#also for a date...going to a park and just sitting on the swings and talking about life

[strangermarvelss]

strange love- e.m

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Female!Reader

Summary: eddie has a date, with someone who isn’t you. you’re less than thrilled about it

Warnings: ANGST, jealousy, unrequited love, eddie being clueless, cursing, mentions of vomiting, me knowing nothing about D&D (i’m sorry but it deserves a warning), eventual best friends!-to-lovers!

Word Count: 4.6k

A/N: alright y’all this is the imagine i had talked about a few days ago and as someone who loves these kinds of fics, i’m quite proud of myself. also i apologize for my lack of knowledge about D&D, eddie would definitely be disappointed, but i had a friend read it over and he thinks it makes sense so we’re going with it! i hope you all enjoy :)- sava

part two

“Well hello everybody!” Eddie exclaims, scaring half the Hellfire lunch table with his presence. You hear groans and curses fill the table as Eddie laughs at the reactions he pulled from his friends. You just sit in the seat that’s located on the left of his, laughing at his usual antics, but curiosity begins to strike when you take a look at Eddie.

His face is bright and shiny, his smile stretching from ear to ear as he sits down with his lunch, pulling out some pretzels to munch on. You take in the other details about him, how his hair looks actually kept up and how he doesn’t reek of his usual pot smell, but of…cologne? You had no idea who it was that was sitting next to you, but it sure as hell wasn’t Eddie Munson.

“What’s got you so happy today, Eds?” You ask, nudging him with your elbow. He flashes you a big smile, pretzel bits showing along with his pearly whites. He looks adorable as ever.

“Well I’m glad you asked, sweetheart. I, Eddie Munson, have a date tonight,” he announces. Your heart does a summersault at the nickname, his nickname he always uses on you, before you fully process the second part of his statement, making your breathing stop for a moment. What the fuck?

You didn’t make this fact known, but you were crushing on Eddie…hard. The two of you have been close since your middle school days, having really connected with his band Corroded Coffin playing at the school talent show and approached them afterwards to share your appreciation. It’s been history ever since.

But it wasn’t until your freshman year of high school when you started crushing on Eddie. You had been having a hard time at home due to your parents divorce, and your father winning full custody meant you moved into the same trailer park Eddie and his Uncle Wayne lived in, the two of you growing closer than before now that you only lived a few doors down. You and Eddie would spend most of your nights together anyway, and one particular night your freshman year, you felt these butterflies flutter around in your stomach as your head rested against Eddie’s shoulder watching Sleepaway Camp, your and his favorite movie that you’d watch at least once a month together. Since that day you had kept your feelings hidden from him, not wanting to ruin things between you and your best friend. You thought the pain of not having him in your life at all outweighed the pain of being stuck in love with him, and that was a fight you’d be willing to battle.

“W-what? W-with who?” You ask, trying to cover up your slight stutter with a cough.

“Okay so you remember our latest show at the Hideout? Well with more and more people starting to show up as of recently, we’ve been getting some fans. And this girl, her name is Shirley, gave me her number and I thought ‘What the hell?’ and rang her up yesterday,” he explains to you and everyone at the table, the freshman not being able to help their curious little selves. 

“That’s cool Eds,” you reply back, trying with all your willpower to remain neutral and shove the emotions you were actually feeling down deep inside.

“Yeah. We’re actually hanging out after Hellfire. She even said she might swing by, she’s been curious about the game a little. At least, that’s what she told me,” he tells you, causing you to drop your fork and look at him. He shoots you a weird expression at your reaction.

“Oops, sorry. But uh, I thought you weren’t allowing non-members into the meetings anymore?” You ask, your eyebrow raised.

“That’s true, but, as Dungeon Master, I’ll make an exception this one time. Who knows, maybe she could become an honorary member. She’s really cool, Y/N. You’d get along with her great,” he tells you as he clasps his hand on your shoulder. 

“I seriously doubt it,” you mutter lowly, hoping your close proximity to Eddie didn’t allow him to hear. As if a saving grace occurred, the lunch bell rang and you jolted up from your seat, collecting your trash. You could see Eddie eyeing you from your peripheral. One thing there is about Eddie, he’s observant as hell. You’d usually applaud and commend it, but in cases where you were trying best to hide your feelings, you absolutely hated it. Sometimes you wondered how you were able to get away with him not knowing how you truly felt, but all the more relieved that he didn’t.

“Hey sweetheart? Is everything okay?” He asks you. You quickly turn to him with a slight smile and nod, before rushing towards the trash can that sat behind him.

“Yep, all good. Just gotta go tend to some newspaper stuff. I’ll see you at Hellfire!” Your words moving as fast as your legs as you bid the table goodbye until your meeting tonight, practically sprinting towards the newspaper room, where you’d spill your feelings to one Nancy Wheeler in your secluded gossip corner.

Nancy was one of the only people who knew about your crush on Eddie. The two of you have been super close since you started high school, and even more so with all the shit that’s happened with the Upside Down that started when the two of you were sophomores. Plus, with her brother now joining the Hellfire Club, she asked you to keep an eye on him, especially with everything that’s already happened in Hawkins, but you really didn’t blame her for that.

Stumbling down the hall with your backpack sliding off your shoulders, you open the doors to the newspaper room and see Nancy’s head pop up from her collaborating with Fred. You walk down the stairs calmly while giving her a pleading look, nodding your head towards the corner the two of you have your major discussions at. She gives you a small nod before returning to her conversation with Fred.

You unpack your bag and begin working a bit on the paper while you wait for Nancy. You were trying your best to remain calm, focussing on your breathing so you didn’t get worked up more than you were when you started talking with Nancy. Your mind had a habit of working against you, running a hundred miles a minute coming up with the absolute worst scenario of every situation you encountered. You didn’t need to be thinking doubtfully about your friendship with Eddie, but you physically couldn’t help it.

How could Eddie have a date with someone and not tell you sooner?

The two of you were best friends, he always told you when something great happens to him immediately after, and you do the same with him. Living just a few doors down, you had that luxury of always being near the person when you celebrate your wins, or comfort one another in your losses. So him keeping this from you until the next day? It definitely hurt, in more ways then one, and you didn’t quite understand it. Would you still be upset about it? Absolutely, so that bit didn’t matter much. You just wanted to know why. Why he’s choosing to date someone now, after being single for so long. Why he-

“Hey, I’m here. Sorry, I was working with Fred on the basketball story,” Nancy tells you, pulling you out of your zoned-out state.

“No worries,” you say, your voice residing somewhere distant. You feel a slight kick come from under the desk, prompting you to look down for a second, before bringing your eyes up to see Nancy, who shoots you a look of concern. Nancy too, was very observant, from what you’ve seen over your friendship the past three, nearly four, years. The people you surrounded yourself with the most were some of the most observant people in Hawkins, which was both a blessing and a curse. You sigh, turning slightly closer to her, ready to confess.

“Eddie has a date tonight,” you whisper softly. You watch her jaw open, as shocked as you were. At least, hoping in the same sense that you were, and not in a negative way. You never really knew about Nancy’s stance on Eddie, whether she liked him or not. The way you talk about him all the time you would think she’d be sick of it all, but never stopped you from spilling your secrets out to her.

“No way! With who?” She whisper-yells, scooting closer to you. You watch over her shoulder at Fred and some others looking your way, so you fake working on a spread, signaling Nancy to do the same.

“Some girl that came to their gig at the Hideout on Tuesday. I didn’t see it so it must’ve been when I went to the bathroom,” you continue to tell her while fake focusing on the piece of paper in front of you. Your entire demeanor suddenly became deflated, saying it aloud and hearing it from yourself. All becoming so real.

“That’s crazy. Are you okay, Y/N?”

“No, but what can I do about it? He and I aren’t dating, so I have no room to say who he can or can’t date,” you answer. You peak over at her and see her looking you dead in the eye, to which you couldn’t blame her. Even you didn’t believe what you were saying.

“Yeah, I know. He said she might stop by Hellfire, and, Nance, I have no idea how I’m supposed to get through the meeting tonight if she’s there,” you tell her. She reaches out and squeezes your hand and you give her a tight-lipped smile. 

“Hey, if you think it’ll help, I can pick you up from Hellfire tonight and we can chill at my house for a sleepover. Junk food, distractions…I can even invite Robin and see if she’ll pick up some tapes after her shift at Family Video tonight,” Nancy suggests. You eyes widen in excitement and nod, truly needed a night where you don’t talk or think about Eddie. Just a night with your girls.

“That would honestly be the best, thank you Nance,” you tell her. She flashes a warm smile your way and scoots a bit away from you.

“Perfect. I’ll pick you and Mike up at 9 after I get Robin from her shift, if she’s free. It’ll be fun,” you tells you. You agree and continue working on your spread, excitement flowing through your body at the thought of a fun night ahead, even with the dread buried in the pit of your stomach at the thought seeing Eddie tonight at Hellfire with a woman at his side. A woman that wasn’t you.

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Running down the halls and towards the room behind the theater, you look at your watch and try to pick up the pace. You had lost track of time in your efforts in avoiding Eddie by doodling some drawings in the sketchbook that you kept on you at all times, which in turn made you late to Hellfire, something you never did. But in your defense, you usually had Eddie giving you a ride to and from the meetings. Today was not like the rest. Walking through the threshold of the meeting room, you give yourself a few moments to catch your breath.

“Sorry I’m late, I-“ you began to say, but were interrupted by giggling coming from Eddie’s throne. You see a girl with strappy heels and a short, short dress leaning against it playing with Eddie’s brunette fringey curls. That must be Shirley.

“Oh good, you’re here. We almost started without you,” Dustin exclaims, his goofy smile appearing on his face.

“Yeah, I doubt it,” you tell him, throwing your bag in the seat closest to him and ruffling his hair, him protesting and swatting at you in return. You notice out of the corner of your eye Eddie giving you a confused look, then looking towards your usual seat, which remained empty. It was no secret that you had your own seat in Hellfire, right next to the Dungeon Master himself, but today, you knew it was best to keep your distance. Didn’t want to interfere with his date and all. 

“Alright, now that everyone’s here,” Eddie pauses, giving you a look. You chose to just look at the table in front you to avoid eye contact. “Lets start.”

Dustin is the first to roll the dice, and everyone around watches as the campaign for the week begins. You try your best to pay attention to the game in front of you, but keep getting distracted by the amount of giggling coming from Eddie’s throne, due to himself and Shirley. They were acting like those couples you and Eddie would make fun of in the halls that were practically fucking in the halls of Hawkins High, and you’d always make fake sick sounds as you passed by them. Now that he’s acting those same people right in front of you and the rest of the club, you felt yourself growing sick, for real this time. 

You stood to the side as you watched Shirley climb in Eddie’s lap, draping herself all over him and her lips ghosting over his ears as she whispers little things in his ears, and the reactions he gives to her words make you want to punch a wall. Not in anger, but in jealous. The green eyed monster had awoken inside you, and you felt yourself getting riled up at the thought of them continuing this act throughout the rest of the meeting. The worst part of it all? You knew this isn’t where the night ended for them, and you could only imagine what other kinds of plans they had up their sleeves.

“Y/N, you’re up,” Mike whispers to you, snapping you out of your small jealousy-induced trance. You take the dice from Gareth and shake the dice in your cold hands a few times, before tossing them on the table.

6.

You didn’t have enough health to pull any big moves. No luck to play the hero tonight. You sigh and slump your shoulders as the rest of the group lets out an annoyed groan. You were completely off your game for the night and you knew with how observant the club was, they could tell. But luckily for you, they didn’t press you about any issues you may be having. 

“What’s your move, Lady Y/N?” Eddie asks you, his smug look making your skin crawl. Usually his dramatics during the game always wowed you and you’d join in, but it was hard to take in anything he was saying or doing with the leech that was attached to his hip.

“I…retreat,” you say, taking a step back from the table and Mike is quick to take the dice and roll for himself in order to save the campaign. You walk over to the seat you set your stuff in and take the sketchbook out you’d been busy with before the meeting and begin to draw.

“Do you know where the closest bathroom is, rockstar?” you hear Shirley ask. You mentally groan.

“Sure thing. Y/N, can you show her where it is?” Eddie asks, turning to you. You place your sketchbook back in your bag and stand from your chair. Flashing Eddie a fake smile, you nod and begin to walk towards the door, the sound of Shirley’s heels clicking behind you filling your ears.

The halls are quiet as you make your way to the bathroom around the corner. 

“So you and Eddie, you’re best friends right?” Shirley asks you as you continue your journey to the bathroom.

“Yep, since middle school,” you answer.

“Oh that’s cool! I’m gonna be honest, I was a little worried when Eddie told me he had a girl best friend. I always think guy girl friendships are weird and don’t last. They usually always end up dating in the end or ending the friendship because one likes the other, and the other doesn’t feel the same way. At least, that’s how I see them,” she rambles. You slowly nod and point out the bathroom, her thanking you and doing a fake little run inside.

Pressing your back against the wall outside the bathroom, you can’t help but think on the words she said, the thoughts of you and Eddie ending your friendship lingering and seeping into every fiber of your body. It’s the exact reason you kept your feelings deep down and hidden, but would that work out in the end? Are you putting yourself through the pain and heartache for nothing?

The bathroom doors opens once more and she comes out.

“Thanks for waiting for me. I’m really excited to hangout with Eddie after your club ends,” she tells you. 

“What exactly do you two have planned?” You ask, your curiosity getting the best of you. Part of you didn’t want to know, but your brain was screaming at you to find out.

“Nothing special. We’re gonna go back to his place and hangout, maybe smoke some. He also mentioned something about watching a movie…Sleepaway Camp? Have you heard of it?”

You froze.

Did she really just say that?

She stops and turns to you, giving you a look of concern. You felt the world around you starting to spin, the feelings from everything starting to come up.

“I-um, I’m sorry, but I-I’m not feeling too great right now. The theater’s in there, but I’m gonna go outside and get some air. C-Can you tell someone to bring my stuff out to me when everything ends?” You ask, your voice shaking as you lean against the wall for support. She gives you a nod and scurries inside the theater, leaving you to bolt out the doors of the school and towards the parking lot. 

You bent over and held onto the railing by the stairs that spilled out into the parking lot, convincing yourself you needed to wretch. The feelings clouding your brain were mixed, swirling together in a nasty mixture that you weren’t sure how you’d describe to Nancy and Robin. The feels of hate and sadness blurring the lines and becoming one as you stood outside, wishing you had your jacket to protect your from the harmful feelings and the cool March temperature. 

Sitting on the stairs with no luck on spewing your guts out, you let out a sigh and hug yourself in a pathetic attempt to warm up a bit. Your body grew cold rather easily, something that was always an issue, but the solution, or rather the two, were inside. You kept your jacket on you at all times, even despite the temperature being hot, because you never know when you might need it. In the event you forgot your jacket, Eddie would either lend you one of his, or just wrap himself around you, rubbing your arms with his big ring-clad hands to get you in a good place. You always welcomed that comfort. It felt nice being so close to him, even if he may not feel the same.

Your pity party is interrupted by a car pulling into the lot and parking right by the stairs. As the window rolls down, you see Robin pop her head out in a cheerful manner, but soon her features soften when she takes in your sour expression and sad body language. 

“What happened?” Nancy asks from the driver seat. You rise to your feet with a sigh and walk over to the car, leaning inside through the window.

“More like what didn’t happen,” you respond, shaking your head and shrugging. 

“Did that girl show up? Nancy filled me in on everything when she picked me up, so I have a ton of movie choices for tonight,” Robin rambles.

“Yeah she showed up. And they were being gross and lovey-dovey all night. Made me want to puke,” you explain. You feel Robin’s hand touch yours in an attempt to comfort you, to which you place your other hand on top of hers and give it a pat.

“And what prompted you to be out here instead of inside?” Nancy asks. 

“Well first off-“ you begin, but hear laughter coming from behind you as the school doors open. You turn and see everyone laughing and walking together, the meeting drawing to an end for the week and you let out a soft sigh. Everyone goes in different directions, with Jeff, Gareth, and Dustin going off in one direction, Eddie and Shirley going towards their van, and Lucas and Mike coming towards you guys. Mike nor Lucas had your bag in their hands, which made you worried that you’d have to go all weekend without your supplies and homework.

“Wait, Y/N, where’s your stuff?” Robin asks. You shrug your shoulders and turn to the side, Eddie standing by Nancy’s car. You see his unreadable demeanor comes closer to you, his eyes fixed on yours as he holds out your bag to you. Taking it, you sling it over your shoulder and slide over as he kept walking closer to the window you once hung out of.

“Wheeler, you might if I borrow Y/N for a sec before you take off?” He asks. You watch Nancy nod and Eddie leads you over away from her car, out of ear shot of both Nancy and that crew, and Shirley, who’s waiting at Eddie’s van. You both just look at each other for a moment, you not really knowing what to say.

“Thanks for grabbing my-“

“What’d I do?” He asks you, his voice sounding neutral. You look towards the ground and swing back and forth on your feet for a moment, trying to think of a reasonable excuse for your behavior today.

“Nothing,” you reply, your eyes glued to the ground.

“You can’t even look at me, Y/N,” he says, looking down to try and catch your eyes. You let out a huff and look back up at him, trying to get this conversation over with, which was something you never wished with Eddie.

“There’s nothing wrong, okay? I promise,” you tell him. Now it was his turn to huff, added with a kick to the ground. You could see that you’re irritating him, and if you were him, you’d be irritated as well. But today was not your day, you just needed time away from him and try to bury the feelings you had towards him even further down. Take the weekend and recoup. Not to mention, his date was merely a hundred feet away and waiting for him to go back to your place and watch a movie together. Your guys’ movie.

“Y/N, please, I know you better than anyone. Can you please ju-“

“Eds! Are we going soon?” Shirley yelled from the van.

Ouch.

She just used your signature nickname for him.

What else did they plan on taking from you today?

“Soon sweetheart, I promise,” Eddie yelled back.

Double ouch.

Now he was using your signature nickname.

“You know what Eddie, just go, she’s waiting on you. Have fun watching Sleepaway Camp,” you tell him. Shit, why’d you just say that.

Your mind was starting to think before your mouth, the feelings that have been brewing the entire day bubbling to the surface and taking over the part of your brain that had rational thinking. That green-eyed monster was started to show her true colors. You turn on your heel and begin to take off towards Nancy’s car, when you feel Eddie grasp your wrist, stopping you.

“Wait, Y/N, how’d you know we were watching Sleepaway Camp? Did she tell you that?” He asks. You sigh and shift towards him.

“Yeah, we talked in the hall. But it’s not big deal Eddie, just go,” you say, not understanding why he was so determined to make things right between the two of you right now? Yeah, the two of you hated leaving things in a bad place, but you never pressed him about anything he was super upset about or just didn’t feel like talking about, and usually he was the same with you. Maybe today was not destined to be in the cards for you after all.

“You’re jealous,” he says matter-of-factly. You scoff and cross your arms, trying to add another layer of defense between you and your fragile heart that was about to break loose with all these feelings. You were starting to lose your resolve, and you weren’t sure how much longer you’d be able to hold yourself together.

“I am not jealous!”

“You are totally jealous! Jealous that I’m spending time with someone, a girl, who isn’t you. Don’t worry, Y/N, you aren’t being replaced, I’ll always make time for you,” he tells you, thinking he’s helped, when really, it only hurt more. Like he thought he’d have to pencil you into his life.

“It’s not that Eds-“ you begin to say, but his laugh cuts you off.

“Then what is it then? You mad you don’t have a ride? Or-or-or upset that we’re watching Sleepaway Camp?” he pesters you. You could feel yourself getting really worked up and uncomfortable, wanting to just jet off to Nancy’s car and ride far away from this conversation.

“Oh wait, do you like me or something Is that it? Do you have a big ol’ crush on me?” He asks mockingly, making you freeze. “Just tell me what’s wrong Y/N, please.”

You hesitate.

Fuck.

You. Fucking. Hesitate.

“N-no, I don’t have a crush on you,” you say, brushing it off with a weak laugh. You see Eddie himself freeze, looking at you with a deadpan expression. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

“Wait, Y/N…you have a crush on me?” he asks. That was definitely an understatement. You swallow down a breath that wasn’t able to escape, your body beginning to shake in fear.

You see the way his entire demeanor changed when he realized. The dramatics you so desperately loved stopped all together, replacing it with a scared look. Scared that it’s true and he had to let you down? Scared that he didn’t feel the same way? Scared it was you, of all people? That familiar feeling of wanting to throw your guts up began to boil in the pit of your stomach, your chest tightening as you continued to stare Eddie down like a dear caught in headlights, the silence booming throughout the parking lot. You couldn’t handle this, not tonight. You’ve already had the shittiest day possible, you need to escape before you lose your best friend forever.

You take off in the opposite direction, towards Nancy’s car as you hear Eddie calling after you. The tears were brimming your eyelids, desperate to fall and let every emotion you’ve been bottling up all day to come out in a flood. You open the car door and hop inside, practically shoving Mike in the middle.

“Drive Nance,” you say, shooting them a pleading look.

“Wait, Y/N, what happened?” Robin asks.

“Nancy, can you please drive away, now,” your voice raising as you plead. Nancy responds by changing the gear and stomping her foot on the gas pedal, making your escape out of the parking lot and away from Eddie Munson, who you can see still standing in the empty lot watching you leave. You let out a shaky breath as you turn and face out the window, hot tears rolling down your cheeks and sobs racking your body as you all make the journey to the Wheeler’s house.

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[lueurjun]

enemies to lovers with soobin.

soobin x reader! in which a single misunderstanding sparks years full of dislike on both ends—or so you assume. enemies to lovers but it’s mainly idiots to lovers really. soobin x reader. i am literally starting to run out of ideas and it’s now 7 am and i haven’t slept but we move — pls cut me some slack if this one is bad. i am in the trenches rn. it’s also really long, i got carried away … my bad

reading the title probably made you giggle

because how on earth could anyone have beef with choi soobin?

the 6ft tall human embodiment of the word cosy

well, the thing is, you don’t actually hate soobin

it’s okay to admit it if you do, it’s not like imma jump you or anything hehe 🔪😐

for legal reasons that was a joke

so now you’re probably all like ‘but soobin would never hate me! he’s too soobin to hate anyone’

and you’d be correct because he actually doesn’t hate you

id jump him too. let that lanky mf admit he hates you and watch how fast i gather the crew ( my crew is the ninja turtles )

somehow, the two of you started this whole fiasco of believing that you hated each other

this dated back to when the two of you were starting high school and ended up falling in with the same group of friends

everything was fine at first and there was no beef with you and soobin

until one fateful evening when the group decided to hang out at the park

squad goals if you ask me. friends that go down the slide together, stay together trust me 🤞

everything had been running smoothly

aside from the fact that beomgyu almost got stuck inside a swing

after his panic attack and yeonjun had stocked up his camera roll with videos of the incident, beomgyu managed to be freed

thank you to taehyun who managed to yank him out

lord and saviour taehyun. saving beomgyu’s since he was in nappies 💪

after the whole ordeal, you sat next to soobin to gossip about how idiotic your friends are

and neither of you had realized just how close you were sitting

until one of your friends so generously pointed it out

fucking little tell tale RAT

which of course sent the rest of the group into a spiral of hoots and hollers

that then lead to the shipping and ‘oh you guys would be so cute together!’ comments

and they wouldn’t be wrong because you and soobin were actually a lot alike

the two of you shared common interests and could talk for hours about nothing

he was easy to talk to and that’s one of the things you liked about him

so, perhaps you didn’t mind the comments

oooooh not you crushinnnnn 😏 y/n and soobin kissin in a tree- sorry

in contrast, soobin’s expression was far from pleased as his gaze flickered from the group to taehyun and then to you, who stood with your eyes focused on the ground sheepishly

“what? i don’t like them. like at all. we’d be hideous together.”

record scratch. moment ruined

of course, he hadn’t meant for it to sound so harsh

and he felt exceptionally bad when he saw your face fall

making matters worse, your friends quickly fell into an uncomfortable silence, the tension in the air so thick you could practically feel it

oh well done! gone and made it all awkward now

from then on, you kept your distance from him

you were hurt by how disgusted he seemed at the idea of dating you

i would literally die for you. bruno mars would catch a grenade for you? jump in front of a train? nah bitch. i’d let a thousand bullets shoot me just because you you asked me to. i’d even step on lego for you-BEAT THAT SOOBIN #imromantic #imbetterthanhim

of course, you didn’t hate him

you could never hate him because he’s damn near impossible to hate

but soobin was unaware, believing his comment had shifted your opinion of him

he wanted to apologize, but you made effort to avoid him at all costs

so, he gave up and just decided to let it be because he wasn’t going to harass you into accepting an apology

which meant he also started avoiding you

so naturally, you assumed he now hated you

both of you jumping to conclusions higher than fuckin snoop dogg at this point-

whenever the friend group would hang out, the two of you would keep your distance

if someone made a comment about said distance, the pair of you just shrugged it off and changed conversation

you kind of just started to co exist

and this went on for quite some time and by some time i mean… the rest of high school

it wasn’t until you were a year into college did the misunderstanding finally get revealed

yeonjun had arranged for a mini reunion since you all hadn’t had much time to hang out in your separate lives

sure, you saw each other a lot but it wasn’t nearly as frequent and the groupchat had kind of died down

the meeting spot just so happens to be the same park where soobin crushed your soul that night

and for a moment, you considered not going

ha pussayy……..i am so sorry

but something deep inside tugged at your heart, and a gentle whisper echoed in your mind, encouraging you to go

so you did

the catchup was nice, and the group reminisced on high school memories

one of them being when beomgyu got stuck in the swing

and that topic opened up a can of worms

“wasn’t that the night that y/n started despising soobin?”

kai had bluntly pointed out, laughing along with everyone else

except, you weren’t laughing

them: 🤣 you: 😐

“despising soobin? i never despised soobin?”

everyone looked at you as though you had grown three heads

because what? what do you mean you never despised him?

“yes you did? when he made that comment about the pair of you being hideous together? you two stopped talking after that…”

after taehyun’s statement, you turned to soobin who looked just as confused as everyone else

“i didn’t hate soobin… soobin hated me?”

you had never seen anyone laugh as hard as the boys in that moment

kai was almost purple

not him almost cosplaying violet beauregarde from charlie and the chocolate factory

with all of them unable to breathe from laughing so much, you prodded soobin for an explanation

“well… after i made that comment, you kinda stopped talking to me and when i was going to apologize, you avoided me so i assumed you hated me and thought it was best to leave you alone…”

oh.

okay.

so you spent your last moments in high school believing that he disliked you

and he didn’t?

mhm. that’s fine. okay. yeah.

beomgyu, who was finally calm enough to speak, pointed between you

“wait… so… you didn’t hate him?”

and you shook your head

“i was hurt at first and needed some time but i didn’t hate him? i could never. it was quite the opposite really”

yeonjun let out a low whistle.

“perhaps we should leave you guys to talk this out.”

beomgyu gasped. “no? absolutely not! it’s just getting good.”

someone get beomgyu some popcorn

he was hastily yanked away with the group, leaving you and soobin alone in the spot where the miscommunication first took place

you could still hear beomgyu’s cries of protest in the distance

it was silent between the two of you for a brief moment

neither of you really knew how to start

until finally, the curiosity overwhelmed you and the silence was broken

me and the silence are the same fr 😔

“why was the idea of dating me so repulsive to you?”

soobin was stunned by the bluntness of your question, his face conveying surprise.

“i-i really wasn’t.”

“then why did you act so disgusted?”

grill him bae! like he’s a steak! grill him!

soobin looks perplexed for a moment and then his phone dings

you almost can’t believe the audacity of this man as he pulls out his phone to check the text

and then, his shoulders slump and he slides the phone over to you which displays a notification from taehyun

‘tell them the truth, i don’t mind.’

huh?

“taehyun had a crush on you back then… he had confided in me and i didn’t want to upset him…”

taehyun had a crush on you?

not you collecting txt like infinity stones

your head was starting to pound

“why didn’t he ever tell me?”

soobin shrugged. “i think it was just a passing crush. he started liking someone else a couple months later.”

thinking back, there was a period of time where taehyun had acted different towards you

you had noticed his lingering gazes and ignored them, chalking them up as nothing significant

and suddenly, his silence during the teasing made a lot of sense

“so… you weren’t repulsed by me?”

soobin shook his head, now looking rather shy

“it was quite the opposite. i’ve always found you quite spectacular.”

spectacular 🤓

“i’m really sorry for avoiding you.”

“me too, and im especially sorry for acting repulsed by you… though if you’d let me, i’d love to make it up to you?”

soobin was timid, his shoulders hunching as the words nervously slipped out of his mouth

you cheeks burned, but you tried to rein in your hopefulness, the last thing you needed was another miscommunication

“how would you do that?”

“well, i’d love to take you on a date if you’d let me… and then many more after that if you’ll have me.”

his question strikes a chord deep within you, instantly soothing away the torment of the past and restoring a spirit of hope that maybe you could be something more

in that moment, the october breeze felt like a scorching wave of lava, scorching your skin

“i think i’d really like that.”

#tomorrow x together #txt #soobin #choi soobin #txt soobin #kpop #txt x reader #txt headcanons #txt fluff #txt enemies to lovers #txt idiots to lovers #txt scenarios #txt imagines #txt reactions #soobin x reader #soobin headcanons #soobin fluff #soobin scenarios #soobin imagines #soobin enemies to lovers #soobin angst #soobin idiots to lovers #kpop headcanons #kpop x reader #kpop fluff #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop enemies to lovers #kpop angst #kpop idiots to lovers

[perfectsunlight]

𝐲𝐞𝐣𝐢 — 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫!𝐲𝐞𝐣𝐢 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

✰ yeji is the star of the football team and EVERYONE knows that. this girl is hands down the cornerstone of the team

✰ but everyone also knows you're dating THE hwang yeji as well ;)

✰ before you met her, you alr knew of her reputation. yeji was js like the rest of the football team; a major asshole

✰ she wasn't as bad as her teammates, but she was def the one with the loudest mouth tbh

✰ hell she even argued with her COACHES at some points. this girl js does not like it when things don't go her way

✰ the first time you met was bc she parked in your spot by accident. she wasn't gonna move her car until she saw you walking up to confront her abt it tho...

✰ you pointed a finger in her face, an angry pout on your lips as you explained to her how you were late to your classes bc of her

✰ however...she wasn't listening to a thing you were saying tbh LOL

✰ you were just so goddamn pretty, even when you were yelling at her in the middle of the school parking lot

✰ needless to say she went from asshole yeji to lovesick yeji

✰ immediately apologized and moved right that second, but not before leaving her number on ur windshield ;)

✰ "i'm sorry again. let me make it up to you this weekend at dinner? xxx-xxx-xxxx :)"

when you're at school:

✰ yk how there's those yearbook superlatives with "best dressed", "best eyes", "best laugh", etc? you two take the cake for best couple

✰ you two don't show massive pda during school hours. the most you two do is hold hands or you holding onto yeji's bicep

✰ whenever you're getting out of class, she's waiting for you to walk you to your next one

✰ she's just a big sweetheart who doesn't care if she's late to her own class for walking you across campus to yours LMAO

✰ you and yeji sit in your separate groups of friends during lunch, but you two alw sneak glances at each other from across the courtyard

✰ getting a text immediately after yeji catches you staring that says "meet me in the bathroom" ;)

✰ she alw insists on a quick makeout session just before the bell rings so she can have you all to herself, even js for 5 mins

✰ oh and good luck if you have a class with her 💀 she's gonna be passing you notes from across the aisle, throwing things at you, winking at you, etc.

✰ she's the best distraction tho so you can't complain too much, esp since she's just so pretty

✰ sometimes yeji is in a bad mood bc of a bad game or practice, and she really js needs some space

✰ but she will never and i mean NEVER turn down an offer to hang out with you instead of sulking in her bedroom

✰ your go-to is alw a nice walk in the park. yeji likes being in nature, and being with you just adds more comfort to the mix

✰ she gets REALLY clingy whenever she's all sulky its literally so cute :c

✰ like im talking hugging you from behind, whining and swinging your hands together when you walk, and ALWAYS kissing your cheek

✰ she js needs you as physically close to her as possible!! you're her baby after all

✰ and if it's YOU who has had a bad day or smth? be prepared for the biggest pampering

✰ flowers, driving you around at night in her porsche, taking you out shopping

✰ hell she'll spoil you ROTTEN. she js hates seeing you so sad and down so she will do everything in her power to turn ur frown upside down

if you're also an athlete:

✰ you two are alw supporting each other at games. yeji is def sporting your jersey/number

✰ you're each other's good luck charms <3 and best believe yeji cannot go out on the field without a good luck kiss from you !

✰ now if you couldn't make it to her game because you had one of your own, then she'd def call you before she leaves the locker room. talking to you is a MUST, esp bc the poor girl gets rlly nervous before big games :(

✰ this girl LOVES to compete with you. it's alw a competition whenever the two of you train together, esp bc neither of you like to lose

✰ she could make a competition out of racing from the field to her porsche smh

✰ don't be mistaken tho, she LOVES training with you. it gives her an excuse to work harder so she won't embarrass herself lmao

if you're not an athlete:

✰ oh you're never not wearing this girl's letterman jacket. she refuses to see you around school without it 💀

✰ now this is a BIG move bc before you, yeji NEVER and i mean NEVER took that thing off. it was her pride and joy, and she loved sporting it around like the walking trophy she was

✰ but then she started dating you, and that changed instantly. at first she let you wear it one night bc she didn't want you to be cold after meeting up with her after a late night practice

✰ you were abt to give it back to her after you were done hanging out, but she js smiled and shook her head, telling you she wanted you to keep it :)

✰ you like going to the top floors of the library bc they overlook the football field, and when yeji is practicing you can work on hw while watching ur gf tehe

#yeji #hwang yeji #itzy #yeji x reader #itzy x reader #itzy headcanons #yeji headcanons #kpop #kpop headcanons #au #perfectsunlight

[riotlain]

Dates with Batboys

evil emoji

duke's is short as hell im sorry 😭😭

NWLNW FICS!! WOMEN DNI

Bruce Wayne

Expensive as sam hell

Like the first few dates will be really expensive restaurants and shit and then it'll die down into smaller stuff

Wanna go to the aquarium? Done.

He would mainly want to go in dates at night because paparazzi

His fav is when the manor is empty for once and you 2 can have a nice candle lit dinner together

Dick Grayson

Doesn't overthink it, as in literally has no plans and will just go out and see what happens with you

Its always a nice mixed bag

Either you all could end up talking to each other while swinging in the park or having a nerf gun war in his apartment

Its like this whenever he is the one to initiate a date

Also speaking of the park, he enjoys showing you his acrobat skills on the poles in the park

Ignore how he hits his feet on the ground bc he's tall as hell. Watch his cool flip !!

Jason Todd

He would love a nice picnic at night, yknow the wine and all

but also the night is dangerous for a man like him

So he settles for a good picnic in the daytime

If he's in a good mood, he'll sit on a roof with you at night and stargaze

He likes just walking with you and talking

Also car rides

Tim Drake

Doesn't know what the hell he's doing tbh since he doesn't date that much

He's too busy being Robin to date people (until you)

So he settles for a nice movie with you

Drive in dates !! Drive in dates !!

Sucker for diners

Library dates and study dates

I feel like he can't cook but is lowkey trynna learn

So cooking dates too

Damian Wayne

Not a fan of people. So yall will go into the forest

Forest picnic. Kinda sorta

Botanical gardens typa guy too

Doesn't like zoos. Don't take him there. He will steal an animal

Does training together count as a date?

History museum chump. He will call out if the museum got something wrong. He liked the fossils idc.

Enjoys a nice dinner. As in he will rent a restaurant out to have dinner with you.

Duke Thomas

Probably the most normal guy ever on this list.

Anyway, he enjoys talking with you so he doesn't mind where yall really go

A nice cozy restaurant is favorable for him

Also nice walks in parks

He's a simple guy. Being with you and having a good time will make him a happy man

#damian wayne #damian wayne x reader #damian wayne x male reader #dc x male reader #dc x reader #bruce wayne x reader #bruce wayne x male reader #jason todd x male reader #jason todd x reader #dick grayson x male reader #dick grayson x reader #tim drake x reader #tim drake x male reader #duke thomas x reader #duke thomas x male reader

[shieldofiron]

When I See You Smile

Also on Ao3

He can't pretend it doesn't hurt a little.

Dustin and Mike Wheeler chatter about it on Max's little radio, how Eddie and Steve are spending so much time together, and how Steve had come out to them very seriously as bi, and Eddie was gay so they were hoping...

And Billy's hopes, the tiny thread of hope that he'd been nourishing without realizing it, withered and died right there.

Because Munson is a dealer, and kinda loud and annoying. But Billy is a murderer. He still has nightmares about it, waking Max and Susan some nights. What kind of monster kills their own father, inter-dimensional parasite or not? And it wasn't like Billy had been some kind of catch before that.

Steve smiles when Billy comes by the store anyway. Like he's not a murderer, a puppet for an inter-dimensional being, but a person. They had the same taste in movies, and sometimes they would sit there just talking for hours. Steve had been nice after starcourt, and it had made the crush that Billy had secretly harbored in high school bloom into a full on infatuation.

One sided infatuation, apparently.

So it was real cute, actually. Munson and Ste-Harrington. He decided that it would be cute, and it wouldn't hurt any more. Hell, if Munson and Harrington started dating, maybe then...

He didn't know what maybe was, but he was trying to be positive about the whole thing.

And when he sees the van parked by the video store, he just turns right around.

"Racking up those late fees, huh," Steve says with a grin when he finally does bring them back.

"Got a lot on my mind," Billy mumbles in response, hurrying because he thought he saw the van pull into the lot. And he's fine with Steve dating whoever he wants, of course Steve can date whoever he wants.

Billy just doesn't have to be there while it happens.

"Wait, uh..." Steve ducks his head down, and his hair falls over his eyes in that adorable way that makes Billy want to brush it back behind his ear. "How'd you like Ladyhawke?"

Billy glances back over his shoulder, his heart racing when he sees Munson waltzing up, "Good. Gotta go, Steve."

"Wait-"

"You are never going to believe the news I have for you, big boy," Munson smacks the door open and Billy winces.

"See ya," Billy waves his tapes in the air and ducks out the door that's still swinging closed from Munson's dramatic entrance.

He can't see Steve's expression, and he doesn't want to see how Steve smiles for Munson. Billy bets it's real special, all dreamy and doe eyed. So he just ducks into the camero and speeds away over Max's protests.

"You forgot milk duds, dick," She hisses.

"I had to get out of the way," He hisses right back.

"Of what?"

"Budding romance," He says, half sarcastically, throwing his hand in the air dramatically.

Max doesn't say anything back, but she must know. After all how many times has she dragged him practically kicking and screaming when he and Steve got to talking about movies and then tv and then sports...

Billy's certainly not about to come out to a bunch of snot nosed brats. But Max knows. She's heard what his dad called him enough to know what he is.

And it's fine. If there was only three gay guys in town someone was bound to be the odd one out.

That night she totally sides with him for movie night and they watch This is Spinal Tap instead of Against All Odds. She and Susan do watch along obligingly, Susan even chuckling at the 1960s jokes.

That night he can't sleep, tossing and turning in his bed when he thinks about Harrington's smile and that lock of hair.

---

Munson must be able to tell something is up because after that he starts acting really squirrely when Billy's trying to meet up. Which sucks because he could really use the weed right now.

Heartbreak being a bitch and all.

He's waiting in his car for Max to check out the videos she wants when Steve comes barrelling out of the Family Video, headed straight for Billy.

Billy blows a plume of smoke out the window.

"Alright, Harrington?"

"No," Steve isn't smiling. He looks downright pissed. "I'm not alright. You got some kind of problem with me and Eddie, Billy?"

Billy sucks in a drag and squints at the back of the van parked right up front of the store.

"Problem with what?"

"You know what."

Billy shrugs, "Enlighten me."

Steve huffs, and then deflates, "Look, I know you're working on being better. I heard about you working on basketball with Lucas, and I think that's really... great. But... I..."

Billy waits. And waits.

"You what?"

"You really don't know?" Steve blinks at him, and a shot with those big brown eyes sinks another of cupid's arrows deep into Billy's heart. He pushes his aviators up his nose to hide his face.

"Know what?"

"I thought," Harrington's blushing, and it looks so cute with the green of his vest. "That you heard that I like... that I'm... bisexual. And that Eddie's... um... And you had a problem with it."

Billy snorts, though he doesn't mean to. And Harrington cocks his head to the side.

He doesn't have a problem with it. He has an ache, a pain deep in his chest that he knows there's no cure for. It hurts so bad it makes him a little angry, a little reckless.

"That would be pretty hypocritical of me," Billy says with a sharp little laugh, "Not that I'm you know... dating material. For any gender. In any sense of the word."

Harrington just looks down, "I don't know about that."

Billy huffs, "You don't need to flatter me. I'm no threat to your boyfriend. Though you can tell him I'm gonna actually need to score soon or I'm going to go mental. My stepmother's into wreath making. You know what a wreath can do to a guy's reputation?"

He wants Steve to laugh. He wants Steve to smile. Even if it's just for a corny joke. Even if it's just as friends. He'd officiate their wedding if Steve would just throw Billy a smile once in a while.

"Boyfriend?"

"Oh. I mean," Billy waves his hand in the air, "Pre-boyfriends. Fucking. Whatever it is you all are doing."

Steve's cheeks are really pink now, "We're not... I mean... I like someone else."

"Oh," Billy pushes his aviator's up, trying to school his expression into something calmer, less manically happy. "I'm sorry, I just assumed-"

"No, I... we just gotta stick together, right. L and G and B and T... all... together," Steve makes a weird sort of half sigh sound.

"Yeah," Billy doesn't know where Steve is going with this, "That's you and me. Two B's. Sticking together."

He's never said it out loud before. He always imagined it would be terrifying, but Steve's smile smooths over some of the panic in the pit of his stomach.

"So you're not... sticking together with anyone, exclusively?" Steve rocks on his heels.

Billy snorts, "No. Plenty of girls to be not so exclusive with, but... no."

"Do you... want to do that with me?"

Billy's heart stops still in his chest. He doesn't know what expression he's making but he knows that Steve is smiling. At him. His eyes are crinkled up at the corners, and he...

"I like you, Billy," Steve's hair flops down and it's so easy to brush it back behind his ear. "Thought you were finally gonna break my teeth in about it, so I thought I'd do it first."

And Billy can, so he does. And for the first time in what feels like weeks, Billy smiles back.

"I would never," Billy sucks in some courage with his next drag, so he can say in a dry whisper, "Your smile is the best part of my day."

#ShieldofIron #harringrove #billy hargrove #billy x steve #steve harrington #steve x billy #harringrove fanfiction

[hells-greatest-overlord]

HAZBIN FLUFF ALPHABET (credit to whoever made this)

🍎Lucifer edition🍎

Attraction- What they look for in a partner! Physically and/or emotionally!

- I don’t personally think he has any preference for how you look physically 

- emotionally though I feel like he wants someone who is able to care for him and his family. He also wants someone who is funny! He loves to make jokes so don’t be afraid to give him you best ones

Bond- How they spend their time with you?

- I head cannon that he loves to bake- especially when it’s with you. He’s been busy working all day? What’s a little break to make an apple pie with him! If you get to focused on the recipe instead of having fun he throws flour at you- or try’s to sneakily eat the filling

- if he doesn’t feel the urge to bake the two of you usually cuddle up together and watch a movie together 

Cuddling- What's cuddling with them like?

- OMG it’s the best- I’m sorry. This man has the most comfortable bed in all of hell and tones of pillows and blankets to choose from. Do you wanna bring your stuffed animal with you? That’s not problem for him sweetheart! He loves seeing that you trust him with having a comfort item near you. 

- if your really cold or ask him to help wraps his wings around you to hold you and keep you warm 

Dates- What are their go to dates?

- honestly, he probably takes you to a park- but but don’t worry he makes it nice with a picnic basket filled with your favorite food and a comfortable blanket to sit on. Plus after that you can go have a race on the swings or you can dance with each other and just have fun

Emotion- How much emotion do they show? Are they reserved or are they an open book?

-let’s be honest- it’s him- he is mostly an open book! He will tell you almost anything and everything you might wanna know, but I feel like he might not really like to talk about heaven and that whole shabang.

Family- Do they want children? How many?

- eh, I mean he has Charlie so I feel like he might be iffy on that but if you want one or two more he would be more than happy to have more 

Gift Giving- How often do they give gifts? What is it, usually? Do they like receiving gifts?

- he mostly likes to draw you pictures, flowers, or give you ducks he makes

Harsh- How often do you two get into conflicts and arguments? Who tries to patch things up first?

- I don’t think you and him would get into fights often and unless it’s bad he usually tries to fix things

Injury- What are they like when you get injured, and vise versa?

- for him he honestly probably tires to hide how bad he is to not worry you 

- But for you? Oh god- you better HOPE it wasent a person. Like someone decided to hit you for no reason? Bro they better be ready to get their ass beat. He is protective of you and he will comfort you and help you in any way he can.

Jealousy- How well do they handle it, if they get jealous?

- *cough* jealous *cough* I’m sorry I feel like he gets so jealous- especially if your friends with alastor- cause alastor is a gentlemen so if he puts a hand on your back when guiding you somewhere omg Luci gets so jealous 

Kiss- What is their favorite place to kiss you and be kissed?

- yes. He loves showering you in kisses EVERYWHERE. Forehead.mouth.hand. Jaw. Yes. He adores you and he gives you kisses to show it

Love language- How do they show they care, and how do they want to be cared for?

- his love language is physical touch and words of affirmation. He had the same for needs

Marriage- Is that something they want in the relationship?

- it’s not necessary but if your together for a while he dose want it 

No!- What is a deal breaker for them?

- if Charlie dosent like you. He loves his daughter more than anything so if she dosent like you it’s a deal breaker for him

Oddity- What are some noticable behaviors and quirks of theirs?

- one of his quirks is always having dad puns- like sometimes he will say the corniest things but it’s all in good fun

Pet names- What do they call you and what do they want to be called?

- darlin, sweetheart, gorgeous, love

Question- A common question in the relationship!

- I feel he is an advocator on check ins, if your upset or haven’t have one in awhile he dose check ins to make sure everything is ok

Risk- How far are they willing to go for you?

- honestly he will go pretty far for you

Shh- How secretive are they?

- he isn’t that secretive! Just ask him anything darling and he will tell you

Tunes- Music that you two listen to together and/or associate with the relationship!

- he is honestly open to every kinda music in my opinion

Upset- One of you is upset! How will the other cheer them up?

- he will hold you and play with your hair pressing soft kisses into your head as he tells you that everything is gonna be ok

Valentine's- How are they like on the holiday?

- he will buy you flowers you like and take you out to a nice dinner and then take you home to slow dance in a quite room 

Warrior- How do they feel about you fighting alongside them/fighting their battles 

- 100% got your back and will protect you in any way he can

Xray- How well can they read you? 

- it takes him awhile to figure it out but he will eventually be able to read you and helps you if you need it.

Yearn- How do they cope with separation?

- he will hold a stuffed animal you love or cuddle up with your fave blanket if you have to leave 

Zzz- What's it like sharing a bed with them?

- either cuddle bug or you wake up with a feather in your hair because he likes to “spread his wings” and ends up taking over the whole bed

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin lucifer #hazbin alastor #hazbin angel dust #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin hotel sinner #hazbin hotel charlie #hazbin hotel sir pentious #hazbin hotel vox #valentino x reader #vivziepop #hazbin hotel vaggie #hazbin hotel lucifer #lucifer x reader

[luvyeni]

hii i love your works!!! may i request brothers best friend trope with sunghoon?

CAN'T GET ENOUGH | PARK SUNGHOON

pairings. brothersbestfriend!sunghoon x fem!reader

wc. 1k+

warnings. unprotected sex , kitchen sex , dirty talk , name calling

i hope you like it <3

"i'm home!" you yelled out , closing the front door , sitting your things down , before making your way to the kitchen where you knew your brother would be. "as usual you're in the kitchen , eating everything you see." he scoffed , folding his arms. you noticed the other presence in the room , leaning against the counter.

he had been spending the past few days there and you were thanking whoever above that you wore a really cute outfit today. "hello sunghoon." you smiled sweetly , his eyes raked down your body , his tongue sweeping across his bottom lip. "hello y/n , you look nice today." you hummed , "i know."

"sunghoon bro , don't compliment her, it's gonna go straight to her big head." he reached out to ruffle your hair , but you quickly dodged it. "i'll kill you jake , i just got it done." he slapped his hand away. "you wore that to get your hair done?" you shook your head. "no i also went out on a date today, we went to get food."

sunghoon wanted to scoff so bad , he knew you were bluffing , you went to get food with your friends , he knows this because he helped you pick out this outfit before sneaking out of your bedroom that morning before your brother woke up. "was it fun?" sunghoon spoke up. "your date , did you have fun?" you could see his sly smirk.

"it was great , definitely will go out with him again." you looked him dead in the eyes. "i feel bad for him , he doesn't know that you don't actually look like that." jake snickered , you rolled your eyes. "fuck you." you went to swing at him , he quickly dodged it. "sunghoon keep a look out for the pizza , im gonna go shower , i still smell like the gym." your brother quickly ruffled your hair , running up the steps before you could hit him.

"i hate you!" you yelled , trying to flatten it. "i paid a lot of money for this haircut." you pouted , almost forgetting his presence , until he spoke up once again. "you're a shit liar." he chuckled , you turned on your heels. "he believed it didn't he?" you tilted your head to the side. "i guess." he made a come hither motion with his fingers.

you trotted over to him , he pulled your hips against his , holding your jaw forcing you to look him in his lustfilled eyes. "but i don't enjoy you trying to make me jealous." his voice deepened , his hand resting right above your bum. "we both know you didn't have a date today , do you not remember me helping you pick this outfit out this morning." he worked his way up your skirt. "i think it was right after i fucked you into your mattress."

your panties were definitely soaked by this point , and he knew that just by the way your thighs clenched together. "so needy already , did your date not fuck you?" you whined , he was fucking with you now. "sunghoon." he laughed. "what baby , im just wondering how did your date not fuck you , with this skirt you're wearing , i could just flip it up and fuck you." he flipped your bodies around , so now you were pressed against the counter , his hard cock pressed against your ass.

"i would know , i picked it out because that's all i could think about when i saw it." he whispered in your ear , biting your lobe. "su-sunghoon , please fuck me." you pushed against him. "be still." he held your waist , you could hear the sound of his belt unbuckling , your pussy producing more slick just from the sound of his pants falling to the ground.

he bent you over , slapping your ass. "fuck!" you yelped. "be quiet, unless you want your brother to hear me fuck your brains out." he let his cock spring out , pulling your panties down to your ankles. "youre pussy so wet , i barely did anything princess." he rubbed your folds with his fingers. "you're really such a slut for me aren't ya?" he lined his cock up with your cunt , pushing into your waiting hole , both of you moaning out.

"fuck , so wet." he grunted , slowly thrusting his hips. "slid right in." he grabbed both sides if your waist , pushing his cock in and out. "sh-shit , sunghoon." you moaned , gripping the counter. "so big." he smirked , smacking your ass. "you damn right , only my cock can satisfy you right?" you nodded.

"your pussy was made to take my cock only." he groaned , your pussy was gripping him like vice. "so fucking tight." he grabbed your hair , lifting you up , hitting a new angle. "fuck you're squeezing my dick baby , gonna cum hmm? " you nodded , unable to speak. "such a slut , letting your brothers bestfriend fuck you like a whore in your kitchen , anybody could see you , go a head , cum on my cock so i can cum in your pretty pussy like this morning."

he let you go , holding on to the counter as your body began to convulse , cumming hard around him. "o-oh fuck , fuck im gonna cum." his thrust began to get sloppy , his cum shooting into your womb. "fuuuuck." he threw his head back , sighing as he emptied himself inside you. "that's it take my cum like my good little slut."

he came down from his high , slowly pulling out your abused cunt , his cum leaking out , he quickly scooped it up , pushing it back into you. "keep it nice and warm for me." he kissed your cheek , pulling your panties back up helping you fix your skirt , before tucking himself away.

"awe your hair is so messed up." you pouted , slapping his hand away when he tried to fix it. "fuck you , i spent a lot of money on it." he laughed , kissing your forehead. "i'll pay for you to get it done again." you smiled , kissing him back.

"mph , no more kisses , im gonna end up fucking you again , and i think your brother is done his shower." you giggled , giving him one more kiss. "well we always have when he goes to sleep." you purred. "so insatiable , you still want me to fuck you , haven't i ruined you enough?" he pinched your ass.

"can't get enough of me can you?"

©️LUVYENI

#enhypen hard thoughts #enhypen scenarios #enhypen hard hours #enhypen smut #enhypen x reader #sunghoon hard thoughts #sunghoon hard hours #sunghoon x reader #sunghoon imagines #sunghoon smut

[earthtooz]

ヾ(･u|

hi hi just wanted to share smth I thought up

imagine chigiri who in middle school had a best friend who was also very fast and did track. They were the only one who could ever catch up with chigiri and thus they became best friends and their own sorta rivals.

Then suddenly fast track to chigiri's injury and now seeing their best friend who runs like wind and is now bitter af. He knows he shouldnt be bitter when they have been caring the whole time for him so he starts ignoring them.

some chigiri love will be shown on the earthtooz blog 2nite because i adore him and think he deserves the world.

i actually love this scenario, but just- oh my gosh, i want to add on to your thought with my own:

your 'relationship' with him is admittedly, one of your favourite ones, despite neither of you seeing much of each other during school. but you were known to be on the track team and chigiri for being the fasted sprinter on the soccer team.

and on the bleachers after practice, a friendship/friendly rivalry was born.

for two of the fastest people on their respective teams, your parents sure did not reciprocate that energy, taking their times picking you up from practice. thus, you would spend an unknown amount of time talking to him, bundled up in your sports tracksuits with your sports bag snug on your shoulder.

chigiri was pleasant company. a little stuck-up, sure, but fun to talk to nevertheless. you could tell he took great pride in being a fast runner, but as long as he had the skills to prove it, pride is something you can overlook. it was endearing. he still lost to you every time in a 100m sprint though.

you gave him tips one time. you'd never forgive yourself for helping chigiri almost beat you.

but you admire him for it. you admire his talent and his determination,

then suddenly, he's not at practice. he's not at school either. in fact, it's not a week later until you see him... with crutches and a boot. the look he gives you is empty and devoid of the usual friendliness he always shows you and he doesn't even make attempts of greeting you.

his mum picks him on time too.

you get the message that he doesn't want to talk to you. he doesn't make the effort to anymore, doesn't swing by your class during lunch time, doesn't say 'hi' to you before practice, and his coldness causes your heart to break in two.

people had always told you that distance makes the heart fonder. you found out yourself that the saying was as true as they make it sound, your heart jumping alive and filling you with unexplainable yearning. a feeling you later label as a crush. not that your crush on him could do much now.

you see him struggle in practices, witnessing the way the ball gets stolen off him- something that had never been done before, with such ease. he meets your gaze from where you were filling up your water and instantly glances away, ashamed.

the next time you hear of him after graduating middle school, he's on national television, going against the national u-20 soccer team, representing some... project called blue lock? you don't pay any mind to it though, sitting on the edge of your couch in anticipation. the world was watching chigiri hyoma- the prodigy you knew in middle school.

you panic a little when he gets subbed out and you're scrambling for your phone, searching for chigiri's contact. your old messages that were left on delivered appear, causing a subtle ache in your chest to manifest, but the first thing you send is an 'i'm watching the match. are you ok?'.

the next thing you send is a 'CONGRATULATIONS!' when his team wins.

you get a response an hour later, it's chigiri thanking you. his next text asks you to catch up over coffee. you agree as soon as the message is received.

one coffee 'date' turns into a day in harajuku. a walk together turns into visiting a local park and playing on the swing set, jokingly racing each other to each equipment and your feelings for him return full swing by the end of the two week break he has.

you spend his last day together. he tells you to keep an eye on him. that he'll become even better of a soccer player that either of you imagined in middle school. you make him keep the promise to you with a pinky promise. he agrees. you're satisfied.

and fast forward a few years, it's the night before the finals of the world cup and he's in your arms in the hotel room, self-care routine all done as you let him unwind with you in preparation for the big match tomorrow.

he tells you to watch him. that he'll bring home a medal for you. you make him pinky promise you. he agrees. he kisses your ring finger, where a precious gold band sits snugly, a reminder of his love and the years you have spent with the other.

thank u for ur ask !! sorry that i've been letting this one rot for a while but i've been waiting to get this one out since the day you sent it :D love the idea, thank u chaos!!

#not edited #not proofread #you take what you get from me at this point #i have an exam tomorrow okay wish me luck #chigiri hyoma x reader #chigiri x reader #blue lock x reader #earf's inbox hours ✌️ #*ੈ✩‧₊˚ earf's ideas that i'll never write #chaosinanutshell

[greazyfloz]

Are you going to do a part 2 for Ethan dating his coach’s daughter?

Coach's Daughter Part 2

Part 1

Warning: some swearing

Word count: 1.7k

[POV Ethan]

I turned into my rightway right after after leaving from my weird encounter with my coach… my girlfriend’s father. I honked the horn signaling I was here as I already previously texted them that I’d swing by to pick them up. 

“How’s Y/N” Mark says breaking the silence of the awkward car ride. “Good, I think” I reply. The boys all giving me a weird look as I am pulling the car into the parking lot. “Why ‘I think’” questions Mark, “What happened” questions duker. “Nothing happen- well yeah something did, but it’s not important. I mean coach did find out, but- yea” I say not wanting to give too much information as I feel myself starting to turn red from embarrassment from the memory of this afternoon. The boys all laugh as we get ot of the car and enter Yost. 

As we entered Yost a little ways behind some of the freshmans, I immediately hear an angry coach sarcastically call out to me “Edwards, glad to see you made it, and clothed”. I immediately turn red as the boys all start laughing. I just put my head down and head to the dressing room. The [Y/N] and I were the main topic of conversation and mostly chirps throughout prepping for the game between the boys.

After warming up a bit, I entered the dressing room and checked my phone before getting dressed. 

Princess 💕: Hi baby, good luck. I probably won’t be at the party tonight. Don’t worry about him though, I’ll talk to him!

Princess 💕: Should I keep the bra off or put it back on for the game? ;)

Princess 💕: too soon?

Ethan: Thanks babe

Ethan: and off ;)

Looking up from my phone, smiling starting to think of my topless girlfriend my thought were suddenly interrupted from druss “That coaches daughter?” he snorts, “it is, look at him blushing” luca adds. “I’m not talking about this, here” I say turning to get ready. 

After getting my gear on, and warming up, my worries of what this means for hockey seem to go away as I make my way to the dressing room. “Alright boys, Michigan State” one of the coaches say entering the room before [Y/N]’s father appears at the doorway staring at me. I look away immediately and awkwardly before he starts to speak. “We can beat this team!” he starts more anger in his voice then normal. “We have beaten this team, they are not as good as us. If you aren’t giving 100%, 100% of the time, I will put someone on who will” he says, the last part staring at me. I look around to see the rest of the guys looking over at me too with wide eyes. “Don’t be the weakest link tonight, lets go boys!” he says before we huddle in before our chant. ‘Oh boy, he is going to be hard on everyone tonight because he is angry with me’ I think to myself. 

[Y/N POV] 

Tonight I decided to sit with my mother and my younger brother instead of in the student section to try and get some brownie points on my mothers side, but also allow me to talk to her as well so I have someone on my side. 

“Why didn’t dad wave to us tonight” my little brother asks my mother as my father enters the bench without looking up at my mother. “Dad is worked up about something that happened today, he’s okay” my mother says while looking over at me. ‘Shit! She knows!’ I think to myself. I look down thinking on how I was going to bring it up now. 

During the first period, my mother turns to me after giving my brother money to go get something from the vending machine. “So, Ethan”, she starts gaining my eye contact, “are you guys dating or are you-”, ‘Yes mom” I say quickly before she finished because I didn’t want to hear her finish. “We have been for a couple months, but didn’t know how dad would react or some of the boys on the team. I wanted to tell you but I thought you would tell dad, and I wasn’t ready for that. But i promise we were going to wait until after the season.” I ramble on. My mother and I were close so i really wasn’t lying on wanting to tell her. 

She nods at me, “your dad called pretty frazzled this afternoon. I guess I’m glad you guys are dating if you guys are at that point in your relationship. Your father will be fine, I guess he would have liked to have known but I told him I would have the awkward side of this talk before he has a chat with you.”, “Yes, we use protection if that what you want to hear and we are very very safe, and he is really good to me and yea. Is that the conversation we needed to have? And does he have to talk to me if you already did though?” i say gaining a chuckle from my mother. “He is the one that saw it, it is just to make him feel better. I trust you. I from what I have heard in past conversations and from any experience I’ve had with Ethan, he seems like a great guy, and I know your father thinks highly of him as well”. I smile at my mother before my brother comes back and the game resumes. 

The game went on and we were in the 3rd period now. Ethan went into give someone a hit in the boards and the Michigan State player ended up falling to the ice. Immediately a scrum broke out behind Portillo’s net. Only player on the play to receive a penalty was Ethan. I look down at my father who is oddly calm. “He isn’t going to challenge that” I say looking at my mother and brother, “It was a clean hit and there was a scrum… Why didn’t state get one too?” I continued. My mother shrugged looking kind of confused by my fathers calm demeanor down on the bench as well.

Ethan goes to the box obviously a little angry, before shutting the door behind him, he starts mouthing at the ref resulting in him being tossed from the game. “Well, if dad isn’t going to fight for him, I don’t blame him” i say crossing my arms and slouching into my seat.

When the final buzzer went off, the scoreboard read 4-5 for blue. My mother, brother and I stand to clap at the end of the game, as the players left the ice surface. We sit back down waiting for the crowd to leave before we make our way down to the tunnel. My mother reached for her phone while we are waiting in our seats, “Well, your brother and I are going to go home. Your father wants to talk to you in his office” she says looking at me. “Why can’t he just say what he has to say at home, with you there” I say. “You’ll be fine. I’ll call him while you are on the way down to tell him we had discussed this.” she laughs, before motioning to my brother ‘let’s go’. “I will see you later” she says leaving me.

I stayed sitting for about 10 minutes before making my way to his office. I walked slowly to his office dreading the moments that are going to follow. When I reach his office I knock quietly seeing his door was shut. “Yup, come in”, I hear my father yell. I open the door to see the back of ethan’s head already sitting inside of the office and my father on the phone. I take a seat in the chair next to ethan. He looks at me as I sat down and gave me a soft smile, I which I returned. “Well, yes. I know. okay. okay. She just got here, so I will see you at home. Okay. Bye, I love you” my father says on the phone as I reached out for ethan’s hand under my fathers desk. Ethan gladly took my hand as my dad hung up the phone.

“That was your mother” he says looking at me, I just nod back. “Do you want to tell me what’s going on here” my father says pointing his finger back and forth between us. “I have been seeing your daughter for a couple months now, coach. It’s not something that was suppose to be a secret it just was I guess” ethan starts, “How long is a couple months?” my father asks, “Since about a month into the season” I say relieving ethan from being the only one speaking in the conversation. “4 Months?! It has been 4-” my father starts but checks his volume before continuing, “I know you have already had a chat with you mother so I’ll save that talk”. “I’m sorry coach” ethan says. My father just nods his head slightly before looking at ethan.

“I just wanted to hear it from you. This isn’t going to effect your hockey Edwatds, because frankly I’m not allowed to. And because I do like you Edwards. You’re a great guy and a hell of a hockey player. The penalty wasn’t your fault. I was too angry to call the review, and I apologize for my unprofessional actions. Get out of here your free to go” he says to Ethan, as ethan gets up to leave. As ethan opens the door my father speaks up “Edwards” he says making ethan look back at his place at the door. “Hurt her, and we will have a different and much longer conversation, understand?”, “Yes coach. I would never hurt her. Ever.” ethan says before shutting the door behind him.

“Why didn’t you tell me” my father says to me. “I guess I was scared of how you would react. We were going to tell you after the season though”. “Okay, well i do trust you and there isn’t a point in making this conversation last all night if this is someone you are sure about. Go on” My father says standing from his desk chair. I gave him a hug and say “thank you dad” before leaving his office. 

The next couple days were awkward but the awkwardness went away very quickly. And my relationship with Ethan went on to be respected by both on my parents.

#ethan edwards #umich hockey #umich imagine #umich hockey imagine #umich blurbs #ethan edwards imagine

[jesuisstay]

A Stand Up Guy

SKZ’z two oldest boys are the best boys, always coming to other’s rescues.

Two fun little drabbles of some of my favorite boys. Comfort based cause a girl is sad rn

Chan

You could barely pull your eyes off the table, only letting up to glance at your phone. Your desperate hopes, once again, not met. 

Your little prayers unanswered.

It had been an hour, he wasn’t going to show up. Time to suck it up and ask for the bill. Your hands move to your cheeks first to check for any stray tears.

“Excuse me, I noticed that you might need…well someone. If you don’t mind, I can sit with you for a bit.” You look up and see the busy boy from earlier. You had spotted him when you still had the courage to keep your head up. 

He was cute and from how he interacted with patrons, you knew that he was much kinder than the blind date you were supposed to meet. His girlfriend was luckier than she could ever hope.

“Oh I don’t want to get you in trouble at work.” You sputtered out. First the embarrassment of being stood up and now the embarrassment of the restaurant worker trying to come to your aide.

“Oh I’m off the clock, so don’t worry. Just want to be able to help.” God, how did someone pull off that carefree of a smile.

“I just think that I’m just going to head home. Maybe take a stroll by the river to clear my mind. I really appreciate it though.”

“Perfect! I’m heading that way too. My friend has a set in a club so I was gonna swing by and wish him luck. Mind if I walk along with you if we are going the same way?” You had started walking out the door, but he beat you to it so he could hold it open.

“I think if you’re going to do that, I’m gonna at least need a name.” You open up to the idea of it. He seemed really trustworthy, someone with dimples like that wasn’t someone that could come up with anything nefarious right?

“I’m Chan, but also Christopher or Chris. Any variations I’m also good with.”

“Well it’s nice to meet you Channie.”

Lee Know

“Kai, you said that you were actually going to be on time.” You tried to keep your voice down on the phone, but you also hoped that being outside meant people were less inclined to overhear the argument you were having.

You couldn’t tell much of what he was saying. Rage was just swirling around in your head, punching most of his words out of your comprehension.

“No, Kai. You just don’t get it. So unless you are gonna get here in the next twenty minutes, just consider us over.” You wish that you wouldn’t have taken your friend’s advice and gotten that flip phone cause damn ending that phone call would have been so much more satisfying. 

You beeline to the park bench nearest you, plopping down and attempting to take in the park while trying to muddle through your emotions. Mainly why had you been putting up with someone like Kai.

Well you knew why, but honestly even that was only available two times a week at most with your busy schedules.

While counting the bikes, a shadow fell across your eyes and you heard someone clear their throat. Looking up, your breath almost caught at the most beautiful man standing in front of you.

“Um hi. I overheard your phone call-sorry I couldn’t help but hear you when you were talking right next to my stall. But I just wanted to offer you some ice cream. I know it’s not my place to interject, but I think that it could help.”

“Do you have matcha flavor in your stall, Minho?” Your eyes flick down to the white name tag that stood out on the pink apron.

“Of course, we just whipped out a new batch this morning. But it seems unfair that you know my name, but I don’t know your’s.” The smile on his lips was innocent but you could see the little glint in his eyes. Oh you had a fun feeling about Minho

#Skz #stray kids #bang Chan x reader #lee know x reader #stray kids comfort #lee know #bang chan #lee minho #skz stay #bang chan comfort #lee know comfort #skz x you #skz fluff #bang chan fluff #lee know fluff #lee know imagines #bang chan imagines

[toniwritesthings]

Promises Made, Promised Kept.

Jake Peralta x G/N Reader - You made a promise, and it’s a promise you kept. - Words: 842. - Warnings: None.

Seventeen Years Old

You sit on the stoop of your now ex-partners house. You were arguing over nothing, again. However this fight was the one that made you realise you didn’t have the energy anymore. You didn’t want to put in the time or effort for nothing. Looking at your phone, you read over the last message you received from Jake.

10 min away

Looking at the time, it was coming close to fifteen minutes later. You weren’t surprised, Jake and time management were not on good terms at the best of times. You look away from your phone, leaning against the door behind you. Just as you shut your eyes, you hear the engine of his car turning the corner. Quickly standing up and collecting your belongings you walk to the curb, just as Jake was pulling up. You open the door, sitting in the passenger seat with a huff.

“Bad night?” Jake asks, taking off again.

“We broke up,” you replied.

“Oh shit. Okay yeah, bad night.”

“I’m just so tired y’know?” you whisper, looking out at the window. “I shouldn’t feel this tired if I actually loved them.”

Jake hummed in agreement. “We should do something.”

“I just want to go home.”

“You can’t go home when you’re this bummed out” You turned to face the man driving, looking at his smile. He looks over at you, his smile widening. “Let’s do something.”

You sigh, looking at your surroundings through the windshield. “We’re near the park, wanna go there?”

“Let’s go”.

Jake pulled into a carpark and you opened the door to the cool air. You shiver, pulling your jacket closer. Jake comes over and offers his arm. You let out a small laugh, holding on to the crook of his elbow. You both walk in silence, with no real direction in mind.

“Thanks for coming to my rescue” you say. “You didn’t have to.”

“I know,” Jake shrugs. “I wasn’t doing anything else anyway so why not help someone in distress.”

You laugh, looking up at Jake with a smile. He returns it, before spotting something behind you. His eyes lighten up. You follow his eyesight, seeing the playground. “Race you to the swings?”

You both run as soon as you finish your sentence, Jake just beating you. You sit down on one of the swings, slightly out of breath. You turn to Jake, seeing him swinging higher and higher. You laugh again. Jake slows down, looking over to you once he comes to a stop.

“It’s nice hearing you laugh,” he says. You feel your cheeks warm at his comment, and you look at the ground. You softly kick the bark at your feet.

“It’s nice being near someone who makes me laugh.”

“What happened? If you don’t wanna talk about it it’s okay, but I wanna know where to put them on my shitlist.”

“We just had another argument.” You whispered, kicking the bark a bit harder. “Over nothing. Again. And I realised I just couldn’t be bothered anymore.”

“Do you want my honest opinion?” Jake asked softly. You look back to him, nodding. “It’s their loss honestly. You’re an amazing person, and anyone would be lucky to date you.”

“You always know what to say to make me feel better. Maybe I should marry you” you said jokingly, looking back at the ground. You could hear Jake laugh softly.

“Promise?”

“Promise what?”

“Promise to marry me?”

“Yeah, sure Jake.”

Twenty Nine Years Old

You stand tall, watching the man you love finish his vowels. You smile softly as he finishes, looking down at your own notes before starting.

“I can’t remember how old we were, but I remember the night vividly. You had just picked me up from an ex’s house, with an intention to make my night better. We walked through the park like old people and then ran to the playground like children. You made me laugh, I told you my troubles, and then you made me promise that I would marry you. Well, here I stand, fulfilling that promise.” You look at Jake, watching as he laughs. “You somehow make me feel like I’m a hundred, but also like I’m ten. You’ve continued to make me laugh, you’ve continued to pick up my spirits and honestly, there's no one else I would rather marry. I’m glad I made that promise to you, and I’m glad it’s a promise I’ve managed to keep.”

Jake moved a hand to your cheek, wiping a lone tear away. You laugh, leaning into his hand. 

“You have kissed a thousand times before, maybe more. But today, the feeling is new. You are longer partners and best friends, you’re now something more. Now, let’s make this union official, and seal it with the first kiss of the rest of your lives together.”

Jake grabs your cheeks, pulling you towards him. You laugh, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. Both pairs of lips meet in the middle at the same time. This is the best promise you’ve ever kept.

#jake peralta x reader #jake peralta x y/n #jake peralta imagine #jake peralta drabble #jake peralta oneshot #jake peralta #brooklyn nine nine

[satankilledmyghost]

Hello!! Not a request, but wanted to know what are romantic tropes you associate with the weak hero characters??

FUCK. YES. I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE. idk if i answered this fully but here are my thoughts.

warnings: swearing

donald na - grumpy x sunshine OR academic rivals to lovers

i could totally see the short, chaotic s/o with donald who's this tall, silent wall of imminent death if you so much as try to insult his s/o or do anything to harm them. i could also see donald and his s/o both be the smart types, constantly trying to one up each other, enjoying the chase and taunts. but his s/o definitely needs some spice because i feel like opposites would totally attract for donald. he lives his life so uptight all the time so his s/o would be carefree.

jake ji - golden retriever boyfriend x chaotic troublemaker s/o

if jake and his s/o are together, they're getting into trouble and jake's bailing them out of it because he loves them too much. jake's too happy to be involved in their antics to get mad at them.

wolf keum - boOK NERD X DELINQUENT. BOOK NERD X DELINQUENT! B O O K N E R D X D E L I N Q U E N T ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

i am SCREAMING with this. i feel like he'd be with someone who likes to talk/ramble a lot(the only person he'd let break the silence). Since wolf prefers to be quiet, he'd find comfort in his s/o's daily ramble about what happened in their book. definitely the protective boyf. there's no way a harasser will live to tomorrow once he hears about it. he likes to tease his s/o a lot. i also have this head cannon where wolf has like super rich parents who are like never home so he's supposed to take care of his younger siblings(twins, brother and sister), but he clearly doesn't so wolf's parents hired the s/o to babysit and that's how he met them.

forrest lee - best friends to lovers/utterly in love x extremely dense s/o

forrest has been agonizingly WAITING for them to finally realize his affection for them. it's been YEARS. he's had to sit through hundreds of rants about shitty boyfriend after shitty boyfriend, fighting the urge to scream at how much better he could treat them if they would just open. their. damn. eyes.

jimmy bae - enemies to lovers

personally, i can't stand this trope, but it fits so well for jimmy with his quick rise to temper and insufferable ego. s/o would be a friend of jack's or partnered up with jimmy for a project. immediately they just don't get along, like oil and water. a landslide of tension and hatred later, the s/o starts to look forward to arguing with jimmy and immediately starts to avoid him. jimmy gets upset and it's one of those arguments that goes along the lines of: "why do you care so much?!" "because i like you!"

big ben - golden retriever boyfriend x black cat s/o

he met his s/o at the arcade or pool place because they worked there and ben tried to shamelessly flirt with them. it was so bad they found it charming somehow and they got together.

alex go - brother's best friend

with how much time alex spent at ben's house, it gave ben's sibling long enough to develop a puppy crush when they were younger that never really left them as they started high school. alex doesn't sneak behind ben's back, though, and will let him know with or without his s/o. late night dates at the park on the swings.

gerard jin - shy x shy strangers to lovers in a coffee shop.

i'm not accepting anything else. enough has been said. just imagine gerard in that long coat with a scarf and it's snowing on their first date- asdbdhfjjlfjf

teddy jin - chill boyfriend x fiesty s/o

his s/o is always ready to throw hands. so much so that teddy has to hold them back and keep an eye on them at all times.

rowan im - pen pals/long distance

i don't even know if this is a trope but i'm going with it. rowan lived in Australia for a short while so it would make sense that he would meet his s/o there, and then when rowan moved back, letters were the best way of communication since the time difference was a pain in the ass to manage all the time. i could also see him as a letter with photos/postcard guy.

gray yeon - tutor x tutee

the s/o was struggling, to say the least, so the teacher linked them up with gray and he found charm in the way they focused and tried their absolute hardest every session. gray would purposely add extra work so he can see them longer.

eugene gale - childhood friends to lovers

i have nothing to say about this. we all knew it was coming. it just makes sense. like eugene's mom and grandma already see them as a couple and constantly tease eugene about it, so why wouldn't it happen? bets were totally made on whether or not eugene would be able to confess to his s/o.

#weak hero x reader #weak hero webtoon #weak hero

[fivestar-outlaw]

Depollute Me, Gentle Angel (Seo Changbin)

Pairing: Seo Changbing x GN! Reader (Non-Idol AU)

Words: 7.0k+

Warning(s) (PLEASE READ FOR THIS ONE): Heavy themes of abuse (Verbal, Emotional, Physical, Sexual) (I try not to describe active scenes of abuse, just describing the moments after them via narration and dialogue), Angst, Hurt/Comfort, depressed thoughts, implications of thoughts of suicide, anxiety.

A/N: I was feeling emotional and recallin' my own life and inspiration struck when listening to one of the songs that inspired this. I'm not particularly happy with how it turned out, but it was also a nice, cathartic write. I wanted to make it soft and comforting, so I hope I captured that.

Also this was just going to be a one-shot, but i kinda want to write a Changbin 3rd person POV to go with it...

Summary: Two strangers going through similar circumstances find solace in each others company on a run-down park bench.

Songs: We Will Never Have Sex by Leith Ross & Cherry Wine by Hozier

The warm air that still lingers at the beginning of fall caresses your face. You walk to a nearby, run-down park, needing to get away from your apartment... from the memories that are starting to wear you down. There is a dull ache in your hips, but you pay it no mind. It was a familiar pain to come about on Saturday afternoons. Your hand briefly glides along your neck, and you can still feel the indents of fingernails in your flesh.

You walked through the small park that clearly lacked any care or attention. Plants were overgrown, most of the benches were too broken down to be sat on, the fountain didn't work, and the small playground was closed off save for the swings. For those reasons, it was a quiet park, perfect for you to temporarily escape your reality and memories with him.

You come across a worn-down bench that seems sturdy enough and less rotten than the others.

'Good enough.' You shrug to yourself and sit down on the bench with a heavy sigh. Your mind flashes back to early and the roughness your not-boyfriend boyfriend gave your body. Something he had started doing every Saturday afternoon before his night shift since he and you got together. You still weren't entirely sure if you and he were even a couple. At the start, you thought so, but as time passes... and you've noticed how disinterested he is in you on the rare dates... you're starting to think he is only using you for your body. Even if you said no, he'd guilt trip and make you feel bad until his words either wore you down into consenting or became thinly veiled threats.

You had no one to talk to. Your mind always said it was on you for giving in, so that stopped you from reaching out. You knew deep down what your partner was doing wasn't right or consensual. Still, you deluded yourself for so long into thinking that whatever you two shared was just normal. You've grown tired of it now, sure, but there is that lingering fear that when you speak to someone, they'll just blame you. They'll just stick to the fact that you said yes, even if that yes was forced from you.

You gently shake your head. You came to the park to get away, not recall the shit you're in.

You stared out at the dilapidated park and the afternoon sky. Despite the lack of care, the overgrown vegetation did look pretty. You find yourself not focusing on your surroundings, and your mind starts to slip into a dissociative state. It was a way to comfort yourself after the rough treatment you got. Your mind was blank as your eyes stared out. It was nice. It-

"Excuse me... Can I sit here?" A man's voice snapped you out of your comforting state. You look up to him, not speaking as you return to reality. You take in his appearance. His dark hair looked like it had a nice wave, and his eyes were a rich, dark brown. He wore all black, both his ears were pierced once, and he seemed to have a smaller stature, yet clearly, by his muscles, he worked out to some degree. Your eyes also spot the red mark on his cheek, but you don't let your gaze linger on it. His lips parted again as he spoke. "The other benches are too damaged... this is the only one with open space..."

You blink, and your mind fully clears away the dissociation. His voice trails off when he finishes speaking. His eyes flicker to your neck and then back to your face. He bites his bottom lip and looks away momentarily before looking back at you.

"Oh, sorry." You blink and offer a small smile, which you're sure looked awkward to him. "I was lost in thought. You can sit there."

"Thank you." He replies quietly and sits on the bench, keeping a distance between you both. You briefly look at his side profile, catching his distant look and that red mark on his cheek, which looks more and more like a handprint. You said nothing else. You turned your attention back to the park.

Neither he nor you acknowledge each other further and just sit in silence. You couldn't exactly ignore each other's presence. But clearly, neither of you were at this run-down park for small talk. You both had too much to think about to converse or make friends.

----

It's been four weeks since then, and you find yourself walking to that park again on a Saturday afternoon, the air finally cooling down. Your back and hips ache, and your scalp feels tender, but you didn't let that stop your new routine after your partner left for work.

You've found a great deal of comfort in that run-down park, and a lot of that comes from the man who sits next to you each time. You both still haven't spoken outside the soft 'can I sit here' question either of you will ask depending on who's there first; sometimes you are, sometimes he is. But you've found yourself enjoying the presence of someone who seems to be going through a similar turmoil as you are. And you felt confident he was feeling the same way. Even though neither of you knew each other's names, you found a sense of comfort in the time you both spent on that bench.

When you get to the bench you've deemed yours and his, the man is already sitting there, wearing all dark clothes like usual. His gaze is distant as he looks out at the park.

"Can I sit there?" You ask softly to not startle him. You've picked up that loud voices sometimes tend to make him tense.

"Of course, go ahead." He answers with a small smile, which you thought looked adorable.

You take your usual spot on the bench with a slight wince due to your back and try to untense your muscles. In the distance, you watch a few crows in the long grass, stomping their little feet to beckon worms from the earth.

"Changbin." The man's voice makes you tense a little, not expecting him to speak.

"Pardon?"

"My name is Seo Changbin."

"Oh, my name is (Y/N). It's nice to have a name to your face now." He quietly laughs at your remark.

"Well, (Y/N)... How are you?" He seemed unsure to ask his question, which almost made you laugh.

You quirk a brow, "I'd reply and then ask how you are... but I think we both know our answers."

He chuckles at that, which makes you crack a smile. There is a pause before Changbin speaks again.

"Why do you keep coming back to this park?"

"Well...It's peaceful and... and it is untouched." There was unintentional weight to that last word that left your lips. You wanted the focus off you now. "How about you? Why do you keep coming back?"

"It's tranquil. I don't feel any obligations here." He says with a soft smile growing on his face. You can't help but think it looks nice on him.

----

From that moment on, from your and Changbin's first actual conversation, you both would talk and get to know each other. You told him about your enjoyment of taking care of various houseplants you've taken on. You learned he liked to write and make music, and go to the gym. Favorite movies, books, shows, songs, and other things were also discussed. You found yourself smiling more now, excited to be at that bench when Saturday afternoons were always filled with feelings of guilt, shame, and self-hatred. Changbin also started coming out of his shell, and you've seen his loud, fun personality.

Yet you both clearly avoided the obvious. You saw the occasional red marks on his face each time you saw him and caught him tense up at certain sounding voices. You started to notice he was losing muscles. He said he didn't have time anymore to go to the gym. He told you how he stopped making music with his friends despite how much he gushed and talked about his rap group '3Racha,' and you had a gut feeling you knew why.

You knew he spotted things in you as well. You tensed when he accidentally touched your leg one time. You often come to the park stiff from your partner. And there were two times when you had intense-looking bites on your neck that stung and ached.

These were obvious things you both see, yet never speak on it. Neither of you wanted to burst the small bubble you both created to escape your lives.

However, this time would be hard.

You were a little late to the usual time you'd be at the park bench. You walk with a noticeable limp from your legs being held at an odd angle that stretched you to the point of pain. Your wrists were raw and tender from your partner's belt constraining them. The now cooler air nips at your arms and face. You forgot to grab your sweater, wanting simply to get out of your apartment and away from what happened.

When you got to your little slice of paradise, you saw Changbin there, but he, too, looks a little worse than usual. He adorns a slap mark on his cheek that is bright and intense. There was a small cut on the cheek within the handprint. You see a little red around his right eye, and you can tell it will form a bruise later on. He's already watching you approach the bench, so you know he saw your limp.

"Can I sit here?" Your voice feels and sounds scratchy and raw.

"Of course." And his voice is small and meek, not like the boisterous one you started hearing in the previous weeks.

You sit down with an audible groan, and there is a silence between you both, just like how it used to be the first few weeks of coming here. There was tension. The all too obvious for both of you was too blatantly clear to avoid this time. You both were in a melancholic state. You swallow thickly and decide to be the one to talk first.

"My boyfriend? Well... I don't even know what to call this relationship I have with him anymore but... he came over today we had sex like we always do. He's rough and he likes my body before he goes into work on Saturdays whether... uhm... whether I really want to or not." You unload all of what you've kept tucked away to Changbin. You immediately felt a sense of guilt. "I'm sorry-"

"My girlfriend needed a ride to her job today." He cut you off, turning a little to face you. The bench creaks at the movement. "But I couldn't. I had to get to a doctors appointment. She... she got really mad that I wouldn't cancel my appointmet."

Thick silence falls over you both. You look into his glossy eyes. This would be the day you both would finally talk about why you both truly came to this park.

It was as if the floodgate you both had finally cracked and broke. You both talk about your lives with your respective partners. You told Changbin about your partner's harsh words and manipulative behavior when you say no to sex. You don't go into detail about what he does to you, but you talk about the pain you feel during and after. You tell him how your boyfriend ignores your cries of pain and your tears when he gets too rough, or sometimes he even laughs at your face.

He, in turn, told you about all that his girlfriend does. He recalls the harsh and cruel names she uses to belittle him. He talks about the frequent slaps. When she was especially angry, like today, she'd turn her ring to face her palm to further hurt him. He mentions her restricting the things he likes to do, like making music or going to the gym, in favor of being with her or giving her rides. Changbin told you how she'd accuse him of cheating yet smell like a different man's cologne when they were together.

Emotions were high between you both, but you could see in each other's eyes this was needed for Changbin and you. The relief shared had weights lifted from you and him. There is a shared silence as you both digest everything.

"Why haven't you told anyone?" You ask softly, breaking the quietness. You make sure to hold no judgment in your voice. "This is me wanting to understand. Everyone has their reasons for not sharing. Don't feel obligated to share with me either."

"She isolated me from my family and my friends. Chan and Hannie try to reach out to me,, but I have ignore them. She...She goes through my phone, and if I am not putting my whole focus on her, she gets angry. I don't even talk to my sister or mom as frequently as I used to." He answers your question and then sighs. He looks so vulnerable right now, and that made your heart clench. "It also doesn't help I am a man and she is a woman...I guess it is a cruel way for her to show me I'm hers and she's mine."

You nod in understanding and then ask a follow-up question. "Are the people that were in your life ones to judge you? From what you've told me about them, they seem like nice people."

"They are." A small smile grows on his face, which you are happy to see. "They are wonderful people, it's just my girlfriend. She has planted in my head a seed of doubt. She always tells me after she slaps me, no one would ever believe me because of how I look and whatnot."

"I understand that completely, Changbin." You give him a sympathetic smile. His situation really did sound similar to yours. Before you can speak further, he asks you the same question.

"What about you? Have you told anyone?"

"No, I haven't for almost the same reasons as you. I know my friends and family wouldn't judge me for what my boyfriend does to me. Yet my warped, irrational thoughts keep telling me I can't because... what? I essentially say yes... I'm consenting, right?" Your voice wavers, sounding unsure. "That's what he tells me after a particularly rough session. I've grown tired of it. I'm tired of feeling used, polluted, and rotten."

"I'm sorry you're going through all that, (Y/N)."

"I'm sorry your girlfriend treats you that way, Changbin. You don't deserve to be belittled, harmed or kept from your friends and family."

"You don't deserve the treatment you get either." He adds. "You shouldn't feel forced or threatened to have sex. You shouldn't feel used by the person your with."

It was silent again. You feel tears burn your eyes, and when you glance at him, you see his eyes are to the brim with tears, too. You've grown adverse to touch now, but you craved something softer than what your partner puts you through. You place your hand on the bench, palm to the sky, and look at him. You invite him in as your choice and let him choose to reciprocate.

Changbin slowly brought his hand close to yours. He carefully intertwined his fingers, taking his time when he felt you tense. He gently squeezes your hand, and slowly, you relax. It was nice, just holding a person's hand like that. Changbin's hand is calloused, yet it is soft and comforting to you.

"Why did you tell me?" He questions you with curiosity in his voice.

"Because I could tell when we first met we are both going through similar things. I figured I could trust you to not tell and you would understand the most. I'm sorry if that comes off assumptious but... I really like talking to you. You've made me look forward to something again."

"I'm glad. And feel the same. Seeing you after fights with my girlfriend has made life feel... lighter." He nods, and while his smile isn't quite like his usual one, it is still lovely to see. "I think I want to talk to my friends again."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I miss them and having a friend like you has been nice." He swallows thickly. "After talking to you about the shit I've gone through... I think I'm going to try to break up with her. Our situations are so similar and if I can't stand you being with your boyfriend, I know I need to break up with her... I want to tell Chan and Han why I cut ties with them and I want to talk to my mom and sister again. I don't want to be like this anymore."

"I believe in you, Changbin." You smile and squeeze his hand.

"I believe in you too." He says back, making you tense a little. "I'm-I'm not telling you to do what I'm doing because I know how hard it is. I'm just saying in case you do because I hate seeing you walk with a limp, in pain, and hurt from someone forcing you into those situations. I hope that my taking the steps I am taking will help you take the same steps as well."

Changbin's little speech left you unable to say anything for a moment. Deep down, you've been thinking of cutting ties with your partner and ending whatever he and you are. You take a deep breath and nod.

"Yeah..." You say slowly. "I have thought of leaving him, I've just been scared. I'm scared of his threats becoming true but I can't keep living like this. I can't keep feeling the way I have been or it's going to kill me one way or another."

"I believe in you." He repeats with conviction in his voice.

"I believe in us."

----

A few weeks passed since that day you and Changbin had that talk. You both helped each other plan how you'll both leave your respective relationships. You and Changbin were feeling really motivated by the build-up of this week, both by each other and because you both got back in contact with friends and family.

You had a bit of pep in your step despite being bundled up due to the cold air. Two days earlier, on Thursday, you called your partner over and cut ties. For the first time in a long time, your Saturday didn't start with dread and disgust.

When you got to the park, you felt your heart drop. A chain link fence covered with tarps surrounds the small, run-down park you've come to find comfort in. You quickly walk around and see Changbin looking at a sign hanging on the fence.

"What's happened?" You ask as you approach, glancing over the sign and then back to Changbin.

"Looks like the city is finally putting some attention on the park and they'll be keeping it closed off for a few months to fix it up completely." He answers and points to the date it is supposed to reopen. "I'm glad they are finally doing something but I already miss it."

"Yeah..." You sigh. You were really looking forward to sitting on that bench with him.

"But hey, let's get out of the cold and grab something warm to drink across the street." He seemed excited, which makes you chuckle.

"Lead the way." You see him reach out to hold on and guide you, but he stops mid-motion and gestures for you to follow him to the café across the road. You appreciated him not touching you when you've become so touch-versed.

You both order something warm and sit at a nearby table with your drinks. Just by feeling the cup, you knew it was too hot to drink, so you let it cool for a moment. When you meet Changbin's eyes, you see a much happier expression.

"I left her yesterday." He speaks in a low tone. He bites his bottom lip as if to contain his smile, his fingers tap against the mug of the tea he ordered. "I got in contact with Chan and my sister about leaving her and had them with me in case she got violent. They really helped me through the ordeal."

"That's great, Changbin." You grin and place your hand on the table. He looks down at it and then to your face. You nod, and he gingerly takes your hand, holding it gently. A feeling that makes your heart flutter. "I'm happy for you."

He gives you a look as if he was asking you how everything went on your end.

"I also cut ties with him." You say, and Changbin seems to smile in relief. "I made sure I had help from my neighbors and my best friend when I called him over on Thursday. The police were called and I've started the process for a restraining order."

"Do you think you're safe?" He looks at you with concern.

"Honestly, it's a little scary, but I think he's just all bark and no bite. I'll be fine." You smile to reassure him, and you squeeze his hand.

"I'm glad then." He grins brightly. He leans back and lifts his mug, gesturing for you to do the same. "To us."

You giggle softly with your own grin. "To us."

You clink your mugs together and take sips from your drinks. You stare at him, and he stares at you with that bright grin. You feel your heart flutter again, and he looks flustered.

You can't deny feelings for Changbin have grown over time. Now that you both were out of your toxic relationships, it seems like they are more prominent the longer you sit with him. And yet, you realize you both just got out of toxic relationships.

"What's on your mind, (Y/N)?" Changbin's voice cuts through your thoughts.

"I'm thinking about us." You reply honestly.

"I'll admit, I am too. But continue, please."

"I was thinking about how much you mean to me now. You're an amazing person who has been through a lot, and I've realized I may have feelings for you." You feel your heart clench at the thought of what else to say right now, but it's necessary. "But..."

"But we both need time to heal from what we've been through."

"Yes- wait." You give him a confused look, which makes him chuckle. You weren't expecting that.

"Just to start, I am feeling the same things you are. And I am glad we both feel the same. But, I know myself, and I know the happiness and excitement I feel now that I'm getting my life back will fade, and I'll be wondering if I did the right thing and coping with what she put me through."

"This makes things easier." You sigh in relief and smile. "I agree. As much as it pains me, but I can already tell I have a lot of work to do for myself... I don't want to jump into a relationship and end up hurting the both of us." He nods in agreement to that. "And I don't want these feelings being tied to all that happened."

You take a long sip from your drink, and so does he. You weren't sure what else to add, but it was a pleasant silence with Changbin. You glance out the window to the fenced-off park. You missed it already.

Changbin squeezes your hand, regaining your attention.

"I have a proposition. Let's spend some time a part. Let's take time to figure ourselves out. On the date the park reopens, let's meet up and see how we are."

You smile at his suggestion, and it warms your heart. "I'd like that."

----

Four months have passed since you ended things with your partner.

After finding the right therapist for you, you begin working on yourself. You needed to move from that apartment. You could hardly step foot or sleep in that bedroom anymore, and you had taken to sleeping on a cheap air mattress in the living room. Thankfully, your lease was almost up, and you managed to find a new place that was affordable. Your friends and therapist have slowly gotten you used to being touched again. You weren't sure how sex would go, but you've gained a neutral perspective on it now. You got back into old hobbies, took up new ones, and made Saturdays a day to be yourself and do what you wanted.

You felt good again about life. You knew you weren't completely okay, but you were much better than how you started. There is probably a part of you that you'll never quite get back, but that's fine. You're healed self can help nurture and support the you that gets terrible anxiety and nightmares, the you that needed softness and love during those months with your ex.

You feel your phone buzz in your pocket, and you smile. Your reminder that today's the day the park reopens is boldly on your screen. You checked the time and saw it was close to when you and Changbin would be at that worn bench. You often thought of him but were glad he didn't consume your thoughts. You had some worries that seeing him would make you remember how awful you felt back then, with those feelings being associated with him unintentionally. You pushed those worries away.

You tugged on a sweater as the cold air was still around. You grab your wallet and keys, lock your door, and walk briskly to the park. You caught glimpses between the tarps on the fences, but this would hopefully be the first time you see it complete.

It doesn't take you long to reach the park and you couldn't contain the grin at the sight. You would have thought it was a different park if it weren't for the layout of the now fully visible paths and the playground. You slowly approached the bench and felt your heart swell at the sight. It looks completely new, yet you could easily tell it was the same old park bench refurbished. You sit down on the bench, no longer does it creak, and look at your surroundings. There were kids on the shiny playground, and there even was a small parking lot that you weren't aware of beforehand. The only thing missing was Changbin.

You waited.

And you waited.

It was nearly an hour when you felt it was time to get up. The air was getting colder, and the sky was darkening with clouds. You couldn't be too upset with him. You figured Changbin was living his life to the fullest like he should. That thought made you happy.

You sit up from the park bench with a slight stretch. It is starting to get much too chilly to just be sitting down. You read just your sweater and turn to start walking home. The loud slam of a car door and an all too familiar voice shout your name.

"Wait! I'm here! I didn't forget!" You turn around and smile when you see Changbin nearly sprinting to get to you. You look at the new car in the parking lot and see two men get out of the car and lean against the vehicle.

Changbin comes to a slow halt in front of you and takes a moment to recover his breath. You see your favorite flowers in a small bundle in his hand, and you can't help but grin with your face growing warm. You look him over and see how different he was from before. His eyes looked much happier now, and from what you can tell, he has bulked up his muscles beneath the jacket.

"I-I'm sorry. I totally was going to be here earlier." He explains. "But I lost track of time making music with my friends."

"You're making music again?" You raise a brow and give him a proud look.

He chuckles and looks at you brightly. "Yeah. Chan, Han, and I are going to be releasing an album soon."

"Well I'll make sure to buy one and have you guys sign it." A cheeky, teasing smile grows on your face.

"Oh, here." Changbin hands you the flowers. "I remember you saying that is your favorite. You... You look lovely by the way."

"Thank you, you do too. I wish I brought something to give you-"

"No need at all, (Y/N). The only thing I needed from you today is to see if you're doing well." He gives you a look, and you can tell he hopes you will respond with an answer.

"I am. I moved to a new place and have been making progress on myself. Have you been well?"

"Oh yeah, I have." He grins, that beautiful grin you fell for all those months ago. "Like I said, I'm making music again with my best friends and have been sticking to my gym routine. I've been doing good."

You open your mouth to speak when you feel a few droplets of rain hit your face. Both you and Changbin curse.

"Shit, I didn't bring a sweater with a hood." You place your hands over your head.

"Here, let me." Changbin took his jacket off and lifted it over his head. He stepped incredibly close to you and held it over the both of you with a sweet smile. His smile drops, though, when he realizes the proximity. "Oh, god. I'm so sorry-"

"Shh. You're fine, Changbin. I can handle this. Plus I trust you."

"You do?"

"Of course."

"Do you... still feel those same feelings like before?" His voice is soft, and his eyes are hopeful. Your eyes scan over his face. Even in this short time reunited, you felt those familiar feelings except for the anxiety. Any negative connotation you feared wasn't there at all.

"Not all. I feel the familiar feeling of butterflies in my stomach, fondness, and love when I see you." You reply with a gentle tone. "To be honest, I worried I may remember the negative feelings I had during the time when I saw you. But I don't. I just see you, a sweet and funny guy I fell for."

"I'm glad." He beams. "Because I am feeling the same way. The second I saw you when I pulled up the park, I could feel butterflies in my stomach. But let's continue this conversation in a dry environment. I'm sure we have lots to discuss."

"What about your friends?"

"Channie can drop us off wherever." He chuckles and tilts his head in a gesture to follow him. You both walk side by side to the vehicle he arrived in, Chan and Han already inside. You get in first in the backseat, and Changbin quickly follows, the car already on and warm inside.

"Hey, it's finally nice to meet you. I'm Bang Chan." He turns from the driver's seat to wave at you. You see, he has dyed blonde hair with a slight wave.

"And I'm Jisung, but you can call me Han." The other greets you from the front passenger. He has a cute, gummy smile and dark hair.

"So, what's the plan now?" Chan asks, looking from you to Changbin.

"Oh, let's all grab dinner!" Han grins. You don't miss the look Chan gives him, which makes you chuckle. You glance at Changbin and see how he is laughing, too.

"I'd be fine with that." You shrug. "I think it would be fun getting to know your friends."

"They are a handful." He warns with a playful tone.

"Hey, more like you and Hannie are the handful for me." Chan says with mock offense. A fake argument broke out between the three of them, making you laugh loudly. You haven't felt yourself laugh like that in a long while.

Ultimately, the four of you sit in a small yet busy restaurant near the park. The three of them were certainly entertaining together, and you were glad to see Changbin having fun and being relaxed. He's not the same man who stayed behind a protective wall, who tensed when someone yelled too loudly. His handsome face doesn't adorn a recurring slap or cut. You couldn't help but smile as you watched him and Chan joke around.

"Excuse me, gotta use the restroom." Han gets up from the table, and so does Changbin.

"Me too." He adds, and you watch as the two of them head deeper into the restaurant, leaving you and Chan.

"Hey, (Y/N)?" His voice is soft when he calls you.

"Yes, Chan?" You look at him and tilt your head, noting the kind expression he had.

"I just wanted to thank you for helping Changbin out."

"Oh, I didn't do anything. He's the one that's put in the work."

"That's true, he worked on himself a lot." He cuts you off with a knowing look. "But according to Changbin, if you hadn't listened to him that day, he wouldn't have called Hannie and me over. He never told us any details, but he did say you were the first person he opened up to about what his ex put him through and you understanding him helped push him to jump over the doubt he felt."

You feel yourself tear up a little, and Chan keeps speaking.

"So please, accept mine and Han's thank you, (Y/N), for helping our friend and helping him get mostly back to his old self." He smiles at you and hands you a clean napkin as a tear falls from your eye.

"Thanks." You chuckle with a sniffle. You dab away the tears and calm yourself before Changbin and Han return.

----

"Wow, you really do have a lot of plants." Changbin chuckles as he steps inside your apartment. He follows your lead and slips off his shoes before further walking around. He looks around at your place with amazement.

"Yeah, they helped make me somewhat like my old place before." You laugh a little. "Do you need something to drink before we talk?"

"Water, please." You nod at his request and gesture for him to sit on your couch. You are quick to get him and yourself water.

After dinner with his friends, you offered to talk to Changbin alone at your place. There was a residual fear of bringing a man to your home, but you reassured yourself. This is Changbin. He respects your boundaries and waits for you to initiate contact. If you told him to never touch you, you could trust that he wouldn't.

You set down a glass for each of you on the coffee table and sit near him on your couch. You curl your legs partially underneath yourself as you angle your body to face him properly.

"So, you wanted to talk more?" You question him.

"Ah, yes." He chuckles, seeming a little nervous. "So, you still have feelings for me."

"I do."

"And how are you feeling all around? If you're comfortable to tell me."

"Well..." You lean over and pick up your glass of water. You take a long sip before sitting down. "I'm much better than I was four months ago. I moved to this place, which helped a lot. I couldn't stomach being in my old bedroom. I've been seeing a therapist who's given me a lot of skills which has helped me not be anxious. They and my friends have also helped me get exposed and used to touch again. I have bad nights and nightmares, but they aren't as frequent as they were at the start. What about you, Changbin?"

"I'm doing good. Making music and working out on the schedule I want to follow definitely kept me going." He nods. "I have a habit of overly apologizing at times, but thankfully my friends and family help keep me aware of it. I experience occasional nightmares but they are manageable. Overall, I am feeling like I how did before that relationship."

"I can tell." You smile softly. "At dinner with your friends, you were relaxed and having a good time. I enjoy seeing you smile, Changbin. You have such a nice smile."

"Oh, thanks." He has a bashful smile, and you can see faint pink dust on his cheeks. He looks down at his hands and glances at your face. "You too, (Y/N). You also have a lovely smile. I saw how you were laughing at a joke Hannie said, and I couldn't help but stare. Chan had to tap me under the table so you wouldn't catch me."

"That's adorable." You laugh softly and stare at him. There is a pause between you both now, Changbin returning your stare. You place your hand on the couch with your palm up, and he tentatively intertwines his fingers. "What... What do you want to do about us?"

"I'd like to be in a relationship with you, (Y/N)." He is blunt, but his expression and tone are still soft.

"I should warn you... I haven't exactly been intimate since everything happened. I am good with light touches and hugs, but I don't know how I will be with anything more, if that changes anything for you."

"It doesn't." He says firmly, giving your hand a squeeze. "We can take things one step at a time, at a pace you'll be comfortable, okay? Does that sound good to you?"

You look over his face and at the sincerity his dark eyes hold. It makes your heart melt at the kindness he is showing you. The kindness you've come to realize you deserve. And he deserves the same kindness back.

"It does, thank you for being understanding, Changbin. It applies to you too, you know? We can take those steps together."

"Thank you too." He smiles. You scoot a little closer, and so does he. "Why don't we make right now a date?"

You grin. "I have ice cream in the freezer. Do you want to watch a movie?"

"With you? I'd love to."

---

You feel your eyes droop as you struggle to stay awake. The movie was nearing its end; empty bowls with remnants of ice cream sat on your coffee table. You felt proud of yourself for being comfortable in Changbin's presence, but you didn't want to fall asleep around him... You didn't want to miss a second with him.

As the credits roll, you smile as you sit up from the couch to stretch your arms above your head. You glance out one of your windows and look at the time; it isn't too late into the evening to be concerned, but you know he wants to be up early tomorrow to go to the gym.

"Do you need a ride home? I can give you one."

"Chan already agreed to come get me, honey." He smiles, then it drops. "Oh, sorry, we didn't discuss calling each other pet names. It-It just came natural to me."

"Hey, don't worry, okay?" You say softly to soothe him with a kind smile. "I like it. It's cute. Just don't call me doll okay? That's what he'd call me. Are there pet names you don't want me to call you?"

"Don't call me baby is all I ask." He wears a grateful expression.

"Of course. I think I'll call you honey too." You chuckle. "Because you are just as sweet."

"Oh, stop." He says with a flustered expression accompanied by a smile. His phone dings, and he clears his throat. "Ah, looks like Channie is here." There is a hint of disappointment in his voice.

You walk to the door with him and watch him put on his shoes. You open the door, and he steps out into the cool night air before turning around with a smile on his face.

"You know, I just realized... we never swapped numbers. I was scared of my ex seeing your number in my contacts." He pulls out his cell phone, tapping the screen a few times before handing it to you. You smile and gently take his phone. You put your contact information in and give him back his phone. "Let's plan for a date soon, okay?"

"Let's do that then, honey." You smile when you see his face blush again. It made you feel warm and adventurous. "Changbin?"

"Yes?"

"Can... Can you kiss me goodbye?"

You see his eyes widen a little. He opens his mouth as if to say something but holds his tongue. Instead, he smiles softly at you and nods.

"Of course."

"Wait, what were you going to say? Please, feel honest with me."

"I was going to ask if you were sure, but I trust that you know you want to take this step." His words make your heart flutter.

"I appreciate that."

He takes a step closer to you and gives you a look as if he is asking permission to touch you. You give him a nod and suck in a slow breath when you feel his warm and calloused hand caress your cheek. He leans in closer, and you watch as he presses his lips to yours. Your eyes flutter close, breath hitching at the sensation. Your body's instincts tense, half expecting pain to follow.

But the kiss was just that. A simple yet sweet kiss that didn't make you cry.

Another ding is heard from Changbin's phone, making you both chuckle and step away from each other.

"I'll text you when I'm home. We can discuss date plans. Talk to you soon."

"Get home safely, honey." You giggle at his flushed face and smile.

"I will, honey." He laughs and gives you a longing look before he heads over to where Chan's car is. You watch until he is in the car, and they take off before closing the door.

You feel different with Changbin. You don't feel weighed down by guilt and self-loathing. You don't feel disgusted with yourself, nor do you blame yourself for anything.

You don't feel the heavy, polluted feeling you did before.

You feel that softness and love you deserve.

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[archivistofnerddom]

Bad Batch Headcanons — Soft Romance and Some Dating Stuff

I can’t get these thoughts out of my head. SFW and safe for all ages. Anyway, here you go:

Hunter

This man is the master of braiding hair. (Have you seen his hair? Of course he is.) Hunter is tactile person, a byproduct of his heightened senses. Braiding your hair (for events, before bed, or whenever) is a quiet thing between you and a little ritual.

Cuddles on a porch swing together in summer time (listening to the cicadas in the trees and watching the sun set) as you unwind from the day.

Enjoying a thunderstorm rolling through while counting the seconds between lightening flash and thunder clap to guess the distance. It’s always a game to see if you can guess the closer distance by counting the seconds versus Hunter using his advanced senses.

Dates at ice cream parlors and cafes are always entertaining. Hunter has opinions on the flavor combinations. (It’s adorable.)

Crosshair

Quietly sitting together in front of the fire in the evening. Maybe you talk, maybe you don’t. Just being together without any pressures is nice. If you wind up slowly snuggling together under a big soft blanket, he doesn’t mind. Crosshair likes having someone around who doesn’t have insane expectations of him.

Charcuterie boards and bottles of wine while you read together or listen to music. Snarking about and commentating on the other’s genre choices inevitably happens. (His humor is dry and very specific.)

Paintball target practice (some punk kids at the local range as “voluntary” targets are optional). You don’t need to be as good as he is with the paintball gun. Just record him gleefully (and mostly playfully) merc-ing his targets and laughing at the reactions.

Concerts and movies in the park are go-to date options. He likes not worrying about high pressure situations. Plus, you both get to people-watch while you’re at it.

Tech

Documentary marathons, book festivals, and museum tours are regular date events. Tech has a pathological need to learn things. He also takes into consideration things you might enjoy as well when planning these outings. (It’s sweet of him, really.)

Hanging out in the driveway while he works on your cars. Making sure your car is running at optimal levels is one of his love languages. You’re there to remind him to eat and/or take a water break on occasion, provide shade, and pass him tools as needed. He likes it when you put together an interesting music or podcast playlist for background noise.

Swing dance classes — a surprise, I know. He knows that dancing is a traditional romantic thing, so he leans into taking classes as a way to romance you. Somehow, swing and its numerous stylistic sub-groupings are right up both your alley. Turns out Tech has a decent sense of rhythm and enjoys using dance and movement as a way of silent communication with you.

Crafting is a team project now. Tech is good at planning the layouts for quilts apparently. He also agrees with you that knitting and crocheting is very meditative and relaxing.

Wrecker

When you bring up cooking and baking together, he is on board. Food and sharing it is one of his big love languages. Wrecker loves being in the kitchen with you, either as your sous chef, cookie decorator, or test taster. Eventually, he starts finding more recipes that you can try together. Building out a binder of recipes you like is a testament of your relationship.

Perfect date night — big picnic spread in an open field at dusk followed by sparklers and fireworks. He loves food and things that go boom. Combining them together makes Wrecker so happy. (That fact that you put them together in one date — that’s the best and biggest declaration of love anyone has anyone has ever given him.)

Hanging on the couch in comfy clothes while playing video games together. Wrecker is the reason the household has a wide selection of thematic oversized adult onesies. Those always get broken out during Mario Kart tournaments or when playing Pokémon or Legend of Zelda together.

Wrecker is a Dungeons and Dragons nerd and a surprisingly good DM. Acting out a story is right up his alley. He gets so happy when you want to learn about the game and join his group.

Echo

Projecting movies into a sheet in the backyard while chilling on cushions and blankets and eating popcorn — simple and low pressure. Sometimes, Echo needs that when his prosthetics are acting up. (He also likes that you always wind up curled up next to him on these nights. It feels nice, no matter whether or not he has his prosthetic limbs on.)

He’s a great pub crawl buddy. Seriously, Echo somehow knows people who work in every bar you walk into, and that is an impressive thing. You get free drinks and fun cocktails wherever you go.

Sunday mornings are for farmers markets. Walking through the stalls, buying fresh bread and produce, and buying assorted other wares is fun. Echo finds your enthusiasm endearing and engaging. (Guess who invested in one of those two-wheeled carts for your haul? This guy.)

Road trips to thermal hot spring baths and a nice little B&B are the go-to romantic weekend trips. Soaking in a hot spring bath does wonders for Echo, especially when he gets to have a hearty dinner with you afterwards.

#these boys and soft romance #just imagining what their romantic gesture would be #star wars #the bad batch #hunter the bad batch #tbb hunter #hunter tbb #crosshair the bad batch #tbb crosshair #crosshair tbb #tech the bad batch #tbb tech #tech tbb #wrecker the bad batch #wrecker tbb #tbb wrecker #echo the bad batch #tbb echo #echo tbb #arc trooper echo #tcw echo #bad batch headcanons

[senjusonlygirlfriend]

Fluffy moments with tr guys

𝑻𝒘/𝑪𝒘: 𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔: 𝑴𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒚, 𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒚𝒖, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑩𝒂𝒋𝒊

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒖𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒍!  

Manjiro “Mikey” Sano:

It was another cold school afternoon in late October. The leaves were changing, and the sky was a gloomy grey color. You walked hand in hand with your boyfriend, Mikey, wearing poofy winter jackets to protect yourselves from the cold. It was funny, really. You knew Mikey so well that you predicted that he wouldn’t wear a jacket, even though it was freezing out. So, imagine the look on his face when he saw not one, but two jackets in your arms. You did not want to take care of a sick, delirious Mikey, or get scolded my Emma. 

 Mikey had actually come up with the idea, as he wanted to spend a little time with you and get some dorayaki along the way. The both of you were listening to music with your shared earbuds, Mikey talking about Toman and what they were going to next. 

“You have a lot of nerve dragging me out of my warm, cozy house just for some dorayaki you won’t share.”

You were right, as Mikey rarely shares his food with anyone, let alone you. Also, your bed house was so cozy that you didn’t want to get up to use the bathroom.But, if the excessive continued for another minute you would have gone insane. Now you were here, loosing feeling in your face as you walked with Mikey who was seemingly unaffected by the cold. 

“You love me.”

Mikey said smugly, swinging your hands back and forth like a little kid. A big smile spread across his face, and you took a minute to appreciate it. Even though it sounds cheesy, you always knew there was a reason why Mikey acted so childish. Being a gang leader wasn’t that easy, and you had to make a lot of hard decisions. You haven’t seen him in a while as they had been extra busy with their next fight, Mikey's eyebags evident of that. 

So, you started doing little things to help take the pressure of his shoulders. Getting him food when he seemed to not have time, helping and sometimes doing his school work, or just simply relaxing with him for the whole day and do nothing had proven useful in getting his energy back up. The two of you had reached the store, and got way more than just dorayaki and drinks. 

The two of you settled on a small bench at a park nearby, now with trees that had no leaves left on their branches. They were now in a neat pile behind the bench. Still, there were red, orange and yellow leaves on the ground. The two of you ate in silence, every so often making comments or telling the other something interesting that happened throughout the day. 

The two of you had decided to stay on the bench, watching as people walked by and drove of to their destination. Your head was laid on top of Mikey’s, who’s was laid on your shoulder.You had the urge to say something, yet paused in your mind for a minute. Finally finding the right words, you said it. 

“I’ll always be here for you, you know that right? You can, like, metaphorically trust fall and I’ll catch you.” 

You glanced at his face, his eyes filled with different emotions. At first his face was morphed into one of shock, then was it thankfulness? You didn’t know, as he quickly buried his face in your shoulder, and said two words. 

“Thank you.” 

Chifuyu Matsuno:

“Hey babe, can I throw my book out your window? Can’t promise it won’t hit anyone.” 

Chifuyu let out an air chuckle at your comment, knowing how much you hated math homework. It’s not like you were bad at it, it was just that you didn’t want to do it. No one ever said that homework was fun. Getting up from his spot at his desk Chifuyu walked over to you, essentially towering over you as you were sitting on his bed. 

“What question are you having problems with?”

You told him question 4, him looking it over for a minute. Even though the both of you had been dating for 3 months your heart still pounded in your chest with how close he was. You scooted back as you made room for him to sit in front of you as he began explaining the problem. Once he started talking though, his voice started to blend into the background. 

You observed ever little detail on his face that he had, like how he had such long lashes, longer lashes than yours. Or maybe it was the way his bedroom light was hitting his blue eyes, making them look like a shining gem. A pair of thin rimmed glasses sat up high on his nose, Chifuyu scrunching up his nose every so often to adjust them without using his hands. 

You next started to not so secretly stare at his lips. They may have been average looking lips to some people, but to you they were way more. They were the most softest lips you had ever kissed, you were jealous that you didn’t know his lip-care routine. You scrunched your eyebrows, leaning your face in your left palm as you stared at him more intently. 

“ello! Earth to [Name]! They’re thinking about food, aren’t they Peke J?”

Blinking multiple times, it was as if you had been broken out of a trance. You could now see that Peke J had wanted attention from one of you, and was now in Chifuyu’s lap..You rubbed your eyes, the end of the school day feeling that was oh so exhausting crashing down on you.You rubbed your eyes as you talked. 

“Shit, sorry. You’re just so pretty and I’m so tired I couldn’t pay attention.”

You could see your comment had made a small shift in his face, as it was one of a tiny shocked one. You had guessed he had ever been called pretty before, the slight red tint on his cheeks saying it all. He was like that for a few moments, staring at you bug eyed before coughing, suggesting that the two of you stop working on school work for the night. 

As both of you cleaned up all the papers, books, and other school supplies on the floor you could tell Chifuyu wanted to say something. There was always a small look on his face, like he was trying to figure out how to say something. Once everything was put away you sluggishly walked to the bed, patting the other side. 

He sat by you, pulling you into his side. You happily snuggled into it, along with pulling the blanket closer to the two of you. A random on m movie was playing in the background, simply just to make noise.

"You know, you randomly calling me pretty is going to be the end of me."

Chifyuy said. You hummed, as you closed your eyes with the intention of just resting them. But, sleep had pulled you down into the black abyss, as Chifuyu's voice faded from the background.

Keisuke Baji:

You stirred from your sleep, as whatever was under you shifted slightly. You could hear two different voices talking, but they sounded as if they were far away in a tunnel or something. Your eyes were as heavy as bricks, the only thing you saw was black.When you could open your eyes, you could see that you were laying on top of your boyfriend, Baji. 

He seemed to still be talking to someone, as you could see his mouth moving. Craning your neck to his doorway you could see that it was his mom, standing there in the door frame before leaving shortly after. 

“Shit, sorry to wake you up babe. You can go back to sleep if you want.” 

You could feel the rumble of Baji’s chest as he spoke, shifting under you to get into a more comfortable position. You shook your head, and rubbed your eyes. 

“No it’s fine, what did your mom need?” 

“She was just telling me about how she was leaving for work. There’s money on the kitchen table if we wanna get pizza later.” 

You hummed in response, squishing your cheek back onto his chest. He had a movie playing, so you decided to watch it. Glancing out the window you saw that it was dark out, and that his square alarm clock read ‘8:37pm.’ Baji kissed the crown of your head and started to play with a strand of your hair. He aimlessly played with your hair as he watched the movie with you. 

“What do you wanna do for our next date?”

Baji asked, never taking his eyes off the movie. You thought for a few moments, as there was many thing the two of you could do. There was a new art museum that had opened up about a block away. You knew that Baji would never go himself, but if you asked he would endure for you. There was also that new noodle place that the two of you could go to. 

“How about.... that new arcade? It’s a new one, and it’s in the shopping district. I think the Christmas decorations on that street would be pretty to see.” 

He made a sound of agreement, grabbing his phone. He went to the calendar and made a little reminder for the day the two of you set the date, and even showed you. You kissed his cheek and he groaned, before smothering your cheeks with a pethra of kisses. 

You laughed, as he was now laying on top of you now. His hands were nowon your hips, as he tranced small circles. His head laying on your chest, his foucs was back to the movie that the two of you was watching.You now started playing with his long, black hair, taking strands of it and raking through them watching as they fall back down. 

“You should let me put your hair up in rollers. Next time I come over I’ll bring some.”

He took a minute to respond as you scratched gently at his scalp, him sighing in relief. 

“Maybe.”

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#fluffvember #fluffvember 2022 #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers mikey #mikey x reader #mikey fluff #tokyo revengers chifuyu #chifuyu x reader #chifuyu fluff #tokyo revengers baji #baji x reader #baji fluff #this might be my fav thing I've written

[youre-amazing-say-it]

could you do a marvel cast (or the avengers, if you want) x reader where she comes out to them as asexual? thank you! <3

Weird Places

Pairing: Avengers (Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Natasha Romanoff, Peter Parker) x reader

Warning: Peter gets a boner, Talk of weird places people have sex (water, Ferris wheel, park), an allusion to toys and ropes, Romeo and Juliet

A/N; I'm sorry if this isn't my best work. I don't identify as asexual so I don't know if this is written well for those who identify as such. Once again my apologies if i offend anyone. 

Fridays are Movie Nights at the Avenger Tower, and you being the newest avenger also meant you got to pick the Movie, and you chose to watch your comfort movie Romeo and Juliet the 1996 version. You thought it was a good pick with the diverse age group you had tonight. The commentary that Steve, Sam, and Bucky provided throughout the movie.

Everything was going great, and then it came to the 1,000-time goodnight scene when you looked to the right of you and saw Peter squirming uncomfortably with a pillow on his lap. And you weren't the only person to notice this. “Dude you have a boner from this?” sam said to the boy. Peter’s Cheek instantly went red, redder than before. “No,” he said as he continued to shift in the sit. You decided to help everyone at that moment, so you reached for the remote and paused it. “I'm hungry so quick snack break,” you announced as you went to the Kitchen to get some refills on popcorn.  You couldn't help but notice the young boy got up and walked quickly to the restroom, his hands right in front of his area. 

“That was the most vanilla shift ever, how does he get turned on by that?” Sam said as he went into the fridge and got himself, Steve and Bucky another beer. “Come on, it's okay. He's young and just got with MJ. He is turned on by anything right now.” Natasha said and she refiled her water. “Now if they were having sex in the water, I would get that.” Bucky said as he opened his beer with his metal hand, “I've done that before in the 40’s, and woo, that is something.” he spoke as he took a swing of his beverage. 

“Sex in water is nothing, Peggy and I once did it in the middle of our run. She was wearing these nice leggings and I couldn't resist.” Steve spoke to the Five of you. Sam let out a quick laugh, “That doesn't compare to a night where my date and I were stuck in a Ferris Wheel cart and did it in there. That was risky, but so goddam GOOD,” he replied. 

The boys and you looked at Natasha, but she just shrugged her shoulders. “Public sex isn't my thing. Besides, you can have more fun in the room. More stuff to play with.” she said with a wink. “What about you Y/n? What is the sexiest place you have done it?” Steve said as he looked at you. 

“Well, you have to be interested in sex to want to have sex.” you quipped back. The boys and Natasha looked at you with confused faces. “What do you mean not interested?” Bucky asked with a look on his face. “I'm asexual,” you spoke and you put fresh popcorn into your mouth.

“Oh, you get romantic feelings but not sexual feelings,” Natasha spoke. “Bingo,” you replied with a wink. “So you never looked at someone and thought ‘I want to bang that person’?” Sam questioned. You laughed as you shook your head, “never did. I thought people were cute and I want to be in a relationship with them. Just not have sex.” you said. “That's cool. Want to go finish the movie?” Steve asked the group. You all grabbed your dishes and made your back to the viewing room where Peter was back on the couch.

“You all good son?” Steve said as everyone laughed along. “Aw come on guys, Parker here is just missing his girl,” you said as you jokingly pinched his cheeks. Peter pushed your hands away from his face. “Shut up Y/n, can we please just finish the movie?” he said with an annoyed look on his face. You turned the movie back, happy to be able to come out of your shell a little more today. 

#avengers x reader #steve rogers x reader #sam wilson x reader #bucky barnes x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #peter parker x reader