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roosterforme · 1 year

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When Tomorrow Comes | Rooster x Reader

Summary: Four months is a long time to go without Bradley. When you tease him a little bit the night before his deployment starts, he reminds you that he's always worth the wait.

Warnings: Fluff and smut and a tiny bit of angst

Length: 1100 words

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Female Reader

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"I don't know what you expect me to do with myself, Bradley. Four months is a very long time."

He popped open the bottle of ice cold champagne in response, and raised one eyebrow as he poured it into two paper cups. "I expect you to behave. Like a good girl." He handed you a cup and watched you take a drink before he turned to look out beyond the rocks to the sun setting over the ocean. He was even more handsome than usual as his face was lit up by the dying sunlight.

You grinned and got up onto your knees, taking another sip as you made your way across the tailgate of the Bronco until you were snug up against his side. Bradley smirked as you rested your chin on his shoulder and kissed his neck before you whispered, "When have you ever known me to be a good girl?"

"Baby," he groaned, taking a sip as he eyed you with delight. You kissed his mustache, popping a champagne bubble in the process. "This bad girl thing? It's just an act. I can see right through you." He pulled you to him until his thigh was snug between both of yours. Then he whispered against your lips, "You're so good. So sweet. Just the way I like it."

"But four months," you whined playfully as he started to kiss your neck and chest. "That's one hundred and twenty-two nights, Bradley. I'm going to need something to keep me warm. Keep me happy. Entertained."

He set his cup down before taking yours as well. "How about these things?" he asked, taking both of your hands in his and holding them up. "They look useful." You wiggled your fingers at him, and he kissed each one of them as you laughed.

It was a game. You both knew you would wait forever for him to come back if you had to. And you knew he'd be just as good to you while he was deployed.

But you wanted him to claim you just one more time before he left.

"My hands?" you scoffed. "Look how small they are, Bradley." He smiled and kissed your palm before you ran your fingers along the scars on his cheek.

"Sure, sure," he agreed, wrapping one arm around your waist and pulling you closer. "But if you close your eyes, baby...go ahead, close 'em," he whispered, waiting until you shut them and had nothing to go off of except his voice. "If you close your eyes and think about me... think about all the things I like to do to my good girl," he crooned, taking your hand in his and guiding it up your thigh, underneath your skirt, "it'll feel so good."

You gasped softly, your eyes still shut tight as he helped you touch yourself through your underwear. "Mmm."

"You think you can do that for me?" he asked, tucking one of your own fingers inside the elastic and using it to stroke along your slit. "Be my good girl?"

"Yes," you promised, nearly knocking over both cups and the champagne bottle as you straddled both of his thighs.

"Then one hundred and twenty-three nights from now, I'll be back," he swore, kissing your lips while he continued to use your fingers on your clit. "And I'll make those four lonely months up to you."

You wrapped your arms around his neck, and he smiled as he eased himself onto his back with you on top of him. Then he rolled you both over so his warm body was pressing you down into the blanket, and you looked up at the sky as he pulled your wet fingers to his lips. You were surprised to see how dark the sky had become and how many stars were starting to shine, knowing you only had a few precious hours left with him.

You moaned as he licked your wetness from your hand. There was a soft tremor in your voice as you said, "I'm going to miss you."

Bradley covered your lips with his, parting them so you could taste yourself on his languid kisses. He took his time, slowly easing your underwear down your legs and tucking them into his pocket. "When tomorrow comes, I'm only going to be thinking about two things."

"Really?" you giggled, reaching for the fly of his jeans. "Who's the other girl?"

"Listen," he said with a soft laugh. "I only need you. You're more than enough of a handful for me, baby." You nipped his smiling lips as he helped you pull his jeans and boxers down until you could stroke his length. "I'll be thinking about you. And I'll be thinking about how I can finish my deployment safely and get back home. And that's it."

Your head tipped back as he pushed himself against your core, and you arched your back, welcoming him where you wanted him. He pushed himself inside you until he bottomed out.

You let yourself get lost in the feel of him. The night sky, the champagne, the sounds of the breakers on the rocks... and Bradley. Because it would be impossible to really enjoy those other things when you didn't have him.

He fucked you gently, letting you feel every glorious inch of him as he said, "You're so good. A bit of a handful, but I like that."

You laughed softly, the sound turning into a gasp as he once again took your hand in his and pressed your middle finger to your clit.

"You want the list of things you're allowed to think about while I'm gone?" he asked, grunting next to your ear.

"Yes. Tell me."

"Baby, you can think about me. And your left hand. And your right hand. And how good it's going to feel when I'm with you again."

You were close now, expertly getting yourself off while he expertly got you there as well.

"I'll be good," you panted. "I'll be a good girl for you."

He fucked you a little harder now, his eyes on yours as he said, "I know you will. I love you."

You came with his name all over your lips, and he came with his lips all over your hands. And when you curled up on his lap as you both sipped champagne in the darkness, you whispered, "I love you, too."

He kissed your left ring finger. "You behave and I'll get something to keep this finger warm forever. Something pretty. Something sparkly."

"You better."

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mcflymemes · 11 months

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PROMPTS FOR THE MOST ROMANTIC THINGS TO SAY * updated version, adjust as necessary

you should be kissed and often, and by someone who knows how.

you are my dearest one. my reason for life.

until my last day, i'll be loving you.

kiss me. kiss me as if it were the last time.

love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs.

i was swallowed up in an abyss of love in an instant.

you are my heart, my life, my one and only thought.

you are sunlight through a window, which i stand in, warmed.

you are beautiful without knowing it.

anyone who has seen your smile has known perfection.

every atom of your flesh is as dear to me as my own.

i became fascinated by your goodness. i was drawn in by it.

all i want is to deserve you. tell me what to do. i’ll do anything you say.

i will return. i will find you. love you. marry you. and live without shame.

it has made me better loving you.

i see you only with my heart.

i would love to say that you make me weak in the knees, but to be quite upfront and completely truthful, you make my body forget it has knees at all.

i've fallen in love. i didn't think such violent things could happen to ordinary people.

we loved with a love that was more than love.

i find myself choosing you, more and more every day.

i can’t sleep, i can’t eat, i can’t do anything but think about you.

we are asleep until we fall in love.

you want the moon? just say the word, and i'll throw a lasso around it and pull it down.

i cannot let you burn me up, nor can i resist you.

i believe in you completely.

a hundred hearts would be too few to carry all my love for you.

love is never a waste of time.

when i am gone, my love, do not look for me in the places we used to go together. look for me in the places we always planned to go together.

i’ve hungered for your touch.

you must allow me to tell you how ardently i admire and love you.

when you fall in love, it is a temporary madness.

i’ve tried so many times to think of a new way to say it, and it’s still i love you.

my soul and your soul are forever tangled.

in all the world, there is no heart for me like yours. in all the world, there is no love for you like mine.

the first time ever i saw your face, i thought the sun rose in your eyes.

i wish i had done everything on earth with you.

if you remember me, then i don’t care if everyone else forgets.

you are, and always have been, my dream.

i love that you are the last person i want to talk to before i go to sleep at night.

come near now, and kiss me.

when will i hold you again?

it’s always better when we’re together.

you were the only thing in my life that was real.

in your smile i see something more beautiful than the stars.

when i saw you i fell in love, and you smiled because you knew.

you complete me.

i wanted it to be you. i wanted it to be you so badly.

i think i’d miss you even if we never met.

love is a friendship set to music.

i never want to stop making memories with you.

every time i see you, i fall in love all over again.

do i love you? my god, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches.

we kiss like we invented it.

i can’t smile without you.

now you're my whole life. now you're my whole world.

you're every minute of my every day.

maybe it's our imperfections that make us so perfect for one another.

i can't see anything i don't like about you.

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dumblilb · 10 months

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SUMMERTIME SADNESS

Jeremiah Fisher x Fem!Reader

(Summary: ~ Think I'll miss you forever. Like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky ~

No place in the world ever felt more like home to Y/n Rowe than Cousins beach. Sure it was a beautiful place, but it was more to do with the people. Her and her mother spent every summer since she was brought home with the Fishers and the Conklins. It was her favorite time of year.

But this year felt different. Everything felt more intense. She was finally comfortable in her skin. And that meant maybe, just maybe, Jeremiah Fisher might actually notice her.)

(Warnings: none for this chapter besides some underage drinking and insecure thoughts)

(Words: 4074)

* ・゚☆ 。・ * ・゚★ 。・ * ・゚☆ * ・゚☆ 。

Chapter 1:

I loved cousins beach. Maybe even more than home. But then again it never feels quite like home without the fishers and the conklins. Me and my mother have been staying with them at cousins beach since before I could remember. It was my favorite part of the year. It suck’s being so far from your best friends. So the months between June and august we have to make the most of it. Me and belly would call sporadically throughout the school year but the weeks leading up to cousins whe faced times every single night. Planning outfits and talking about what we would do all summer.

And well, the fisher boys. It was painfully obvious how much belly liked Conrad. I remember the day I squeezed the information out of her. Literally. We were in her room two summers ago and it was late. We had been messing around playing dress up in some clothes I stole from my mom when I bring it up.

“Belly I swear I know who you like.”

“No you don’t.” She says looking in the floor length mirror giggling.

“Yes I do.” I say jumping to her shoulders with a hug. She squealed

As we fell to the bed.

“Who then?” She laughs squinting her eyes.

“CONRA-“ I say loudly before she puts her hands over my mouth.

“STOP! Be quiet.” She whispers eyeing the door hoping the boy didn’t her me from down the hall.

“I knew it.” I say muffled from under her fingers. I wrap my arms around her squeezing her in a big hug causing her to let my mouth go.

“That’s so cute! I knew it!” I smile. She just rolls her eyes with a big blush across her cheeks.

“Fine, fine. I like conrad. But you can’t tell anyone.” She said looking me dead in the eyes.

“Pinky promise.” I grin softly.

“Pinky promise.” She says wrapping hers around mine.

“Plus I promise not to tell anyone you like Jeremiah.” She giggles causing a loud gasp to leave my lips.

Sitting in the car on the way to cousins always brings up memories like that. Maybe it’s the nerves that get built up to see him. Would he notice me that way this summer? Did he look better than the year before? It always clouded my mind on the road there. But then we would hit this place in the road where you could smell the sea so strong it would all fade away. And the excitement would flow back in.

We finally pull up to the house and I see Jeremiah and a soaking wet belly run out the door.

“Y/n!” Belly yells jumping into my arms. Getting me slightly wet in the process.

“Hi bells.” I muse with a wide smile.

“I missed the belly flop didn’t I?” I laugh and Jeremiah chuckles walking up to us.

“Oh yeah you did. But this time she got Conrad back.” He says and belly moves to the side letting him get a hug in.

“Missed you n/n.” He says squeezing me tight spinning us around.

“I missed you too Jere.” I say letting go. The feeling on his hands moving themselves from my waist to his sides making my cheeks heat up. Belly just smiles knowingly and then they both greet my mom, helping her with her bags. I start to get mine out when Susannah, Laurel, Steven, and Conrad walk outside.

“My beautiful girl. Look at you!” Susannah smiles as she walks up to me pilling me up in a warm hug. Sometimes the only thing in the world that can make me feel better is a hug from Susannah. She has this was of making you believe everything will be okay.

“I missed you so much.” I say holding her tight.

“My turn, my turn!” Laurel says and Susannah lets her get a hug.

“Ugh I’m so excited to be here with you guys.” I say and she pulls away fixing my hair.

“It’s so good to see you.” She smiles and they both turn to my mom. They all smile and embrace each other. It makes me wonder if us kids will be like them when we’re older. But I’m brought out of thought when I feel a hand aggressively messing up my hair.

“Hi Steven.” I say rolling my eyes.

“You know I’m gonna get pay back for last summer right.” He says with a glare that doesn’t reach the giant smile on his lips.

“Oh yeah I bet.” I smirk. Every summer me and Steven have a little prank war. Last year me and belly stole all of his clothes while he was in the shower and dumped them in the pool. The moms made us do laundry for a week after. But it was worth it.

He goes to say hi to my mom and Conrad comes up.

“You got taller.” He smiles.

“You didn’t.” I say smiling back causing him to laugh.

“Yeah yeah okay, I’m gonna got say hi to the nicer Rowe, before I’m all Rowe-ed out for the day.” He jokes and belly comes up to me.

“Let’s get your bags inside. I wanna get you all unpacked so we can hang out.” She says dragging me to the trunk of the car. We grab everything and head up to my room.

The light blue patterned wallpaper brings this sensation of calm everyone I walk in. It feels serene. My room back home is covered in posters, but here, here was a clean slate for my mind to breathe in every year.

Belly puts my bags on the bed and I open them up starting to unpack my clothes her putting away my makeup stuff.

“God I love all your makeup stuff it’s so pretty. I need to get better at it before I can go all out like this.” She smiles as I put a few shirts in the drawer.

“I’ll teach you don’t worry. Plus you’re so beautiful already makeup for you should just be fun.” I remark. She looks up at me with a blush.

“You’re just saying that.” She scoffs.

“No I’m serious bells. You’ve always had beauty don’t get me wrong, but you had a glow up this year.” I reassure and her smile grows.

“Well you’ve gotten more beautiful too. You just seem so comfortable in your skin this summer.” She says back. Nudging me with her hip.

I just thank her. She was half right. I definitely feel more confident in my self. But I’ll always feel insecure in this town. All the pretty girls on the beach will never fail to make me self conscious about what should be my so called ��bikini body’. Or not being able to wear makeup to the beach when I’m having a breakout. But I’ve learned to ignore those thoughts as well as I can.

I’m a year older than belly. And I always feel like I have to hide those thoughts from her. Be a good example. She doesn’t need to find insecurities in herself because I’m complaining about mine.

“Hey let’s go to my room real quick I want to change out of these wet clothes.” She giggles pulling me out of thought.

“Oh yeah duh, let’s go.” I smile. “I wanna pick out your outfit though.” I smirk and she sighs.

“You’re so extra about this stuff.” She complains and I just laugh.

“I got a passion for fashion, what can I say.”

“Did you just quote bratz.” She giggles as I go through her drawers.

“And what if I did.” I smirk.

“You’re so-“ she starts to say when the door slams open.

“Hello ladies.” Jeremiah says jumping on belly’s bed.

“She could have been changing you dork.” I say throwing a pillow at him.

“You guys always lock the door when you change. I know you.” He says throwing the pillow.

“But anyways both of you do need to change. I’ve been waiting all day to go to the beach with you guys.”

“I- uh, told my mom me and y/n would go to whale of a tale.” She says and Jeremiah grabs junior mint making a sad face.”

“Please come swimming with me.” He says in this stupid baby voice.

“-I think she can go by herself.” Belly says and me and Jere share a big smile.

“YAY!” He exclaims getting up off the bed. He grabs my wrist pulling me to my room. Before I can say he shuts the door with me in it.

“Both of you go change!” He says and runs downstairs.

I pull out a bathing suit and head downstairs with my towel meeting Jere and belling in the back.

“Ready?” I ask and he turns to me. God his eyes were blue. They had a tack for making me forget what I was thinking about when I started speaking to him. They both say yes and we start walking but the whole walk all I could think of was how he got tanner this summer. And his hair looked fluffier than last. He had gotten taller too. He had to look down a little to make eye contacts. Which made my heart flutter.

“Hey. Did you know my dad's coming up for the Fourth?” Says belly making us look at her.

“Cool.” Jeremiah smiles.

“Yeah that’s great.” I say doing the same.

“Don't you think it's weird?” She asks.

“Not really. I love your dad.” Jere adds.

“Yeah, but they've only been divorced for, like, a year and a half.” She sighs.

“Well, that's what's so cool about your mom, you know? She just doesn't give a shit.” He says.

“Exactly. She doesn't give a sh¡t because she's the one who wanted the divorce in the first place.” She continues.

“Forever grateful I’m adopted. I never have to deal with men. It sounds exhausting.” I giggle and they both join in.

“I think if you don't want to be married, you just shouldn't be married.” Jere says and I nod.

“It’s better for everyone involved.”

“Well, tell that to my grandma. She basically collapsed when my mom told her. Did you know my dad has a new girlfriend already?” She chuckles.

“Well, what about your mom? Is she dating anybody?” Jere asks.

“No. Oh, and he has a beard now.” She laughs.

“Oh yeah?” I say.

“Your dad has a beard?” Jere says with a confused face.

“Yeah. He thinks it makes him look cool.” She sighs.

“Well, does it?” I ask.

“Kind of.” She snorts.

“I've waited all year for this.” I say loudly as we get to the water.

“You want to race?” Jere asks us.

“No, no, I can't, you...” belly starts to say then runs towards the water leaving us behind.

“Oh that is just not fair.” I say and start running too.

“Oh, come on. Wait up!” Jere yells and chases us. He quickly catches up to me grabbing me and spinning me around.

“If I can’t be first I’ll be second.” He smiles. “SORRY N/N” he continues and bolts for the water. I just kinda stand there for a second in a daze. The heat from his body goes just as quickly as it came leaving me in shock. I’ve always had a crush on the younger fisher brother. But for some reasons this year it felt stronger. Maybe it’s because I finally feel pretty enough in my own skin. Maybe he’ll notice me.

Jeremiah fisher is the biggest flirt in cousins. He’s had multiple summer flings for the past few years. But I don’t want to be that. I don’t want to be someone he forgets about in the fall. And maybe being friends is the only way that can happen. But a girl can dream.

We all head back to the house for dinner. Getting changed into dry clothes and seated at the table.

“Steven, I swear to God, if you look at that phone one more time, I'm putting it in the screen basket.” Laurel says scolding her oldest child.

“It's just, we want to see your beautiful faces. Can dinner be a screen-free zone? You know, like the olden days.” Susannah smiles with a small chuckle at her own joke.

“Steven.” Laurel repeats. Jeremiah takes his phone from his hands and throws it into the basket.

“Dude, are you kidding me?” Steven exclaims.

“Boom! Nailed it.” Jere says flexing.

“Okay, okay, okay, we get it, you've been working out.” Steven complains.

“Oh, you're just jealous because Jere has a better body than you.” I say nonchalant but quickly look up to see Jere looking at me with a pleasantly surprised look on his face.

“Thank you n/n. You’re pretty bodacious yourself.” He says quoting ‘bill and teds excellent adventure.’ I made him watch it with me last year and he hasn’t stopped sending me stupid texts quoting it since. I just roll my eyes with a small smile, saying thank you.

“Uh, no, actually, it's all about the lean look now. Otherwise, you can't wear tailored suits.” Steven defends.

“Sure, sure.” Belly says.

“Tailored suits.” Conrad laughs.

“When are you leaving for training camp, man?” Steven asks him.

“Uh, he quit football.” Jere says.

“Wh... Wait, really? You quit?” Steven asks.

“Mm-hmm.”

“Are you kidding me, man? I'd-I'd kill to play college ball.” Steven continues.

“He can always change his mind.” Susannah butts in.

“I'm not gonna change my mind. I was just gonna sit on the bench all season anyways.” Conrad says getting annoyed.

“Well, if you're not playing football anymore, what are you gonna do all summer?” Belly asks.

“Oh, dude, you can work at the club. with me and Jere.” Steven says.

“Yeah. I'm not gonna work at the club.” Conrad scoffs.

“Wait, you guys are working this summer?” I ask.

“Yeah, I'm lifeguarding, and Steven's working at the snack shop.” Jere says doing a lil hand shake with Steven.

“Oh, Belly, Y/n, I almost forgot. I have a surprise for you.” Susannah says taking out two white invitations.

“So, this is why you had to stop by the country club.” My mom says. And Laurel shakes her head.

“I wrangled Belly and y/n an invitation to be a debutante.” Susannah exclaims.

“Is that the thing where the girls wear white dresses and curtsy?” Belly asks.

“It's when a girl comes of age and is presented to society. I-I know it sounds silly, but I swear it's fun. Girls come from all over New England to Cousins just to be a part of it. You'll make so many new friends.” Susannah defends.

“I cannot believe you are still holding on to this archaic dream.” My mom laughs.

“No, it used to be about finding a husband, but now it's about networking. They teach you leadership skills, like how to market yourself, and it benefits charity. It's, um, like a bat mitzvah.” Susannah continues.

“It is not like a bat mitzvah. There is nothing religious about a debutante ball.” Laurel scoffs.

“The whole deb scene is bullshit. It's for sheep.” Conrad says.

“No, it's not. It's when a girl has a coming out, it's a formal recognition she's reached maturity.” Susannah continues.

“Oh, sorry. I'm sorry. Mature?” Steven says surprised.

“Yes.”

“Belly and Y/n?”

“Mm-hmm.”

“A-a couple months ago you had a cat funeral. You made us all wear black.” Steven exclaims flabbergasted.

“Shut up, Steven. I saw you crying in your room.” Belly recoils.

“Wait, Mochi died? Dang. I'm sorry, Bells.” Jere says a sympathetic expression taking his features.

“Girls. Don't you want to get all dressed up?” Susannah asks hopeful.

“It's just not Belly's kind of thing. She's our feral little alley cat.” Laurel says. My mom already knows I’ll say yes. I like dressing up. Meeting new people isn’t my favorite thing but if it’s with belly I’ll do it.

Belly looks to me and I smile softly causing her to do the same and look back to Susannah.

“I'll think about it.” She says.

“She'll think about it.” Says Susannah to Laurel happily.

We finish up dinner and I head up to my room. After a few minutes I hear a knock at my door. Jere cracks it open and I invite him in.

“Hey, there’s a bonfire tonight. I already asked your mom and she said you could go. Get dressed.” He says flopping down on my bed next to me.

“What my pajamas aren’t bonfire ready enough for you.” I say turning to him.

“They are, but I know you. Go pick out a cute little outfit. And let’s go.” He says booping my nose and walking out of my room.

Sometimes I hate how right he is.

I pick out a dress and put on my leather jacket. It gets cold at the beach during the night. I slide on my shoes and head to the door to the back yard.

“Ooo y/n give us a twirl.” Jeremiah says with a smile as I walk up and I laugh doing a small 360 for him and Steven.

“Okay let’s go!” Steven says and we walk out the back door.

“First bonfire of the summer!” jere says loudly.

“All right, we're totally taking my car. You're not driving.” Jere says pointing to steven.

“Come on, man, we're leaving. You ready?” Steven says to Conrad who is sitting at the edge of the pool talking to belly.

“Can I come, too?” She asks.

“Uh, no. The moms are getting everything set up for your movie night.” Steven says.

“See you. Let's go, slowpoke. Have fun with the moms!” Jere says.

“Hey why can’t belly come?” I ask but the boys start walking away.

“Come on y/n.” They say not stopping.

“I’m sorry. I’ll take you out a different night. Just us girls.” I say to belly heading to the car.

We get to the bonfire and I thought I would be hanging out with them but they all dispersed and left me alone. Steven is flirting with this girl and Conrad is already making out with someone. Jere has a group of like four people fawning over his attention. I’m not a big drinker so I just kinda chill by the fire. Till I decide to go walk closer to the water. I needed to get the sight of Jeremiah flirting with other people out of my head.

I loved the ocean. Well. To be honest I loved the shore. The part of the water that you can still see your feet in when you look down.

The first time I realized I liked Jeremiah we were sitting on the shore. We were 12 and we sat covered in wet sand digging for sand crabs. He had found one and told me to put my hands out. He put it and a small pile of sand onto my palms and put his forehead to mine to block the sun. We sat there and watched it dig around. Legs crisscross and knees together. His eyes met mine for a second and he had the biggest smile of his face. That was the first moment I understood what people meant when they said they got butterflies in their stomachs.

I shook the memory out of my head and started walking back to the bonfire. It was getting too cold. When I got there though I saw belly. And she was talking with some guy. They looked cute together so I just left them alone. Till I hear Conrad fighting with some guy.

“What's your problem, man?”

“It's one beer. It's a party. Relax.”

“No, give me my beer back. I paid for this.”

“Stop, stop. You're drunk. Just give him the beer.” The girl Conrad was with says.

“Maybe you should listen to your lady.”

“Stop. You're drunk.”

“No. I'm fine. I'm fine. Give me the beer back.” Conrad argues.

“You guys, you guys, you guys.” Belly says walking up to them just as it’s about to get physical. She gets elbowed in the face by the guy Conrad was arguing with.

“Belly.” Conrad says concerned.

“Guys. What the hell.” I say running to help belly up.

“What the fսck is wrong with you?” Conrad says to the guy.

“Are you okay?” Jere says coming up to belly.

“Come on, big man, come on.“ the guy says still egging Conrad on.

“Quit being a dick.” I yell at the guy.

“COPS!” Some kid yells and lights start flashing. We all run to the jeep and climb in. I look around and notice I dropped my phone.

“Fuck I lost my phone I’ll be right back.” I say.

“I’ll help you look.” Jere says.

We trace back our steps and find it.

“Shit this thing is gonna be full of sand for weeks.” I complain and he laughs.

“It’ll be fine don’t worry about it- hey is that Steven?” He asks and we look over.

“Steven hurry up!” I yell and he runs over.

“Sorry I was saying goodbye.”

“Oooh Steven got a girlfriend-“ I start to say goofing around with him till we get to the jeep and see the cops talking to belly and Conrad. Fuck.

We get escorted home and Laurel takes care of it.

“Officers, thank you. It won't happen again, I can promise you that much.”she says.

“Tell Mr. Fisher the chief wants to set up a tee time when he gets back in town.” The officer says.

“Absolutely. Sorry again for all the trouble. Have a good night, Officers.” Laurel says and shuts the door turning to us with disappointed look.

“How could you guys be so irresponsible?”

“Mom, it wasn't a big deal. All right?” Belly says.

“Seriously. The cops were just looking to break up the bonfire.” Steven says.

“Not a big deal? Yes. I would say getting picked up by the cops for underage drinking is a pretty big deal, Steven.” She says letting out a scoff.

“Were-were you guys, you guys smoking tonight?” Conrad asks and my jaw drops. Why is he being such a douchebag.

“What? Keep your voice down. Susannah and Kate are asleep on the couch.” Laurel says panicked.

“Well, I wasn't yelling.” He continues.

“Well, you-you-you were.”

“Just so you know, Laurel, I-I didn't drink tonight. I was the DD, I swear.” Jere reassured her. But she doesn’t care.

“You're the oldest. What the hell's gotten into you?” She says to Conrad.

“And when did you leave the house without telling anybody? And what in the world are you wearing?” She says looking to belly.

“It's Taylor's. And why am I the only one who's not allowed to go out?” She asks.

“It's not that you're not allowed, it's that you should have told us you were going. How did you even get there?” Laur says concerned.

“I walked.”

“Jesus. You know better than to walk that far down the beach alone late at night.”

“Can you stop treating me like a kid?” Belly pleads.

“If you want to be treated like an adult, you need to act like one.”

“Then maybe you guys should, too.” Conrad says digging himself in deeper.

“What does that mean? I hope you realize this night could have ended a lot differently if your family wasn't your family.” She says to the boys.

“We're sorry, Laur.” I say.

“Just... go to bed, guys.” She says sighing and we all walk upstairs.

Im about to get ready for bed when I feel arms wrap around me from the back.

“Jere go to bed.” I say shaking my head.

“Im so happy you’re here.” He says letting go and I smile.

“Why.”

“Cause me and you are doing another movie night soon.” He says.

“Oh yeah?” I questions.

“Yeah and it’s my turn to pick.” He says. “Be prepared to be stollen from belly one of these nights.” He continues and leaves the room only to crack the door open one last time.

“Good night n/n.”

“Good night Jere.” I say and he shuts the door.

I get ready for bed and climb under the covers. As I’m falling asleep all I can think about is his arms wrapped around me.

This summer was going to be great.

#jeremiah fisher #jeremiah fisher x reader #the summer i turned pretty #tsitp #tsitp season 1 #tsitp x you #tsitp x reader #tsitp jeremiah #belly conklin #conrad fisher #susannah fisher #laurel park #steven conklin

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doumadono · 9 months

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Jeszcze raz gratulacje, maleńka! Zasłużyłaś! Jestem taka w chuj dumna! A teraz mój requeścik:

feeling so lonely that they have to call their lover/friend, just to get a sense and reminder that they're still there / Shoto Todoroki / blurb

A phone call - Shoto Todoroki x Reader

Synopsis: during one of Shoto's missions, you call him because you miss him dearly A/N: ah, dziękuję, kochana! Twoje wsparcie dużo dla mnie znaczy! ♥

MASTERLIST

Two weeks have passed since your beloved boyfriend, Shoto, embarked on a special mission to Kyoto. While it wasn't unusual for him to be away for a few days, this time it marked the first occasion he had been gone for such an extended period. The days seemed longer, and the nights colder, leaving you feeling like a distant star, shining in solitude. Each passing moment brought an ache of longing, and you found solace in calling him, just to hear his voice and know that he was still there.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, you found yourself sitting by the window, gazing out at the city lights, and the emptiness within your heart mirrored the darkening sky. You took out your phone, hesitated for a moment, and then dialed Shoto's number. Your heart fluttered as the line connected, and his deep voice greeted you with a soft "Hello?"

"Hi, Shoto," you replied, trying to sound casual, but your voice betrayed the ache you felt.

He sensed it immediately, "Is something wrong, baby? You sound a little distant."

You took a deep breath, gathering your thoughts, and finally opened up, "I just… I miss you. It feels like forever since I've seen you."

"I miss you too," he replied gently after a few seconds of silence, "but I promise, this mission will be over soon, and we'll be together again."

"Shoto, when will you be back?" you asked, a single tear rolled down your cheek as you missed your boyfriend much.

"I can't give you an exact date, but I promise I'm doing everything I can to finish this mission as soon as possible, Y/N."

The reassurance in his words brought a glimmer of hope to your heart. You longed to tell him how much you needed him, how his presence was like a lifeline, anchoring you in a world of uncertainty. But instead, you smiled through the tears and shared the little joys and struggles of your days, wanting to fill the void of his absence with your voice. "Can you stay on the line with me for a while?" you asked, your voice softening with vulnerability.

"Of course," he said, his voice a reassuring anchor in the storm of emotions swirling within you.

"I know you're doing important work, and I'm proud of you," you said, your voice soft but resolute, "I just… I wish you were here with me."

"I wish I were there too, Y/N," he admitted, "but know that every day I'm fighting to make the world safer, not just for us, but for everyone."

As his words resonated within you, you realized the magnitude of Shoto's love, not just for you but for the world. The admiration you felt for him swelled, and you found yourself yearning even more to be by his side, supporting him in every way possible.

As the night deepened, the conversation turned to fond memories and dreams of the future. Shoto shared how he tirelessly gathered information about a new group of villains in Kyoto, but when the night fell and he was alone in his hotel room, he couldn't help but long for you, yearning to feel your presence by his side.

"I love you so much, baby," he whispered.

You heard him yawn softly. "Go to sleep, tiger," you asked tenderly, "I'm sure you're exhausted after a day of intense work."

"Yeah, I think I'll try to catch some sleep," he replied with a hint of weariness in his voice.

"Thank you for staying on the line with me," you said, your voice filled with gratitude.

"Anytime. I'll always be here for you."

In that moment, you realized that love knew no distance, and the feeling of loneliness began to dissipate. With Shoto by your side, whether physically present or not, you knew you could conquer anything that life threw your way.

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cumikering · 6 months

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MW3: A Year After

.8k | angst, fml, MW3 spoilers

It’s been a year. I’d always dreaded it. Never even thought I’d be here to say it. But it’s been a year since the last time you held me, kissed me and told me you loved me. Since you didn’t text back in over 36 hours, since Price showed up at our door that quiet night.

I wrote you many eulogies – I just couldn’t say enough. In those two days leading up to your funeral, I laid on the floor of our room staring at the ceiling. I fumbled with your dog tags around my neck as I recited the words through the endless river of tears. I got this, I thought, but instead I stood by your casket sobbing, the soggy wad of paper crumpled in my fist.

I tried to say more than “John Mactavish was” – I really did, but my ground trembled and my sky shattered. Price had to lead me back to my seat, saying no one needed me to say a thing to know just how much you meant to me.

This body wasn’t mine anymore. It felt like a bad dream. Like I woke up in a different life, like I fell down the darkest pit into a different universe, that this was someone else’s life.

My soul died with you, and it plunged me into an abyss. You took the breath out of my lungs, and I was tortured in the tsunamis of missing you. My heart was barren, a wasteland, where the heartbeat wasn’t anymore. I floated in nothingness, wishing something, anything to take me away from this world without you in it.

It was unfair. You didn’t deserve this.

I couldn’t stop talking about your departure, about how unceremonious it was, about how crudely you were taken from me. Unfortunately, the person I wanted to talk about your death the most with was you.

I wish there was a customer care line in heaven, because I know that's where you’d be. I’ll take an email address; I’ll file a formal complaint, a strongly worded one. I’ll rant all about it, and knowing you, you’d make it all okay.

I’d been scared that I’d forget you, but I haven’t. I remember my favourite things about you. You loved so freely, so fiercely, laughed so loud and proud. You always made everyone feel good around you. You were my eternal sunshine. Everything you touched blossomed. With the smile on my face, people told me I was always so happy. Of course. You were mine.

Our time was cut short, way too short, but I had so many blessings I couldn’t even begin to count. It brought me such joy to wake up every day knowing I was yours. Heaven was a place on Earth with you, and it’d be selfish to ask for anything more.

But how could I lie to myself. I am selfish. I do want so much more with you.

Knowing that I have to spend the rest of my life without you ruined me. I’ve got these years left, too many now without you. I’d have given you half of my remaining breaths, so I could be with you longer. Hell, I’d give you all of it, because I know you’d keep the world safe. You deserve to see it.

That gives me a glimmer of hope - the tiniest bud. I always think I wouldn't last another day without you, but I always do. Your selflessness gives me the strength, my sunshine. It will all be ok, like you always said.

You told me there’s always hope as long as the sun is still warm like your kisses, the sky is still as blue as your gorgeous eyes, and the breeze still tickles like your whispers against my skin. And like the moon and the stars, and in the promise of tomorrow, you said I’d always rise.

You were in my life for many years, and there will come a day that I'd be without you longer. But I'll carry on. You taught me to live in the moment, and I will. I'll keep living, for you, my sunshine.

I miss you beyond words. No matter how long it’s been since our last ‘I love you’, I love you - enough to last more than this lifetime. In time I’ll let you go, but for now don’t wake me up from this dream because I still want to be in love with you.

Thank you, Johnny. Being together was truly a gift.

Forever yours, no matter where you are, even when we can't meet anymore.

I’m sorry I had to get this out of my system. Here’s a happy possessive best friend Soap crashing your date fic

@sofasoap @b1rds3ye @caramlizedtomatoes @gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot @losersimonriley

#call of duty #cod #soap angst #cod mw3 #soap x reader #cod mwiii #call of duty angst #soap mactavish #call of duty x reader #john soap mactavish #soap #johnny soap mactavish #soap cod #cod x reader #cod fanfic #cod angst #soap didn't have to die #soap's death

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I don't know why, but every time I listen to Summertime Sadness by Lana Del Rey, I always think about Itachi. Thinking about how much he loved his alpha and how they may have been the best person he's ever been with, that it brings him so much sadness, especially if they're not with him anymore. They could've broken up or something (because the odds are terribly against him when it comes to picking his own alpha as the future clan head). These thoughts can also apply to Neji because his situation is similar in a way.

There's a part she sings. "I think I'll miss you forever like the stars miss the sun in the morning skies," and it never fails to break my poor heart. Just instant K.O. It's past midnight, and my melancholy thoughts are plaguing me, and I just thought I'd share this with you. Summertime Sadness is good for angst fuel if you ever need it. Actually, just Lana Del Rey in general 😂

I'm not personally a fan of Lana Del Rey's music, but I can understand why you'd relate it to Itachi, I get those vibes.

Itachi is for sure the type to break out weirdly poetic statements when he's feeling melancholic, and they kind of sound like they should be deep, but Itachi didn't really go to school and he has no idea what normal socialisation is, so they just make everyone around him go 🤨😬

Genuinely, he could probably get his clan to agree to his marriage to his alpha of choice by just constantly speaking like that. It would drive everyone mad, and they'd give in as long as he stopped.

...

"Itachi, what are you doing? You've been staring at the pond for ten minutes."

Itachi: "Sometimes... I feel like a koi... trapped... in a pond... made for koi."

"..."

Itachi: "The only freedom... is not knowing that you're trapped... and thus koi are blessed... to never understand."

"Is this about that non-clan alpha again?"

Itachi: 😞

#itachi #a/b/o #omegaverse #headcanons #hcs #asks

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lokidokieokie · 1 year

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The Calm After the Storm

Summary: After a grueling mission, Bucky and Y/n find solace and strength in each other's love.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Fem!Reader

Warning(s): fluffy fluff, mentions of a tough mission, lovey dovey things, Bucky Barnes ('cause he's just a warning himself), lemme know if I missed anything

The sun began to set, casting a golden hue over the tranquil lake as Bucky and Y/n sat side by side on a weathered wooden dock. The air was filled with a gentle breeze, carrying the scent of fresh pine trees and wildflowers. It was a moment of respite after a tumultuous mission, and the both of them relished in the tranquility that surrounded them.

Bucky turned his head to steal a glance at her. The fading light illuminated her face, highlighting the subtle freckles that dusted her cheeks and the soft curve of her lips. The remnants of worry and exhaustion were etched on her features, but they were slowly fading away, replaced by a sense of calm. Bucky couldn't help but smile at the sight.

"You okay?" Bucky asked, his voice gentle yet filled with genuine concern.

She turned to face him, their eyes meeting. She offered a small smile in return, her fingers tracing circles on the dock's worn wood. "Yeah, I'm alright. Just glad we made it back in one piece."

Bucky's metal arm brushed against her own, a silent show of solidarity. "You were amazing out there, you know. I don't know what I would've done without you by my side."

A blush crept onto her cheeks as she averted her gaze, the praise making her heart flutter. "You weren't so bad yourself, Sergeant Barnes. As always, you kicked some serious butt."

Bucky chuckled, the sound melodic and warm. "Guess we make a pretty good team, huh?"

The two fell into a comfortable silence, their shoulders touching as they watched the sun dip below the horizon. The vibrant colours of dusk reflected on the water, casting an ethereal glow that seemed to mirror the connection between Bucky and Y/n. They had been through countless battles together, their shared experiences forging an unbreakable bond.

Her fingers intertwined with Bucky's, their hands fitting together perfectly like the missing pieces of a puzzle. Bucky's touch sent a wave of reassurance and comfort through her, erasing any lingering traces of fear. It was a silent understanding, a language spoken between them without words.

"You know," she began softly, her voice laced with vulnerability, "I don't think I could've come this far without you. You've been my anchor, James."

Bucky squeezed her hand gently, his voice filled with unwavering sincerity. "And you've been mine, Y/n. You've shown me that there's still goodness left in this world, even after everything I've done."

Their gazes met once more, the depth of their feelings mirrored in their eyes. Time seemed to stand still as they leaned in, their lips brushing against each other's in a tender kiss. It was a silent promise, a shared understanding of the love and support they found in one another.

As they pulled apart, Bucky rested his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling. "We'll always have each other's backs, no matter what comes our way. I'll protect you, Y/n. Always."

A tear slipped down Ella's cheek, but it held no sadness. It was a tear of gratitude, of immense love for the man before her. "And I'll stand by your side, Bucky. Through thick and thin."

In that moment, as the sun disappeared beyond the horizon, Bucky and Y/n found solace in each other's arms. The echoes of their past faded away, replaced by the promise of a brighter future. Together, they would face whatever challenges lay ahead, drawing strength from their unwavering love and unbreakable bond.

As the stars twinkled in the night sky, the lake embraced their shared silence, forever holding their secret love story beneath its gentle ripples.

A/N ahhh, I just love those two with a passion!

I would also like to apologise for not updating any stories in a while...I've been focusing on my Uni work (shocking, I know); and I've finally just found out where I'm being placed for my teaching practical 😳

New chapters of all my series (both normal and mini) should be coming out soon :)

tagging the usual, please lemme know if you'd like to be removed or added to the taglist :)

🏷 @thewaithfuckingannoyme @evelyn-kingsley @moonlight-ee @fall-myriad

#bucky barnes #james “bucky” barnes #the winter soldier #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x fem!reader #fem!reader #bucky barnes fanfic #fluffy mcfluff #avenger!reader #avenger!fem!reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes fluff #bucky #sebastian stan #sebastian stan character #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n

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heartcereql · 9 months

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𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀

☆neteyam sully x fem!omaticaya!reader

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒- quaritch was defeated, yes, but it cost neteyam the light of his life.

𝐂𝐖- minor cursing, implied reader's death.

𝐀/𝐍- it's short (like my ex's peepee but oh well), buuuuut i'm working on some longer fics mwah.

dearest y/n,

i know it's pretty stupid to write to you now, especially now, but dad said it might do me good. said he wrote to grace when she left.

i miss you. i miss you so incredibly much. there is not one second i spend without thinking about you. and about how unfair it was. if i had known it would be the last time, i would have kissed you harder. what the fuck am i saying; if i had known it would be the last time i would've taken your place. because you didn't deserve it. nobody does, but especially not you. you were the best, you are the best anyone who knew you has in their lives.

i see you everywhere. i can still make out your figure dancing under the pale moonlight. remember that night? your did your hair up- i think you let tuk help you. you looked so alluring. we were laughing and dancing and just enjoying, you know? feeling alive. feeling electric. see, you had a gift with words. you always knew how to make things sound so melodic. my mind will subconsciously drift to you when i hear a beautiful word.

i know what you would say, yet i can't help but feel guilty. i let you come to the reef with us. if i had been more rational, if i hadn't been so easily convinced, i could've persuaded you to stay. and none of this would've happened. so let me blame myself a bit, yeah? just because i put my feelings first, because i wanted you with me, i lost everything.

and here i though i had it all. i thought nothing scared me anymore. guess you have to lose something to really miss it, as they say. you completed me, y/n. in a way no one else could. so, losing you was losing a part of me. and i know for a fact that i'm not the only one feeling like this. you left your mark on everyone. the whole clan grieves. even the metkayinas, even the ones that barely knew you.

i know you'd want me to move on. hell, i can even hear you. "i'm no longer here, but you are. you go on. you have a life to live to its fullest, doesn't matter if i'm here or not". something along those lines. and though i can't feel nothing but utter love for you, aching to be in your arms again, it enrages me that you could ever think- and would probably think- that i could keep going without you. that my life would eventually brim with colour and light again, that i would find somebody, that i'll be able to bury your memory, to just keep you in a corner of my heart. because that's not possible. it's not and it never will be, y/n.

i'll miss you forever. like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky. sounds like something you would say. and i'll remember you forever. i'll remember you when i glance up at the moon, i'll remember you when i find a flower i'd like to keep forever, i'll remember you when i hear a beautiful melody, i'll remember you everytime someone takes care of me. i'll remember you for the rest of my life. someone once told me that nobody is truly gone if there's someone who remembers them. well, you've got plenty of those.

teach the stars how to shine, my angel.

forever yours,

neteyam.

#avatar the way of water #avatar x reader #atwow x reader #neteyam x reader #neteyam sully #neteyam sully x reader #neteyam imagine #neteyam #heartcereql

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allfortzu · 7 months

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to be lovers

-- nayeon / tzuyu. 1.24k, fluff ; birthdays. MEN DNI.

paris is lonely without a lover, nayeon is lonely without tzuyu.

nayeon decides she'll spend her twenty-eighth birthday alone.

"you sure you don't wanna do anything?"

it's not even her birthday yet, but jihyo worries.

and while nayeon appreciates the sentiment of blowing candles and popping streamers at twelve – frankly, all she wants to do now is go home to tzuyu.

"i'll be fine, really."

she smiles in earnest, but they both know it's a lie, and they both know tzuyu won't be home waiting for her either.

jihyo relents.

"call me when you reach home. i'll drink two beers in your name!"

nayeon waves her goodbye hastily.

jihyo has sana to go home to, so she shouldn't be out late anyway.

nayeon doesn't know if she could stand celebrating her birthday with two insufferable lovebirds either – or, even worse, insufferable lovebirds who get touchy when drunk.

for the most part, sana and jihyo a cute couple; but now, they're a reminder of nayeon's own lover on the other side of the world.

miles, countries, oceans away.

so far that they would never see the sun or the stars at the same time.

nayeon takes the scenic route home, a walk along the river. she hopes the sky is clear enough on tzuyu's side that she can see the faint glow of a morning moon, at least.

her phone buzzes just as she thinks it –

a baby blue heart beside a nickname only she knows, a profile with a picture she took of tzuyu herself.

tzuyu

thinking about you

maybe they're looking at the same moon, after all.

nayeon

how did you know i was thinking about you too?

nayeon finds a bench, if only to properly savour the moment. she giggles when she sees the message again, and her heart both aches and flutters.

tzuyu

i'm always thinking about you, but…

maybe it's a girlfriend thing :)

nayeon doesn't stop the silly smile that spreads over her cheeks.

nayeon

shouldn't you be at work now?

tzuyu

i took a day off

for a special occasion

;)

nayeon

oh?

considering the nature of tzuyu's job as a model, nayeon didn't know she could take days off so easily during fashion week. it's arguably the worst part of her birthdays.

but the effort remains – i’ll do all this for your birthday.

nayeon

don’t they plan your schedules out months in advance?

tzuyu

i told them i was sick

which was definitely not planned

cute, nayeon thinks, the edges of her lips tugging upwards. girlfriend things.

nayeon

surely my tzuyu wouldn't lie

tzuyu

never!

i'm coughing as we speak

cough

and then i'll never have to work again and go to dumb fashion weeks on my girlfriend's birthday

the reminder makes nayeon pout.

nayeon

you'll be home in a month right?

we can celebrate then

together :)

tzuyu

but i wanna celebrate with you today

the whole week actually

i'll take a break and stay at home with you forever

it's 11:50 pm now, and nayeon wishes tzuyu would stop giving her false hope.

nayeon

you're making me miss you a lot

tzuyu

i miss you too…

call me?

i miss your voice

nayeon doesn't waste any time making tzuyu wait.

she picks up in one ring.

"hey, lover," nayeon says, voice low.

tzuyu giggles – this is what love sounds like, nayeon thinks. the sound of tzuyu laughing because of her.

"i like it when you call me that."

tzuyu’s voice is muffled by an electronic hum, frequency altered, but it's infinitely better than nothing.

"i know."

nayeon folds her legs up and watches the moon's reflection in the water. it almost feels like tzuyu is beside her.

"come home and i'll say it to you everyday."

"hm, i might just come home right now.”

there's a shuffling of fabric, cloth brushing against cloth. tzuyu walking somewhere.

nayeon is about to ask, but tzuyu asks first.

"where are you? i hear wind."

the night breeze grows, and the moon's reflection breaks from the gust.

"outside, by the river."

then, knowing tzuyu would worry: "i promise i'll go home soon." – but home feels empty without you.

there's more moving on tzuyu's end, footsteps on pavement and laboured breathing. nayeon wonders if she's busy, or if she's suddenly decided to take a brisk jog.

"are you outside, too?"

"yeah," tzuyu breathes out. "i… remembered there's a river nearby here."

nayeon laughs. "are we going to sit by the river together?"

"exactly that."

and tzuyu laughs too, maybe because it sounds a little silly.

so what if it is?

in nayeon's mind, tzuyu is running towards her.

they’re watching the water together, the same water in front of nayeon that'll somehow make it's way to where tzuyu is.

tzuyu will say happy birthday once it hits twelve.

she's never missed it.

“stay where you are.”

nayeon checks the time.

"it's 11:58 now… you think you'll reach in time?"

tzuyu's panting seems to slow. nayeon hears nothing but wind and water. the breeze calms, the waves lap gently.

"well… i'm at a river. can you check if it's the right one?"

nayeon let's out a snicker. "if it's all the way in europe, i think it's the wrong river."

tzuyu doesn't reply, not yet.

the moon's reflection stills, and nayeon can make out it’s full circle once again.

silence hangs in the air, but everything is clear and bright.

almost like tzuyu’s right next to her.

"what if it's the one you're at?"

nayeon hears it more clearly than she can imagine.

the call has long ended, but tzuyu's voice rings without it.

less than a country, less than an ocean.

less than ten steps away.

nayeon's legs move immediately.

five steps.

two…

one.

tzuyu.

and she hears her giggle, full and bright and clear.

"it's twelve now… i think i'm right on time?"

nayeon holds her like she'd never left before.

"happy birthday, lover."

lover, all of their affections and fondness and love in a single word.

"how– ?"

"it’s a secret,” tzuyu hums, in the mischievious way she often does. “i told you i’d come back now, didn’t i?"

something in between a sob and a whine slips out from nayeon's throat.

she punches tzuyu's arm weakly, a barrage of scolding to ensue – "why didn't you tell me! i would've gone home! you didn't have to run here!" – but tzuyu only laughs and pulls her closer.

nayeon let's herself be cuddled, even if she hasn’t quite grasped the reality of it. her hiccups stifle in tzuyu's chest, and her cheek presses against tzuyu’s heart.

"i meant it, you know," tzuyu whispers into her hair. "i'll take a break and spend it all with you."

nayeon sniffles up the last of her tears. god, she’s missed this.

"what about fashion week?"

tzuyu kisses nayeon’s forehead. "fashion week could do with one less model.” tangible, there. “but i can’t do without you.”

nayeon’s cheeks ache from smiling. “how long is this break?”

“i’m all yours for as long as you want me here.”

they’re so close that nayeon feels all her words, all her movement, right on her skin.

the heat, the familiarity – her heart remembers it all.

“and if i want you here forever?”

oh, to have someone to hold in her arms.

“as long as the birthday girl wants… ”

tzuyu nuzzles her cheek.

“... i’ll be here.”

oh, to go home to a lover.

nayeon holds tzuyu's face in her hands.

her lover in her hands.

this was initially angsty... but i couldn't bear to post a sad birthday fic 😞 so i wrote a fluff version :) i apologise for the terrible formatting of the msging component.. how do i align text!&?! and i also apologise to all natzu fans for whatever this is! i really do just write words that do not make sense

happy late birthday to our nayeowon (we share a birthday!), and happy mooncake festival as well (how fitting of our resident bunny)! 🐰🥮🫶 thank you so much for reading <3

#twice imagines #nayeon x tzuyu #twice fluff #im nayeon #chou tzuyu #natzu #twice fics #truly one of my fav dynamics 🫶🫶 even though its not the centre of this particular fic #the word eighth does not look real to me #IF ANYONE KNOWS HOW TO ALIGN TEXT ON TUMBLR POSTS.... please..... help me.........

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mrsdesade · 3 months

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1 character x 10 songs x 10 headcanons

Loki (MCU)

Songs that I think they might be perfect for our fav God of Mischief because today is Tom's birthday! 🌿 I also leave the LOKI PLAYLIST I've created for him!

The End of the World - Celldweller

If I do, will I be exiled?

I can't base my actions on whether I'm loved or reviled.

Hard to pretend that I'm ok when my heart is breaking. […]

Sold on a dream of a future serene,

Then why does this feel like the end of the world?

Hopes in a dream are not what they seem,

And now it feels like the end of the world.

hc: The whole song has his vibes, the melody, the aesthetic, the words, the tone with which they are pronounced. Heartbreaking and full of hope. I can clearly hear the "The sun will shine on us again, I promise." quotes from it.

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2. Fill the Void - Lily-Rose Depp & The Weeknd

Be my voice and I choose you to fill the void. […]

I choose you to fill my void.

I choose you to tell me, you to tell me,

I choose you to fill my void.

I speak my voice and I choose you to fill the void,

Tell me why, tell me why do I feel so free when I'm dead?

hc: Being chosen by him is already an immense honor and privilege, even more so If he considers you the missing piece to fill the eternal void in his chest. This duet is so strangely romantic.

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3. The Apparition - Sleep Token

Why are you never real? Whenever you appear,

You leave me with that grace, I am trembling with fear.

But I know that you will disappear […]

Well, I believe that somewhere in the past,

Something was between you and I my dear,

And it remains with me to this day.

hc: Something has separated you two, and your memories have been erased (TVA vibes) but the feeling you have is so deep that crosses space and time, and although there is only dust remaining, you are always pulled in each other's direction.

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4. GODDESS - Written by Wolves

You're like a goddess in disguise, I'm drowning slowly in your eyes

It's like you kill me by design, you're all I desire. […]

I'll do anything for you, my temptress, even if I'm innocent.

Kill to watch you undress,

Feel your body close pressed up, against mine

Heart beats, in time.

Feel your chest rise, you're all I desire.

hc: This song is pure devotion, he would do anything for you, you are his light, you're the only force that moves his actions and feelings.

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5. Interlinked - Lonely Lies & GOLDKID$

hc: There are no lyrics, just music, but the romantic synth and the electronic base give this melody the right vibes to be the soundtrack to a film/series about Loki and his love interest. (hope to be me honestly)

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6. Funeral Derangements - Ice Nine Kills

I'll see you on the other side.

But I'd kill to bring you back tonight,

Don't give up, don't let go,

I'll make this right. […]

They say that time heals all, but I won't heed the call.

Buried in misery.

Spare me the eulogy.

hc: Aggressive and desperate, in this version of the story, he lost you because of Thanos and he will do anything to bring you back to life, even challenging primordial forces such as Death itself.

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7. Starlight - STARSET

Stardust, in you and in me.

Fuse us, into unity.

We're coupled, born from the universe.

The void is calling, don't fear.

It's ok, I promise. […]

Whenever stars go down and galaxies ignite.

I'll think of you each time they wash me in their light.

And I'll fall in love with you again, I will find you. […]

Don't leave me lost here forever,

I need your starlight and pull me through,

Bring me back to you.

hc: You are the one who loved the God of Stories, and this song is his dedication to you, his eternal love is engraved in these words.

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8. Broken - Falling in Reverse

We are the broken, hoping for a change of heart.

We are the chosen, praying for a shooting star.

And even if the sky comes crashing down,

Even if the world was ending now,

We are the broken, but don't cry for me.

hc: Ouch, bad ending for you, there is nothing left to save, the Apocalypse will erase everything, and you two are embraced seeing the Sun fall on the Earth. He will hold you close until the last moment, until the true end.

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9. VILLAIN - Neoni

Won't make amends, 'cause you did this, yeah

I'm the monster you invented. […]

All the king's horses and all the king's men.

Couldn't undo all the damage I did.

You call me mad but I make perfect sense.

If I can't be your hero, I'll be your villain.

hc: There's not much to say, If your romance happened during 2012, you would have a cruel God loving you, Avengers Loki has definitely his reasons and his charm.

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10. KNIVES - Neoni

No heroes, no villains.

No sympathy, just venom. […]

No heroes, no villains.

Just do it for the thrill and,

Sharpen up your knives.

If you wanna make it through the night.

You better remember that you,

Can never trust nobody.

hc: Let's end with a bit of spice, I couldn't not mention this song, I would definitely associate knife kink to him. Can't change my mind.

That's all for now! Hope you enjoyed! Feel free to suggest more characters, when I'm done with my comfort characters I'll be delighted to please you with music about yours 🤍

#loki laufeyson #loki fanfic #loki #loki marvel #lokius #loki series #loki season 2 #loki x y/n #loki x female reader #loki x reader #loki headcanons #loki x mobius #marvel headcanons #marvel #marvel loki #marvel playlist #loki playlist

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stargazingfordreams · 1 year

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The Star that missed The Sun

Nyx x Reader

Warning- arrange marriage, cute stuff.

A/N- Soo you guys are fantastic I really didn't expect anyone to like part one so much; I really just thought that maybe it was going to be a one-shot but you guys seemed to have loved it, so here is a part two

Word Count- 2.1K

Part One

My eyes fluttered open at the sound of birds chirping outside of my room. The morning sun crept in, shining on my face. I sighed deeply and lifted myself off my bed, blinking a few times while waiting for my eyes to adjust. I threw myself back down on my bed, hoping to resume my sleep. Until I heard a slight knock at my door

"My lady? I came in to give you a wake-up call," a handmaiden came in. I recognized her as one of the ones who helped me get ready for my wedding. It was hard to forget how she looked with her short blonde hair, tan skin, and blue eyes. She looked like she would have loved being back home.

"Yes, thank you."

She smiled and entered and began to run a bath for me and unload my luggage to find a dress for the day. I went into the bathroom and sunk into the tub, adding some floral scents to the water. I allowed the warm water to ease my mussels.

After a while, I left the tub and re-entered my room, where the handmaiden stood waiting and helped me get ready.

"How do I get to the garden?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, my lady, but Lord Nyx had an emergency this morning and cannot join you for breakfast. He extends his apologies." I felt disappointed, snuggling its way into my body. But should I have gotten my hopes up? My father did his best to be present, and he was, but that doesn't mean that he was always there, and I shouldn't expect that of my husband either.

"Oh, I see. Well, I suppose I can explore Velaris," I told her. She bowed

"I'll go and grab your cloak, my lady."

"I didn't catch your name?" I called out to her

"It's Althaia."

"It's good to meet you" I smiled as she handed me my white cloak, and I went out the door. The street is bright and filled with bustling shops. Everything was so different. In Day court, the road was paved with white gold brick that matched the building, and the sun always hung high on the most beautiful days, but here everything was different. The buildings were lined in all different colors, with the streets black and brown cobblestone. Until I walked to a bridge, shops looked like they were setting up for lunch. Then, I looked at one shop that caught my eye, Eleftheria Saoirse, in bold letters. I was greeted by a woman who looked a few years older than me.

"My name is Abrial. Thank you for coming in." I smiled at her enthusiasm when I entered. I introduce myself.

"Oh yes, your lord Nyx's new bride!" she exclaimed

"Your shop is lovely" I gazed over the dresses and fabric.

"Oh, thank you, dear. Do you sew?" she asked.

"Me? Oh no, my mother did, but she never taught me" she looked at me, a little sad.

"What a shame, well what can I do for you?" it dawned on me at this moment that I didn't have any money.

"Oh, thank you, but I wouldn't be able-"

"Don't worry, truly I don't mind," she interrupted. She must have seen that I was going to protest again, so she continued before I could.

"At least let me give you a cloak; it will help you blend in better" I looked down at my attire.

"Nothing is wrong with it, but it makes it obvious that you are not from here. Anyway, Lord Nyx has a credit line that you can use" I didn't like the idea of me just using Nyx's credit line. I'll pay him back when he gets home.

"Okay, a cloak then." She lit up and went to get a plain night court blue cloak. I reached out to take it, but she moved to her sewing machine.

"I have this wonderful idea for a design; it would be lovely."

"You don't have to do that."

"I want to, plus I've been doing this forever, so it won't take me long! I made a dress that would look great with the design I was thinking about. So maybe you can try it on, and don't worry, it's just a try on" she gave me a wink and pushed me into a dressing room with the dress in my hand.

I slipped the dress on, and she was right. The fabric was night court blue and had golden swirls embroidered at the bottom that rose to my knee, and in between the wheels were little gold stars and suns; I looked at myself in the mirror though I frowned a little. I studied my arms. I wasn't happy with it. I know I shouldn't think about these things, but sometimes I couldn't help. I began to pick apart everything that was wrong with me.

You look Beautiful

The thought crept into my head.

"Abrial? Did you say something" I ask

"No, dear, I didn't. Did you try the dress? I must see how it looks" I looked once again at myself for some reason feeling just a little more confident. I stepped out of the dressing room and gave her a twirl.

"Just as I thought, it's a great fit." She walked up with the cloak and placed it on me. The cloak matches perfectly with the gold thread that made a design on the back.

Half a sun and half a moon meet together to create one. The symbol of both courts.

"It's perfect." I breathed out in disbelief at how beautiful they looked together. She packed up my old clothes and put them in a bag. I gave her a look.

"The dress was made for you consider it a wedding gift."

"I don't know how to thank you."

"I wouldn't mind the company every once and a while. Maybe I can even teach you to sew." She handed me the shopping bag.

"I can definitely do that, thank you. "I gave her a respectful bow before heading towards the door. I opened it and had one foot out when I stopped.

"How did you know that I was from day court?" I asked her.

"What?"

"The sun and the moon is the design that you did, but I didn't tell you I was from day court"

"You clothes, dear, I have been sewing for a long time, and I recognized the clothes and cloak from day court," she said, giving me a wave and cleaning up her station.

"Right, of course, you did say I looked like an outsider" I chuckled at her, simply nodding. I must be losing it. I first heard voices and now questioning people who had been kind to me.

"Have a good evening, My lady."

"You too, Abrial. See you soon!" I walked out of the shop and continued walking around Velaris, visiting many shops just to look. It wasn't until I was tired and starving that I realized I had no idea how to return to the townhouse. Oh no, this is great, just great.

I walked around trying to stop people, but everyone was either going home in a rush or getting restaurants ready for dinner and had no time to stop what they were doing. I sighed in defeat. I looked up at the sky and saw the sun setting. It will be dark soon. I almost gave up when I ran into Lord Cassian and Lady Nesta. But, no actually ran into them. Lord Cassian had to steady me to stop me from falling over.

"Whoa, there little spell-cleaver are you okay" once I was upright, he let go.

"I'm sorry, Lord Cassian, I'm a little turned around, actually lost." Cassian laughed at me. My cheeks heated. Did I say something wrong? Nesta lightly hit his stomach.

"It's hard to believe that you are Helion's daughter. You're far too polite to be related, little fawn," he said in between fits of laughter.

"Calling us Nesta and Cassian is just fine, love; we can help you get back home" Nesta shook her head at Cassian but gave me a smirk. He threw his arm around us, tucking me in between him and Nesta.

"Cassian, you're scaring the poor girl, and she's not a little doll, you know," she said, seeing amusement on his face.

"I can't be excited for our new niece Nes" his smile beamed at me.

"Ignore him; he lacks manners. I've tried to teach him, but I've been failing since we've been mated." Her face was serious, but I couldn't help but giggle. I looked down and noticed the book she had tucked under her arm.

"If you like that series, try the one her brother wrote. It gives a unique look at a romance book from a male's perspective."

"Do you like romance books?" Nesta asked, her face lighting up since the first time I met her at my wedding

"Yes, of course, you should have seen our library back home; my father gave me my section when he learned I liked to read books for fun," I told her.

"Oh no, not you too! You enjoy those smutty books that Nes can't seem to put down." she rolled her eyes at him but still held such a strong sense of love behind them.

"Please come by the house of wind. My friends and I like to meet up occasionally to discuss what we are reading, and we have a library underground that I wouldn't mind showing you." I don't know how long we were walking back, but before I knew it, here we were.

"I'll take you up on that, Nesta, and thank you for helping me find my way back," I said my goodbyes and went to the townhouse. I took off my cloak and set down my bag before the aroma of food flooded my senses. I followed it to the back of the house and into the garden. There I found a table for two with mountains of food and lights that hung in the sky. Nyx was fixing the table. When I came in, he turned to me.

"You have perfect timing," he said proudly, looking at his work.

"What is this?" I said in complete shock at the masterpiece before me

"Well, I really wanted to have breakfast with you this morning, but something came up that I couldn't ignore, but I made a promise to you, and well, I'm sorry that I couldn't keep it." he held out his hand seating me in the chair and pushing it in.

"Oh, I understand, really. You didn't have to go through all of this."

"It's okay, I wanted to," he sat across from me.

We had spent the night eating and talking, and I opened up to him. I told him about my childhood and how much trouble I got into with my two sisters. I told him about the pegasus that I had back home and the first flying lesson that I ever had. Some of the adventures that I had in the summer court with Cordelia, Cressida's daughter. And, of course, some of my safer experiences. Nyx had opened up to me too, telling me how close his family is, and not just with him and his siblings but also with his cousins, his one big happy family. I enjoyed it even if it made me sad to think about my brother, who hardly acknowledged us, or my absent mother. His family seems inseparable from my messy dysfunctional one.

"So, how did you like Velaris? I heard you went out and explored."

'It's different."

"A good different?"

"It's beautiful, truly it is. I found a dress shop, and the owner was so nice."

"I should have told you when you walked in that you look beautiful; that dress really does look amazing on you," he said.

You look beautiful. That voice.

"It was you? Were you in my head" I half believed it myself?

"Oh yes, I'm sorry, must have forgotten that detail," he smirked, holding his wine glass to his lips.

"May I?" he asked. I nodded my head, and then this familiar presence pulled over me.

I wouldn't do it not without your permission, but I felt your thoughts, and they were racing. I thought that you might be in trouble.

And you can do this whenever you want

Only if you allow me

I paused momentarily, unsure how to process it, but then I remembered the dress shop and how it made me feel better after hearing him.

I wouldn't mind.

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