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jade-jini · 6 months

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yunjin is the only thing i can honestly think off 😭 also i’d love to see how y/n and loser g!p yunjin got together 🤭

(Look at this cute thing, I’m weak for her)

WELL OFC DEAR ANON lol. So continuing with how our loser g!p Yunjin and reader became all lovey dovey (sorry if it’s too long and if it took too long 😭) THIS IS ALL FLUFF.

As I mentioned, you guys are in the same program so you see her during class and often around campus, mostly just exchanging a few hi’s and comments about class stuff but it never became more than those short conversations. Yunjin can be a very outgoing loser, with her silly jokes and cute pickup lines and constant compliments. She was a sweet girl! Just didn’t feel brave enough to make a more bold move just yet:(. Sakura would always be like “NEVER BACK DOWN NEVER WHAT?!” And she’d be like “NEVER GIVE UP!” But then when she has the chance to turn her flirt into something else she panics and goes🧍🏻‍♀️

She was getting brave tho, she really was! Until that stupid jock mf had to ruin all the confidence she (and Sakura) has been working so hard to build. This guy was into you. At first he really thought Yunjin didn’t have a chance because how could a loser have one? but then he noticed how you’d giggle like an idiot with Yunjin and his brain went “danger 😐” so like a fvckin asshole the only thing he thought was to make Yunjin afraid to make any move at all, hurting her self esteem.

It was during a morning that she hadn’t see you around yet. She always looks forward to the classes you shared, and when she didn’t see you in your seat as always, she was so confused ‘cause you tended to be on time. She still had hopes that you’d eventually show up. However, her confusion turned into disappointment and sadness when half the class passed and you were nowhere to be found. Yunjin knew she was being dramatic but c’mon! Seeing you is her favorite part of the day :( she spent the rest of the class resting her chin on her books with a pout. Eunchae saw her friend and thought she looked like a sad puppy, she thought it was cute and funny but also had sympathy for her friend. During the little break they had before their next class that was in the same room, she tapped Sakura’s shoulder to get her attention.

“Yunjin unnie looks like a lost puppy when y/n is not around I swear” she told her while trying not to laugh. The eldest turned her head to her red hair friend and sighed with a smile as she shook her head.

“She kinda is if you think about it, I guess” she told the youngest, who couldn’t contain a laugh from escaping her lips. This caused Yunjin to look up to her friends with a frown.

“It’s not fair, why isn’t she here?!” Yunjin started, fixing her posture “Y/n doesn’t tend to miss class, and if she didn’t come to this one she might as well just miss the rest of the day and the classes we have together… ” she complained with a cute pout, but unfortunately somebody heard their conversation.

“Like you would know, wouldn’t you creep?” The guy said, while looking at the girl with a sarcastic smile (Idk bro picture a kpop boi here if you want ig-). “God you spy on her so much you know her schedule? AND you wanna talk like you’re close with her and know what she would do. You’re such a weirdo, that’s exactly why she wouldn’t look at you, you know?” He said with that disgusting mean tone, like he himself knew you any better.

Yunjin was surprised, she knew this guy and knew he wasn’t friendly specially with well, people who didn’t share his exact interest (aka if you’re a nerd), but she wasn’t expecting him to talk to her at all let alone insult her like that, I mean she has gotten kinda bullied before when she was younger but she has done her best to either ignore these people or to defend herself, to which her friends helped a lot.

“And who the fuck are you to talk to her like that?-” Eunchae started but Sakura stopped her grabbing her arm, making sure the girl didn’t start any trouble. The man just put his hands up and laughed.

“I’m just saying, y/n is way out of your league bro, you’re embarrassing yourself and most likely making her feel uncomfortable. Do you enjoy doing that?”

“I would never do that!” Yunjin was offended, she didn’t have any bad intentions with you. Did she cross any boundary? You would tell her though right? You looked like somebody who knew how to speak for yourself well enough, she’s seen it. “I’d never do that intentionally, and I’m sure she would tell me. So far she hasn’t shown any discomfort in any moment we’ve talked.” she said trying to sound a little more confident, mostly to also convince herself you actually didn’t dislike her.

“she’s just too nice to let you know!” He answered as if it was the most obvious fact in the world. “And who knows, maybe she laughs behind your back at your behavior and that’s why she keeps you close.” He finished before walking out of the room, not letting any of the girls talk back (Lord and Sakura know Eunchae was ready to curse Tf outta him) and leaving a mess in Yunjin’s head, filling it with a lot of insecurities and doubts. Girlie was gonna be overthinking about you all day and not in the sweet cheesy way she always does :(

“What. An. Asshole!” Eunchae exclaimed, getting a scold from kkura for the language “no I’m serious what’s wrong with him?? Who does he think he is?! Asshole…”

“Hong Eunchae!” Sakura said in a serious tone, making the girl simply huff and sit down with crossed arms and a pout (Manchae my kid). “Yunjini? Are you ok?” She asked in a softer tone while sitting in her chair next to her friend, who had such a sad and pensive expression “don’t pay no mind to that guy, he doesn’t know you and I seriously doubt he knows y/n.”

“Yeah exactly!” The youngest said “he’s probably just jealous that you always make y/n laugh.”

“Yeah but is it a ‘you’re so funny I’m enjoying this’ laugh or a ‘you’re pathetic and embarrassing’ laugh? Now I don’t know…”

“She’s not a bad person, unnie. You wouldn’t like her if she was, right? But if you’re feeling insecure, let’s see her behavior carefully and maybe we’ll be able to tell.”

the tall girl sighed, resting her head on her books again. Eunchae and Sakura just looked at each other (the oldest patting her friend’s head), not sure how else to comfort their friend, but hoping next time she sees you something good happens and you somehow get those thoughts out of her head.

——

Meanwhile, you decided to miss a class and went to this store you found online where they sell different types of merch about video games, animes, stuff like that, to buy some cool genshin impact photocards you saw online. You knew two things; 1. Yunjin liked that game a lot, and 2. She was probably not gonna make a move to get closer any time soon lol so you decided to give the game a try, and liked it a lot! And now you’re gonna buy some photocards for her as well as a way of making more conversation and getting closer.

Once you got them, you quickly put a Genshin Yunjin one on your phone case (some selfies for social media Ofc) and decided to finally go to class, excited to show this girl that you were basically crushing on the gift you got for her.

Your second class of the day was luckily one with Yunjin, so you were hoping to make it on time to talk with her a little bit before it started, and so you did! But weirdly, you caught the girl on her seat, very quiet while the friends of her who also shared this class seemed a little worried and empathetic with whatever was going on with the red hair girl. You took your seat close to them and waved hi to her friend, whose name if you remember well was Sakura. With a sign you asked her if Jen was ok, to which she replied with a “so-so” sign and a little smile. You nodded sympathetically and decided to maybe wait until later on the day to talk with her, now feeling slightly nervous yourself to make any move. However, while you were considering this option, kkura thought seeing you might cheer her friend up, so she elbowed Yunjin and let her know that you were in the room.

Once the girl looked at your direction, there was a sparkle in her eyes, the one that always appeared whenever she saw you or thought of you. However, once she remembered the mean words the idiot from earlier told her, her smile turned into a more shy, sad small one, and her eyes went to the floor.

“Yunjin? You’re not gonna say hi to her like always?” The Japanese girl asked her in a low voice, trying to motivate her dear friend.

“I don’t know, Kkura..” the sad girl said “What if I just make her feel uncomfortable? What if that’s what I’ve been doing? That’s not only embarrassing, but also not fair for her to feel like that, and not fair for me to keep my hopes high if I’m clearly out of her league. I don’t wanna get even more hurt and also I—”but your voice interrupted her sad rambling.

“Hey Yunjin, Look what I got!” You called, smiling that pretty smile of yours and showing her the back of your phone, hoping this somehow will help cheering her up. And it did! Yunjin’s expression went from sad, to surprised that you called, to excited.

“Oh. My. God. Is that a Genshin Impact special edition Yun Jin photocard ?!” She said in her peculiar loud voice and with a smile showing her perfect teeth. There. There it was. The excited and loud loser who caught your attention. “Omg, y/n! How did you get this? I didn’t even know you liked Genshin!”

“Well, constantly hearing you screaming about it made me curious!” You teased her while laughing, to which she blushed but didn’t stop smiling while listening to you “it was just a few days ago so I’m very new, I actually enjoyed it a lot so I decided to search info about the characters online, and went this morning to this cool store I found to buy some of these.”

“So that’s why you weren’t here earlier” Sakura commented, making you look at her a little surprised.

“Oh you noticed?”

“Yunjin did.” Eunchae answered while looking at her friend with a mischievous smile, to which Yunjin responded with a blush, a threat in her eyes and a promise for vendetta later. “She missed you and everything.”

“Eunchae!” She simply groaned, pouting at the embarrassment her friend made her go through. But to you it was actually really cute the fact that she noticed your absence.

“Well, please accept these as an apology then.” You said while getting the little bag that contained the other photocards and giving it to her. She was so surprised because a gift. For her? From you?! “I didn’t know who your favorite character was so I made sure to get as many as possible. Please take as many as you want, I mainly got them for you to be honest.” You admitted, feeling brave to confess your intentions, even with her friends around.

“Oh my~ this is so cute!” Eunchae squeaked while shaking Yunjin’s shoulder (visual representation), while the girl was just speechless holding the bag you gave her and switching from looking at it to looking at you, who couldn’t stop smiling, satisfied at her reaction while your hands were politely behind your back in a cute shy way. Of course, Sakura had to push her to get out of her shocked state. Yunjin shook her head to bring herself back before speaking.

“Omg y/n, I don’t know what to say, thank you so much!” She said, feeling touched by the detail. Yunjin was looking at you with such sweet eyes, you were making her fall deeper for you, and she didn’t know that’s exactly your plan.

“It’s ok. Just please make sure to leave some Yun Jin for me, she’s my favorite character you know?” You told her in a clearly flirty way and a wink, making sure the message was clear. This made the red hair girl’s eyes open wide as her face had no idea what to do, besides blushing and smiling like an idiot.

“Hehe, Yunjin unnie’s face is trying to match her hair.” Eunchae teased, making you and Sakura laugh at the taller girl.

“Hong Eunchae I swear to God.”

——

After that conversation, the professor entered the classroom, so you quickly agreed on hanging out after class to continue talking about your interest in common. Sakura had a class, and Eunchae went with her after mentioning she was grateful to be able to go ‘cause she didn’t want to third wheel you guys anymore, earning another groan and blush from her best friend. Talking with Yunjin was really nice, and she was really hyped and happy about sharing this topic, so much she decided to invite you to her place so you could continue there, watch some content and even play a little bit! She was excited of being able to teach none other than her crush how to play her favorite game.

Of course she didn’t realize the weight of her actions until you were actually in her room.

Oh god. Her crush was in her room. Alone with her.

Girlie went from excited to nervous once she saw you making yourself comfortable in her bed. Her bed was really soft and warm, and her room was cozy. It reflected her personality well. A nice combination of beige walls and white. Most of the room had warm colors, and the decoration was based on some posters, little shelves with albums and books, pictures and figures of video-games characters the girl was a fan of. She was very organized and clean, her desk having her computer and just a couple notebooks at the moment. You hoped you could spend more time there with her in the future (and no not only for the nasty 🤨).

“This is a really nice place Yun” you told her.

“Thanks, that’s one of the reasons I like spending so much time at home.” She said with a giggle doing her best to contain the blush in her cheeks because did you just call her by a nickname?😳 bro do it again.

“I get it, if my room was this nice and comfy I too would prefer to just stay and play all day.” You said as she lied down next to you.

“Well, you can always come and play with me!” She offered smiling innocently (aw my pookie wookie 🥺), but c’mon you had to tease her after saying that-

“You want me to come play with you, huh?” You said with an obvious teasing tone and a smirk moving your eyebrows up and down, now making it impossible for the red hair girl to not match her cheeks color with her hair.

“I mean! It’s always fun to play genshin with friends…” she said, trying to save herself from the embarrassment, but she felt it was too late so her hands went to her face as she groaned in a low voice. You laughed. She was so endearing, so cute. You couldn’t resist her and she wasn’t even trying to do anything at all. This is the girl you wanted. It just felt too right. It felt like home in your heart even before it did in your head.

“You remember I told you Yunjin is my favorite genshin impact character?” You asked her, taking her hands off her face but not letting go of them, to which she hummed in response. “And do you know why she is my favorite character?”

“Well, her playability in my opinion is really good. Her design and character description is also captivating, and since you mentioned you’re new to the game maybe that’s the reason you liked her. Although I must say I pr—” god this girl could talk. So what’s better than shutting up your crush with a kiss? Nothing bro. Nothing so that’s what you did. With a sweet kiss that she was doing her very best to correspond once the initial shock passed, as she’s been dreaming of doing since the moment her eyes fell on you. Your hand moved slowly from her own hands to her face, caressing it softly as her trembling hand went to your waist. As the seconds passed, her hands felt more comfortable, so she hugged you closer to her, to which you responded hugging her as well. Once you stopped kissing ( barely leaving any space in between your faces), you whispered in her lips “so again, do you know why Yunjin is my favorite character?”

And with her vision blurry and her mind clearly malfunctioning because of everything that was happening (but can you blame her tho?) she said:

“Who’s Yunjin?”

Bro are you serious.

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hysteria-things · 2 months

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I need a 3rd part with Nate soooo bad

SINFUL DESIRES (part three)

read part one here

read part two here

read part four here

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: nate x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you’re going on a date this weekend! oh, and the date is your arch nemesis… so you say.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: FLUFF, swearing, friendly banter

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 704

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: second anon i kid you not i wrote this in the afternoon and had it in my drafts to post later and when i saw that in my inbox i was gobsmacked LMAO

ANYWAY thank you sm and here is the awaited part three💕

the mirror placed on the wall next to your front door has your reflection on it as you fix up your hair and lipgloss.

you still cannot fathom that you’re going on a date with nathan doe.

well, he didn’t want to admit that it was a date. he said — and quote — “we should go get something to eat this weekend. dress fancy, too!”

the ringing of the doorbell echoes through the foyer, and you give one last peek at yourself before opening the door.

nate’s dressed in a white dress shirt, black dress pants, and shoes. he has a small bouquet of tulips in his hand, your favorite flowers ever since you were little.

he remembered.

his eyes scan your body that’s hugged with a sage green dress that has some poof to it, daisies embroidered on it. the sleeves are off the shoulders, and gold jewelry decorates your ears and neck. “well, well, well. look who came to their enemy’s doorstep holding presents. how thoughtful.”

“oh, shut up. i’m here to pick you up for our date.”

his hand never left your thigh as he drove to the restaurant, and you hate to admit that the feeling made you blush.

he opens the door for you, and you step out to admire the exterior. the lights around it are dim and the colors of the building are warm earthy colors. it’s definitely an italian restaurant. also your favorite ever since you were a kid.

he remembered that, too.

the hostess brings you guys to the table, and you get settled as the both of you look through the menus.

“you look very beautiful tonight,” he says, peeking at you from above the menu since they're bigger than your heads.

you hide your smile with a lip bite. “thank you. you look handsome.”

he chuckles, tapping your foot from under the table. the waiter comes over, places your orders, and takes the menus.

nate leans on the table to admire you, smiling as you start talking. “do you know what we should do after this?”

“what should we do, pretty?”

man. that nickname’s starting to grow on you.

you grin. “we should go to barnes and noble. i need more books.”

“you don’t need more books.” he rolls his eyes. “nerd alert.”

he lets out a sound of pain when you kick him under the table. “nate, please? for me?” you give him puppy dog eyes along with a fake pout.

he crosses his arms. “we’re not going to fucking barnes and noble.”

you went to barnes and noble. you drag nate behind you by the pinky, smiling when the whiff of books hits you.

you go over to the young adult section, skimming through them to find a book that’ll interest you.

he’s leaning against the bookshelf, staring in awe. he doesn’t understand how one can love books so much, but it’s okay because it’s you.

when you find a book you like, you go over to the counter. “hello!” you greet, placing the object on the counter.

the cashier scans it, tapping a few buttons on the screen in front of her. “that’ll be $21.00.”

you go to reach for your card, but hear a BEEP and look up, seeing nate’s card inserted into the machine. “you already paid for dinner.” you say lowly.

he nudges you with his arm, taking out his card. “do you have a pen by chance?” he asks the woman, using his hand to portray a writing motion.

she gives one to him, and he moves you so you’re behind him. he starts to write something in your book, and you jump to try to look over his shoulder. it’s no use.

“na—”

“thank you.” he smiles, giving the pen back and grabbing your book. “let’s go.”

when you guys get comfortable in the car, you sigh. “what’d you write in it?”

he stares deep into your eyes, taking the book off of his lap and handing it to you without saying another word.

you hesitantly open it, and a small message written in blue pen is revealed on the inside cover.

y/n,

will you officially be my girlfriend?

circle one:

yes or yes

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

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fandomnerd9602 · 10 months

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Fake, Right?

Wanda Maximoff x Nerd!Reader (High School AU)

For @aloneodi

“I do not!” Wanda Maximoff finds herself stating to the rest of the group she called her clique.

“It is so obvious, Maximoff” Yelena states before chowing down on her mac and cheese.

“There’s nothing wrong with it, Wanda” Natasha chimes in, “(Y/N) is cute. Your best friend for so long. It’s almost like a romance story”

Wanda rolls her eyes, “What about you and Bruce?” Natasha blushes at that remark.

“Fine!” Wanda huffs, “if it pleases you all, I’ll go out with (Y/N) and I’ll prove there’s nothing there!”

“The only one you need to prove it to is yourself” Natasha snickers.

Wanda leaves her gal pals and heads over to you.

“I need you to date me” Wanda takes you by the shoulders.

“hello you too” you smile.

“Natasha and Yelena think that I’m in love with you and I need to prove that I’m not.”

“So a fake date?” You look confused.

“Yeah. Fake. Can you help?”

“Uh sure?” You find yourself at a loss for words.

“Great. Pick you up at seven” she gives you a sisterly hug before rejoining her popular friends.

You’d do anything for Wanda. She was a good friend of yours for as long as you could remember. But a fake date just seemed a little off.

Wanda rejoins her friends. Natasha giggles as Yelena rolls her eyes.

“Enjoy your evening, lovebird” Natasha giggles.

“Shut up” Wanda rolls her eyes at the redhead.

You got ready for your fake date. A simple attire set up. You wrapped your lucky Hufflepuff scarf around your neck.

A familiar honk outside your door got your attention. You walk out just as Wanda strolls up to you in her favorite red hoodie and yoga pants.

“You look better than I do” Wanda giggles

“Come on” you smirk, “you could make a 50s sitcom outfit look amazing”

Wanda actually blushes. “So where to?”

“Wanna grab a burger and shake?”

“Sure thing, Hufflepuff”

“I’m surprised you’re not wearing your Slytherin scarf” you shoot back.

“Hufflepuffs and Slytherin only cause mayhem together” Wanda socks your arm playfully.

“Then let’s cause some tonight” you laugh.

You and Wanda make your way to the local diner. Wanda just about devours her whole chocolate shake.

“It’s been forever since I had one of these” Wanda practically moans as the shake runs down her throat.

“I missed these times” you admit. “I know you got the popular crowd now-“

“I could never sideline you” Wanda interrupts. “Nat and Yelena are fun but I can’t talk with them about the things we talk about”

“I don’t mind” you shrug. “I still see you every now and then. It’s not like you’re on Mars.”

“I missed our hangouts too.” Wanda shrugs “I feel like I changed so much”

“Oh really? Favorite vinyl?”

“Florence and the Machine. Lungs. Dog Days are Over”

“Okay. Favorite show?”

“Dick Van Dyke Show”

“Favorite movie?”

“Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone”

You smile, “sounds like the same old Wanda to me”

“Wanna hit the record shop?” Wanda bats her eyes at you.

“I was hoping you’d ask”

You and Wanda make your way to the records shop. You spend the next hour rocking out to old vinyls and just enjoying one another’s company. Wanda felt so free. No cliques. No standards. Just her and you, allowed to be yourselves.

Your last stop was the movies. You just bought the closest showing you could. The movie was terrible but laughing along with Wanda made it worth watching.

It was close to midnight when Wanda pulled up to your house. Wanda didn’t want the night to end. Something about being with you just felt right.

“I had fun tonight” you smile at your best friend. Wanda giggles in response.

“Glad I could get you out of your shell, Hufflepuff” she laughs.

“I wouldn’t mind doing it again, Slytherin. Maybe next time we could have a Harry Potter marathon”

“I’ll bring the popcorn and soda” Wanda giggles.

“Well I’ll see tomorrow Wanda.” You walk up the steps of your house. Part of you doesn’t want this night to end either. You turn and look back at the young witch.

You look at her, she looks at you. And for the second time in a long time, Wanda feels a certain longing in her heart. A longing for you to come back down those steps and kiss her.

Sadly you walk up and into your house. What Wanda didn’t know was the strong urge you felt to go back down and kiss her goodnight.

As she walks away from your house that night, all Wanda could think was of how good she and you fit together. She could spend a whole lifetime with you and never grow tired. Well Tony did have that party coming up next week. An idea was brewing in that young witch’s mind.

Tags: @aloneodi @lifespectator @xxxtwilightaxelxxx @supercorpdanbeau @scarletwitch-n7 @deafeningsharkslimeempath @kingofthelizardpeople @jacelion @family-house-of-m

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meangirls-imagines · 2 months

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Can I have a Janis 'Imi'ike x femme reader imagine where they’re friends and reader finds Janis’ sketchbook which is full of sketches of reader?

Life Imitates Art

WARNINGS: none, just fluff. janis being a gay mess.

Janis Imi'ike and Y/N Y/L/N have been best friends since they were in diapers.

Their parents were best friends in college and stuck together for years. So it was like they were destined to be together.

Y/N was there for Janis through everything, but they got even closer after the Regina incident. Janis had gone to Y/N's house crying after what happened and the two, along with Damian, spent the rest of that night watching the girl's favorite movies.

Janis fell in love with Y/N that night.

Years and years of denying their feelings brings them to senior year, aka "post-bitchy regina".

Everyone was friends so it was a lot easier to go through their last year together. Instantly, (without Janis and Y/N's knowledge), everyone decided that senior year was going to be "Project Get Y/N and Janis Together".

Regina, Janis, and Y/N all had homeroom together and Regina began texting in the group chat.

(Former) Queen Bitch👑: guys. they are staring at each other. the tension is suffocating.

Detective Gretchen🕵️‍♀️: OMG! That is ADORABLE!

Sexy Maus🐭: thats so qute

Nerd: awwww. guys, maybe we don't need a plan. let's let them work through it.

Beyonce: uh. have you met janis? that girl doesn't know how to act around y/n. we need to intervene. and there's only one way.

(Former) Queen Bitch👑: damian. no. not that.

Nerd: what is going on?

Beyonce: this is classified information. no one can tell janis or y/n this. karen? got it?

Sexy Maus🐭: what?

Detective Gretchen🕵️‍♀️: I got it. Now what is it?

Beyonce: Janis's sketchbook. It's got tons of beautiful drawings of Y/N in it. Regina and I stumbled upon it accidentally a couple of weeks ago.

Detective Gretchen🕵️‍♀️: OMG!!

Nerd: THAT'S SO CUTE!

Beyonce: I think it's time we subtly show Y/N the book.

That weekend, the group all met up at Janis's house for their weekly sleepover. Damian decided to put his plan into motion. Whenever Janis was distracted, he snuck upstairs and put her sketchbook in plain sight, then he snuck back downstairs.

Then he put it into motion.

"Hey, Y/N. I was wondering if I could have some ibuprofen? I have a headache and I know you always have some." The girl smiled and nodded, standing from her place next to Janis and heading upstairs.

Janis watched the girl go and turned back to see everyone smirking at her. "What?" Damian giggled. "Girl, keep it in your pants." Janis blushed. "What are you talking about?" Gretchen squealed. "You totally have a crush on Y/N! It's so cute!"

Janis blushed harder. "I do not have a crush on her! She's my best friend." Karen smiled. "Your best friend that you wanna kiss. Which is really cool because Gretchen is my best friend that I wanna kiss."

Everyone paused and looked at Gretchen, who was blushing harder than Janis. Regina broke the silence. "Okay, we'll come back to this. But Janis, they're right. You and Y/N have feelings for each other and I think it's time that you tell her. It's our senior year. We don't know what the future holds, we just don't want you to regret not telling her."

Janis took the blonde's words to heart and nodded. "Okay, I'll tell her." She got up and with the cheering from her friends, she went upstairs to talk to Y/N.

"Y/N, I need to tell you something."

Janis froze in her tracks. Y/N was looking at her sketchbook. Specifially, a portrait that she drew of Y/N. Janis stuttered over her words. "Y/N, I can explain."

"This is beautiful, Janis. Is this how you see me?" Janis swallowed hard and nodded, walking closer to Y/N.

"It's how I've always seen you." Y/N's breath hitched as Janis continued.

"Y/N. I love you. I've loved you since you comforted me after the incident with Regina. Maybe even longer. And I really wanna be with you. Those pictures I've drawn don't even compare to your actual beauty. Every time I look at you, the rest of the world melts away. And if you give me the chance, I really wanna be with you."

Janis couldn't say anything else because Y/N kissed her.

Y/N was kissing her.

Y/N WAS KISSING HER?

The girl's lips were a lot softer than Janis imagined. It was everything she imagined actually, and more. The two kissed for a minute before cheering made them break away from each other.

They looked to see their friends standing in the hallway, all smiling widely.

Y/N tucked her face into Janis's neck, hiding her blush. Damian spoke. "So?"

Janis smirked back at him. "My girlfriend and I will meet you guys downstairs."

#janis imiike x reader #janis imi'ike #mean girls imagines #mean girls 2024

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silvershiningtarot · 1 year

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PAC 18+ 👐🏾A Little Love Letter from your Soulmate & Twin Flame ~ Pick a Pile.

❤️A channeled Message from your future partners. Take what resonates and what doesn't. You can pick more than one pile.

Our time doesn't stop. I just wanna know how you feel about me. You wanna know how I feel about you? I dream about you all the time. I feel that our souls are already married. Can you feel it? I get this shocked feeling when I hold your hand in my dreams. I know your face. Remember that. In our past life, we were hunted down. I don't know why I said that but I guess it was meant to be said. I am your person whether or not you believe it. When you sing in the middle of the night, I can hear you. I love that curve body you got. I will be watching you over from the stars. I have incarnated myself to meet you. Can you believe that now? My sweet love ❤️, Do you remember me? You told me that you remember. How can you forget? You and I are the same. Our soul is the same. I don't like labels. Or you might like labels. You probably consider me a rebel but I’m not I just don't like labels. You and I share the same soul. You know that right? I feel that you run away from me because you're scared. No need to be. I got you. I won't let you fall. Of course, you dream about other dudes, and you think that they are husbands but they are not. I am your fucking husband. You piss me off when you don't believe it. You think I can't hear you, but I do. That shit hurts my feelings when you do. Sometimes I distance myself away from you because you push me away. Not me… You! I raise my voice at you, but I tried to call you, but you didn't answer me. Ugh, shit sucks. We are telepathically connected can you feel that? I know this may scare you but I know your name. I know your name seriously. But I am not going to say it. Look at that 3:33. I like it when you dress up so beautifully. Thank you so much, for taking care of yourself. I am glad you are eating. I feel that we should talk more about our life together. Our future life. I have a good feeling that our love lives here will be perfect. I know you see me as a baby daddy. I know I got kids but at the end of the day. My kids are taken care of. You shouldn't be worrying about our kids. That's right I said it my kids are your kids too. We are a family together. From another life before us, you tried to escape with me. But we were caught, I have dreams about our life before. It was just bad. But the good part is I was with you. No matter if I were send-off to war at that time. See! Our clock is going clockwise. Sing to me, my love. Do you dream about our life too? You are such a brilliant person. When I was a young child I manifest you, I remembered watching fairytale movies with my sibling dreaming that is us on the television. I am your beast and you are my beauty. My heart has been cold 🎿 Can you warm 🔅 it up? I love it when you rough me up in your dreams. My dominance-Matrix. Sorry, I tried to be sexy with my words. Obviously, that didn't work. I am such a geek 🤓. Hey, do you watch Revenge of the Nerds? Booger is my favorite character the way he burps is fucking awesome. Haha 😂. We got something in common. Your dreams are my dreams. I am coming to you. Can I cuddle next to you? I wanna touch your soft skin. That makes me feel so happy. I know you are an aggressive woman. But I don't care! Call me bad names, and tied me down if you have. Unleash the monster out of you. 😉😜. Are you ready for your kiss with me? I wrote you this love letter for you. I know you might not wanna hear this I wanna talk to you. Your other father from your past life is saying sorry for locking you up in that castle. My darling, I want you to be okay. I love you very much. He comes to me in my dreams sometimes. But anyway, please don't be mad at me. I am your husband. I miss your voice, and I miss everything about you. I have a breeding kink. So you are going to carry my kids. That's a guarantee.

Hey, chocolate drip 💧 how are you? I'm sorry 💔 that I wasn't ready. I know I send you the wrong message in your dream. Just know that I love every minute of it. Hanging out with you, and hearing your voice. It sounded sexy to me. That shit turns me on. Woah, do you know how sexy you are? You wake up sexy. I've been feeling drained lately. My energy has been drained. I have my good days and I have my bad days. You're my soulmate. I know you don't like labels but I like it. I've been emotional, and I just wanna cry 😭. I wake up thinking about you. I just needed someone to talk to. I still feel alone. I feel that nobody gets me. I tried to put a smile on my face. I feel that someone is after me, I don't know if it bad way or a good way. Look it's 10:10. I'm glad I'm talking to you. You're my new beginning. My fresh start. I know I wasn't ready. I got scared 😱. I was frightened to meet you. I know I let my fear get in the way between us but not this time. I know this sounds fucking weird but I am glad you are being patient with me💞. I am glad you are not running away from me. I can't believe I daydream about you all the time. What would you be like? What kind of future you and I will have? What our babies would look like? I have so many questions to ask you, my dear. See, when I talk to you, I don't think about my problems ⚠️ like that. Your energy, light, and your whole aura just make me happy. I feel all giggling now. Hahaha 🥹😂. I just wanted to talk to you. So how did you sleep? Did you dream about me? I dreamt about you. You are my divine counterpart. I can hear your sweet voice in my head saying my feelings matter. I haven't been okay. Sorry for bringing the mood down. Who am I to tell you to wait on me? Of course, I want you to go out there and fucking date people. You get it. I didn't say to date someone I said people in general. I don't care if I sound possessive or clingy. But I am clingy to you. Everything on your body is mine. It's like you mindfuck me. In a good way. I am not telling you to wait, but I'm hoping 🙏🏾 that you wait. I am truly praying that you wait. Anyways, good morning to you. Or should I say Grand Rising🔅? I pray 🙏🏾 for you all the time. You know that right every single day I pray for you. I hope you can hear my prayers🙏🏾. Anyways, I love you. I wanna tell you my life story. I mean you know some of it because of what I told the world about and the media. But I still feel shut down. I've been doing a lot of self-work on myself. Like literally been doing shadow work. I have been recognizing a lot of my bullshit, people's fakeness, and my trauma.

Oooh, Hii! Baby. I feel so excited talking to you. It's like you are my energy drink. It's been an honor talking to you. I hope you are having a good day. I remember when I was young I used to draw little hearts ❤️ because I thought about my future wife as a child. So now I'm all grown up. How do you feel about us? How do you feel hearing this story? I have been manifesting you for a very long time. I never thought you exist but you do. Sometimes my friends laugh at me. But do I pay any of those bitches no mind? Hell, the fuck no. They think I'm delusional and you don't exist. You only exist in my head. Hear how that shit sounds. Fucking dumb right? Anyways. Yesterday!! 🤗💯 I hugged you, did you feel it? Our Love is like Disney movies 🎬 but ten times better than any other Disney movies. I've been healing myself. We are going to have a successful life. I love that we are going to be successful. Our connection is fate and we are each other’s destiny. So allow me to introduce myself.

I have a little message to tell you. I just wanna say that I have a huge crush on you. Do You know why I say that? Is because I had a dream about you. I finally saw who you are. Your face is gorgeous. You have the most beautiful face in the world🌸. Can I give you a rose 🌹? I wrote you this letter because I want you to remember that you are something special to me. You are very special. The way how I feel about you. I want you right now. Everything about you brights up my world. I wish that I was right there next to you. Good morning to you. You gave me so much hope. You are such a positive and great human being. You are so caring for the world👐🏾. Baby 👶🏾, are you pregnant? Not yet huh ❔ well you will be soon. I have a breeding kink. I love getting you pregnant. So the way you care for children, makes me feel that you should have kids of your own. I'm glad you are waiting patiently. I love you so much. You are my love. ❤️❤️🌹Will you take my rose? As an honor of my appreciation to you. I appreciate you.

We are each other's perfect match. We are each other's equal. You belong with me forever. See! I said it because you are my favorite person in the world to me. How are you feeling today? Is everything okay, I hope that it is. Because if it isn't, please let me know. I'll put a spell on these fools who are hurting you. I'm not kidding around. I do magic ✨. So again if anyone is bothering you. Just wink 😉 at me. I'll get the message. But anyway enough of that negativity. I hope you are waking up doing yoga. Meditating and just relaxing your mind. I do yoga sometimes. I always meditate because meditation helped me. I was in your shoes before. I was in a dark place but now I realize that I can't fucking seat around and just wait for the universe help me grow. I told myself I want to grow. So I made it my mission to change my life around. Now I feel better. That doesn't mean I don't have bad days but I'm good 🌟. So again, my love I want you to focus on yourself, their problem isn't your problem. Whoever got the drama, don't fucking get involved. That shit pissed me off. So you better begin a new change in your life baby. Anyways that's my message to you. Grow baby, Grow! Not for me, your family, or your friends but for yourself. Have better self-control. Whenever you feel down, angry or sad, or just not in the mood. Go ahead and talk to me🥲. I always talk to you. Listen to my message.

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justkennadi · 10 months

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Seeing Nerd!Armin’s dorm for the first time

Notes: Kinda continuation of my nervous nerd post but it doesn’t have to be if u don’t want to

content: Nerd!Armin x blk/fem!reader, mostly fluff, a bit suggestive here and there but nothing too explicit 👍🏾

- Armin called you the second he got back to his dorm, he just loves ur voice sm!

-The boy was obsessed i tell y’all…

- You guys talked for hours that night and for the next few weeks you guys would talk every night until like 3am talking about whatever…

- “Sooo, you got a roommate or sum?”, You’d ask one night.

-“Oh, not really. I live in the coed mini apartments. We have our own rooms…I guess it still counts though huh…” Armin softly said.

-Come to find out y’all both do!

-After learning this you asked to come over one day.

-Armin was a nervous wreck. He spent hours trying to clean up and make the place look nice before you came over. He also begged Eren to leave too.

-“Why?” Eren asked but Armin not wanting to really say just responded in a squeaky, “…Because!”

-Eren just stared for a second and then busted out laughing, “OHhhh, i see..😏”

-Armin tried to explain that’s not what was happening here but Eren just yelled back, “Have fun!” as he left out the door.

- Armin was in the middle of cleaning his glasses when you knocked on the door. He jumped a bit as his heart began to beat and he stared to blush at the thought of you seeing where he stayed.

-After one last quick check in the mirror he opened the door, greeted you and to his surprise you gave him a hug!

-He kinda just froze and smiled. Very awkward but cute..

-You wore a cute plain green dress that went to your knees, a black jean jacket to go over it and some black uggs. You also had your hair in a bun(if u don’t have enough for a bun sorry just pretend u got a wig on or something). He loved how good you looked even in simple outfits.

-He let you in as you looked around admiring how neat it was. “It’s so cleannn up in here, y’all might be the cleanest college boys i know!” You exclaimed. “Where is your roommate anyway?”

- “Oh, um, out..” Armin said blushing a little at your compliment.

- “Is he a smarty pants like you too?”

-“No, um, not at all..” Armin said. He stared at you as you laughed at that. He couldn’t believe you were in the place he stayed.. He fr had a girl over!!

- Armin showed you around a bit, avoiding Eren’s messy room and saving his own for last. He mainly focused on his favorite parts like the plants by the window and the bookshelf in the hallway.

- “So, what do you want to do now y/n?” Armin asked after he finished showing you the tiny kitchen. You smiled at how he said your name. It kinda had a sultry tone but you didn’t know if he meant that or not.

- “Um…i don’t know. Can i see your room?” You kind of hesitated to ask cause you didn’t want him to think you wanted to do anything crazy just yet, tbh you just wanted to see😭

- “Oh! Uh, sure, follow me…” He led you to his room and opened the door and stepped aside so you could go in..

- It was really clean and definitely showed his nerdy personality. Book, books and more books first of all. His desk was clean but also messy at the same time? Papers and folders and a couple textbooks covers the top and on the desk hutch there were more books and some pencils.

- His bed was made and he seems to go for a black and white theme throughout the room. He had black bedsheets, his desk was white and his curtain had a black and white pattern. Oh and it smelled nice, like fresh laundry.

- “I like your room, Arlert.” You turned to him and saw his whole face was red.

-“Oh, um yeah, thanks…” He mumbled. He was just flustered at the fact a girl was in his room!

-You laughed at this and poked him and teased, “Stop being so nervous, boy!”

-He just smiled at you and laughed a bit. This is when you noticed how soft and blue his eyes were behind his lens.

- Y’all spent the rest of that evening really chilling and watching shows on hulu/netflix/whatevr. Armin ordered a pizza which was plain but you weren’t complaining cause it was a sweet gesture.

-You left at around 8 but before you got out you hugged Armin again to say bye and Eren walked in.

-“Heyyy, pretty lady.” He smirked after seeing you. You pulled away from Armin and he rolled his eyes. Eren laughed it off and said he was joking(he already had eyes on another girl anyways). You just waved and left.

-“Sooooo?” Eren asked looking over at a very embarrassed Armin who just said, “No, we did not.”

- You both ofc called each other again that night to talk about that day and when Armin should come over to your place next time.

-You both felt closer than ever after that day ❤️

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archangeldyke-all · 3 months

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Sevika and reader’s daughter is getting ready to go prom and sevika gives her date a hard time

I absolutely love your work 💓💓💓💓💓

this is so fucking cute. UGH

men and minors dni

sevika cries the night before little fucker's prom. not in front of her, just in your arms that night, silently soaking your pajama shirt as she cries about your daughter growing up.

"she was a baby just yesterday!" she whines. you giggle and press a kiss to her head.

"she's growing up, honey." you say, tearing up too. sevika sniffles.

"oh god, what if she has sex tomorrow night?" she asks. you laugh.

"oh please, like you weren't juggling three girls by the time you were eighteen." you tease her. sevika groans.

"i know, i'm worried she's got my slutty tendencies!" you burst into laughter.

"she'll be fine. at least she can't get pregnant with her little girlfriend." you tease. sevika groans again.

"god, i don't trust that girl one bit." she mumbles. you laugh.

"sev, she's a sweet kid. she obviously adores our girl, you saw her promposal."

your daughter's date to the prom is a sweet, quiet girl, who 'promposed' to her with a big bouquet of her favorite flowers, a bag of her favorite fast food, and tickets to a movie she's been dying to see. she's got your stamp of approval. sevika's is gonna be a bit harder to earn.

sevika gasps in your arms suddenly.

"what?" you ask, panicked.

"fuck, babe, in five years we could be grandmas." she groans. you laugh.

"oh please, you'd love having another baby around."

"not yet!" she cries. "we're too young! she's too young!"

"she might not even want kids, sev."

sevika's silent for a minute, considering this. then, "she fucking better. if she doesn't have one soon, i'm getting you pregnant again. i want another baby." she says. you burst into laughter.

"i don't think that'll work babe, but you can try all you want." you offer, opening your legs around your wife. she grins, her tears gone, and she shoots up to kiss you.

"deal."

the next day, sevika cries on and off from the moment she wakes up.

as you help little fucker do her makeup, sevika stands in the corner sobbing.

as she helps little fucker curl her hair, sevika's tears keep falling onto her head.

when she slips into her suit-- sevika breaks down.

"oh fuck!" she cries, wrapping her arms around your daughter. she groans.

"ma, get her off of me! she's gonna ruin my suit!" your girl wails as she tries to wiggle out of sevika's grip. sevika doesn't let go, not until you pull her away by her ear.

"just wait until your wedding day, kid." you tease your girl. she rolls her eyes, and sevika whimpers.

"why would you say that?" sevika wails, a fresh round of tears bubbling up in her eyes. you laugh and kiss her tears away, and beside you, your little girl gags.

when her date arrives, all of sevika's tears disappear, a glare taking over her features.

the girl pulls up in a car and walks to the door with a bouquet of flowers in her shaky hands.

your daughter is vibrating with excitement as she answers the door and lets her girlfriend in, and it makes you a little emotional. they're so fucking cute.

her girlfriend tries her best. sevika doesn't make it easy.

"i'm so excited to finally meet you mrs. and m--"

"save it." sevika grunts. you elbow her and sevika elbows you back.

your daughter facepalms. "mom--"

"what're your intentions with my daughter tonight?" sevika asks. you bite your lip to keep from laughing at the cringes on your daughter and her girl's face.

"i-- uh-- d-dancing?" she asks. "w-we've got reservations at an italian place after, and there's an afterparty at--"

"afterparty!?" sevika exclaims. you snort and elbow her again.

"i already told you mom!" your daughter whines. "at robby's house-- you know, nerdy robby? robotics club captain?"

sevika's glare lessens, but doesn't dissappear. "nerds can get into just as much trouble as any--"

"sev." you cut her off, shooting her a glance. quit embarrassing our poor kid. you telepathically tell her. she glares at you.

it's my job to embarrass her, it gives her character. sevika's glare responds. you roll your eyes.

"can i get a few pictures of you kids before you go? you look so cute in your matching suit and dress." you say, distracting the teenagers from your wife's glare. your daughter's new beau nods so hard you think her head might fall off her neck. you laugh and guide them outside to pose in front of the flowers in the front garden.

as you snap pictures, sevika hovers over your shoulder the entire time.

your daughter grabs her girlfriends hand, and you can physically feel the way sevika cringes. when her girlfriend rests her hands around your daughter's waist, sevika has to look away. and when they kiss, sevika groans.

"okay! fuck, save it until you're married." she says. you snort.

"when did you become such a prude?" your daughter asks, glaring at sevika. sevika glares back.

"i've always been a prude. i've never had sex in my life. and you shouldn't either." she says. you laugh.

"i heard you and ma going at it this morning in the shower!" your daughter exclaims. you watch in amusement as her date blushes red as a tomato.

"okay!" you interrupt before the poor girl has a heart attack. "you two should get going." you say, walking your daughter and her date toward her car on the street.

her date sprints to the driver's side, slamming the door behind her, sufficiently terrified of sevika, and trying to get away as fast as possible. it makes you laugh.

you and sevika wrap your little fucker up in a big, tight hug before she can slip in the passenger's seat, pressing kiss after kiss to her hair. she giggles between the two of you.

"you guys are horrible." she complains. you laugh.

"hey, that's all mom. i've been a perfectly normal parent all evening--" you try to defend yourself. you're met with twin glares from your wife and daughter.

"you wanted me to!" sevika accuses.

"you barely stopped her!" your daughter shouts.

you laugh. "both of those statements are false!"

your kid groans, and sevika kisses her forehead again.

"call us if you need a ride. i don't care what time it is or where you are-- we'll come get you. and your little girlfriend too." she says.

"i know, mom." little fucker groans.

"and don't drink anything you didn't make yourself!" you say. she rolls her eyes.

"there's not even gonna be alc--"

"here." sevika interrupts her, shoving a dental dam, mini bottle of lube, and a condom into her suit's breast pocket. your daughter scoffs.

"oh, so you're suddenly all 'sex positive' again." she says. sevika shrugs.

"i don't want you having any sex until i'm dead and buried, but if you're gonna do it while i'm still alive, make sure it's safe." she says. your kid groans.

"i know, i know." she grumbles.

"take this." you say, handing her a folded wad of cash. "pay for her dinner tonight-- as an apology for our behavior."

your kid grins. "thanks, ma."

you hug her again, pressing kiss after kiss to her head. you're so distracted by loving on your daughter, that neither of you notice when sevika disentangles herself from your group hug to walk around the car and tap on the driver's side window.

"y-yes miss?" your daughter's date asks wearily as she rolls the window down. sevika glares down at her.

"you take care of her." she says. your daughter looks up from where she'd buried her face against your shoulder to watch their interaction in horror.

"yes ma'am."

"drive the limit. if you drink, or smoke, or do anything-- don't you dare get behind the wheel, you hear me?" she asks. the poor girl nods again.

"y--"

"take this." sevika says, handing the girl another dental dam, condom, and mini bottle of lube. you chuckle, your daughter groans, and her girlfriend's eyes nearly pop out of her head.

"this is so humiliating." your kid mumbles. you giggle.

"hey-- if she sticks around after this, then you know she's a keeper." you tease. your girl snorts.

"mom leave her alone!" she calls.

"you gotta pen?" sevika asks. you watch as the girl scrambles for a pen and paper, handing it to your wife. sevika scrawls something onto the paper, then hands it back. "my number. call if you need anything." she says. the girl gulps and nods.

"oh my god." your kid groans. "she's gonna dump me after this."

you laugh. "no she's not." you say. "when she wasn't cowering in fear 'cause of your mom, the only thing she was looking at this entire time was you. i think you've got her hooked, honey." you say. little fucker melts, a shy smile creeping up her face.

"yeah." she says dreamily. you press a solid kiss to her head, and hug her one more time.

"be safe. but have some fun, yeah?" you ask. she nods at you. "and tell your girl we're really sorry. mom won't always be like this-- it's just how she shows she cares."

"i know."

sevika comes back to wrap your girl in a hug, kissing her again.

"love you, kid." she says.

"love you too." she says, squished between the two of you.

when she finally worms her way out of your arms, she hops into the car and leans over the console to press a kiss to her girlfriend's cheek. you grin at the way the girl's look of horror quickly melts, a shy smile taking its place.

"bye!" you call as the car starts up, waving at the girls.

as soon as the car turns the corner, sevika's crying again.

"fuck! she's gonna be in college soon-- what are we gonna do without her annoying ass bothering us all the time?" she asks, crying into your shoulder. you laugh, pressing a kiss to her scalp.

"i've got a few ideas." you say, trailing your hands down to grab your wife's ass. her crying ceases, and she looks up from your shoulder with a cocky smirk.

"oh yeah?" she asks. you giggle and shrug.

"when's the last time we fucked on the couch? or the counter?" you ask. sevika grins, then ducks down to hoist you over her shoulder, running back into the house.

you squeal and laugh the entire way.

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fluentmoviequoter · 2 months

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Worth the Wait

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Pairing: Jim Street x fem!LAPD analyst!reader

Summary: After too much time hiding your feelings for Street, you worry about him when someone begins targeting police officers. When he returns to HQ at the end of the day, he realizes just how oblivious he's been to both your feelings and his.

Warnings: angst to fluff, spoilers for/rewrite of S.W.A.T. 2x15 "Fallen" (except I added Hicks because he's great), softie Street at the end

Word Count: 4.0k+ words

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Being a cyber technician and analyst for LAPD S.W.A.T. isn’t glamorous, but you love it. Days when you get to work in the situation room, providing backup and support to 20-David, are your favorite. Knowing that what you do helps them, keeps them safe, and makes their case to keep criminals behind bars is all the job satisfaction you could ask for. Despite working for S.W.A.T. as a whole, 20-David quickly became your favorite squad to work with and be around. Everyone on the team is like your family, with one exception.

“Hey!” Luca greets you when you enter the situation room. “I thought you got promoted or something, it’s been a while!”

He tries to ruffle your hair, but you duck away with an amused smile.

“Rocker put in a special request, so I’ve been working with 50 squad. I miss you guys, though,” you answer.

“I’ll be sure to tell Rocker you said that,” Deacon adds, smiling as he enters.

“I told him. Threatened to quit unless he gave me a break.”

“Look who’s back,” Hondo exclaims as he wraps an arm around you in half a hug.

“Hicks told me that I could work here until I get a new project,” you explain. “So, the next few calls, you get to look forward to my voice in your ear.”

“Street will love that,” Hondo replies.

“I’ll love what?” Jim asks, his brows furrowed until he sees you at Hondo’s side. “Welcome back from the dark side!”

“Nerd,” you mumble.

Street smiles, not the friendly ‘I see you as a little sister who I also work with’ smile that the other guys give you, but a genuine smile. Your matching grin makes Luca shake his head, tired of watching you and Street move in circles around each other, unwilling to admit that you have feelings for one another. The team is convinced, however, that you’d say something if Street gave you the tiniest hint of being on the same page, but he’s an oblivious, in love idiot who can’t see what is right in front of him.

“She’s working situation room for a while,” Luca responds. “So, we get to deal with her in the field now, too.”

“You’re hurting my feelings, Luca,” you say with an overexaggerated pout.

“They’ll heal.”

Street rolls his eyes at Luca’s teasing. No matter how hard he tries, he can’t connect with you like the other guys can. Unsure about whether it’s you or him, he maintains his friendliness but refuses to push for more out of an unfounded fear of losing you. You are coworkers, maybe even friends, in his eyes, but he can’t understand the desperation he feels whenever he sees you. Desperation to be more.

“You’re so blind,” Tan mutters as he passes Street.

“Alright, guys, as happy as we are to see our favorite analyst,” Hondo begins, smiling as he shakes your shoulder. “We’ve got range time to get in. Grab your gear and let’s go.”

“Care to watch me demolish your boy over there?” Luca asks you.

“He’s not my boy,” you reply.

“Sure.”

✯✯✯✯✯

Standing between Rocker and Street, you watch 20-David walk through practical application shooting situations. Focusing on their accuracy and marksmanship, you don’t notice Street glancing over at you and Rocker every few seconds. You’ve spent time with Rocker over the last few weeks, and Street doesn’t understand why that makes him feel strange.

“Jam. Switch,” Hondo calls.

You watch Deacon switch hands, still ignorant of Street’s eyes on you.

“Transition drill complete,” Rocker announces. “Make your weapons safe and holstered.”

“I see you putting in work with that left hand, Deac,” Hondo applauds. “Good job. Someone’s got a little extra pep in their step today. I wonder why that is.”

20-David’s replies overlap: “Tell us what?” “What?” and “Yeah, what’s the word, Deac?”

“Well, because of, uh, what Annie went through last year, the doctor wants to induce labor to avoid risks. So I’m gonna work half a day and have a baby tonight,” Deacon answers.

“Oh, whoa. Congratulations, man,” Luca offers, high-fiving Deacon.

“Congratulations,” you add, smiling as Deacon nods.

“Sure beats what I got going tonight,” Luca says.

“Oh, yeah? What’s that?” Deacon inquires.

“I got roped into hitting a single’s bar with this guy as his wingman.” Luca points to Street, and you lick your lips to hide how quickly your smile falls.

“What? It’s a great way to meet girls,” Street argues.

You chew your lower lip and swear you can feel your hope and happiness leaking out. Part of you thought that Street felt the same and you’d have a chance to tell him everything, but knowing that he’s going to a bar to pick up women makes you rethink everything.

Hondo, Deacon, and Luca send Street a wide-eyed look before pointing or gesturing toward you, where you’re looking at Rocker’s tablet to review their drill scores.

“What?” Street asks.

The guys sigh, unable to deal with his stubborn obliviousness for a moment longer.

“Hey, Deac, let me know when I can visit Annie and the baby,” you call.

“You got it,” he replies as Street turns away.

Tan and Hondo discuss their plans for the night before Hondo challenges Street to a one-on-one drill.

“What do I get if I win?” Street asks.

“You might get a box of chocolates,” Hondo answers.

“Better be heart-shaped.”

“I’m gonna go,” you tell Luca.

Hondo’s phone beeps, and you stop by the door.

“Whoa, whoa. Flag’s up,” he says before the other phones in the room chime, yours included.

“Officer shot,” Hondo reads. “Let’s move.”

✯✯✯✯✯

“Central Division’s currently looking for multiple shooters,” Deacon announces. “Search starting at Lochlyn and Pacific.”

“That’s the rec center in South LA,” Luca adds.

“They know if our guy was under cover? Vice?” Tan asks.

“Word I got is he was a patrol cop on break, just parked,” Hondo answers.

“What? Shot in his cruiser?” Street inquires.

Hondo nods and speaks into his comm to ask if you know the officer’s name.

“I can’t tell you until the family’s been notified,” you answer.

“I got you,” Hondo replies. “Keep us updated.”

“I’m with you the whole way.”

“All right,” Hondo says, turning his attention to 20-David. “On my mark we convene…”

✯✯✯✯✯

“Do you think it’ll happen again?” you ask Hicks, standing across the table from him.

“What? Another cop? Depends entirely on the motive, but if our guys find ‘em first, they won’t have the chance.” Hicks sends you a comforting smile before saying, “I know you’re worried about the team, but they’re going to be fine. You being here for them is going to keep them safe, too.”

“I know it’s important, just- I feel like I’m removed from the case. Anything could happen out there, and most of it is stuff that I can’t warn them about.”

“You’re a good analyst, and we put you in here for a reason. Just remember that.”

✯✯✯✯✯

“We canvassing security footage?” Hondo asks.

“Yeah, no cameras on any houses and nearby buildings picked up anything,” Detective Burrows replies.

“Mind if I have a member of my team double check?”

“Please do.”

Hondo says your name, and you rush to acknowledge him. “I need you to double-check nearby security footage, and see if you can find anything that’ll help us ID our shooters.”

“Yes, sir. You suspect that they were casing the cop?”

“Maybe, that would explain how they knew he was here.”

“Officer did volunteer hours at the rec center for Operation Progress,” Burrows says. “Whoever they are, the shooters came and left on foot. Entry gate has a license plate scanner. We already ran them from earlier today, all came up clean.”

“Then these guys are long gone by now,” Street concludes.

“Street,” you radio. “Which direction has the greatest number of houses?”

“Uh, West of the shooting location,” he answers. “Why?”

“If they left on foot, they wouldn’t run into the open. I’ll check all of the cameras I can find and get back to you. Be careful.”

“Copy that.”

✯✯✯✯✯

While Hondo breaks away from his team to talk to the locals and get more information, you scour every camera feed you can find. None of the cameras caught the shooters, but as 20-David separates before their planned rendezvous, you can’t help but worry that they’re weakening themselves, creating openings for another attack. Only this time, you fear one of them will be the target.

“He’s gone,” Hicks says as he returns. “Officer Schwartz just passed. Now we’ve got a cop killer on our hands. We’re sending Mumford and Rocker to assist, but we need you more than ever now.”

“Yes, sir. We’ll find them.”

✯✯✯✯✯

“Mizael ‘Tuzo’ Martinez,” Hondo says as he returns to the situation room.

You type the name as he says it, quickly finding his file. “’El Tuzo.’ Multiple offender... the LAPD database should name a software or something after him, he’s got a rap sheet longer than this table.”

“L2D gang leader,” Hondo reads. “You think this guy’s graduated from running drugs to being a cop killer?”

You look up, waiting for an answer. When the DEA is mentioned, you return your attention to what little bit of data you’ve collected. You know the wiretap intel is good, but you have nothing to add to the conversation without hearing the recording.

Worried about Street, you try to focus entirely on the map you’ve created of possible routes from the scene, but there are too many possibilities to narrow it down to a single direction.

“We need a plan that doesn’t give them time to prepare or let lookouts warn Martinez to run,” Jessica says.

“Just walk in,” you murmur, “that’s what they did.”

“That’s not a terrible idea, but we can’t use the front door,” Hondo responds, nodding at you. “Police presence is high in that neighborhood. With our perimeter just up the road, we’ll look like spillover from Watts. So we come in from above, we fast-rope down. I’ll lead Red Team’s staggered entry, shallow to deep. And we use non-lethal rounds for crowd control. That’ll help us get Martinez out.” Hondo looks at you to ask, “We can do that, right?”

Looking at a map of the area, you nod. “No reason I can see that it wouldn’t work. Chances of him having eyes in the sky seems unlikely.”

“Blue team will pick you up on the ground and bring you back here,” Jessica adds, solidifying the plan. “Let’s go get him.”

✯✯✯✯✯

“Air 17 is almost to location,” you alert. “D-Team has 30 seconds to target.”

“This is 20-David to Command,” Hondo calls. “Exfil point clear on the Kerlon block, northwest outlet. Copy.”

“Roger that, 20-David,” Jessica replies. “Blue Team standing by for your signal.”

“Commander, how are we going to keep the exfil point clear? It’s fine now, but by the time they get back out…” you pause when Street’s voice comes over the comms as he lands on the rooftop and calls for the gear.

“We’re doing everything we can,” Hicks promises. “They’ll be able to exfil.”

Turning back to the computer, you watch Street’s tracker blink on the screen as he moves with the rest of the team. Keeping an eye on the exfil point via satellite, you notice several cars speeding toward it.

“Commander Hicks,” you alert, pointing to the incoming traffic.

“This is 20-David to command, we have confirmation on the package,” Hondo radios.

“Blue team’s 30 seconds out,” Jessica replies. “Proceed to Kerlon and Pacific.”

“They’re going to get ambushed!” you whisper to Hicks, who gestures for you to wait before raising any alarms.

“Hondo, we got a situation,” Rocker says. “Kerlon exit’s blocked. I count 30, 40 hostiles approaching from the north.”

Hicks nods, and you begin looking for an alternate exfil route.

“I thought you said they wouldn’t have eyes in the sky!” Burrows yells.

“I said it was unlikely, not impossible.”

“You couldn’t have done more research? I thought you were supposed to be good at your job!”

“That’s enough, Detective,” Hicks interjects. “What’ve you got?”

“30-David, repeat that?” you ask.

“There’s a lookout in the adjacent building with a two-way radio,” Deacon says.

“All right, listen up. Deacon and Chris, detain the lookout.”

“Attention, blue team. Move to the southern end of Kerlon to exfil the team,” Jessica instructs.

“This is 20-David to Command, package en route,” Hondo radios.

You press a button, switching your radio so only Street can hear you. Holding your breath, you watch the map on your screen, blue and red dots showing you the location of each S.W.A.T. member. When you see Deacon and Chris fall back and hear the shots fired call, time seems to slow down. Street moves with Hondo and Martinez, but Rocker’s updates worry you. There is no good way to get your team out while trapped between two large groups of hostiles.

“Hondo, Street,” you radio, switching frequencies again. “I need you to find a way to get through the alley.”

“Redirect armored to meet us?” Hondo requests.

“You got it.”

You can hear Street ushering his teammates through the hole in the alley wall, but when he falls silent, you panic.

“Street?” you call, watching the trackers move forward slowly. “26-David! Come in!”

“This is 20-David, package secure,” Hondo says as they move away from the scene.

“Street, talk to me!” you demand.

“Hey,” Street replies, out of breath. “We’re all good. Headed back to base.”

You rip your comm out of your ear, relieved to hear an all-clear, before pushing past Burrows to get some air. Knowing that someone is targeting cops and feeling helpless is not helping your attachment to Street. Despite being disappointed upon learning about his plans for the night, you still care about him and need to know he’s safe. Those minutes of silence, not knowing, were pure agony.

✯✯✯✯✯

“Makes you think about what’s really important, doesn’t it?” Luca asks.

“You mean, getting the guy responsible for putting one of us in the dirt?” Street replies.

“That, plus sometimes you take things for granted. You forget it can all be gone, in a moment. It’s been like over a month since I spent some quality time with my pops.”

“You should invite him over to the house.”

“Think I will. But you should invite someone over, too.”

“Are you referring to my mom? We’re still not talking.”

“Most definitely not who I was referring to.”

✯✯✯✯✯

“Street,” you call when you see him walk in. “Are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m good. Just couldn’t answer there for a few minutes. Sorry about that.”

“It’s okay. I was just- it’s stressful, not knowing if everyone’s okay and when all those people showed up… I’m glad you’re safe.”

“Hey, thanks for your help out there. We wouldn’t have got Martinez without you.”

Street smiles before walking away to talk to Tan, and you sigh as you watch him go. Maybe when this is over, you’ll tell him how you feel. But then again, rejection does not seem like a good end to such a stressful day.

✯✯✯✯✯

“Another cop just got shot,” you say, reading a new message.

“And Martinez has the perfect alibi,” Hicks complains.

“It’s the same group of shooters. Witness saw them; two of them left on foot, but the cop shot the third, winged him, and he’s held up in an office.”

“Let’s go get him!” Hondo yells before 20-David rushes to Black Betty.

✯✯✯✯✯

Now that a second cop has been shot, you know it’s a pattern. Same MO means the same shooters, and with Street following them, you have no choice but to worry that they may target him next. Any member of the team or the LAPD could be next. With Bonnie worried about Tan and Annie getting ready to have a baby, you feel like Street is the only one without someone to go home to if – when he survives this.

Listening to the comms and digging for any information you can find, you stay quiet and do your job. Burrows hasn’t apologized, and you doubt he will, but you refuse to let him throw you off. You’re good at your job, and you are going to get every single member of your team home safe. You would not be opposed to becoming that home for Street.

When Hondo tells you that the local PD took out the third shooter, and they’re back to square one, you take a deep breath. Annie sends you a text, and you quickly reply that Deacon is safe and should return to HQ soon. Wishing you were brave enough to tell Street that you’re worried about him as openly as Annie expresses worry for Deacon, you fall back into your routine of finding information.

✯✯✯✯✯

“I got something!” you cheer, mirroring your screen to the display in the situation room. “An ATM camera captured these men, who fit the witness description, just a few minutes ago. They run behind the auto shop, so they’re either still there or no more than a few blocks away now.”

“We’ll do a sector search,” Jessica agrees, dividing the nearby area into sections.

“But we’re blind past the auto body shop,” Burrows points out. “Thanks,” he murmurs as he passes you.

✯✯✯✯✯

Listening in on the raid of Hector Ledesma’s house, you fail to stay calm. Letting yourself do the one thing you’re not supposed to do in your job, you worry. Removing your earpiece, you excuse yourself from the situation room and walk out, pacing up and down a hallway as you try to level your breathing.

“Hector wasn’t there,” Hicks says, raising a hand to stop you. “His dad was. Hector’s trying to get revenge, or something like it, for his brother. Died in a prison riot on what he claims to be a bogus charge, he's blaming cops for framing him.”

“So, what now?” you ask.

“We’re going to track Wong’s phone.”

“Wong?”

“He disappeared from the office. We think he went to meet up with the others, finish what they started.”

✯✯✯✯✯

You sit in the hallway, where the entrance is clearly visible. It’s dark out, but when red and blue lights reflect off one of the walls, you stand and wait to see who is walking inside.

Street walks in before the rest of 20-David, and you run toward him, crashing into him before wrapping your arms around him in a hug. He freezes, his arms over your shoulders as you squeeze him in relief.

“Hey, where’s my hug?” Hondo teases.

“Yeah, I want a turn, too,” Luca adds.

Street furrows his brows, confused as to why they’re teasing you about hugging him first. When you pull back but don’t remove your hands from his side, he thinks he may know what's going on.

“Glad Street’s warm and happy,” Tan muses as he walks by.

As you keep your hands on Street, looking up at his face with a relieved smile, Street can’t help but smile himself. There’s something else in your eyes, though. Able to recognize the lingering worry in how you look at him, everything clicks for Street. How you treat him, touch him, ask him to be safe, and the genuine fear in your voice when he didn’t respond earlier make him realize that the feelings he’s been too oblivious to recognize are reciprocated.

Street’s smile grows, and Hondo rolls his eyes, anticipating what’s to come. Clearly enjoying your attention, Street prepares to use his new knowledge of your feelings to get under your skin a bit before doing what he really wants to do. Despite not recognizing his own feelings until this moment, Street knows that deep down, he’s been falling for you as long as he’s known you.

“Keep holding me and I’m going to think you have a crush on me,” Street taunts playfully.

You pull your hands away but don’t move any farther from Street. Deterring you won’t be as easy as making a few jokes about how you feel for Jim Street.

“I guess I should have known, I mean, you don’t stare at everyone like this, do you?” he adds. “And the taps on the back when you tell me to be careful, those are special made for me.”

“If they are?” you ask, smiling as Street pretends to think.

“Then I’d have to say you did an excellent job creating them. Ten out of ten, they’re very good incentive to come back safe.”

“Are you going to keep teasing me, or are you-“

“I’m going to do something about it,” Street interrupts, finishing your sentence. “Would you like to get dinner with me? Just you and me.”

“Like a date?”

“Not like a date. It is a date, and it’ll be the best one you’ve ever had. We’ll be even more inseparable, and the guys will love it.”

You laugh, nodding as you agree to go on a date with him. Giddy at the idea, you can only smile when he asks if now is a good time. Glancing down at your phone, you read a new message from Annie and forget about the prospect of a date.

“Annie’s having a complication, I have to get to the hospital,” you tell Street.

“Hondo wants the team to meet him there, too. I’ll drive you, let’s go.”

✯✯✯✯✯

When you arrive at the hospital, Street has to tap your arms to request you loosen your grip on him. He takes your hand as you walk inside together. You’re the first to arrive, and you let Street lead you to a seat in the waiting room. You pull Street’s hand into your lap, tracing the lines on his palm while you wait.

When you hear Hondo and Luca talking outside, Street pulls his hand back, winking at you as he picks up a magazine. Luca, Tan, and Hondo say hi to you as they take seats. The tension in the room is thick, but being with people who care about you and each other helps.

“Annie’s tough,” Hondo reminds everyone. “She’s gonna pull through for the both of them.”

As they begin discussing Tan’s gift for Bonnie, you glance toward Street.

“I was worried it might come off as desperate,” Tan says.

“Nah. Hitting a singles’ bar with a colleague is desperate,” Luca argues.

“Tactical,” Street replies, his eyes on the magazine.

Luca scoffs before offering, “Whatever you say, man.”

Street tosses the magazine to the side, placing his hand in your lap again. You immediately take it between yours, leaning your head against his shoulder. He hums, turning so you’re more comfortable.

“Thank you for coming back to me,” you whisper.

“Are we supposed to ignore this?” Hondo asks.

“I can’t,” Luca argues. “When did this happen?”

“Have you ever experienced one of her hugs? They’re life-changing,” Street responds.

“No, you just finally realized that you like me,” you say against his jacket. “Idiot.”

“Now that part I can agree with,” Hondo cheers.

“You’re lucky I like you,” Street whispers in your ear.

While you continue waiting, you move closer to Street, and he wraps an arm around your shoulders as you lean against his side.

“I have so many compliments to make up for,” Street hums. “I guess I’ll start by saying that you’re beautiful.”

You sit up suddenly, squeezing Street’s hand when Deacon walks into the room, rubbing his eyes. Standing, you keep Street’s hand in yours as you rush toward him.

“Deac,” Hondo greets. “What’s the word?”

Deacon sighs before smiling to announce, “Her name is Victoria Josie Kay. She’s eight pounds, four ounces, and she’s fine, and Annie’s fine.”

“Baby girl in the building,” Luca cheers, hugging Deacon before walking through the door behind him.

You and Street step forward last, and Deacon’s eyes widen when he sees your joined hands. You drop Street’s hand to hug Deacon, but Jim takes it back as soon as you step away. Entering Annie’s room, you congratulate her on a beautiful, healthy baby girl.

“I did not think that Street would be the next one to get into a serious relationship,” Deacon whispers to Hondo, tucked away by the door.

“I didn’t think he was capable of it, but at least he came to his senses before it was too late," Hondo agrees.

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You Know You Love it Part Five

Yandere!Bully KiriBaku x Reader

Warnings: Sex, bullying, sadism, masochism, nudity

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Trips to the electronic store in the mall are always your favorite. You take pleasure in looking for new gadgets, seeing what the latest products are. You roam around for quite some time, holding a few items, not exactly sure what it is you want to buy yet.

Curiosity isn’t in your favor, however. You bump into a hard chest. Turning around to apologize, you look up at Katsuki. Images of being pumped by him and Kirishima simultaneously run through your mind.

Blushing like a rose, you stutter a weak apology. “S-sorry…”

His grin shows just how much his day got better by seeing you all weak and pathetic. He pulls on your chunky braid. “Little Mouse, what are you doin’ here all by yourself?”

Your fingers fumble to swat his hand away from your hair. “Let go. I’m just checking out the new products they have out. Was gonna buy something.” You feel like everything you’re saying just sounds incredibly dumb, and you can’t help but cringe inwardly. “What are you doing here?”

“Kirishima broke his phone, so he’s here to get a new one. I just wanted to get off campus.” He looks around for his best friend. “Hey, Kirishima! Look at what I found,” he calls the redhead over.

“Did you find one that’s cool looking?” he asks, thinking Bakugou is talking about a phone. His eyes land on you, and a devious smirk forms on his lips. “What’s our little nerd doing here? You’re not stalking us, are you?” He teases as he pinches your ear and gives it a quick tug.

“What? No! I’ve been here for about an hour now. I didn’t even know you two were going to be here. Would you guys quit touching me like that?” Your spirit heightens in brave defiance, but you secretly hope they’ll shut it down.

They don’t leave you hoping for long.

Kirishima puts a hand on one of your shoulders and pins you against a wall. He looks you dead in the eyes. “Trying to tell me what to do? Such a brat. If you have any plans for the rest of today, they just changed. You’re coming with us, so buy your shit and stay close to Bakugou while I finish looking for a phone.”

Pouting and crossing your arms earns you nothing but another tug on your ear from Kirishima. Squirming under his sharp grip, you nod in understanding. “I’ll do it. I’ll stay close.”

It’s not like you had any plans anyway. Whatever superhero movie you wanted to watch could wait.

Katsuki drapes an arm over your shoulder and keeps you by his side for the next twenty minutes. After shopping in the electronics store, they force you to go to a place you never dreamed of stepping foot in. A lingerie store.

You always buy your bras, panties, and socks online to avoid this exact thing. You shake your head as they both drag you inside by your wrists.

“Quit dragging your feet, slut,” Katsuki warns, daring you to keep it up.

God, it feels so good to be defiant sometimes. Hearing the degrading name, your panties start to become wet.

You still insist on being a little shit and go semi-willingly into the store with them.

An employee approaches you and your two tormentors. “How may I assist you today?” She has a kind smile on her face.

“She needs to get measured,” Kirishima says, really wanting to know what your accurate bra size is.

“She also needs some new panties and bras.”

The employee nods in understanding. “I’ll get a room started for you right away.”

Bakugou and Kirishima push you towards the woman as she heads to the back. You glare at them over your shoulder as you walk with her. They trail behind you with shit eating grins on their faces.

Despite trying to explain that you don’t want the boys outside your room to know what measurements you have, she simply waves you off and tells them anyways, thinking they’re the ones with the money and assuming correctly.

“She’s a (your bra size). Now, let’s get a collection started, shall we?”

———

You just want to eat and go home. However, you can’t help but like the attention they’re giving you. Jeans on, top off, new bra hooked, you have to show them each one you try. It makes you feel…good. Special in a way.

You’ve never really felt you were the sexy type with your glasses and struggling sometimes with just remembering to wash your face. These two, ever since they fucked you out of your mind, have done nothing but make you feel like a naughty little minx. Bakugou and Kirishima specifically go out of their way to not just bully you, to dominate you.

Showing off the black bombshell bra, Eijiro gives you a whistle. “Look at those jugs. You’re definitely getting that.”

“I told you already. I can’t afford these.”

Bakugou cuts in, “Didn’t we tell you not to worry about it? Shut up and try on that lacy one, slut.”

You obey immediately, and you can’t help the smile forming on your lips, stretching your cheeks. They’re buying something for me. Even if it is lingerie, it still makes you happy.

———

They take you back to U.A, and the three of you end up in Bakugou’s room this time. They take you in all kinds of ways. This time, the blonde takes you in the mouth while Eijiro fucks your tight cunt, but the duo doesn’t stop there.

Your bullies’ heightened stimulation and teenage horniness do nothing but push you into further exhaustion. If Kirishima comes inside of your pussy, then Bakugou is pulling out of your velvety folds and beating off on you, covering your ass and back. Some even gets in your hair. It’s borderline cruel what they’re doing to you, but you take every inch of their cocks because it’s what you fucking want. It’s what you’ve been begging for every time you defy their wishes, every time you fight back. They’re making you submit, and you force your legs open even wider, even if it is painful.

As you lay on the bed on your stomach, you can’t help but look over your shoulder at them as you raise your hips a little bit. “Is that all you’ve got?” you challenge wickedly.

———

You are a sopping wet mess by the time the two men finish with you. Dried and fresh seed coats you from your face down to your thighs. You have no energy left. A daze creeps upon you like the night. You stare ahead at Bakugo’s cock with a dumb look on your face, tongue hanging out while panting slightly. His cum dripping from the corner of your mouth along your chin.

You feel Kirishima pull out from your folds, and you shudder from the feeling of him slipping past your walls. A raspy whimper escapes from your lips. The redhead walks around the table to stand next to Katsuki as they both fix their clothes; you, however, lay naked on the bed for their delight.

“I think that oughta keep her out of trouble for a while. What do you think?” Eijiro asks his friend.

“The slut’s worn out as hell. Should probably get her to bed.” Bakugou crouches down to look you in the eyes. “How does that sound, Little Mouse? You gonna be a good girl for us and go to sleep, or are you gonna be a brat?” He puts a hand on your head condescendingly.

The threat hangs on the end of his sentence. You are too tired to resist anything, so you nod your head.

“Can you walk?” Kirishima asks in an amused voice.

You say nothing. You’re beyond exhaustion. There’s nothing left, not a single ounce of energy, not even a single spark of feistiness.

Kirishima grabs a small washcloth and wipes the cum off of your face. “I like making her this tired.” He rubs the towel against your sticky thighs as he talks.

You can’t help but moan under his careful hand as your eyes begin to close. Exhaustion tickles your brain into a deep trance, and within seconds, you’re asleep on Katsuki’s bed.

#my hero acedamia #boku no hero academia #yandere #yandere katsuki bakugou #katsuki bakugou #yandere bakugo katsuki #yandere bakugo x reader #yandere kirishima #eijiro kirishima #yandere kiribaku #bnha eijiro kirishima #kiribaku #bullying #triggering content #mha kirishima #mha kiribaku #katsuki bakugo mha #mha katsuki bakugou

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jeankluv · 6 months

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Snow on the beach || Trafalgar Law x fem!reader

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Warnings: none

Note: It’s been over a month since the last update but here we are once again. Enjoy 💗🍉

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Chapter VII: Uh oh, I’m falling in love

You entered your house followed by Law, you told him he didn’t have to check your knee now but he insisted on doing it and you know how stubborn he was. You walked through the house in silence, although you could hear your heart beating loudly in your ears. Please calm down y/n, calm down.

“Change into something more comfortable, so I can check your knee and see if I can know what you got.” He spoke, taking you out of your bubble.

“Yeah… sure. I will change.” You said and disappeared from the living room.

Leaving Law completely alone. He looked around, inspecting the house, you didn’t decorate it at all. It felt quite cold, not only because there was no heater but also because despite you leaving here for almost a month already, it seemed like an empty house. You probably hadn't had time to go shopping for things you liked. But what were the things you liked? If Law started to think, he knew things about you, the typical things you learn if you play twenty questions. Things like that you liked Taylor Swift, you preferred the cold over the heat even though you were having a terrible time here due to the cold, that you loved the stars and everything that had to do with them, that you preferred strawberry ice cream to chocolate ice cream, that you said you were a cat person but you were dying of love for Bepo, that you loved reading even though you haven't lately, that you could spend hours watching series of any genre and that her dad was a dick apparently, but beyond that you haven't told him more.

Things like the fact you touch your necklace or your neck when you're nervous, that your ears turn red, that your nose wrinkles a little when you lie, that you were sarcastic, or that you seem to have a need to please others without realizing it, leaving your feelings to yourself, are things he had realized by calmly observing. But what would you like your home to look like? Would you like a minimalistic style or maybe a more rustic style? Which was your favorite color for a room?

“I’m back. Please don’t judge my pijama, it’s the best I found for you to be able to check my knee.” And Law turned around, to see you on a cute… Spider-Man pijama?

“It’s that…”

“I like superheros okay? Especially Spider-Man, it sounds cliche but I’m a nerd alright Law? Now check my knee. Please.” You said sitting down on the couch.

“I was just going to say that I liked. I was not going to make fun of you.” You nodded.

“Thank you. It’s an old pijama but was one of the warmest I had back home, so it was the best option for here.”

“Okay now let me check your knee.”

You lifted your pants and showed him your knee. He started touching it, asking if the places he touched hurt you.

“Was this scar before or after the pain started?” He said pointing at the scar that was on your knee.

“I got it when I fell.”

“So you fell?”

“Yeah… Well, they pushed me, someone pushed me and I fell and hit the curb with my knee.” You explained.

“When was that?”

“Months ago, I don’t remember exactly.” But you did, you knew exactly the day.

“Did they check you after the incident or…?”

“No, you’re the first one.”

“You should get an x-ray scanner, just in case there is something broken, which I doubt but to see if we can know what it is.” You nodded. “Unfortunately our x-ray scanner broke a couple of weeks ago and we are still waiting for them to fix it, so you will have to go to the nearby city to get it done.”

“Oh okay, no problem.”

“I will go with you.”

“You don’t have to Law.”

“I insist, besides I know some doctors there, it will be easier to get everything done.”

“Okay, good but weren’t you saying something this morning…”

“Y/n… you love to mock me right?”

“I love it.” You laughed. “But now for real, is it okay?”

“It’s okay… I will figure things out.”

“We.” You responded.

He rolled his eyes. “You’re such a stubborn.”

“Look who's talking, Mr. stubborn.”

He smiled to the floor and then looked at you, once again with his serious face. “It’s late y/n, I will leave.”

He stood up and you followed him to the door. You said goodbye and you saw him walk to his house, a few meters away from yours. You closed the door and leaned your forehead against it, you wanted to scream. Because? Because Law, it wasn't normal what the simple brushing of his fingers on your knee had caused you. Shit y/n, he was treating you like his patient and you are here fantasizing. But not only that, it's that smile at the end, damn, if Nami saw you at that moment he would be making fun of you and telling you “I told you so.”

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Law woke a bit later than he usually did that day, he took a shower and then fed Bepo, who was already sleeping at home because the weather was starting to get colder and he was a spoiled boy, like Law used to call him. He was in the middle of preparing his coffee when he heard some knocks on his door. He knew Corazon wasn’t because he was still sleeping after arriving late last night, so he figured out it would be you. He opened his front door to find you pouting in front of him.

“Why…?” Law started to speak, with a concerned tone on his voice.

“You lied.” You cut him.

He blinked “Excuse me?”

“You said it was starting to snow… but look!” You said pointing outside. “There is nothing! I think even the grass looks more green today than yesterday.”

He sighed and leaned into the door frame. “I said that snowflakes were falling, not that it was going to snow.”

“Snowflake equals snow.” You replicated. “I never saw snow okay!? I got excited when you told me there were snowflakes. I thought I was going to wake up to a completely white landscape and I woke up to this.”

“You never saw snow?”

“Yeah never, okay? Where I am from it never snows, and my mom wasn’t rich, we never went to the snow, we didn’t even have a car of our own.” You told him.

Law softly laughed at your facial expressions. “Don’t worry peachie it will eventually snow. I promise.”

“Climate change is knocking on the door and is saying that maybe not.”

“You woke up funny today? What did you have for breakfast, one of those Brook’s brownies?”

You rolled your eyes. “I’m just stating facts, maybe it doesn’t.”

“It will, it always does and if it doesn’t, then I will make sure you see the snow for the first time.”

You smiled. “Promise?”

“I promise.” He smiled back at you and you felt like you could die in that moment. “Did you eat breakfast?”

“Mmhmm… I did.” Big mistake, because Law knew right away that you were lying.

“Liar.”

“But how do you know?!” You cried

“You always bite your lip before telling the lie and then you start playing with your fingers.” He said and you were left without words. “Now c’mon let’s have breakfast.” He held your hand, making your heart skip a bit.

Law walked in front of you holding your hand and unbothered by the fact your hand was sweating like crazy. He guided you till the kitchen, where he made you sit down and wait for him to prepare breakfast. Bepo came running towards you, asking you to pet him and so you did.

“You are a good boy.” You said playing with him, while Bepo happily moved his tail.

“He really likes you.” Law said, leaving a plate in front of you.

“Thank you. And well what can I say, look at me I’m charming.”

“Sure you are. Now eat.”

You ate what Law brought you, while observing his profile. He saw reading and concentrated on whatever it was, from time to time he would reach for his coffee and drink it. You couldn’t deny it, he was good looking and the piercings on his ears were…

“You should take a picture, it will last longer.” You heard him talk.

“Fuck…” You whispered, looking down trying to hide the fact your face was probably red like a tomato.

“Peachie, come on, finish everything.”

“Why do you always call me that?” You looked at him.

“What peachie?” You nodded in response. “Whenever you are embarrassed your cheeks will turn red, similar to a peach and that’s why… I find it cute.” He said looking at you and then went back to his book.

You were left unspoken, like he always did. Stupid Law, who was making your heart race like that.

“What do you find cute Law?” You heard the voice of Corazon and you smiled.

“Good morning Corazon.” You greeted him.

“Oh y/n! Hello, how are you? It’s been some time since we saw each other. I’m glad you’re here.”

“Yeah, the restaurant it’s keeping me busy, but I’m glad I came.”

“Oh Law! What a gentleman you’re cooking for y/n. But nothing for your old man.” He cried and you laughed at Corazon’s face.

“Cora-san…” Law rolled his eyes.

“I’m kidding, I can do it myself. You two love birds can keep talking, pretending like I’m not here.” With that Law choked on his own coffee and your eyes opened like plates.

“Corazon!” Law shouted.

“Oops.” He laughed.

You felt your face heat and tried to hide it behind the cup, while trying to avoid both, Law’s and Corazon’s gazer. Corazon put the topic aside and proceeded to ask you about work and the new group of friends you had made. From time to time you glanced at Law to see what he was doing and you would notice him reading. The minutes began to tick and before you realized it, Corazon was saying goodbye to the two of you to go run some errands. You were both alone at home. You picked up your breakfast plate and even though Law insisted that you didn't need to clean it, you did, Law had already been nice enough to you to make him clean your breakfast.

You still had time before going to work and honestly, a part of you didn’t want to leave at that moment. You liked Law’s presence, even if he didn’t speak much or at all, feeling him near was enough for you to feel comfortable. But the other part inside of you, was screaming to leave and that you were probably being a burden to him. You closed your eyes for a moment and then turned around to face Law, who was coming into your direction.

“I…”

“Do you want me to take you to your work?” He said, not letting you speak.

“I… there is no need.” You moved your head. “I will take the bus, like always.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, besides I need to go home before leaving.” You pointed out. “I will be heading home, thank you for the breakfast Law. It was really nice.” He nodded and you disappeared from his gaze.

You hugged yourself, started walking, almost running back home, it was so cold outside you could feel yourself almost freezing right there. Entering the house you felt a little bit warmer but not like you did back at Law’s home. You told yourself that it was because their heaters were better than an hour, not because their house actually felt like a home.

You took a quick shower, you actually told Law no to his invitation to take you to the town because you needed to call your mom and didn’t want to explain Law your whole trauma and past. It was hard enough telling Nami back then and you didn’t want to bother Law with it. You would end up being a mess, with your whole face red from crying and you didn’t want him to see you like that, not again.

Thirty minutes later I was already putting the coin in the crack to call your mother, it was Sunday so I would be at home with Kelly and David. You smiled as you thought about the Saturdays you used to spend together, how you played with Kelly and David and your mother would hang out together or when the three of you would play board games in the afternoon. Your heart skipped a beat thinking about it and you held the phone tighter in your hand, trying to stop yourself from crying. Part of you wanted to go back, hug your mother, shower Kelly with kisses, enjoy David's company again, but the big part of you wasn't able to do it. The phone rang twice before they picked up on the other end.

“Honey?” You heard your mom’s sweet voice on the other side.

“Yeah mom, it’s me.” You smiled.

“Oh honey, I missed you. I was getting worried because you didn’t call and I thought something happened.”

“Don’t worry mom, I’m perfectly fine, it’s just… it’s been busy here and I couldn’t call. Sorry.”

“Don’t be, I am just glad you are okay.”

The two of you started talking, your mom told you about Kelly, about David, about things that had happened to her throughout the week and you told her about your things, the restaurant, your new friends.

“This Law… you also mentioned him last time we talked. And you had mentioned him a lot again, who is he? Someone I should know about?” Your mom teased on the other side of the phone.

“He is just a friend…”

“A friend?”

“Mhm, he is a doctor here in town.”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah but we are not anything, we are just friends…”

“But you like him?”

“Mom please…” You leaned your head against the glass of the cabin.

“What honey? I’m your mother, if my sweet baby is in love with someone I deserve to know.”

You stayed silent for a moment, in love with Law? That was such a big word, to be in love. You didn’t even know how it felt to be in love with someone, yeah you liked people before but you don’t think you have ever been in love with anyone. But with Law? You liked him and you felt sexually attracted to him, that was impossible to deny. He was someone who made you feel safe and comfortable, whenever he was around. Made your heart race, made you blush, but were you in love? Uh oh, I’m falling in love.

“I… maybe?” You whispered.

“Oh honey… I’m so happy for you.”

“Mom it’s getting late, I have to leave.”

“Okay, but I want you to tell me more about Law. I need to know more about this guy.”

You laughed and told her goodbye. You stayed there for a couple of more minutes, thinking about it. You were falling for Law, it wasn’t just sexual attraction or a simple liking, you loved him. Oh… all those times when your heart raced, when your eyes met and your face would blush, you were starting to fall for him.

“I’m falling for him…” You said for yourself.

“I knew it!” You opened your eyes widely looking at the person standing next to you. “Robin owns my 15 bucks.”

“Wait what?” You stepped out looking at Nami.

“I’m sorry my baby, but it was kinda obvious. And I could bet Law is also…”

“He is not and stop betting for my love life.”

“Okay.” She smiled. “What were you doing?”

“Oh I was just calling my mom.”

“You don’t have a phone.” You shook your head. “You can come to my apartment and use mine or come to the store whenever you want. Stop spending money on this old thing.”

“I just… didn’t want to bother anyone.”

“Y/n….” She sighed and held you from the shoulders. “You are not a bother and will never be. Understand? You are my friend. A dear one. And I don’t mind, you crashing on my apartment at 4 a.m., because you are homesick and you want to talk with your mom. I will let you, and prepare a hot chocolate and then spend the rest of the morning talking about how you are in love with...” You hit her. “Ah! Okay falling for…”

“Enough. I’m leaving, I need to work.” You started to walk off.

“Okay baby! But don’t think our conversation is over.” She waved at you.

You rolled your eyes and smiled. You began walking towards the restaurant, meeting familiar faces that smiled kindly at you. Zeff greeted you like always and Sanji came running towards you and welcomed you. You mentally prepared yourself for today, today was Sunday so it would be busy and you knew you would be closing late. Lunchtime was quiet, as was the afternoon, but the worst came at night, when families arrived for dinner after spending the day at the tourist spots near the town.

Moving one of the chairs, you fell into it exhausted. You had been exhausted, you had been alone most of the night because Sanji had to go into the kitchen to help because they couldn't keep up with so many orders. Your days at the restaurant were normally slow but Saturdays and Sundays, were a whole rollercoaster, where you could go from having no activities to being full of clients. You said goodbye to Sanji and Zeff, if you walked a little fast you could take the bus to go home and sleep all day tomorrow. You walked through the streets, hugging yourself to warm yourself.

“Miss?” You heard a man’s voice behind you.

You hugged yourself harder, feeling a chill running through your body. You turned around, leaving a space between the man and you. He was tall, really tall, blonde and he was wearing sunglasses, despite it being night already. You looked at him frowning and not stopping hugging you, as if that action were some kind of shield.

“Miss, do you know by any chance, Dr. Trafalgar?”

Law. Was he looking for him? Why? It didn't give you any good vibes.

“No. Sorry.” You said sharply. “Now if you excuse me.” You started to walk away.

But you were stopped by the man, who stood in front of you. You swallowed looking up at him. “I think you do miss, and you know? I hate liars.”

You shaked after hearing his words, could this be… that famous boss?

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rhondafromhr · 4 months

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More ideas/headcanons for the ‘Nerds Corruption AU’

Link to the original post for those who aren’t familiar: https://www.tumblr.com/rhondafromhr/738012368733356032/dont-get-me-wrong-i-love-max-redemption-arcs-in

-The LIB adopt their human forms after the first time Max, Steph and the nerds summon them and RELENTLESSLY make fun of their true/eldritch forms. “our real forms would melt your minds” yeah sure whatever you need to tell yourself Pokey

-Tinky tries to use having Ted in the bastard box as leverage against Pete, but he just doesn’t care because that’s not his brother, it’s some other Pete’s brother from another timeline so it’s not his problem.

-Once everyone in the group starts acting like an agressive bully the way Max does, Grace finds herself attracted to all of them and has a crisis over it.

-At some point Max tries to apologize for before (“sorry for bullying you guys all these years, you never deserved that, everyone we’re currently bullying does but you didn’t.”) Now that they’re all literal monsters too they just dismiss him like “don’t apologize, we get it now, the power trip is fucking awesome!“

-Max’s signature move of using anti-bullying slogans to justify and get away with bullying is their favorite. They always tell Max how smart he is for coming up with it.

-They decide Kyle can date Brenda now but plot twist! Brenda leaves him for Ruth. Ruth taunts him for this every chance she gets and purposely makes out with Brenda in locations where he’ll have to walk by. Cue Kyle sobbing in the bathroom while Jason comforts him, leading to one of very few sweet, wholesome scenes we get in this universe.

-Ruth is confident enough to perform now, which obviously means they need to sabotage the lead in The Barbecue Monologues so she can take the role. They either just straight up intimidate them into quitting or frame them for vandalizing the school and get them expelled.

-One day Pete randomly remembers the time Brad Callahan pantsed him and he and the rest of the crew just drop what they’re doing to go beat him up. When they get called into principal Blim’s office they tell him they did it because Brad was picking on Hannah Foster earlier (“what do you want us to do? Stand by and do nothing? Being a bystander is just as bad as bullying, we learned that at the anti-bullying assembly!”) Brad has been known to do that so he believes them and lets them off with a warning. When word gets around people actually do mess with Hannah a lot less.

- (already mentioned this in a separate post but I’ll put it here too) after graduation Max, Steph + the nerds run an anime/comic book store together and Richie’s the only one who knows or cares about any of it. He’s rude and condescending to customers, everyone else is not knowledgeable and completely unhelpful, Grace tells every customer they need to go read a bible instead. They have like 1.5 stars on yelp but stay in business because the next closest similar store is in Clivesdale so nobody’s going to go there

-At some point Linda Monroe comes in and sees the gang being rude to Becky Barnes, so of course she takes an instant liking to them. She becomes an investor in the store and sort of a mother figure to all of them. She encourages their bad behavior, giving them tips for manipulating people in a more sophisticated way. Max and Steph get especially attached to her (the three bond over their dad issues) and they go to her house once a week to drink wine and and hear all the hot gossip about Linda’s rich frienemies.

-When Roman finds out about Linda’s new investment he comes to check out the store and he’s as icy towards her as usual. True to form, Max, Steph and the nerds say the rudest, most out of pocket stuff to him (Richie goes after his appearance HARD, not realizing the irony that he looks pretty similar) and eventually he storms off. Linda’s touched that they stood up for her. She cries and tells them how proud she is. Max and Steph cry a little too because this is the first time a parental figure’s ever told them that. After this they become obsessed with impressing Linda so they can hear it again.

-Grace babysits Linda’s kids sometimes and Linda pays her an outrageous amount due to being so out of touch with regular babysitting rates (“it’s one banana, what could it cost, ten dollars?” energy). Grace refuses to babysit for Tom anymore because he can’t match these rates. One night he can’t find any other sitters, so he tries to cancel on Becky but she suggests they spend a night in with Tim instead, leading to some nice family bonding (okay there can be one more cute wholesome moment, I’ll allow it.)

-They’re rivals with Frank Pricely. They hate him because Toyzone cuts into their merch sales. He hates them back for stealing Linda, who used to drop thousands per week at his store. They always scheme to screw each other over. Black Friday doesn’t happen in this timeline solely because they pay Lex to destroy the entire shipment of wiggly dolls. This is also what gets them on the LIB’s radar, Wiggly is absolutely furious.

- (This one relates to the popular “Paul is Richie’s uncle” headcanon) At some point, Paul is at his wit’s end with Richie and makes him move out in the hopes it’ll force him to reevaluate his life and stop being so awful. He doesn’t just throw Richie out, he gives him a timeline and helps him find a place. But he’s not sure if he did the right thing. He mentions this to Ted at work and Ted says his parents did the same to him and he’s totally well-adjusted. Paul just gives him a look and says “Ted…no.” This is the catalyst for him getting involved with the group and eventually getting his own corruption arc.

-After moving out, Richie becomes roommates with Max and Ruth. Steph and Pete have a luxury apartment together downtown (Solomon pays for it because he can’t deal with her anymore and wants her out of his house). Grace has a two bedroom apartment to herself - she had a roommate at one point, but they got fed up and left. Luckily she can afford it with her cushy babysitting gig.

#npmd #nerdy prudes must die #npmd corruption au #max jagerman #stephanie lauter #peter spankoffski #ruth fleming #richie lipschitz #grace chasity #linda monroe #lords in black #wiggog y'wrath #nibblenephim #pokotho #tnoy karaxis #bliklotep #paul matthews #ted spankoffski

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cayennesugar · 7 months

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*insert dazzling electric guitar* YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH

Hi, have some more incorrect quote. I also just decided to type out some random stuff myself because I can and why not

Blurr: Can I bother you for a second?

Heatwave: You're always bothering me, but go ahead.

Heatwave: Oh just so you know, it's very muggy outside

Quickshadow:

Quickshadow: Heatwave, I swear, if I step outside and all of our mugs are on the front lawn...

Heatwave: * Sips coffee from bowl*

Quickshadow: I know you’re deflecting by making jokes about how hot you are.

Mavin: It’s not a joke.

Mavin: *sniffles*

Mavin: I’m a legit snack.

Boulder: *holding a bottle* Is this whiskey or perfume?

Heatwave: *chugs entire bottle*

Heatwave: It’s perfume.

Blurr: H-

Heatwave: Oh. My. Primus. DIDN’T HIGHTIDE LOCK YOU IN HIS SHIP AND TAKE TO THE MIDDLE OF THE ATLANTIC OCEAN HOW ARE YOU HERE!?!? WHERE IS HIGHTIDE????

Blurr:

Heatwave: WHERE IS HIGHTIDE OH MY PRIMUS-

Boulder: WHAT’S YOUR TYPE

Heatwave: Anything, honestly, but nerds especially

Boulder, desperately, as Heatwave bleeds out: YOUR BLOOD TYPE

Heatwave: Oh! B positive.

Boulder: DONT TRY TO CHEER ME UP JUST TELL ME YOUR BLOOD TYPE

Heatwave:

Quickshadow: Blurr. Why is the cat on fire (Mr. Pettypaws)

Blurr: I swear I didn’t do anything-

Quickshadow: The cat is on fire Blurr, and you’re holding a barrel of gasoline and a lighter. Where did you even get a lighter that big??-

Blurr, as Mr. Pettypaws sits unaware his thick coat Is on fire: Oh crazy story, Sideswipe came over and-

Quickshadow: ok the cat’s on fire let me save your aft before you get deported off the planet-

Salvage: finally, it’s the weekend. Hey Boulder, wanna go to Blossom Vale and do some sight-seeing?

Boulder: Sure!

Boulder: I wonder how everyone else is spending their weekend

Heatwave who somehow got access to Hightide’s cockpit and is already making the ship sink: I’m a boat, calm down, I know how to do this- I think-

*Hightide screaming and Servo barking in the background*

Quickshadow: Mavin, stop, you’re dropping fries everywhere, Mavin, please, these are expensive leather seats you better be cleaning me up later, Mavin, oh my Primus Mavin, Mavin you’re getting it everywhere Mavin I don’t want to smell like Cayenne Mavin, my seats are turning orange Mavin, why are you doing this, I apologize for nearly making you my first victim of vehicular manslaughter. MAVIN, NOT UNDER THE SEATS-

Priscilla: you look old

Mavin: shut thy lips and silence thy vocal cords parentless child

Priscilla: 🧍‍♀️

Kade: *repulsive garbage disposal wheezing*

Blades: I love my team!!!

Dani: …I love your enthusiasm, Blades…

*Quickshadow on the floor in the background sobbing over a message from Optimus and Hightide crouched next to her, laughing maniacally*

Dr. Szeto, who said earlier that she does not do favorites: I’ve only had Quickshadow for a day and a half, but if anything happened to her, I would kill everyone on this planet and then myself

Boulder: why does everyone think I’m innocent, someone tried to invade the island yesterday and I slammed their head into the ground killing them instantly…

Im sleepy, goodnight 🏃‍♀️

#Dr. Szeto #tfrb #transformers rescue bots #Maccadam #tfrb heatwave #tfrb blades #tfrb hightide #tfrb quickshadow #tfrb salvage #tfrb blurr #tfrb boulder #tfrb Kade #tfrb Dani #tfrb Servo #tfrb Optimus #tfrb Priscilla #tfrb Mavin Danger #tfrb Mr. Pettypaws

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anapotatowriter · 1 year

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You belong with me

Five Hargreeves x reader

A/N: I was listening to “You belong with me” by Taylor Swift in the bus, and the idea for this story just kinda struck me. It ain’t amazing, but it’s what I whipped up in like, 2 hours?

Summary: Y/N loves Five. Five loves Dolores. Dolores loves herself. :)

Contains: Swearing, some spoilers for books, AU where everyone’s a normal teenager.

ALSO, NO SPOILERS FOR SEASON 3 (Though seriously, if you haven’t watched season 3 yet, what are you doing here?)

Requested: Hell nah

“Come on Delores, meet me halfway here!” yelled my neighbor into his phone, loud enough for me to hear in my room on the other side of the street. “It was just a joke!” I heard him defend, the wide-open windows allowing me to hear his side of the conversation. I sighed at his upset expression before turning back to my homework, the blaring questions on chemistry burning my eye sockets. I pinched the bridge of my nose between my fingers, exhausted by the school week already. It was only Tuesday! The cool autumn air carried Five’s voice through my own window, the chill leaving goosebumps in their wake. I looked back up from my homework to see him listening to Dolores intently, his eyebrows creased in exhaustion. I stared at him longingly, the stress making my own heart sink. Of course, everyone knew who Delores was. She was basically the queen of our school, the whole short skirts, high heels, and cheerleader persona. Five was more surprised that everyone else at school when Dolores asked him, the broody nerd, out for coffee. I remembered that first sting in my heart like it was yesterday.

“Come one Y/N, we have to study!” exclaimed Five, pouring over a math textbook as thick as his face. “I want a nap!” I snapped back, slamming my fist against the table. “Shhhh!” I heard the librarian whisper yell for the fifth time, making me roll my eyes. “If I work for 30 minutes, you let me take a nap. Deal?” I asked the boy. “Deal,” he nodded, before beginning to explain fractals and Newton’s theory to me again from the top as I pretended to listen to his rant. That’s when a distinct sound of stilettos colliding with wooden flooring echoed through the rather large library. “You’re… Five, aren’t you?” an airy voice echoed from behind me, making Five look up from his book and my turn around. There she stood in all her glory, short brown hair framing her sharp jawline and nose, pink clips holding her bangs in place. “I am… why do you ask?” asked Five, trying to appear unaffected, though his confusion was revealed through his indifferent mask. “Just thought… maybe we could go get coffee sometime? I’ve always wanted to try a nerdy boy,” she giggled, twirling a pink string between her fingers. “Uh… yeah, uh, sure! 7 p.m. tonight?” stammered Five, making Dolores giggle and nod before walking away, hips swaying. “... am I dreaming? Or was that my crush just asking me out?” asked Five in a daze as soon as she was out of earshot. I felt a pang in my heart, watching the boy I loved get asked out by another girl. “Sure was,” I muttered under my breath before picking my bag up and getting up to leave. Five didn’t stop me, too involved in his daydream to notice me leave. I left hurriedly, chest aching as my heart sank.

“Y/N?” I heard a voice ask, making me look up from a copy of Wonder that I had probably borrowed from a friend and forgotten to return. “Oh Five. Hey,” I said awkwardly, regretting my choice of clothes, mostly made up of neutral colors. “Hey, isn’t that my book?” he asked. I looked down at the book to turn to the first page where his name was written in black ink. “Oh, yeah. Do you want it back?” I offered, holding the book out to him in a limp grip. “No, it’s fine. I’ve read the book enough times anyway. What do you think of it?” he asked, sitting down next to me on one of the park benches. “Honestly, Miranda is my favorite character. She always feels like a fish out of water, even though Via and August love her so much. She wants that life for herself, not realizing her own worth. It gives me hope that one day I’ll also get to realize the good in me,” I stated, caressing the book while avoiding eye contact with Five. “I think I like Via the most. She seems perfect, with an amazing boyfriend and family, but she has so much missed in her life because of her best friend,” replied Five, looking up at me through his eyelashes, green eyes twinkling with mirth. “Uh huh… does this best friend happen to be the most brilliant person ever?” I replied mockingly, posing outrageously before bursting into laughter, Five quickly joining in the chorus of chuckles. A strand of hair fell onto my face, which Five quickly pushed behind my ear, the light brush of his fingers against my skin making my heart speed up. He relaxed, slouching slightly against the bench while animatedly talking about his science project. “Why doesn’t he see that it’s so easy with me,” I thought to myself as he smiled at me, answering the question I asked about his project.

“Oh, Five! Why are you hanging out with this… loser? Don’t keep me waiting,” I sugary sweet voice called, a car revving to a stop in front of the park bench, making me cringe “Coming love,” replied Five, his face falling. “Five, are you sure you’re fine?” I asked, grasping hold of his hand as he moved toward the highlighter pink car. “I’m fine,” he muttered, trying to convince me with a half-hearted grin. “I know you better than that, Five. What are you even doing with a girl like that?” I asked, making him shake his head and walk away, climbing into the pink car. His dark hair and jeans collided with the princessy attitude of the car. He seemed out of place as the car drove away, and a last glance was thrown my way. I sighed, standing up and abandoning the park bench, the book lying alone on the bench.

I heard a knock on my bedroom window, startling me awake off the bed. I glanced at the clock next to my bed from my position on the ground to read 01:28. Who was knocking at my window at this hour? I swished the curtains of my window open to see Five standing on the ground, his face a few inches below the ledge. “Five? Come on up,” I stated, making the boy clamber onto the ledge into my room, immediately beginning to face the length of my carpeted floors. “Five? What’s wrong?” I asked as I sat on the bed, making him turn towards me, a glossy look in his eyes that only meant one thing.

“Oh no! Sweetheart, what happened?” I asked, making him sit next to me and pull me into a desperate hug. He rested his head on my shoulder, the material of my shirt quickly soaking from the salty tears. “What is it darling?” I asked softly, moving him so he could lay down, his head placed in my lap. “It was a fucking joke. A bet,” he said through sniffles, immediately making my back stiffen. “Do you want me to beat her up? I’m sure one good punch would get rid of all that plastic surgery she’s gone through,” I said seriously, hoping to make the boy smile. The boy chuckled through tears, making me smile as I carded my fingers through his hair, his eyes slowly relaxing. “If you hear a voice, in the middle of the night, saying it’ll be alright, it will be me,” I hummed, making the boy nuzzle his face into my thigh. I continued singing the song, one of Five’s childhood favorites, filled with memories of sugary ice lollies, buttery popcorn, grazed knees, and fireflies. Soon, quiet snores filled the room, just as the song came to a close. I placed a gentle kiss on the boy’s forehead before switching off the lights, shrouding the room ins darkness. I eased myself away from Five, picking up my pillows and moving them to the ground, leaving Five to rest on the bed.

“Y/N, wait up!” I heard a voice yell, making me pause in my tracks to wait for Five to catch up. He joined me and I started ranting about my math professor, who insisted that he would not share any of the presentations he showed in class. “I mean, what’s his problem if we have an additional source? I need everything I can get to prepare for exams!” I complained, the boy nodding along to my complaining. The bell rang, symbolling the end of the school day. “Hey Five,” cut a shrill voice, immediately stopping both of us in our tracks. Dolores stalked towards us, her heels making a thudding sound against the linoleum floors. “I wanted to talk to you… privately?” she sneered in my direction before looking at Five sweetly. “Five, don’t do it,” I disagreed vehemently, pulling at the end of his sleeves to walk away from Dolores. “Go on ahead, Y/N. I’ll see you,” stated Five, gently unclasping my fingers from his shirt before walking away with Dolores. “AGH,” I yelled, kicking one of the lockers beside me, the empty corridor echoing my yell. I walked out of the building angrily, my heart clenched and my shoulders tensed. I slammed my bag into the wall as soon as I walked into my room. Pressing my face into the pillow as angry tears pricked my eyes. “AGHHHHH,” I yelled into the pillow, my voice muffled by the layers of cloth and stuffing. “Y/N?” A voice questioned some 15 minutes later, making me look up at my room’s door to see Five standing there, a concerned expression on his face. “Are you o-” he started to ask before I interrupted him. “No. Five Hargreeves, you will now listen to me. DO NOT go back to Dolores, of all people! I know she’s pretty, smart, and has the perfect looks and the perfect grades, but can’t you see what she is doing to you? Oh, I remember you, driving to my house in the middle of the night, I’m the one who makes you laugh when you know you’re about to cry! I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams… I know where you belong, I know it’s with me!” I said without a pause, before stopping to see Five frozen in place, his lips slightly parted in shock. I breathed deeply before taking a hold of Five’s hands. “Can't you see that I’m the one who understands you? I’ve been here all along, so why can’t you see? That you belong with me?” I stopped myself from saying anything more, biting my lip and waiting expectantly for his response, grasping his hands tightly. “I went to tell Dolores that I don’t love her. That there’s someone else I know, who’s been here my whole life, and who I hope will be there the rest of my life,” said Five, gazing softly into my eyes, his pupils dilated to reveal just a thin sliver of forest green. “It’s you. Y/N, it’s always been you,” proclaimed Five, leaning forward just the tiniest bit. His lips pressed to my forehead, sealing his words into reality.

#Five x reader #Five hargreeves x reader #tua x reader #dolores x reader #AU #Tua

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