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yazmarina · 2 days

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i wanna roll with him, a hard pair we will be

zak o'sullivan (f2) x fem!reader

your best friend is a monaco race winner. you find out winning turns others into totally different people

warnings/notes: smut, mutual masturbation, dry humping

a/n: this is very self indulgent okay let me have my zak moment,,,and this turned out much dirtier than expected LMAO okay bye

You weren't even supposed to be here. The flight, accommodation, and paddock pass were almost too much, and you debated just dropping the plan altogether.

But Monaco is special to a lot of racing drivers. Symbolic in the way that it holds history and is the place of many victories. It's special to him.

So, you bite the bullet, book the tickets, and grit your teeth through the exorbitant amount that turned up on your credit card record. You only live once, live in the moment, viva la vida, whatever.

You're here now in Monte Carlo, in arguably the best seat you could afford with what you had after months of saving and weaseling a loving loan from your parents. Watching the race. Watching Zak.

You arrived early this morning, rushing to your hotel, and packing what you needed for the day. You tried to get some shut-eye, managing to get barely three hours of sleep. And then off to the track you went.

Zak doesn't know you're here. You had to lie through your teeth to your own best friend. You told him Monaco just wasn't in the cards and that you'd see him race some other time. In Silverstone, maybe, or Monza.

He has no clue that you're sitting here, with bated breath, as the lap count ticks down with every minute. Zak is leading but he hasn't pitted yet, and they're about to enter the second to the last lap of the race, and what the fuck are they doing not pitting him yet?

Then it happens, almost too quick for you to register. The large screen in front of your section shows a collision. Yellow flag. Virtual safety car.

You're confused for a moment, shocked exclamations erupting around you, but then you see it happen. Zak pits in the midst of the safety car, rushes out, and comes out a second ahead of the whole pack.

You don't even notice how loud you gasp as you finally realize what's happening. One more lap to go and Zak is leading.

The seconds seem to tick by awfully slow yet the race is coming to an end right before your eyes. The checkered flag waves and he crosses the line and the crowd erupts in cheers, mixed with disbelief and genuine awe.

His team gambled and he walked away with the jackpot.

Zak O'Sullivan, Monaco race winner.

Everything played out in one big blur after. You were clapping, then you were crying, running, squeezing through people, pushing, praying that you get to the paddock unscathed.

You pause for a second in front of a screen to watch the champagne spray around Zak on the podium. He's beaming, still in awe himself. You feel the tears come once more and you sprint through the throngs of people and down the streets of Monte Carlo.

You arrive at where the team support trucks are, growing nervous with each step. You came alone and sure, some of the ART people knew who you were, but without Zak, you're feeling a little lost.

You stop in front of the ART truck and it's quiet, as you expected, with all of the employees probably down at the podium celebrations. A pair of personnel clad in the team kit exit the vehicle just as you contemplate contacting Zak's trainer.

"Hi," one of them greets, a sprightly young woman around your age greets. Probably one of the communication people.

"Are you here for Victor or–"

"Zak," you rush out. "I'm ______, his friend. I've gone with him back in Bahrain and Jeddah this year, but I came just this morning so..."

"Oh! Yes, it's you. I remember now, Zak's friend, yeah," the other cuts in. "He was pretty bummed out today, saying something about how you couldn't make it?"

You feel the heat rise in your cheeks. "Yes, that's me. I wanted to surprise him."

"Well, consider me surprised."

You turn around, your heart leaping into your throat. Standing there is the best friend himself, drenched in champagne and holding his winning trophy to his side.

Zak rushes to you and pulls you into a hug, handing off his trophy momentarily to the employees. You feel his arms circle around your waist just as you feel the rest of your tears fall.

"I'm so proud of you," you whisper as you bury your face into his shoulder.

"I thought you couldn't make it," Zak says, pulling away slightly to peer at your tear-streaked face. "But my luck just keeps getting better, huh?"

You meet his eyes and you can see the sparkle of victory in his irises. He grins down at you and pulls you in again, swaying you from side to side.

"Zak, we need a bit more media from you," comes a voice calling out from further down the paddock.

"I'll be a minute!" Zak calls over his shoulder, slipping his hand in yours. "Take my trophy with you but be careful!"

You giggle, glancing behind to see the ART personnel shake their heads in disbelief.

"Come here a second," Zak says, pulling you toward the entrance to their makeshift motorhome for the weekend.

You step inside, familiar with how the interior is, having seen something similar from when Zak was still in Prema last year. You're usually not allowed inside, but riding off a win, you suppose no one dared argue with Zak.

The door shuts and Zak turns to look at you. His eyes scan your face, a smile growing wider on his lips.

"You're here," Zak states as if still not believing it.

"I'm sorry I lied," you admit sheepishly. "I wanted to surprise you, maybe comfort you if the race doesn't go as planned."

Zak chuckles, stepping closer and taking your other hand. You take a good look at your best friend and you feel yourself tear up again.

"But I'm here to celebrate your first podium, a win in Monaco, instead. How about that?" You finish, letting out a breath as Zak takes ahold of your face, leaning in to kiss your forehead.

"How about that, indeed," Zak repeats, tilting your head up so you're looking at him.

You're quite familiar with how success can make you do uncharacteristic things. It makes you reckless, unboundedly giddy. Drivers lock lips with their significant others in front of the camera after a win. Shirts discarded. Champagne poured down their bodies.

Oh, but you're not Zak's girlfriend. There are no cameras.

But you taste the champagne just the same as Zak pulls you in, kissing you with so much force it drives you back against the door.

You reach behind you, still having the presence of mind to turn the lock and bar anyone from walking in on you and Zak.

You grab at the half-undone collar of Zak's race suit, tugging the zipper down in one fell swoop. Zak pulls away, long enough to shrug his suit off, just enough so it hangs under his hips.

You understand now, that underneath it all, success makes you horny.

"Zak," you begin. "What...wait–"

Your best friend pauses, breathing heavily, hair mussed up and lips shiny from kissing you.

You'd be lying if you said you didn't want him with every fiber of your being.

"We can stop," Zak offers, reaching out tentatively. He brushes some strands of hair away from your face.

"I just...I was really lucky today and I thought maybe I should just gamble one more time," he explains, trailing his fingers down the side of your face, to your neck, fingertips lightly brushing against your collarbone.

You get it. Or you think you do. He wants you, too.

You pause. You turn it over in your head for a second. What this means for the both of you. If you do this, you step out of this truck as something different from when you entered.

"Come here," you whisper, grasping the back of Zak's neck before leaning in to kiss him again. He groans, large hands finding your waist as he pulls you flush against him.

You can feel him poking through his fireproofs and you moan into the kiss, grinding hard against the stiffness. Your dress hikes up as you wrap a leg around Zak's waist.

"Fuck," he curses. "I didn't...god, have I had a boner all this time?"

You giggle, rubbing even more on Zak. He groans, throwing his head back, his hold on your waist almost vice-like.

"Winning does that to you," you whisper, kissing along his defined jawline.

"My race winner," you say right next to Zak's ear, biting down on his earlobe after.

Zak buries his face into the crook of your neck, rutting against you, desperate for release. You thread your fingers through his hair and tug lightly, whimpering as the friction through your underwear increases.

"Oh god, look at us," you mutter hurriedly. "Grinding and humping like a bunch of horny school kids."

"I'm gonna cum," Zak warns, pulling off slightly before reaching into his fireproof bottoms. He pulls his length out, pumping furiously.

You pull your dress all the way up to your stomach, tugging your underwear away just enough to let Zak have a view of how drenched you are. Your fingers reach down to circle around your clit as Zak continues to jerk off.

"Cum in them," you offer, gesturing to your panties. "I'll keep it on the whole day."

Zak's mouth hangs open as he finishes all over his fist and into the fabric of your underwear, the delicate material catching his sticky release. The sight of the mess pushes you over the edge yourself, your knees buckling slightly as you try to keep yourself upright through your euphoria.

You retract your hand from between your legs, panting and noticing you've worked up a sweat, as if you had just gone for a long, very sexually-charged jog.

Zak looks at you and smiles, taking your soiled hand and licking your fingers clean off. He winks as his lips let go with a pop! and you reach over to smack him in the chest.

"Naughty," you grumble, though you're grinning just as wide.

"I know you are, but what am I?" Zak taunts, pressing a kiss to your lips. You sigh against it and savor it all: Zak's touch, the smell of champagne on his skin, and the glow that seems to envelop you two now.

"They're probably looking for you," you whisper, kissing the corner of his mouth.

"I'll be back," Zak reassures, stepping back. He stills for a moment and takes the image of you in once more before kissing your cheek.

"Wait here, yeah?"

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luvistqrzzz · 10 months

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and i've seen sparks fly everytime you smile...

sparks fly— where you think the sleepy boy walking you back home is cute...

jungwon x f.reader genre: fluff, high school au, classmates to ?? wc: 0.5k warnings: none part of what shade is our love series

your footsteps echoed in the empty hallway as you quickly walked towards your classroom. you must have forgotten your notebook somewhere there.

arriving at the door, you stopped in your tracks at the sight that greets you, your stomach doing a sudden flip.

yang jungwon.

he was sleeping, sprawled over the desk, the sunlight filtering in through the stained windows falling on his face. you stood there, unsure of whether to wake him up or not.

maybe you should considering how the gates would be locked in half an hour or so and you weren't cruel enough to let a poor boy be stuck in the school for so long.

you nervously walked up to his sleeping figure, oberseving the way his face looked so calm. it was not something you saw often. jungwon was always busy with studies, student council and what not.

he was so etheral that you had to stop yourself from being creepy and looking away. it wasn't like yang jungwon was your crush. he was a classmate, a very helpful one. always willing to lend a hand, or give a smile across the hallways.

but then again, you didn't miss the way your heart raced everytime he talked to you.

'uh jungwon…' you whispered, scared of how he would react to your sudden presence. 'school is finished, uhm… get up.'

hearing the sudden voice, the boy woke up with a start. 'who- what?!' he spoke in a sleepy voice before noticing you, face to face with him.

jungwon gulped at the sight of your face, his cheeks turning a shade darker, 'Oh, uh… y/n?!'

realizing the position you were in, you jumped back embarrassed, 'y-yeah… It's time to go.'

he looked around the empty classroom to avoid any further eye contact with his crush standing in front of him, before stuffing the books into his bag and getting up and following you out of the classroom.

jungwon took in a deep breath, stealing a quick glance at your direction and mustering up some courage, 'hey..... shouldwewalkbackhometogether?' it's now or never

you turned towards him in confusion, 'erm you need to calm down jungwon.'

'should we walk back home together?' he repeated, emphasising on each word, looking cute doing so. you couldn't hide the smile that spread across your face as you gave a quick nod.

jungwon couldn't believe it. he had always wanted to talk to you outside the formal 'hello' and 'how are you' and there you were, walking beside him with a small skip in your step. you chuckled at something he said only to find him looking at you softly.

your heart sped up, 'what?' the boy turned around, embaressed, 'n-nothing! oh look, i think we have arrived.'

you looked at your house at the other side of the street, 'i'm afraid so.' you pouted, not wanting to leave him. 'we should talk m-' '-you're cute, jungwon', you both said at the same moment. your ears turned pink as the realization hit you of what you had just said.

uh oh. 'okay bye see you at school!' you squeaked before sprinting in the opposite direction.

jungwon looked at your disappearing figure in a daze. did you really call him cute?

an: if this sounds cringe then its probably because im bad in writing fluff (wow whats happening ?!) but i had a classmate!jw brainrot lmao,,, also some parts are taken from a jeongin hc i wrote in my prev acc hehe ^^!! rbs and feedbacks are vv appreciated <3!

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onthr-dream · 6 months

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Sick too

Character: opla!Sanji × fem!mom!reader, D/n (daughter name)

Y/n is getting sick too after her baby cought a fever. Part two of Vaccine (Can be read without reading part 1)

Tw: throwing up, sickness, kids and all that (tell me i missed something

Notes: i'm still occupied with some gir dad Sanji so enjoy

Y/n woke up with a sick stomach and walked slowly into the kitchen, where she can find her beloved husband.

"My tummy's sick, i think i wanna throw up.." y/n said groggily.

"Want some tea? No wait, have a little breakfast, at least fill those stomach a little" Sanji hand her her plate and sat her down on the kitchen island seat. Y/n let out a disagree whine vut eat it anyway, she know better than to let her stomach goes empty.

Not long after, they both could hear D/n crying for someone to pick her up. Y/n immediately stood up but sat back down with a thud when she felt a wave of nausea hit her. Sanji turned from his cooking and looked back, Sanji immediately ran to her.

"Amor? Let's rest up, yeah? I'll take care of D/n, i don't have much work today. Can't risk mommy to be more sick, right?" Said him while going to the nursery room to take care of D/n.

"Shhh baby, your fever is going down, you'll be better soon okay?" Sanji is now rocking the baby in his arms after feeding it some warmed milk from the fridge. "Mommy is also a little sick, let's be more calmer okay?" "Ma..?" D/n answered as she heard a familiar name. "Yes, darling, mama is sick" as if understanding what her father said, D/n reduced her voice to a little coo.

Seeing his baby calmed down, Sanji begin to change her sweaty clothes and her diaper. Sanji also prepared her bowl of porridge as soon as they got out from the nursery room.

"Okay baby, time to eat" Sanji sat down beside her baby's high chair and feed her slowly, even when she fuss around a bit not wanting to eat.

"Good girl, you're done eating" Sanji said as he wipe her messy mouth. D/n let out a cry wanting to be held again in her dad's arm. "Ma! Ma!" Said D/n pointing at the sleeping figure inside an opened bedroom. "Wanna visit mommy? But you have to be quiet okay, she needs rest" "yeah!" D/n answered happily

Sanji walked quietly into the bedroom, smiling to himself when he saw her wife sleeping soundly. He looked back at D/n and saw his baby making a grabby hand at her mom. Y/n stir awake at the call and looked towards the sound. "Hi baby, i'm sorry mommy's sick" "Morning, darling. How's your sleep?" Ask Sanji while sitting beside her wife and stroke her hair "mhm, good, did D/n drinks her med?" "Already did maam" "hmm she'll be sleepy in no time then, come cuddle me once she's asleep?" Y/n caress her daughter's cheek lovingly. "Will do maam. Say bye bye to mommy, D/n" "buhbuh" D/n said while waving to her mommy. "Bye sweetie"

"Thank you for taking care of her today, love"

Y/n is currently squished to Sanji's chest, mumbling thank you's. Sanji answer with a small rub on her back while saying "don't mention it, you've done so much while i was busy"

Y/n hum in content feeling satisfied to be in her husband's arm. "Also...i took pregnancy test..."

"What...? What's the result?"

I'LL LET YALL DECIDE THE END LMAO

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xyouami · 1 year

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Clingy boys?!?!

Ft; Scaramouche, Kazuha, Heizou, Xiao

:info: Fluffy stuff [cute] // GN reader // mentions of pills // Sick person in Scaramouches // angst in Xiaos // VERY Sick reader in Xiaos // blood

Scaramouche

-- MODERN

"Scaramouche I'm home." You called out.

Usually when you would come home, your roommate Scaramouche would be screaming at the top of his lungs, or something else. The reason for that is because your roommate is actually a streamer. But today was awfully quiet.

"Scaramouche?"

You just got back from your sleepover at Ganyu's house.

You put down your bag and went upstairs.

"Scaramouche are you sleeping?"

You went to his bedroom.

You opened the door slightly to Scaramouche being bundled up in blankets while talking.

"Yeah no, I'm not playing that horror game again."

"You alright Scara? Youre looking pale and youre literally sweating lmao" a robotic man's voice came from his computer.

"I woke up with a fever and I'm not gonna play those stupid little games today, just here to talk until my roommate gets home."

"Scaramouche?"

You noticed Scaramouche get scared by your voice.

"You alright?"

Scaramouche sneezed.

"You think?"

"Alright time to turn off that stream and rest it's not good for you, you know?"

"You aren't my mom, ____."

"Yeah yeah yeah whatever. I'll take care of you."

"Kay' bye stream." Scaramouche said.

He turned off the computer and he went to his bed.

"Let me take your temperature Scara."

"I can do it on my own.." he mumbled.

"Whatever you say."

Scaramouche took his temperature and showed you.

"39.7?!" You almost screamed.

"You're hurting my ears."

"Yeah yeah whatever lie down hold up!"

You rushed out the room and you came back with a bowl of water and a towel.

You put the towel in the water and squeezed the extra water out then put it on his forehead.

"Don't get up, I'll get medicine."

You left the room.

You remembered Ganyu's little sister, Qiqi gave you some medicine before you had left.

You took your bag and took the medicine and got a water bottle.

"Scaramouche?"

"What?"

"Okay, just making sure you don't die on me."

"I'm not gonna die you dumbo."

"Yeah but I'm worried!"

"Whatever."

You placed the pills on Scaramouches bed desk and you pulled up a chair.

"Get up Scaramouche, lemme give you some medicine."

"Kay'."

Scaramouche sat up as you gave him 2 pills.

"I don't think this stuff is bitter nor is it sweet, so I think it'll just taste like nothing. If you need water it's right here." And you knew damn well he couldn't even open a water bottle even though you were physically weaker than him.

You opened the water bottle for in just in case as he ate the medicine.

You handed Scaramouche the water bottle as he washed it down.

"Feel a little better?"

"Eh."

"I'll go now text me if you need anythin—" You got up but you felt a tight grip around you wrist.

"Don't go."

"Huh?"

Scaramouches expression was almost vulnerable.

You smiled.

"Okay, I'll stay for a bit."

You sat back down as Scaramouche softened his grip and he fell asleep.

You stared at him as his towel was getting warm, so you soaked it again.

You placed it on his forehead and you got on the floor as you rested your head on his bed.

"I wish time could stay like this for a little longer." A smile painted your face.

You closed your eyes as your drifted off to sleep.

During the sleep, you and Scaramouche intertwined hands together as you both shared the warmth of each other.

Kazuha

-- TEVYAT

Kazuha, Your boyfriend had his head on your lap as you pet his head.

Kazuha had quiet snores as you smiled lightly at the thought of him.

It was a tiring day for him especially because he had to go to the crux, then went traveling with the traveller.

'Oh shoot, I hadn't made dinner yet!'

You got up very quietly as you set his head on the couch replacing your spot with a pillow.

As soon as you looked back you felt two arms around your waist.

"Kazuha I have to make dinner for the both of us."

"Forget dinner, I just wanna be with you. That is all."

Kazuha put his head on your shoulder as his hair tickled your neck and chin.

You sighed as you turned around and hugged him back.

"Cmon, I gotta make dinner I know you're like crazy hungry too!"

"No."

"Kazuha cmonnn!! Lemme go!!!"

You regretted hugging him back as he tighten his grip around you.

"Let me be with this moment, love."

You blushed at the pet name.

"I'll spend all morning in bed with you for in exchange of letting me go!"

"No."

"Then what?"

"Just let me embrace you little, love."

"Fine."

He hugged walked to the couch as he threw himself on it with you in his arms.

You felt warm and cozy. So you wanted to stay in that position for awhile.

Just, awhile.

Just awhile.

Kazuha cuddled you and you accepted it, that night you two slept on the couch. And for that Kazuha felt bad so he cooked dinner for the both of you instead.

Heizou

-- MODERN

"Cmon!!"

"Nooooo..."

It was morning, but a weekend. You wanted to get up and eat food but Heizou didn't want you to go.

"Heizou! I'll drop kick you just let me go!"

"Noo."

"I'm hungry so let me go!"

"I can feed you something else, wink wink." Heizou said.

"Nows not the time!"

"Hey stop kicking!" Heizou complained.

"That's what you get in return!"

Heizou made you turn around and he cupped your cheeks.

He kissed you, for a long time until you both ran out of air.

"Cmon just let me go please."

"No."

"Why not?"

"It's a weekend, so why not just spend time with your oh-so-darling Heizou would you not?"

"Just let me go pleasee.."

"No."

"I know it's a weekend– but please your suffocating me!"

"My word is finale, no."

"Ugh, fine."

"Yay!" He hugged you tightly and fell asleep.

"I wanna go on my phone..." you mumbled.

His hair tickled your neck and made you sleepy aswell. Forget that you were hungry, Heizou is more important. So you slept with Heizou for the rest of the morning.

Xiao

-- TEVYAT

"I brought your medication, ____."

"Thank you."

You sat up and took the pill-like medication and washed it down with water.

"Have you felt better these days?"

"I've been feeling the same."

"Oh, well call out my name if you need anything."

"I will, Xiao."

"Sit up, let me brush your hair."

"Okay."

Xiao helped you up as he got a hair brush and brushed your hair.

"Qiqi and Ganyu will be coming by, make sure to let them in if you have the energy too. If you don't just call my name."

"Okay." You coughed a little.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just.. feeling a little tired."

"Lie down, let me get you some food. You mortals needs so much tch."

"You don't need to take care of me everyday you know? Qiqi and Baizhu already do."

"But they're too busy for your own good. Your weaker than a normal mortal."

When you were born, you had an illness that could be cured but yours was much worse and it was a 50/50 of your survival.

"You have no need to worry." You mumble.

"____?" No response.

Xiao looked behind him as he saw you drifting off to dreamland.

"You mortals need so much. But.." He approached you.

He removed a few strands of hair in front of your face.

"Please don't die on me."

Xiao then stood up and disappeared.

---

You opened your eyes.

"Xiao?"

"Yes?" Xiao appeared faster than a bolt of lighting.

"I feel a bit worse."

"Are you alright?" He helped you sit up as he had his hands on your shoulders.

You coughed and you covered your mouth with your two hands.

Blood came out.

"Are you alright?!"

"I feel dizzy.."

"Lie down let me get you water and your medicine." He hurriedly panicked and left the room in a haste bringing water and medicine like he had said.

"Drink this, you'll be okay I'm here."

He fed you the medicine and made you drink the water.

"Did the pain weaken a bit?"

"Mhm."

"I'll be here."

He brought you in a hug where you felt still so tired.

You brought your weak hand to hug him back.

"You're so warm, Xiao." You mumbled.

"I'll watch over you, don't worry."

Xiao set you back on the bed and made you comfortable.

Xiao heard the door knock and he left the room.

"I'll be back."

You watched him leave the room as you overheard their conversation.

"Hi Xiao! Were here to watch ____."

"Hello."

"Hey hey I came too!~"

3 people walked in.

Qiqi, xiangling, and Hu tao.

"Hello ____! How are you doing? Are you hungry? I'll make you some food!" Xiangling asked.

"I'm hungry, and thank you."

"Qiqi brought you your medicine, Baizhu said to keep a close eye on you."

"Thank you Qiqi for your herbs."

"I brought some snacks and food! Want some?" Hu tao asked.

"Sure." You smiled.

"Thanks again." You said that as you sat up.

"Bye ____! We'll see you next time!" Xiangling left as she closed the door.

"Xiao?"

"Yes?" You looked over where his voice came from and he was on the opposite end of your bed.

You looked at him as he had a dreadfully sorrowful aura around him.

You were gonna reach your hand until you felt pain everywhere in your body.

You choked and coughed.

"____! Are you okay?!"

You kept on coughing and Xiao put a towel on your mouth. He removed it after you had stopped and blood came out, a lot.

"You can't keep on pushing yourself, let me get you cleaned up." Xiao helped you get up as he brought you to the bathroom.

"Are you alright? I can stay by your side if you want."

"Xiao."

"Yes?"

"What if I were to die?"

"Don't say such idiotic stuff."

"But what if I do?" You looked at him.

His face softened.

"Enough of that, let's go to bed."

"Us?"

"..."

He carried you to your bed bridal way and set you down as he made you comfy.

"Goodnight, Xiao. Sleep well." You smiled at him.

"... goodnight, ____."

You smiled at him as you closed your eyes and drifted off to dreamland.

Morning

Xiao had slept by your side and he had awoke early to see you still sound asleep.

He left to go to the kitchen to make you something. He had told the people of wangshu inn about you and they taught him recipes for the sick, like you.

Today felt like any other day, just him taking care of you, and you waiting for him to come.

"What if I were to die?" Those words rang through his head like a nightmare.

He looked through your cabinets until you heard shuffling.

"____?"

He looked to your bedroom as he found you sitting up.

"Don't push yourself so hard, your still a weak mortal." Xiao sat beside you as he looked at the window beside your bed.

"Xiao."

"What?"

"I feel like something is wrong."

"What do you mean?"

"I feel.." He was about to look at you until you collapsed on his chest.

"You're awfully warm today, you're usually cold."

Xiao repositioned you as he saw your sweating face.

"Are you okay?"

"I knew this day would come."

"Don't say such things!"

"I knew it wouldn't last forever."

"What do you mean?!" Xiao panicked.

"Xiao."

"What?" His voice was less harsh and had softened.

"May I tell you something?"

"And what is it?"

You smiled as you lifted your hand to cup his cheek.

"I love you, Xiao."

"I.."

He hugged you.

"I love you too."

"When I die, Xiao."

"Don't say such things. You aren't going to die."

"I promise to come back for you. When I have passed on, I will come back. And I promise you."

"What is that promise?" His voice was wobbly and he tighten his hug.

"I promise you I'll know you better so I can live an entirety with you, not now though."

"When I have passed on, I wish to remember my memories with you Xiao. I want to stay with you."

"Please don't go yet, not now." Xiao begged.

"My time is not forever you know?" Xiao felt you smile.

"Please don't go." His voice was unstable and he felt like crying, you could feel that.

"I will come back for you."

"____."

"Yes, Xiao?"

"You promise you'll come back for me?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll wait, even if it costs an eternity."

"I love you, Xiao."

"I love you too." He felt your arm on his back fall down.

"____?"

No response.

He released from the hug to see you smiling.

He couldn't stop himself but he couldn't imagine him breaking down again in a life time.

He knew you were gone.

"I'll wait for an eternity for you." Xiao sobbed into your cold shoulder.

"I'll wait for an eternity, for you ____."

@xyouami 2/5/23 12:22pm

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imoosgnaj · 4 months

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[CHINESE NEW YEAR SPECIAL] Celebrate Chinese New Year with SKZ 🎆

genre: fluff (some funny scenes)

a/n: I started writing this back in January lmao. The whole ff is written in first person point of view. Anyway Happy Chinese New Year!

warning: none? however, there are members from Aespa, NCT and Seventeen appearing in this fanfic

A few days before New Year, your team members heared you and Chenle's conversation, and they used their phone to translate live--

Chenle: "Can you go home for New Year?"

You: "WAIT YOU CAN GO HOME??? Bro this is so not fait! Ugh, it's been so long time..."

Chenle: "Then how are you gonna celebrate it? You wanna come and have dinner with the Chinese line?"

You: "I'd love to but, I still gonna record Kingdom that day, and it'll be too late for food when I'm done."

Chenle: "Okay superstar, in that case I will just go have fun with the Ningning The 8 and Jun, but I will send you picture so don't worry!"

You: "Ugh ok, bye"

Chan opened his phone to check the calender: "Yea, it's Chinese New Year soon."

"Kingdom starts that day," Says Lee Know, "We sure don't know when we will be back."

"But this holiday must be very important for her!" Hyunjin searched it up, "It's the biggest holiday in China, look!"

"Clench your fist, get up early and sleep late, I mean, it's for her right?" Changbin says to everyone.

Everyone agreed, so now they are doing the 'missions' again.

"New Year requires..." Because Chinese has different traditions than Korean, Chan needs to search it up and read them one by one: "Eat dumplings, spring couplets, fireworks, red envelopes..."

"Red envelopes?" Felix scratcher his head, "What are those?"

Felix immediately took out his phone: "Let me ask Chenle."

Chenle picked up his phone after one second.

Chenle: "What's up Yongbogi?"

Felix: "Heyyyyy, long time no see buddy! So since Soomi can't celebrate New Year with yall, we are worried that she will feel sad, and we wanna celebrate it with her! But we don't know that much about the traditions, can you explain them?"

Chenle: "Ah of course! I promise I won't tell Soomi. Let me tell you..."

About the traditions, uh yes, it went on for at least one hour.

After this one hour, you were told about the plans (by Chenle of course)

"Everyone's so good to you," Chenle is just chatting with you, but he doesn't know that you are so touched that you have tears in your eyes.

"Yea," You sneezed, "But why you told me early! I'm worried that I can't take it by then."

"Hey don't tell them about this!"

"Fine!" You ended the call.

Busy days always fly past, it's New Year's Eve in a blink. Because you were busy rehearsing for the stage the day before, you barely had any rest, you are so tired after the shooting today and even forgot how special today is! You started sleeping once you got on car.

"Are the red envelopes ready?" Chan talked quietly on the car.

"Yes they are!" Lee Know took out an envelope with 'luck' on it from his pocket.

"What about the spring couplets?" Chan nods, and then kept on checking.

"I wrote together with Seungminnie, I asked Yao Chen to check it, it's on the table." Felix tapped Chan's shoulder and told him no worries.

"Dumplings?"

"Yea I made them together with Jeogin and Changbin hyung," Hyunjin went on, "and fish too."

"Okay!" Chan pretended to clap, "The fireworks are also ready, Minho should also be checking on the other car, we just need to make sure to being Soomi up the building later, don't wake her up."

The cars soon arrived at the dorm. You had absolutely no idea because you were sleeping so well. Chan picked you up carefully, Felix protected your head, moved you out the car and successfully carried you back to dorm.

It's even harder to let the kids quiet down when cooking than sscend to heaven. Lee Know clenched his fist because Hyunjin accidently hit a bowl and it fell on the floor; Jeogin needed to watch Jisung's mouth just in case he randomly started singing; about Changbin, Chan taped his mouth because his mouth is literally a weapon.

You got woken up by the great smell of food. The air is filled with sweet smells, the type of sweet smell that are rare in Korean foods.

You rubbed your sleepy eyes, opened your bedroom door and walked out. Although you already knew that they are going to give you a surprise, but when seeing all the Chinese food on the table, you were still shocked. I mean, who doesn't love food right?"

Chan, who just put the last dish on the table, saw you coming out and said to you: "Heyyyy, I was just about to let Felix call you! Come sit down!"

Before Chan finished, Felix and Han already grabbed your hands and took you to your seat.

'It must be the water vapor...' You thought, teary in your eyes.

"Ahw why are you crying?" Lee Know denied your thoughts, took a napkin and wiped your tears.

"I......" You still wanted to argue, but started crying once you opened your mouth: "You guys are so nice, I'm so touched..."

The other members took their seats soon after, Lee Know patted your head: "You know why we are so nice to you? Because we think you are so nice to us too!"

Changbin counldn't help it, he ate a dumping first and it was so hot he grinned. "YES SOOMI, you are so good to us you know? C'mon, the food will get cold if you don't eat them now."

Seungmin, who sat next to you, put some vegetables in your bowl and handed you a pair of chopsticks: "Try them! We learned one dish each."

You still couldn't help but sob. You picked up a piece of fish and was about to eat, but you were blocked by Seungmin: "No, sobbing and eating at the same time will make you choke." He said, his other hand patted your back gently.

After seeing you moving your chopticks, Changbin started calling everyone and began to eat: "Eat quick! We have bigger surprises waiting for you!" You smiled when watching him like this.

After pouring drinks, Chan raised his cup: "In the past year, we all did great, especiall our maknae! As the only girl in our team, she has taken off a lot of pressure. In the next year we will also be moving forward, and get better and better."

"CHEERS!" Everyone shouted, your happy faces are reflected on the cups.

"Following the Chinese traditions, we put 3 coins in the dumplings! Now eat" Lee Know handed you some dumplings.

You took a bit: "Hey I got it!" You spited out the coin, "Not every dumplings have a coin right?"

"How's that possible?" Even with that being said, Jeogin still thought it's magical, "Our maknae will become rich next year hehe."

However, Lee Know and Chan are acting calm: because the first dumpling you ate was marked by us.

It's just a little trick used by the oldest members, but it can truly bring you happiness. This is surely the best meal you've had ever since you came to South Korea.

Tag: @mynameisnotlaura @hyunmikim

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cjdhshakg · 4 months

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Alastor mama's boy headcanons

So, it's canon that Alastor is a mama's boy. And, while I was washing the dishes earlier, and also by the fact that I'm also a mama's person; I came up with some headcanons that I wanted to share.

Anyway!

Whenever he has free time, Alastor tend to be around her mother all of the time. Be it that her mother was doing the laundry, washing the dishes or cooking, he would be near her just because he loves his mother's presence.

His mother is like his personal diary. Alastor always tells his mother about his day. INCLUDING the most random thing that happened to him.

He HATES touch, but his mother is the only exception. He absolutely loves it when his mother ruffles his hair and let him lay on her lap while she sings him a lullaby.

When his mother isn't around, for example; she's out to buy some food and she somewhat arrived really late. He would be so worried and would constantly check the windows to see if his mother came back in one piece.

He's protective towards his mother. I have no knowledge about Alastor's father, but if he doesn't then that just gives him more reason to be protective towards his mother, but if he does have a dad, he'd be more closer and attached to his mother.

He loves to help his mother with chores (if his mom is raising him alone). Which is why he learned some things from his mother, maybe he also learned how to crochet from her.

His mom is a very tidy person, and she's strict when it comes to cleanliness. That's why Alastor grew up very conscious about himself, he doesn't like to look like a mess, it makes him absolutely uncomfortable.

His favorite food is his mom's jambalaya.

He loves to read book, so I can see him telling his mom random things he read.

It's not like he's scared of thunder and lightning, he just loves to pretend that he is so that his mom would let him sleep with her because he just want to.

He looks up to his mother so much that his motto is to grow up like her (he failed that because he ended up becoming a serial killer.

When he first lost his tooth, he was so scared that he beg his mom not to pull it. But his mom reassured him that it's going to be fine so he just gathered his courage and just get it over with.

He developed an interest to singing through his mother. His mom is a great singer, and he was inspired.

Alastor isn't afraid to get scolded by his mom, in fact when he did something wrong he would voluntarily tell her mom about it and listen to her lecture him.

One of the gift that her mom gave him is his bow tie, and he tressures it so much like his life depended on it.

He let's his mom style his hair because he suck at it.

He loves his mom so much, he would go to the depths of hell just to prove it. (he is in hell lmao)

He knew his mom would be so disappointed if she knew about the path that he's in (becoming a serial killer)

I miss my mom :( okay, bye.

#alastor #mama's boy #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel #hazbin #headcanon #alastor the radio demon #alastor headcanons

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underworld-park-offical · 9 months

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CRAIG: snoooooooooooooooooooore…mimimimimi…………snnoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooore………..mimimimimi……snoooooooooooooooooooooooooooore……make sure to like and subscribe……mimimimi………..snoooooooooooooore…..this video was sponsored by raid shadow legends………mimimimi……………snooooooooooooooooooooooooooore………..make sure to like comment and subscribe……

CRAIG: …heehhhwha huh….hit….hit that bell for notifications…?

CRAIG: What? Is this a fan?

TOLKIEN: Hey

CRAIG: I'm hanging up

TOLKIEN: Dude you are about to be late for school

CRAIG: I won’t need school when I'm a millionaire

TOLKIEN: Well you aren't now so get your petty preppy Toddlers and Tiaras ass out of bed before I come over there and drag you myself

CRAIG: Okay FIIIIINE I can tell you about this like, weird dream I had when I get there

TOLKEIN: What weird dream?

CRAIG: I had one about the Ouija board

CLYDE: Cool! I had one about Candice

CRAIG: Lmao who's Candice?

CLYDE: CANDICE DICK FIT IN YO MOUTH

CLYDE: AYOOOOO!!

TOLKIEN: Alright well the sooner you get here the sooner we hear the details, Sleeping Beauty, I'm hanging up now

CRAIG: Make sure to like the video before you go!

TOLKEIN: ...What?

CRAIG: Sorry, reflex

TOLKIEN: Whatever, Bye

CRAIG: Mmmmmbyeeeeeeeeee

CRAIG: I can't believe I fell asleep last night

CRAIG: That was like

CRAIG: So cringe of me

CRAIG: Smh my fucking head

CRAIG: Oh woah, my cameras still recording

CRAIG: Eh, I’ll look through the footage and edit it later

CRAIG: I gotta update my socials that I'm going to school rn anyways

CRAIG: No breakfast is not a slay, crying rn

(MUSIC BLASTING SO LOUD)

CRAIG: OMGGGGGGGG

CRAIG: I got so many likes on TikTok omg

CRAIG: That is so fetch yas queen slay of me

(EDITS MADE BY @pissblanket , the BTS joke is a little silly funny from the official amino. we had to use it)

#craig tucker #craigfluencer #hellpark #south park #south park edits #southpark #sp #tolkien black #clyde donovan

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joestvr · 6 months

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༺✮ atashi no kimyona jinsei // あたしの奇妙な人生 ✮༻

༺✮ summary: five years after the fall of diavolo, you, y/n romano, who was sent away to japan at 11 to further your studies—find the courage to come back to naples after living out your schoolgirl & gaijin university student facade in morio-chou to see how your clan’s worsened—as well as become the “donna” of your father’s gang, il terrore, while your older brother is the real leader behind the scenes, just using you as a front. with plans to murder your clan, you seek the particularly handsome young don of passione for friendship. with your tyrant father’s intervention, your friendship with the don turns to something you never saw coming.

★ 1 // il terrore ★ 2 // bella

You awoke that morning to something warm and large beside you. When you opened your eyes, you realized it was Vince sleeping soundly with you. You hit him.

"Vince!" You yelled. He flinched.

"Ugh, Y/n..."

"Get the hell out of my bed!" You took your pillow and started hitting him with it.

"Jesus, okay, I'm leaving..."

"How perverted are you?! Idiota!"

"Sorry!"

You sighed loudly and rubbed your face, getting up to take a shower.

You got out, fixed your hair, did your makeup, and put your outfit on.

You pulled on your black, leather Prada calf boots with a 3 inch platform heel. "Alexander!" You yelled.

"Alexander!"

No response. "Alexander!"

You screamed with annoyance. "Ughhh!"

You stormed out your room and into Alexander and Alima's. You could tell they were naked. "Ew!"

"Y/n!" Alexander woke up and shouted.

"Get up!" You said even louder.

"Shut the fuck up! Get out!" He pointed to the door.

★★★★★★★★★

Trish was sitting at the dining table with the gang eating breakfast when she heard her phone buzz, and she had gotten a text.

g morning, cant wait 2 c u. lets go out. xo y/n <3

She smiled to herself reading the text, typing her response.

morning babe, eating brkfast w the guys... will be hella hard to escape them agh! meet u in 25 @ plaza? xo trish.

She waited for your reply and her cell phone buzzed again.

omg v is such a piece of shit guess where i found him

She chuckled a little to herself.

in ur bed again? lmao he alwys wants 2 sleep w u

shut up! its not even funny anymre hes totally a douche. fking bozo i swr

She laughed a little more.

stfu hes ur bsf. cut him sum slack babe

ok i gtg... alx is yelling at me. c u in a bit x

x luv u bye

Her smile faded when she realized everyone had stopped eating from their plates and were looking at her dead in the eye.

"What?"

"Who were you texting?" asked Mista.

"Why do you care? Pipe down." She scoffed and rolled her eyes.

She rook her last sip of her coffee and stood up.

"Trish, where are you going?" asked Bucciarati.

"I'm going out."

"To see who?" questioned Fugo.

"My friend! What is wrong with all of you?"

"We just want to keep you safe, Trish, calm down." said Giorno.

"Too many scumbags walking the streets. You never know what could happen." mumbled Abbachio.

"Trish is not sneaking around with some guy, everyone. Please." Spice Girl suddenly appeared beside her, reassuring the group.

"Bucciarati, can I have some money?" Trish asked nicely, looking at him, puppy eyed.

"For what?" said Abbachio bitterly.

"I'm going shopping."

"Sure, Trish," he pulled out his wallet and gave her fifteen 10,000 lira bills, "spend it wisely. Have fun, be safe."

She snatched the money with a smirk. "I'll be back later." She kissed his cheek.

"Don't forget you need to be here to come with Giorno to see that guy with Il Terrore at 4!" said Fugo as she picked up her bag and walked out.

She arrived and stood in front of the Prada store, waiting for you.

When she spotted you, her face lit up with delight and she ran to you, jumping into your arms. "Y/n!"

You hugged her tightly and spun her around. "Trish!"

"I missed you so, so much, Y/n. You have know idea how things are without you. I'm so happy." She kissed your cheeks and you did the same.

"Your hair is so pink, and longer!" You ran your fingers through her hair, amazed.

"You haven't changed one bit. You look super sexy though." She grinned.

"Please, look at that body of yours! Too gorgeous."

She linked her arm into yours and walked into the Prada store.

"I saw this bag in a- a maga— a magajin- sorry, magazine."

"Your Japanese accent is insane now, Y/n. The Don will be amazed. Did you know he's half Japanese?" She said.

"No, he's not. I heard he has golden, flaming hair like the morning sun, and bright green eyes."

"That's true. He's really tall too, he grew so much since the first time I met him."

"How tall?" You were eager to know; you love taller guys.

"He was 170cm 5 years ago, now he's 195cm. Bulked up a lot since then."

"You're kidding! That's so hot!" You became happy.

"Ha. He's so handsome, every girl from every family wants to marry him."

"You don't like him?" You turned to her.

"Not at all, to be honest. He's like my brother."

"You're living with all those hot men and not interested in any of them? Huh." You raised an eyebrow.

She blushed and looked away, "Narancia, on the other hand..."

You gasped, "You have a crush!"

"He's so cute... like really cute."

"Zaaaaamn, I see you." You smirked.

"I guess. I want to buy this for Bucciarati, look." She picked up a black leather belt with the Prada Milano logo engraved on the buckle.

"Get it."

"Okay," she waved over an associate, "wrap these up for us, and send them to the front."

The person nodded and took the items you and Trish wanted to purchase to the register. You walked with her there and pulled out your money, but she did as well.

"Trish, please let me pay."

"No, Y/n, please let me pay."

"Trish."

"Y/n."

"Trish, let me pay."

"Y/n, I'm paying. End of story."

You rolled your eyes and put your money away, "Fine. You win."

She got the bags and handed one to you, smiling.

"Thank you, Trish."

"No problem, Y/n." She wrapped her arm around you as you walked together.

"Hey, why don't you give Vince a chance? I know how much he loves you."

"Ugh, as if!" You said, "I really tried, you know. His pride won't allow him to actually be committed to a relationship with someone like me. I love him a lot but I don't want anything long term."

"But if he wasn't the way that he was and he really wanted to haved something with you..." She raised her eyebrows.

"No, I wouldn't."

She furrowed her eyebrows. "Damn, okay then."

"But the thing is, I have to be married with a kid before 25," You frowned, "Guys don't like me."

"Girl, I can see at least 15 men looking at you as we pass by. Look, that guy riding a bike just crashed into a trash can, he's looking right at you." She laughed.

You looked over and saw a man laying in a pile of trash cans staring at you with bliss on his face.

"Yeah, but who's going to truly love and embrace me? With the way my mom was treated by my dad and how I was raised... I've lost all hope."

"I think you'll like the Don, Y/n. I think you'll really like him." She squeezed your arm and smiled at you.

"Sure I will..."

Trish looked down at her watch. "Look, it's already 3. I need to head back before everyone gets suspicious..."

You kissed her cheek again and nodded.

"See you later, Donna." She teased, waving then walking off.

★★★★★★★★★

You were sitting at your vanity, putting on lipstick when your stand, Cheri Lady decided to appear.

"Are you seducing him or making a deal with him? Yare yare... Such a temptress." She mocked you, crossing her arms and leaning against the wall.

You had gained Cheri Lady as a result of your mother's death 8 years ago, your father had stabbed you with a Stand Arrow in a sorrowful rage.

Cheri Lady can steal a stand and/or its ability with just one touch and can recall its power at any given time. For example, since you had once temporarily stolen a stand with a healing ability, you could recall the stand and heal yourself without a problem. But you mostly use her to induce hallucinations on enemies, which works without even having to take their ability.

Another thing your stand is capable of is extreme physical power... Think: Star Platinum meets Spice Girl.. Kind of.

As well as tremendous raw power, Cheri Lady benefits from your negative thoughts and give rude commentary about you and the way you live your life and constantly criticize you...But she only says what you think-- She's just a manifestation of your conscience.

"Damare, Cheri Lady." You touched up your eyeliner and powdered your nose a little.

"You look like a prostitute, Y/n, what the hell are you wearing?"

"Leave my sight!"

"Hmph, as you wish, Y/n-sama." She said sarcastically then disappeared into your body.

You checked the time, put on your shoes, and rushed downstairs. "Vince, Alima! Let's go!" You shouted, picking up your keys quickly.

They rushed downstairs and everyone was out the door. Vince was wearing all black suit with no tie, his chest showing through his unbuttoned collar shirt. You tried not to laugh at him.

Alima was wearing nearly the same thing as you except her shirt was red.

You could feel anxiety creeping up but took a deep breath, seeing the beautiful riverside view from outside the restaurant, and you spotted that golden blonde hair. You rushed over.

"Ciao, Don Giovanna. Romano Y/— I mean, Y/n Romano." You held out your hand, but a man with purple hair and lipstick blocked you from doing so.

Everyone gasped. You could see Trish standing beside Giorno warily.

She's... a woman?! Everyone thought in their minds.

"Abbachio, please," Giorno muttered. He scowled and moved.

You were taken aback at the Don's beauty. He was... gorgeous.

Giorno bowed slightly, taking your hand into his and kissing your knuckles, then gesturing for you to sit down. "Please, sit down, bella."

You smiled softly and sat down. "You've got quite the personal guard here, Don Giovanna."

"It's Giorno, but please, call me GioGio. Rolls off the tongue nicely, don't you think?" His charms and politeness were getting to you. You were allured.

"Alright then, GioGio..."

"Can I call you Bella?" He asked.

"Sure." You nodded.

"Get on with the deal already! I don't have all day." said Abbachio, irritated.

Giorno shot him a sharp glare.

"May I know the names of your men?"

"Trish is here too, you know." He pointed her out. "She's my best friend, like my sister."

"Hey, bitch." She scoffed fakely. Everyone gasped again.

"Hey, ugly." You grinned and she put a hand on your arm playfully.

"I'll ask later..."

"Anyway," he put his hand on the shoulder of a man with a bob cut, wearing an expensive suit, the belt Trish bought for him visible, "This is my consigliere, Bruno Bucciarati."

He looked down and kissed your hand tenderly, "Pleased to meet you, Donna."

You smiled. "How charming..."

Giorno felt a pang of jealousy in him, then spoke again, putting his arm around the one in the beanie, "My caporegime, Mi—"

"Guido Mista. Head of Execution. Didn't know there would be such a pretty face running Il Terrore. Bellissima." He pushed Giorno aside and kissed your hand. Giorno's face twitched.

Narancia pushed Mista and kissed your hand as well. "I'm—"

"Narancia Ghirga," You interrupted warmly, squeezing his hand.

"Eh? How do you know who I am?" He questioned.

You looked at Trish, then back at him and winked without a word.

Fugo quickly shoved Narancia aside, cursed at him, then bowed formally, taking your hand and kissing it. "Pannacotta Fugo. Head of intelligence. It's an honor to meet you, Donna."

"Wow! So polite~" You teased slightly, smirking. You pulled away and looked up at the purple haired man. He was just standing there, looking at you angrily.

You maintained your expression and looked up at him, holding out your hand. He crossed his arms, your charms clearly not working its magic on him.

You felt a little discouraged, retracting your hand then turning to Giorno again.

He swallowed dryly then spoke up. "S-So, may I know the names of your friends here as well?"

"Yes," you directed your hand to Vince, "Vincenzo Sayyid, my capo."

"Ciao." He said.

You then looked at Alima, "Alima Dokhtari, my sister in law. She runs the treasury and whatnot."

"Glad we can meet like this, Don Giovanna." She smiled polite.

"So, Bella, I just want to be up front... Are you sure you are willing to give me everything you've offered?" He asked tentatively.

You took a sip of wine. "Yes, would you like me to give or take a few rekuwiam— Excuse me, Requiem arowszu— Arrows? Sorry," You put your hand on your chest and cleared your throat, "Tasuketekure..." You muttered to yourself.

"Nihongo de hanishimasu ka? Sono accento..." He grinned.

Your eyes widened. "Kimi wa.. nihonjin desu..ka? Maji de?"

Bucciarati and others looked at each other with confusion at the sudden language change.

He laughed and shook his head, "Iyaa. Hafu desu. Boku no oka san wa nihonjin desu."

"Sou desu ne.. Subarashi desu. You don't look half Japanese at all." You were in awe.

"Haha, I get that a lot. Anyway, about the deal..." He went quiet as a waiter approached with the bottle of wine.

"Can I refill your glasses?" He asked. Giorno nodded and put out his glass.

"Sir, do you allow smoking out here?" You asked as he poured the wine in your glass.

"Yes, go ahead. I'll bring you an ashtray."

You took out a cigarette and stuck it in your mouth, Cheri Lady appearing for a split second to light it with a flick of her finger. You pretended to not notice.

Giorno was stunned. Bucciarati looked at the men beside him in shock.

You turned your head away and blew smoke out your mouth, mindful of Giorno.

"So, as I promised," you said, "your 10 million lira," Vince opened a briefcase and the cash was seen in there, "your stand arrows," another briefcase opened, showing the arrows.

Giorno, utterly appalled, could not find any words.

You were insanely beautiful. He was allured, enchanted. Blood rushed to his face and it reddened.

"GioGio?"

He snapped out of his daze and nodded, "Er, y-yes. Everything looks perfect, Bella."

"Are you sure you don't need anything else? I can add an extra 5 million—"

"No, I insist. You've offered more than enough. I'm grateful you are willing to give all of this to Passione." His expression lightened with gratitude.

"If that's what you wish." You said, taking a drag from your cigarette, holding it between your fingers.

He noticed your almond shaped nails were painted nearly the exact same red as the wine. Must reflect off of your personality...

"Can we please get to the topic we discussed, Giorno?" asked Fugo condescendingly.

"Uh... Yes." He said.

You looked at him with curiosity.

He cleared his throat and your eyes met. "There has been an issue in our community regarding traitors."

You abruptly coughed smoke out of your mouth. "I-I'm sorry?"

"Y/n, forgive me if I'm being insensitive, but there have been various punks caught with kilo after kilo of drugs claiming that they're from Il Terrore... and that you put them up to this."

Vince suddenly gasped loudly and yelled out, "What an outrageous claim! Y/n—“

"Vince!"

"Y/n, what is this absurdity?! No such thing is happening in—“

You breathed in shakily, trying not to lose your temper as you slammed your hand down on the table.

"Vince, if you don't get the fuck out of my face and let the Don talk, I'm going to punch you." You murmured calmly, looking away from him.

He backed away slowly and Alima scowled, grabbing his ear, pulling on it while hitting him.

You sighed, putting out your cigarette bud. You put a hand over your mouth with humiliation, then lit another cigarette.

"I'm so sorry about him, GioGio, he has no manners whatsoever," you inhaled, "But as for such claims... They are all completely false. Drug dealing of any kind has been prohibited since the founding of Il Terrore, even during my father's reign... and I'm sure you've heard of his tyranny."

Giorno was internally giggling and kicking his feet, he knew he was in love already. He was blushing and staring deep into your eyes.

"I do hope you'll believe me, Giorno."

He smiled wide and nodded, "Of course, gorgeous."

You cracked up a little as Abbachio smacked the back of his head.

"S-So, um, I was thinking..." His voice trailed, and he was turning red like a tomato.

"What the Don wants to say is we were discussing going on a mission early tomorrow morning to confront some people holding drugs in their storage spaces." Bucciarati continued, standing behind Giorno and putting his hand on his shoulder.

"Sure." You said, then stood up as he did.

"I'll see you tomorrow, GioGio." You smirked softly and leaned in to kiss his cheek.

Giorno was speechless as he watched you walk away.

#jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba #jojo #jojos #ok #giorno giovann #jjba giorno #giorno giovanna x reader #giorno x reader #giorno giovanna #jjba golden wind

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₊˚୭ paring: neteyam x metkayina!reader

₊˚୭ authors note: sorry this is super short 😞 my writing motivation is slowly disappearing lmao hope you guys still like it <3 not really proof read sorry.

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Shy | Chapter 7

“(Y/N), someone is here to see you. They are waiting outside the Marui.” Your mother's calming voice rings in your ears causing them to twitch up.

It was the next day and your body was still tired from the events that had happened the yesterday night, wounds still stinging with every inch you moved. “Who is it?” you asked out to her from your sleeping mat where you had been laying.

“The older Sully boy, he wanted to come to check on you…I’m letting him in” She told you. Blush covers your cheeks as you quickly sit up, wincing at your sore muscles before fixing your hair and top to look somewhat presentable, as if you had not been laying down all morning since the sun began to rise.

A shadow towers over you making your head look up and see Neteyam standing there, shyly waving hello before sitting down next to you.

“Hey, how are you feeling? I never got to see you after what happened last night…I’m sorry” Neteyam sighed while looking down at his hands resting in his lap.

He was worried sick yesterday when no one could find you, and on top of you missing Lo’ak was too which made him want to rip his braids out as he got yelled at by his father saying it was his fault because ‘as the older brother’ he needs to be watching over him.

As soon as the announcement was made that both of you had been found, it was as if a huge weight from his shoulders was lifted, he was finally able to take a breath and calm down.

Neteyam wanted to rush up to you first but before he got the chance he was pulled back by his mother back to their Mauri.

“I’m alright, there's no need to be sorry…the medicine that the Tsahik gave me stings pretty bad but I'm pushing through it,” You said while giving the boy a soft smile.

“No. You're my friend, I’m supposed to check up on you. That's what friends do.” His head lifts to meet yours as you see his eyebrows furrowed followed by a frown upon his lips.

Right. Friends. Of course, you were just friends… why every time he said the word it brought a sting to your chest as if telling you you wanted more.

You only just met the boy a couple of days ago and you already feel this way. ‘Oh Eywa please help me’ you thought. You must be getting sick or going insane to be thinking such things.

“friends..yeah..” You quietly mumbled under your breath, smile slightly faltering. “Sorry did you say something?” Neteyam asked as you quickly shook your head.

“I said thank you, anyways I should probably get out this marui, I think I need some sunlight… let's go?” You ask him as you begin to stand, offering your hand out to help him up, Neteyam smiles and gladly takes it.

“Mom! Neteyam and I are gonna go out for a bit if that’s okay,” You tell her as she turns around to look at both of you. “Yes that's fine, I trust Neteyam is a strong boy to keep you safe?” Neteyam blushes and nods his head.

“Of course ma’am!” Your mother smiles as she stares at Neteyam until her eyes trail down to your hands that were still clasped tightly together. She raises her head and lifts an eyebrow at you.

You stare back confused before looking down to see what she was looking at, Your eyes widen, and immediately try to pull your hand out from his tight grasp but he wouldn’t let go. “Neteyam?!” You whisper to him flustered quietly, while looking up at his taller figure.

“Come on let's go! I think I remember Lo’ak saying everyone was gonna go hand out at the beach Bye ma’am!” He yells to your mother and pulls you to follow behind as he walks to the entrance.

“You two have fun, and call me Auntie, Neteyam, I'm too young to be called ma’am!” Your mother laughs watching you two leave with a smile on her face. She had a feeling she’s gonna see the boy more often.

“Neteyam!” You yelp as your shorter legs try to keep up with his longer ones as he pulls you away, The calling of his name catches his attention which causes him to slow down and stop to look back at you. “Yes?” He says tilting his head innocently. “...Our hands…” You whisper to him holding them up, turning your head away to hide the blush growing on your face.

“I like holding your hands, is that okay?! I don’t want to make you uncomfortable Im sorry!” Neteyam rambles, loosening his grip to let your hand go. Your face darkened by his words but close your hand on his not letting his hand drop. “I…..I like holding your hand…too…”

Now it was Neyteyams turn to blush, he was taken aback by your words but smirked and holds your hand tighter, pulling you closer to his side. “Good, now let's go Syulang~” Usually you found the childish nickname annoying, but for some reason when it came from Neteyem you kinda liked it.

“I wish I’d been there, the ocean blessed you with a gift brother!” Kiri chirps with an excited grin. Everyone gathered around in a circle as you and Lo’ak told everyone the story. You sat between Neteyam and Lo’ak. “I thought it was weird a lone tulkun…” you pause in the middle of your sentence and stare at the ground with your eyebrows furrowed.

“(Y/N)?…” Neteyam asked with a worried tone, putting a hand on your shoulder. “Payakan…the tulkun had a missing fin…and he was alone…it was Payakan” You whispered and looked at the three other Metkayina’s as you all shared the same reaction, shocked with wide eyes.

The four sully kids looked at all of you guys confused. “Who’s Payakan?” Kiri asked face starting to turn into a frightened expression. “A young bull who went rogue…He’s outcast. Alone, and they say he has a missing fin.” Rotxo said weary. All the Metkayina people know the story of payakan and how dangerous he was.

But…he saved yours and Lo’ak’s life, so how could that be? Your mother did always tell you about payakan but even she didn’t believe he was bad. There was more to the story on what happened but as the story kept moving from one person to the other, next thing you know he was deemed dangerous and to stay away.

“They say he is a killer…” your ears point downward as a frown falls upon your lips. ‘If he was a killer why didn’t he kill us?’ “No no. You guys are wrong” Lo’ak told Tsireya while shaking his head. “He killed other Na’vi and tulkun, not here- but far to the south.. (Y/N) you should’ve known better.” Ao’nung scolds you while gently tapping your head.

“No he’s no killer, even ask (Y/N)! Tell them! He’s not a killer, he saved our lives!” Lo’ak spoke, getting frustrated when everyone was saying he’s wrong. They weren’t there so how would they know? “Lo’ak speaks the truth…he didn’t kill us!” You said softly while playing with your hands in your lap.

“Lo’ak, (Y/N)… you guys are lucky to be alive.” they just didn’t get it. “Tsireya-“ before you could finis Lo’ak cuts you off. “We’re telling you guys! He saved our lives. He’s our friend now.” The boy said while taking Tsireya’s hand hoping she would believe him.

You feel a tap on your leg and look up to see Neteyam smiling at you, while rubbing your shoulder. He then stands up and walks over to Lo’ak putting both hands on his shoulder.

“My baby bro, the mighty warrior who faced the killer tulkun and lived to tell about it huh!” Neteyam teased the younger boy with a grin.

Lo’ak pushed his hands off him and stood abruptly. “You guys aren’t listening to us.” He mutters before walking off. “We’re telling the truth you guys. Payakan isn't as bad as the stories.” You tried telling them again, they only brushed it off telling you, it was just a lucky chance.

“Well whatever happened, I’m glad you guys are okay” Neteyam said sitting back down next to you and nudging your shoulder teasingly, trying to bring your mood back up.

Everyone left, due to things they had to do. So now it was just you and Neteyam left. “Hey Neteyam…can I show you something? right now if the perfect time to see it too.” You ask him, standing up offering a hand which he happily took. “Lead the way syulang” Neteyam said lifting the hand he never dropped and kissed your knuckles with a wink that caused your face to flush.

“Alright, let’s go…” you blushed and pull his hand along to the water as you call in ilu, hopping on with him getting on behind you. You feel his arm secularly wrap around your waist that caused butterflies in your stomach.

You found yourself staring at the hand on your waist, getting deja vu. As if this was where you were meant to be this very moment, with Neteyam.

You decide to stay above the water to make it easier for Neteyam, both of you keep conversations going on the way. Laughing at the stories he told you about when Lo’ak snuck out one time and got in trouble, then you told him embarrassing stories about Ao’nung. Until a certain subject came up.

“So…what did you think of me when you fist saw me?” Neteyam asked you while looking down shyly. Your ears point up at the question. “Hm…I was scared…and I also thought you were cute but- wait! No!” Neteyam’s head shoots up surprised. “What did you say? Did I hear you right!?”

Nothing was said as you slowed the ilu down, “uhm…isaidyouwerecute” you quickly mumbled hoping that he didn’t hear you but drop it, while in thought you feel a hand on the tip of your chin turning it to look back at him.

“You know I notice something about you, whenever your shy or flustered you talk so quiet that I can never hear you. Can you repeat that for me please?” Neteyam asked you with a smug grin, noses close to touching if you moved even an inch.

“I thought you were cute…” you say looking into his eyes before quickly averting them. “Oh really?!” Neteyam moves a sliver close. “Can I tell you a secret?” A confused expression finds itself on your face as you lift your head up to stare at him.

“I thought you were beautiful when my eyes first landed on you.” The words caused your face to turn purple from blushing so hard as much as you wanted to pull away and jump off the ilu and swim away, you couldn’t find it in yourself to pull away from his touch.

Before the both of you could lean any closer varies sound of splashing caused both of you to pull away quickly and look in the direction of the sound.

“Oh look! It’s (Y/N) and Neteyam!” Rotxo called out with smile while waving from afar. You and Neteyam sheepishly smile and wave back. “Hey guys! What are you doing here?” Tsireya asked behind Rotxo on her own ilu.

You both look at each other trying to figure out what you were gonna say. “We’re you also gonna show Neteyam the spirit tree?” Tuk yelled out as her and Kiri pulled up behind Rotxo.

Well that went the surprise. “Uh yeah…it was supposed to be a surprise but…Surprise haha…I’m guessing that’s where you guys are going too?” You asked them while giving an apologetic smile to Neteyam. “Ooh is that where you were taking me?!”

“I’m sorry (Y/N)! Aw I ruined it…” Tuk pouted while looking down. “No! Don’t worry Tuk! I was just about to tell him so thank you!” Her pout disappears and a smile takes its place “really! Okay! Come on! What are we doing here” she says causing everyone to laugh.

“Alright let’s go then,” Tsireya says laughing, and dives underwater with everyone following shortly behind. You look back at Neteyam and smile, “hold your breath” you say and dive under following them.

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celabi · 1 year

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I feel like I should put a TW here but I don't know what terms to put specifically so I'll just say I talk a lot about the negative aspects to autistic special interests (specifically really intense ones since I feel like special interests don't get shown in this sort of light much even though it is absolutely an experience that comes with autism?) , mentions of dizzy spells, sleep deprivation, fainting, lack of eating (not intentional/not eating disorder related), overall bad living habits, meltdown mentions, minor mentions of self injurious self-soothing stims, honestly near the end this just becomes a word vomit of me obsessing over Scara with an autistic reader in general near the end because genshin and this man specifically have an absolute chokehold on my poor weak autistic ass and 90% may or may not be my personal experience lmao bye- I probably missed some TWs but like just know there's a lot- I don't know I am going insane lmao

Okay so I know the consensus headcanon wise with scummy Scara is that when it comes to the reader doing things or asking for things his spine is essentially the equivalent of a wet tissue some left on a counter and forgotten about but like- What if he were in a scenario where the reader doing whatever they want was an active detriment to their own health?

Like the main idea in my head since it's an issue I myself suffer with really greatly is like what if he was with an autistic reader who experiences extremely intense special interests and forgets to perform basic tasks like eating, showering or even sleeping as a result of their interest being so intense and unmanaged? Cause it's like on one end bro wants to be supportive towards them and their interest, especially if like they've mentioned that they bring up the thing so much because they're autistic and it's their special interest, no way in hell is bro gonna skip the chance to be seen as an ally to the reader in that sense. Bro would probably yell at the fucking sun like an absolute mad man for making everything so bright and overstimulating if his poor darling ended up being overloaded by it and had a meltdown- But on the other he's watching them develop intense dizzy spells and like seeing them struggle to take two steps to the couch or to a chair while dazed as hell and whenever it's brought up they're just "Oh it's fine, I was just up till 6 in the morning last night because I was doing something related to my interest-". Or like he'll ask them when the last time they ate a proper meal was and they'll just "Oh I forgot I had to do that" or "Well I ate a chocolate bar like a day ago so that should be fine right?" And bro is just internally panicking like "No that is not fine how are you even alive?????"

And it's like he can't just cut the interest out completely since it's basically integral for the reader to have their special interest fix daily otherwise it can be really detrimental to them mentally and he doesn't wanna put them through that distress but like it's not like he would be able to like introduce them to a healthier routine either since like Motherfucker does it look like he knows what a healthy routine is?

Like bro is literally just out here like

"Babe I love you and I'm glad you're passionate about something but please, please go to sleep it's almost 7 in the morning I'm worried" he says knowing full well he was probably playing Valorant or something and would probably end up pulling an all nighter- Don't question how he knows they were up, it's definitely not like he's monitoring them through some cameras he managed to set up in their room

"Sweetie please tell me you ate something yesterday- Wait what do you mean you skipped dinner last night???? No a packet of chips doesn't count, You're lucky I happened to bring some extra leftovers" yes he probably invited himself over to make them a proper meal tailored to their preferences after this 🥰

The reader has an incident where they end up fainting while doing basically nothing cause their body was just done and Scara's immediately invited himself over for the week just to make sure they don't have any other complications or episodes- Probably even offers to bathe with them just in case they end up fainting while in the bath or shower-

Also not related to the health negligence but still on the topic of him with an autistic reader I love the idea of him letting the reader like scratch and claw at his arm (he doesn't care since he already does it himself) whenever they're experiencing a meltdown just so they can like get the "self-soothing" from it without them doing it to themselves- Although he probably struggles with giving them space when they need it- Also bro probably feels so fucking bad in the early days of like learning how to help them out when they're having a meltdown when he finds out him constantly asking questions about what happened made it worse for them since they can't physically speak in that state and asking questions just draws their attention to that and makes them feel even more helpless and overstimmed than before- He had his heart in the right place though :(

And God forbid if anyone makes an offhand comment about the reader acting a little "weird " socially bro has a whole "Uhm actually they're autistic you dick-" essay ready to go even if the person was nice about it- Qnd God forbid they did mean to mock them, bro is immediately on offensive mode even though he'll probably end up getting his own ass beat-

He probably doesn't care if he has to help them cut their own food because they struggle with the actual motor function required to do it properly- He'll happily do it for them- If they're in public and he has to do it he doesn't care, if anyone wants to give him or god forbid his darling weird looks then they can mind their own fucking business- Maybe he'll have to remember that person for later, just to make sure they get the memo-

ALSO assuming he's also autistic (hahaha not me projecting myself on him at all lmao) the dynamic is just the "Me and the autistic bad bitch I pulled by also being autistic-"

I don't even know if this is comprehensible or if I've just gone insane lmao- I nearly fainted at work yesterday because I stupidly stayed up till 4 in the morning playing Genshin because I have yet to manage my intense special interest towards it yet and my brain is scrambled to all hell- No thoughts, head empty, Only Genshin and Scara with his autistic bad bitch reader-

Also tried to make this open for anyone else who has autism too but it's probably really heavily injected with my own personal experience because I don't know how else to like talk about those things so like- I tried to make it open but it's difficult-

👀👀👀👀 wow I loved this so much it’s so interesting <3333 he just he just he just 🥹🥹🥹 trying to help reader while also trying to help himself r ahhhhh ��bae go to sleep it’s 3 am” but he’s also awake and can’t sleep ahh in love. He’s always reminding you to do things he knows you would have looked past on, like showering and sleeping , and he’s no cook, but will whip up 5 course meals when he knows you haven’t been eating 🥺🥺

#anon #scummy scara :(

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strangerthingsstories5255 · 1 year

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Jealousy Jealousy. (R.B x fem!reader)

About: You and Robin have been best friends since you guys were in diapers. But you started having a small crush on her. It feels so wrong but so good at the same time…

Characters: Robin, Y/N, Steve, Nancy, Eddie.

WARNINGS: Swearing, Jealous!fem!reader, clueless!Robin, fear of rejection, Vikie being a slight bitch to Y/N, Robin going into protective mode for Y/N, not proof read, prob misspelling. (That's it i think)

A/N: Ok… So i love Robin/Maya Hawke and she was the reason i love girls lol, but i started brainstorming shit, and i came up with a reader who is jealous of Vikie. And i love turning good characters into assholes/prissy bitches sooo…. enjoy lmao.

1,575 words.

(BEFORE YALL TELL ME TO GIVE CREDS FOR THE GIF, THIS IS MY GIF!)

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“Hey Y/N, can you take my shift? I have to go do something.” Robin asks you. “Uh, where the hell is steve? I’m running his shift too. Rob, i dont know if I can run both of y’alls shifts. That's difficult…” you tell her. “I’ll call Steve, but please Y/N?! Vikie asked me out! And I don't wanna miss it.” She pleads. “Fine…” you finally give up. “You’re the best!” she yells as she runs out the door. You don’t know why, but you feel kind of…Jealous? As you’re lost in thought, Steve walks through the door. “Hey Y/N, Where's Robin?” he asks. “Hm?” you look up, “oh. She went on a date with Vikie.” you tell him. You accidentally said Vikie’s name with a weird tone in your voice, that Steve of course noticed. “And you’re not okay with it?” he questioned. “What? Of course i'm okay with it, she’s my best friend” you defend yourself. “Yeah right, I heard that tone when you said Vikei’s name. Why don’t you like Vikie?” Steve asked. “It’s not that I don’t like her, it’s the fact that- nevermind…” you quickly stop yourself. “No! No, you tell me what’s going on.” Steve pushes. “Fine! I have a crush on Robin! I’ve had a crush on her since we were 12, my crush on her has gotten worse! But I can't do anything about it! Y’know why?! Because I'm her best friend, and I'll always be her best friend and nothing more.” you tell Steve, and he looks shocked. “Well… Talk to her about it. Maybe she feels the same.” He suggests. “Doesn’t she tell you everything?” you ask, and he nods. “Can you ask her if she would ever date me? ONLY if she and Vikie arent dating. Please?” you beg. “Okay.” He says. Right after yours and Steve’s conversation, Robin comes into the store happy. Oh no… you think. “She wants another date!!” Robin says excitedly. “Oh..” you say, it’s all you can think of to say. “WE’RE happy for you Robin.” Steve said, with extra emphasis on the we’re. “Y/N? Are you okay? You look sick.” Robin asks, concerned.”y-yeah, im fine i just had bad food today…” the lie slips off your tongue. “Okay… well go home and get some rest, yeah?” Robin suggests and Steve agrees. “Yeah, that's a good idea.” you say.You tell them bye and leave.

As soon as you get home you start tearing up, why me?! You think. This feels like torture. You call Eddie to see if you can get some weed from him, “Why do you need it?” he asks. “It’s not important. Just give it to me please.” you tell him. “I usually charge $50, but since we’re friends, and you seem to really need it, I'll charge $25.” He tells you. “Thanks…” you tell him. After you took the weed and told Eddie goodbye, you went home and layed down.

You fell asleep on your bed, and you were sleeping well until your phone started ringing. “Hello?” you ask tiredly. “Hi!” It’s Robin… “Hey Rob, what’s up?” you ask. “So, I was wondering if you’d wanna come to movie night tonight?” she asked. “Uh- yeah, of course. What time?” you asked back. “Uhhhh. Hold on.” she says. “Dingus said it’s at 7:00. Don’t be late!” she said with a lot of energy before hanging up. You look down at your watch, the clock says 6:30. Shit you think. It’s a movie night, I need something comfy… You think, so you pick out a grey-ish green hoodie that Robin gave you 3 years ago for your 15th birthday, black leggings, and boots. You put your hair in a messy bun, and left.

You got to Steve's house around 7:10, but they didn’t care. As soon as you walked in, you saw Vikie and Robin sitting next to each other, go figure, so you went into the kitchen to make popcorn. To forget about your jealousy against Vikie, you counted how many times you heard a pop. At the 13th pop, you heard someone clear their throat, so naturally you turned around, and in the doorway was Steve. “So…uh did you talk to-'' he pauses, nodding his head toward the room Vikie and Robin were in. “No, I haven't. And I can't!” You whisper-yell at him. “Why not?!” he whisper-yells back. “Vikie is in there! I can’t do that to vikie or robin!!” you say quietly. “Fine.” He finally gives up. “Thank you!” you say and walk out of the kitchen and into the living room.

You sit next to Vikie, since Steve is sitting by Robin, and wait for Steve to start the movie. “So…Y/N, right?” Vikie asked. “Uh, yeah.” you answer, giving her a slight smile. “Robin talks about you. You guys are best friends, yeah?” She keeps asking questions. “Yes, yes we are. Is that an issue??” you ask. Vikie looks at Robin for a second, “No. Not at all.” She smiles. Then she leans in and whispers, “Don’t try anything. I heard you and Harrington in the kitchen. She’s mine and I’ve waited years for her, you’re not gonna take her away or I swear to god I’ll-” she got cut off by Robin asking if she was ok. Vikie nodded, and glanced back at you with an evil eye. You suddenly felt unnerved, and threatened. “I- I got to go to the bathroom.” You announce and stand up quickly. “Do you want me to pause the movie or-” Steve starts to say but you cut him off, “Nope! Keep it on. I don’t wanna make y’all wait a while…” you say as you run down to the bathroom and lock the door.

A couple minutes later, you heard a knock on the door. “Knock knock, it’s me.” Said the voice. You knew that voice anywhere. It was Robin. So you pretend to be sick. “H-Hey Robs, what do you need?” you say, while throwing some coughs in the middle of talking. “Oh. Do you feel well?” She asks through the door. “Uhm- no. i don’t feel well, tell Steve i'm running a fever, please” you say. “Of course!” she says, sounding worried about you.

Not even 5 minutes after Robin walked off, Steve knocked. “Can I come in?” he asks. “Mhm” you say. He opens the door and shuts it behind him, then he sits next to you. “What’s wrong?” He asks, worried. “I want to go home…” you tell him. “Why? What happened?” He throws questions around asking if you’re feeling ok, or if you’re hurt in any way. “Uhm- Vikie whispered something to me, and now i don’t know if i wanna stay…” You tell him about what she told you and how it made you feel. “What if she tells Robin?! Steve Vikie can ruin my friendship with Robin real quick. She heard us talking in the kitchen…” Your voice trails off. Little did you guys know, Robin was on the outside listening. She couldn’t believe that Vikie said that to you. But she also couldn’t believe that YOU liked HER. She felt like she was dreaming. She had a crush on you for years, but she could never imagine you liking her back, so she went after Vikie, in hopes to get rid of her crush on you, but it didn’t work. Robin was furious with Vikie. So Robin went up to her, “What were you thinking?! You can’t just threaten my friends!” Robin yells, so loud you and Steve hear it. “I- I don’t know what you’re talking about babe-” Vikie tries, but Robin stops her, “No! Don’t ‘babe’ me! I don’t like the fact that Y/N isn't in here with us, because you just had to start shit with her!” She yells. “It’s not my fault that she has a huge ass crush on you!” Vikie yells back. “What makes you think we’re dating Vikie?! We went on one date!” Robin says to her. Vikie looks shocked. “I- I thought-” Vikie can’t finish her sentence, because Robin keeps going. “No! I don’t date people who like being assholes to my friends! Espeically people who threaten my best friend! I’ve known Y/N way longer than anybody! So I have no issue kicking your ass out if it comes to her!” Robin says, still pissed. You walk out of the bathroom and Vikie looks at you like she’s gonna kill you. Robin catches this look and goes into protective mode, “Don’t even fucking look at her. She didn’t do shit to you.” This shocks everyone, including you. You’ve never seen her this protective. “You know what? Get out. I don’t want to see you around me or Y/N. Got it?” Robin asked. “But-” Vikie starts, “Get the fuck out!” Robin yells. And Vikie leaves. “Robin, why’d you-” you start to ask why she ruined her love life for you, but she stopped you before you could finish, “Do you really like me…Y’know more than a friend?” She asks. You nod, shyly. “Thank god! I’ve liked you for a while now, but I was so scared to tell you and-” Robin started to ramble, so you shut her up by kissing her. After you guys pulled away you looked into her eyes, “Well you have me now.” You smile at her. You two totally forgot where y’all were, until Steve asked, “Are we gonna finish the movie now, or what?”

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A/N #2: This is my first Robin fic... I hope it's at least decent lol. I tried.

#stranger things #jealous reader #robin buckley #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley x you

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