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Never Been A Friend | Part 1 | Jeon Jk

♧ synopsis: Sneaky glances across the room weighed with a dozen different meanings left to be unsaid; confusion, desire, lust. He was never a friend, was he?

♧ pairing: brother's bsf!jk, bratty!reader.

♧ warnings: y/n is too drunk to form a sentence, jungkook loves cursing, jungkook is jealous out of his mind, kinda enemies but not really, jungkook calls y/n a brat that he cant stand, someone calls y/n a slut, and that's all i can remember 😙

♧ WC: 1.6K

♧ a/n: hello loves! wrote this in one sitting and it's barely edited, but the intention is there lmao i love you all so much please enjoy! dont hesitate to tell me what you think <3 im like the no.1 supporter for constructive criticism lol okay thank you byeeeee

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JK's POV

She whines,

Throws tantrums,

Acts like a goddamn brat for the sake of being annoying,

And I still want her lips around my cock.

Why?

That goes beyond the fucking level of my emotional understanding.

I want her wrapped around my finger. I want her to get on her fucking knees and apologize for all the turbulent feelings she makes me suffer by.

She ruined my night.

I was fucking.

Blowing a girl's back just to lay off some steam. Get the stress of the college life off my shoulders.

But then, she just had to cock-block me.

My best friend’s sister.

Speaking of the twat, he dared to interrupt my one night stand for the sake of his bratty sister.

Usually, I love brats.

My type.

They make sex enjoyable. All the more pleasurable when they try to resist.

Keyword: try.

Because I know for a damn straight fact when a girl wants to be disciplined.

Fucked right and put in her place.

Reminds me of her. Y/L/N Y/N.

Except for one thing, though- she makes my fucking insides churn in all uncomfortable ways.

She doesn’t have a bratty attitude, the bitch has a bratty personality.

Yes, she is indeed a bitch. I can't stand a girl who's always annoying just because she feels like it. She'd never had a valid reason to hate me, and neither did I.

When I first met her, I mean.

She was laughing with her brother having breakfast one time when I came out of my room for painkillers and a glass of water.

Her brother and I were both freshmen in need of a dorm, and we agreed on splitting the rent once in a frat party.

Yes... we were both strangers to each other, but we clicked.

Met through mutuals, and our vibes matched. After living with each other for over six months now, we've grown pretty close.

He's cool, agreed on basic rules like who does the laundry or dishes, helped with assignments, and was always there when needed.

He's a friend. A close one.

A tolerable one.

That can't be said about a certain someone, though.

She scowled at me that day and later told me she didn't like my vibe when I confronted her about it.

Bullshit.

And yet, she's the reason I left a naked girl in my bed and came to this godforsaken club in the first place.

Her brother is here, too, which is why he called me to come pick her up. Said something about her being drunk, and since he had taken a shot or two as well, he couldn't take her home himself.

Or he just didn't want to, because he was also getting laid tonight.

That's proven to be right when I see him making out with a girl near the bathrooms.

His hands grope her all over as she arches into him, which is enough to make me look away.

Sly motherfucker.

Casting my vision toward the main dance floor, I scan the crowd for a short brunette with soft features.

Annoyingly soft features.

So soft that I want to corrupt her. Tear the bratty exterior and dig through the filthy dark side on the inside.

But those features aren't the only things that infuriate the hell out of me.

It's her innocence.

How can a brat be innocent, you may ask?

When my gaze lands on her, my jaw tenses in annoyance.

She sways her hips sensually, eyes closed and mouth open as she slides her hands down her body to a seductive beat following her movements.

I follow the action, eyes unable to tear away from her figure.

Her fingers skim over her neck down to her breasts and then further, the lightness she seems to be handling her body with attending to a grace she always breathed by.

Fuck, I hate this woman.

Hate everything about her.

How she moves.

How she walks.

How she fucking talks.

Runs her mouth like a brat who needs to be handled.

No- not like- is.

She is a brat.

A brat who's oblivious to all the eyes she's attracting.

Including mine.

Fuck.

Her dancing resumes as her eyes stay closed, feeling every beat.

She's enjoying herself.

Not for long.

I school my expression- which had turned into a scowl the moment I set my eyes on her- and begin my stride towards her.

I spot a man doing the same, but she's absolutely mind-numb as she continues to dance with her damn eyes closed.

I was irritated, but now I'm literally fed up.

He's a couple inches shorter than me, wearing a white tee and skinny ripped jeans.

Not to mention, his hair is slicked back by a disgusting amount of hair gel.

Ew.

He approaches Y/N with predatory eyes and a shit eating grin, his gaze set straight on her perky ass.

Which is just barely covered by the tight little dress she's wearing, inching higher and higher up her thighs as we speak.

My steps quicken when I see him reach out, apparently intending to slap her ass.

My blood boils.

White noise drowns out all available access to the outside world as I break out into a jog and reach her just in time.

My hand swiftly slides onto her tiny waist, and I glare at the man whose shit-eating grin is now gone, replaced with confusion.

Y/N's eyes stay closed as she giggles, and it's now I notice how drunk she is.

Bright crimson tints her cheeks and her breath smells of strong tequila, obviously from having taken too many shots.

Isn't she here with friends?

How could they leave her alone like this?

Her brother's here. Her brother is here.

My breath turns heavy, my heartbeat quickening. I have to stop myself from punching the douchebag in front of me into fucking oblivion because I don't know if i'll ever stop once I start.

Fuck.

I try to focus on anything besides her frame that's barely hanging onto me, all the exhaustion from her dancing catching up to her as she fights to keep her eyes open.

Why the fuck is she here all alone? Why did they- whoever she's here with, except her brother- leave her here like this?

Like she's not even aware of where she is.

Like she's not sober enough to be responsible.

Like she's not fucking strong enough to defend herself if anything happened to her.

I might punch a wall.

My grip tightens around her waist, which makes her drowsily lift her head to stare up at me.

She's still shorter than me with heels on, enough to put her neck in an uncomfortable position whenever she looks up at me.

It's adorable.

But that's none of my concerns as the slimy fuck keeps undressing her with his eyes. Makes me want to claw them out with my bare hands.

Repress.

"Wha..." She starts, growing more and more confused as she tries to wrap her head around where the hell she is. "Jungkook? What are you..."

She trails off into a mindfuck, allowing me to set my full focus on the man still staring between us with wariness.

My gaze hasn't worn off him since I saw him fucking reach for her ass, which makes me want to bash his head against the wall.

My breathing turns heavy again.

Repress.

"Off-limits." I bite out with enough to control to shock myself. I'm even more surprised that this motherfucker is still breathing.

His eyes thin into slits as he eyes me suspiciously. "I haven't seen you here the last couple of hours. Thought her sexy ass came alone." His eyes skim over her body, gaze lingering longer than necessary on her breasts.

Guess someone's leaving with no limbs tonight.

"You thought wrong." It takes almost all the last bits of my control to reply with that before I start turning around to leave, Y/N almost falling asleep on my arm.

She clutches the hem of my shirt with a weak grip, like a toddler would its mom.

If I couldn't get here in time, what would've happened?

I catch myself before I overthink it. If I did, I'm afraid I might commit a crime tonight. One of shameless blood and murder-

Repress.

My back is turned to him when I hear a low whistle, which makes me pause, angry enough for my limbs to shake with adrenaline.

"You know, It's often rare for a slut with such a sweet ass to be out here all alone wearing that. Almost like she's begging for a cock-"

The words are barely out of his mouth before my fist connects with his face. The force of my blow got him on the floor, nose fucked and bleeding. Might be broken.

Good. Bare minimum.

I almost straddle him and punch him to his fucking fortunate death.

Almost.

But I have to get Y/N home.

I can't stand this anymore.

I can't stand her anymore.

Coming here alone? Dressed like that?

I mean yes, she did come here with her idiot brother who thinks with his dick, but he's nowhere to be found.

How can someone be so nonchalant to just leave his sister here all alone?

I'm so goddamn confused.

And infuriated.

And...angry.

Fucking fuck.

I need to get her the fuck out of here before i lose my fucking mind.

Fuck me.

The punch I just delivered did little to satiate my thirst for this slimy fucker's blood.

But again, Y/N's more important.

I turn, my panic spiking so high it reaches levels it had never before when I find Y/N out of my sight.

My breathing starts to go abnormal for the nth time this night.

I might develop heart problems.

A sigh leaves my mouth when I spot her by the bars, trying to convince the bartender to give her another shot. Relief floods my system, and my breaths regulate.

I send a quick text the girl- who i already forgot the name of- and tell her to head home. She sends a crying emoji back but agrees nonetheless, telling me to call her back when everything is sorted out on my end.

I have other things to care for.

Or I guess, in this case, a certain person to tend to.

God, It's gonna be a long night.

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Clingy

Alex quackity x reader

Warnings: Nothing, just pure fluff

(This was a request, but I lost it and It's not in my inbox anymore but i did screenshot it so yea.. enjoy 😅)

Request: "Can you do quackity being a clingy boy in the morning because I just woke up and I need something"

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I opened my eyes and looked at the rays of sunshine that peaked through the curtains. I squinted my eyes and put my hand over my eyes. I looked over to my side to see alex. He was lying there peacefully, his arms warped around my waist as if he were to let go, I would leave him to lie here alone. I turned my body to face him and looked at his messy hair going all over his face.

I looked over to the clock and saw that it was already 6:56. My work started at 8:00. I only had an hour to get ready. I tried to get up, but something or someone was stopping me from getting out of bed. I looked down at my waist and saw Alex's arms still wrapped around my waist. "Nooo, don't go." "I have to, or im gonna be late," I felt as his arms griped my waist tighter. I tapped his arms and turned my head to look at alex. He was looking back up at me with a small pout tugging on his lips. "No" "i have work" "few more minutes"

I sighed and put my hand down to go through his silky black hair"Fine" I layed back down facing alex who now had ear to ear grin. I giggled as he pulled me into his chest. We laid there for few minutes, legs interlocked, and his hand softly going through my hair. I looked back at the clock, it was now 7:01 "babe can you let go I need go get ready" "hmmm" I tired to get up but to no avail " baby I gonna be late, I need to get ready" " just call your boss and tell her your not coming, I'm sure she'll understand that your boyfriend needs you" I chuckled softly at his statement.

"You need a break, and your boyfriend will do that for you." "bab-," "No," he sat up and put his head in the crook of my neck. "Just stay for a little longer... just this once"

"First time and last time" "has long as you stay in bed with me..now lay in bed with me." He pulled me back down into the bed with his head still in the crook of my neck and wrapped his legs over mine.

I felt my eyelids get heavier every passing second, I finally gave in and started to fall asleep, his warmth radiating against me made it much harder to stay awake.

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The idk if the writing even makes sense but if u like it then that's cool I wrote this in the middle of the night since I can't sleep. Yay I hope yall like it okay byeeeee

[Omg I thought I lost this entire thing and was gonna go write it again but then I saw that someone liked so thanks to the person who liked it first 😅]

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Hi Fen!!! Popping in to ask what you think the moon boys’ hobbies would be (if they weren’t so busy moon knighting). (For Steven, I feel like studying ancient Egypt is more like a passion, so like what else do you think he’d be into?)

K. Love you! Byeeeee.

IDJIDHVDHFH Oh my gosh, I love this ask so much! Thank you so, so, SO much for sending it! ❤️(ILY!) Did I think about this at work for a good 1 and 30 mins instead of working on a spreadsheet? No, of course not, I would never do that… 👀

I have narrowed it down to one each to save everyone from seeing my absolute madness.

Moon Knight Boys Headcanons & Hobbies

Rating: PG  Masterlist | ao3 | want to be tagged?

Warnings: Swearing

Steven: Cooking

Okay, here me out. So, I’ve seen opposite ends of opinion on this one (both are valid) but I’m going with Steven is a very good cook, and he likes cooking. 

He’s been vegan for a while and it’s only in the last couple of years that food places have really been trying with vegan and vegetarian options that aren’t salad… bread… (chips if you’re lucky) So, I think he enjoys making lots of different recipes. 

It started out with him just making vegan ones and then, over time, became him changing other recipes to make them vegan and coming up with his own. 

Absolute master at vegan cakes, no one can ever tell the difference, and, in fact, a lot of people compliment him on ‘the best cake they’ve ever had’, ‘so light and fluffy? How do you do it?’ “Well, that’s the secret, innit?” (whisk the aquafaba like your life depends on it and sweet potato) 

Steven is absolutely horrified by the food Marc makes himself. (Plain chicken, rice, spinach) 

“Where are the flavours Marc? At least some herbs? Spices for fuck’s sake? I can’t believe you’re eating plain steamed chicken?” (He doesn’t even care that it’s meat, it's just the lack of flavour.)

“It’s boiled chicken actually.”

Steven loses his goddamn mind. 

“I don’t care what bloody macronutrient you are monitoring, you are not eating that.”

It’s not that Marc can’t cook, he just doesn’t see the reason to put the effort in when it’s just for himself (doesn’t feel like he deserves it.)

Steven grumbles to himself and refuses to let Marc cook his own dinner if he can help it. “If you’re going to eat meat, at least treat it with respect, yeah? Bring out the flavour?” He usually preps something for Marc, so he can cook it quickly when he’s hungry. 

Makes so many cakes and pastries for Jake. Leaves them in boxes with ‘Jake :)’ written on a post stick note on the top. Jake is always so touched and surprised when he does. They have taken to playing a little game where sometimes the food is vegan and sometimes it’s not and Jake has to guess. He’s more accurate than most people, but it still only averages around 70% right. (69% if we’re being exact, and Marc is sure Jake’s messing with the correct statistics on purpose.)

Marc: Fantasy Baseball and Fantasy Football

Literally takes it so seriously. Has spreadsheets filled with information and pours over every single statistic like it holds the answers to the universe. It only got more intense when he found a forum for people with the same interest and he literally will spend hours talking online about it.

“It’s not about getting the best players, it’s about making the best team.”

Jake has joked that he puts Steven and his love for history to shame and if those spreadsheets weren’t saved on the computer Marc would have boxes and boxes and folders upon folders of printed out info and then there would be zero space in the flat. 

When Marc annoys Steven, Steven tells him to “go play with your pretend american cricket and american rugby” to piss him off. 

(Marc retaliates by incorrectly pronouncing UK places. 

“Steven, maybe we should take a trip to Ed-in-b-row” 

“It’s Ed-in-bruh.” 

“How about Sus-SEX or Es-SEX?” 

“It’s Sus-SIX and Es-SIX.” 

“I do love Green-WITCH at this time of year.” 

“IT’S GREN-ITCH! Jake, you're from New York, how is Greenwich pronounced?” 

“I’m not getting involved.” 

“Ha! That’s because he agrees with me!”

When things get really heated, Marc threatens to make a cup of tea in the microwave. Steven says he doesn’t care because he makes coffee in the microwave all the time and it’s fine. Jake puts an end to it by saying hot chocolate tastes best with water and then laughing when both Marc and Steven gang up on him. 

“I cannot believe you think that mate.”

“You know how many different types of milk there are?”

“Absolutely disgusting.”

“Cow, goat, soya, almond, coconut, literally any of them instead.”)

Jake: Knitting

Wanted something to keep his hands busy, that he could pick up and put down, and that he could take in his cab when he was stationary and waiting for fares. 

Took to it a lot quicker than he thought it would, and can just zone out and knit. It helps keep him grounded. 

He feels like he has spent a lot of his time destroying and there is something so satisfying about being able to create. 

Once he mastered the stitch he quickly moved onto making clothes. Before Marc and Steven knew about him he used to knit jumpers for Steven and hide them in the wardrobe. 

Jake makes Marc a cartoony style baseball jumper that he also loves, and a thick cardigan for Steven that is covered in hieroglyphics (he spends months researching the language to get it to make some sense, and works in a dig at Khonshu in there and has Steven crying with laughter.) 

When they know about him Steven excitedly requests the “most garish and over the top Hanukkah jumper anyone has ever seen!” Jake does his best, presenting it to Steven (and trying to hide how nervous he feels) Steven loves it and refuses to take it off all winter. 

Most people think Jake has a stern glare when he wants, but you can never be sure if he’s planning your destruction or trying to work out how many balls of wool it would take to make someone your size a jumper.

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Steve Harrington | “I’m Here”

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Summary: Let’s just say your best friend Steve Harrington isn’t as good at hiding how in love he is with you as he thinks he is. You’re not feeling your best and call Steve to come over to help you and he gladly obliges.

word count: 1692

warnings: just some cussing here and there, nothing bad though. sick reader, sappy steve. I think that’s it :)

A/N: I wrote this cause I’m sick right now and would kill to have a hug from Steve Harrington. Hope you all enjoy, happy reading. :)

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It was a cold winter day with cloudy skies and was forecasted to rain all day long. This was a day that you would usually take advantage of. Cuddle up by the window with your favorite blanket, hot chocolate beside you with your favorite book in hand. But no, not today. When you woke up, you felt like complete and utter shit. You would usually be okay with feeling a little under the weather, but this time was different. Your family members had already left for the day, leading their busy lives and you knew you couldn’t call your parents and ask one of them to come take care of you. So, you took a lucky shot and called the local video store, Family Video, to see if either of your beloved best friends were working and if they could point you in the right direction of the other. It was rare that Steve and Robin both worked the same shift on a weekday, so you were hoping that today was one of those occasions.

As the phone rang, you whispered under your breath that you hoped Robin was the one who picked up. As much as you loved her and enjoyed her company, you wanted the comfort of Steve Harrington more than anything at that moment. To your surprise, as if the universe answered your prayers, you hear a very bored voice pick up the phone, “Thank you for calling Family Video, I’m Robin, how can I help you?” Oh thank god. “Robin, it’s me, Y/N,” you could immediately hear the tone in Robin’s voice change and you could hear her smiling through the phone. “Dingus number two! How are you? You don’t sound like yourself. Everything okay?” She questioned you as you could hear concern behind her excited tone. “No, actually. I woke up this morning and I feel so sick. I don’t know, I think I have a fever? I’m home alone and I was hoping that you or Steve weren’t working so you could come help me?” I could hear her giggle over the phone, “Oh don’t sound so helpless yet Y/N, yeah I’m working but Steve is off today! How about you call him at home? I’ve got customers staring me down like they’re gonna kill me if I don’t help them soon.” She said between her teeth. You let out a heavy sigh of relief. “Y-yeah, I’ll call Steve, thank you, Robin, love you.” Your voice was soft, thankful that this phone call went exactly as you wanted it to. “No problem, feel better, yeah? I’LL BE RIGHT WITH YOU, okay I gotta go, I love you too. Byeeeee.” You heard your phone line beep, indicating that Robin ended the call and you started dialing Steve’s number.

“Hello?” A very groggy voice comes from the other end. “S-Steve? It’s Y/N, did I wake you?” Steve’s voice changed when he heard your voice the same way that Robin’s did only a few minutes ago. “Hey, you! I may or may not have been asleep still,” he sighed, almost embarrassed that he was sleeping. You laughed. “It’s okay, Stevie,” before you could finish what you were saying, Steve interrupted you. “Are you okay? You sound sick.” He must have heard your voice that is currently much deeper than your natural voice is. Tears started to form in your eyes as you realized how sick you actually felt. “N-no. Are you busy today? I feel like shit, I don’t think I could even get up to get water right now.” Steve’s heart cracked with every word you spoke, “Hey, hey don’t cry, it’ll only make it worse. There’s no way I’m gonna let my girl dehydrate okay? I’ll be there in ten and don’t cry anymore!” You heard the phone hang up and sighed, you felt at peace knowing Steve was going to be by your side soon.

Knock knock knock. Steve got to your house in a perfect 10 minutes and waited at your door in the rain until you managed to get out of bed. His palms were wet holding a bouquet of flowers for you that were from his mom’s garden. He couldn’t tell if it was from the rain or how sweaty his palms were at the moment. You made him so nervous. After all these years, King Steve just couldn’t get over how in love he was with you, though he’d never admit it. Robin and Dustin have tried countless times to trick him into a confession, but he has never given in. He loved you too much to allow himself to ruin the relationship the two of you already had. He couldn’t imagine a life without you in it, even if that meant you couldn’t be his. You finally opened up the door and felt like you looked pathetic. Steve smiled at you and you heard the smallest “oh, baby” leave his lips as he walked inside and pulled you into a hug. The hug was so warm, it was everything you needed. When he let go, you missed his touch instantly and then you saw the flowers in his hands. “Oh, Stevie, they’re beautiful! A shame I can’t smell them right now.” You pout, wishing your day with Steve was under different circumstances.

“I’ll put them in a vase, you go sit down and get under a blanket, I can see your goosebumps from a mile away.” Steve said as he pointed to the couch in your living room. You nodded your head in agreement and walked towards the couch. But, as you did, Steve couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. The way you wobbled and moved so slowly in order to make it to the couch. Why aren’t you helping her? Steve cursed himself out from under his breath as he quickly filled up a vase with water and plopped the flowers in it. “Do you need anything before I come sit down with you? How about that water you mentioned on the phone?” Steve asked as he peeked his head around the corner, with all your might you were able to push out a “yes please.” and Steve’s head disappeared from behind the wall and in only a few seconds he was back with a glass full of cold ice water.

Steve sat the cup down on the coffee table in front of you before he found his spot next to you on the couch. You started to sit up to make room for him but he shook his head, “No, no baby, here, lay your head on my lap.” You gladly followed his directions and got comfortable on Steve’s lap and his hands found your hair immediately and started brushing his fingers through it. “Thank god you came Steve, I almost called the kids. I was desperate.” Steve chuckled, “The last thing you need right now is a bunch of boys running around your house. Can you even imagine Dustin trying to help someone that’s sick??” You laughed with him, “No, but I think Will and Max could manage. Maybe even El. Oh what I’d do to have powers like that girl. I could’ve just used some cool telekinesis to make myself a glass of water.” Steve let out a tiny laugh, the one where only air comes out of your nose,

“But then I wouldn’t be here.” Your heart skipped a beat. He was right. As much as you didn’t want to be a burden to your friends, the company of your best friend was like no other. “Thank you for coming, Steve, I really needed this.” He smiled down at you “anything for my girl.” Steve Harrington knew exactly how to give you butterflies, and you did the same to him. He thought you looked ethereal right now in his lap and wished that he could take a picture of you. Though, he didn’t really need it because every moment like this with you sticks into that boy’s head. He wanted to tell you how he felt about you right then and there, it would be perfect, he thought to himself, but when he opened his mouth to speak, you beat him to it. “You’re so good to me, Stevie,” he could’ve shed a tear at your words, “I truly don’t deserve it.” Steve shook his head, “No, Y/N, you deserve the world.” You two stared into each other’s eyes for a few moments until Steve accidentally said it, the forbidden words that should have never left his lips

“I love you,” he froze. He didn’t mean to say them, “like, like as friends ya know, like love ya, cause we have known each other so long and you and Robin say it to each other and”- You were smiling the biggest, cheekiest smile ever and cut your best friend off, “I love you too, Steve.” And with just those words, Steve’s body finally relaxed under you, “You-you do? Like in the way you love Robin? Or a, I don’t know, a different way?” You managed to push yourself up off of Steve’s lap so you were sitting next to him, face to face, faces closer than they ever have been before.

“Oh Steve Harrington, if I wasn’t so sick I would kiss you right now just to shut you up,” You said through laughter. Steve looked at you in shock and you were waiting for him to say something as you grabbed his hand and interlocked your fingers with his. “Yes, Steve, I love you in a different way.” And there was the confirmation he needed, he didn’t care that you were sick, he cupped your face in his hands and crashed his lips onto yours. The kiss was eager, but soft at the same time. He was trying to be as gentle as possible with you, but you could feel how long he had been waiting to do this. When he finally pulled away, you were able to catch your breath. “Great, now you’ll be sick.” You said, Steve rested his forehead on yours, smiled and said, “I don’t care.”

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oh.

oh you BITCH.

i did not see this tbh you absolute fucker. Is this revenge for the innocent instrumental mix up because it is very effective.

✨️: Give yourself and your writing a compliment

Honestly though looking back from where I started and where I am now, I think I've improved loads as a writer and in general.

Tbh i started writing as an outlet for like my emotions, and it's like the safest bubble for my imagination lmao. when i was going thru some hard times writing was what helped me. And when I broke up with my ex, i processed thru it by writing this stupidly angsty oneshot thing that somehow people liked and followed me because of it?? ill never understand tumblr humans (hypocrite alert💀💀💀)

I can honestly say that i never expected to be where i am now with people that genuinely enjoy what i write, and its just such an euphoric rush every time i get reminded. im not a drug dealer by any means, but if other writers feel the same way i do when i get a comment or reblog i will gladly deal out lethal dosages of such ecstasy

for legal reasons this is only a half joke.

It makes me so happy and motivated to write even more, and now i have at least 5 different fics in the works already lmaooo :")

(Just a little side note tho; both the rise leo apocalypse au fic and miles morales fic will be released on the 1st of May okay byeeeee)

im honestly so grateful we started talking, and getting to know people like ginny, unknown, dork, sofa etc etc (its 2am and im tired ok this is why i should never answer things at 2am i cannot for the life of me remember names much less my own) has changed my life for the better.

Because I need an ego boost for myself rn, i like to think that i can be rather humourous at times, especially in some of my writing :) i still have such a long way to go before i can even scratch the surface of talented and amazing writers like @marwhoa @morning-sun-brah @afreakingdork @tmntxthings @hitechlatte and of course, you, you incredible, show-stopping stinker 💜

stay hydrated and safe or your ass is gonna shrivel and die faster than you can say TTLP.

#CPRambles #rottmnt #ask game #compliments??? for myself??? #thine HORROR

[saki-has-a-clover-or3o-spoon]

Another world

(i really like this gif-)

Request: I keep telling myself “Omg ppl need to send in asks so I can read more clover stuff!” But I come to actually ask and I have no ideas :p since the ghosts know about video games now, what about vr? I can imagine them knocking things over cuz they can’t see and being so confused why it’s all a mess after

Enjoy !!! :) (also two planes yaaay)

Kell was just doing her ordinary stuff, which was being on her phone..

She was bored very bored but then she remebered the vr stuff her grandma got her

She did enjoy doing stuff with it but eventually even that got boring

That was untill this certian idea popped into her brain

"...GEORGE, BRENDA, DAVEEEEE COME HERE PLEASE"

Brenda and Dave were talking and going slow to Kell while George was spriting cuz he thought Kell was in danger

"Musical Kitten my dear.. ARE YOU OKAY? No blood? No paper cuts? No scratches?-" "woah Goerge calm down i'm alright. I just wanted to ask you guys if you want to do vr stuff? Pretty sure you never toched the vr set grandma got me"

As soon as Brenda and Dave heard that they slowly backed away "um we just remebered we have, uh.. Lots of work to do! Haha.. Byeeeee!"

George and Kell looked at each other and Kell grinned

It's been one hour and in the house, if you listen closely you can hear George screaming and 'running' "it's gonna catch me! Kell this is not so fun!"

Kell was wheezing "what?! Its very fun! It's like a another world!" "Well get me out of this other world!... Please?"

My boy has been trhu it all, olivia rodrigo was playing that day in his room smh😭

#or30 clover #clover george #or3o clover #clover brenda #clover dave #saki's headcannons

[call-sign-shark]

Confession. I married an abusive 40 year old man when I was 19 years old, I am 29 and we separated 3 months ago. I wasn't allowed to drive and now that I am on my own, I finally get the chance to learn and I am so embarrassed. Also it makes me anxious. I am also excited.

Love you byeeeee.

Oh dear, I am so sorry you had to go through this. You are a wonderfully strong person and trust me, you deserve the world. I'm beyond happy you've managed to flee from this monster and I hope you enjoy your freedom even if I know it can be quite difficult and confusing. You did the right thing! 🖤 Don't feel embarrassed ok? I am 28 and don't have my driving license yet. I tried to pass the test several times when I was 20 but failed multiple times because I was TERRIFIED so I always ended up making one eliminatory mistake. Now I'm planning to get back to it once I have the money because it's awfully expensive and I can't afford it yet. Driving can be really stressful but you're going to nail it! Tell yourself that it's exciting and that while learning it's okay to make small mistakes. Your instructor will be there to correct you.

Yaaaay! I'm excited for you too. Love you, sweetie. 🖤

#Future pilot nonny right? :D 🖤 #Shark talks

[misosovp]

ok maybe it's bc i tried sending a pic of my doggie on anon😖 i'll try to remember everything i said...

sooo those pics are beautiful she's truly so gorgeous 🥺 is that her kitty? women + kitties = ♡ .. rec some twice songs?💗

+ i like ladies codes songs but i dont know much about them or your girl! i think my fave is lorelei<3 rec me her solo songs too (⊼⌔⊼ ) u like main vocals huh😏💕 hehe

i dont really listen to boygroups bc i hate men but i do love exo and shinee🤍💙 if u want a shinee rec listen to Orgel♡ my fave by kibum is one of those nights(jpn) and bad love and helium and honest and another life and good good and*gets booed* (´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)

well i do like songs by boygroups but mainly older onea bx nowadays they all sound the same😭 its like trrrrrrrpumpum *loud weird uninteresting synth sound* blalalababa *low weird bad rap* aaaaaA *off key shriek* :/ i go to kpop choreo class and learning where to place the moves in those songs is impossible like girl whete is the rhythm ...  ･ิĹ̯･ิ 

anyway i'll try to send my doggie pic separately(｡◕ˇ_ˇ◕｡)

byeeeee ilyyy

(totally mysterious anon💗)

okay i’m putting this under a read more bc it got so long </3

yeah we’re not allowed to send images on anon 😔 you have a dog, though?? i bet it’s so cute. i have two dogs, too 💕 did you know momo has an evil little dog? it’s super cute, too, even though it sounds kinda like a demon

yes! her name is bbuyo. ikr. women and cats make my heart stop a little like 💘 noo it’s true, the majority of my favs are vocals <3

okay! these are my current tops in each category. i’m currently listening through and categorizing their discography again so it’s constantly changing. my absolute tops, though are: cry for me, just be yourself; 1, 3, 2; doughnut

performances/mvs: cry for me; doughnut; the feels (first performance i saw<3); cheer up

title tracks/singles: up no more; likey; alcohol-free; TT

b-sides: stuck in my head; bring it back; cruel; last waltz; hell in heaven

japanese: just be yourself; perfect world; breakthrough

obviously don’t feel obligated to listen to any of them. but lmk if you like any of them (or if you hate them and why. i love different perspectives on music tbh) or if you like any of their other songs!

lorelei is so pretty. my favs are galaxy, the rain, chaconne, and pretty pretty. lc was actually the group that really got me into kpop. i listened to others before, but they were the group that i really fell in love with first. they’re on hiatus now since their contracts ended, but they’ve mentioned that they’d love to have a reunion for their tenth anniversary next year 🤍

sojung doesn’t have a lot of solo music rn, so i’d definitely recommend listening to everything she’s released. it’s mostly (exclusively?) ballads. my favorites, though, are: love in the clouds, nothing between us, and it’s alright (soundtrack). love in the clouds is her most recent single, and she basically said it’s a feel good song to reflect how much happier she’s become in the past couple years (x). she’s been through so much, so i’m so glad she’s finally getting to experience so much happiness and peace in her life again, and pursue the career that she wants.

ahh orgel is so nice. one of those nights????? omg i love it?? like genuinely added it to my favorites playlist omg. good good too! i like the others, too, but those two were definitely my favorites <3 i really do like his voice

yeah… the newer groups are like…. idk what’s going on with them tbh? like i know they’re very performance based, mostly for dance, but like…. the music still needs to be enjoyable ;; but if they’re difficult to dance to too……… anyway, idk any bg music other than txt, but that’s kind of how i feel about itzy. they’re good performers, but they’re music kind of gives me a headache. and combined with their sets/bkgs its just overwhelming for me like 😵‍💫

also to a lesser extent aespa ;; i actually do listen to their music, but i’m always like, idk if i enjoy this actually. the lyrics makes sense in the context of their lore but like… i just don’t know lol. i really like the members, though. i hope they get more songs where they can just like… actually sing. they’re actually really good vocalists so like… let them sing fr 😑 have you heard illusion? you should listen to it. i have so many thoughts about it and i can’t sort out a single one 

that’s soo cool that you do dance classes though!! they sound so fun. tbh idk anything about dancing but i loove watching performances. how long have you been dancing for?

i hope this week is good for you ilyy mysterious anon 🤍

#msg #tyy for being interested in the music i like i literally never talk about it #the more i like something the less i speak about it #unless directly asked and then it turns into this 😐 #anyway ilyyy and im glad you saw the full msg before i trimmed it for privacy 🤍

[burgesskims]

hold on by chord overstreet

#burzek #chicago pd #chicagopd #kim burgess #adam ruzek #usersarah #lindsayerins #NOT ME HURTING MYSELF WITH THIS EDIT #I LITERALLY WAS CRYING WHILE MAKING IT OKAY #THE FUCKING SONG GOT ME GOOD #IT DID ME IN OKAY BYEEEEE ENJOY #mine.

[pduwd]

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#the excitement is so real rn because...CHAPTER ONE OF VIOLINIST AU IS FINALLY DONE #and edited🥺 #I am a proud mum right now #chapter 2 3 4 and I think 5 (because idk if one thing will fit on chapter 4) are more or less planned #but the ideas are in spanish so I need to see how to make it sense in english and then expand everything #but I'm so happy for this because I thougth I wouldn't be able to do it🙈 #I wanna post the chapter now but I'll regret😂 #but maybe soon it's here 👀👀 #and I did this just in 2 or 3 days wow #I prob need a new app for social media content #and about killian we might see him here really really soon🥰 #and that Elu headcanon...people liked it oml #well I loved it too much and it makes me go🥺🥺🥺 everytime I think about it #but I'm glad people enjoyed it #my brain doesn't wanna think in english rn so maybe I need a rest but not a really long one #okay byeeeee

[onp4012]

Pick a Card: Channeled Message From Your Future Spouse

Pick any photo/number from above to receive a message from your future spouse

feel free to suggest PAC ideas

Please like and reblog 〽️

The songs are the overall vibe they gave me while I channeled their message

©onenormalperson4012

masterlist

Pile 1

The Sun, The Star, Page of Swords, Death, 2 of Pentacles, 7 of Swords, 6 of Wands, 4 of Cups

“Heeeeeey gurl/boi, what’s uppppppp. You’ve been looking for me weren’t you, huh? Yeah, I’m not planning on coming towards you so soon lol, stay mad. I wanna live my youth to the fullest until I meet you. Look, I’ve been through some shit lately and I gotta pick myself up. There’s this douchebag/bitch who keeps on stressing me out and I fucking hate him/her. I had issues with myself. I realised how childish I am and tbh, I’m not willing to change anything. I’m happy with myself. I wouldn’t wait for myself the way you do lmao. Stop waiting for me. We’ll meet at some point, but not now. Wait a year or two or maybe even 5 (wtf). I’m a sNeAcKy son of a beech. I’m not gonna apologise for the lack of seriousness I have right now since I know you don’t give a fuck anyways. You know I’m joking, right? Yeah you do babygorl/babyboi. If you don’t, stay mad, lmao. I am gonna enjoy some time with my friends and you —… idk, do whatever you’ve been doing. I’m not searching for you ‘cause you’ll come anyway. Let me grow up a little. How’s your mama doin’ btw. Yeah, I don’t know what else to say. Anyway, I’m not gonna say anything besides “kisses and see you later” so byeeeee.”

Y’all this person is really funny. I had to stop writing because of laughing. They are really funny istg. They can literally be a living meme. I heard “me’s a very freaky girl” HAHAHAHA wtf is wrong with this person. They don’t take life seriously so I don’t think you should. They keep on making me thinking of fucking memes. Damn. Even the song I hear is funny lol. They can be an ESTP/ESFP. They give me that vibe lol.

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Pile 2

King of Wands, The High Priestess, 7 of Swords, The Devil, 6 of Cups, 8 of Swords, 2 of Swords, 10 of Wands

“I…am anxious. Really anxious. I am normally a strong and steady person but at the moment I feel like I cannot be myself. I’m feeling trapped, I can’t speak. I’m pulled in all directions. I don’t want to do anything. I’m afraid to risk everything I have. Look, I love you. I dreamt you and I love your energy, but I am extremely scared of something. I don’t feel like speaking right now. I can’t find my words. I’m sorry if I’m not what you expect. I’m sorry if I don’t sound romantic enough. I’m too stressed and I don’t know you yet. I mean, I haven’t met you but I know you because I’ve met you through dreams. I feel like I have something stuck in my throat. I kinda lack confidence at the moment. My voice sounds so bad. I hope you can’t hear it. Okay, I can’t say anything more, I’m feeling like I’m questioned by the police.”

Your future spouse seems stuck in a toxic situation. They might’ve recently went through a trauma or are currently going through a trauma. I currently feel like I have something stuck in my throat. They might be in a toxic relationship and they are too afraid to get out of it, especially if they’re a woman. Some of them may face abuse in family. They might be even depressive. I would recommend you to pray for this person’s well-being. It will help them

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Pile 3

9 of Wands, 6 of Swords, Ace of Swords, 8 of Cups, 10 of Swords, Justice, 8 of Swords, 10 of Pentacles

“Oh, hi. Nice to see you. I’m going through a massive change in my life right now. I wouldn’t say I can’t carry it, but it’s of course difficult. I mean, yeah. Change is change. I have my family with me at least. I love them so much. They’re great people. I’m a bit scared since I did face some changes in my life and they left me stuck to the ground lol. Like a fly. I’m someone strong tho and I can handle it. I know my value and I know I can take it. You’re my future spouse so I’d like to tell you what I’d like in life. You’ll find out anyway, but why waste 2 minutes in the future? So—…I want to have a family. I want to have a beautiful family like my parents have. I need some time to change tho. Give me some time please. We’ll meet when I’ll have time for that, but don’t worry, I’m not gonna forget about you. I really want that happy ever after thing from Shrek and I know I’m gonna get it, but still, I wanna let you know since you seem more pessimistic than me haha. Ah, I’m tired. Talk to you later.

Man, this person is physically and mentally tired. I’ve been yawning since I started doing this reading. They seem kinda calm for the cards. They’re good at keeping their horses lol. They react very good under pressure. Their family sure raised them psychologically healthy.

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Pile 4(tw)

The Emperor, 9 of Swords, 4 of Cups, 5 of Cups, 5 of Pentacles, 7 of Pentacles, Queen of Wands, The Hanged Man

“Hey, I’m yo’ man/woman. You said you wanna get a message from me, right? Look, I do have some financial issues at the moment but don’t worry about me. How are you tho? Did you overcome that ED? Did you make your voice heard again? Did you started to love yourself already? I hope you did. I’ve been thinking about you for a while. I really need a little bit of hope that someone loves me. If not my friends then who. I believe you expect me to tell you how I see you in the stars and all, but I’m not that type of guy/girl and I don’t have anything romantic to tell you… The only thing I’d like tell you which you could call “romantic” is that I want you to know I’m not dating stupid people and if I’m gonna marry you, be sure you’re a smart one because I hate blank people with no personalities. I like wearing blue as well, I don’t know if you care. I love wearing blue fr. It’s my favorite color. Goodbye 👋🏻 “

Your future spouse seems to go through some hard times regarding their finances. They seem very selfless bruh, like, they really believe they’re made out of stone. They want you to be patient with them. They’re someone strong and patient who loves blue.

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Pile 5

3 of Cups, 3 of Wands, Strength, The World, 4 of Swords, King of Wands, 3 of Pentacles, The Hierophant

“Helloooo beautiful. How are youuuuu? You have no idea how happy I’ve been lately. I’ve finally had time to chill and relax and have fun. I’ve been working A LOT, you got no idea how much I worked my ass this year. Now I’m finally enjoying the vacation I deserve. I had time to develop myself spiritually. I’ve been listening to music, do you like rock and jazz? I had no idea rock could’ve been so calming. Heard of Linkin Park? All I do now is take a deep breath and exhale for fucks sake. I AM FREE, I can do everything. I’ll finally have time to work out how much I want and learn how much I want and what I want. I felt a bit detached lately from my spiritual side and I’m sorry I didn’t connect with you, but I literally didn’t have the energy to do so, plus, I’m not really the type of person to believe in lovely-dovely fairytales. Right now I’m having a drink with some friends. I’d invite you too but I don’t know who you are yet. I just told one of my friends about you and they don’t believe me when I tell them what kind of person I’d like to spend my life with. They’re like “oH BuT mIcHAeL U dOn’T KnOw tHeM yEt”, man, fuck them. Anyway, luv u, bye bye”

Your future spouse’s name could be Michael or something like that haha. Michael/Michelle or Richard, Mary, Jane or Marko or Vlad. Something like that. It’s not mandatory of course. Only 2 or 3 people can relate to this. This person seems feel free to let their guard down. They are very calm and they feel free to do whatever they want.

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I hope it resonated and I’ll be continuing to do pick a card readings and I’ll see you next time. Bye bye

#SoundCloud #Spotify #astrology #romania #pac #tarot #onenormalperson4012 #pick a card #pick a picture #spotify #tarot cards #tarot advice #tarot career #tarot free reading #tarotcommunity #tarot community #tarot deck #tarot reading #future spouse reading #future spouse

[hauntedhousecat]

Hi, I'm here to cause chaos. Okay? Okay.

You and Levi get a cat, he didn't want to but he can't say no to you.

At first he keeps his distance, but then you start noticing new treats that you didn't buy, as well as toys.

You question Levi, he blushes and denies buying anything.

Your cat has a anew cute collar, now you know Levi loves the cat, but he's still refusing to admit it.

You then catch him watching the cat sleeping in the cat towers. He's squeezing it's little toe beans and taking pictures.

You confront him and Levi admits it. He loves the cat, but he's jealous of the cat because it gets lots of kisses and cuddles from you.

You comfort Levi. He's happier. He now let's the cat sit on him and enjoys the kitties purrs of happiness.

All is well.

Okay, byeeeee 💕

Okay! So I've actually thought a lot about this! (If only because I adopted what turned into two cats last year....lol)

So in my head I can totally picture pestering him about getting a kitty. When he finally gives in and agrees to getting a, A, cat....he would ask you which cat. You would then tell him that you, of course, needed to meet them first.

Through endless searching on the internet and Levi going through and looking at each of the places to make sure they're legit, you finally narrow it down to four cats, all from one shelter. So you call to make a meeting, finding out that one of the cats is going to be adopted later that week. (Hooray for kitty! Boo for you!...but still...HOORAY FOR KITTY!!!!!)

So....you set up an appointment for three kitties to meet and greet. Once you get there you start looking around and notice some kitties that weren't on the website. One of them catches your eye...an older looking kitty...you walk over to the cage and see that the kitty isn't young.....the kitty isn't old either, but getting up there.

You meet with the three cats and love them, but that other kitty keeps nagging at you, the forlorn look as you walked away from the cage after the kitty rubbed up against the bars trilling to get your attention. Levi knew that look on YOUR face only too well as he walked out to the front desk and inquired for you about the cat you hadn't met with, knowing full well that you loved all three of them as well.... But you couldn't afford four cats. He'd agreed to A cat. A SINGLE CAT.

So you met with the other cat and absolutely loved the furry little ball of joy. He was resigned when you'd looked longingly at some of the other kitties cages too. He realized that taking you was an important part of this, but it might have been wiser to go alone, by himself.

You wound up with two kitties that day. And boy did he feel jealous feelings towards the two furry babies that curled up in your lap, curled up by your side in bed, laid by your head when you snuggled. <i>HE</i> wanted to be close like that. You always cooed so fondly to them. They were so precious to you! They clearly loved you too.

He wanted to figure it out! He wanted in on this.... He wanted to be in the middle of this too....so you could be close to him like that too and look at him the same way you looked at the kitties. (You honestly did but his eyes were clouded with jealousy for a while until you and he figured it out.) When it finally gets to the point where you all are snuggling and happily being a cuddle puddle together, Levi is the happiest sap on the planet and he's so grateful that you saved two lives that day at the shelter. It's made both of you so much happier, now that he's let himself be happy about it. He really would feel foolish for holding out so long on admitting that he loved the kitties, and that he was happy that they were part of your household now.

THANK YOU FOR SENDING THIS TO ME!!!! It made my day like you have no idea.

#House cats fence friends #m-jelly #beloved moots #THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!! #BIG MWAH FOR YOU #Levi thoughts #Levi and Cats #Levi adopting cats is the most adorable thing ever and I love it #(I love Carey.....so when I see a gif of him I sometimes freak out in a nerdy squealing kind of way)

[ecclais-fouoras]

Sometimes moving on is good pt6?

WARNING ⚠️: MAJOR SMUT DO NOT READ IF YOU AIN'T OF AGE !

anyAys byeeeee

It was a few weeks later, you were going out roller skating like you promised diane a few days ago.

"You ready" you said softly while she put on her coat.

"Yeah are you?"

"Of course, honey it's a little chilly outside...you should put on your scarf"

As you put it on her you kissed her cheek, "there you are...all set"

She looked at you with her eyes filled with love.

"Are we taking your car or mine ?"

"Oh no well walk babe it's not that far"

"Really ?.."

"Or we can take my car if you don't want to go by feet"?

"It's just I'd like to take you elsewhere afterwards"

"Yeah Sure Diane I'll get the keys"

You got in the car after getting everything you needed and started driving.

After a few minutes your hand landed on diane's thigh and dragged your fingers up and down over her jeans. You couldn't get enough of her, her sent her hair her eyes everything about her made you heart flutter.

She closed her eyes at the feeling of your touch.

"We're almost there diane darling don't fall asleep" you joked looking at her on the passenger seat.

"I'm not...i Just..rested my eyes a little bit."

She couldn't admit she was getting very aroused just from the feather graze.

"Is everything ok hon ? You seem all Shakey"

You asked as you put more pressure on her leg.

"Yes I'm okay y/n"

"You sure ? You know you can tell me anything right ?"

There was a short pause and she was considering telling you what made her

Agitated, she looked away from you slightly.

"It's just... you are doing that with your hand...and it...well..it turns me on ok ?!"

You took off your hand rapidly and responded

"Diane I'm sorry if I'd known it made you uncomfortable i would have stopped immediately...you should have told me it did honey"

"No..I'm not uncomfortable it's fine... I just...It makes me want......you"

She replied honestly, but still looked embarrassed.

"Okay well...then you have nothing to be embarrassed about.. it's normal diane, if anything I'm flattered to have this affect on you" you winked teasingly at her.

"Now let's get out of the car shall we"

You both got out and found a spot where you could sit by the empty skate park.

She put on her roller blades and tied up the laces and before she could finish you were already in the pool dropping and warming up.

She looked at your hair dancing in the wind and the way your body moved with such ease. It sort of reminded her that hers could not really anymore, she could feel she was getting old, maybe not very old but still. the age gap you two had was more obvious now for her.

"Are you coming diane I didn't come here to skate by myself" you said in a sarcastic tone and she giggled.

"I'm not as young as I used to be I'll fall y/n"

She didn't mention that's she had no idea how to skate whatsoever.

"Oh i know what's going on here you don't know how to skate !.."

She opened her mouth to protest but you had already raced fast to her and silenced her with your lips.

When you parted away you spoke;

"It's okay I'll teach you it's not too hard...here put your heels like this..yeah good...now keep your balance and try going forward I'll hold you."

You two kept going back,  forth and then in circles when she gained some confidence.

"You're doing good babe"

"Really ?" She asked meeting your gaze steadily.

"Of course"

You pulled her closer and kissed her soundly as you guided her movements, rolling down the park.

After a heavy make out session, and hands Wondering around your bodies. You rested yours on her hips as she was getting back to the spot you put your stuff in and rest.

When she sat down she told you to go have fun since you stayed with her the whole time.

"Babe I had fun staying with you"

"I know but now you can skate without having to keep me off the ground y/n...go enjoy the rest of the park"

So you did, you went to a place where the floor was flat and did a few figures. Then you wanted to try to see if you could do your old routine and started the choregraphy you learned in college. Diane looked at you amazed, she had never seen so much grace. You were doing flips and spins in your rollerblades and she wondered where you had learned that, she'd have to ask you later on.

After you were done you both went back to the car but diane drove and you kept your hand away from her thighs and rested it on her neck instead.

You needed to feel her, physical touch was your love language and diane knew that.

She took you to a lake not to far and you sat on the back of your car watching the sunset on the water.

It was a beautiful evening and you found it even better that you got to spend it with her, as she rested her head on your shoulder.

"I love you diane"

You pulled back as you were equally as shocked as her to hear that come out of your mouth.

"Oh my God I'm sorry i don't know why I said it. I just...you don't have to say it back..it's okay I know it's important for you ....I just.. it came out before I could even think"

You rambled quickly with your hand in your hair.

"I love you to y/n"

after she said it she gave you a loving kiss, that got more heated as you held her tightly and grabbed her hips to lock her in place.

After a while you got back to driving, both of you had a smile on your faces, and you put your hand back on her thighs, knowing it drove her crazy.

"I'm ready y/n"

You didn't know what she was referring to so you asked

"What do you mean ?"

"...for us..to you know"

"...Oh .. are you sure, we don't have to do anything you know ?"

"Yes I know, but I'm ready to...and i want you"

"..oh and what exactly do you want ?"

You asked in a low tone as your hand ran up her thigh. Her cheeks reddened at your comment.

"...well...like.. I..i don't really know"

"You mean you've never had sex with a women ?"

"Yes..."

"Well it's okay babe. Don't feel embarrassed about it. We'll go slow and you'll tell me to stop anytime. And if it's still too scary for you we don't have to do anything, we can just cuddle"

"Okay... I'm just worried i won't be good...or that you won't like me"

"Diane i love you... There is nothing that would change that"

"I know"

The rest of the ride was quiet, except for her soft humming to the radio, a sound you would never get tiered to hear.

You both arrived home 5 minutes later, and once you were inside you asked if it was still okay with her, and when she nodded you kissed her right cheek, then her left and finally pressed your lips against hers, she opened hers slightly and your tongues met in the middle.

You broke of to whisper

"Let's go upstairs and take this off diane...i want to see you" as you held her shirt with both of your hands.

She it took and went to her bedroom, as soon as you were both inside you pressed her against the door slightly and nibbled her neck whilst praising her slightly.

"Such a sweet girl diane...your neck is so soft darling. And i love to hear your little groans"

She was beyond wet now as you caressed her boobs while taking her bra off and then your shirt.

You laid her down on the bed and kept kissing your way down her chest, sucking and biting the pale skin.

Getting closer to her nipples and taking one between your fingers as the other one went in your mouth.

"OH GOD"

"No no no...Darling... God has nothing to do with this...leave him out of the bedroom"

She arched her back and wriggled on the bed as she grabbed your head and the bedsheets.

"Please...OH..ah"

"Mmmm...?"

You asked as your fingers went down dangerously closer to where you needed her most..

"AH..mmm FUCK PLEASE Y/N"

"What do you want babe...my fingers or my mouth ?"

"Please.. just touch me..."

"My..my someone's eager...has no one ever touched you like this ?"

"Yes no one ever did that...it feels so good"

"And i haven't even started...

"..sure please now.. AAHHHH"

You went down on her and cut her off by shoving your hand down her panties and pinching her clit. "You are so wet diane.."

You took of her underwear and she was left a whimpering naked mess underneath you.

She moaned again as you licked her folds and sucked on her clit lovingly. Her hands flew to your head and she bucked her hips to try to get more contact.

"Hey..hey..hey..no...stay still or i won't keep going" so she tried not to move and breathed

"Dont..Don't stop..please.."

When you felt her ready you pushed two fingers into her making her scream your name, and curled them inside her to match your tongue. After a few moments you felt her arch her back and her muscles clench as her cum filled your mouth.

"Mmm you taste so sweet my love.."

You helped her ride out her orgasm as she spasmed on the bed. When her breathing was back to normal she said ;

"..oh my God.. that what was that ?! I've never felt this good of my life"

"That was an orgasm diane... And please don't tell me you've never even gave yourself one ?"

"No...i never...should i have?"

"Well there are no obligation of course babe, just masturbating is an important part of exploring your sexuality"

"Well I'll try sometime in the future then"

"Oohh...and I'll be happy to watch..."

She flushed deeply at your words and you kept going in her ear

"It would be so hot... watching you put those lovely fingers deep inside your pussy..while you moan my name...oh so sweet."

Diane felt herself getting aroused again at that. And you could see her clench her things to try and get some relief.

So you spread her legs and started to run your fingers up and down her cunt and her body trembled.

"Mm yes...oh.."

"You like that huh? ..."

You pushed two fingers into her and she screamed ;

"OH GOD YES...!"

She came twice letting out a long moan and a soft breath before you took your fingers out carefully because of how sensitive she was.

After a few minutes she kissed you soundly as you sat next to her on the headboard, she got up on her knees in front of you and started to kiss your neck and take of your pants. "You don't hav..."

She cut you off ;

-"I want to"

"Okay.."

She kept kissing your body as you held her hips and gently moved her so she laid on her back. "What are you doing...I want to make you come n.."

"I want to sit on your face ?" You said in a coarse voice.

"You can say no.."

"No i want to try.." she replied happily and took your underwear off before you put your legs on either side of her face and lowered yourself onto her mouth.

"Mmmm"

You rode her face while she tried to suck on your clit and move her tongue up and down.

You came after a few minutes of rocking your hips into her face and laid next to her painting.

"So... how'd i do ?"

"Mmm so good diane...it wasn't to much for you was it ?"

"Not at all..i loved it...and i live you"

"I love you to babe..."

You kissed before cuddling and drifting off to slumber.

#diane sherman x reader #diane sherman #sarah paulson fanfiction

[too-scared-to-do-this]

Of the Devil’s head

(Bonus) Chapter fourteen - In search for Happiness

Sander’s sides fanfiction

Wordcount: 2228

Ship: prinxiety 

TW: cursing, hurt, very vague description of sickness and dying, Remi being my version of Remi, some cute angst I guess - but not really. If anything else, just let me know :3

Summary of the whole story: They say, the one that wears the crown rules all - the living, the dead, the walking, the crawling, the rooted, the sane and the mad. They say, once you own the crown, you become the  most powerful being on Earth and beyond. Roman’s stolen bigger things - a measly little crown won’t present a problem, even if he has to steel it straight off of the devils head!

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Chapter fourteen - In search for Happiness

It’s been four years since Roman left Hell.

Four years since he last saw his bellowed Devil. Virgil.

How nice that name rang in his head. He smiled to himself as he pushed yet another branch out of his way. The forest seemed to have gotten thicker since the last time he walked this rout. (Which was like two weeks ago.)

It’s become somewhat of a habit - walking around the kingdom looking for the entrance every couple of weeks - after he didn’t find it in the forest the next time he went.

Apparently, those signs weren’t bullshit after all. The entrance relocated as often as the moon changed positions…

But Roman made a promise. And when this former thief makes a promise, he keeps it.

So he pushed on, branch after branch, tear in the shirt, a thorn in the palm.

He just hoped the signs would actually show up at some point and his search wouldn’t end up, once again, useless.

It was getting colder, the sun setting through the crowns of the threes. Roman looked up for a second. He would have to turn back soon-

Aaaand he was falling.

Where? He had no idea. How? Not sure. Why? Again, he was clueless. But was he screaming? Without a doubt. “Fucking Heeeeell!!!!”

“Ow…” he hit the ground with a thud. It must have been at least a couple of feet that he fell. How the hell did he not break anything?

Wait! He moved his libs cautiously. No. Nothing broken. But bruised and purple in the next few hours, for sure!

God, his lungs hurt! The impact knocked the air out of them. He rolled onto his back.

And now, Roman was just laying clueless, looking at the irregular ceiling of the whole. With spears pointed at him.

“Am…” he swallowed. “Hi.”

At least he knew where he was now.

The Demons didn’t even budge. just stared at him with all their weird eyes.

“-and that just made him redder! like, hon, you literally can’t imagine! He was red! I’m telling ya! Red!  And then I said, ‘It’s not like I was talking about his dic- oh my Hades!”

Oh, beautiful Persephone… Why?

“No way! You actually came back! What a fucking surprise!” Remi crouched over the poor being. “I didn’t expect to see you ever again. Nobody did honestly. You seemed too… how would I say this - simple minded? - to find your way back? But look at you! In parts but in Hell!”

“You know this thing?” one of the guards granted.

Remi turned to him, all offended. “Excuse me - know? I not just know him! We’re good friends! So step back, idiots. He’s under my protection.”

“Gods, I forgot you even existed…” Roman groaned collecting all his bones off of the floor.

Remi just grinned. “Love you too, boo. You’ll take me out for a coffee as thanks.”

“What, you can walk freely in and out of Hell now?” the former thief once agan groaned as he sat up fully.

“Give it a couple of years and I will! But anyways, it’s good that you’re here.”

“Really?”

“Oh yeah! The guards were starting to bore me.”

“Well.” why was he not even surprised? “Where’s Virgil?”

“Oh yeaaah, he’s still alive. I completely forgot about him.”

“How can you forget about your own Devil?”

Remi shrugged, glasses somehow glistening even though there was literally no light down here. “He’s not much of a Devil now. More like what’s left of him.”

Roman’s brows furrowed. He pushed himself onto his feet, wincing a little. Maybe not broken, but pretty hurt. “What do you mean?”

“He’s an idiot, that’s what I mean.” the Demon shrugged again, fanged grin sliding back onto place. “Aaanyways!” he started walking of to Gods-know-where. Roman hurried after as fast as he could. “How much did you hear after you fell? Cause, like, it get’s juicy and I don’t want any missing details!”

“Am… Where are we going exactly? Are you taking me to him? And, what are you talking about?”

“Whatever. I’ll just start from the beginning! So, there I was all like-“

An interesting fact about the Human brain is that it is able to shut out everything once you are deep enough in thoughts. But, no matter how loud your thoughts get, or how deep you dig yourself, you can’t shut out Remington.

So Roman had no choice but to listen to that annoying being yapping on about - surprise, surprise - coffee.

It’s been four years. Makes you wonder how longs he’s been chewing people’s ears of with his “struggles”.

The liveling’s sense of time wasn’t the greatest. But he’s sure it’s been more then an hour that they’ve been walking. It must have been! Right?

It was ten minutes. But Roman didn’t know that.

It wasn’t even Remi’s fault. He kinda liked the guy. In a twisted, self-deprecating way.

“-oh yeah! And he was like ‘Well if you want it so bad! Why don’t you just go and get some?! And I was like ‘I can’t! I’m fucking stuck in Hell! And that was meant as literally as metaphorically, believe me! But anyways.” the demon stopped. “This is you. Enjoy him while you can!”

“You’re not coming?”

“Oh nooo! I don’t want to be around that slump. He bums me out!” Remi shook his head vehemently. And the murmured something under his breath that roman just barely caught. “Besides, I can hear him thinking even from hear. I don’t need to be that close.”

“So… I can just walk in?”

“Oh, sure babe! You’ve got nothing better to do anyways. Unlike me. So, byeeeee!” and he was off, long strides across the endless hallway. His hips moving completely over-done with every step.

Roman gulped. Looked at the giant wooden double door.

He’s been waiting for this exact moment for the past four years. Behind these doors was the being he loved.

He didn’t even hesitate.

With much more force then he expected to need he pushed the doors open and walked in.

The familiarity of this place was truly scare. His eyes glided over the place he tried to hide behind the stone beams. The place they sat together, him admiring the beautiful sight of Virgil’s wings. (Somewhere in the background he heard a tiny hiss, but he didn’t really register it.)    

The magnificent high ceiling.

And the throne. The cold, uncomfortable stone throne. And on it, Virgil. Cooped up in a loose ball, his back to Roman.

Roman couldn’t help the happy laugh that bubble out of him. “Virgil!”

The being stiffened. Was that… could that really be…? He sat up, too fast for his body’s liking and turned his head towards the voice. He gasped quietly and shakily. “You…”

And there he was, the most beautiful and kindest creature Roman has ever seen. Looking at him with his wide cloudy eyes as if he was a dream. And all that idiot managed to say was: “You look like shit.”

Virgil just raised an amused eyebrow. “Thanks, but you’re not better yourself.”

“Ah well, you know. I just went through literal Hell to get to you.”

“I’ve been living in ‘literal Hell’ all my life. I think I win.” the Devil snickered, ending with a cough. “But seriously. You gotta get those scars checked out. I’ll call for the medics.” he pushed himself off of that throne, made two steps and fell backwards. Back against the throne. “Yeah. Maybe not.”

“Gods, what happened to you?” Romans worried voice rang through the whole place. “I though Devil’s are supposed to be immortal!” he rushed over to the being.

“Ah well, you know. Not when there’s a Human running around with their name constantly on his mind.” V shrugged. As if it was nothing. As if the fact that his non-life wasn’t about to end in like a year. It was supposed to be a least twelve years of life - apparently roman couldn’t get him out of his head, not even for a moment.

“So… You’re dying?”

“Kinda, I guess?”

“But… if the name is so important, why did you tell me?”

“Am… I kinda saved your soul after you left? I erased yours so you’d be able to go to Heaven once you actually die. I didn’t really think you’d come back. And living millennia knowing you won’t ever see someone you love…” the Devil cast his eyes down. “…yeah…”

“You erased my name from your memory?”

“Yeah.”

“That annoying little demon was right. You’re a complete moron.” Roman sighed exhasparatedly.

Virgil blinked. “Excuse me, what?”

“You’re an idiot. You’re a complete and utter idiot.”

“Because I tried to save your soul…?”

“What even made you think I’d want to go to heaven?”

The Devil pursed his lips. “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe that panic attack you had when you saw all those damned souls getting tortured?”

Roman stared at him. Eyes cold and face neutral. And then he smacked his lips. “Okay. That’s a valid reason.”

“Well, I know!”

“But still. It doesn’t give you the right to decide for me. I should get to decide where I want to end up. And that’s here. With you.”

Virgil just watched the nameless Human crouching in front of him.

“Besides. I made a promise. And Roman always keeps his promises.” the liveling smiled.

Roman. Yeah. That was his name.

Suddenly all the memories of him saying Roman’s name rushed back into Virgil’s mind. He loved that name. “Now your soul will forever be doomed to stay here…”

“I don’t really mind actually.” Roman shrugged and settled down next to his demon pulling him close.

The shorter creature instinctively curled up at his side. He missed this. He missed him.

“So, there’s no curing you?”

“Not that I know off…” Virgil shrugged sadly. “I’m sorry…”

Roman pulled him even closer, careful with how fragile his dear seemed. “We’ll come up with something. I promise.”

“And you always keep your promises.”

“Yes, I do!” Roman grinned.

A moment of silence comfortable silence passed. Full of happiness but heavy with fear of what’s next… Then the former thief asked: “Was there a moment you regrated erasing my name?”

“Hm.” that signature nose-laugh. Roman missed that. “A couple actually. I really wanted to believe you’d come back eventually. The first time I ran straight to Remington and begged him to tell me your name.”

“And?”

“And I said: ‘I donno, who cares?’” Remi stepped through the open doors, hips swinging - like the true deva he is. Something in his hands. “No offence, hon, but I forgot the moment you mentioned it. Unlike me, you’re not the most memorable.”

“And yet you remember me.” Roman smirked.

“Agh. You disgust me, Human.”

The sitting pair just laughed. “What’s up Remi? Haven’t seen you around much.” Virgil asked, voice noticeably weaker than the last time Remi had heart it.

“Look what I’ve got.” he grinned letting the thing he was holding fall to their feet with a loud bang. A book.

Remi sat down in front of it. “You were getting really annoying with that ‘I’m so dying’ act. Honestly, Virgie, you were even more boring than before this thing showed up.” he rolled his eyes, nodding towards Roman. “So, I actually read a book. God I was so bored! But anyways, you see, in my reading -“

“Wait, you actually read?” V’s expression was so surprised it almost made Roman laugh. But he had the decency the at least conseil it as a cough.

“Well, I forced the souls to read it for me and then threw them into the pit if it wasn’t interesting enough.

“Now that makes much more sense.” the Devil laughed.

“As I was saying, in my reading, stumbled upon this one. It talks about name-power and all that jazzy stuff.”

“That’s great Remi, but why are you telling us?”

“Just wait a little, will you? I’m getting there! There’s a cure.”

“A cure?” Roman peeped up, eyes and voice both full of hope. “As in to save Virgil?”

“Yeah. Turns out you just gotta say your name again.” Remington shrugged, leaning back. His job was done. Now he could go back to not caring ever again. It is exhausting.

“Well, we did that and nothing.” the Human breathed, happiness flailing away. Virgil also seemed a little more bummed. But the devil never let’s his hopes up high, so they don’t fall too low.

“Hollow-head! Nothing happens overnight! Give it a couple more days. Like a weak or two. And you’ll be good as new.” the demon grinned at the king.

“So he’s going to be okay?” Roman asked shivering with happy anticipation.

“Yes. Now excuse me. I gotta get this back to Gory - I stool it from the library when she wasn’t looking.” Remi stood up clearing his throat. Signature grin in place, book under his armpit.

He was almost out the door when a fleeting thought of Virgil’s caught his ear. “Thank you.”

Remi looked back at the Devil. He was smiling at Roman, who talked animatedly about Hades-knows-what. he hasn’t seen him smile like that in literal forever.

For the first time, Virgil seemed truly happy.

Remi turned back and walked out the door. He wasn’t needed anymore.

“Always.”

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That old chatter-box really cares! He spent month digging through that monstrous library to find anything about the names - but he would never actually admit it.

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Surprise, surpruse!!

A bonus chapter! Because I’m not that cruel XD

But in all honesty, I personally, while loving a good happy end, rather read a story with some open-ended angst. Makes me angry? Yes. Makes me want to come up with all these scenarios it could continue with? Absolutely! So yeah...

I would’ve uploaded this sooner, but had the most full and stressful and yet relaxing week ever (Don’t ask me how that works. I am still confused.), So here it is now :)

Thanks for sticking around guys! Love you! <3

And as always, hope you enjoyed :3

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hiii i love your imagines !! you're a talented writer :)

can i request an imagine where draco meets a blind girl not knowing she's blind and she and hermione are in the great hall talking about whatever and then he walks up to her because he thinks she's cute but like he doesn't know she can't see him so he's saying all the wrong things and cluelessly making a complete fool of himself and then hermione finally tells him and talk 100% pure fluff k lol byeeeee ily

You definitely had a hard time getting around hogwarts. You were the only student with a dog. It was so weird to many other students who didn't come to the same conclusion as Hermione. It was a service dog. Obviously. Hermione usually walked you back and forth to classes anyways and she seemed to really see you as a friend.

She'd read aloud to you mainly because the wizarding world does have a braille based books. You liked this set up, you really liked the library too. It was peaceful, much like spending time with your other friend Luna. Hermione began to notice Draco watching you, him smiling to himself whenever you cracked a joke or helping you when Hermione wasn't close enough to help you with whatever you were doing.

Draco thought you were absolutely beautiful. Your mind was brilliant and you had this wonderful personality. Hermione could see the crush forming on you already. One day you were doing something in the potions classroom and your dog was helping you. Like actively helping you, he was opening cabinets. Draco blinked a few times standing next to you. "That's a.. smart dog." Draco said. "Mmhm." You nodded. You always heard that from other students. Hermione walked over and she handed you something. "Where is it?" You asked. She lifted your hand over the cauldron and said "okay now drop it." She nodded. You did, wiping your hands and going back to what you were doing beforehand.

Draco didn't exactly find that strange but it certainly confused him. Draco was kind of clueless when it came to this. He saw you walking alone one day, accidentally tripping and falling. "This is why I need my dog." You muttered to yourself before feeling around for a notebook. You felt someone's hand and rose a brow. "Hey, you good?" Draco asked. "Oh! Hi Draco." You greeted. Did you... Not know it was him beforehand? "Hey. Where's your dog?" Draco asked. "Vet appointment." You said. "And Hermione?" He asked. "Exam." You said. Draco picked the rest of your stuff up. "We have this next class together would you like me to walk you?" Draco asked. "If you don't mind." You said. He was slightly surprised when you linked your arm with his and walked. "So... You usually this clumsy?" He asked. Smooth Draco. Smooth. You snorted "Yes?" You said confused, unaware that he had no idea that you were blind.

He didn't think anything of your confused tone but walked you to the next class. "Thanks." You said, him handing your books to you. You felt around for the edges before grasping them. Draco was definitely positive he was missing something. You seemed to be struggling in this class though. You would make these face and sigh occasionally. God you missed Hermione. Finally though the other girl popped in next to you. "Exams sucked" she griped to you. "it's okay, Draco helped me out." You said with a smile. "That's great." Hermione said with a sigh of relief.

The next day was even weirder with him though. He sat in the library reading, but tables were kind of full. People were really studying for exams. Hermione asked if you could sit with him and he said yes. "Do you enjoy reading?" He asked. You rose a brow. "Uhm... I can't--" "She can't read the books in here I have to read them to her." Hermione said. "Are you not English?" Draco asked. "... He's joking right?" You asked. "...You mean he doesn't--" "I thought he knew!" You laughed. Draco was definitely now very lost. "Draco. She's blind." Hermione said. He blinked a few times and looked at you. "Oh." He felt so dumb right now. "I figured with Hermione's constant help and my dog you knew!" You said. "You're a high functioning blind person." He said. "I'm really not." You snorted. "High functioning would be if Colin was blind." You added. "The only blind people I've met use canes and things." Draco noted. "Ohhh. See I use that when I'm outside of school." You said. "She hates having other people carry her stuff." Hermione said. "I can't believe you thought I could see." You snorted. "Is that offensive?" He asked, scared he might've upset you. "It's more funny." You laughed. He smiled at that and Hermione noticed it.

That look. Oh he liked you. "Hey Y/n. You think Draco's cool." Hermione started. "Yeah, he's nice." You nodded. "We're going to hogsmeade next week, he wants to take you on a date." Hermione said making Draco look at her surprised. "Uhhhhhh" you let out a long breath. "I mean... Yeah sure." You nodded. "It's completely fine if you don't want to--" "No I want to I've never been asked out before." You admitted. "You're joking." Draco gaped. "Dead serious." You shrugged. "That's crazy, you're amazing." Draco declared making you smile. "Hey Draco, why don't you uh... Help her study. I'm going to go find Ron." Hermione said. "Yeah, yeah sure." Draco nodded. (Hermione Granger, world class wingman)

"So I just read to you?" Draco asked. "I don't need to study, I more just like to sit here." You admitted. "Why?" Draco asked. "It's more peaceful than the rest of the castle." You admitted. Your dog sat next to you, resting his head in your lap. "Plus I think Lassie liked it." You chuckled. "Lassie's the dog?" Draco asked. "Yep." You nodded. Draco smiled at your kind expression as you pet the dog's fur. "Look, if Hermione was overstepping and you don't actually--" "I want to. I definitely want to." He assured, making you smile. Draco took your freehand in his and you smiled. "Hey Draco?" You asked. "hmm?" Draco asked. "Thank you." You said. "for what?" He asked.

"Just being here."

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No More Secrets - Tim Drake x reader

A/N:  One of my many interests is reading comic books sometimes and in middle school I got really into the robins and batman, so this is me living out my fantasy of dating my favorite by writing Tim Drake fanfic haha.  Anyways, twas also written at 12am like most of my writings nowadays because apparently I like writing when I’m running on 3 hours of sleep and 2 cups of coffee at night.  So, before I ramble more I’m gonna stop here, so I hope you enjoy this and have a good whatever it is where you live/whenever you’re reading this and if it’s not good it’ll get better!  Byeeeee!

Staring at the clock, it felt as if it was mocking you, ticking the seconds away as you waited for your boyfriend to show.  Muttering under your breath you said to yourself, “Of course he’s a no show.”  You had prepared dinner for him at home, it was your two year anniversary and you had a surprise for him.  Sighing you ran your hand through your hair, looking at your phone the last time that Tim had texted you back, you texted one last time, Hey, babe.  I’m gonna head to bed it’s getting late.  Before he could text back or call you turned your phone off, done for the night, not wanting to be bothered.  Tim Drake, your boyfriend, was somehow always busy and missed all your dates, and now he’s missed your anniversary.  It wouldn’t have been a big deal if it wasn’t for the fact that, yet again, he’s missed more than half the dates you’ve ever been on.  I mean you probably hang out with his brothers more than he hangs out with you.  You can count more than once that Dick, his older brother, had come out and eaten dinner with you instead because you had made reservations and Tim couldn’t make it.  Groaning you stretched, allowing the air to be released from your joints as you stood up and ignored the dishing, promising yourself you would wash them the next morning.  

The next morning, you heard the doorbell ringing, someone was nonstop ringing the bell as you finally jolted from the bed, “I’m coming, I’m coming!”  Opening the door, you questioned, “Why are you ringing the doorbell like a madman at 6am?!”  Wiping the grogginess from your eyes, you focused, “Oh, Tim.  Hey, what’s up?”  You stood at the door, as you continued, “I thought it was the kids next door, they usually come over for breakfast since their mom leaves early.”  He nodded as he shuffled his hands together, as he smiled softly, “Can I come in?”  You nodded, moving aside, as he walked past you, “I’m sorry.” was the first thing that came out of his mouth as soon as he made it in, “I didn’t mean to ditch you last night, I was-”  You cut him off quickly, eyes shooting holes into him, you swear if looks could kill...he’d already be dead.  “Oh, let me guess, you were busy, just like every other time.”  You scoffed softly, as you went over to get water, “Let me guess again, you bailed because last-minute your neighbor’s house burned down and you had to go save everyone?”  Tim frowned softly,  “Y/n, baby, I promise it’ll never happen again.”  You rolled your eyes softly, “Don’t make promises you can’t keep Timmy.”  His hand reached for yours as you quickly pulled away, as if his hand was made from fire, “Be honest with me Tim, are you just not interested anymore?”  you moved to the far corner and crossed your arms over your chest as if protecting your heart from hurt, “In the two years we’ve been together I can count maybe three times that we’ve had a date where you didn’t bail last minute.  I mean what is going on, did you just have fun playing with me?”  Tim’s face turned into one of appalling, “I would never y/n, you know that.”  “Do I?  Honestly, at this point I don’t know whether I’m dating you or your brothers.  I’ve been on more dates with them where they haven’t bailed than dates with you.”  Tim opened his mouth to reply but quickly closed it, instead walking closer, “Darling, please, just listen.”  You flinched at his touch, as you pulled away, trying to keep your voice in control you took a deep breath.  “Did you ever even love me, Tim?”  He flinched at those words as his voice took on a pleading tone, “Babe, you mean the world to me you know that.  Please don’t do this.”  You shook your head, “I can’t do this anymore.  This whole wondering if you love me, wondering if you’re not showing up because I’m not enough.”  You choked back a sob as you pointed to the door, “Get out.”  Tim tried to step closer before you shouted, “Get the hell out, Drake!”  His face clouded with hurt at your words and the use of his last name, as he slowly walked out, but before he did he left a small box on the counter.  You walked up to it slowly, opening it to find a necklace with a ring attached to it.  You felt tears sting your eyes as you quickly went to calm your thoughts before work.

After work, you were walking back home when you heard a child crying in one of the alleys.  You thought to yourself, Maybe someone else will help…, but as you thought that guilt crept into your head and you quickly turned around heading in the direction of the sound.  Was it an incredibly stupid idea to go into an alley in Gotham, especially by yourself, yes but if there really was a child in need you had to help.  Quickly rounding the corner, you looked around not seeing a child anywhere, “What the hell….” you muttered to yourself as you walked in deeper.  Breath quickening as you stepped further in, you felt a sharp sting in the back of your head as your knees buckled.  Your head stung and you felt something trickling down the back of your head, ears ringing and vision going fuzzy.  You looked up, seeing a large man standing over you with a bat in his hand, “Told ya it’d lure her in…” he said, looking at someone in the corner, as a voice responded, “Couldn’t help yourself huh?  You just had to be a hero.”  Wincing at the pain in your head, you tried to say something but all that left your mouth was a pained groan, as the man atop you was about to grab your shoulder something whizzed past your vision as the man whirled around shouting in pain.  Whatever it was, it had grazed his arm and he was bleeding slightly, as he glanced around, holding his bat tightly.  From somewhere behind you there was a loud thud as the man in front of you yelled, “Hey, who are you?!”  A figure dressed in red ran past you as the two started fighting.  The one in the red suit was gliding around as if he was a butterfly, gracefully avoiding the man’s blows, and throwing his own blows that hit the man each time. 

 Soon, the fight was over as the one in the red suit hit the man with a final blow, kicking his bat out of his hand and knocking him out.  “You okay?” he asked, voice quite familiar to your ears, as he walked up, “You really shouldn’t be walking around in alleys by yourself, especially not in Gotham.”  You groaned, trying to sit up, “I- There- I know.  It was stupid.”  He held his hand out as you accepted, pulling you up with ease, he looked at you.  Finally, uncomfortable from the gaze you broke first, “Ummmm...thank you for that.  I’m sure you get that a lot since, y’know, I’m assuming you do this every day, but seriously...thanks”  He nodded mouth sliding into a tight line as he seemed to be considering something, “Do you want me to take you home, miss?”  You were about to decline but felt your knees wobble slightly, “I’ll take that as a yes?  I don’t think you’ll make it home without falling on your pretty face.”  You smiled softly, “Are you flirting with me?”  “I’m trying.  Is it working?”  Chuckling softly you smiled, as a slight frown replaced it quickly, “I have a boyfriend...sorry.”  The man nodded, “I figured….pretty girl like you.”  Laughing you smiled, “We’re actually having kind of a fight right now…”  you glanced up at him, frown deepening, “I said some harsh stuff to him that I didn’t mean...I’m only saying this to you because we’ll probably never see each other again or at least hopefully not I would prefer to not have my life needing saving every day.”  He smiled, “That would definitely be preferable.  If I had to save you more than three times I would call it fate at that point.”  He was holding you tightly as he swept from rooftops using his grappling hooks or whatever it was called, “Do you believe in fate?” you asked, keeping your eyes on his face, too afraid to glace down.  “I’m not sure...Do you?”  “Avoiding the question huh?  Well...I thought I did.  I think I thought fate brought me and boyfriend together...y’know that whole true love and soulmate mumbo jumbo the whole deal.”  Laughing at yourself you continued, “I just...I really loved him and I don’t think he felt the same.  I was always second most important to whatever it was he did in his free time.  All the secrets just became too much...does that make me selfish?”  The vigilante shook his head, “I think it makes you honest.  You deserve someone who puts you first...someone who doesn’t keep his life a secret from you.”  

A couple more minutes and you had arrived at your balcony, “Thanks, for everything tonight and the free therapy session.” you smiled, as he set you down.  “No problem, y/n.”  You turned around quickly at the mention of your name, “How do you know my name?” you questioned, maybe I let it slip? You thought but you were pretty sure you hadn’t even said your name once, then the idea that his voice sounded familiar set in.  “I-uh…” he muttered as you slowly walked up, placing your hand on his cheek, “Tim?  Is it you?” you asked gently, as your hand crept up to the edge of his mask, “Can I?”  He nodded softly, as you pulled it away, “It is you.  I would recognize your voice anywhere.”  Tim shuffled awkwardly as he glanced at his feet, charisma from two minutes ago gone now that the mask was off.  Then another thought set in, “Were you following me?” you questioned eyes slanting slightly. Tim’s eyes widened as he replied, “You’re missing the big picture here...I kinda saved you...”  You laughed slightly as you punched his chest, “I’m messing with you...although I am kind of embarrassed that I complained about you to y’know...you.”  Tim smiled softly, “Nothing you said was wrong though... This-” he said as he gestured to himself, “Is a big part of who I am, and I kept it from you it was unfair, especially after two years of you being patient every time I bailed.”  He stepped closer, closing the gap as he held your chin, “You deserve to know about this part of me.  You mean everything to me y/n y/l/n, I love you.”  You leaned into his touch as you smiled softly, as he continued, “I promise I’ll never keep a big secret like this from you again...I just didn’t want to put you in danger and didn’t realize I was hurting you more by keeping you away.  If you will, I’d like to make it up to you, maybe dinner tomorrow?”  You nodded softly, as you placed a kiss to his cheek, “I’m glad you came to your senses and just so we’re clear you keep things this big from me again then Gotham’s safety will be the least of your worries, Timothy.”  He gulped slightly, as he muttered, “Okay, I promise, no secrets especially not big ones.”  Then you grabbed his shoulders pulling him down to your height, “How bout you start making it up to tonight?  I think Gotham can wait for one night…”  Tim grinned cheekily as he pressed his lips to yours, “I’m sure Bruce won’t mind.”  You pulled away quickly, “Wait, Bruce, as in Wayne, as in your father?  He’s Batman?!”  You realized then that your world was about to get a lot more interesting and your homework was going to be the least of your worries when your boyfriend and his family were vigilantes by night.

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