells at the rude idiot. "if you care about homework that bad, why don't you actually do it, hm?"

"yeah, he's right," Jaehyuk pipes up, finally getting up from the floor.

"and what if i don't leave them alone?" they challenge Doyoung, who makes some kind of quiet snarling sound before he bounds over to you.

"fuck. off," he says, shoving the person with each word.

they fall backwards onto a desk and Jaehyuk cheers.

your heart is racing, both because of the adrenaline the situation is making you feel, and because Doyoung is so... damn attractive while he's shutting these idiots down. his jaw is clenched and the outline of it is sharp. his lips glisten under the ceiling lights from when he licked them moments ago, trying to hold back his anger.

Doyoung turns to you, his ears red and his hands in his pockets. his dress shirt uniform is unbuttoned, revealing a black shirt underneath.

he doesn't say anything, just scans your face with slightly furrowed brows before walking to his spot in the back. once he's gone, you let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding. then, you race to Jaehyuk, making sure he's okay.

"i'm fine! are you, though? your knight in shining armour totally just saved you--" Jaehyuk starts, wiggling his eyebrows.

"shut up!" you whine, slapping his arm.

you can't help but smile, though. as you look back to glance at Doyoung, you watch his head immediately jerk away from you.. as if his eyes had been on you before you looked at him.

you shrug it off as the teacher finally walks in.

Doyoung watches you for the entire lesson. he's never paid much attention to you until today, when those idiots were harassing you. usually, he doesn't get involved in class drama. but for some reason, he got so angry this time. he wonders why. he needs to know why.

the whole day you feel someone's eyes on you. every time you turn around, you see nothing. there's always so many students everywhere, so you don't pay it much mind. that is, until you notice something.

Doyoung is always there, in your line of vision, when you turn around to see if someone is watching you... but it's probably just a coincidence. it isn't until he joins you and Jaehyuk at the cafeteria to eat that you think maybe it wasn't a coincidence.

you're both stuffing your faces with food when he smoothly slides his tray in next to yours, sitting down and poking at his food.

"can we help you?" Jaehyuk asks, seeing how you're too stunned to speak.

"no. keep eating," Doyoung says somewhat coldly.

he watches you from the corners of his eyes.

"well, anyways, i think it's so dumb that we all have to do an outdoor activity this weekend and write a story about it. that's what little kids get assigned to do!" Jaehyuk complains, ignoring Doyoung.

"whyyy? i think it sounds so fun and cute! we could go on a picnic and both write about it--"

"i'm coming, too," Doyoung blurts out. he's shocked by his own words.

"why would you come?" Jaehyuk questions, maintaining (or trying to) a friendly tone.

"because... i don't know what else to do for the project either," Doyoung grumbles.

you stare at his lips, stained with the strawbery milk he just took a sip of.

"stop drooling, y/n," Jaehyuk says.

"shut up!" you screech, slapping your friend.

Doyoung chuckles and catches himself in the act. why was he so amused by you? he's never cared about a single living soul at this school before.

all three of you show up to the park with hands full of goodies... except, Doyoung's 'goodies' are just his skateboard... that's it.

Jaehyuk shakes his head, sighing as he lays down the blanket and one side of it folds in because of the wind. you're too busy staring at Doyoung as he sets his skateboard down to notice your own friend struggling.

"hello? a little help here?" Jaehyuk whines, but you still can't hear him.

the wind blowing through Doyoung's hair and rustling his clothes makes him look incredibly attractive. your knees feel weak and you decide to help Jaehyuk to distract yourself.

before you know it, you're being stopped by Doyoung himself.

"no, let me," he says in a deep voice, taking over and helping Jaehyuk with the blanket.

eventually, everything is set up and the three of you are sat surrounded by snacks and your notebooks.

"well.. we can't just write that all we did was sit here and eat. what should we do?" Jaehyuk points out.

"how about a game?" you ask excitedly.

you peek at Doyoung to see his reaction, but he's staring off into space. you pout and Jaehyuk notices.

"hey, Doyoung! what do you think?" Jaehyuk asks.

"yeah, sure. if y/n wants to, let's do it."

you feel butterflies within you as you grin as Doyoung.

"how about truth or dare?! Jaehyuk first! truth or dare?" you say.

"truth!"

"boring," you and Doyoung say at the same time. you both look at each other and you watch the boy's lips curve slightly upwards.

"i pick truth. now ask me something."

"have you ever liked y/n?" Doyoung asks, lazily.

your heart races at the question, even though you already know the answer.

"i did before, actually. i confessed but.. it didn't work out.

"how long ago was that?" Doyoung asks, brows furrowed.

"Doyoung, your turn! it's one question only," you say.

he presses his lips together before choosing 'dare'.

"i dare you to eat all those strawberries in one minute," Jaehyuk says.

you slap his arm, telling him that's too much, but Doyoung goes for it. you watch as his cheeks fill with the red berries, his face puffy as he chews. he starts laughing when you both laugh at how funny he looks, and he isn't able to eat them all because he laughs so hard he has to spit everything out!

"y/n, your turn," Doyoung says softly.

"mmm.. okay what will my truth be and what will my dare be?" you ask.

"dare is you kiss Doyoung and truth is do you like Doyoung," Jaehyuk asks.

your jaw drops and Doyoung smirks, amused.

"you--"

"pick!" Jaehyuk urges.

you sigh and choose dare, thinking that'll be the safer option.

Doyoung's face is slightly red as you turn to him.

"kiss! kiss! kiss!" Jaehyuk chants like a kid.

"shut up!" you say before turning to Doyoung, gently cupping and squeezing his cheeks so his lips are puffy, and pressing your own lips to his.

the kiss is soft, his lips are plump and his mouth tastes like strawberries. as if instictually, Doyoung's arm wraps around your waist, but Jaehyuk's giggles make you pull away.

"well, won't i have quite the situation to write about!"

"shut up, Jae," you say, nervously.

you still feel butterflies and you can feel Doyoung looking at you. every time you look at him, he looks away.

a few moments later, Jaehyuk gets up in search of a washroom. you and Doyoung are left on your own.

"i'm sorry if you didn't want to do that kiss--" you start.

"no. i wanted to," Doyoung replies sweetly.

"oh?"

"did you want to?"

"yes," you reply.

"do you want to do it again?" he asks while leaning back his weight rested on his arms.

"y-yeah."

and that's how Doyoung kisses you so hard that you fall onto the picnic blanket, Doyoung's arm also catching you as you fall. you place a hand to his chest to keep yourself grounded as butterflies rage inside you, but feeling his heartbeat makes you melt even more.

"hey, i leave for one second and come back to this?!" Jaehyuk says in disgust.

quickly, the two of you pull away.

Doyoung's face is red and he clears his throat.

"well... to avoid this from getting awkward, i say we end the picnic here," Jaehyuk announces.

after cleaning up everything, Doyoung pulls you aside to ask if you want to hang out with just him some time.

"i like you, y/n. something about you just keeps drawing me to you," he says, caressing your cheek.

"i-i-yes.. let's meet! this weekend! wait, it is the weekend... maybe some time this week after school?"

Doyoung laughs, a rare sight. "sure. let's meet after school."

you and Jaehyuk walk home together and the whole time he's teasing you, but you couldn't be happier.

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ms-no1kpopstan · 13 days

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Moonlight Sunrise , the series!

Ep. 001. Miss l/n y/n please come to the principal’s office

chapter synopsis : All of the worst case scenarios popped into your head as the head of your college called you to his office after your chemistry class, one of the classes you did best in… what could have gone wrong?

chapter warnings : yn is rly sarcastic and mean to Niki, down bad ki

pairing! bball player! Niki x fem! reader

As you were walking out of chemistry walking hand in hand with Hanni, you see your teacher walk up to you and she says “Oh y/n, the principal called you to his office to talk to you.”

Everything stops. What? Why were YOU of all people called to the principals office, when you know you haven’t done a single thing?

You braced yourself as you let go of Hanni’s hand and walked towards Mr. Lee’s office. You took a deep breath as you opened the door to be met with the face of Nishimura Riki standing in front of Mr Lee’s desk. Wait THAT Nishimura Riki? Oh you were in for a ride…

Mr Lee explains to you how some people like Riki weren’t doing well in chemistry at all and needed a tutor and since you were the topper of your class every time, especially in chemistry, you would be the one to tutor him.

this was NOT going to be fun. AT ALL.

He waves his hand as a way to say a small ‘hi’ as if you were friends again. You were NOT going to believe in such a fake facade ever again…

But the only good part about all of this was that you were going to get extra credit for this and that would up your overall grade for this year.

As soon as Me Lee was done with his explanation, you quickly excused yourself saying that you had some work to get done and had to leave, and the second you got out, you heaved a sigh of irritation. Out of all of those sweaty boys, why’d it have to be Niki?!

You were too frustrated to see that Hanni had been waiting outside for you and had put her arms around your shoulders. You get confused as to who it was before you look to the side and realise that it’s hanni. You couldn’t keep it in anymore, you had to tell her why you hated him how you did…

“Wow,” she says after you’re done explaining why you were at the office and why you didn’t like him at all. “He’s been such a jerk to you, I can see why you hate him so much. But we can now both be the founders of the ‘Nishimura Riki hate club!” She says with a laugh.

You didn’t realise you were already sat down with Hanni at the cafeteria until you felt a tap on your shoulder from behind you and a call of your name

“Huh-” you say as you turn in your seat, only to be met with Niki behind you, looking at you. The once happy expression turned into a frown as you said “what do you want, Nishimura?”

“Gosh, I know you hate me but don’t need to be that rude, l/n…” he replies.

He tries his best to control himself and not tuck away the loose strand of hair behind your ear like he used to when you were best friends with each other, to not sit down next to you at lunch, and make his feelings for you go away, knowing you won’t reciprocate them but how could he when you were this cute and pretty and smart too?

But, he must, because if you knew how big his ever growing feelings for you were, it would actually be the end for him… How was he going to get his feelings for you to go away?

“All I wanted to ask you, since you’re so annoyed, is when should our first tutoring session be?”

“Maybe today at 5 at that café near here?” You reply, dryly, his presence sucking the once cheerful smile off your face.

“Sure” he says, before walking away with heart racing for absolutely no reason. which may or may not have been you…

The end!

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The Lovebug Virus - Chapter 3: Moon

Yandere! Sun and Moon x Reader

AO3 || Masterlist || Chapter 2 || Chapter 4

*****

Wow, your second day, and you're already screwing this job up, huh?

You rush around your room, digging through all of your dirty clothes to find your uniform. Somehow in the few days since your first shift, you already managed to lose your shirt, stain your pants, and sleep in. Plus, since you have the morning shift, you can't ask Kat to help you look, because she's definitely still asleep. She barely wakes up before 9 for her first class of the day, so there's no way she'll be willing to get up at 5:30 to help you look for a stupid shirt.

"Finally!" you exclaim in triumph as you pull the soft yellow shirt from the side of your bed. Now you remember, of course - you had fallen asleep in it when you got home from your first shift and woke up in the middle of the night. You were too lazy to put it in the laundry basket across the room, so you took it off without getting out of bed. You really need to stop doing that.

You rush to the bathroom and change, shove your messy hair into a ponytail, and speed through giving your face a wash. Then you grab your little backpack (you hate purses, so you've always gotten those little themed backpacks for your wallet and keys), and head out to the car.

On the way to the Pizzaplex, you blast your favorite song and race against the clock on your dash. If you play your cards right, you can probably be there just in time, so you press down on the gas a little more, testing your luck with possible cops around.

By some miracle, you manage to burst through the employee entrance of the daycare and clock in a minute before your shift starts. You sigh a breath of relief and lean on the security desk for a moment to catch your breath.

"Sunbite, is that you?" you hear Sun call from somewhere on the opposite side of the daycare. You lift your head and call back out.

"Yeah, I just got here! I was almost late, believe it or not," you admit, walking back out from behind the security desk and seeking out the animatronic. You cross the daycare and furrow your brows in confusion. I swear his voice was coming from over here, you think to yourself. Then you hear him again, but this time from above you.

You crane your neck to look up at the balcony decorated like a castle tower, and gasp as Sun waves to you, before jumping and plummeting into the ballpit below. "Sun!" you scream, running up to the ballpit wall and looking down at the sea of rainbow orbs below. The yellow animatronic pops up unscathed, sending you yelping and flying backwards. You trip and land on your ass, suddenly grateful the entire daycare is covered in soft mats. A string of curses fly from your mouth nonetheless.

"Oh I'm sorry, Sunbite! I didn't mean to scare you," Sun says, rushing over to you and helping you back up.

"It's fine, Sunny," you assure him, placing a hand to your chest to calm your racing heart. "But why on earth did you do that?"

Sun's rays shrink back into his head, just like they did on your first day. So he can feel embarrassment? "I've just... always done that," he admits sheepishly. He pauses for a long while, staring at the floor next to you like he's lost in thought. But just before you're about to ask him what he's looking at, he speaks again and in a softer tone. "I-I should have told you first, though. I didn't mean to frighten you."

You finally feel as though you've caught your breath, so you smile up at him. "Now that I don't feel like I'm having a heart attack," you start, laughing slightly. "That was a pretty cool trick."

Sun's face lights up, and his rays return to normal. "You really think so?" he asks. "I have other things I can show you if you'd like! Sometimes I do these flips when I'm still in the air, or even-"

"As much as I'd like to see you drop thirty feet into a children's ball pit again, we kinda have to get the daycare ready for said children to actually be here," you interrupt hesitantly. But instead of looking disappointed like you thought he would, Sun somehow beams brighter.

"Oh my gosh, yes we do! I have to teach you how we get everything ready!" he skips over to the front desk with you in tow. "So, you clocked in, right?" You nod. "Great! Then you have to look at what is for breakfast today, and make sure the order is being prepared," he continues.

You walk back around the desk to the computer and scan the screen for anything indicating meals in the daycare. You notice a little icon labeled "Daycare Food Menu" and click on it. A page with a little pink and white bear that looks like a mini version of the face of the company appears, and you smile.

"Found it," you state. "Looks like the kids get banana slices, scrambled eggs, and orange juice today." You continue to scan the page and read that the meal is being prepared in the kitchens right now. "Oh cool! So you get to see real-time updates about each of the meals?" Sun nods, and you sit back in the desk chair, baffled. "The sheer amount of coding and programming that goes into this place is insane," you mumble, but somehow Sun still understands.

"Of course, Sunbite! There's a lot of working parts to this place, and more programming means less room for human error!" he says, shoving his index finger into the air as if reciting a project speech for school. You are still stuck on how he heard you when you spoke so quietly though.

"You understood what I just said?" you ask. Sun looks at you, confused for a moment.

"Oh, you mean that I understood you even though you mumbled?" You nod slightly. "We've got special protocols for understanding kids even when they're quiet! Sometimes kids are just soft speakers, and we also have to understand them when they're crying." He stares at your look of amazement and laughs. "You sure do seem to like coding and programming, huh?" he teases.

Your cheeks heat up against your will, so you force yourself to look back down at the computer screen. Stupid, now he probably thinks you're just a nerd with nothing better to do. "Uh, yeah... I'm actually going to school for it right now." Sun leans his elbows on the desk, turning his head so his eyes are right above the monitor you're looking at. Something about his look sends a shiver down your spine, so you quickly stand from your seat and change the subject. "Anyways! We still have other things to do, right?" you say, stretching your arms above your head and avoiding eye contact.

"Of course! We have to pick a craft for the day!" he says, bounding back towards the other side of the daycare.

*****

"Okay kids, it's almost naptime, so lets clean up our messes and get ready to eat some lunch!" you call out in what Sun has deemed as your 'teacher voice'. The kids start screaming in excitement, and one of the younger ones tugs on your pant leg. You squat down and smile kindly at her. "Yes, Evelyn?"

She clings onto one of the plushies, looking up at you with big eyes. "What's for lunch today?" she asks timidly. You pretend to look around to see if anyone is looking before leaning down and whispering to her like it's a secret.

"I heard we're having macaroni and cheese." You stand back up and the girl bounces up and down excitedly, running back over to the area she was just playing at to convince the other quieter kids to join in cleaning.

Sun appears next to you, head tilted slightly in curiosity. "What did you just tell her?" he asks. "Little Evelyn never wants to clean."

"That we're giving them mac n' cheese for lunch," you say nonchalantly, attempting to hide your triumphant attitude. Sun gives a disbelieving laugh before continuing his rounds singing the clean-up song while you head over to the security desk to make sure the meal is on its way. The screen reads that it's here already, to your surprise, so you walk over to the entrance to retrieve it from one of those creepy staff bots. You don't know why, but they just look so unsettling. If it weren't for the fact that their existence meant that you didn't have to walk all the way across the Plex to grab the children's meals, you'd put in a complaint about changing the way they look.

Sun settles the kids on the larger mat next to the playstructure while you set up the tables. You suggested that he put on a puppet show to entertain the children for the few minutes it takes you to set everything up, but it seems like Sun is physically incapable of being anything less than energetic and loud. Another wave of high volume laughter erupts from the children as Sun continues his puppet storytelling.

After a few minutes, the food is set up and Sun dismisses the kids one by one to sit down and eat. Once they are all settled, Sun joins you at the security desk. "Oh Sunbiiite," he singsongs, leaning on his elbows on the desk. You look up from the computer screen and flash him a toothy grin. "How much longer are you going to be here?"

"Uh, well I've got to clock out and eat lunch myself in a minute," you admit. "But I'll be back and here until 2." The yellow animatronic looks crestfallen, his rays shrinking back into his head.

"Oh, okay," he says sorrowfully. "I was hoping to get in a game of hide and seek with you and the kids today, but I guess I missed my chance."

"Oh, naptime doesn't end until 2:30, huh? So the kids will still be sleeping when my shift ends," you realize. "Well, there's always tomorrow, right?"

Sun perks back up and smiles. "Yeah, tomorrow!" He slinks back towards the children because some are starting to finish their meals. "It's a date!"

You chuckle to yourself as you begin walking back over to the employee entrance. As you exit the daycare and walk back out into the main entrance of the Pizzaplex, you feel a warmth spread through your body as you think about the situation you're in. Sun is so utterly happy - how could anyone ever dislike an animatronic like him?

The sound of excited chatter hits your ears as you step out into the main entrance hall, wandering around and up the stairs so you can get to the atrium. That's where all the food is, and since you were running late this morning, you didn't get the chance to pack any lunch.

After wandering aimlessly for what felt like an hour, you finally settle on grabbing some simple mexican food from El Chip's with your designated Staff Pass and head back in the direction of the daycare. You check your "complimentary Fazwatch" to make sure you have enough time to eat, but are rather surprised to see that you had, in fact, wasted most of your lunch break just trying to find food.

Spectacular job, stupid. You hadn't eaten breakfast, and now you're not going to be able to eat lunch. All because you're physically incapable of just looking at a damn map.

You give an exasperated sigh as you shuffle through people to get back to the daycare as quickly as possible. Down a flight of stairs, shuffle through more people, down another flight of stairs, around a corner, up stairs this time, and finally, you make it back to the daycare with about... five minutes left of your lunch break. You slip back into the daycare as quietly as possible and tiptoe back to the security desk.

Setting the bag of food down in the one space free of computer monitors (why are there so many anyways?), you pull one of the office chairs forwards and take a seat. At the top of the bag is the chips and salsa, but you decide you'd rather spend your few minutes scarfing down as many bites of the bean and cheese burrito as possible before you have to clock back in.

About three bites in, you realize that your surroundings are being covered in a soft red glow. You look up from your food and startle at the sight of red animatronic eyes looking down at you quizzically. Your poor burrito ends up on the floor as you leap from the office chair, sending it flying backwards. "Who the fuck are you?" you yelp, instinctively balling your hands into fists and raising them to defend yourself.

"Okay first of all, seriously?" the animatronic says in a hushed voice, looking out towards all the children sleeping soundly on the mat. "The children are sleeping." You eye the animatronic out of fear, but take in its appearance nonetheless. It has the same face shape as Sun - in fact, the entirety of it looks just like Sun, but themed like the night. His red and yellow pants have been swapped for dark blue ones with yellow stars. He wears a matching nightcap, and the metal of his body seems to have changed from tan and yellow to gray and blue.

"Secondly," it continues, turning back towards you. "Are you seriously asking who I am?" His red eyes seem to change from being completely red, to having small red pinpricks surrounded by black. You nod, and the animatronic rolls his head around in the most attitude you've ever seen from a robot. He turns to the side and speaks to seemingly nothing, saying "And you actually like this human?" He puts a hand to his face and sighs, turning back to you. "I'm Moon, Sun's counterpart. You know, the one up on all the posters everywhere? I handle the naptime routine."

You finally lower your hands and relax slightly. "So, where's Sun at then?" you question, looking around to see if he's off somewhere, waiting impatiently for the kids to be awake again.

"Nobody told you about this, wow," Moon says in absolute disbelief. You look back to him as he explains. "Starlight, I am Sun. Or, well, more like he's in my head. We're two AIs in one body. The lights in the daycare are on a timer, just like we are. So when the lights go out, we transform into me. And when the lights come back on, you'll see Sun again."

"I swear I find out something new and absolutely insane about the programming of this damn Pizzaplex every hour," you mutter, leaning over to inspect the damage to your burrito. "But you know, you didn't have to sneak up on me," you accuse.

Moon scoffs. "You would have seen me coming a mile away if you weren't busy having such an... intimate moment with that burrito," he retorts. Your cheeks burn in embarrassment.

"Well, I was running out of time for my lunch break," you say, picking up the ruined food and throwing it in the trash beneath the desk. "Not that that matters now," you say under your breath.

"You should probably clock back in," the blue animatronic says over his shoulder as he saunters back towards the mat all of the children are sleeping on. You whisper a curse or two as you rush back over to the main computer, and clock yourself back in a few seconds before the clock signals the end of your lunch break.

Sighing, you shove the chips and salsa back into the bag and under the desk to be retrieved later. At least you can snack on that during your drive home. You make your way over to the sleeping children, looking for Moon again because you can't help all the questions now forming in your head. Suddenly, everything was starting to make sense. Sun referring to you as 'our Sunbite', Kat calling him 'the boys', and even the constant referring to them as.. well, 'them'.

You look around the sleeping toddlers but can't seem to see Moon at all amongst them. But then a familiar red glow appears from behind you, so you turn to find him hanging upside down from some kind of wire. Your face lights up as you make another realization. "So that's what the little loop on your back is for," you say, smiling. Moon tilts his head in curiosity, seemingly taking in your words with disinterest.

"Sun gets too tangled up in it, so I'm the only one that uses it," he brags, crossing his arms across his chest. But then he flinches, placing one of his hands to his head and spinning around so he's right side up. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry," he says, touching his feet back to the ground and disconnecting from the wire.

You give him a puzzled look. "Sorry for what?" Moon's red eyes look down at you.

"I was talking to Sun," he says matter-of-factly. If your further confusion wasn't an indicator that Sun didn't really tell you a whole lot, then you don't know what will be. The blue animatronic slinks over to an empty mat a bit away from the children, but still allowing him to see all of them. He sits down and pats the ground next to him, so you join him on the floor.

"Okay, so clearly my incompetent brother hasn't told you a single thing about us," he starts, which you find yourself feeling defensive about.

"Well, he hasn't really had time to talk to me about a whole lot," you say, looking down at your hands. Moon is silent for a moment before speaking again.

"Sun says thank you, but that he does apologize for not saying something to you about me."

You look up at him, amazed. "So wait, can you guys hear everything when the other is out?" you ask. Moon shrugs and leans his back on the playstructure.

"Not everything. We can hear and see everything the other does if we want. But we can also sort of... Back away? I guess the best way to describe it is that it feels how you humans feel when you sleep," he explains, looking back out at the kids. You turn your body so that it's facing him.

"Do you know how absolutely astonishing of a discovery that is?" you ask. You can't even begin to fathom how that coding works, or how one would even go about programming it to begin with. Two separate AIs in one animatronic? That's just wild!

"Sun said you have a thing for programming," Moon says, chuckling. "Guess he wasn't lying." He sits up and leans closer to you, his eyes slowly shifting back to being fully red. "So what does that make you want to do, hm?" he asks as you slowly lean backwards. He continues his pursuit. "Do you want to pick apart our servos, dig through our circuit boards? Find out what makes us tick?" You fall back on your elbows, but hold your gaze with him as he towers over you.

"Do I want to look at your coding and programming? Yes," you admit. But then you smile. "However, I am in no position to do such a thing when all I do is work here as a daycare attendant."

Moon chuckles darkly, now above you on all fours. "You're different," he says simply. He pulls away from you, sitting back down with his back against the play structure. "I like that."

You sit back up and tilt your head slightly. "What do you mean by that?"

"Nobody really talks to us besides the children."

"Oh," is all that you can think to respond with. So your first assumption was correct. Nobody interacts with them. They are secluded from the rest of the Pizzaplex, and if what Sun said before was true, then they don't ever leave the daycare. Or wait, Sun had said that he doesn't leave the daycare. So does Moon?

You look back at him, taking in his design in more detail. You realize that the yellow stars on his dark blue hat and matching pants are glowing slightly. Moon notices you staring and chuckles again. "Is there something you want?"

You feel your cheeks warm again. "N-No, sorry. I mean, it's just weird that you two are the only animatronics like this. Why did they decide to put two AIs in the same robot? They could have just made two of you."

Moon scoffs. "This is Fazbear Entertainment we're talking about. They don't spend an extra penny on anything if they don't have to. And even then, they'll drag it out until the last second."

"Guess that's true," you sigh. "Still, doesn't being in the same body cause... issues?"

Moon finally shifts to settle his red eyes back on you. He stares at you for a long moment in silence, and you wonder if Sun is saying something to him. "No, it doesn't," he says curtly, turning back to the kids. Something about the way he answers makes you think he might be lying, but still, you drop the subject.

"So what do you normally do during naptime?" you ask.

"Exactly what we're already doing."

You look back out at the little sleeping mounds. "You never play games or anything while they sleep?" Moon shrugs. "Well that sounds boring," you state, getting up and walking over to the supply closet to quietly pull out some craft paper and scissors. Moon looks up at you as you reappear in front of him and place the crafting supplies down.

"I don't color, that's Sun's thing," he quips, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Well then it's a good thing I wasn't planning on coloring, isn't it?" you retort, and he finally smiles, leaning forward to watch you inquisitively. You cut the paper into little strips lining them up based on color, Moon staring the entire time. After a while, his curiosity gets the best of him.

"What are you making?" he questions.

"You'll see," is all you respond with, now picking up one of the strips and folding it intricately. Finally, you fold the last part over and hold it up to Moon. It's an origami star. The first of many. He seems genuinely in awe for a second, taking it from your hands gently. He turns it over, inspecting it carefully.

"How did you do that?" he asks as you pick up another strip and begin folding it now.

"All that AI and they never programmed you to know origami?" you tease, handing him one of the strips. He smiles.

"I told you, cheapskates."

*****

A/N: Yay, Moony is here now! Also Y/N is kinda stupid for never paying attention to the Moondrop posters around. Although I guess since there quite literally aren't any posters or TVs that have his ad inside the actual play area of the daycare, if you're not looking for them you probably won't see them. ANYWAYS, did Moon meet your standards? He's a bit more closed off than Sunny is, but I promise he will warm up to you! Slow burn, remember?

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